#(BTW TELL ME IF YOU DON'T LIKE SEEING THIS AND I'LL TAKE IT DOWN IMMEDIATELY AAAA BUT I MEAN IT AS A JOKE YES)

[saeist]

what people don't know about sae itoshi is that despite being known as the nonchalant final boss, he's actually the most chalant person known to man when it comes to his lover

it's quite hilarious really. people who know about your relationship usually come to you and ask how the soccer super star prodigy has been treating you but you always answer the same— he's treating you well

although people don't really buy it. the way sae acts around you in public is rigid at best. yes, he's your boyfriend and yes, he loves you very much but when you two are out and about, media outlets just can't help but publish articles about how the famed midfielder is totally "an emotional unavailable partner" (sae reports every single article about this btw)

sae itoshi is a man of few words. letting his actions talk for him is one way to put it

but behind closed doors? it's another story

it might be considered a legend that the sae itoshi is actually a pretty hands on boyfriend. in fact, sometimes it becomes a little too much when he dotes on you so much

one time you texted him that you had a headache for a while now and you almost forgot who you were texting the second he replies that it's because you didn't do this and that today

[3:14 PM] mi corazón: ? [3:14 PM] mi corazón: did you drink water today? i didn't see you drink before i left for training [3:15 PM] mi corazón: have you eaten? fucking hell don't tell me you "forgot" to eat again because you were caught up at work? [3:16 PM] mi corazón: wya? i'll order you food. ask your shitty co workers what they want too so i can treat your department while i'm at it. tsk [3:17 PM] mi corazón: tsk. what will you do without me [3:17 PM] you: sae... it's just a headache.... it's hot out today [3:18 PM] mi corazón: you forgot to bring the fucking umbrella i got you from pasotti? [3:19 PM] you: ykw i don't have a headache anymore [3:20 PM] mi corazón: read 3:20 PM

another time was you had joined him into going on a hike with his friends (shidou and aiku) and you accidentally had spluttered mud all over your legs

aiku and shidou were kind enough to stop so you could clean yourself up but you simply brush it off and say that it's part of the nature experience of hiking but sae thought otherwise

he grabbed a wet wipe from his backpack (another hc: he comes prepared like a boyscout with shit like this like personal hygiene shit💀), kneels down behind you and starts wiping the mud off your legs

much to everyone's surprise

"be careful next time" sae mutters, wiping the last bit of mud on your calf before disposing the now dirty wipes away

when you don't say anything, sae looks up and raises a brow

"what?"

he then watches your eyes motion to the bystanders being aiku and shidou, who both had their jaws dropped to the floor

who knew their little soccer super star friend could be this down bad to their lover?

sae immediately gets up from the ground, brushing his trousers as he clears his throat. as if that could erase that beautiful moment shared with you from aiku and shidou's minds

"tsk. don't make a big deal out of it" sae clicks his tongue in annoyance as he leads the pack back on the trail. consciously ignoring aiku and shidou's loud giggles and teasing

sae knows damn well that they won't ever live this down but who cares. if it's you, he'd do anything in a heartbeat

a few weeks pass by and wow, was sae right. those two idiots did not in fact live it down. so much that they just had to leak it to the media that the nonchalant final boss, sae itoshi isn't the final boss to nonchalance after all

the first thing he sees on his phone was a new article posted by pop base

[EXCLUSIVE] SAE ITOSHI ISN’T EMOTIONALLY CONSTIPATED AFTER ALL? JUICY INSIDERS SCOOP!

when he takes a peek at the article (before he reports it), it was oddly specific and detailed about that one hiking trip you had a few weeks ago. he didn't have to put two and two together to figure out who these "juicy insiders" were

"god damn it" sae clenches his jaw as he continues to skim through the article

suddenly sae hears you burst out laughing from the living room

oh no.

sae trudges to your shared living room with your own cup of kombucha for the day and sees you laughing your ass out while reading the same article

"stop reading that" sae groans, settling down the cup on the coffee table. he takes a seat next to you and leans his head on top of yours

"they're right you know" you giggle, reading the article "for a guy who acts all cold and collected on the outside, you sure are the exact opposite on the inside"

sae rolls his eyes, "gee. i wonder where they got that information from. i'm going to kill both of them" he mutters, pertaining to shidou and aiku

"you're just embarrassed that you've been exposed for the secret lover boy you are"

"they don't need to know what goes on behind closed doors" he points out. true

"okay lover boy. whatever you say" you laugh, holding your hands up in surrender. there was no point with arguing with sae when it comes to shit like this

there's a moment of silence after that. you glance up to catch sae quietly looking at you. like he was all caught up in the moment within your shared humble abode

"jesus. you really are down bad" you gasp quietly, covering your mouth pretending to be shocked. sae snaps out of his little trance hearing your words and flicks your forehead

"am not!"

"are so!"

"no!"

"yes!"

"i love you" you interject, catching sae slightly off guard

you meet sae's eyes as they soften. he simply shrugs and wraps an arm around your shoulders as he pulls you close to his chest

"and i love you more— now stop reading that stupid article before i report you and that damn news media outlet"

"sae!"

[lovetei]

Obey me demon brothers reacting to mc being hit with a "special" potion by someone and them having to deal with mc being extremely horny and dominant plus having their back absolutely blown? (Btw I love your writing🫶🏼)

It's like 1 in the morning and my phone is at 8 percent, the best time to write.

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MC was affected by this mysterious potion that makes them crave for some back-breaking fuck

Warnings: No proofreading, grammar mistakes, spelling mistakes, smut, no censoring, reader is Implied to be wearing strap or having cock (a big one), fingering them, wrong use of car hood, choking, air deprivation, wrong use of ties, ovestimulation

Parts: Demon brothers, Side Characters

Links: Masterlist

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LUCIFER

Are you being serious?

You mean to tell him that the reason why you came home looking like that

Why you came home and immediately went inside his room

Is because you were affected by this strange potion?

That makes you feel like you're in heat?

It doesn't matter, he needs to check up on you and see if it's harmful or not

Or to see if he can do anything to help you, at least.

"A-AUGH!" Moans and screams that sounds too whiny to be his escaped his mouth as your fingers moved wilder. "Wait a second!" He screamed the second time before you added another finger.

He was drooling like a dog on top of his desk as his cock spurt out strings of cum, staining the dark wood of his desk. "You better keep your back like this or I'll have to force it then." You ordered after you grabbed his shoulder and made him arch his back.

"G-Give me a break atleast..!" Is the last thing he screamed after he felt something hard against his used ass.

MAMMON

He was panicking

He knew that this ingredient had an aphrodisiac like effect on humans

But he didn't know it would be this much.

Plus he meant no harm!

He simply fed you this bread during your night out to make things a little exciting!

"Stop fucking moving." You cursed out as you slammed in his ass harder making him moan even more "I-I'm trying..!" He sobbed out as you bent him over the hood of his car, one of his legs raised on it while his dick continued to leak pre.

"P-Please don't be mad! O-One more! I promise I'll do better!" He begged like a whore as he pushed himself closer to you, trying to push your length deeper.

And the last thing he remembered is how he passed out and woke up again with his legs up your shoulder as you relentlessly pound into him.

LEVIATHAN

He kind of knew that it has strong aphrodisiac in it

It was said in the warning after all

But he's a high ranking demon so of course it has no effect on him

And he forgot that you're still human despite having that enormous amount of magic

"Shhh... Breath in." You chuckled at him as he shakily inhaled, sweat coating his forehead as you pushed your fingers inside of him once again "A-Agh~ I think I really can't do it anymore..!" Panic settled in when he felt himself on the edge with just your fingers.

His breathing got more ragged and panicked as you moved your fingers "Don't say that! I know you can take it..." You tried to cover your annoyed mood by sweetening your words.

