#idk if you can tell but i have a thing for lying in fields
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Field Day Reunion* | Part 2
Summary: Harry finally takes Y/N home when Charlie is with his grandmother for the night.
Pairing: Singledad!Harry x Teacher!Y/N
Word count: 5K
Warnings: Lovemaking, oral f receiving, eager babies, exes to lovers?
A/N: I imagine Harry and Y/N to be British in this universe, so they went to highschool from age 11 - 16(ish) and college from 16 - 20(ish). Idk why but I felt the need to specify haha ENJOY LOVES
Harry and Y/N agreed to take things slow for the sake of Charlie. This means that they have been going on dates every now and then, but not every weekend because Harry doesn't want to just drop off his kid at Anne's, so he can go out with this woman. That doesn't mean however that they don't see each other.
Y/N started teaching Charlie's class a couple of weeks ago. Ever since then, Harry sees her every day because he is the one who drops Charlie off at school and picks him up later in the day. Those little moments are filled with loving glances and private jokes but also Harry teasingly flirting with the love of his life.
Yes, Harry is absolutely smitten by this woman. Given their history, he now believes that he shouldn't have let her go back then. Yes, being high school sweethearts who are going to different colleges isn't the perfect scenario for two love birds. They didn't want to do the long-distance thing when they were only 17, but Harry now knows it would've all been worth it.
He doesn't regret their decisions though. If the two of them never broke up, Harry would've never become a dad to Charlie and he wouldn't want to miss him for the world. The kid is his life, he'd literally give everything to see that little cheeky smile on the four-year-old's face.
Anne was a big fan of Y/N when they were teenagers, she was the sweetest girl so of course she approved of Harry dating her. So when Harry told his mom how Y/N is now Charlie's new teacher she was excited, to say the least. But when he told his mother that they had been on a date, her heart was filled with love. She was rooting for his son, finally meeting that happiness he was so dearly craving.
So, from the moment Harry announces to his mom about him and Y/N taking it slow, Anne has done anything in her power to help Harry out. Taking over babysitting duty whenever she can and just keeping the little boy out of her son's way. Hinting at her son how she's free next Saturday, in case Charlie wants to come play at grandma's house. Just, everything.
And that's exactly why, this afternoon, he decides to take his mom up on that offer. Harry and Y/N have been on four official dates so far and not once has he taken her home. It felt a bit too forward, too soon. But today was different, Harry invited her over to his house, show her around and make his intentions very clear, she's a keeper.
“Char, come on. Put your shoes on, grandma is waiting for you.” Harry tells his son, picking up the overnight bag he packed for his son.
“Where are you going, daddy? I wanna go too!” The little boy cries, pouting at his dad with such innocence.
“I'm sorry, buddy. But you are staying with grandma.” Harry explains to his son, feeling a bit guilty. But he also didn't want to specify anything about his plans for today. See, Charlie is the biggest fan of Y/N at school and it warms Harry's heart to see him so fond of her. But that only gives him more reasons to keep his love life in the shadows for his son.
“But why?” Charlie whines, but knowing it's already a lost battle, he slips on his shoes in silence. Harry shakes his head, suppressing a giggle. Once a kid starts asking why, you know there is no ending to the discussion.
“Let's go, Char.” Harry states instead, dragging his boy out of their house and into the car.
After he drops Charlie off and Anne's, he drives straight back home. His heart pounding with nerves. He'd be lying if he said that he isn't a little bit anxious right now. He hasn't had a girl over for years on end, not in this context. And he's really hoping she's going to want to stay over. He told her to bring an overnight bag, just in case she wanted to stay. He also mentioned how Charlie is sleeping at his mother's place, hoping it would send the right message, but he wasn't quite sure.
When he arrives home, he finds Y/N just parking her car a little further down the street. She's on time, more like half an hour early. Harry lets out a nervous giggle and he hopes that it isn't too obvious that he's anxious right now.
“Eager much?” He jokes as soon as she reaches his front yard. She giggles slightly embarrassed and Harry simply wants to kiss that cute blush off her face.
“I didn't want to run late. Traffic, you know.” She explains, a small smile gracing her face.
“Relax, babe. I'm glad you are early, actually.” Harry smiles sweetly, pulling her in for a quick hug and placing a quick kiss on her lips. “Hi.”
“Hey.” Y/N lets out a flirtatious giggle, getting on her toes to press her lips on his. Harry instantly melts into the kiss, holding her tightly against his chest.
“C'mon, let's go inside.” Harry whispers, pulling away a bit hesitantly. Y/N softly nods in agreement and Harry loosens his grip on her, only to grab her hand and guide her inside. “Welcome to our home.”
“It looks lovely.” Y/N compliments, letting her eyes roam around the living room. You can tell by the way his space is organised that Harry is a neat person, the room is filled with all things the father and son love dearly. A nice TV hangs against the wall, some family pictures are scattered around the wall above the couch and the wall across the room holds shelves filled with movies, video games and records. It's all Harry and it takes the man's breath away knowing that she likes his place.
“Thank you.”
“Let me give you a tour.” Harry says, tugging on her arm and guiding her through his entire house. She had already seen the small hallway when she first entered the house, and a glimpse of the living room, but there is more. There is an open kitchen concept which leads out into the backyard with big sliding doors. It's really neat and pretty, every one of the rooms in the house has little Harry vibes. The house screams family home, it suits Harry really well.
When they finish the tour downstairs, Harry hesitates to show her his upstairs living space. He feels like taking her upstairs is something very intimate, maybe even too forward, yet he would love to show her around. With an unsure glance at her, Harry points his finger to the stairs, silently asking if she wants to continue the tour.
Y/N nods softly and gives him a sweet, yet excited smile. “Let's go, I'm very curious.” She says causing Harry to chuckle and they continue their walk through his house.
“Okay, so this is Charlie's room and his bathroom.” Harry explains. Y/N takes it all in as if he's giving her the time of her life. Harry is beyond grateful because he really does love her and he hopes that she is going to melt into their lives and live here one day.
They move over to the other side of the hallway, Harry gestures at the next room, rubbing the back of his neck a bit nervously. Y/N opens the door carefully when Harry speaks up. “This is uh- my room.” She pushes the door open further and carefully walks inside.
“This is very you.” She giggles when he walks in after her. Harry doesn't know why, but a blush creeps up his cheeks. Y/N isn't mocking him or making fun of him, her giggle sounds very fond, maybe she is just as nervous as he is.
The bedroom is decorated with warm colours and it features a king-sized bed that looks comfy and cosy. Y/N's gaze is glued to the bed, no doubt in her mind that she'd like to sleep in a bed like that. Especially if that means Harry would be right next to her.
She doesn't ponder her thoughts for too long because she knows that it will end with an almost unbearable aching between her legs.
When they dated in high school, they were only 15 years old. So sleeping with one another was out of the question. They kept dating until they were 16 and 17, but it still didn't feel right for them at that moment to take that step. Now that they are both adults and they want to take things a bit more seriously, Harry would like to finally take the next step in their relationship. Maybe tonight.
“Uhm- so behind you is my ensuite.” He points to the door behind her, gesturing at it with a little nod.
“Oh my.” Y/N's attention is immediately turned to the door when Harry mentions it. She slowly opens the door, stepping into the big room. It's modern and clean, and oh so spacious. There's a walk-in shower and a big tub next to it.
Harry just watches her in awe as she explores the bathroom. She almost seems mesmerised by his place and that makes his heart flutter. It's like she belongs in here and it is her house.
Y/N makes her way back to Harry with a dreamy look in her eyes. She wraps her arms around Harry's neck and pulls him close. She sighs. “Your home looks very lovely, Harry.”
“Not as lovely as you.” He blurts out in a weak attempt at flirting, but it comes off a bit nervous so he might have failed miserably.
“You're cheesy.” Y/N giggles. Harry tightens his grip on her waist and pulls her impossibly closer, flashing her a dimpled smile. Y/N leans in and lets her lips softly brush his in a very gentle kiss. Harry immediately melts into the kiss, tilting his head down to kiss her deeper, but she abruptly pulls away after only a second.
“I- uh- I'll go put my bag in this room, if that's okay?” She asks and Harry crooks his head to the side.
“Does that mean what I think it means?”
“Depends on what you're thinking.” She winks and pulls away from Harry.
“That you are going to stay over.” Harry flashes her a flirtatious smile.
“Exactly.” Y/N nods in agreement, a smug smile on her face and a glimpse of hope flashing in her eyes. “If that's still alright with you?”
“Of course, you don't have to ask.” Harry reassures, making her grin widely. He squeezes her hand for a second and then releases her hand, letting her step away and put her bag in the room.
Harry is beyond excited now, hoping for them to take their relationship to the next level. If they hadn't broken up back in high school, Harry might've even proposed by now. Yeah, he'd love to be married to her one day. But maybe it's too soon to be thinking about marriage, he remembers how it felt to be with her, back when they were only kids, hopelessly in love. He wants that back, now more than ever.
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Y/N comes back downstairs to see that Harry is already making dinner. He greets her with a wide smile and places a soft peck on her lips.
“Mmh, what's that smell?” She asks curiously, leaning on the counter in the kitchen and watching Harry move around confidently.
“You, I reckon.” He smirks. Y/N lightly shakes her head, failing to hide her smile. “I'm making you pasta, love.”
“Mmmh, my favourite.”
“I know.” Harry smiles proudly.
Harry lets her know how she can pick a wine if she wants, and where she can find some glasses. She of course doesn't miss the obvious fact that Harry has planned everything ahead. That certainly turns her on.
They eat in a comfortable silence, their ankles playfully tangling with one another. Harry does the dishes while Y/N takes a second in the living room to scroll through her phone. As soon as the kitchen is clean, Harry joins her on the couch. He lifts her legs, placing them on his lap and letting her lean into his side.
“Charlie was a little upset to leave.” Harry says all of a sudden. Y/N chuckles, knowing just how clingy that four-year-old is to his dad. She finds that unbelievably adorable.
“Is he going to be mad at us?” She asks, not knowing how to proceed. She doesn't want the cute and innocent little boy to dislike her in any way.
“Us? No. Me? Maybe. I haven't told him about us yet, don't want him to tell the whole class and make it awkward for you at work.” Harry explains causing Y/N to smirk and nod, loving that he cares that much.
“So what does he think we are?” Y/N pries.
“I've told him you are my friend and that I like you a whole lot.” Harry tells her, making her smile.
“A whole lot, huh?” Y/N giggles and wiggles her eyebrows. Harry flashes her a cheeky smile and runs his fingers through her hair. “Sounds like you have a little crush.” She teases.
“Hmm, kinda do. Can't help it though.” Harry admits and leans into her, planting a wet kiss on her cheek. Y/N squirms under his touch, silently letting him know that this is okay. Then, she dips her head slightly and closes her lips on his.
The kiss instantly deepens and Y/N quickly crawls into Harry's lap, getting a better angle to kiss him passionately. His hands rest on her hips and hold her in place as he slowly kisses his way down her neck. Y/N closes her eyes, taking in the touch and taste of Harry. God, he really does turn her on.
So far they hadn't had the opportunity to make out like this. It's all been dates outside of either of their homes and kisses over the console of his car or at her front door. Feeling her thighs on each side of him and her lips working his like it's her favourite pastime makes Harry understand how badly he wants this to work out.
She lets her arms drape around his neck as her mouth finds his again, this time kissing him hungrily. Her lips sloppily brush against his, her teeth leaving grazes against his already tender bottom lip. He's just as eager to make out with her as she is.
She eventually breaks away, though, just to reconnect with those green gems Harry calls his eyes. He gives her a warm smile and his thumbs run under her shirt.
“You are so beautiful, love. Always been.” Harry murmurs against her lips before going in for another kiss. The gesture takes her back to high school, them sharing kisses on her porch after he walked her home from school. Always ending with a tight hug and whispers that went something like this.
But she's not in high school anymore, and so are her urges. Now, she simply can't get enough of Harry, and by the feeling of a firm swelling in his pants, she knows he is affected as much as she. It's quite the ego boost.
Harry had spent many nights, imagining how his first time making love to her would go. Her legs wrapped around his waist, her heat deliciously dripping, his name leaving her lips in a quivering cry when they both reach the peak of their pleasure. But he always kept the fantasy bundled up in his mind, he knew that it was too soon for that. Not anymore, though, because Y/N makes it very clear to him that she wants him.
“Harry.” She whimpers and rolls her hips into his. Her core grinds against his crotch and she swears she could make herself come from this. Just humping his bulge will be enough to have her reeling.
