#this idea got stuck in my head while i was at work and i COULDNT REST UNTIL I MADE IT REAL

[trueshellz]

Warnings: female reader, pregnancy, swearing, babies mentioned, hormones, some fluff that came to mind today

Set in the same timeline as THIS and THIS

Sending Bakugou to go on patrol even though you're heavily pregnant, feet swollen and hips sore despite doing your stretches with him this morning. He's worried, frowning at you over the dining table when you push his mask into his hands (usually his gauntlets, but there ain't no way in hell you're picking those up when you're carrying that precious bundle). And he's worried the whole time, checking his phone and ensuring it's on loud not vibrate in case you or his mum call him.

It's an hour until he comes home and suddenly, he glances down for the umpteenth time and his battery is dead. Empty. Black screen, no matter how many times he presses the side buttons and he wants to throw the damned thing off the bridge for dying on him, even though he knows it's his own damned fault for messaging you every five minutes and checking the house cameras in case you've fallen over and cant get back up again. (The one time you sat down on the beanbag and couldnt lift yourself up, he came home to you in tears still stuck in that same place) His name being called loudly across the street as Kirishima runs at him, his mask in one hand as his eyes almost bug out his skull. The phone in his hand thrust into his face, Bakugou fearing the worst and panicking until he realises it's you on the other end yelling at him.

"Katsuki, you idiot."

"I-"

He barely gets a chance to speak when you're keening in pain, his eyes widen as he starts running to the hospital... except goes the wrong way and has to turn around again.

"Motherfu-"

"I'm on the way. Don't have the baby without me."

"Yeah, lemme just cross my legs." A gasp as you whine in pain, he can hear his mum in the background soothing you and honestly, he can't get there quick enough.

He's barely stuck his head into the room when you throw something at him, ducking down and hearing it crash to the floor as he glances back to see a paper bowl lying there. He would laugh but his mum pats his shoulders as he walks by and the look on her face tells him that would be a bad, bad idea. Closing the door behind himself, he nods at the nurses who, at this point, know him all too well before sitting on the chair next to your bed. (Learning the first time that he needed to stay at your head, not down by your legs even though he had already seen every inch of you)

"This is all your fault!"

What?!

"Babe, listen. I-"

Hands held up in surrender, he's vaguely aware of all the nurses and midwives smirking while they tend to you. Your skin all flushed and shiny, you look tired and your brows are furrowed in that cute way he loves so much. Your legs are up in the stirrups you hate with a passion and you're chomping on ice like it's going out of style... but you're still the most beautiful person in the world.

"Katsuki! Get that look off your face. That look got me pregnant. No!"

"What look? I was just thinking about how gorgeous my wife is."

Eyes narrowed at him, you reach over to grab his hand for support when another contraction hits, grunting low and long as you feel the pressure work through your body. Your knuckles white as you squeeze his hand, he doesn't even bat an eyelid at the force you're putting on him just reaches across and tucks your hair back before kissing your knuckles.

"No more babies, Katsuki."

A chuckle as you open your eyes and try to glare at him, failing when he raises a brow.

"You said that the last two times as well, babe. I even have that on video."

Fuck.

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[ask-carmenpondiego]

Chapter 22: Ex Sex, Demon Blood, and Robot Limbs

The holidays came and went without much issue, took about a week for Carmen to adjust to walking again and even quicker to adjust to her new arms. M had holed himself back into his room for the most part, much to the teen siblings disappointment. They wanted to see how bad his jolly could get. But nonetheless his gifts were set by his door for him to collect. On HearthsWarming morning, the teens came down from their prepared rooms to find that the little humble decor that was previously put up had multiplied tenfold, the tree was almost overloaded with ornaments, a curved fortress wall of presents for every person in that HQ was sitting both under and around the tree, almost as high as the tree itself. Walls had boughs of holly, evergreen, ribbon and poinsettia flowers in a classic red green and gold motif. There were straw grass goats, menorahs, different species figurines caroling, candles of nearly every color that was specific to multiple different holidays. It was like every winter holiday exploded into a single room.

Blendin and Daring’s eyes went huge and their mouths were unable to shut for a very long time, they were so stunned. Carmen had gotten up early to start the massive amount of festive food and blinked as she sipped her coffee, leaning a little on Wally’s walking cane. “Well. That was expected. Looks like M couldnt contain it in his room this year.” The kids looked at her, “M DID THIS?!” Carmen nodded, sipping more coffee. “Mmhm. This is what I was warning you about. This is just the living room. See all this? Embody all this into a single person. Thats what he is dealing with. And he HATES it. Like a song you absolutely hate being stuck in your head only worse.”

Vasha and Drake came through the front door and stopped short, “M got loose? And we missed it??” 079 blipped up on the tv, which was decorated in tinsel garland much to the ai’s annoyance. “Yes, yes, the rude one spent all night like a cartoon whirlwind, I’m surprised no one woke up with the incessant caroling off key.” Soon everyone, other than M respectably, had seen the holiday explosion and marveled at the little personal details for each agent and family member. After a hefty breakfast of meats, waffles, pancakes, french toast and various danish and fruit, they all gathered for gifts. Predictably the kids got the majority of presents since it was their first winter season with family. “There no way we can bring all stuff this back to our dorms…” they both lamented. Asta shrugged, “Why not just split the stuff between here and there? Its not like you don’t have a place to stay right here. You can come and go as you please!” Blendin absolutely loved the idea while Daring was a little more apprehensive. She then noticed everything of hers had a gift receipt, to which Carmen nodded, “To show you that we didnt steal any gifts. I want you to trust us. Our honesty is one of our biggest gifts we have for you.” Daring smiled a bit, still torn. “Everything is so nice, and not just blindly given. All these things are all part of my interests..” she paused and it looked like she was looking for something to be mad about it all. But all she could muster was, “Well, I still think you’re up to something! Quit trying to prove me wrong!” And after muttering a sincere thank you, she proceeded to curl up on the sofa, getting a feel of her new phone and laptop complete with writing programs to make it easier to write and publish her works.

Lekir plopped a bow onto Carmen’s head and joking poked Wally, “Hey Stripes, Happy HearthsWarming, we upgraded your wife! With those augments from Sky and Sig, and the demon essence, she’s no longer a little squishy! She can actually take a hit now!” Carmen thought a moment. “So I got stronger, live longer, my appearance changed and I have fire powers. What about the new fangs and am I supposed to draw heat to make heat? Because I made something cold with one hand and something hot in the other earlier.”

Lekir raised an eyebrow and suddenly got onto the mare’s lap and started sticking her fingers into her muzzle to look at her teeth. “What do you mean cold? What fangs?" She looks closer into her mouth and quickly clasps her hands around her wife's snout, "FUCK! Okay... so good news and... not bad news!" Carmen blinks, confused, “Well you said I was only half demon now. What do you mean not ba- Ow…You mabe me bipe my tonge.. mmh, I hope I’m not venomous or poisonous. Because that would suck about now. Or am I a fire vampire?” Lekir baps her lightly and sits back down, debating about getting a chart and crayons.

“You’re not a fire vampire, you’re an idiot sandwich. But no, You don't inject anything... well you could but don't try it, you could possibly liquefy someone from the inside out or freeze them entirely while removing all the water in their body, essentially freeze drying them.” Carmen narrows her eyes, running her tongue over her teeth, “I dunno if I like that.” Lekir waves it off, “Its not really something you need to worry about, its more a conscious thing like you would need to choose to do it. So first off, don’t bite people. Ok, I told you about the pendant that had my brother's essence, right? My two brothers have different parents, but we each share one, I'll leave out all the details of that, that's not important!” She takes a deep breath and tries to figure out how to simply explain it. “So, back in Cador, my home world, Larquez is what we called a Harbinger. They are a being who has purified blood due to Ketsru blood, demon blood. Instead of it causing mixed bloods to create a lesser of the two parents like in your world, it instead enhances both or more to 100%, meaning you're 100% Jirvi, Ketsru, Vesk and... equine. None of your history is removed, just... more if itself. It's hard to explain, but the title should be a hint. You are much more than you ever were, and likely able to overwhelm me now... which means... WE CAN BE ROUGH WITH YOU!” Carmen squints her eyes suspiciously, “And you got all that from my hand being cold and hot and by looking at my new fangs?”

The Vesk shrugs, “If you were only part Jirvi, fire demon, you would not be able to switch from hot to cold. It would be just fire. And the fangs aren’t a Jirvi trait. But this does mean you can also shapeshift since you are a Cador Harbinger now.”

Carmen scratches her head, “I honestly dont think I’m Harbinger material.. I mean I probably wont use most of what you say I can do.. I’m just a little thief.”

Lekir wags her tail, “A little thief who can fight and win wars and not break when having the most intense sex of her life! I’m sure Ninoga and Kiros are gonna be thankful not to have to treat you like bone china anymore!” Carmen’s face got as red as her blouse, “I dont want to fight in wars or anything like that.. but the sex does sound pretty nice..” Daring exclaims out loud, “Omg! Can we NOT talk about my mom’s sex life?! Its fucking gross!! We are right here! We dont wanna hear about our parents fucking everyone under the sun! Right Blendin?!… Blendin?” Daring turns and sees her brother not even paying any attention as he had new headphones on and was fully engrossed in playing a new handheld video game.

Lekir snickers and pats Carmen on the thigh, “Don’t worry, you’re now able to survive the gravity and atmosphere of Cador, I can bring you there and there’s a few Harbingers there that can teach you how to control your new powers. We can go starting next month if you wish. Maybe take a few weeks off or something. I’ll get to show you around.” Wally grins, “Wow, that is a lot to kinda sink in. So she is technically a main character now, not just the odd one out! Like an anime!!” Blendin looks up, moving his headphones, “Someone say anime??” Daring just gives a slow turn look at him, “You heard THAT but not all the other stuff?!” He blinks, “What other stuff?”

After cleaning up the wrappings and ribbons, there was a modest feast complete with desserts, to which after was the mountain of dishes that took nearly three days to clean completely down to the last fork. Luckily by then all the leftovers were already devoured and enjoyed, the wine cellar had never looked as empty in quite a while.

Soon it was the middle of the first month of the new year, the kids went back to their dorms and M stumbled out of his room all haggard and hungover. The HQ had been cleared of holiday swag and was back to its normal decor for at least a week or two. He made his way to the kitchen to brew some deathwish coffee, black, no sugar, no cream. From in the very large walk in pantry, the entrance to the wine cellar glowed blue and Skyggja and Drake were hauling stacks of crates of different liquors and spirits on dollies, trying to replenish the inventory that was consumed over the holidays. “Hey its the sleeping snow angel, awake from its nap!” Drake chuckled as M leaned against the pantry door, his response was just a deep growly groan as he sipped the coffee. His somewhat tattered teal and blue insect wings twitched a bit but his tentacles were still tucked in, not shown. His long slender and brushlike tail swayed with slight growing annoyance as he watched more crates get stored.

“Where’s Red?” He grumped, Skyggja raising an eyebrow, holding a crate for a moment. “Well aren’t you your bright and festive self. This must be you normally from what I’ve heard. Carmen is upstairs with Sig, she wanted to discuss possible add-ons to her hands. I think she thinking about storing lock-picks or something in there. Which is really easy to do. We just need to make sure her new superpowers dont interfere with the system or components.” M scratched his head with one eye closed, “New Superpowers? I thought I heard something about her only having fire.. ain’t yer stuff fireproof or some shit?” Skyggja set down the crate and put her hands on her hips, “Didn’t anyone update you yet?” M grumbled, “Yer the first two souls I’ve seen since waking the fuck up. I haven’t even looked at the fuckin calendar yet.” His face showed how much of a hangover he had, even his cheeks had a tinge of queazy green. “Oh, well Lekir can fill you in with details but the shortcut version is that the essence made her more than fire but rather she won the lottery and got like three other bloods? Something confusing but she’s considered a Harbinger now and has new added strength and other things. Like you could slam a metal chair against her back and she’s just look at you, not budging.” M smacked his lips and sighed, looking into his drink. “Well la-dee-fuckin-dah. Looks like I’ll need to find a Vesk and do some fucking homework. As long as nothing fucking changed her into someone she’s not..Then I’d have a fuckin problem.”

Drake chuckled, “Oh, no, she’s her usual stubborn self, just dealing with a lot changes. Rightfully so. She says she’s taking it stride but I’ve heard her break down behind closed doors once or twice. Its gonna take a bit for her to get over what happened.” M hmmed in return and turned to walk away but paused and looked at the glowing doorway, taking a sip. “Hm. Maybe I’ll work on the C5 doorway later. We do have that interdimensional item transporter just sitting in the mech lab. I bet I can access the fuckin multiverse if I connect the ley doors and Chronoskimmer to it.” He muttered. Skyggja stacked more crates, just about finished, “Just make sure you run it past me, I don’t want any funny business running through the system. I don’t need that goofy ass Dogma Metatron digital wanna-be nagging me for something I had no clue about!” M waved his hand, “Yeh, yeh..” and proceeded to talk a walk outside by the perimeter.

He strolled the beach and stood watching the waves for a few moments before he noticed a small boat that was dragged ashore. Looks like its been there possibly an hour with how the tide was currently. His gaze wandered up towards the gardens and saw a small moving patch of electric blue hair. Cracking his neck, he magically sent (a power that he called shadowing to summon or send away items from a short distance) his cup back to the kitchen with a small puff of toxic green flame and smoke and straightened his half open button down shirt, tucking it into his pants. He silently made his way to the intruder. An extremely slender dark balance changeling female, same body color and tail shape as M, but her hair was that electric fiberoptic looking blue hair in a half shaved/ shoulder length droopy mohawk style that he had seen from the beach and her eyes, segmented and gradient like his, only in red and yellow. She was crouching behind the bushes, taking account of the security cameras. Deciding to mess with her, he crouches down near her, rubbing his chin and whispers, “Do you think they’ll notice us?” Her long ears perked up as her eyes grew wide, whipping her head towards him. It took her a minute before squealing with delight, “Oh em gee!! Skaedfryd!! I didn’t know you were here! Were you assigned here too?! We can work together!!” She flung herself at him hard, tackling him and planting her lips upon his. He pushed her off his lips and leaned up on his elbows as she stayed straddling his hips. He wiped his muzzle with his sleeve.

Assigned? What was her game? M recognized the changeling as his ex from 200 or so years back. “Uh, yeh, I’ve been posted here for a while. Why are you here?” She flitted her little red and orange wings, shimmying her shoulders, “I got hired by this big shot no name contractor to put a hit on the red lady in there! Who hired you?” His ears dipped back as he narrowed his eyes, dropping the playful act, “I was hired by the red lady in there. I’m part of her fuckin security.” She shimmied again, grinding her hips, “Oh so a secret inside hit job then? You were always the best cause of death in our generation~” she practically moaned at him. She ran her fingers over his chest, slipping into his shirt, licking her lips. He sighed in annoyance and dropped his head back. “No, you fucking dumb bitch. I mean I am literally her protector. I don’t kill. I found something better to put my talents toward.”

This was news to her and her mood switched on a dime, “So you mean to tell me this cunty unicorn basically pussy-whipped you into submission? What the actual fuck? You were so sexy back when you were covered in blood, pieces of corpse littering the ground, your claws ripping through muscle and sinew like a hot knife through butter~” she got sidetracked again and started to grind again. She stopped and looked down, “Why arent you getting hard?” He growled, “Because I dont fucking like you, you annoy the piss outta me and I want you to get off of me.” Its not like he couldn’t just toss her, but he gave her a chance to move on her own. She leans forward, brushing some hair behind her ear, moaning, “Thats not what you said two hundred years ago~ As I recall, you used my horns like handle bars to bend my back in such a twisted way~ Ooohm, makes me wet just remembering!~” His eyes glowed as he picked her up with his tentacles and got to his feet, dusting himself off. She, on the other-hand, seemed to be in near orgasm just by the thought of being handled by tentacles. “For fuck sakes, get a fuckin hold of yerself!” He simply tossed her into a bush and shuddered. “Crazy ass bitch, get off our island and report back to yer boss that you failed. Fuck, you’re so fuckin one track minded. I’m goin back to work. Fuck this shit.”

She watched him stalk away but then hurried after him, she had shifted from her navy blue catsuit, to a baby blue pleated short skirt, a low cut light purple crop tank top and baby pink leg warmers and light green fishnet elbow length fingerless gloves. She whipped a vine around his ankles and swept him off his feet so he dangled upside down face to face to her, her smile to his grimace. “See? I turned that frowny frown upside down! We should totally sixty-nine like this sometime~” M nods, “Oh sure, how about the Tuesday after never, which is a week after Fuck off!” She laughed “You’re so funny! Now come on, you can tell me all the little details on this little chicky’s weaknesses~ I need to hurry and get this job done so I can do my nails. They’re gonna look sooo good around your cock… and scratching down your back as you take me, mmmhf!~” she squirmed as she stood in front of him, he was still upside down and quickly losing patience. He had learned to be extra cautious of his actions during his hangover, he had a bad habit of overreacting greatly. Things that normally make him quickly explode now brings him to a slow rumbling boil before going all out.

“So yer saying that you need a good fucking, right? You want me to rail you till you cant walk right for weeks, fill you up with my juices and make you my little sex pet, is that it?” He softened his tone to a low sexual growl, making her legs tremble just from listening to him. “Oooh fuck yes!!” She begged, letting him down to stand on his own. He caressed the back of her neck with surprising gentleness with his hand, the other sliding around the small of her back. He twisted her so she had her back to him as he pressed against her, his hand almost cupping her chin upwards as the other explored her front, his muzzle kissing and nipping her neck hungrily as she practically melted in his grasp. She writhed and moaned, he stroked her nethers just barely. She couldnt see his eyes but they were twitching in disgust. His hand wanted to recoil from feeling how drenched she was.

He removed his hands and grasped hers together behind her back, shadowing a pair of Carmen’s handcuffs and locking them in place before pushing her to the ground, face down, ass up. “Oohhh fuck! If I known you were going to be this kinky, I would have brought toys!! Aaahhhnnn~” she wriggled her ass as he got close behind her, he could feel her grinding, he reached and grabbed her hair and pulled her head back, “I always knew you were such a bad girl. You really want me to stick it deep, dont you? You want to feel every single inch…” she cried out and begged, her body already trembling in wanton anticipation. “Oh god yes!! Give it to me!!” He straightened up and shadowed Lekir’s spear into his grip and thrust it into her back by her shoulders and pushed it all the way through deep into the ground. The changeling mare screeched and her two vines whipped out by her wings, trying to attack him. Effortlessly, he catches both and pulls them taught, using a large folded pocketknife to slice them off by the base. She writhed and attempted to reach the spear but the way he had her positioned and bound, she didnt have proper movement nor leverage strength to rescue herself. “What the FUCK?! That shit is cold like ice!! Let me up! Skaedfryd!! I’m gonna kill you for this!!”

She, like M, was not so easily disposed or destroyed by a simple spear to the body. For good measure, he hammered the end a little bit to make sure it didnt move. He picked up the severed now-wilted vines and wiped his face with his sleeve, groaning. “Maybe now you’ll take the hint and fuckin leave.” He got halfway the path when Lekir starts coming towards him, “Where is it, bug boy? I know you took my spear! And Carmen’s cuffs. Only you have this green flamey smoky magic. I’ll have you know I was in the middle of- is that..? what is doing over there?” He looked over his shoulder at the struggling ex and shrugged. “I needed it for gardening, ya know, just doing some trimming, getting rid of some pesky horny weeds.” He tosses the vines into the compost heap and puts the knife back into his pocket.

