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as someone who just made the idol quiz expecting like 3 ppl to take it waking up to it being at the top of the uquiz trending page was rather bizarre
also we have reached 3000 chuunis 🥳 at first i was a little worried that I'd accidentally rigged the quiz in their favour but seeing everyone's feedback it is clear that a lot of you are just chuuni and that is ok. the world is just chuunis all around 🫶
#watanuki AND doumeki are in the idol quiz#somehow#when theres a will theres a way#idol quiz#idol archetype quiz#its so funny seeing everyones reactions#totally unexpected tho#i expected it to flop it was just smth i made over a couple late nights when i was too sick to work haha#im glad we are all idols and cringe. im glad that we learned this#the true purpose of this quiz: to see who liked what meme from my react folder more
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Imagine if shining a blacklight on Danny revealed his ghost form. Dude looks totally normal but then Sam takes him to a goth rave and boom #exposed because black hair doesn’t usually turn shock white under UV lights and eyes don’t typically glow like that. Haha whoops.
Alternatively Wes discovers this and tries to expose Danny with a blacklight but through a series of contrived coincidences and unexpected shenanigans it doesn’t work, even though he thought it was gonna be foolproof.
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MC: *strangling a customer with one hand*
The customer: Nh...
MC: ...
Jade, Floyd, and Azul: ...
The other customers: *watching*
Octavinelle student A: What happened?
Octavinelle student B: That customer tried to touch them.
Octavinelle student A: Oh shit—
Octavinelle student B: Yes. He's doomed.
The customer: I'm... a... paying customer... Nh...
MC: No, you're not.
MC: I know a disgusting hobo when I see one.
The customer: Please spare me... I will never do it again...
Floyd: MC~ Why not let go of that one~?
Jade: Floyd is right. We'll deal with him for you.
MC: Huh. You're right. I've lost my temper for something like this.
Azul: *mumbles* Except you were never the type to have temper.
MC: Azul, make sure I receive a huge compensation for this.
MC: Since I have touched dirt for a couple of minutes.
Azul: Yes, yes.
MC: *throws the customer hard to the ground*
The customer: *groans*
MC: *sprays their hand with disinfectant*
Jade: *walks up to the customer and proceeds to drag him by the hair*
Jade: Floyd, prepare the body bag.
Floyd: Okay~.
Azul: ...
Azul: Everyone, since your meal has been disturbed by this unexpected event, I would like to announce a 15% off to your total meal.
MC: But that doesn't include my tip.
Azul: Yes.
The other customers: Oh no, it's fine. We'll pay our actual total.
MC: ...
MC: *smiles* Aren't you all adorable?
The other customers: *blush*
Azul: ...
Azul: Should I remind the customers to be respectful to you?
MC: Hm? Remind?
MC: Do you think I'm an animal at the zoo that needs a warning label?
Azul: Of course not.
Azul: Anyway, I knew that customer earlier tried to touch you, but did something else happen?
Azul: You would normally break someone's hand or throw them off the wall if that was the case.
MC: Ah. He said something that completely repulsed me.
Azul: And that was?
MC: "I'll be a good father to your 20 children."
MC: Who does he think he is?
Azul: ...
Azul: Understandable.
MC: *sigh* I need to splurge to unwind.
Azul: You can do so after your shift.
MC: *stares at him*
Azul: ...
Azul: Fine. Just be back in three hours.
MC: You're really the best, Azul. *walks out of his office*
Azul: *sigh*
Kalim: That must've been awful!
MC: You're right. *fake tears* I felt sullied.
Jamil: That was indeed unfortunate. But I'm sure you didn't let it slide.
MC: Of course. What do you take me for?
Jamil: Okay then. Stop using Kalim's card left and right!
MC: I have the permission of the owner.
Kalim: Yeah! I gave them my permission, Jamil! *beams*
Jamil: *sigh*
MC: Hm. I still have an hour left. How about we go to something fancy?
Jamil: Go back to your work.
MC: No.
Kalim: Haha!
Jamil: ...
MC: *someone tried to rob them on the way* *is now stepping on his hand with their pointed high heels*
Kalim and Jamil: ...
Kalim: Um, MC? His hand is bleeding. 🥺
MC: He's fine. He's breathing. See? *nudges his head with their foot*
Jamil: ...
Jamil: MC, your actions are too much for Kalim. Let's just call the authorities.
MC: *rolls eyes* Fine.
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in which a popstar breaks up with her longterm boyfriend, and an f1 driver shoots his shoot. ౨ৎ logan x popstar!reader
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yourusername ‘emails i can’t send’ out august 5th 💌
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user cant wait to see u there 🥹
user mom & daughter
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user my two favorite blondies 🫶🏼
whitneypeak MY GIRL!! IM SO PROUD
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taylorswift so happy to have you 😄💘
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gracieabrams 👅👅👅😍😍😍❤️❤️❤️🩷🩷😚🩷💋🥲😚
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lilymhe PRINCESS
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lilymhe I can’t believe I’m seeing you and taylor the same night 🙈🙈
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→ user omg lily is going to the eras again 🥹
→ user bring alex!!
→ lilymhe i’ll try 🤫
→ user logan too.. let him shoot his shot 🙏🏼
landonorris wish i could go 😞😞😞
→ yourusername #FAKEFRIEND
→ landonorris do i get a song
→ yourusername 🌝
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oh hi there 🙈
lily told me that u were coming!
we should totallyyyyy hang out after it yk 😅😅
logansargeant
oh yeah totally haha
sorry i got nervous
a pretty lady slid into my dms
yourusername
got me blushing 🫣
okay anyways i have to go
concert stuff, am i right haha
logansargeant
totally
i’ll see you performing, pretty girl
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yourusername eras tour.. mex N1 WOW 💌
mexico city i love u, and can’t wait for night 2 & 3!!
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user literal angel 🫶🏼🫶🏼
user UNREAL
user logan hunter sargeant what are you doing here
user so glad i was there 🥹
user mother is MOTHERING
user who else cried 😭😭😭
user watched from a glitchy live stream 😞
lilymhe WOW
lilymhe YOU WERE AMAZING 🩷🩷
→ yourusername 😭😭💖💖 I LOVE YOU!!
logansargeant glad you were the opener to my first concert!
→ yourusername i was the opener to ur first concert?? 😅😅 i hope i lived up to your expectations
→ logansargeant you definitely did :)
→ alex_albon LOGAN THE RIZZLER 🔥🔥
→ user lil bro got that bald eagle rizz
→ user AAAAHAUAHAHAAHA
→ user yn come perform in vegas for f1
alex_albon logan was mesmerized the whole time
→ yourusername 🤭🤭
→ logansargeant don’t expose me 😔
→ user WINGMAN ALEX!!!!
yourusername added one new story
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logansargeant replied to your story
oh hey
i think that’s me
yourusername
oh really?
logansargeant
yeah 🥸
yourusername
i heard you mention me in the interview
i giggled
logansargeant
can i get your number
yourusername
oh uhm
hahahahaah
yes 😵💫😵💫
it’s xxx-xxx-xxx 💌
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yourusername love u texas 🤠!!
thanks for inviting me f1 to this amaazing race 😚
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user yk who else was in a cowboy? logan.
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→ alex_albon lil bro gettin confident 😳
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user i have no clue abt this sport but the drivers 🫣
user yn at an f1 race is not what i expected in my feed today
user im actually a cowboy hahahaha
lilymhe you made the race 100x more fun xx
→ yourusername ily 👩🏼❤️💋👩🏻👩🏼❤️💋👩🏻
alex_albon logan is giggling over this post.. he wants u so extremely bad its actually HORRENDOUS
→ yourusername i want him too 😵💫😵💫
→ logansargeant are we abt to kiss rn
→ user OH!!
→ user 😧😧
logansargeant my lucky charm, i got points bc of u 😊
→ yourusername yeah I should get a kiss yk… hah 🤣
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logansargeant ocean blue eyes, lookin’ in mine 🤍
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user ur joking
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user the gorgeous caption ….. DHMU
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user God i see what u do for others.
user who else screamed
lilymhe TAYLOR LIKED UR POST WHAT
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→ user “MY popstar” get out
→ user they’re dating omgogmgomggomg
yourusername u have pretty eyes baby
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lilymhe you’re welcome btw…
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logansargeant my amazing girlfriend wanted me to tell you all that… “slut!” is now out on all streaming platforms!!
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yourusername in a world of boys, he’s a gentleman 🩷
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logansargeant can u hear it in the silence?
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౨ৎ first fic on my new blog!! let’s goo 😵💫
i hope u enjoy it! i’ll try being more
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jokes
y/n just posted a story!
caption- just some thoughts 🤭🤭🤔🤔
@realchalamet just tweeted- yes, y/n actually made me go through my following and explain
@y/n liked and retweeted
@y/n replied- okay but you were totally willing !!!
@realchalamet liked and replied- I guess I just love you so much I'd do any and everything for you idk
@yellowyn replied- awwww 🥺😭😭😭
@leestimmy replied- LMFAOOOOO I'm just picturing yall doing this and I'm deadddd
@timmysdunesss replied- okay. now swallow an airtag
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tchalamet literally the most beautiful girl i've seen in my whole life. nobody compares!!! 😍😍
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zendaya did y/n steal your phone be honest
tchalamet no this is just me appreciating my wonderful girlfriend
y/n omg so unexpected haha thank you timmy 🥰😘😘
tchalamet anything for my princess
worldlyyn okay but timmy is actually away filming rn so she's not with him, he fr posted this 💀😭😭
headbandyn but y/n DEF told him LMAOOO
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y/n i ❤️ my boyfriend
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rachelzegler im dead.
willymywonka PLEASEEEEEEEEEE 💀💀💀💀💀
tchalamet why.
florenceamy LITTLE TIMMYYYY
die4yn LOSING IT OVER THISSSSSS
timmylaurie AYE NOW CHOP 🗣🗣🗣
y/n RAH RAH LIKE A DUNGEON DRAGON LIKE A DUNGEON DRAGON 🗣🗣🗣
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tchalamet I'll love her as long as I breathe
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cookieyn VRYINGG
timmylaurie damn he's so in love im crying
y/n wowww so you won't love me anymore when we die ??? ok. noted.
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tchalamet I can't with you.
y/n 😁🥰🥰😘😘😘
ynxlee why are they the best couple ever
timmytimstan don't get the hype over that fugly girl
lomlyn can you stfu he doesnt want you bro he never will you're literally hideous and evil why would he ever even associate with you
timmyscat DAMN 💀💀💀
y/n just posted a story!
caption- i watch wonka or little women when i miss him 😔💔🫶 my whimsical man
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y/n ill be the brightest, you'll see
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tsgf she's showing wayyyy too much omg, no way timothee is okay w this
ynsheadphones kys tbh
y/n okay and I'll show more, tf ?
tchalamet liked
tchalamet wow.
tchalamet how are you so perfect
sunshineyn timothée is so lucky bro wtf man
spideyyn i wanna know what he did in a past life to deserve this
tchalamet my girl is hot !!!
scrubscrubtimmy should we give timothée some space? 🤔💀💀💀
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tchalamet we do go outside !!! a lot!!!!!
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y/n that was our first time seeing the sun in like three months don't lie
tchalamet 🤫🤫🤫
y/n I'm literally edward cullen
tchalamet my 104 year old girlfriend 😍😍😍
y/n liked
timmytimstan ugh ofc she's a twilight stan, tasteless and annoying !!!
rachelzegler to quote Robert Pattinson, it's not even cool to be a twilight hater anymore 🙃
y/n and tchalamet liked
buzzyyn mama y papa
@y/n just tweeted- WONKA NOW ON HBO (or is it max now? 🤔🙄)
@realchalamet liked and replied- WHY
@y/n replied- 🙁
@shrekxyn replied- WHERED YOU EVEN FIND THIS PLEASEEEEE
@y/n replied to @shrekxyn- tiktok blessed me 😍😍 also wtf is your @ helpp
@curlyyn replied- omg new pfp lets goooo
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Everlong
Warnings: 18+, angst, unrequited feelings, smut, slight dubcon(?), spit kink (kind of), unprotected sex, alcohol, weed, sex... all the good stuff, 9k words
Pairings: Eddie Munson x fem!reader // Steve Harrington x fem!reader // eventual Steddie x reader (maybe)
Summary: Your love for your best friend brought you nothing but pain and heartache but an unexpected offer and the chance to forget all about your feelings might change everything.
Note: This will be a mini series! And I totally didn’t name this series after my favorite song haha. @corrodedcorpses & @lnnlove thank you for all the ideas you gave me for this fic, they really helped me get even more inspired <3
part two
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He is beautiful, so beautiful it’s unfair, you curse the gods that created him. Not only is he the prettiest man you have ever laid your eyes on, he is also the kindest and sweetest person you know. Well– that’s probably only half true.
The way he smiles is almost contagious, he runs his fingers through his hair as he talks and leans closer. You blush as your eyes move down to his torso. His shirt lifted up a bit as he leaned his hand on the doorframe, allowing you to see his happy trail. God, he is so hot.
You swallow, clearing your throat, you grow annoyed at yourself for letting your mind go to places. Looking around, you try to see if someone caught you staring and sure enough, the person that you were avoiding the most stood there with a smirk on his devilishly handsome face.
