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ewyaschild · 1 year

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Hmm for Lo’ak how about..

Him feeling extremely insecure due to him having some “sky people” traits such as 5 fingers, eyebrows, etc and people constantly telling him he has “demon blood”

We obviously come to the rescue though with kisses, and he’s all soft and subby laying with his back on the ground and we’re just kissing all his “insecurities” away.

Feel free to add in anything else you think would be a good idea 😉

i hope u don't mind that i turned this into headcanons! 💌

insecure lo'ak headcanons ⚘

sfw :

he obvi has his own features he's not so fond

you often find him comparing himself to neteyam

he'll say stuff like :

"why can't i look like him? why can't i look normal?"

he barley shows this with deep emotion because he doesn't want to be a burden but will talk if you ask

he adores you so much that he's slowly being convinced out of his insecurities due to your kind words.

he loves it when you kiss his hands, face, or any part of his body he doesn't like

lo'ak feels so at peace with you because you make him feel so welcomed, so normal

often he will come into your marui unannounced when he's feeling really down

crawls over to you like a dog LMAO and just plops himself on top of you,

he wants u to hold him like he's ur baby and that's what you'll do!!!

he kisses spots on your face (brow bone, eyes, lips) when he's feeling insecure about his

NOBODY can cheer him up like you do.

every time you give him a sweet pep talk, he always gets so mushy and soft

he shows his appreciation and thanks by physical affection

kiri will tease him a lot about certain features because she also shares them, but doesn't know how personal lo'ak takes it ☠️ so he goes to you to complain

"she called me unibrow today! my eyebrows are thinner than hers!"

he is never shy or hides his hands or face cause he likes the way you praise and support his avatar/human-like features :)

nsfw:

lo'ak looooovessss it when you give his hands attention!!! lo'ak with a hand kink!!! i said it!!!

anything that ranges from a hand massage to sucking on his fingers, he'll whine and beg you to do it

"please... it feels good when you use your mouth..."

after training or hunting he'll come to your marui (or shared one)

and will touch your body all over until you grab his hands and kneed them into yours, it drives him NUTS

after a while he'll start whining and moaning because it feels so good.

you'll say something like "show me what those hands do."

you say it as a joke and internally cringe but it genuinely turns him on ☠️

he loves it when you use your hands too

his favorite position is when you're on top of him, kissing his face and rubbing his arms / hands

usually it's soft and wholesome but then soon enough a boner is rubbing against your thigh because he's enjoying it way too much

if you continue this without paying attention to his "problem" he'll end up cumming in his loincloth untouched anyways

with that being said, when you're sucking on his fingers during any type of sexual activity he cums immediately

he loves watching you enjoy the parts of himself he doesn't, it gets him off

there will definitely be times when you're in public and you subconsciously give him a hand massage since it's such a regular routine

you snap out of it when you hear heavy breathing and almost unnoticeable whines coming from your boyfriend

"baby- please not right now?"

he'll plead you to stop because it's embarrassing how much he enjoys it

but you'll tease him and say something like

"but i thought you love this lo'?"

it feels so amazing he doesn't want to stop you so he ends up excusing you both and going somewhere private

he doesn't like telling you exactly what he wants verbally because it's sooo humiliating for him. what if someone hears?

but you love to pry it out of him

he'll be tapping your thighs and rubbing your back or waist more than usual

you'll hit him with the "what do you want?" cus you know he wants something

"what? i cant touch my (partner) anymore?"

cause he's embarrassed

"tell me what you want, baby."

he'll start to get frustrated at this point

"you know what i want..."

this goes on until he's honestly begging you to touch him because lo'ak is stubborn and won't listen for shit unless it's 100% in his favor!

a/n: i love making headcanons omg?? if u see this and like it send requestsssss lolz

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obeyme-and-myfics · 1 year

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Prompt: Y/N had a nightmare and asks comfort

Characters: Barbatos, Diavolo, Simeon, and Solomon

✨🌸Fluff🌸✨

Y/N is going to be gender neutral to the best of my abilities. They/Them Pronouns, and I’m going to try and avoid gendered descriptors <3 Also tysm for all the love on the last post! I really appreciate it and I'm glad I could feed my fellow simps (✿◡‿◡)

I'm also gonna apologize now for possibly being out of character for anyone and also not adding Mephisto, Thirteen or Raphael. I Haven't met them yet so I don't want to write for them just yet but I will in the future. Anyway onwards to the story (╯▽╰ )

TW/CW: Not describing what was in the nightmare but if that ambiguity bothers you and makes your mind spiral please don’t read and have a wonderful night,

Part 1 | Part 2(here)

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Y/N jolted upright, holding their chest as it felt as if their heart would run away. They tried to calm their breathing and their thoughts, unable to shake the horrors their subconscious cruelly subjected them to. They took some deep breaths and manage to calm themself enough to look at the time. They squinted as their D.D.D lights up and the numbers display on the screen. It was late. They wondered if it may be too late to ask for comfort from someone. Taking another deep breath both to sooth their shaky hands and for some courage, they opened their contacts to make a phone call.

Diavolo

Y/N stared at Diavolo's contact for a moment. Sure he certainly wouldn't mind comforting them in this time of need, in fact he'd be eager to help his human but the real problem came with his royalty status. He was a very important man and they didn't want to stop him from performing his royal duties. They bit their lip and breathed in before clicking the call button. The phone rings for a bit before he picked up.

"Y/N!" his voice raspy and tired like he had just woken up, yet still sounding excited as he spoke, "what are you doing up so late? Is there something you need?"

"Yeah it is late," Y/N laughed a little, "I was wondering if you could stay on the phone for a bit," they made their quiet request shyly.

"Might I ask why?" Dia questioned, now intrigued by such a simple request.

"I had a nightmare and I really don't want to be alone," they felt their cheeks heating up with embarrassment as the demon prince let out a soft chuckle.

"Of course I can do that for you. Are you sure you just want me to stay on the phone? It would be much easier to comfort you in person," his voice softened, taking on a loving tone with not a trace of mockery.

"I mean yeah but I don't want to bother you too much. You probably have more important things to attend to."

"In this moment, you're the most important thing I have to tend to. I'll be there momentarily, be patient for me, okay?" he hung up, and left Y/N a bit flustered.

They rushed down the halls, and to the front door. Y/N paced around impatiently unlike what Diavolo had requested of them. They were excited yet anxious, worried about possibly making Dia lose sleep but happy to be held. Diavolo soon walked in, a grin decorating his features. Their worries washed away the instant their eyes met his.

He spoke up in a cheerful yet hushed tone as he shut the door as to not wake the rest of the dormitory, "Y/N, Thank you for being patient. I'll make sure you're comfortable and back to bed in an instant."

Barbatos

Y/N hesitated before calling the demon butler, unsure of whether or not he'd appreciate them being even more work for him. Barbatos had a lot of responsibility and little time to rest, seeing as he was the butler of the next king of Devildom. They sighed and internally gave themself a little pep talk before calling his number. The phone was ringing for only a second before Barbatos picked up.

"Good evening Y/N," he greeted, formal as ever with all my adoration of course, "is there a reason you're calling so late?"

"Yeah there is a reason.. I just need someone to talk to, I don't want to be alone right now," they mumbled out, "sorry for bothering you, you don't have to obviously."

"You're hardly a bother, I'd be happy to assist you," his calm voice reassured them that they were in fact safe, "shall I stay on the phone while I make my way to you?"

"Come to me?!" they blurted out loudly in a panic but quickly lowering their voice, "don't you have to be at Diavolo's side at all times or something?"

"Not necessarily, however my plan was to return to the castle with you.. Is it that you don't wish for my physical presence?"

"Well, no, I do.. I just-"

"Like I've stated before you are far from a bother, the young master is sleeping so all should be well. I'll send a message to Lucifer so he knows your whereabouts," he chuckled as Y/N sighs in defeat.

"Alright as long as its not an issue.." a small smile formed as they got themself ready.

"It is truly a pleasure to make you feel safe."

Simeon

Y/N tapped on Simeon's name, confident he wouldn't mind them bothering him. They didn't expect him to come over all the way from purgatory hall of course. They really just wanted him to talk to them for a while until they calmed down at the very least. The phone rings for a minute before Simeon picked up.

"Good morning, Y/N," he yawned out, "what are you doing up so early?"

"Well.. I'm not really up by choice,"

"Oh? Did something happen or is Asmo pestering you?" he chuckled a little, "though.. if it was just that you wouldn't have called me."

"I guess you could say something happened," they sighed softly, "this is really embarrassing.." They felt the heat rise to their cheeks

"Don't be, I won't judge you even if I think its something small," Simeon now sounded fairly awake and more serious than before

"I had a nightmare, I just don't want to be alone right now... I'm sorry," their voice quivered, threatening to crack and give away the fact there were tears trying to escape their eyes

"I see. I'll be over as soon as I write a note for Luke," they heard Simeon shuffle out of his bed.

"You don't have to come Simeon,"

"I know but I want to help you, Y/N,"

They grew quiet for a moment, "can you stay on the phone until you get here?"

"Of course I can. I'll care for you for as long as you need."

Solomon

Y/N didn't hesitate to call Solomon, full well knowing that he was up most nights. They waited impatiently, growing more anxious as the phone continued ringing. There was no answer, "Maybe he'd actually asleep for once..." they thought to themself, putting the phone down and rolling over. Y/N closed their eyes, trying to rest once more but was unsuccessful.

They sniffled softly before being startled by their phone ringing. Peaking at the screen, they smiled a little at Solomon's name being displayed. They answered after swiftly grabbing their phone once again.

"Sorry for not answering, I was busy with one of my projects and didn't hear the phone," he laughed a little bit, "but why are you up so late?"

"Oh. If you're busy its okay.. I just had a really bad nightmare."

"I see. That's unfortunate," he states the obvious, "What do you need from me to help?"

“Well I don’t know.. I just thought we’d talk and hang out on the phone, but-“

“No buts from you. I can do that but I think it would be much easier if I came to you,” he laughed.

“What’s so funny?” they pouted as if he could see them through the phone.

“I actually just finished something to help with this exact situation,” Solomon sounded excited, “how convenient! I’ll be over soon,”

Solomon hung up the phone, leaving Y/N alone again. They sighed, getting up and ready to greet him at the door. They wished he would’ve stayed on the phone but he was a bit oblivious when it came to social situations same Solomon same but they wouldn’t want him any other way. It was endearing in his own way how he got so excited at times that he forgot how to read a room affectionately of course. They waited patiently at the front door for Solomon to arrive. Solomon opened the door with a small smile.

