#like this haircut is so fucking ugly im so sorry
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reading tim drake: robin and OH MY GOD
i know having a terrible haircut is a part of the experience of being gay but he should've sued his barber for this.
#tim drake robin#dc robin#dc comics#tim drake#first time i saw him i screamed#like this haircut is so fucking ugly im so sorry#convinced that this is a hatecrime#they hardlaunch his homosexuality and suddenly he looks like an egg#not that he had a good track record for decent haircuts#but Still
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Right hear me out on the new johnny skin
Please can you write something for this ugly bitch the shock worn off and now im delusional
(Im sorry for asking for this he just looks so stupid i couldnt not)
I HATE YOU FOR REMINDING ME OF THIS ALLGAHJGIAKG
johnny cage > carrot
oh my god he looks like a carrot
warnings: look at him.
[ masterlist ]
you're sitting on johnny's couch, as it's become a regular occurrence for you to waste your time in his home. your phone becomes your best friend nearly every time, as his career of being a celebrity commonly rips his attention from you more than you're happy with. your bubbling frustration with the situation dies down when you hear his front door unlock.
"babe," he calls through the cracked door. his voice is high pitched, like he's hiding something and ashamed about it. "i-i need you to do me a favor."
"yeah?" you reply, eyes still transfixed on your phone for the moment.
"i lost a bet," he shamefully admits. "and i need you to not laugh. if you laugh, i will die."
"you'll die?" you repeat, now intrigued by whatever he's on about. he falls silent, the door barely opening more.
"baby," he tries to sound sweet but it sounds closer to him being on the verge of tears. "is it true... that thing... where like, you lose feelings if your man gets one bad haircut?"
oh, no.
"depends," you shrug, making your way to the door. "if you buzzed it, i won't be able to look at you until it grows back."
"i didn't... buzz it," he mutters. "it's... please don't laugh."
his dodging is starting to confuse and annoy you, so you walk over and pull the door completely open. the sight in front of you pulls a horrified gasp, which then turns into amusement like you've never seen. johnny's hair was gone on the sides, and a vomit-green wisp sat on top. johnny frowns with large eyes. it kind of reminds you of that really sad hamster meme. maybe if you focused enough you could imagine sad violin music at the scene.
"jo—" your attempt at saying his name comfortingly is ripped apart when a snort creeps up on you, and you slap a hand over your mouth. tears well up in your eyes as you fight for your life to not laugh.
"don't," he pleads, arms flopping to his sides. "don't laugh."
you let out a cackle through your hand, slapping another hand over it in a stupid attempt to hold it in.
"it's not funny—" in a while, you think, it wouldn't be. sure, he has the haircut, but you're the one looking at it regularly. "it's not funny."
"you're laughing. i will die."
"how in the genuine fuck did this come to be." your eyes feel like they're going to pop out of your skull from straining yourself so hard. johnny can't even look at you as he explains.
"kung lao and i made a bet that i could cut more fruit than him with his hat."
"you bet your appearance on a hat that's not yours."
"it didn't look that hard! it's a sharp hat!"
"okay, so how did the... haircut come to be??"
"he..." johnny rubs his face, groaning. "he had me walk into a barber and told the guy to fuck my shit up. he said that to the barber. oh my god i look like an idiot, don't i."
"you..." you search for something, anything to compliment him on. your eyes settle on his orange button-up and you stifle a snort. "you kind of look like a carrot."
johnny pulls his head up to meet your eyes. "what."
"it's... it's kinda cute," you murmur with the most strained grin of your life. you step forward and grab the entirety of the hair left on his head, tugging upward. "it's like... plucking you from the soil."
"ow. you're an asshole," he adds, not entirely serious. you try so hard to keep it together, so hard. but his furrowed brows, frown, and carrot-coordinated outfit finally make you snap. you double over in laughter, similar to a hyena. it is quite literally the funniest thing you'd ever seen in your entire life and you laugh so hard you lose your breath.
"IT'S NOT FUNNY!" johnny pouts, stomping his foot and crossing his arms while you howl and slap him around as you try to ground yourself. "I LOOK LIKE A DUMBASS."
"OH MY GOD I'M LOSING IT, I'M GONNA THROW UP— YOU LOOK LIKE A CARROT —"
"STOP SAYING THAT."
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Mark conforting his s/o by fucking her slow and deep, eyes lost into each other, because she's upset he cut his hair short and now she has nothing left to grab when he is eating her out ;-;.
too lengthy but hope you liked it!🫡
mark showed up to you with his hair trimmed and get really upset by touching his precious long hair, you been love his hair long but when he decided to cut a little he didn't know that you'll get upset by his indecisive decision, "oh why'd you cut your long hair baby?" voice in distress, "why is it ugly? or what" he hugged you and resting his chin on your shoulders, "no, but your long hair is too good for you. why didn't you tell that you gonna cut your hair?" mark behaved for while thinking for valid an explanation on why he cut his hair, "umm i mean it's my choice baby, i didn't mean not to tell you". as he said looking at you and stealing kisses from your lips, "you should've told me so that i prep myself and accept that you'll be no longer long haired mark, i really really like your long hair mark" he chuckled as he heard you talking like a upset little girl, mark holds your face with his both hands to meet his gaze "okay i'm sorry y/n, is there something else that i can make up for you hmm?" he mumurs, mouth taking places on your neck, pecking some kisses, his hands roaming on your body, grabbing your ass real hard to press your body into him, "i think there is" you smirked and looked at him "let's fuck yeah? let me make it up for you, i think you deserve this cock because you gladly accepted my haircut" he picked you up and carried you like a bride.
as he started to kiss you harshly while walking to your room not wanting to break the kiss. mark put your weight now in the bed and breaks the heated kiss, he cups your face gently, admiring your pretty face "god you're so beautiful baby" mark undresses you, and grasp the moments he loved to do with you, even though mark had seen you naked for hundred times he still get mesmerize by your body, he stared at you intently "hey don't look me like that" you shyly said urging to cover your naked body, he giggles by your sudden attitude "sorry can't help to stare your beautiful body all for me" you scan mark and you point your eyes on his bulge eager to touch his cock, you didn't hesitate to palm his clothed cock feeling the form of his length. "i love the way you touch my cock baby" you giggles eyes smiling as he praise you, the upset feeling has gotten back to you because you still can't really accept his haircut "i still get the upset feeling, i have nothing to grab your hair when you're going to eat me out" as you still palming his cock hardly and slowly pulling his pants, "sorry baby" he groans, him losing control on your touches. his hardened cock sprang infront of you pre cum leaking out on his tip, and it made you more needy for him "mark touch me now please" you whine, body burning in heat wanting him to do something. the eagerness crawling up to your body and pussy getting drenched so needy to fill in his cock, you want to feel him, i want to feel him, he stares at you smiling. "spread your legs baby, let me see how wet you are" he can already see your wet patch on your panty, and he getting crazy over it, mark pulled down your panty and reaches his fingers to your soaked pussy "so wet for me" he slide two fingers into you, low down his body facing your pussy and starts to fuck his fingers in you while he eats you out, you felt the realm of pleasure every lick he does to your pussy, you looked at him and mark catches your eyes and wink, you almost pass out to his actions. you grabbed his trimmed hair to get hold on and focusing on his magical tongue and fingers working in your core, the pleasure are currently wringing from your body, "mark im close..." mark fasten his work to aim your high and the release is approaching you already, "mark don't stop i'm..i"m gonna cum" the climax hits you with a breathy cry of his name.
"i want you now y/n.." mark pushing himself up as he positioned his cock between your thighs, he slowly slip his cock in you and started thrusting "god you feel so good" as he leans forward to your face and looked at your eyes deep in soul, mark didn't take his eyes off to you both of you shared same breath blowing out and moans filleds your ears both, "i love you baby" seals his lips to yours, you just moaned in between of kissing, mark fucked you deep and slow, felt every thrust as he slams his cock inside you ramming your walls, your eyes shut in pleasure don't want him to end "let's cum together baby please" you said breathing heavily, mark losses his capacity to respond he just thrusted more slow, his body breaks down when he feel your pussy clenching on him "fucking clenching on me, m'not gonna last long" mark slams his cock more fast to reach his climax also you high approaching fast "im gonna cum y/n.. i'm f-fuck" mark can't form a sentence because of the body breaking feeling "me too mark, please faster" he holds your hands and eyes lost in sight, faces getting fucked out as the release is approaching, the last push made it through your body jolts in pleasure, both of your body trembles in feeling, trying to catch a breath as you and mark panting "you're gonna forgive me now?" he spoke breathy voice, you nodded and smiled at him "silly, yes. can u please make me upset everyday so that we can fuck everyday too" he snorts at your words "you are more silly" pinching your cheeks, both of you laughed.
#nct#nct 127#nct smut#nct dream#mark lee#nct mark#mark lee smut#nct hard thoughts#nct hard hours#mark lee fanfic#mark lee fluff
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hi can you pls write a jungwoo one shot ??
enemies to fwb to lovers at a university ??
happy ending ajdhx
let it be there SMUT, fluff and angst 🤭
Lipstick
A/N: bb im in the hospital rn lol so if this feels unfinished its bc it very much so is but this thing has been in my drafts since u requested it, it was supposed to be like 10k words but im TIRED of this, so fuck it, here you go, have some smut.
Pairing: Jungwoo X Reader
Genre: Smut, Angst... fluff? for 2 seconds at the end
Warnings: non-con, jungwoo is mean, reader is meaner, loss of virginity, public(ish) sex
Word Count: 3.8k
Freshman Year of High School -15 years old
“...And, um, I just really like you! I promise I’ll be a good boyfriend!” Jungwoo shoved a bouquet of flowers at you. “Will you go out with me?” Jungwoo’s cheeks were a bright red, his friends behind him, cheering him on.
You? Jungwoo? Not a chance. First of all, that fucking bowlcut is absolutely atrocious. Secondly, Jungwoo’s a nerd. The average engineering student. Truly, the whole nine yards. And lastly, who the hell asks someone on a date by buying her flowers? What the hell is he trying to prove? He’s got to be overcompensating for… something else.
You glanced at your friends behind you, trying to hold back your laugh, before flipping your head to Jungwoo. “You’re into me?” You laughed in Jungwoo’s face. “Sorry, but I don’t really go for guys who are packing a clit instead of a dick.” You pinched your fingers together, gesturing how small Jungwoo’s dick is. “I like dicks that are bigger than a tube of lipstick.”
You walked away with your friends, giggling at the thought of even dating Jungwoo.
And that’s how you met Jungwoo, and how he’d become the death of you.
~
Sophomore Year of High School -16 years old
“I promise I’ll be a good boyfriend!” Your friend presented you with imaginary flowers, like how Jungwoo did the year prior.
“Of course I’ll date you! I’ll love you and all 2 millimeters you have!” You gushed into her arms, laughing.
It turned out that the year after Jungwoo confessed, you and him ended up in the same homeroom. Everyone knew he confessed to you, like really, who buys a girl flowers to ask them out anymore? A few people thought you went too far, but most other people only talked about you for gossip.
Jungwoo was only focusing on his homework, trying to ignore you all with his earbuds in.
“Hey!” Your friend ripped Jungwoo’s earbud out. “Have you ever even kissed a girl?”
“Of course he hasn’t!” You laughed at him.
“That’s not funny!” One of his friends tried to stick up for him. “It’s not like he can help it!”
You bursted out laughing. “He can’t help it! Isn’t that just admitting defeat?”
Your teacher slammed the door open and pointed at you. “My office, miss.”
You, of course, got detention, but you still didn’t stop teasing Jungwoo.
Junior Year of High School -17 years old
“How the hell did he get a girlfriend before me?” You hissed, applying lipstick in the mirror in the school bathroom.
“Maybe because everyone’s scared to ask you out.” Your friend was brushing her hair next to you.
You smacked your lips together and put your lipstick away. “How? Aren’t I hot?”
She smacked the hairbrush onto the sink counter. “You realize you humiliated Jungwoo when he tried to ask you out, right?”
“Yeah? So? He’s ugly anyways.” You rolled your eyes.
“Oh, come on, it really was just the haircut that was bad. Besides, it’s how you’re known now. You and him still don’t get along, and let’s be real, he did manage to pull, when you haven’t in 3 years! Everyone thinks you’re a bully!”
“Ugh!” You zipped your backpack and went to class.
That little blonde girl was sitting in your seat, next to Jungwoo, practically drooling over each other. You really didn’t see what Jungwoo saw in her. Her lipstick was not her color, and that cakey makeup did not help her pores at all. Pore-filling primer exists!
“Get out of my seat.” You stood over her, slamming your backpack on her desk.
She shrieked as if she saw a spider, jumping up in the seat. “You scared me!” She screamed.
“What the fuck is your problem!” Jungwoo stood up, holding onto her arm and hugging her.
“Class is starting.” You rolled your eyes, pulling the chair out behind Jungwoo’s girlfriend, forcing her to stand.
Jungwoo sat back down, but not without his girlfriend climbing onto his lap, hugging him, whiningly crying.
“Jesus Christ!” You groaned, sitting down. “I slammed my backpack down! I didn’t fucking punch you!”
“Shut the fuck up!” Jungwoo yelled back at you.
“Oh, so you can defend your girlfriend but can’t fight back when it’s about you?” You scoffed, folding your arms over your chest. “How pathetic.”
“Yes, because unlike you, I care about people other than myself!”
You stood up and grabbed his girlfriend by her arm, pulling her off Jungwoo’s lap. “How about you go back to your seat?” You let go of her, pushing her back.
You stood over Jungwoo. “Get a fucking grip, I’m only acting nice because I actually want to get into college.”
Jungwoo’s girlfriend transferred out of your high school that week, and as much as he tried to blame you, the other students vouched for you, saying she was overreacting.
~
Senior Year of High School -18 years old
“Fucking whore.” One of Jungwoo’s friends snickered at you as you walked past him in the halls.
You grabbed him by his backpack. “You wanna repeat that?” You glared at him.
“Let him go!” Jungwoo yelled at you.
You pushed him away from you. “Yeah? What are you gonna do about it, lipstick dick?”
“And how would you know, you fucking whore?” Jungwoo snapped back at you.
“Yeah? At least I’m getting some, unlike you! Can’t even pleasure a girl if you tried! Maybe you should learn how to find the clit instead of playing League!” At this point, your friends were pulling on your arm, trying to get you to leave.
“You, and you.” A teacher pointed at you and Jungwoo, fuming. “My office, now.”
~
After being scolded for being loud and disruptive, you and Jungwoo were left to “reconcile” alone in the office.
“This is your fault.” You scoffed. “I haven’t even teased you since sophomore year.”
“And you’re only doing that so you can get into college.” He rolled his eyes at you. “And do you really think I can’t find the clit? Please, you know I fucked my girlfriend from junior year, right?”
“No.” You sighed. “Do you know I’m still a virgin, right?”
Jungwoo sharply exhaled. “Yeah.”
“Come up with an insult more creative than “whore” then.” You crossed your arms in front of your chest.
Jungwoo stood up and unzipped his pants.
“What the fuck is wrong with you?” You hissed, trying to not scream.
“Well, while we’re getting it all out there…” He began to pump his cock in his hand, hardening it, precum already dripping.
He was fucking huge. It wasn’t even 2 inches, more like 12. Breathy gasps left Jungwoo’s throat, getting himself off in front of you.
“Come here.” You hissed at him. He did as you told him. “Wipe your fucking hand.” You grabbed a tissue off the desk in front of you, handing it to him. You began to lick the precum off his cock, then slipped his cock in your mouth. You moved quickly, trying to not get caught. Jungwoo’s moans let you know you were doing well, and you just kept bobbing your head on his dick, not caring about the tears running down your cheeks and the saliva dribbling down your mouth and onto your throat.
Finally, Jungwoo came down your throat, prompting you to swallow.