Rolling your eyes, you sigh and look away. Raising your cup to your lips, you finish the rest of your drink.
His eyes rake over your body as he makes his way over to you, licking his lips, he smirks to himself. You’re wearing a short skirt, shorter than usual and he can’t help but let his mind wander. He steps behind you, leaning in “you are hopeless, sweetheart.”
His husky voice sends shivers down your spine. Turning around, a quiet gasp leaves your lips as you notice how close he is. Your noses almost bumped together as you turned around. His smirk grows as you blush.
“Leave me alone, Munson.”
He chuckles “why?”
“Can’t you go stand somewhere else?” you ask, annoyed.
“That’s my trailer, I can stand wherever I want,” he states with a smug look on his face.
You roll your eyes and turn your face away, leaning against the wall, you hold the cup against your chest “right,” you mumble.
It’s not that you don’t like Eddie, you do, in a way. You’re just bitter over the fact that he kind of stole your best friend and nestled his way into the friend group so easily, you don’t mind it or him, you just feel more alone ever since Steve distanced himself from you to hang out more with Eddie.
You are thankful for what he did, without him you wouldn’t have won the fight against Vecna. He was brave but that bravery almost cost him his life. You were the one who held him and begged him to stay. You never felt anyone clinging to your body the way he did that night. He didn’t want to die, he wanted to stay and he looked at you with pleading eyes, he cried and so did you. You promised that you would get him out and you did, you managed to keep him awake and you managed to get him out.
He presses his palm against the wall next to your head, looking down at you “didn’t think you’d come.”
“Why?” you ask.
He shrugs “you never come over to my place.”
You turn to him, looking into his dark eyes “well, you never threw a party before so..”
He nods “that’s true,” he pauses, looking around. It wasn’t exactly a big party, just close friends and their partners “and I probably never will again.”
“Why?” you chuckle.
“I’ll have to clean up that mess all by myself,” he mumbles, groaning.
“That’s why I never throw parties,” you smirk.
He shakes his head “nah, that’s not why, you don’t throw parties because you don’t want to see Harrington making out with some other girl in your own apartment,” he says, pointing to Steve who now has his date pinned to the wall and his tongue down her throat.
The smile falls from your lips and your stomach drops. You should be used to this already. He always does this, he brings a new date to every party he goes to, makes her fall for his charm, hooks up with her and never talks to her again. He is an asshole and you should despise him for what he is doing but you don’t. No, you are hopelessly in love with Steve Harrington, your best friend. And that’s probably why you and Eddie don’t get along. He teases you for it, he makes fun of you for being in love with someone who couldn’t give a shit about your feelings.
“Bet you wish that was you huh? You’ll never be the girl he wants, y/n. Maybe the one he’ll settle for but that’s all so you might as well move on.”
He knows it, Steve knows you are in love with him. You foolishly confessed your love to him when he brought you home after a party, you were wasted and he took care of you. He removed your makeup, brushed your hair and helped you put on your pajamas and you couldn’t help but blurt out ‘I love you, Steve.’ and then you passed out. He talked to you about it the next day and as foolish as you were, you really hoped that he would say he feels the same– keeping the promise that he gave you when you were children ‘you will be my girl one day.’ is what 14 year old Steve Harrington said. But things didn’t go the way you wanted them to.
‘I love you too.’ is what he said when he cupped your face and looked at you with his pretty soft eyes and you almost started crying happy tears because you thought you finally got him until there was the little ‘but’, he sighed and his eyes flickered with guilt ‘but I'm not ready for a relationship. I want you but I just can’t commit, not yet, babe.’
‘I’m not ready to stop chasing skirts’ is what he really should have said.
Steve Harrington broke your heart that day. He said he loved you but you weren’t enough for him and yet, you were willing to wait for him despite the pain he put you through whenever he would show up with a new girl by his side.
You scoff, rolling your eyes, you walk away, not wanting to look at him any longer or hear any of Eddie’s bullshit. He knows you love him and he knows how much it hurts for you to see him with someone else and yet he continues to make fun of you and laugh whenever he sees the pain in your eyes.
Eddie calls for you and sighs when you ignore him, he watches you slam your glass on the counter before you leave the trailer, slamming the door.
He throws his head back against the wall, groaning. Eddie likes you, he always did. You shared a few classes and he couldn’t help but steal glances at you. You were one of the few people who was nice to him. He never dared to talk to you though, too nervous to say the wrong thing and scare you off so he opted for staring and admiring you from afar. That was until a drug deal with the head cheerleader went wrong and he was dragged into a mess you and your friends were in already.
Your presence calmed him back then and he couldn’t help but develop a crush on you. He saw the way you looked at Steve though, you basically had heart eyes for that man, something that left him with a bitter taste in his mouth. Steve couldn’t care less about your feelings for him. He was too busy chasing other girls but you didn’t care, that look in your eyes never changed and neither did your feelings for him so Eddie didn’t allow his feelings to grow deeper than they already had, knowing that he would just end up with a broken heart in the end and yet he can’t help but think of you when he has his hand wrapped around his cock late at night. Thinking of your pretty face and your pretty voice, thinking about the way you would moan and whimper his name if he got to fuck you silly.
Eddie is fucked.
“Hey Eddie!”
Eddie turns to see Argyle waving him over, holding up two shots “come here, dude,” he grins as he sits back down between Jonathan and Gareth.
He nods. Glancing back at Steve, he scoffs, shaking his head. He could have the girl of his dreams and yet he’s wasting time with a girl he probably won’t ever see again after today.
Sitting down on the armchair, he accepts the shot that Argyle offers him “you good, dude?”
He nods “yeah.. yeah, I’m good.”
Argyle tilts his head as he stares at him “you sure? Looked like a kicked puppy when y/n walked away, did you say the wrong thing again?” he teases him.
Eddie huffs “shut up,” he mumbles causing Argyle to chuckle “so you did say the wrong thing. Stop teasing that poor girl.”
Argyle became a part of the friend group just like Eddie did. While Eddie uses every opportunity to annoy the hell out of you, Argyle is a pretty good friend who surprisingly gives the best advice, even when it comes to relationships which is quite shocking, considering he doesn’t date.
“Can’t help it, I just love the way she gets so annoyed,” Eddie says.
Argyle smirks at him “you love it, huh?”
Eddie’s face falls and he opens his mouth to reply when you walk back in with Robin, who immediately leaves your side when she spots Nancy sitting on her boyfriend’s lap. She reaches for her hand and pulls her up “sorry, gotta steal your girl real quick,” she grins at Jonathan before she turns to look at Nancy “you won’t believe what happened.”
With a frown on your face, you look at them as they talk in hushed whispers as they walk down the hallway and disappear in the bathroom. A sad feeling settles in your chest. It’s not just Steve you are losing, it’s also Robin as it seems. You were always the first person she would go to whenever something happened but now she shares her secrets with Nancy and leaves you out.
Great.
There’s two types of heartbreak. The one where a lover breaks your heart and the one where a friend breaks your heart. You experienced both and god, it hurts.
You stand there like a fool ‘why am I even here?’ you think to yourself, no one even wants you here anymore.
Steve ditched you for some girl and if it wasn’t for her, then it would have been Eddie. Robin no longer needs you anymore, Nancy is her new best friend.
No one wants you, no one needs you. You’re the person people settle for. That’s what Eddie said and you guess he was right.
“Fuck this,” you mumble as you feel the bile rising in your throat, you need to get out of here. Looking around for your jacket, you spot it, draped over the armchair, where Eddie sits talking to Jonathan and Argyle. Sighing, you walk over to him and reach for your leather jacket but Eddie’s arm is resting on it “can I have my jacket?” you mumble in annoyance.
All three of them look up at you in confusion.
“Are you leaving?” Jonathan asks.
“Yeah.”
Eddie furrows his brows, looking up at you through his bangs “wait why?” he asks, not letting you take your jacket yet.
“Because I want to go home.”
“You just got here an hour ago!” Argyle says “come on, sit down,” he pats the free seat between him and Jonathan.
You smile but shake your head “no… it’s okay, I’m gonna go.”
Your smile doesn’t reach your eyes and Eddie can see it, he became good at reading your emotions and right now he knows that you’re sad. Without thinking twice, he grabs your wrist “come on, stay with us. We could play a game together or something.”
A look of confusion settles on your face, you look down at Eddie’s hand and then you look back into his eyes. Why does he want you to stay?
“Yeah, come here. Ain’t no way we’re letting you go right now,” Argyle says, getting up, he reaches for your hand. Your hand slips out of Eddie’s and you almost fall into his lap as you trip over his feet as Argyle tugs at your hand.
“Whoa easy there, sweetheart,” Eddie mumbles, placing his hands on your hips to steady you, an action that warms your cheek. Suddenly your skin feels hot and your stomach flutters.
He lets go of you as you sit down on the couch, settling between Jonathan and Argyle, hating the way you miss the warm touch of Eddie.
Jonathan opens a beer for you and hands it to you with a grin on his face while Argyle offers you his joint, you can’t help but chuckle “come on girl, smoke a little, it’ll make all your sadness go away.”
“Who says that I’m sad?” you ask, laughing.
Argyle opens his mouth to reply but Jonathan beats him to it, “it’s obvious, you got that pout on your lips and you look like a kicked puppy.”
His best friend laughs “just like Edward here, he also looks like a kicked puppy whenever you look at St–” Eddie kicks his feet and gives him a death glare but he only laughs and waves him off.
You furrow your brows as you look at Eddie, suddenly his cheeks are bright red and he avoids your eyes.
Jonathan snorts at the look on both of your faces. Eddie is awkward and you are so clueless. While he loves to tease Eddie about his not so small crush on you, he also feels bad for him, knowing that you only have eyes for one guy, one that he doesn’t particularly like.
“Hey,” Jonathan nudges your shoulder, taking your attention away from Eddie “are we still in for Sunday?”
“Yeah! Of course!” you smile.
“What’s on Sunday?” Argyle asks and Eddie also looks at you in Jonathan with curiosity in his eyes.
“It’s for that photography project I told you about.”
“And you didn’t ask me?” Argyle gasps, clutching his heart as though it just broke. You all laugh “I thought we had a thing here, Byers,” he says, wiping his fake tears.
“You’re such an idiot,” you chuckle, snatching the joint out of his hand. Missing the way Eddie looks at you as you place the joint between your lips.
Eddie shifts in his seat, uncomfortably so. Your shirt is tight and he can tell that you are not wearing a bra, your nipples poke through the thin material and it makes him really fucking hard. You cross your knee over the other, your skirt rides up in the process, leaning back, you close your eyes and a smile appears on your face as you exhale the smoke without coughing.
God, why does everything you do have to be so attractive?
You pass the joint over to Jonathan. Feeling eyes on you, you turn to find Eddie staring at you. Surprised, you raise your brows as he continues to stare at you. Usually he would just look away and act like he didn’t look at you in the first place but not right now, no, he just keeps on staring at you, shamelessly so.
He licks his lips as his eyes move down your body, stopping at your thighs, his eyes darken as he watches your skirt ride up even further. His grip tightens around the glass he’s holding while his other hand rests on his thigh, you can’t help but stare at it, the veins in his hands, the rings on his thick and long fingers somehow make your skin heat up and you find yourself wondering what it would feel like to– wait what? Your eyes widen at your own thoughts and you force yourself to look away.
The action doesn’t go unnoticed by Eddie. You clench your thighs together and raise the bottle to your lips, gulping down the beer as though it’s only water and you are dying of thirst.
A smirk grows on his face, who would have thought that he could have an effect on you?
There was always a certain tension between the two of you but he always thought that he was the only one who felt it.
“Guys, we’re leaving,” Steve says, pulling his date along, who you haven’t even learned the name of but then again, Steve probably didn’t even know it himself. You don’t pay any attention to him though and turn away from him to talk to Jonathan.
Eddie only nods at Steve before he looks back to you, watching your reaction. Whenever Steve would leave with his date, you would stare after him with the most heartbroken look on your face but right now, you tried your hardest not to look at him, though your jaw is clenched and you grip the bottle tighter.
Steve furrows his brows as he stares at you, waiting for a ‘goodbye’ from you or even just a smile but he gets nothing and irritates him more than anything.
“Come on, baby,” his date says as she tugs on his hand, brushing her fingers against his arm, trying to pull his attention away from you.
“Yeah.. hold on, Ashley,” he mumbles as he pulls his hand out of her grasp.
“It’s Aspyn,” the girl says, rolling her eyes.
Steve shakes his head, looking at her with a confused look on his face “what?”
She squints her eyes at him “my name? It’s Aspyn.”
“Whatever,” he shrugs before he turns away from her and walks towards you.
Argyle watches the scene with an amused expression on his face, snorting, he turns to Eddie “I like him but he is the biggest asshole I’ve ever met and I went to school with a guy who called himself the plug, he was a drug dealer, claimed to have the best weed which is bullshit of course, I have the best weed.”
Eddie laughs “the plug?”
“Yeah, it was weird man, let me tell you that.”
Steve speaks your name as he stops in front of you, interrupting your conversation with Jonathan. Turning away from him, you look up at your best friend “yeah?” you ask.
Sometimes you hate him.
