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Eternal life

Oscar piastri x russian figure skater

the ice queen — oscar piastri

pairing. oscar piastri x russian figure skater!reader

face claim. alina zagitova

warnings. swearing, google translate russian (im sorry), look guys i know the winter olympics were last year but for the sake of this they’re this year ok ?? 🙏 i used pictures from oscar’s sprint podium in spa for singaore (which obviously isn’t accurate plz overlook it hehe)

author’s note. hello anon! i hope you enjoy this, sorry it took so long ❤️

requests are still open for my 1k event! send something in if you’d like <3

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oscarpiastri 🤷‍♀️

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oscarpiastri 😊👑

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↳ oscarpiastri you sure? i heard number 81’s the favourite for a podium this week 😏

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oscarpiastri First ever F1 podium 🧡 Let’s keep them coming 😉

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yourusername thank you for having me mclaren 🥰 and congratulations to oscarpiastri on your first f1 podium !! i had a blast 🧡🧡

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yourusername олимпийский чемпион! после стольких лет упорной работы я не могу поверить, что эта мечта наконец-то осуществилась 🥹 я хочу поблагодарить многих людей, которые помогли мне достичь этого: моего тренера, моих товарищей по команде, мою семью. я бы не справилась без каждого из вас! 🤍

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sgrdoll · 2 years

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Bet on It

synopsis - aew star hook has a fascination with the pretty makeup artist backstage. his friend bets he can’t go an entire night without bothering her.

warnings - smut, fuckboy!hook, hook shamelessly yearning, ofc, sub!ofc, dom!hook, blowjob, face fucking

a/n - hi! i’m back again but with something a little different. i know this probably won’t be my most popular fic bc it’s such a niche fandom. however, i really like pro wrestling and i hope you all can enjoy this fic regardless of if you like it or not. love you guys!!!

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Tyler’s eyes narrowed when she walked across the room. The way she dressed made him want to throw his head back and groan.

He was leaned against the wall watching her do the makeup of some of the women that were going on tonight.

As far as he knew she was the head makeup artist for the company and did her job pretty damn good, always in a pair of heels with her hair perfectly done too.

The outfit she had on today was a little more revealing than what he was used to but he definitely didn’t mind. The baby pink skirt and matching top made her body look out of this fucking world.

Tyler had never needed to go to the makeup chair before so they had never officially crossed paths. However, he’s been watching her since the first time Cody brought his wrestling class to their first TV taping.

She’s always there, and she’s always working. Currently, she was talking to Britt while doing some crazy eyeshadow look on her that seemed impossibly difficult to him.

Ty could hear her giggle from where he was standing and he wanted nothing more than to go over there and drag her back to his private lockeroom and have his way with her.

“Again, man? You gotta leave her alone,” Dante Martin put a hand on his shoulder which Tyler immediately shrugged off.

He knew he was joking but it still hit a little too close to him. Tyler always wondered if she noticed him and the close eye he kept on her.

“Shut up. Don’t you have a top rope or something to jump off?” Tyler rolled his eyes.

“Why don’t you just go talk to her,” Dante ignored his previous comment.

“What would I even say? ‘Oh hey, I’ve been staring at you for the past year and I want to do you in my hotel room?’”

Dante laughed, “You don’t obsess over a girl for an entire year and only want to fuck her. We both know you actually like her.”

Ty had never had a serious relationship before and didn’t desire it. He was very focused on his career and didn’t have time for any distractions, even ones with impossibly long legs and high cheek bones.

“That’s exactly why I can’t talk to her. I’m way too busy. I don’t have time to treat her like she deserves,” he grumbled back in response.

His friend grinned, “How can you say shit like that and not see it?”

“See what, asshole,” he hissed back.

“That you’re not going to be able to just stop thinking about her.”

“I could totally stop thinking about her if I wanted to. She’s like, like a side hobby,” Tyler responded a bit flustered.

“A side hobby?” Dante was hysterically laughing at this point.

“If she’s such a side hobby, let’s make a bet,” Dante said to him.

“Oh yeah? What kind of bet?” Tyler was intrigued at this point. He was never one to turn down a challenge. He stopped leaning on the wall and stood up straight.

“If you can leave her alone for the rest of the show - that means no looking at her, no standing by the makeup chairs, and no scaring off the rookies who try and flirt with her - I’ll pay for you to finish the rest of your sleeve,” Dante said slyly.

Tyler’s eyebrows shot up in surprise, “Dude, my tattoo artist is charging me $2500 in cash for that.”

“I know. But I’m almost positive you won’t win,” he laughed.

“What happens if I lose?” Ty inquired.

“I get your private lockeroom for 5 more Dynamites,” Dante responded matter of factly.

“Bro, my dad rents that out for me.”

“Yeah and everyone fucking hates you for it,” Dante added.

“Call me daddy’s money all you want but I get to do my pre-match ritual in silence, without you assholes screaming in my ear.”

“And that’s what I want.”

“Fine. You have a deal,” Tyler stuck his hand out and Dante shook it.

“There’s no way you’re winning,” Dante cackled while walking away from him.

Tyler walked to catering and tried not to think about her there without him. It was stupid really. She had been working there longer than he had and he was scared for her well-being.

He sighed and stabbed the chicken on his plate with a fork. It was going to be a long ass night.

Dynamite had started a couple of hours later and he had a match tonight, but for some reason he couldn’t focus.

Well, not some reason. He knew the exact reason, and she was most likely sucking on hard candy and playing on her phone in the backstage area.

Tyler tried hard to shake it off, he really did. But he couldn’t jepordize his match for some stupid bet.

His phone dinged and it was a text message from Dante.

Are you cracking yet, lover boy?

Tyler wanted to hurl his phone at the wall. He felt like he was going absolutely insane. He wanted to slap himself for allowing his attraction to her for getting this far.

Ty hated to admit it to himself, but he did actually like her. He liked her much more than a one night stand or a casual hookup.

He had been going backing forth between the pros and cons of just going to find her when the Bucks walked into his dressing room.

Tyler immediately stood up from his seated position when they walked in. He pulled himself together so he could talk to his bosses.

He stuck his hand out to shake theirs, “What can I do for you guys?”

After they finished shaking hands with each other Matt started talking, “It’s about your match tonight. Tony made a last minute decision for you to go over.”

Tyler’s face was one of surprise, “Like, win the TNT title?”

“Yeah,” Matt brushed over this news, “Sorry it’s on such short notice, kid.”

“No, don’t sweat it. I’m psyched,” Tyler tried to keep his cool.

“We figured you would be. Go change the finish with Sammy and you’ll be set. We watched you guys practice this morning and the match you have planned should stay the same. The only change we want is for you to tap him out,” Nick instructed the young talent.

“Of course. Thank you so much. This means a lot to me,” Tyler was very grateful for this opportunity but also incredibly nervous.

The group exchanged pleasantries for a while longer until they left the room. Ty could feel his heart speeding up. There was no way he could go out to win a title feeling like this.

His palms were sweating and despite the news he had his focus was still somewhere else. He checked his watch to see he had an hour and thirty minutes until he was gonna go out.

Fuck the bet.

There was no way in hell Ty was going to fuck up the biggest match of his career over a bet.

He threw a hoodie and sweats over his gear and stepped out of dressing room, already feeling the clouds clear out of his head.

Ty booked it to the makeup chairs like he was being chased.

He stopped just a few steps behind where she was lounging.

She was perched on one of the chairs with her legs swinging. She was on her phone with a cherry red sucker in her mouth, just as he suspected.

She was a sight for sore eyes and he felt relief wash over him knowing she was perfectly fine.

“Hey,” he said suddenly making her look up from her phone. His voice was a surprise to his own ears. He had never spoken to her and now was probably not the best time to start.

She looked up at him from her chair and took the sucker out of her mouth, “Hey.”

The way she was smiling at his made his chest ache, “I was wondering if you could fix my hair before my match. I totally slept on it wrong.”

She looked skeptical. Tyler knew he sounded stupid. His hair was probably the easiest in the world to manage. All he did was run a brush through it and call it a day.

“Of course. Hook, right?” She called him by his in ring name.

He chuckled as he sat down in her chair, “Yeah, but you can call me Tyler.”

When her fingers began to comb through his hair he wanted to groan.

“I’m Ariane, but everyone around her calls me Ari.”

He finally knew her name and it fit her perfectly. He could feel all of his nerves slipping from his body as she touched him. It was like she had some sort of magnetic aura that dissipated all of his anxiety.

He stayed quiet as she moved his hair every which way. Her long pink acrylics were perfectly scratching his scalp. Ty fought the urge to shiver and lean into her touch.

“What gear are you wearing tonight?” Ari asked.

“I’ve got the orange on tonight.”

“You always wear those,” she teased, “What about the chain?”

He pulled his gold chain out of his hoodie and showed her. He was impressed she knew he always wore a chain to the ring. It made Ty smile that Ari watched him maybe as much as he watched her.

She moved from behind him to get a better look at the chain.

Ari leaned in and touched the chain around his neck. Her tan fingers brushed against the pulse point on his neck. He closed his eyes and took in a breath. Her long dark extensions created a curtain between them and the outside world. Tyler wanted to feel her hands on him forever.

Their eyes locked for a second and she smiled at him in a way that made him want to bend her over his lap and make her start fucking counting.

He tried not to lose control of the situation. It felt like she was holding him in the palm of her hand.

“This is really nice. It’s different than the ones you usually wear,” Ariane said finally and stepping away from him.

His mouth twitched into a small smile, “You pay a lot of attention to my chains?”

“You’re the only guy on the roster who doesn’t ask for my advice on gear. I like to see what you’re wearing.”

“Well, this one was my dad’s in the 90’s. He wore it when he proposed to my mom,” Ty couldn’t figure out why he was volunteering this information. He kept most of his personal life to himself but she made him spill his guts with only a few words.

“And you’re wearing it to win your first title,” she must’ve noticed the look he gave her, “You tend to hear a lot when you’re doing an entire roster’s makeup and hair.”

“The chain is a good luck charm. It made my mom say yes, maybe it’ll keep me from fucking up any spots,” he joked.

“I’ve never seen you mess up a spot before,” Ari rolled her eyes adorably.

Tyler really wanted to grab her and kiss her. Actually, he wanted to do more than that, he wanted to take her back to his dressing room and flip up that impossibly tiny skirt and fuck her. He had to get himself back under control.

He took a deep breath and stood up. He was standing almost chest to chest with her. Ty had a few inches on her, even with her heels. He looked down at her parted lips and smiled.

“Next time you have any advice on my gear, you can come find me in my dressing room,” his words dripped with sexual innuendo that made her noticeably flustered.

He walked away from the makeup area and to gorilla. Ty stripped down into his gear and waited for the women’s match to end.

He felt way more confident than he had in his lockeroom. Tyler was calm, satiated even. He talked to Ari for the first time ever and even flirted with her. He could comfortably take her off of his mind for now.

He was ready to go out there and have the best match of his life.

Even though he felt on top of the world, he still felt anxiety pooled in his belly. Any person in their right mind would.

This is going to be his first title run and he wants it to be amazing.

“Hey,” Sammy grabbed his shoulder, “The Bucks wanted me to come talk about the match with you.”

His calm attitude didn’t last long when he heard Sammy’s voice. Sammy Guevera was not an easy person to be around. Almost everyone on the roster hated him, besides his equally annoying wife, Tay.

“Yeah. All we have to do is keep the same combinations until the last three minutes. They want a submission victory so I was thinking you try for a frog splash and I catch you midair. I’ll give you a couple of suplexes and then put you in the redrum.”

“Whatever,” sammy rolled his eyes like the asshole he is, “I’m still pissed they sprung this on me last minute.”

“Maybe it’s because you called one of the most experienced veterans in the back a jobber,” Ty spit back at him.

Just because they had a match did not mean they had to like each other.

“Let’s just get this over with,” Sammy grumbled while walking away.

As the semi-main event ended with Britt holding her championship with a confident smirk on her face. He felt like his chest was on fire the closer it got to his match.

Tyler stood up and took a deep breath. He had seven minutes until his entire life would be changed.

He knew he had to go out first and stood at the curtain.

The match went off without a hitch. Tyler was surprised considering Sammy kept giving him stiff punches and slapping him in the face.

Ty kept it professional, though and managed to finish the match without actually beating the shit out of him.

He walked to the back with the TNT titled draped over his shoulder as the backstage personnel and Tony Khan gave him a standing ovation.

His dad was the first person to hug him and tell him how proud he was. Tyler fought tears when they embraced.

He thanked everyone profusely and spoke to Tony privately about how grateful he was.

Ty was in the middle of picking up his sweats and hoodie when Dante came into view. He mentally groaned, he was going to get so much shit from him.

Dante wrapped gave Tyler a hug and when he pulled away he smiled, “Couldn’t do it could ya, champ?”

“Fuck off,” Tyler groaned, “It was the only way that match wasn’t gonna be shit. It was impossible to focus with her on my mind.”

“You sound like a fucking love sick puppy,” Dante laughed at him.

“Yeah yeah. What are we doing to celebrate?” Ty smirked at his friend.

“I’ve got some of the boys together and we can go grab drinks downtown. This is my first time in Nashville so I think Bowens is picking.”

“Sounds great. Let me go take a quick shower,” he replied walking away.

“Enjoy that private shower while it lasts!” Dante called from behind him.

Tyler just flipped him off and kept walking to his dressing room. He really was dreading giving it away for five weeks.

Just before he made it to his lockeroom he saw Ari leaning against the wall next to the his dressing room door texting on her phone.

“Hey,” he smiled at her.

She looked up at him, “Hey, champ. That was a great match. Congratulations.”

Her smiled was so genuine and happy it made his heart flutter a little bit, “Thanks. Hey, some of the guys are going out to celebrate. Wanna come with?”

Tyler watched as her green eyes lit up at the prospect of going out with him.

“I’d love to, but before I think you told me I should come into your lockeroom when I had any thoughts about your gear,” she gave him a sultry look through her false eyelashes.

His mouth quirked into a smile, “Yeah, and what is it you wanna say about my gear, doll?”

“I think it would look much better off,” she had an innocent look in her eyes despite the words she was saying.

This turned him onto no end. He didn’t even bother to say anything else, he just opened the door and pulled her inside.

He quickly locked the door and pressed her against it. Their lips touched and it felt like his skin was buzzing against her own.