“Solomon!” Y/N hugged him tightly

“Good evening,” he hugs back with one arm, pulling a potion out of his pocket with his free hand, “now let’s get you back to bed”

#obey me shall we date #obey me x reader #obey me x you #simeon obey me #diavolo x reader #diavolo obey me #barbatos obey me #barbatos x reader #simeon x reader #solomon obey me #solomon x reader #obey me fandom #omswd fanfic #obey me fluff #omswd imagines

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toska-writes · 7 months

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Welcome back bestie!! *muah muah* 💖💕 A humble request for my weary heart-- Some wholesome language barrier Wolffe X Reader 😔✨️ The 104th is tasked to assist another planet with natives who unfortunately don't speak galactic basic, and the boys are kept entertained watching Wolffe trying to communicate <3

Ahhh thank you lovely! *muah muah*

“What?”

Summary: all the pack could do was smile and nod, and maybe try to figure out what you wanted to tell them

Paring: Wolffe x platonic!reader

Warning: none just some fluff!

Word count: 1336 (Not proofread!)

Notes: I’m such a sucker for platonic Wolffe so I hope you enjoy this moot!

The second day of a recovery missions were normally Wolffe's favorite. If everything went to plan of course.

He could see the tense shoulders and demeanor from his pack, the mission the day before wasn't exactly a walk in the garden as initially planned.

Sinker seemed to be lounged comfortably leaning against Boost, a strange serious look on his face as sleep seemed to run from his grasp.

The rest of the boys were in no better shape since most of them were dragging their feet and moping about while trying to load the ships before departure.

The village that they rescued was still in sight as natives started banning today to remove some rubble that cluttered the streets.

"Get up boys let's go." Wolffe ordered with a gruff attitude marching past the boy searching for a few things along the way.

Boost opened his mouth as if he was about the argue with the commander but quickly decided against it.

Following quickly on their commanders heels, Comet was almost hit in the face with a rubber ball Wolffe through quickly over his shoulder.

"I thought we were packing up Commander?" Comet questioned shooting a quick glance at Sinker.

Wolffe only shook his head as he continued with much more pep in his step compared to his pack.

"We have time" was all the clone said without a glance back towards his battalion which he knew was following him.

The cool breeze with the now setting sun seemed to wash away much of Wolffe's worry, taking a huge breath in after his helmet was removed, Wolffe quickly offered his assistance to a man carrying a heavy looking box.

Young eyes seemed to follow the rest of the men how were now quickly tossing the rubber ball back and forth between ranks.

Comet was the first to try and offer their games to the local kids with an outstretched hand and a kind smile.

The small boy took the toy curious and spoke a very quick sentence the some friends that waited by.

"That was a mouth full huh kid?" Comet spoke watching the kid throw the ball to a friend.

The young lad smiled up at the clone and with another catch said something that was definitely not in galactic basic.

"This is gonna be fun yeah?" Sinker spoke allowed waving Wolffe over now.

An invisible weight seemed to be lifted off his shoulders as Wolffe watched his pack start up a few games with the younger natives on the planet.

Groups of about 2 clones and a few kids were seen sitting on the outskirts of the game, the younger looking kids babbling about whatever in the whole galaxy they wanted.

It was until a hand pulled at the kama that hung of wolffes waist. Immediately the clone was hit with a curious look and what seemed to have been a question.

Wolffe stood there looking for a second, not exactly sure what to do since he had no idea what just happened.

The kid continued to talk only this time taping the comm around Wolffes wrist and cocked their head to the side.

Kneeling down Wolffe held his wrist comm out while saying. "Curious in this kid? It's pretty cool I know."

Wolffe didn't know he was doing it subconsciously, but his normally gruff and sarcastic voice sounded lighter now.

You tapped his shoulder plate now looking over his armor. With an idea dawning on you, you tried to speak again to the clone still kneeling.

His eyebrows furrowed as Wolffe tried to watch your body language to get a hint if you were asking, or telling something. But the quickness at which you spoke confused him.

Another tap tap across his armor was accompanied by some more words. "Look kiddo you can understand me yeah?" He asked getting an enthusiastic shake of the head.

Of course you could.

You shook your head quickly as if laughing at him before point to yourself and telling him your name.

Wolffe gave a small smirk before trying to repeat the name in the same accent.

Pointing at Wolffe now he was almost confused if you were asking him if something. The small rise in tone at the end of your sentence suggested that you were asking him a question.

Crossing his legs and sitting with you fully on the ground now he said. "Wolffe, my name is Wolffe."

A giggle escaped your lips as you once again forgot the clone couldn't understand you, but with a quick solution you made the howling sound of a wolf and point back his way.

"Yeah you're right." He said with a smile forming bigger on his lips.

This time your gaze was directed at where the game between the 104th and the native kids was being held.

He was confused for a moment before he looked down at your waiting expression.

Unsure of what you wanted Wolffe said. "Them? Those are my brothers."

The kid face lit up now as what Wolffe could assume the equivalent of 'brother' was in your language.

Testing the foreign word on his tounge a few time, Wolffe found himself sounding it out with the kid in front of him until it was perfect.

Getting the hand signals down now and repeating the word brother your could point to your self and hold up 2 fingers

"Ahh I got that of what you're trying to say." Wolffe laughed ruffling your hair as he continued. "You can take some of mine if you want."

A few sporadic motions later and you got the clone commander understanding a few different words in the planet language.

The clone commander was far from perfect which he wouldn't admit right away, but the joy he saw as you taught him was priceless.

Wolffe was in the middle of repeating the syllables of what he could understand was supposed to mean Sunset when a pair of boots came stomping over.

In the arms of Boost lay a small boy tired from the activities before. With a large gloved hand cupping the boys head Boost said. "Learning some stuff are we commander?"

With a shrug and a playful eye roll Wolffe responded "you could say that.

The comm at each of the men's wrist as the familiar voice of Plo Koon sounded out.

"'My dear men, I'm not sure how thrilled the council will be if we are any more late than we already are. I suggest heading back to the ship now."

Sinker joined his standing brother quickly looking at Wolffe and his companion before both men turned to retrieve the others.

Wolffe glanced back at you as almost a disappointed look crossed your face. "Sorry kid, but thanks for teaching me a few things"

Wolffe stood before quickly helping you to your feet as well. In a moment you were on the larger man in front of you crushing him as hard as you could in the biggest hug.

For a moment more words spilled from your mouth before watery eyes met his own.

"Awe kid it'll be alright. I'll come back and visit you, we all will." He gestured around as the village started to pack up for the night.

With a sniffle you reached out once again and grabbed the wrist of the clone commander. In one swift motion you moved one of the weaved bracelets that adorned your wrist to his own.

He started at it for a moment before you spoke one more word to him. He would always recognize that word now.

Brother, you said.

With one last squeeze and a wave you ran off to join some of the other kids who were preparing to go inside.

The braclet stood out against his white armor, and with a quick pat of it Wolffe turned and headed for his ship home.

Little did he know little eyes continued to watch him, hoping that one day they would see the commander and his men again.

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wonderland-x-showtime · 1 year

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I'm sorry if I submitted a request alr or if reqs r closed - I'm forgetful with things like this - but could I ask for some rui x reader comfort where reader is someone who gets along with basically everyone at school well and Rui feels like he isn't deserving of them as a partner because he's not as emotionally open or "normal" as them? So, reader asks him about not spending as much time next to them at school as he typically does which causes him to just break a little and cry.

Thanks in advance, you obv dont have to do this tho!

RUI WITH A MORE POPULAR READER

THIS IS SOOO BITTERSWEET poor rui frfr…,,, sorry this took so long! like i said finals is literally this week and I’m more busier than usual! and don’t worry, you haven’t submitted a request until now! also, i didn’t really understand what it meant by "reader asks him about not spending as much time next to them as he typically does”, so i went with my best guess and though that maybe you wanted RUI to just.. slowly avoid reader subconsciously as he also subconsciously held himself back during the Halloween event in wxs when TSUKASA gets injured by one of his inventions? sorry if this is not the case, please let me know and i will rewrite it. hope you enjoy the show!

KAMISHIRO RUI (神代類)

when you first started dating, RUI was honestly surprised. of course he didn’t doubt your love as just a simple prank on him, but he did overthink a lot bit since he’s well aware of both your social status’

you’re incredibly popular and loved by many people in school while he’s.. nobody. he’s a weirdo, as others would put.

you knew that and you still loved him despite the rumors spreading around that he might plan on blowing up the entire school, why? he genuinely believes he’s ruined your social reputation just by talking to him. despite all the rumors and weirdness he brought, you genuinely loved him.. right?

he doesn’t open up to you about his concerns as he was afraid you would realize that he’s right and leave him. instead he treats you in the best-RUI way possible.. although he’s a bit dumb when it comes to having a romantic relationship.

slowly say by day, the constant overthinking about how much he thinks he’s ruined your social life has taken a negative toll on his mental health and thus subconsciously led him to avoiding you more around school. it hurt him doing this but knew you’d be better off without him

this devastated you greatly, but you weren’t ready to give up on him. one day you finally corner him (NOT LITERALLY LMAO) and desperately ask him why he’s been avoiding you many times during the weeks which eventually led to months.

while he wouldn’t really cry at any situation, this one led him to slowly break down a tiny bit as he still tried to smile a bit, although it was very wonky and just sad to look at. he’s a quiet crier, so he whispers gently and tells you everything he’s been constantly thinking about. your reputation, his reputation, how he feels like a bad curse that’s ruining your reputation.

in the end though, you comfort him with a hug and a pep talk (or just a simple pep talk if you’re uncomfortable with physical touch) that you don’t care how negatively he affects your social reputation. if anyone dares to ask why, you will by staying by his side no matter what. you chose him as your boyfriend for a reason.

eventually this calms RUI down as he apologizes for crying a little bit in front of you, feeling very embarrassed by it. you tell him it’s fine, and he thanks you, thanks you for everything you said specifically. he knew you meant it deep inside your heart, and eventually he was able to return back to the same old RUI after that moment of vulnerability he had

while after since then he’s been less concerned about his reputation ruining yours, the thoughts will still be in his mind no matter what. it’s not like it’ll go away the minute you told him how you truly felt about him, but it’s mostly in the back of his mind now. he tries now to be more open to you privately about his feelings, knowing he shouldn’t keep you in the dust anymore.

