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nanaminokanojo · 17 days

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Sukuna is pissed.

The reason? You moved away from him in your sleep when he wanted to hold you close.

In your own subtle ways, you've always complained about how unaffectionate he is. You didn't explicitly say it, but he did notice how your mood would shift, your pretty little smiles barely masking your disappointment when he would do or say anything remotely cold or mean. And now that he was giving you what you wanted, you just roll away from him, depriving him of your warmth and the affection he expects you to reward him.

How you even managed to escape four of his arms to find your own corner of the bed was a big puzzle to him. You've always slept peacefully pressed to his side on most nights, and you didn't really move much once he had two of his arms wrapped around your frail form. Perhaps you were doing it on purpose after he had evidently upset you during supper by dismissing you when you asked about his day. There was nothing to tell, and though he understands that your concerns came from a good place, he still refused to tell you of the horrors of the world he found himself so deeply embroiled in.

Sukuna, however, brushed off the idea. You wouldn't dare. Or would you? He was just protecting you. Why would you hold that against him?

He chose not to entertain the thought, thinking it was just you moving in your sleep. And so, he reached for you, gently placing his arms over and underneath you to pull you closer. But it hadn't even been a minute of him holding you when you started letting out these seemingly irritated noises and shortly after, you were turning your back on him.

"What –" He stopped himself when you breathed in deeply, half expecting to hear sobs if you were truly upset with him, but then, your breathing rhythm returned to normal. You were still fast asleep.

Sukuna shrugged, already feeling his temper rising at the thought that you could sleep just fine without him. The thought of it annoyed him, and that was an understatement. He decided to move closer to you then, but as soon as he did, pressing your back on his bare chest, you started squirming, a dissatisfied groan leaving your lips.

At that, he rose slightly on his elbow, taking offense. "Woman, what is your problem?" he demanded, making you lie down flat on your back, startling you. "Is something ailing you?" This time, he spoke gently, watching as you slowly blinked up at his frowning face like you haven't got a clue what he's talking about. And then you closed your eyes before favoring your left side, going back to sleep.

"You –"

"What?" you whined without facing him, annoyed that your sleep was being disturbed.

Sukuna scoffed. You've really done it this time. Nobody dared speak to him that way. "What now? You don't want me anymore? I thought you wanted –"

In one swift movement, he found himself being tackled onto the bed as you turned around and threw yourself against him, immediately finding your spot in the crook of his neck. His two left arms instinctively wrapped around you, keeping you cradled in them as you snuggled closer, planting a kiss under his collarbone as if to appease him before you were falling back asleep.

"You could have just stayed like this –"

"Shh."

Did you just shush him? And as if to punctuate it, you raised your hand, your fingers blindly yet tenderly brushing his lips and staying there.

"Wife, you are aware I have two mouths, aren't you?" he spoke against your fingers, fighting a smile.

You moved your head back to smirk at him as you threw a leg over his abdomen right where his other mouth was, your thigh preventing it from saying anything.

"There. Problem solved."

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obbystars · 20 days

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Boothill HCs

NOTES: dividers by @cafekitsune !!

( Made before 2.2 / Boothill might be OOC / GN!Reader / I was in a “writing” mood tbh / first half is fluff, second half is small angst / i just love angst )

Prefers to be the little spoon because he likes the feeling of being held. Plus he enjoys the warmth it gives him. Bonus points if you give him kisses while you’re cuddling.

Speaking of, please shower him in kisses, he loves it. It flusters him a lot and may cause him to blue screen for a moment, but aeons… he loves it. First time you did it, he did actually overheat.

A biter, but I think we all know that. He goes in, seemingly going to give you a kiss, but now you have a faint bite mark on your cheek. You’re pointing your finger at him? Chomp. Your clothes show a bit of skin? Chomp. Does he “kiss it better”? Sure, if you ask nicely enough. He’s pretty smug about it.

It took some time, but you eventually (sort of) mastered understanding Boothill through his censorship. Sometimes you even complete sentences for him, or rephrase it in the way he would’ve said it. Sometimes he tells you to tell someone they’re “this” and “that”.

Would be more than happy to help you learn how to handle a gun. You never know when it will actually come in handy in the future, so it’s better to learn now. It’s not like he can stay around for long so he can’t always be there to protect you anyway. Managing to hit your mark will have him so happy.

Has probably given you a bullet through a kiss more times than one might expect. Was it on purpose? Accident? Who knows! ( it definitely wasn’t an accident )

God forbid anyone looks at you the wrong way or let alone touch you. He’s pretty intimidating ( but so god damn hot.. ) so there aren’t a lot of fights as a result. If there is, you may want to grab a chair and a drink. Maybe two once he’s done.

A gift giver in my eyes. It’s not always something expensive, but he seems like the “I saw this and thought you might like it” kind of guy.

Since I can’t go on anywhere without slapping angst, here we go.

Part of him feels like he’s not providing you enough. As much as his body gives him an advantage in his work, it’s kind of a disadvantage when it comes to you. He’s cold and made of metal. Whenever you ask to be the little spoon this time, he always wonders if he’s crushing you. He knows how to be gentle, but he can’t help but think he’s holding you too tightly.

More often than not, he doesn’t feel like he’s in “his own body.” His body moves as he commands it to, he can still feel emotions, still think for himself, but there’s always the thought that this isn’t living. That he’s not really “living”. He doesn’t bleed red, he doesn’t have a heart that beats. He knows it doesn’t bother you, but it still bothers him. If he was given the chance to live again as a “normal” human, he’d take that in a heartbeat.

Make no mistake, he loves you more than anything. He loves how you make him feel, he loves being with you and the affection you give him. He just thinks you could have someone better. Someone who can be with you all the time and give you what he can’t. He never voices this to you, though. At least not now. Maybe one day..

Most nights, he stays up. And most nights, there are a lot of unwanted thoughts. You ever so slightly tightening your hold on him while you sleep takes him away from those thoughts for a while, only to then be reminded he has to leave you again in the morning. He hates having to do that, but there’s not much any of you can do.

I want to write so much more but UGH im outta ideas…

#boothill #boothill x reader #honkai star rail x reader #honkai star rail #honkai star rail boothill #hsr boothill

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v3lvieraven · 2 months

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Twisted wonderland boys x sleepy!reader

Note- in this context it’s just that your constantly sleepy. But I didn’t add ortho.

Riddle-

Honestly he’s very worried, but also finds it endearing how you cling to him all the time. He likes the fact he’s the one you go to when you get sleepy. Makes it a very big deal to everyone around him when your asleep, telling them to be quiet or else they might lose their head. Generally if it’s during class though, he will try to wake you up or help you focus. But he knows you can’t help it at all, so on those rare occasions he gives in, he will take notes for you and scold you after. Your punishment is getting a full nights sleep with him.

Trey-

He loves it, often times he finds you asleep while he’s baking something for the queen. It’s always a lovely surprise for him to find you in a place he loves being. Many times he had to redirect riddle so that you were not in his line of sight, considering you would get a scolding session. There’s many times that he’s saved you from riddle in that regard, your very lucky trey is riddles best friend.

Cater-

He absolutely loves taking pictures of you when you’d asleep (if your okay with it of course). If your okay with him taking pictures, then he might post a few. But majority are saved in a private folder. He brags about it a lot too, and will actively make sure you hear him bragging about how cute you are. Even before you have an established relationship he would seek you out so he could fawn over you. He’s definitely like Leona/Floyd in the sense that he will use you as a teddy bear

Ace-

He’s going to complain a lot, and make fun of you. No doubt. He finds it annoying at first, but once you get to know each other, he begins to love it. He definitely tells you that he hates your sleepy face, but he has so many pictures. Also he’ll tell you that he doesn’t want to carry you around, but he insists even when you tell him he doesn’t have to.

Deuce-

He finds you so adorable. Beats up everyone who makes fun of you. Despite him thinking it’s adorable, he will make sure that it’s not a mental health problem or a health problem.. just wants you to be healthy in every way possible. Still, he defends you and makes sure to keep an eye on you so you don’t fall over or pass out. He may not be as affectionate as ace, but he will still pull you onto his lap often.

Leona-

Lazy ass lion. He has the audacity to call you lazy! I think you probably stepped on his tail, then when he was yelling at you, you thought of him as a stuffed animal because of the ears and cuddled him. You were too tired to realize what you were doing, and the best part is he let you. Now he drags you to the garden to be his stuffed animal. He gets very possessive and won’t let you sleep near anyone else.

Ruggie-

He also finds it endearing, although he doesn’t have much time to spare, he will coddle you and fawn over you like cater. But he expects something in return for looking after you while your asleep, often makes you take him on lunch dates. Teases you about your sleepy face but immediately starts pouting when you stop.

Jack-

He’s flustered, big strong wolf boy is turned into a needy puppy in your hands. Every time you cuddle up to him during class, whether it’s because the class is boring or because your tired and the room is cold, he always gets startled. You thought you were bothering him and stopped which caused him to be even more needy.

Azul-

His sleep schedule was absolutely fucked up. So your sleepy personality actually really helped when you whined for him to take a break and take a nap. Almost made you sign a contract to only take naps with him, and is still considering it. Probably asks you about it though, if you say yes he will be ecstatic. Due to his workload he’s often pent up, in need of relaxation! Meaning you are his perfect match

Jade-

Jade teases you all the time without relent. He loves it so much how could he not! But only he’s allowed to make fun of you for it, no one else. If your sensitive then he will try to tone it down though. I can imagine that he took you in a wagon while he was looking for mushrooms. That’s been stuck in my head all day, him just pulling your sleeping form around in a wagon.

Floyd-

He’s too energetic for his own good! Like I said earlier, he will use you as a stuffed animal. Hauling you around campus and really anywhere he goes while hugging you. Bites you to wake you up or make you focus and pay attention to him. He hates that he has to chase after your focus but it’s all worth it when your half-glaring at him but are too tired to do anything. It’s very cute!

Kalim-

Also is too energetic for his own good! Will scream in delight when you lay your head on his shoulder. But he’s a sweetheart about it, may or may not carry a pillow around for you so that your neck won’t hurt when taking a nap. Unfortunately that’s not very good when the teacher can clearly see the pillow and it definitely makes you stand out.

Jamil-

He’s more calm about it, he wants you to do well in school, so he might scold you or “monitor” you while you sleep. It’s kinda creepy, most of the time he does that thing where he stays there and cuddles with you until you fall asleep. That’s until he figures out that it backfires because now you wake up whenever he leaves…

Vil-

Oh dear, this will not do! Your hair is a mess, and while it may look cute like that you need to brush it out. He will scold you lightly but only because he’s worried about you. Rook managed to convince him to do your makeup while your asleep, he kept those photos as his wallpaper. But overall he loves you deeply, even if you constantly sleep on top of him when he’s supposed to be doing something…

Rook-

He will find out what is causing this. No matter what. It doesn’t matter if it’s a health problem that he can’t entirely fix, or if it’s just something like lack of sleep or insomnia, maybe narcolepsy. He wants to know if he can help. He still teases you, but that’s mostly to mask his worry. Will slip in little reminders to take care of yourself.

Epel-

He isn’t one to like cute things, but your the exception! He likes how calm you are! (I figure him as a person who likes either a very calm/tired person or an energetic partner. No in between) Honestly he likes how easy going you are, sometimes he feels like his life is too intense and you help level that. Draws on you in your sleep, but also makes sure you take care of yourself.

Idia-

Aw your so cute! You look like those anime girls that sleep all the time. Honestly he loves it, the only part he dislikes is when you don’t eat or drink because of exhaustion. He cares a lot for you though, enough that he will pause his game or let himself lose because you need something.