“You owe me.” You snarled at him as he zipped his pants up and you wiped your face. “Give me your phone number.”
“I guess I can really call you a whore now.” He sat back down next to you, laughing.
~
“You’re smart, right? I need your help applying to colleges.” You asked Jungwoo, calling him a few days later on the weekend.
He hummed. “Come to my house, my parents aren’t home. I’ll text you my address.”
And just like that, you were sitting on Jungwoo’s bed, on your phone, having him apply to all the same colleges he was.
“You know, usually “help” means I assist you, not I do everything for you.” Jungwoo snarled at you.
You clicked the power button on your phone, angrily tossing it to the side. “And what?”
“I mean that you should be helping me, at least!” Jungwoo spun around his desk chair to look at you. “I don’t even know your address! How am I supposed to write a personal essay when I can’t be very personal!”
“Just write whatever you want!” You groaned. “It’s not that big of a deal!”
“What are you even majoring in?” Jungwoo punched his desk, scaring you.
You sat on Jungwoo’s lap, trying to calm him down. “I don’t know, I’m not interested in anything!”
“We go to a technical high school! You’ve been studying mechanical engineering for 4 fucking years! I’m saying you’re majoring in mechanical engineering, fucking dumb slut…”
“Fucking dumb slut?” You slid under Jungwoo’s desk, unzipping his pants.
“You know that’s not what I meant!” Jungwoo hissed.
You rolled your eyes, Jungwoo’s dick hardening in your hands either way. “Shut up and stop pretending you invited me over when you’re home alone just to work.” You dove in, nose pressed against Jungwoo’s stomach.
“Wait, I’m not… Fuck.” Jungwoo’s last effort to lie to himself ended. He knew he wanted you.
Your throat sloppily sucked off Jungwoo, his hands in your hair.
“Stop.” He pulled your head off of him. “Get on my bed, at least.”
“Wait…” You crawled out from under Jungwoo’s desk. “I told you I’m a virgin, I mean…”
Jungwoo pushed you onto his bed, making you lay on your back. “You’re right, I didn’t invite you over just to help you, so don’t act surprised now. You knew I was going to fuck you, right?” Jungwoo reached under your skirt, pulling your thong to the side. “Only a whore or a girl planning on getting fucked would wear a thong under her skirt… You want me to believe you’re not a whore, so that only leaves one other option…”
A finger slid inside you, forcing a moan out of you.
“Aw, look how wet you are! Admit it, you want to fuck me!” He slipped his middle finger out of your cunt and into your mouth, making you taste yourself.
“Fine! I want you to fuck me! Is that what you wanted to hear?” You gently bit down on his finger.
“Even while begging me to fuck you, you’re still a fucking bitch.” Jungwoo’s plump lips kissed your cheek, then trailed down to your neck. His fingers went back inside you, thumb rubbing your clit whilst his fingers pumped inside you.
“Ugh, hurry up and do it.” You whined, wrapping your arms around his neck.
“You really think you can take it without even a bit of foreplay?” Jungwoo scoffed, licking his fingers. “Fine, I’ll do what you want this time, I guess I should have a sense of responsibility since I’m taking your virginity.” You felt the head of Jungwoo’s cock on your pussy lips. “I’ll put it in all at once, okay?” He quickly kissed your forehead, hands on your cheeks.
“Okay…” You closed your eyes, trying to stop yourself from getting worked up.
At first, all you could feel was pain, then the feeling of being filled with Jungwoo’s warmth.
Jungwoo looked at your tear-filled eyes, trying to gauge your pain level. “Does it hurt?”
“You fucking asshole.” You gritted your teeth, tears falling down. “How dare you cum inside me right now!” You smacked his chest. “So mean, always so fucking mean to me…”
“Sorry, I swear I didn’t mean to, I seriously…” Jungwoo kissed your nose, letting you warm up to him.
“I hate you so much, so, so much…” Your hands pushed against his waist, digging your nails into his sides.
Jungwoo laughed into your neck, his lips trailing down your neck and landing on your shoulder. “I think I hate you more.”
You scoffed. “You say that but you’ve already came inside me… Whatever, you can move now, by the way…”
“As you wish.” He was slow at first, but his speed rapidly quickened…
You didn’t know if he was that mad at you, years of hate and resentment building up into this moment, or if he just needed to fuck someone so badly that he was willing to do it to you, but either way, you would be lying if you said it didn’t feel good…
His lips licking and sucking on your neck, one of his hands kneading one of your breasts, the other gripping the sheets above your head.
“Jungwoo…” You moaned out, wrapping your legs around his waist. “Slow down a little…” You felt like you were panting, tongue sticking out.
“Too cute. You know how much I hate you and you still are about to cum on my dick?”
You wrapped your arms around his neck. “Please please please…” You looked up at him with tear filled eyes, not even having to say anything for him to know what you wanted.
“Good girl.” He bottomed out, his whole cock deep inside you, cumming again.
You pulled Jungwoo’s chest towards yours as you reached your own high, kissing his lips.
“So good…” Jungwoo pulled away. “Felt so good around my cock.”
You pushed him away, sitting up. “You need to buy me plan B.” You kissed Jungwoo’s cheek.
~
“Hi!” Jungwoo waved at you at school the next day.
“Dude, what the fuck?” One of Jungwoo’s friends slapped Jungwoo’s arm. “Since when do you talk to her?”
“Literally!” Your own friend looked at you. “What’s going on?”
You pinched your nose bridge. “Jungwoo, come here!” You grabbed Jungwoo’s arm and yanked him into the janitor’s closet.
“What’s wrong with you?” Jungwoo hissed. “Now everyone probably thinks we’re dating!”
“They started thinking that way when you waved at me! Like we’re some stupid enemies to lovers trope!” You smacked Jungwoo’s arm, pushed up against him to avoid getting your uniform dirty from the chemicals in the closet. “Listen, you can’t just talk to me during school! Pretend you still hate me or something!”
“No.” Jungwoo’s body was completely against yours now, his boner pressing against your womb. “That pill is supposed to last a day, right? So it’s okay if I cum inside you?”
The late bell rang. “Jungwoo, I have to go to class…”
“We’re already late… let’s just ditch.” Jungwoo pushed you against the door. “Good. This door locks from the inside.” Jungwoo twisted the lock. “You have to be quiet still, but at least other students won’t come in…”
Jungwoo hiked your skirt up. “You’re wearing a thong again?”
“I… I have to do my laundry…” You bit your lip, silently cursing yourself.
“You’re pathetic, you know that?” Jungwoo moved your thong over to the side.
You pushed him away from you, pressing your back against the door. “Can’t we at least wait till we get home?”
“Do you not find me attractive anymore?” Jungwoo’s head fell onto your shoulder.
“When did I ever say that? All I’m saying is that you should do this kind of stuff with a girl you actually love…” You hugged Jungwoo, your arms around his neck.
“But I-”
Suddenly, the door unlocked. “You two?!” A teacher opened the door.
~
“So… Jungwoo started crying and you were comforting him?” You were sitting in the same office you had sucked Jungwoo off in just a few days ago. “Last week you were at each other’s throats, and this week you’re ditching class- which I might add you have nearly perfect attendance- to comfort him?”
“I guess we… suddenly grew up.” You bit your lip, hoping it would cover for you two.
The teacher sighed. “I hear you both applied for the same colleges.”
Jungwoo nodded. “Yeah.”
“And you’re both going into mechanical engineering?” You felt like the teacher was interrogating you, rather than punishing you.
“Yeah.” You replied. “Can we leave?”
“You two are lucky that it was me who caught you and not your principal!” The sentence made you roll your eyes.
Jungwoo stood up. “I don’t care anymore, I’m leaving.” He held out his hand. “Come on.”
“Oh… sure.” You grabbed your bag and followed him out of the school.
“So, you said my place?”
And that was the start of Jungwoo’s obsession with filling up your womb…
~
Midsummer
You got a text from Jungwoo. “Come over to my place now.”
You knew that could only mean one thing… He wants to fuck you. But you would still be there in less than 30 minutes.
“Jungwoo?” You unlocked the front door with the key that he gave you when summer started.
No response, so you slipped your shoes off and walked into Jungwoo’s bedroom.
His aura let you know how mad he was. “Get on the bed.”
You scoffed, putting your phone on his nightstand. “Come on, Jungwoo, you know that’s not how we do this… At least tell me what’s wrong-”
“Get on the bed where you belong, you fucking slut.” Jungwoo’s hand wrapped around your neck, slamming you into the wall behind you, his lips on your ear, his heavy breath the only thing you could hear.
You furiously nodded. “O-okay.”
“Good girl.” He let go of your neck.
You started undressing, taking off your skirt.
“Fucking-” Jungwoo shoved you onto the bed then took something out of his nightstand.
The shiny metal let you know it could only be one thing… “Handcuffs?”
He handcuffed your hands together, pinning them above your head. “You look prettier like this. You’d look prettier if I could cover your mouth with duct tape.”
“Please, just talk to me…” You whispered. “Tell me why you’re mad.”
“Last night, I went on a date, and you know what I thought about?” Jungwoo glared into your eyes, quickly pulling out his cock from the band of his sweatpants and lining it up to your cunt.
“What?” You croaked out.
He thrust his whole length inside you, just like how he did the night he took your virginity.
“You.”
“But… why?” You felt yourself adjusting to his length, cunt getting used to the constant abuse Jungwoo led you to believe was normal.
“I fucking hate you so much, you made my life hell, and I don’t even like looking you in the eyes… but you feel so good around my dick that I can’t help but to forgive you.” Jungwoo began thrusting inside you, wet noises coming from in between your legs.
“Jungwoo, get off me.” You cried out, not really knowing how to feel about the situation.
“You’re gonna be the fucking death of me, I fucking hate you.”
“If you hate me so much, just push me away… We don’t have to do this…” Tears fell down your cheeks, not even able to wipe them with your hands restrained.
With a deep sigh, Jungwoo brushed your tears away, pulling out. “Do you want me to stop?”
“No… I still want you to cum inside me.” You sighed, letting yourself give into Jungwoo’s wishes.
He thrusted his length back inside you with a sigh. “There’s the little whore I know you as.”
“Cum inside me…” You whined, letting Jungwoo use you however he wanted.
“I fucking hate you, this is all you’re good for…” Jungwoo pulled your shirt up, exposing your breasts, biting onto your nipple.
“Cumming!” Your back arched, feeling Jungwoo’s load fill you up.
“You’re so perfect.” Jungwoo whined onto your chest. “So good. So perfect…”
~
1st day of classes -19 years old
“Jungwoo?” You saw Jungwoo walk into your first class.
“Ugh. I thought I was going to survive the school year without having to see your ugly ass everyday.” Jungwoo sat next to you, rolling his eyes.
“Do I need to remind you that I sucked your dick last night?” You scoffed at him.
“Good morning everyone! Welcome to NCIT!” The teacher’s aid spoke loudly, his voice echoing in the room.
“Fuck, I don’t wanna be here.” Jungwoo sunk onto your shoulder, his arm around your waist.
“I’ll be sending you all an assignment online for today! We’ll just be doing icebreakers for now, so get into pairs or groups of 3!”
“Me and you?” You asked Jungwoo.
“Sure.”
You logged into your laptop and looked at the assignment. “Kim Jungwoo.” You typed in his name. “Okay, when’s your birthday?”
“February 19th. Did you not know that?” Jungwoo looked at you, silently judging.
“Do you know my birthday?” You retorted, crossing your arms over your chest and looking away.
“It’s in… spring? Or fall?” Jungwoo’s smile dropped when he saw how sad you looked.
You slapped Jungwoo’s arm off you. “Wow, I’m hurt.”
“I’m joking, Jesus Christ! Your friends always made a big deal about your birthday on social media, how could I not know!”
“Good.” You intertwined your fingers with Jungwoo’s, unsure about why the statement made you so happy.
You let Jungwoo wrap his arm back around your waist, his rings digging into your skin, his silence making you feel uneasy.
“So, got any plans tonight?” You broke the silence.
“Yeah.” Jungwoo raised his head to look you in the eyes. “You.”
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Usually, when Jungwoo says he wants to “do you”, he means he wants to fuck you. So, it was weird to be stuck sitting in Jungwoo’s dorm room at night with a sock on the door just… eating dinner with him.
“I hope you like kimchi stew. It’s the only thing I know how to make besides kimbap.” Jungwoo handed you the bowl of soup.
“...Yeah.” You felt silly sitting there with your panties soaked, sticking against your cunt as you sipped the broth. “I think this is the first time we’ve actually eaten with each other.”
Jungwoo sighed, eating. “It’s not like we’re friends. Or dating.”
“Isn’t that weird to you?” You looked up at him, slamming your spoon back into the bowl. “You took my virginity!”
“You gave it to me.” Jungwoo dropped his spoon. “I never asked you for anything. I told you I like you so many times! You’re the one who pushes me away!”
“I… fuck.” You stood up.
“Where are you going?” Jungwoo followed you to the door.
You ran your hands over your face. “I just… Need air. Or…”
Jungwoo wrapped his arms around your waist, forcing you into a hug. “Stay. Please.”
“Why? Don’t you hate me?” You dropped your arms and rested your head on Jungwoo’s chest.
“I never, for even one second, could let myself hate you. I always liked you, and I still do…” Jungwoo’s grip around your waist tightened.
“Do you love me?” You looked up at Jungwoo, your chin on his chest.
Jungwoo leaned down, his lips kissing yours, his hands in your hair. “Of course I do.”
“I love you too.”
Jungwoo laughed, spinning you around to bring you into a back hug. “Can I buy you flowers?”
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my first-ish impression of the obey me characters- part 1 (older brothers)
I haven't played the game yet because i forgot my password to download stuff, so i only know obey me information from tumblr and wiki.
i think this ended up with me being a hater sorry to anyone whos likes these guys
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Lucifer
based on his character design half of the community probably calls him daddy
bro is mad ugly but i cant say shit because my haircut looks similar to that
i personally think the rope thing on his waist is massively hideous
i would strangle him with that i mean nothing
hes probably a massive asshole but everyone excuses it because he's hot (he's not i think you guys are blind)
i think i heard he tries to kill mc and idk man thats pretty fucked up ngl
like I DONT CARE IF YOURE TRAUMATISED STOP BEATING OUR ASS 💀
he is NOT a certified g
he looks like he beats up and abuses people and i do NOT stand for that
oh wait yeah he does that to mammon 💀
he also has a punchable face so
he probably looks at babies to make them cry
3/10 (3 points because im preparing ms for even worse characters)
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Mammon
ok what in the cowboy fuck is that
i dont like his fit that shit is nasty
what is that feathery thing on his waist?? a feather duster????
NOTHING MATCHES.
i just hate this fit so much
however
he is a certified g 💪🔥
my respects to bro
like he was actually nice to us?? and he actually cared about us?? and not tried to kill us?? damn thas crazy
also i feel sorta bad for him cuz he keeps getting shitted on by his brothers
hes dumber than a rock tho. like a trumpet- incredibly dense yet somehow the head is completely air. also loud as fuck and annoying sort of
hes ok but i just think he needs to stop getting his clothes from dollar tree
7/10
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Leviathan
OH MYG OD
LMOFOFOAOAFIASOFOOAF
BLUE HAIR AND PRONOUNS????????????? 😭😭😭😭😭😭
LIBERAL JUSTIN BEIBER LOOKIN ASS
once again the fit is disturbing me
why does his shirt randomly have a blue triangle??
tf is that collar thing?? why positioned straighter than the males in my school??
i feel like the jacket should be shorter
the runners?? who tf does bro think he is?? usane bolt??
colour scheme is sort of disorganised in my opin onion
only terrible people (me) wear headphones around their neck so uh red flag
PERSONALITY WISE.
im sorry but he sounds annoying as fuck i would clock him in the face
i cannot handle the 'i-i-i--i-i-i-i-im a gross otaku!!! 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🤧' shit. he sounds like a pick me girl but with absolutely no confidence
there are 3 types of shy- terrorist, annoying, and genuinely nice
he's the annoying one.