He kissed a trail down her neck. He sucked and nipped at the delicate skin until there was a distinct hickey.

“Such a fucking tease all the time, hm? All those tiny little outfits” He said against her neck.

Tyler could hear her shaky breathing and the occasional whimper.

He smiled against her skin and finally pulled away, “If you want to stop, just say so.”

With that he tugged her over to the couch and pulled her onto his lap.

Their mouths were on one another’s in an instant. Their lips moved in a feverish manner, as if they couldn’t get enough of each other.

Ari was the first to pull away, “Let me properly congratulate you on your win, champ.”

She slinked down to her knees in front of him and put her hands on his bare thighs.

Tyler’s hand ran through her hair and Ari spoke again, “It’s a wonder it’s taken you this long to say something.”

He looked down at her in confusion as she started to palm him through his shorts, “I’ve seen you stand at my makeup station for months and stare at my ass. That’s why I’m dressed like this tonight.”

She kissed his thigh and whispered, “Just for you.”

Tyler finally said something, “Dressing like a whore at work just to impress me? I’m honored, baby.”

Ari rested her head against his thigh and stared at his hard on still confined in his pants.

Ty wrapped a hand in her and forced her to sit up properly, “Are you gonna let the champ fuck your face doll?”

She nodded eagerly, “Please fuck my face Tyler.”

He didn’t have to hear anymore, he pulled his cock out, “Stick your tongue out.”

Ariane shivered at his dominant voice and did what she was told.

He used his hand that was wrapped in her hair to guide her down his cock. Ty slowly sunk his cock in her mouth and groaned out when she made it to the base.

She began gagging a little bit and he let her pull off, “You’re so big,” she whimpered.

Ty thought she looked so cute like this, almost frustrated she couldn’t take him all the way down her throat, “You’ll make it work, baby.”

She wrapped her lips around his tip and looked up at him to signal that she was ready for him to continue

He started bobbing her head up and down his cock. His groans made her even wetter than she was.

Ty kept cursing in his deep voice and watched as he fingers snaked in between her legs and underneath her skirt.

“Cant even handle sucking cock without something inside you? Fucking hell,” he chastised her while moving her head faster.

He threw his head back when she started swirling her tongue around his length.

“Fuck,” Ty said aloud, “I’m gonna cum down that pretty throat.”

She nodded her head around him to assure him it was okay. Somehow he forced her to choke his cock down even faster.

Ari sucked impossibly hard and his hips bucked up into her mouth right before he came. She felt his hot seed shoot down her throat in long spurts and whimpered around him.

When he was finished with her he took her off of him.

They both stopped for a moment, him breathless and her with spit around her mouth and tears in her eyes.

“Come here,” he said while putting his shorts back on properly.

Ari obediently sat in the couch next to him before he grabbed her waist and sat her on his lap.

His arms wrapped around her, “We don’t have to go out with them tonight. We can go back to my hotel room and talk or something. I don’t want you to think I wanted this as a one time thing.”

Her voice was hoarse when she first started talking, “Today is a big day for you. You deserve to go out and celebrate.”

“Did you drive here?” He asked, ignoring her last comment.

“No, I ubered, why?”

“I’ll drive you back to the hotel then. Or the bar, it whatever you want, baby,” he smiled at her warmly.

She whined, “I can’t let you not celebrate you’re first title win. I’ll come with you to the bar and we can talk about all of this later.”

Tyler kissed the crown of Ari’s, “You know this wasn’t a one time thing for me, right? I want to have something real for you.”

She lifted her gaze to his, “Then we’re on the same page.”

#aew smut #hook smut #aew #wrestling #smut #fluff #angst #hook aew #dante martin #jon moxley #aew fluff #pro wrestling #hook x ofc #ofc #dom!sub #sub!ofc #dom!hook #au

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sinkingteethinwhitenoise · 8 months

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Limoncello - Chapter 6

Pairings: Nick Folio x OFC, Bad Omens x OFC

Word Count: 1.5k

Warnings: Fluff, cursing, one mini flashback, I didn't proof read half of this bc I hate myself, a stupid joke? or exchange??, like it's really fucking dumb i'm warning you.

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“To get the full value of joy, you must have someone to divide it with.” ~ Mark Twain

Mountains of different shirts, shorts, pants, skirts, and dresses littered the floor in Maeve’s bedroom. She couldn’t even see the floor anymore. When Nick had told her that he found it hard to believe that she owned anything black, she hadn’t expected that the nail polish would actually be the only black thing she owned. She also hadn’t realized that she had this many clothes. She growled in frustration as she grabbed yet another colorful article of clothing. She looked over to her vanity where her phone was propped up against the mirror, her best friend’s bored face covering the screen as she watched Maeve through the ongoing facetime call.

“Presley,” Maeve whined to her friend, striding towards the phone and picking it up as she anxiously ran her fingers through hair. “What do I do? I have nothing to wear to this gig.”

Presley sighed and rubbed her eyes. “Your floor looks like the opening scene of Clueless. You have plenty to wear,” she started. “What exactly are you going for?”

“Like…A rockstar girlfriend type of look,” Maeve sounded unsure. “At least something that won’t make me stick out like a sore thumb.”

Presley visibly held back laughter. “Babe, that’s so not you. You’re not going to find anything that fits the bill in your closet.”

“Well what do I do? I can’t go buy anything,” Maeve whined. “I have to be ready in an hour.”

Presley thought for a moment, “Do you still have those dark green corduroy shorts?”

Maeve nodded and set the phone down to dig through the closet once more. She found them relatively quick and put them on to ensure that they still fit. They did.

“Great,” Presley approved. “Now just style those how you’d usually style them. You’ll look gorgeous. If that boy likes you for you, he’ll think so too. Plus, it’s a dive bar. Don’t overthink it.”

Maeve felt her face heat up at the mention of Nick possibly liking her. She hoped he did, but she continuously convinced herself that he was just friendly. Presley had been rooting for them the moment Maeve told her about him on the day the band moved in across the street.

“Presley!” Maeve beamed once she answered the facetime call. “I have new neighbors! Across the street!”

“I’m assuming you already went over there?” Presley questioned, knowing her friend’s tendency to be hospitable.

“I just got back from bringing them cookies,” Maeve confirmed. “It’s four guys. And! They’re a band. From what I can tell, they play pretty heavy stuff. Well, heavy for me at least.” Maeve rambled on with the biggest smile that Presley had seen from her in a long time. Maeve usually was one to get excited about meeting new people. But Presley could tell this was different.

“How did it go?” Presley asked gently, trying to get more information about these neighbors and why they had her so excited.

“It went really well! They’re all so kind! They loved the cookies,” Maeve giggled before she continued. “Oh! Their drummer is really cute.”

Presley watched as Maeve’s face turned bright red. “Tell me more about this drummer.”

“Well, his name is Nick. He seemed a little bit shy. But when we shook hands, neither of us let go when we definitely should’ve. I feel really stupid for that. It’s probably my fault,” Maeve’s smile faded a bit. “Oh my God, he probably thinks I’m so weird.”

Presley laughed and shook her head, “If he didn’t let go either, it’s probably fine.” Presley didn’t say anything then, but she knew that Maeve had a crush and that Nick probably had one too.

Maeve dug through the clothes on the floor and in the closet looking for some very specific pieces. She grabbed a fitted, cropped white tank top, a thin brown belt, and some brown boots. After dressing herself completely she threw on a dainty, gold necklace and matching stud earrings. She backed up so she was in frame to show Presley. “This is cute right? I don’t think I’ll stick out like a sore thumb.”

“Super cute. Super you.” Presley gave her a thumbs up. “I love it.”

“Cool,” Maeve nodded. “One more question. Bubble braids?”

“Oh, absolutely!”

After throwing her hair into bubble braids, doing some light, glowy makeup, and saying goodbye to Presley, Maeve grabbed her purse and made her way across the street. She smiled as she saw the garage door open the second she stepped into their driveway. ‘Perfect timing,’ she thought.

Nicholas stepped outside first, his hair sitting messily in a bun on top of his head. He offered a tight lipped smile. “Hey Maeve. You’re still riding with us, right?”

“If that’s still okay with you guys, then yes,” she grinned as she approached him.

“Well, you’ll be riding with Folio in the truck,” he explained. “And trust me, he’s more than okay with it.”

“Oh you guys take separate vehicles?” Maeve tilted her head to the side.

Nicholas nodded, “Yeah. The drum kit takes up a lot of space, so we have to.”

The door leading into the garage opened and Nick emerged. He seemed to be on autopilot as he went straight over to the drum kit without even glancing in their direction. As he began to prepare it for loading, Nicholas leaned over to Maeve. “Watch this,” he whispered. He cleared his throat. “Hey, Folio.”

Without turning to look, Folio responded with a hum.

Nicholas tried to hold back a smirk, “Maeve’s here. You’re not gonna say hi?”

Folio froze in his spot for a moment. His eyes widened as he finally turned around. His face had turned beet red in a matter of seconds.

Maeve tried to hold back a laugh, “Yeah what’s up with that?” She played along. “You invited me and you’re not even gonna say hi?” He looked nervous, embarrassed and clearly didn’t know what to say. Maeve couldn’t hold in her laughter anymore as she walked over to him, “I’m just messing.” She placed her hand on his bicep and gave it a comforting squeeze.

His face settled into a goofy grin as he looked down at her, “Very funny.”

“Nicholas started it,” Maeve jutted her thumb to point behind her at Nicholas, who had a hand over his mouth still trying so hard not to burst out laughing.

Folio rolled his eyes as he turned his focus to Nicholas. “Since this is so funny, why don’t you help me load this up?”

Maeve stepped to the side as Nicholas began to help Folio. Once they were far away enough from Maeve, Nicholas decided to tease him a little more. “You are so fucking down bad,” he mumbled to him with a shit eating grin on his face.

“Shut the fuck up.”

With all the instruments and equipment loaded up, they all left for the bar. Maeve sat in the passenger’s seat of Nick’s old truck and tried not to stare too hard at his profile while he drove. Nick was trying to keep his eyes on the road. It was proving difficult with how pretty she looked and how nice she smelled, so he kept stealing little glances.

He then realized how quiet it was. Even with the music playing from the radio, he still felt like there was an intense, awkward silence. He needed to say something. He didn’t want it to seem like he didn’t want her there. So, he began to talk about the first thing that came to mind. It just so happened to be a shower thought that he’d had earlier. “You know dog whistles?” he asked her.

Maeve furrowed her eyebrows as she looked at him. “Yeah…” she trailed off, confused. “What about them?”

“So, only dogs hear them, right?”

“I guess…yeah.” She had no idea where he was going with this, but she was curious enough to play into it.

“Alright. Have you ever heard of a death whistle?” he questioned, seemingly changing the subject.

“Like the Aztec ones?” Maeve asked. A smile began to form on her face at the strangeness of this conversation.

“Exactly,” said Nick. “Do you think it’s the same? Like only dogs can hear dog whistles. Can only dead people hear death whistles?”

She bursted into a fit of laughter. “Definitely not,” she responded. “How would that even work? How do they hear it if they're dead?”

Nick started to laugh along with her, “I don’t know! Maybe their souls have ears or something.”

“That is the dumbest thing I have ever heard,” Maeve laughed, clearly amused. She lifted her hand to cover her mouth as she continued to laugh harder and harder the more she thought about the absurdity of the question.

Nick looked over at her fully as he laughed at his own stupid question and her reaction to it. Then he noticed her nails. “Hey, did you paint your nails? They’re black.”

Through heaving breaths in an attempt to control her laughter, Maeve nodded. “Yeah, I painted them last night. Thought it could be fun for us to match.”

Nick swore he felt his heart swell at the admission and he was rendered speechless for a moment. “Yeah,” he said softly, his own laughter long faded but a fond smile still present. “That’s sick.”

#bad omens fanfiction #bad omens fanfic #bad omens x oc #nick folio fanfiction #nick folio fanfic #nick folio x oc #limoncello series #sinkingteethinwhitenoise

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kthecutest · 10 months

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hi! can i req jo as bf, also pls include his love languages and his thoughts about pda!!

ofc u don’t have to hehe, thank you~~

ジョー Jo as your bf (づ ᴗ _ᴗ)づ♡

A/N ೃ⁀➷ I loved this request so much!! ໒꒰ྀིᵔ ᵕ ᵔ ꒱ྀི১ Coming up with the ideas to put here, got me all levitating ૮꒰ྀི⊃´ ꒳ `⊂ྀི꒱ა Hope you'll enjoy it! ૮꒰ ˶• ༝ •˶꒱ა ♡

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Loves you to death but he’s pretty calm and also shy when it comes to showing it

A big sucker for cuddles, would literally pick you up every time he hugs you either from the back or front because of the huge height and size difference between you two

When you insist on having a competition with him on either games or sports, he’ll always let you win and when you celebrate your victory, he’ll smile at your reaction finding you so cute

Doesn’t get jealous normally because he probably trusts you so much and he doesn’t think his jealousy is necessary in the equation. But if a guy was getting way too close to you and you’re making an uncomfortable face, he’ll be the first to shoot a death glare at him before snugging you closer to him away from the dude

Doesn’t talk too much so you won’t be hearing him call you all sorts of sweet cheesy little things and his compliments are short but he’s definitely secretly adoring you and falling deeper and deeper for you inside

The poor boy blushes so easily. Even if it was just you whispering into his ear as a joke, you’ll quickly find his ears reddening and his face heating up

Hates sharing his food with others especially his white rice , but if it’s you, he’ll be seated beside you putting all sorts of food in your rice bowl and would stare at you with secret heart eyes while you’re eating

Often thinks of you while he’s shopping, so he’ll always come back home with a bunch of gifts for you, just because when he saw them, they ‘reminded him of you’

The kisses shared between you two are always little pecks. He’s way too shy to start giving you a whole French kiss but if you did insisted or try it on him, he’ll gladly return back the favor and of course end up in a blushing mess afterwards

His texts and words are pretty dry but the boy truly loves you. It’s just he doesn’t know how to be romantic and when he tries, he’ll come off really flushed and awkward. So just make sure to lead him on step by step, slowly

This cutie is such a good artist so he'll often come up to you, shyly asking you if you'd wanna pose for him so he can draw you. But soon he'll get comfortable enough to take photographs of you whenever you two are on a date or really just whenever it is. And he'll look back at the photos smiling secretly. Soon you'll see several canvas with arts of you all over his room. Believe it or not, mans had drawn every single photo he's taken of you.