The Vesk narrowed her eyes and looked at M’s supposed victim. “Right. Gardening.. well, you seem busy, I’ll leave you to… whatever that is. By the way, you got a bit of something there..” she gestured to a sizable wet spot on the front of his pants. “FOR FUCK SAKE I JUST WASHED THESE! YOU DAMN HORNY ASS BITCH!” He stormed off towards the HQ, “Whatever, you deal with her, put her inside an iceberg to sink the titanic for all I care. God damn stupid crazy ass bitch…” Lekir just observed the struggling ex for a moment before joining him inside the mansion, ignoring the stream of obscenities.

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[sebyplays2]

/ polyamorous-elevenv2 here! so u did have a bad time, so I decided to try to work something for u. like part of the collab. I didn't start it, bc I asked if u have any idea for the prompt for that collab but u never responded. but well, anyway, let's start.

It wasn't anything unusual. Max was spending a lot of time lately with Lucas and El. It was normal. El was her best friend, and Lucas was her boyfriend. It was okay. They hang out a lot as a trio, they went to the movies, on ice creams, they even taught El the beautiful art of judging people together!

But today, well, today was different.

Last night, the trio of them decided to go to Lucas' house because it was still bright outside, even though rain was raining like crazy. They ended up on his couch, choosing one of the videotapes Lucas had in his home, and decided to watch it. It started with comedy movie, then they switched to horror one, and at the end they have chosen... romance, yeah. But it was funny. Characters were straight up dumb, but El was loving it, looking at the screen with bright eyes, making both Max and Lucas smile.

And Max didn't want to think about it then, but... it wasn't an 'El is such a silly friend' smile. No. It was a 'she's so cute, isn't she?' smile, that smile that usually is directed at people you love. Not friends. And she knew that Lucas loves her, stars know that she knows it, but-

No. Nope, not now. That's not a problem right now.

Max's problem right now is that she is in need of peeing.

Why won't she just go?

Because the night before, after watching a romance movie, they switched to some boring drama and,,, well,,, next thing Max know is waking up squished between El and Lucas' torsos.

The fuck is she supposed to do right now, and why her cheeks are so hot!?

/ your turn <3

woah… thats unexpected… i thought we will do lumax finds out about El bad habits (the one i message you) but nvm that i mean this one is sooo GOOD… idk umh okay. sorry here is my part😅

max is now stuck with this idiots who she love… like- her mind is saying get up you need to go and pee but her brain say stay because can you survive the guilt leaving them or waking them up? fv*k no right.

she ended up sitting there and hot faced while getting squish by her boyfriend and her gurl bestfriend who she think is more than that.

While shes like that trying to hold her gladbladder, the two moved to their left side making Max have some space and go to the bathroom… Max got confused and kinda sad because they moved she wanted to stay but she couldnt hold it anymore so she rushed to bathroom and after that she go back to the couch we're her two idiots sleeping.

its morning and she woke up having all the couch by herself with soft pillows in her head and a blanket on top of her. she wonder where Lucas and El, she than smell something heavinly coming from the kitchen she got up and goes to the kitchen, finding Lucas cooking and El helping him.

El and Lucas notice Max standing quietly at the corner, El called Max and greet her good morning while smilling cutely, Max feel her heartbeat getting faster, she smiled and also greet El. Lucas also greeted her and Max also greet him to, she sat next El and they start to chat, after 5 minutes the food is ready Lucas already handing them their food for El she have; chicken and waffle and a milk, for Max she have a pancakes,bacons and a coffee and for him he have ham and chess omelete and orange juice.

while he handle their plates he kissed Max forehead and said morning my love. Max blush and look like red as a tomato. The three sat and eat their breakfast that Lucas made.

Max never felt so loved in her life not until she met this two sunshine in her life... she will do anything just to see their cute and heavenly smile.

your turn @polyamorous-elevenv2 😊

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[thekinkyleopard]

A Shifter’s Tale

Remi x Levi Lore

A Live Roleplay Transcript Series

Pt. 4

⚠️CONTENT WARNING⚠️

This part has a lot of potentially triggering themes such as Substance Abuse, Addiction, and Mental Illness. Please be aware before reading the following material. 🫶🏻

Author’s Notes: Oh my god, okay I know, it took a while to get this update out, our bad. One week was really slow cause Geezie needed to code their toyhouse profile. Then this whole car accident thing happened, so mentally I’ve been fighting a damn war, but we finally have a substantial update for you guys 🥳 I have no idea if any of you are reading this, if you are, we truly appreciate and love that you guys even care about our silly little dudes. As always, Art and Remi by @aller-geez ! Expect there to be several updates, I tried to shorten these posts down, so they don’t look so intimidating, easier to digest. 🥴

Description: Two shifters on the run cross paths, how will they conquer their inner demons, self doubt and misery in order to work together to achieve their dreams? What will become of the snow leopard and the black wolf?

Geezie: Remi stood there, stunned for a second at the thought that he might be a good big brother to Meeko as he had no idea if she was even alive at this point. It had been 2 weeks since he last saw her red hair, or lime green eyes, and he wondered often if he ever would again. It was his job to make sure she got home from that party.. But the wolf had a date with the China White it had taken him days to finally score, and he was out of commission until two days following. She could be anywhere by now. Quite possibly even tossed like garbage into a ditch somewhere.. Remi inhaled sharply, before clearing his throat quickly to try to disguise the sound, “uh, Yeah definitely! Let’s get going.” The wolf scrambled to get back to the conversation as he had lost a few seconds of time in the middle, but he was quickly able to rebound, shoving thoughts of Meeko back down where they belonged. He made sure to keep up with the leopard bounding quickly next to him in excitement as they fluttered through each store. Eventually, they approached the door of the pizzeria, Remi’s sensitive nose couldnt help but sniff the air gently multiple times, his mouth already salivating. It had been so long since he had pizza.. In one smooth motion, the large man reached out and pulled open the door before Levi had a chance to pause, and smiled at him. “After you~” He chimed towards the leopard, following him inside while never letting go of the other’s hand, even if it meant he had to be dragged in a single file line through the door before they were able to make it into the crowded lobby of the business. The tantalizing scent of pizza sauce, dough, and cheese made his stomach growl loudly in protest before he had time to respond. With a sheepish grin on his face, he didn’t even have to look at the menu to know what he wanted. “Mmmmm… Meat lovers..” His green eyes almost had a glaze over them as he stood next to the other, his sharp nose could clearly be seen twitching as he continued to process every smell that assaulted his senses. His whole body trembled very slightly, almost unnoticeable if you weren’t really paying attention, or in Levi’s case, was holding on to him, as Remi vibrated with hunger, his head swimming with thoughts of bacon, ham, pepperoni, and sausage, covered in cheese. Quickly, his head snapped towards Levi again. “Uh, unless you have something else in mind?” The wolf asked, slightly embarrassed how stuck in his selfish ways he was.

Kezzi: Levi began to scan the menu and as Remi’s answer rang into his ears he nodded swiftly and spoke up. “Oh yeah totally! I love Meat lovers!” He chirped happily before he then added “we could get some donuts too for dessert?” He was already salivating himself. Was the food terrible for you? Yes. However, it didn’t make it less delicious somehow. They ordered their pizza and sweets to go, chatting softly as they waited for their food to be done. “You know, I can’t tell you the last time I had pizza,” Levi chuckled sheepishly as he tapped his feet together. “I’ve been cooking for myself for years now, I rarely stop to get something made, it’s nice,” his eyes slanting closed as he beamed brightly up at the wolf. Suddenly with the smell of cooking meat he found himself lost in a memory, one of few he had forgotten. Him and his siblings enjoying a slice of pizza together in mom’s first apartment. Didn’t have furniture so they just sat on the floor. Erin would make silly faces at them, which would cause Levi and Connor to burst into a giggle fit. Snapping himself out of it, he realized how much he missed them. With the amount of money they made, it may be easier for Levi to track them down. Not long before their order was up and they retrieved it, heading back to the van now, hopping inside, food and shopping bags in tow. “Let’s get this party started!” The leopard shouted from the passenger seat.

Geezie: Quickly excited by the thought of sweets as well, the wolf beamed back at the other. “Ugh, I would kill a man for some donuts..” he laughed, before continuing. “Well tonight’s a night to treat yourself. You deserve it for everything you do.” His smile was bright and sincere. After they had received their food, and made it back to the van, Remi balanced the bags and the large pizza in one hand to yank the side door open again, before ducking inside and sliding into the drivers seat. The keys were fished from his pocket, and stuffed once again into the ignition. Remi’s vibrating had not stopped since being inside the pizzeria, and the keys even jingled audibly in his hand as he held them. “Sorry, I gotta eat at least one bite or I think I’m going to physically pass away..” the wolf chuckled at himself, opening the box in his hand and taking out a large slice, before taking a huge bite out of it; The one bite he took was easily half of it. Instantly his vibrating stopped, and his face melted to one of bliss. “Mmmmmmm….” He hummed happily through chewing, before swallowing. “Fuck that’s good..” Swiftly consuming the rest of the piece before shifting the top closed and placing the closed box on the floor behind him where it was secure. The wolf wasted no time plugging his phone into the aux before the van was even on. Ethel roared to life with one turn of the key, and Luminary by Guardin began to fill the vehicle, causing Remi to smile brightly, bouncing his head to the song as he put it in gear. As he drove, he mouthed the lyrics silently, clearly knowing every note like the back of his hand, until he couldn’t help it anymore. “You're the calm after the storm, And if you're cold I'll keep you warm, Just trust in me and how we form together in the sheets, We tangle tight and then I swore I asked you..” he sang softly, his voice barely audible between the loud stereo. “Have you ever had a night like this before? We're just walking but it feels like so much more!” His voice picked up as the song continued, his eyes never leaving the road as he tapped the steering wheel with his large hands.

Kezzi: Once they were inside the van, Levi got comfortable and buckled himself in with the dusty, and slightly hard to slack, belt. Once it clicked he perked up hearing the man speak. “Understandable, get into it,” the cat laughed carelessly as he watched closely. His eyes mesmerized the ways his muscles flexed, lifting the slice, and watching his jaw flex to open, it was so simple but in that moment Levi couldn’t help but think how beautiful the man is. Silently watching while Remi devoured a slice, the cat himself feeling hungry, but not so much he couldn’t wait. Once Remi had finished up, and replaced the box where it lay now, Levi lowered his window by half. Ethel roared to life and music started pouring through the speakers, the cat suddenly felt like he was in another life. How had his course changed so drastically? It was insane how numbing loneliness can be, and now that he was no longer stewing in it, he felt free. He closed his eyes and listened carefully to Remi’s voice, though it was low, his feline hearing could pick up the quiet melody coming from his mouth with ease. As they drove back, Levi enjoyed the feeling of the breeze wildly whipping his hair about, hitting his vape every few minutes. It didn’t take too much longer for them to pull up to the parking lot and next to Maybelle. Levi clapped his hands together, unclicking his belt, and quickly started gathering their bags before the van was fully parked. The second it was, Levi hopped out of the van and lifted his shopping bag covered hands into the air. “Mission accomplished! Let’s get fucked uuuup!” Shouting playfully, a few of the local visitors lifting their own drinks and cheering out softly in the distance. The leopard giggled before turning to the bus, unlocking it and stepping inside to drop off the goods. Uninterested in putting anything away, or sorting, he grabbed the 24 pack of White claw and ripped it open, taking one out and popping the tab. “Holidaaaaay~” he sipped a large portion down before swallowing loudly with a burp. “Celebraaaaate~” he sang the famous Madonna lyrics before stumbling back out of the bus to be face to face with Remi. “HOLIDAAAAY~” he sang yelled with goofy glee, raising his claw to the sky.

Geezie: The wolf was right behind Levi as he exited the van with the food in tow, laughing deeply at the other's enthusiasm that just flowed from his small body. “I couldn’t agree more.” Remi smiled at the leopard as he returned, he set the food down on one of Levi's outdoor tables, and then reached into one of the bags that he carried, to pull out a large bottle of Whiskey. The wolf didn’t ever really drink beer, as his shifter metabolism just usually destroyed the alcohol in his system too quickly, and he was preparing to get trashy in front of his roommate. He also made sure to grab the new pack of cigarettes from the liquor store that sat at the bottom of the bag, putting them on the arm of one of the chairs outside and taking out the last cigarette from his old pack to put it to his lips. The bottle in his hand was fresh off the shelf warm, and looked way too large for the wolf to finish by himself, yet he clutched the neck of the gallon bottle in one hand while lighting the cigarette in his mouth with the other. Taking that first drag and holding it between two fingers to exhale the smoke upwards and out of the other's face, he grinned. His large hands made quick work of the packaging on the top of the bottle, and opened it, the strong smell of alcohol stinging his sensitive nose and making him wince slightly. Reaching out with the now open bottle expectantly, his grin was wide across his face. “Cheers, for a big money blow job that landed us here? And to you for being so damn good with your mouth,” Remi laughed playfully, nudging the full open bottle a little closer to Levi now, and raising his eyebrows in a joking, yet still serious manor.

Kezzi: Levi grinned ear to ear as they cheered their respected containers of alcohol. Chugging what was left in his can. “Yeah…I still can’t believe it! The insanity of an overnight sensation….imagine a full session…” he bit his lower lip teasingly and winked. Noticing now that the wolf was slightly peer pressuring him into the liquor, but he decided it wouldn’t hurt. Normally Levi stayed away from hard liquor, it was typically a gateway for other things, bad things and bad things tended to lead him to pain. However, he was feeling amazing, cloud nine. There was nothing that could stop him from feeling like he could conquer anything with the wolf by his side. “So with $3k in tips and $205k from the new subs…we each cash out $104k before taxes…” grabbing the container of whiskey, he shot back a generous amount, considerably a double shot. Pulling his lips off the bottle, he winced, his whole body shuddered and he handed it back to the wolf now. “Dear god…” shuttering once more at the intensity of the alcohol. It was borderline terrible..how was the other man seriously drinking this? “How the hell do you drink that swill?” Shaking his head and lapping his tongue against his lips dramatically.

Geezie: After the loud ‘tink’ of their containers, the bottle was quickly lifted to his lips, and he took a good swig off of the liquid, his face never changing as he swallowed besides to smirk at the smaller man as he spoke. “Well hey, you know where to find me if you ever need any more help with that~” Remi snickered, waiting for the smaller male to take his drink. When it was handed back, he couldnt help but laugh warmly at the face Levi was making. ‘God, he’s so fucking adorable” the wolf thought to himself, even as the leopard's freckled face was twisted in disgust. Zoning out for a second while he thought, he lifted the glass back to his lips again. This time, he chugged large amounts of the whiskey, the bubbles from the liquid displacing inside the bottle at a fast rate until he took it away from his mouth; the suction from his lips making an audible popping sound, causing him to crash back to reality. Noticing the other had asked him a question that he hadnt paid attention to, he got that same confused look on his face that just looked at home on his features, and cocked his head very slightly to one side. “Hm? What?” Remi asked, blinking his bright eyes back at Levi. The wolf’s metabolism already began to break down the alcohol, and his body started to feel light and loose, his vision getting a soft glaze over it.

Kezzi: Walking to grab himself a 3rd white claw he snickered at Remi’s flirtatious comment, cracking open his can he swallowed another half in just a few seconds. Pulling it back with a ‘ahh~’ “Oh….I will~” he responded seductively before taking a seat in one of the loungers beside Remi. He could already feel the liquor hitting him like a sack of bricks, and the added barley beverage didn’t slow it down any. After noticing his question going unanswered the leopard couldn’t help but laugh a bit. “I saaaaaid how do you drink this swill?“ he repeated himself as he grinned brightly without reserve, their shining bright eyes connecting together as the sun slowly started to touch the horizon. Levi stood up again and grabbed his phone, he decided it needed to be a party. “Up! Come on, up!” The leopard chanted playing ‘Bad Things’ by Noah Davis, his body throwing hips, side to side in a slow but sensual way. “I put your name on my bucket list…right after getting lit, with Oprah down in Cancun~” the leopard wrapped his lanky arms around the other’s very tall shoulders as he sang with a velvety tone, on key and a surprisingly well harmony. “Cause I’ve got a special little place, I’m savin, just, for us~” slowly letting go to turn around, his back flush up against the other, still swishing and swaying his hips back and forth. He felt as the alcohol started to burn through his brain and lowering his inhibitions. “You wrote the book on being bad so Imma study up…..” and suddenly when the beat dropped, Levi did too, before coming back up in a half bent position to rub his ass against the wolf’s groin. “I wanna do bad…BAD…bad…BAD THINGS TO YOU~ Cuff ya hands to the bed, BED, bed, BED, have my way with you~” standing again, he whipped his hair and body around to face Remi again, hands sliding down his chest as the cat dipped once again, drunken glossy eyes making contact with hazy emeralds. “If you don’t break a sweat, you’re not doing it right, I’m the nightmare that you want when you turn off that lights, I wanna do bad,” he grabbed Remi’s shirt in fistfuls, pushing their bodies together now, faces just inches together. “Bad thiiiiings to you~” his voice softer at the finish of the chorus as the heat of being so close caused him to pause, snagging the lit smoke from the other’s mouth, putting it into his own and taking a long drag, still inches apart as he blew the smoke out through the side.

Geezie: Remi blinked his radioactive green eyes once at Levi, then the open bottle in his hand, then up at Levi again. “You think THIS is gross? It’s not even bad!” He laughed warmly, taking another hefty drink before replacing the cap for the first time, and resting the bottle down not so gently on the table beside him. The wolf’s eyes had a clear drunken glaze over them now as music started filling the space around the two, and he was almost too quick to stand up, his footing sliding under him a little as he did. All he could do was give the same sultry smirk at the leopard as he ground his ass into him, his breath already catching in his throat. That little leopard better watch himself.. He was going to stir up something in Remi that the wolf wouldn’t be able to control one of these times.. Now face to face with him again, Remi couldn’t help but bite the corner of his lip to hold himself together, the force of his bite clear as two small blood drops rose to the surface under his sharp teeth. “You know, you’re really gonna get yourself in trouble here soon..” the growl that came from his throat had a new level of intensity, and his eyes almost seemed like there was LED bulbs inside his eyesockets. Remi fought hard to not fly off of the deep end already, but he had been pushed way passed the point restraint over the past few days with the leopard. “For someone with a whole lot more to loose..” the wolf raised his eyebrows towards Levi now, insinuating about Levi’s virginity. “You sure are skating a thin line..” Remi’s lips were pressed against the side of the others face as he spoke, lust dripping off the words like acid, and one large hand snaked up the leopards torso to quickly wrap around his small throat in a V shape. The hand around Levi’s throat gave him extra leverage to grind the already hard cock at the surface of his pants against the leopard now.

Kezzi: He couldn’t help but return with a laugh as the other downed his booze. As they joined together, bodies close, Levi still swinging his hips slowly back and forth, his eyes lidded, half from lust, half from being past drunk at this point. “Maybe I like danger…” he whispered back at the other, biting his lower lip as the hand came to grip his throat, his breath hitched and caught, his lower lip made home between two rows of teeth. The scent of the wolf’s pheromones wafted gracefully under his nose, inhaling once, deeply. The cat rolled back ocean blues, before he bucked up against the other’s motions, turning his own head finding his lips at Remi’s ear now he whispered, with a hot passion and said, “is it really a loss…if I give it to you?” Smirking mischievously, as he knew the other could feel his own excited growth happening down below, gasping for control as their fronts glided against each other. Remi was making it so difficult for the cat to pull away, Levi could die here and be satisfied. Messily, they ground against each other, swaying and teasing with intention to the beat of the music. Levi knew there would be no turning back. He pushed himself closer into Remi, causing the wolf to slightly stumble back, unfortunately, with there being a chair behind him, and his grip still being tight against the cat, they both went tumbling to the ground from losing their footing. “Oh!” The leopard cried out as he landed on top of the wolf, he couldn’t help but let out an embarrassed but still joyful laugh at the position they found themselves in. “I suppose that wasn’t too sexy…” his face painted bright pink as he gently pulled himself off Remi, standing and offering a hand to help him up.