BUT i feel like i would play splatoon with him and he would be pretty good at it so
4/10
#obey me#obey me shall we date#obey me nightbringer#obey me lucifer#om! lucifer#obey me mammon#om! mammon#obey me leviathan#om! leviathan#obey me shitpost#well its sort of a shitpost idk what to call it
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i want to know some of yours silly clyde headcanons
OMG OKOKOKOKOK AAAH
1. Clyde wears ugly shirts unironically. He thinks they are pretty and funny. You know, the ones that are “Been to Florida in 1996. And all I got was this lousy t-shirt”. He never been to Florida. He wasn’t even born in 1996. The fuck. God knows where he finds these shirts. Everyone but him hates them.
2. Clyde definitely had a period in middle school when he was wearing sunglasses EVERYWHERE because he thought he looked cool in them. However, after bumping into other people and furniture a few times (which was not pleasant, made him cry a little) he decided that it’s not worth it.
3. when i said that it’s not “craig and those guys” but it’s “clyde and the minorities” i meant it. Craig may be the reasonable one and sorta play the role of the leader, but Clyde is that glue that sticks this whole group together. He is the soul, the heart, the loud and annoying one - call it what you like. If someone has a problem to solve or if they need an advice, then they go to Craig, if they want to be heard and hugged they go to Clyde.
4. Studying is really hard for Clyde. He might be dyslexic, or have ADHD, or have both, but whatever it is, he is really bad at school. It’s not like he is not trying at all, but on top of that he has the mindset that “the grades don’t really matter” which doesn’t help at all.
5. He kinda likes to hang out with Cartman? A little bit? He doesn’t want to admit it to anyone, even to himself. I feel like he doesn’t fully understand why everyone hates Cartman THAT much. Maybe that’s because they are not really close.
6. He also likes to hang out with Scott Malkinson. They are gym bros! And by gym bros i mean that Scott is actually working out while Clyde is finishing his 3rd bottle of Gatorade and rambling about how much he can lift when no one is watching.
7. When his mom died, Clyde had to learn how to cook, how to clean, how to do some things his mom used to do. And he kinda likes doing it? Everyone is shocked when they come to Clyde’s place and he offers them some carrot cake he baked yesterday. People are also surprised how tidy his room is. Clyde comes off as slacky and clumsy type, so no one expects this type of behavior from him.
8. Clyde likes to talk about health, diet, sports and all that, but all the information he gets is from very unreliable sources. For example, he straight up tried to convince Craig and the guys that when you eat a vegetable it fights you back as a defense mechanism and it poisons your body so you need to eat only meat (source: the guy called “bigb00bsnick420” said it in 2009 in abandoned 4chan thread). Craig told Clyde to fuck off, meanwhile, Tweek started having nightmares.
9. Clyde has that “popular” kid behavior. The thing is, he is not popular. He can go down the hallway and be like “Wassup Becky! Nice new haircut *wink*” and Becky doesn’t fucking know who Clyde is. Oh and yeah he is definitely the guy who says compliments to strangers- with no romantic intentions.
10. He doesn’t like Stan a lot, but sometimes they meet up in park when they walk their dogs so they have conversations about pretty much random things. Clyde is very easy to impress so it’s not hard for him to find a topic to talk about even if the conversation is awkward. He might look into the void for a few seconds and then go “Dude have you ever thought about the stars? They are so freaking cool! Why don’t we see them at day? I want to see them at day”.
im sorry that it took me so long to reply 😭 THANK YOU FOR YOUR QUESTION AAAA
#god i love talking about these silly characters#fell free to ask me more questions!!!!#south park#clyde donovan
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les amis and toxic traits (affectionate and derogatory):
-courfeyrac has a bad habit of being on his phone when he's with friends. he's mostly either just swiping through his dating app or texting someone on his dating app and he isn't aware that it's really rude. he's also really bad about borrowing money and not giving it back. if he asks for a couple euro for the metro, you will never get it back. he comes from a rich background and money is something that he forgets not everybody has. feuilly is the only one who holds him accountable for it because "i bought you a drink at the pub two weeks ago and you still owe me and i need to pay rent this week :/"
-enjolras is a pen clicker. oh. my god. he clicks pens at the speed of light and if someone asks him to stop, he'll apologize but then start again like thirty seconds later. it is so. fucking. annoying. also i love him but he's really self-righteous and won't admit when he's wrong. when someone has an opinion that differs his own, he can only see things in black or white. you're on his side, or you're wrong. this also applies to other's and their choices in what they do. he always donates the extra euro when he's checking out at a store for whatever donation project is going and if you don't he will give you the stink eye and publicly ask why you won't. no recyclable grocery bags? he will call you out and badger you until you buy one. you accidentally left the light on when you exited the room? oh my god. he has such good intentions but he forgets that not everybody might be as financially secure as him and not everybody is thinking about it at all times. he wants what's good for the world but it really gets on other people's nerves sometimes
-joly is really similar to enjolras in the sense that he calls people out for their health choices without thinking about their situation. he's getting better about it, but he has criticized grantaire to hell and back about all of his bad habits and not in a nice way. he's really harsh when someone is self-destructive or literally just picks like a soda at a restaurant over water. he wants his friends to be healthy but jesus fucking christ dude. no one asked for your opinion, now is not the time.
-feuilly only eats frozen meals. he only lives on lean cuisines. JEHBJWEHRWJH but also this dude smokes cigs a lot and forgets that smoke and tobacco makes some people feel sick or nauseated. he smokes in his apartment even when people are over and doesn't really think it's that big of a problem. enter: enjolras, who has asthma, and just walked through a cloud and starts hacking. anyway, he also gets really defensive when people call him out on it. it's his choice to smoke and whenever someone is like "hey maybe you might want to cut back" when he's buying a new pack of smokes after buying one three days before, he'll get super snappy and rude because it feels like an attack on him
-speaking of nicotine! jehan vapes and i have no room to speak on this subject bc let's not talk about my juul but they are in denial that it's also a problem. they're like "it's healthy shut up" but will go through pods so fast that it's genuinely comparable to feuilly's same bad habit. they started juuling bc they thought the flavours were yummy and it was cool and oh my god. jehan is also really blunt with their sense of humour and doesn't realize that not everybody thinks its funny. walking into a room and just being like "lmaoooo grantaire you look like shit today" and everybody is kind of like "...hm". combeferre is actually good about calling them out on that sort of stuff, though. if jehan realizes they're in the wrong, they'll apologize
-combeferre is. such. a fucking. movie talker. he just has so much to say at every minute of the movie and it's the worst (this is also me so self-roast). nobody likes to watch movies with him because "dude we just want to watch the fucking movie oh my god". he's also really pretentious and a gatekeeper. if you like the same band as him "oh really? well name three songs-" in a way that makes whoever he's feeling to feel stupid. combeferre really prides himself on his intellect, but it goes too far most of the time and it just comes across as super condescending and a lot of people get annoyed talking with him because it just feels like he's talking down at them the whole time
-marius is also super blunt but not in a way that's meant to be funny. he has absolutely walked into a room and gone "oh enjolras your haircut looks so bad im so sorry :(". and similarly to courfeyrac, he forgets the value of money. he's definitely asked people to go somewhere and has said like "yeah! the concert tickets are like 250 euro which is actually super cheap :)" and feuilly is just. dying inside. he intends to be nice, he just says so much stupid shit. he isn't purposely being a bad guy.
-bossuet never re-fills a roll of toilet paper if he's the last to use it. you do not know how annoying it is to room with this guy. grantaire has absolutely shouted "HOW HARD IS IT TO GRAB ANOTHER TUBE???" from the shitter and bossuet just denies it because it embarrasses him. he's also bad about cleaning dishes and will leave a cup in the sink for weeks if it isn't cleaned by someone else or threateningly left in front of his bedroom door. i love u bae but please clean up after yourself
-grantaire is the fucking worst. i love him but he is the worst. he is so self-deprecating to the point where a lot of people just won't be around him because you can only take so much self-pity before it becomes annoying as hell. he's never accepted a compliment and is one of those "omg no my art is so fucking ugly i hate it so much" when someone says they like a sketch or a painting he did and it is just. so annoying. he's also just super bad about caring about him self. baby forgets to shower and wash his hair and wear deodorant and it's like babe. baby. listen- we are not 13 year old boys anymore, we are men and we need to shower. take your zoloft and let's clean up your room <3
-bahorel is a babe but he's too rough with people. he'll slap someone on the back so hard that they choke on their drink. he's also bad about jokes going too far and just being kind of an asshole he'll snatch up something courfeyrac is holding and hold it up high and courf is 5'5 and bahorel is 6'3 and it is just unfair and unfunny and courfeyrac is not laughing and it just gets old so fast. he thinks people are having fun with him but baby they r not. everybody here is givin you the stink eye, just let the bit die
#let's pretend some of these dont extend from me#les mis#les miserables#les amis de l'abc#les amis#modern era#modern au#enjolras#courfeyrac#combeferre#jehan prouvaire#jean prouvaire#jehan#feuilly#bahorel#joly#bossuet#grantaire#les mis headcanons
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Okay. Dear billy.
Main argument: hoppers storyline is becoming my favorite. Putting himself through all this shit to go back is excellent, and the grittiness and gore of it all has me tickled. I love Steve being a lil dumb dumb as much as the next guy, but does him being Stupid need to be the punchline of every scene he’s in? Last season they gave him figuring out the horse music and the Russians in the mall but he’s gotten dumber every season and I don’t have much hope. Max’s storyline is where the most tension is. I really haven’t seen spoilers so idk if she’ll survive. They love getting us attached and then killing people with no warning so idk. I know hopper is gonna make it home but they really could fuck over max here so it’s sketchy.
THAT SCENE WITH HER RUNNING THROGUH VECNAS MIND WHILE RUNNING UP THAT HILL PLAYS AND THEN IT GOES INTO THE INSTRUMENTAL
Max’s letter to billy is fucking sad especially because we could’ve fucking HAD IT if there were better writers working on this shit.
Thots:
Bubbles is being super annoying in his cage behind my head rn he’s digging his stupid little holes I love him.
Steve’s reaction to Max admitting she’s been having headaches like that’s his bf’s little sister he’s shitting himself.
Steve Harrington will literally grab anything and use it as a weapon. Don’t you carry your bat in the trunk of your car everywhere like you do in fics? You know, because of the trauma-fueled anxiety you have? No?
Nobody ever listens to steve and the way he pissed himself and curled up when he saw Lucas is why
“I COULDVE TAKEN YOU OUT WITH THIS LAMP” darling. everyone knows that is very much Not True. #incompetent
Erica painting her miniatures PLEASE I miss mr clark
“Another week of this and he’s buying me a GOTDAMN Nintendo. With duck hunt.” Erica I love you p l e a s e
Ah, yes. The season-annual stupidification of Steve Harrington. At least last season he figured out that the Russians were in the mall. This season they really said No Thoughts Head Empty.
“If a gate didn’t exist in the fifties, how did he get through?” THATS WHAT IM SAYING. He just lives in the upside down. He pays rent but he wasn’t born there. He’s a gentrifier.
Steve just gave Dustin the bitchiest little look ever and then crossed his legs like they’re made of rope. FRUIT.
Bro where are they??? Is this mikes basement???
“Where’s mine” Steve you are NOT coming with omg he thought he was gonna be able to pose as a psych student he literally can’t pose as someone who is good at reading
Baby boy no
“OMG YOU HAVE A TOM CRUISE POSTER. omg you have a Tom cruise poster.”
“Maybe I could turn on my pap pap pap my charm” STEVEN
Robin going through Nancys shit and Steve doing nothing to stop her the way she rummages through his entire house every time she comes over
“Not the kind of charm we need” Nancy he’s literally gonna seduce the guy. They’ll fuck while you and Robin sneak in. Win-win.
THISE UGLY FUCKING CLOTHES ARE FROM NANCYS CLOSET???? Bro I literally SAID Nancy’s wardrobe is the devil. Did I NOT??
Not hop out here with his BROKEN ANKLE
“Of course not. She saves your life because of friendship.” This fucking GUY
I really forget about mike will and Jonathan when they’re not actively on screen. I think my brain is trying to block out the haircut travesty that is that group.
Argyle is literally The Most he’s amazing
Max: I know that you guys are staring at me
Lucas: what? Sorry?
Steve: Jus hangin out
Dustin: you said you needed something?
These three literally can’t be normal ever
Max: you can look at me now
Dustin: thank you
Lucas: sorry
Steve: sorry
No they CANT ever be normal. What freaks I love them.
MAX WHAT THE FUCK GIRL NOT THESE LETTERS that’s so fucking sad
THEY WERE IN MIKES BASEMENT why Nancy wasn’t even fucking there for most of that ?????
“I swear to god Steve, I will prosecute” VIOLENCE when will this man know peace
Robin freaking out in that outfit like she wasn’t in the ugliest band uniform in the world. Complaining about itchy tight clothes and an uncomfy bra and saying she can’t breathe. Neurodivergent.
Robin monologuing rn she’s incredible
Natalia must have pissed off someone in the hair and makeup department bc this season and last season she spent with hair that looks dry and crispy while also being limp, sweaty, and flat, and makeup that looks like it’s in the process of being cried and also sweat off. It’s rough. She’s so pretty but ouch
“If things go south I should mention I’m a black belt in karate now.”
Stranger things’s hot take is that Russians are just Weird.
JOYCE WINKING BACK AT YURI WHILE ALSO LOOKING LIKE SHE HAS NO IDEA WHAT SHES DOING
Hoppers storyline is so so good
This moment between Susan and max is gonna make me lose my marbles. She’s trying to warn her mom and she’s so scared I’m Freaking Out.
Christ. Should’ve known it was too good to be true.
Robin and Nancy gaslighting the shit out of this creepy fucking guy right now.
NOT THE SILENCE OF THE LAMBS DUNGEON. This isn’t Anthony Hopkins :/
ROBIN BUCKLEY HELL YEAH TOTALLY CONFIRMED LAST NAME
OH SHIT YES BODY HORROR YES EYELESS MAN
Alright. Well now I see how they’re going to end up in Utah. Doesn’t mean I don’t fucking hate it.
WILL HAS A LITTLE SHOP OF HORRORS POSTER IN HIS ROOM I’m going feral I’m froenchfrounch frothing at the mouth.
I’ve never given a shit enough to ship byler but will CLEARLY has a crush on mike and I’m. Feeling very gay about it.
Oh I CANNOT with this shaky cam right now ffs.
Seasons 3/4 Byers’s house getting fucked up classic
Hopper has a broken ankle and also isn’t wearing SHOES.
Never been so happy to watch a man cry while eating peanut butter off his fingers
The Elvira poster is making me also gay.
Christ alive these people can NEVER get a fucking break.
We’re getting so much Steve’s Beamer content this season lmao
Max just fucking TALK TO LUCAS I’m begging I’m begging
I’m getting a lot of Doom Patrol season 1 from victor’s story I’m pretty hear for it. It’s also giving early Supernatural vibes. Like the Bloody Mary episode where she kills people with fatal secrets.
HE CUT HIS OWN EYES OUT WHAT WHAT WHAT
Love this fucking guy
William Hargrove. Gone but not forgotten ✊😔
Also the way I’m gonna ignore Billy’s canon birthday literally forever.
I do NOT fucking believe neil “couldn’t stand being here without you” no he was fucking missing his gotdamn punching bag you can say it
THIS is the redemption arc the thought billy deserved???? Bitch he deserved so much fucking MORE.