#WAHAHA! WONDERLAND X SHOWTIME HAS APPEARED! ✨ || writing~#pjsk #pjsk x reader #project sekai #project sekai: colorful stage #wonderland x showtime #wxs x reader #rui kamishiro x reader #kamishiro rui x reader #rui kamishiro #kamishiro rui

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my-mummy-dust · 1 year

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something where the teams like, teasing aaron about the marks the reader left on him?? and the bad attempt of covering it up with make up or something 🫣

Request from @hearthotchner

❤︎ Hotchner walked into the bullpen, briefcase in hand. Something about him was different. Maybe it was little extra pep in his step, or the smile he was trying to fight off. Or maybe, just maybe, it was the small red tint that took on his cheeks. The moment Morgan saw him he raised his brow and called out to him.

“What’s got you so giddy, Hotchner? You’ve got a little too much energy for not having any coffee yet”

Hotch subconsciously adjusted his tie, but that was it just a rouse to make sure his collar was covering the lower half his neck. Prentiss and JJ both popped their heads up from their desks, with questioning looks. Rossi walked from the coffee area, mug in hand. The moment he saw what was on Hotchner neck, his eyes lit up like a damn Christmas tree.

“Aaron Hotchner coming into work covered in hickeys?”

He asked as he pushed his collar back down with the end of one of his pens.

“Dave,”

He whisper-yelled as he tried to pull his collar back up, but before he could Morgan had run over to see.

“Oh. My. God. Guys hotch totally got laid last night!”

JJ said as she turned to Penelope, who was coming to see what the commotion was. Hotch went red. He tried to keep his cool, but it was hard to when almost his entrie team was gawking at the array of hickeys peppered over on his neck; differing in size and color. Prentiss scoffed.

“Everyone knows you cover it up with makeup, not a shirt collar”

Hotch tried his best to ignore all of the snide comments and make his way to his office but his team had other plans.

“Hold your horses man, we need to talk about this.”

Morgan was still getting a kick out of this, as was Rossi.

“What is there to talk about?”

Hotch crack a smile for only a second, then once again tried to calm himself down. Finally after quite some time of this form of harassment, hotch had made it to his office, still shades of brilliant pinks and reds.

While he wasn’t very fond of all the attention he was getting for his team, if someone were to ask (which he prayed no one would) - he’d say it was worth it. He loved every second he spent with you last night, and would gladly walk into the bullpen covered in hickeys you gave him every day if it meant he could spend that time with you again. But maybe next time he’ll cover them up better. ❤︎

A/n - I hope you liked it!! I haven’t written anything that someone’s requested in a long time, so I’m sorry if it’s short, but I really enjoyed this one! Thanks for the request🤍

#aaron hotch x reader #ssa hotchner #criminal minds #agent hotchner #super sexy agent hotchner #my writing #criminal minds fanfiction #thank you for the request!

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comfortfics · 5 months

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I Don't Ever Wanna Lose My Best Friend

"Her head has no open wounds and he thanks a God he’s never prayed to before. He brushes hair out of Kiara’s face and looks at her with a teary gaze. “Kie baby? Can you open those beautiful eyes for me?” Those eyes that can bring down armies if it came down it. He has no doubt they could both start and end a war."

or, Kiara and Sofia race on their boyfriends motorcycles to break a tie, but Kie doesn't come out of it the same way she went into it.

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“Our girlfriends have to break the tie” Rafe sneers looking right at Kiara.

JJ subconsciously takes a step in front of her, “No fucking way.”

Rafe shrugs, “It's the rules. Always has been.”

“You can shove your rules-“ JJ starts but Kiara cuts him off. “-I’ll do it.” “The hell you will Kiara you don’t have to prove anything I’m not letting you put yourself in danger for a stupid bet.”

“You’re right, you aren’t letting me because you know that you don’t let me do anything. I can do it.”

“I know you can Kie, of course you can but…” He knows arguing is useless. She does anything she sets her mind to. Even if it scares the shit out of him.

“Are you sure?” JJ tries one more time. Kie smiles “Yeah, you know as well as I do, you can’t kill a pogue.” He’d really rather not test that theory on her. “Besides,” Kiara looks over to Rafe putting his helmet on Sofia and giving her what looks like a pep talk. “I really want to wipe that smirk off his prepubescent face.” JJ breathes a small laugh. This girl.

JJ reluctantly grabs his helmet and guides it over Kiara’s head. It’s his favorite part about her because it is what makes her her. If anything happens to that beautiful head of hers...he pushes the thought away immediately. Nothing is gonna happen. You can’t kill a pogue. Right?

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Continue reading here!

#jiara #jiara fanfiction #obx #jiara fanfic #jiara fic #jiara outer banks #outer banks #I don't ever wanna lose my best friend #fanfiction #fanfiction update #fic update #kiara carrera #jj maybank

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giggly-squiggily · 1 year

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Marks Of Progress (Black Clover)

Heyo! I'm home today! (Weather chaos), I felt a bit inspired as of late and decided to take a mini break from Candy Hearts to write about Asta and Luck! I need to do more Lee!Asta content, and here we are! I hope you like it!

CW: Scars, body insecurity

Summary: Asta's feeling a bit off regarding all his scars from battle. Thankfully he has someone like Luck to make him feel better.

Cloud 9 (Taglist peeps)

@duckymcdoorknob (Thank you for the inspiration, friend!)

“Asta! Asta Asta ASTA!” Luck all but bolted at him the minute he saw the shorter wizard, bouncing on his heels. “I’ve been looking for you! Come on- let’s fight!”

“Heh? But I just got back-” Asta barely had time to respond before Luck’s hand was on his wrist, pulling him with him towards the door. “At least let me shower first!”

“No way! You’ll only get sweaty all over again! It’ll be a waste!” Luck grinned over his shoulder at the other, pausing when his eyes landed on his arm. “Whoa- what’s that?”

Along Asta’s arm stood a brand new scar. Long and curved, it raced up the side of his arm from mid-forearm to elbow. The color indicated it wasn’t fresh, but there was no denying it was there to stay.

“Oh that?” Asta nodded at it. “Got it the other day during a mission. I forgot to duck, hehe.”

“Pfft! Why would you need to duck? You’re already so short!” Luck cackled at his joke, choking on it when he saw Asta’s face. “Eh…ehem. Sorry.”

“No, no you’re fine. It’s just…” Asta rubbed the back of his neck, eyes trained on his arm. Alongside his new one, faded scars lined his once smooth skin. Short ones, long ones, curved marks and fresh wounds. It wasn’t just his arms- he felt them all over. Memories of powerful enemies and near death experiences ached with each phantom pain. “Do you think it’s a bad thing? How scarred up I am?”

“Why would it be?” Luck asked, tilting his head in thought. His smile shrunk to a more curious one, brows furrowing as he took in the question. “I think scars are awesome! Well- the pain isn’t great. And healing can be a real pain in the butt…” Luck hummed, rocking on his heels. “But each one tells a story! When you’re the Wizard King, the kingdom will want to know about all of them!”

“You think so?” Asta looked up, starting to smile at Luck’s words. “You don’t think they’re…I don’t know…ugly?” Asta flushed at the word, hating how subconscious he suddenly felt.

Luck tsked, releasing his hand before shrugging off his Black Bull vest. Now derobed, he yanked up his shirt, baring his torso to the other. “Check me out! I got scars too!” He pointed at the one along his stomach. “That one’s from that one guy we fought- the one who sent me flying. Oh! And this one-” He pointed at his hip, gesturing to the curved burn creeping up from his waistline. “This is when me and Magna went into that super cool dungeon! I walked into a trap, hehe!”

“What about that one?” Asta pointed at the scar just beneath Luck’s belly button, a mark so faint you almost didn’t see it.

“That…I don’t remember.” Luck blinked, poking at it some. “I think I got knocked out- somebody probably harvested my organs. The point is-” Luck smiled at Asta as he let his shirt fall. “Our scars don’t make us ugly! They’re marks of progress! Little reminders of the progress we made in our journey to get stronger! Nothing about your marks are ugly, Asta. Remember that.”

Asta blinked, letting it all sink in. He didn’t expect to receive a pep talk today- from Luck of all people too! It made him feel all sorts of feelings- the biggest one was loved.

Giving him a wobbly smile, Asta nodded, not trusting his voice. “Thanks, Luck…”

“Hehe, no problem! Now that we’ve talked about mine, what about yours?” The blonde reached out, poking Asta’s upper arm. “I know you got one here from that battle with the witches! Oh, and this one!” He poked his shoulder. “That was when you were training with the Vermillion captain! How cool!”

“Ah! Luck, what are you do-ihihng?” Asta jerked with a giggle when Luck’s fingers poked down his back. “Stop it tihihihckles!”

“This one, and this one, oh, can’t forget about this one!” Luck danced around him, prodding at the back of his ribs and hips. “All reminders of how badass you are, Asta! What’s this one? Or this one?”

“L-Luhuhuhuck! Luhuuhuck, cohoohohme ohohohon!” Asta giggled helplessly, wrapping his arms around himself as the older Bull relentlessly tickled him. “I geheheheht it! Now stahhahahap!”

“But I’m not done! There’s one here- move your hands!” Luck laughed, abandoning all sense of oblivion as he grabbed Asta’s sides, worming his fingers against the fleshy parts. “I wanna see those battle scars!”

“Ah! Ahehahahhahaha! Luhuuhuuhck!” Asta cried, grabbing at his friend’s hands as he squirmed. “Nohohohohow yohohoohu’re just behehehehehing stuhuhuuhuhpid- Ahehahhhahah dohoohohohon’t!” Luck’s fingers charged, little tasered zaps further electrified his nerves, sending fresh waves of ticklishness up his body. “Yohohohohohou suhuhuhuhuuhck!”

“Aww, so mean! And after I made you feel better!” Luck giggled like a child, bouncing with Asta as he worked his hands up to his ribs, zapping him here and there to get those loud cackles and squeals from the swordsman. “You’re just like Magma! He calls me all sorts of things when I do this!” His eyes danced as he shot his hands up all the way to Asta’s armpits, buzzing the tips of his fingers there.

“AHEHAHHHAHA LUHUUHUUCK!” Asta all but shrieked, spasming so hard he fell backwards. Luck followed him down, saving him from a concussion with a leg slide. This also trapped Asta in his lap. Two for one! “COOHOHOOHME OHOHOHOOHOHN! DOHOOHOOHN’T TIHIIHIHIICKLE MEHEHHEHEHEHE!”

“Why not? It’s so fun!” Luck giggled, amused by the way Asta’s cheeks pinkened, his smile massive. He curled and squirmed like a bug, feet kicking and hands balled up into fists. And his laugh- loud and happy sounding! If Magma’s wasn’t hilarious to listen to, Luck would say this was his favorite sound yet. “You sound funny, hehehe!”