Geezie: The wolf could hear his heartbeat pounding in his ears, his grip tightening as his inhibitions dissipate from the alcohol and pure lust. The same intense growl came from his throat again. “You’re just lucky I didn’t TAKE it..” As much as Remi wished it wasn’t so, he had to use every bit of control he had within himself to not just ravage the smaller one right where they stood, whether the leopard was ready or not.. Suddenly he felt his balance faltering and he fell back with Levi on top of him, his tailbone hitting the dirt forcefully as he fell, but he couldn’t help but burst out in laughter. “You’re always sexy, shut up.” The wolf smirked, and took Levi’s hand with a soft thud, before coming to his feet again, still a little off with his footing. In an instant, Remi’s face changed to one of pondering, his eyebrows knitted together as he thought. If he could just get to his bag and take it to the bathroom with him, he could bang some heroin in his arm… he could REALLY feel Levi in a completely different way.. but just the thought crossing his mind of lying to his roommate made him feel guilty. Wait, guilt? That’s not in Remi’s repertoire of emotions until the leopard entered his life.. Standing there lost in thought, the large man must have looked out of place for a moment before he returned to reality, big blue eyes locked on him. A light pink blush dusted his tanned cheeks as he prepared himself to possibly ruin everything he built right here.. for something so stupid.. but he couldn’t help it. “Hey, uh, I really hate to ask cause it’s the WORST possible time..” Remi rubbed his neck, embarrassed. “But uh.. how mad would you be if I did some.. H.. right now? I can totally go in the bathroom or something so you don’t have to see..” Remi looked away quickly, not wanting to see the other’s expression to his question.

Kezzi: As they let out their giggles and calmed, Levi did in-fact notice the way Remi seemed to check out the moment he stood up. His mind hazy, all he could think about still was how badly he wanted this man to pile drive him into the mattress of his bus. Shaking off his own thoughts of lust, he looked at the other curiously as he spoke. He scoffed a bit, finding it rather cute, and charming the way the wolf approached the topic. It was endearing how thoughtful and cautious he was around the leopard. Normally people treated him like a doormat, so being treated with genuine respect was new and also, incredibly charming. He was feeling so good….you know….he had never tried heroin before…he was curious. If he felt this good now…how much better could he feel if he tried it? It’s not like he hasn’t done acid, or E since being sober, he smokes weed. How badly could Heroin be? Genuinely curious. It’s not like pills and heroin are the same thing right? There’s also not that big of a chance he would lose control again! No! He was grown up! 4 years sober! He had morals and values now! It took the leopard a second to answer, standing with a drunken haze. “You know what…I’m an experimental person…would it be weird for you if I said you can do it right out here if you, let me try some?” Raising a sheepish thin brown his eyes sparkled, he stepped closer to Remi, trying to spark the idea as more fun, than awkward. “I’ve always been curious and…You know…I’ve heard the sex is….incredible…” lingering on the last few syllables of that word, his eyes slowly trailed down the other’s chest and body before creeping back up, he bit his lower lip, hoping he wouldn’t receive judgement but slightly excited to hear his response.

Geezie: Remi’s eyebrows nearly shot off his face at the question, those gorgeous blue eyes staring up at him. He instantly got a tight pressure in his chest as he thought about it, and it took a huge breath to rid himself of the feeling. “Uh.. what about your sobriety?” The wolf turned back to look at him slowly, tracing up and down the leopard's whole body with his eyes before meeting them again. The hopefulness in Levi's eyes, and just the way his lips pursed together, how every freckle on his face looked like it was put there deliberately by the gods in just the right place.. He was right.. The sex was AMAZING, and it probably would be easier for the smaller man to lose his virginity since Remi knew he was not small by any means.. And shit, it’ll just be this one time.. Maybe even after this bag, Levi could help him get clean? A large sigh broke his thought, and he smiled down gently at Levi now. “Fine.. But only on two conditions..” The way he spoke was gentle, but still firm. “One,” one long finger extended in front of him. “You gotta let me do it for you for your first time.. I don’t need you dying on me..” He laughed gently, but not because he found humor in it at all, and lifted his middle finger to meet the other. “Two. It’s not going to be a regular thing if I’m around.. I don’t need you looking like me..” he now lifted his arms slightly front of him to highlight the many many scars of old track marks that littered his skin. “That okay with you?”

Kezzi: Staring at the other hungrily, up and down as he spoke, he nodded excitedly. “It’s been 4 years and I’ve experimented other ways too…I don’t think it’ll be any harm…” he was confident in himself, maybe too confident with the liquor in his veins. There is a very distinct difference between Oxy and Heroin…Heroin is better. Richer. Stronger. However, Levi wasn’t aware of any concerns, all he wanted was freedom and to be rolling in ecstasy with the larger male. He watched the way the other’s finger pointed out seriously to make his statement known, Levi nodded again. “I can agree to those terms! I appreciate you doing it for me actually…I’d probably just embarrass myself,” being light with the subject as he cracked a joke. He looked around and he grabbed Remi’s hand, gently, beaming up at him now with bright ocean blues. “Come on then!” Practically dragging the larger back into the bus with him. Levi immediately jumped onto the bed standing on his knees, he clapped his hands together. “I am SO excited!” That probably should be Remi’s first red flag, however the mix of alcohol, the rushed emotions of sexual desire, responsibilities were out the window.

Geezie: A defeated sigh quietly left the wolf’s mouth, although he couldn’t say he wasn’t looking forward to the sex afterward, he still wasn’t super thrilled to be the reason this small man did something as addictive as heroin for the first time. He followed close behind Levi into the bus, making a B line for his bag that sat in the corner, already his body screamed at him how badly he wanted what was in his bag now that it was brought up. As he unzipped the second biggest pocket, his fingers were trembling with the zipper, his vision already split in two from the half gallon of alcohol in his system. A green opaque pencil box was fished from the very bottom, one that had clearly seen way too much use for a 28 year old, and as Remi opened it, one of the four prepackaged syringes threatened to fall out although it was attached to the others by the packaging. The rest of the box was filled to the brim with a worn spoon, a length of surgical tubing, a handful of cotton balls, single use alcohol wipes, and a tiny travel sized shampoo bottle that was filled with distilled water. Looking back at Levi now, Remi blinked a few times forcefully to will his vision to return to just one of everything, before he spoke. “I’m gonna do yours first while I’m more… sober… ish..” He laughed softly before sitting on the bed next to the excited leopard, and setting the box next to him. Pulling a tiny baggie from the box, the white powder at the bottom of the bag resembled coke, but a thick smell of vinegar rose from it that made the wolf wince for a second. Recovering quickly, he opened the small bag gently, the sides of the bag looking like they had been pulled open very frequently. “You’re in luck.. I saved the very last two doses of my good shit.” Turning to Levi for a second, he smiled brightly, and returned to the task at hand. The wolf took the spoon from its home in his box, and dumped 3/4ths onto the spoon, knowing not to give a first timer nearly as much as someone who did it regularly. “Go lay down for a second, and get comfortable.. you’re gonna need to let it settle before you try and get up again after..” Remi instructed as he turned back to Levi again.

Kezzi: Watching with careful, calculated eyes on how Remi was prepping and setting up for their new treat. Levi’s heart racing a million miles per minute, the addict in him bursting through the cage he was once locked up in and he instantly followed Remi’s instruction. He crawled to his side of the bed and scooted himself in nice and comfortable to the bed, he wasn’t exactly sure, but had a slight idea. He turned his arms up to expose the side where all his veins would be located. “Do you want my arms like this?“ Asking sincerely, but still blushing as he exposed his nature of having no idea what he was getting into. It didn’t matter though, everything with the man beside him was an amazing experience. Levi was feeling euphoric, over the moon as they dove into this path head first.

Geezie: Looking back very briefly just out of the corners of his eyes, Remi nodded. “Yeah, just like that..” He smiled gently, returning to the spoon in front of him. Reaching back to the box behind him, his fingers fumbled with the shampoo bottle of water to take it out and pop open the little cap on the top. With scientist precision, he very carefully the wolf dripped water onto the power, until the spoon was filled about half way, the water now slightly cloudy as the two substances combined. Grabbing the zippo from the box now, he lit it expertly, and put the flame directly under the spoon. Within seconds, the powder inside began to melt into the water, disappearing almost instantly, and the lighter was removed again to be replaced into the box behind him carefully. Spoon still completely balancedl in his hand, a small piece of cotton ball and one of the new packaged syringes was pulled out. Despite the wolf’s addictions, he wasn’t stupid enough to share needles and usually had his own. Gripping the corner of the package with his teeth, he pulled very carefully to unwrap it, and spit out the packaging beside him. Now holding the syringe with his free hand, Remi bit the cap off to expose the fresh needle, and began to gently stir the liquid in the spoon that didn’t even tremble, even though the rest of his body vibrated knowing he was preparing a hit that wasn’t going into his system… He had gotten past the guilt of the situation, as his addict brain had taken over completely. He was very gentle placing the cotton into the center of the spoon and placed the center of the syringe tip into it. With one motion, he drew all of the cloudy liquid into it, placing the spoon on top of his box carefully. Now, holding the syringe with the needle up, he grabbed an alcohol wipe along with the tubing, leaving his box now empty. “You’re sure you want to do this? You’re ready?” Remi asked, needed the small bit of clarification before continuing any further, and in 2 strides was at the side of the bed kneeling beside it. It was clear he was avoiding Levi’s eyes, but he just fiddled with the tubing in his hand.

Kezzi: Levi’s eyes narrowed as he watched Remi take great care in prepping. The very pungent smells circled underneath his nostrils and his body began to tremble. It had been so long since he had really done anything, acid, shrooms even though he could do those without issue, it had been a while. However, this was H and it was much different than anything else he was used to. Very sure of himself, he smiled at Remi flashing his teeth, baby blues sparkling brightly with anticipation and excitement. Not even at the least bit nervous. “Absolutely certain,” he nodded to give the other proper confirmation. He wanted to feel good, better than good. His drunken mind slurring with possibilities of how the substance would feel, he wanted to know already. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes, as he wasn’t the biggest fan of needles. Ironic when he has piercings. However, it was the truth. A smile still on his face, he kept blue orbs shut and waited patiently for Remi to give him his dose.

Geezie: A small smile tugged his mouth now as his bright green eyes twinkled back at Levi, and he took the other's small wrist in his own and tucked the tubing under his arm. “Okay then… prepare for the craziest rush of your life..” Remi smiled, his words slightly slurring from the alcohol running through him. As the tubing was wrapped and tied tightly around the leopard's ivory skin, the wolf’s eyes studied the syringe in his hand thoroughly and he brought it up to his face to look at it in the light. His slender fingers came up to flick the side, and he pushed the plunger in just slightly so a tiny bit of the cloudy substance dripped down the side. “Okay make a fist for me a couple times?” The wolf asked gently, holding Levi’s arm up as he looked for the bright blue vein under the skin that he needed. After the leopard did as he was told, the tourniquet caused the vein in the center of his arm to blow up, easily found. Ripping open one of the wipes with his teeth again, Remi quickly wiped off the skin to sterilize it, before looking up at Levi one last time. “Okay.. I’m gonna shoot it in you in three..” Hands that had obviously done the action more than they could count guided Levi’s arm closer, “two..” he hovered the syringe at a 60 degree angle to Levi’s swollen vein. “one..” Quickly, but still as gentle as he could be considering how drunk he actually was, Remi pierced the skin with the fresh needle about a half inch. The thumb on the plunger pulled back, and the once clear liquid was full of dark red blood that made Remi smirk, “buckle up..” he breathed, untying the tubing around his arm and pushing the plunger in completely to empty the contents into the smaller male's body. Remi didn’t waste too much time removing the needle and setting it to the side, bright green eyes carefully watching over Levi to make sure he was okay during the intense rush of euphoria that nearly knocked the wind out of you and made you orgasm at the same time.

Kezzi: Levi did exactly the wolf said to, flexing his fist as instructed for him and watching as his vein popped forward. A bead of sweat dripped from the side of Levi’s head, brain fuzzier than he started this journey as the alcohol seeped further. He popped open his cerulean blues and looked only at the man beside him to avoid watching the needle disappear into his skin. He felt it slowly prick his flesh and he let out a soft labored gasp. Suddenly, it was over and it took a few seconds before it immediately felt like Levi was hit in the face with the first feeling of true happiness he had ever felt, it took him all the way back to childhood, before the mess before everything, just like the pills….his body slumped, relaxed into the bed as bright ocean eyes dimmed, lidded and slowly slid back. “Holy……..fuck…..” and it all came back to him, that feeling, the one he gave up on so long ago, back to caress him, dragging its soft presence over every surface of his skin, his arms covered in goosebumps as his head slumped backward. He sat in this feeling, of floating like he was no longer grounded to this plane of existence. Every worry, every bad thought, every bad day, lonely moment, gone as he was nothing but bliss now. Levi took in every feeling, every breath, slowly, his palms turned flat to the bed and softly rubbed at the material under him as he relished in this feeling, awaiting for the older of the two to join him.

Geezie: Remi smiled in the most genuine way, knowing full well what an absolute rush doing H for the first time was and how it seemed to make everything melt away. “That’s it..” he breathed softly, rubbing the pad of his thumb over Levi’s hand as he stood now, a careful green eye remaining on Levi. The wolf wasted no time setting up his own dose, the rest of the bag going onto his spoon, and when he had everything drawn up into the syringe, his lanky body stumbled towards the bed that Levi laid, completely in his own world. The wolf slid in to the empty spot on the bed beside the other, swiping the plastic tubing from where it sat next to them and tying it tightly around his muscular forearm and pulling the knot tight with his teeth. Clearly experienced, he tapped around the veins that bulged from his arm to find the most elastic one, and when he had located it, the needle was inserted and he checked that he was for sure in a vein before forcing the plunger down and removing the tourniquet. A full body chill ran through him as the familiar euphoria crashed over him, his large body crumbling slowly into the bed. His arms had gotten so heavy he could barely remove the now empty syringe that stuck out of his arm as he laid there. Eyes slightly rolling back in his head, he could barely manage to look Levi in the face, but once he did, the smile that took over his whole face was something that could only be seen there if the wolf was HIGH. “You okay?” His deep voice echoed softly, the words he spoke being drawn out with the slur that he couldn’t help.

Kezzi: The world around Levi slowed, stopped. Everything was gone, he could only hear the faint sounds of Remi setting up and injecting. As well as the insanely loud sound of his heart beating, slowly. Everything was slow, still, but peaceful. It took him awhile but his baby blues very gently slid open again to look over at the melting wolf. “I feel……so fucking good…..” his words were softer, quieter than normal. He did, it was like being on Oxy but 10x better and stronger. It was like stepping into your home after an insanely long day at work. The feeling held him close like an old friend come to visit, why did he give this up, again? His addict brain in full effect, unable to distinguish logic between impulse. A place he hasn’t been in so long, and finally he’s home. The usually speedy, bouncy leopard, a completely still and silent creature now. His soft pale hand slowly crept over to touch Remi’s thigh, resting there and ever so gently his thumb rubbed the fabric of his pants. “Does everything feel this awesome?” He asked with a breathy, light headed chuckle. Between the alcohol and the heroin, Levi was fully seated in first class to feeling unstoppable. Nothing bothered him. No echoing sound of his disappointed mother in the back of his mind. No rushing anxiety about finding his siblings. Just peace. Just love. Just happiness. His hazy eyes looked deeply into Remi’s and he smiled, so sweetly, as if he was looking at a masterpiece, which to him he was. “You’re incredibly beautiful…” he uttered past his glossy lips.

Geezie: The sight of the other male in such pleasure, without experiencing any of the not so great side effects that the wolf had his first time; Remi couldn’t help but accept the intense waves of happiness that rolled over him. His eyes half closed, but the smile still plastered on his face, he took a slow deep breath in through his nose and out through his mouth, melting further into the bed they shared. “Im glad you’re enjoying yourself..” the wolf mumbled softly, willing his eyes to open more so he could gaze over at Levi, his emerald orbs glowing brightly despite how intoxicated he was. Feeling the leopard's hand gently touch his thigh, one large hand was placed gently on top of it, the pure warmth of his skin completely covering the other’s small one. “Literally everything..” Remi repeated Levi’s breathy chuckle, almost like his lungs wouldn’t fill with enough oxygen to produce a full laugh. He was almost stunned by the other’s compliment, if his body would move fast enough to do so, but the only response it could give was a tight squeeze of his hand, followed by his thumb rubbing small circles on the back of the freckled ivory skin. “Who, me?” The wolf finally asked rather playfully for someone who couldn’t even fully sit up yet, the LED lights in his skull disappearing every few seconds as he blinked slowly.

Kezzi: Unable to do much else, Levi laughed through his nose once more, squeezing the hand back that was on top of the wolf’s thigh. “Yes you….silly,” he felt confident, amazing, like he could fight someone….if he wasn’t also forever glued to where he was at. However, As much as his body screamed to stay nuzzled and tucked into bed, Levi, at the slowest pace he’s ever moved, scooted just a few inches more, and leaned his face forward. Hesitating at first, looking past deepened green orbs for a hint of rejection. When he could find nothing but sparkling pleasure hiding behind them, he closed the gap between them, their noses brushing softly past each other as their lips connected. It was a simple kiss, a peck really. However, it was all the leopard wanted to do the moment he laid eyes on Remi’s handsome face. And by god, the wolf was right. Everything felt good. Even that minuscule kiss, it caused his body to ache for more. It was as if a bomb went off inside him, the electricity between the two, he had never felt behind anyone else’s lips. Maybe it was the drugs, maybe the liquor, but something about that simple kiss made Levi feel like, in that moment, he’d found everything he had been searching for. Disconnecting, and slightly flushed across his cheeks, he made sure to still stay just within a few inches away from the other’s face. Feeling Remi’s slightly labored and hot breath against his face still. His head was dizzy now, hazed by the passion behind such a mild action, it was like everything was intensified, but he was still slightly unsure if his advances were wanted at a time like this. “Sorry…I have just…been dying to do that for….like….a minute now…” apologizing for his sudden rush of courage, still really unable to form a coherent thought properly, but managing his best. He could surely get used to this feeling, maybe a bit too quickly he was settling in to call this feeling home, but it was so comforting. All he wanted to do was spend all his time feeling like this with his new object of desire and affection.