Malleus-

Lovely dragon boy, adorable dragon boy. He’s so in love, feels honored that you trust him enough to be in such a vulnerable state around him. That being said, he will make sure under no circumstances you don’t get woken up. Unless you need to eat or drink or shower and stuff like that. Sebek is prohibited from being around you when your in this state, specifically because he started yelling at you when you were sleeping on malleus’s lap. It stormed that night.

Lilia-

Aw you are so adorable! He could just hang upside-down with you! He’s done that as well, sometimes you don’t wake up and he gets all giddy. Almost dropped you… he scares you awake though, mainly because he finds it so cute with the face you make when you get startled.

Sebek-

I’m not even gonna lie, you arnt getting any naps in around him. It happens once in a while, those times are very special. It only happens when he’s sleepy or when your sick. That’s when he allows himself to be affectionate and cut loose. Mainly he will hold your hand while you sleep or he might play with your hair, but that’s about it. It’s not that he hates physical affection he’s just not used to it.

Sliver-

Immediately falls in love. If he’s the one that’s more tired, your stuck with waking him up and hauling him around with you when needed. He won’t object though, just make sure you cuddle him later to make up for it. Really hates when his sleep is disrupted but when it comes to you, it’s a lot better. If your the one that’s more sleepy, then it kinda depends. You’re either screwed or you’re being dragged with him wherever he goes. Says he sleeps better with you

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widowmaxff · 3 months

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Could you write another one with Wanda as a mother? Like Y/N is being kind’ve clingy and they have a lot of cuddles? <33

come back, be here

pairings: mom!wanda × daughter!reader (platonic)

warnings: separation anxiety, sad reader, mentions of nightmares and blood, reader crying, aunt!natasha × fem!reader (platonic)

a/n: tysm for your request, darlingg <33 i had to add natasha to a large part of this one shot because it was what would make the most sense for the idea i had, anyway i hope that doesnt bother you ;))

The worst days for you were when your mother had to go on missions with the Avengers. You were obviously used to Wanda having to leave for these types of things, but it was still always a difficult time for you to say goodbye to her, even if the mission was short. And even a few times you tried to sneak into the Quinjet that would take the team to the mission location, but you were always discovered and had to deal with Tony Stark's lesson for having to be a very clingy teenager.

So, when your mother was called back for another mission you wanted to cry and fight so she wouldn't go, but you knew that even if you caused chaos she would still go. Wanda's work always demanded a lot of her time, and even though she couldn't give you enough attention, you somehow managed to be by her side and especially clinging to some part of her body. Wanda didn't complain most of the time because she knew how much you missed her on those days when she was away.

And at that very moment, since you couldn't hold onto any part of her, you clung to the pillow on her bed as you lay under her covers with her sweatshirt , patiently waiting for the Quinjet to arrive and you could finally hug her again. "Y/n you need to get out of that bed."

"No." You mutter to the annoying voice of Natasha Romanoff, your aunt, who was forced by Wanda to take care of you while she didn't get home from the mission.

"You're lucky I'm patient today. Get up." Natasha turns on the light in the room, making you groan due to the light in your eyes. She walks over to you and pulls the covers off your body, making you shrink even more. "My god, I really don't know how Wanda manages to deal with you every morning."

"I want my mama, not you."

"And you think I wanted to be here with you?" This fight and exchange of hatred between the two of you was obviously not true. Natasha was your favorite aunt and you were certainly her favorite too. "Get your stinky ass out of bed and go take a shower before your mother come here and I have to be lectured on how I can't take care of a child for even two days."

You grunt loudly again, followed by a snort, but you knew Natasha was right. Your mom would be arriving in a few hours and you were excited inside, even though on the outside it looked like you hadn't slept in a few days. Your sleep was constantly disturbed by bad thoughts that something could have happened to Wanda or by nightmares that made you cry softly in her bed. You didn't know if it was normal to have these types of things when your mother was only going to be away from home for two days, but you knew that you hated it and that you really missed Wanda by your side.

"I want her now." Natasha could fight with you and make you get out of bed, but when she heard your low, high-pitched voice due to the crying held in your throat, she knew it wasn't the best idea to argue with you.

Your aunt has always known that you are very close to Wanda, but it was strange for her to see a teenager crying because her mother was away from home for two days. Maybe she just didn't have a childhood with her mother and didn't know what this unparalleled longing you had was like. So, Natasha just let you release your emotions through your eyes while stroking your hair. And when you start sobbing from crying, as if there was almost no air in your lungs, Natasha starts to get even more worried. She wasn't the best person to comfort someone at that moment, so the first thing Natasha does is send a message to Wanda.

'Y/n needs you.' There wasn't much to say, because Wanda knew how you would probably be right now.

'I'll be there in five.'

Wanda spent the two days thinking about how you would be out of her presence and after receiving this message from Natasha she knew that you were not well. Her heart always broke when she saw you begging her not to go on missions, looking like you might faint if she did. So, she demanded that the Quinjet go to the Compound as quickly as possible and no one questioned why, since Wanda seemed worried enough that all the agents in that place knew that the reason would be you.

And in less than five minutes the Quinjet landed, Wanda not waiting a minute to run towards her room, knowing you would be there. She opens the door and the first thing she sees is Natasha standing there looking at you, she didn't know what to do and it could be comical if it weren't worrying. Your aunt looks at Wanda with a guilty look for not helping you with what you needed, but she still thanked the gods that your mother arrived so quickly.

"Thanks for taking care of her, Nat."

Wanda approaches you, seeing that your body was shaking and your eyes couldn't stop falling tears. Even though it was barely possible to hear any sound coming out of you, it was clear that you were worse than anyone could imagine. Your mother gets under the covers with you and doesn't take long to wrap her arms around your body, squeezing tightly so you can feel enough to get back to what was happening around you. It didn't take long for you to recognize the caress that was being made from your back to your head. "Mama?"

"Shh, it's Mama, my love." She spoke softly to calm you down even more, feeling you cling even tighter to her.

"I missed you so much." You managed to speak before burying your face in her neck, the smell of her making you stop shaking and even if you were wearing her hoodie, the smell would always be stronger on her body.

"I know. It's okay now." Wanda kisses your forehead, feeling your muscles relax in her body quickly making the tears finally stop coming from your eyes. "Can you tell me why you were crying, sweetheart?" Your mother knew it was because of her. Countless times this kind of thing had happened to you, and countless of them were due to Wanda going on a mission, or just leaving the Compound to go somewhere for a few hours.

"Missed you so much and then- and then I was scared that something would happen to you and you wouldn't come back h-home." Your breathing started to get faster again, making Wanda press you against her body again.

"Hey, it's okay. Mama's here now, yeah? I'll always come back to you." A sob leaves your body as you nod your head up and down in agreement with what she said. "You seem very tired, my love. Have you been sleeping?"

"I can't sleep without you. I wake up every time because of nightmares." You could feel every one of those nightmares in your skin in which you saw your mother die in front of you. The blood looked so real that the smell almost reached your nose.

"Oh, darling, I'm so sorry this was happening to you. But, Mama's going to take some time off from missions now, okay? You don't need to cry anymore." When Wanda finished speaking, you finally looked at her and stared into her green eyes. She managed to get a better view of your face with large dark circles under your eyes, confirming what she had asked you.

"Really?"

"Yeah, now you're really going to get sick of me." You laugh at her speech, making her smile as she hears the sound she loved most again. You even thought about considering what she said, but you knew it was impossible to get sick of your mother, your best friend.

"I think you're the one who's going to get sick of me, that's for sure." Wanda laughs along with you this time, making the atmosphere in the place no longer tense like it was when she first arrived in the room.

A comfortable silence settles between the two of you. You place your head on her neck again, feeling your eyes start to get heavy. Even though you wanted to fall asleep in your mother's tight arms, you were still afraid that when you woke up she wouldn't be there anymore, so you fought that they wouldn't close at any moment. But Wanda realized this quickly when she noticed your breathing starting to calm down and after a few seconds it became faster again.

"You can sleep, darling. Mama won't leave here for a second, and I'll be here when you wake up." When you heard the words come sweetly out of her mouth, you finally allowed yourself to fully relax knowing that now you were finally safe in your mother's arms.

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bangchansgirlsblog · 7 months

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Broken Headsets PT 2

-Chan

Warning: A lot of Angst.

Pairing: BangChan x reader.

Summary: where he snaps at you while working.

!Not proofread!

“Baby I’m so sorry, please open up the door.” Chan’s voice echoes through the door and into the bathroom.

My knees against my chest as I was calming down from a panic attack. The sleeves on my sweater now dump from all the tears it was sucking up.

“G-go away” I cry louder. My body shaking and my salty tears freely running down my hot face.

“I don’t…I don’t want to talk to you right now!”

“Babe I’m sorry okay? I didn’t mean to snap like that. Just let me talk to you. Let me hold you. I’m worried. Your going to have another panic attack”

“BangChan leave me alone. I don’t want to talk to you.” I throw whatever was in my reach at the wooden door. Making him jump on the other side of the door. Now HE couldn’t hold back his tears. He wanted to be able to sort it out because he genuinely didn’t mean to snap Or cause anyone pain.

“Okay I’ll give you some time my love, please don’t be angry with me. I’m sorry.” His voice now low and quiet. I had no response because I was so angry and so hurt by him.

I wasn’t being dramatic right?

The sound of his footsteps disappear down the hall making me quickly but softly wipe my tears away and get up to wash my face. The cold water making my body shiver. I stare at myself. Hair up in a bun, eyes red and eye bags deep from all the lack of sleep. A fucking mess.

The front door slamming was what made me jump getting me out of the trance I was in. Had he left? I pick up the container that was on the ground due to the fact I threw it and open the bathroom door.

I find Berry sat in-front of it as if waiting for me. I give her a soft smile and pick her up.

Walking through the house looking for any sign of Chan but there was none.

I glance at the clock and it read 12:45. Anger rises up my chest once again because how dare he leave the house at this hour knowing how much anxiety I have when his out late? Such a selfish bastard!

Get home.

I send him a text and switch off my phone to look around. A mess the house was.

“Shall we clean up Berry?” I look at the dog in my hands who didn’t even seem to be bothered by anything. “I swear I talk to you more than I talk to Chan” a chuckle leaves my lips when she starts licking my face.

“Now come on let’s get started.” I place her down and pick up things and put them away. My body needing the distraction but my mind and thoughts running at a speed of lightning.

Emotions running through “my mind and soul”. Cringe lol.

2:30 am.

The sound of the clock ticking was starting to irritate me and craw under my skin.

Worry slowly crawling up my chest. Where was he? Was he safe? Was he okay? Where could he be?

I hated myself for putting my self through this because after the little stunt he pulled causing me to sit in the bathroom crying my heart out for 2 hours begging for someone to come save me. I was still sat in our living at 2:30 am waiting and wondering where he had gone too.

Did he leave me? Surely he hadn’t cause all his stuff was still here.

My feet slowly taps the floor, something I do when I’m nervous. I tag on my sweater which is now stretched out due to the constant pulling. The material laying between my fingers feeling very satisfying.

“Why do you have to do this to me Chan?” I say softly, talking to myself.

The house was quiet once again like I’m used too.

The lights were off except for his studio room led lights that were on and passing through the glass window.

Berry was now sat on my lap cuddling me because I knew she sensed the stress my body was going through. She always just knew and she always tried to cuddle of just play around whenever Chan or I where going through something.

A sigh leaves my lips. I was tired. I needed sleep but I needed to know if he was safe.

