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un-lawliet · 9 months

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Hellooo hope ur having a good day! Can I request the first years founding out about Y/N being Gojo’s girlfriend and Megumi is not surprised at all LOL they’re literally his parents. <333

(THANK YOU FOR THE REQUEST I ADORE THIS TROUPE THANK YOU THANK YOU i hope this is ok :)))) )

“Not So Secret.”

— In which the first years want to find out what is distracting their teacher, and Megumi is fed up.

“This is stupid.”

“Shut up Megumi!”

It was stupid.

It was stupid that Nobara and Yuji were peering through a crack in the door using each-other to balance as they both held awkward positions to see, fixated on catching the conversation that their teacher was having over the phone, in what Itadori coined as the “Secret Mission”.

“This is the fourth time he’s stopped teaching to answer his phone.” Yuji whispers, raising his finger to rest on his chin, his eyebrows scrunched in conviction.

“Exactly!” Nobara adds, whipping her head to look at Megumi eyes narrowed, crossing her arms, “It’s weird.”

They should be training, their weapons left abandoned in the training yard. It was Nobara’s idea to follow the white haired sorcerer, and Yuji had dragged Megumi along, despite his complaints, claiming, with a look of acute determination, that this was far, far more important than any training.

Satoru Gojo was an enigma to even those closest to him, his actions seemingly devoid of a will or want for understanding. His borderline erratic nature is what made this new repeated routine of ditching the first years for a something so benign as a phone call so inanely baffling.

“S’not that weird.” Megumi mumbled, because it wasn’t, because despite his constant affirmation that he was forced into a family with Gojo, he knew the man, and he knew who Gojo was calling.

The way the man’s entire face lit up when he glanced at his ringing phone, how he practically skipped out of the classroom without a second glance to his precious students.

His glee was palpable.

Gojo was on the phone with you…obviously.

“Itadori move I can’t see!”

“Huh? Aren’t we supposed to be listening???”

“Yes! But I can’t hear anything over your stupid breath in my ear, back up!”

“But then how am I gonna hear!?”

They were being way too loud, Gojo could absolutely sense them, even without his six eyes, and Megumi couldn’t understand why their teacher was pretending not to notice.

—“Maybe if you stopped talking we would actually hear something!” Itadori huffed.

“You stop talking!”

“No, I think I’ll talk plenty.”

“Megumi.” Nobara hissed, both her and Yuji now staring at him, “Take this idiot away please.”

“Both of you are being loud y’know?” Megumi deadpanned.

And they both glared at him indignantly.

“Well at least we’re trying!” Itadori frowned, “You’re standing so far back, there’s no way you can hear from there.”

Megumi could easily tell them, at this point he was considering it just to get them to stop this God awful attempt to spy.

But honestly? It was too warm outside to train and Megumi the was not in the mood to sweat today, and with Gojo distracted he could guarantee at least ten more minutes where he could relax.

When he had first moved in with Gojo, he remembers how the man paced around his apartment, practicing ways in which to tell you he’d basically adopted two children, on a random evening without telling you first.

Megumi recalls how Tsumiki had giggled, a sweet smile of her face, and asked if you were his girlfriend to which Gojo began to gush about you.

Your hair, your eyes, the way you laughed at his jokes, Gojo had shared every little detail about you, only freezing when Megumi insisted, “So, she isn’t your girlfriend then?”

“It’s complicated, you wouldn’t get it.” Gojo had glared, hands on his hips as he muttered “Brat” under his breath.

And Megumi held back a grin.

Now, almost ten years later, you had practically become a Mother to Megumi, doting on him and Tsumiki without question.

You were a teacher in Jujitsu Tech, just like Gojo, only you took the second year students under your wing, and you adored teaching them.

Every mission you came back from, you came with pretty bows to match Tsumikis hair, and when Megumi started using his technique you were his biggest cheerleader, bringing his demon dogs treats, and patting his head with shiny eyes, weeping about how proud you were of him.

And at some point the white haired idiot managed to finally grasp your affections, Megumi doesn’t know how or when but he does remember over hearing Gojos obnoxious laugh after he kissed you when he assumed nobody else was home.

Brazenly declaring his love for you in which you bashfully reciprocated, leaning into him with a giggle.

“You’re laughing.” Gojo had said, “I told you a joke and you’re laughing, I love you.”

And Megumi ignored how he had to hold back a smile, refusing to acknowledge the warm feeling of family that resonated in his chest.

He was good at playing oblivious.

“How is someone so loud so hard to hear?!” Nobara was back to pressing her ear against the door, ignoring the two boys. “I mean seriously it’s like he’s not even there!”

He probably wasn’t, Megumi thinks, Gojo likes to mess with people, he would never give up this opportunity to tease his students.

Nobara was facing them again, her eyes crinkled with mischief, before she’s gesturing to Yuji.

“Itadori, come here.”

“What? Didn’t you just say to back up?”

…

“Come here.”

“Ok.”

Megumi watched, amused as Yuji made his way back to her, oblivious to the devilish look in her eye.

“Now what? I can’t hear anything either you know, so what do you-”

Itadori yelped as Nobara pushed him through the door, a charming “Of you go!” on her lips.

Both she and Megumi jumped to each side of the door, shielding themselves from the eyes of anyone who was in the room as Itadori groaned.

“The hell Kugisaki? You could have just asked me to go in, I would have done it!” He pouted, rubbing his head.

Nobara rolled her eyes, “Is he there you idiot?”

“Is who- Wait huh???”

Nobara moved to look into the room, trailing Megumi behind her, curiosity getting the better of her.

The room was empty, a door leading to the back of the school hanging open, Itadori stood, his mouth open as he pointed furiously.

“Is that Y/N?” He gasped, his eyes shining with disbelief.

And Nobara glanced over, her eyes widening as she watched you kiss Gojo on the cheek, the pair of you holding hands as Gojo ate an ice cream that you must have brought back with you.

“Y/N and Gojo? Gojo and Y/N?” Nobara and Yuji were speechless.

“Megumi look, look!” Itadori grabbed Megumis shoulder and yet again, Megumi found himself being dragged against his will.

Gojo was looking at you, a ridiculous smile painting his features, as you fussed over him, readjusting his blindfold, so you could see his pretty eyes.