“I'm taking that as your consent, love.” Harry murmurs, pecking her lips. But she doesn't reply, she just hums in agreement. Enough for Harry to lift the two of them up, causing her to squeal slightly. He carries her upstairs and drops her on the bed.
It's happening.
Harry climbs on top of her, pressing her down with his weight. His lips crash back on hers and she accepts his passionate kisses with just the same amount of passion. She tumbles her hands around his neck, making sure he stays exactly where he is right now.
After a few minutes of more intense making out, Harry needs to come up for air. His chest is rising and falling and his hair is a hot mess, Y/N giggles teasingly, running her fingers through it to arrange it neatly.
“You're gorgeous.” Harry utters and places a delicate kiss on her jaw, Y/N lets out a shaky breath. Her heart soars when Harry compliments her. Her chin tilts towards him, their mouths closing in for more sucking and licking and biting and tugging. “But I'm dying to know how gorgeous you are underneath all this.”
She can't help the blood that rushes to her cheeks, and she can hardly breathe. Harry reaches down, lifting her shirt over her head. He wastes no time as soon as the fabric passes over her body. He's sucking the skin at her shoulder with eagerness.
“Fuck.” She curses as his teeth nip into her, his lips brushing it so faintly as soon as there's the red and purplish proof he's marked her. For a moment he feels guilty, thinking it's inappropriate, but he can't help but want this. He wants to become one with her and claim her as his own.
Harry gently kneads her breast with his hands, eliciting an erotic moan from her. Y/N isn't shy about her body. Her hand reaches to her back and she unclasps her bra, pulling it off and letting her boobs bounce freely. Harry gulps at the sight, they are just as magnificent as he had imagined them a few years back.
Harry kisses his way down her upper body and without a second thought, takes a nipple into his mouth. The man toys with it with his tongue, making Y/N's centre burn with desire. She hisses at the warmth of his mouth sucking and licking and nibbling. He then moves over to the other nipple, giving it equal attention before Y/N groans and speaks up.
“Fuck, I- I can't take it any longer, Harry.” Y/N whimpers, feeling her core starting to pulsate. She needs him there and she needs it now.
“Tell me what you want then, love.” Harry husks, his cock painfully straining in his trousers.
“Touch me. Eat me out, lick me clean. I don't care, but for fuck's sake-“ She heaves, her hands roaming down to the lining of Harry's trousers.
He doesn't need to be told twice, within a few seconds he is standing next to the bed, tugging off her trousers with her panties. Before quickly stripping down, he catches her eye looking longingly at the obvious erection in his boxers. She has been waiting for this to happen.
Y/N smiles as she observes him, he is so beautiful to her. His every flaw is precious. Y/N sees how his veins are straining underneath the thin layer of his skin as his fists clench around his bed sheets. How those plump pink lips are slightly parted, allowing his rapid, ragged breathing to escape.
Harry palms himself through his briefs, stroking his erection while keeping his eyes focused on the woman beneath him. With her lying on his bed in all her beauty, legs spread, his name on her parted lips. She is truly the epitome of sheer loveliness.
Harry kneels down at the side of the bed before he wraps his arms around her thighs to pull her closer to the edge. “You sure, baby?” He asks once more, although Y/N has been very clear with what she wants.
“Positive.” She mutters and in less than a second, Harry gently presses his lips against her folds. Kissing all around her pussy but never quite touching the most intimate parts. This drives her insane and her hands reach out to tangle in his curls, pulling him closer to her center. “Please.” She whimpers needily.
Harry doesn't make her wait, instead, he runs one finger through her folds before spreading them apart as his tongue prods over the heated skin. A loud grunt escapes his lips when he realises how sweet she tastes. It's everything he could've imagined and more. He then gets to work, flicking his tongue over her clit expertly, making Y/N buck her hips in appreciation. She pants, trying not to explode from pleasure at the feeling.
His free hand slides up to her lower stomach to hold her down and withhold her from squirming too much. Her juices are escaping from inside her, soiling his lips and chin and the duvet. Harry just can't get enough. His thumb scratches at her pelvis and as Y/N looks down, she sees him bobbing up and down eagerly, his eyes closed shut as he devours her. She hisses at the obscene sight.
“Ah- f-fuck!” Y/N stutters out, Harry now digging his fingers into her and slightly curling them inside her, hitting her g-spot and bringing her closer to her orgasm. “Harry!” She warns, her eyes practically rolling back at how he licks her, but that doesn't make him stop, no, he speeds up even.
His lips are locked on her clit, sucking as his fingertips massage her inner walls and let her slick seep out. She can't keep her legs still if she tries, her toes are curling and her thighs are shaking.
“Mmmh.” Harry moans lowly, tasting her juices as they keep flowing, signalling she won't last a second longer. “Come for me, darling.” He releases for a split second only to murmur those words, causing her body to respond with a shattering climax.
“Oh-ffu-Harry!” Y/N cries out as the burning knot inside her undoes and explodes. It's nothing like she's ever felt before, men never really seemed to know how to satisfy her, but Harry is all it takes for her to let go and forget about all the bad sex she ever had. She gasps loudly, riding out her orgasm as he keeps working her gently with his fingers and mouth. “Jesus fuck.”
Her legs fall to her sides. Harry comes up and wipes his mouth clean, chuckling at how Y/N is gasping for air. Her chest heaving as she does her best to try and breathe. “Good?” He hums and kisses her collarbone as he awaits a response.
“Too good.” She chokes out a laugh as soon as she can catch her breath again. She reaches down to caress his cheek, causing him to glance up. “Need a taste.” She huffs, as her hand goes down to his cock. Harry smirks and stops her. Gaining her attention with a quirked brow, indicating she doesn't understand.
“I desperately want to be inside of you, and I won't be able to last as long as I plan to if your puffy lips would work their magic on my cock right now.” He tells her bluntly, keeping his lust-filled gaze on her. And honestly, that might've just been the sexiest thing anyone has ever told her. She gives him a coy nod before he props himself up. He pushes his boxers down his legs and hovers over her.
Harry reaches for his nightstand to grab a condom while Y/N finally has her tiny fingers wrapped around Harry's erect and dripping cock. It's long and hard, the tip glistening and soft. Her hand runs down his shaft, paying close attention to the pattern of those prominent veins. His big hand reaches for her wrist.
“Hate to stop you, love, but you'll be the death of me.” Harry breathes as he slowly rolls the condom down his shaft. Y/N smiles adoringly, holding back laughter. Harry shakes his head amused, glad he brings that same childlike chuckle to Y/N's face that he used to adore when they were younger.
Then Y/N's face changes to surprise as Harry wraps his arms around her upper body to place her further on the bed, her head now resting on his soft pillows. Harry takes his position above her and cups her chin as he gently kisses her.
“Are you ready for me?” He asks. His cock now directly at her entrance, he holds it with his hand, teasing her.
“Yes, H. Please, yes.” She eagerly replies. So Harry presses a firm kiss on her mouth as he carefully pushes himself in. Just the tip before he pulls back again, teasing her incredibly slowly. Y/N groans in annoyance but lets him. Instead, she circles her arms around his neck and lets her fingertips draw nonsensical doodles on his scalp.
Her eyes shut when he finally thrusts himself forward, inserting his cock fully and feeling her pussy clenching around him. At first, he moves slowly, deliberately waiting for the satisfying burn to fade. His palms are pressed flat next to her shoulders as he secures his balance above her. She just can't keep her moans inside, not when he fucks her with all the love in the world.
“Fuck.” Harry grits, noticing how tight she is. Y/N keeps her eyes closed and lets him take control, simply doing what she feels is right, and that is responding to Harry's pace and needs. She finds solace in his sweet scent and she's sure she's addicted to it from now on.
As his hips rock, he slips his tongue into her mouth. Y/N's walls clench around him as his pace picks up. Her slick dripping out of her, coating their inner thighs as he slowly dips in and out.
“Give me your leg.” He says as he taps his fingers on her right thigh. Y/N obediently pulls her leg up and Harry positions himself a bit differently, the tip of his cock hammering against her cervix, reaching spots she didn't know could feel so good.
He places her leg on his shoulder and holds it in place with his arm wrapped around her knee. The newfound angle allows him to fuck her deeper and Harry can't hold himself back anymore. He slams into her, she moans in pleasure when he picks up the pace, making their sweaty bodies become one.
“G-goddamn, love.” He grunts, loving how they move as one. The muscles of his abdomen tense up under his skin with every hard thrust he delivers, he simply can't bear to slow down his movement. Harry continues to rut in and out, bringing both of them higher.
His left-hand reaches down, pressing down on her pubic bone for extra stimulation as his thumb finds her clit. Harry then knows he won't last long. Feeling her pussy already milking his cock, he knows she is close too.
Y/N squeezes her eyes shut, feeling the butterflies in her stomach building up again as Harry hits her G-spot every time he slams back into her.
“H-Harry- shit.” Y/N pants rapidly. She can feel how her juices are dripping from her and covering Harry's dick, definitely creating a wet spot underneath her bum on the duvet. She rolls her eyes back. She can't hold out for much longer.
“Nghh, yeah? Come for me, again, baby.” Harry groans as his pace starts to get sloppy. Y/N loves how his brows furrow and his jaw tightens up every time he pushes in.
“Aah- I'm-“ She starts and her walls clench around him, squeezing his hard cock inside her as she comes. The sensation is too much for Harry to bear. His hot liquid explodes into the rubber as her warm pussy milks him.
“Mmph.” Harry moans and with the last bit of power in his limp body, he slowly rocks back and forth to ride out their orgasms until they both collapse, tired and sweating messes.
“God, I can't believe that just happened.” Y/N puffs as they lie next to each other for a few moments. Harry hums, rolling to her side and pulling out of her in the process. Y/N catches his glance, seeing how his green eyes look like they shine even in the dark, love and affection radiating from them.
“I finally had sex with the girl of my dreams.” He murmurs, scooting a bit closer as Y/N feels him reach to her hand to twine their fingers together. She giggles at his sweetness before opening her mouth to speak.
“I now understand why you didn't want Charlie here today.” She remarks, earning a playful look from Harry. She brings her fingers up to brush the hair off his forehead. “I love you.” Y/N suddenly utters, surprising herself. “I mean it.”
“I love you too.” Harry says without a second thought before placing his wet lips on hers. It's not like they hadn't said I love you to each other when they were younger, but adult I love you's are different, stronger, more meaningful. Y/N grins, nudging her nose against his cheek and pecking his lips.
“We should do something about the stickiness, shouldn't we?” Harry says running his finger on the inside of her thigh. Y/N chuckles as she nods her head in agreement, slightly ashamed but just couldn't care less right now. She's happy, Harry's happy and that's all that matters.
Harry picks her up from the bed again, gaining another squeal as he carries her to the bathroom. They hop in the shower and their touches remain gentle. Just soft kisses and long glances. Once they're all washed up, they slide back between the sheets in an after-sex, shower-fresh bliss.
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yn.ln ugh i know we are unstoppable
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taylorswift you are so so amazing!
user1 anyone else notice how everyone has posted the usual pics for the instagram posts but charlie is only posting him and yn together (and ofc taylor)
↳ user2 their chemistry a bit too good 🧐
↳ user3 IF THEY GOT TOGETHER I WOULD GO FERAL
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user4 taylor told u how to get the girl… you acted out how you get the girl… now you have to go get the girl!!!!
walker.scobell man gets cast as the villain in MY show and now HE gets the music video with his celeb crush 🙄
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Hey sweetheart, I have this idea about cop!Ellie and cop!reader I've never shared bc I'm so shy to ask, but if you are open to write about it here it is.(sorry if something doesn't make sense inglish is not my first lenguage)
Well Ellie and reader are work partners and they don't really like each other because Ellie is kinda mean?(she is the director btw) but there's a tension between them anyways. So they have a night shift together and on the way in the car the reader begins to flirt, like touching ellie's thigh, and she stops in a field and fucks the reader brains out<33
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This took forever but I hope I did your idea justice!
a/n: sorry I haven’t written anything in so long, life is crazy
Ellie x reader
Wc: 3k (roughly)
Minors dni 🔞 (I will jump through your screen and poke you in the eyes I stg)
CWs: police officer! Ellie and reader, play girl Ellie, fem reader, cop stuff idk, enemies to lovers (ish?), thigh riding, overstim, oral (r! receiving), fingering (r! receiving), multiple orgasms
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As a small town cop things rarely became dangerous, so on the rare occasion things did go awry no one was really prepared. You got a call about a car speeding through town at about 90 miles an hour. It quickly becomes a chase with Williams at the wheel. Before she even starts catching up to the car you both begin bickering on what roads to take to catch up and who can read the license plate better. The world becomes a blur as the car picks up speed, the roaring of the engine and the sound of the sirens make it hard to hear anything.