You often go through his closet, grabbing and wearing whatever oversized hoodie or t-shirt you could find. He wouldn’t complain about it at all but he aren’t those type of boyfriends who go “aww you look so cute in my hoodie” but you definitely will catch him, secretly taking photos of you in his clothes with a cheeky smile

He’d be the type to hold your hand shyly in public making it not seem too obvious. If you run up to him and give him a peck on the lips or cheeks, he’ll get flushed so so fast. But overall I think in public he won’t be those type of boyfriends who kept showing off their girlfriends so proudly, not because he’s uncomfortable or he’s trying to hide it, it’s just how he is. He doesn’t think it’s necessary to be all that, I mean you’re his after all, that’s all that matters ;)

In conclusion, Jo is definitely not those lovey dovey overly affectionate boyfriends but the cute shy boy does show affection in his own cute little ways.

#&team #andteam #&team imagines #&team scenarios #&team jo #asakura jo #&team fluff #&team soft hours #This is just so fricking cuteee!!

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melody-writer777 · 8 months

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Hey!! I hate to ask but can you write a part 2 to your headcanons about Klaus being ur boyfriend?

Part two of Klause being your boyfriend head cannons

Summary: More head cannons about Klause Hargreeves being your boyfriend

Warnings: none

Ship: Klause Hargreeves x gn reader

He’s definitely the kinda person to run up to cats in hopes it’ll be his new friend, but when it runs away he gets sooo sad and runs to you

Some nights he can’t sleep and he doesn’t want to bother you so he will just wait till you fall asleep and then just watch you

Not in a creepy way ofc but in a way where he’s trying to carve this memory into his brain in fear the world will end any second and this will be his last morning with you (bros got ptsd)

Even though Bens grateful you helps Klause with his addictions, it won’t stop him from making jokes about you guys and Klause being all over you

Jokes about how Klause wont shut up about how he misses you when your gone, how you alway give into what he wants, but just jokes mostly to keep himself entertained

But since he’s dead Klause doesn’t say anything

If you have little hobbies related to art in any way he would definitely give it a try but if it’s anything else he may just sit there while you do whatever it is you do

If you ever had past relationships he would want to know all about them, what their name is, why you dated, why you broke up, all that stuff

It’s not that he’s jealous or anything like that it’s just that he really wants to know all the drama and maybe learn what he can do better

One of his actual favorite dates is just sitting in bed together and watching any paranormal or crime show he can find

If your one of those people who talks through the whole episode of movie he wouldn’t be mad, if anything he would be happy, because it shows you actually have an interest and want to know more

If you don’t talk during the episode or movie he may be a little award because the silence intimidates him but as long as he can see your watching the show he’ll be ok

I really hope you like it and I’m sorry it took me a while to respond, I wasn’t feeling very good today. I feel like if I feel icky then I won’t be able to focus on the writing and it may be a little bad. But now that I feel better I think this is good.

- Melody

#klause hargreeves #x reader #klause x reader #melodys writing

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gatorbeast · 3 years

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im terrible at noticing coding and stuff, could u tell me abt trans coded spamton? :O

ooooh ofc!! this is gonna be long and with spoilers so under the cut

so first of all, spamton has a TON of correlation with mettaton. mettaton is trans and that’s a big part of his character, which i won’t go super into because lots of people before have made lots of posts about it, but it’s basically canon and heavily implied. in deltarune, mettaton designed his perfect body in the computer lab, but eventually deleted it and left it to be abandoned. this was the neo body that spamton gets put into in the neo fight. along with this and themes of starting out small and becoming super famous, sharing leitmoifs in his theme song, and the dress.

mettaton wears a blue dress in undertale, which ties it into the trans symbolism, but ALSO this lion npc who’s a trans woman wears it, which further makes it tied to trans symbolism

and the mannequin in deltarune which looks extremely similar to spamton is also wearing the same dress! also, if you try to put the loaded disk (spamtons consciousness) into it, this happens

whiiiich might be partially spamton refusing to wear a dress

along with all the ties to mettaton, spamton has an obsession with being a “real boy”, which obv is a puppet joke but still, knowing toby who has put tons of lgbt rep he could’ve easily meant this in both ways. this guy also has a whole song named after ”a real boy” soooo

also, spamtons whole backstory. started off small and insecure, rejected by his friends, became who he finally wanted to be once he got a little help, and even after his fall from greatness he hates what he’s trapped in and wants to be in a different body, to the point where he spends hours praying to his ideal body in the basement, hoping he could be in a better body someday... a body that was another trans mans dream body.

finally on the more non serious side, spamton lays eggs (the pipis) and yes they’re confirmed by toby fox to be eggs. which obv, eggs are from female anatomy LMAO addisons could be different and have different anatomy, since all of them use they/them who knows if they even have similar sexes to humans, but just throwing that out there

anyways long story short

also note: this is a reading of his character not necessarily coding, since i don’t know how much toby intended this, but just some neat little reasons why

#spamton #spamton g spamton #deltarune #deltarune chapter 2 #spamton neo

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anime-grimmy-art · 3 years

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What do you do when there’s not much to an AU? You make up your own stuff, ofc. And as is per usual when I make Character Designs, I make up a shit ton of lore too.

The ramblings under the cut, but what I’m really interested in, is what you guys think. Do you guys have any headcanons/ideas for this AU? Let me hear them! Also, if you don’t wanna read on tumblr, here’s the Google Docs link: https://drive.google.com/file/d/151yshHxnb_--P6eMKkwkI2dee9xC_Llb/view?usp=sharing

Before I get into the characters’ roles, here’s some general facts and backstory of their town:

- Basically, it’s Undertale meets Harvest Moon / Stardew Valley. Well, kinda. I at least used that approach for coming up for the jobs for the characters. You know, how there’s always a general store, a doctor, a smithy, etc.

- The usual story of a HM game is that you come to a town that’s way past its glory days and you, as the player/farmer, help them get back to that. The “backstory” of the town is that that already kinda happened. I’ll get into it more in the character description, but basically when Asgore was still mayor, the town got really popular. Then yadda yadda, a certain tragedy happened, two kids died, and the town suddenly got very bad publicity. There was a lot of stuff going on back then, bad reputation being spread and also a lot of law stuff, cos, you know, supposed child murder ‘n all, so Asgore made the decision to shut off the town to ppl from outside. This was in the interest of most monsters living there, because as fun as it is to have a lot of people coming there, most just wanted to live a quiet life. Not everyone was happy with that though, so many moved away from town and some others are trying to get the town back on its feet. But more on that later.

On to the characters:

I’m just gonna start with the skelebros, cos it’s their fault in the first place I got so invested.

Basically, they are what the player is in hm/sdv. They just showed up one day, took over the abandoned farmhouse and began their life there. The two came to town way after it was “closed” and since then a new mayor has opened the possibility for new residents to move in. Their farm helps the economy of the town a lot and the mayor, like usually in hm games, is trying to use that to make the town more known again. The skelebros aren’t really working towards that goal however.

So, now a bit more detail on them individually.

Papyrus:

- The design is mostly based on what’s “canon” in this au.

- He works mostly on the fields and is in charge of the crops. Their fields aren’t spectacularly big, but still big enough to plant a few dozen rows of veggies.

- Paps also helps out a lot in town when he has the time. He helps Asgore with his plants, he goes fishing with Undyne, helps Toriel carry crates around and so on. This is inspired by the part-time job mechanic in HM ToT.

- Unbelievably, in this AU Pap is not an absolutely awful cook. Since he helps out at Muffet’s and Grillby’s a lot, they tend to show him some tricks to cooking. Even though Pap’s not a big fan of the greasy or overly sweet cooking those two do, he picks up a lot.

Sans:

- Again, design mostly based on the “canon” look. Maybe a bit more baggy.

- This is finally an AU this dude gets to rest. Since there are no resets and he doesn’t have to see his bro die again and again, for once in his life, he’s not a sad ball of depression. He’s just a chill and lazy dude that loves to make puns. Though, since he’s not too experienced with the feelings of loss, helplessness or grieving, he still tends to hide behind puns and fakes smiles if he does feel bad.

- Sans is in charge of the animals on the farm. Papyrus begrudgingly gave him that role since Pap’s loud demeanour and hectic movements usually scare the animals. Sans’ relaxed attitude draws the animals to him naturally and even if Pap mostly finds him sleep against a tree, in a stack of hay or on one of the sheep, the animals are always fed, healthy and relaxed, so Sans seems to be doing his job.

- Sans always has a small chic sit inside his hoodie or hat. Is it always the same one? Who knows, maybe.

- Sans also, somehow, can produce eggs out of thin air. Grab into his hoodie pocket, in his pants pocket, in his hat, in his slipper, there’s suddenly always an egg there. On good days he can even make butter or cheese appear.

Gaster:

- He’s literally just a scarecrow in this. Though, if you ask any of the bros why they designed their scarecrow that way, they won’t have an answer.

Frisk&Toriel:

- Frisk is mostly based on what I wore myself as a kid in summer. Just a loose shirt with a cappy. Toriel basically has her ut gown, just with an apron on top.

- Frisk just appeared outside the “magical” forest one day. Napstablook and his cousin found them and brought them to Toriel, who has been taking care of them since.

- Toriel runs the general store in town, but also often takes care of the few kids that still live there.

- Frisk usually helps out in Toriels store, plays with the other kids or sits around at Asgore’s. They’re notorious for nabbing small snacks, mostly from Asgore’s plants. You’ll always find them munching on something.

- Frisk was in town before the skelebros. Since they’d moved in, Frisk often went to spy on their farm. After a small incident with angry chicken, Frisk got to know the two better and now they see them as something between brothers and uncles.

- But Frisk honestly gets along with everyone. Just like in UT, they’ve not only been adopted by Toriel but literally everyone.

- Toriel and Asgore’s relationship is not as bad as in the main game, since, you know, Asgore didn’t kill literal children, but there’s still tension between them. Back when Asriel and Chara died and the whole thing with the bad rep for the town began, Toriel felt betrayed by Asgore focusing more on the town than giving their deceased kids the grieving they deserved. They’re not divorced, but Toriel still moved out and said needed space to think. Now that Frisk is in the picture though, the both of them are slowly coming to even ground and may even be able to talk things out and clear up the uncertainty of their decisions.

Asgore:

-Asgore has his UT Ending / Deltarune clothes, just with a gardener’s belt.

- He’s the previous mayor of the town, but after all the crap that happened, he stepped down from the position. Now he has his own little shop and sells seeds, saplings, homegrown veggies and fertilizer. So, basically what e.g. the Marimba Farm is in HM AP

- His main customer is Papyrus and they’re on friendly terms. Asgore is worried about how much and how hard Pap works, so he often gives him a discount.

- Since his family’s past tragedy, Asgore is kind of nervous around kids. So, when he first met Frisk, he hoped they’d not visit him too often. But to his chagrin, Frisk took an instant liking to him and spends a lot of time at his shop (and steals eats the fresh grown veggies). Now, he’s really grateful for that, because for one, he loves Frisk as dearly as he had his own children, and also because now the tension and mistrust between him and Toriel seem to grow smaller day by day.

Undyne&Alphys:

- I gave Undyne a pretty basic fisher’s outfit. Alphys basically has Elli from HM’s outfit, just a bit more doctory stuff added. She still has her canon lab coat too.

- In essence, Undyne and Alphys have 2 completely different jobs. Alphys is the resident doctor and Undyne runs the fish market.

Two things. Yes, I know Alphys is more a mechanic than a doctor, she fits the aesthetic though, so she’s the doc now. And no, Undyne being a fisherwoman is not cannibalism, think of it more as a shark hunting smaller fish.

- The reason I lump them together is because they act as the local “smithy”. Alphys is still really tech savvy in this (I mean, Mettaton is still part of this AU), so she takes on most problems with electronics and stuff. For Undyne, I didn’t want to lose her Royal Guard’s Captain image, so she’s really good at handling tools (and weapons, but Al doesn’t let her make them anymore). So basically, if there’s a broken tool, you can be sure that either Undyne or Alphys can fix it.

- As for relationships, those two are still an item. Alphys is still really shy and a shut-off, but since Undyne and Pap become best friends, she gets to know the skelebros better. She and Sans especially get along well, since most of the time Undyne and Papyrus are let loose, they sit back and talk about science-y stuff. (no, Sans doesn’t have a background in science but he’s still into sci-fi)

- Alphys has a bit of a strained relationship with both Asgore and Mettaton.

Back when Chara and Asriel died, it was because of “illness” (maybe poisoning?). Alphys feels awful because with her back then limited knowledge on medicine she couldn’t help the two. Asgore doesn’t hold anything against her but Alphys can’t help but feel guilty.

Alphys still built Mettaton’s body in this one. The two had a really big disagreement, because Mettaton hated the fact the town was going to close, and he couldn’t understand how Alphys could feel otherwise, even more so endorse the idea.

Mettaton, Napstablook, Mad Dummy/Mew Mew:

- Napsta and Dummy are pretty self-explanatory, they got straw hats. Mettaton’s outfit is a bit of a joke cos it’s a play on “work at the top and party at the bottom”. The tie has two different sides, one with the yellow red pattern, the other completely red. His “top part” is the business part, because when he’s on tv or in the mayors’ office, you don’t usually see his feet. The bottom is his party/dance part, cos his dancing/entertainment channels mostly feature his legs.

- Mettaton, still a robot, Napstablook and Mad Dummy are all still cousins in this AU.

- Originally, they all lived and worked at the Blook Farm, the Animal Farm of this AU. Mettaton, however, despised that simple live and after befriending Alphys and her building him a body, he left the Farm to pursue bigger things.

- Mettaton runs the local tv network. From weather to game shows, he does it all. He also runs the tailor shop in town that sells his designer clothes and merchandise. After Asgore stepped down, Mettaton also took over the role of town’s mayor and now works towards making the place more known again. Not everybody is happy with him doing that though.

- One of those people is the Mad Dummy. He can’t stand people anyways and he always claims that history would just repeat itself.

- Since the whole family is made of ghosts, they have different dummies and scarecrows they can use to take care of the animals. To mock Mettaton and kinda get back at Alphys for giving MTT such an opportunity, Mad Dummy found the blueprints for the Mew Mew robot and now modelled one of their scarecrows after it.