Geezie: Whatever sharpness the wolf had left in his expression disappeared as their lips met. He felt like he was flying from such a brief moment of intimacy, and when the leopard pulled away ever so slightly, Remi felt like he would do anything to just live in that feeling. By that time, he could slowly feel the strength returning to his muscles as the drug he’d grown such a tolerance to evened out in his system. “Hey, hey… Don’t apologize..” His large shoulders leaned in to allow him to press his surprisingly soft lips against Levi’s again, and he could almost see the sparks flying off of them as he did. Raising a warm hand to the other’s freckled cheek, he cupped the smaller man’s face as he kissed him, pure passion flowing freely from Remi. He couldn’t help himself; being here, now, with this perfect man that stumbled into his life when he couldnt have needed him more. The wolf couldnt stop himself from furthering the kiss, his long fingers sliding effortlessly into the messy white strands of hair that fell across the pillow under him. After what seemed like forever, he finally pulled away very slowly, although his hand didn’t move from its position in Levi’s hair. When he could finally open his eyes again, His bright green orbs had glassed over with emotion that was clearly visible. “I really wouldn’t want to be here with anyone else..” He breathed gently, a voice that was specifically reserved for the leopard in front of him, and no one else. It was warm, inviting, and the sound the resonated in your ears made you feel like there wasn’t anything in the world you couldnt do. “Thank you again.. for everything..” Remi flashed a very soft smile, his white teeth still somehow glinting in the dimmed lights of the bus they laid in.

Kezzi: It was almost an instant relief to hear assurance from the large man beside him, and in the instant their lips met once more, Levi had never truly felt more wanted. His hands slid through the top of Remi’s shoulders, tangling together behind the larger. Their lips sliding and dancing together caused a hungry desire to build up within the leopard. Pushing his body subconsciously further into the handsome man. As if an explosion was going to go off inside his chest, his heart raced, cheeks flushed and when they pulled away, he almost felt light headed from passion, but it was more accurately the drugs….right? There’s no way this much passion has lived inside of them both, undiscovered until this very moment in time. The words of the wolf ringing in his ears like a heavenly chorus of Hallelujah. What was this feeling? The one that consumed him everytime he looked into bright glowing emeralds, everytime a single palm rest upon his skin. Levi has never been able to place, love? Is that what this is turning into? No…no. Levi couldn’t let his hopes turn high, there was a but, somewhere in this scenario. However, he wasn’t going to let that stop him from indulging in whatever this soul had to offer him. “There’s nothing to thank…” feeling extremely vulnerable “I think….the universe brought you to me…and…” blushing brighter, his eyes turning to the side as he whispered, scared to speak it, scared to jinx it. “It’s probably the best gift it has…ever…given me,” eyes crossing back over to gaze deeply into those same Emeralds. “So…I think…the best way to really thank me…is to stay..okay?” Biting his lower lip, taking a moment to be selfish for once in his small life, his ocean blues scanning the other’s soft features in the dim atmosphere of Levi’s twinkling lights. A hand coming back from the other’s shoulder to brush just a few stray strands of raven hair out of the way, as so he could get a full view of the wolf’s tired but glowing face.

Geezie: Remi felt his soul nearly leave his body, his chest filling with warmth as their eyes stayed locked for what seemed like an eternity. Was the leopard feeling this crazy electricity, or was it all in his head? He couldn’t place another moment in his 28 years of life that he felt so comfortable, so alive, so… safe.. like nothing could ever touch them as long as they were together, here in this RV. Time felt like it all but stood still, and his heart stood fast like a hard lump in his throat. “In that case..” The lime colored glow in the wolf’s eyes seemed to dance around his irises like a flame. “I think I’ll spend the rest of my life trying to thank you..” His voice was soft, matching the rest of his demeanor. It wasn’t a sight that most people ever witnessed from the large man, much less to this capacity, but even if he tried to muster all of the negativity within him, it would never be directed towards Levi. He was.. special somehow. He was the first person in the world that didn’t just take one look at Remi and his attitude and completely steer clear of him, much less take the time to invite him in, or get to know him. As much as he tried to deny it, Remi was complex. But Levi saw into his heart and really understood him. Without even a second thought, the wolf’s lips crashed back against the other’s, almost as desperate as if the leopard was his only source of oxygen. But in that moment, he was. Remi’s strong arms came to wrap around the others small body, the force of his grab easily pulling him closer to his chest.

Kezzi: Levi was sure his heart was about to leap out from the center of his throat and embarrassingly infront of the other, but it didn’t. It stayed there, thumping rhythmically as he could feel his stomach float within him. ‘The…rest of his life?’ The sheer thought had him wanting to do backflips, but he kept it cool, not that he had a choice. The H still pumping heavily within his veins. The leopard could feel soft tears welling at the corner’s of his ceruleans and almost completely lost himself in emotions. Between the horse and the booze, the cat felt especially vulnerable, and for once, that was okay. For once , someone like Remi saw into his heart for who he is, not what he has to offer. This would change the entire trajectory of Levi’s existence…could he? Could he really..have a family? Before this whole feeling consumed him, as they stared passionately back at one another, their lips met in a feverish kiss, as if they’d float away from where they lay if their lips were to detach. With desire, the leopard grabs fistfuls of the man’s shirt, pulling them into each other, legs slowly entangling around the other’s, his lips moved with feverish need. It all felt too good, every nerve ending stung with a thousand watts of electricity, this was the true substance in this scenario. Content to take part in each and every day they lived. What could stop them now? As the pressure rose, and their bodies collided, Levi slowly slipped from their entanglement, slid a leg over and was now promptly sitting within the taller’s lap. Without much to hide the fact of their growing arousal, the room suddenly felt very hot. Never once disconnecting their kiss, his arms quick as they wrapped themselves around Remi’s neck, pushing himself once more back in. So this…is what home feels like.

To be Continued…

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[keistalkin]

Dear universe, cut me some slack, please. hear me out.

i have always stuck to my guns that i was queer. in the patriarchal, homophobic society i was born and raised in, they never believed me -- not when i have a daughter and had all my major relationships with cis/bi but male-expressing men.

the only reason that i didnt have a serious wlw relationship is that the women i fell for couldnt come through and fight for me. eventually, they preferred to stay hidden, staying mysteriously single or take up with clueless male partners.

i resented it deeply -- their choice. i thought it meant that i was not worthy. that i was not worth the social backlash of entering into a same-sex relationship. i thought maybe it was because i also got attracted only to female-expressing queer women. after all, in this country where trans men and women get the major share of vitriol, "femmes" like me had the option to disappear into normativity.

so in 2021 when i fell deeply and irretrievably for a what they call "soft butch" (I'd rather say androgynous but more people use the former), i was confused and a bit terrified. it was the first time for me to feel strongly for a "butch" type, though many of that type have pursued me before. i was even a bit repelled upon seeing her for the first time (pandemic forced us into an online-only interaction for a year) -- oh my! no way, i liked my feminine curves and kikay sapphos. but despite this, i only fell for her more deeply. her SOGIE paled in comparison to her inherent luminescence - her heart and soul were too beautiful to me. and i knew, though restrained and constrained, she was drawn to me too. however, as the months passed, it became more certain that i can only love her from afar. even if i was in loving poly relationships, she was in a loving and long-term mono relationship. the usual. the story of my life.

poly people are often envied for having the "freedom" to love more than one person. but, being minority, it stands to reason that we will fall for mono people. people who cannot be with us. people who cannot choose us. because they only got one choice. because they would rather choose that choice. why? coz they cannot imagine the idea of not "owning" their partners. not even if i would propose that i spend equal time with my partners. that my love for one does not diminish my love for another. that each of them is unique and beautiful and worthy of love. it is too much. just too much.

it used to be okay. i just nursed my wounds and bounced back, never mind scars that never healed. i could never blame them for not choosing me. but now, i am asking for a concession from the universe. is this really my lot? either grant me a fighting chance or take away this feeling please.

my rejection trauma rears its ugly head every time i am with her. i alternate between affection and affected disdain. i have blocked her in all channels except for two accounts that i cannot close due to work requirements. i cannot even bring myself to touch her, even in situations when social conventions allow it. i cannot look at her for more than a few seconds at a time. i try to hide away from her gaze because while i bask in those few seconds where her eyes search out mine, i have to look away in case i see pity or something else that i dont want to see. you see, she says she doesnt want to hurt me. this is one of the reasons why i love her. her kindness ensures that her love language is service. she doesnt want to do me a disservice. she doesnt want to be unfair to me and her partner. the irony is that mono people would tear their hair out in rage to hear this. but this is an attractive quality to polys. We always respect each of our partners and show our love and support to them equitably.

so what happens now, dear universe? several times, she and i have told each other we must stay away, must not express or show affection of any kind. i have tried not speaking or even glancing at her in shared spaces. i am now trying to block communication channels to stop my expressive drunken self from telling her that i miss her. but i know, i know for sure, that if and when she meets my eyes, i will fall for her all over again.

she knows she is breaking my heart. her beautiful, altruistic self hurts for me. i want to tell her i am okay, and yes i do tell her that when she asks. she wishes for my happiness. and yes, i do find happiness in other places, things, people. i dont feel jealous or resentful at all about her partner, who is expectedly as awesome as her (awesome attracts awesome, obviously). my partners do not feel jealous of her too. but, bless her mono heart, she cannot fully grasp these complexities of being poly...yet.

yet. yes yes yes. i hold on to the 'yet'. i must be mad. but what else can i do? i dont think i can unlove her. it would be like unbreathing a breath.

[whenthegodswillit]

Choose Your Fighter

(screenshots from @rhaaclaws !)

#apex legends #apex #apex bloodhound #bloodhound #icarus speaks #this idea got stuck in my head while i was at work and i COULDNT REST UNTIL I MADE IT REAL #if u want me to remove the @ or anything rhaa let me know !

[amazingphilza]

twitchcon :: cc!multiple x reader

fluff , platonic , gender neutral ! some mcyt headcanons if you were to attend twitchcon w them

cc’s included in order: tommyinnit , tubbo , ranboo , wilbur soot , philza , technoblade

cw: kinda lengthy for the minors (i think), not as much for the hags LMAO /hj

tommyinnit

this man is so excited to be at his first twitchcon & being able to hang out with all his best friends makes it a hundred times better

when he isn’t at a panel or doing meet & greets, he’s dragging you everywhere to see the whole convention center (clingyinnit)

he is just so at awe despite this not being his first convention to attend

you’d be surprised he gets tired pretty quickly & stops over to the partner lounge

you both rest for a bit against a wall in a pretty packed hallway despite it being an exclusive area to twitch partners

every time a famous streamer walks by he will yell it out and record it then vlog your reaction, even if they’re surrounded with bodyguards & trying to get to another place quickly

he’d zoom in his camera to their face at a horrible angle and be like

“oh my god it is THE ninja. ninja famous fortnite player, HELLO.”

but he gets completely ignored

then the camera pans out to you, still really zoomed in that the capture is blurry

“ninjainnit?”

“EH?”

tommy is so confused, forgetting the bit ninja did on his twitter where he renamed himself ‘ninjainnit’ for a split second

okay tommy isn’t that athletic but he will chase you and the rest of your group down a hallway if he had to

he’d probably find a toy gun from the artist alley/seller booths and shoot you and wilbur with it

but if tommy stumbles across any of the dream team, it’s about to be minecraft manhunt but irl

and he will def play his stream music while walking or smth when he’s bored (or trying to jump dream & sapnap)

** DO DO DO DO MANHUNT MUSIC **

oh my god,, now thinking about it he’s probably the one to open like random doors of empty rooms and steal stuff while you film him

like he will take a random empty glass, a bunch of pens, a freebie t-shirt, everything he sees he takes with him and you’re just panic

“tommy we’re literally not supposed to be here, and i’m stuck here filming you. it’s surely a felony in action”

“well, it’s their fault for leaving the doors open! plus this is great content. who’s the dirty crime boy now, HM?”

you’d tell wilbur about this and he’d scold tommy and threaten him with the same pen tommy stole

tommy probably would also drag you some weird event happening outside twitchcon along with tubbo and ranboo

“pokimane is giving out free pizza to everyone if we go to this one restaurant down the street!”

“we are literally gonna get bombarded. have you forgot you’re like three of twitch’s top streamers? i’d rather pay for all of our meals than try getting free pizza from pokimane against all her other fans”

“DEAL! let’s go to five guys then!”

you unfortunately end up paying for all 3 of their meals and picking on their food instead of buying your own

even with all of them making way more money than you, they still happen to be cheapskates

OR tommy will end up getting a burrito from a taco truck, immediately making a mess of himself, then proceed to complain how messy the food is to eat despite knowing what he was getting himself into before even ordering

“shit my clothes are all ruined now!”

“well that’s your fault you got a burrito, as if it’s your first time having one”

“i mean the food is good, i’m not complaining about that but i don’t think it’s that good that it’s worth costing my red and white shirt, im just saying”

tubbo

same with tommy, he is so excited

i don’t know why but i imagine him overpacking his suitcase and you making fun of him for it

anyway tubbo has his irl backpack on and streaming EVERYTHING

probably spends a lot of time at a bunch of different booths, checking out all the pointless gadgets he could buy for his stream

you’re the one to stop him from doing so

“TUBBO IT’S LITERALLY OVER TEN THOUSAND DOLLARS, STOP. DONT GET IT.”

“WHY NOT?? IT WILL BE COOL FOR MY STREAM AND I WILL USE IT EVERYDAY”

“okay theoretically speaking, how the hell are you going to even bring it home? which—let me remind you—is across the country for you and not to mention the giant ocean separating america and the uk”

“free ship-pang!!!”

“i hate to break it to you tubbo but there is no way you can get free shipping on a FIVE FOOT PC. it’s nearly as tall as you! what are you even gonna do on it, hack the government???”

the arguments are all lighthearted but eventually you give in and let him splurge over a thousand dollars in different devices he claimed he “needed”

i could honestly see him visiting the beaches in san diego and going for a swim or even renting out a boat to use for a bit :D

also he’d bring benson along with him and taking a bunch of scenic photos with it in them

i have a feeling he’s the type to schedule a spontaneous meet & greet because he was bored & gets in trouble for causing a mob in a certain part of the convention

he’s like “oh god, i did not expect this many of the bois to show up AHAHAH oops”

tubbo would def pull a lilypichu and bring his melodica or ukulele and play themes while following random people/cosplayers

at the end of the day, you’d find his bag just stuffed with crap he either got for free or bought in the convention

“how did you get all that stuff? i was with you all day??? and it’s only the first day of the convention, hello?? it looks like you’ve been collecting as if twitchcon has went on for a week already!”

“HA i have my ways, do not underestimate my powers”

lani would probably tag along for the vacation honestly

like whenever someone comes up to her giving her gifts/asking for pics, you and tubbo would tease her about how famous she is

and i dunno but something about tubbo just gives me this amusement park energy and going to legoland and spending the whole day there since it’s near by and because he can

ranboo

he is like a beacon in a sea of people, that’s it .

i honestly just see him causing as much chaos as the other two

ranboo would probably like take someone’s camera whether if they’re streaming or if it’s for the vlog, hold it up high, and point the camera directly above someone’s face

it did not matter how tall you were and if you had platform shoes on, ranboo was a skyscraper next to you

“HAHAH this is how i see you from this height, this is funny”

then he shows you the vid of the recording of him getting like an aerial view of your face

like you see your nose and all your pores and just overall a bad angle to be captured in

“OH GOD RANBOO DELETE THAT, ITS HORRIFIC”

i dunno why but i feel like he’d jump scare every person that was cosplaying as his minecraft character from behind for some reason

“BOO!”

“ranboo i’m not even remotely dressed as your skin—”

“don’t worry i’m practicing it’s fineee”

“you’re like the height of 2 people combined, i think you will be fine as is. you even intimidated the security at the front”

i feel like if he had his own panel he’d like pull up some undertale song in the middle of it and scare all the people in the crowd

“lore but in real life”

probably would get some matching keepsake with you from artist alley/the booths!

i could imagine like a cute keychain or smth :D

i feel like he’s the type to like randomly volunteer as a participant for those mini events in a booth thinking it would be funny but regrets it the moment he’s on stage

after introductions the presenter is like “okay ranboo, you will be given a random meme prompt above your head you won’t be able to see until after and you will have to make a random face to compliment it!”

and you can just tell by his facial expression he’s just thinking

oh god what have i gotten myself into

what is this game? who came up with this idea?

you’d laugh at him the whole time, even after he’s off the stage and finished with that small fiasco

“that was horrible. never again.”

“AHAHAH IT LOOKED SO AWKWARD YOU DID GREAT”

“I CROSSED MY EYES AND PUFFED MY CHEEKS BECAUSE I COULDNT THINK OF ANY OTHER FACIAL EXPRESSION. THE PROMPT ENDING UP BEING ‘WHEN TWITTER CANCELS YOU FOR USING PLASTIC STRAWS.’ AND WHEN I SAW WHAT IT WAS—LITERALLY WHAT KIND OF GAME–”

“I GOT PICTURES AND EVERYTHING ITS PERFECT AHAHAHAH”

wilbur soot

honestly with wilbur it’s slightly more chill

he already experienced twitchcon before so he’s just glad to see his friends again after so long

insists that you explore the convention yourself rather than sticking with him the whole time but you do anyway!

wilbur would probably have like a mini concert and gets you front row seats with the rest of the group

but that doesn’t mean before it that you’re not helping him set up

“y/n please– my amp is so heavy, i can carry it”

“don’t worry! i’m strong” :D

and musically talented or not, he will probably bring you and the rest of his friends up to stage to just vibe and sing a bunch of random acoustic songs

it’s not like some big concert hall stage,, i imagine more like a casual thing w a slightly higher platform from the ground yk?

after spending a long day at the convention he’d also bring everyone across the city to la jolla or smth !

you’d all probably have dinner there and chill, watching the pretty sunset

“this place is really pretty but oh my god im gonna lose my breath hiking up this stupid hill, please slow down”

and wilbur is like ??? because he’s completely fine with his long legs and everything

“just walk faster”

“no, you walk slower”

AHAHAH and for context traversing through la jolla by walking around the town is a bit hard since it’s basically on a bunch of hills (walking up from the beach to a restaurant actually is actually sm work, trust me ive been there)

wilbur honestly doesn’t spend that much time in the actual convention center, he’s probably sightseeing a bit of san diego with you instead

but i could imagine him staying at the tabletop games area playing dnd or smth

“c’mon y/n, come join!”

“uhh i’m not sure, i’m not the best at roleplay and...”

“it’s fine don’t worry!”

he’d pull you in with him and end up enjoying yourself even if it was your first time

and if you’re of age, you’d be wilbur’s +1 at the twitch partner party and make sure mans doesn’t too drunk

if it’s not too late in the night, you two would chill at the beach after the party

it’s just a nice, calming moment after all the loud music mixed with hundreds of conversations at the party

also something about like taking polaroids pictures with wilbur just seems to go hand in hand for me

i’m not sure why but you will be taking lots of pics with wilbur for sure (not necessarily you both in the photo, but of sceneries as well while you’re together!)

philza

literally a dad on vacation with his children, it doesn’t matter how old you are

need sunscreen? surprisingly has it

want a snack? probably has a small granola bar somewhere in his bag

but same with wilbur, he’s more chill like this isn’t his first time at twitchcon

omg he’d def bring you to the artist alley and just buy a bunch of fanart and stuff tho

“oh wow look phil, someone made a giant poster of the dream smp and shit!”

“holy shit that’s so good what the fuck!”

and he’s like rushing to that artist’s stall to buy a poster or print

idk why but phil seems like the person to know where he’s going all over the convention center

he probably had a copy of the directory map but yk

you just have trouble reading it bc all the signs seem to be misleading to you

nothing really crazy screams out to me of what phil would do at twitchcon besides like go to a few events, spend a bunch of time w his friends, etc

HOWEVER i could see him wasting a lot of his time at the gaming area and testing new games that are currently on the works of being developed

like “woah y/n, this vr game is sick, you should try it out!”

ngl i feel like phil would plan a visit to disneyland for everyone, like he gets the tickets and everything but once you’re at the park it’s free reign, y’all go everywhere with not much of a plan

the minors would try to cheap out phil and pay less than the others even though everyone else fully paid phil back and everything LMAO

ok but if he’s feeling nice, phil will buy everyone cotton candy/pretzels :D

and if you’re not hungry, he’d at least get you a mickey balloon

HE WILL HAVE MATCHING MICKEY EARS WITH MUMZA YES .