I check my phone to see if he had responded but nothing came through and when I was about to set down the phone it stars to buzz making me jolt up. Han’s name pops up with a picture of me and him when we were at an adventure park in Japan.

I quickly pick up the phone hoping that somehow Chan was with him and they were doing some project.

“Hello?” My voice rough but still soft from all the crying.

“Hey baby.” He says softly from the other end of the phone.

“Hey..”

“Are you doing okay?” He asks, I could hear the nervous tone in his voice.

“Mhm” a hum in response.

“Channie Hyung is with us in the dorms okay? He showed up here really upset so we told him to just stay over until everything is calm,”

I feel my heart break into pieces. Was he really that upset that he didn’t want to stay in the same home as me? He knew how I hated when he didn’t sleep at home.

“Oh, okay that’s alright. Thank you for letting me know,” I tell him. A weigh being lifted off my shoulder because now that I knew he was safe I could sleep or so I thought.

After hanging up the phone. I slowly put Berry aside and cleanup the cold plate that’s till say on the table and decide to finish up the dishes.

The scent of soap filling my nostrils and a warm liquid running down my face. Tears.

Who would have thought that I would be here at the age of 25 doing dishes at 2 am while crying.

My vision was blurry and my legs were weak. My heart beating fast as I could hear it in my ears.

My face was hot and my body trembled from the heart aching sobs that left it.

I couldn’t be under this much stress.

It wasn’t good for the baby.

Pt 1 ⬇️

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dazai-ritualist · 1 month

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Cuteness with Yan! Alastor... Imagine Alastor drinking too much and getting drunk with the reader (the reader hates Alastor, because he is always irritating you)... Well, what no one expected is that Alastor was drunk and drunk reader with these are being cute with each other, as if they were a couple (something they are not).. Well now reader is in her bed with drunk alastor by her side, while reader caresses his ears (it wasn't because a drunk Alastor threatened the reader not to leave him and that she had to cuddle him).. Imagine the two of them waking up the next day in each other's arms, it would be funny

WHISKEY ON ICE, SUNSET AND VINE

— alastor sucks. he sucks even more when he’s drunk cause he acts so weird.

— i drank likeee 6 shots n a beer tday! i wanted more but my friends cut me off thats sucks fam i also kinda puked a bit after i swam

after the battle against heaven, lucifer helped make the hotel much more grander than it ever was; magnificent rooms, beautiful decor— it was like a heaven in hell.

and to celebrate the rebuilding, what better than a few drinks?

as you uncapped another beer, alastor caught your eye— swishing the whiskey in his glass as he talks with niffty. that remaining smile on his face as annoying as ever.

taking a huge chug of your beer, the sour taste lingering on your breath as you glare at him. quite obviously, to add.

“my dear, is something the matter..?” alastor asked, smile seeming strained from his confusion. “shut up, bitch” you huffed and walked away, sitting onto the sofa with angel, leaning your head on his shoulder.

“what’s wrong, toots? ‘ya had too much already? party’s just started like 25 minutes ago…” angel laughed. “noooo… ‘m just a little sleepyyyy…” you whined, gagging slightly at the vomit that threatens to come out.

you take another sip of your beer, settling onto angel’s shoulder properly before your eyes slowly shut.

angel had let you rest for the majority of the party. that is until cherri dared him into doing something for money, something he couldn’t resist.

“yo, smiles! sit in my spot for a bit, will ‘ya?” angel called out to alastor; quite intoxicated already, but not quite showing it. “hmm..? alright then” alastor nodded, taking angel’s spot.

as soon as alastor sat down, you clung back onto him, as if you thought alastor was angel. a little hiccup came from you as you settled your head in his chest.

alastor— taking the opportunity to be close with you, since you had a particular distaste for him, decided to bring you in closer. he had wrapped an arm around you, pulling you onto his lap, close enough to rest his head on your’s.

“‘m sleepy… you… smell super nice” you sighed, bringing some of alastor’s coat closer to your face, breathing in the scent. “mmh… why, thank you, my dear…” he grinned, the static in his voice making his thanks sound disingenuous. “come now, let’s get you to bed.” he laughed as he carried you to your room.

as alastor dropped you on the bed, he fell down with you. “go nowww… small bed, y’know?” you pushed alastor away, settling into your bed. alastor was, unfortunately though, stronger than you. he was able to keep still despite your pushing. “don’t act like that, dear. just sleep on top of me, we’ll fit.” he said, pulling you onto his chest and laying a hand on your head.

as you dozed off again, your hands reached to touch alastor’s fuzzy ears. under your touch, alastor hummed, quite comforted by your warm palm.

you yawned out, covering your mouth as the scent of alcohol reeks from you. alastor laughed at how adorable you seem as he pats your back. “go to bed already. i’m quite sure we— or at least you’ll be hungover tomorrow.”

unbeknownst to the two of you, charlie and angel had gone searching for the two of you. “ahh, where could those two have gone..? and more importantly— how did no one see them leave?!” charlie frowned as she checked the rooms in the hotel.

“calm down, charlie… alastor’s an overlord, rememba’? he could totally protect s/o. there’s really no need to worry…” angel told charlie, comforting her.

“oh, they’re in here!” charlie yelled out as she opened the door to your room. “aww… they’re cuddling! so cute…” charlie cooed at the sight. “ahh, sure…” angel hesitantly agreed.

“c’mon, let’s leave them alone. wouldn’t wanna wake them up…” charlie beckons angel to leave as she quietly closes the door, leaving to return to the party. “tch, can’t wait to see if someone’s getting murdered tomorrow…” angel sarcastically mumbled to himself.

the next morning, you woke up. curtains still closed the way you left it when you settled in, and one pounding headache.

your head reeled as your vision blurred, losing your sense of balance as you rolled off alastor’s chest. wait— alastor’s chest..?

you slapped him awake as you yelled at him. “what the fuck are you doing in my bed?!” you scowled. “hm? ah… i believe we were both drunk, nothing happened, i’m quite sure.” alastor assured you.

“i’m not worried about that, fucker! why the fuck were you being all cuddly?!” you frowned, pushing him out the room. “my dear, i believe it was you who kept touching my ears.” he smugly reminded you. “urgh, get. OUT!” you enunciated as you slammed your door shut.

“alastor!” charlie waved her hand out as she ran towards him. “sooo, i saw you and s/o last nightttt… did you two figure out your differences and become friends now??” charlie asked excitedly. “ah, unfortunately not, dear.” alastor’s eyebrows furrowing with annoyance.

#partly nonfiction LOL #sorry if ooc im still drunk 😔#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel x reader #alastor #alastor x reader #alastor hazbin hotel #hazbin alastor #hazbin hotel alastor #hasbin alastor #alastor hc #alastor headcanons #alastor hazbin x reader #alastor the radio demon

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ecstacy-appleofmyeye · 2 months

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jason grace headcanons<3 (some x reader too)

a/n: my boy needs more love 🥺 also i haven't read all the books (im lazy) so if i miss something important that's why. also, reader is intended as male but i'll use they/them or you/yours pronouns

general hcs;

i don't think he's as macho/buff as some ppl make him out to be.

he is strong, obviously, but im sure as hell that he isn't 80% muscle . he's lean—skinny but muscular—and tall, very tall(193 cm, 6'4''—in canon) with lots of scars all over.

hates going to the doctor and getting stitches.

with all the fights and quests he's been im sure he made lots of visits to the infirmary and hated equally every single one.

he's scared of roaches, especially the ones that can fly (tbh who isnt afraid of them)

hugs ppl when he's excited (i think it's canon too? i may be wrong). he'll have to restrain himself from choking the air out of his friends and you. but he's respectful if someone doesn't like touching.

his glasses break at least once a month. he's not clumsy, but sometimes he forgets and fights with them. usually they just fall amd someone accidentally steps on them.

he loses them a lot too for some reason??? he'll just leave them on his nightstand to sleep and the next morning they're gone. where did they go? who knows

kinda afraid of nyx kids. they don't get along very well but he's trying to be friendly.

isn't afraid to fight someone if they insult his friends.

i saw a hc that roman demigods don't have dyslexia (cuz they use english to read, instead of greek) BUT they have dyscalculia instead 'cause of roman numerals.

and it makes sense. tbh i always thought of jason as more of an english type rather than maths.

neatest handwriting ever.

he has selective mutism. it stems from his anxiety and trauma from when he was under lupa's care—and extreme training. he also has migraines, thanks to lupa—again—and her anxiety-inducing training.

it wasn't uncommon for him to have panic attacks and have trouble talking—like the words couldn't get out of his throat—during his first quests. he was all alone too, so that didn't help at all.

i think reyna would be the first person he consulted for help.

after chb and camp jupiter united he would spend more time with hypnos kids, since their relaxing aura helped ease his mind.

very clingy in his sleep

he and thalia shared a small wolf plushy when they were younger.

whenever she visits camp and he happens to there they usually go to the lake and listen to thalia's music (i hc that music lovers have adapted and started using mp3s to listen to music).

he eats everything. he was a picky eater when he was younger but he grew out of it and eats pretty much anything that isn't molding. if it's not something disgusting (human flesh, scat, these things) then he'll probably eat it.

he's not photogenic at all 😭

dude is literally so handsome but you can't take a good picture of him to save your lives.

he's ticklish on his palms and elbow. aND HIS WRISTS!! someone will try and grab him by the wrist and he'd start giggling.

he Never shouts or yells. for any reason. jason always tries to talk calmly. he doesn't like it when he's being yelled at, and definitely feels bad if he does it to someone.

he doesn't like conflict. some times he'll just agree with anything just so he doesn't start a fight.

he's pretty awkward at the start of your friendships, but when he opens up more he's very talkative.

if you are the type of person that like to share your food, he always eats some of it. he can't say no to food.

he might look like he doesn't gaf about anything but it's just his resting bitch face.

he also doesn't express his emotions a lot but he's trying to get better at that.

romantic hcs;

cuddler!!!! he loves cuddles!!! my boy craves physical intimacy (intimacy in general but anyway)

his favourite position is either him laying on top of you (or the opposite) while you play with his hair.

not that romantic most of the time ex. bringing flowers and chocolates or stargazing/going to a cafe/going out in general for a date. but he can be sappy some times.

i think he'd probably prefer for him and you to sit in a room together and they do something without necessary talking to eachother (literally my idea of fun)

he will make you food tho.

not an amazing cook but he's trying his best <3

also not that big on pda. he'll be cuddly in private but never in public. hand-holding is as far as he'll go.

at first he's insecure because, what if he messed up their relationship? what if he upset his s/o? he needs lots of reassurance.

like. he grew up in a world where everyone expected him to be the perfect leader that saves and helps everyone anytime, doing the oh-so-noble-thing of selflessly sacrificing himself for others. he was forced to grow as jason grace, the son of jupiter but never just jason (there are other posts here that describe what im saying better

ahrm anyway

his perfectionism makes him second guess if he's doing anything wrong, he always tries to be perfect for his partner :(

they need to remind him that he's perfect just the way he is. he doesn't need to change himself for anyone, that they love him for being him <3

his love language is quality time. being a praetor means that he needs to sacrifice his personal and private time for his duties. at first it was alright, but now that he has a partner he values any time he gets to spend away from his job with them.

loves it if his partner's love language is words of affirmation.

im imagining them cuddled in his bed, both ready to fall asleep any second and his partner murmuring how much they love and appreciate him while playing with his hair.

he'll literally melt in their embrace. he needs someone to remind him that his mistakes are human.

jason definitely likes sparring with his s/o. sometimes he likes a more intense spar, other times he likes it so he can spend time with them.

he's so sweet and respectful and nice and understanding if you don't like physical touch.

he was raised by wolves so im 100% sure that he bites (take that however you will).

likes it when before you kiss him, you gently caress with your thumb the scar on his lip, kissing it first and then you kiss his lips.