“LUHUHUHUUHUCK ENOHOOHOHOOUGH!” Asta wailed, the hairs on his arms starting to stand from how much charge he collected. Seeing this, Luck retreated his hands, letting Asta roll off his lap and into a ball on the floor. “Ehhee…eheehhehe…thahahahnk you.” Asta huffed, spreading out like a starfish.

“Aww, you’re welcome Astar!” Luck cooed. “If I knew you’d thank me for tickling you, I’d do it more often!”

“Thahahat’s not what I mehaant!” Asta glared some, the look lacking any real malice. “I meant…Thank you. For what you said about my scars. It helped.”

Luck nodded, smiling to himself. If you looked close enough, you could see the faintest blush touching his cheeks. “It’s just something a good friend always told me. SO!” Luck shot to his feet, bouncy energy returned. “Let’s go train! I wanna show you my new magic!”

“Okay okay.” Asta snorted, reaching out a hand. Luck took it-

ZZZZZZPT!

“AH WHAT THE HELL?” Yami roared from what sounded like the toilet as the entire base went dark. Muffled screams and yells could be heard around the space, Noelle’s shocked squeal and Finral’s cry of surprise. Upstairs, something thumped loudly, Magma cursing up a storm could be heard seconds later.

“LUCK!” A chorus of voices all yelled, making the blonde pale.

“Asta…” He turned to the smaller man.

“RUN!” Asta grabbed his hand, booking it to the exit. They broke out into the sunlight, laughing like children as the rest of the Bulls hollered after them.

Thanks for reading!

#Black Clover #asta #luck voltia #tickle #tickle fic #tw: scars #tw: body insecurity #We need more lee!Asta #I got more Lee!Asta for us! :D #Luck and his friendship is so wholesome?#I need to write for them more #Hope you like it!

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matan4il · 1 year

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I absolutely loved that episode and listen, I get it I always want more Buddie scenes. But honestly I stayed off Tumblr most of last week because the moment Buck said, "life if Daniel lived", I knew this wasn't gonna be a heavy Buddie story.

However for me there were some distinct points that shot out right away. May mentioning to Athena it was a natural disaster. Right away reminded me of Eddie telling Buck that. Chris telling Buck he was gonna be OK, such a tsunami throw back. Athena telling Buck "you don't give up", reminded me so much of her pep talk after the hand sanitizer fire.

Also again, just May!!! She was absolutely perfect and beautiful in this episode.

I'm a bit ok Buck finished his journey with his parents this episode. It reminded me a lot of how Eddie has with his family. Also that was told the same way. Yes Buck was there for his break, however it has been Eddie's journey with his dad solo. They both absolutely had the same structure.

Anyway, I'm just excited to start this Buddie story now please writers!! Also, coming from a bit of a waspy family myself, I haven't let go that the Buckleys gave 20% down for Madney. So I can't wait till they have 20% for Buddies new home just saying. Listen, I live in CA, and homes are expensive. The practical person in me hasn't let that tidbit go!!!

Cant wait to read your new meta and as always sending you positive vibes and thoughts!! Hope your feeling ok!!!❤️❤️🩵🩵❤️❤️💙💙🩵🩵

Hi darling, thank you so much for sharing your thoughts with me! And yes, I agree. This ep was def intentionally packed with callback goodies, and to add to Athena's pep talk at the end of 405, she talks about what it means to be Buck, and that's exactly how dream!Bobby (which is really Buck's subconscious) phrases it to dream!Buck when the conversation gets to the difference Buck makes.

May was absolutely awesome, I loved seeing her in this ep and the way she was there for Bobby, with so much insight, understanding and love, just made me love their father-daughter r/s that much more. Which is especially poignant when remembering how Bobby once said he was nobody's dad.

I agree that Buck's journey with his parents has the same structure as Eddie's with his dad, though I'm not sure Buck's is over yet. I think he still needs to find the right distance for himself with his parents.

I am jotting this bit down about the 20% down payment and I am now looking forward to the same thing. Not even for the Buckley parents chipping in and showing Buck he matters no less than Maddie, but because... a Buddie home! *HEART EYES ALL OVER YOUR DASHBOARD*

Aaaah, I hope you have seen my 611 meta by now and that you enjoyed it! ^u^ Sending you so much love and hugs, too. I'm always so happy you found my blog and that I get to hear from you, and I'm sending you all the best wishes as well! As always, my ask tag. xoxox

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grapenehifics · 1 year

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Any or all of: 10, 25, 43, 51, 78, 79

(for this ask game)

10. Do you work on multiple wips or stick to one fic at a time?

Bare minimum two, so I can switch off and take a break on one if I'm not feeling it, but I try to limit myself to (actively) writing no more than four at a time. Like, if I want to add in a new one, I need to at least move one to 'editing'.

25. What’s your favorite part of the writing process (worldbuilding, brainstorming/outlining, writing, editing, etc)?

Editing! This isn't an original thought, but I like having written. I'm no longer staring at a blank page, I'm simply rearranging things I've already written to make them fit better or work better or deciding I don't even need them. More fun, less pressure.

43. Is there a trope or idea that you’d really like to write but haven’t yet?

I don't think I've mentioned this one yet? I've been trying to talk myself into tackling Obikin Thomas Crown Affair for *years*. Not because I don't want to write it (I really, really do), just that I don't think I'm ready to do it justice yet. But I *want* it.

(I am going to do it. Even if it's not perfect, I'm going to do it. I'm just full up right now. See #10 above.)

51. Does what you like to write differ from what you like to read?

Ooh, tough question! Yes and no. I write what I like to read, but I also read a lot of stuff that others do so, so much better than I would. I have very few hard 'no's' in my reading, and I can appreciate a lot of stuff that would simply be too far out of my wheelhouse to write. (Off the top of my head, this includes but is not limited to, PWP, heavy angst, historical fiction...)

78. What motivates you during the writing process?

Being done, lol. (See #25.) Moving from first draft to second draft, more specifically. Once I have a beginning, a middle, and an end - even if I don't particularly *like* any of them - that's when the real fun begins.

I find the actual act of creation - moving from 'ooh, that's a cool idea' to 'words on a page' - frustrating and difficult 90% of the time, is what I'm trying to say, and try to move past it as quickly as possible.

79. Do you have any writing advice you want to share?

I think the only writing advice worth a damn is 'read'.

In terms of inspiration, though, a random selection of some things that have meant something to me:

Lemony Snicket's NaNoWriMo pep talk

Bob Dylan's Nobel Lecture

I can't find it again to link to it, which is an important lesson in backing up your shit all on its own, I suppose (maybe 'back up your work' also counts as writing advice?), but I once read an interview with Steven Spielberg where he talked about the truck chase scene in Raiders of the Lost Ark, and that he always tries to establish very clearly what is happening, and where it is happening. Don't use up your audience's brainpower making them wonder, even subconsciously, where people are or where they're going or what direction they're coming from. Keep it simple. Establish what is happening, when, and where. Then, that frees your audience up to pay attention to the why this is happening, and why those characters are making those decisions, and that's where the real story happens.

(What I'm learning from typing all this out is, I need to start taking advice from people other than white men. Yeesh, that's embarrassing.)

Thank you, @palfriendpatine66, this was fun!

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fortunefishsalad · 2 years

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11/22/21

my phone ||

new names with new numbers new profiles with new pictures new tactics with new words and my heart in the mirror, i see a bump on my chest, it’s pulsating with love my pupils grow dark and big when i stare at the bags under my eyes and my heart at these tables between small talk and ‘who are you’s between dishes tried and true to a kiss no one asked me about and a hug where they’re floating off the ground my heart it stays thick and i shine and i’m radiant and i’m everything i’m the pep talk before the date i’m the ‘maybe next time’s in the ride home and the push and pull of not enough when the sun looks you in the eyes and squinting, you try to stare back, you wonder if you could love it you wonder if anything could love it more could love it more than it loves itself and you shrivel you raisin where the one would date

Tappin my foo ||t

Call me crazy I can hear you smiling Call me lazy But lets sit on the floor But lets let the water heat up And lets look up at the ceiling it’s stars if you squint but it’s boring up there Could you look at me instead Just for a second Call me crazy but you're shining In fact i can hear the complaints coming in I reach for my sunglasses And my hand trips into your fingers And they blush And you eat my anxiety And you push my fears behind my ears This now feels memorable When i’m married to someone wiser And i’m saddled with the weight of the world I’ll run my fingers through my hand In a desperate attempt to find your grasp For now i’ll squeeze the blood out And crush your bones So you’ll never forget how hard I wanted to keep you near me

venusian energy ||

it’s a forest fire heating system in this machine but you’re forcing gasoline down my throat dreamy eyes consuming my image starving, needing, and eating and your mouth begins to move and my hands begin to brace as the kindness bullets into my heart something soft screaming: aren’t I gorgeous too? and my lips begin to shuffle a thank you, unmodest and unrequited delicately pushing you across the restaurant and out the door as you scoot closer with your chair throne room ||

My body transmutes to gold Every lyric i whisper The most sexual sensual unease Every curious i ask My body floats up to heaven and they reach and beg me to stay a while

those earthy eyes Pouring terrified quiverings through chattering teeth and im full and renewed to be regarded in such esteem to be honored at this altar of salt and pepper my orfices are overflowing my ego is massive and enormous

i can feel it fill the room and it tenses you up and i lean into your terror and my eyes burrow into your everything as my mouth reveals your subconscious and your mind struggles to keep pace

purple robes adorn my stood up sitting figure and your trembling lips attempt to humble me i stare at your immature naivete with a gilded smirk scream insecure scream insecure louder and louder again and my swagger and suave leave you useless and repulsed i’m only as godly as the parish feeds the beast

that look those glances your words and your body Hymns to your rhythm Manual to your systems And literacy is something i pride myself on You’re simple And that revelation makes a modest man of your insecure soul Your soul lacks privacy and you lock the doors

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hotpinkboots · 2 years

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Ok how about mettaton with an under confident reader, like they think really low of themselves and are self conscious about everything they do, basically feeling like they're walking on eggshells with everything they do and any contact with others?

~Mettaton x Under Confident!Reader~

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Goodness, somebody finally requested something for Mettaton other than shy reader, thank you 💅

Enjoy~

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Mettaton

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~oh no tsk tsk this won't do

~Mettaton literally pretends to talk to your subconsciousness. Like it's a person.