- Napstablook isn’t fond of taking over obejcts like his cousins do, so he mostly takes care of the snails. Somehow, he can interact with them even when incorporeal.

Muffet&Grillby:

- The two of them run the Inn together. Muffet cooks in the daytime and makes desserts, Grillby manages the bar in the evening.

- The two still can’t really stand each other but working together like this benefits them both because their rivalry just spurs them on more.

- Even though Grillby is a patient person, somehow Muffet is the only person who riles him up enough to retaliate. (Well, maybe except for Sans, he’s a strong second).

So, basically everything between those two is a challenge in some way. Even if Papyrus doesn’t notice, even his cooking lessons are a challenge for them.

- Even though they’re constantly bickering, after working together for so many years, there’s a strange level of respect and trust between them. Even if back when they first started this business, they’d pour salt into an already open wound, nowadays they’d know better and just take a step back from the other or even comfort the other (on very rare occasions only).

Asriel&Chara:

- They be dead. Kinda.

Some Characters that’d live in that town too but that I haven’t made designs for:

- Gerson is the original smithy of the town. He’d grown up in a family of smiths, but he’d always had an appreciation for the sea. That’s why, when the town became more deserted and Undyne had a good enough skill level as smith, he took up the Captains hat and now mostly spends his days out on sea. He also ferries people to places if they need him to. Oh, and just like in canon, Undyne learned most of her skills from him.

- Burgerpants is a poor dude Mettaton basically kidnapped when he was trying to get fame in the city. Now Burgerpants works wherever MTT needs him to, be that as cameraman for the tv shows, cashier in his tailor shop or his slave secretary in the mayor’s office.

- MK is Frisk’s best kid friend. MK’s parents are in charge of shipping the goods out of town and paying the individual people. MK’s the one that usually collects the goods at the end of the day.

- Other than that, there are only a few people in town. I’d imagine the older folks or the really young families stayed in town after it was closed. I think the librarby dude would still run the library. Some Snowdin residents like the stone family or the dogs also might still live there.

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unohanadaydreams · 3 years

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As the name suggests, I'm always thirsty for the Big Guy 😉 I wonder how Kenpachi would react if Ikkaku found a piece of your lingerie in the barracks, but no one knew about your relationship?

The idea of Kenpachi being viewed as sus for fucking a 4th member fuels me so ofc. This got out of hand but I fully blame the energy IkkaYumi brings to anything ever and not myself. Thank you for understanding.

Features: smut (18+) at the mid-point, IkkaYumi being real <3 for the majority of it, and sub!Kenpachi (☆ω☆), also idk maybe some minor angst but like made Seggsy.

Kenpachi Zaraki x f!reader (and IkkaYumi...mostly them tbh.)

Ikkaku slapped the door open with loudest ‘OI’ he could muster. The paper of the door ripped somewhere along the way as it slid open, the wooden frame wobbling as he stepped into the room.

Despite the noise, Yumichika’s hand stayed steadfast as he finished smudging eye shadow on his outer lid. Another ‘OI’ sounded, but no hand shook him or foot kicked at him while Yumichika held a brush to his eye.

Glacial, he finished blending the color until he was satisfied--rinsed the brush--set it to dry. Through the mirror in front of him, Yumichika looked to Ikkaku’s reflection only after admiring his own.

The lacy scrap of undies in Ikkaku’s hand lifted Yumichika’s brow.

“I thought you hated when I wore those,” he said with a sniff, turning to get a better look.

Ikkaku rubbed at his bald head, “yah think that because I do.”

Yumichika gestured for the undies and Ikkaku threw them. “And yet?”

“Yet, I found ‘em anyway!” Ikkaku fell into a wide squat, his hands fisting into the fabric of his uniform over his knees. “In the captain’s office.”

They stared at one another, both settling deeper into their feelings.

“Ikkaku, you must be joking,” Yumichika said, holding the undies against his arm. “This color makes me look positively jaundiced.”

“You think captain gives a shit about color theory?”

Yumichika threw the lacy bit of bullshit at Ikkaku’s face. Smiling when they landed on his dumb, shiny head. “He won’t even let me do his hair, Ikkaku. Your delusion is exhausting me.”

“Then--”

“Yes, Ikkaku. Then, they’re not mine. And they’re someone else’s.”

Ikkaku pulled the undies from his head, squinting at them. “Huh.”

Rising with a flourish, Yumichika let the sleeves of his robe billow behind him as he went for the cabinet to rummage for sake. Possibly a new boyfriend.

He came back after a few gulps, offering Ikkaku the bottle only after giving him a sound kick to the head that sent the man flopping to the side.

“Hey!” Ikkaku steadied himself with one hand and rubbed where he’d been kicked with the other...undies still in hand. “Ya can’t blame me. No one else around here would wear that shit.”

Yumichika gave a flat look. Took another gulp of sake. Sighed heavily as he sank to Ikkaku’s level.

“Which means they belong to someone who would,” Yumichika offered along with the sake. “Someone from a different division.”

“Must be serious,” Ikkaku said, sake dribbling down his chin. “Never found anything in his office...ever.”

Yumichika kissed at the trail of sake and took the bottle back once he’d settled into Ikkaku’s lap. “That means whoever it is will be back. And now we know what to look for.”

Ikkaku grunted, shoving his tongue in Yumichika’s mouth before the man in his lap could swallow his sake, not pulling away until he’d swiped as much alcohol with his tongue as he could.

“That shit ain’t good enough for you, anyway.”

“I know,” Yumichika said softly, tone at odds with him rising to stand, heading for the door.

“O--” A raised hand stalled Ikkaku from pointing to his tightened hamaka.

“Fix my door first, dumbass.”

Ikkaku lowered from his tip-toes, a man afflicted. “No way.”

“I told you,” Yumichika said in a hiss. “Not just from 4th division, but a pencil pusher.”

You looked like the kind who’d scramble to bring an 11th division soldier any impossible request they bullied you for. The quintessential mouse every self-respecting soldier was inclined to paw at.

“Don’t look so fucking smug, Yumi,” Ikkaku grumbled, peeling off the wall and pulling Yumichika back towards the training grounds by the back of the puffed-up peacock’s uniform, right at the lower back. Yumichika had just gotten his fifth pay-back punch in when they hit the gate that separated captain’s estate from training ground.

Theirs might have been the only captain so enamored with battle that he’d moved his quarters as close as the captain general would allow. If it weren’t for the bullshit ‘housing codes and regulations’, Ikkaku was sure the house would’ve been on top of the large rectangle of packed dirt that served as the largest training ground in the entire division.

Once they’d hopped the low wall, more meant to keep Zaraki’s house away from the grounds than to keep his underlings on the grounds away from him, Yumichika fell on the nearest bench to fix his uniform.

“Well now what?” Ikkaku rubbed at his side, knowing he was going to need to stretch soon or the tight knot Yumichika had punched into his side or even a night drowned in sake wouldn’t numb it when he collapsed in his futon.

Yumichika didn’t look up from retying his stiff, decorative obi but his face softened, “Now that we’ve been successfully nosy? I was thinking that new, chic sushi bar near the 1st. The one where all the wait-staff look just as yummy.”

“No I, mean--yeah, we’re definitely going,” Ikkaku said, his previous thought tripping over the vision of pretty smiles from androgynous beauties. “But, what do we do about the captain?”

“Well, I’m not going to say anything, but I also have tact. And grace,” Yumichika shrugged, fluffing the bow of obi.

Ikkaku kicked dirt and tensed forward at the shoulders, like he planned to lunge and attack. “I ain’t no fucking snitch and you know it. Don’tcha?”

Sliding forward, Yumichika massaged at Ikkaku’s tense shoulders, rolling his eyes. “I wasn’t saying you would. Just that you’re tactless. And might on accident--which makes you an idiot, not a snitch.”

“Damn right,” Ikkaku grunted, anything but Yumichika’s agreement sliding off his bald head like water. “Wouldn’t snitch for anything. But what if someone else finds out? Like a captain or something. We can’t kill one of them and--”

“Oh, stop worrying about it,” Yumichika said, interrupting and pulling at Ikkaku’s arm--he was hungry, both for refined food and beauties. “No one who wants to live will chance Kenpachi asking for a fight. Or that Captain Unohana; she seems vicious in a way more of our men should be. Such grace.”

“Yeah, yeah, you’re right,” Ikkaku nodded, letting himself be dragged off for sushi, sake, and sublime wait-staff. Still, there was morale to think about. No hardened warrior of the rukongai wanted to hear their fearless leader had a weakness for...the weak.

There had to be something more to it but Ikkaku wasn’t going to dig more into his captain’s business. He was more than happy to put the shovel down and follow Yumichika, even as the truth sat uncomfortably at the base of his skull.

You were weak in all the ways shinigami measured such things--swordsmanship, spiritual pressure, and kido were subjects you studied more than you practiced, let alone pulled off. But you had enough power to pass school and be sorted into the 4th division ranks, where you excelled.

An aptitude for medical procedure, surgery, and technology was what garnered you not just safety, but respect among your peers.

As for the other divisions? Well, you had some friends in 12th who fully understood your position.

Kenpachi Zaraki? Certainly wasn’t someone who could relate to you.

But, that was fine.

You preferred your men muzzled, anyway.

“Too bad, Cap--tain,” you breathed, stretching his title with your tongue playfully. “I was hoping they’d find out everything.”

Pulling yourself up, one fist over the other, by the leather leash tied taunt around Kenpachi’s neck, you delighted in seeing the muscles there strain to accommodate your weight and the need for breath at the same time.

You pressed your lips against his ear after admiring the rough line of his mouth being forcibly split open by a ball gang, pretty, pink, and yours. “Can’t you go faster?”

His answering grunt was followed by his body pressing into yours quick enough turn your teasing into moans. That’s what you liked most about Kenpachi; he was always striving to be better and exceeding expectation.

it would be effortless for him to put his hands on you without permission or rip out the ball gag, but he didn’t. Even when you met in a grimy bar close to the 11th, too drunk to realize who’s thigh you were toying with, his attention to what you wanted was surprising.

You panted, toes curling as he hit that lovely spot only he ever had, “H-hands on hips.”

So eager, he kneaded from the tops of your thighs to your hips like dough, obviously glad to be rewarded. You were eager too--for the angle. Your hips tilted upward gave him more depth and your fingers tightened on his leash.

There was no need to command for more, because he was giving you his all. And he kept going until your scattered breathing paired with the tight heat he was pounding into you snapped all at once, so intense that your eyes watered.

While you basked in the trembling after shocks, catching your breath, Kenpachi went still.

Until you said, “Sit on floor.”

The bed creaked and rose as he left it, leaving you to collect yourself in peace. When you rose to sit, he was kneeling on the floor, his cock hard and bobbing above his thighs.

You walked to him slow, nails scratching through his rough, black hair as you circled behind him. “Such good work,” you praised, “Just like always.”

Trailing down to the buckle, your fingers made quick of his ball gag, parting it from his teeth gently, and tossing it on the bed.

“What do you want me to reward you with, Kenpachi?” You asked him, only once you’d come to face him, your hand urging his jaw up, his eyes on yours.

“To get off,” he said, shameless.

You hummed, “then do it.”

Frowning, Kenpachi leaned his face into your touch. “I want you to.....please.”

The word ‘please’ was said slow, his eyes leaving yours several times before he said it. You wondered how many people Kenpachi Zaraki had ever asked, for anything. Let alone, with manners.

You kissed his nose, finding the almost demure behavior cute, “Then I will. Lay down.”

He did, his arms behind his head, like he napping under a tree instead of waiting for your hands to give his weeping cock relief.

You took your time, teasing him with sensation by spitting into your hand and giving him light rubs, again and again until his hips lifted off the ground.

The lacy bit of pink undies that stretched tight over his thighs, were yours too. And you peeled them off, throwing them toward the ball gag as his breathing grew heavy in the air.

Perhaps you deserved less teasing, but you couldn’t resist dragging out the fun a touch more, one hand fondling his tightening balls while the other scratched lightly at his inner thighs.

His breathing was catching on groans and audible ‘ah’s that had you biting your lip. Thigh’s clenching, you finally began circling the tip of his cock. Soon, you were giving him his first pump, slick hand trailing his length from tip to base in smooth, steady motions.

Straddling his thighs, you took advantage of the position and put both your hands to work, gripping him harder but keeping the same pace.

“Look how hard you are,” you cooed, hands pausing as your thumb circled the slit topping the bulbous head of his cock. “Do you want to cum for me?”

His, “yes,” was immediately pushed from his heaving chest. You hummed, so tempted to climb on top of him fully. But, that would be a kind of weakness you didn’t allow yourself.

Kenpachi’s lone eye struggled to stay open as you lowered your lips to kiss the tip of him. You rose back up and licked them as he watched, his pre-cum salty as it settled on your tongue.

You couldn’t call him unraveling under your firm, fast touch seeing him at his weakest. But, you were certain it was a kind of vulnerable he seldom experienced. Even his arms had come from behind his head, his fingers flexing around air while he struggled to keep them away from you. His hips began bucking with such strength that you were forced to tighten your thighs around his to keep your place.

Desperate, is what he was. For you to give him what he worked for.

And, you did.

His cock pulsed as you wrung his orgasm out, thick ropes of cum falling over his sweaty stomach and dripping down your hands. His moan was loud, deep, and reverberated through out the room like a cry of victory.

You kept stroking him until he was completely spent, until he made a sound almost like a whine.

“I need--”

He sat up, setting you on the floor before padding to the bathroom, and coming back with a damp cloth. “Here.”

“Thank you,” you said, keeping your eyes on your hands as you willed yourself to calm down. His orgasm had made you want him again, badly. But you had things to do. He had things to do.

What you had with Kenpachi was strange and tenuous. And your smug confidence drained a bit as you cleaned yourself and him, until you were almost unsure.

What now? You’d never even seen his house before this. Always in more public places, where you parted almost immediately after playing with him.

“You want these back,” he asked, lifting the ball gag and undies in one hand while pulling back the blankets on the bed with the other. The leash was already on the bedside table, his neck angrily red still.

If you took them, you wondered if it was all over. “No, you should. They’re easy enough to clean.”

“...You sure?”

You nodded, not so attached to a couple cheap props that you’d be wounded if something happened to them. “They’re all yours.”

Shrugging after a moment of silence, he gestured with his head to the bed, “unless you wanna take a shower first.”