“There you are.” You sighed, your voice light as he winked at you.

“How was the mission hm? You’re back early.” Gojo mused, a hand reaching up to pinch your cheek, pulling it slightly, “Someone’s getting stronger.”

“Would you rather I stayed away longer?” You teased, swatting his hand away.

“Nah, how would I get ice cream during a hard days work without you.” And you gasped, your eyes flitting over his face.

“I completely forgot! You’re teaching I’m sorry oh my God-”

You’re cut off by his laughter, leaning down to whisper cheekily in your ear, “Look behind you baby.”

And you did, your eyes widening as you see Gojo’s first year class poorly hiding, observing the pair of you.

“Ah.” You sighed, then your eyes widened “Wait Gumi’s there too?”

Gojo pulled you back to look at him, nodding “He’s really opening up huh? I knew he would~”

You nod, opening your mouth to reply, before you were suddenly interrupted by Nobara and Itadori’s horrified exclamation;

“YOU KNEW??”

And as you heard Megumi’s groan, trying to silence his stupid friends, you and Gojo both laughed, leaning into each other, enjoying the company.

the end.

masterlist here <3

(A/N : i love writing nobara, she’s lit my fave character after Gojo i think- BUT also i love hana i hate that people hate her because she’s a “nobara replacement” she ISNT leave her alone!!!)

ANYWAY THANK U FOR THE REQUEST I HOPE THIS IS WAS OK :))

#gojo x reader #gojo satoru #jjk gojo #jjk leaks #gojo satoru x reader #jjk manga spoilers #jjk nobara #yuji itadori #jujutsu megumi #jjk x reader #jjk fluff #jjk itadori #jjk megumi

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i-love-ptv · 4 months

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hii babes i love your writing! wondering if i could request something w felix catton? thinking abt him being so sweet n gentle and talking his girl through it 🫣

My Eyes Are Wide Like Cherry Pies

Pairing: Felix Catton x fem!reader

Fluff + Smut!

Wc: 659

An: Thank you so much for requesting sweets! I’m so so SO sorry for it coming out incredibly late. School is kinda kicking my butt, and I wanted to make my first request perfect for you lovelies! <333

Hopefully i did this request justice :)

“Honey, I swear you’re made f’me. We fit s’perfectly t’gether. See?”

Felix nudges your head down; urging you to look down at where your bodies connect.

In the corner of your eye you see the long forgotten Harry Potter book that you had been reading earlier. Everyone at Saltburn had been passing it around, Felix had just given it to you yesterday.

The morning started with soft kisses from your lover in his cozy, spacious bed.

“I have somethin’ planned for us t’day beautiful,” he whispered between pecks.

After breakfast, Felix led you to the field, where you laid and read as he picked tiny flowers for you. Most of them were just mere weeds, but you appreciated them nonetheless.

“F’you, my sweet girl,” he declared triumphantly.

The two of you visited the pool, where you splashed about and giggled until your chests hurt.

“Go change into some nice clothes darling, I have lunch covered,” he said with a smile between kisses. He tried to resist, really! But he can’t help but try to nip at your soft, cherry chapstick-flavored lips.

You changed out of your bathing suit and put on your fresh clothes. As you touched up your hair, you noticed a note on the bed saying, “meet me in the maze, dove”

You giggled, and dashed into the heart of the labyrinth, and there before you was your darling Felix, sprawled out on a blanket with an arrangement of foods in front of him. He had a few flowers alongside the blanket, you remember overhearing Farleigh snickering at him for picking the puny weeds. “‘F’you my sweet girl.’ Those were fuckin’ weeds you brick.” “Then why do they look like flowers Farleigh?! She liked them so obviously they’re some type of flower!”

He beckoned you over as he snuffed out his cigarette.

Soft murmurs were exchanged between the two of you as you read to Felix, while he gently pushed cherries into your mouth.

You leant down and placed a sugary sweet chaste kiss onto his plump lips. One kiss turned into who knows how many, each slowly turning into something more; something lustful.

Which is how the pair of you ended up in the position: you pushed into the blanket with your legs raised, as Felix grunts and whines between every thrust.

“My God..D’you feel me there honey? M’in your tummy sweet girl.” Felix whispers between giggles.

His thrusts are uncoordinated, borderline messy. But there’s something so domestic and soft about this. His firm grip on your plushy thighs, the abrupt moans and pants escaping both of your mouths; mixing and tangling in the air as your hands continue to grip and drag against Felix’s warm flesh.

His pace is slow, making sure that you feel every ounce of his love. He may not be the best in certain situations, but this is the time where he can show his love for you in the best way he knows how.

Felix burrows his face into your neck and grins; feeling your cunt tighten around his pulsing cock.

“Let go f’me lovie. Mmmn…M’sweet dove. Right here with you, promise m’not letting you go.” Felix coos softly in your ear.

“Mmmb..c’mon baby let go f’me. Uh huh, f’course I’ll cum with you. You’re s’sweet aren’t you, precious?”

Felix lifts his head and nuzzles his nose against yours, his clammy, warm hand searches for yours on the wrinkled blanket.

He mewls and cries as he finishes. His liquid seed drips down your hole and he puts his head against your stomach as you arch upwards; reaching your high.

As you’re regaining control of your senses, you see a bright, juicy cherry being waved in front of your eyes.

You glance downwards and see Felix adorning his usual sly smirk.

“Cherry?”

You chuckle airily and bite the fruit off the stem.

It may be unusual, but you live for these soft, domestic moments between you and your prince.

#felix catton #lee’s ted talks #jacob elordi #saltburn #felix catton x reader #jacob elordi x reader #oliver quick x reader #oliver quick #felix catton imagine #felix catton x you

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thebowieconstricker · 3 months

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Hello! I saw you wanted requests for Lucifer, and I would love any sort of angst where Lucifer ends up comforting the reader, like maybe something happened to the reader, or the reader is just really stressed and just breaks down

Ease My Mind

(Lucifer Morningstar x reader)

AN: To this request: yes yes yes yes YES I just KNOW that he gives the best hugs and is so ready to comfort the people he loves. For this fic, I decided the angst is a little of everything, job struggles, moral dilemmas, and some self-doubt, so I hope I delivered. This isn’t proofread so please alert me to any errors! Thank you for your request! <333

Summary: You have a bad day at work and it triggers a breakdown. Luckily, your big bad boyfriend is here to help.