Steve is a nail biter #canon
Also I already saw Dacre’s post so I know he comes back as a flashback but I heard that fucking laugh and I LOST IT
STEVE SAYING “time to giddy up, yeah?” IM CRYING HES SUCH A LOSER OMG THE SHOW PONY OF IT ALL
Vecna Billy stomping out of the mist to fuck with Max meanwhile I’m YELLING
I’m sorry but Dacre is the best actor that’s been on this fucking show and they really just killed him the fuck off
ROBIN MADE THE MUSIC CONNECTION GOOD THING MAX HAS HER WALKMAN AND HER KATE BUSH TAPEim so fucking stressed I’m so fucking stressed
Lol how long do you think dacre was in makeup for just to have thirty seconds on screen.
PICK A SONG FASTER YOU IDIOTS
THE KATE BUSH BEING HER FAVORITE WAS A JOKE I MADE TO THE TV STOP STOP
(No shade I love Kate bush it’s just funny I don’t see max being into her)
Running up that hill really can save lives
Shit. The power of friendship really pulled through for max here
#yikes talks#okay time for bed bed no more for tonight#st4#stranger things spoiler#strangerthingsspoilers
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Judging you for your bsd kins except im a fucking cunt about it also im not including images because im in chemistry fuck yourself if that bugs you
if you point out the fact that these get longer as they go on then die pls <3
Dazai
Well arent you Unique. not like 90% of the fandom kins him or anything, cant say i dont kin him myself of course but i dont Kin Him i just kin him seriously tho if dazai is your top bsd kin stay 500 feet away from me and maybe take a bath while youre at it. your sense of humor is probably just uncensored depraved sexual posting and its fucking annoying shut up please. hardcore dazai kinnies suck so so bad but god damn you are all so annoying and i want to fuck you so bad (derogatory) i can make u worse babygirl please dm me. you need psychological help and not in a omg ur brocken way.... in a you should be lobotomized and pushed off a bridge way (affectionate)
Atsushi
do. do atsushi kinnies exist i thought that was just another word for furry. idk ill try my best um embracing my inner akutagawa kinnie pls kill yourself and kiss me on the lips. man seriously tho i didnt know atsushi kinnies were real are they just akutagawa kinnies in anger management. idk um. whore. bet u have an awful haircut. is that why you kin him fucko did you see the gay little tiger and his awful haircut and go hes just like me fr fr. is this your truth. your backstory. bitch.
Akutagawa
starting this off by saying if u kin him and ur ablebodied u should die. i dont think his disability is that relevent to his Angst but i love to be a hater. if u are disabled then cmere baby lets kiss im self loathing too hows ur relationship with ur dad. i bet ur bangs r why he left u. yeah i said it fuck you and your bangs. self callout i havent cut my bangs in 288485 years but its fine. i think we dont talk about the fact that akutagawa is canonically hot. as an akutagawa kinnie im allowed to say all akutagawa kinnies are hot unless ur one of the following. 1. ablebodied 2. have never lived in poverty 3. cis 4. idk fuckin. from michigan my akutagawa headcanon is that he hates michigan fuck yourself if ur from michigan
Ranpo
ranpo kinnies are such a mixed bag bc half of them are actually cool people who are probably autistic and the other half are the kids who thought they could genuinely solve the kira case. if u interpretat his lore as oh hes gifted kid burnout i think u need to sit down and tell me one time when hes burned out ever except the one part with mushitarou (is that how u spell his name idk hes ugly (affectionate)) yes honey i understand that youre too smart for this world and above everything but please go to bed you have school in the morning. if youve ever made an edit of ranpo to one of those like. little miss perfect type songs or averager or something please stay the fuck away from me. those songs fuck but god u are annoying
Yosano
ok real talk what is her backstory not even in a pretentious oh the writing is bad way i mean it in a i cant fucking read this is a cry for help someone please explain it to me. ok onto making fun of you. sterotyping is bad but also literally no yosano kinnie ive ever seen hasnt been nmlnm (non man loving non man) like this isnt even me being like haha ur a lesbian this is just a fact you like women dont you. seriously tho what is there to say about yosano i dont think i can comment on this shes property of the gays im sorry live laugh yosano ig
Chuuya
just spilled energy drink in my tits anyways if you were one of those kids slash still are one of those people whos like omg im so short and chaotic im a smol angry bean ill take ur knees out than im revoking your chuuya kin card 'oh but lucien you cant-' dont care didnt ask plus you only care about chuuya in the context of dazai. if you havent read stormbringer and u kin him shut up the adults are talking. i technically havent read stormbringer but my babygirl @chaotictransmess mansplained it to me so im infinitely hotter than all of you. please god please dm me if u kin chuuya and arent fucking annoying my legs are spread please baby
Fyodor
oh so ur a dazai kinnie (individuality complex edition) and youve read edgar allen poe wow.....ur one of those people who shits on others for saying crime and punishment is too long. NO ONE CARES THAT YOU READ THE WHOLE THING ITS LONG AND BORING AND YOURE A VIRGIN KAY WHY ESS SWEATY. this isnt directed at my beloved rowan ofc you can do no wrong /p fyodor kinnies are an unholy intersection between the worst dazai kinnies and the worst ranpo kinnies please shut up no one cares how fucked up you think the world is you live in suburbia shut up shut up shut up shut up. you absolutely used to lie on the internet to say you were french or russian or something in like 7th grade.
Nikolai
do you actually kin him or are you an XD crackhead. you probably go oh yeah my music taste is pretty wild and then its willwood and the cats the musical soundtrack. if youre an actual nikolai kinnie and not just an edgy 14 year old please stay away from me. not in a oh em gee ur so twisted way no u probably just smell bad and dress ugly and i dont want to be seen with u. you probably jokingly hit on your friends and jokingly make fun of them and no one finds it funny. dont worry babygirl i'll appreciate you like they never could please give me a chance. nikolai kinnies are hot as fuck until they arent. not saying anything else nice bc any validation you fucks get goes straight to your cock.
Kouyou
...mommy? 🥺
Poe
do you kin poe or do you wanna fuck ranpo so bad but you have too much internalized cringe to read x reader fics. ive said this 7 times but jesus fuck bsd fans shower challenge. you were one of those kids who got mad into those like. talking animals series but not like warriors and animorphs kids no im talking guardians of ga hoole. you wanna write so bad but anytime you fuck up you cry and bash your head against the wall and listen to mitski again i am sneaking dog anxiety meds into a hot dog for you. i cant even be mean on this one yall r like dying puppies who live in allies jesus yall bum me the fuck out
Kyouka
i havent seen anyone else kin kyouka so im doing this for myself ig. suprisingly enough despite being a massive cunt i kin the uwu smol bean of the fandom. kyouka isnt a smol bean ofc bsd fans just cant read i think. guys shes murdered people all she did was cry about it a few time guys pls shes not ur poor meow meow shes a traumatized child
Kunikida
the token Bsd Fan That Showers. guys pls kunikida kinnies this is a cry for help no one here has even read the light novels Heple. seriously tho i cant think of anything mean to say about kunikida kinnies. not like any of you would admit to kinning him publicly bc u think kinning is below you. ik being like omg ur 'insert sex thing' is cringe however no kunikida kinnies fuck its part of the job description please get laid
final thoughts
ok so basically like. 1. tell me if u want me to make fun of any other kinnies 2. yada yada yada this is all in good fun i didnt mean any of this pls dont spam report me badly dressed 15 year olds of tumblr 🥺🥺🥺 3. before one of you failed abortions decides to come in my notes like 'oh man does making fun of people make u feel better about yourself. we're just having fun ☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️' the answer is yes it does make me feel better about myself i am a hater first and a person second and also i dont care if ur just having fun guess what fuckwad im having fun too now shut up <3
ok but in all seriousness i dont give a fuck who you kin and why and you shouldnt care about my opinions i want to fuck monty gator from fnaf and i kin the little gay elf wizard from the adventure zone and one time i ate gum off the floor cringe culture is dead girl if wearing an ugly trenchcoat and a amazon body harness over a death note t shirt makes u happy go do it. but in a genuine note a word to the bsd fandom PLEASE LEARN READING COMPREHENSION JESUS FUCK FOR A FANDOM REVOLVING AROUND A SERIES ABOUT DEAD AUTHORS YOU GUYS LITERALLY CANT READ ANYTHING EVER SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP anyways xoxo girlie pls like and subscribe like i said give me requests for other bsd characters making fun of people is my passion
#THE KOUYOU ONE IS A JOKE GUYS PLEASE#bungou stray dogs#bsd#dazai osamu#dazai bsd#atsushi nakajima#atsushi bsd#akutagawa ryuunosuke#akutagawa bsd#edogawa ranpo#ranpo bsd#yosano akiko#yosano bsd#chuuya nakahara#chuuya bsd#fyodor dostoevsky#fyodor bsd#nikolai gogol#nikolai bsd#kouyou ozaki#kouyou bsd#edgar allen poe#poe bsd#edgar allen poe bsd#kyouka izumi#kyouka bsd#doppo kunikida#kunikida bsd#tw suicide mention#give me more requests this was fun yeehaw
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BOTW (and AOC) GUYS: RANKED BY HOW HOT THEY ARE
get ready for some heinous opinions! so im ranking the guys in botw by how hot they are and im taking No criticism. idk if i forgot anyone but i tried
check it out under the cut
sorry but this twink is just. average. like Painfully average. hes like white bread. therefore he gets an average score. i can appreciate hes a cute lookin guy? but like. thats it. if u fancy link u probably like mayonnaise. he looks like mayonnaise. grow a fuckin tache or smth dude for the love of god. 5/10 very normal.
ok im a diehard bird simp but like... this boy is fuckin ugly lmao. hes pretty at the same time tho? nice smile, nice eyes, nice voice but yellow eyebrows? green eyes? red makeup? clown. he’s a bird clown. tho i guess some ppl find clowns hot so this one’s for the pennywise crowd. 5/10. he’s a 10/10 in my heart tho.
now this is a MAN. u got the good smile, the strong arms, the r i p p l i n g m u s c l e s. he is a man u can trust. his arm hair is a bit wild but if u dont like his incredible facial hair, then.... idc. 7/10. they made a rock handsome. thats impressive. 3 points off for the forehead vagina tho. dont like that.
hot fucking damn. this is what we in the biz call a raging dilf. he looks like the kind of dad that never grew out of his punk rock phase. idk how i feel abt the broken traffic light look but its fine. just look into his gorgeous eyes and listen 2 his deep gravelly voice as he tells u to fuck off and leave him alone. perfection. the voice already makes him like 20/10 but the mullet is fucking awful and he should be penalised for that. 8/10. grow a fringe like the rest of us.
ah the shape of water... ok yeah the fish is fuckable ill grant u that. hes All fuckin torso tho and his eyes r constantly pointing in different directions which is not the Most Flattering Look and he Will hit u with his head handlebars and it will hurt. the 24-pack aint half bad either but i always get this feeling that he looks like he skips... some kind of day. not arm day, not leg day, but... some kind of day. maybe brain day. 8/10. sharp teeth are always sexy.
10/10. i dont fuckin care if u hate his hair- this man probably invented the most effective hairspray in existence just to make that happen. respect him. u cannot deny hes hot tho like theres just Something about him. the confidence... the attitude... i worry about revealing his eyes tho. theres a 50% chance it will not work in ur favour and he’ll just look heinous. full 10/10 tho. old robbie is also not bad 2 look at if ur not a coward but he Might leave u for an easy bake oven so like. watch out for that.
well the queen saw something in him??? i genuinely fear the idea of ever getting to see his chin from under that magnificent beard tho. he’s probably got the jawline of a russian power lifter. anyway for an old guy hes not lookin that bad so long as u dont mind a receding hairline. ill b nice. 5/10. for a king u could do worse. ill be taking complaints about this take in my dms. bring a bat.
where do i begin. i love beedle. i rlly do but theres.... so much going on. personality is a 10/10, business skills are 10/10/ haircut is -50/10 and the crop top....? well ill give him 10/10 for confidence. 4/10 im sorry he is just a Lot to look at. he looks like rock lee tried to become a slutty pirate king. shonen jump will have a lot to answer for.
the colour scheme is... better than revali, tho i didnt realise how obnoxious it was until i actually got a good look at him. ive never seen a bird look so top heavy before but this mans got 5 kids so i have nothing but respect for my king. kass is for the dilf crowd that like the dad bods. 8/10 he is quite nice to look at ngl. he’s like revali but light mode.
ok yunobo is very cute i wont lie but the hair is just massively disarming. idk its all i can think about. is this a goron emo phase?? is that what that is?? ive been staring at it for like 5 minutes and i still cant work out if i like it or not. 5/10 he is a humble lad.