“I’m fine for now,” you responded, climbing under the blanket, more confused than obedient. “Are you tired?”

“Enough to sleep.”

The bed dipped from his bulk, forcing you closer. He tossed an arm around you, so you could get comfortable against his side. You lay your head on his chest, eyes still open, listening to him breathe.

At first, you’d thought maybe it was all a joke. That Kenpachi Zaraki was trying to trap you into....something, like those men who feigned nice before using all their muscle to force you to bend as they wanted. To teach you a lesson for trying to dominate him.

You didn’t delude yourself into thinking you had real, tangible power of him or any man you’d toyed with, after all. Just something momentary, like a brief understanding.

But you felt less cautious as your eyes drooped shut and your thoughts circled around his intentions. He always approached you and asked, vague and gruff, ‘here good?’ And you’d find a closet or office or twisty alley that would do.

This time, you asked him. And he took you to his bedroom, compliant as ever, waiting for you to sprinkle nice words in his ear, for you to give him pleasure for being his best.

Drifting off to the rise and fall of his chest, you wondered if things like that meant so much to him.

#this is very lightly edited bc im so short on time lately #but this was fun #kenpachi zaraki smut #kenpachi zaraki x reader #kenpachi zaraki #bleach sm #bleach imagines #bleach scenario #zaraki-oriented #kenpachi: i like being praised and having someone acknowledge me #reader: wait....is this....kind of depressing and not just kinky?#but fr i just think dommed kenpachi is hot and i can not resist sprinkling crumbs of angst

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local-trashmouth · 3 years

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Henry making love to you and you're all soft but then you say you want kids and now bow (yes I call him bow lol) has the idea of getting you pregnant in his mind and kinda snaps and gets a bit feral or he extra soft 🥺🥺 whatever you like I just had this idea lol (feel free to write this for the gang as well, separate ofc)

note: not directly female cause 'm ftm so like gn reader please <3

headcanons ?

AAAAAAAAAAAAA I LOVE YOU

LITERALLY THIS HAD ME SCREAMING (altho I didnt rlly know how to write this because I hate kids xD)

I'm not sure if you meant have kids in sense of the natural way, or adopt a child (although that interferes with the impregnation thought of the bois) so I just wrote both variants

(also if this isn't what you wanted, pls send another ask. If that's the case im very sorry ;-;)

Warnings: mention of sex, impregnation, Patrick is a warning himself lol

Pairing: Henry Bowers x reader, Patrick Hockstetter x reader (I thought this fits him too)

Henry Bowers

Having a child naturally

since you said that, he can't concentrate on anything but the thoughts of building a future with you

he definetly goes soft on you, practically melting into putty

just you telling him that you want kids with him gives him butterflies

although he's worrying about being a horrible dad like Butch

you have to reassure him, telling him that he'll be the total opposite

heck even in school he can't think about anything else other than moving out of Derry with you and building a Family

he'll totally get you there, I mean, when you two can provide for a Family of course

he doesn't want to have children at a time where he can't give them the best possible life he has to offer

fight me on this, but he totally wants girls

so they have your beauty and heart, and he really just wants to do their hair

but when one of them or both turn out to identify differently he'll support them despite his views (same with the son/s)

if you end up having a son, or multiple he'll totally be that cool dad

taking them to shooting lessons and spending a lot of time with them

adopting a child

again, he wants to wait until you two can provide for it

he's gonna try his best to be a good parent, better than the previous ones at least

he'll probably take his kids into the woods too, make campfires with them while letting you put your head onto his shoulder

you just adore watching him bloom like that

if they ever ask about being adopted, he wouldn't be closed off about it

he totally takes you and the kids to Derry for holidays to brag to Butch about his success, and will 100% rub it into the boys' faces aswell

he really wants the kids to get along with the guys, they're his closest friends after all

Patrick Hockstetter

Having a child naturally

he totally goes feral when you say that

look, he won't be the best dad there is

and it's not even really his fault

which sometimes upsets you, and he gets it

but he's trying okay

he'll make a lot of shitty dad jokes

very very very overprotective over his kids

now there isn't just one real Person to him, but a whole family

HIS family

like, how did he get here?

it often overwhelms him

but he knows he can find that security he needs with you

so everything's good in the end

he really doesn't have a preference for the gender, and he will seem like he doesn't care about his kids

but he truly does, and it shows in other things than affection

for example, he will not hesitate to defend his kid, no matter if they are in the wrong or not

he'll also attend therapy which is a big step to a better future :)

when he's alone with you he opens up about his worries of not being able to give them the things they need/want because of his lack of empathy

so u better reassure ur fireboi

adopting a child

he lets you "choose"

the first months will be rough, and there will be a lot of small fights between you two

because Patrick never imagined to be in this kind of commitment

he hopes the kid gets into knives and other weapons, cuz boi will he fanboy about the one's he still has from being younger

he wants to stay in Derry, he just likes this town somehow

maybe its because he can get away with his killing

talking about that, he'll stop it

just for you and the kid of course

so you better feel special

#Henry Bowers #henry bowers imagine #fanfic #fluff #headcanons #imagines #reader insert #writing #it chapter one #it 2017 #henry bowers x reader #henry bowers headcanons #patrick hockstetter x reader #patrick hockstetter imagine #patrick hockstetter headcanons #Patrick Hockstetter

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julijuliwrites · 3 years

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Hi you absolute cutie!!! I was wondering if I can request some headcanons for being quackity's bestfriend and him having a crush yet the reader is oblivious? Thank you, boo <333 also how have you been doing lately? -🦑

Ahh!! You’re so sweet ilysm!!🥰 I’ve been doing great a little overwhelmed with all the love I’ve been getting but very happy! Also very exciting since you’re my first emoji anon :o!! I hope you enjoy these headcanons! 🦑 anon!

Oblivious crush

Parings: Quackity x reader

Genre: fluff

Warnings: dirty jokes and very very little cursing

☆彡ミ☆

Quackity

I would think everyone thinks you’re dating

Doesn’t stop people from flirting with you tho LOL

Quackity probably gets super overprotective and likes to hog your time

Hates when someone else grabs your attention

Quackity flirts with you a lot

But you don’t think it’s flirting ofc

I mean it’s your bestie Quackity <333

He’s always talking about you nonstop as well

Since Quackity is slowly doing his Las Vegas arc and becoming a rich man he’d probably spoil you

If he has any meetings you better bet you’re coming and you’re coming with a fancy dress he bought you

Doesn’t understand if you know he likes you??

Because you really don’t since Quackity is sweet to you like how he is to everyone

Probably gets really nervous around you sometimes despite flirting with you

He also gets frustrated because how do you not notice how his eyes become soft once he sees you

Or when he lowers his voice when you’re around to not startle you

Really scared to confess so he doesn’t

Is always glued to you by the hip

“Y/N!! My darling you made it!”

Quackity invited you over for dinner and was so nervous because he thought you were gonna bail:(

If you wanna do something just name it he won’t even hesitate

He is absolutely smitten by everything you do

Hates how other people also like you even though he can’t stop it

Quackity lovesss to flirt with you until you flirt back

Because you don’t think you’re flirting you’re just being honest!

“Y/N, the moon is beautiful isn’t it?”

While staring at you the whole time

And you’d probably say something like

“Yeah it makes me think of you”

He’d be frozen

You broke this man lol

I would think people would use you against him

Something like if you’re around Quackity can’t get mad

Or Quackity can’t hurt them because they’d hurt you

Really cares for you so much:(

Would give you the whole world for you and only you

Wants to confess in a way he knows you’d love it

Wishes you would stop being so oblivious

If someone came up to you asking if you two are dating when Quackity is around he’d be ready to tease and say yes

But before he can you say no

Really stings him but he knows it’s not your fault

How can he stay upset when he sees your cute smile!

Compliments you all the time

“Why don’t you look absolutely stunning Y/N?”

Makes you come with him if he’s buying clothes

Loves to make dirty jokes

“Damn Y/N, you look so good. Stomp on me or something!” With a cheeky grin

Probably playfully smack his chest

Cares for you so much :((<333

Loves to make you smile !

I see him as a guy who would always want you to be safe

“Don’t you fuckin’ lay a hand on Y/N, alright asshole?”

☆彡ミ☆

Hope you enjoyed! Send more requests in!!

#mcyt x reader #dream smp x reader #Quackity #quackity x reader #Juli’s 🦑 anon #quackity dsmp #dsmp Quackity #mcyt requests #mcyt #mcyt imagine #dream smp x y/n #dream smp Quackity #quackity x y/n #x reader #c! Quackity #fluff

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marigold-doms · 3 years

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Hii! Love your stories, really good job🥺💕

I'd really like to request an Ateez oneshot based on the music video of the "Treat You Better" song of Shawn Mendes (if you have ever seen it). I actually am new to tumblr, so idk how this request thing works, I'm really sorry....Soo you can choose just one of the members, otherwise I would like to ask each of them🥺. If I have to be detailed: the plot is like, Y/N is in a really toxic relationship with a bad guy, n the boy/s are Y/N's best friend (or just friend), possibly in love with her, helps her out, with a good ending. Hope this is not too much 😖

Thank u in advance 💕💕🙏🏾

Mika🌻: ahhh hi hi!! thank sm for requesting queen!!! 😘So sorry that I’m getting this out soo late but I hope you like what I did with your request💕It would take me ages to do a one shot for each member so I decided to do a headcannon/reaction to how each member would get you out of this toxic relationship. I hope that’s okay🥺

(the gifs that I used here are so irrelevant to the reaction... oh well😂)

|| Ateez Reacts || to your toxic boyfriend

—hongjoong🌻—

He’s the first to say that he hates him.

Hongjoong right off the bat knows that he doesn’t vibe with him because this man has a really good sense of people and especially knowing that you’re getting involved with that man makes him uneasy.

You could say that his love for you was nothing short of intense and sometimes overbearing.

Of course, you had already decided to date the man so he couldn’t stop you from your inevitable heartbreak.

“You hurt her I swear you won’t be hearing from her anymore because you’ll have to answer to me.”

When he figures out that your boyfriend verbally abuses you, from hearing it across the hall, he’s so quick to find you and snatch you away.

“You have no right in talking to her like that. She deserves more than you.”

You’re crying in his arms with the studio door locked. You wanted out of the relationship and you finally felt confident with hongjoong’s support that you could escape.

He has always been there for you and in a way you’ve always known that he’s been in love with you.

“I need a new start, joongie.” You sniffle into his chest before looking up at him. “You think you could be here for me?”

Hongjoong brushes the hair from your sticky face. “Of course, angel.”

—seonghwa🌻—

Your best friend does not tell you what he really feels about your bf.

His answer to your problems have always been. “if you’re happy with him, it’s your choice to stay or not.”

Seonghwa hated being the one to figure out that your man has been play you this entire time. He regrets telling you to stay if you’re happy—your bf seemed happier in the arms of another.

And his heart completely shatters for you. He wants no part in causing your heart break.

So being the calm and composed man that he is, he confronts your boyfriend.

The man is caught red handed and he has no explanation for himself.

“you better tell y/n,” Seonghwa says, shoving his hands in his pockets to pull out his phone. “Or I might have to give my best friend a little proof photo before she has reason to break up with you.”

“She’s my cousin.”

“I’m sure you don’t grasp your cousin’s ass while making out with her in front of your car.” Seonghwa reveals the picture before shoving it back in his pocket. “You have 5 hours.”

A true king. He finds justice for you.

—yunho🌻—

Yunho’s actually stunned when you tell him who you’re dating. It breaks his heart because he knows the kind of man that your boyfriend is. And it pains him to warn you.

“You don’t know him, Yunho. He’s not like that.”

This makes things rocky between the two of you and a couple months later you’re hit with the realization that he was entirely right. Your man didn’t change and you were completely cornered. You’ve had enough of his hot and cold. Breaking up 5 times in the past few months. Who knows how many girl’s he’s been with during those breaks. You were through being thrown down after being lifted up.

Yunho catches you on accident when you’re crying in the stairwell of the library at night.

‘Y/n!” He rushes to you and automatically hugs you. “What happened?”

Tears are spilling out of your eyes while your mouth is struggling to put out the words. “I was wrong Yunho! I’m so sorry! Im sorry I pushed you away! I’m so sorry!!”

Yunho shhh’s you and he calms you by petting slow strokes over your back like he used to do when you were in high school. “It’ll be okay. You have a choice and I can help you with what ever you decide. Okay love? It’s okay to leave him.”

You nod, already knowing that he’s gonna be there through it all and you couldn’t be more grateful for having Yunho in your life.

—yeosang🌻—

Yeosang is too private to tell you his true feelings and most of the things he says to your are mild roasts, like the savage person he is.

But when it comes to seeing how you’re completely in love with another man, it breaks his heart to even call that guy your boyfriend.

“Is your thing coming today?”

“You talk about him like he’s a disease.” You narrow your eyes at him as you share your ice cream bowl.

“Because he is. Coming when he wants and leaving like he didn’t do any damage.”

You start to feel sad and Yeosang knows he’s said too much.

“Y/n... I’m sorry I—“

“No it’s okay. You aren’t wrong.” You look at your hands but the night begins when your boyfriend walks through the door.

That night you’d had enough. Yeosang wakes up to banging on his door and when he opens it, he’s shocked to see you in front of him with a sad smile on your face.

There are tears in your eyes when you say it to him. “I did it. I broke up with him.”

Yeosang mirrors your smile before letting you into his apartment. “About time, dummy.”

—san🌻—

He’s the most emotional one about this. Super pouty when you are around and you;re so used to him joking about being your boyfriend instead that somehow it’s like water off a ducks back and you kind of disregard his sincerity.

When you get a boyfriend and he realizes that he’s not the man that he’s portraying himself to be to you, he looses his mind seeing him with you.

“Are you sure he makes you happy?” San asks you for the hundredth time.

“Yes San, I’m fine.” You aren’t fine. You thought that the man of your dreams was supposed to put you first not to only call you when he’s horny.

San notices everything and he hates that he sees right through your lies.

One night he’ll just come to your apartment in hopes to talk to you about it but he’s shocked to find you crying on the floor because your toxic boyfriend has yet again left you alone to deal with the aftermath of an unsettled argument.

“That’s it, I’m tired of seeing you do this to yourself!”

San collects you from the ground and helps you into your bed. “I’m calling him.”

You don’t stop him this time because you know that he’s truly there to help you out.