He stands in front of you, looking at you with a soft look in his eyes, a small frown on his lips. He looks sad, as though you are the one who is hurting him, as though you are the one going home with someone else. As though he won’t walk out of this door to spend the night in a stranger's bed without a single thought of you.
“Yeah?”
“I’m leaving,” he says.
“Okay?” you shrug, furrowing your brows. Does he want a goodbye kiss now?
Eddie watches your interaction with an intrigued look on his face. Jonathan glares at Steve, he knows about your feelings for him and he also knows about the promise he made to you. That he would date you once he’d grow sick of chasing skirts. It’s ridiculous to him and you deserve better than that.
Something that Steve never does is show you affection in front of his dates but here he is leaning down, he cups your cheek and presses a kiss to your forehead “I’ll call you tomorrow,” he says as he caresses your cheek.
Eddie scoffs, rolling his eyes, he clenches his jaw in anger. You did your best to ignore him but of course, Steve had to ruin it and lure you back in. He walks away from you and you stare at him with that same heartbroken look in your eyes as always. And just like that, Steve Harrington has you wrapped around his finger, again. It pisses Eddie off to no end. He considers Steve his best friend, he likes him a lot but he hates the way he plays with your feelings especially because he knows just how you really feel about him.
Your night was ruined, Eddie could see it on your face. Argyle and Jonathan did their best to make you smile again and it worked or at least that’s what they thought. You plastered a smile on your face and they bought it. Eddie didn’t though.
You put the half empty beer bottle on the table and took another hit of Argyle’s joint before you crossed your arms over your chest and leaned back on the couch and spent the rest of the party in silence as you watched the people in Eddie’s trailer with a small but sad smile on your face.
-
The party was over and only two people were left in the trailer. You and Eddie. You fell asleep on his couch a while ago though. Argyle offered to wake you up and take you home but Eddie protested against it, saying he would do it himself.
He covered you with a blanket, forcing himself to look away from your cute face, knowing he would only make things harder for himself.
Sighing, he groans in annoyance at the amount of cups and bottles around his trailer.
“Yup… never throwing a party again,” he mumbles to himself as he reaches for another bottle accidentally knocking over another one causing it to fall over with a loud clang. He curses under his breath, flinching at the sound. He looks back at you, hoping that he didn’t just wake you but your eyes are already open and you look around in confusion.
Your hair is a mess, your eyes look tired, lips a little puffy. Fuck, you look adorable.
Your eyes find Eddie’s and you straighten up right away “w-what..”
“Everyone left… like an hour ago,” he explains, ‘and I totally didn’t spend most of that hour staring at you’ he thinks to himself.
“Oh,” you mumble as you look down at the blanket that Eddie must’ve covered you with. For some reason the thought of him doing that is cute.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to fall asleep.”
He shakes his head, “it’s fine, don’t mind you crashing here.”
Raising your brows in surprise, you look at him with a confused look on your face ,”oh?”
“I mean… we’re friends…. or something, right?” he asks, almost nervously.
“Uh– I’d say we’re more like frenemies,” you say, chuckling.
Getting up, you fold the blanket and place it on the couch before you start helping him clean.
“You don’t have to–”
“I want to,” you interrupt him, glancing at him for a moment before you start collecting all the empty cups.
For a moment it’s silent in the room, apart from the low music and you and Eddie shuffling around the trailer.
“So uh– frenemies huh?” he asks as you find yourself standing next to him, accidentally reaching for the same cup. His fingers brush against yours and you immediately pull your hand away.
“Y-Yeah… it’s uh.. basically–”
“I know what that means, y/n,” he chuckles, finding the flustered look on your face adorable “I’m just wondering why you consider us frenemies instead of friends.”
Running your fingers through your hair, you tilt your head to the side as you give him a confused look “really?”
He rubs his chin, looking just as confused as you are.
Scoffing, you turn away “you’re not an awful person or anything but you say hurtful things sometimes and that’s something that friends don’t do,” you explain as you reach for another empty cup on the counter, throwing it into the trash bag before you look back at him, who still looks confused “just earlier, you told me I’m the person people settle for,” you pause, “and that hurts cause that’s what people usually do when they come into my life. And it’s not just that, a lot of the things you say are hurtful.”
“Wait– that’s not what I said. I said that he would settle for you.”
A humorless laugh leaves your lips “oh wow! That makes me feel so much better, Eddie.”
“Shit, I– I don’t mean.. fuck, I don’t wanna hurt you– I’ll just stop talking,” he mumbles the last part with an eyeroll.
Something Eddie always struggled with is finding the right words. Trying to fix the situation usually results in him making it even worse and somehow that always happens when he talks to you. Maybe it’s because you make him nervous.
You don’t say anything, you just turn away from him and continue to clean in silence until he interrupts it again “what do you see in him anyways, y/n? I mean… Steve’s a nice guy and he’s handsome and everything but he’s kind of an asshole… especially when it comes to you.”
Sighing, you throw the last cups into the trash bag before you turn back to him, leaning your hands on the counter, you shrug “are you asking me this so you can make fun of me some more?”
He sighs as he leans against the counter on the other side, facing you.
“No, I just wanna understand, I guess,” he shrugs with no judgment behind his eyes. He can see the uncertainty in your expression but you speak up nonetheless.
“I just.. I always kind of had a crush on him but when we became friends and we got closer, things started to change. I admired him, he was always there for me, even when he was in his weird King Steve era,” you say, chuckling “we didn’t really hang out at school at that time, I didn’t want to associate with his ‘friends’ but we always hung out after school. It was nice and the older we got, the more serious things had gotten. I started falling for him thinking that he felt the same because he would do all these cute things for me, boyfriend things.”
“Boyfriend things?”
“Yeah, like.. for some weird reason, he would bring me flowers every Friday after school. He would make sure to get me my favorite snacks and the movies that I loved. He would hold my hand every chance he got, take me out on ‘dates’. I mean those aren’t things a friend would do right?”
Eddie shakes his head, eyes flickering with confusion “well, Gareth never holds my hand, he doesn’t bring me flowers or take me out on dates so, no.”
The thought of Gareth bringing a bouquet of flowers to Hellfire to give them to Eddie makes you laugh. The sound makes Eddie smile as his eyes light up.
“So uh… yeah, I guess we had a thing there, he kind of made that stupid promise that he would date me once that time was right but then he met Nancy and Nancy broke his heart and I did my best to pick up the broken pieces and, he gave me false hope again before he,” you pause, rolling your eyes “before he started doing all… that.”
“What do you mean?” he asks.
You look down at your hands, sighing “he uh.. he told me that he wants me but he doesn’t want to rush things, he wasn’t ready for commitment and he said he doesn’t want to ‘miss out’.”
“Miss out?” he scoffs as he feels anger rushing through him.
“Yeah, on other girls–”
“I know what you mean,” he mumbles, rolling his eyes as he clenches his hands into fists “that’s disgusting.”
You raise your brows in question “disgusting?”
“Yeah, he collects girls like some sort of trophy and expects you to wait around for him, that’s sick. Why pick up a bunch of random girls when he could have one that he could do everything with?”
Surprise settles on your face as you stare at him “...you don’t do that?”
His face scrunches up in confusion “what?”
“Pick up a bunch of ‘random girls’?” you ask, feeling curious.
You never really saw him with a girl. You went to a lot of parties or bars with your friends out of town, where people don’t fear Eddie. You saw the way girls look at him, yet he never paid any attention to them.
He shakes his head “no, I don’t like messing around with random girls,” he states, staring into your eyes intently “or with girls who don’t belong to me.”
You don’t know why but his statement makes him even more attractive. It’s rare to find a guy who thinks like that. If only Steve was that kind of a guy.
“Well, that’s surprising,” you mumble with wide eyes.
“Why?” he asks as he collects another few bottles in the living room before he walks around the counter and sets them down as he stops next to you.
“Because you’re a guy,” you shrug, turning to face him. You swallow nervously. He is close, too close. His eyes are darkened, his skin looks soft beneath the dim light in the room, his lips are plump and so kissable.
He snorts, pulling you out of your thoughts “because I’m a guy?”
“Yeah, most guys are assholes and definitely no ‘one woman type of men’.”
“You mean Steve is no ‘one woman type of man’, right..” he says, rolling his eyes.
His attitude confuses you. There’s two types of reactions you get from him whenever its about Steve. He either has that shiteating grin on his face when he teases and makes fun of you or he is pissed and mad. Why? You don’t know. Eddie Munson is like a puzzle to you, no matter how many times you try, you just can’t figure him out.
You don’t reply to his words, instead you cross your arms over your chest as you stare at him.
He looks angry and pissed, all of the sudden.
“Can I ask you something?”
He nods, tilting his head as he looks at you in question.
“Why do you care so much about my feelings for him? You either tease me for it or you rub it in my face that he will never want me.”
You eye his expression, watching his eyes flicker with panic for a brief moment before they return to anger again.
“It’s fun to tease you, especially because you let me,” he smirks.
“That’s bullshit!”
He chuckles at your outburst “no it’s not, you always get that funny look on your face.”
Rolling your eyes, you scoff and shake your head, glaring at him as you reach for the cleaning rag and a towel. You walk away from him.
He watches you, waiting for you to say something but you simply just ignore him and begin to clean the small table in the living room and it irritates him, he hates being ignored, especially by you.
“Maybe if you stopped pining after him and staring at him like some lovesick puppy, I’d stop. It’s kind of annoying, watching you sulk over a guy who thinks of you as his backup plan while he fucks his way through Hawkins,” he pauses, taking a deep breath as he walks towards you “you wanna wait for someone who couldn’t give two shits about you?”
You clench your jaw, staring at him in anger. You breathe heavily as you eye him with both hurt and rage in your eyes.
“That’s stupid, sweetheart. That’s really stupid and I’m sure he thinks you’re fucking stupid. You’re letting him walk all over you. Do you really think he’s gonna keep that dumb promise that he will date you one day? He doesn’t want you, y/n. He doesn’t love you and he never fucking will.”
Your lower lip quivers and you look down as you feel your eyes watering.
You know he doesn’t love you and you know waiting for a guy like him is stupid, you don’t need Eddie telling you this.
“Fuck you.”
He raises his eyebrows, staring at you in surprise “what?”
You lift your head, eyes meeting his and you see the slightest bit of regret flickering in his eyes as he sees the tears threatening to fall.
“I said; fuck you, asshole!”
You throw the towel at his chest and he groans in annoyance as he watches you grab your jacket.
It’s wrong to think this and he feels bad for almost making you cry but the angry look on your face is both adorable and hot. You put on your jacket in anger, a frown resting on your face as you glance at him.
“Why do you even care? I know I’m stupid and I know he’s never gonna love me back but why the fuck do you care? Jonathan knows about it but he doesn’t give me shit for it like you do so why Eddie? Why do you care so much?” you breathe, blinking your tears away as you stop in front of him, once again.
An unreadable look crosses his face, he looks into your eyes for what feels like forever before they move down to your lips. He drops the towel and just as you’re about to open your mouth, he steps forward and cups your cheeks before he slams his lips against yours.
What?
Eddie is kissing you. Eddie Munson is kissing you.
Eddie who teases you relentlessly, Eddie who makes the rudest comments and Eddie who acts like he couldn’t care less about you, is kissing you in his living room and it feels good.
You gasp against his lips and stare at him wide eyed.
His eyes are closed as his lips move passionately against yours. His touch is soft and so are his lips.
What is happening?
You can’t help but melt into his touch, closing your eyes, you kiss him back, unable to stop yourself from moaning when his hands move down to your waist to pull you even closer.
Eddie whimpers and god, it’s the prettiest sound you have ever heard. Heat spreads under your skin and you can’t help but want more and more. You part your lips even further and he slips his tongue into your mouth.
The kiss is messy, passionate and needy. It’s perfect. Why does it feel so good to kiss him? Why does his touch feel so right?
You grow breathless but neither of you want to pull away. Getting more desperate the longer you kiss each other. You feel his erection pressing against your stomach and you moan even louder.
You find yourself wondering what it would be like to hear his moans when you– wait. This is still Eddie. The same Eddie who has no problem saying hurtful things to you, knowing that his words will sting.
You break the kiss and pull away from him, gasping.
He opens his eyes, looking at you in worry and confusion.
You surprise the both of you when you suddenly raise your hand and slap him. Not hard enough to make his cheek hurt but he is still shocked and confused at your action and so are you.
You raise your hand towards your face and place it over your mouth as your eyes widen, regret flashing in your eyes. His eyes grow dark, his pupils widen, both anger and lust lingering in his eyes as he stares at you.
Shivers run down your spine and you take a step back, shaking your head “I-I’m sorry, I don’t… I didn’t…” you stutter as you start walking backwards, heart pounding in your chest.
Eddie chuckles as he looks at your panicked face.
Your slap didn’t hurt him but it definitely did something else to him.
He walks towards you and you step back until your back is pressed against the wall and he is right in front of you, you begin to stutter again as he presses his palms against the wall on both sides of your head. He licks his lips as he looks at you as though you’re his prey.
“Eddie I’m sorry–”
“Don’t be,” he chuckles, “that was hot.”
Your eyes widen “w-what–”
“And I know you liked kissing me,” he whispers as he leans down, brushing your hair behind your shoulder, he presses his lips against your neck, kissing you softly “you wouldn’t have moaned if you didn’t.”