You attempt to shout over the noise, “Williams we might be able to catch them if we take-”
“Shutthefuckup I know what I’m doing!” She yells back even louder, more irritated because you dared tell her what to do. She didn’t even let you finish and she missed the turn that would have taken you ahead of the car to block their path.
“Williams we’re gonna lose ‘em.” You couldn’t convince her, you’re not sure anyone could have. The car takes a sudden turn and she misses it, she quickly reverses and turns down the dirt road only for the car to disappear from sight. She tries to make a few turns but it’s useless, these roads went in every direction with thick woods surrounding them. Even townies got lost in there.
She slows the car down eventually coming to a stop in the middle of the road and quietly mutters “Fuck.” under her breath.
“Maybe you should have listened to the directional advice from someone who was fucking born here instead of trying to do everything yourself.” You can’t help but notice you scolded her like a primary school teacher, but she makes it so hard when she acts like this.
“Please I don’t need a fucking ‘I told you so’ talk right now.” She huffs.
“I hope you know this is completely your fault, I can’t fucking believe-”
“I swear to god if you keep talking I’m going to kick you out of this goddamn car.” She turns and looks at you straight in the eye, challenging you. Her tone is eerily calm. You narrow your gaze but say nothing, turning to look straight ahead. And with that she drives you both back to the station, defeated with only half of the criminal's license plate.
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Patrol partners are supposed to be friends- Or at least friend-ly. That’s what anyone would assume, you have to spend every day together, not getting along would just result in various inconvenient miscommunications and misunderstandings.
Yeah, well you weren’t that lucky. Your patrol partner is Ellie Williams aka “Williams” according to her various male coworkers. Her female coworkers tended to lean more towards nicknames like “whore” or “slut” considering she hooked up with a couple of them and then acted like she barely knew them at work the next day and did it all over again. She had to start finding hookups outside the station last month because all her go-tos had refused her unless she wanted something serious. On top of that the few that she got with turned the rest of the girls against her, all she had left was you and all the guys at the station- and you didn’t really count since you were forced to be with her. This meant recently she was particularly irritable considering she couldn’t find a lot- if any- women to relieve any of her tension, so patrolling with her for the past 30 days has been hell.
On a more positive note it made gossiping with your coworkers over coffee the best part of your day. They would talk about their hookups which would inevitably lead back to shit talking Williams- which you would enthusiastically participate in considering how she treated you on the job. However they all agreed that they tolerated it for as long as they did because the sex was good. And you believed them because they had to put up with some crazy bullshit from her. A tiny part of you yearned for them to explain just how good it was, but you’d never ever give in to that curiosity.
Williams- on the rare occasion she would say anything- was mean, she would make snide comments all the time no matter what task you were taking on. She had some sort of superiority complex because she was- admittedly- very good at her job. She had transferred from some big city to your small town station and she had much more experience. She was incredibly skilled at taking people down when she needed to. However, compared to her old job, barely anything happens here. When something did happen she would insist on taking over the task almost every single time, the only thing she couldn’t trump you in was de-escalation. She was terrible at communication and that was most of the job. Calls would mostly be noise complaints or welfare checks, so you took the lead for those and it drove her crazy. She couldn’t stand being inferior to anyone, especially on the job. So you were squabbling constantly.
And for some reason tonight she was in a particularly bad mood. You’re stationed on the side of the road, keeping watch for anyone disobeying any road safety laws and Williams is silent. Not particularly unusual, but her body language was odd, she was weirdly tense. She sat fidgeting with her hands, picking at her cuticles, occasionally glancing up if she heard a car. Nothing in you wanted to show you cared at all for her, because you didn’t, but at this point you were so bored you didn’t care if you started one of your usual squabbles.
“Something wrong Williams?” You tentatively ask.
“ ‘m fine, just tired.” she says, still not glancing up.
“You seem offly tense for a tired person.” You try to push her a bit.
She finally looks up at you, her expression remaining neutral “Considering your observations, you really think now’s a good time to test me sweetheart?” God you hated when she called you that, she refused to refer to you by your last name, always resorting to some condescending nickname.
You roll your eyes, just as you were about to respond a staticky voice interrupts, asking for anyone available for a call about a noise complaint about two minutes away. Ellie picks up the walkie and calls in saying she could take it and starts the car.
You drive there in silence and to no one’s surprise it’s Mrs. Taylor. She frequently calls at night whenever she hears her teenage neighbors so much as talk loud enough for her to hear. And every time she would make you both walk over to them and ask them to quiet down.
This time though when you got out of the car you could hear muffled music coming from the neighbor’s all the way from Mrs. Taylor’s lawn. You walk up to her door, Williams following silently, and knock gently a couple of times. You hear soft shuffling, a lock clicking and then the door opens revealing the grumpy old woman’s tired face. She’s wearing a long dusty pink robe, striped pajama pants and ratty slippers, clearly she had been recently woken up by the noise.
“Hello Mrs. Taylor.” You smile politely.
“Hello dear.” She smiles back at you, but falters for a moment when she spots your partner, refusing to acknowledge her presence. She used to babysit all the kids in the neighborhood, you were always her favorite. She treated everyone else like they were some sort of pest, especially outsiders.
“Neighbors bothering you again?” You already knew the answer, but you felt the need to be polite.
“I can’t sleep with all that ruckus, rotten children they are. Too bad too, they used to be the sweetest when they were little.” She shook her head.
“Alright we’ll get it all sorted out, you can go back to bed.” You nod your head.
The old woman smiles before reaching forward and pinching your cheek while saying “You’re so good to me dear. Come over for dinner some time so I can make it up to you.”
“Just doing my job ma'am.” You reassure her.
“Well, goodnight. Call me tomorrow morning and we’ll sort something out.” She begins shuffling backwards, and grabs the door handle.
“Good night Mrs. Taylor.” You wave at her and she closes the door.
“God you’re unbelievable.” Ellie scoffs from behind you.
“What?” you turn around to face her.
“Would it kill you to be nice to me like that once in a while?” For the life of you you could not figure out where this was coming from.
“You have to earn it.” You retort, while beginning to walk to the neighbors house. Ellie just huffs and jogs a bit to catch up to you, god forbid you get ahead of her in any way.
You make your way to the house, the bass rattling your teeth by the time you're on the front stoop. Ellie takes her usual spot behind you and you knock loudly, bashing your fist against the door. Hopefully someone hears so you don’t have to make a scene, they weren’t bad kids. Sure enough the music turns off and the door opens slowly revealing a set of scared, round eyes.
“Hey Kelly.” You knew her well from the past complaints, she was pretty polite especially for a teenager. The poor girl was practically shaking. “You probably know why we’re here.” She nods slowly. “Ok, so just do us a favor and turn your music down so we don’t get another call from Mrs. Taylor alright?” you say gently, knowing when you’re in uniform everything about you was intimidating enough without you having to yell.
“Th-that’s it?” She asks, her whole body shaking with adrenaline at this point.
“Yup, just make sure this doesn’t happen again. Shouldn’t have the volume that high anyway, it’s bad for your hearing.” You smile, “Probably don’t want to go deaf by the time you’re 20.”
Kelly just nods again “O-ok thank you. We’ll keep it down, promise.”
“Alright have a good night, stay out of trouble.” You turn away and Ellie does the same.
The walk back to the car is silent except for the steady hum of cicadas. You’re about to put your seatbelt on when Ellie says “So what do I have to do?”
You pause your movements, “What?”
“What do I have to do to earn it?” When you still look confused she elaborates “You being nice to me. What do I have to do to earn that?”
“I don’t know. With the way you treat me it’s almost like you enjoy me being mean to you.” You let out a dry laugh.
She slowly leans towards you, “Oh, I do.” She says, her tone changing completely, her voice becomes raspy and deep, almost like a whisper and a smirk tugs at her lips. “I love making you mad, but something tells me you’re even more delightful when you’re all sweet like that.”
“Williams what-” She leans even closer, inches away from your face and suddenly you forgot everything that wasn’t Ellie. You couldn’t utter a word if you tried.
“Tell me.” Her eyes flicker from yours to your lips. “What.” Her lips are so close you can almost feel her words. “To do.” You let out a sigh and give in, abandoning all logic you press your lips against hers. She stiffens but then her hands automatically move to cup your jaw so she can deepen the kiss. Her tongue swipes across your lips, inviting them to open. You can’t really move, unable to completely process what’s happening. She’s so warm and soft and everything you didn’t expect.
She starts making her way down to your neck, exploring your reactions as she kisses and sucks at the sensitive skin. A small whimper escapes from your lips, and Ellie is sure she’s never heard something more intoxicating.
“Williams-” She finds a particular spot behind your ear that causes you to let out a quiet moan, making you forget how to speak for a moment.
“W-we can’t do this here, you know that.” She stops and moves her head to meet your gaze.
“You’re right, we should probably find someplace where we don’t run the risk of teenagers or Mrs. Taylor finding us.” That wasn’t what you meant but it was probably the first time she had ever agreed with you the entire time you’ve been partners.
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She pulls off the road into a field and as soon as she parks she immediately starts where she left off. Somehow she knew exactly how to reduce you to a whimpering mess in mere moments. In between kisses she whispers “Take off your belt.” Her tone was so sure and dominant it sent a wave of arousal straight to your center. You do as she says, you forgot you had put on your utility belt for the call, but she clearly took note. You try not to move too much as she continues marking up your skin. She stops again, “Now get in the back.” She doesn’t wait for your response before taking her own utility belt off, leaving it in the front seat and opening her door. It was a little more work in a patrol car considering there were bars separating the front and backseat, but at this point neither of you cared much.
Ellie is first to sit down in the back and shut the door behind her, you do the same and crawl over to straddle her lap. “You feelin a little eager, sweetheart?” She looks at you with that obnoxious smirk on her face, but this time it didn’t annoy you as much as it usually did. You kiss the grin off her face before moving to her neck, listening to her little sighs and moans as you press your lips to her soft skin. The noises she’s making send arousal straight to your aching center and you begin to grind down on her lap, desperate for some kind of relief. She starts taking off your belt with trembling, eager fingers and throws it off to the side. You reach for hers as she untucks your shirt and begins unbuttoning it as quickly as she could, leaving you in your tank top. Your lips meet hers and the kisses grow hungrier by the second, each of you becoming more and more eager to undress the other.
As you begin to unfasten Ellie’s shirt she sighs in frustration, “Jesus christ all these fucking layers are driving me crazy.”
You laugh and say in between kisses, “Gotta make you work for it Williams.” With that she rips off your tank top, and immediately begins groping your breasts over your bra. You moan into her mouth and begin to grind down onto her even harder. Ellie notices and spreads her legs a bit, moving your leg in between hers so you were straddling her thigh. Relief rushes through you as you lower down onto her muscular thigh and begin moving your hips back and forth. She reaches behind you to unclasp your bra leaving your top half bare for her. She can’t resist breaking the kiss to move her focus to your chest, taking your nipple in her mouth with a satisfied hum. A soft whine escapes your lips as her warm tongue circles your sensitive nipples. Her hands have a steady hold on your hips, encouraging you to move against her thigh, harder and faster. Yours have found a home in her hair, tugging harder and harder as your pleasure builds on itself causing Ellie to groan as arousal begins to pool in her boxers.
“Get up.” Ellie commands in a hoarse whisper that sends butterflies straight to your cunt. You climb off her and lean against the car door. The sight of you in the dim moonlight, topless with spread legs and unzipped pants, a fucked out expression on your face almost has Ellie coming right then and there. She unties your shoes and gently removes them, before grabbing the hem of your pants and tugging them down in one swift motion. She crawls between your legs and wraps her arms around each of your thighs, gently kissing a path to your dripping cunt. A wet spot had formed on your panties causing your face to become hot from embarrassment, but Ellie seemed to have a different reaction “God you’re so beautiful, it’s driving me crazy.” She begins teasing you over the fabric of your underwear, running her fingers up and down your slit. A whimper escapes your lips as a silent plea for more, but she continues teasing. She finally pulls the fabric of your underwear to the side and takes a moment before gently blowing on your soaked folds.