🦋🦋🦋🦋

the butterflies in his stomach are going around in circles.

your affection in general makes him feel dizzy. like, gods, he loves you so much and you're being so sweet he'll faint.

overall he's an amazing boyfriend <33 he'll always be there for you but you also need to be there for him

#the-tower's-archive #jason grace #jason grace x reader #male reader #gn reader #jason grace x male reader #jason grace x gn reader

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romanestuffsposts · 12 days

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can you please do a daddy!bucky playtime where the little!reader is jumping on his bed and he tickles them and the little!reader starts to get sleepy so he feeds them a bottle/changes their diaper and has a nap with them???

Hi there love! 💜

Of course I can that’s so lovely!! 🩷

I’m so sorry it took times to be out but I hope you like how I write your beautiful request ☀️

Lot’s of loveeee 🎀💕

*****

Warnings : tickles, laughters, giggles, pet names, playful, tease, bottle, paci, cuddles, kisses, happy morning

Pairings : Daddies!Stucky ; Daddy!Bucky x Little!Reader

Summary : A playful but sleepy morning with Daddy

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It’s rare that you’re up before your Daddies. You always sleep until one of them come to wake you up. But apparently, today is different.

It’s been two days now that your Papa is on a mission in Poland so it’s just you and your Daddy for the whole week end- well now for one more day.

Your Daddy probably didn’t closed the curtain all the way down like you usually do so the morning sun woke you up because of that.

No matter how hard you tried to fall back asleep you couldn’t because of the sun, so now you’re walking toward your Daddy’s room. You hate being up when everyone else is asleep.

You quietly open his bedroom door and walk toward his bed as discreetly as you can- which means not discreetly at all. Your Daddy heard you coming when you were still in the hallway, he patiently wait with a small smile on his lips as he hears your little footsteps on the floor.

He feels you claiming in the bed and seconds later you’re jumping on his bed with all the strength you have. Your jumping right beside him with loud laughters as you keep screaming that it’s time to wake up because the sun is there.

Your Daddy fakes a groan ‘’baby it’s not because the sun is there that it’s the time to wake up’’ he fakes whine to play along.

You giggle louder ‘’of couse it is’’ You keep jumping while your Daddy had his back toward you. In one seconds, he turns around, grabs your ankle and make you fall.

He hold your legs in his arm and suddenly runs his fingers up your legs toward your belly ‘’you wanna laugh ? I’ll give you something to laugh about’’ He attacks your ticklish belly with all he can. Your laughters got louder again and you try to squirm away from him but can’t because of him.

‘’What baby ?’’ He chuckles ‘’what’s wrong ? I thought we were having fun here’’ he smirks at your reactions.

He moves toward your sides and change between your sides and ribs ‘’where are your ticklish spot ?’�� He wonders ‘’huh ?’’ He tilts his head

Your try to move his hands away and he takes that opportunity to attacks your underarms that were exposed for a second ‘’you don’t wanna help me finding out ?’’ He questions ‘’alright, i’m a big guy, I can find by myself’’

‘’You were laughing pretty hardly when I was on your little belly here’’ he says while wiggling the tip of his fingers on your belly. He hummed while looking at you ‘’where didn’t I try ?’’

‘’Oh! Here’’ he squeezes your thigh, taking you by surprise, causing you to yell. He chuckles at your reaction ‘’waaa look at that! That was pretty deep’’

He go down on your knee, he doesn’t have the same reaction but is still happy of what he got. Even if you’re less ticklish at some spots you’re still are in general.

He lightly wiggles his fingers down your legs until he reaches you little feet that are trapped by him. ‘’Oh! Found another one ?’’

You try to kick your foot away as he spiders your sole and toes like never. ‘’I’m happy with what I found out. I often forgot how ticklish you are until Papa and I tickle you again’’ he chuckles ‘’it’s so much fun, really. Love it’’ he winks ‘’and love you of course’’ he says stopping his attacks to kiss your little nose.

You take deep breath making him chuckle ‘’you wanted to wake me up, you paid for it’’

‘’A little sleepy now, aren’t we ?’’ He notices your eyes and guess by himself. You never wake up that early so you didn’t had all your hours of sleep, it was just minutes before you start to get sleepy. Your Daddy just accelerated the process.

He grabs the bottle of milk he has in his nightstand- in case you ever need one at night, and once it’s warm enough, he gave it to you. He lies back down and you rest against his arm, by his side while you drink calmly. Your Daddy stroke your belly while he waits.

He ended up holding the bottle for you because it start to get heavy with the sleepiness that takes over. Once it’s empty, he drops it beside the bed and roll the cover above you. When he looks down at you he sees your eyes close and sleepy breath leaving your sweet lips.

He smiles and kisses your forehead before sliding your paci in your mouth ‘’sweet dreams, my beautiful girl’’

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barnes-lothbrok · 1 year

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Little Love (Tattoos II)

Ivar x Reader

Summary- Ivar admires his pregnant wife sleeping.

Warnings- fluff, mentions of pregnancy and being pregnant

Word count- 1k

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Ivar ran his hand over his face as he slowly limped down the hall, leaning heavily on his crutch.

It had been a long day of duties, from listening to villagers worries and woes to planning for the coming summer raids. All he wished was to cuddle beside his wife who he'd missed deeply throughout the day.

You were normally by his side through it all but over the past few weeks you had been condemned to bedrest on the healers orders.

He paused as he got to the doorway of your bedroom, admiring the view before him. He never understood how you could sleep in such contorted ways.

As the fire in heath lit the room, you laid with your head buried in his pillows while the furs meant to keep you warm were tossed in a bundle beside you. Your night dress had risen up to expose your legs and tattooed thigh.

It had been a year and he still adored the sight of the ink on your skin. His innocent Francia princess turned Viking queen.

He moved towards the bed making as little sound as possible but from the soft snores it was clear you were in deep sleep. You hated when he told you, you snored but he found it adorable, although he never brought it up again as it earned him silence treatment for a few hours until he made you laugh about something.

Gently he perched himself on the edge of the bed, removing his shirt before carefully trying to remove his braces, something you had always done but he wished not to wake you.

He swore under his breath as he struggled before jumping slightly as you moved behind him. Slowly looking over his shoulder, he found you'd shifted towards him, like a magnet in your sleep.

Smiling, he gently tucked some stray hairs behind your ear and cupped your cheek as you hummed. You made little noises at him as if you were trying to talk to him but the capture of sleep was stopping you. Another thing you hated but he found heartwarming.

His eyes travelled down your body, taking in everything little detail from the freckle on your shoulder to the ink on your thigh down to your toes. He still couldn't believe after all these years, you were his and he was yours.

With a small smirk he lightly trailed a finger up your leg and traced the design on your thigh. He watched as your toes wiggled before tiptoeing his fingers up your hip.

His hand rested there a moment as he watched you shift more onto your back, relieving the swell of your stomach.

Ivar's eyes lit up as he felt tiny movements against his palm while he placed his hand gently on the bump.

"Hello, my little love" He whispered as he leaned down beside you, braces forgotten for the moment.

His thumb caressed your stomach over the fabric of your night dress, his face in a beaming smile as the movements continued. He was lost in a world of bless until you suddenly gasped and bolted up.

"My love?" Concern flooded his features as he watched you hold your side, eyes scrunched tightly. He had moved his hand away quickly as if his touch had burnt you.

You shook your head, getting your breath back before replying.

"It's ok mon coeur. Just a hard kick to the ribs" you sighed softly, kneading the dull pain in your side.

"Did I cause that?" He asked, still nervous to touch you again for fear of causing harm.

"No, I believe he was just excited to hear his father" you gave him a gentle smile took his hand in yours "you did nothing wrong"

"That was a kick?" He frowned "I thought the small movements were kicks?"

"In the beginning but he is growing stronger and bigger everyday" You felt were his hand had been before laughing slightly "I think that he was wiggling his arse"

"Oh" Ivar said softly, casting his eyes down before looking up at you as you placed his hand back and yours on his cheek, stroking his cheek bone.

"It's ok, I'm ok" you smiled gently "we are both ok, the kicks means he's healthy"

Ivar hummed as he moved to kiss you before breaking away as he felt a few kicks on his palm. His eyes widened as he checked if it hurt you before smiling down.

Ever since you told Ivar, he was to be a father, he had worried non stop about the health of the baby and yourself. The fear was justified as there was a small chance the baby could be like him and over the years of trying for an heir things hadn't been smooth.

After no success in the first couple of years, you decided to stop trying, if was meant to happen, it would. Over time you both believe it wasn't meant to be and were content with each other, this pregnancy was a shock but a happy one.

He shifted to place his head on your stomach while you ran your fingers through his hair.

"Little love, I know you are showing us what a strong warrior you will be but let's make a pact to be gentle on your beautiful mother" He murmured as he caressed your bump and earned a few softer kicks back.

"Oh Ivar" you smiled down at him, tears in your eyes.

He glanced up at you and smirked "Excuse me, I'm having words with my little love, my love" He teased dismissively, "this is not for you, go back to sleep"

You laughed and shook your head at him before you relaxed onto the pillows once more, listening to Ivar as you closed your eyes and played with his hair.

"I know your mother refers to you as he. Something about mothers instinct but just know my little love, we will love you whatever you are. You just focus on staying healthy and strong" He whispered as your hand slowed in his hair "we can't wait to meet you, I have so many things to show and teach you"

He glanced up at you again, noticing that you had fallen back to sleep."First lesson, always look after your mother, right now she is trying to sleep and stay strong for you. Go to sleep too, little love"

#ivar the boneless #ivar ragnarsson #ivar lothbrok #vikings fanfiction #ivar x reader #ivar fluff

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elysiumarchieve · 1 year

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How do you think scara would be with a s/o thats always tired? Like always just on the brink of falling asleep

(Bonus: reader falling asleep on his shoulder)

honestly mood😭

scaramouche with a tired gn! s/o

warning: fluff! you're hella sleepy but honestly same, no proofread i'm so sorry😭

✧ first of all, scaramouche has no idea how exactly you managed to stay alive like this

✧ whenever he sees you, you're either yawning or about to fall asleep standing, something that was rather... odd about you (he genuinely wonders how you can fall asleep standing)

✧ being his s/o however, he keeps an extra eye on you and especially the way you constantly seem to be about to sleep wherever and whenever you can - one time he caught you lean against a wall and he couldn't even count to ten and you were already fast asleep

✧ while he first believes that it doesn't matter to him, he has found this trait of yours rather troublesome. while he doesn't happen to be the most talkactive in all of teyvat (unlike a certain mondstadter he once met), he almost couldn't believe his eyes when he turned around and all of his explanations had been for nothing because you were sleeping

✧ he even caught you once because your legs gave out and you almost fell forward right into the icy snow (and sometimes he regrets he didn't just keep you falling)

✧ one time he even saw fatui soldiers standing around in confusion and when he ordered them to leave, he just found you sleeping near the training camp in the tent, your head still resting on your fist from hoe you presumably were watching the soldiers train

✧ scaramouche allowed this three times to be exact. three times of you falling asleep while he was talking or trying to do something while you were nearby. the fourth time this almost happened, he decided he had enough

✧ from now on, he wanted you to stay close to him at all times. you were losing dignity falling asleep like this most of the time and it was embarrassing

✧ he might give you tiny shocks to keep you aware and the sadistic side of him cheers when your eyes snap back open in sheer bewilderment and you turn to him, only to see a giant shit eating grin spread across his face

✧ at night, he doesn't think it's too much of a problem. it's late so falling asleep is okay now, right?