under all that gear kohga could look like willem dafoe x50 and id still find him attractive. he cant be hot tho. he just cant be. like looks wise he has to be 1/10 under that there is no way this man could feasibly be conventionally attractive and tbh i like it that way. banana boy gets 6/10. hotter than revali. revali looks like a clown but kohga looks like the entire fucking circus
there is nothing unattractive about bolson. 10/10. sha-ding
i hate the hair i hate the hair i hate the hair i hate the hair SO fucking much but the voice. he has to be hot under that gear with a voice like that. if hes not well. just close ur eyes. the voice will take care of the rest. 8/10 the crack in his mask actually makes him look sexier and i dont understand how that can happen
????????????????????????? he looks. like an old man? i swear those big wingy bits are his eyebrows but i cant Quite be sure. why would a tree need eyebrows. ??/10 keep ur questionable gifts to urself
-100000/10 who the fuck let this budget pokemon npc in here. he looks like he should b leading team ganon across the kanto region. he probably draws those lines on his face to make himself look older and listens to mother mother. im gonna punch his third eye. no this is not a biased opinion
#botw#breath of the wild#aoc#age of calamity#link#revali#teba#sidon#daruk#astor#prince sidon#hestu#kohga#sooga#yunobo#kass#bolson#beedle#legend of zelda#robbie
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rating (almost) every fred jones look
classic fred (several movies and series) - you truly cannot go wrong with this look. there’s a REASON they keep going back to the OG outfits and it’s because they rock. the ascot was a cultural reset and it still is. 10/10
what’s new scooby doo fred - a really nice, modern spin on the classic outfit. love me a stripey shirt. this is a fred who would bring me ice cream at 3:00am because i was crying because my girlfriend dumped me and he’s my good friend and lesbian ally. 9/10
a pup named scooby doo freddie - im just gonna say it i DON’T like this fred and it’s all because of his haircut. like my mutual marce said, he looks like a trust fund baby and he should have kazoo kid hair instead. 1/10
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mystery incorporated fred - some people aren’t a fan of this series’ art style, but i don’t really mind it. he’s chinnegan junior and this series leans into that. some of the sdmi designs change a lil bit but this is just OG fred but pointy. he gets bonus points because this is one of my fav freds in terms of personality and that’s not really fair but this is my list of freds not yours. 7/10
scoob! fred - why the fuck his eyes so small 3.5/10
zombie island fred - THIS IS A TOP NOTCH FRED hes got his vest on his camera ready and god help anyone who dared to disrespect his queen. also this fred proves you don’t NEED the ascot to have a great fred, the ascot is just a bonus. 100/10
be cool scooby doo fred - okay we all KNOWWW the art style in this show is ugly as hell and i think fred looks the worst out of the gang besides scooby but he gets 3 sympathy points because the show itself is REALLY GOOD 3/10
live action fred 1.1 - VERY good casting for him and this fred also gets a bonus because freddie prinze jr. and michelle gellar were engaged and thats so cute. points are deducted from 10 for his weird OOC sexist comments 8/10
live action fred 1.2 - DO NOT LIKE THIS HAIR ON HIM i hate the bucket hat haircut and im glad it died. points are added from 0 for his improved behavior 5/10
live action fred 2 - HE’S NOT EVEN BLONDE 0/10
scooby apocalypse fred pre-issue 25 - a lot of panels and covers make him look like too much of a gun-slinging action hero (i found the best panel i could) but this is still a good fred. devoted to his kween and still the heart of the group, despite this series’ bleak plot. 8/10
scooby apocalypse fred post-issue 25 - UMMM SKIP THIS FRED IF YOU DON’T WANT SPOILERS FOR THESE COMICS IG. i’ve still got a few issues left before i finish this series so i’m not sure how it ends or if fred is brought back at all but THIS IS NOT FRED THIS IS SOMEONE ELSE POSSESSING FRED’S BODY AFTER HE WAS IN-CANON KILLED OFF BY ZOMBIES. VERY EVIL THERE IS NO SCORE LOW ENOUGH/10
EDIT: APPARENTLY THIS IS STILL FRED BUT HES JUST WEIRD NOW BECAUSE THE REBEL MONSTERS ARE INSIDE HIM. HE’S STILL THERE THOUGH. IM SORRY FRED/10
shaggy and scooby doo get a clue fred - he’s in a total of like 2 episodes but this might be my favorite fred design/lewk ever. HE IS SO ROUND AND FRIENDLY. TOP MARKS IN ALL AREAS ∞/10
mystery map puppet fred - STOP GIVING HIM A BUZZUT -5,000/10
where’s my mummy fred - love me a fred in a vest. this is just zombie island but a different color but still fun 6.5/10
PJs fred (shaggy’s showdown, possibly others) - COMFEY but why does he still tuck in his shirt even when he’s going to sleep. he’s so dumb i love him. 10/10
winter fred (several appearances) - this is a GOOD boy look at his little hat and his warm cozy jacket. props to the 2nd one for including his ascot. one point deducted because the striped one doesn’t have a pompom. 9/10
intro animation fred (several movies) - this boy looks sunburned 4/10
frankencreepy opening fred - this is a character from monster seeking monster. 7.5/10
stage fright opening fred - i love the retro style!! AN INTELLIGENT BOY A HANDSOME BOY A BOY OF MANY TALENTS AND HE LOVES TO POSE FOR PHOTOS 10/10
first frights fred - when i agreed that i wanted young fred to have kazoo kid hair i didn’t mean like this never like this. what the fuck -5/10
xbox/ps2 fred - he’s going to kill me on april 23rd 2027 at 6:02pm 0̷̢̙̻̱̠͆͑͆̊̀̈͆̕̕1̸̛͉̳̙̞̭̺̀ͅ��̺̹͕̤0̷̻̀̐͋̈́̌̀̇̈́̄̅̚͝/10
lego fred - LEGO BOUCE. LEGO BOUCE. 10000/10
#scooby doo#fred jones#scooby meta#ratings#long post#i said ALMOST every because there's probably one i missed SOMEWHERE#but if i did i didnt do it intentionally
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“we’re you two...from the future”
pairing: katsuki bakugo x female reader
cw: language, violence, fluff
word count: 3800+
a/n: umm sorry for not posting requests, im getting through them all, so hopefully they’ll all be done by the end of the month
summary: in which you and bakugo sneak out intending to go see some stars but are met with the unlikliest of people, explaining their situation, you end up fighting alongside them, and realising just how far your relationship will go with the blond
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You laid sprawled against Bakugo, his finger flicking through Tiktok which you had forced him to get. One hand playing in your hair whilst he did so, you were reading some manga that had come out for your favourite series. It was a peaceful mood between the two of you, no shouting, no anger just the sound of the soft music playing from your speakers and the Tiktok sounds off of Bakugo.
His rough hands felt warm in your hair, massaging the scalp occasionally which gave you a burst of love. He looked down dropping his phone to the side as he watched you read. The way your eyes would crease when a serious panel was occurring or loosen when something more joyful happened.
“Stop staring, it’s creepy.” You muttered playfully.
He scowled at you, letting go of your hair and moving his legs to make you fall on the bed. “That’s what you get for calling me creepy.”
Chuckling at the boy you drop the manga to the side, moving back between his legs as you rested your head against his chest. He wrapped his hands around your waist and put his chin on top of your head as he let you on his phone.
The boy who had no apps and only cared about the health one. It worried you and forcing him to get Tiktok had made him hate his phone even more due to spending a whole night just scrolling without realising.
“I heard there’s a new exhibition opening up tonight, we should sneak out and go.” Your soft voice contrasted his much louder one. It was angelic almost feeling like he was around an unearthly presence when you were around.
He raises an eyebrow at the thought, “if it’s another shitty exhibition then were not going.”
“It’s not, they’re doing a midnight watch the stars thing.” He smiled watching you try to find the article but unable to. The photo on his home screen reminding him of how much he actually did love spending time with you.
Another late-night outing to get ice cream and it was a photo of the both of you watching the sunset. It was cute enough, but he’d hate if anybody saw it and tarnished his reputation as confident and independent which you’d often refer to as being a dick.
“Yeah, yeah we’ll go then.” He sounded bored of the situation, but you knew him better than anybody through the unamusement he was melting inside. He would get to watch the stars with his love, and he wouldn’t have to worry about anything else.
Midnight arises quicker than usual, Bakugo was normally asleep by 8pm so nobody bothered to question him leaving early. And you, well he’d probably want you beside him, so nobody questioned that either.
Instead you were met by the balcony, Bakugo’s arms around you as you wrapped your arms around his neck. You both had done this too many times to count, you guessed Aizawa knew and didn’t care. As long as you two came back safe than everything would be fine.
The fall from the balcony sent a rush of wind through your hair as Bakugo’s quirk activated and you felt yourself in the air. He had gotten used to using his quirk to fly and was able to do it with a lot more ease and precision. If you let, go you’d be a goner and he’d probably have to save you.
Seeing his lips twitch he was trying to suppress a smile but instead he stayed stoic as usual. Inside his heart was aching at how you looked in the air. It was his favourite time with you, the way you looked so utterly magnificent in the air. It was a true sight for sore eyes for the blond.
Finally landing, you felt the ground under you wobbling a bit. Bakugo grabbed you which helped you a lot more than you realised. His arms holding you upright just as you two were outside the exhibition hall.
Seeing the line, he sees your bright smile and heavy breaths through the air. “i want a good seat.” You take his hand dragging him towards the line as you both stood and waiting in line.
You could hear the line shuffle before hearing a familiar voice behind you. “Baby, we always miss the midnight showings, come on whilst we’re here.”
It sounded too familiar even, like it was your own. You were about to turn around to see but felt Bakugo drag you forward. The voice ringed through your head, it could’ve just been your imagination, but it was weird. It felt like an echo of the future.
The hall was almost empty, a lot more people had bought tickets to the other exhibitions rather than the planetarium one which made it a lot better for the two of you. Underneath the stars alone would be perfect especially if Bakugo could freely watch you as well.
“Two tickets to the planetarium.” Bakugo had already bought the tickets inside but the sound of the same voice again was heard. Trying to look back to see, people had begun crowding around to get other essentials, mostly food. The person was no longer visible, and you turned to face Bakugo.
“What’s wrong?” He crossed his arms waiting for an answer.
“I keep hearing someone, she...she sounds like me.” He comes closer giving you a look before hugging you.
“It’s probably your imagination, it’s late that’s why, come on dumbass.” He let’s go of you right at the end of his talk and takes your hand. Kissing the back to bring some comfort.
You both walk in seeing an almost empty room. It was midnight on a Tuesday you didn’t really expect a lot of people but nobody really.
Both you and Bakugo sat on the back row. It was the perfect sear for him to watch the stars but also see how beautiful you looked under the white light. The sound of more people coming brought relief that this event would still occur. Bakugo’s hand rested on top of yours he watched out how there was only natural light from outside but even then, the moon did little against the darkness.
“Just sit down, we can’t be worrying about seats.” You heard the voice again and this time it seemed closer than usual, almost next to you.
Bakugo’s thumb rubbed circles on the back of your hand. A comfort but as you turned to finally meet the woman you were met with a heavy shock. A scream belched through the room, everybody had gone silent, Bakugo in an instant was up ready to fight whoever it was.
“Bakugo.” The two of you shouted, the woman in front of you looked at you with cares as you looked back at her. The same eyes, same nose, same mouth, hell even the hair was a bit longer for her, but it was there. And the voice, the same shout for your loves.
“Y/n.” This time the two guys who had been standing up ready to see what had happened had spoken and this time a confusion settled between the four of you.
“Outside now.” The blond said, it sounded exactly like your Bakugo but didn’t. Rougher around the edges an even deeper voice. But it couldn’t be, the two had gotten up scurrying outside and you followed.
Apologising to the others as you left, the opened the doors again and were met with the inside of the yellow lamps. It helped to see better and this time you and Bakugo had a full view of the two.
Your eyes widened at her, the hero costume exactly like yours but more seductive, professional even was around her. She stared back at you, the younger her, the one who hadn’t experienced what was to come.
The two men stood in front of each other, Bakugo’s winter outfit on the much taller man. You had remained the same height, but it seemed Bakugo had grown to over 6ft and his much smaller self looked with a snarl. But even then, he looked the same, the same look of disgust, the piercing scarlet eyes along with the same hero costume. He may look more built and even more intimidating but having her beside him making him look almost sweet like a lost puppy and she was his master.
“It can’t be.” You whispered out.
“Oh but it is.” The woman spoke out, “i missed that ugly haircut you used to have.”
She had said it to Bakugo’s older self who remarked back a scowl and crossed arms, something your own was doing himself, “I grew out of the Pomeranian look dumbass.”
“What the fuck shitty woman? Fucking explain what this is.” Bakugo growled, he was annoyed and confused two emotions he hated being.
You went to grab his hand and he became a lot more settled at that touch. “Did i really only settle down if you were there?” The older Bakugo muttered, he had more of an undercut but even then, you could tell it was Bakugo.
“Yeah, you were a pussy back then.” The older him glared at her, she glared back but even then, he softly pushed her to the side. “Fucking twat.”
“Don’t fucking swear in front of kids.” You and Bakugo stood in confusion at the squabble going on between the older versions of yourself.
“If you hurt me ill wake up from this horrible nightmare.” You kept whispering but even then, it was real.
The two-stop fighting and looked back at the both of you. “Let’s get ice cream, you’re paying.” She pointed at the version of Bakugo before taking your hand. “We have so much to explain.”
“Her younger self was so much better why’d she have to fucking grow up.” The older version spoke with a pissed off tone, he watched the two walk away before looking at his younger self. “The hair was shit, kid.”
“What the fuck, shut up old man, and stop talking about my girlfriend like that.” Your Bakugo remarked back, always the hot head.
The ice cream shop was only a few minutes away and both the older versions of yourself went to order. “Katsuki, what the fuck is happening?”
“They’re us Y/n.”
You pushed his arm which went back around the back of the booth. It skimmed back and forth onto your shoulder as you leaned into his side. “Way to state the obvious.”
“They could be villains, who have some sort of transformation quirk, whatever it is, the first sign of danger I’ll kill them.” Bakugo looked outside, he felt your soft fingers on his thigh out of reassurance that he was real.
The two came back with a tray of both your favourite ice cream. “We did like this when we were kids right?” She said to her Bakugo, he shrugged picking the ice cream and taking a bite of it.
“Who are you two?” You questioned taking the ice cream and mixing it with your plastic spoon to become softer. You watched the older version do the exact same thing and knew it couldn’t have been a villain.
“Younger you sure was fucking unaware.” The older Bakugo spoke a loud.
“Don’t be a twat.” She hit his arm, making him wrap his arm around her as well.
It was like an exact copy of you two on each side and it felt eerie. “We need proof you ain’t villains, if you are, I’ll kill you both.”
“We understand that but let us explain what happened first Katsuki.” She spoke his name with the same love and ease, it felt too familiar to him, like he had heard it so many times before.
You nod starting to lick at the spoon as you waited to hear, “quick version, we were trying to catch this villain, he has a quirk that can send people back in time, and the fucking asshole sent us back in time.”
You smiled at the older boy, how similar Bakugo remained in the future. How he still had the same look of disgust but when looking at you, he saw hope and love. “That’s a shitty explanation.” She continued, “he sends people back in time and follows them to kill their past self to create a loophole.” She plays with the spoon taking a hesitant pause, “we’re you two...from the future.”
“You two idiots got caught.” Bakugo began laughing as if he was making fun of your classmates before he realised. “Wa...” Bakugo kicked under the table at his older self, “you got fucking caught you dumbass.”
“It’s fine, it only lasts an hour, that’s why normally those who get sent back come back to their time but then begin to disintegrate as there younger selves died.”
“We would’ve heard about these cases.” You were confused at how this hadn’t been mainstream news.
“With no culprit, it won’t make the headlines.” She licked the spoon before setting the container onto the table. “Any questions?”
“I don’t believe I’d be that much of a dumbass to get caught, prove you’re us.” Bakugo proposed, his hands had been playing in your hair and he really wanted to imagine this was some kind of dream he was in.
“God kids are fucking annoying, remind me to never give you one.”
“He’s you.” You and your older self-speak in unison and the look of horror at the angry boy in front of him was something else.
“You better not get her pregnant at...” Bakugo mutters seeing your older self, he sees the beauty you retain. How you look like a goddess to him and how you always still remain his love.
“26.” She says smiling happily.
“Are you two married?” You ask, hoping something had occurred by now.
She goes through her pockets, the boy next to her doing the same before finding what she’s looking for. A silver band with a crystal in the middle. it was beautiful, Bakugo’s own having something inscribed on it.
“Engaged.” She shows the ring to you on her finger, it fitted her finger perfectly. Your fingers perfectly. Your Bakugo looked at the sight, he had gotten the courage to do it, to make you permanently his. You both would last forever.
Bakugo coughs to try and get out of his happiness and go back to his angry self. “Go on then, ask us the shitty questions?”
“Why were you at that event?”
His older self looking at her before rolling his eyes leaning back on the booth, “her and her obsession with the stars.”
“We had to time to kill.” She elbows his side making him give a glare to the woman. Not his normal disgusted one but one that you all knew he was joking and mocking the woman.
“What are you both in the Hero Charts?” That was the question Bakugo really cared about; he didn’t need proof anymore he just wanted to know if he made it to the top.
“I’m 5th and umm, Suki...” She let him speak, you were happy to be in the top ten that was an achievement, but you could tell the words that would come out of his older self would not be happy ones.
Before any words could come out the sound of lightening sprung out through the street. “It can’t be, he said he wouldn’t bother killing our younger selves why is he here?” She said seeing the man in the dark black cloak. “He said he just needed us gone for an hour, why is he here?”
“He’s the asshole who sent you back, let’s go capture him then.” Your Bakugo got up and but was stopped by himself.
“You’re a child, I’m not letting myself go out there and die.”
“Let go of me old man.” The tension between the two was thick enough to cut through. But there were bigger issues at hand here. The sound of the villain prowling the street, a menace ready to attack.
“You two are staying fucking put.” Bakugo’s older self-looked tired, it was in his eyes, you could see it, the years getting to the pro hero but at the sight of your older self running out, he followed.
Bakugo tried to get up but you put your arm out to stop him, “wait.”
“Y/n, I’m not letting our future selves die out there.” He grumbled swatting your hand away.
“I want to see how they work together, how we work together.” Of course you and Bakugo had fought alongside each other, but watching them, it would show the progress, your aim and how far you had gotten.
“Hiding your younger selves won’t help you both.” The villain remarked, his hand in the ready with a knife.
She grabbed a hold of him with her quirk smashing him into a wall. The way he indented the wall showed you the sheer amount of strength you had with your quirk. Your ability to not only move him with your hand but also put enough force onto the wall to break around him.
Bakugo’s hands turned yellow, you could almost see the power seethe from him, your own looking at himself, watching intentively at how his explosions had become bigger and bigger in his palm. Even without the gauntlets he had power, an excessive amount that fuelled his rage. He began to attack whilst she remained on defence, but the villain just skimmed past the explosion charging at her.