“Please-” you manage to whimper as the cool air from Ellie’s lips hits your warm center sending a pleasurable shock through you. You would expect for her to make you beg for it, but she immediately obliged, licking a line from your dripping entrance to your clit. You gasp and grip on to her hair, searching for anything to hold on to as pleasure overwhelms every one of your senses. Ellie groans at the feeling as she begins gently licking at your clit, teasing you. The sound sends vibrations through your lower body and you moan at the feeling, now losing any control you had over the volume of your voice. She begins moving her tongue in circles over your sensitive bud as she teases your entrance with a slender finger. You let out the loudest moan yet, encouraging Ellie to plunge her finger further inside you. It slides in easily, arousal practically coating your thighs at this point. Suddenly she hits the spot causing a desperate whiny “Oh fuck,” To escape from your swollen lips as you clench lightly around her finger. She adds a second, the feeling of her two fingers causes a satisfying amount of pressure to fill your cunt. She hits a spot that you swear sends white light through your closed eyes and keeps hitting it with every rough, slow thrust of her fingers. Your hips begin to move, trying to get her to fuck you harder but she only pins your down by your waist with her free hand forcing you to endure her painful pace. “Ellie,” you whine, “please- I-“ you cut yourself off with a moan.
“What do you need sweetheart?” She pauses briefly to look at your fucked out expression and your arousal has dropped all the down her chin. The very sight almost does you in.
“Please,” you beg her in hopes she’ll spare you the humiliation of asking her.
“Mm mm,” she lightly shakes her head “words baby.” That was a much better nickname, the way she said baby made your cunt flutter around her fingers
“P-please-” you sigh before finishing “-fuck me harder pleasee.” You think that’s probably the most pathetic you’ll ever sound but Ellie obeys. She sucks your puffy clit into her mouth, swirling her tongue around the hypersensitive nub before moving her fingers faster. She picks up speed until you can’t think about anything but Ellie’s mouth and fingers. The pace was practically inhuman, you tilt your head back as a silent scream rips it’s way through you before you moan “fffuuckk,” in a high pitched tone. She continues moving her hands rapidly in and out of you curling them at just the right angle. You begin to flutter around her fingers and she knew you were close.
“Almost there baby?” All you can do in response in moan, she has you practically incapacitated. She giggled a little “Good, come for me.” As her words reached your ears your pleasure finally hit it’s peak. You begin writing against Ellie’s fingers as you roughly clench down on them. Your pleasure rips through you in overwhelming waves, moans uncontrollably leaving your lips as Ellie’s fingers continue their brutal pace. She doesn’t let up though, she keeps going as your clit grows more and more sensitive. You tug at her hair but she doesn’t move, she continues as your hips begin bucking against her arm that was pinning you down.
“Ellie it’s too much I can’t-”
“You can take one more can’t you sweetheart?” She asks sweetly as she fucks your sensitive hole with no mercy. You just nod and she continues sucking and licking at your clit, occasionally moaning which only enhanced the overwhelming pleasure. This time you were more tightly wound up and faster. It didn’t take long before you approached the edge again, the feeling twice as intense. You almost worry as it begins to build and build, just as you thought you had reached your peak it kept going. You finally topple over the edge as Ellie’s teeth lightly graze your clit, the feeling sending you into overdrive. You tugs Ellie’s hair harder than you ever had before as you make a mess all over the seats and Ellie’s mouth and fingers. She laps it all up contently, actually backing down when you pushed her away this time. She leans back into her knees and tries to catch her breath.
A smirk grows on your face as you begin leaning towards her, “it’s your turn.”
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Idrk how I feel about this but at least I finished it 😀👍
Reblogs and notes are always appreciated and encouraged 💕‼️
Hopefully I will start updating more but I can’t really promise anything lmao
#ellie williams#the last of us 2#ellie tlou#ellie x reader#ellie x you#ellie x fem reader#ellie smut#ellie williams smut#ellie williams x reader#ellie x y/n#cop! Ellie Williams
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not a req but i was js thinking: imagine the boys w a famous s/o (could be an actor, sports, wtv) and like they see an edit of their s/o on tiktok or sum and they show their s/o like “LOOK. ITS U. THE LOVE OF MY LIFE”
idk man this was so random lol but what do u think they would be like if smth like that happened
You say "not a req" and yet I will TREAT IT AS A REQ
The 141 with a Famous Spouse: Edits.
TW: Some NSFW stuff under the cut (m!masturbation).
You and Simon/John/Johnny/Kyle have been very private about your relationship. Both a mix of you being in the public's eye and his career, it just makes sense to keep it secretive. He doesn't even *tell* anyone he's married and you never say his name in public, only ever referring to him as 'my husband' in interviews, leaving your fans to wonder.
John: I think John isn't as active on social media to find edits easily... But there was that one time where he watched an online interview of yours on youtube and they had you reacting to fanfiction and edits and he did a quick google search and... That man will 100% download every tiktok with an edit of yours he can find, so he can watch them in the field when there's no reception. One time he texts you a link to one he particularly loves and adds: "Look at how talented your fans are. They somehow make me love you more with each one of these I find."
Simon: You'd never expect it but he *loves* to watch your interviews on tv/online, and read the tweets whenever something relating to you goes viral. It's only a matter of time until he stumbles across edits. And, let me tell you, he's not even shy about it. He'll watch them while you're both at home lounging. You'll just hear some music coming from his phone and then your own voice reciting that one line from that one interview that one time. "Are you watching videos of me when I'm literally lying on top of you?" "Yes I am. They're very well edited."
Kyle: Boy has known of edits being a thing for ages, watches them for other actors and athletes, so why would he not watch them of their spouse? He especially loves the ones where they ship you with some other celebrity you posed with one time after a movie premiere or a song release or what have you. Like, he cackles at them, knowing your fans are so clueless, he's so proud of himself for 'bagging' you... Sometimes he turns the phone over for you to see them and you always groan at the shit-eating grin on his face. "You're cheating on me with that actor, huh?" He always jokes.
Johnny: Is an ABSOLUTE degenerate. He'll be watching those borderline NSFW edits of you. He's not ashamed about it. Sometimes he jerks off to them too. The man has you on his bed more often than not and yet somehow he still finds time to rub one out to an edit of you in a movie/music video/interview/red carpet and the dirtiest, filthiest song lyrics overtop. He'll also lose it if it includes a scene from that one time you were wearing something sheer, showing off your whole body. The one time you caught him, you heard him murmur a "God, I'm so fuckin' lucky to have ye." under his breath while watching the same edit on repeat.
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彡 STRAW HAT PIRATES SPORTS AU
parings: straw hats x gn!reader, chopper x platonic!reader
zai says: my best idea ever brain funk lasted me a good 2 days and im FREE (im probably lying) i wanna split this into parts for the one shots but for now hcs!! no brook bc i literally couldn’t think of a sport for him maybe i’ll fit him in later idk 🧍🏾♀️
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˗ˏˋMONKEY D. LUFFY- football (soccer) player
the type of person to just randomly meet his s/o somewhere, he’s either completely drunk or just extremely sober but he’s just crazy asf as is
when he meets you n you have no idea who he is he doesn’t remind you but he sees no reason to, he just introduces himself like normal and rolls with it
and if you don’t keep up with sports whatsoever you would have no idea you’re dating a football player and his friends would think it’s absolutely hilarious
he would teach you all about football and he even plays it with you from time to time, lots of pitty goals coming your way
i don’t think he’ll make a big deal out of telling you who he is he just randomly says it when he has a game/match and he asks you to come if you’re free
you kissing him after his games would be his favorite thing ever, he hoists you up by your thighs n smiles into the kiss
he gives you the biggest smile when you say that you’re proud of him when he wins, and even if he lost you would still be proud of him
˗ˏˋRORONOA ZORO- fencing
i don't see him falling in love with a rival i fear he would be too focused on climbing the ranks
au where kuina is alive bc i said so, but zoro still aspires to chase after her she is the best there is period and when he beats her he knows that he made it so far he has yet to beat her but he swears he’ll get there
he probably meets you at a fencing match or at a bar, either way where he meets you he doesn’t really flirt at first he just acknowledges you n it becomes something from there
peak situationship, you have no idea what you are when he actually does start flirting with you and takes you out on dates, and don’t let him talk about fencing either he can talk about it for hours and it manages to put a smile on his face
he always asks when you’re free whenever he has a match, he wants you to be there whether he wins or loses
there would be one crushing loss that gets to him and he holds you close to him and you stay like that for a while and you can tell he’s clearly upset, he pulls away from you mumbling something about getting his stuff
kuina passes by him and simply ruffles his hair saying how you’re a keeper and he brushes her off
kuina actually adores you she likes how you keep him grounded and encourages him to keep going, she sees him as a little brother and she’s glad he found someone like you
˗ˏˋNAMI- tennis player
totally played in college on a full-ride scholarship, the girl had to get her money's worth!!
richest tennis player simply because of her skill
au where belle-mère is alive because i said so, but nami often talks about her and nojiko in her interviews, belle-mère is so proud of her she’s always bragging about nami to anyone who will listen (literally anyone who stops by her tangerine farm bc she forces them to)
i see her falling in love with an opponent on the court, the bickering the two of you would have would go from a rivalry to slight flirtatious interactions to just straight flirting and everyone can see it
the tension would be at its peak during a championship game, the two of y’all would be in the finals, winner takes all type shit
nami says “i’ll take you out when i win, you know to help you get over your loss”
if she wins you let her take you out, if you win you let her take you out regardless which just intensifies her crush on you when you actually agree to go in the date
tennis power couple, the moment y’all debut in a doubles match it’s over for the world
˗ˏˋUSOPP- track and field
oh he’s totally a track star ik y’all see the way he be running
i see him running the 100, 200, and dabbling in long jump
he probably meet you while out on the town or at a meet, if you’re competing for another team and he ends up running against you or your teammate he shows off to impress you, if he meets you while he’s out and a bout he just tells you about himself casually
he would love going on little artistic dates, or he’ll buy the paint stuff and y’all can paint at his house while binging y’all’s favorite show
meet days are long asf for him once he gets back he’s immediately asleep, he tries (emphasis on tries) to text you when he gets home but once he brushes his teeth and puts his bonnet on, and his head hits that pillow oh he’s out like a light
he will never shut up about the 4 x 4 and how much he despises it, and if you don’t get it he takes you to a track and has you run a full 400m y’all now hate it together it’s a couples thing <3
if you’re there to cheer him in at his meets he actually falls in love with you like he wants to marry you and would propose to you on the spot if he could
the days after his meets he loves having lazy days with you and doing absolutely nothing, just holding you in his arms and relaxing is all he needs
˗ˏˋSANJI VINSMOKE- baseball player
he’s totally a baseball player i mean look at that waist ( we gon ignore the fact that he refuses to use his hands for anything besides cooking)
he’s totally a flirtatious player half of the time it’s unintentional bc that’s just how he is a natural gentleman
i see him asking a sports reporter for their number while they’re interviewing him, i see him enjoying the chase so if they brush him off he would be persistent flirting with you
him making sure you see his games, and he would flirt with you constantly if you’re there to recap the games
when he somehow gets you to agree to go out with him he’s actually over the moon, he treats you so well i’m talkin pressin a kiss to the back of your hand, opening doors for you all that jazz
when y’all start dating he’s still the same person, he flirts with you like he hasn’t won the chase a terrible romantic trulay
˗ˏˋTONY TONY CHOPPER [platonic]- athletic trainer student aide
student aide to an athletic trainer, he would probably be a prodigy too so they sitting here thinking he in college and he is but he’s like fucking 15
the team sees him as a little brother they all adore him and if they get scolded by him bc they wasn’t doing what they was supposed to do to let their injuries heal they so sad they disappointed him
you’re probably on the sports team he’s an aide too n he just naturally floated to you, he hangs out with you outside of the sports team and he sees you as an older sibling
if you need any help training he’d love to help you but if you make him work out with you he’s tapping and switching to moral support
if you get an injury he’s even harsher with you when you don’t listen he’s like “im not above putting my hands on people” whole time he not but he on the verge of slapping you so hard you gon have to be back in his office bc of the slap
makes you buy him lunch all thee time, for an athletic trainer aide he’s in love with sweets and you find it strange
˗ˏˋNICO ROBIN- volleyball player
#team mom
her volleyball team actually adores her
she’s been player of the year for her team, her conference, and in her league
i see her being the ace of her team, bringing them points home and someone her team can depend on to carry em home
but her practicing late one night and you walkin into the gym to do whatever maybe set up for media day or clean up, anyways you would catch her mid jump serve and it’s totally love at first sight for you i mean it’s robin like
she would smile at you and ask if you play volleyball
if you do she’ll hit some serves to you and if you’re down for it she’ll have a 1v1 practice match against you
if not she’ll be happy to teach you, hits you with the engulfing you and guiding your body with her hands
y’all would play together around the same time for the next few days and she asks you on a date and you ofc agree
˗ˏˋCYBORG FRANKY - athletic trainer for a hockey team
his team actually adores him like “big bro” franky in effect
i see him as an athletic trainer for a college team but he could also work for pros too!