~"NOW, NOW, K A R E N, WOULD YOU STOP BOTHERING MY BELOVED (Y/N) AND WALLOW IN YOUR O W N SELF PITY?"

~yes he named it Karen

~Mettaton named your fear and self-consciousness Karen.

~"DARLING, PLEASE TELL KAREN TO HUSH UP AND LEAVE."

~"IS KAREN BOTHERING YOU AGAIN?"

~"I HATE KAREN. PLEASE TELL HER WE'RE BUSY."

~"SWEETHEART, DO I HAVE TO STRANGLE KAREN AGAIN?"

~Mettaton won't only talk about how pretty you are, but he also 100% basically screams about how talented you are, and what a beautiful personality you've got.

~You're feeling embarrassed about something no one even noticed? hey look here comes a huge robot in the distance oh gee gosh golly look at that he looks really determined I wonder what he could want

~you to love and accept yourself, that's what he wants

~While he's goofy and will give you the loudest pep talk of your life, Mettaton will also be sweet and more quiet about it at times, giving you reassurance, and talking in a quiet voice.

~You will catch him staring at you with half lidded eyes and a slight smile- That's ultimate affection. It boosts your confidence a bit, although, he would be a bit embarrassed (he'd try to hide it of course) if you told him you've noticed him staring at you with such an adoring stare.

~He also looks up videos to help you! Meditations and talks. He's forcing you to listen to them~! They will eventually begin working, too....

~Mettaton always shoots down those embarrassed and bad thoughts whenever he hears you say them out loud. If you think, 'I can't do anything right', it's always "You do everything right, you just don't notice a difference in anything, so it feels wrong."

~His confidence and ego will start rubbing off on you, too. If platonic or romantic, spending enough time with him will have you think highly of yourself in no time. Mettaton cares about his fans, he cares about alphys, he cares about his cousins, so why wouldn't he care about you?

~Despite his need for attention and to have the spotlight constantly, Mettaton can and WILL put you in the spotlight, as well, making you the guest star, or even just calling out your name on stage to make everyone wave and cheer for you. If his praise isn't enough, an entire theatre filled of people cheering and smiling at you will be.

~Mettaton always goes the extra mile for whatever your needs are. It does not matter to him what you think of yourself, because he knows how wonderful you are.

~"Darling...You can't see it in yourself now, but soon, you will. I'll make sure of it. Come now, why don't you begin turning those bad thoughts into good ones? Let me help you with that...."

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~Love, PinkBoots

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inumaki-roll · 3 years

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i was curious how the DR (( nagito, hajime, makoto, rantaro, shuichi, chihiro, byakuya, izuru, kazuichi, & kiibo if that’s okayyahdsh sorry)) & AOT guys would react if their s/o who is selectively clingy w certain people kinda back off suddenly because they just feel.. embarrassed?? like when they were a kid people reacted negatively to their clinginess and would ignore them for it. and they just feel so dumb to show emotion & showing their clinginess? and they feel like they’re being a bother and being annoying too... & suddenly just feel like closing off from the world lol? i’ve been feeling like this recently and i’d love to see what they’d do if that’s possible please!! thank you so much!!

hi anon !! i’m this way too dw HWKWBWN

i hope it’s alright that i only did the danganronpa boys and eren, armin, jean, + levi but if you want i’ll def redo it later with more of the boys !! i’m really sorry today has been a wicked long day for me bc of doctor appointments and i have to write an email to my principal of my school because of a certain incident so i’ve been a little stressed with that and report cards coming up </3

- mod rantaro ✧･ﾟ: *✧

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MAKOTO NAEGI

- he can completely understand

- he’d make sure everyone left you alone and he’d let you stay in his dorm during the day and night

- he’d love the clingyness please

- he wouldn’t even get annoyed with it either

- if you thought you were annoying him he’d be so panicky

- waving his arms everywhere while frantically telling you how much he enjoys your company

- he’d be so mad at the people who told you you’re annoying

- constant reassurance- headpats, hugs, light kisses on your face, and lots of hand holding

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BYAKUYA TOGAMI

- he might act a bit annoyed, but as soon as he sees your insecure about coming off as annoying he softens right up

- he’d make sure no one messes with you because he can be quite intimidating

- he stays by your side all the time in public

- he would mention how he enjoys having you around him and he’s delighted that you’re so comfortable around him

- in public hed let you hold onto his elbow if you’re feeling like you don’t belong in a conversation and if you got really uncomfortable hed leave right now away

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CHIHIRO FUJISAKI

- he gets so flustered when you cling to him

- he loves it when you’re sitting right near him while he’s working on a computer

- he gets all smiley please he’s just too cute

- every so often he’ll turn his head away from the screen and plant a little kiss on your cheek to show that he’s not ignoring you

- i think he’d rather just hang out with you in each other’s dorms during freetime instead of socializing anyways

- he’d like teaching you little programming things

- he’s worried he might bore you so he programs something to your interests

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KAZUICHI SODA

- HED LOVE THE ATTENTION

- he’d literally never get tired of it bc he can be quite clingy as well

- lots and lots of affection

- he’d love it if you stayed with him while he worked on something

- he’d love showing off and showing you how to do mechanic things

- hed literally YELL at anyone who calls you annoying

- he could never even think for a second you’re annoying or too clingy

- he’d bop someone on a head with a wrench for you <3

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NAGITO KOMAEDA

- omg please.

- nagito would feel like he wouldn’t deserve your clingyness

- he’d tell you that over and over again too

- he’d watch his words carefully to not say something that may offend you

- he wouldn’t even mind that you’re clingy, sometimes he might get a little like “woah this is a lot of affection for me and i’m not used to it” and may accidentally distance himself for a short time but would recognize that he did that and remembers that you need someone and hed apologize and would never leave you alone again

- he’d smother you with affection right back

- he thinks you’re more deserving of affection than he is, so he gives back the same energy

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HAJIME HINATA

- tsundere hajime would be so like 🤨🤨🤨

- he wouldn’t know how to respond at first but he’d warm up quickly because he also likes the attention

- all the affection makes him feel so,,, special

- he loves it even though he may need a break once in a while, due to his stress

- he never ever even thinks of you as annoying and will argue with someone who thinks you are

- like a full on argument

- he’d always tell you how much he values your quality time

- he might sometimes accidentally mirror your actions and “cling” a bit too by subconsciously draping his arm over you when your next to him or always being able to find your hand while walking together

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IZURU KAMUKURA

- he’d be so confused on why you’re clinging to him, since he’s not a very touchy person

- he’d ask you this too and he’d understand that he’s special because you aren’t like this with everyone

- he’d do anything for you to make you feel more comfortable about being a clingy person and he explains to you that it’s not your fault you’re like this and to not get mad at yourself because it’s a normal feeling that lots of people go through

- he’d always have a hand holding yours or an arm around your shoulder

- he’d think it’s very endearing that you’re clingy

- so much quality time spent together finding random things to keep each other occupied

- sometimes he can feel exhausted or just drained and will just flop himself onto you and just lay in your lap and let out a big sigh and literally lay there forever

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RANTARO AMAMI

- he’d also enjoy it quite a lot

- he’d always offer for you to tag along if he’s going somewhere but he never wants you to feel out of place

- he’d literally welcome all the affection pls

- he’d literally go “aww” at it too

- he’d feel so content when he has your attention

- rantaro supremacy

- okay why do i think he’d ruffle your hair as a way of intimacy too

- BIG WARM LONG HUGS

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SHUICHI SAIHARA

- flustered emo detective

- he’d hide his face a bit when he receives a lot of attention because it gets him so blushy

- he’d be a little hesitant but,,, lots of pecks on the lips

- he’d also never even dream about calling you clingy or annoying because it could make you upset

- he wants you to be content and comfortable so he’ll always let you be near him

- play with his hair while he works on a case i’m ajsjkabssk

- he’d immediately feel less stressed and worked up

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KIIBO

- oh boy

- he always loves the clingyness because it helps him understand humans better

- he likes seeing all the different types of affection that you can give and will remember it and test it out on you later

- he like offers you little things for hanging out with him

- he’ll give you a flower for just being near him please he’s just too <333

- “y/n! thank you for your time today. i collected valuable data, now saved to my memory bank and it also let me get to know you better. i think it would’ve been a bit rude that you did not benefit from this so i hope you accept this flower as a sign of my graditude and as a thank you for being an extraordinary s/o.”

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EREN JEAGER

- also a bit confused

- why do you want to cling to him ?? he can get violent and loud sometimes ??

- he might be hesitant to accept the affection but would warm up

- he would be very,,, quiet while receiving affection

- like he becomes so focused on that

- will fight anyone who thinks you’re annoying

- when he finds out you’re really only like this around him he’s so shocked but honored

- he’d try his best to make you happy and comfortable

- he’d love love love holding hands

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ARMIN ARLERT

- bae would be shy shy

- he’d be so scared to mess up

- he’d literally freeze the first time he gets affection and would melt right into it

- like just pull him into a tight hug for the first time and he’d just freeze and go

- “y/n.... i-i really like this. can we stay like this for a bit? please?” and would hug you back tightly

- then he gets used to it

- he welcomes all the affection and he smiles widely whenever you go to him and he tries to hide it

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JEAN KIRSTEIN

- he’d try his absolute hardest to make you happy and would cling right back

- he’d be flustered and try to act tough at the same time akshakue

- i think he’d like tracing his fingers around your back and arms

- big hugs

- you have to let go first on hugs, he never lets go [hes scared he might loose you]

- gets a little nervous and panicky if you aren’t being your usual clingy self

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LEVI ACKERMAN

- he wouldn’t really respond

- he’d let you cling onto him and will let you follow him around

- he’d warm up to it very slowly

- and one day randomly returns the affection

- i think he’d like little kisses on the knuckles or hands

- he wouldnt get annoyed because he’s one of the only ones who’s treated this way by you so he wouldnt want to hurt your feelings

- if you did get insecure he would give reassurance by a kiss and a “pep talk”

- won’t tolerate anyone calling you annoying

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earlgreydream · 3 years

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professor barnes.

| professor!bucky barnes x reader | smut | fluff |

don’t mind me, I’m fantasizing about bucky being my hot professor ✨

cw: this is obviously a professor au, so there’s that (please don’t hook up with your profs irl) and also like, slight innocent kink? but not really, mild degradation (not meant)

You were tapping your pen against your lips.

You were deep in thought, hanging off of every word your professor spoke. You listened intently, taking in everything Professor Barnes had to say about World War II history.

History fascinated you, but not near as much as your sexy professor did. James Buchanan Barnes was nothing if not criminally gorgeous. It was distracting.