In your time of need, San is there to help you mend yourself and he does his best to make sure that you are happy.

—mingi🌻—

There’s no aggression in this man when he talks to you but with your boyfriend. All offense should be taken.

Mingi wants your toxic boyfriend to know that he doesn’t like him. HE wont reflect that onto you though because mingi thinks that its only fair to treat you like a queen.

Throws him hella attitude when he is alone with him and even flat out asks you why you haven’t just broken up with him yet.

when he catches your bf bring his hand up to hit you, he sees your reaction of flinching and he instantly grabs his wrist.

”You’re out of your goddamn mind to think that I wont do anything about you even thinking that you could lay a finger on her. I never want you around her, ever.”

Mingi is just a loud teddy bear but he will not hesitate to knock out your abusive boyfriend.

“Come on y/n. Let’s find someone who’ll treat you better.”

“You think that you’ll be better?” Your ex questions.

“Better than you could ever try. At least he cares.” You defend mingi.

Mingi’s heart almost melts as he takes you into his car to drive back to his apartment.

—wooyoung🌻—

Is the first to challenge your bf

He always tries to show how superior he is to him.

one because he has the fattest crush on you and he would hate to feel like the guy you fell in love with is better than him.

You might‘ve just over looked a flaw and wooyoung was going to make sure that he figured out what it was

Terribly for you, it was that your bf was sleeping with your roommate when you were out of town.

He didn’t want to just tell you what was going on, he wanted to get revenge for you. Make the guy have a taste of his own medicine.

“You know I told her that you were sleeping around.” Wooyoung leans against the door of your apartment, right in front of your roommate as soon as your bf is about to leave. “That both of you are sleeping together.”

Ofc he hasn’t told you yet... but he wants to see the fear and regret in their eyes.

“Looks like you have a lot of explaining to do later.” He’ll then leave and quickly drive to where you are. Wanting to be there for you when he tells you the truth about your toxic partner.

—jongho🌻—

Jongho is definitely the type to keep his crush on you a huge secret.

its less of a secret when your toxic boyfriend confronts jongho about how he knows about his crush.

To intimidate him—but unfortunately for Your bf—jongho is not easily wavered.

“And what Are you gonna do about it if I am?”

“I’ll just tell her not to talk to you—afterall, she’s in love with me.”

This was when jongho realized that your bf was a manipulative/possessive person. And he wasn’t about to allow this person further into your life.

His plan? Easy. Make your bf so jealous that he ends up getting his poor little heart broken because you couldn’t take that he was being too suffocating.

And who’s there to do damage control and show you how much better of a boyfriend he is when your ex finally leaves your life???

EXACTLY. Plan well thought out and jongho is finna show you what it’s like for a real man to treat you right.

#ateez reactions #ateez fluff #mika’s works #Hongjoong #seonghwa #yunho #San #yeosang #mingi #wooyoung #jongho #ateez imagines #ateez scenarios #ateez smut #kpop reactions

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Blackfem!reader playing UNO with inarizaki🧎🏾atsumu begging Aran and the reader to play while Aran is just like “👨🏿‍🦯”

Girl yess 💀💀 this should live in my head rent free (idk if your into kpop or stray kids but this reminds me of them for some reason Felix and Chan playing Uno 💀)

Playing Uno With Inarizaki Boys

(This song is bussin 😩)

*****

It was a random sleepover being held at the the twins house, they wanted their whole team to be there. And you being the manager had a free pass in too.

“We should play Truth or dare” Atsumu says out of boredom.

“Uhm sure I guess” Suna says, still looking at this phone

“Okay who’s going first?” Atsumu looks around the circle of boys and then his eyes land on you.

“Y/nnnnn~” he says dragging your name

“Yessss” you says copying him

“Truth or dare”

The whole team looks at you and leans in AYO BACK TF UP.

“Uh- dare?” You say it as a question and the whole team goes: “OUUUUUUUUUU”

The only calm ones there are probably Aran and Kita. You looked at Aran so quick- homeboy even felt bad for you 😤✋🏾

Atsumu adjusts him self but laying on his stomach and resting his head on both of his hands. “I dare you to suck my feet”

Atsumu had a crush on you, matter fo fact the whole team did, ig this was his dumbass way to show that he liked you without telling you.

“Atsumu... baby-” you start

He started blushing when you said ‘baby’

“-go sit in the corner”

You could see his face just getting redder and redder.

“I’m not playing this game no more” you say

“NOO NOOO IM SORRY, IT WAS A JOKE”

He had the audacity to hug you after 😐🔪

“We should play Uno” Hitoshi says, breaking the awkwardness.

“Okay where are the cards at?” Aran says

“Lemme get them” says Osamu making his way out the living room.

- 10 minutes later -

It was just a mix of weird and “sus” comments like:

“Your gonna get your cheeks clapped, Osamu”

“AYOO PAUSE”

Kita was ofc monitoring the game because he was afraid someone Atsumu was gonna cheat, he didn’t know this but he was literally the mom of the game.

“Ren it’s your turn” Kita says

Ren puts down a 4 and Kita is next

The game was running smooth and all until you guys reached the point in the game where people started have only 2-3 cards left. It started getting more aggressive 👀👀👀. You probably was thinking that they was playing spades or gambling with the way they was throwing them cards down on the table.

“PICK UP FOURRRR” Atsumu yells

“MAN FUCK YOUUUU!!” Suna yells back

Probably the most emotion you saw out of Suna in a long minute

The game was so intense you thought someone was gonna start fighting. And Ik your wondering what happened to Kita,,, well Kita had to sit out towards the end

He was so tired of all of them

And your probably still wondering what happened to Aran, well Aran was still playing too, just staying calm. At one point the game got so heated you had to put your hand on his hand to show that you were lowkey nervous.

“What these niggas doin-“ you whisper to Aran

“Chile” he says like a black mama

Now all in the end Osamu won and Atsumu wasn’t having it. He was ready to throw hands

“ATSUMU GET OFF”

“NO YOU CHEATING I HATE YOU”

“WHAT THE FUCK, JUST TAKE THE ASS WHOOPING AND SIT THE FUXK DOWNN”

Their mom came in and shut the whole thing down, they was being far to loud. The whole team was just watching like

🧍🏾‍♀️🧍🏻🧍🏻🧍🏻🧍🏻🧍🏾🧍🏻🧍🏻🧍🏻🧍🏻

Chile they wanted a rematch so you, Aran, Kita and Suna sat out, they really thought-

“Come on guys we won’t hurt each other anymore, please play 🥺” Atsumu says, while Osamu has the same desperate look in his face but with a big ass scar on it ✋🏾

If you wanna continue playing, you can but girl just know it’s crazy, pure chaos, that’s what it’s like playing with the Inarizaki boys

******

Just forget the fact that I literally went on Hiatus😃 I didn’t forget about writing I be on this app all the time but stuff just got really draining and it still is and I ah wont been feeling motivated to write yk, but I hope your enjoyed the story <3

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Only For A Moment: November [part two]

Summary: A series of shorter one shots from Chris and Whitney’s life together throughout the pandemic. Some happy times, some harder times, some fluff and some things a little more sexy - they work through it all as they try to get settled in their new and blossoming relationship.

Chris Evans x OFC

18+

Part of the Once Bitten/More Hearts series

Only For A Moment: October + November [part one]

Note: Life is very hectic at the moment so this was edited quite quickly. I think I caught all the mistakes, but I’m sorry if there’s any accidentally left in.

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The photo shoot the next day went amazingly well. After being out of work for almost ten months, it took me a little while to get back into the swing of it, but I hit my stride quickly once I'd settled in. It helped that I was working with people who made my job almost effortless. Sebastian and Anthony had such good chemistry and were so good at what they do that we got through the day with no hiccups and I had more than enough photos to give Marvel what they'd asked for ten times over.

When I got back to the hotel room, I was in a great mood and it was made even better by the surprise for Chris that I had with me.

"Chris?" I called out as I walked into our large suite. "I'm back!"

He lifted an arm to wave from where he was sitting on the couch, his attention still fixed on the football game that was on the TV.

"How was the shoot?" He asked. "How are Mackie and Seb?"

I smiled, knowing he was about to be very excited as I answered him.

"Why don't you ask them yourself?"

That question got his attention and his head shot around to see what I was talking about. As his eyes landed on the two men standing behind me, a grin burst onto his face.

"No way!" He laughed as he leapt up to join us. "Hey, guys!"

All of us - Chris included - had been tested several times over the last few days to make sure that we were all virus free. There was obviously a small chance that one of us could have picked it up some time after one of the many negative results, but I was fairly confident that was pretty unlikely as we'd all been as careful as possible so I'd invited them over for a few drinks. Our hotel room was big enough for us to all keep our distance anyway and I knew that Chris would appreciate the chance to catch up with his friends.

They both greeted Chris before Anthony looked around the room.

"This place is nice!" He observed. "Marvel must love you, you could fit my room in here at least three times!"

"It's not Marvel who loves me," I smirked. "It's Chris - he upgraded our room."

There was a goofy grin on Chris' face as our two guests 'aww'd' in tandem.

"That was too cheesy," Anthony teased. "But man, don't you love me too? Where's my upgrade?"

"I'll get you next time," Chris laughed. "But to be honest, I thought you'd be staying with Sebastian now that you two are a power couple."

Sebastian snorted out a laugh, but Anthony nodded his head.

"I know, man! That's what I said, but Sebastian still won't tell me where he lives!"

"Because you're so obsessed with my couch that I'm worried you'll steal it!"

"Shouldn't buy yourself a five thousand dollar couch if you don't want people to talk about it," Anthony joked, making Sebastian roll his eyes.

"It didn't cost anywhere near that much money. You've never even seen it, I don't know where you got all these ideas from."

"When are you two getting married?" I interrupted with a smirk on my face as they both turned to look at me, their confusion clear. "Sorry, you've just been bickering like an old married couple all day. I was wondering when you were going to make it official."

"That's what we should be asking you two!" Anthony turned it around. "When did this happen anyway?"

"April," Chris answered, sliding his arm around my waist to pull me close. "After a month trapped in a house with me with no other options, she was finally desperate enough to give me a chance."

"That is not what happened," I laughed. "It was more just the fact that being trapped in a house together made us finally have some tough conversations that we'd never had the guts to have before."

"Well, I'm happy for you," Anthony grinned. "And some people owe me some money because I knew you'd get together eventually."

"Wait, you were betting on us?" Chris asked. "With who?"

"Not me," Sebastian was quick to interject, but Anthony just shrugged.

"There was a bunch of us in on it," he admitted. "Downey, Pratt, Renner, Hemsworth, Paul Rudd, Lizzie Olsen, and I think even the Russos. Someone was keeping track of it, I'll have to make some phone calls."

"I don't even want to hear about this," I laughed, shaking my head. I wasn't at all surprised, they were a tight crew and there was plenty of downtime on set for them to get up to all kinds of antics, but I had no desire to hear who was betting on our situation. "So, shall we have some drinks? What does everyone want? I figured we could just order from room service."

After a brief discussion on the matter, we ordered several beers for the men and a bottle of wine for me. It arrived with impressive speed - no doubt a perk of being with a group of celebrities in a penthouse suite - and we all settled around the living room, trying our best to keep some distance between us.

We chatted and caught up, discussing what we'd done to keep ourselves busy through lockdown and when things might start to be more normal - the usual pandemic conversations. The boys were just delving into some sports discussions that were totally lost on me when I received a message from Lisa saying that Grayson was having a bit of a moment and asked if I was able to call. It broke my heart to think of him missing us so I excused myself and did as she asked.

He was crying when she passed him the phone and I felt awful, immediately filled with guilt that we’d selfishly decided to stay in New York for the whole weekend. We would have arrived home quite late if we left right after the shoot, but as I couldn't remember the last time that he’d stayed overnight with someone other than Chris or I, it suddenly seemed cruel to have left him for so long.

He was in bed already, but unable to fall asleep so I chatted with him for a bit before singing him the lullaby that I'd been singing to him since he was born. It worked like a charm and once he was out, Lisa took the phone back.

"Is he doing okay?" I asked, fighting back tears of my own. "Has he been like this all day?"

"No, no, of course not!" She assured me. "He's been totally fine, we've had a great time. He just got a bit weepy as I was tucking him in."

"I'm glad he's been having fun," I sniffled. "I hate to think of him being upset."

"He's just fine, sweetheart," she insisted. "This will be good for all of you. It's good for him to get used to being away from you two and it must be nice for you two to have a break."

"It is," I admitted. "It just feels selfish when he's upset like that."

"Well, sometimes even us moms need to be a little selfish," Lisa laughed. "And selfishly on my part, it's been wonderful having him here."

I smiled, knowing she had been quite excited about their little sleepover.

"We really appreciate you taking him."

"It's absolutely my pleasure. Now, I'll let you get back to whatever you were doing and I will see you tomorrow."

"Thanks, Lisa. I'll message you when we're heading out so you know when to expect us."

She assured me that they'd be home whenever we arrived and we said our goodbyes before I headed back out to the living room.

"Everything okay?" Chris asked as soon as I sat down.

"Yeah, for the most part," I sighed. "Grayson just got a bit upset at bedtime, I guess. He was crying and wanted to talk to me, but he's fine now."

Sensing I was feeling a bit emotional about it, Chris reached out and squeezed my hand as Anthony spoke.

"I was hoping you'd bring the little man with you. How's he doing?"

I smiled as a grin burst onto Chris' face. He went into a long, somewhat boastful explanation of just how good Grayson was doing, informing them of his extensive dinosaur knowledge and his impressive skills on his bike. It was heartwarming to hear the pride in his voice as he spoke and it was even nicer to see Sebastian and Anthony's genuine interest in hearing about him.

"They grow so damn fast, don't they?" Anthony commented. "One day they can hardly move and then suddenly they're practically BMX champions."

"Oh, no," I shook my head. "It took a good five months for me to allow him to take his training wheels off. He won't be BMX-ing any time soon."

"Well, I hear things are always scarier with the first one," Sebastian pointed out. "Maybe your next one can be the extreme sports star."

"Yeah, that's a good point," Anthony agreed. "When are you having another?"

I tossed back my last sip of wine before letting out a laugh at that question and side-eyeing Chris as I poured myself another glass.

"Did Chris pay you to ask me that?"

"No!" Anthony laughed. "But it's been, what? Four years? Seems like it's about time for another."