ALSO STAYING FOR THE FIREWORKS THOUGH OMG

just in general, best idea phil had for taking everyone to disneyland :D

technoblade

surprisingly techno is really calm despite this being like one of his first conventions

but when he finally settles in and gets comfortable, he’s showing the same energy

if you’re playfully yelling, he will yell back

however there’s still those awkward moments that are unavoidable

idk why but something about him makes me think that if you feel tired and want to go back to your hotel room, he’d go with you just to make sure you get there safe

he probably also needs a break from being around everyone else for a moment too LMAO

i could also see him searching far and wide in the artist alley for fanart of himself AHAHAH

walking around with him in the convention consists of someone yelling “BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD” every 5 minutes but you don’t really mind

something about him makes me think he’ll be forced into playing minecraft twitch rivals along with the rest of sbi or smth

and he’s like “oh god, i’m going to be on stage? and people will see my face while i play minecraft?”

“i’m sure it will be fun!”

“i mean i like being competitive and feeding my ego, but i’m not that desperate.. well”

do i imagine techno getting easily tired of being surrounded by a bunch of people and just going back to his hotel room with phil and watching some anime with him? yes

and will you watch even if you have no idea what’s going on? also yes

i feel like after a while of you guys hanging out in techno’s room, the rest of the gang will just slowly join you guys

like eventually everyone is there; you, techno, phil, wilbur, niki, tommy, tubbo, ranboo, etc

and techno is like “wha– where did you guys come from?” because his room is basically packed

and niki could be like “oh we can go if you want!”

then techno just insists that she’s fine “but who let the child get in?” clearly implying tommy’s presence

“OI!!”

eventually techno gives in with the company and someone gets a bunch of board games to play from the front desk

lots of yelling and laughing for sure

when it becomes late at night, techno is like half conscious, you’re on your phone, wilbur is staring out the window & enjoying the night view, tommy is passed out on the couch from tiredness, tubbo & ranboo is still wide awake quietly talking, and phil & niki are helping clean up the giant mess

eventually everyone brings themselves to go back to their own room except tommy who won’t budge

you give techno a look and he immediately understands what you were thinking

he rushes to the bathroom to fill up two cups with ice cold water and handed one to you

“on three?”

“okay.. one”

“two”

“three!”

then both of you pour the water on the poor child’s face

he jolts awake and saying a string of curses

“what the fuck techno? y/n too?”

“get out” is the only think techno says that before tommy rushes out with his stuff and you leave right after

a/n: i honestly can’t wait until conventions open up again though,, phil and ranboo were talking about vidcon earlier and omg.

also i kinda want to take in tommy requests but i’m not sure??? it would be both cc! and c! x gn!reader for sure tho. i love writing him to bits but who knows, maybe i’ll only stick to my ideas,, or not. send in a tommy x reader request, might do it, might not, but he’s my fav cc if you can’t tell so! :D (i dunno if i will keep it strictly platonic, but unrequited crushes and stuff are fun to write hehe,,)

edit: let’s hope i fixed all the grammar mistakes LMAO we love writing late at night :) /s /hj

#tommyinnit #tubbo #ranboo #wilbur soot #technoblade #philza #dream smp #sbi #dsmp #mcyt #dream smp imagines #dream smp x reader #dream smp x you #dream smp x y/n #dream smp headcannon #sbi imagine #sbi x reader #sbi headcanons #mcyt imagine #mcyt x reader #mcyt x you #mcyt x y/n #mcyt headcanons

[obsessive-ego]

Just come on in, dont even knock

Y/n walks in on beej jerking off

Nsft

Musical beetlejuice x reader

Just a small thing I've been thinking about forever

...

"Its been awhile hasnt it~" the demon purred to himself, here the born dead bastard was laying on your bed, half naked, pants and boxers thrown aside, jacket shoved off, tie loosened, looking like a mess and practically glowing pink.

Beetlejuice has taken the opportunity of you slipping out to do boring living people things, to tend to his own personal needs.

In his hand was a freshly worn pair of black silk panties, the crotch of the garment was pressed oh so gently to the demon's nose, he growls with the intake of your scent.

"I bet you taste as good as you smell babes~"

His striped tongue gives an experimental lick, which he was pleasantly surprised by the result.

In the ghoul's other hand was his painfully hard cock, already leaking with precum, you drove the ghoul absolutely wild, hes been dying all day for an opportunity to 'fix' the little problem you stuck him with, how dare you turn him on so easily, laughing at his jokes, making him food, treating him with kindness, you were the hottest tease he ever encountered. God slash satan he wanted you, but would you believe him if he said the L word? No, he had to wait for you to say it, beetlejuice KNEW you liked him, he also knew you were a coward and shy, though it DID have a charm to it. But until the day you confess your undying love for him, beetlejuice decided he could satisfy his craving for you his own way.

The demon takes another inhale of your sent before groaning as he goes back to stroking himself, the idea of you pressing your clothed sex against his face while you stroke him was all he could think about. How your wet panties would be muffling his moans, at that thought beetlejuice instinctively shoved the garment in his mouth, as if to recreate the sensation, letting out a soft whine as drool now dribbles down his chin.

He could imagine all the sweet things youd be saying as you tended to his cock, you were always so sweet to him, the kindness in your voice always got him going down there, not that you knew.

He could hear you now

'Does that feel good?' 'You're so big' 'I cant wait to feel you inside of me'

His hips jump at that last thought, another muffled whine escapes his gagged mouth.

As much as beej wanted to take his time and enjoy himself to the fullest he didnt exactly know, how long you'll be out, it wasnt like you were going to work, you could be home anytime, but that was the thrill wasnt it?

His head now lulled back, eyes closed, as if to focus on his image of you, his hands begin to speed up their lazy pace.

The taste of you on his tongue, the memories of every nice thing you've ever said to him, the image of you now riding his cock, after you shoved your panties in his mouth, this little fantasy wasn't gonna last long, he was getting so close.

Beetlejuice muffled and groan around the gag, cursing and praising how good you felt and how good you are to him.

"Fuck y/n I'm gonna full you up so good-"

...

Coming home from the pharmacy, you drop your bags on the couch, you pause for a second, normally beetlejuice greets you the second you come home, you shrug and think nothing of it.

Until you hear a ruckus down the hall, you groan, he was messing around with your stuff again wasnt he, you huff and head to your room.

Without a second thought you swing the door open, all you could hear as you approached the room was unintelligible mumbles. But you scream at what you see, and so does the culprit.

"Beetlejuice I told you, stay out of my- WHAT THE FUCK!?" You shriek at seeing the demon in question jerking off on your bed

Though your scream made him blow his load, he immediately sits up and tries to cover himself, trying to muffle out some sort of excuse, pink fading from his hair, now being replaced with deep purples and blues

"I am so sorry, I didnt see any, I swear, i, um I should have knocked" you babbled as you quickly run off leaving the demon confused more then anything, you werent gonna scream at him? Banish him? Join in? He sat there for a moment trying to process what happened, taking the soaked panties out of his mouth, staring at the doorway where you once stood.

After a few minutes he has a small chuckle, that was you wasnt it? Shy little y/n, you see a creepy dead guy stroking the snake in your bed and you apologize, getting up from the bed, beetlejuice snaps his fingers redressing himself and cleaning up the mess he made.

He makes his way to you, to push his luck.

There you were sitting on the couch, face in your hands probably dying of embarrassment.

"Hey" he greets

Nothing

"You enjoy the show?" He jokes

Still nothing, the ghoul frowns, purple taking over his form, he gently sits down next to you.

"I promise to wash the sheets if you just say something" he pleads

"...please find a different place to do that" you mumble in your hands, clearly dying of embarrassment, but he'll take it

"No problem sugar, I'll wait for a personal invitation to unload in your bed" he laughs, thankful you didnt banish him, beetlejuice gives you a hug, feeling your body freeze at the contact, he didnt really blame you, as he squeezed you he thanked anyone and everyone who could hear his prayers.

Bonus

Once you over came your embarrassment,  you made sure to watch beetlejuice put the sheets in the wash, and show him how to run the machine, and again with the dryer, as the dryer rumbled he chuckled "bet it would feel real good to sit on top if it huh babes?" Hed nudge you, you only have him an awkward smile.

You werent exactly mad at him, just a tad upset, it was a violation of your trust, though beetlejuice was practically on his hands and knees begging you to forgive him, saying your bed is the most comfortable place in the house ect, and how he'll make it up to you, anything you want, now he's stuck on chore duty.

But as you lay in bed that night, alone, beetlejuice took the couch as punishment, you couldnt help but think back to walking in on your friend, and seeing him in such a state, gagged, drooling, an absolute mess, and his package, you didnt expect beej to be so thick down there, you shiver at the thought, the idea of being stuffed by him made you legs weak, and seeing him finish? He was like a fucking firehose, you werent going to be sleep tonight with those thoughts bouncing around your skull.

#beetlejuice x reader #muscial beetlejuice x reader #rambling #nsft

[faeryloki]

𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐚 𝐲𝐚𝐠𝐚 ♢ 𝐛. 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐬

𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙩 ➸ 2.4k (2,481) 𝙨𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙮 ➸ mob!bucky x reader ;  “Kitten, don’t make me tell you twice.” 𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 ➸ SMUT 18+ ONLY MINIRS DNI, oral (m & f receiving) , face fucking , degrading , pet names (kitten, baby) , name calling , teasing , masturbation ,  mocking , daddy kink , choking , rough sex , edging , hair pulling/yanking ,

𝙖/𝙣 ➸ stan the john wick movies for giving me the baba yaga idea- this is pure filth- and im h-word at my own writing- also i listened to my god complex playlist on repeat while writing this- enjoy :)

*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ: “oh kitten, you really thought you’d get away with touching what daddy owns, huh?” he asked, grabbing your cheeks roughly, forcing you to look up at him from your kneeled position on the floor in front of him, “think batting those pretty little eyes is gonna stop me? you’re so cute when you’re at my mercy.”

earlier that day….

“daddyyyy, please i’m bored,” you whined, your legs strewn over the side of the couch in his office.

“kitten, i suggest you stop whining unless you want to get punished,’ he scolded not even bothering to look up from his work, as a knock sounded on the door.

“enter,” you boyfriend said, his best friends sam and steve walking in, as sam began talking. steve looked at you, giving you a once over, his eyes hesitantly stopping at where your dress rose up on your thigh and it clicked.

you got up, giving sam a quick side hug, bucky’s eyes flickering to yours for a millisecond as sam stopped what he was saying giving you a quick “heya, love muffin” the nickname making you smile as you remembered the whole boss’ girl debacle.

you smiled fondly at the memory of it being the first day bucky let you come to work with him, you were in the kitchen eating a muffin when both sam and steve came in. they stopped, looking at you for a moment before coming up sam throwing the trashiest pick up line, asking if he could be your ‘love-muffin’. you replied saying how you didn't think your boyfriend would be ok with that. they gave you confuse glances, saying something along the lines of “whos the pussy that's not spending time with his girl and leaving her alone?” you simply giggled, saying the few words that made them look like deer in headlights, “oh just your boss, bucky.”

you laughed at their shocked expressions, brushing off saying how you wouldn't tell bucky about what they said. the next time you met, sam joked around about the meeting, calling you ‘love muffin’ and it stuck. but you knew for a fact it irritated bucky every time he said it, mainly because you never told him the origin story and it bugged him.

you moved to steve, giving him a hug, but lingering a little longer than sam, knowing bucky would catch on to the extended affection. steve hugged you back, kissing your forehead as you went back to the couch, deciding on how your plan should begin. the hug you gave steve was useless, only needing it to just give him a little edge.

they talked for a bit, your hands trailing up and down your exposed thigh, buckys eyes flickering over every minute, watching you for a few seconds before going back to the conversation. you pushed your dress up slightly, trailing your fingers up and down, before going across to your inner thigh. you pretended not to notice bucky staring at you, your eyes focused on a book that you picked up of boredom.

you smirked behind the pages, upping the stakes by spreading you legs slightly, happy that the two men who stood talking couldnt see you. your legs opened, giving bucky a view of the red lace panties you had on today. his eyes flickered to you, darkening before turning his attention back to the men. you huffed, deciding to go farther in your plan, you started toying with the edge of the fabric, pulling it up slightly.

sam and steve said bye, giving you a quick wave as you smiled at them, wishing them a good day. you went back to your book, legs spread all the way as your dress did little to hid your actions. you slipped your hand down your pants, swiping your arousal, moaning at the dampness. he looked at you, challenging you to continue. and you did.

you toyed with your clit, small moans leaving your mouth as he smirked at you, amused.

“oh, is kitten needy for daddy? is kitten that needy she wants to be a bad girl?” he mocked, standing up from his desk and walking over. by now your book was rested on your chest, your hand grasping part of your dress as you pleasured yourself.

he stalked over, grabbing your hand and pulling it from under your panties, “now, now darlin’, i didn’t say you could touch what’s mine. and you’re being a bad girl. and you know what bad girls get?”

“p-punished,” you said meekly, not meeting his eyes.

he grabbed your chin, forcing you to look at him, “exactly, kitten, and you’ve been bad girl, so you’re gonna stay right here, and not complain, and when we get home…imma remind you who owns that pretty little pussy.”

*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 

“i asked you a question, kitty, i expect a response. unless, someone wants to be a bad kitty, hmm? you wanna be a bad kitten?” he questioned, kneeling down to you, his hand moving from your cheeks to your neck, pulling you to him.

you shook your head, a whine leaving your lips as his fingers squeezed your throat slightly, a smirk moving its way towards his face at your reaction. “oh, you wanna be good kitty? awhh, look at you, being a good girl…i think my kitty deserves some cream, huh?” he mocked your aroused state, standing back up as he unbuttoned his pants, barely pulling them down as his erection stood free.  your mouth watered slightly at the sight, his red tip dripping precum as veins popped.

“well, what are you waiting for, take my fucking cock,” he said, yanking your head back by your hair, eyes fueled with lust. he let go, hand still placed on your head as your mouth was on him not a second later, swallowing him. he guided your mouth, saliva dribbling down the corners of your mouth as tears formed in the corner of your eyes. he was too big to take, his head hitting the back of your throat with every small thrust of his hips, and your hand worked the rest, moving up and down in tandem with your mouth

your eyes traveled up him, settling on his thrown back head, small moans leaving his mouth as he praised you. his moaning only spurred you one, your hand dropping as you tried to take him whole. his hand pushed you down, taking control as his hips moved roughly, your gags sounding as the tears slid down your face.

“fuck…kitten, doin so well- fuck! takin’ my cock so good,” he praised, his other hand now placed on your head as he fucked your throat. you gagged more, tears soaking your face as your once perfect mascara, streamed down with them, “so close, kitten- fuck- wanna cum in that tight little pussy though.”

he stopped, pulling out and looking down at you, a smirk playing at his lips, “awh kitten you look so pretty down on your knees and absolutely ruined…might have to see you like this more often.”

you whimpered, the though of being on your knees and gagging on him making you clench your thighs together.

“awh, baby, that turn you on? want daddy to fuck your face again? god you’re a filthy little whore, but you’re my whore. ‘m so fucking lucky to have you kitten always so needy and ready for daddy, huh:? and that pussy is just so fucking perfect, kitten, always so fucking tight,” he praised, a whine-like sound escaping your lips as he looked at you, an eyebrow raised.

“what, kitten? what do you want?”

“please- please daddy- fuck me please,” your voice was hoarse as you spoke, the gravelly tone making bucky’s cock as he heard the aftermath of his pleasure.

“want daddy to fuck you, kitten? want daddy’s cock in you?” he teased, his hand on your cheek as his thumb pulled down your bottom lip, forcing its way into your mouth.

you nodded quickly, scooting forward in anticipation, his thumb leaving your mouth as his hand moved down to our neck, grabbing it and squeezing lightly. an involuntary moan left your lips, eyes fluttering shut.

“such a filthy kitten….on the bed, baby,” he ordered, his hand leaving your throat as you hurried onto the bed. he stood looking at you, pushing up the sleeves to his white dress shirt, a smirk pulling at his lips as he watched you wait.

“good girl,” he said, walking closer. the praise had you mewling, a chuckle sounding from his chest at your reaction.

“oh so now you wanna be my good girl?” he hummed, his hand going back to your throat but not squeezing. his thumb softly caressed your neck, his eyes filled with lust and love as you stared up at him, “on your back, kitten….i wanna taste this kitty’s cream.”

you didn’t follow his orders right away, the hand on your throat immediately pushing you so you were laying on your back, you legs dangling off the bed. he pulled you forward by the back of your knees, his mouth leaving hot kisses on your inner thighs as he made his way to your core.

“please…” you breathlessly moaned, the teasing make your cunt throb.

“don’t cum unless i say so, kitten, that’s your punishment,” he smirked, pulling down your panties as he left a quick kiss to your clit.

you whined, his tongue worked your clit, a finger circling your entrance before sinking in, a moan escaping your mouth as it curled hitting your g spot. you felt his smirk against you, his fingers moved faster, moans leaving your lips. your hand pulled at his hair, writhing underneath his mouth.

“please daddy- im so close, please,” you whined, knowing if he continued you would cum.

he pulled away, tutting and shaking his head, “you know the rules kitten, no coming unless i say so. and you don’t want daddy to mad, do you? ‘cause you know what they call me when i don’t get my way, huh babygirl?” you nodded, not meeting his eyes. he moved towards you, a hand forcing your face to meet his.

“what do they call me, kitten?”

“…baba yaga,” you said quietly.

“and why?” he questioned, an eyebrow arched waiting for your answer.

“b-because you turn into the boogeyman when you dont get what you want…” you said, your tongue darting out to lick your lips, his eyes flickering down to your mouth. he smirked, his hand letting go of your face and moving to your throat, trailing down slowly before his fingers wrapped around your throat. a quiet moan left your lips, your legs clenching at his dark gaze. “awhh is kitten turned on by daddy’s hand around her neck?” he fake pouted, his voice mocking as his other hand slipped between your legs, “you like daddy choking you? bet you also like daddy’s fingers on this pussy, huh? just a filthy little slut for me.”

your hand gripped his forearm, eyes pleading to let you cum but your reaction only spurred him on, his fingers moving faster against your clit. your eyes rolled back, the pleasure too much as you held back your orgasm, pleads for him  to stop rolling off your lips.

“please buck- please no more- i cant take it- please.”

he pulled away, pouting, “come on kitten, you know what to call me, don’t make me punish you further by not letting you come at all tonight. i’m being very lenient today.”

“sorry, daddy,” you squeaked out, squirming under his hard stare.

“good girl,” he breathed, aligning his cock with your entrance, teasing you, “now continue being that good girl and take this cock like the slut i know you are.”

his words and his slow invasion into you had you moaning, the stretch still nothing you were used to. his groans mixed with yours, small whispers of your name following as he pumped in and out of you.

“please, daddy, faster- please need you to fill me up- please,” breathy moans left your mouth, nails digging into his skin.

“faster, baby? want me to ruin this pretty pussy? wanna be leaking with my cum?” he taunted, hips slowing as you let out a whine.