"N-No... I-I think I'll die..!" His cock leaked pre but your patience is just starting to run thin "Levi how about we shut up?" You pushed your fingers down his throat "You made me like this so take responsibility." You threatened.

SATAN

He saw this unique spell in one of his books.

It applies aphrodisiac on foods without needing an actual potion

And so he though, why not try it on you?

You have gained a pretty amount of mana since time time you first came here

You can handle this much right?

Satan held on the bookshelf for his dear life as he bit on the tie harder to surpress his moans "You might break the shelf at this rate..." You panted out as you pushed yourself deeper inside of him.

A groan escaped his throat as tears does from his eyes "No mwore!" He managed to say through the gag as he caressed his ass, red from all the spanking he received earlier.

You just held his hands and slammed all the way in, his knees completely giving up and your hands holding his up is the only thing preventing him from falling "There, there... I'll start moving now..." You sweetly said, ignoring his please.

ASMODEUS

He didn't mean to!

You just looked so hot earlier that he forgot he had this ability!

Accidentally putting aphrodisiac on your food... How horrible!

Don't worry, he'll take responsibility!

Rhythmic moan is the only thing that can be hear inside the dimly lit room of Asmodeus, oh, the slapping sound of his ass whenever it hits your waist too.

"Augh!~ I-I'm getting a little tired honey~" He moaned as he continued to bounce himself on top of you as you lazily sat on his sofa "Maybe a little help..?" He guided your hands to his waist, implying that he wants you to move him yourself.

When you didn't react, he looked back at you over his shoulders and saw how you look completely out of it, dilated pupils and red cheeks "You know... If I started moving you yourself I might break your fragile little waist." You whined out as he felt you grip him harder.

BEELZEBUB

He's really sorry!

He forgot about this aphrodisiac and how it's harmful for humans...

What do you mean he can help cure the pain?

Sure, he'll help!

You played with Beelzebub's vibrant hair as his mouth worked wonders for you "Just like that~" You moaned as you looked down at him.

"Am I helping you relive the pain..?" He pulled away for a minute, a string of saliva and cum connecting his lips from your thighs "Yes, Beel. You're doing so good~" You leaned down to give him a little kiss

"I'm pretty sure this is hurting too~" You moved your feet closer to his clothed cock, visibly hard and straining against his pants "Then... Can MC help me relive it later too..?" He asked which made you smirk.

BELPHEGOR

It started off as a harmless prank

It was supposed to be a harmless prank

He didn't know it would reach this far

And he never thought that you'll let it reach this far!

"F-Fucking hell! MC!" He managed to say between the small intervals where you raised his head and let him breath, it's sad that this is what he decided to say.

You slammed his head back down on the pillow and moved your hip back and forth, enough to push him forward and have him holding the bed frame.

And then he tapped your thigh signaling that he's about to cum, and being a nice human, you let him, but this time, you didn't raise his head to let him breath and now you can see the panic.

How he was struggling to push himself up as cum leak out of his cock continuously, you harshly pulled his hair to let him breath "A-Ah~ I-I can't breath please!" He was holding your hands as he begged, tears and sweat messing up his face.

It was a sight to behold before you push him back down.

[the-original-skipps]

|| Babe, peel my orange. || Kaiju No. 8 Reactions ||

more kaiju trio incoming! i swear they are so fun to write lol i also have an idea for a series but im worried i cant commit lol btw the white veins on the orange are called "pith" apparently hahaha

Orange Peel Theory: If your partner can perform small acts of service such as peeling an orange. Indicates your partner’s willingness to please and care for you. Theorized to be a sign of a healthy relationship.

: Ichikawa Reno. Narumi Gen. Hoshina Soshiro.

❥ Reno sees you walking over to him with an orange in your hand, he immediately knows what you are going to ask him. As you stood in front of him before you could even utter a word, Reno kindly asks you if he could take the orange. Stunned, you give him the orange only to see him masterfully peel it, even going as far to take out the pith. In only a matter of moments he hands you a cleanly peeled orange, which leaves you in awe. Your eyes turn soft as a bright smile graces your face, you peck him on the cheek as a thank you - offering to share the orange with him. Reno flushes red, trying to decline your offer but you already held an orange piece to his lips. He didn't know if he could blush any harder but now he can practically feel the heat coming from his cheeks.

"O-Oh umm, thank you... Is it o-okay if I feed you some too? It's o-okay if you don't want me to! You want me to? Umm, o-okay...!"

❥ Narumi sits on his futon, his eyes glued to the screen before him. He doesn't even notice you come in and sit beside him. Maybe he did but he's too busy with his game. The volume of the game is loud, slightly raising your voice you tell him that you felt like eating an orange but you didn't want to peel it. At first, he doesn’t hear you replying with a "huh" - so you scoot a little closer. You ask him again, he takes a while to think before responding that he's busy - eyes still fixed to the screen. You pout, disappointed at his lackluster response. So you leave his office, slamming the door with a loud bang which has Narumi grimacing. He puts down his controller with a sigh, he knows he's screwed up big time. You spent the rest of the day entirely ignoring him. Only to open the door to your office to be met with Narumi groveling on the floor with a plate of freshly peeled oranges in his hands, begging for your forgiveness.

"I fucked up, I'm sorry...I'll buy a whole crate of oranges and even peel em too, if that's what it takes for you to forgive me! N-No? P-Please, (Y/N)…! What am I supposed to do with all these oranges?!"

❥ Hoshina looks up from his paperwork to see you standing over him. You give him a shy smile as he patiently waits for you to speak. You tell him that you want to eat an orange but you don't want to peel it. Hoshina takes a moment to think then placing his pen down and standing up, gesturing you to follow him. You feel giddy at how easily your plan working as you trail behind him. He takes you to the break room. He then takes an orange from the bowl that sits on the counter, silently peeling it. You could see his nails slightly staining with juice but he pays no mind to it. The gesture brings a warm feeling to your heart. When he's done he hands you the orange but before you could reach out and take it, he takes a huge bite out of it. That feeling is quickly snuffed out.

"You should have seen the look on your face!! Hahaha, I'm just messing with ya! I'll peel you a new one. I'll even peel you three, what a steal!"

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[tojisbbygworl]

He’s Not Actually That Cool - Hobie Brown x Black!Reader

Based off of this post

Part 2 bonus bonus ii

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Imagine Hobie, the undeniably coolest person in the Spider Society, is a virgin nerd with a big dick

Tags: Hobie is a pathetic virgin loser, 18+, a lil smut, Oral (m receiving)

"How are you even cooler under your mask?"

"I was this cool the whole time."

A scoff behind the both of them. It's you shaking your head in your mask.

Hobie smirks at you. "Something funny there, love?" You don't say anything, just pretending you don't hear him and looking away innocently.

Hobie was the reason you were a part of the Spider Society. He and Miguel had captured the anomaly in your own universe with your help, of course. You knew Hobie had immediately took a liking to you what with the way he stared at you through his mask when he first laid eyes on you, frozen in place, color palette pink.

You liked him the moment he ripped his mask off when it was all said and done. He looked real good with his wicks, his sharp facial structure, wide-set nose and even larger lips. You actually believed him when he said he was briefly a runway model, emphasis on the briefly.

He invited you to join them and pulled you into the portal before Miguel could even say anything. You two have been inseparable ever since.

As you met more people, they all told you of their opinion of the man who seemed to be your best friend. Everyone says the same thing, that he's effortlessly cool and it makes him a little obnoxious. It always made you tilt your head.

You've seen the anime action figures in his room ranging anywhere from Naruto to Tokyo Ghoul.

"Oi, don't touch my things. You're the only person I trust to let in here, don't ruin it."

He's talked your ear off about the intricate lore of FNAF (he HATES MatPat btw)

You've groaned at how many times you've heard the name 'Afton' leave his mouth.

"So the place shut down again after the victim lost their entire frontal lobe"

"And that's the bite of '83, right?"