Tags: Gender neutral reader, could be read as platonic if you reeeeally squint but it’s implied romantic, heavy on the angst, a dash of fluff, Lucifer is trying his best, you guys are precious.

Warnings: Reader is afraid they’re being used by the people around them and they have lots of thoughts about being useless and others not liking them.

Also, the title is inspired by the song “Ease My Mind” by Ben Platt, go listen to it! Enjoy ya heathens!

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You’ve been used by others for your entire life.

And now you were stuck in that same cycle in death.

As a young, naive, alive-person, you were desperate for some one to love you. Growing up in an environment where compassion was scare, you decided that the only way to get people to notice you was by offering to help them in some way. A favor, a ride, somewhere to crash, and, for one specific person, a place to hide the bodies. In life, you had gotten so deep into your desire to please others that you had latched onto the first person to give you the time of day. Unfortunately for you, that individual happened to have a thing for serial killing.

Looking back on it now as you miserably walked back to the hotel, tears threatening to fall down your face, you couldn’t think about anything other than how stupid and useless you were. It was your fault that they were found out, your fault that the innocents were dead in the first place, your fault you were stuck in hell and that fucker was still out there.

How much time had passed on Earth? How many more had they killed?

On most days, you could compartmentalize, putting the bad thoughts in a little box and shoving it in the back of your brain, but work had broken you today. You worked for the Vees, specifically Velvette, and it was no secret how they overworked and abused their staff. You were stuck picking up Velvette’s leftover energy drinks for as long as she had control of your soul.

And yet. You thought maybe someday, someday you might make a connection. You might impress her, or surprise her, or something, and maybe she would give you a break.

But no. Today you had been an hour late for the first time and Velvette had screeched at you, calling out all of your flaws and insecurities and bringing all of the horrible memories that you had oh-so-carefully stowed away to light. But you held back tears and did your fucking job, the emotions boiling all day and the hectic office space doing nothing to calm it.

You had needed this cry for a long time, and now there was no stopping it.

Walking along the brimstone pathways, you finally made your way to the rickety Hazbin Hotel. Its incomprehensible height only worsened your now growing headache as you walked up to the doors, grabbing the handles and swinging the heavy iron frame and red-stained glass open.

You immediately started towards your room, but you were blocked by the obnoxiously cheery Princess of Hell herself, Charlie.

Charlie’s not obnoxious, you’re so vile for thinking that.

Shit, the thoughts were getting worse and you could not do this right now.

Charlie, oblivious to your mood, smiled brightly. “There you are! How was work? I’ve got someone here who’s been waiting-“

You shoved past her, bumping her harshly.

“Not in the mood.”

Charlie frowned in confusion behind you.

“But, wait, hey-“ You ignored her pleas and- ah shit, now Angel’s in front of you.

“Hey, babe, you might wanna hang around for a sec-“

You shut your eyes tightly and moved your hands towards his chest, your fight or flight kicking in as you pushed him.

“ANGEL, leave me alone.”

Why would you yell at Angel like that? He’s just being nice.

Shut up shut up SHUT UP

Everything was only getting worse. You bolted to the grand staircase and raced up the steps. As you sped down the seemingly infinite hallways, the tears you had been fighting back for the last millennia finally fell. With a choked sob, you finally spotted your bedroom and lurched for the doorknob, swinging the door open and slamming it behind you as you bursted into your room. You ran to your bed and grabbed a pillow, hugging it tightly as you loudly cried.

Charlie only keeps you here because she needs the guests, you know. She hates you. They all hate you. They wish you weren’t here. You’re just lying there, crying, why would they want you?

The hateful thoughts were all you could hear in your mind. As you pulled your knees to your arms holding your pillow, you wanted nothing more than to disappear. To just pop out of existence and finally be free of the burden of yourself.

Then, suddenly, three knocks at the door.

“GO AWAY.” You screamed, throat on fire from your sobbing.

A voice came from outside. A smooth, relaxed, kind male voice.

“It’s me, hon.”

You froze, terrified. Quickly you climbed to the floor on the left side of your bed, blocking your body from the view of the door. You took several deep breaths, trying to steady your nerves.

“Come in.” You said shakily.

You heard the door creek open, then footsteps.

“Where ya hiding these days?” He awkwardly chuckled, clearly trying to lighten up the mood you were in.

“Just- stay over there.” You were still holding your pillow, and you gave it an extra squeeze.

“I’m a mess right now.” You sniffled.

He paused, like he was thinking. “Well, if that’s what you want, but I hope you know by now that I’m always happy to see you. Even when you’re a mess.”

You felt the bed shift. He was sitting on the opposite side.

Like a child looking for a secret, you turned around to look at the back of his head. His hat was gone, probably left downstairs, and all you saw was his sweep of blond hair.

He made a ‘hm’ sound. “Bad day?”

You nodded. Then, realizing he couldn’t see you. “Y-yeah.”

You watched him nod. “I’m sorry about that.” He fiddled with his cane, his hands tightening and loosening around it. “Would you… like to talk about it?”

You paused.

Lucifer had been a confidant of yours since you first arrived in Hell. He was the one to tell you what was going on right after you died, calming you down and offering you a place to stay. Sure, you didn’t know that he was literally the Devil, but everything about him made you feel at peace. Like you could deal with the hand you were dealt.

Secretly, though, you were waiting.

Waiting for the moment when he would reveal that he only kept you around because he needed you to do something for him.

No one was that kind, or caring, or wonderful.

He wants something from you. Why else would he keep coming back?

You had yet to answer his question. Lucifer sighed.

“You don’t have to tell me anything. I just want you to know that I’m here for you, okay?”

The voices were still wringing in your head, you were still crying, and you felt pathetic.

“I- I don’t- fuck, would you please stop acting like you care?” You knew your words were harsh but they were begging to be said.

His posture straightened in surprise.

“I do care! What makes you think I don’t care?” He sounded hurt.

Nice going, you hurt his feelings.

You bent forward, hands covering your face in frustration. A fresh wave of tears rises through your body and you loudly cried out, too scared and angry and sad to hide it anymore.