You tilt your head to the side, giving him more access to your neck. You like it, the feeling of his lips on your neck. It makes your skin tingle and it makes you melt into his touch. It makes you feel confused, why does it feel so good? Why does he feel so good? You don’t need the answer though, you need more and more.
You put your arms around him, grabbing a fistful of his hair, Eddie thinks that you’re about to push him away again but instead you use your grip on his hair to pull him even closer. A moan escapes your lips as he finds your sweet spot and starts sucking on it. The feeling of you pulling on his hair sends a wave of pleasure through him and he moans.
“Eddie….” you whimper.
He smirks against your skin, his stomach flutters at the desperate tone in your voice.
He parts your legs with his knee and it pushes it in between your thighs as he continues to kiss your neck. His hands gripping your waist tightly as he pushes you down against his thigh, encouraging you to grind yourself against him and you do so right away, moaning in pleasure.
His lips move up to your jaw and he groans as you moan his name again.
“W-What are you doing, Eddie?”
He kisses your cheek and your lips before his eyes lock with yours and his hands move up your body to cup your cheeks “I’m kissing you.”
You breathe heavily as your eyes move between his eyes and his plump lips. His cheeks are flushed, his hair is messy from all the pulling, his eyes are dark and filled with lust. The sight of him makes you swallow harshly and you feel that ache between your thighs. The dampness of your panties sticking to your throbbing cunt.
“Y-Yeah but why?”
He ignores your questions and leans back in to kiss you again, pushing your jacket to the side “you know what Steve is doing right now, don’t you? He’s having the time of his life while you’re gonna go home and cry yourself to sleep the way you always do,” he says in between kisses. How does he know? It doesn’t matter right now, all that matters is the feeling of his warm body against yours as he continues to pepper kisses along your neck “how about I distract you a little? Make you feel good, make you feel things he never could?”
You bite down on your lip and curse at yourself for enjoying this so much.
You didn’t expect this night to go like this. It’s been a while since you felt someone else’s touch but you missed this feeling. You missed kissing someone, touching someone, fucking someone but this is Eddie.
Eddie who will probably ignore you after this night and treat you even worse than before and yet you don’t find yourself caring much about it.
You’re surprised by how much you want him.
“I’ll make you forget all about him, baby.”
Baby. The pet name and the way it sounds coming from his lips makes your stomach flutter.
“You’re not even gonna remember his name when I’m done with you.”
The moan that left your lips told him that he got you.
“Please… Please, Eddie.”
He smirks, placing one last kiss to your neck before he leans up to face you again “please what?” he asks, caressing your cheek “tell me what you want and I’ll give you anything.”
“Fuck me,” you whisper “make me forget, please.”
Eddie makes quick work of pushing your jacket off your shoulders, letting it fall to the ground, he kisses his way down your body and kneels in front of you. Slipping his hand under your skirt, he keeps his eyes on you as his fingers toy with the thin material of your underwear, “can I?” he asks and you nod eagerly. He chuckles as he takes them off, slipping them down your legs, his fingers graze your skin, making you shudder.
“I’m keeping these,” he smirks as he pushes your panties into his back pocket. He looks at you through his bangs as he places a gentle kiss to your knee before he gets up again, towering over you. He watches as your pupils dilate, your teeth dig into your bottom lip as you stare at him, all needy and desperate. Who would have thought that he would ever get to see this, to feel this. He knows this is probably the first and the last time so he wastes no time and slams his lips back against yours, earning a whimper from you.
God, you will be the death of him.
He grabs your waist and picks you up with ease, walking back to the kitchen counter, he places you on the cold surface, knocking over a few of the remaining bottles in the process, some of them tumble to the ground but neither of you care, too caught up in each other.
Eddie has never kissed someone like this before. He is desperate for you and he isn’t shy to show you just how much he wants you. Your hands are back in his hair, tugging and pulling on his curls. He moans into the kiss and slides his hand down your body until it reaches the hem of your skirt. His cold rings brush against your skin as he pushes your skirt up “do you want this?” he mumbles against your lips, wanting to make sure that you are truly comfortable with this.
You nod eagerly “yes, please.”
“Lay back for me, baby.”
You press one last kiss to his lips before you lay down on the counter, leaning on your elbows to look at him. You part your legs further as he pushes your skirt up, exposing your glistening pussy to him.
You blush as you stare at him. He licks his lips and his eyes darken even more, he groans “shit, baby. I’m gonna eat that pretty pussy until you’re fucking crying.”
You clench around nothing, his words and the hungry look in his eyes makes you even wetter. The ache between your legs is getting worse and worse, you whine and he chuckles “you’re so needy, are you always like this?”
“Why don’t you find out?” you challenge him and he looks at you with a surprised look on his face. Are you saying this won’t be a one time thing? He hopes that you aren’t giving him false hope.
Before you know it, Eddie leans down, gripping your thighs, he throws your legs over his shoulders and buries his face in your cunt.
A loud moan falls from your lips as he nuzzles his nose against your clit, plunging his tongue inside your dripping hole, he begins to eat you out like a starved man, not wasting any second. Your eyes widen and you throw your head back in pleasure. You can’t help but grind against his face. Waves of pleasure rush through your body.
You reach for his hair, tangling your fingers in his locks, you start pulling on it roughly as you moan. He groans and you know he loves it, he loves having his hair pulled. He keeps eye contact with you as he fucks you with his tongue. He slides his hand up to your stomach “push your shirt up, show me your tits, baby.”
You do as he says and push your shirt up, exposing your boobs.
“Fuck, you’re beautiful,” he murmurs as he grabs your boob roughly, playing with your nipples “your tits are perfect, shit…” he says, staring at you in awe.
You whine and tug at his hair “please..”
Eddie moans against you, your taste, your smell, the sounds you make, it all drives him insane. He holds you tightly, rings digging into your skin.
“Fuck…. Eddie!” you whimper as you look down at him. You try to close your legs around his head but he spreads your legs even further, “fuck me…” you breathe.
“Fuck… Jesus.. baby, you’re so hot. Harrington is missing out.”
“Shit don’t talk about him when you’re eating my pussy,” you say.
He looks up at you, smirking “you taste so fucking good, baby,” he murmurs before he continues to eat you out. He drools all over your pussy, your juices coat his chin and he moans as his tongue moves in and out of you sloppily.
“Eddie, I’m so close already…” you moan as you throw your head back. Your muscles tighten and you feel your orgasm taking over you. You moan and whimper filthily, you are desperate and so horny for him.
“Yeah? You’re gonna cum for me, like a little slut?”
You nod.
“You’re gonna cum for me, not Steve?”
You are putty in his hands, you’ll say anything he wants, you’ll do anything he wants. Anything for Eddie.
“Yes, daddy.. gonna cum for you, just for you, daddy.” you cry out, tears welling up from all the pleasure.
His eyes widen and he growls. His cock twitches in his pants, straining against the tight material. He is hard, so fucking hard, all because of you and your sweet little cunt that he already is addicted to.
“Cum for me, baby. Cum on my tongue,” he growls as he starts to rub your clit with his thumb.
Your grip on his hair tightens and you shut your eyes as you come undone “Eddie… Eddie… god…”
He could cum in his pants right now. You’re a dream come true, he wants more and more, he never wants to let you go again. He kisses your throbbing clit and chuckles when you whine at the feeling. He pulls away from you once you calm down, watching you with a smirk on his face. Your breathing is heavy, your chest rises up and down, you sigh as a content smile tugs at your lips, you open your eyes to find him staring at you. Your eyes move down to his body, smirking as you eye the tent in his pants. Sitting up, he pulls you in right away.
A smirk appears on his face and he chuckles “daddy huh?”
Your cheeks flush beneath his gaze and you suddenly feel embarrassed about your little slip up.
He grabs your chin roughly and makes you look at him again “I liked it,” he says, surprising both himself and you. No one ever called him that and he might’ve found it weird but it's you, you can call him anything you want and he’ll think it's hot “call me daddy, again.”
You whimper as he pulls you towards the edge of the counter, grinding his clothed dick into your dripping cunt “please..daddy, I need you.”
He smirks, he feels like he might just burst in his pants any second, especially when you lean in to suck at his neck “can I suck your dick, Eddie?”
The thought of you getting down on your knees for him and pleasuring him with your mouth makes him groan, he lowers his hand and wraps it around your throat pulling you back so he can see your face “you wanna suck my cock, choke on it like a filthy little slut?” he murmurs against your lips as he looks down at you.
“Yes,” you whisper, looking at him with innocent eyes.
He smirks “later, all I wanna do right now is pound your pretty pussy.”
“Do it then,” you purr as you go to take off his shirt but he stops you, eyes filled with uncertainty and for a moment, his mask falls and you can see the pain in his eyes. He is scared and insecure about the way his body looks after that night. You lean closer to him “it’s okay, Eddie. I have them too,” you whisper. He furrows his brows “you just can’t see them.”
He understands it, he understands what you mean. Your scars aren’t visible like his are but they are there.
You let go of his shirt and move your hands down to his belt instead, “it’s okay, you don’t have to.”
He smiles “thank you.”
It was a small moment but it did everything to make you change your feelings about him.
He grabs your hands, his eyes darken and the smile is replaced by a smirk, he acts as though nothing happened, “you’re not a virgin are you?”
You smirk, shaking your head, “no… it’s been a while though.”
He is taken aback for a moment, a mix of confusion and jealousy flashing in his eyes at the thought that someone got to have you this way before. You never had a boyfriend, he knows that and he never saw you with a guy so that leaves him wondering, who did you fuck?
He pushes your hands away and unbuckles his belt before he pushes his jeans along with his boxers down. Just as you gasp at the sight of his big cock you are suddenly gasping at the feeling of him grabbing your waist roughly and thrusting fully inside you in one motion.
“Oh fuck… oh god,” you almost squeal as you feel every inch of him inside your throbbing cunt.
The moan that leaves his lips is so filthy and hot, you feel yourself getting even wetter. Your cunt is dripping and it makes him groan in pleasure, your tight walls squeeze him “god, I knew this pussy would feel fucking amazing,” he moans with a dopey smile on his face, looking at you, he brushes your hair out of your face and cups your cheek, letting you adjust to him for a moment “you’re so pretty, fuck.”
You wrap your legs around his waist and lay back down “fuck me…. Eddie, please fuck me.”
He stares down at you with an expression that can only be described as awestruck. The girl of his dreams is laying on his kitchen counter, half naked and with him balls deep inside of your dripping cunt.
“You ready, baby?”
“Yes, yes, please.”
He holds your hips tightly and pulls out, leaning on your elbows once again, you look down as he thrusts his cock back into you, you both moan at the feeling “shit…. you’re so big, Eddie.”
A breathless chuckle leaves his lips “stroking my ego now, baby.”
“It’s the truth,” you smirk as he moans louder than before when you clench around him again.
“Fuck.. are you doing that on purpose, y/n?” he groans as he delivers a slap to your clit, causing you to gasp and jump in surprise.
“M-Maybe,” you chuckle.
“Such a fuck—” he pauses as your walls flutter around him once again, his grip tightens on your hips as he starts to pound your sopping pussy, he watches your tits jiggle and he almost bursts at the sight of it, “such a naughty fucking whore… shit, does that turn you on?”
You squeeze your eyes shut as tears fill your vision. He fucks you at such a brutal pace, it makes you cry in pleasure, you both can hear the squelching of your pussy and it only turns you on even more, you don’t think you have ever been this wet before. You can’t even form a sentence as he fucks you hard and rough. His cock sliding in and out of your abused pussy.
“Look at me.”
Tears roll down your cheeks as you moan, enjoying the feeling of him inside of you.
He wraps his hand around your throat and groans “look at me,” he growls as he pulls you up.
You open your eyes and wrap your hand around his wrist “E-Eddie…”
“Good girl,” he smirks, placing a gentle kiss to your cheek, he lets go of your throat and slides it down to grab your boob instead “you’re my good girl, aren’t you?”
You nod, looking down to watch his cock sliding in and out of you.
“Not Steve’s right?”
Steve.
You shake your head “no…no..”
He leans in to kiss and suck at your neck “no?”
“I’m…. fuck, I’m your good girl.”
He smirks against you, biting your skin playfully, he moves his arm around your back and reaches down to toy with your clit as he starts to fuck you even harder, causing you to scream out in pleasure.
You wrap your arms around him and bury your face in his neck as you dig your nails into his skin “Eddie… shit, harder.”
“Harder? Fuck, you’re insatiable,” he growls but gives you what you want nonetheless, latching his lips onto your neck the moment you throw your head back in pleasure.
“You’re so tight and wet, fuck… y/n, shit..” he whimpers, squeezing his eyes shut for a moment “you’re killing me, baby.”
“I’m so close… Eddie.”
“Me too, fuck… look at me, open your mouth.”
You have no thoughts left in your brain, you are so cockdrunk, you open your mouth without question, you would do anything for him.
He smirks before he spits in your mouth, your eyes widened. You should be disgusted but.. it’s Eddie. Oh, you are so fucked.
“Swallow,” he orders.
Once again, you listen to him and do as he says.
“Good girl,” he husks, kissing your lips as he starts to rub your clit even faster “you wanna cum for me?”
“Mhmm… want you to cum with me.”