“no, faster daddy, please, faster,” you mewled, hips bucking to his but his hand held your waist down.

“say it, kitten, tell me what you want daddy to do,” he groaned.

“want you to go faster, daddy, want you to ruin my pussy, please, daddy,” you begged, eyes pleading as he finally complied, a smirk on his face as he pounded into you. your moans caught in your throat, eyes rolling back slightly. “so tight, kitten, almost like i’ve never fucked you before,” he moaned, hands in a bruising grip on your hips, “just my little fuck-toy, huh, kitten? just love daddy fucking you so good.”

“p-please daddy- i-im so close- please,” your back arched, moans and whines leaving your lips.

“already, kitten? just started having my fun, hold it, baby, you cum when i tell you,” he commanded, a whimper leaving your lips, “got that kitten?”

“y-yes daddy,” you whined, tears welling from the inability to release.

“awhh, is kitten gonna cry? kitten can’t handle daddy fucking her so hard? not letting her cum? you wanna cum, then beg,” his hand slid to your throat, applying the lightest of pressure, but it was enough to send you over, pleads leaving your mouth.

“please daddy, please, i’ll be good i promise, please need’a cum, please daddy,” you begged, whimpering with each of his thrusts.

“cum, kitten, cum,” he moaned as he felt your walls flutter around him, squeezing him.

you moaned as he kept pounding into you, a smirk on his lips as he pulled out, your cum following before he flipped you over, leaning down to your ear as whispered, “don’t get tired on me now, kitten, daddy’s not done with you just yet.”

*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:

taglist coming soon

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[mtfstuff]

Departure and arrival

I'm working at the airport selling flowers and coffee. Not the best job but the shop is owned by my uncle so I have almost complete freedom. I always wanted to travel often, to work from different places all the time. Now I'm somewhat in hell. I'm so close to flights but I can never enter them as I have to work. I can only dream and watch people live it.

As I was daydreaming about flying away once more, a man caught my eye as his colorful pants separated himself from the rest.

He was tall, handsome, had a beautiful beard and well-groomed hair. He was wearing brown leather boots, light brown/orange pants and a grey shirt. It suited him very well. He was gorgeous for me. The complete opposite of me. I was chubby, started to lose hair, even though I'm only in my mid-twenties, and I dont really had a sense of fashion.

I was dreaming about how he was flying somewhere warm, where he gets to take of his shirt and flex his muscles on the beach. I was daydreaming even further as I realized that someone wanted to buy something. I snapped out of my dream and the man stood right in front of me with a big smile.

"One latte, please.", he said with a big grin. I had to retract my eyes from his handsome face and white teeth.

"Of course, one moment please.", I said, taking a paper cup and putting it under the coffee machine.

"Do you have a ticket?", I asked. I couldnt wait to see where he was travelling to. But he looked confused at me.

"If you have a boarding ticket, you can get everything cheaper in our store.", I clarified.

"Oh, yeah. I have one.", he said, taking out his ticket and putting it on the desk. "That's a really nice service you have here."

Was he flirting with me?, I thought.

I took the ticket, scanned it for his discount, looked at his destination and gave it back to him.

"Spain, what a nice destination. Especially as the weather here is pretty bad at the moment.", I said finishing his coffee. "May I ask for work or just for fun."

"Both.", he answered. "A bit of work but mostly just for fun."

I handed him the coffee and he paid.

"You look like you could use some fun too", he said leaving.

He definitely flirted with me, I thought.

I watched him go and dreamed about being him in Spain. To my surprise, he didnt go to the terminals to start the check in, but he went to the toilet. He opened the door, turned around and looked at me, raised an eyebrow and disappeared into the bathroom.

I was shocked and turned on at the same time. Did he want me to follow him?, I thought.

I looked around and decided to follow him. I told my uncle that I have to go for a short moment and he excused me.

I followed the man into the toilet but no one was there as I entered.

The man came out of a cabin and grinned.

"We're all alone. Come on, lock the door.", he said. And I did. I locked the main door from the inside so that we couldnt get disturbed. I may had no idea what he wanted but I was so horny for him that I didnt care.

"I saw your looks.", he said. "And you are completely my type."

"I'm your type? Come on, look at me. I'm fat. I'm totally not in your league.", I said a little intimidated.

He stepped towards me.

"Look.", he said running his hands over my a little too tight shirt. "I have a thing for chubby boys."

"Boy? Do I look So childlike?", I asked shocked.

"Well, you look a lot younger than me.", he said. "I'm Lucas by the way."

He grabbed my head and kissed me gently. I loved the feeling of his lips. They were so soft and his beard a bit scratchy.

Lucas took a step back.

"Strip.", he said. I was shocked as I thought that he would take them off. But I started anyways as I opened my laces, kicked off my shoes and took off my socks. I tried to take off my shirt but I was struggling with it. Lucas helped me getting it off and then continued with my jeans. He took them and my underpants off, leaving me naked in front of him.

He kneeled down and lifted my belly to start sucking my dick. It didn't take long until I moaned by the pleasure. It was the best feeling I ever had. His beard tingled slightly but his lips and mouth were a pleasant surprise. It felt as if this wasnt his first blowjob. He sucked further and further until I came. And he took it all in one gulp.

He stood up and we kissed aggressively until his back hit a highboy. He pushed me away, causing me to fall backwards. After that, Lucas pulled himself up onto the highboy with a big grin.

"And now you strip me.", he said holding his foot out for me.

I quickly took off his boots and socks. After that I opened his pants and pulled them down. To my surprise greeted me his hard dick instead of underpants. He giggled as he saw my surprised face. I continued by unbuttoning his shirt and taking off his watch and rings.

He got down from the highboy and turned me around. He hugged me from behind and layed his chin on my shoulder.

"You'll gonna like this.", he whispered into my ear right as I felt something getting stuck up into my butt.

"Oh, it's so tight. Is this your first time?", Lucas asked. I just nodded in pain.

The sound of my fat cheeks hitting his muscular hips filled the air.

He increased the pace with every thrust until he came. As he pulled out his dick, I felt how the pain became even stronger.

I was completely out of breath and I heard him panting too.

"Thanks, chubby.", he said.

As I turned around to face him, I saw that he already wanted to dress up again as he lifted his pants from the ground. I took them out if his hands and threw them back to the ground. He looked confused.

"Thats it? Really?", I asked furious.

"Well, I never said I wanted more.", he answered.

I stormed at him and we struggled to the ground. Lucas tried to fight me off and I tried to overpower him.

He managed to get out if my grasp and tried to stand up but I grabbed him by his ankle and pulled him back down. His fall must have hurt as he was panting on the ground after it. I quickly sat down on his back and secured his arms.

"You'll gonna like this.", I whispered in his ear.

"No, please. You dont have to do th-", Lucas didnt even manage to end his sentence as I pushed my dick into his hole.

"Uugh, fuck. It feels so much bigger than it looks.", he said. "Please - aagh - stop! It hurts so bad."

But I didnt stop. With every thrust I felt better and his hole became wider.

I grabbed him by his man bun and lifted his head.

"Its so tight. Is this your first time?", I asked him uppish.

He groaned under pain and nodded.

"You'll remember this day as the day when chubby got what he wanted from you.", I said letting go of his man bun.

I thrusted even faster until I shot my load.

Lucas cried silently as I shot my load into his hairy ass. As I wanted to pull out my dick, his cheeks tensed up, making my dick stuck. I tried to pull it out but my dick didnt move a single inch.

Only then I noticed that I didnt hear a thing from Lucas anymore. I lifted his head again to tell him to relax but he suddenly started to move uncontrollably. His muscles were twitching as if he had a seizure. I tried to relax him, but I passed out on top of him.

As I started to regain my consciousness, I felt the cold floor beneath me.

Looks like I fell off of Lucas, I thought. But then I felt something heavy on top of me moving. It stood up. I rolled around and opened my eyes to see my body standing in front of me. It looked as surprised as I was.

"What did you do?", it said looking down at me and then back at his body. "You stole my body, you little filth!", it said.

I didn't understand what he meant. Only as I tried to stand up I noticed my muscular arms and legs. I was now towering over my old body. I was in Lucas body.

He attacked me and we struggled again.

"You cant do this to me. I dont want to be chubby!", he started crying.

"This wasnt my intention. But now you wont get it back. I always wanted to have a body like this. I also thought that you had a thing for chubby bodies.", I said while overpowering him.

He fell to the ground.

"Stay down!", I said. "I'm now Lucas. I'll meet my best friend Jorge in Spain and you wont."

"Wait, how do you know...", Lucas stammered in my old body. "Oh god, I know your life too. Please we have to change back. I want to live my life, not yours."

"This is your life now!", I said. I slapped him so hard that I knocked him out. I was watching my old body for quite some time. I'll probably never see my family again, but thats okay if I'll stay in this body, I thought.

I put on Lucas clothes, inhaled his nice smell, took his luggage, unlocked the door and left.

I had the best time of my life in Spain. His job as a model was pretty easy and the rest of my time I've spent on the beach or at the park, showing of my new body. I'll never go back to where I was with my life before. Lucas is the best thing that has ever happened to me.

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[princecharmingwinks]

i cant believe you said you dont write for fandoms!! these are ending up AMAZING! have another fail date for you to make better: we went four-wheel driving over the dunes out bush, we took my car but he drove because he's done the route before. we were the second car in the convoy and because my car is a little smaller than the others it couldnt make it up the last dune! it nearly made it over before sliding back into the sand and ended up half buried! (1/2)

(2/2) the rest of the group had to drag and push us out with planks and chains etc while we were stuck inside because no way in hell i was opening the door to let the sand in! so three wheels in the sand, waiting on our rescue, irl it was a bit awkward but im hoping you'll rewrite a better ending <3

Awww concussed dragon, you are sooo sweet! Thank you! Your unique failed dates are great to work with. Alrighty, let's get into this one! So the pack got big in this one and while most don't have lines, I liked the idea of everyone being there (or almost for anyone I missed haha). I left some of the couple combos up to interpretation so feel free to ship at your leisure.

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The pack, after much pestering from a certain human/spark, were finally going on their camping trip. The alpha had finally conceded when Stiles had shot him a pout and hopeful eyes. Derek had reluctantly agreed and ignored the snickering of his betas in the corner of the room.

On the morning of the trip, everyone was pairing up into groups of drivers and passengers so no one drove alone and there were less cars.

Derek and Stiles were the last members out of the rebuilt Hale House. Derek had been locking up and Stiles was finishing off some wards to ensure there were no unwanted visitors while they were away. He was still learning to harness his spark but small wards of protection were easy enough. Defensive magic was easier, offensive was another story.

Stiles threw his bag into the back of the jeep and glanced around.

"So, who's joining Roscoe and me?"

Erica snickered, "Derek."

"What?" Stiles and Derek snapped in unison. Well at least Stiles had a punctuation mark, Derek's not so much.

"I'm with Danny, Lydia and Jacks." Kira spoke up. "Scott, Malia, and Isaac are with Allison."

"I'm obviously with my boy." Erica jumped onto Boyd's back, who was used to his girlfriend's antics and easily caught her. "And Theo is meeting us there after picking up Liam from work. Everyone's paired up so that just leaves you two."

Stiles felt his heart flutter but managed to keep his voice even as he spoke, "Alright Alpha My Alpha, let's get going."

Derek didn't say a word as he slid into the passenger seat of the jeep. Everything would be fine.

Everything was not fine. Stiles was definitely going through a quarter life crisis at the realisation most of the pack were in couples. How did he not realise that? When had it become a prerequisite to start dating a pack member? And now it was just Stiles and the alpha. The alpha he had been in love with for years. Great...

"What's wrong?"

Stiles was pulled out of his internal panic by said alpha's soothing voice. Derek had softened over the years, showing care and concern for each member of the pack. He now bought scent-free nail polish for Erica (so the acid smell didn't upset all the were's noses), stocked Isaac's favourite gummybears and even hugged Kira willingly at her university graduation. Derek Hale was a softie.

"I'm fine, nothing wrong here, no sir." Stiles prattled. Even he heard the blatant lies without supernatural healing. He glanced to his side and was greeted by raised eyebrows.

"Ok, so I may have just realised how paired up everyone in the pack really is."

"Except us."

"Yeah," Stiles sighed. "Except us. Do you ever think about that? Like, why you haven't dated anyone since..." He trailed off. Derek didn't have the best track record for his love interests but he hadn't even been on a date for more than 3 years.

Derek looked out the window at the scenary, they were driving into the sand dune part of the journey, and for a moment Stiles thought he wasn't going to answer.

"I've been waiting."

Stiles blinked. Huh?

"For someone so smart, you're really clueless sometimes." Derek huffed, glancing back at Stiles.

"What have you been waiting for?" Stiles dared to ask. They had paused to allow Allison's four-wheel-drive to roll up the last sand dune, waiting for their turn. Roscoe would be the last time to make the climb.

"I thought it was my imagination at first but then you kept coming around and..."

It was Roscoe's turn now and Stiles slowly prepared for the final climb of the dune. He tried to keep focused on the task at hand, allowing Derek to speak his thoughts. You never rushed the alpha when he was being vulnerable.

"I know you kind of like me?" Derek voiced it as a question but all Stiles heard was sirens in his brain. Derek knew? Stiles' foot slid off the peddle and they immediately started rolling backwards, fast.

"Shit! Shit, shit shit." Stiles acted quickly but it wasn't enough. Roscoe descended the sand dune and sank, refusing to move. Sand on either side of them blocked the bottom of their doors. They were officially stuck.

Stiles rested his head on the steering wheel and slowed his breathing. There were multiple crises going on but most had solutions.

The others would work out they hadn't made the climb soon enough or Theo and Liam would find them on their way through. So either way, Roscoe being stuck wasn't a massive deal. The real dilemma was Stiles' outed feelings for Derek.

The same Derek that was eyeing Stiles with concern as he called Kira to request some assist. Stiles heard him hang up before the sound of a door handle being jiggled. He snapped his head up.

"Whoa there sourwolf, there is to be no sand storm in this car, thankyouverymuch." He reached out and tugged the alpha's hand away from the door.

"I figured me getting out and pushing was the preferred option to sitting here with you in a state of panic at my assumption."

Stiles pulled his hand back. "What?"

"Look, we can just forget I ever said anything, alright? I get I'm not the most desirable crush to have. It's probably just familiarity and your sense of loyalty that's fueled your scent around me anyway. Don't worry about it."

Stiles shook his head, "Oh no you don't. You opened that can of worms and I'm no coward." The spark met Derek's gaze. Had he been planning on ignoring his feelings for the alpha? Sure. But was he going to run away from a moment like this? Nope. Stiles Stilinski was a lot of things but after running with wolves and other supernaturals for most of his life, he knew when he needed to tackle something head on.

"Now, before you go down your rabbit hole of I'm-not-good-enough crazy talk, I've got something to say."

Derek nodded like the soft alpha he was and turned to face Stiles more fully.

"You, Derek Alexander Hale, are amazing. A little on the martyr side but that's because you are so protective of your pack. I'd be crazy to not fall in love with you. That's right, love not like. I've been in love with you for years but how was a kid like me going to catch the alpha's eye? I didn't want to ruin our friendship. This," He gestured between them. "This is important to me. I don't want to ruin it."

Derek released a sigh of relief? Stiles couldn't read his eyebrows which was disappointing when he was the most expert at interpreting the alpha's facial expressions.

Then Derek was darting forward and claiming Stiles' lips in a searing kiss. Stiles went with it, almost unbelieving that any of this was happening.

Derek eventually pulled back and rested his forehead against Stiles'.

"Worth the wait." The alpha whispered, grinning, bunny teeth all on display.

"Two way street here. You could've said something too. How long have you liked me?"

Derek blushed and it was only because they were so close that Stiles saw the pink of his cheeks and ears.

"I've always liked you, even if I didn't always show it. But love? I think I've loved you since you woke me up on an elevator floor by punching me. You could have left without me but you didn't."

Stiles pouted, "Since then?"

Derek raised an eyebrow, "What's wrong?"

Stiles pushed Derek back and clumsily crawled across the gear stick to straddle the alpha's lap.

"We could have been having the best sex of my life for years, Derek! Years! We've got a lot of making up to do." Stiles dove in to kiss Derek this time. The alpha happily drew Stiles in closer, curling his arms around the spark's slim waist.

A knock on the window, interrupted their make-out session. Boyd's face appeared with judging eyebrows to rival Derek's.

"Heard you needed a hand." Boyd spoke loudly with a smirk as Derek's hand moved away from Stiles' ass to rest safely on his back.

"What's Erica doing?" Stiles asked, leaning over Derek to squint at the blonde chatting wildly on the phone. Derek focused his hearing.

"Turns out I'm not the only one who was waiting." Derek grinned, "And everyone apparently owes Lydia money."

They did eventually get Roscoe out of the sand dune thanks to the advantages of going camping with multiple supernatural creatures. By the time everyone was settled in the camp and Erica had informed Theo and Liam on the events of the day, Lydia was a very rich woman.

Stiles couldn't complain though. Not when the alpha was snuggled between his legs as Stiles sat on the log and Derek roasted them marshmallows. Apparently no one trusted Stiles near an open flame following the incident with that vampire clan. Stiles combed his fingers through Derek's hair and looked around at the pack. This camping trip was the best idea ever.

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Ok so I must confess I do not camp like...ever and have no idea how four-wheel-driving works so please forgive any major errors in that department. I tweaked things a bit from your prompt sorry. I just couldn't imagine Stiles letting anyone else drive Roscoe. Hope you enjoyed! Thanks for popping in!

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[kaz11283]

46. “I’m in love…shit” with Loki. If you are still wanting requests. No pressure your stuff is amazing!

46) I'm In Love....Shit

I think I'm in Love

Summary: you and Loki spend some time together, later while talking to Thor in their mothers garden Loki comes to realize that he is absolutly in love with you.

Announcement: I havent been very with it these past few days and I feel like I have been slacking in a way. I have been so busy that by the time I finally get home and I am able to relax a pass out because I am so tired. I am trying to get better at this though and I am trykng ro work out a schedule for Fire and Ice maybe set a day of the week for that and just do requests durimg the rest of the week. I love you all and thank you so much for the love that you guys give me!!! 💚💚💚💚

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"Darling! It was absolutly hilarious." Loki laughted looking down at you.

"It was not and you know that very well Loki!" You said reaching up pulling a twig from your hair. You and Loki had decided to go out and ride since it was a pretty spring day and there was nothing else to do.

"Come here and let me help you." He pulled you to a stop so that he could help pull leaves and twigs from your hair. "You should have held on tighter." He smiled pulling the last of it from yojr hair.

"You should mot have slapped her tonmake her run off, Mr. Mischief." You said playfully smacking him on the arm.

"Watch yourself my dove." He warned stalking over to you.

"Oh what are you going to do about it Mr. Trickster?" You laughed pulling up you dress so you could take a few steps back. "This whole prowling thing doesnt intimidate me like it does your other fair maidens." You laughed loudly. He stopped and stared at you.

"My Lady y/n for you to think there are other besides you I would rather spend my time with." He placed a hand on his heart. "Why, you are absolutly right." He took off after you while you squealed with delight and ran away.

You ran from him up one of the paths that lead between the orchard and the castle walls. There were hidding spots all through there were the two of you use to hid when you were younger, the tall bushes being the perfect hidding spot to keep out of view from him. As you two chased and played you didnt realize there were two others observing.

Thor and Frigga warches from the balcony of her quarters as the sounds of screaming and laughing rose to them.

"How long do you think it will take for them to realize how in love they truly are?" Thor turned to his mother.