"No, that's the bite of '87. Thought I told you about '83?"

He probably did but he talked about it so damn much that you forgot. "It's cool, I'll tell you. So the bite of '83..."

This man is a fucking nerd but the BIGGEST misconception everyone has is that he's probably great at sex.

He has a reputation of "running through" everyone who wants him at the society...and yet no one has actually done anything with him. Everyone whispers about it, but no one has ever come out and admitted to having sex with him.

He's without a doubt your closest friend, so you asked him about it while you were chilling at his, watching him strum his guitar.

"So I heard you been running through the Spider Society like a tomb raider."

He cackled, "Yeah, that's what they all believe, innit?"

"It's not true?"

He shook his head. "I haven't got bottle, luv. Don't know what the bloody hell I'm doing."

"Oh really?"

He stopped strumming to look up at you, his smirk falling upon seeing your sultry and mischievous face. He grew a bit nervous, but was more excited if anything.

"What's that look about?"

"Would you like someone to teach you?"

He dropped his pick from how badly he was shaking. Hobie gulped and slowly nodded his head. You walked over to him and slowly lifted his guitar off his body, then pushing him back into the couch and sitting on top of him.

That's how this current make-out session started with you doing most of the work, taking off yours and his clothes feverously.

Hobie just sat back and let you do whatever you wanted. He especially loved watching you strip down to your underwear, blood shooting to his dick as soon as he watched your breasts bounce out of your shirt. He watched you pull your panties off of you leaving you completely naked and him only in his boxers.

He shifted in the couch to relieve some tension. You giggled at his starstruck face.

"You good?" You asked him. He nodded. "Do you need me to pull it out for you?" He nodded again.

You laughed, but was quickly shut up by his long, curved shaft slapping back onto his stomach. His underwear did him no justice, nothing could have prepared you for this.

He shyly looked away and bit his lip, not wanting to admit that he liked the way you gazed at it. It fueled his ego, but he didn't know how to tell you without stuttering.

He was actually shaking pretty bad, and it worried you. "Are you okay?"

"Y-yeah...I just..." he gulped and looked back down, his dick jumping upon looking into your eyes. Just like his, yours were a deep brown. Your eyes were furrowed in concern, and your full lips were parted. His breathing got deeper.

"You really want to have sex? With me?"

You deadpanned him, then leaned your head down to his base. Hobie gasped when you stuck your tongue out and licked all the way to his tips. Your played with it for a couple seconds, leaving him a shuddering mess. His precum leaked from it and you licked it all up reveling in the salty taste.

"O-oh..." he moaned when you grasped it gently and began to pump. He closed his eyes and tilted his head back, so glad that he didn't have to imagine it was your hand beating his dick. He humped into it a little, and he looked so sexy crunching his abs that you couldn't help but to enclose your mouth over him.

"Oh, fuck," he exclaimed. He threw his head back up and gazed upon your form. You were giving him the sloppiest top he had ever seen, (he only watched BJ and missionary porn and you were much better than those girls)

God, he couldn't wait to get you under him and hump into you like's he's thought about for so long. He's used his hand, his pillow, he even looked up how to make his own flesh light because he would never be able to hide a real one from you. It was gross but fuck, how else was he supposed to get his rocks off? If he didn't do any of those things, he would have no control around you.

"Fuck, babe. Please keep going~" Hobie was drooling - actually drooling - out the side of his mouth. He panted and clenched his hands. You had to reach out and move them to your hair.

The poor thing panicked, he had no idea what you wanted him to do. He gently pet your small afro, more concerned that he was close to cumming down your throat.

You stopped and popped him out of your mouth, laughing a little at how cute he was.

You didn't notice how stressed he looked, him sitting up a little more in the chair. "Ngh, wait, no-" he whispered.

His dick bounces with each spray of his cum with him letting out a string of moans and curses as it lands on his stomach and chest. "Ffff...uh...uck..."

"Oh, I'm so sorry," you say, watching his fucked-out face. His head bounces with each deep breath he took.

"Why...did you...stop?" he asked in between pants.

"Why did you pat my head?" you asked, standing up, begrudgingly putting your clothes back on despite the ache between your legs.

"What was I supposed to do?" Hobie stares at your ass lustfully, feeling the blood rush back into his dick from how it moved.

"You were supposed to grab my hair and choke me with your dick, baby."

He gulps not being able to take his eyes off of you. "Oh."

You turned after putting your panties back on and froze. His dick was standing straight up again, the head glistening with thick white liquid. He stared at you embarrassingly, hoping that you would just come back over and kiss it.

"You could have said something before I started putting my shit back on."

"Sorry," he said, not being able to contain his excitement when you walked back over to him. His smile went away when you instead hovered yourself over his lap. His cum was still on his stomach and his dick. "W-Wait-"

"Yeah?" You whispered sensually, grabbing him again and pulling your panties to the side to line him up with you.

"I'm still-, I still have-, Is this okay?"

"I'm on the pill."

He starts getting nervous again, but he doesn't know why.

"You scared?" She asks.

He looks at her and rests his hand on her hip. "I don't want to hurt you. Or make you uncomfortable."

You giggled again. "I promise you I'll be fine."

"But, I still got my cum on me, babe."

"I know." You leans over to his ear and lick it. He shivers. "Isn't that so nasty?"

Hobie moaned as you begin to sink yourself onto him. You moan too, Hobie splitting you like you never imagined.

"You really want to shag a virgin?" He finally asked her, his voice wavering.

She rolled her eyes and sighed in frustration. "Virginity is a social construct. Don't be ashamed. Now shut the fuck up."

Definitely making a part 2 and a lil bonus and another bonus (ii)

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[dwaekkicidal]

Hey cutie, you've done puppy Seungmin and WolfChan, but what about when the bunny reader is in heat? I mean, she's always grinding on Channie, giving him hickies everywhere, just feeling way more possessive than she normally does, she's just onto him 24/7. (Also, if you're comfortable, please could you describe the reader as chubby? Sorry, English is my fourth language lol 😅)

Also, I looove your work. You're one of my most favourite Tumblr writers.

🥲🥲🥲 that last comment got me kicking my feet n shit :')) thank u that means a lot to me <3

wc» ~600

cw» kinda? chubby fem!reader, bunny!hybrid reader, heats, p in v, breeding (everybody act surprised), pregnancy mentions: 'kits' are baby bunnies btw

❥ Chris absolutely LOVES when your heat is coming around. He loves how clingy you get and the way you rub your face on everything you can.

❥ It's just all so endearing to him. The way you stay glued to his arm when you're out and about with him, and then once you're home you just push him onto the couch and throw yourself on top of him, expecting his immediate attention and cuddles.

❥ And the way you rub your cheek all over his arms or his tummy when you're cuddling with him, it being your nonverbal way of requesting his love and affection.

❥ He gets sooo riled up when your heat first hits. He always notices the day it starts, but you never seem to connect the dots. As if the way you latch yourself onto his neck and suck pretty, dark marks into his neck as your nails dig into his arm don't give it away.

❥ Your foggy little brain doesn't really process why the sloppy makeout sessions get you so built up and horny, or why you suddenly need his hands on you at all times during these sessions. It's almost as if you're subconsciously trying to make him claim you

❥ He feels like get into his own "human heat" when yours starts. The way you need him and his seed so carnally at all hours of the day drives him insane. Even more so when he wakes up the next morning to shower and finds deep, red scratches all over his arms and his back- he's almost the one waking you up ready to go again.

❥ It's still endearing even as you grind down onto him on the couch during movie night. Your lack of panties under your shorts being obvious thanks to the slick that's getting all over his sweatpants and leaving a dark spot right above his dick

❥ He'll just sit there with a dopey smile on his face as his fingers dig into the fat of your hips, helping you use him to get off, and even encouraging you.