✧ or so he thought until your head fell onto his shoulders and you were already way to asleep to notice him nudge your side with his elbow

✧ the first time it happened, he'd definitely push off your shoulder and leave. how could you be so relaxed around him? unbelievable

✧ but then it happened again, and again, and again... and again. and he was actually starting to lose his temper, seeing how you'd snuggle up to his side at night and how quickly you fell asleep. from then on, it took your head less than a minute to swing to the side and land gently on his shoulder

✧ and although he pushed you off every time, you'd just continue doing it, every night - maybe it was your way of trying to cuddle him, the way you wanted to be close to him at night

✧ scaramouche didn't exactly dislike it. he did, don't misunderstand, but that he's the person you're leaning your head on? it kind of caused his chest to feel warm and fuzzy and for a moment he thought he had become incredibly sick

✧ however, he'd try and help you get a proper sleep schedule regardless. what if you fell asleep and someone takes that opportunity to harm you? he doesn't really want to think about it, but the more he sees you becoming careless and falling asleep in places like trees, he sees it as necessary

✧ you better thank him for putting so much work into you, that's what he says when he tries to talk to you about it, only to be met with a shrug

✧ "i only sleep that well because i know you're around."

✧ again, there was that weird feeling that made him sick to his stomach. only when he is around? how laughable, you should hear yourself

✧ in the end, even though he hates how you go about your day with one yawn following another, he decides in the end to let it be

✧ however, he often asked you in the comfort of your four walls to sit down next to him so he can make sure 'you're actually asleep and not pretending so you can work' - it was literally the worst excuse for him to have you sit next to him and fall asleep right there so he can test the genuineness of your words

✧ he also won't push your head off his shoulders anymore,, congrats!

#genshin impact #genshin x reader #genshin #kunikuzushi #headcanons #scaramouche x reader #scaramouche #this didn't turn out too well because i'm tired myself rn... LMAO #my brain isn't braining today

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fandomxpreferences · 1 year

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Oh, How the Turn Tables

Pairing: Jake Seresin x wife!reader

TW:none

Summary: Jake comes home to a furry new room mate and isn't as pleased as you hoped.

Word Count:1.7k

When you told Jake you have a surprise for him on the car ride back to your house, he thought it would be something cheeky. He thought maybe you bought some new lingerie or saw something new you want to try. Hell, he even thought that maybe you finally redid the bedroom the way you've been dying to.

What he didn't expect was to come home to a 6-month-old Golden retriever curled up on the couch. He turns to look at you with wide eyes only to find you staring back with excitement rolling off of you.

"What the hell is that?"

You roll your eyes and sit down to scratch the sweet boy behind his ears.

"This is Mozzarella, Mozzi for short. I told you I wanted to get a shelter dog, I just couldn't pass her up." You explain and he looks at both of you skeptically.

"I leave for two months and you have another man in the house?" He scowls and your eyebrows shoot up.

"You're being a bit dramatic, Jake. He'll love you!"

Jake eyes the dog and Mozzi just tilts his head curiously while peering up at the man. You can't help but think of that saying, something along the lines of 'dogs tend to look like their owners'. It seems fitting as you take in their equally perplexed faces and golden hair, almost causing you to giggle.

As soon as Jake makes a move to sit next to you, Mozzi curls up in your lap and effectively puts at least six inches of space between you and your husband. Jake looks at you with his jaw dropped and you just shrug.

"He likes to cuddle."

Jake crosses his arms like a child and leans back on the couch.

"Yeah, so do I." He grumbles and you can't help but chuckle at him.

The next couple of weeks doesn't go as smoothly as you were hoping. Jake hasn't warmed up to Mozzi at all. In fact, he's begun insisting that the dog hates him and wants you all to himself. You try to tell him it's ridiculous, but he's relentless.

Jake can't even get within a foot of you if the pup is around, always standing guard at your feet. You find it adorable, Jake isn't quite on the same page.

He reaches his breaking point when he walks out of the bathroom one evening to crawl into bed.

"No, no, hell on earth no. He is not sleeping in our bed!"

Jake shakes his head wildly from side to side, and you smile at his unstyled and grown-out hair flopping around.

"Baby, he's gotten used to it and he's been so sad since you kicked him out!"

You're pouting, and Jake already knows he's going to cave. He stares you down for a few more seconds before sighing and running a hand down his face.

"Fine, but he sleeps at the end of the bed only."

You give a mock salute as he crawls into bed and nudges Mozzi down toward your feet. He stays there long enough for Jake to curl up under the blanket and pull you into him before setting on a warpath.

It seems the second Jake touches you, Mozzi is trying to wedge his way in. You laugh loudly as the large dog plops down on top of both of you until Jake moves to make some space. Your hands tangle in his fur and you kiss him on the nose as his tail wags.

Jake watches in disbelief, not comprehending how you don't see this dog has it out for him.

"Y/N."

You glance up at him and quirk an eyebrow.

"You can't be serious right now. This dog is the world's biggest cock block."

You want to laugh but his face is deadpan and you realize he's really serious and upset. Your eyebrows pinch and you gently coax Mozzi out of the room before shutting the door and curling into Jake.

"Okay, fine. Maybe he has a bit of an issue. He's just territorial, kind of like someone else I know who's jealous of a dog." You tease with a pointed look.

"He just doesn't know you, and you haven't exactly made any effort to get him to like you. Think how weird it must be to settle into a new place and routine, and then one day a man just shows up and stays. You should be glad he's protective, it means he's watching me when you can't."

Jake pouts and you giggle softly, curling up into his body as the two of you drift off.

The next morning, he gets a bright and early start. He's determined to make this damn dog like him if it's the last thing he does. He starts off with a drink from Starbucks because though he'd never willingly admit to it, Jake loves a caramel Frappuccino.

He takes a trip to the nearest pet store and spends way more than what's acceptable on toys and treats.

Your jaw drops when he walks in carrying two bags full of dog supplies, your head shaking side to side with disapproval.

"Jake, you can't buy a dog's love!" You exclaim and he raises his eyebrows as he pulls out a stuffed duck with a squeaker.

"Watch me."

He tries his best to get the Golden's attention, but much to his dismay Mozzi sniffs the new toy a few times before losing interest and trotting over to you.

"Oh for fucks sake!"

His frustration is only amplified when the squad comes over for the first time since you got your newest family member.

He watches disgruntled as Bradley rolls around on the ground laughing as the dog licks his face and shoves the duck toy in his face.

"I don't know what your problem is, Hangman. The dog seems perfectly lovable to me."

Jake huffs like a petulant child as Phoenix joins them in the fun and crosses his arms.

"This is such bullshit."

Naturally, when you ask Jake to take Mozzi to a grooming appointment a week later he's reluctant.

"Baby, he hates me. He'll probably try to hijack the steering wheel and run me off the road."

You roll your eyes at his antics, losing patience with the whole situation.

"Okay, you have to see that you're being dramatic. Just drop him off and I can pick him up when they're done."

He finally takes the leash from your hand, holding it as if it's a live wire, and groans.

"Fine, but I'm going to hate it the whole time and I want you to know."

You lean forward to give him a kiss before shoving him out the door.

"That's the spirit."

Jake makes another stop at Starbucks on the way to the groomer and waits patiently in the drive-through. He can feel the dog panting as it stares at the side of his face and turns to look at him.

"Don't look at me like that. No."

The pup continues staring at him with big brown eyes and he pinches the bridge of his nose as he finishes his order at the speaker.

"Can I also get a pup cup?" His voice is quiet and jumbled, heat spreading across his chest and neck as the words leave his mouth.

"I'm sorry, can you repeat that please?" The barista asks and Jake wants to die on the spot.

"I asked if I could also get a pup cup." He reiterates louder this time and looks around to make sure there are no hidden cameras that can use this as blackmail later.

The girl chirps back a confirmation with his total and he pulls forward to the window. He takes his drink and sets it in the cup holder before reaching back for the cup of whipped cream.

"He's so cute!" The teenage girl gushes and Jake mutters a thanks before pulling away. He pulls into a parking spot since he's got plenty of time before the appointment and sighs before taking the lid off.

He holds the paper cup to the dog's mouth and grimaces at the sound it makes as he laps up the treat.

"This stays between us. I can't believe I'm a 6'0 fighter pilot and I'm feeding a fucking dog a pup cup. I'm one of the most lethal men in my field, the only one with confirmed air-to-air kills yet here I am like a college girl with her prized show dog."

Mozzi just stares back at him as he rants and he shakes his head. Great, now he's also talking to the dog like it understands what he's saying.

He gives the pup a minute to finish before backing out and is shocked when he feels a wet tongue on his cheek.

"Oh, gross. You got whipped cream on me."

Jake suppresses a gag as he wipes his face with his sleeve, and glances over. Mozzi is looking at him with his tongue sticking out and tail wagging, before nuzzling forward into Jake's side.

He hesitates for a second before smoothing his hand over the golden fur on his head and giving his ear a scratch.

"Alright, fine. Maybe you're not all bad."

You're shocked when Jake offers to pick Mozzi up from the groomers, but agree nonetheless. You're even more taken aback when he walks in with the dog and curls up with him on the couch to watch the Longhorns game.

"So I assume you two resolved your differences?" You tease and Jake flips you off jokingly before returning his hand to Mozzis fur.

You move to join them, only to find that there's no room. You try to scoot the dog to the side, but he stays planted firmly in place as Jake scratches his back. It's like you aren't even there, and the sudden shift in demeanor makes you frown.

"Hey, can you move him? I want to cuddle and he's in my way."

Jake tears his eyes away from the screen to look at you briefly before turning his attention back to the game.

"Well, well, well, how the tables have turned."

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This Isn't Barbie Land: Chapter 2

Ken x Fem!Reader

>:3 hehehehe. I've been in a bit of a writers block but here is chapter 2. Also don't hate me but it's left on a cliff hanger! I felt bad for no updating as much as I want to but I figured I give you all this teaser and how much fun chapter 3 is gonna be hehehehehe

I'll be completely honest this has been super hard to write. I want to just get it out but damn writing Ken is just exhausting. I also have a little plot in my head but I'm making it up as it goes. I'm used to writing something cute but don't worry my angsty hands will be ruining all of their fun shortly

This is 18+

Warnings: porn watching, almost smut, making out

Word Count: 2172

Ken didn’t expect that there was so much to being a real person. Drinking actual liquid, eating real food, and actually sleeping and time not passing by magically. He wanted to do everything with you. When you had made a makeshift bed on the couch for him, he ended up sneaking into your bed after you had fallen asleep. Which ended up in him being smacked in the head with a pillow when you woke up. Apparently there were some things people did alone, e.i. bathing.

He learned that when he barged in on you showering, naked and ready to join, instead of the “Hi Ken!” he expected you had screamed at him to get out. Ken also learned that being nude in front of each other wasn’t normal either. When you had exited the shower he had been waiting for you, still naked. Again, to his surprise, you slammed the bathroom door shut and hid from him. He tried to coax you out but you made it very clear that until he was clothed you weren’t coming out.

You ended up giving him your laptop and told him he could look up any questions he had when you went to work. Ken hated you leaving, you were gone for what felt like an eternity. What made it worse, by the time you got back you were too tired to do anything and went straight to bed. You explained to him that your job was only open late. You went to work at 3pm and arrived back at 11pm. Ken would try to sleep while you were gone but he just couldn’t. Why couldn’t you just stay home with him.