You really did try to focus on history, but it was so hard when you were watching his soft, full lips move. Occasionally, he would run his fingers through his dark hair, his muscles flexing under the white button downs he always wore.

“Miss Y/N!”

You were snapped out of your thoughts, your pen falling from your fingers and clattering against your desk. It seemed to echo as all of the other students looked at you. Silver eyes bore into you, and you swallowed thickly.

“Professor? I’m sorry, could you repeat the question?” You asked shyly. He looked at you for a moment before sighing.

“I asked who the leader of the Soviet Union was during World War II.”

“Joseph Stalin,” you answered, feeling sick to your stomach at his irritated tone.

“Thank you. Let’s try to pay attention for the rest of the lesson, yeah?”

Your face burned in shame, and a few of the girls smirked at his scolding.

“Yes, sir,” you nodded before he went back to his lecture.

You took notes and kept your head down the rest of the lecture, your penmanship a bit messy from your shaking hands. You closed your notebook and put it away as he ended the lecture, and students rushed out, eager to get to their lunch breaks.

You realized you were the last one left, and you stood, making your way through the empty desks.

“Y/N,” Professor Barnes said your name, and you stopped.

“I’m sorry-” both of you said at the same time, and you bit your lip, letting him continue.

“It wasn’t my intention to shame you.” He finished, and you looked into his silver eyes.

“I’m sorry that I got distracted. I’ll pay better attention next time... I usually do.”

“I know, you’re exceptionally intelligent, Y/N.”

You blushed at the praise, and he offered a small smile, putting you at ease. You thanked him before leaving, thoughts of him filling your mind the rest of the afternoon.

James couldn’t stop watching you. He was lecturing on the USSR, but part of his mind was on you. The way you listened to him, careful not to let yourself get called out again for being distracted. He noticed how you tapped your pen against your pink lips whenever you were in thought.

His mind wandered to your lips around him, though he caught himself and cleared his throat, letting a student speak about their research on Soviet Russia.

When you stood up, you smoothed our your miniskirt that drove him crazy. He imagined yanking it down your legs and bending you over his desk, teaching you to pay attention.

He was drawn back to reality by your sweet smile as you said goodbye as you headed out for the day. The image of your smile stuck in his head, and he couldn’t get you off his mind.

Professor Barnes was the subject of your dreams. You woke up in the middle of the night, after your subconscious had imagined him with his head between your legs, eating you out on top of your desk before class. Your cheeks heated furiously, and you took a cold shower, scrubbing your fantasies away.

You fidgeted in your seat, second guessing your choice of wearing a tight v-neck shirt. You felt silly. You had paired it with a short skirt, all in the hopes that your hot professor would notice you.

But why would he? You were just one of many students attempting to grab a few extra seconds of attention. You were running over your choice of outfit in your head as your professor passed papers back to all of the students.

He laid yours on your desk, and you noticed the lack of letter circled at the top. You were about to stop him when you realized there was a sticky note on the second page.

Please see me in my office after class. JBB

You looked up at him, but he didn’t glance at you as he handed other students their papers. You noticed nothing was marked on your paper, and you suddenly felt nervous.

Your heart was racing in your chest as you walked to his office, stopping by the bathroom to give yourself a pep talk in the mirror. You were sure it was fine, you would’ve gotten an email if you’d truly fucked up, alerting you ahead of time, you tried to convince yourself.

You knocked softly on the doorframe, leaning into his office. It was small and warm, filled with well-loved books and scattered notes of a chaotic mind. It smelled like coffee and books and leather, and everything about the small space seemed inviting.

“Y/N, come in.” Professor Barnes stood up, waving me inside. I stepped in anxiously, pushing the door shut behind me before taking a seat in the chair opposite his desk.

“I saw your note, in my paper. Is something wrong? There was no grade on it, and I’ve been worried...” you confessed, looking up into his silver gaze. He walked around and leaned against the desk in front of you, his hands gripping the edge.

“No, nothing is wrong. In fact, your paper is practically perfect. It’s incredibly written.” His words surprised you.

As he praised you, he looked down at your chest, shown off in your tight, low cut shirt. He wondered if you knew what you did to him, the effect you had. He acted as if he were deep in thought, covering up the fact he accidentally looked at your body a little too long.

“Thank you, sir. I don’t know what to say, I had no idea,” you spoke, and calling him sir made his cock twitch, and his breath catch in his throat.

“Of course. I wanted to talk to you to see if you were interested in publishing it in the school’s academic journal.”

“Oh? I mean, if that’s an option, then yes.”

“I can submit it for you, you’d just need to sign off saying that you grant permission for publication.” He explained to you, and you nodded, signing the form he placed in front of you.

You blushed, thinking about how he was directly in front of you, his body stretched out, muscles on display with his sleeves pushed up to his elbows. Your entire body grew hot with embarrassment when he caught you staring.

“What’s on your mind, Y/N?” His voice was low and smooth, and you could’ve sworn he read your mind.

“Nothing, I’m...” You stammered, unsure of what to say.

“You’re what, fantasizing?”

Your eyes snapped up to him, and his confidence grew as he saw your thighs squeeze together, giving away your thoughts.

“Professor...” You must have misheard him, and he smirked at how flustered you were getting.

“Is that a yes?”

“I can’t stop thinking about you. Wearing these little outfits and teasing me.”

He knew.

James knew he won when he saw realization flood your face.

“I wear them for you,” you admitted shyly, trying to ignore the throbbing ache between your legs as he gazed down at you.

“That’s what I thought, doll.”

You bit your lip, looking down at your fingers.

“What do you imagine me doing to you, pretty girl? Do you think about me taking off these little skirts?” He asked you, trailing his fingers along the hem, brushing against your thigh. You inhaled sharply, your head spinning at the touch. You nodded, making him smile as he leaned over you. His lips brushed against your cheekbone, and you felt him smirk against your skin.

“Tell me what you dream about, doll,” he whispered, and by now you were practically shaking.

“Now you’re going to be shy?” James teased, amused by how easily he made you nervous.

He stood abruptly when a knock sounded on the door, and he leaned back on the desk. Your eyes were wide, and you sat frozen, in shock.

“I’m finishing up with a student!” He called through the door.

“I’ll see you soon, then?” He asked, and you nodded, your breath hitching as he gently touched your face. You stood, and he opened the door for the other student.

“I’m sorry, I was just hoping to talk about my grade?” A girl asked, in tears, and he looked like he wanted to harm her for interrupting.

“Yes, come in then.” His tone was impatient, and you lingered in the doorway. James said your name, holding eye contact with you for a moment before going back to work, and you walked down the hallway in a daze.

You couldn’t believe what had just happened. You felt like you were dreaming, your erotic fantasies coming true. You weren’t able to focus on your work, and you went home for the remainder of the day.

When it came time for his class again, you wore a short dress with little straps, wanting to show off as much as possible for him.

Your heart and mind raced as you entered his classroom, and you smiled innocently when his eyes fell on you. The silver darkened, and he watched you move to your seat, and you squirmed under the heavy gaze.

James watched as you uncrossed your legs, catching a flash of the lace beneath your dress. He sat down behind his desk, trying to collect himself and tear his focus off of you.

He was thankful that there was no lecture today, only a short quiz before he sent everybody home. You bit the top of your pen as you thought about the answers on the sheet below you, and Bucky studied your mouth. Your cheeks warmed, feeling the heat of his intense stare, adjusting slightly under the pressure.

Finally, you looked up at him, and leaned forward on your desk so more of your chest was visible. On purpose. He cleared his throat, making several students glance at him, and you had to make yourself bite back a smirk.

Everyone dropped their quizzes on his desk, leaving once they finished. You were the last one done, and you set yours on top of the pile.

“Would you like to finish our conversation from Monday in my office?” Professor Barnes asked you calmly, and you nodded.

He walked behind you, making you lead the way to his office. You knew he was staring at your ass, barely covered by the dress you wore, and you turned as you heard the office door close behind you.

You dropped your bag and hopped up to sit on top of his desk. He tossed his own bag aside and clicked the lock on his door, letting his eyes slowly move over your body.

“Y/N, what am I going to do to you? You wore this slutty little dress to distract me, didn’t you?” He teased, walking to stand in front of you.

“Yes, professor. Do you like it?” You looked up at him for approval, and his small laugh graced your ears.

His fingers went to the thin straps resting on top of your shoulders, grazing down over your breasts before tweaking your nipples through the thin fabric.

You squealed softly, feeling chills throughout your body as he lightly pinched you, toying with you through the dress.

“Are you sensitive, doll?” He asked, and you nodded, your cheeks rosy at your eagerness.

“I’ve been thinking about you, and not been able to do anything about it, and I’m all pent up.” You offered an explanation for your sensitivity, and his eyes nearly rolled back from the innocent way you spoke to him. He wanted to absolutely tear you up and ruin you, and make you fall apart at his touch.

“Let’s see if I can help then,” he slipped the straps off of your shoulders, the dress falling down around your waist.

At the sight of your bare chest in front of him, an audible noise of need left his throat. Your professor knelt down in front of you, wrapping his lips around your sensitive skin. Your chest rose and fell quickly with your heavy breathing, and his hand squeezed and fondled the side that wasn’t in his mouth.

“Please!” You were nearly desperate, feeling your arousal begin to drip down your thighs as you grew more and more needy.

“Tell me what you want, doll.”

“I need you to fuck me,” you didn’t care about the embarrassment anymore, and he smiled as he left heavy kisses down the column of your throat.

He couldn’t draw out the teasing anymore. He was painfully hard and the sight of you alone and your filthy words were driving him wild.

You had managed to undo the buttons of his shirt, revealing an incredibly toned chest, and he undid his belt, pulling it easily from the loops. He snapped it as he tossed it aside, and you jumped at the noise, making him smirk.

“Maybe we can try that another time,” he watched an anticipatory shudder ripple down your spine.

“Do I get an A for this?” You teased, undoing the button and zip on his pants, tugging them down along with his underwear.

“Very cute,” he smacked your thigh lightly in response, making you jerk at the touch.

He slipped the dress over your head, discarding it along with his own clothing, leaving you in just lace panties on his desk.

He traced his fingertips over the damp lace, making you squirm on the desktop. You rolled your hips forward, eager for stimulation. He hummed disapprovingly at the action, pulling his touch away.

His hands held your waist as he carefully laid you down on the cleared wooden desktop, and you looked up at the stunning man above you.

“Please don’t tease me anymore, professor. I want you to fuck my pussy, please,” you begged, and he removed the lace in one quick movement.