She grabbed the discarded bricks from the floor bringing your hands up to make them float and tried to encase him, but his pure strength outweighed her own as you could see him nearing her through the window. You ran out, Bakugo running with you as the four of you stood. “I told you to brats to stay inside.” His older version shouted, fire fulling him as he attacked the man who neared you. Your own allowed his quirk to activate and this in turn led to fire and explosions burning the street at how both tried to stop the villain.
You ran up to the older woman, she looked at you with care, “I’m going to teach you something.” She grabbed your hands, and you could feel a warmth from between your fingers. “Think of the rubble, the discarding bricks, anything that has broken off Y/n.”
You did so staring into her eyes, the pools of depth seeping out as she spoke with such confidence. “Keep thinking about it.” You did, thinking of the fallen rubble and discarded bricks and when you opened your eyes, it was up in the air. Both your quirks coming together to allow for it all to surround you both. You both saw the two boys hit the villain missing the reckless knife and knew that the villain was out of breathe from the force of it all.
But now there was you two, and in an instant, she shouted at you, “push it all onto him.” You followed through, everything felt heavy under the movement of your fingers, you could see her own becoming ashy and scarred but she kept a hold of the majority of the weight. You felt the weight of it all and as you pushed it onto the villain, Bakugo’s older self grabbing him to move out of the way. The villain became trapped onto the wall, the two boys came up to you both as they both went to their respective partner. “Are you okay?”
It was in unison and they both grabbed your hands, the ash and spilt skin between your fingers was evident. The action was the same and you knew it would never change, your older self turned to face you both as she glared. “You shouldn’t have come out but thank you.”
“You both did okay, it doesn’t mean anything though, you’ve both got far to go.”
“Shut it old man.” Your Bakugo grinned out, his arm around your shoulder lazily.
His older self tilted his head back in a chuckle before grabbing her hand. “We’re running out of time.”
“But we still have so many questions.” You were hesitant to ask before but now working alongside the two pro heroes you wanted to know more.
“We’ve got two minutes make it fast.” They both walked towards the villain, grabbing the unconscious body from the side. The excessive heat from both the Bakugo’s had caused fires and you could hear the police and heroes come to see the scuffle. Walking into an alleyway, you both stood in front of your selves.
“I guess I only have one question.” You looked at Bakugo and he looked back at you, his hand resting on your shoulder bringing warmth to you.
“Are we happy?” Bakugo held you tighter and the two smiled at you.
His older self began talking, kicking the villain to make him shut up. “There’s ups and down, a lot more to come but we’re happy, aren’t we?”
“We are.” He smiles at her, love in his eyes, even after 10 years of being together there was still love and adoration for her. It was something Bakugo had for you, but it had intensified along the years. It was almost too beautiful, there eyes on one another, how perfectly they fit together, it was perfect.
“Well I guess this is goodbye, have fun and…” You trailed off as Bakugo’s older self interrupted.
“Don’t do anything stupid, and wear a con…” Before he could finish the three disappeared and you and Bakugo were left alone in the alleyway. A confusion between the two of you as you both walked out of the alleyway.
“That was weird.” You muttered grabbing the boys palms.
“You’ve got that right, stupid old man bossing us about.”
“Did you just indirectly call yourself stupid?” You laughed as he rolled his eyes.
“Whatever at least I know your mine forever now.” He spoke softer, something he did when around you as you both walked through the street. The darkness around you as you had walked the opposite direction of where the fire had occurred.
“You’re such a sap.” You chuckled tilting your head backwards, he saw how strong you’d become, and it lightened a fire in how you both were so utterly in love, a perfect pro hero couple.
He held your hand tighter giving a glare, “you’re the fucking sap, baby.”
“Let’s watch the stars.” You hummed having ignored the comment and dragging him up the hill where you could lay on the grass and look right up to the sky.
“Yeah, yeah.” He held your hand tighter before you dropped to the ground and he sat beside you. You laid down looking at that the speckles of white throughout the hues of black and blue. A sight to the say the least and as you stared at the sky all he could do was stare at you. His girl, his love, his future.
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i got a bad haircut and now im just a pitiful mess feeling sorry for myself i’m so upset. why do hairdressers always feel the need to make ur haircut as feminine as possible despite it being not at all what you actually asked for. you don’t get an opinion here! if i say i want it cut exactly as it was you can’t go around switching it up just because you dont personally like it. i’m so sensitive to this kind of stuff it has honestly fucked my whole day up. and plan b was to go to my hairdresser i actually trust back home but my mom said she’s fully booked until middle of january. no one will be friends with me when i move my hair is too ugly and normal and fucking stupid i hate it i hate it. dennis reynolds voice this doesn’t represent me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Random Haikyuu Head Canons I Have
these are all taken from my discord server cause i remember to write them there, if you want to request fanfics, my requests are
W I D E open!
there is also nO order! these are just all the headcanons i could find tbh
warnings: mentions of blood, and just overall wild times, swearing
Asahi loves knitting sweaters because his shoulders are broad and he also loves seeing the reactions from his teammates when they get a sweater from him! He says he buys them but he doesn’t
Aone likes knitting socks because he has big feet and he loves fluffy knee high socks but his team will never know
Asahi and Aone regularly hang out and knit together! (after asahi wasnt scared of him anyways)
Nishinoya gives you shiny rocks he finds because “your eyes shine like them!”
Yamaguchi likes to have your head rest on his chest while cuddling!
Aone likes to bake
Aone dressed like a polar bear because koganegawa told him to- halloween was amazing
daICHI HAS A KISS THE COOK APRON
Daichi secretly can make some kick ass steak and is amazing at grilling sorry
Okay but real talk, Kenma and Yaku swear like sailors and it scares everyone because they always whisper the most foul, insulting things under their breath. Hearing it is like seeing a cryptid
Speaking of cryptids, Fukunaga and Shibayama are THE most true crime, mythology, and mystery obsessed fanatics on the team and often fanboy about it together
Fukunaga’s obsession with moth man has gotten to an unhealthy stage
Kenma absolutely had a vampire phase and has read twilight. Only Kuroo knows and has sworn to secrecy via blood pact
Kuroo’s a musical nerd. Knows all of the lyrics to Hamilton, BMC, DEH, Heathers, Rent, Beetlejuice, Etc. Kenma considered dropping him because of it
Iwaizumi tells the worst dad jokes and Kyotani, wanting to beat him, started doing it too and it drives everyone insane
Yahaba and Matsukawa get along surprisingly well. Both are true crime freaks and bond over their forensic files obsessions
Matsukawa didn’t really like his thick eyebrows so he got one of his female friends to pluck it for him, but almost cried and gave up after the first hair. Oikawa called him a pussy for the next year
Hanamaki jokingly flirts with everyone on the team so most of them just got used to it, but it still confuses Kindaichi to the point of mental breakdown
Makki called Kyotani ‘puppy’ as a joke once and now mad dog is truly terrified of him
Kyotani’s dog absolutely ADORES Oikawa and it’s the funniest shit to the rest of the team
Mattsun and Makki play DnD and once convinced Yahaba and Kyotani to join. Kyotani kept rolling to fight everyone and Yahaba was a bard that kept rolling to seduce everyone. They kept yelling across the board so they had to kick them out
Outside of his school uniform, Goshiki specifically wears only plaid
Tendou makes little chocolates for the whole team every once in a while so they don’t think he’s scary
Semi and Shirabu once had a fistfight in an abandoned McDonald’s parking lot while Tendou filmed and Goshiki cheered them on
Everybody makes fun of Shirabu’s haircut but nobody dares to say it to his face. its gotten to the point where they say he got it done by a blind old lady
There’s a running joke about Shirabu also getting his haircut from prison but Goshiki is starting to suspect that it may not be a joke
Yamagata and Tendou are good friends with the mutual goal of collecting as much blackmail on their team as possible
Tendou loves animals generally considered to be ‘ugly’ like rats, crows, reptiles, etc.
80% of Goshiki’s playlist is shit overplayed on the radio. Him, Shirabu, Tendou, Kawanishi and Ushijima have a permanent ban from the aux cord
Nobody watches YouTube with Ushijima because he never skips the damn ads (other than tendou)
Suna once said y’all’dn’t’ve unironically and made a first year cry
Akagi once said UwU unironically and had an identity crisis.
Osamu has one of those rainbow gaming keyboards and is constantly on a discord call. Atsumu always yells weird shit in the background to embarrass him and once pretended to be him
During Seijoh group chat arguments. Hanamaki and Mattsukawa like to drop facebook minion memes in just to piss everyone off even more
mattsun and maki both have separate photo albums in their phones labelled ‘minion memes to piss everyone off’
Hinata carries a pocket knife and no one has no fucking idea why
mattsun and maki both have matching rat fursuits that look like they actually where in a sewer- they chased oikawa around
For all his talk of plant analogies and metaphors, Ushijima cant grow shit
Goshiki’s Bangs are the way they are because his favorite character was Rock Lee from Naruto
Oikawa has watched Ouran High School Host Club front to back so many times and he can quote all of Tamaki’s lines by heart -He keeps bothering Iwaizumi to “be his Haruhi, since you’re shorter than me”
Koganegawa has definitely gone as an Angry Bird for Halloween
Fukunaga has those reflective cat eyes, and he has terrified Yamamoto on several occasion
Hanamaki and Matsukawa have a teddy bear that they pretend is their child and they share custody
Suga always sprays whipped cream straight into his mouth whenever he sees a can
Nishinoya definitely bit people as a kid
Nishinoya would be the guy to wear shorts all year round and even if it's snowing, he'll insist he's not cold
Tendou is still stuck in his emo phase and would fangirl over Creepypasta with me and I appreciate that (me too buddy, me fuckin too)
Kyoutani LOOKS like he’d listen to viking death metal, but in reality he listens to Mother Mother and knows all the words to Ghosting
Sugawara would definitely encourage me to dumb shit and not stop me, and you’re all dumb for thinking he wouldn’t
KENMA IS NOT ‘uwu owo’ SHY, HE IS ‘your fucking gross’ SHY SO LITERALLY STFU
Bokuto listens to Nicki Manaj. And knows all the words. To every. Single. Song.
Ushijima for some reason knows an odd amount of 90′s-2000′s R&B and he will hum along to the songs if they come on the radio (he also loves Dolly Parton) ((he says he relates to her music))
Bokuto once ate instant ramen for an entire month
TERUSHIMA DID TRY TO FUCK A PLANT WHILE SHITFACED AND GOD I STAND BY WHAT I SAID
atsumu let’s you put makeup on him and pretends to eat the brushes (do yk what im talking about- like n o m)
tendou ran for school president as a joke but actually won
i 100% believe that all of karasuno’s third years apologize when they bump into inanimate objects, but when suga is really tired or stressed out, he’ll yell at them instead.
Tanaka, Nishinoya, and Taketora have a group chat called "Bros who want sum hoes" and they send each other hypebeast memes and shit
Sugawara knows how to do a bunch of flexible shit because he sometimes goes to yoga with daichi and asahi's moms, its fucking hilarious
tanaka and noya both breakdance- they work as a team and sometimes go to tokyo for underground competitions- saeko drives them
Daichi knows a little ballet- nobody other than Kiyoko knows because they saw each other at the ballet class and had to work together- dont tell tanaka and noya that he lifted her though
Osamu once put glitter on Atsumu's pillow- he still finds hot pink glitter on shit
kita knits and crochets with his grandma
Kita's grandma knows everyone's names because kita talks shit bout them, her favorite is Aran
Kuroo has burnt his eyebrows off doing an experiment. His goggles didn't cover all his brows,,, so he just showed up to practice like that. No eyebrows and a chemical burn
kenma has played all kinds of games, but he was dared to play corpse party by kuroo. He wasn't scared because of the gore, he was thinking about the trauma the characters went through. Punched kuroo the next day because that game was fucked up
Lev isn't a strong swimmer, so he often grabs people by the head to keep himself up. happened with kenma and lev couldn't walk due to the force of kenmas suprised water kicks
akaashi has those fancy pens that you have to dip in ink and they're so nice
Bokuto has and will eat pencil erasers again
Daichi once almost lost his shit at his team but instead he lost his shit at the door that decided to stub his toe on the way out of the gym. not the best thing to be found yelling to.
Yamaguchi for sure has been dragged to one of terushimas parties because he didnt wanna say no. oh and terushima has like frat boy level parties too. Yams has for sure had some wild nights and doubts anyone other than Tsukishima and the party-goers will ever know
Akaashi can actually flirt very well! He reads romance novels sometimes and has analyzed any and every book in his possession! so he's actually quite charming
Daihsou unironically posted on twitter after mika broke up with him "I still see her shadows in my room"
Mattsun and Maki run a fake oikawa account; its been going ever since twitter even started getting popular and they even started sending messages in spanish. The posts would range from "I love all my fans!" to flirting with them :) Oikawa is pissed cause the account got verified before he did and most of his fans also follow the fake oikawa. Tooru has no idea who runs it
JUST IMAGINE OIKAWA JUST LIKE RANTING TO THE SEIJOH 3RD YEAR ALUMNI AND JUST "no Iwa-chan, you dont understand! they run a fake account and pretend to be me!" while makki and mattsun laugh their asses off
Oh, kenma for sure has pretended to be a girl on discord and has gotten someone to buy him stuff. after they do he says in his normal voice "fucking simp" and then hangs up and blocks the other persons discord
Yamamoto, despite his rough appearance, loves kids and has and will be a human jungle gym
suna in middle school had a game with his friends about who could make kids cry the fastest
The twins switched places back in middle school and nobody could tell because of how great they are at acting like eachother
Daichi once arrested coach ukai for public intoxication after a game :|
Daichi has arrested many people from his old volleyball team but the most memorable case was when he arrested tanaka and noya for reckless driving. poor idiots got so scared when they saw their old captains face in their mirror and started to pray
tanaka, while trying to intimidate someone, once said "You dont gotta tell me twice, i may be straight but these hands are bisexual" and he often cringes at night thinking about it
Kageyama, as a comeback to Tsukishima, said "one thing about us royalty is that we love to feast" and he also fuckin hates what he said
the third years made a cult for Kiyoko. they chant every wednesday "i'll do anything for kiyoko, she makes me go loco"
oikawas fangirls are known to be fucking rabid
yAMAMOTO AND KENMA AFTER THEIR FIGHT WERE FORCED BY KUROO TO MAKE IT UP: so they dyed their hair together
Makki and mattsun sang two trucks in front of the entire team. everyone was so confused. Makki: "twO TRUCKS HAVIN SEX!!" Mattsun: "oH yEs!"THEY'D SWITCH OFF AND HAVE LIKE CHOREOGRAPHY TOO LIKE THEY'D DO A TANGO WHILE THE SONG IS LIKE "two beer trucks, making love"
tendou once called Oikawa "mr. no-nationals" and got kicked in the shins before iwaizumi could save him
Tsukishima had a my little pony phase
you work with matsukawa at a morgue and he makes dead people jokes while you fix some dead guys face with wax and makeup he'd be like "so didnt he like,,, stick his head out of the sunroof of a moving fuckin car??" he'd be singing dumb ways to die the entire day
i feel like Kuroo has one crazy accident a year. like it might not be deadly but its fucking crazy like for example: Kuroo for sure has ridden in a shopping cart at past midnight with kenma (who pushed him down a hill) causing Kuroo to get scratched up hella well. he lied and said he spent the night with a girl and kenma fucking hated himself cause he would be the girl if that was true
Mattsun has flirted with the 4th years moms before (AS A JOKE), and because of this: he is known as “fuckin milf hunter” sometimes by the team
Warning, this next headcanon is talking about cannabis, weed, mary jane, the zoink root. so if your uncomfortable, please dont read below :)
dude i wanna get high as SHIT with Asahi
i think Asahi would be one of those mfkers who takes one hit and is gone
ASAHI ACCIDENTALLY GOING TO PRACTICE ZOINKED
IMAGINE HIM SEEING TSUKISHIMA AND JUST "he looks so judgemental,,, im scared"
OR LIKE A MAD DAICHI AND JUST "i'm gonna,,, im gonna go jump out the window now"
Noya and Tanaka would know tho, i feel like they'd have a 6th sense when it comes to weed. they probably get some from Saeko cause she'd rather they do it in the house. they'd smell asahi like fucking dogs and just so,,, big guy had fun without us huh?