He moping on the couch, the laptop in front of him playing a video on horses. He had only been in the real world for a week and you had worked every single day. He partially understood why you felt so lonely, you were busy every single day working yourself to the bone. He snatched up the laptop and began typing away in Google.

Things to do for your girl after she’s had a stressful week

Ken gasped when the search engine corrected the word girl to girlfriend. Did those mean the same thing? His heart had that weird feeling again. Hammering away in his chest so fast he swore it would burst.

It didn’t take long before Ken had fallen down a rabbit hole of “Things to do for your girlfriend”. Some articles said to cuddle and kiss her, while another mentioned cooking a romantic dinner for her. Another said to buy her a gift, a necklace or chocolates. Ken didn’t know how to cook or have any money, and the thought of holding you tight caused his heart to soar. He began typing away once more.

Romantic dinners when you can’t cook

A list of restaurants nearby showed. He could take you to dinner but what would you do afterwards? You had mentioned something about dinner first then something else. A switch flipped in his brain, you said he should take you to dinner before beach sex. He had forgotten all about that! He had been meaning to ask you about what beach sex was earlier but you had been so busy he was more focused on getting to know you first in the small time he had with you. Ken knew everything there was about the beach and yet beach sex didn’t ring any bells. You had made it seem that beach sex comes after dinner, and if dinner would help relax you then beach sex must do the same thing.

Beach Sex

Ken clicked the first link there and it led him to a lot of videos. Videos of beach sex. It couldn’t hurt to watch just one, this was for you after all.

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It had been another exhausting night but you were thankful your seven day stretch was over and you had a full five day weekend. You knew you had to shop for groceries seeing as you were feeding two mouths now and also stop by the mall to buy Ken some clothes. He had only moved in with the clothes on his back and you hadn’t had time to pick some up for him. At least you had an obsession with men’s clothes for pajamas so at least Ken didn’t have to go naked. You cursed a little, remembering him being butt ass naked in front of you when you had been in the shower. You had expected a doll body but nope, he was fully equipped. You also had to give it to him, he was equipped very well.

“Ken, I’m home.” You opened the door of your apartment, kicking off your heels and bracing yourself for the immediate bear hug Ken always gave. Instead you were greeted to the sight of Ken, bug eyed watching your laptop, with loud moans and slapping noises blaring from its speakers. He was watching porn. Ken was watching fucking porn.

The blonde quickly paused the video and jumped up, rushing towards you. You wanted to shrink, avoiding looking anywhere near his nether regions, scared of what was most certainly there.

“You’re home already!” Ken beamed. “I lost track of time! I wanted to set up a surprise for you before you got back!”

“That’s very sweet of you Ken…” Excuses rushed through your brain, trying to find one that would allow you to lock yourself in your room.

“I want to say thank you for letting me stay, so I was looking things up on the internet websites that I could do.”

You wanted to scream, the internet was the wild west. Of course Ken would come across porn, you just didn’t think you’d walk in on him watching it. At least it had just been porn and not some insane website filled with awful garbage or a scam website that would fill your computer with viruses.

The gentle touch of Ken’s hand tucking a strand of hair behind your ear pulled you from your thoughts. You looked into his eyes as he softly dragged his fingers over your cheek, then your jaw making you swallow hard. Ken’s face was stern and focused as his fingers drifted down your neck, his palm just ghosting over it.

“Ken? W-what are you doing?”

“I’m trying to help you relax.”

“Ah. Um, thank you Ken.” He was not relaxing you in the slightest. You pushed his hand away and began inching towards the bathroom. “But I’m gonna go shower, hehe you know how sweaty I get at work.”

“No.” Ken grabbed your wrist and pulled you back to him. The look he had was intense, you didn’t know how to react. You couldn’t meet his eyes, a blush crawling up your neck. You were used to his big smiles and shining eyes, not this.

“Ken..”

“I can’t cook for you or buy you gifts, but I can hold you. Kiss you. Fuck you.”

You would be lying if you hadn’t been eyeing Ken up for the past week. He was hot. He never wore a shirt or when he did it was always an open shirt. He would flex at you “subtly” whenever the two of you chatted. On top of that he was sweet and excitable, and so so beautiful. It was a small crush, now that crush just said he could fuck you.

“I looked up what beach sex was and in the videos they kept calling it fucking and the man said he would fuck the lady. So I searched what fucking meant and if that could help relax you. I learned sex, not just beach sex, can be therapeutic.” Ken grinned, very proud of the big word he used.

“Ken, it’s very sweet that you want to help me relax but sex isn’t something we should do together. Those people are couples, usually, sometimes not but that's not the point.”

“But you're my girl, apparently that's another word for girlfriend.” Ken pouted, stepping even closer to you.

“That’s not what that means in our context, Ken.” You stepped back, bumping into the door behind you. Damn, you really had failed at escaping.

“But it fits how I see you!”

“Ken you really only known me for a few days, you don’t-”

“But I’m your doll!” Ken cut you off, stepping even closer, trapping you against the door. You watched him fidget with his hands before he rested them on your hips. “Let me help you relax.”

You opened your mouth to protest again but Ken forced his mouth onto yours. The kiss was terrible. Sloppy and teeth clicking together. He was pressing too hard, letting neither of your lips move in sync. You slapped his arms sporadically trying to get his attention but he was lost in the kiss, if you could call it that. He finally pulled away for air and looked down at you with pupils blown wide and an even wider smile.

“Wow.” He moaned and you squeezed your legs tight. His voice was like honey and you needed to hear more.

“Ken..” You gasped, dumbstruck with what just happened. You were speechless as the blonde held you in his arms, who also noticed your hesitance. He took your hand and placed it on his chest, feeling the warmth of his skin and the beating of his heart.

“When I look at you, I feel things I don’t understand. When I was watching those videos, I kept thinking about you. I also learned that another name for sex is making love. I want to make you feel loved. That’s the reason why I wanted to find you.” Ken leaned in close to you again, hot breath tickling your face.

Fuck it, you had nothing to lose. You placed your hand on his cheek, leaning towards him and kissing yourself. Ken tried to push hard again but you pulled away to look at him.

“Gently Ken, let me show you.”

He kissed you again but softer, letting you take the lead. You ran your tongue on his bottom lip causing him to gasp. You took the advantage and pushed your tongue into his mouth. You swallowed the low groan he made, allowing him to push you against your apartment door.

“Y/N…”

Ken’s moans were music to your ears and you continued kissing along his jaw and down his neck. You bit down on his pulse and Ken bucked his hips into yours, forcing a whine from you.

“Bedroom. Now.”

“Okay!” Ken didn’t even struggle, lifting you with ease and carrying you straight to your bedroom.

He unceremoniously dropped you onto the bed and jumped back into kissing you. Ken was a faster learner, it didn’t take long before he was the one in charge of the kiss. His large hands roamed your body and you mimicked what you had done to him earlier, kissing along your neck and biting hard hard. He licked at the spot you knew that a mark was gonna form in the morning but that didn’t matter now. Ken was all that mattered.

“Pants off.” You fiddled with Ken’s belt and made a mental note to thank him for rarely wearing shirts. Ken excitedly hopped off the bed and dropped his jeans with record speed until he was on you again. He was excited, so excited he wasn’t allowing you to breathe. It had been so long since someone had smothered you with this amount of love. You actually weren’t sure if you’ve ever been shown this amount of love before.

Ken was touching you but not the same other men had. He was soft, admiring your bumps and curves. He didn’t fight with your dress, leaving it on, not even pushing his hands up the skirt. His hands ghosted over your breasts afraid to touch them. You had to shove his hands down onto you just so you could half of the friction you desired.

“Ken… let me get out of my clothes.”

Ken was a good listener, pulling back immediately. You finally got to admire the man in front of you. His face was flushed and a smile was plastered over it. Ken’s chest looked fake, the perfect contour of each muscle was mesmerizing. You sat up, one hand behind you finding your dress’s zipper and the other running down his chest. You paused at his navel and you played with the waistband of his boxers. His cock was straining hard against the fabric, begging to be touched. You danced your fingers over the bulge, forcing a whimper from Ken.

You retracted your hand, looking up at Ken. His baby blue eyes were watery now, shifting uncomfortably from the lack of your touch. You laughed and peeled off your dress, thankful for the constrictive clothing to be gone. Ken’s eyes looked as if they were going to explode from his head as he watched you unclasp your bra, freeing your breasts. This was gonna be fun.

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Well ask and you shall receive, can I request a fluff fic with a flayed Billy, I'd just imagine him walking about your house accidentally spooking the reader cause he's supringingly quiet, and doing act of kindness such as bringing in wild animals since he sees the reader like them (specifically rodents please), and when the reader sleeps he just lays on top of them and sees that as cuddling, basically like a human sized cat trying his best to show love in his own ways. thank you

im slowly filling all your 6 month old requests... sorry... ill get there, i promise.

The sudden thud of your window opening forced your eyes open.

It was the middle of the night, your room was completely dark and the only sound was that of distant crickets.

You were barely awake, your brain still shaking itself out of your dream. Just when you managed to clear the sleep from your eyes, something heavy fell on top of you, scaring the absolute shit out of your sleep riddled brain.

“Jesus Billy,” You mumbled, your hand flying to the back of Billy’s head. He had practically buried himself in the crook of your neck, his breath warm against your cool skin.

You dragged your hands through his hair, gently separating the knots. Billy whined at that, sighing deeply at the comforting motion.

“Hey, love,” You said, now fully awake.

You and Billy had become friends not long after he moved to Hawkins. Originally you’d talked to him because Steve Harrington, resident douchebag and your ex-bully hated him, but you slowly became actual friends. He was a little intense, and you had to make him lay off his step-sister a few times, but he ended up being different than you thought he’d be. You started dating a while after figuring out you were both gay (a reveal that brought unknown amounts of relief to both of you).

You found out about the Upside Down soon after you’d been dragged there yourself. You managed to get out with your life and a small buzzing voice in the back of your head that wanted you to come back.

Maybe that’s how Billy found you again.

You carted your hands through his messy hair, gently untangling the damp curls.

You looked over to the small cage on your table. It’d been empty when the night began, but now a small mouse sat in it, hiding behind the small container for food. It seemed shaken up, though it may have been hurt. Most of the animals Billy brought you were. You weren’t sure whether it was because they were easier to catch or because he knew you liked to take care of them. Still, you smiled at the gesture, making a note to check on it tomorrow.

“You didn’t show up yesterday, I got worried.” You didn’t expect a response, and you didn’t receive one. Instead, he shoved himself into the crook of your neck, pressing himself to your skin as if he could somehow get closer than he already was.

“I miss you,” you said sadly, your voice quiet. “Miss being able to see you normally. Talk like we used to.”

He huffed, his warm breath tickling the skin on your neck. The small buzzing feeling came back, offering only a flood of emotions. You’d discovered it accidentally the first time Billy came back, but now you were thankful for the little knowledge you got about how he felt.

It was a wave of sadness and longing, a silent I miss you too.

“It’s alright,” You reassured. “You can stay right here until we get to be ‘normal’ again.” You chuckled slightly, smiling at the way his arms tightened around you. “Just don’t go missing on me, okay?”

You felt him softly nod before going completely still in your arms. A small moment of calm in the chaotic whirlwind that was his mind, but you’d take any moment you could get.