“Woah, woah, hey, it’s okay, hon.” Lucifer’s voice was nearing your form on the ground, and he was quickly at your side. You could feel his presence beside you.

He sighed in exhaustion. “Listen, I’m not- I’m not the greatest at this, but I’m gonna ask so I don’t upset you. Do you want a hug? Or a hand on your shoulder-“

Your arms were wrapped around him before he could finish his question, clinging to his waist and biting your face in his neck.

“WOAH there- well hey, sweetheart, there you are.” You could hear him smiling as he gently brought his hand to rub your back.

“I’m sorry. I- I’ve just had a shitty day at work and I’m worried about a lot of things and- I don’t want to take it out on you.” You were shaking, but he held you steadily.

“What kinda things are worrying you?” He asked.

And so you told him. In the comfort of his embrace you were able to somewhat coherently explain all the things that had been freaking you out. Velvette’s torture at work, your own moral dilemmas about your life on Earth, and you were just getting into your feelings about others using you when you felt Lucifer’s breath hitch.

He leaned away from you to look you in the eyes and gently put a finger to your chin.

“Honey, I want you to know that I know for a fact that the people here really care about you. Not because you’re an extra pair of hands, but because you’re you. You’re wonderful to be around. People like you.”

He looked at you with a warm smile and leaned towards you, giving you a small kiss on the forehead.

“I like you. I care about you because you’re worth caring about.”

You stared at him in awe, your mind finally at ease after such a chaotic day. Smiling, you leaned back into him to rest your head on his chest.

“Thank you, Luci.” You reached out and took one of his hands, holding it tightly in an effort to show him how grateful you truly were for his words of assurance.

He tightened his fingers around yours and grinned down at you.

“Always, love. Now, let’s get you on the bed, okay?”

You nodded and he gracefully picked you up, gently placing you on the bed. With a snap, you were in comfortable clothing with a warm blanket around you and plenty of soft pillows.

“You want me to hang out for a bit?” He looked at you through half-lidded eyes, clearly sleepy.

“If you don’t have anything else going on…” You offered, already half dozing off.

“Even if I did, I would love nothing more.” With an affectionate grin he curled up beside you, and you immediately went to lay your head back on his chest. As you drifted away, listening to the King of Hell’s heartbeat, you took a deep breath.

He was right. Things were gonna be okay.

You had friends.

You were loved.

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin hotel lucifer #lucifer hazbin hotel #lucifer morningstar x reader #lucifer magne #lucifer magne x reader #lucifer x reader #lucifer Morningstar my beloved

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formulaa-1 · 1 year

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Actress!reader x Golden boy, Arthur Leclerc insta AU. Please 🥹

Instagram au 🏆

actress!reader x arthur leclerc

just y/n and Arthur being total simps for eachother <3

y/nusername

y/nusername: exciting things are coming 🎬

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arthur_leclerc: I’m so proud of you mon amour ❤️

y/nusername: je t’aime ❤️, I miss you :(((

arthur_leclerc: I miss you to mon bébé <333

charles_leclerc: we’re all excited y/n !

y/nusername: you better be!

y/nobsessed: her and Arthur >>>

Cl16fan: okay but they are the biggest simps for eachother and I’m here for it.

Arthureclairfan: Arthur and y/ns comments I can’t 😫🥹

fan4747: I can’t wait for her new movie to come out !!!!!! Screaming

arthur_leclerc

arthur_leclerc: she’s home ❤️

tagged:y/nusername

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charles_leclerc: ah finally I won’t have to listen to you moan about how much you miss her

y/nusername: oh really ?

arthur_leclerc: lies.

y/nusername: yeah yeah 😉😏

y/nawardwinner27: is it too much to ask for a relationship like there’s??

user378: goals.

alclfan: real life Romeo and Juliet right there.

yourbestiesusername: awee you guys

leclerc_pascale: I can’t wait to see you @y/nusername 🤍

y/nusername: on my way rn!!!🤍

Fan374: HIS MOMS COMMENT AWHHHH

y/nusername:

y/nusername: moments with you are always the most precious ones 🫶🏻🤎

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arthur_leclerc: mon bébé ❤️

Liked by y/nusername

username_26: the way they’re always so supportive of each other 😍

obsessedf2: the way she cheers him on at his races and occasionally talks on the radio to him >>>>

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liked by arthur_leclerc and y/nusername

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arthur_leclerc’s story

y/nusername’s story

(AUTHORS NOTE- I struggled with this one tbh but I hope this is the kind of thing you wanted :) I’m really sorry if it isn’t <3)

#arthur leclerc x y/n #arthur x reader #formula 1 #formula 2 #f1 instagram au #instagram au #prema racing #charles leclerc x reader #arthur leclerc x reader #f1 fanfic #f1 imagine #arthur leclerc #arthur leclerc imagine #pierre gasly x reader

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miekasa · 2 years

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when your children are still babies, they get so so upset when gojo comes home and doesn’t immediately pick them up. your baby has recently learned that the sound of the front door opening and closing usually signals the return of their father so tonight, when the door opens, your baby’s head perks up. when he finally takes his shoes off and makes his way into the home, he spots his little angel on the couch. “hi baby!” he coos at them with a smile on his face and his hands full with some packages. “let me go put these down and i’ll be right back!” he tries to explain, to which your baby just obliviously smiles at, just happy to see their father and know that he’s giving them attention. but when they realize that he’s leaving their sight and didn’t immediately pick them up… oh have mercy. it becomes a shit storm because who does he think he is?? to not give his baby all his time and attention! gojo comes running back into the living room confused as to why they’re crying but as soon as he picks them up, they stop crying and start giggling. what a dramatic little baby you’ve been blessed with. the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree ig

— doc dad levi anon

SHUT UPPPPP because you know Satoru loves the attention too, they’re a perfect match together bye. All you can do is stand, bemused, as Satoru picks up the baby and almost instantly quells his crying, rocking him back and forth before stretching his arms to hold the kid at eye level with him and cooing, “Oh, I’m sorry my love, I missed you too, soooooo much,” Satoru bends his arms to brush their noses together and grin at the giggles the baby emits, “You missed me too, yeah? Aren’t you the sweetest little thing, missing me like that? So precious.” Satoru covers the baby in kisses and sweet words for nearly five straight minutes and they both love to bask in each other’s attention (you have the videos to prove it).