DAICHI WOULD KNOW ABOUT ASAHI BEING ZOINKED, SMASH HIS FACE INTO THE WALL, TURN AROUND WITH A RED MARK ON HIS FOREHEAD AND WITH A BEAMING SMILE AND FEUX ENTHUSIASM SAY: "YOSH, LETS WARM UP!"
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a comprehensive list of all the jojo milfs
part 1
erina
well im mad she didnt get much of a personality but she is so cool and pretty
she was at sea and had to take care of two babies wow!!! :O
she put up with joseph all those years.. go grandma u r so strong <3
part 2
lisa lisa
AROOOOGAA HUMINA HUMINA *tongue flops out of mouth and begins to drool*
she is so hot good lord i love this woman
she is 50 going on 22
so good at hamon fuck araki for screwing over her battle with kars and making joseph come to her rescue. we couldve had it all. 2 milfs fighting but joseph had to ruin it
honestly dont understand how some1 as ugly as joseph could come from some1 as hot as lisa lisa
mrs kars
must i even explain this one. ok i will explain just because i love kars
has been in a happy marriage for thousands of years and is loyal
just so sexy in general
literally did nothing wrong. didnt deserve to be shot into space >:(
suzi q
shes so fuuuuunnnn like i wanna have a girls night w her or go to the mall or smth. we would be bffs
a lil clumsy but its part of the charm
... married joseph :( but she's my friend so i respect her decision ig -_-
part 3
holly
i think she shouldve gotten her stand. strength isnt only physical and she is so strong for basically raising jotaro on her own and keeping a positive attitude
i think she is a very good mom. jotaro agrees with me he loves his mommy
she is so beautiful inside and out she just wants the best for her family
glad to know joseph's ugliness didnt pass onto her <3
there r maybe other milfs in part 3 but i cant think of them
part 4
tomoko
HOT HOT HOT
literally love everything about heeerrrrr wahhhhh
did the dirty with joseph :/ kinda cringe but i still adore her and she raised josuke so she's instantly epic in my books
doesnt even have a stand yet was able to smash a guys head into his car door and literally CRUMPLE the car door. how fucking strong is this woman
shinobu
fell for kira which is also v cringe but cant deny she is hot and pretty
gave birth to hayato. i love that kid. kinda mad she didnt rly take care of him tho >:( or maybe she did idk i cant rly remember
she is milf married to tomoko now :D
killer queen
killer queen is just a cat kira didnt even deserve her pspspspspps come here ms queen
in a relationship with the world they r just in love
i love killer queen. not much of a milf but i just wanted to talk about her bc she is so epic
part 5
bruno
bruno is an honorary milf because he takes care of all those kids and also his haircut is total milf material
that titty window.... :eyes:
moody blues
aaaahhhhh mrs bluuueeesss
thigh high boots ass out to the whole world
literally a hottie!!!! mista thinks she's hot but is embarrassed to admit it
double cheeked up
i dont know anything about parts 6-8 sorry :(
if im missing some points feel free to add on
#this is secretly just a joseph hate post in disguise#me thinking about joseph: i love him but i hate him but i love him but i hate h#anyway milfs!!!!! they r what bring us all together#jjba#long post#erina pendleton#elizabeth joestar#kars jojo#holly kujo#tomoko higashikata#shinobu kawajiri#killer queen#bruno buccellati#moody blues#suzi quatro
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5 Simple Rules For A Successful Fake Relationship: Picture Perfect
5 SIMPLE RULES MASTERLIST
Pairing: Ben Hardy x Reader
Summery: A whole day with Ben's family and no way to escape. How will you survive? And will any rules be left intact by the end of the night?
Warnings: SMUT (finally lmao), nothing like super kinky but it is explicit, plus the usual stuff, drinking, mention of smoking.
Words: 6284
A/N: ARE YA'LL READY FOR THIS?
smut scene is marked with a *** so you can skip it if you like.
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A week later you were in the passenger seat of Ben’s car, your bags in the back, watching the scenery pass by. You found your eyes drawn to him more often than usual but he didn’t seem to notice. Maybe it was that he was so focused on the road and the traffic around you or maybe it was because you were playing I spy and a few glances from the person who’d spied the object were expected. I spy was a good game. Distracting enough to focus your mind on something other than wanting Ben. For the most part at least.
“And we can definitely still see it?”
“Yuuuuuuup,” you popped the ‘p’ and glanced over at Ben again.
“And it starts with ‘M’ but isn’t ‘Mazda’ like what’s driving behind us, or Mars Bar like what I was just eating?””
“Nope,” you popped the p again and laughed, “d’you want a clue?”
“Go on then, otherwise we’ll be stuck like this all day,”
“We’ve been following them since we got on the motorway,”
Ben’s forehead creased as he thought about your clue, “Truck doesn’t start with ‘M’,”
“Clever boy. You deserve a gold star for that one,”
“Bite me,”
You laughed and gave in to the temptation to look at him again, noting the crease of his forehead as he thought about your clue, “Should I just tell you?”
“Fine, I’m never going to get it at this rate,”
“I spy with my little eye a mudflap girl. Two of them actually,”
“What the fuck is a mudflap girl?”
You pointed at the silhouette on the tuck’s mudflaps, “Her. The chick with the stupidly pinched in waist and big knockers.”
“Is that what they’re called?”
“What knockers?”
“No, I’m perfectly familiar with those,” Ben laughed and you whistled teasingly, willing your mind to stop picturing what it was picturing “Shush, I meant the mudflap girls, is that what they’re called?”
“Yeah. You didn’t know?”
He shook his head slightly, “Never really came up.”
“Sorry, would have picked something else if I’d realised,”
“‘s fine. Just means I won’t hold back with the next one.”
You’d been a little nervous at the prospect of driving hours with just Ben for company, still coming to grips with the fact you wanted to knock boots with him. You couldn’t even think about it in direct language, just roundabout phrases your mum used to use. But, thankfully, all your concerns had disappeared the moment you got into the car, infected by Ben’s bright smile and insistence that he’d make it fun. His definition of fun was a lot of classic driving games, hence the I Spy, plenty of road trip snacks, and a healthy dose of a specially curated driving playlist. You’d made fun of him for including I’m In Love With My Car on it but he just turned it up louder and sang it at you which only made you laugh more. It stopped any awkwardness or uncomfortable silences in their tracks. But all the laughter and playful teasing was just another reminder of how close you were and that made you think about how badly you wanted to do the dirty with him, hear him whining your name, feel his hands all over you, cuddle up with him and doze as he read to you. You shook your head as the third image sprang to the forefront of your mind. That wasn’t right. Bumping uglies was one thing but dozing was out of the question. Unless it was in a post-coital come down of course. Not that any of it mattered since you weren’t going to act on it. Joe had made it very clear that something actually happening was a bad idea. Although, looking at Ben now he didn’t seem to be that bad off. Certainly not white knuckling it as Joe had said. He was happy and bubbly and you couldn’t see a single sign of him falling apart. What did Joe know anyway? He lived so far away, how could he possibly know what was good for Ben or, for that matter, you.
Halfway there you found a place to pull up so you could stretch your legs and refresh your snacks but then it was back into the car for the second leg of the trip, winding through the traffic until it thinned out and you pulled up outside a nice white house with a tidy yard.
“This is it?” you asked, the nerves back in full force.
“Yeah, you good?”
You just nodded your head but Ben gave your hand a reassuring squeeze, “Remember the plan, yeah? Hold hands as much as we can, look as loved up as possible, just like what we do for the cameras. What’s our story?”
“Met at the audition for Edith since you’d already been cast. Hung out a lot as prep for the movie. You asked me out a couple of days before filming began and we dated secretly for a while but then, partway through filming, we were caught by paparazzi and decided to be open about it.”
“Very good. What el- shit, no time for the rest of the pop quiz, the front door just opened.”
“It’s okay, I’m good. We’ve been doing this for months now, it’s just more of the same.”
Ben nodded and then let your hand go so he could get out of the car. You opened your door and stepped out, smoothing out your skirt, your hand cold outside of Ben’s grasp. But he fixed the problem, taking your hand again as he led you towards the front door and the person who’d come out onto the driveway. He squeezed your hand again.
“Hi mum. This is Y/N,”
“Well it’s about time,” his mum said, already stepping forward to hug you, forcing you to drop Ben’s hand “lovely to meet you, darling.”
“Pleasure to meet you too Mrs Jones,” you smiled politely as she stepped back.
“Oh, Angela, please,” her hands were still on your shoulders as she examined your appearance, “Gosh aren’t you pretty.”
You managed to stutter out a thank you, suddenly feeling much more shy than you normally would have.
“Oh c’mon mum, let her go.”
“I’m just saying she’s beautiful, what’s wrong with that?” but her hands fell from you as she turned her attention to Ben, “I still think you’re very handsome too Ben. Need a bit of a haircut though.”
He rolled his eyes but hugged her all the same.
“Mikey’s already there setting up with your father and I expect you’ll be giving him a hand soon?”
“Can I not have five minutes out of the car before I get piled up with chores?” Ben whined as you both followed her inside.
She led you on a brief tour of the house, pointing out where the bathrooms were and coming to an end at Ben’s old room where you’d be staying. She promised you enough time to grab your bags and freshen up before you’d be asked to help and then she headed back towards the front of the house. You peeked inside the bedroom door hoping to see what teenage Ben’s sense of style was but it had since been redecorated.
“Don’t look so disappointed,” Ben laughed, “Mum had the whole house redone a few years ago and it didn’t make sense to keep my room how it was.”
“Please tell me there’s photos here somewhere,”
“Probably but you’re not seeing them,”
“You have to tell me something, I’m your girlfriend and I need to know.”
“Fuck off, you do not,”
“Please?” you extended the word in a childish whine, pouting at him until he broke.
“What d’you want to know then?”
“What’d you have on your walls? Band posters?”
Ben laughed, “Uhhh, a few sports things – my favourite teams and that. Some girls with big tits leaning all over cars…Couple of theatre posters too,”
“Nerd,”
“Shut up,” he laughed again, pushing against your shoulder, “Sorry about Mum by the way,”
“It’s totally fine,”
“I promise it’ll all be over soon,”
You were taken aback as he wrapped you up in a tight hug but very happily relaxed against him. Carefully, so as not to break the moment you looked up at him only to find him looking back at you. It was the closest you’d been since the almost-kiss in the hotel. Sure, you’d been close, even hugged before, but not in this long, lingering way and even then, it was mostly just in public.
A sharp knock at the door made you break apart.
“Sorry to rush you but Mikey’s just called asking after you. Better get a move on,”
“Who’s Mikey?” you asked, refusing to acknowledge the tension in the air.
“My brother, Michael. S’pose we should crack on. You’ve got about twelve bags to pull from the car.”
“Fuck off, it’s only two and one of them’s a hand bag. Plus, it’s you’re fault for not being more specific about dress code.” You hadn’t known exactly what to pack and got no clear answer when you’d asked, so you’d packed a few different outfit options, from casual jeans and a nice blouse to a slightly more fancy little black dress, the clutch you’d taken to the French restaurant packed with it in case you needed a stylish purse.
“You’re such a drama queen. Just help me with them yeah?”
You would have known he was Ben’s brother even before you’d heard about him. His face was thinner and his shoulders less broad but they had the same smile, same eyes. He was lovely too, jumped down off a chair and dropped the coil of fairy lights he’d been holding so he could shake your hand and introduce himself. Then came their dad, maybe not quite as warm as their mum but just as welcoming. Both you and Ben were handed lengths of lights and sent off to find places to hang them. Inside it wasn’t necessary since the restaurant was already lit up, staff busting about making sure everything was ready for that afternoon. So Ben led you away from the big open door, into the beer garden. It was mostly paved, small shoots of grass sprouting up through the bricks, though there was also a large strip of grass at the very end of the yard. Ben’s brother and dad were on one side of the yard, securing their lights to the fence so you and Ben headed straight for the grassy end where the light of the restaurant wouldn’t quite reach.
“Wait here a sec,” Ben said, handing you his coil of lights and turning back towards the paved area. You watched as he dragged on of the sturdy wooden tables over to you. At the first scrape of the wood on the brick he looked inside to see if anyone was going to go mad at him but, aside from his family members, no one noticed. When he finally got it in position, he climbed up onto the table and held out his hand for the lights. You kept lookout as he wound the wire around a tree branch and then jumped down again, handing the end of the lights to you so you could wrap it around the tree trunk and secure the battery pack out of harm’s way, as he pushed the table back into place. It wasn’t long before the yard was covered with lights extending from the doorway all the way to the fence that blocked the yard from the road. Of course, all that work meant you deserved a drink so, by the time Ben’s mum and other family members began arriving in the late afternoon, you were already halfway through your first glass. Ben gave you a running commentary of everyone who walked into the restaurant.
“That’s my cousin and her daughter. And the couple behind her are my,” he thought for a moment, “Well let’s call them cousin’s too because I don’t know how seconds and removals work. The bald guy over there talking to Mum is my great uncle. And the woman who just waved is an Aunt. Whatever you do, don’t mention her son. He’s had a run in with the law and it’s a touchy subject.”
“Noted. But shit, when you said family get together you really meant it,”
“Yeah,” Ben laughed, “The Jones’ don’t do things by halves. ‘Specially not when there’s drinking involved.”
As the place began to fill Ben took you around to meet people. You felt a little like the ball in a pinball machine, bouncing from one person to another, introducing yourself and then moving on to someone else, almost immediately forgetting any names you’d just been told. It was almost like doing interviews again except with more movement and more alcohol. Ben kept a hold of you, either interlocking his fingers with yours or else wrapping his arm around your waist, keeping you close to his side, only letting you go to grab you another drink or light up a cigarette. At one point you had a small crowd gathered beside you, all pointing out things they’d seen in magazines or on the internet about you, all wanting to hear about how you met. Thankfully you’d become quite practiced at telling the story.
“We met at the audition actually,” Ben said, “I had the part but they wanted to try me with different actresses to find someone that would work well on screen. I’d met, I don’t know, eight or nine women and then Y/N came into the room. She looked kinda nervous,”
You shook your head in disagreement but Ben ignored you.
“but we got a chance to say hi before we had to read the lines and we just clicked.”
“Our director really liked us together so I got a call back and we did another scene,”
“So they could, y’know, see us kiss, make sure the chemistry was there.”
“They must have liked it because I got the part. We did a couple of weeks of all this, um, like, bonding stuff. The rest of the main cast was there too but me and Ben had a few one on one things because we were playing a couple that was already engaged so they wanted us to look really connected.”
“Anyway, I wanted to ask her out after day one but I wasn’t sure if I should because we’d be working together,”
“I took a little longer to see him in that light but he was so sweet and charming and fun to be around, and by the end of the week I was thinking the same thing. Only neither of us wanted to make the first move because if it wasn’t mutual then it could make the next few months of work really awkward.”
“Eventually one of the other actors pointed out how into me she was so I asked her out for a coffee and it went from there.” He returned your smile and then pulled you closer into his side, dropping a kiss to the top of your head as you leaned against his chest.
“Well your casting director knew what they were doing because you two are adorable together.”
A few more questions followed but eventually Ben was able to extract you from the crowd with the excuse you needed more drinks.
“Actually, I gotta run to the loo, I’ll bring some food back with me though, okay?”