“Where?” he asks, looking into your eyes with desperation.
“Inside…” you whisper, causing his eyes to widen.
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah…please.”
He slams his lips against yours and holds you tightly against him as he continues to fuck into you until you both reach your peak and your moans get louder as you cum at the same time. He spills his seed inside of you and you whimper in pleasure, tears streaming down your face. You are so sensitive but god it feels so good.
You break the kiss, gasping for air as you bury your face in his neck.
He stops moving but doesn’t pull out just yet. You can feel him twitching inside of you, his cum dripping out of you– you want more.
Eddie breathes heavily, kissing your shoulder, he keeps holding onto you as you both calm down. This was better than he ever imagined but now he is scared that you will regret it and ignore him forever.
“You okay?” he asks.
“Yeah,” you whisper, surprising him as you push his hair away to kiss his neck and his jaw “are you?”
The little action is enough to make his heart flutter.
“Yeah, fuck.. I’m more than okay.”
You chuckle as you pull away from each other, looking into his eyes, you can’t help but smile “is that all you got, Eddie?”
Relief washes over him. Here he thought you were about to slip your shirt and your skirt back up, walk out of that door and never come back.
But then his face grows serious “you want me to ruin your sweet little cunt huh?”
You bite your lip and nod.
“Shit… who would’ve thought, I always thought you were sweet and innocent.”
You giggle, shaking your head “I like to be fucked like a whore.”
“Shit, I’ll fuck you like a whore. I’ll fuck you any way you want me to.”
You squeal when he picks you up “what are you doing?”
“Taking you to my room, can’t fuck you on the kitchen counter all night.”
Neither of you know or even care about what will happen tomorrow.
Eddie hopes that it’s not a one night stand that you will come to regret, he hopes that it’s only the start of something new.
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tagging some mutuals <3 @prettyboyeddiemunson @littledemondani @wroteclassicaly @lnnlove @corrodedcorpses
#eddie munson#eddie munson imagine#eddie munson imagines#eddie munson angst#eddie munson smut#eddie munson x reader#eddie munson x you#eddie munson x y/n#eddie munson x fem!reader#eddie munson x female reader#steve harrington x reader#steve harrington angst
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CONGRATS ON 1K RINNAAAA :((( YOU WERE ONE OF MY FIRST MOOTS EVER AND ITS MAKES ME SO HAPPY AND PROUD THAT YOU HIT THIS MILESTONE!! THANK YOU FOR BEING ONE OF THE MOST WARM AND WELCOMING PEOPLE IVE MET IN THIS FANDOM <33 YOURE SUCH A GIFT ITS INSANE!!!!!
IM SURE THIS DOESNT SURPRISE YOU BUT!!! for the 1k event i was thinking soulmate au with azul (HEHE) except its the doodle one? LIKE WHERE YOU DOODLE ON YOUR BODY AND YOUR SOULMATES GETS THE SAME MARKINGS YK
and i have a habit of doodling sea creatures like octopi and morays on my arms and hands so i think it'd be cute for him to like, take his gloves off one day and just see a little eel on the back of his hand :((( squishy guy <3333
headcanons or a drabble is totally fine, whichever one is easier for you!!!! thank you for easing me into this fandom :(( i will never be able to thank you enough for making my anxious ass WAY less nervous <3 and no pressure if this doesnt inspire you ofc hehe you're never obligated to write anything !!! :D
the doodles that drew us together
Pairing: Azul Ashengrotto x gn!reader
Synopsis: Azul thought all his life he didn't have a soulmate...
Tags: soulmates au (doodling), reader is yuu, fluff, comfort, reader likes sea creatures, bot proofread
Word count: 591
Notes: aubbie thank you so much!!! I'm so glad we became moots, you're one of my closest friends and everything I see something azul related I think of you haha! I hope you'll enjoy this azul soulmate au ♪ヽ(･ˇ∀ˇ･ゞ)
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Azul had been fascinated by the idea of soulmates as a young mer
it was something that gave him hope, that despite all the other mean mers who would make fun of him, there was someone out there who would understand him and love him
and so he kept drawing on his arm, doodles of shells and other fish that caught his eye
but there wasn't any response.
maybe his doodles were too ugly and his soulmate didn't like them?
and so he learned to draw better, drawing again and again, hoping he would get a response
but still not a single mark would appear on him
it had been a tough blow to him, but he eventually accepted that he didn't have a soulmate
if he was going to be alone for all his life, then he had to take care of himself (because nobody would)
he became super greedy and selfish, always prioritising himself and his materialistic needs
although he also had a friendship with the tweels, he really only befriended them because they could help him out (but he did get attached to them over time)
and so, he opened the mostro lounge and became the sly businessman that we all know
on the first day of his second year, as he was going over documents after closing the lounge, he felt a slight tingle in his hand
Azul's eyebrow rose in response to an unexpected sensation. A peculiar warmth, like a gentle caress, emanated from the back of his gloved hand. Intrigued, he swiftly removed his gloves, revealing smooth, pale skin. A gasp of astonishment escaped his lips as his eyes fell upon a minuscule masterpiece, a tiny, adorable octopus delicately inked in pen.
"Is this...real?" Azul murmured, his voice tinged with disbelief. A surge of hope surged through his entire being, dispelling the weight that had burdened him for far too long.
With a trembling hand, he grasped his own pen and cautiously began to sketch his own octopus upon his wrist, with one tentacle reaching out, holding hands with your octopus.
And he can't stop he smile that graces his lips when a little heart appears between the two octopi.
What a hectic day it had been! For a magicless student to arrive in NRC and for him to finally connect with his soulmate!
...?
Oh. Azul had to speak to said magicless student as soon as possible.
when the two of you start being a couple, Azul does everything and anything for you
when you're in exams and your nervously doodling sea creatures, he'll draw some flowers nearby to help calm you down
no he doesn't help you cheat by writing you the answers, he's already given you the perfect study materials, you shoud put in some effort too
he gets jealous if you draw other sea creatures too much though, especially moray eels
he lets you work at the lounge with a very high pay, making sure you're not working too hard, and always offers to tutor you if you're struggling
his soulmate had to go to a different world just to find him, you'll be sure he helps to settle in and hopefully never leave again
Insert clingy octopus wrapping his tentacles all around you because he can't bare to let you go
when you have dates and appointments, he'll help remind you by writing on his arm
this man has waited for you his entire life, he's ready to lay the world down at your feet if you ask him to
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The more I think Phantom Troupe thoughts, the more I become convinced that "actually the phantom troupe wasn't responsible for the Kurta Clan massacre" is the funniest twist the manga could make, BTW.
Not in a "the Phantom Troupe did nothing wrong" kind of way (bleugh), but in a "they are a group of thieves and mass murderers but THIS PARTICULAR mass murder was someone else" kind of way.
Partially because Kurapika starts the manga SO SURE it was them, and instead of asking what evidence he had we all just accepted it.
Partially because it would be in character for what we know about Uvo for him to lie about committing mass murder to Kurapika just for the purpose of motivating him and making it a better fight.**
Partially because FOR YEARS the fandom has interpreted Chrollo's cryptic remarks when Kurapika kidnaps him and interrogates him in the car as evidence of his solipsism or his sociopathy... But what if he's being cryptic because he doesn't want to tell the truth about what happened (that the phantom troupe didn't do it), for whatever reason*** but he also knows someone on Kurapika's team can tell if he's lying? So he just says something technically true, and let's Kurapika draw his own conclusions...
But mostly because it would make some parts of the fandom real Big Mad. Haha.
Anyway, I'm going to like ...convince myself this is true if I keep this up, so just to be clear, I don't have any evidence that they didn't do it. I DO think that would be a massively funny (read: interesting, unexpected) turn for the manga to take.
**The 1999 anime actually has a similar plot point with Killua during the Hunter Exam... It's been a while but I FROM WHAT I REMEMBER Killua takes credit for killing this girl's father and fights her even though it was Illumi who killed him, just because karmically he is guilty of killing a lot of people so it's not like he's innocent in general, even if he didn't kill this particular person. And because avengers trying to get him is such a common thing that he doesn't even bother trying to explain himself to them... it's episode 11 of the 1999 anime btw if someone wants to check that I'm not totally misremembering this.
***Why would Chrollo not simply say they didn't do it, if they didn't do it? Maybe they were paid to take the blame. Maybe they have accepted blame for 10 years to bolster their rep as mass murderers and it would be weird to back out now. Maybe he doesn't think Kurapika would believe him - Melody or not - if he said they didn't do it, and he doesn't have evidence they didn't do it, so he finds it pointless to argue. There could be many reasons. But those lines in the car have been weird for a long time, I would love an explanation from Togashi for why Chrollo was such a weirdo in that scene.
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The Art of Parenting
A/N: This took a lot of time and motivation to finish, so it isn’t my best, but honestly I’m just glad to have it up and posted at this point, haha. Hopefully you enjoy it all the same.
In my OC’s (reader’s) world, our fave seven are no longer together by the time she officially becomes a member of the BAU. But let’s imagine for the sake of this fic that they are. <3
As usual, reader is Spencer’s sister and this fic is entirely platonic.
Title: The Art of Parenting
Summary: On the jet home, you find Hotch in need of some reassurance. And a blanket.
Words: 2634
As unexpected as it was to see the youngest of the unit walk sluggishly down the jet’s aisle, wrapped from head to way behind your toes in a heavy duvet and clutching two pillows to her chest, nobody could say with certainty that it was surprising.
And, frankly, as sudden laughter and teasing remarks shattered the previously dismal atmosphere of the jet typical after a case, nobody could say it wasn’t appreciated.
Between Rossi’s almost disgruntled “Why’d I never think of that?” and Emily and J.J.’s pleas to toss them both a pillow each, Derek pushed his headphones back and breathed a short burst of laughter.
“Oh, Princess, you did not.”
“It’s an eight-hour flight home,” you stated matter-of-factly, “you can bet your ass I did.”
You sat between him and Spencer, the latter absorbed in a book about insects, and crossed your legs beneath you. With little reluctance, as though you’d been expecting as much, you threw the pillows in the direction of Emily and J.J.. A stream of thanks and praises came your way immediately. Sleeping on a long plane ride home was bad enough, but sleeping after five days of running, shooting, yelling, punching, and powered by nothing but caffeine was rough. A pillow was capable of making that sleep the best damn sleep they’d ever had.
“Y/N—” J.J.’s voice was muffled by the pillow she’d stuck her face in—“you’re my lifesaver right now, and I love you.”
Emily pushed herself up on an elbow. “Do you happen to have a sleep mask back there?”
Derek waved her off and sat forward as you made yourself comfortable, spreading your duvet out around you. “Forget about that,” he said, “tell me you brought enough for all of us.”
A general hush encompassed the jet. Rossi leant forward expectantly, one brow quirked, and even Hotch, thus far silent in his own corner as he bent over a pile of paperwork, paused for a moment, his head tilted to await your answer. J.J. was utterly gone, it seemed, though Emily was still waiting for confirmation of a sleep mask.
You gave Derek a look. Derek clucked his tongue and shook his head, sitting back against his seat. You, because you were you, immediately unwrapped yourself from your blanket burrito and handed him a corner so he could pull it across him. Derek’s teasing look of misery dropped in an instant, and he accepted the corner with a kiss to your forehead. “Thank you, sweetheart.” With that, he pulled his headphones over his ears and shut his eyes, sinking down the couch enough that the duvet touched his chin.
“Sooo…that’s a no on the sleep mask?”
“Sorry, Em.”
The jet settled again after a sigh and a wave of the hand from Emily. Soft snores were just about audible from underneath J.J.’s pillow, Rossi had made himself comfortable in his seat, head in the palm of his hand, and Hotch’s momentary distraction had not thwarted his determination to finish his work before you landed. You watched him for a moment, noting the trademark crease in his brow as he hunched over documents.
And the man wondered why he got so many headaches.
“Did you know that a ladybug will prepare for a food shortage by laying infertile eggs for her young to eat once they hatch?”
Spencer hadn’t taken his eyes from his page, completely immersed, and wouldn’t have noticed if his sudden statement didn’t even gain a response. Still, instinctively, you turned away from Hotch and towards your brother, peering in total interest down at what he was reading. “Creepy,” you said.
“Resourceful,” Spencer corrected.
“You’re telling me you’d procreate and go through nine months of pregnancy and hours of painful labour only to give the baby away to be eaten by your other kids once it’s born?”
Spencer looked up. A puckered brow temporarily marred his features. “Actually,” he said, “the time taken by ladybugs to lay eggs after mating varies and can sometimes be as little as seven days or as long as two to three months. Once the eggs are laid they can take between three and ten days to hatch.” There were a couple beats of silence, both of you staring at the other, before Spencer sniffed and turned back to his book. “And I can’t get pregnant.”
Years ago, before and at the beginning of his career, sarcasm had been alien to Spencer. Since then, you were proud to say he’d become one with a few more human traits. Teasing being one of them, as was proven when he glanced at you from the corner of his eye and let a playful smile slip onto his face. You breathed a quiet laugh and leant your head against his shoulder when he snuck an arm around you.
“Your pillows have been taken hostage,” he reminded you. His eyes were still following the words in front of him, but he’d slowed his pace. Still an exceptionally abnormal pace, but normal enough that he could read while talking. He lowered his voice a bit, well aware the rest of the plane, save from Hotch, was deep in sleep. “Do we plan a rescue attempt?”