Something kinda funny tho is… you’re 98% sure your son can tell that Satoru will give into quickest lmfaoo. Your baby cries sometimes when you have to leave him, sure, and can definitely throw a fit when he wants your attention—but he seems to know to cry (or squeal, or babble, or screech) on demand for his sucker of a father. Nanami, Shoko, Megumi, and Yuuta (your on rotation band of baby sitters) have noticed that the kid loves to be held and has no shame gesturing for it—but they’ve never experienced the baby crying when they so much as step away for a moment, unless he’s hungry or needs to be changed. You don’t have the heart to tell Satoru he’s being played tho, so you just let them have their moment <333 (not that it would matter, Satoru can’t stand to see your kid cry in any capacity, so he’d go right back to giving in; plus it’s a win-win in his book anyway: baby stops crying, and he gets cuddles from his son).

(Then again, you think the need and love for attention might just be genetic, because Satoru has cried big tears a handful of times just leaving you and your baby at home for a few hours).

#anonymous #satoru ‘i’m not crying i’m just. really fucking SAD OKAY I MISS THEM!!!!’ gojo #satoru: maybe my eyes are misty!! so what!!! there’s a lady and baby gojo waiting for me at home and i’m HERE! I HATE IT HERE!!!!!!!!#can we talk about your lineup of babysitters tho LMFAOO #you have basically a father number 2 (the one u call on the most bc let’s be real. why wouldn’t you) + the kid ADORES him #also you can leave the kid w nanami for like. more than a day shoukd something happen. he’s the best #he’s gentle he’s reliable he’s safe he just. best godfather fr #shoko who the baby is obviously Safe with in the literal medical sense but god she needs a nap more than he does LMFAO #baby seems to like her tho and she’s always like ‘i can’t believe this is /satoru’s/ spawn’#megumi is basically the kids older brother for all intents and purposes and the baby loves him :(#megumi gets the most squishes (see gently smacked with a baby palm) and kisses and megumi just. allows it :((( so cute :(((#yuuta whos always like you..:. are you sure you want ME to babysit? and then is a natural bye #like wdym you got him to eat the steamed cauliflower AND not spill his yogurt AND only have one outfit change?#anon u make me YEARN #gojo x reader #satoru.ask

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i-luvsang · 11 months

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midnight flowers — park seonghwa

1.2K MILESTONE EVENT ☆ OPEN gn!reader , fluff !!! , cw : super duper brief and vague mention of a weapon and intruder but it’s literally nothing don’t worry loves <3, pet names (my love, love), unedited , wc : 0.7K , here you go chip I LOVE YOU hope you enjoy <333 @jaehunnyy

a knock on your window is the last thing you expected to hear in the dead of the night. and thus, it scares the living hell out of you. in your sleepy, overly-paranoid state, you start to wonder what in your room you could use as a weapon in case of an intruder. you jolt under your covers when the knock meets your ears again, but a soft, muffled voice brings out right out of your fear as fast as you felt it initially.

immediately, you recognize the voice that sweetly calls your name. you jump out of bed, rubbing the sleep out of your eyes as you make your way to the window. the sight that greets you is simply lovely. a wave of wonder and gratitude washes over you, as it feels a little bit like a dream when you lock eyes with seonghwa. you can barely make out the royal features of his face in the orange-tinted light from the street lamps; the sweet smile that graces his lips and the stars that you’ve never once seen leave his loving eyes.

and there’s the flowers … an arrangement somehow simple and extravagant at the same time, seemingly curated just to match your preferences grasped carefully in his ever-gentle hands.

you waste no time in unlocking your window and throwing it open.

“what are you doing here?” you whisper with a grin, leaning outside the window to be closer to him.

with a smile to match yours, he extends his arm, handing you the bouquet. “i’m here to give you these,” he answers simply. you can’t help but let out a light giggle.

“well, thank you, my love. they’re gorgeous.” you feel a bit cliche as you lift the flowers to your nose and take a deep breath to take in their scent, but you couldn’t care any less. then you bring your gaze back to your boyfriend after letting out a content sigh, already looking forward to the way these flowers will brighten up your room. “now… do i get to ask why you are bringing me such a lovely gift in the middle of the night?”

“only if you insist,” seonghwa teases lightly. you just nod your head, but the first answer he seems to give is nothing but a light shrug. “i wanted to.” this second answer doesn’t explain nearly as much as what you were wondering about, but you find it more than to your satisfaction. those three words feel quite akin to another trio of words you hear from his mouth quite often. i love you, is what his voice sounds like, what his smile looks like, exactly what he acts like. and that is something so beyond precious to you that it makes your heart ache in the way you want it to keep aching. so you voice the ache in your chest because you want him to feel treasured the same way he makes you.

“i love you,” you breathe out.

“i love you too,” and it’s beautiful to hear because you know he means it. “put the flowers down so i can kiss you?”

you nod eagerly, quick to set the flowers down on your desk and make your way back to the window. with your hands on the windowsill and his gently draped over yours, you lean into the slight chill of the night air to catch the ever present warmth of his lips on yours. the kiss is everything that’s sweet, chaste and lovelier than the flowers on your desk.

when your lips part, he rests his forehead against yours, clearly wanting to stay with you in this moment. so you slip your hands out from under his to softly cup his face.

“will you text hongjoong and tell him you’re sleeping here tonight?” you ask sweetly, because you don’t want him to go either. he sighs happily, nodding.

“anything for you, love.” there’s relief hidden in his voice too, telling you he’s beyond glad you asked him to stay, that he needs you in his arms tonight.

you send him one last smile through the open window before reaching to close it. “i’ll meet you at the door, alright?”