Chris snickered as he took a swig from the bottle of beer he was drinking, clearly feeling validated by Anthony's comments, but I just shook my head.

"We've been together for less than a year," I reminded them. "That's hardly long enough to start thinking about another baby."

"Sure, it is," Anthony shrugged. "Maybe not if the relationship is brand new, but you already have one kid, what's the harm in throwing another in the mix?"

"And we already know that we can work together as parents through complicated situations."

I shot Chris a look after his interjection because I really didn't think his friends needed to be involved in a discussion like this, but Sebastian chimed in as the voice of reason.

"It's more complicated than that though, isn't it?" He asked. "Babies are stressful and can ruin a relationship if you're not ready for it."

"Exactly! Thank you, Seb."

"What does he know?" Anthony teased. "He's never had a baby."

I rolled my eyes as I sipped my drink, trying to ignore Chris' smug face.

"If you're such a big fan of the idea, Anthony, why don't you have more kids?"

"More? I already have four!" He laughed. "That's more than enough. Hell, after being in lockdown with them, you could have one of mine if you're not ready to have another of your own."

"I think we're good with one right now," I insisted with a smile. "At least until we see where this whole pandemic thing ends."

"Alright, alright, that's fair," Anthony relented. "But just remember when the time comes, Anthony is a solid name. Or even Antonia for a girl."

"Actually," I smirked. "I do quite like the name Sebastian."

Sebastian barked out a laugh over Anthony's protests as Chris came up with a compromise.

"Sebastian Anthony Evans?" He suggested.

"Can you imagine?" I giggled. "Your fans would lose their minds. You'd have to raise him together, you could make a reality show out of it."

"That's a money making opportunity right there," Anthony grinned. "You just let me know when you need me to show up."

"As entertaining as that sounds, it won't be any time soon," I insisted before changing the subject. "What about you, Sebastian? How's your love life going? Any babies on the horizon?"

His cheeks instantly tinged pink at the attention being flipped onto him as he answered the question and Anthony’s teasing shifted to him.

About an hour later, after our guests left, I found myself stretched out on the couch with my head in Chris' lap as he ran his fingers through my hair. It felt so good that I was resisting the urge to purr like a happy cat when Chris distracted me with a question.

"How was the shoot?" He asked. "I just realized that I never got an answer."

"It was great," I smiled up at him. "It felt weird at first after being away for so long, but Sebastian and Anthony are such goofs. It helped me relax and get back into it."

I felt his body shake as he chuckled, no doubt knowing his friends well enough to imagine the antics they got up to.

"I'm glad it went well. Maybe now there's more projects starting up, you'll start getting more job offers again and you won't have to go so long without doing it."

"Oh, I've had plenty of job offers," I admitted. "But most of them I'd have to travel for or they just seem too risky."

Chris was clearly surprised by that confession as I hadn't mentioned any of the proposals I'd received to him, but it didn't seem important when I'd never even considered taking any of the jobs.

"Why didn't you tell me about it?" He asked. "We could have worked something out and made it happen."

"Because I didn't want to accept any of the offers," I assured him. "I don't feel super comfortable flying around the country right now and most of them had pretty half-assed safety protocols in place. This was the first one that was close by and had a clear and thorough safety plan. Marvel wanted me for Wandavision too, but I would’ve had to go to L.A. and I didn't feel great about that."

Chris frowned, his fingers pausing momentarily in my hair as he mulled over my answer.

"I get it, that's solid reasoning," he nodded. "But I'm sorry you've had to make decisions like that. I know you love what you do."

"So do you," I shrugged. "So do a lot of people who are currently out of work. I've got it pretty good, I try to focus on that."

"Sure, but that doesn't mean you aren't allowed to miss things too," Chris insisted before letting out a sigh. "Do you ever worry that things won't ever get back to normal?"

As I looked up at him and saw the melancholy look on his face, I felt a wave of vulnerability wash over me.

"Not really," I admitted. "I worry more about what will happen when they do..."

"Oh?" Chris raised an eyebrow. "How come?"

"Well, don't get me wrong, I don't want anyone to get sick anymore and I don't want any more people to die. I want to see my family again and meet my nephew and I want Grayson to be able to go to school and make friends," I prefaced my statement. "But for us, it's been really nice. We've been able to figure each other out and build our relationship without anything else interfering and I just worry that when things go back to normal, it won't work."

The hurt that flashed across Chris' face made my chest tighten. I hadn't meant to upset him, but it was foolish of me to think that my doubts wouldn't be hard to hear.

"You don't think we'll stay together when the lockdowns are all done?"

"No, that's not what I meant!"

"Well, that's what you said..."

"I said it was something I worry about," I clarified. "And I do. It'll be a lot harder when we're both working again."

"It's one thing to think it'll be harder," Chris scowled. "It's another to think we can't make it work. Are you planning on running at the first sign of trouble?"

Feeling the panic bubbling inside me, I pulled my head out of Chris' lap and sat up so I was facing him. I did want to run away in that moment - his harsh tone hurting my feelings and making my defences bubble to the surface - but I reminded myself of how avoiding our problems had worked for us in the past and tried to stay calm and explain myself.

"I'm not going to run away, Chris," I assured him. "And I don't really appreciate the way you're speaking to me right now. You asked a question and I explained my feelings, but instead of wanting to talk through that, you're immediately getting upset. I'm allowed to have concerns and all you're doing right now is making them worse."

Despite my frustrations, I kept my voice calm as I spoke and it seemed to have the desired effect as the tension in Chris' body eased slightly.

"Sorry, you're right," he sighed. "I just thought we've been doing so well, I'm surprised that you still have doubts."

"We're just living in such a bubble right now," I pointed out. "When everything goes back to normal and we're both back at work more, we'll be so busy. Balancing that with making sure Grayson gets enough of our attention, it might not leave much time for us and that would strain any relationship."

"It'll be more of a challenge than it is now," Chris agreed, his words spoken cautiously as if they were carefully chosen. "But most parents struggle with balancing their relationship with time spent with their kids. We'll just have to make the effort."

"But we have more to cope with than most parents."

He looked skeptical of that claim.

"How so?"

"Well, you'll be away a lot once you start filming things again," I reminded him, knowing that his next project had plans to film in L.A. and Europe. "And you'll be surrounded by beautiful, smart, talented women who I pale in comparison to."

"That’s not true, but regardless, I won't even look at them twice." His voice was firm and for a moment I worried that he was annoyed again, but as he took my hand in his and lifted his eyes to meet mine, he just seemed sincere. "I love you, Whitney. I only want to be with you."

"I know, I do, I know that. I love you too and I trust you, but I guess it just still feels like you being in love with me is too good to be true."

"I don't think that you do know," Chris insisted. "I'm completely committed to you. I know it's only been a few months, but it's been some of the best months of my life. What we've been doing - you, me and Grayson just hangin’ out and being a family - it's what I've been dreaming of since he was born, it's what I've always wanted. I can't imagine a future without you in it, I don't even want to think about it. I love you and I love the life we're building together."

I felt my eyes grow glassy as he spoke, my heart melting at his words.

"Wow," I murmured quietly. It was a lame response to such heartfelt words, but I was trying to process everything he’d said and, after a moment of staring into his beautiful eyes, I choked out a laugh. "That almost sounded like a proposal."

Chris chuckled and nodded his head.

"I know. Even I wondered where I was going with that for a minute there," he admitted. "It wasn't, but it's all true. I'm in this for as long as you'll have me."

He lifted my hand up to place a kiss on my knuckles and I suddenly felt ridiculous for having any doubts.

"I feel the same," I assured him. "I really do. I don't want you to think that I'm not as invested in this as you are. I just like how things are now and thinking about it changing scares me."

"It'll be different, but we can make it work."

I smiled and crawled into his laps, letting my knees rest on either side of his thighs.

"I guess I've just been spoiled these last few months," I mused, pressing a soft kiss on his lips. "I don't want to share you with the world, I want you all to myself."

Chris chuckled as our foreheads rested against each other.

"You really are clingy," he teased. "I always thought I'd be the needy one in this relationship."

"Shut up," I giggled, pressing our lips briefly together again. "And for the record, all those sweet, wonderful things you just said aren't getting you any closer to convincing me we should have another baby yet."

Chris' head fell backwards as a laugh burst from his chest.

"Alright, alright, well, it was worth a shot," he smirked. "But seriously, that's how confident I am in us. It wouldn’t even scare me if we did because I know we can handle it."

I smiled even though I probably didn't share quite that much confidence in our future. I wouldn't bet against us, but I wasn't ready to bring a baby into a situation that might not be such smooth sailing in a few months.

"We have to think about Grayson too though," I pointed out. "He's had a lot to deal with the last few months, a lot of big changes. Throwing a sibling at him on top of everything else might be a little bit cruel."

"That's true," Chris relented, looking a bit defeated for a moment until a smile slid onto his face. "He'll be such a good big brother though. He'll be so excited to teach him everything he knows."

"Him?" I questioned, raising an eyebrow. "We're going to have another boy, are we?"

"Him or her," Chris shrugged. "I'd be happy either way."

I couldn't help, but smile at his enthusiasm. It was a nice thought even if it was clearly a more distant fantasy for me than it was for Chris.

"One day," I assured him. "I love you, Chris."

"I love you too."

With a strength that never ceased to amaze me, he then stood from the couch, lifting me up with him. I wrapped my legs around his waist, giggling at the impressive feat as he carried me to our bedroom where we spent the rest of the night showing some physical appreciation and love for each other.

December

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karls-writing-space · 3 years

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Eyo!! Can I be ⭐ Anon? Also, I'd like a request where Sarvente, C!Sapnap and Updike(if you can) comforting a reader who vurnt their hand by a candle on accident? I just got burnt by candle wax and it still hurts 😥😥 [⭐]

Absolutely - three comfort things coming up! I hope these are good!

Heya, mate!!

Ofc you can be ⭐ Anon. That's chill with me!

And owch, that sounds painful. I hope your hand feels better soon!

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Sarvente, C!Sapnap, and Updike Comforting A Reader That Burnt Their Hand Via A Candle

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Sarvente

Mom mode has been activated.

Sarv will drop anything she's doing when she's doing to come and help you.

This angel of a demon would ask to look at your hand. If you allow her to, she will be glad that you are co-operating with her, and will take a look at the burn.

If you refuse to let her look at your hand, she will persist that she needs to take a look. You're injured, and she's worried about your well-being. She will not stop until you show her your hand.

She would then rush you to the kitchen sink to run your hand under some cool water. As she leads you to the sink, Sarv asks you questions about the injury you sustained.

"How did you burn your hand love? Were you playing with the candle? Did any wax drip on you? Were you trying to put it out? Wait - why would someone put out a candle with their hand?"

As you tell her, she clearly gets more worried about you. Sarv would glance at your burnt hand every few seconds to see if it was blistering or if you needed to be taken to the hospital.

As she turns on the sink, she would gently place your hand under the running water. If you were to hiss in pain, she would try to comfort you with her words.

"I know it hurts, darling. We just have to keep it under the water for a little bit."

In a way to try and comfort you, Sarv would pull you into a sideways hug, pressing a gentle kiss to your cheek. She would ask if you needed anything as your hand remained under the water.

If you wanted to listen to some music, she would pull out her phone and (try to) navigate her way through some online music apps to play some music you like.

If you were hungry or thirsty, she would supply you with the food or beverage that you wanted.

If you wanted to talk about something, she will start a conversation about something you like. A book or show series? She'll ask questions about it. Randoms topics? She'll be happy to supply.

Once your hand was finished running under the water, Sarv will almost run to the medicine cabinet that was located a few rooms over to grab some antibacterial ointment, telling you to wait there at the sink.

Sarvente would then grab the first aid kit kept in the kitchen, grabbing some gauze and an adhesive bandage wrap. This wasn't her first time dealing with something like this. Ruv actually had gotten minor burns before, and who treated him? Sarvente, that's who.

As she continues to treat your wound, she looks at you gently. She knows that getting burnt isn't fun

"Is there anything that I can do to lighten your mood, love?"

If you want to cuddle, she will be down for that! Sarv will lead you to either your room, her room, or the common room, and carefully wrap her arms around you. She'll want to be the bigger spoon, but if you want to be the big spoon, she won't argue.

She will be cautious of your hand. She doesn't want to put you in more pain and wants to make sure you are comfortable.

Sarvente is a loving girlfriend, and she cares about you. A lot.

C!Sapnap

"Ohhh, shit-"

That was his first reaction when he saw your hand.

He's worried about you. Then again - who wouldn't? You burned your hand.

Sapnap would lead you to the tap to run your hand under some cool water for a little bit. To try and be somewhat comforting, he would gently rub your shoulders or back in a soothing manner. If he was to hear you hiss in pain, his breath would hitch momentarily. He hates hearing that you're in pain.

"I know, I know. It's almost over, hon."

He would then stop rubbing your back/shoulders and plant a kiss on your forehead before claiming that he was going to get something to try and lessen the pain and walking out of the room for a moment.

Sappinappi then returned to the kitchen with a cold compress and some ointment, gauze, and an adhesive bandage to help fix up your hand. The noirette would turn off the tap and gently move your hand to put it on the counter.

"Alright. This is gonna sting."

He would gently place the cold compress on your hand, moving his free hand under yours as to kind of hold it in place so it wouldn't flinch away.

After he places the compress on your hand, Sap begins to think of a way to try and comfort you or to get your mind off of the pain temporarily.

"Sooo... Did you hear about the fire at the circus? It was pretty ... intents."

A small grin spread across Sapnap's face as he told the punchline, earning a light punch to the arm, followed by a slight deadpan look.

"Really?"

"C'mon, that was a good one."

You lightheartedly rolled your eyes at your boyfriend's joke. The joke little ironic, as you were currently dealing with a fire-related injury at the moment. Sapnap chuckled lightly, deciding to joke around a bit with you.

From decent jokes to the downright dumb ones, Sapnap was feeding you jokes in hope that it would distract you from the pain.

"A man walks into the doctor's office. 'Doc', he says, 'I think I'm addicted to Twitter.' 'Sorry', the doctor replies, "I don't follow you."

"Uh... what do you call a rich elf? Welfy."

"What did the green grape say to the purple grape? 'Breathe, you idiot, breathe!'"

He does earn a few laughs from you, and it's enough to make him smile. He likes that this method seems to be working and that you're laughing. He really loves your laugh.