"Shh... Good job baby. Take what's yours, yeah?"

"Channie's got you, Bunny. Keep being good and I'll breed you nice a deep."

❥ AbsoLUTELY eggs on your desire to get bred during your heat. During downtime will show you pictures of little Bunny-hybrid kits (that vaguely look like one of you) and will just so happen to scroll past baby clothes when he's doing online shopping "for us"

❥ And when he has you below him, bent into a million positions and drooling all over your nest, he's going to talk non-stop about how good you'll look round and full of his babies- of "our kits"

❥ He's gonna pound you so good and so deep as he says all these things, even telling you that he's gonna breed your heat away; that he's gonna fuck you so well and get you so pregnant so often that you won't remember what a heat even is

❥ Loves grabbing onto your tummy and pushing down onto it when he has you in missionary- making you really feel how deep he is and how deep his cum will be soon

❥ Sometimes even just rubs your stomach and says something about how "This is where my babies are" and how he's gonna keep his kin safe no matter what

❥ Is already a huge "boobs guy" and literally jumps off the fucking walls when he latches onto your tits and says something like "I need to enjoy these while I can. When we have kids, I won't be able to see them nearly as often" Will pout sooo hard while saying that and looks at them as if the world is ending

[yumandoull]

omg omg reading the lyrics for wolf type made me CRAZYYYYY could you write what the andteam are like when jealous? (you can do all members as hcs or choose one member)

love ur work btw 💖💖💖💖

I'm just a wolf type (K, Fuma, Nicholas, Yuma, and Taki headcanons)

Warnings: not much but uhm neck kisses on yuma's, taki being DOWN BAD, not all members are included since these members are the ones I found the easiest to write as them being jealous, no word count and no proofread so expect typos/grammatical errors again hehe but some are a little longer than others, let me know if I missed some!

Message from the doll: so yes I did disappear for a few weeks I think(?) because of health reasons and followed by family emergencies 😿 but after all that, finally found the motivation to write againnn! Although I'm gonna confess something...I'm struggling with the pt2 for run, rabbit because I have no idea how to write reader x multiple members so I don't know when I'll be able to finish that 😞 for now, have some &team hcs and expect a yuma fic later tonight or tomorrow??? 👀

K

- For me, K would be a little passive-aggressive with it because he just looks like that type of person for me.

- When he first saw you talking to someone else, he would approach you immediately. He would ask what you and the person was talking about, laugh when you tell him the joke the other person said but his laugh was a little forced.

- K would wrap an arm around your shoulder while also participating in the conversation in a pretty friendly way but he is still glaring a little when you or the other person isn't paying attention.

- When the person finally gets the hint and leaves you alone, K would immediately take you away from the area to keep other people from approaching you. You would feel that his grip around your shoulder was a little tensed and his steps were firm so you would ask, "Were you jealous of them?"

- K would immediately deny it but if you kept asking, he would admit it.

"Okay yes, I was a little jealous so just stay close to me from now on."

Fuma

- Okay so for Fuma it would be a little different. When he saw you being approached by someone else, he would literally be like this (O_O) like surprised but not really because you looked good that day

- The two of you trust each other so I don't think he would be jealous that much I mean don't get me wrong, he just seems like the type of person that has so much trust on his partner (vice versa) and c'mon, he knows he's strong as hell and wouldn't hesitate to throw hands when needed.

- Which he will because as he was observing from afar, Fuma would start to notice you sending glances his way and your eyes saying 'I'm uncomfortable please help'.

- You didn't even need to glance a second time because that man's arms were already around your waist and his eyes stabbing daggers at the person bothering you. He would use the remaining of his calmness to talk to the person, knowing that you don't like making much of a scene.

- If the person is still not backing away and is even taunting him...OH IT IS ON. Fuma would immediately turn more aggressive, his hands leaving your waist to take a few threatening steps towards the person. But as much as possible, he would still not throw hands because he also doesn't want to cause a scene. He would also want to leave the place immediately after.

"If someone bothers you again like that, come find me."

Nicholas

- THIS MAN WOULD BE SO STRAIGHTFORWARD WITH IT.

- You two are at a party or something and yes, some people also approach him and he makes it clear that he's taken and they immediately back off. You, however, is more polite and isn't as straightforward. So you would try to politely decline someone but most would see it as you playing hard to get.

- In this scenario however, someone approached you because they noticed a keychain on your bag (an interest that you and the person shared) so naturally, you didn't look uncomfortable or anything because you were just talking about your interest with someone else.

- Nicholas would see this and immediately comes up to you, pushing past the people trying to pull him to dance or something. He looks intimidating even if he's not trying to be and now that he IS trying to intimidate someone, he looks like he could kill the person talking to you with just a blink or something.

- He would immediately tell the person that you are taken and asks them to go bother someone else. When the person leaves, you would sulk a bit because you were having a nice conversation with them about an interest of yours.

- Nicholas would feel a little guilty but it gets pushed away and he insists that 'they were still trying to get you away from me' or something. After that, he would learn about EVERY interest of yours so you can talk to him about it instead.

"Talk to me instead. I'm a great listener, y'know."

Yuma

- THIS BOY IS POSSESSIVE AND GETS SUPER CLINGY ABOUT IT. LIKE AN ACTUAL CAT. I'm just gonna say this but Nekoz are definitely the ones who gets easily jealous.

- I saw a clip from EJ and Yuma's live, I think EJ asked Yuma something like what if the fans spend valentines with someone else and Yuma immediately went 'no! they should spend it with us! 😾' LIKE WOAH OKAY, I like a possessive man.

- I also saw a girl ranking the members from least to most possessive based on their birth chart I think and YUMA was the one that is the most possessive based on his birth chart and I was NOT surprised at all.

- He sees someone else making you laugh? HE'S LITERALLY '😾' AND CLINGS TO YOU. Taking a seat next to you, resting his head on your shoulder, arms around your waist. KISSES ON YOUR NECK AND MAKES SURE THE OTHER PERSON SEES HIM DOING IT. (It's very obvious that I enjoy writing for Yuma)

- Once you tease him about him being jealous tho, he denies it.

"I wasn't jealous! I was just making sure you would only laugh like that because of me."

Taki

- SPEAKING OF CLINGY, Taki would also be like this. But unlike Yuma who is like a cat and glares at the person, Taki would have puppy eyes looking at YOU because you're not giving him attention.

- Taki would ALWAYS be by your side but that doesn't stop anyone from approaching you (because they think Taki was your younger brother or something) but Taki wouldn't even care if someone said that. HE JUST CARES ABOUT YOU AND YOUR ATTENTION 😞

- I don't but for meee, I just really see Taki as someone who pulls a baddie from being weird and a loser really but I also love it when my man is down bad (nonchalant < yearners) A MAN WHO YEARNS IS A MAN WHO EARNS.

"Heyy, pay attention to meee. Can we get takoyaki please?"

Another message from the doll: I don't think this is nsfw or even suggestive so it should've been on my sfw blog instead but I was halfway writing this on the app and too lazy to transfer it, also because the ask was sent here. Situations are lowkey repetitive but I hope y'all still enjoy it 😞 anyway! As always, ask box is open for requests, thoughts, feedbacks, or messages!

[ihaznoclue]

I hit send accidentally before I could send in my ask, sorry! (anon who said your work was adorable btw) but could I please request some hc's for how Ratchet, Optimus, Wheeljack and Bulkhead would go about calming down their human s/o who suffers from anxiety?? As someone with anxiety to give you an idea for possible scenarios, sometimes I just wake up not feeling right, like I'll be tense for no reason even though nothing startling/nerve wracking has happened, and this'll cause me to either fiddle with my fingers, bounce my leg if I'm sitting, or startle even to small noises. Hope you're having a good day/evening depending on your timezone!