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romiantic · 10 months

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DATING EARTH 42!MILES

→ READING: black!fem!reader

→ GENRE + WARNINGS: fluff

→ A/N: earth 42 is prowler miles btw. it’s okay I be getting confused too 🚶🏽‍♀️

— dating this boy would give grumpy x sunshine, or even black cat x golden retriever. though, it does depend on who you are and your personality. I would say miles has a type but doesn’t at the same time, like he isn’t picky with who he date but he definitely has some standards and they’re high

— I would say miles gravitates towards girls who give him a home type of feeling, reminds him of his mother, or even gives him a great sense of nurture. yes rio is in his life but nurture is greatly important to miles so please show him love him as much as you can

— he refuses to believe but miles was the one that fell for you first, like a love at first sight type of thing. his heart achingly tugged at you after seeing the way you carry yourself, how you treat others, and the way you were so kind and open to him. he was lovestruck and didn’t know what to do, his stone cold presence would melt immediately when you waved at him

— at the time of the crush, he kept going to his mom and uncle for advice, especially his mom. they both gave some good advice each time but always reminded him to follow his heart (corny I know but if word okay). following his heart lead to him asking you to homecoming, then a date to a nearby art show, to asking you to be his girl on new years eve, and now he’s calling your phone to remind you how beautiful and precious you are <3333

— his family is y’all biggest fan (mainly rio), when he brings you to his home, his uncle is always joking about a future wedding. rio adores the way you treat her son and always invites you to a girl’s day out when she’s not busy

— a typical day for you and miles would be a walk around the city, watching y’all favorite show, or playing music and just chillin. miles doesn’t mind going out but it’s not often, too much of a homebody. when he is in the mood to go out, it’s not often a party, usually the movies or the boardwalk that he prefers

— miles will join you on a quick trip to the beauty supply store or the corner store, even if it’s for one item. yes, he is paying for it, no questions asked

— if you too are bored enough, you guys will make tiktoks and I mean a lot of tiktoks. most of them are drafts but you do post some of them and they always do numbers. what can I say? the internet loves y’all <3

— y’all know that sound, “and my man? thank you to my man!” ? that’s y’all FR! every time y’all go out and he pays for you, you’re singing that or posting on your tiktok of buying you stuff with that sound cause thank you milesssss <333

— this boy can be quite stubborn, not gonna lie. he’s willing to put up a fight, especially if he’s in a sour mood and he’ll make it five times worse if you call him “sassy”. miles being sassy? oh he’ll show you sassy, don’t be mad when he starts throwing your sayings back at you or sub dissing with songs on his story (pls him and brent faiyaz can move on somewhere)

— miles doesn’t mind you playing with his hair, it’s his favorite pastime with you actually! the soft voices of rnb singers playing through his tv while you play with curls, slowly turning them with your fingers and watching them bounce back to its original state

— he absolutely loves loves loves when you unbraid his hair and give him a nice scalp massage, it put his whole body into a state of release. your fingers rubbing his thick curls with castor oil brings him comfort and loosens up the tenseness that he holds on a daily

— firm believer that miles will treat you like a princess! he believes that his girl is a princess and deserves princess treatment only. he will take you out to eat (and pay for it), spoil you with small gifts, shower you with compliments, the whole nine yards. anything to bring a smile to his pretty girl’s face, he will consistently do it. your contact name on his phone is “hermosa princesa 💞”, please this boy loves his pretty princess

— miles is more of a facetimer/caller than texter. yes texting is more convenient for the both of you but he can’t help when his heartstrings are pulled at the sight of your pretty face on his phone. he won’t admit but miles gets very excited when you call him first, even if it’s to remind him that you love him

— after your hair or nail appointment, he is immediately calling to see the end results. he do not care if it’s a simple set of box braids or french tips, if miles think you look good, you look GOOD. but if you don’t like the way your nails or hair looks, he will speak up to the person who did it and ask them to fix it for you

— his lockscreen is a picture of you on y’all first date, when you took pictures on his phone while he was using the bathroom. that day was so nerve wracking for both of you but ended up being so much fun, leading to a second date, third date, etc

— for shits and giggles, he’ll throw around Spanish words that you won’t know, especially if y’all are arguing. he enjoys the confused look you give when he says something in Spanish, raising his ego up real bad. speaking of, don’t argue with this boy if you can’t match his energy. when I tell you his pettiness is bad, oh it is BAD and he won’t back down either

⭑ wow…writing for earth 42 miles was easier than I thought-

⭑ I truly believe this lil boy is so down for y/n, he might be worse than 1610!miles but can easily hide it

⭑ lemme know if y’all want a part 2 cause I highkey have way more hcs for both miles

𝐕𝐎𝐓𝐏 💗: Psalm 139:13-14

SPIDERMAN: ATSV MASTERLIST + MAIN MASTERLIST

#* 💭🎧 ⌗ 𓏲 „ ˋmia is writing !#x black reader #x black fem reader #x black!reader #spiderman atsv x black reader #spiderman atsv x black!reader #earth 42 miles x black reader #earth 42 miles x black!reader #prowler!miles x black reader #prowler!miles x black!reader #prowler miles x black reader #prowler miles x black!reader

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itsjaywalkers · 2 months

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Barty and regulus relationship is like so precious to me cuz they’re that secret third thing

THEY REALLY ARE THAT SECRET THIRD THING their twisted and fucked up soulmatism is incredibly special to me. my weird lil guys <3 i love them <333

#asks #anons #regulus black #barty crouch jr

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cressthebest · 10 days

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GOING FERAL!!! ANOTHER JEGULUS SHORT FILM/MONTAGE WAS RELEASED BY MISCHIEF PRODUCTIONS!!!

called: The Swan Song - (A Jegulus Montage)

okay okay, i’ll write my thoughts as i watch it. and then probably watch it five more times

1. they’re outfits are everything to me. they’re actually dressed like it’s the eighties and it makes me so pleased

2. AWWWW james fed reg a peice of food and then reg proceeded to flip james off. 🥰🥰

3. it’s the way that when they laugh, they lean closer to each other. <333

4. i love whenever they’re done kissing, james sneaks one last one for reg and then reg LAUGHS!! aww

5. no freaking way. they’re too precious. they’re holding hands on a walk and james spun regulus then pulled him in for a kiss

6. their cuddles are everything to me. but wait. wait! james is thinking about something and it looks serious.

7. their kisses are so them. like, it’s so in character. it’s so them!!

8. wait. why are they arguing?

9. WAIT WHY IS JAMES PUTTING HIS SWEATER ON??

10. THEYRE STILL YELLING?

11. JAMES LEAVES!!!?!!??? AFTER A FIGHT?

12. THE FILM IS OVER????? shdjsjjsjsjs NO!! i love them your honor!! why are they sad???

13. i’m never gonna recover yall. mischief productions has my whole heart and soul, actually.