if he works for a college team he totally cries when the seniors graduate, and if they go pro he makes sure to at least go to one of their games if he can
they’re always in his office even if they aren’t injured, when they don’t have class ( or anything to do ) some of his athletes just go to his office and talk to him about whatever
i see franky as a blind date guy nami probably sets one up for him and he meets you, he talks to you for a little while and he knows he’s into you
he could be in his office talking to you on the phone when his athletes catch him smiling at his phone too hard, or they notice how he’s in a better mood they totally tease him for it (he got that good team chemistry)
he’s so blindly in love with you too, if you don’t know anything about hockey he teaches you and if he has to teach you how to skate as well he literally never leaves your side he got his body around you as he shows you how to hit the puck with the stick
he also gives the best massages like any sore spots you had will be immediately gone
˗ˏˋJINBE - karate fighter
he screams olympian he truly do don’t he
anyways he’s well respected in his craft, it’s clear he loves what he does and he puts his all into karate
he’s such a smooth gentleman too, his flirt attempts would be subtle but they would be able to knock you off your feet like damn
him flirting with you while you wrap his wounds and it’s like this man?? and he’s so sweet with it
he’s the old timer with the lovey partner who was supporting him from the beginning, you was there when he had nothing to when he was winning championship titles
even though he’s gotten older he’s still got it, people love meeting him bc he’s such a sweetheart and he gives the best hugs ever, runs his own dojo maybe and he teaches people karate
when you stop by because he “forgot his lunch” he always thanks you with a kiss, you know he leaves it on purpose and he knows that you know but he keeps doing it anyways for a kiss
#one piece x reader#luffy x reader#zoro x reader#nami x reader#usopp x reader#sanji x reader#chopper x platonic!reader#robin x reader#franky x reader#cyborg franky x reader#jinbei x reader#one piece x you#one piece fluff#one piece headcanons#monkey d luffy x reader#roronoa zoro x reader#sanji vinsmoke x reader#nico robin x reader#luffy x y/n#luffy x you#zoro x y/n#zoro x you#sanji x y/n#sanji x you#nami x y/n#nami x you#usopp x you#usopp x y/n#nico robin x you#nico robin x y/n
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I’m bored and procrastinating so let me spout my rid2015!smokebee propaganda at y’all please just hear me out
Now y’all maybe wondering “why are you specifying rid2015?? Smokescreen was only in TFP, bro doesn’t exist in rid2015–” EXACTLY! Smokescreen wasn’t in rid2015 so most of the stuff made for the ship is for them in TFP but that’s not what I’m trying to sell y’all on
I’m trying to sell y’all on the idea that — if Smokescreen was in rid2015, he would be in a relationship with Bee — hence the specification
Now what y’all are probably asking is “why????”
Well that’s what this post is for!! First off:
The Shenanigans
Idk if y’all remember but Smokey was the silliest bot on Team Prime, easily the most immature mf in the main cast (other than Miko) — now try to tell me without lying to my face that he wouldn’t fit in perfectly with the goofy goobers the make up Team Bee??
He would definitely see himself in Sideswipe and try to bond with him thru pranks and goofing off while also trying to guide him into avoiding the same mistakes he made (ex. Hard Knocks)
He probably makes Strongarm feel conflicted cuz his reckless personality clashes with her image of what an “Elite Guardsman” would act like, but I think Smokescreen would just try to get her to loosen up a bit while not bickering with her unlike what Sideswipe and her usually do
Upon seeing Grimlock he’d immediately go “HOLY SCRAP ARE YOU A DINOBOT!?!?!”, he thinks Grim is so cool and really wants to spar with him
He probably sees Arcee in the way Drift acts and respects him a lot just based on that alone, though he knows it’s gonna take time for him to earn that respect back from Drift (I LOVE HIS CHARACTER GROWTH IN PRIME AND I WILL KEEP THAT IN THIS SILLY LITTLE IDEA OF MINE, HE DID GET BETTER AND I HATE IT WHEN PEOPLE IGNORE THAT JUST CUZ THEY FIND HIM ANNOYING)
He’s probably not met much minicons so he’s not used to them, but I can see him having a good friendship with Fixit and being very nice to Jetstorm and Slipstream
He takes one look at Russell, turns to Bee and says “do you have a thing for human kids with brown hair and names starting with R??” Other than that I think he vibes with Russell and Denny well
As for his dynamics with the Decepticons — he’d be making constant quips, he’d make fun of all of them immediately like a robot alien version of Spider-Man — after previously fighting against Megatron himself he cannot take any of the furries of rid2015 seriously
The Fluff
Look at me. Like seriously look at me. Look into my eyes and imagine with me for a sec.
Bee and Smokey learning how to work with each other in the field again, reminiscing about the rare good memories during the war
Bee infodumping about Earth culture to him while Smokey just listens while looking at him with borderline heart eyes
I think Bee really likes physical affection and words of affirmation so randomly Smokey will just hug Bee when they’re in the scrapyard and will compliment him when he does well at leading and mentoring the others cuz he knows that shit ain’t easy (again, he sees himself and Sideswipe and realizes “damn I really was annoying holy scrap I’m so sorry”)
I HC that Smokey can still move his doorwings like he and Bee did in TFP, so whenever he sees Bee and gets excited his flap up and down (I know this is purely self indulgent BUT IN MY DEFENSE THIS ENTIRE POST IS ME BEING SELF INDULGENT, THIS FANDOM IS ALREADY DEAD AS HELL I’D BE SURPRISED IF ANYONE EVEN READS THIS FAR INTO THIS POST, LET ME BE SELF INDULGENT IN PEACE)
When either of them get bad days where they just keep thinking about the war, they do their best to comfort each other thru it cuz, unlike the rest of the team, they were both there for most of the late-war-shit together on Earth — and for the stuff that Smokey wasn’t there for, he just listens and makes sure Bee knows that he’ll always be there for him
The shock of the team finding out that Bee has a partner is amazing and it could happen in so many ways (if y’all wanna see one of my interpretations on how this could go you could check out my fanfic: Old Recruit on AO3)
The team seeing their usually serious team leader be partners with this unserious constant-joker of a bot stores a lot of cute potential stories in it that no one is writing about — like come on guys I want Bee trying to be serious in the scrapyard but then Smokey just hugs him from behind out of nowhere and Bee just has to process it for a sec cuz touch starvation go brrrr while the rest of them is like :O
The Angst
While this section is mainly Smokey focused more than smokebee focused, I’m still adding it cuz this still falls under the “what if smokescreen was in rid2015” idea
Smokey definitely has claustrophobia and a hatred for being restrained in anyway from the TFP (waking up captive on a Decepticon ship after being knocked out, Knockout restraining him on his operating table while he tears the Omega Key from inside his body, being stuck with a dying Optimus in a cramped cave for a while panicking cuz holy shit Optimus, his #1 hero, is fucking dying) so any mission that requires going into a cave or dark & cramped area is gonna cause him to freak out — but of course he wouldn’t actually admit that until it’s too late and he’s having a breakdown in a cave cuz he didn’t want to let his “stupid irrational fear to ruin a mission”
Same goes with Bee and his fears — I touched on this a bit earlier, but Bee & Smokey definitely have some days where they’re gonna feel off and they can’t get the war out of their heads — and those days are gonna be the worst cuz most of the team outside of maybe Drift won’t really understand it
Smokey is gonna have some feelings about Optimus coming back and Bee not telling him immediately — while this isn’t the first time Optimus died and came back to him, last time it was for a few seconds, this was for THREE WHOLE YEARS — he’s still gonna be happy that he’s back, it’s just gonna take awhile longer for him to be ok with it than the others (the way that Ratchet is immediately ok with Optimus coming back out of nowhere in rid!2015 was weird to me so I’m fixing that with Smokey)
While he loves giving Bee physical affection, he hates unwarranted touching from anyone else, specifically stuff like pats or punches on the back (Alpha Trion when I get you Alpha Trion Alpha Trion when I get you Alpha Trion Alpha Trion when I get you Alpha Trion Alpha—)
For a potential angsty introduction to Smokey in rid2015: He doesn’t meet up with Team Bee until the finale episode on Cybertron, where he’s being mind controlled by The High Council to capture them (I’m a sucker for brainwashing/mind control/hypnotism plots so I need to understand how BADLY I WANTED THIS TO HAPPEN IN THE SHOW IT WOULD’VE BEEN SO COOL)
That’s all I can think of for now, I just love these funky big robos a lot and I’m currently smashing their faces together like a kid with 2 Barbie dolls in my mind, hope y’all enjoyed reading <3
#tfp#rid 15#rid 2015#rid15#rid2015#tf rid 2015#tf rid15#transformers rid2015#transformers robots in disguise#robots in disguise 2015#transformers robots in disguise 2015#tfp smokescreen#rid bumblebee#smokebee
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needle, april 3 -- @jegulus-microfic -- 669 words
content warnings for talk and depictions of sickness (reg has hay fever), very very brief mention of regulus' parents (gross), and talk of vaccines, and needles! there is no actual description of either vaccines or needles, but it's talked about by james and reg.
this one is another cute one idk what's wrong with me, i can't stop writing fluff aaa
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There’s something ironic about the fact that every time springtime rolls around, Regulus gets ill. It’s like clockwork, every year.
Once the usually drab English sky starts becoming less grey and a little bit more blue; once the flowers start to push up from the soil and unfurl their petals in the sunlight; once baby lambs start being born in the farmer’s fields; once the clouds get fluffy, the days longer, nights shorter—there’s an inevitability that Regulus will get sick.
James is no longer taken by surprise by it anymore. Living with Regulus for three summers already, he’s more than accustomed to help him deal with his hay fever. He’s used to seeing Regulus with red and puffy eyes, nose blocked and sneezing into tissues before he can finish his sentence.
Usually he can cope pretty well, but this year seems to be the worst. With the pollen levels being high, Regulus is staying indoors, lying in bed until around midday, when he finally drags himself out of his nest with a headache and itchy eyes.
“It’s a pity that there isn’t a vaccine to help you cope with this,” James comments off-handedly. It’s one in the afternoon, and the two of them are cuddling in their bed, binge-watching a new Netflix series.
Regulus shakes his head, the ends of his hair brushing lightly against James’ jaw. “I’m glad there’s not.”
“What? Why? Are you afraid of needles, or something?”
On the screen, the main character screams and starts fighting the approaching zombies. Regulus doesn’t reply, gaze fixed determinedly on the TV show.
James’ stomach drops, and he reaches over the pause the show. “Wait, are you?”
“Kind of,” Regulus admits. “My mother used to force me and Sirius to get the flu jabs back in school."
At the mention of Regulus' parents, James frowns. "I'm sorry, Reg."
Regulus shrugs. "It's fine. It was one of the good things she did for me, I guess, but it didn’t mean I didn’t cry. Sirius was never afraid of them.”
“Yeah, with the amount of tattoos he has, I wouldn’t think so,” James agrees, and Regulus chuckles.
“He wasn’t allowed to, but he used to—”
Suddenly, Regulus lunges for the box of tissues, able to catch his sneeze just in time. The tissue, quickly scrunched up into a ball, is tossed towards the other end of the bed, joining its equally as screwed up friends.
Sniffing, Regulus continues, “He used to sneak out of class to sit with me whilst I had it done. I could tell the nurse hated it, but she never said anything because it meant I took the jab. He would— Wait, James, this is silly, promise you won’t laugh.”
When James glances down at him, he notices Regulus is doing that thing he does when he’s embarrassed or stressed, clenching and unclenching his fists, digging his nails into the palm of his hand.
“Why would I laugh? I bet it’s not silly,” James tells him, meaning every word. “My dad’s afraid of needles, you know. Used to absolutely refuse whenever he had to get his flu jabs topped up. I think he still does, and he has to get them with my mum. My mum holds his hand—”
“Sirius used to do that with me!” Regulus cuts him off, seeming less embarrassed now because James’ parents, who are old and have grey hairs, and who seem very much still in love, do it too. There’s even a smile on his face which James can’t help returning.
Leaning closer, James takes Regulus’ hand, pressing his lips to his skin, murmuring, “Want me to hold yours if there ever is a hay fever jab?”
“No,” Regulus says, looking away to hide his blush.
There’s a beat.
And then, Regulus says sheepishly, “Actually, I wouldn’t be opposed to it.”
#frost's microfics#frost writing fluff again?? someone call the doctor this isn't me#bring back frost's angst (i swear i'm writing angst again soon)#jegulus fic#jegulus microfic#james x regulus#regulus arcturus black#james fleamont potter#regulus x james#james potter x regulus black
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Hi! If you’re taking requests I would wonder, how would TBB + Rex react to reader being unfaithful, hooking up with someone else? Maybe their relationship was never verbally made officially so reader thought it was okay, idk. Can make NSFW, fluff, sad, angry, smut, however you want! I love your work btw :)
Oh dear...