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I Hate You

Warren Lipka x Fem Reader

Warnings: smut (intercourse), angst.

part 2

You and Warren had a little situation going on. The two of you had agreed to be fuck buddies, no strings attached, no feelings, nothing. The two of you also agreed that you would be each others only fuck buddies so in a way you and Warren were in a relationship just without the actual label.

“Fuck Warren.” You said as you felt him thrust into you from behind, hands gripping your hips, his nails making crescent indents into the soft skin there.

“Almost there baby.” He said as he brought his hand to the front of your neck, wrapping his large, veiny hand around your throat, bringing you flush against his chest.

Your body shook with every thrust Warren made into your sopping cunt. Your head fell against his shoulder, eyes closing in absolute bliss as you felt him reach forward and toy with your clit.

“Warren, mhm please. I’m gonna cum.” You said as you felt your eyes rolling towards the back of your head. His hand worked faster on your clit, going in sync with his long, deep thrusts.

“Cum for me baby, give me everything.” That was all that he needed to say. You felt your body tingle as you released, your body going limp.

“Fuckkk.” Warren said as he felt your cunt clench around his cock, his release soon coming after. You felt his load shoot deep inside you and he soon began drilling his cum into your hole.

The two of you were spent, Warren’s cum seeping out of your abused hole. You both fell forward, you being crushed by Warren’s weight as he pressed sweet kisses to the exposed skin on your neck. You smiled at the action, turning your face towards him and placing a kiss onto his lips.

Warren treated you better than anyone had ever treated you in the past. You were falling for him and you were falling hard. One of your favourite things about having sex with Warren was the way he would treat you after. With other hook up’s in the past, guys would just get up and leave as soon as they had finished but Warren was different.

He would make sure you’d finish and after your activities the two of you would cuddle and watch movies together, order some food and even take a shower together too. He’d stay the entire night and sometimes even stay the entire weekend. No wonder you felt yourself developing feelings for him.

You had soon fallen asleep, your arm draped across Warren’s chest. He often caught himself staring at you while you slept, not in a weird way but he just couldn’t pull his eyes off of you. You were the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. You slightly twitched in your sleep-disrupting his thoughts- this had caused you you to tighten your grip around him. Warren smiled at the action, lifting his hand to caress the apples of your cheeks.

This was when he realised he had fucked up. He promised himself and you that there would be no strings attached and here he caught himself, absolutely smitten by you. You were just the perfect girl for him, but he was scared, scared about opening up and revealing his feelings, scared that you’d realize that you deserve way better than him and leave him, so he did the first thing that came to mind.

He left.

He knew it was a shit move, considering he’d never done it before but he thought that by getting himself away from you as soon as possible would help the feelings go away as soon as possible.

The next morning you had woken up, the spot in which Warren used to be in was cold by now and at first you thought he might’ve been in the bathroom or in your kitchen but once you made your way around your apartment, calling out to him, you realized that he had left.

Your heart had sunken a little at the revelation, Warren had never done this and you were a little worried, surely there was a good reason he left and perhaps he’d texted you as to why.

So you quickly reached for your phone but was filled with disappointment when you saw absolutely no notifications from him.

Did you do something wrong? Was it your fault?

All of these thoughts whirred through your head as your back hit the sheets again, tears welling up in your eyes. Every time something like this happened to you, you had always thought it was your fault.

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Two weeks had passed since you and Warren last spoke, you were an absolute wreck. You hadn’t left the house at all, except for when you needed to go to classes but as soon as those were over, you went straight back to your apartment, slipped under the covers and slept the pain away. Your best friend was growing incredibly worried about you.

It was a Friday night and you had just finished a bit of work and slipped back under the covers, curling your legs and rubbing your socked feet together as you watched one of your comfort shows. Just as you were getting to a good part in the series, there was a knock on your front door.

You groaned at having to get up and out of your comfort spot, but you did it anyway and you were soon walking towards the door with heavy feet. Once you opened it, a small smile had etched it’s way onto your face as you saw your best friend standing in front of you.

She immediately pulled you into a hug, she knew everything about you and Warren and she promised herself that if she ever saw him in public ever again she would beat the living shit out of him for just leaving you without any explanation.

The two of you strode towards your bedroom, you plopping down onto your covers as your best friend stayed by your rooms door, leaning against the opening.

“C’mon Y/n, you need to get out of the house, for fuck sake’s you’ve been cooped up in here for two weeks straight, it is not healthy, and I know you’re hurt but you’ve gotta atleast try and get out and about.”

She had a point, all you did was mope around your apartment, you needed to get out but you just weren’t feeling up to it.

“I really want to Soph but I just- I don’t, I don’t really feel up to do anything to be honest.” You said as you picked at the skin around your nails, a habit you picked up whenever you felt anxious.

“I know babe but you need to try or else you’ll stay feeling like shit forever. Josh is throwing a party tonight and I really want you to go with me, get as drunk as you want I promise to stay sober and you can even crash at my place after. You deserve to get out a little!!” She said and reached for your hands and pulled you up from your spot.

“Fuck it, yeah let’s go.” You said as you smiled towards her. Sophie immediately wrapped her arms around you and the two of you jumped up and down, Sophie called this progress, she had been trying to get you out of the house for so long after the whole Warren situation and you finally agreed to go with her to a party.

You had put on a cute little dress and let your hair down. You felt good about tonight, pleased with yourself that you decided to take Sophie up on her offer and go with her to the party.

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The two of you soon arrived to the party, you could hear music blaring from the inside. The two of you got out of Sophie’s car and were soon making your way inside the house.

Upon entry you both were greeted by Sophie’s boyfriend and his friend, Josh.

Once the greetings were over, Sophie ushered you into the kitchen, immediately reaching for a bottle of vodka and pouring you a shot, getting water for herself as she was adamant on staying sober and helping you have a good time.

She had managed to make you take about 3 shots, your head buzzing as you laughed at a stupid joke she made. You reached for the cup of water in her hand, needing something to cool yourself down.

You brought the red cup up to your lips and once you took a huge gulp of the cold water and brought it back down, your eyes caught sight of Spencer. Your good mood had immediately vanished, knowing that if Spencer was somewhere, Warren was close by too.

You smiled towards Spencer and caught yourself scanning your eyes across the room, looking for the familiar head of brown curls, the same head of brown curls that had left you with no explanation and broke your heart.

Your eyes moved across the many people inside the house and you soon found him, lips locked in with some blonde chick. A wave of anger washed over you, here you were thinking that you had done something wrong, that you may have upset him in some way and here he was swapping spit with some other girl.

You couldn’t be there any longer and as soon as Warren pulled away from the girl, your eyes immediately locked.

He wasn’t expecting you to be here, he knew he had fucked up and considering you just saw him kissing someone he knew he had dug himself an even deeper hole.

You stormed for the door, adamant on getting out of there, you felt as if you couldn’t breathe and you needed to get some fresh air.

You found yourself outside finally, your feet treading quickly along the side walk, you weren’t sure where you were walking to but you just needed to get away from him.

You were finally starting to calm down, the wind blowing into your face had helped but your peace and tranquillity was soon interrupted by someone calling your name.

You turned around and was surprised by the sight before you, Warren had been following you this whole time.

“Y/n slow down please!.” He said as he finally caught up to you.

“What do you want?” You said, your expression cold as you stared at him.

“Can we just, can we please talk?” He said as he inched closer towards you.

You all but laughed at his question, he ignored you for two fucking weeks and now that you caught him snogging with some girl at a party he wanted to speak to you? Fuck off, you thought.

“Oh now you wanna talk? Fuck you Warren. You leave in the middle of the night without even saying anything and then continue to ignore my texts and calls for two fucking weeks and now you wanna talk? Screw you.” You said in disbelief; all of the emotions from the previous two weeks had flooded back into this moment and you found yourself realizing that you weren’t even sad anymore, you were just really fucking pissed.

“I know I fucked up and I’m sorry but please just, I’ll explain everything to you just give me a chance please baby, please.”

“What the fu- no. You can’t just treat me like shit and then expect me to just come running when you call. I’m not your god damn lap dog Warren. Look I get we said no strings attached but a simple, ‘I don’t wanna do this with you anymore’ would’ve been so much better than you just saying absolute zilch. So fuck you and leave me alone okay?” Your cheeks grew wet as a few tears ran down them; you tried once again to turn around and walk but Warren grabbed onto your arm and turned you to face him.

“I know, I know I’m a total dickhead but just let me fucking explain, please baby just let me explain.” He said as he grabbed ahold of your hands.

“What don’t you understand Warren, I don’t wanna talk to you. I’m going home okay.” You said as you pulled your hands away from him, crossing your arms across your chest.

“How the fuck are you getting home?”

“I’ll walk. Now fuck off.” You said as you wiped your tear stained cheeks.

“Nah, I’m not letting you walk, I’ll take you home, get in the car.” You looked towards him and soon realised that you were unknowingly just walking straight to Warren’s car.

You shook your head as you neared him, pushing him against the chest.

“What is not clicking inside your thick skull??? I don’t wanna talk to you and I certainly do not want to get into a fucking car with you!” You said as your index finger kept tapping on his temple.

“I know you don’t wanna talk to me but I’m not letting you walk alone at night, your apartments way too far and I won’t let anything happen to you so please get in my car.”

All you did was laugh at his words and continued walking.

“Get in the car baby please. He said as you kept walking.

“Suck my ass Warren.” You said as you let out a little laugh, you couldn’t believe him right now.

This had absolutely done it for Warren.

“GET IN THE FUCKING CAR Y/N PLEASE!” He yelled as his hand slammed down onto the hood of his car.

Your body flinched at his words, Warren had never yelled at you before and he sounded pretty fucking pissed right now, it kinda scared you.

You slowly turned around to face him, slowly moving towards the passenger side of his car, opening the door and sliding in as tears were streaming down your face.

“I fucking hate you Warren, I HATE YOU!”

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sasusakucoded · 4 months

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Headcanon per sscoded number (1 to 100):

Sasuke uses his sharingan to learn regular chores (e.g. back massage).

Sakura looks at the ring that Sasuke gave her whenever she misses him.

Sasuke likes to be bathed by Sakura.

Sasuke falls asleep instantly when he's with Sakura.

Sasuke doesn't want to die in a battle because it will make Sakura sad again.

Sakura once told Sasuke that he can touch him anywhere and anytime and he takes it literally.

Sasuke visits Itachi's grave whenever he has free time and updates him about his own family.

Sakura initiated their first kiss absentmindedly.

Sakura still admires Sasuke's face that she stares at it when they sleep.

Sasuke loves slurping Sakura's tits.

Sasuke will always talk about Sakura and Sarada's strengths.

Sasuke loves hugs and cuddles.

Sarada studies Sasuke's hobbies so they can spend time together doing them.

If Sasuke likes something, Sakura will still wear it even if it causes her discomfort.

Sasuke believes that Sarada would love kawaii tomato more instead of kawaii peanut.

Sakura makes bitter chocolates for Sasuke for Valentines Day because he dislikes sweets.

Sasuke pretends to be sick when he wants attention and Sakura is well aware that he's faking it but will still give in.

Sasuke, as a touch-deprived person, likes being touched by Sakura very much.

Sasuke doesn't say I love you to his girls directly but has a way of letting them know via letters.

Sakura was not good at cooking at first but promised herself to be better for Sasuke and their future family.

They practice taijutsu together, which always ends up in a steamy fight.

Sasuke tried many times to create a ring for Sakura but failed, so he was surprised when he made a perfect one on the spot.

Sasuke loves tongue kissing.

Sakura always gives the best part of food to Sasuke (including her favorites).

Sasuke will never sing or dance unless it's for his wife or daughter.