"Son, they have been doing this same song and dance now since before they were teenagers. Sometimes it takes a while for somethingblike that to become obvious." She answered leaning onto the rail.

"It is very obvious to others." Thor was happy that Loki had you but he knew that his brother wanted more he could tell by the way his eyes would light up when you were around.

"Though it is obvious to us it may not be as obvious to them. They are simply best friends that spend every hour of every day together." She sighed. She had taken you in and had let you start training with the other ladies working on how to be a princess.

"I dont understand allmother why I should start these. I am not fit to be a princess." You stated after your first class.

"But one day you will be. You may even rule over the kingdom." She said with a knowing smile.

"Thor, call for your brother please, it is time to start preparing for the banquet tonight." She placed her hand on his shoulder and gave a final look down to the garden where you and Loki where laughing loudly after he had caught you.

"Yes mother." Thor walked off.

"Loki! Mother wanted to let you know its time to start gettkng ready for tonight." Thor yelled through the garden trying to find the two of you.

"Ah, Lady Y/N, will You be joining the festivities tonight?" Thor bowed to you.

"Yes, I do hope you save a dance for me, will you Thor?" I asked smiling up at the blonde prince.

"As long as Loki doesn't stab me for it, I would love nothing more Lady Y/n." He took your hand and kissed the top of it.

"I shall see you both later." You curtsied and walked away.

"Brother," Thor smiled placing a hand on his brothers shoulder. "Does my eyes deceive me or could you possibly have a crush on Lady y/n?"

Loki moaned looking at Thor. "For the thousandth time, I do not have a crush on her. She is my best friend, someone I can talk to. Vent to when everything in the castle is just to much."

"Then I guess it would not bother you to bad to know that Fandral has asked if she would be attending tonight." This caused Loki to stumble slightly. "Said that if she wasnt escourted by anyone he could possibly have a chance to 'get to know her tonight'."

"Y/n wouldnt give that oaf the time of day much less attend anything with him. She has more class than that i dare say." Loki rolled his eyes.

"Well he hasnt asked her yet. Saod he figured he would wait till tonight and just meet her there. Said he couldnt wait to see just how pretty she looked." Thor gave Loki a sode ways glance and smirked.

"She can do so much better than him. She has better taste in book, though I doubt that he can even read," he tutted, "more grace, she is a wonderful listener, and he cant even dance that well." Loki stopped in front of his chamber doors.

"Loki, is that jealousy that i am sensing from you?" Thor raised an eye brow.

"By Norns, no Thor. It is not. I simply worry that she will be stuck with him the rest of the night and not be able to get away from him." He opened his door and walked inside his room. His heart was pounding, he did feel jealous. He was jealous that the time he would normally be spending with you would be spent with someone else. The only smart thing for him to do was to get ready and meet you.at your quarters so that he could escort you there and keep Fandral away from you. Of course time wouldnt work in his favor that night.

When you had arrived at your chambers you noticed a box with a note on top of it with Thors messy handwriting.

Lady y/n, I decided to take the liberty and pick out a simple dress for you for tonight. Though I realize that you must already have one but when I had seen this one I knew that i had to get it for you. I know the one you chose must be just as beautiful as you are i would greatfully appreciate it if youncould wear this one.

You rolled your eyes at thw thought of Thor picking out a dress for you, red and gold, he is by no means quarting you butnhe would do that type of thing just to get under Loki s skin.

When you opened the box the first thing you noticed was a beautiful golden chain that you assumed would go around your head, with an emerald that would sit lightly between your eyes. You removed more of the paper and noticed the dark green hues from the dress, when you pulled it from the box you noticed that the skirt hit midthight and the sleeves had cuts in them the material hanging from your shoulders to the ground. Next to the box was yet another note feom Thor.

Just go with it and lets see how you like it, the matching shoes are shoved under your bed. Dont worry thank me later by dancing with me.

You could see his face in your mind, picture him winking at you. You would surly kill him for this, or at least step on his feet.

After you finished pulling your hair half up and half down with a few braids falling from the side and finished your makeup you took a deep breath and stepped out of the door. You didnt understand why you were nervous but you were, its wasnt like you had never wore green before but this time it was different, this time there was nothing but green. It looked as if you were trying to say something.

You had always liked Loki, you has been friends since you were kids. Loki was your best friend, he was kind, caring, giving, compassionate in things that he truly cared about. You could talk to him about anything and he would listen, what you loved more than anything isnthat when he was with you all of his guards were down, you were the only one that got to see that side of him. You knew in your head though that he would see it as a compliment from his best friend as he sanced the night away with numerous other girls vying for his attention.

"You look....lovely?" Fendrel glanced at you as you walked into the dinning hall. "Might I be lucky to have a dance before you are snagged away by one of the princes?"

"Of course you may." You smiled holding your hand out to him. "You have always been a good lead Fandrel."

He took you spinning you onto the dance floor were some couples parted to make room for the two of you. He placed his hand on your lower back and pulled you closer to him. "You are quite a beautiful woman Lady Y/n, any man is lucky to be able to spin you around the floor." You blushed looking away from him, as you scaned the room you noticed Thor and Loki quietly talking to themselves. Loki looked handsome in his royal outfit, black and gold elegantly intertwining woth each other causing the emerald green to pop and to being ojt his eyes.

"Honestly brother, if she had planned on coming with him why did she have to wear my color? She knows by now what that stated." Loki rolled his eyes looking back to you and Fandral twirling around the dance floor.

"Maybe she didnt think much about it. You do realize that it is simply a color? There are many others here wearing it also." Thor said grabbing two glasses of wine and handing one to Loki.

"You truly are an idiot if you that she just so happened to pick out something like that, that just so happened to be my color. She wanted to make a statement." He handed his glass back to Thor and walked down the few steps leading to where you were dancing not noticing the small smile on Thors face.

"You know you are just as mischievous as your brother." Frigga came to stand beside him causing him to jump.

"Mother, I have no idea what you are talking about."

"Of course you dont son, just be careful, you could possibly be playong with fire on this one. Once they find out it was you setting this all up there no telling what they might do." Thors face dropped at the thought of the two of you teaming up aginst him.

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ANNOUNCEMENT: OK Annon, I havent put the "I think I'm in love" prompt in this one because in all honesty this one I got carried away on and it was getting so long! I am making a part 2 and will add the link in once I am finished with it, i may actually have time today or tonight to start on it. Thank you so so much for the request and I love that it actually took me away and I didnt even realize how much I had wrote until I looked at it this morning! Keep an eye out for part 2 coming soon!!!

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[soft-boi-eli]

Ok ok! Good uhm.

Ok since body dysmorphia has been kicking my butt lately i wanted to request something with Schlatt where basically the reader Starts getting really insecure because of their body. Pushing and pulling on their stomach etc. They also start binding unsafely with like really tight bras because they can't afford a binder and they end up fucking up their ribs really bad. They end up in the hospital and a very worried Schlatt visit's them and lectures them about how they shouldn't have done that and about how worried he was. So when they get back home there is a gift on the bed, turns out Schlatt bought them a binder.

The reader would be Non-binary and afab.

Also a little message for pretty much anyone who is insecure about their body/has body dysmorphia because of their chest, don't bind unsafely. That can really fuck up your chest and make you actually being happy with your body even harder.

Hell yes. I love this idea thank you icarus! Writing has been rude to me lately and I needed inspiration. This has hit it exactly.

Pronouns:nonbinary (dont think any were actually used in this so yeah.)

Tw: AFAB reader, swearing, insecurity, mention of surgry, mention of blood, mention of hating self, pain. Again angst to fluff. It is reflecting on how I have felt about my body before because I needed to make it seem kinda real.

PSA: please dont bind safely. It's dangerous and can lead to serious health consequences. I know hating your body sucks but I dont want anyone to get hurt because they dont listen to their lungs, they dont take off their binder, or if their bras are way too fucking tight. It can and will hurt you. So please bind safely!!

Happy birth-what the fuck?!

Lately your brain was giving you more dysphoria then ever. Telling you your body was too big, your boobs were too noticable, and you hips are too feminine.

What brought this on? Someone simply said your dead name. It made your dysphoria hit you like a truck.

After that day everything went down hill. Your stopped streaming, telling your followers that you were going on a mental break, you didn't really talk to friends, your brain could put words together. And you most importantly barely texted your loving supporting boyfriend schaltt, not wanting to break down in front of him.

You never had the time or thoughts of getting a chest binder. It was your biggest mistake honestly.

Deciding against chest binders and wearing alot of tight bras to flatten you. But it didnt work. So you got tighter bras. And they did work. But you didnt read up on how to bind safely.

This lead to the predicament now. In front of your mirror you were pinching and pulling at your skin. There was too much. All you wanted to do was cut it off with scissors. But decided against it due to the fact of all the blood that you would loose.

Your chest, smaller then it was yas, was still visible after your 3rd bra. You decided to add a 4th and tighter one hoping it would completely hide your boobs.

Your body made you want to puke. It made you feel disgusting. But you never told schaltt that. Afraid that he would say that you looked as gross as you thought you did.

Only 5 minutes after the 4th bra you felt excoriating pain in your ribs. And worse of all a harsh pop. That immediately brought red flags. It hurt to breath. Your head fuzzy and light headed.

Your only reaction, to call for an ambulance. Dialing the three numbers as you whimpered in pain you held onto your lungs. "911 what's your emergency?" "I cant breathe. It hurts so bad. Please help." "Are you by yourself?" "Yes. I need help please." "Ambulance, firemen, and police are on their way. Ambulance is 2 minutes out."

You didnt know if you had 2 minutes. "They can break the door down if I dont answer." That's all you said after collapsing.

Next thing you knew your door was busted off its hinges and you saw two paramedics. They were quick to transfer you to the ambulance, cutting through the four bras that held your chest.

It help get air to your lungs but it barely helped.

"We have a collapsed lung. ETA 2 minutes." The paramedic back there with you spoke to the walkie talkie.

Collapsed lung? Was that the harsh pop? God, was the bras that bad of an idea? All that was going through your mind was how you possibly could get worse. The instant you got into the trauma bay was way worse. With no time to numb you and your O2 stats dropping they had to cut between your ribs and shove a tube right next to your left lung. Draining air and excess blood blocking your lung from inflating. And before you knew it you were off to emergency surgery for getting a shard of bone out of your chest cavity.

The last thing you remember was counting down and falling asleep.

When you woke up your boyfriend was next to your bed, hands engulfing one of yours.

It looked like he had been crying before falling asleep on one of your legs. Taking your free hand through his hair you smiled lightly. "I'm sorry for all of this ram boy." He grunted lightly and moved his head back into your hand. His messy hair was thick and nearly matted. It made you wonder how long he's been sitting there. You loved him and felt so selfish for doing this to him.

"I cant believe I did all this and for what? To cause you and everyone pain? All because i couldnt afford a chest binder and deciding that I might as well try another way. I should have been safer huh?" You didnt expect an answer back. Just his quite snores.

"Yeah. Not really fuckin selfish more like kinda dumb. Your body doesnt show who the fuck you are (y/n). Your heart does. And your heart isnt say boy or girl. Its saying you are you. A person who uses pronouns they them. A person that love everyone and cares for their friends. A person who love me and jambo so deeply."

He took a breath.

"You normally are quite smart. Saving up for one would of been a better idea instead of doing such a stupid thing. Asking for my help. Because if I knew I would of helped. I would of found one just right for you. I would help you remember to take it off after 8 hours. Even would of found a way to make you feel more like you."

You could hear his heart break.

"But now you're here, four broken ribs, a healing lung, and stuck in the hospital for another week at least."

You felt so guilty. He was right. You should of told him. He would never have seen you like you saw yourself. He never cared about how you looked. He only cared for your heart.

Tears falling down your face you continued to massage his scalp. "I could of lost you. You are my rock. When I cant keep up my normal antics and feel like I'm at an all time low. You are there to pick me up." You had to stop the sob from coming up. "I'm just so happy youre alive." He looked up.

His red eyes were making your heart ache. "I wont do it again I promise. But I cant just ignore the feeling of dread whe. I look down and realize I present so much like a girl. I dont wa t to be one." Schaltt nodded and kissed the hand he was holding. "Then let me help you. I wont let this happen again. Just please. Come to me. Talk to me. I'm here like you are for me."

You gave a small nod.

This man knew his way to your heart. He was so sincere about this. "I will. But promise me you wont look down on me if I end up feeling like that." You just needed to make sure you knew he would never but you needed his words. "Mever sugarbabe. Never in my life have I looked down on you and never will."

God the week was long, him and the doctor explaining safe binding that you cant fully bind for at least 6-8 weeks. Schlatt telling you his reaction to finding your apartment swarmed with police and firemen and you no where to be seen.

He was practicing on saying happy birthday to you. But was cut off. "Happy birth-what the fuck?!" He was so concerned and even more so when you were in hospital.

When you did go home he helped you through the door, and watched you as you saw the small package on your couch.

Opening it you saw a chest binder. Specifically the one you were looking at. Looking over to schaltt with tears in your eyes you walked up and hugged him lightly minding the pain in your left side. This was the best gift.

The only gift you had been wanting for the past week or two. "Now you can be safe. But no binding till your doctor says so or I swear to god I will personally smite you down." You had to try so hard no to laugh or the pain would of been hell. Kissing his cheek you smiled.

"Of course schaltt. I will make sure to not wear it till I'm healed dont want to get blood on it ya know. Also it would hurt like a fucking bitch."

He chuckled and ruffled your hair. "Alright now go sit down. I'll get you some soup ya dork."

This was going to be a great time. That was until the pain fully came back. And then this is going to be a mediocre time.

Please pardon spelling errors. I havent proof read. And I am on mobile for almost all stories. But thank you so much for requesting this became something that I could write and it helped me alot. Now I might take a while for other things too and i apologize that's cause i am starting school soon. Also family issues. So yeah might take a bit. Dont know how long though. I'll try to keep them coming but if not you know I'm studying or helping my mom and grandma.

Eli out.

#jschlatt x reader #mcyt fluff #schlatt x reader #mcyt #mcyt schlatt #dsmp schlatt #schlatt fluff #schlatt #please bind safely #non binary #tw: body harm #tw: body dysphoria #tw: body dysmorphia

[nastyburger]

public ShortComings right now right now right now right now ri

LMAO I HAVE SUMMONED CONSTELLAJ WITH MY DASH REDEMPTION ARC KLSADJSALKDJALK anyway heres the episode idea under the cut!!!

the premise/start of the episode is similar to its canon counterpart. danny needs to pass an important physical exam and is paired with dash as a fitness buddy to help prepare for it. however, instead of jack just blasting phantom, a ghost, and an innocent bystander outside the house with the shrink ray and promptly fucks off to not deal with the consequences of that, the shrink blaster is introduced early on to danny as a prototype still in the works. it is then left in the lab until it is needed later and the set up for the actual fitness buddy stuff comes into play.

the real deviation from micro management happens when skulker attacks the duo. danny randomly shouts to scatter in opposite directions to throw the ghost off as a thinly veiled excuse to have a place to transform and promptly bolts...... except dash doesnt run in the opposite direction like he was supposed to. danny gets to a secluded area and starts slowing down, like half a second away from going ghost, before being pushed by dash to keep running with skulker following close behind.

while still running for their lives, danny is just like???? why the fuck did you follow me i said scatter????? to which dash promptly says “dude that ghost was definitely chasing you and there’s no way you can out run it, you would’ve been toast.” to further prove the point, danny is unable to shake dash off his tail and actually is struggling to keep up in human form, to the point where dash is practically carrying him while occasionally tossing him ahead to force him to run without falling behind.

danny, realizing that he wont be able to turn into phantom anytime soon, decides “okay change of plans, we’ll do this the human way” and steers dash towards the direction of fentonworks to get ghost weapons instead. they eventually hit the lab and danny starts grabbing ectoguns and starts blasting at skulker who is putting up quite the fight. dash, seeing the struggle, tries to help too. he grabs some guns of his own, but being more unfamiliar with the tech, he grabs a lot of duds or stuff not fully loaded. in his frantic panic, one of the guns dash grabs ends up being the unfinished shrink blaster.

before danny can stop him, the blast goes off but instead of shrinking only the target, it malfunctions and hits everyone in the room and a couple of weapons here and there. the shrink explosion knocks everyone back quite a bit so they’re far away from the gun and idk some bullshit about jack coming in to be like huh that’s weird and taking it somewhere else. shrunken shenanigans ensue.

if danny couldnt get away to transform before, he DEFINITELY cant now (how is he gonna explain disappearing and then having a mini phantom show up lol). so he an dash are stuck together. they grab all the tiny weapons they can and set off, having tiny happenings and that all along the way similarly to canon. the only difference is danny more discreetly using his his powers and covering it up by saying it was fenton tech. it leads to some funny stuff and danny trying to badly lie through his teeth.

this episode builds on both dash’s character and how his view on danny starts to change. this event is sorta the kicker to his whole redemption arc in the nasty reboot timeline, having moments/seeds somewhat sown before this but never full on sprouting until this moment. dash has seen danny hold his own in a fight before, but only in teams, with his friends, and behind weapons (i.e pirate radio) up until this point. as their weapons start to lose ammo and supplies (and, unknown to dash, danny’s powers) dash starts to REALLY see how resourceful and charismatic danny is on his own. all other possible factors are removed here, its just pure, unfiltered, human danny fenton baby!

even when dash has his breakdown similar to canon, the kid he picked on for years still extends a hand and helps him out of it. even when the goal seems so far away like they’ll never make it, danny tells him to press on and keeps moving forward. even when they’re at their wits end and dash cant for the life of him figure out a way out of the situation, danny still!! somehow!!!! does!!!!!!! all these little moments make dash start to fall in love appreciate the skillset and merits danny has all on his own. (theres also like themes of danny learning how to properly balance/maintain both of his lives and learning he has valuable skillsets as fenton too instead of being a useless half in this reboot. dash’s validation is a small part of what encourages danny into realizing his worth. because, hell, if your bully thinks you’re doing alright then thats gotta mean something, right?)

the climax of the episode is when danny is backed into a corner by skulker with no ammo, no powers, and no significant physical strength. but even so, danny decides to go off the deep end by launching himself at skulker and starts smacking the shit out of the ghost with nothing but an empty ectogun and blind gremlin rage.

(exactly like this lol)

in the struggle, danny is doing surprisingly well (which dash absolutely notes in awe) but then at one point, skulker points a weapon in prime position to shoot danny without him noticing. dash panics and rushes to pull fenton off of skulker, but danny, upon realizing what dash is doing, takes opportunity and latches onto skulker’s head trying to pry it off with dash’s combine strength (much to dash’s confusion).

basically, danny manages to rip skulker’s fucking head off (dash is horrified until danny shows him the actual ghost and how his body was just a suit) and sucks up skulker into a spare thermos. the two then use the suit to jet pack them up onto the welding table in the ops center where jack had been tinkering with it.

the shrink blaster had its final fixes implemented in it now, with a reverse switch as well, so danny and dash easily changes back to normal. they share a bit of a moment, similar to phantom and dash in canon. but instead of dash ruining the moment this time, its danny who simply states “well the adrenaline has worn off so i should probably tell you my leg is most likely fractured” before collapsing onto dash. at some point during the tussle with skulker, danny’s leg apparently got scrunched pretty hard to the point of being broken but danny was being too feral in the moment to react right away.