#marauders #regulus black #james potter #jegulus #short film #the mischief productions

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sandeewithtwoe · 3 months

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Birthday cat delivery!! (None of these cats were stolen from Ccino absolutely none don't even check)

Happy birthday!! I hope you have a day as cool and amazing as your art (extremely rad and joyful) ^^

CHARLIE THIS IS SO CUTE AKGSJEGIWGSKAUAIW

Ahhhhh i want to cry they’re so precious 😭 I wish I could adopt them all (although I’m pretty sure nightmare will kill me if I do)

THANK YOU SO MUCH <333

#me answers #ashgejsgahsghe #you even drew cat fresh that’s adorable

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jaylaxies · 10 months

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It’s Mr & Mrs Lee’s wedding night and they’re heading up to their hotel suite. Y/N goes to the bathroom to relieve herself while Heeseung gets two glasses of champagne ready. Once out, her and Heeseung sit on the couch and sip on their champagne w light music playing in the bg. Mine by Taylor Swift starts playing & Y/N gets up and starts dancing to the beat, Heeseung just watching her with a bright smile on her face. The song ends and Die for You by The Weeknd starts. Heeseung grabs her hand pulling her into his lap. They put their empty glasses on the side table and smile at each other. “Have I told you how beautiful you look yet ?” Heeseung questions his wife. Y/N smiles and replies “I don’t think so, not yet my love.” He squeezes her waist and whispers against her lips “why don’t I show you then ?” He starts kissing at her collarbones, goes up to her neck, and finally lands at her lips. Their lips mold together in what they know is love and passion. As they continue kissing, Y/N unconsciously grinds her hips against his. Heeseung groans into her mouth and she slips her tongue in. Tongues fighting for dominance only for Heeseung to win. Y/N pulls away to catch her breath and continue her hips ministrations. Both now whimpering and lightly moaning into each other's ears. Heeseung helps her rock their hips together, both almost coming to their high. With one last rock of her hips, they both cum in their undergarments. As she attempts to catch her breath, Heeseung pulls her into a kiss. Lips locked in absolute bliss and need. Heeseung pulls away this time to rid Y/N of her white gown, only to leave her in her lilac purple lingerie leaving him speechless. “You like ? I know purples your favorite color so…” Y/N says shyly. Heeseung gulps, looking her up and down while biting his lip. “You. Are. Breathtaking.” He says w love in his voice. He suddenly stands up with her in his arms and walks to their bed, setting her down gently, this causing her to giggle. He spreads her knees apart, kissing up her legs while taking off her heels. Once at her most precious part, he looks up to meet her eyes, his filled w love and lust and utters out “darling, I know it’s your first time, but when I’m done w you, you won’t even remember your own name.” - 🐉

this is literally so fucking perfect and everyone needs to read this and say thank you 🐉 anonnie for blessing us w this <333

then heeseung would take his sweet time to prep you with his fingers before he stuffs you full of his cock, making sure you know how fucking beautiful you are all night :3

#🐉 anon #enhypen hard hours #enhypen smut

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twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat · 2 months

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friend i listened to “spring thief” by yorushika and it’s been on repeat for the past hour… please give other song recs by yorushika that you like 🫡 ALSO YOUR FIC WAS SO PRECIOUS AND THE SONG WORKED SO BEAUTIFULLY WITH YOUR WRITING/REALLY ENHANCED THE VIBE OMFG oh 2 live in an apartment w sashisu and get breakfast made daily by suguru <3 - @dollsuguru

KAIROOO MY ANGEL i still haven’t read ur rb of the fic (saving it as a treat for later today :3 hehe) BUT TYSM FOR READING AND FOR UR KIND WORDS ILYSM 🥺🥺🥺 with that being said ……..

WAHHHHH I’M SOOO OVERJOYED THAT U LISTENED TO THE SONG???? ISN’T IT AMAZING????? yorushika makes me fully insane they’re my favorite band Ever hhhhh i’m so glad u thought it added to the fic 😭😭 their songs are all super nostalgic and bittersweet and summery so they’re just . perfect for sashisu & stsg.. u asked for more recs so ofc i will deliver >:3

i genuinely don’t think there’s a single yorushika song that doesn’t hit so i have like 25873 favorites BUT here are some standouts….. some have mvs and others don’t but yorushika’s lyrics are genuinely so so beautiful and incredible so i’ll make sure the links take u somewhere u can read them <3

blooming in that summer

my absolute favorite <333 like, absolute favorite. it changed my life. i want to live in it. the lyrics are insane the instrumental is out of this world and the final chorus always always gets to me. i’ve cried listening to it bc it’s just so so good AND it’s also the most stsg song ever so i cry when i listen to it and think of them (someone made an animatic of stsg with this song that quite literally lives in my brain rent free u can find it here) <33

hachigatsu, bou, tsukiakari

another of my absolute absolute faves!! lyrics are so good i cried, instrumental is so good i cried, and the final chorus . makes me cry. notice how i’m already repeating myself bc literally all of these songs are incredible in every possible way aaa ALSO the singing 😵‍💫😵‍💫 esp at the end. there’s so much emotion in it and it makes me sick actually whewww

replicant

another absolute favorite :33 (i’m gonna be saying this for all of them i think but i mean it sincerely ok…) kairo this one makes me ill. it’s so gojo coded. it’s Him. the lyrics just remind me of him sm (they’re incredible btw the final line makes me batshit insane) AND THE INSTRUMENTAL??? might be my fave yorushika instrumental ngl don’t quote me on that tho 🙏🙏 just such a lovely summery song it smells like seasalt and tastes like clouds :3

kamisama no dance

AAAA ANOTHER ABSOLUTE FAVORITE kairo this one is getocoded. i knowwww you’ll understand. some of my favorite yorushika lyrics Ever and that’s saying a lot. it also has crazy lore bc it’s connected to this whole story being told in some of yorushika’s albums and :((( yeahhh. this one feels kairocoded to me but that might just be bc it’s so getocoded LMAO i have a feeling you’ll like it though!!