You hummed. “You’re comfy enough.”
Spencer smiled and glanced at his watch. “How about utilising my comfiness and getting some sleep?”
You rose an eyebrow at his subtlety. “You know I stopped being twelve over ten years ago?”
“One of the parenting books I read when you were little said that parenting is a lifetime job and does not stop when a child grows up.”
You looked critically up at him. “What about you?”
“Uh, I think I’ll stay up for a bit and read.”
Needless to say, you knew when you next woke he’d be beaten by sleep. You shuffled down the length of the couch so you could put your head in your brother’s lap and curled your legs beneath you so that you didn’t accidentally kick Derek.
An as yet undetermined amount of time later, you woke to Spencer deeper in sleep than even you had been. His book still in his hand, so close to the end, the genius was slumped against the side of the couch, head lolling uncomfortably back. He had his free hand on your shoulder, an instinctual thing, and as you blinked away the residual drowsiness you squinted at the watch on his wrist. 2:30 am. You hadn’t been sleeping long.
You sat up, careful not to jostle your brother. Derek was still tucked beneath his end of the blanket, his headphones halfway to falling off. You reached across to gently tug them from him before he ended with an ear cushion in his eye.
Emily and J.J. hadn’t moved from beneath their pillows, and Rossi seemed to have stretched himself out across the opposite couch while you’d been asleep.
The gentle hum of the plane’s engine would have caused you to doze off again if it weren’t for the sight of Hotch, still in his corner and hunched over his work. The man was unbelievable.
After a hefty amount of blinking and rubbing, you let loose another yawn before standing to your feet. You noticed Hotch glance up at the movement, and he offered a tired smile as you walked down the plane’s aisle towards him. You had intended on slipping into the seat opposite him but at a sudden remembrance slowed halfway. Hotch frowned lightly and you pointed a finger at him to wait before walking past him and towards where you’d all stored your bags before flying.
When you reappeared with a second duvet even thicker than the one now spread evenly across Spencer and Derek, even Hotch couldn’t refrain from chuckling. He still held his pen in his hand but let his eyes move from his papers for a moment as he sat back.
“What’s this?” he asked.
You smiled as you passed him the duvet, feeling some sense of victory when he didn’t hesitate before taking it. Sitting opposite him, you watched him settle it around himself. It was some solace to see him visibly relax beneath it.
“I knew someone would need it,” you said. Then, after fleeting reluctance, “How much do you wanna bet I knew that someone would be you?”
Hotch, because he truly was not as harsh as those on the outside would consider the permanent lines in his forehead and coarse glint in his eye to mean, chuckled softly. “Nothing, thank you,” he said, resigned.
You breathed a laugh. “How much longer do we have?” You turned in your seat and stretched your legs out across the length of it, leaning back against the wall. The shutter had been pulled down over the window, but you reached over with a finger to crack it open slightly. No light flooded onto Hotch’s workspace, so you imagined there was still a while to go. It didn’t bother you, of course. You knew there was always the possibility that a new case would land in your faces the moment you stepped off the plane. Any slither of solitude in the confinements of the jet was precious.
“Four hours, give or take.” Hotch was silent for a moment, but you had a sense you were suddenly being scrutinised as you continued to peer aimlessly out of the crack in the window. Keeping your head in place, you flicked your eyes to the side, gaining uneasy confirmation when you noticed his gaze on you.
Hotch rose an eyebrow. “What is it?” he asked.
Your eyes involuntarily widened. “Huh?” Hotch let his lips twitch knowingly upwards, and you decided after a moment to reciprocate it. With confidence built up over almost fifteen years in his company, you leant forward and clasped your hands on the table in front of you. “I was going to ask you the same thing,” you said.
He sat back. “I know.”
“I know you know.”
Hotch put his pen down. He absently glanced around the jet, as though assuring himself everyone was still asleep. Then, sighing, he returned his gaze to you. “Jack asked about his mother on the phone this morning.”
You frowned. “I’ve heard Jack talk about Haley before.”
“He has. Really, I encourage it. I wouldn’t want him to forget her. But he…” Hotch hesitated, the words so obviously clinging to the end of his tongue. For as much as he encouraged his team to talk to someone when they were struggling, he certainly didn’t act upon his own advice. Still, the rarity of it and the love you held for him made you the most patient you’d been.
“This morning,” Hotch continued quietly, “he asked specifically about her death.” Another pause, though only so he could take an encouraging breath. “He asked if Haley was shot in the head or the heart. Said he couldn’t remember which.”
You couldn’t say you weren’t taken aback, and Hotch noticed it immediately. He sat up straighter, apprehension entering his posture. “I’m sorry, Y/N,” he said, “I shouldn’t be saying this to you. You don’t need this.”
“Hey.” You shook your head to make sure he knew he’d gotten the wrong idea. “Neither do you. Share the load a bit. It’s okay.”
His gratitude was obvious as he relaxed a bit, sitting back against his seat and staring out the crack in the window. It was still dark, but the light from the moon highlighted the clouds as you passed. He found it easy to focus on them as he arranged his thoughts.
“He’s growing up,” he concluded eventually, “and he’s becoming more curious about his mom…it’s natural, I know, but it’s…”
“Terrifying?”
Hotch shrugged in defeat, yet a smile still pulled at his lips. “I’m not sure how Spencer did it with you,” he admitted.
You lifted yourself slightly to peer over the back of the seat. Your brother was still deep in sleep, utter innocence on his face. You found yourself smiling still when you sat back down to look at him. “You did it too, you know,” you said. At Hotch’s silence, you continued. “It wasn’t just Spence raising me. Of course, he did the majority of it, but I was nine when I met the rest of the team. You all raised me, you all had to let go of the fact I wasn’t a kid anymore at some point. If you can do it with me, you can do it again with Jack, I promise you.”
Hotch hadn’t thought about it like that, but your presence in the team always brought about new angles. It was true that Spencer’s addition to the team had included his younger sister, and it was also true that, whether prepared for it or not, they had all been surrogate parents to you in at least some way throughout your life. They had watched you grow up, imparted their own life lessons, and, yes, at some point, they had had to accept the fact that you didn’t need them quite so much anymore. He seemed to remember his own awakening had been when you’d come into his office at eighteen with a mug of coffee after claiming for years the taste was too bitter. Somehow, seeing you sat opposite him with one leg crossed over the other and occasionally sipping at your latte, realisation had snuck up on him that you absolutely was no longer the nine-year-old he’d used to have to clean chocolate from.
In more ways than one, the reminder soothed his soul, the parts of it aching for his little boy to remain little for just a while longer. He had always been afraid of the process, perhaps because each year Jack grew older marked another year without Haley.
With a hum of acknowledgement, Hotch ran a hand through his hair and nodded. “Thank you,” he said quietly. “Really. That’s helped.”
“Sometimes you just need a reminder,” you said. “You’ve done it before. Sure, this time will be a little different, but you’ve got the tools to make it work.”
Hotch frowned playfully. “Haven’t I said those exact words to you before?”
“No comment.”
He laughed then, with not much regard to the others sleeping on the plane, before stretching an arm out in obvious invitation. You felt a warmth immediately settle within you as you got up to sit beside him, settling in between him and his arm and accepting the bit of the duvet he passed along to you. You were a creature of habit, and since a child you had always found your comfort in the arms of one of the BAU team members, whoever happened to be closest. Such a comfort had naturally been less sought after as you’d grown older, especially from Hotch, but it only meant each offer from him was appreciated more.
“And don’t worry about Jack’s questions,” you whispered, shutting your eyes. “I remember having the same curiosities about my parents when I was growing up. I just wanted to know more about them, about myself.”
“I have a feeling I’ll be getting more.”
“Hmm.”
“Thanks again, Y/N.”
You yawned, the lull of the plane catching up to you once again. You leaned further into Hotch’s side and absently pat his hand sitting at your shoulder. Already half asleep, you murmured an “It’ll be okay”, not even reacting when Hotch pressed a small kiss to the crown of your head and pushed the documents he’d been working on to the other side of the table. He closed his own eyes, feeling somewhat at peace, with, really, the first of both his kids in his arms.
And if the team’s next go bags were mostly stuffed with pillows, blankets, and sleep masks…none of the jet’s staff ever mentioned it.
Criminal Minds Masterpost
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DRUMMER GIRL
A/N: If my scenarios before bed were a fanfic haha
WORD COUNT: 1.1k
SUMMARY: She’s a drummer and a cop and he’s in need of a drummer. Will she “stick” with his offer?
DRUMMER GIRL SERIES
Content Warning: None as of yet!
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On a sunny day in central Manchester, I found myself at my friend's house, agreeing to fill in as the drummer for her band's gig due to their drummer falling ill. Although playing gigs wasn't my thing, I preferred doing the favor over enduring my friend's constant yapping and crying about it. After two weeks of practice and one gig with the band, Elena and I were forced to get coffee for everyone before our gig in the evening. As we strolled and chatted along the sidewalk, discussing the most random things, I saw my friend suddenly freeze in shock. Concerned, I asked what was wrong, only to find her gripping my hand tightly and pointing across the street with excitement. Curious, I looked over and found myself uttering under my breath, "Oh hell nah" at the unexpected sight before me.
“Oh, you’re doing this”
"Elena, no, I'm not."
"Are you out of your mind? This has been your dream since you were 12!"
"I can't let you miss out on this opportunity."
"Is it that you don't want me to miss the opportunity, or YOU don't want to miss the opportunity to do it yourself?" I said, raising my eyebrows.
"Maybe a bit of both," Elle said mischievously, pulling me forward.
"No let’s go back, I need to.. i need to uh.. take a piss!!” I try to come up with an excuse.
“No you don’t, I know you took a huge dump before we left” I was definitely taken aback by her answer looking at her absolutely flabbergasted.
“I fucking hate you. You're going to do the talking, and if you embarrass me, I don’t know you." I said irritably as I crossed the road, ignoring the sceptical look Elena continued to give me. As I reached the other side, I began to realise that maybe this wasn't such a good idea after all, just as I had feared.
It was too late now. I could see Elena approaching the moment I feared.
.
.
“Excuse me” she said poking his arm. It was quite humorous because she was half of the tall gentleman’s size. I was holding onto her hand, standing behind her like a child hiding behind their mom.
‘The moment you have feared yet dreamed of, all your life, is here.’ You thought to yourself silently
You see him turn around and remove his sunglasses, putting his hand forward.
“Hi, I’m Harry.”
“Oh. My. God.” I say to myself as I find myself getting lost in his eyes.
“Are you okay my love?” You hear him chuckle.
He watches me intently as my eyes widen when i realise that i fact had said that out loud.
“Uhh yeah yes I am” You clear your throat. I thought I saw a spider that’s all” I try to cover up the fact that i was totally star struck and defiently impressed by his appearance. By this point Harry was completely facing me with Elena looking at us like she knew about this all along.
“Oh is it? A spider I see” he says seeing through my bullshit.
“I’m Harry” he shakes my hand.
“And you are?”
“Oh I’m Ava”
“Ava. That’s a cute name!”
I just pursed my lips and smiled. That’s all I could do! What would you do if Harry Styles called your name cute? Exactly.
“So you’re drummer I see”
You raise your eyebrows sort of creeped out.
“Haha I saw the drum sticks in your bag. I’m not as creepy as they say” he said leaning towards me, winking in the end.
It’s like i was snapped out of my suspicions to a realisation.
“Oh right sorry yeah. I’m a bit distracted today”
“So how long have you been drumming for Ava?”
“Oh Uhm since I was uhh 16”
“Hmm.. so since how-”
“8 years”
“Wow that’s impressive”
“You wouldn’t be interested in drumming for me would you?” He said after a long pause, unsure of whether he should’ve said it.
“Drumming for you?” I know exactly what he means but I’m too utterly taken aback to say anything.
“Yeah”
“You don’t even know how I play? For all you know I’d not even be able to hold the sticks”
“Well then that that’s just an excuse for you to come in for an audition!”
“Orrrrrr…” I see Elena sliding in and before I can say anything she’s said it.
“We have a gig at Bardo’s tonight! You can come and see for yourself” she says chirping.
He looks at me for to find a glint of expression but sees fails considering I was trying to deny his offer at all costs and I just failed.
“Then Bardo’s it is” Harry says delightfully looking at the both of us.
“Great see you at bardo’s, 7pm” Elena being a little to excited was pissing me off real bad at this point.
“That’s great…See you tonight…” I say almost sounding excited as I walk past him, leaving him stood right there.
I know he’s looking at us walk away I can feel It, so I keep walking silently until we’re out of his hearing range.
.
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“ELENA! What did you do!” I say pinching the bridge of my nose in distress.
“Your kids will thank me one day”
“No. No kids are thanking no one. I DON’T WANT TO DRUM FOR ANYONE LET ALONE HIM!!” I say whisper shouting
“The only difference is, you do!”
“Elle you Know I’m happy with my job, a job I’ve dreamed of doing since I was 5! Why do you want to ruin that for me?”
“I’m not ruining anything for you. You can do both at the same time! I know that you’ve wanted to be a big shot Artists drummer too. Just because you’re scared of change doesn’t mean you have to ruin the rest of your life for it. That’s what I’m here for. Ruining your life is my job. And so is making sure you don’t give up opportunities like these.”