Pairings -> Ratchet x Reader, Optimus Prime x Reader and Wheeljack x Reader

Warnings -> Anxiety

Note -> They calm you down who suffers from anxiety

Genre -> Fluff

A/N - I did only three because of my request character limit

RATCHET

Depsite him being the grumpy doctor, he still cares even those he loves and hold dear, meaning that Ratchet is deeply concerned about your well-being, especially because he sees your body and mind as something that deserves the same level of care he give to any wounded solider from his past from the war

He's not so great with the emotional pep talks while trying to help you but he does notice straight away, the way your legs bounces or how your finger twitches, even the way you get startled easily from the smallest of sounds

He'll make a quiet note of it and move closer to you without any comment

He'll slowly extend a finger for you to hold or just lightly rest his finger on your shoulder to see if that helps you, it helps ground you with just a small contact

His metal finger is slightly warm.. then he'll gently rub his finger up and down your back while saying nothing

Until he does

"You're alright.. nothing's going to sneak up on you while I'm here"

OPTIMUS PRIME

We all know that Optimus has that deep, ground voice and presence that helps calm you down with just a low hum

He doesn't rush nor pressures you into saying anything while he is just there to stay with you, its quite comforting

Optimus physically positions himself in a way that blocks out all the distractions and sudden noises that startles you, you often find yourself tucked away in a little space either between his fingers or gently and carefully seated on one of his shoulders as he shields you away from the world for just a moment

Maybe he'll try to walk you through some calm breathing or simple sensory observations like 'What do you see right now?' He'll learn something like that from you when you were helping someone

When you are always feeling like your being a irratation to the team or that you're just acting 'silly' for being anxious he would immediately shut out those words

"You're feelings are valid, they do not require justification.. Even when the world is quiet, the mind is not always still. I am here to hold the calm with you until you can feel it too"

WHEELJACK

Wheeljack may come across as being the 'Chaotic wreaker' but when it comes to you, he's always gentle, especially when your anxiety is flaring up

He doesn't always know the right words or actions to do but he knows how to be there for you when you need him the most

He'll most likely try to distract you from anything you are doing like leg bouncing and finger fiddling, he'll try to get you up and try to get you moving

"Hey, c'mon, let's go take the Jackhammer for a spin orrr we can just take a walk if you wanna?"

He'll get Ratchet to try and build you a little stim gadget that you can fidget with

If someone has the audacity to tell you to 'just relax' he is 100% ready to throw hands to that person, he doesn't care if he knows them or not, he's throwing hands!

Or maybe he'll grab Ratchets wrench's and throw it at them, no one gets to say that about you.. not on his watch

"Hey Sunshine, I don't gotta understand every part of it to know it's real but I'm here with you.. You ain't gotta go through it alone, not while I'm here to help you"

-A<3

[strwberrybils]

omg can i request one where you do the lipstick trend on tiktok with hobie?? i’m not rlly good at explaining things 😭 btw i love ur writing ❤️‍🔥

the lipstick challenge ft. hobie brown

♡ pairings & aus: hobie brown x fem!black!reader ♡ summary: you do the lipstick trend from tiktok with your boyfriend! ♡ warnings: kissin', hobie acting a fool, him being a cutie ♡ a/n: thank you for your request! and tysm!! this was so cuteeee ♡ got a request? | masterlist ♡

"I'M NOT DOING THAT."

That was one of the first things that came out of Hobie's mouth when you begged him to do this challenge with you-- you even added a 'pretty please' on top and he still refused. You grabbed his hand as he walked away, trying to yank him back to you, "Please, baby? I don't see any harm in doin' it!"

Hobie gives you vex groan, walking to the kitchen to find something to drink. You skip behind him-- you really weren't taking no for an answer. Compromise could be given, of course-- you didn't even have to post it!

You stand behind your boyfriend as he scans the refrigerator to look for something to drink. You're so quiet that he nearly forgets you're there, and when he takes out a bottle of water and turns around, he almost jumps when he sees you. His face immediately hardens, "I literally just about laid a brick on myself, love, why are you jus' followin' so close behind me like that?"

"Because," you drag, pulling at his arms, "I want you to do the TikTok with me! C'mon, Bee, I don't even have to post it. It'll be so cute. Do it for your girlfriend, please?"

With the way that you're looking up at him with those sweet brown eyes, it's hard for him to even deny the fact that he feels bad for telling you no. He throws his head back for a second before saying, "Fine, but you cannot post it no matter what."

You squeal at him, grabbing his hand firmly and dragging him back to his bedroom, though it was practically shared between the two of you because of how much you're always at his place or in his bed. You grab one of your makeup bags and your phone as Hobie takes a spot on his comforter, wondering if he made the right decision to let you do this.

"Okay, so here's how this is gonna go," you grin, plopping next to him excitedly. You take out a red lipstick, "I'm gonna put this on my lips, and then I'm gonna kiss you on your face so that it leaves stains. And then I'll put it on and mess up on purpose, and then--"

"I'm not gonna lie," Hobie says, leaning back to rest on his arms, "I'm just a tad bit lost, love, so you're gonna kiss me first?"

"Let's just do one step at a time." You suggest, opening the TikTok app on your phone and setting it up on the dresser, ready to hit record. You then grab your lipstick and use the camera as your mirror, the silky red substance glossing your lips over flawlessly. You turn to Hobie, who nods, "Gorgeous."

"Mhm, now c'mere and let me kiss you."

You leaned closer to your boyfriend and grabbed his face, pressing a fat kiss directly on to his cheek. You hear him groan, but the way his lips are stretched ear to ear makes you think that he's not really disliking it as much as he portrays.

You give him a few more kisses before smiling at him, "Ready?"

He nods, and you quickly tell Hobie what he's supposed to do before grabbing your phone and starting the video. You slide the lipstick across your bottom lip, and then down your chin a little, frowning before you feel your boyfriend's ringed thumb wipe it away. You then pan the camera towards him, and he's smiling big, looking at you with loving eyes. You geek once the video ends, "That was so cute!"

You watch it a couple times over before settling on the fact that's it's honestly the best you're gonna get. Hobie stands to his feet, walking over to the door before pausing, "'M gonna go wash this off, I'll be back. And oh, do not post that!"

Shooing him off, you watch Hobie leave before you give a devilish smirk to your phone, staring at your new incoming notification.

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[little-miss-dilf-lover]

BABE!! Tan for sure is the kinda guy to open your car door, pull your chair out for you etc, BUT imagine that you’re not used to that?? And so kinda keep doing it yourself, before Tan gets to? And he always lovingly scolds you for it?

OK SO NOW!! Imagine calling him when you’re drunk, asking him to pick you up, and suddenly he learns that you’re kind of a brat when drunk?? I FEEL LIKE HE’D LOVE THAT, like suddenly, you’re stood by the car door, waiting, chin raised and happily clearing your throat to signal to him to open it 😭 and he’s melting bc you’re finally not so darn independent and you let him care for you!!! (He also finds it hilarious) (also, you’d totally get him to take your heels off for you)

AAAAAGGGHHH OMG!!! love love it!!

this also disappeared right after I posted it??? idk what’s going on!!!

TANGERINE WITH AN INDEPENDENT READER.

omg omg this is so eldest daughter coded!!!!!!!!! (self indulgent but idc)

and you're independent and used to doing everything yourself, yup yup I see the vision. and also maybe not used to chivalry sooo..

— so like when you go do dinner/ have date nights out, you pull out your chair before he can even reach it (also the same for opening car doors, or doors in general) he just tsks at you, shaking his head "that's my job" or "what did I say?" bc he's told you so many times

— and when you're walking and you're on the outside (closest to the road) he puts a hand on the small of your back and guides you to swap places and says "what did I say?" (that's gonna be a running theme/ repetitive saying btw) 

— and when he drops you home after going somewhere he gets out the car to walk you to your door, you're like "I'll be fine. you don't need to do this" and he’s like “would you just let me be a gentleman” and he waits until you're in and he hears the door lock before he leaves

— he holds bags for you and dismisses your protests of carrying them yourself, he's all like "how many times have I gotta tell you?"