“Relax, doll, I’m going to take care of you,” James answered gently, kissing down your body.

He hands wrapped around your thighs and he pulled you so that you were at the edge of the desk, your feet on top of the surface so you were spread open for him.

He leaned down and connected your lips, consuming you in a deep kiss. You moaned into his mouth as his fingers lightly began to rub at your clit, making sure you were relaxed enough to take him in.

“I need you to be quiet beautiful, so all the students outside don’t hear those pretty screams for me.” He warned, kissing a line down your jaw.

“Yes, sir.”

“Fuck.”

You felt him brush his tip against your entrance before thrusting into you, and you struggled to adjust around him as he bottomed out. You held in a loud cry, arching your back, and pushing your chest up into his face as you did so.

Your breath hitched as he rocked into you, and he thrusted a bit faster, hitting all the deep places inside of you. He watched you struggle to ground yourself, your hands eventually holding his thick arms as he slammed into you repeatedly. You were smooth and tight around him, squeezing and contracting as he hit your g-spot.

“James, fuck,” the profanity tumbled from your pretty lips as his hips connected with yours. He wrapped a hand around your throat, keeping you down but not quite choking you.

The action caused you to spasm around him, and your hands wrapped around his wrist, keeping his hand around your neck.

“Do you like that? Do you like me holding you down by your throat? You dirty girl.”

“Yes,” you breathed softly under his grip, your thighs trembling weakly around his waist. You started to shake as waves of pleasure overwhelmed your body.

“Are you close?” He knew the answer, but he enjoyed seeing you fight to try to form words through the fucked-out haze that had settled in your mind.

“Answer me doll, or I’m going to stop,” James threatened, and you nodded.

“Yes, I’m so close!” Your soft whine was like music to him, and he dropped his free hand between the two of you.

He kept up his thrusts while playing with your clit, trying to pull your orgasm from you. He could feel your muscles tighten and threaten to snap around him, and you just needed a little help letting go. You were begging him softly, your eyes bleary as you cried for release. James wanted to feel you come around him, and was more than happy to help, squeezing lightly around your throat and pinching your nerves, the combination causing the pressure to snap. Your vision sparkled with color, electricity shooting through every nerve ending in your body. You threw your head back from the pleasure, and a hard thrust into your g-spot sent you spiraling into euphoria.

You came around him with a silent scream, and he struggled not to follow suit, and fill up your warm pussy. He released you as he felt you ride out the end of your orgasm, and he pulled out, coming all over your torso in several white ribbons.

You watched him in a daze, and once he finished, he gave you another quick kiss. You sighed softly, exhaustion starting to set in. His gentle smile made warmth spread over your body, and for a moment you forgot that you were lying naked on top of his desk.

He cleaned himself before cleaning you up, being gentle with you.

“Y’alright?” James asked, smiling at your soft yawn. You nodded, pulling the lace back up your legs and reaching for your dress. He handed it to you once you sat up, and helped you fix it.

Your fingers slipped the buttons of his shirt back in their holes, despite the fact that your hands were still a bit shaky. You felt all worn out, feeling like you could sleep for days and ride the dreamy feeling that was left in your mind.

He couldn’t help the smirk that pulled at his lips as you held his arm when you stood up, trying to steady yourself. You looked up at him shyly, and he placed his hand on your lower back.

“For the next time.” Professor Barnes said, putting his number in your phone before giving you a kiss.

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The best of friends

Peter Parker x Stark!reader

Summary: The dreaded weekend has arrived. It goes as well as you expected, but you made some new friends.

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First of all, let it be known that you tried oh so desperately to get out of this situation.

You tried to feign an illness, Bruce deemed you okay. You said you were supposed to be training with Steve, Bucky said he was on a mission. Hell, you even tried to get into trouble and be grounded, but your dad saw right through it.

“Y/n, why don’t you wanna go with Peter and his friends?” He asks, slightly irritated but mostly worried.

“Because...” You don’t answer the question. Instead opting to look around the common room and avoid eye contact.

“Because what? You love hanging out with Peter.” Then he mumbles,” Maybe a little too much”

You were going to defend yourself, but then you realized you had one more trick up your sleeve.

“It’s just...I realized that I haven’t really spent time with you.” You look at your dad with big eyes,” Ever since I met Pete, we’ve been hanging out almost every weekend, we rarely have any father-daughter time”

Tony’s face softens,” Well, you’re not wrong..”

Yes! He took the bait!

“Oh what the hell, Spiderling can just come over next weeke--”

“Tony!” Oh no..

“Hey Pep, I was just planning a daddy- daughter day with Y/n”

She looked at you apologetically, “I’m sorry sweetie, but your dad seems to have forgotten that we have a meeting to attend”

God damnit.

“I didn’t forget. I just don’t want to go.” He pouts as Pepper drags him away. He turns to you, “ Kid, just go with Peter today, we can spend some time together tomorrow or something, OW Pep I’m coming!!”

You sigh, looking at the time and realizing that you had two hours to get ready. You slowly walk to your room, freading every step you take. On your way there you bump into Wanda. Literally.

“Oh sorry Wanda” You mutter, it’s still a little awkward between you two.

“It’s okay.” She smiles,” Are you alright, you seem like you have a lot on your mind.” Ironic.

You sigh, and tell her about your plans with Peter and how he invited Liz and his friends.

“So, you’ve finally realized your feelings for the Spider boy.”

You choke hearing her words,” Wh-what?! Who said anything about feelings?”

She looks at you with a bored face,” You do know I can basically read your mind right? Besides, I don’t have read your mind to see you like each other. It pretty obvious all on it’s own.”

You look down, “ I don’t know, you should have seen his face when he saw Liz...”

It was silent for a second, then Wanda’s face grew a look of determination, “ Okay, then we’ll make him realize how much he likes you.”

With those words, she pulled you along into your room.

“When did she get so strong?” You thought to yourself, surprised at how easily she was able to maneuver your body.

Once you were in your room, she made for your closet.

“Boys are stupid” She said, going through all your clothes, “ They don’t realize they want something until someone else wants the same thing.”

“So..where exactly are you going with this?” You ask cautiously. Then she pulls out an oversized t shirt, biker shirts, and some sneakers.

“Everytime you see Peter, you’re bare faced and in sweats. And while there's nothing wrong with that, I know that you want Peter to recognize you was a potential partner, yes?”

You nod,” Yes, but what does dressing up have to do with anything?”

Wanda rolls her eyes,” Right now, he sees you as a friend. His buddy that he sees only on the weekend, away from his ‘normal’ life. You want to break that notion.”

You nod along, everything she says is making sense. Even if Peter is a little touchy with you, it seems to be very subconscious. You want him to look at you the way he looks at Liz. You want that silly smile he gives her to be aimed at you.

Besides, it has been a while since you got the chance to dress up.

You smile at Wanda, “ You know, you’re really fun to hang out with.”

She blushes at your words,” It's nice to have a girl to hang out with. Put on your clothes then call me, I’ll help you with your make up.” Then she walks out of your room, softly closing the door. You never realized it before, but Wanda really does keep to herself and Pietro. She’ll talk to Vision or Steve every once in a while, but it's pretty rare. Maybe you both weren’t so different after all...

You smile as you change, your talk with Wanda helped ease your anxiety for the moments. You decide to do your hair in your favorite hairstyle. Then you picked out some necklaces, the gold meshing perfectly on your brown skin. Then you called Wanda back in.

“Beautiful, Parkers not going to know what hit him” She says with a smile, “I know you don’t wear much makeup on a regular day, so how about this?”

She pulls up a picture on pinterest. You smile, she really looked up ‘black girl makeup’ on pinterest for you.

“I love it. I have some falsies I use for galas in my makeup bag.”

So you and Wanda spend the next thirty minutes doing your makeup. It really was fun. The two of you laughed and giggled at each other, sang along to the music playing in the background, and talked about anything and everything.

When you were finally done, you stared at yourself in the mirror. It was weird. Sure, you’ve been dressed up before, but that was usually when you went to fancy dinner parties with your dad. This was a whole other thing.

“You’re missing something.” Wanda says looking at you, “ But I’m not too sure what it is...” Then, Pietro peaks his head in the door.

“Um Wanda, where have you been? I’ve been looking for you all ove-” “Pietro! You can’t just walk into a girls room without knocking!” “You’ve been in here for almost two hours how was I supposed to Kn--”

You chuckle at the two siblings bickering. It kind of reminded you if you and your dad. For a forty year old man, he really could act like a child.

“Since you’re here, we need a boys opinion” Wanda says cutting off whatever you were thinking about.

“What for?” He asks skeptically, finally realizing that there was another person in the room with them.

“She’s missing something, yes?” She says, pulling you over to them. Your face burns as you feel Pietro's gaze on you. Looking for whatever Wanda claims that was missing.

“That shiny sticky stuff you put on your lips.” He says,” oh and try these” a burst of wind hits your face and blows back Wanda's hair as Pietro runs and comes back with a pair of tiny sunglasses.

“Here.” He places them on your head, “You know, you’re actually really pretty.”

Wanda laughs,” If it doesn’t work out with Peter, you can always date Pietro”

“That's not what I meant!” He says with a blush, “ Are you finally going on a date with the Spider boy?”

You sigh,” No, he invited his crush and his friends to our shopping trip”

Pietro shakes his head,” You should make him jealous.”

Wanda rolls her eyes and you look at him in confusion,” What do you mean?”

“Men want things they can’t have. If you make him jealous, he’ll definitely pay attention to you.” Then his eyes widen, “ Hey! I can dress up like a teenager and--” “NO”

Wanda yells shutting down that idea,” Y/n, don’t listen to my idiot brother.” She hands you the lip gloss,”Now, just make sure to show him what he’s missing, act the way you do when you were with me.”

“Ms. Stark? Mr. Parker is waiting for you in the lobby.”

Wanda and Pietro with you to the elevator

“Good luck Y/n, remember what I said.” Wanda said with a wink.

Pietro smiled as the doors closed, but you could have sworn he smirked at the last minute.

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“Oh well” You think,” Okay, just be yourself, be yourself”

The elevator doors open to reveal MJ and Ned sitting on the lobby chairs. They stand up at the sound of the doors opening.

“Finally, Peter kept-- woah” Ned’s eyes widened at seeing you. “H-hi”

“Hi Ned” You say with a soft smile, “ Wheres Peter?”

“He’s outside waiting for Liz’s mom to drop her off” Mj said with a scoff, “ Really, you’d think she’d be on time..”