“Okay, I’m gonna grab another cocktail, you want anything?”
“Beer’d be great,”
“Sure thing, babe,”
He smiled again as he left you but you were smiling too. There was something fun about the act. Even with everything that had happened and how mixed up and hard it had been at times, an evening like this was fun. He made you laugh and made sure you felt comfortable in what could have easily been an extremely uncomfortable situation. Plus, it meant you got to indulge the part of you that was still fantasising about being with him. You were allowed to kiss him and touch him because you were acting. There was no confusion about why, no worries about if you were crossing the line you’d put down, nothing to stop you from enjoying it. So what if occasionally your fantasies extended beyond just doing the horizontal tango? It wasn’t so bad to think about cuddling up in front of the TV with him.
Drinks in hand you headed back to where Ben had disappeared, trying to spot him in the crowd.
“Y/N!,”
You spun round to see who was talking, finding yourself face to face with Ben’s mum again. Angela, you reminded yourself.
“Come join us over here,” she said leading you to a table where a few others sat, “You’ve met my husband Keith already, yes? And this is Doug and Katherine. This is Y/N, Ben’s girlfriend.”
You took a seat and chatted with them, glancing around for Ben every so often. Eventually Doug and Katherine got up to talk to someone else and Keith went off in search of more food, leaving you and Angela alone.
“Now, darling, Ben tells me you’ve got a work thing to get back home for tomorrow so you’ll be leaving a bit earlier than originally planned.” Angela said, patting your hand.
“Yeah, um, it’s an audition,” you lied. It was a cover Ben had come up with so you didn’t get guilted into staying an extra day.
“Well that does sound important. I’m sad we won’t have longer to get to know you though. I must admit, I saw a photo of you and Ben a while ago and I was hoping he’d bring you up because you just looked so lovely. And you obviously make him very happy, which is of course what every mother hopes for. So you have to come back soon so we can have a proper chat. Make a weekend of it or something.”
You were a little taken aback, stunned to hear how much of an impact you’d had without meaning to. It made you feel a bit guilty. This was Ben’s family and you weren’t part of it, you shouldn’t be there. But you swallowed the doubts, tried to ignore how much you wanted it all to be real, and smiled back at her, “I’d love that. Just say when.”
“Oh now don’t tempt me or I’ll have the date picked out before the end of the night. I don’t want to jump the gun or seem too forward but just seeing how you two are together…I hope you know you’re welcome in our family. Ben loves you a lot, I can tell.”
“I know. And it’s very kind of you,”
“I mean it darling. And if the next family get together was your wedding, well….but of course that’s neither here nor there.”
You laughed it off but your insides were churning.
“So this is where you got to,” Ben’s voice interrupted as he dropped into the seat beside you and lay his hand on your knee. You hadn’t realised your leg had been bouncing but you stopped it the moment he touched you.
“I was just telling Y/N that you should come back again soon, when there’s no auditions to interrupt your stay.”
“Sure, Mum,” Ben said, still touching your leg. You chatted for a bit longer until she got distracted enough for Ben to lean into your ear and softly ask, “You okay? Or do you want to get out of here?”
“Please,” you whispered back.
“Okay, follow me,”
He took your hand and told his mum he wanted to introduce you to someone but you barely heard it, your head buzzing as you made a polite exit and let Ben lead you outside, making excuses to anyone who tried to stop you.
As soon as you were clear of the venue he pulled out his phone to find a car, one hand on your lower back, rubbing soft circles over your shirt until you felt you could breathe easy again.
“Better?”
“Thank you. How’d you know?”
He shrugged, “I just know you. I saw your leg bouncing and figured Mum had said something,”
“She mentioned us getting married,”
“What? Why the fuck would that have come up?”
“It was just a passing comment but I….” You half shrugged, trying to find the right words.
“It’s okay, c’mon, let’s go home you can tell me everything.”
You nodded and let him hug you as you waited for the car.
Once you were inside Ben grabbed a couple of glasses from the kitchen and then headed into the dining room.
“Thank you dad,” he mumbled as he pulled a bottle of Johnnie Walker Black Label out of a cupboard and turned to show you, “He’s kept a stash of this stuff in here since I was a kid. Got in trouble for stealing some a couple of times.”
“Better not let him find out about this then,” you laughed, feeling more relaxed now that it was just you and Ben, a sizeable distance from the rest of the party.
Ben chuckled along as he poured a little into each glass and carefully replaced the bottle, “So what happened back there?”
“I don’t know,” you accepted your glass and took a sip, leaning against the corner of the table.
Ben didn’t cut in, he just took his own drink and waited until you could say more.
“I guess it was just harder to be around your family than I was expecting. It wasn’t the same as sitting in a restaurant on a date,” you drew the quotation marks in the air with your fingers, “That was a room full of people who care about you and they were all so lovely and welcoming and your mum said she’d been hoping you’d bring me here since she saw a photo of us and invited me back so she could get to know me and I said I’d love to because what else could I say and she seemed so happy about it and so pleased that you’re so happy and I feel so guilty about lying to them all. What if they find out? Your mum’ll be so disappointed.”
“Don’t worry about lying to them, I’ve done it plenty before,” when you didn’t laugh he put his glass down beside you and took you free hand in his, “Seriously, Y/N, there’s nothing to feel guilty about. The premiere is coming up in a couple of weeks and then pretty soon after that we’ll break up and I’ll tell them it just wasn’t working, and they’ll accept it and never have to know the truth. And then we can forget this whole thing and move on.”
You weren’t so sure that was what you wanted anymore, but you weren’t sure enough to say it. Instead you put your glass down as well and said, “but it must be hard for you too. Having me here and everything.” It was only when you looked at him that you realised how close you were standing. He was still holding your hand, his thumb rubbing back and forth over your fingers.
“I’m a big boy, I can handle it.”
You weren’t sure what compelled you to do it, the drink maybe, or just pent up sexual tension, but he was so close and he was looking at you with those eyes and before you could stop yourself you leaned in to kiss him. He seemed a bit shocked, taking half a step back, and you were sure he was going to tell you it wasn’t a good idea and then leave you standing there alone. But then his hand was on your jaw as he kissed you back, all hesitancy gone. You felt him sigh against you as if he’d been holding his breath, waiting for this to happen again, and pulled him in closer.
***
Maybe it was the months without sex, or maybe it was how often your mind had conjured similar scenes, or maybe it was just how good it felt to have him press you against the table to kiss you again, but whatever the reason it wasn’t long until you were pushing the hem of his shirt up over his stomach. He took the hint and stopped kissing you just long enough to pull it over his head, quickly finding your lips again as his fingers worked on the buttons of your shirt. He got about halfway through and then stopped, instead dropping his hands to your arse so he could lift you up and carry you up the hall towards his room. He kicked the door shut once he was through it and pressed you against it, kissing you as if to make up for lost time. It was a heady experience, being pinned to the door, your legs wrapped around him as you kissed messily. Too much and not enough all at once. You needed him closer still and clutched at his shoulders to try and make him understand. Either he really could read you well or he wanted the same thing because a moment later there was no longer a door behind you, Ben taking the few steps towards the bed and letting himself drop to the mattress. He pushed your shirt from your shoulders, no longer needing to hold you up, and ran his hands over your sides as if trying to map out he lines of your body. A whine escaped you as your need to remove layers grew and you dropped your hands to his belt, fumbling blindly with the buckle. A voice in your head told you it was a bad idea. You still weren’t certain of your feelings, weren’t sure doing this would cure you of them or if it’d just make everything messier than it already was. But the voice got quieter with every shift of your hips and every stroke of his fingers.
“You’ve no idea how much I’ve thought about this,” he mumbled against your neck.
All you could manage was a small whimper of agreement as he kissed you again, and traced his fingers up to the clasp of your bra. It was on the floor in seconds, his hands replacing the material, only making you want more. You arched your back into his touch, panted against his lips. He smiled, circled a nipple with his thumb, delighted in your response.
Suddenly he flipped you over so you were sitting on the bed, kissed you again and then stood up.
“Ben?” you were worried he was going to put an end to things before they got too far. Thankfully he didn’t, just shucked off his pants. You almost laughed in relief as he leaned over you again, making quick work of the fastening of your skirt so it too could join the clothing on the floor. The voice in your head was gone, silenced by the pure desperate need to have him touch you more, and he was making no moves to stop it either as you shuffled further up the bed, pulling him along with you. You let out a choked off moan as he kissed a trail down your neck, tilted your head to the side so he could reach all the spots that made you gasp. But it still wasn’t enough. You were going to go crazy with need if you didn’t get something more soon, so you let your hand fall between you, rubbed your palm over the front of his boxers, felt him rock his hips against your hand, already hard. He sat back on his knees so he could slip your underwear down your legs.
“Fuck,” he groaned as soon as he realised how wet you were.
You grabbed his wrist and put his hand between your legs, hoping he’d take the hint. He did, trailing his fingers between your lips, over your clit. Your breath caught as he slipped a lone digit into you, slowly, easing you into it before he added a second. He watched you closely, eyes half lidded and soft, the tip of his tongue poking out from between his teeth like he was concentrating on memorizing every inch of you, inside and out. Even in that moment, when your breaths were coming shaky and uneven, and your skin was burning under his gaze, even then all you could think was how hot he looked, hair ruffled, lips kiss swollen, completely enraptured by you. He shifted his finger slightly and your eyes fluttered shut.
“There, babe, fuck, right there,” you sighed.
“Like that?” he asked softly, twitching his fingers against you again.
You nodded though he drew a more vocal response from you a few seconds later when he added a third finger and leaned down to suck your nipple between his lips.
He hummed when he heard you say his name and repeated the same motion in the same place, so you said his name again, louder, and then again and again as he kept going, hitting you exactly where you needed him. You were almost surprised by how quickly he managed to pull you over the edge. Almost. But it had been a while and he’d always promised he was good. He worked you through it before he carefully withdrew his fingers and kissed you again, stealing what little breath you had left.
And then he stopped. Sat back again.
You blinked your eyes open and reached for him as he leaned over the edge of the bed, opened the draw of the beside cabinet and swore. Pulling himself back towards you he took your outstretch hand and kissed the back of it, “I don’t have any condom’s here,” he sounded apologetic.
“I have some, wait,” you kissed him quickly before you stood, a little unsteady, and opened the wardrobe door, thankful Felicity had given you the handful of them and that you’d brought the bag with you. He looked like he was about to ask why but the sight of you climbing onto the bed, straddling him, with one hand on his chest to lay him down, made the question die in his throat. He let his head fall back onto the pillow as you pulled his underwear off and rolled the condom on as quick as you could manage. And then you sank down onto him, trying to take your time.
“Fuck,” you whined, pausing to give you both a moment to adjust. His hand grabbed onto your waist, fingertips pressing into you, encouraging you to move. It was soft but not quite, both of you panting and groaning as you raised and lowered yourself on him, building up to a steady rhythm. His hands roamed over you, grabbing your arse the way he had done on his couch, moving over your breasts, squeezing your hips, gentle but firm pulling you to speed up each time. You needed to be closer though, so you leaned down to kiss him again, grunting at the change of position. But it interrupted your flow, made you stutter out of time, so Ben propped himself up on his elbows, and then when that wasn’t enough, sat up fully, his knees rising behind you. One hand was braced on your back to keep you steady as you circled your hips, the other cupped your cheek as his forehead leaned against yours, every uneven breath audible, able to feel the rapid rise and fall of his chest under your palm.
“I love you,” he sighed, his nose bumping against yours as he searched for your lips again. You were on the verge of repeating his words back to him when he dropped his hand from your cheek, let it fall between you and brush against your clit, the confession lost in your moan.
“You gonna c-cum for me?”
You nodded, leaning into his neck as you did your best to keep riding him, legs shaking with the effort and your approaching release. He didn’t let up until you were crying out into his shoulder, following close behind you with his own moan.
***
You lost track of how long you sat there, leaning against each other as you came down, lost track of where you were, lost track of the reality of your relationship. Your instinct was to keep clinging to Ben, keep kissing along his jaw and nose as you pulled yourselves back together. But it was too much for him. He let go of you suddenly, as if just touching you was painful.
“I’ve gotta…” he said with a half hearted nod in the direction of the doorway.
“Oh. Right, yeah,” you climbed off him, trying not to react to the sudden emptiness, the sudden cool of the air outside of his embrace.
Ben moved to the edge of the bed, glanced at you, ran his hand through his hair.
“I wasn’t expecting that to happen,” you offered somewhat lamely, not sure how to explain everything you were feeling.
“Neither. Are you okay?”
“Yeah. I, um, it was really good and I-I think I kind of needed it.” This was it. There was no more running from what you were feeling. No more pretending it was platonic or just physical. You had to come clean, to yourself as much as to Ben.
Ben smiled but it was a pained kind of smile, “It was good for me too. Really good. But it can’t ever happen again.” He stood up before you could say anything else, tied off the condom and put his boxers back on, making a hasty retreat.
Something stirred in your memory and you had the sudden urge to tell him he couldn’t leave you because he owed you a third orgasm, but it was too late. He was gone and you were left sitting there, naked and alone, waiting for him to come back so you could explain. When enough time had passed without his return you got up, put your pyjamas on and went to the bathroom, running on autopilot as you considered everything that had just happened. Maybe Ben was right to walk away. Maybe it had been a mistake. He probably wouldn’t believe you if you told him how you really felt. You’d taken too long to work it out, been too vocal about not feeling it. And it would be poor timing to say it right after you’d slept together. He’d think you were saying what he wanted to hear so he wouldn’t be embarrassed about saying it himself. And maybe it was down to all the tension between you. You’d spent all day pretending to be the loving girlfriend after all, maybe it had influenced you a bit, made you think you felt things you didn’t actually feel. But something that good, that tender, didn’t just happen with anyone, surely. It certainly hadn’t been like that with anyone else you’d been with casually. And you’d assumed that having sex with Ben would be the solution, that you’d finish and be fixed. No more thinking about him, no more wanting to be with him. But all you really wanted was to cuddle up beside him. Fall asleep in his arms. That wasn’t something you usually wanted from one night stands. Normally you’d want to get out as fast as possible not sit in their bedroom and wait for them. And the thought of everything else that could happen if he just knew it was what you wanted – waking up beside him, making him coffee, listening to him play stupid love songs on his stupid guitar, comforting him on bad days, being his actual fucking girlfriend and not just his pretend one – all of that sounded so fucking wonderful. It couldn’t just be endorphins making you feel like that. There had to be something of substance behind it all. Afterall they’d been there for a while now, those feelings. It wasn’t like the sex had conjured them. You’d been pretending not to notice them but they’d been there for months. So the only way forward was to tell him.
When you got back to the bedroom Ben was there, curled away from you on a makeshift bed on the floor. He could have been sleeping except his shoulder’s were too rigid, holding too much tension.
“Ben?”
He didn’t respond, just kept feigning sleep. So you switched out the light and tiptoed to the bed, crawling under the covers. The sheets still smelt like him and it made your heart ache. What if you just said it? You sat up, turned your head in his direction.
“Ben?” it came out as more of a whisper than you’d have like so you tried again, “Ben, I-I-” If you said it now would he join you? Or would he pretend he hadn’t heard? You fell silent again at that thought, not sure you could cope with it. Maybe you’d just hold off for a bit. Wait until the premiere. Give yourself time to find the exact right words to explain your apparent change of heart. He couldn’t write you off as trying to spare him some embarrassment if you said it weeks after he’d let it slip in the throws of passion. He’d have to take you seriously then. “Goodnight,” you sighed, and lay down again, though try as you might, you couldn’t sleep. You lay there in the dark, sure Ben was just as awake as you were, with only one thought in your head. You loved Ben. And you didn’t know what to do about it.
#my writing#my fics#ben hardy x reader#ben hardy imagine#ben hardy smut#i am so ready to hear your thots#please yell at me about this
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