— AND so?? you're out with friends and you're drunk, you call him to pick you up. you give him your bag immediately, silently handing it to him with no reaction, not a smile or a glance, nothing. and he just squints at you bc you've never done it before

— and then when you're walking to his car, you have an arm around his back as he helps keep you stable (you're a bit sloshed btw) and bc he's so focused on getting you to the car, he forgets that he's on the inside of the pavement, but you don't. so you're like "swap. im meant to be that side" and he's kinda loving it bc it seems that all the things he's been trying to ingrain into you have finally worked 

— when you get to his car, you're waiting for him to open it for you, arms crossed, tapping your foot, and you'd slur something like "sometime today would be nice" and he's just so entertained and amused by it all!! he's like "you're right, sorry. I'll be quicker" so you reply with "that's what I thought" and he just does one of those low chuckling snickers bc he’s loving it a lot more than he thought he would

— and then when you sit in the car, your twist to pull your legs out before he can shut the door. and you lift a leg and say "my feet hurt" making him take your shoes/ heels off for you. and he's just so whipped and he crouches down to undo them and he's just holding under your heel AARGGHHHHH. "better?" is def something he says. and "'little miss precious' tonight, you are"

— AND THEN just as he's about to shut the door you say "wait" and he's like "what?" and you say "seatbelt. it's not plugged in" hinting for him to do it. so he grabs it and reaches over you to plug it in, and kisses your cheek before standing up straight. then finally he gets in the car to drive back

— he's loving that you're finally letting him help you, even if you're drunk and have no real control over yourself. he reminds you the next day about what you did, and you're embarrassed, like "no, I didn't. you're making it up. I would never do that" and bc he's sweet, he's like "yeah, you're right. just pulling your leg" and he pretends his teases were a lie BUT THEY'RE NOT. HE'S JUST SAVING YOUR FEELINGS

— ALSO JUST BC I LOVE IT SO MUCH if you say “I can do it by myself” he says “I know you can. but let me help you” 🫠

[torturedbrat]

omg omg please write smut for sub bill i begggg i need more. i have no plot ideas but like mabye smt like hes begging for u to touch him and stuff omdsa IM SO DOWN FOR SUB BILL

mabye like 2007 era orrr smttt idk what eras youll do

-lulu

༺ Tw: NSFW

★ Bill 2007.

★ Female reader.

★ Sub!Bill, Dom!reader.

| Second request, I loved writing this one. I live to think about Bill being a bottom :) I can do any era btw.

—At your mercy.

The lights of the apartment were dimly lit, the only light coming from the bedroom, where you were sitting. Bill walked in after a long day, he had been away from you for what felt years—and he never really gets used to it, he's always whining about it and telling you how much he wishes you could just be with him the whole time. It's like he needed your approval for everything, so it was hard when he didn't have you there with him to guide him. He would occasionally call you for every little thing, wether that was for you to choose which clothes he had to wear or to tell you just how much he misses you.

━╋

The thing is, he'd just do whatever you tell him to do, because he was just like that. For him, you were his anchor, the only one who could ground him when it was needed. He lives for your praise, and dreads your disappointment, Bill would always remain devoted to you, no matter what.

And tonight, it wasn't any different. Once he walked into the room and saw you laying there on the bed, with his favorite black nightgown on—as if you were waiting for him, he felt as if his whole world crumbled and all that existed was you. 'I'm back.' He said, kicking off his shoes to the side, giving you one eager smile.. till you spoke up, shifting around the bed so you could look at him from there. 'You took a little too long, don't you think?' You lightly tapped the bed with your fingers, just to let him know that he could come closer to you. And he didn't even hesitate to sit down next to you, his fingers fidgeting with the silky sheets for a moment, already anticipating what would happen next.

━╋

'Yeah, uh.. no, I came as soon as I could, the rehearsal was longer than we expected.' He tried to excuse himself, fluttering his eyelashes for a moment while his gaze averted down to your legs, taking in the shape of you wearing that one piece.. And then you spoke up, taking his chin between your fingers so he could look into your eyes. 'Oh yeah? I guess you didn't miss me that much then.' You talked, you couldn't help the little smile creeping over your face as soon as you saw his reaction; Bill shook his head frantically, moving himself way closer and placing his head on top of your knees, nuzzling the side of his face against them, letting you know just how much he had really missed you. 'But I did.. It was hell without you. I swear I'll leave faster next time.' He assured you, his lips pressing gentle kisses on the inside of your knee, spreading them upwards as you looked down at him, moving a hand down to the top of his head, gently stroking a few of his hairs, messing them up.

'Come here.' And as soon as you said those words, he sat back up close to you, his arms still down to his sides, he never touched you unless you allowed him to, he knew better than that. You leaned in to kiss him on the lips, the gloss he was wearing immediately stuck on you as he opened his mouth just to give you good access to it. Your hands moved freely to place themselves onto the hem of his shirt, sneaking them under to just lightly touch up the skin on his torso, always so soft. 'Always such a good boy for me, aren't you?' You whispered agaisnt his open mouth, pressing a gentle kiss on his cheek before you heard him gasp, when you started rubbing your thumb against his already hard nipples—'Yes, yes I am. Just for you-' He mumbled in return, his breath already ragged, his desperation growing at your light touches and the way you watched at him with that smug look on your face. 'Hmm, let's see just how much, shall we?' You grinned, and he nodded his head, willing to prove himself all over again, that he was deserving of you, of your touch.

He let his hands grip on the sheets as he leaned back just a bit, holding himself up while he watched your hands slid off his shirt, throwing it away, and immediately going to sit yourself on him, giving him a better view he could ever ask for.. you weren't wearing any kind of underwear so when you sat down, straddling him completely, your pussy brushed against the visible bulge under his tight jeans. 'Oh please.. can I touch you?' He murmured under his breath, his eyebrows furrowing as he watched with a drooling mouth the way your cunt throbbed on him, aching for his touch. You thought about it for a second or two, humming at his pleading words, your hands laying on his chest as you started rocking your hips back and forth, grinding on his erection—your lips immediately parting to let out a moan. 'You wanna touch me baby, hm?' You asked, his head nodding quickly without a second thought, his hand fidgeting with his left nipple for a moment before you caught it in yours, grabbing ahold of two of his fingers to redirect them to his mouth. 'Suck, make 'em wet for me.' After your command, he opened his mouth just as quickly, his tongue out to take his own fingers in, your hand on his wrist pushing and sticking them down with a smirk—making him cough. But he didn't care in the slightest, sucking thoroughly till you let him go, and he reached his hand down to your pussy, licking his own lips to catch the drool on them before he started to dab his wet fingers on your clit, searching for approval with his eyes. 'Like this? am I doing good?' He would ask you everytime he was touching you near your sex, just to hear you say just how good he was, fueling his need to please you.

His touch sent a shiver down your spine, your back arching just enough to give him more acces, your ass rubbing agaisnt his bulge this time around, being more consistent on hearing him moan—his sounds were everything to you. 'Uh mhm, keep going..' You demanded, his fingers moving uncontrollably agaisnt your pussy, searching for your entrance with them, just rubbing along till you suddenly moved your hips up, sitting down straight on his fingers, which made both of you audibly gasp at the same time.

Bill blinked his eyes, biting on his lip at the incredible sight of his drool and some of your juices streaming down your pussy and onto his pants. 'Fuck me with those fingers, c'mon.' And there was nothing else to say, he started moving his fingers inside of you, feeling the way your walls sucked onto them completely, he wanted to feel it so bad on him.. he felt like he couldn't wait any longer, the pleasure already building inside of him just by thinking about it. Meanwhile, your face said it all, his slender fingers hit the spot perfectly as he curled them up, and you kept letting out such lewd sounds, it was making him whimper, his cock pulsing under you. 'Please.. please fuck me, I can't keep going.' He told you, shaking his head no at the simple thought of you not actually sitting on his dick instead.—He needed it so bad.