“Oh..okay” You say, already Peter was ignoring you for Liz and the day barely started. “Well, let’s meet him outside”

The three of you started to make your way outside when a gust of wind blew from the back.

“Ah Printsessa! I’m glad I caught you before you left”

oh no...

“You forgot your purse on the counter. I’m sure you need it or this shopping trip” He says with a smirk, holding the small bag with his finger.

Ned and Mj were in shock. Either because they were starstruck or because they weren’t expecting to talk to one of the Avengers.

“Hey guys! Liz is here!” Peter says walking into the building. ‘Oh hey Y/n”

“Hey Pete” You say, annoyed that he was just greeting you. Not even with a hug.

“Well!” Pietro saud loudly,” Here is your bag”

As you went to grab the bag, Pietro raised it out of your reach.

“Come on printsessa, I know you’re faster than that” He said in a teasing tone.

“Pietro! We have to go” You said with a laugh, confused on why he was acting like this.

“Okay okay” He goes to hand the purse to you,” You really do look beautiful, as always.” He says with a smile. “побачимось пізніше принцесою“

Then he pecks you on the forehead, winks at the group, and is gone with another burst of wind.

“What was that?” Peter asks,” I didn’t know you were so close with Pietro.”

“Well him and Wanda helped me pick my outfit” You said with a shrug, “I didn’t even know I was close to Pietro like that”

“Well, your outfit is super cute” Liz said with a smile.

“Damn I can’t even hate her, she's so nice” you think to yourself.

‘Thank you” you said weakly, “ I honestly didn’t know I had clothes like this”

“Neither did I” mumbled Peter.

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The five of you started the day by walking to some of the shops near the Tower. You,Mj, and ned ended up being left behind while Peter and Liz were in the front.

“Why did he invite us if he isn’t going to talk to us?” Mj mumbles to you and Ned.

“Aw come on Mj, Peter’s been trying to talk to Liz for like three years now.” Ned whispers back.

“That doesn’t mean he has to ditch his friends” you say quietly, Mj agreeing with you.

“Exactly, this is Y/ns first time out with friends and he’s missing it for Liz.”

“Why does everyone think I don’t have friends?” You say with a laugh,” I just don’t have any in the city.”

“Right” Mj says,” Either way, you don’t get out much.”

“That’s right! We should be having fun, not moping about Peter.” Ned adds, “Come on!”

He pulls you and Mj into the store, dragging you through the aisles and making you both try on ridiculous stuff. It was really fun, you laughed as Ned draped a feather boa on an annoyed Mj. But then you noticed that Peter and Liz were standing way too close to each other. Peter ran a hand through his hair as Liz laughed at whatever he said.

That cold feeling grew in your chest again. You watched as Peter awkwardly picked lint off of her hair as she smiled.

“Hey! We should go to this carnival they’re having!” Ned yells, ruining their moment.

“Way to go Ned” You think, satisfied at the outcome.

“A carnival?” Peter asks, “ I don’t know Ned, it's pretty far from here..”

“Aw come one guys! It one sub stop away from here! “

“I’ve never been to a carnival before” You said, “It sounds fun”

“But Mr. Stark said not to go too far..”

“You know a carnival does sound fun” Liz says, then Peter softens and gets that stupid look on his face.

“Okay fine” He says, “ We should get going.”

“Of course he agrees with her” Mj mutters.

“No kidding” You whisper back.

The walk to the subway was awkward, you all waited quietly for the train to get there.

“So..I guess you’ve never been on a sub before huh?” Liz said, trying to make conversation.

‘The last time I was on one, my mother was leaving me with my dad.” You said blankly, watching the people around you scurry. You didn’t mean to be so rude. Really, it wasn’t her fault that Peter liked her, but you couldn’t help it. You just wanted to spend time with Peter alone.

“Oh, I’m sorry I..I didn’t know” Liz said looking away. Peter looked in between you two, as if he didn’t know who to comfort.

He chose Liz of course.

“Hey, it’s okay you didn’t mean to” He said rubbing her back. “ She knows that”

You and Mj simultaneously roll your eyes. She looks at you as if asking if you’re okay. You nod, appreciating the small gesture.

The group gets on the subway. You see Peter go to sit down, one space free next to him. You see Liz talking to Ned about the carnival and Mj was already sitting somewhere else. So you took the chance to finally be alone with Peter.

You sit down with a sigh, finally glad to be off your feet.

“Hey” You mutter to Peter, pulling out your lip gloss and mirror.

“Hey! Gosh I feel like I haven’t talked to you in forever” Peter says chuckling. He turns to look at you. “So, are you having fun? Are Ned and Mj being nice to you?”

“Yeah, they’re great.” You say, pouting in the mirror. From your peripheral, you can see Peter glance at your lips. You smile, and suddenly turn towards him. Your faces close together.

“You look great..by the way..” He says lowly, “You look different..”

“Well, I’m not in my pyjamas” You saw with a light laugh. Peter laughs along with you.

“That’s true, I never realized that we mainly hang out at the tower.”

“Yeah, it’d be nice to hang out somewhere else” You say, hinting that you want to spend time alone with him.

“Yeah..that would be nice” He whispers. He looks at you for a bit, examining your face. “Hey, umm, what was that with Pietro?”

You look at him in surprise, “ What do you mean?”

He turns red, “ Well, it’s just that..it kind of looked like he was flirting with you.”

Wait..is he.. “Peter Parker, are you jealous?” you ask with a grin.

“What? N-no!” He stutters,”It’s just that he..he’s like old!”

You laugh,” He’s twenty one, hardly that much older”

“Yeah..but still” He says with a pout, “I don’t need anyone taking my best friend away.”

Your heart flutters, the thought of him not wanting to lose you made you grow hot.

“Don’t worry web head, no one is going to take me away from you.” You say looking him in the eye. He smiles at you, taking your hand.

“Good, and no one is--” “Hey Peter, we’re here!”

Liz. Of course.

Peter practically throws your hand back into your lap.

“Oh awesome!” He says getting up from his spot and walking over to her.

Leaving you by yourself. Mj walks up to you.

“He’s an idiot.” She says knowingly, “Come on.” She grabs your hand, pulling you off the train and through the crowd. You let her, deflated at the fact that Peter put you second to Liz...again.

“Hey...I know you like Peter.” Mj says, “ But don’t let him get you down. You’re hot shit, if he can’t see that then fuck him.”

You look at her in shock, “I guess I have been pretty obvious huh?”

“No kidding” Ned suddenly appears, “If looks could kill, Liz would be six feet under.”

You sigh, “I’m sorry if I’m ruining your day, I just...I have no experience with this sort of thing.”

“But you’re a Stark...” Ned begins

“Yeah, but I’ve always been homeschooled, my first crush was on Steve and I was 7. This is different” You look at Peter, “ Peter was the first person my age I truly got to know. Not as Tony Stark's daughter, but as me.”

“Seeing him with Liz must be confusing. I’m sorry he’s so stupid” Mj says, placing a comforting hand on your shoulder.

“Let’s go have fun.” Ned says, “ You shouldn’t let this situation bring you down.”

You smile, deciding Ned was right. The three of you walk up to the entrance. The air smells like fried foods and candy. Screams of children on rides and laughter of couples on dates fills your ears. The bright lights shine as the setting sun lowers in the background. You’re amazed, only ever seeing stuff like this in movies.

“Come on guys!” Liz shouts waving you, Mj and Ned over to a ride. The Himalaya. It was a ride that went in circles, each round faster and faster. But the thing that caught your attention was the rock music that played in the background.

“Sounds like the lab” You shout over the music, “Dad is always blasting music when I go down there.”

“Oh that’s true!” Peter shouts back, “ He let me pick the music once”

“Yeah and you picked some poppy trash” You teased, “ You trying to give my old man a heart attack Parker?”

“I told you it was an accident!”

“Oh sure”

“Next!” The attendant shouted. You started to make your way to the carts. Mj pulling Liz and Ned to go sit with her, she turned to you with a wink.

“Guess it’s you and me” Peter says looking back at Liz.

“Don’t sound so excited” You mutter, about to make your way to the next cart when the attendant stopped you

“Hey, do you wanna pick the next song?” He asks handing you a book full of songs.

“Sure, umm number 79″ You say with a smile, the attendant looks at you with a grin

“You have taste, I’m impressed”

“I get it from my dad” You say, about to walk away when he stops you again

“Your sunglasses might fall off, I’ll hold them for you” He says, taking them off your head.

You blush at his sudden closeness when you hear Peter shout

“ You coming Stark?” “Yeah I’m coming”

You smile at the boy and run off to join your friend.

“Sorry, he let me pick the song” You say, settling into the seat next to Peter.

“He was a little close don’t you think?” He says fiddling with the bar that serves as the seatbelt.

“I don’t know, I guess”

The ride started slowly going forward. The first notes of “You shook me all night long” starting to play. You along with several older adults started cheering. As the ride started moving faster, you started laughing and loudly singing along. The fluttering feeling coming back as Peter watched you sing. With that smile you know is reserved only for you. A smile you’ve seen time and time again, when you’re falling asleep during movie nights, or when you win at a board game.

At that moment, as you watch the world blur around you, it was just you and Peter. Yelling AC/DC lyrics in his face while he looked at you in amusement. This was how it was meant to be.

Then the song ends. And so does the ride.

Once it stops, Peter hops out and goes to help Liz out of her seat.

You sigh, making your way up to the attendant to get your glasses.

“Hey, thanks for holding them” You say taking your glasses, you smile at him and walk away. You catch up to the rest of your friends placing the glasses on your head.

“Y/n you have something on your glasses.” Ned points out. You reached out and felt piece of paper on your glasses. You take it off, you see the attendant has written his number on a piece of paper and attached it to your glasses

“ Ohhh look at you” Ned says, “looks like the playboy has passed from your dad to you”

Everyone laughs, except Peter for some reason. You look at him in concern, but before you can say anything Liz pulls him away to ring toss booth.

“ Come on guys, I want one of those fried Oreos,”

So again you were separated from Peter. It seems like every time you had a chance to get close to him somebody was always butting in.

You sigh, “maybe it wasn’t meant to be, I mean if he wanted to..he would right??”

Lost in thought you watch as Ned and Mj argue over something about Shakespeare. You tune out as you continue to think about Peter in the situation you’re in. That’s when you heard your name being yelled

“ Hey Stark!!”

You turn around and to your surprise, you see a familiar face.

“Am I dreaming or is that you Jason Todd??”

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A/n: fun fact there’s actually a ride called the Himalaya in an amusement park in my town. It basically does the same thing I described in the story it’s my favorite ride.

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