Aloha! Okay, my first impulse is to ask why would you do such a thing, if you could have a batcher 😂 I surely wouldn't, either way 😁 To each their own.
But I'm curious how the guys would react to that. Let's see...
The Bad Batch x Fem!Reader HCs - Unfaithful
Warnings: Suggestive In Parts/Strong Language/Hurt/Angst/There Might Be Some Fluff too
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What's Going On:
From time to time you've been intimate, but your batcher, and you haven't set any hard and fast rules, neither you nor he titles you as a couple yet, at least you haven't verbally. So when you go out with a cute guy after a party and get intimate with that very guy, you don't really think much of it. The only problem is that the guy in question likes to make a name for himself with his bedtime stories and brags about them. Your batcher gets wind of it.
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Ko-Fi (If you feel like giving me some coffee)
Hunter
At first, he's flabbergasted when one of the other bar patrons, who he knows quite well by now, tells him how some guy bragged about having slept with you and would also reveal wild details about it.
"I thought because you two are kind of close that maybe you should know," the acquaintance from the bar ends his explanation.
Hunter blinks, he nods slowly and mumbles, "Thanks."
He just sits there for a moment, then from one second to the next his pulse races, adrenaline is produced in his body. It takes him a second or two to realize he's pissed off.
Hunter points to the guy in the booth at the other end of Cid's Bar and asks, "That one over there?"
His buddy nods.
"You sure?"
Another nod.
Hunter stands up, walking purposefully toward the booth and stands next to it, practically directly in the field of view of your one-night stand.
Hunter approaches him about it, and the guy completely misinterprets Hunter's interest. He starts bragging again and is already getting into some details. Hunter is not even sure if the guy is just lying completely, or if there's at least some truth to it.
He is so angry, he wants to break the guy's nose. His whole posture is tense, his look so gloomy that even a Sith would hide under the bed. Everyone in the bar knows that he is about to beat someone up, except this one.
He is not an aggressive person, he doesn't want to be. But right now he's holding back with absolute effort. Hunter turns around and wants to leave again, wants to try to vent his frustration in another way. But he is barely two steps away from the table as he snaps.
"Fuck it..."
He turns back around, goes back to the booth, and takes one quick, solid punch. The nose bone breaks, clearly audible, despite the music in the bar. The guy is almost unconscious, he's bleeding, his eyes are watering, and he looks at Hunter, confused and uncomprehending.
"Don't you ever touch her again, and don't you dare tell anyone this story again, or I'll come back and break the rest"
He avoids you for the next few days, but sooner or later he brings it up. Hunter is disappointed in you, he was sure that you knew how much the thing between you two meant to him, even though you didn't call it by its name until now. You have an adult, enlightening conversation, finally saying honestly what you think and feel. However, Hunter is now bruised in some ways. He will have a hard time really opening up to you again and trusting you. The possibility exists, but this requires a lot of patience on your part.
Echo
He sits at the bar counter and can't believe it. He stares at the glass in front of him as if he can find any answers in it. It was so hard for him to open up to you intimately, after all he had been through in the past. Echo felt safe with you, understood, loved. Now he has a stomach ache and somehow his chest is getting tighter.
That he has to hear from a stranger, how you sleep with other men feels like he has been beaten up properly, several times.
He knows that some couples do that, but he never thought that you would want that. He doesn't know whether to be angry or disappointed. Echo is just not sure if this is somehow his fault. Maybe he should have told you very clearly how he felt, what he hoped for from things between you. He just hadn't dared yet, didn't want to impose.
Echo is ashamed. A little bit he feels like you not only betrayed his trust and broke his heart, he feels exposed, embarrassed. Just a few hours ago, he was harping to his brothers about how insanely great you are and how happy you make him. Shortly after, they all heard the dirty little story.
When you come into the bar and see him sitting there, you already suspect that something is wrong. When you speak to him, he can barely look at you, his gaze alternating between pain and stony.
He officially ends things between you, he also explains why. You are welcome to explain yourself, but it doesn't matter, shit hit the fan already.
It's very likely that Echo won't come out of his shell too soon, at least not for you.
Wrecker
What he hears worries him. Wrecker's first impulse is to seek you out immediately, which he does.
When you meet, you immediately notice that something is wrong. He seems unsettled and not at all like you have come to know him.
"What's wrong, big guy?" you ask him gently.
He sits down with you and sighs heavily.
"Just heard a story in the bar that made me feel insecure," he says directly.
You frown questioningly.
"What kind of story?"
Wrecker tells you about how this guy brags about having been in bed with you and throws around details from that night.
Naturally, you're startled and also angry. Angry that this guy has so little decency, but you push this anger into the background for now. You're much more concerned with the fact that Wrecker is so affected by this.
"Apart from the fact that this asshole has no right to spread this around. What exactly upsets you about it?" you ask cautiously.
Wrecker wears his heart on his sleeve, actually, always, including now.
"I thought something serious was developing between us. Do you see it differently?" he asks directly.
At first, you're a little speechless, but then you tell him, "Well, I thought there was a possibility, but we never talked about it, so I wasn't sure. The guy was just a one-time slip, I don't usually get involved with idiots like that."
Wrecker sighs again and says, "I don't have much experience with relationships and how to get them rolling. When the Republic still existed, I wasn't allowed to do anything like that, so everything always happened without ties, without promises and such. Maybe that's why I didn't say the right words, didn't do the right things to make you feel like I only wanted you and hoped it would be the other way around".
You look at him with a soft little smile and say, "I'm very happy to hear that Wrecker. Believe me, I really didn't mean to hurt you. I just wasn't sure where I stood."
Wrecker says softly, "I'd really like you and me to be together, you know, exclusively."
Wrecker knows that everything isn't always black and white, and he's looking forward to exploring with you what exactly you want from a relationship together. He won't give up that quickly.
Tech
He is completely flabbergasted at the first moment. Then he's very angry, disappointed, scared and insecure. Tech is annoyed with the guy, but also with you. He wants to hurt this guy, but instead of seeking confrontation, he wants to talk to you first, see what's up with this.
When you confirm the veracity of the story, Tech is blindsided.
"You can't be serious," he says quietly.
"I... yes, I am, unfortunately."
Tech falls silent for a very long, uncomfortable moment.
You say carefully, "Somehow, I didn't get the feeling you wanted to be serious. In front of other people, you always treated me like a buddy, not a loved one."
Suddenly breaking the silence, he sounds half upset, half sad.
"Because I'm... shy and think that such things are private. I thought we both had something special. We've shared intimate closeness, several times. Something I couldn't imagine at all before. I've opened up to you, made myself vulnerable."
You blink and at first you don't know what to say, of course you're sorry for upsetting him like that.
Quietly, disappointedly, he adds, "I feel like you've trampled on my trust and danced all over it."
"A very flowery metaphor," you say softly.
He glares at you angrily.
Tech will back off, tell you to stay away from him from now on, he won't listen to any reasonable words. But it won't be two days before he's trailing after you again, talking about a second chance.
If you go for it, get ready for Tech to be very controlling and jealous from now on. This will eventually subside to some degree, but it will take a long time.
Tech feels deeply, so he is also very sensitive, but also passionate. With a little effort and patience, you'll smooth it out.
Crosshair
After breaking the nose and fingers of the guy who just told him about a hot night with you ("These hands will never touch my girl again, is that clear?!"), he makes his way to you.
Crosshair growls your name as he walks into the room, and a chill immediately runs down your spine. You know even before you turn around and look at him that he's pissed.
You slowly turn and look at him out of wide eyes. His gaze literally cuts into yours.
"I guess I'm not enough for you", he growls.
You blink.
"What?"
"Fucking around?"
Your mouth drops open, and you stare at him, stunned.
"Excuse me?"
Crosshair murmurs, "The night after the party you went to last weekend."
A light slowly dawns on you.
"Oh."
For one thing, you didn't really expect him to find out about it, and besides, you weren't even thinking about the guy anymore.
"That's all you have to say, just an oh?"
You cross your arms in front of your chest and say, "Since when are we exclusive?"
He pushes you up against the table behind you and growls, "Since the first damn day! Did you want a contract, maybe? Or a written invitation to a relationship?"
You shrug, but at the same time your thighs part almost automatically, leaving him between them as he presses closer to you.
"You could have just said you wanted a relationship," you say meekly.
"Kitten," Crosshair says seriously, "We've been intimate several times, we've dated, I didn't think I needed to explain."
You snort and at the same moment his hand grabs your chin.
"I want you to be mine and mine alone".
You can barely avoid his intense gaze.
Crosshair, kisses your neck, up to your ear and whispers to you, "How many times do you want me to fuck you to satisfy your hunger?"
He will be more vigilant from now on, but he will not control you. However, if you ever become intimate with someone else again, he will clearly break up with you, and no amount of begging will ever soften him. The first time, it was still a case of giving the defendant the benefit of the doubt, he won't let it slip a second time, at all.
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Just a crack idea based on the eletric tickles idea but what if the dissasembly drones also had those same chips when they were.. idk training or being tested on mostly because j or V were rowdy as fuck and had to get chips so they wouldn’t cause trouble
Fun part they forgot to remove them when they left the lab so I just picture if they still hypothetically had the remotes to those chips just
Olivia: what the hell do I have to do to get a damn shock around here.. <w< *slaps a scientists coffee out of there hand
Scientist: 029 how could you! That’s it! You’re getting the shocker!
Olivia:*smiles in anticipation*
Scientist: *grabbed a remote and clicked it*… *click click click click* what the hell is wrong with this damn thing?!
Meanwhile back with the dissasembly drones
N: *losing his shit laughing uncontrollably*
V: Jesus Christ N what’s your problem-
Ps poor olivia
Omg wait had the same idea- (this was when Uzi was 7-8 yrs old btw) also this is super long so enjoy! ^^ (sorry for the random gif, couldn’t find any other one that match up to this scenario-)
Again DNI N$FW/F3T!$H/ K!NK BLOGS I WILL REPORT AND BLOCK YOU!!! 🚫🔫
It was basically Uzi finding the three chokers in the DD’s lair while she was out exploring (and totally not sneaking away from the school’s field trip group)
But ofc N spots her and cue the fight that happened in the pilot ep (ofc with some changes)
Uzi was able to get close to N since the teen accidentally gave him the chocker during their first fight with one another.
He tackled her to the ground while the teen still had the choker in her hand, so she pushed that hand against his neck to avoid getting bit.
Uzi finally pushes him off and is now panicking at how literally SCREWED she is. That was until she finds an object lying down (Uzi never made her railgun in this timeline, so she was hoping that whatever it was protected her).
So she scrambled towards the object to find out that it was a remote (a lil bummed out but hey beggars can’t be choosers) but figured that it was connected to the chokers somehow and prayed to robo-god that she was right
And he answered her prayer bc the second she hit that button, the DD immediately fell down not in pain but…in laughter?
Uzi eventually lets him go and he thanks the girl for it, but uh oh! Looks like J and V are coming back to tell their squadmate abt a group of kids they found in the middle of the abandoned city!
Cue Uzi running back to her group to avoid getting in trouble with the teacher (and to avoid dying by the other DDs)
But ofc the murder trio follow the girl horror movie style, but N distracts the female DDs for a fake lead and saves Uzi’s life. They become friends and go off to warn Uzi’s class abt the coming DDs.
Ofc it’s too late as the two wreck havoc among the children scaring and herding them so that they can eat them.
But Uzi and N butt in before either of them could do anymore damage (cue that one fighting scene in ep 1).
N and Uzi both give J and V the chokers during battle, confusing them as well as distracting them long enough for Uzi to activate it and defeat them once and for all (and earning some respect from the other students)
Eventually, Khan gets word of this and scolds Uzi for being so reckless (he’s still proud of her either way), but the kid asks if N could stay with them since he’s nice to her
The leader was abt to decline when an idea came to his processor, they could make the other two nice and when the humans come back they could have practical guard dogs for protection, it was perfect!