I can’t help but let out a small smile..
“Well meeting your Celebrity crush of over 8 years and having him offer you a job doesn’t go well together that’s all” I breathe out a breath I didn’t know I was holding.
“Can’t believe I’m saying this but You’re right. I’m going to go to the gig, give my best, which I do either way and see what he has to offer…. I mean 16 year old me wouldn’t believe this happened if I told her” I say screeching in excitement, holding her hand and jumping and and making incoherent noises like a madwoman.
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How about a popular reader x unpopular yandere>
It was lunch break and you sat together with your classmates inside the classroom, eating your food. Today's topic was the new horror movie coming out soon, you'd all seen the trailer and it seemed scary. It was one of those 'robot turns evil and starts murdering people' kind of film, and you were totally up to see it.
"Bro, did you see her face? Now that's what I call scary.'' your friend Taro said in an exited voice.
"Yeah, bet you shat yourself when you saw the trailer." Hana joked and snorted at him, Taro in return gave her a 'really?' look.
"Haha, very funny."
"I agree, I'd love to see the way you'll scream when we actually go watch it. It'll be the best moment of my life." you said, following in Hana's footsteps.
"Oh no, not you too. Bullying is bad, you know. You could get expelled."
"The only one getting expelled here is you, we saw what you did to that Mitsuki girl in 3A. Not to mention that other younger student." another one of your friends reminded him with a smirk gracing his lips. "Mitsuki was not looking good, I'll tell you. You need to stop tormenting these poor people or it'll come back and bite you one day." he mocked.
"Yeah, yeah, whatever." in the corner of Taro's eye, he noticed a certain boy enter the classroom and glancing around until he spotted your group. Taro smiled deviously, "well, talking about sad people," he turned to face you, "there is one right there."
Looking in the direction of which your friend pointed in, you realised what he was talking about and sighed at the sight. Sano Yamada, your boyfriend. Actually, you didn't know he he really was your boyfriend. It's not like you loved him or anything. How could you? Not with that plain face, boring fashion and lack of social life. He wasn't exactly a popular one...
Why are you with him, then? Because it's fun. Since no one liked him and he clearly liked you(far more than you would've enjoyed), your friends thought it'd be fun to pull a little prank on him. The joke was simple, ask him to meet you on the roof after school and 'confess' to him before revealing the truth. Your friends thought it'd be hilarious to watch him make a fool out of himself, so you agreed to partake in this.
That's how things were supposed to go. Just be a little mean and then go home like nothing happened, but the world had different plans it seemed. For when the time came for things to go down, Sani got too caught up in joy that he failed to notice you weren't done, you hadn't gotten the chance to spill the beans that it was all fake and you weren't even close to liking him. You wished to fix things so you didn't have to date him, but your friends wouldn't let you. They believed it would be fun if you simply didn't say anything and kept going out with Taro.
So that is how you ended up with an unwanted boyfriend.
"Hello," Sano said as he reached the put-together tables you were seated at. "how's it going?" Is he was trying to adapt to your group of friends and impress them. He sadly didn't succeed.
The others gave him a tight lipped smile and answered shortly with a small 'it's fine'. You could not help but sigh again at his presence, the two of you didn't even share any lessons, did he really have to be there? Understanding you were the reason for his unexpected visit, you still asked, "Sano, what a surprise. What are you doing here, aren't you supposed to be with your own class?"
He didn't pick up on your irritation and replied to your question with a kind smile, "Yeah, but I missed you so much that I thought I could come here instead." Blushingly he turned his gaze to the floor, still somewhat shy in front of you.
"Oh..that's so..sweet." You forced yourself to at least look like you enjoyed his gestures and loving gaze. Taro and the others covered their mouths to hide their snickers, you pretended not to notice. How you wished Hana was the one Sano liked, not you.
"Can I join?'' Sano wondered and pointed at a free chair next to him nobody was using.
"Eh, sure."
Ha thanked you and pulled the chair close to the tables and sat down. Giving their last mocking laughs, they stopped after you sent them stink eye. After that conversation continued on like normal. Though he'd been allowed to join you, Sano didn't dare say anything and only sat there quietly. Just like a shadow. Just like it'd always been. There but not there at the same time, unnoticed and ignored. That's how most of sano's life has played out.
"-yesterday me and Taro talked, and we thought it would be cool if we all went to mall tomorrow."
"Need those new clothes, y'know." Taro chimed in and gestured to his body.
"You in?" Hana asked and looked at you.
"Yeah, of course." you said happily, you needed to do a little shopping yourself anyway.
"Cool, we can see if we can find those dresses we didn't buy last time!"
Last time you went to the shopping centre, you discovered two beautiful dresses but sadly weren't able to but them at the time because you two were broke as hell. You were pretty sure you only had like three dollars in your bak account. While you thought you were bad, you didn't even wish to think about Hana's economy.
"Good idea, I really liked it and-"
"-sorry to cut in,'' an anxious voice had interrupted you, "but aren't we going on a date tomorrow?" Sano put his hand over yours and squeezed it, "remember?"
Right. You totally forgot. You werre supposed to go on a date with Sano this weekend, he'd inquired about it nonstop for almost three weeks now and there was only so much you could take before giving in to his demands. You thought it better to simply get it over with so he'll shut up and leave you alone for a while.
"Right, I forgot. Sorry" you apologised in an obvious fake tone.
Sano nodded, signalling he accepted your apology. He didn't see how you scowled at him behind his back when he wasn't looking.
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Lunch time had now passed and school was almost over, the weekend fun could soon begin. Which everyone was happy over, perhaps the teacher's more than anyone.
'I shouldn't have drunk so much water.' Sano thought to himself as he wandered through the halls of the building.
Entering the boys bathroom he saw it as empty, and proceeded to open the stall door stall and lock it. But right as he was going to get down to business, he heard the door opening and others coming in. The voices weren't of people he recognise, so he didn't plan to bother with it. However, when the conversation went in a direction related to him, he had no choice but to secretly listen in.
"You know that (Yn) girl from class 3C?"
"Yeah, of course, she's hot as fuck."
"Right, but have you seen that guy who follows her around all the time?" The voice mentioned in a rude way, making it clear he did not mean well.
"I've seen him a couple times. Not the best face, if you get what i mean." The second voice said and laughed.
"Hahaha, he's not a prince charming that's for sure."
They didn't realise the person they were talking ill of were very much within hearing range and listened to every word that came out of their mouths. Sano stood there, completely frozen. Taking in what they said. Was that really how people saw you and him? While he knew he was no social butterfly and you were well liked by many in contrast to himself, he didn't think it was something people actually brought up.
"I don't get why she doesn't leave him. There are surely better guys in school, she's bound to fall for one of them."
"You mean someone like Haruto?"
The other voice exclaimed, "Exactly! Someone like Haruto is a much better fit for her, he's well in her league. "
After that Sano heard some more bustling noises, and then it was silence. He poked his head out to confirm they had indeed left. The boy decided to goo back to class, his reason for leaving now forgotten. He piled over the two students words. Were they right? Did people actually believe someone else was a better choice for you. But that couldn't be true. He was yours and you were his. You belonged together.
That's what you felt too. You must, what would he do if you didn’t? No, you have to love him. Otherwise you wouldn’t have confessed to him so sweetly that day on the roof. He tried convincing himself that he was the love of your life like you were his, something too him it wasn’t like that though.
He wondered if you actually would leave him if someone better showed up. Someone like Haruto. Those two students from earlier weren’t wrong at all, Haruto was great. At many things. He was liked by everyone, he was good at sports, good at being funny and he just had to be good-looking too.
Much more than Sano, which hurt pretty bad. He hated to admit it but you and Haruto would make a better couple. He was jealous. Very jealous. He’d have to prove he was the perfect one for you. Sano couldn’t let anyone come and steal you away!
Sano would show you how good of a boyfriend he can be and your date tomorrow would be a glorious opportunity for that.
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One thing I wish all communities of Worm (reddit, tumblr, the forum who must not be named, etc.) would do a bit more frequently is acknowledge Lisa's asexuality. Like, okay you can still ship her with all your favorite ladies but she could be ace about it ya know? This isn't even WoG aceness it's in the actual text of Ward from her own mouth. It's not totally unexpected just sort of a bummer that an extremely rare asexual character in a piece of media that I like gets almost uniformly cast as a lesbian without a nod to her canon sexuality.
She could still date girls! I personally think she's aro not just ace but since that wasn't explicitly mentioned she could still date girls within her canon characterization!
And before anyone throws a "Wildbow totally wrote her bi/lesbian he just doesn't know it, disregard canon statements of sexuality" like they do with Taylor:
Asexual people can have incredibly close friendships
Asexuals can make sex jokes or observations, sometimes certain jokes seem even more absurd or silly to us because we're asexual!
Asexuals can be hyper aware of how they are perceived in terms of affection
You know if Wildbow had confirmed her canon lesbianism in Ward people would cite that shit and not brush it off "because it's Ward and bad and I haven't read it" (okay some straight-dude spacebattles fanfic writers would ignore it but I don't think that's who I'm talking to here.)
IDK if I can remember every argument that people use to justify headcanoning her as lesbian but please please please just believe her own words and her own reflections on her life and feelings. Yes it's a Watsonian argument but I don't think there's a good Doylist reason to doubt her about it either.
I am not here to take away your ships just... venting a little I guess haha. Yes yes I know that technically every shippy drawing of her could technically be her being ace but when that's every shippy drawing with no acknowledgement it doesn't hit ya know? Like getting bi representation and seeing a character 99% shipped with one gender. I seriously don't want to dampen anyone's enjoyment of Tattletale or say you can't relate to her if you're not ace however!
Ughhh I totally feel like a wet blanket complaining considering I pretty much only contribute a drawing every four years to the fandom. I'll admit I don't voraciously read worm-fic so I may be totally off base and she gets acknowledged all the time in places I don't see. I guess anyone got any good explicitly ace Tattletale fics haha?
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prologue (tmp) | knj
your boyfriend breaks up with you and when you tell the reason to your roommate, he offers to help you out — in a way totally unexpected.
pairing : roommate!joon x reader (f)
rating/genre : 18+ // smut, hurt/comfort, roommates au, fwb au.
warnings : none except insecurities
wc : 1.1k
note : the chapters will also be the same length as this one haha!! hope you like it!
masterlist (series) | main masterlist
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Once again, you fail.
You sigh and slump back against your headboard, tired of the situation you have found yourself in for the upteenth time. Your hands fist at your bedsheets in frustration as a tear slips past your eye.
You should not be so affected by the words of a guy who doesn't even know what he wants for himself. But somewhere, you know he tells the truth. You are inexperienced, it doesn't need a genius to figure it out. But you are tired of your little relationships ending due to that reason. It's absurd to think that these people get with you and later think they can't be much bothered by your ass.
You groan and get up, slowly trudging towards the living room. As you open the door of your bedroom, you are met with darkness, and you assume Namjoon has already retired to bed. But as you walk further into the living room, a faint light catches your eye and you see Namjoon camping on the couch with his laptop on his lap and eyebrows drawn taut. The soft light of the screen illuminates his face and you see how concentrated he is, probably finishing up his report– or watching something as you see his fingers don't move and different colors flash across his face.
You walk towards him slowly, lazily, and it's as if on cue that he pulls out his earphones and looks up at you, a slow smile building up on his lips.
"Hey– omg Y/N, you are crying?" his peaceful tone immediately switches to one of concern when he spots you with tears in your face. You sniff with a chuckle as you wipe them away with your sweater paws and he hastily shuts his laptop, keeping it away and sitting up straighter.
He extends his hand out to you and you take it without second thought, rushing to sit beside him as he wraps and arm around your shoulder, letting go of your hand. He looks at you with a look you can't decipher – half because of the lack of light in the room and half because of your already blurry gaze.
"What happened?" His voice is soft, and it makes your worries fade away, if only a little.
"We, we broke up." you provide and he sighs, as if expecting that very reply. In hindsight, it should hurt you that your relationships and their early demise is so predictable that people don't even try twice before putting in their guesses. But, it's also the blatant truth. And you have known Namjoon for more than two years now, so you understand that his reaction is from no place of contempt.
His thumb rubs soft circles on the skin of your forearm and he pulls you in a little, understanding you. It's when he says your name again, in a comforting way, that you spill.
"He said," a chuckle makes its way past your lips as you recall the ridiculous reasoning of your now ex boyfriend, "he said that I am way too inexperienced for his taste." you finish, and even though you don't expect Namjoon to react instantly, you don't get any reply from him for a few too many seconds which makes you turn your head towards him.
You find him looking at you with wide eyes and slightly parted lips, as if he was going to say something but stopped before the syllables rolled off his tongue. As soon as he notices your eyes on him, he closes his mouth and gulps, before speaking.
"He said what?"
You laugh, forgetting that this is the first time you are actually spilling your breakup woes to your roommate. Usually if he asks the reason, you play it down, too embarrassed to let him know the actual one– but this time, you didn't hold back. Something you know you will overthink later but right now you can't care much.
"Yeah. He's not the first one though." A furrow forms between his eyebrows and he throws a look at you which shouts 'explain' and so, you do.