Once he removes that cold compress from your hand, he moves your hand onto the flat surface that is the countertop, having had moved his hand from under yours.

He applies the ointment and gauze onto your hand, then wraps it up in the bandage. All while pressing kisses onto your cheeks every now and again. When he finishes, he gently holds your bandaged hand in his hand, his eyes shifting back up at your face.

"So, you wanna mess around with Karl and Big Q? Do you wanna cuddle or...? Because I don't mind what we do."

You thought about it for a moment or so before coming up with a decision. "Cuddles." You reply.

The bandana-wearing man nodded, his arms picking you up from the ground, holding you bridal-style. Holding you close. All while being wary of your hand. He was being a bit of a playful dummy. But hey, you loved him. He loved you. It all worked out.

With a hum, Sapnap carried you into the living room. "Let the cuddles commence!"

Updike

"How... Did you burn your hand from a candle?"

The cloud guy may look calm, he's worried about the state your hand is in your hand. He's already leading you into the kitchen. He isn't trying to run, but he really isn't walking either.

On the way to the kitchen, Updike grabs an aloe vera plant that he had growing in his hallway. It's to soothe the burn.

As the two of you enter the kitchen and place your hand under running water, he places a hand on your shoulder and looks at you.

"Is there anything right now? I'll grab anything you need. Food, water, a book, a chair - anything."

"Can I have a hug?"

Updike blinks a few times, surprised by the sudden request. He nods, as he gently pulls you into his embrace. He's mindful of your hand and is careful not to move it all that much while it's under the tap.

Your free arm wraps around his shoulders, a soft smile forming on your face. You then move your hand to pat his (rather fluffy) head.

A rosy hue colors Updike's cheeks as he lightly melts into your touch.

"You're soft... And fluffy."

"Oh? Am I now?" He would respond with a soft chuckle.

"Mhm. Soft and fluffy like a ..." You tried to compare his fluffiness to another thing, but ended up saying "A cloud."

Updike cocks a brow, his smile growing a tad more. "Why am I not surprised?"

You snicker, which just makes Updike smile. He's glad that you're laughing a bit.

The two of you remain in each other's arms, both of you basking in the presence of the other. When the time comes for you to remove your hand from the water, Updike releases you from his arms, turns of the tap, and gently places your hand under his on the countertop.

The male takes a piece of the aloe vera plant off of the plant itself and opens the piece to expose the gel inside of it. He then rubs it on your hand, humming a soft, tuneless tune.

I think he would keep a first aid kit in a closet in his living room. It's used when he has to tend to some minor injuries from his occupation. Right now, you need it.

Updike leads you into the living room and sits you down on the couch, patting your head gently before going to grab his kit.

He's very gentle when he applies the ointment and gauze to your hand.

When wrapping your hand up, he asks if it is tight enough, too loose, or too tight on your hand.

Once Updike finishes maintenance on your hand, he puts everything away back where it was. He then returns over to you, asking what you'd want to do now.

"Can you read to me? Please?"

Updike doesn't deny your request and nods, asking if you have a preferred book or genre you wish to have read to you. If you do, he'll grab it for you. If you don't, he'll grab a book that he thinks you'd like.

He would let you rest your head on his shoulder as he reads. He would run his hands through your hair every once in a while as well.

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holylulusworld · 3 years

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Little chaos

Summary: Having you around means chaos.

Pairing: Mobster!Dean x Fem!Reader

Characters: unnamed OFC’s, Benny Lafitte

Warnings: angst, language, sassy reader, attempted kidnapping, bratty reader, pregnant reader, fluff, mentions of smut, implied smut

Divider by @firefly-graphics

“Sours worms, my favorite chocolate bars, chocolate chip cookies, and my sweet Dean’s favorite Whiskey,” Benny chuckles at your words. No one would ever dare to call Dean Winchester, head of the Winchester empire sweet.

“Do you need anything else, chèr?” Benny looks around the crowded store. He didn’t like you wanted to drive to town to get more sweets. “Dean wouldn’t want you out here. Not while he tries to get Trenton’s piece of Lebanon.”

“Deano knows I like my sweets,” you coo. Benny knows you are a smart girl, clever even, but sometimes you sound like a clueless child. “We will be back before he can miss me.”

“Dean won’t like it,” you grin now. “Y/N, I mean it. We should hurry and head back before anyone can recognize Dean Winchester’s girl at a store.”

“Are you worried Dean will get mad or that a big bad guy will steal me?” chuckling Benny looks down at you. He likes your feisty personality, even your bad jokes but your behavior doesn’t make his job easier. “Don’t worry. If Dean gets mad, I’ll suck his dick and he’s nice again.”

“Jesus, girl,” looking around the store Benny tries to hide he’s embarrassed, “you can’t say things like that.”

“Why?” you innocently look up at Benny, not giving away you like to rile him up a little. “Don’t you like sex too? I bet you and your girl do dirty things too. You already know Dean likes to fuck me,” pointing at your five-months baby bump you grin at your bodyguard. “Now back to business. I need licorice for Sam.”

“We will get it and leave. No more shopping for today,” Benny insists. “Let me just get the rest of your list.”

“You’ve got to be kidding me, dude,” crossing your arms over your chest you angrily glare at the man aiming a gun at the clerk’s head. All you wanted was to get some ice cream before driving back to Dean’s mansion. “I want ice cream, not a gun in my face, idjit.”

“You know my friend is aiming a gun to the back of your head – right?” the guy threatening the poor clerk spats. “Be good and follow us.”

“Listen, I got no clue what’s going on in the empty room you call your head, but I will for sure not follow you and your dumb buddy. Do you know who I am?” the man looks at his friend, confused as you don’t seem to be afraid at all. “I’m waiting, dude.”

“You are Dean Winchesters girl, pregnant with his child. That’s the reason we are going to take you with us,” the guy responds.

“Nah, I don’t think so,” you turn your attention toward the clerk who, by all means, is in no condition to follow your order. “I want vanilla ice cream, chocolate chip, and chocolate for my sweet bear.”

“Lady, we are about to kidnap you,” the guy behind your back grunts but you ignore him just like you did with his partner before. “Hands behind your back and be good.”

“I only put my hands behind my back for my Dean,” you smirk. “He licks my pussy in return, and we share some pie later. Now stop getting on my nerves.”

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” the guy aiming his gun toward the clerk’s head turns his attention toward you. He aims his gun at your belly, narrowing his eyes as he unlocks his gun. “Do as ‘C’ says.”

“Gosh, can you just not?” you groan, hating that guy ruined your shopping trip. “I tried to get ice cream, not headaches.”

“You recognized I am aiming a gun toward your unborn child – right?” you shrug, finally turning your attention toward the man threatening the life of your unborn child.

“I did, sweet cheeks. I hope you recognized there are cameras at the shop and that Dean will know who hurt or even killed his girl and his unborn son,” the man’s face falls when you move closer to grasp for the hand aiming the gun at your belly. “You can aim the gun at your head and blow it off right fucking now ‘cause my Dean will come after you and do bad things to you.”

“Dude, he never said something about bad things being done to me!” the other guy, or if you want to call him like that, ‘C’ exclaims. “I’m out of this shit show ‘B’. I will not die for Trenton.”

The man is gone before his partner can blink. “One gone, one left,” you muse. It’s not as if you want to die or would put your child in danger but people like ‘B’ and ‘C’ would eat you alive when you show weakness. You learned to never show emotions or fear while facing enemies the hard way.

“Do you really want to kill or harm Dean Winchesters girl?” you ask, never breaking eye-contact with ‘B’. “You can still get out of town before he goes after you. Dean always knows what’s going on in his territory. This means he’ll be here in no time.”

“This was a job,” ‘B’ walks backward the moment the door to the shop swings open. You don’t need to turn around to know it’s Dean who entered the shop. “I swear, I would’ve never hurt your girl or your child, Mr. Winchester. Please.”

“I want my ice cream, now,” you ignore Dean’s men drag the guy threatening you away nor do you turn around when his partner starts to scream. You got used to Dean’s business or that people are afraid of the man you love.

“Sweetheart, didn’t I tell you to stay at home and wait for me?” Dean sighs. His arms wrap tightly around your waist to place his hands onto your belly, slowly rubbing it. “You scared me there for a minute, baby girl.”

“I wanted sweets, ice cream and I got you your favorite pie. These guys are cuddly little kittens,” you snicker when Dean groans behind you. “I know you believe I can’t protect me or our baby, but I learned to defend myself. I didn’t need violence, only my sharp tongue.”

“Said tongue got you into trouble more than once, my little ‘chaos’,” you love the pet name Dean gave you after your first encounter eight years ago. “I still remember the way you begged me to stop fucking your tight little cunt behind that restaurant.”

Now he caught your attention. “It was you begging me to let you take me home if I recall right, Mr. Winchester,” whilst you turn around to face Dean his men ‘take care’ of the men who tried to kidnap his pregnant girlfriend. “I came so hard.”

“Baby, this is not the place to discuss your misbehavior from back then with me,” using his ‘mobster boss’ tone Dean looks down at you. “Let’s go home, sweetheart.”

“Only if you admit it was you begging me,” poking your finger into Dean’s chest, just like you did back then you smirk.

“Jesus, Y/N. You ran into me at that restaurant and argued it was my fault I spilled my drink over your flimsy dress. It was you riling me up,” Dean grunts, cock swelling in his pants at the memory.

“It was your fault, Sir,” you hiss. “I tried to leave the restaurant as my date was a boring douche. You ran me over. After I clarified it was your fault, you followed me outside, dragged me behind the restaurant, and ripped my panties down my cute ass.”

“It’s a nice ass,” Dean dips his head to press a soft kiss to your sweet spot. “You moaned my name seconds later when I got my fingers into that cunt of yours. It was you begging me to fuck you like the dirty little slut you are for me.”

“I got pressed against the wall, your cock slid home and I didn’t get the chance to deny you,” the mobster groans at your lie. “I was helpless. You were strong, tall and your dick so deep inside of me I thought I ended up in heaven – cock heaven,” you giggle when Dean makes a face. “You held me against the wall and fucked me like no other guy before.”

The clerk of the ice cream shop tries anything to no listen to your conversation. The boy awkwardly shifts from one foot to the other, praying Dean won’t end his life for listening to your conversation.

“Little minx,” god, you love the dark grin on Dean’s lips, “I dare you to lie again. I can still slap your ass, Y/N.”

“You would like to do so, wouldn’t you?” you cock your head, grin mirroring Dean’s. You are shameless, even in front of strangers. One hand moves to Dean’s crotch and you just love how he growls low in his throat.

“Y/N don’t tempt me to take you here in front of that poor guy. I will show him your naughty little pussy. Fuck you deep and hard enough to make you scream my name or beg me to stop – but I won’t stop.”

“I wouldn’t say no but, we need to head home. I’m hungry,” you sigh. “Your son will eat me alive if you don’t feed the little beast inside my belly. That’s the reason I wanted to go shopping, Dean.”

“My girl was hungry?” Dean slings one arm around your shoulder. “We need to feed the wild beast I call my girl,” you giggle, loving Dean can go full angry alpha one moment and be soft only seconds later.

“I’m sorry, Dean. Benny said I shall wait in the car,” you look at Benny, who hangs his head, not meeting Dean’s gaze. He disappointed his boss, his friend, and almost got you hurt or worse. “It was not his fault. I sneaked out to get ice cream.”

“It was his job to watch over your, Y/N,” Dean searches his friend’s face, knowing Benny fears he disappointed his friend more than death. “I will let it slip this once as you are an untamable brat mixed with chaos.”

“Love you,” you wrap your arms around Dean’s neck. “Please don’t be mad at Benny. You should know I can’t be trusted,” snickering Dean pecks your lips, knowing all too well you are a chaotic dumbass sometimes. “I know that I should stop myself sometimes. I just couldn’t.”

“Let’s go home, my little chaos. I want to fulfill my promise,” whistling you grasp for Dean’s hand to rush toward the car. “I mean it. I’ll slap your ass one day.”

“I know and I can’t wait for you to do so, baby.”

“Look at my girl Benny,” Dean smirks watching you talk to his brother. “I know she can be a handful. Next time she tries to sneak out, just tell me so. I will tame my little chaos.”

“I’m sorry, chief,” Benny sighs deeply. “I thought I can handle her. She promised to stay in the car while I get the pie she wanted. I was away for like two minutes and she was gone.”

“Sammy got me the book I was talking about,” showing Dean the book you sigh as he’s busy scolding you for running off on your own. “Yes, Sir. I’ll stay at home and bore myself to death.”

“Y/N, this isn’t funny, okay. The guys, they got scared off, but next time, you could end up dead, just like our son,” Dean runs one hand over your hair, gently patting your head. “I love you and don’t want to lose you or my baby, little chaos.”

“Love you too, big grumpy mobster boss,” grinning you hide your face in Dean’s chest. “I promise to not run off on my own again. I swear on your dick if you want me to.”

“Sweetheart, what did I say about talking about anything involving certain body parts in front of other people?” you need to hold back a snort. Dean can be such a prude in front of others whilst being a kinky bastard in the bedroom.

“No talking about your dick, got it, Mr. Winchester, Sir,” this time you chortle. Dean groans as you can’t stop your mouth most of the time. “I get it, baby. You don’t want anyone to know you’ve got the largest dick I ever had.”

“Chief, I’m, you know-” Benny stammers. His cheeks are shades of pink when he walks out of the room, mumbling something about checking on the car.

Watching Dean check on the windows you sigh deeply. You didn’t recognize there is war going on out there.

“Dean, I’m sorry. I know that I acted foolish and selfish today. I promise to not pull such a stunt again. I don’t want you or one of your men to get hurt. I love you.”

“Love you too, my little chaos,” you smile when Dean lies next to you. He opens his arms to let you snuggle into his chest. His warmth makes you feel calm in no time. There is something about the dangerous man making you feel safe. “I know this is a difficult time for you. Being pregnant and stuck in the mansion must be boring, but I want to keep you safe.”

“I know,” lifting your head you gently pat Dean’s cheek. “I will not risk my life for ice cream again, baby.” Dean hums when you peck his chin. “Now cuddle me, my big bad mobster.”

Dean loves it when you show him your softer, vulnerable side. No one gets to see this side of your personality. Your façade is a well-built construct, created by pain, fear, and betrayal.

“I love you, Dean. No matter what people call you, you are my savior…”

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