Ofc there were some bumpy roads hear and there trying to teach the other two to be nice
J and V when they got the choker and are forced to be nice to the wds: 😡😡😡😡🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬
Also bonus if you made it this far:
This scene but with J and Sam (bc he’s a dum dum):
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#floof speaks#:3c#murder drones tickles#sfw tk blog#murder drones#sfw tk community#sfw tickling community#my hcs#murder drones uzi#serial designation v#serial designation j#serial designation n#n murder drones#n md#murder drones v#v murder drones#murder drones j#j murder drones#j md#v md#khan murder drones#khan doorman#murder drones khan#teacher murder drones#sam murder drones#Don’t worry guys J didn’t slam Sam to the ground that hard ha ha#Sure he might have a broken arm but overall he’s still fine! :D
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If danny didnt know he was a twin and Dami thought his twin was killed for being the weaker of the two
I wrote just bits of a fic I can’t write right now! I was inspired by someone else’s post but I can’t find it anymore 😫
— meeting—
Idk why by maybe Robin is sent on a solo mission (unlikely if he is 14 so something) or maybe he just hears about glowing green people and decides that it’s the Lazarus Pit and he feels responsible as an Al Ghul to do something about it. Or maybe a field trip for school? (That one can have even more chaos because Damien is in civilian wear)
Anyway-
Danny and Damien glared at each other, inspecting the other for any differences but from the outside it looked like a mirror image— save for the difference in clothes and a few scratches here and there. Damien spoke up first “I'm starting to think mother lied to me when she said that my twin was killed off….”
“Wait, why would anyone kill your twin?” Sam asked with a suspicious glare.
Damien stared at the goth girl for a moment before saying, “no reason.” Causing Tucker to laugh.
“Oh yeah! Definitely Danny’s long lost twin!” Tucker says as she walks over to Danny and wraps an arm around his shoulder, “he can't lie for shit! Just like you!”
Danny looked like he was about to argue but stopped, “that's fair.” He says with a shrug.
“I'm not bad at lying,” Damien says, “you all are just looking too hard into things that do not concern you.” He crosses his arms and looks away from the group of teens.
“Yep, he’s lying.” Danny says, Damien glares at him causing the other to smirk.
—heart to heart—
A big reveal or something (Danny probably doesn’t know Damien is robin but he knows about the league now and Dami knows about the ghost thing after some more chaos. Danny try’s to cheer up Dami (who got his hopes up that he has his brother back but then finding out about all the crap Danny had to go through in amity park(read:half dying))
Danny sits down next to Damien on the roof of FentonWorks, looking out over the town Danny has grown up in ever since he could remember. Danny sits in silence trying to think of what to say before he just sighs and looks up at the sky. “Look,” he says, causing Damien to look at him, “I'm not gonna sugar coat it, we’ve been dealt shitty hands in life….” Damien lets out an in dignified humpf causing Danny to chuckle a bit before continuing, “you with the whole, “trained to kill” thing, and me with the whole— you know, being dead thing….” Danny looks down at his hands, “what was she like? Our mother?”
Damien looked at him with a raised brow, “Tt, you ask as if she is dead.” Damien states.
“And you talk like she was ever going to let me meet her.” Danny says, looking at damien.
Damien stared at danny for a moment before sighing and looking away, “she is cutthroat and ruthless, she is strong of body and mind,” damien glared off into the distance, “she cares more for the league of assassins more that she cares for us it seems….” He says.
Even though he kept his voice level and calm, Danny somehow could tell that that really hurt Damien, “yeah…. That checks out….” He says before leaning back and actually looking at the night sky. They stayed like that for a few seconds before Danny got an idea, he bumped his shoulder into Damien’s, “do you know anything about stars?” He asked with a little smile.
“Of course I do, I know how to track and find my way using stars. I don't see why you felt the need to ask.” Damien states.
“Yeah, but do you ever, like, stargaze?” Danny asked.
“Stargaze?” Damien asks.
“Yeah, just look at them!” Danny says as he turns his gaze up to the sky once more. Damien follows his gaze and see’s the bright lights that speckle the black sky. “…It's my obsession, you know?” Danny adds, “well one of them… ghosts have these things called obsessions, think of it as something that keeps a ghost going…. Kinda like hyperfiations but to the extreme. You can see the stars out here ok, but once there was a power outage, I came up here and sat in complete darkness and I could see so many!” He says
Damien watched as Danny explained his love for the night sky and he couldn't help but look in awe. His brother looked so peaceful and at ease as he spoke, the stars reflecting in his own eyes. Brother. That felt right…. Damien never thought he would call anyone that. other than that unnamed child that died before he could even meet them, now that unnamed child had a name and it was Danny. His lost brother that he had found only by accident, that if anything was different then he might have never even known he existed. Damien had decided that he was going to do everything in his power to keep that look in his brother's eyes, even if it killed him to do so, even if he had to fight grandfather to keep him safe. He would do it.
— and that’s all I got Folks!—
Maybe they stay in contact, maybe they try and forget about each other (probably not)
Maybe Bruce finds out on accident maybe Dami tells him (probably not) Bruce wants to meet his second son he never knew about. Danny is pouty because he didn’t want to meet Bruce because he didn’t want to complicate things (at least Bruce doesn’t know about Phantom, but we all know it’s a matter of time)
Who knows, if you want to use this scenario go for it! Just tag me or link the fic if you do cuz that would be dope!!!!
#i might draw a comic later#i need comic practice#fun#cute#:3#danny phantom#fluff#sad#danny fenton#sam manson#tucker foley#jazz fenton#damien wayne#damian al ghul#robin#Batman#Bruce Wayne#talia al ghul#dc x dp#dp x dc prompt#dp x dc crossover
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I was having a bit of a break down so here you go (this comes strait from my notes app lolll)
Look, I wasn’t trying to fall for him again but it just happened idk what to say. He was in my dream and then it just went downhill from there. The truth is, I never really stopped liking him, I kinda was lying when I said I didn’t like him anymore. I’m not completely sure why but it probably includes being called “boy crazy”, being asked if I even WANT to be in a relationship, and being told that I can do better. Well, I don’t care about those things anymore, I just care about how I feel and I’m feeling pretty positively towards dating him. I do have a bit of a problem tho, I think he might like someone else, I think I might be able to fix that tho. If I give him a hope that I might like him he might end up liking me again. I can ask my friends to ask him if he’s seen me lately and tell him that I was sad that we don’t see each other as much anymore. That will definitely get him to reach out. After that I can pull the crush card, I know I can do this because he’s always asking abt who my crush is. I’ll say that I have a crush and then tell him that I’m not gonna answer any Qs, but still answer a few to narrow it down. The thing is, he’s kinda a wimp when it comes to confession so I’ll have to lead him on a bit more over time. I think have a pretty substantial plan. I know I’m a little psychopathic for planning the whole thing out but I can’t help it. He’s the guy that I would want to solve the case of Andie Bell with, he’s the guy I would want to go into the 74th and 75th hunger games with, he’s the guy I would want to meet up with in a beautiful field and spill all of my feelings out too, even if I had dated his best friend, he’s the guy I would want to go through a revolution with and would be devastated if he sacrificed his life for someone who didn’t deserve it. He’s my Ravi, Peeta, Keefe, and Tobias. I know that a little far but I’m just over here hoping he’ll be in my dream tonight, even just for a little bit.
WHAT THE HECK THAT WAS SO DEEP
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Jikook in RUN BTS Next Top Genius Special Part 2
Full Episode Here:
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You can find Part 1 here. And again, I won't be talking about the full episode or sharing my thoughts over the whole thing, this is just about the jikook moments within the episode.
Playing a dice lying game and JK basically called everyone a liar every single time and was willing to just hang out at the start in order to troll his hyungs. Lol and Jimin with his uncontrollable giggles saying he can't lie because of JK 🤣 and then in an effort tonmake the trolling stop they all proclaim their undying belief in whatever he says so he finally moves forward and hopefully let's them do the same. Lmao Jimin going "I believe you" and JK looking right at him and lying more extravagantly with the biggest smile 🤣🤣
JK objecting to Jimins number roll again and Jimin just going "do you really need to do that" both of them in such a teasing tone 🤣
The way they made the exact same face when they both objected but failed! Lol
The members all going into a booth to secretly Answer yes or no about if they would share points with the members and after Jimin being oh so confident that JK answered yes (he was correct). Lol and the shoulder grabs still too. Also cute how when they are no longer in their chairs and freely standing, jikook *somehow* ended up right next to each other again 😍
Vmin answered "no" though and therefore each gaining 35 points. And their celebration of cutely dancing RUN BTS choreo together. Lmfao and JK in the back with utter disappointment and zoning right out, shook 🤣
The final game being a rock paper scissors match between vmin with the others being split into their teams randomly. Jikooks handshakes always turn into small hand holds. Lol it's so cute. And the way Jimin smiles up at him too 😍
JK with like 5 seconds left in the last round shouting to Jimin to just "trust your gut" as he rearranges cards after he spent the entire time "helping tae" and playing spy. Lol cute. And then how he walks to Jimins side at the end and they flash back to his "clear eyed traitor" face after he tells Tae what to do everytime lmfao SNEAKY SNEAKY
As well as the way he catches and holds Jimins hand breifly when Jimin is giving his teammates little handshakes. So cute. Again, their handshakes always are breifly hand holds too.
Lmfao the way JK was saying he never lied to Tae when giving hints because he wanted to be trusted but only gave hints that were only *so* helpful it seemed. JK wanted to survive ultimately in the end.🤣 he cracks me up. The most successful he has been at being sneaky ever during run bts. You go JK!
PLUS you see JK in the background while Jimin is freaking out over possibly trusting the wrong people (yoongi and hobi) while Hobi tries convincing him he actually WAS AND IS on his team. Lol shoes flying and everything. JK just smiles fondly at the chaos and protects JKs tiles over his answers to make sure they stay hidden and just taking care of his things. Which is so cute.
Jimin winning and ending up the final most points. JK giving him celebratory spanks and calling him genius-min with a cute little smile!
His little smile watching Jimin give his silly acceptance award speech 😍
Jimin bursting out laughing at how JK ending the show. Lol (idk why this captain said scolding. But it's what I've got!)
Jimin just guessing JKs answers left and right on this show lol (from the extra bonus content at the end)
And Bonus, like I said above, they activated their magnetic field and drew towards each other as soon as they had time to just stand around and wait and were in their chairs for a game. Lol and before they joined Tae in doing the run bts choreo for a bit, we just see them, chilling and relaxing in the background a bit. Not doing anything. Just hanging out close by.
Such a fun episode(s)! I loved it and always have such a good time watching them all play together and laugh together!
#jikook#kookmin#jikook run next top genius#jikook in next top genius special#jikook run bts#jikook in 2022
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HIII 💗💗
I love your writing and your work, so I was wondering if I could request Gaz x Reader for COD !
so like I was thinking about like hurt/comfort sorta thing? like if the reader was like sad about something and like about to cry and if Gaz would like comfort them or somth ??
sry if this sounds too confusing,, idk how to explain 😭
Probably went H.A.M on this lmao but this was cute to write. I don’t normally write for Gaz outside of head cannons so I hope this is ok!
Warnings - mentions of gore, COD typical violence, mentions of trauma, flashbacks, mentions of survivors guilt
Checking your clock it read 03:00, the witching hour. You could sleep, plagued with images of your last mission. Which went horribly wrong, you’d lost some good men, good friends that day. You’d been back on base 3 days, and while no one expected you to be over it yet, if at all, you did. You needed to move on, to get over it, you needed to prove to yourself that you weren’t weak.
Giving in you decided some fresh air might help, getting dressed you pulled the door closed behind you. You made your way down the corridors until you made it to the training field. Lying down you stared up at the night sky, counting the stars above you. A warm salty tear slowly drifted down your cheek.
‘Hey, you ok?’ The sudden noise made you jump, quickly you wiped away the tear and tried to hide your face. ‘Oh, hi Gaz. Didn’t think anyone else was up.’ You sniffed, desperately trying to hide the fact you were crying. ‘Yeah, can’t sleep. Never can before I ship out. Heard you leave your room, just wanted to check on you.’
Hearing that from him meant the world, you thought a lot of Gaz, he was a good solider and even better friend. You’d always fancied him, but he wasn’t to know that. ‘I’m fine’ you muttered, pleading your voice not to crack. Gaz sat down on the soft grass next to you ‘aww come on now, can’t bullshit a bullshitter’ he smiled. He placed his arm around you, pulling you in close to him.
You sighed, choosing to remain silent. ‘Crying isn’t a sign of weakness yanno’ he began, testing the waters. ‘Can’t let emotion build up in this job, it comes out when you least expect it. If you need to cry, cry. I promise I won’t tell anyone.’ You stifled a laugh, but it was no use, to tears fell. They fell hard and fast. ‘I don’t even know where to begin’ you sniffed.
‘Well, start with why you can’t sleep? What you thinking of?’ His voice was so gentle, smooth like silk and genuine. ‘I can’t stop seeing their faces. Their screams. I can smell the flesh burning. It’s just there, and I can’t do anything. I didn’t do anything. I should have saved them.’ Without even realising the tears were falling, heavy and thick with sorrow.