"I don't have much sexual experience. And sometimes, it has been the cause of the demise of my relationships. Though only three of them have met the same fate as this one, it's still a thing now for me." you don't think your explanation is understandable, but your roommate understands you.
"That's ridiculous."
"I know." you whine, punctuating your sudden change in tone with a laugh. He notices it, but doesn't question you. Of course, the ever sweet and understanding Namjoon. You continue, though, "But I feel like it's the truth. I mean, I am pretty inexperienced," you avert your eyes from his gaze before speaking more, "College was pretty bland for me. And I know sexual experiences don't dictate one's life, it's just my own–" you cringe before saying that word, "desire to explore more."
You are again met with silence, but this time it was expected. He is not your best friend for you to rant to him about your sexual experiences– or lack thereof. You mindlessly breath him in as his hold around your shoulders never loosens.
This was a bad idea, you think now. How are you supposed to go on with your day knowing the man in the room beside yours knows how you struggle with your exploring your sexuality. You almost think of finding a new apartment to move into before you hear his voice, soft and unsure, but still audible and there.
"I can help."
Did you, did you hear him right?
"Huh?"
He removes his hand from your shoulder and turns to face you completely, and you turn to him too, moving on autopilot.
"I said, I can help you. I have a little bit of experience and I can help you explore your needs." he explains with a light shrug, as if offering you to help you buy the grocery.
It's not that simple, you wanna shout at him. But the words get stuck in your throat as you think more about it. Namjoon offering to help you? Help you with literal sex endeavours? This hot tall guy who everyone has a crush on, or may you say would like to be crushed by is offering you this? Be real now, you'd be a fool to deny it.
But another, rational part of your brain (hardly awake and coherent) wonders if it would be a good idea for you both as roommates. Won't it affect your relationship? As friends? Your lips form a pout and you wonder out loud a simple,
"How?"
Namjoon seems to mull over your question, a few seconds of stillness passing by between you too. You aren't actually thinking much, just waiting (a little too eagerly) for his reply, when a slightly sheepish look crosses his features and he suggests,
"Well, for starters, do you have any toys?"
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Sure Cas~
Yandere gym bro x reader
Plot : Saying yes to a hangout unexpected future
Author’s note : The images are not mine. I don not support this kind of behaviour and highly condemn these activities. This kind of behaviour is not tolerated in actual life. Reader is portrayed as pick me girl who is asking for it.
Warnings : MDNI. The images are not mine. Credits to the owner
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“I’m Casper, and that’s great tho. How about a coffee down the street ?” He offered.
“Sure Cas! I would love to “ you chimed happily. Cas, he loved the sound of it. Seeing you happy and smiling at him makes him all giddy and mushy. He is a strong guy, who is usually stoic and cold, who minds his own business, who doesn’t spare a glance to anyone, who is not feeling all the dark things, who now wants to keep you under his skin, who wants to sweep you off your feet and fly to his home, who wants to keep you with him forever, who feels so overwhelmed and dizzy by all this, Cas~ Cas~ Cas~, only your voice is ringing in his head, who wants to hear that every moment of his life.
“CAS !!! Are you listening ??” a loud voice brings him back to Earth. He sees you eyeing him carefully and leaning dangerously close to his face.
“Oh yes sweetheart, I’m alright. Let’s go” he replied.
At the cafe
The cafe was small and cute, with no souls except a cute barista making drinks.
“Welcome to HahaBoba, what can I get you guys ?” The cute boy chirped. “We would take an iced black coffee and..“ Casper looked over to you for your response “I would like a caramel macchiato” you replied. “ One iced black and one caramel macchiato coming right up”.
You guys Casper paid for your drinks spotted an empty table in the cafe and went there. “So, what do you do y/n ?” Casper asked with a sickeningly sweet smile that you couldn’t help but melt in. “Ohh, I’m fashion designer. What about you ?” You asked. “That’s so cool. I own and operate gym chains in the area.” he replied. “You mean the one where we were working out ? Aren’t there like..some…35 locations where that gym operates ??? O my god!!! That’s so cool!!!” you were totally shocked. “Haha.. yeah that’s not a big thing tho.” he replied with a shy smile and pink pixie dust settling on his cheeks.
“Are you kidding me ?? That’s really so coo-” “Here is your order guys. i hope you like it” you were cut off by the barista who may or may not have received a very sharp death like glare from Casper. “Our orders are here. Let me get those.” dished and dashed without waiting for Casper to reply, with your voluminous and jiggling bouncy assets, which may or may not have caught his eye… may or may not saving the boy’s life.
“here is your iced coffee Cas.” you handed him his drinks and sipped yours making another melodious moan out of your glossy cherry lips. “O my god !! this is so good Cas~. you have to try it.” with that you offered him your drink from which he gladly sipped tasting every bit of your remains drink.
“It’s actually good.” he told you. “Right ??? I told you” you suggested. He couldn’t ignore that flirty tone of yours.
A sharp tune ringed from your phone earning your attention. “Excuse me for a second Cas” you picked up your phone and started talking animatedly. O\And the only thing Casper could focus on was your juicy lips parting and closing, some time sucking sipping the drink, imagining all the evil things they could do to him, maybe ruin his whole life, maybe make him nothing but an obedient pet, maybe…
After good 10 minutes you ended and focused back on your Cas. “I’m so sorry Cas. It was one of my clients. I had really good time with you. But I have to go now. Thanks for the drinks again.” you apologized with a pout on those glossy & juicy lips. And once again Casper was out of his dreams but this time, with a very prominent bulge.
Were you really gonna leave him after causing so much trouble ?? Alas, this is 2024 and not 1918 or something where he could keep you and not a single soul would question.
“That’s alright. I had a really good time as well. How about you give me your number ?? I could help you with everything workout ?? He suggested.
“Really ?? Thank you so much Cas~. That’s so sweet of you” you squealed like a pick me high school girl, handing him your phone and sliding next to him .
"That sounds fantastic," he said, feeling a rush as he entered your number, watching your assets teasingly close to him. You were truly unaware of your effect, weren't you? He wondered.
Not really. And you knew that.
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Here is the first case scenario to the poll. I guess this would be the option that would be chosen as a majority. If may make an alternative ending to the other option. And I'm never maybe not never doing poll again. It breaks my heart to say no.
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𝐁𝐋𝐔𝐄𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐘 𝐋𝐈𝐏𝐒 𝐎𝐍 𝐌𝐘 𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐘
— 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐔
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—cw: fem!reader, semi-public sex, cunningulus, fingering, protected sex.
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You know how there's always a man that people find annoying, but somehow you're the only one ridiculously attracted towards him? Yeah. Gojo Satoru was like that to you.
Don't get me wrong. Girls loved him. A lot of them in fact. And why won't they? He was rich, tall, good-looking, and known to be extremely flirtatious. A prince charming. But anyone who had met him in real life found him egoistic, immature, ignorant, and annoying. In fact, he had a nickname among the people who back bitched about him. 'Self obsessed whore.' Sounds about right. But these same qualities turned you on. You found that self-obsession and ego laced voice—when he would say something to piss the higher ups off—sexy. So, when the Kyoto School principal ordered you to go to the meeting with Satoru, you almost fainted from happiness.
You had put more than usual effort in your makeup. Made sure your shirt missed a few buttons to flaunt the bare skin that might catch his eyes. You even shaved. You felt like a clown because what were you expecting? The leader of the Gojo clan would be interested in fucking me? Haha. Yes. Maybe I should've put on a clown makeup. You thought. But you shaved anyway. Who knows? Perhaps you'll get lucky.
The whole time in the meeting, you were staring at him. He might've thought you were seriously invested in what he had to say, but all you could think was of those lips. They were glossy. Maybe he had a lip balm on. And if he did, you badly wanted to know what flavor. Perhaps smell it. Or even taste it—
“So anyway. That brings me back to my point that we're not going to execute Itadori unless it's officially clear that he's a threat to humanity,” he confirmed, fidgeting the matcha tea cup in his hand. “Although even if he was a threat, you know I won't have any trouble to put Sukuna in his place.”
God. You hated that you blushed at that. And you hated it even more knowing that it was clearly visible to him. But it all went away when you saw a faint smile appear on his face. You couldn't see his eyes, but you knew they were staring right at you.
“Thank you so much for your assistance. I'll confirm this with Principal Gakuganji. We shall look forward to carrying out the concluded plan,” you said as you shook hands with him. He had this slightly firm grip on you and send shivers down your spine. Wow. I am holding hands with Gojo Satoru. When what you were actually doing is having a professional handshake at the end of the meeting, just like how any other person would.
“Well, if you may, I shall leave.” But he didn't. Instead, he was staring at you with an expression you couldn't comprehend. Then you looked down and realized that you hadn't let his hand go. Shit. You dumb bitch. Now he might know you have eyes for him. You felt embarrassment creep over you, but Satoru saved you and just laughed it off.
You both left the room together. He headed towards his car and you towards yours. You both once again noticed each other in the same place. Apparently, he had his car parked next to yours. You gave him a warm smile, which made him say something totally unexpected.
“I thought you just had a crush on me. But now you stalk me too?” He laughed. Your brain did a 180° after processing what he had just said. He knew?
“Wh–what? I wasn't stalking you. My car is parked here too,” you stutter.
“Oh. So, I am only right about the crush part then.” Dammit. You knew it was a joke. You knew this was his nature. And wasn't this exact thing why you liked him? Then why did it piss you off?
“I— ugh. No wonder they call you a self obsessed whore,” you mumbled. It was supposed to be inaudible. You didn't realize you were thinking out loud.
“Come again?”
“What? Nothing. It wasn't about you—”
“I am a self-obsessed whore. You knew that then, why the heart eyes in the meeting, baby?” He got closer and closer. It was becoming difficult to breathe. Shit. He is an asshole. But people should emphasize that he is also hot, flirtatious, attractive, and tall. That same tall body was towering you now.
“Please. If you come any closer, then…”
“Then what, baby?” he held your chin, making you look up at him.
“Then I will end up kissing you.” Your breath was heavy.
He took in all the air you had exhaled, before consenting a “then fucking kiss me.”
That was all that it took for you to lose control and crash your lips on his. He didn't budge, letting you do everything you wanted. After some minutes, he wrapped his arms around the waist, lifted you off the ground, and placed you on the bonnet of his smoke gray car. He then started pushing his tongue through, rubbing his hands on your back. You found yourself moaning into the kiss. He did have a lip balm on. And now you could taste it. It was a mix of blueberry and mint.
“Need you.” You pleaded, breaking the kiss and catching a breath.
“Right here?”
“Mhm. Please.” And there it was. Something he can't resist. A kind request from such a pretty person. And there is no way in hell he was gonna miss a chance of fucking you in an empty underground space, which was apparently also a parking lot for the abandoned school.
Gojo quickly went inside his car and pulled out a condom and all the other needed things. When he came back to the front, he saw your hands reaching between your thighs. Your eyes closed. You looked so sexy.
“Baby?” He whispered. “Hold on to this for me, please.” He pleaded, tugging the hem of your shirt between your teeth. He inserted two wet fingers that he spat on, stretching you out nicely. You whimpered, feeling erotic. The hands that you were thirsting on earlier were now into you, fingering you.
“Need to feel those lips.”
“They are already on your lips, baby” he assured, kissing you, but you pulled away.
“No, no. Uhm—fuck. Need to feel them—” your hands traveled between your legs, pointing on your pussy, “right here.” All those feelings he was holding back emerged from his body as he bent down, kissing your pussy. Thank god I shaved. Your drooling cunt was fluttering at how good those lips felt on your wetness. He pushed his tongue, rubbing them harshly on your clit. He was so passionate. You loved the feeling.
A few licks later, your orgasm came crashing down on you. He held your legs when they were shaking from the pleasure. He crawled up to your lips, trying to hear your moans clearer. They felt like music to his ears.
“I wonder how blueberries lip balm and my cum tastes together?” You grinned.
“Why don't you taste it yourself?” His lips once again crashed yours. It tasted surprisingly good.. Fruity, but a little sour. You loved it.
Satoru wore the condom. He gathered your wetness, teasing your clit before pushing past your hole. “Holy shit,” you moaned so loud. His length was long enough.
Halfway through the sex, you were losing your grip, but he held your hips tightly, guiding you on his cock. He brought one of his hands to your clit and started rubbing it. You once again closed your eyes, feeling another orgasm approaching you.
“Fuck, baby. Ah! You're so hot. So fucking tight. Wanna cum.” His hips thrust hard into you.
Satoru was close too. It was one of the reasons he wanted to make you cum while he does, so you milk him dry.
Your legs shivered and wrapped tightly around his hips. “Ah! Fuck. Oh shit, baby.” He groaned, stopping his thrusts. With a stuttering hips, he came while being inside you. There was a barrier if rubber, but you could feel how warm his cum was.
“Well, that was…” he wiped the sweat off your forehead. “—amazing. I was good.”
You laughed at his comment. “You really are a self-obsessed whore.”
“Never denied it, baby.” He pressed his forehead against yours.
You both were just looking into each other's eyes. Just two half naked bodies in a parking lot. But it didn't feel cold. Your hearts warmed up at how fondly you gazed at each other. How gently your body was pressed against each other. That's something you never wanted. Yet needed.
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