Sasuke marks a dimension if it's beautiful enough for his family to have a vacation.

Sakura buys books for Sasuke and puts notes or reminders in random pages.

Sasuke makes sentimental gifts from his travels for Sakura.

Sakura asked Sai to create a photo album for Sasuke's younger years because he didn't have many photos.

Sakura loves making Sasuke moan.

Sakura sends song lyrics (oftentimes her favorite at the moment) to Sasuke when he's traveling alone.

Sakura hates it when she gets sick but loves it at the same time because Sasuke takes care of her.

Sasuke asked Aoda to take care of Sakura (and their daughter eventually).

Sakura's infinite tsukuyomi dream is to be with Sasuke and have their own family while Sasuke's dream is to have his family back (technically they're both living their dream).

Sakura will do something for Sasuke even if she hates it (e.g. bringing a bag).

Sarada asks Sasuke to buy her things from his travels and he complies all the time.

When there's an event that Sakura or Sarada wants to attend, Sasuke makes it a point to go home for it.

Sasuke has low tolerance to alcohol but even Sakura can't tend to him when he's wasted because in his head, his wife (unaware that Sakura is the one taking care of him) will get jealous.

Sasuke personally thanks anyone who has helped Sarada (regardless if it's small or big favor).

Sasuke loves to tease his wife by sending cropped pictures.

Sasuke and Sakura like to have evening tea outside their house and talk about random stuff.

Sakura's birthday present to Sasuke is coitus, so a year after that, they have Sarada.

Sarada loves giving sentimental and well thought-out gifts to Sasuke.

Like a normal couple, Sakura would ask Sasuke silly questions and he would respond to her with sillier answers just to make her happy.

For the first time after a long time, someone takes care of Sasuke from his clothes to paperwork, which he's truly grateful for.

Sakura didn't want to assume that they're together officially because they had no label but to Sasuke they're already a couple when they traveled together.

The ninja ranking is a running joke in the Uchiha household because they have a jonin, chunin, and genin in the family.

Sakura was worried that their baby will take after her (i.e. no kekkei genkai) but Sasuke assured her that it's fine if ever that happens.

Sasuke doesn't like it when guys (like patients) give Sakura random gifts, so he destroys them and replaces them with the same kind that has a huge Uchiha crest.

When Sakura and Sarada go shopping, they find themselves buying more things for Sasuke.

Sakura had odd cravings during her pregnancy and Sasuke made/bought them regardless of the time.

Sakura makes the best bento (i.e. complete meal with all his faves) for Sasuke's travels.

Sasuke and Sakura's favorite sleeping positions are anything intimate or any position that touches the other person's body.

Sasuke and Sakura have tried many sex positions and enjoy learning new ones.

Sasuke didn't ask Sakura to come with him for his atonement journey for the 2nd time because he automatically assumed she's coming with him.

Sasuke likes doing husband and dad duties when he's home.

It was unclear to Sasuke what he was trying to achieve in his atonement journey at first until he realized that he needed to forgive himself. ||| Sasuke hates it when people downplays Sakura's abilities. [Yes there are two sscoded no 57 because I'm dumb]

Sasuke missed the fun when he was a kid because all he did was train, so Sakura and Sarada try their best to heal his inner child.

Sasuke sneaks food into Sakura's office when he feels she doesn't eat on time.

Sarada gets pranked by her parents every once in a while.

Sasuke is very clingy when he's alone with Sakura.

Sakura always compliments Sasuke and praises him to other people regardless if he's around or not.

Sasuke rarely compliments anyone but he's very generous with his commendations when it comes to Sakura.

Sakura wanted to be put under genjutsu (like what Itachi did to Izumi) when they get older but realized it's unfair for Sasuke to be left alone.

Even if he's a bit inhibited because of his left arm, Sasuke likes to build training equipment for Sarada.

Sasuke enjoys any form of bonding (e.g. listening to their stories, watching them sleep, etc) with his girls.

Sakura tries to be a wife and a mom as soon as she leaves the hospital but Sasuke assures her that it's okay to deal with whatever's bothering her (i.e. unfinished work) even if she's home.

Sasuke always finds his clothes full of pink hair (even the inner part because he invites Sakura into his cloak when she's cold).

When Sasuke and Sakura traveled together, he started getting hardons often when she got too close.

Sasuke was bothered that his wife's back hurt from carrying their baby all night and that Sarada cried like she was hurting, so he learned how to cradle her with one arm.

Sarada didn't know that every girl in the village liked her dad when he was young, so she's surprised whenever she sees women bother/flirt with him.

In his atonement journey, Sasuke realized that he has regrets when he left the village when Sakura tried to prevent him from going.

Sakura and Sarada do everyday things (e.g. peeling shrimp, cutting his steak, etc) that are difficult for Sasuke to do.

Sarada has seen her parents do the cliché sweet TV/drama moments of couples many times.

Sakura makes Sasuke use facial and body cream for his protection and wellness and Sasuke follows even if he hates sticky things.

No matter how many times Sarada has pranked Sasuke about the lipstick stain on his mouth, she still gets him and he would always try to wipe it away.

When Sasuke got back from his journey, he visited and stayed with Sakura for the night and nobody in the village knew.

Sasuke would do anything (like eating his most hated food, natto) to impress Sakura's parents.

Sarada thought that it's only her dad that had fangirls when he was young until she found out that Naruto, Rock Lee, and others had a crush on her mom too.

Sarada was with Sasuke when she had her first menstrual period and they both panicked.

Enemies don't take Sarada seriously because she's cute and looks nerdy until she uses the abilities she inherited from her parents.

Sakura plans trips for their family whenever her husband is available but Sasuke knows that she is very tired from work, so sometimes they just stay at home and cuddle.

Sasuke and Sakura have been caught doing the deed many times and Sasuke just erases the memory of whoever saw them.

Sakura would send random lyrics to Sasuke via a hawk whenever she misses him.

Sasuke wants to help with the grocery but he always ends up buying too many or too little of something.

Sasuke as a dad is very proud of Sarada's achievements but he keeps it to himself and celebrates silently.

Sasuke and Sakura found a way to communicate using codes.

Whenever people praise Sarada's skills, Sakura is quick to say it's because of her Uchiha blood but Sasuke thinks it's because she takes after Sakura.

Sasuke and Sarada bond over books.

Sasuke makes the simplest passwords which makes Sarada frustrated, only to find out her mom is the same.

Sakura rarely gets jealous but sometimes she does and when Sasuke feels it, he assures her that there's nothing to be jealous about.

Sarada couldn't imagine Sasuke being chatty with anyone including Sakura until she heard them talk about random things for hours.

Sasuke is awful at surprises because it's so obvious when he's taking notes about his girls' likes and wishes.

When Sasuke says, "you forgot something," Sakura assumes it's a kiss but usually it's something else.

Sasuke has seen Sakura's memory when he was away (i.e. her fight against Sasori, healing Kankuro, etc) using his sharingan and became prouder of her.

Sasuke wants to make it up to Sarada, so whenever she wants to spend time with him, he makes sure to cancel whatever previous plan he has.

Sasuke had separation anxiety when he had to leave his family and the only thing that kept him going is the letters he got from Sakura.

When Sasuke has a mission in a new location, he checks it out for any medical advancement to share info with his wife.

Sasuke will do any of Sarada's requests including the cringiest things (like singing).

Sasuke proposed many times and erased almost all of them from Sakura's memory because he wanted it to be perfect.

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🪐⚡️ bradley - rivals/not quite enemies - letting them borrow clothes to sleep in

(i trust you on this one 😉)

drunk in love.

BRADLEY "ROOSTER" BRADSHAW X FEM!READER

cw reader is piss drunk, rooster is just a bit buzzed, they cuddle, me writing this at like five am on my phone. FLUFF. NON-DESCRIPTIVE READER.

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"Okay, come one, now! You've drunk half the Pacific Ocean in booze," Rooster spoke as he hooked his arms under you, picking you up from the car seat with ease.

"Fuck off, Bradshaw. I can walk to my own house. I-I don't need you driving me around like-like I'm some baby!" Your words are angry slurs, causing a faint smile to lift the corner of his lips.

Well, that's the problem. You weren't in your apartment. You were at Bradley Bradshaw's—your sworn rival's—apartment, and he was carrying you to his bed. You and Nix had gotten shit-faced tonight, so he and Bob had declared themselves your chauffeurs.

You slip in and out of consciousness with your head leaning against Rooster's shoulder. You half-notice Rooster changing you into his clothes. You want to protest, but his cold fingers against your boiling hot body feel amazing. You know he would never check you out while you're this drunk—he's being a complete gentleman about it. Another thing to hate him for in the morning.

He starts by taking your current shirt on and putting one of his that looks too big on you. He then unclasps your bra before pulling you under the covers and taking your jeans off—so he doesn't see something he's not supposed to.

You babble incoherent words as Bradley stares at your limp body. You'll be so mad when you wake up tomorrow—technically today—but at that moment he could care less. His place was closer to yours, and you looked ready to collapse when you came to the bar for another drink.

You wouldn't say why you and Nix were drinking so much, and that caused his concern to worsen. So, once he saw how drunk you were, Bradley Bradshaw did the impossible; he'd been nice to you.

"So hot," you slur and push the covers off, revealing the old band t-shirt he had picked for you to wear. It'd ridden up your thigh, partially revealing your pink underwear, and Bradley had to look away as he blushed.

God. You were in his bed, wearing nothing but his shirt, your hair splayed out behind you in messy waves. That was a memory he'd never be able to forget.

He was supposed to hate you—really—for intellectual reasons. That's how it has always been between you two. You were fast and precise in the air, and he hated how lost he got every time he watched you fly. Rooster hated your recklessness sometimes. He liked hated watching you sing songs with him on the Hard Deck's piano, but even more when you danced.

He hated the way your body and hair swayed to the music on the jukebox or the piano at the Hard Deck, and he hated when you talked to Nix more than him. He hated your petty insults about his flying, and your sarcastic comments every time he brought a girl around. He couldn't have you as his, but he also couldn't stand the way you snarked a comment about each girl that walked in with him.

You just couldn't see he'd being doing it to get your attention. Like a schoolboy picking a little girl's pigtails.

Maybe this—bringing you to his place, letting you lay on his bed, staying with you until you got comfortable enough to sleep—was because he liked you. A lot.

He shook his head. Rooster will admit he was a lite buzzed, but he also knew these thoughts were a constant thing on his mind. You are a constant thought on his mind. He'd thought about how it'd be for the two of you to get along all the time, not only when you were piss drunk or celebrating something.

He has to get up—your perfume is intoxicating.

"No, stay." Did he hear you correctly?

"Wh-What?"

"Stay, Rooster, sleep with me. Please, don't go." Your words are slightly muffled by your pillow.

"That's the alcohol speaking, sweetheart. You're going to kill me in my sleep once you realise who I am." The spark of hope he had, dies as soon as speaks these words out loud.

"N-No. I promise. Come cuddle me. I'm cold."

You don't need to say it twice. To hell with this rivalry. His house, his bed, his shirt, his rules.

Rooster stands up and quickly undresses, leaving him with just his boxers. Under the covers, your body radiates an insane amount of warmth, and all he wants to do is cuddle you as you had asked.

But he has to confirm you want to be this close to him. "Are you sure you want me this close to you? Cuddling you?" His voice holds uncertainty.

You hum. "I wouldn't want it to be anyone else," you say, so he puts his arm around you, pulling you close.

One thing's for sure, Bradley thinks, his eyes drooping, shit's going to get real in the morning.

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