Gaz pulled your face to look at him, wiping your tears away with his thumb. ‘It wasn’t your fault. What you’re feeling is survivor guilt. I’ve been there. You did nothing wrong, there was nothing you could have done any different. You need to talk to someone, you can’t bottle this up.’ You lost yourself in his kind eyes, searching for any trace of a lie but found none. ‘But it’s my fault. It’s my fault they’re dead. I shouldn’t be here.’
He pressed his forehead against yours. ‘It’s not your fault, there’s no earthly way you could have known there was an RPG aimed at you. You don’t have x-ray eyes do you?’ You shook your head. ‘So how could you have known? You got out, you’re here now with me. Alive. And I’m so thankful. When you see their faces find something you can feel, and really feel it. Take note of how it feels against your skin, is it rough? Soft? Malleable? And text me, tell me what you feel. Can you do that?’
You nodded. Your foreheads meshed together in the bitter night air. Feeling more grounded the dam broke. You sobbed into his shoulder, choking on your tears as he held your head against him. ‘Breathe with me. You got this love.’ You tried to breathe in time with him, in and out. In and out. ‘That’s it. Well done. Deep breaths.’ His voice was calm and soothing, you felt safe and grounded in his arms. ‘Promise me you’ll talk to someone? You can’t go through this alone.’ You nodded again. ‘Words.’
‘I promise Gaz, thank you.’ He placed a reassuring kiss to your temple ‘come on, it’s fuckin baltic out here. I’ll walk you back to your room.’
#call of duty#cod mw22#kyle garrick#kyle gaz garrick#gaz x reader#gaz garrick#gaz cod#Gaz x you#request
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GIVE ME UR UFO STORIES
hehe ok so
one: i'm like. 8 or 9 years old, right? i'm over at a friends house for a sleepover. she lives in the mountains on the outskirts of town, away from the light pollution that even a small town of 10k people will inevitably generate
because of this we like to go out on her roof and go stargazing, cuz you can see a lot more out here than u can in town. so we're lying on a blanket on her roof, pointing out cool star clusters and planes to each other and looking for constellations. then one of us sees The Weird Fucker coming from the direction of deeper in the mountains
it gets closer. FAST. like way faster than the fastest planes i've ever seen. it crosses the sky in like 3 seconds until it's right over us. at this point we can tell it's actually 3 "balls" of light, in the shape of a triangle.
these balls Stop directly over her house. like right over our heads ! we're freaking out a little, yelling and pointing at it. we both see it. after a second or two all three lights sort of like...circle each other? they all come towards the center, converge, and then go back out into a triangle shape, this time facing the other direction
the triangle, now pointed away from us, proceeds to zoom back in the direction it came from, and is completely gone from our field of view in like. a handful of seconds. this whole encounter couldn't have taken more than 10 or 15 seconds, but we both saw it and remembered it
two: this is like....a couple of years later. i'm in middle school now, it's summer break before....i think 7th grade? so i'm like. 13.
my mom's apartment at the time was right next to the town's ymca. all you had to do was walk across a big field and you were there. my friends and i liked to hang out at the y. you could swim for cheap and it was airconditioned and for like 2 dollars and go and hang out there all day.
so me and two friends are walking home at like 9 or 10 at night, after the y closes, and we're in this big open field between the y and my apartment complex.
i don't remember who sees it first, but one of us points up at this weird triangle of lights, heading across the sky. this one isn't as fast as the first time, but it's the exact same shape: three lights making up a moving triangle.
the three of us sort of huddle together and stare up at it, all a little freaked out again, yelling and talking very loud cuz we'd teenaged girls seeing something weird and spooky ! the triangle does the same thing it did last time: the three lights sort of converge in on each other, dancing/circling around each other.
this time they circle for quite a bit longer than they did last time, but in the end they reemerge into the shape of a triangle pointing a different direction, and go off in that direction.
honorable mention (#1.5): so between incidents one and two, my friend and i (same friend who saw the thing with me the first time) were hanging out with a different girl, and, unprompted, without either of us having ever mentioned the thing we saw, she tells us about a "ufo" she saw that exactly matched the description of what we saw. down the way the lights circled each other and changed the direction of the triangle.
and 2.5: the two friends i was with on the second occasion went on to see the same shape again later that same summer, when they were hanging out together without me.
so yeah idk if it was aliens, but twice in my life (with at least two other sightings from other people) i've seen an Unidentified Flying Object in the sky.
could've just been a weird plane or something, but it sure was a flying object and i sure as shit could not identify that bad boy!
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sneak peek of win stupid prizes, pt 2 of play stupid games
Bakugou: where’s she staying?
Midoriya: Kacchan! How are you?
Bakugou: you didn’t have to sic denki on me.
Midoriya: aaah you know I did
Midoriya: she’s staying with Todoroki but I think she’s gonna get her own place soon.
Bakugou: why is she staying with Todoroki?
Midoriya: honestly no idea.
In his kitchen, Midoriya grins, taking a long sip of his drink before continuing.
Midoriya: I don’t think they’re like, seeing each other.
Midoriya: I was surprised, but I think he had a thing for her when we were in school IDK if you ever noticed the way he’d look at her.
Bakugou: how could I not fucking notice?
Bakugou: not that any of you were any fucking better jesus christ.
Midoriya: yeah I mean I almost didn’t want to tell you, because I didn’t want you getting upset.
Bakugou: do I sound upset to you.
Midoriya: no no of course not.
Midoriya: and I’m sure Todoroki would never take advantage of her vulnerability right now just to sleep with her.
Midoriya: he was always so honorable.
Bakugou: yeah.
Bakugou: I’ll just reach out to him.
Midoriya: BTW she’s really struggling rn. So maybe it would be best if you kept your distance. I’m a little worried.
Bakugou: worried?
Midoriya: yeah we’re keeping an eye on her!!! But just wanted to warn you to keep your distance, I wasn’t sure you’d reached out.
Bakugou: I’m the one who broke up with her.
Midoriya: of course!! Of course.
Bakugou: I’ll text the bastard about her stuff.
Midoriya: I can help coordinate if needed.
Bakugou whips his phone across the room, and it shatters against the wall, the screen blinking. In his kitchen, Midoriya waits for a response for a few minutes before pouring another drink, and making a decision.
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“A field assignment?” You cock your head at the number one hero. It’s the next morning, and you’d been summoned to a conference room. “You know my quirk doesn't have any combat use cases.” Midoriya nods, he’s sitting across the table from you with a few other pro heroes, Iida is leaning against the opposite wall, observing. Todoroki was out on patrol, but several interns flock Midoriya, sitting solemnly on either side of him.
“The terrain is particularly dangerous.” He says, apology evident in his voice. “Of course, that’s why we’ll keep the team small. Just you and me.” You shiver.
“I, should,” you chew your lip, “I’m a touch behind on combat training, I haven’t had to brave a sports festival in years.” Iida clears his throat.
“We’re all happy to help you brush up on your skills. We’ve got a dangerous new faction gathering up in the Hyogo province and Deku’s leading the investigation.” You nod, opening the file, flippnig through some images.
“Oh wow,” you murmur, almost to yourself. “I’ll need a warmer coat.”
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Across the city, Todoroki stretches, checking his phone as he finishes his patrol.
Bakugou: sorry for being an asshole. Gotta drop her stuff off at your place, is there a good time, where I won’t scare the shit outta her?
Todoroki pauses, squinting in the bright sunlight to ensure he’d read the message correctly, it was so unlike Bakugou to open with an apology.
Todoroki: it’s fine.
Todoroki thinks for a second, about how much he can divulge, how much of the terse conference room meeting he’d had with Deku, Iida, Uraraka, and Froppy he wanted to share with his former classmate.
Todoroki: she’ll be leaving for a field assignment in a few days, so before then would be best if possible.
In his office, Bakugou chokes on his coffee.
Bakugou: no way she asked for that.
Todoroki: of course she didn’t.
Todoroki: Midoriya insisted.
He stops himself, almost wishing he could recall the text to his phone, it’s so steeped in obvious bitterness he feels embarrassed. He makes an attempt to backtrack.
Todoroki: She’s tougher than she looks. You know this.
Bakugou: yeah.
Bakugou: she okay?
Todoroki toys with the idea of lying, but decides against it.
Todoroki: no.
Todoroki: but she’s healing.
Bakugou: fuck.
Bakugou: okay.
Bakugou: what about 4PM tomorrow, can you have her out of the apartment around then?
Todoroki: sure.
Bakugou: and the assignment, it’s dangerous?
Todoroki: Can I call you?
Bakugou gets up and locks his door before sitting down at his desk and responding.
Bakugou: fine.
He picks up on the first ring, and Todoroki is already off like a shot.
“Not for nothing,” He says, anger evident in his tone, “You have a lot of fucking nerve being concerned about her safety and happiness.” The words hit Bakugou like a freight train, not a single one of his friends had had the wherewithal to genuinely scold him, he can’t gather words in time for a response before Todoroki barrels forward. “You bet her. You bet your girlfriend, and you could have let it go, but for the sake of your goddamn ego, you could have spared her both the awkwardness of what I have to imagine was a borderline traumatic sexual encounter, and instead, you decided to let it go forward, to let this escalate, and then perhaps, arguably, when she needed you most, you did something even I, who after four years of watching you be unable to treat her properly have almost no respect for you, would never ever expect you to do. You turned tail and ran. So you don’t get to ask me how she is an expect a real answer, you don’t get to worry about her on this assignment, and you’ll drop off her things tomorrow without notes, sentiment, or further contact. Understand?” His voice is sharp, dark, and mean, he’s surprised by how easy it is to access this anger on your behalf. What he hears next shocks him to his very core. A deep, aching sob echoes on the other end of the phone.
“I know,” Bakugou chokes out, “I know, okay, I,” he rubs his eyes, “I get it. I’m not gonna stop fuckin’ worryin’ about her just because I ain’t got no business doin’ that shit, I,” he swears under his breath, “I spent all of college, wishin’ I could do shit like that for her. Every time she took a hit in some stupid exam designed for hero students I fuckin’ felt it, even before we were, y’know, together.” Todoroki leans against the outside of an empty warehouse, this part of the city was always so empty. “You’re not,” Bakugou had planned to be subtle to be sneaky, to pull this information delicately but finds at the moment he only has access to the bluntest of objects. “You’re not sleeping with her?”
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you ever get a compliment so specific on your field of study that all you can do is cry
I haven’t really kept up to date with my life on here bc things have been messy but this year i’ve been trying to finish up my uni diploma, which i had left in pause for years because health issues, esp mental health, just made it impossible for me. One of the class i still had to pass was English Literature analysis for this semester, because of a mix of “i can’t process all of those texts” and the fact it was an oral analysis presentation and my social anxiety had kicked up so badly those past few years that any physical presentation led me to such mental states crumbling that i just mostly didn’t manage to finish it up.
the oral was today, i’ve been stressed for weeks about it, i didn’t read half of the recommended texts, i don’t remember half of the lessons i did participate in, and i was so panicked i couldn’t bring myself to study at all, those past few weeks have kinda been a stressful nightmare on that point
I still managed to push myself to go to the exam (major upgrades on the last time i tried to pass it), despite an awful night and the fact i have constant dizzy spells these days (probably bc of stress)
turns out not only i was getting interrogated on the subset of the class that i didn’t vibe with at all/am not at ease at all, but i fell on a text we studied in class when i was sick, and therefore, it was legit my first time seeing the poem at all.
so i go in, lacking all sort of confidence, thinking to myself i mostly just need to show i was here and i’ll still validate the year with that. I try to yolo an interpretation of the poem as i can.
Only so that at the end of the presentation the teacher tells me it was incredible, that this interpretation was really good, and when i mentioned i was really uncomfortable because i actually didn’t know the text at all, she told me it’s even MORE impressive that this is what i came up on my own in 30 minutes. She then asked me if i was pursuing further degree in literature because i “clearly have a gift” for analysis and was disappointed when i said no because she said i would really bring something to the field.
i was panicked for weeks over all of that and now i got this compliment and i cannot process it properly, i’ve been crying for the past half hour or so
I genuinely lack so much confidence in my analysis in general (despite trying to hold up the appearance that i’m actually super confident, promise! any confidence you see on this blog is me lying through my teeth) so being told that by a professional on the field is just. oh god.
anyway idk if i’ll manage to process more brainpower for today but for now i’ll just stay in a state of limbo a moment over the most specific compliment i could get on something i genuinely care about to start with.
man.
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