(again, as stated in a previous ask, my shitpost jock protection squad au took various elements from this plotline in the reboot so there will be overlap but its not canon)

because of the broken leg situation, danny is unable to do the test but is allowed to retake it once he recovers. of course, this means dash is still danny’s fitness buddy. this gives an excuse for them to be stuck together for a little longer and so the redemption process begins!!!! (even if danny’s leg technically already healed after a day or so lol)

#WOO THAT WAS LONG hope i didnt bore everyone lol also sorry for posting at ass o' clock i was busy today haha #cant believe this is the first reboot ep im really going into detail but who am i to deny angie their dash content...... #danny phantom #nasty reboot #seance #constellaj

[tobi-momo]

The Third Set

PAIRING: Tsukishima Kei x Reader

GENRE: Romance | Pining | Fluff | A lil crack (kinda)

WARNINGS: not proofread | a lil ooc and soft at the end (pls dont get mad at me 😭😭)

WORD COUNT: 1k+

A/N: hihihi ok so this idea literally came to me while reading another fic (i cant remember it now im super sorry) and it wouldnt leave my head so i couldnt NOT write it yk? pls keep in mind that it gets rlly soft at the end and really out of character😭 i just hc that does affectionate things during an adrenaline rush, like he's too hyped to care ab what going on around him he just wants to see you, and so this is basically where that came from kasjkhasd- also this is not meant to be spicy at all whatsoever (although some remarks from the others are made that way when you read) its supposed to be romantic and lighthearted, so pls dont think its that sexual😭 also thank you @awmahleebkg my wife for giving me the confidence to post this i love you baby <333

Watching Kei play was one of your favorite things to do. Sure, that might sound a little sad, but watching him and his team working together on the court was something that you wouldn't miss the world for. Until an away game came along, it taking place somewhere farther than they usually are, and since you weren't a part of the team, you couldn't take the school bus with them. So, you took the city bus. He might have told you not to, he might have told you to wait at your house for him to return and tell you about it, but you couldn't help it. This was an important game, and you needed to be there and support him.

He was nervous, although someone who didn't know as well as you wouldn't be able to tell, you were always able to see right through him. Always able to tell when he was nervous or scared, even intimidated. He found it annoying, that you were always there for him, confused as to why you dedicated your time for him, but years after your first meeting he realized that he would do the same for you. You didn't know that his heartbeat the same way for you as it did for him, and he sure as hell didn't know that the reason you stuck by him all these years was to feel that exact heartbeat next to yours.

[3:37 P.M.]

Kei <3: Stay home, y/n

Y/n: but it's an important game! i want to cheer you on!

Kei <3: I'll tell you what happens after I get home if you really want me to. But stop whining at me it's annoying.

Y/n: 😠😠 let. me. go.

Kei <3: No.

Y/n: i hate you so much

Kei <3: Sure you do

You wouldn't listen to him, of course. Why would you? You get your bag ready to leave, filling it with snacks and water bottles to help the team out.

By the time you snuck in, it was half-way past the second set. Tensions were high and sweat was dripping off their jaws while they gain each point. You made sure to stay a little quieter, not wanting Kei's attention to be drifted away from the game, especially since you weren't supposed to be there. By the time they won that set, they were tied with the other team. One more set left, things are getting really heated.

The score remained close to each other throughout the game, Karasuno being two points away from a win with their opponent three points behind them. Watching Kei as he looks at the floor with frustrated eyes, obviously mad at himself for not doing better. He frowns, taking a sip of water so no one sees it. You can see a slight tint of fear in his eyes- he was scared of losing the set. Although all you've seen were blocks of perfection, even a couple spikes that hit the court floor aggressively, points going towards Karasuno once more, he thought he wasn't doing good enough. You knew he was amazing, everyone in the room knew it too, so why didn't he?

He jogs back on the court after a timeout from the other team, getting into a serve/receive position, waiting for the ball to come over the net. The server on the other team hit the ball over, sending it straight to Nishinoya, who receives the ball perfectly, passing it to Kageyama. Backing up into the set, Hinata runs behind Kageyama, surprising the blockers on the other side of the net when Hinata smacks the floating ball down with his might. Instead of the ball hitting the floor, the left-back position receives the ball at the seam, shanking it towards the audience.

Another point.

The crowd goes wild and the air tightens as the scoreboard raises. You bounce on the bleachers and stomp your feet in excitement, knowing that this match would be over soon.

Kei exhales sharply at the whistle, relief, and nervousness seeping out of him. He can do it, he thought. Only one more point. When the ball passes him to the other side of the court, quickly moves to the right side of the net, jumping and completely regretting his decision once the ball hits the floor. He watches the ball trail off in shock, the whistle suddenly getting too loud for him. He grits his teeth in defeat, thinking that it would be over for them. His head faces the ground, his hands are balled up in fists. That's when you decide to take initiative.

Inhaling a harsh breath, you stand up putting your hands on each side of your face before yelling out to him.

"TSUKISHIMA KEI!!!"

His head whips from the floor, his eyes widening once they find yours in the big crowd. You stand out- to him at least.

"DON'T GIVE UP!!! YOU GOT THIS!! LET'S GO!!"

His pupils dilate at your figure cheering him on, suddenly wishing he hadn't told you to stay home. He didn't know you were there, or how you get here in the first place, but he was glad you came. He wanted you there. His shocked expression turned into a smirk of confidence before he turns back around and goes to his position. The whistle blows once more, telling the server that they can go. He refocuses on the court, watching the ball and everyone near it, analyzing everyone's movements and predicting where the ball is going to go. The big spiker on the other team runs towards the net with his approach, swinging his arms back, ready to slam the ball down as Kei quickly beats him to it, jumping and raising his arms on top of the net in defense.

The ball smacks the floor of the court.

Kei's eyes glow when his feet touch the ground again.

They won.

He tries his best to catch his breath, heaving once his teammates trample him on the ground. You scream in victory, jumping up and down, sprinting down the bleachers to the team, them welcoming you with tight hugs and cries of joy. Electricity coursed through Kei's veins, adrenaline making his sight clearer, his hearing less muffled and his breathing a lot clearer.

You see Kei on the other side of the court, getting up and steadying himself on his feet once you two lock eyes. You run towards him with a fast pace, him reciprocating as his legs speed up toward you. You jump on him, clinging to him as much as you could when wrapping your legs around him, digging your head in his shoulder. His hand immediately grab the back of your thighs for support, helping your body balance on his while you tug on his neck.

You praise him, telling him how proud you were of him picking himself up and being the best, telling him how amazing his blocks and spikes were, how amazing he was. You could hear his breathless laughs of joy, a genuine smile painting his face when you subconsciously pepper his face in firm pecks from your lips, showering him in sweet affection for his win.

"YOU DID SO AMAZING KEI!! I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!! THAT WAS SO COOL!! YOU SHOULDA SEEN YOURSELF OUT THERE! OH MY GOD THAT WAS- THAT WAS PERFECT!! I KNOW YOU WERE DOUBTING YOURSELF A LITTLE BIT BUT YOU WERE AMAZING THE WHOLE TIME I MEAN-"

Your words muffle when his lips crash onto your- a rough, exciting kiss that has you moaning in his mouth from surprise and desperation from wanting this for the longest time. Your hands slide up from his neck to his cheeks, palming them and pulling him closer while your lips disconnect and reconnect rapidly, not being able to get enough of each other. His hands subtly, but firmly squeeze your thighs while you tilt your head, giving him the chance to kiss you deeper. The amount of emotion going through your bodies, desperation, love, excitement, impatience, relief, mixing with the adrenaline in your system's causing your worlds to finally collide and mix.

"What are they doing?"

"I don't know but I feel like I'm interrupting something"

"I think they're the ones interrupting"

"Just let them have this one, guys"

"They are literally about to do it on the court how am I not supposed to feel uncomfortable, Suga-san?"

"Aw, these lovebirds are finally getting together, I knew it would happen"

"Liar, you bet they wouldn't!"

"Tanaka-san! You weren't supposed to say anything!"

You couldn't hear any of the banter in the background, your only focus was him, and his only focus was you. And all the team could do was watch.

pls i know this was rlly ooc im super sorry

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[17tetsuro]

could u do fake dating headcanons where they slowly fall for u w atsumu, kenma & oikawa,, gn pronounces are fine :)

haikyuu boys slowly falling for you (fake dating edition) (gn!reader)

feat: atsumu, kenma, oikawa

warnings: fake dating, abuse of cliche tropes and commas and question marks, timeskip setting because im anything but creative, swearing

requests are open!

a/n: thank you for requesting this!! i hope you like it :D

atsumu

* you’ve been friends with him ever since high school and you watched his career grow

* youre both equally proud of each other n your friendship is built on mutual respect, trust and love

* you basically live in his apartment, with how much time you spend over there

* he would complain 24/7 about not having anyone to go to events with

* at one point you wanted to strangle him for never shutting up about it so you propose you go with him from time to time

* atsumu: “yeah, that was a setup”

* he KNOWS you’re drop dead gorgeous and everyone will be jealous of him that you’re with him (and you also look very good in formalwear, which he very much enjoys)

* and you get to have free food and drinks and also wear immaculate expensive clothes

* so,, you became his regular date for sponsorship events and stuff

* and you never really outright said you were just friends?? so you’re used to the media portraying you two as lovers but your close circle is aware that your relationship is platonic

* everything was going great until one of his sponsor company’s heir started hitting on you

* atsumu saw you flirting with the person and his mind went blank

* he,, he didn’t understand why he wanted to commit multiple crimes on the spot

* bokuto conveniently showed up next to atsumu at that moment

“hey, atsumu? why is your date flirting with them?” bokuto asked, suddenly appearing next to atsumu, which startled the latter out of his thoughts.

a better question would be why atsumu saw red at the thought of you getting friendly with anyone but him that night. he tried his best to keep his composure, but it was hard when you rested a hand on the heir’s shoulder, leaning your head back while laughing.

“atsumu, are you not going to answer me? your lover is-“

“my what?” atsumu asked, attention now completely off you.

“your lover? is that a term you don’t like? i could say partner... significant other... or anything you want, really,” bokuto answered, apologizing.

“you- you think me and (y/n) are together?”

“aren’t you? what, with the way you look at each other i was convinced you two were like... high school sweethearts or something, who hate pda,” bokuto explained, while atsumu’s eyes trailed back to you.

“you think... you think they’d wan’ me?”

“are you blind, buddy?”

you must have sensed their gazes, because as soon as those words left bokuto’s mouth, your eyes snapped towards atsumu and bokuto. the latter started waving with a cheerful smile while the former just stood, entranced by you and your presence. atsumu noticed traces of confusion appearing on your face, and watched as you excused yourself from the conversation you were previously interested in.

“‘tsumu, are you alright?” you questioned, approaching the pair. bokuto grinned and left, which made you even more confused.

“yeah, i’m fi- fine. hey, uh, (y/n), say... do you- why did you offer to come to these events as my date?” atsumu asked, eyes dead set on yours. you cracked a confused smile. you seemed to be capable of nothing but confusion at the moment.

“because you’re my best friend and i hated to see you so down because of your loneliness at these gatherings,” you replied, holding his gaze. “why didn’t you oppose it?”

his eyes studied you and when he saw nothing but sincerity, he let out a loud sigh. this was all very new and confusing to him. it’s like bokuto calling you atsumu’s lover set off a bomb inside his head that instead of causing a mess, made everything fall into place; why his gaze seemed to linger on you more often than before, why he was so eager to choose your outfits for these events, why he went to parties he didn’t even have to attend, why he got so jealous and angry when he saw you with the cute heir.

“holy shit,” he breathed and ran his hands through his hair, letting out a nervous chuckle and lowering his gaze to the ground. “holy shit.”

“you look like you’ve been enlightened, and i love that for you, but ‘tsumu, i’m still very confused.”

“i’m in love with you,” he said in disbelief, and quickly snapped his eyes back to your face when he realized he said it out loud. “i- i mean- i’m not in love with you, no way in hell, you’re- you’re my best friend, you- you smack my head whenever i say somethin’ inappropriate, you keep me from underminin’ myself, you always lift my spirits and for fuck’s sake, please, stop lookin’ at me like that because i will be getting hopeful and if you’re just joking, i will never hear the end of it and-“

you finally hd enough of his rambling and cut him off with a kiss. at first he froze, but seconds later he melted into your embrace, hands sneaking around your waist, pulling you closer.

when your lips separated, atsumu gasping for air after his word vomit and the long kiss you shared, you spoke up. “miya atsumu, you’re a real dumbass, you know that?”

his breath hitched and you kept quiet for a second to let him suffer a bit.

“but you’re my dumbass. i love you, you absolute piece of work.”

atsumu honest to god giggled and leaned in for another kiss, which you gave him without hesitation.

somewhere in the room, bokuto was collecting the money sakusa promised to give him if he got you two to kiss.

kenma

* kenma and you are both twitch streamers with similar content so you knew of each other but weren’t properly introduced

* until one of your mutual friends invited you both to stream among us with them

* you obv accepted

* so during the 3 hr stream, you and kenma were imposters together a lot and had the biggest, most twisted imp plays

* a friendly competition broke out at one point, too, trying to see who exposed the most impostors between the two of you

* your fans ate your dynamic up

* from then on, you two interacted more and started to appear in each others’ streams

* kenma even invited you to his minecraft smp

* you became besties basically

* SO

* all fun and games

* and then a huge sponsorship opportunity rolled in

* and the people at the company assumed you were dating

* uh oh

* you couldnt just tell them they have it wrong bc the whole thing depended on your relationship

* so

* big brain kenma suggest you two start to “date”

* you were against deceiving your followers but kenma assured you you could have a public breakup and tell everyone you were better off as friends

* so you reluctantly agreed

* it was only for two months anyways, what could go wrong?

* both of you, on week 3, in separate discord calls: uh oh, im in l*ve

* you both tried to cope (read: repress everything) but the realization on both of your parts threw your dynamic off a bit and fans have noticed

* so you had to do something abt it

* so kenma suggested you try your hand at a minecraft challenge together

* it was all fun and games until it wasnt

* you somehow ended up flirting back and forth ????

* chat was goin crazy, even in sub only mode

* both of you: ha ha im in danger

* when the stream ended, you stayed on call, because that was a routine you stuck to no matter what

“so... how are you doing?” you asked kenma, trying to clear the awkwardness from the air.

“good.”

maybe you should have taken kenma’s refusal to talk about anything into account when initiating conversation.

kenma, on the other end of the call was anxiously playing with his fingers, trying to figure out if his chat was right, and you were indeed flirting with him. and him with you. god.

“hey, y/n,” kenma said after a while, “were you flirting with me?”

his bluntness startled you and you had to mute yourself for a few seconds while you collected yourself.

“is there a correct answer?” you asked hesitantly.

“yes.”

“oh... uhm, maybe? it wasn’t intentional. or maybe it was, subconsciously, i don’t know,” you admitted quietly.

“good. it was intentional on my part, i think,” and okay, that was not the reply you expected to hear.

“really?”

“yeah, i- i like you i guess,” he said, sounding more confident by the minute. “do you like me too?”

“i- yeah. i do. i like you, kenma,” you replied, sighing a breath of relief. it felt good to admit it aloud to him.

“do you- would you maybe want to come over?” he asked sheepishly, which made absolutely no sense because he sounded so confident a second ago. “we could play mario kart?”

you let the beaming smile you were holding back take over your face. “i’ll be there in 10, kenma.”

“i’ll be waiting for you.”

oikawa

* on god mans hated your guts

* like,, okay, you were iwa’s close friend but you were so annoyingly honest all the time

* it drove him mad

* what also drove him mad is the fact that you loved to tease him

* no matter what the circumstance, whether he was in japan or in argentina, you always found a way to make him blush

* okay so maybe hate is a strong word, because he kind of thought you were pretty, but in a platonic way

* dumbass

* iwa always give both of you shit for not liking each other

* so you came up with a big brain idea

* you: ”oikawa! we should date!”

* oikawa: “what”

* after you explained the concept of fake dating to him and its benefits (which included a staged dramatic breakup, giving you both a reason to hate each other without iwa complaining)

* he was totally down

* iwa, when he first saw you holding hands: “i knew it”

* SO!! thus began weeks of pretending to be in love with each other for the sake of iwa

* which turned from pretending to not pretending real quick for your liking

* falling in love with oikawa was not a plan of yours

* (falling in love with you wasn’t his, either)

* with iwa’s constant nagging of “i knew it, you both were head over heels for each other from the moment you met”, the time for the breakup came quicker than expected (maybe you both had enough. so what.)

* you agreed to do it in front of iwa so he could see it happen

* you chose a mcdonalds parking lot, because then you could storm off and iwa would follow you to make sure you were ok and oikawa could go home and sleep

* maybe winging it was not the best idea

“babe,” you said with venom, “haven’t i told you a thousand times that i do not want to hear about your exes? seriously, it’s like the only thing you talk about,” you complained, as your fake-boyfriend took a sip from his drink.

“well, babe,” his tone matching yours, “i would shut up about them if took the hint sometimes. maybe i don’t like going to the movies as much as you seem to, it’s boring,” he rolled his eyes, subtly glancing at iwa, who looked very uncomfortable third wheeling your argument. good

“jerk. i don’t even want to go to the movies that much, asshole,” you spat, crushing your empty cup in your hand.

“oh, you want to go to the movies plenty. face it, (y/n), you’re boring. no wonder you didn’t have a boyfriend before me,” he replied and his words, even though you knew were fake, still hit hard and you couldn’t help the tears gathering in your eyes.

“okay, then, thanks for these wonderful past few weeks, so glad you decided to take pity on me.” you tried to keep acting, encouraging yourself with the fact that if oikwa meant what he said, you wouldn’t have to talk to him if iwaizumi finally saw you two break up.

you expected a lot of things, but genuineness in oikawa’s eyes was not one of them.

“(y/n), i’m sorry, i didn’t mean it like that,” oikawa pleaded, clearly forgetting about your mutual goal.

with a mumbled whatever, you started walking home, letting the sunset wash over your face. when you knew you were out of sight, you sat down on a bench and just started crying.

you don’t know how much time passed, but you heard a voice behind you speak up.

“hey (y/n).”

“what the fuck do you want, oikawa? to rub in the fact that my first boyfriend was just faking it so his best friend would get off his back? leave me alone, jerk,” you said, trying to wipe your tears away.

“i- i didn’t mean it like that, please, believe me,” he replied, taking a seat next to you. you scooted away from him. he sighed.

“why would i believe you? why do you want to make up, anyways? this fight was pretty real, no way iwaizumi didn’t believe it,” you sniffed.

“because maybe... maybe i was very happy about the fact that i could be your boyfriend, even if it was fake. maybe i’m in love with you,” he said softly, leaning towards you.

“please, stop playing games. it’s over,” you replied, trying very hard to ignore the raw emotion in his voice as he spoke.

“i really am, (y/n). i wasn’t at first, i admit it, but now i am. i love you, please, believe me,” he begged and you finally made eye contact with him. eyes were mirrors of the soul, after all.

you studied his face for a few minutes, looking for anything that could indicate he was trying to pull a shit prank on you, but you found nothing.

“asshole. maybe i’m in love with you too, what would you do if i said that?” you asked, wiping your nose with your sleeves.

“kiss you.”

“do it, then, i guess. but you’re still not completely forgiven.”

“what do i have to do to earn your forgiveness, (y/n)?” he asked and you sent him a mischievous smile.

“take the blame for this whole fiasco with iwaizumi.” he froze at your words and visibly gulped, but nodded nonetheless.

“okay, i will. can i kiss you now?”

you rolled your eyes. “yeah.”

and he did.

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