But you didn't listen, you just kept rolling your hips everytime he moved his fingers in and out of you repeteadly, closing your eyes and grabbing onto the end of your nightgown, also taking it off with a quick move, leaning down to place both hands onto his chest, just so you could whisper closely in his ear. 'Do you think you deserve it, hm? do you think you deserve me letting you cum by fucking my pussy?' Your lips moved down to kiss on his neck, just teasingly dragging your tongue up and down his sensitive skin, his legs already shaking under you.. he whimpered once again right onto your ear, knowing damn well how weak you were for his sounds. 'Please, let me.. I wanna feel you- baby, please. Take them off..' He begged in between whispers, over and over again, his eyes closing as he felt your pussy clenching against his fingers.. he couldn't take it anymore, his precum continuously wetting his boxers.

So you let out a quiet groan, your knees steading yourself up onto the bed just so his fingers would slid out of you, along a soft sound. Then, your hands worked instantly on unbottoning his jeans, his hips also bucking up to help you slid them down along his underwear, his cock immediately bouncing up towards his low abdomen, all hard for you, deliciously looking with precum once again falling off the tip. 'Oh god, how desperate you are for me..' You whispered, your hand going to gently wrap around him, sliding your fingers up and down just gently, spreading his own wetness all over. He was already looking like he was going to cum, with the way he opened his mouth and moaned as you just slightly pumped his dick with your hand. 'Are you sure you can handle me, huh.' You asked, even though you already knew what his answer would be, he was so desperate he didn't care about a single thing—'Yeah.. I promise I- I won't cum yet.' He assured you, already knowing what you meant by your words. His head nodded quickly, his hair falling to his face as he breathed heavily, waiting for your next move.

So as soon as you heard his words, you placed both hands onto his shoulders to steady yourself, and you sat down on him again, this time making his cock push deep inside of you, feeling completely filled by him. Both of you threw your heads backwards, you knew just how much he liked to feel himself inside of you, it always sent him in some kind of trance—you couldn't help but bite you lip at the sight of him trying to compose himself and not cum before you did, because he knew well that he couldn't do so if you didn't give him any sort of permission, and that could lead to you not letting him cum again in days, and even worse, weeks. So he had to hold it in for his own good.

'Feels so good.. so good.' He let out in between loud moans, your skin hitting his everytime you bounced on his dick, leaving him trailing his hands up and down your sides, adoring every inch of skin, every mole, every curve. You set yourself down onto him, instead moving your hips back and forth this time, and he had to hold tight onto you, moving his torso up to meet your upper body, pressing himself agaisnt you. 'I'm gonna cum, please slow down or I'm gonna cum-' He begged once more, looking up at you with half lidded eyes, his black eyeshadow already running down the corner of his eyes. You always managed to make him feel so good, it was like he forgot about everything else, he was useless, completely at your mercy—like everytime you fucked yourself on his dick.

'Aw, you wanna cum so bad.. should I let you?' You started to deliberate, slowly moving yourself back and forth on him, but he looked up at you with those glistening eyes, tears starting to fall from the corner of his eyes all over again, his resolve weakening as he gripped onto your hips, desperate for his release, desperate for you to let him cum. 'Yes! please let me.. I swear I'll be good, I'll be good- oh please.' He mumbled, his eyes rolling back, he couldn't keep it in no more, and as soon as you reached your orgasm first.. your walls clenching this time around his cock, you nodded in approval, digging your nails onto the skin on his chest. 'Cum for me then, c'mon.' You encouraged him, bouncing deeply on him a few times more till he shoot his cum up into you, letting out a needy whimper agaisnt the crook of her neck, where he hid his face.

━╋

He let out a few sniffles, pressing kisses onto your neck weakly, his arms going to wrap around your torso lovingly. 'Thank you, thank you..' Bill whispered, all vulnerable—as you moved up once again to slid yourself off his cock, both of your fluids mixing all together and dripping down to his stomach. 'Such a good boy.' You mumbled against the side of his head, pressing a few kisses onto it, soothing him after your little time together, your fingers running through his hair as both of you fell back down onto the bed, with him on top of you, head on your chest. And he just smiled up at you, looking at you through his lashes like you were everything—your thumb gently wiping away the mess that was his face after you were done with him.

[drowninginblox]

Light Laughter with Lighter Company

Inspired by this wonder by @notanonymous

Tags: brief mentions of politics, Kurt is very tired, and a subtle current of the Fem!reader being the comfort to his hurt. This can be read as platonic or romantic btw

"You look quite divine tonight..." He mumbles through the glass. The words hang in the air before his head follows. It's been him and only him at a table for two for god only knows how long. Jubliee pulled out all the stops for him. This would have been such a romantic sight, with the best view at this nook of a restaurant. The table he was assigned overlooks a lake that reflected the night sky perfectly. If only the person he was set up with bothered to show. Even if it was rotten company, at least he wouldn't be as embarrassed as he was now.

With an exhale, he pulls up his sleeve and checks his watch. "An hour and no show... Scheiße." He sighed before looking at his glass. In the tint of the red and looking past the moon, he saw himself amongst the flecks of overhead light. If it wasn't for the warm hues, he would have mistaken the string lights for stars. After a few moments of further contemplation of this otherwise shit scenario, he sips down the rest of his glass and looks for a waitress. "Ah, excuse me, Fräulein," He says gently enough so he doesn't immediately startle the woman. She looks back, at first in shock but that ebs into a smile. "Yes sir?" She offers. "I'm sorry to bother you but I'm ready for the check." She nods and offers him a small smile. "I'll bring that back to you soon then." He returns her smile before looking back out at the sublime view.

Kurt clocks her a few minutes later. She returns, but not alone. In one arm is a bucket and a covered plate. In the other, a checkbook. His glance and growing smile are laced with curiosity. "Now what is this?" He mutters as she gets closer. She sighs as she sets down the plate, shortly followed by a pretty-looking bottle of champagne "A thank you from the owners. And the managers, respectfully." She soon takes off her jacket and sets it on the back of the opposite chair. His smile grows as she sits "And the company is from whom?" She motions to herself "Oh this is free. I've clocked out now." He chuckles while she smoothes out her uniform. "Well then, it's nice to know this night isn't too much of a waste." He uncovers the plate to reveal a tiramisu. "Oh wow," He mumbles. She only smiles at his mild wonder. "You don't get the superhero treatment often do you?" She muses. Kurt's eyes wander back to her, taking in how she lets down and fluffs out her hair. He lets himself smile a little more. "No. No, I don't." He admits gently. She looks away from her hair to him, meeting his slightly broken gaze with a warmth he wants more than anything. "I'm sorry. " She murmurs while sitting up straighter.

He smiles warmly, but sadly back. "Kurt Wagner. Or ze Nightcrawler, if you want to be professional." She offers her hand to him, which he takes. "Y/n L/n, or... well I'm off the clock so I don't have to be professional now." Their chuckles, both tired yet genuine, intermingle amidst the cool air.

"Well then Fräulein, could you tell me why you have decided to join me tonight?" He offers as he reaches for the bottle. She fishes out a corkscrew to which he shakes his head. She shrugs and watches him ready the bottle from her. "Well, obviously I was curious." He smirks knowingly. "Most people are when they see a handsome devil like me." He mutters dryly, making her smile. "Yes, and when I heard your accent, I realized who you were." A huff breaks through the air as Kurt feels the cork loosen. "Ah, so you're a fan?" She chuckles again. "Well, yes and no. I appreciate what you and the X-Men do but calling me a fan? Eh... not me. My brother on the other hand-" A Pop startles both of them for a moment while the vapor from the bottle mingles with the atmosphere. Kurt soon recovers with a light chuckle, making her laugh along.