robber and bouquet

THIS ONE IS SOOO LOVELY the instrumental…. 😵‍💫😵‍💫 i love it sm. i’d say this one is kinda different from classic yorushika stuff but in a very good way!! also i’m legally obliged to inform u that this one is tojicoded as HELL i associate him w the lyrics so much…. also i adoreee the way suis sings in this one her voice is so gorgeous wowowow… the sense of fatigue…… so good

just a sunny day for you

A CLASSIC but for very good reasons . the mv is just gorgeous, the lyrics are stunning and the instrumental is sooo nostalgic and summery n bittersweet :((( just the best. sashisu coded also!!!

aaaand finally here’s their yt channel!! there are so many other songs i adore that i wanted to mention but i think these r enough for now 😭 oh but here’s also a yt channel that makes lyric videos for their songs in case u wanna find some more!! :3

#HOPE U LIKE THEM MWAH <33 #would love to hear if there’s a particular one u enjoyed hehe !!#anyway kairo i’m absolutely ill abt yorushika so if u want general album recs i’m always here… lurking……..#two of the albums are connected and have a story that i just think is soooo beautiful and stsg coded :((#TYSM AGAIN for reading the fic and listening to the song and taking the time to send this :’3 u r the sweetest always !!#i’m not sashisu but i am in fact making u breakfast as we speak ☕️🥞🍳🥓 making sure ure happy n healthy <33 #i love uuu kairo !! have fun w the songs <333 #ask tag ✩#kairo !! ✩

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brattytoddler · 9 months

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little!reader in a smoke circle with the older kids (mostly the boys) <3 so so so cute!!

i like to think the girls would be eloquent smokers, reserving the activity for special occasions only (or whenever you wanna light up because they can’t resist your adorable little fuzzy expression after a few puffs), but the boys? they smoke joints all the time (not just from eddie, but jonathan gets the ‘good stuff’ from argyle) and just love to tease you when you’re all high and whiny. especially when you’re high and little, then it turns into a game of how flustered they can make you while still holding a joint up to your lips in between the banter. <333

(note: weed really helps me feel little and relax, so if that’s not your thing, then please don’t read!)

— the boys definitely don’t let you smoke regularly when you’re little; typically only let you smoke if you’ve already been smoking and happened to slip, or if you really wanted to regress and needed some ✨extra✨ help doing so.

— they love to tease you and watch how easily flustered you get. <333

— just because they’re letting you smoke doesn’t mean they don’t baby you the ENTIRE process of you lighting up. holding the joint (or bong) for you, patting your back when you cough, wiping any drool hanging from your lips with their thumb, chuckling, “you’re such a silly baby.”

— whenever you reach for the lighter, eddie guides your wrists away with a soft ‘tsk, tsk, tsk’ as he gently reminds you you’re ‘too little for that’ and to ‘let daddy do that for you’.

— definitely tease you about drooling after hitting the bong. you’d cough after eddie pulls the bong away, string of drool connecting your lips to the rim of the bong as jonathan wipes any drool dribbling to your chin while steve just chuckles behind his hand, cockiest smirk on his face.

— “aw, maybe she’s too little.” steve fake pouts, crossing his arms with a teasing smile as you frown and stomp your foot. “stevie, stop- you’re being mean.” you whine, as the boys all giggle. <3

— steve and eddie like to downplay your ‘adulthood’ a lot and take advantage of how tiny you get by talking all sweet, convincing you that you really are just a precious little baby. <3

— jonathan always watches the banter the entire time, occasionally chiming in to either defend you from the constant babying (depending on if he wanted to “have mercy”) or justify the boys teasing you because ‘come on, it’s adorable, baby.’

— “eddie!” you scoffed, crossing your arms with a huff. “i am not a ba- mmfgh!” you furrow your brows as eddie pops a pacifier into your mouth, all of the boys chuckling at how your eyes almost instantly flutter shut, lidded as you look up lazily, the soothing suckle of the binky between your lips making you smaller and smaller with every ‘thck, thck, thck’ noise. <333

— “sorry, what was that, sweetheart?” eddie cooed with a smirk, caressing your cheek and watching how you leaned into his touch immediately, pacifier still bobbing in your mouth. “you were saying something about… i can’t remember.” he snickers playfully, kissing your forehead.

— the girls (robin, nancy) join the circle later on after you’ve already smoked a few joints with the boys, giggling at your toothy grin and red face.

— “boys! what have you done to my baby?” nancy giggles, prying the almost-finished joint out of your fingertips as you pout. “aw honey, i think you’ve had quite enough,” she kisses your forehead with a smile.

— the group sits in a circle, lighting a joint and passing it in the typical puff-puff-pass ritual, but because nancy and robin now sat on either side of you, they would purposely skip over you occasionally just to see you pout and whine to ‘give it back!’

— “you want this?” robin inquiries, holding the joint between her fingers to take a looong inhale, exhaling it upwards before looking back down at your pleading eyes with a giggle. “is this what you want baby?” you nod feverishly, bouncing up and down in your seat with your hands tugging at your shirt hem. “yes! i wan’ it- please robbie!”

— the girls share a glance with each other, looking to the boys who were smiling the entire time, enjoying the show. robin smiled, gently propping your chin up with her middle finger as she held your cheeks with her index and thumb. you pouted as she squeezed gently, lips hurting as you puffed the joint presented to your mouth.

— eddie is the type of person to just share his thoughts out loud, which is not great when most of them revolve around teasing you. usually when eddie starts his banter, that provokes steve (and occasionally jonathan) to join in as well. but with the girls? oh boy.

— nancy purposely gets super attentive at your hazy state, loving your little involuntary happy whines from being so faded. robin just adores playing with you and seeing how much cuter you look high and furrowing your brows at the simplest tasks (tasks that you could do little, too. like cleaning up your toys).

— because you drool and cough, the teasing will simply never stop. steve makes it a point to call out your wheezing every damn time, too.

— “see? she’s waaay too little,” steve playfully smirks, seeing you cough violently after jonathan helped you somewhat pull your bowl (holding the bong for you, too). “she can’t even pull her bowl, needin’ johnny to finish it for you, huh?”

— sometimes, you like to bite back at the teasing. but, that always backfires terribly. it either ends in you running away from the ‘tickle monster’ or alternatively, more intense teasing. <333

#steve harrington agere #stranger things age regression #stranger things agere #robin buckley agere #eddie munson agere #jonathan byers agere #nancy wheeler agere

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