Once the atmosphere settles, he pours for himself. "Would the lovely lady like a drink?" She scoffs with a playful eye roll. "Thank you but no. I am my own designated driver." He nods along. "Fair enough. I respect a woman who knows herself." He settles the bottle back into the ice bucket before raising the glass. "To your health." She chuckles. "You have the more deadly career, you should be toasting to yourself." He smirks as he drinks. A few moments pass before a sigh breaks from bubbly breath "You are considerate. That's a rare trait in this day and age."

"Rarer still in this country." She muses, making Kurt wave a hand "Gott nein, nichts von alledem." He mutters. "No politics. Not now." She snickers while he reaches for his fork. "Fair enough. Enjoy that by the way, the tiramisu is a favorite amongst the staff." A smirk cracks his tired, but not exhausted, demeanor. "Oh really?" She hums. "We're petitioning for it to be a breakfast item for how often we eat it." He laughs out loud, the first of many that night.

[thegoodwitchsworld]

Mob!boss Ari levinson x reader

Part 2

Part 1 here

Ari watches as you whimper softly in your drugged sleep. It's been 2 hours since he caught the man who was taking you away after roofing your drink. Ari's men caught him in the act on the CCTV footage, and he's sure the man is lying in a puddle of his own blood somewhere.

Meanwhile however, he wishes you'd wake up so he could talk to you.

You blink slowly as your eyes adjust to the soft dim golden lights of Ari's private room.

"H-hi?" You whisper, your voice a little scratchy, though you don't know why.

"Oh you're up sweetheart, finally. How are you feeling?" Ari kneels by the couch you're lying on and places a hand on your cheek, immediately marveling at the size contrast.

Your eyebrows scrunch up. "My head hurts.... and I feel a little dizzy... what happened to me? Where am I..?"

Ari feels his heart hammering a little harder when you give him the softest doe eyes he has ever seen. He clenches his fists to control himself from kissing you right then and there on your pouty lips.

"You were roofied, angel. The guy you were talking to mixed a drug in your drink. Don't worry though, my men took care of him." He answers.

"Your...men? Who are you?" You ask again, confused. "What did you do to the guy?"

Ari strokes your cheek with his thumb. It's weird that you haven't objected to that yet.

"Nothing that you need to worry about, angel. You are safe with me. And btw, I'm Ari Levinson. This is my club."

You nod in understanding, then give him a small smile.

"Thank you so much..... I should go now though, I think..." you say as you start getting up from the couch.

As if he'd ever let you out of his sight now. But Ari doesn't say that. Instead, he helps you to your feet, his hand supporting you at the waist when you wobble in your heels.

"You okay love? Sure you can manage?" He asks you.

"Yeah, yeah. Don't worry. I am good. I just need to find my friend and then I'll leave." You smile up at him.

"Friend? What friend?"

"Oh I just came here with Natalie, my friend from college. She wanted me to be her designated driver after she got drunk," you shrug. "I don't drink anyway, so it works perfectly you see?"

Ari nods thoughtfully. "I see. And this ....friend of yours.... she brought you here and then left you alone?"

"No she was just dancing! I don't like clubs and loud places much... oh I mean-shit I forgot this is your club.... I didn't mean-" you ramble off uncertainly.

Ari grabs your hand and makes you sit on the couch next to him.

"No offense taken doll. But tell me this, why did you come to a club when you don't like places like these? Just to drive your friend home?" He asks gently.

"It's no big deal, really! Natalie looks out a lot for me, so I look out for her too! She didn't wanna go home with a random guy you know?" You smile.

Ari nods, then gets up, taking your hand in his. It's really concerning how you have zero self preservation instincts, or you'd have been way more cautious of a strange man holding your hand, right?

He takes you downstairs to the dance floor.

"Can you see your friend anywhere?" He asks, bending down to talk in your ear over the loud music.

You scan the room, then look up to him and shake your head, your lower lip pouting so adorably again.

Ari nods, then leads you to the exit door.

"It's okay doll, you're coming with me."

[transmascaraa]

Reader being sad cause they can't have an animal they love, and they need comfort cuz big sad awehh :(

(example - reader wants a cat but has cat allergy)

multiple characters headcannons!

not allowed.(not a tv girl reference btw)

characters: lyney, gaming, wanderer x gn!reader

author's note: WOAH I GOT THE MOTIVATION TO WRITE SOMETHING. anyways basically your parents don't allow you to have a pet of your choice blah blah blah yk how it is i hope🤷‍♂️ ENJOYY

๑ Lyney

-he will literally want any animal that you want just because it's you who wants it.

-and after seeing you come to him on a random sunday at 16:07 seemingly sad about something, he immediately welcomes you in his home and lets you get comfortable.

-he doesn't rush you or anything, he'll let you calm down first.

-he's gonna bring you a cup of water, or tea, or coffee, whichever you prefer.

-after you talk vent to him about what's worrying you, he's quick to think of a solution.

-"awh.. your parents really are strict... hmm.... how about.." and then it's almost like a lightbulb appeared above his head.

-"i know! i'll buy you the pet that you want, and it'll stay at my place, how does that sound? your parents don't have to know A SINGLE THING." he really wanted you to feel better.

-"but what about Lynette and Freminet-"

-"they'll get used to it eventually!"

-there's no point in arguing with him, he'll do it anyway.

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✧ Gaming

-now, if you came to him to tell him about your situation, the outcome would be pretty similar.

-he'll welcome you with open arms inside the warmth of his home.

-he will bring you something to drink, something to eat, preferably some small snack or chocolate bar, as he patiently waits for you to calm down.

-as you finally finish and feel calmer, you tell him about your situation and tell him that you're looking for a solution in some way.

-with that, he puts his hand on his chin and thinks thoroughly about the problem.

-once he comes up with an idea, he will explain it to you in great detail.

-"hmm... maybe you could keep the pet at my place? y'know, it would probably get along with man chai, so it wouldn't be lonely! and of course, whenever you wish to visit, know that it'll be well-fed and never be bored!"

-after a bit of thinking, you finally speak.

-"that's... a good idea, gaming. sure! thank you so much! you're a lifesaver!"

-he hugged you softly.

-"of course, [name], as long as you're happy!"

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♡ Wanderer

-uhhhh idk what to tell you at first

-he's gonna be confused at first as to why you're so sad over to being able to have a random animal as your pet

-more importantly confused as to why you're coming to him out of all people

-but okay.

-he will listen to all of your vents and rants intently, waiting for you to finish.

-"okay. and what am i supposed to do about it?"(he was half-joking)

-"are you gonna help me in any way? can i like- buy the pet and you keep it at your place? you'll have to take care of it but i promise i'll come over as much as i can!"

-"are you insane-"

-"PLEASEEEE-"

-"FINE."

-"oh my archons, thank you so much, wanderer!" as you hugged him tight.

-"well, it's the most i can do i suppose. by the way, what's your parents' address?-"

-"NO."

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i really like this one

i hope i'll have more motivation soon lmfao

doesn't matter hopefully y'all liked this lol

| @keeyisbored | @mariaace <3

[qianjunnn]

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I Love the Way You Love Me★

Summary/ It's your first time staying at your boyfriend's place, and seeing how handsome he looks after his gym workout fills your stomach with butterflies.

Pairing/ bf!xiaojun x fem!reader

Warnings/ suggestive, mentions of marriage and sex, use of pet names (princess, love, wife)

Word Count/ 1.8k

Author note/ I haven't been feeling well since I saw a video of Dejun in those slutty tight t-shirts (I don't know what they r called) DEJUN GOT ME HOOKED. I also remember when Taeyong wore that type of t-shirt too, I've been seeing Taeyong in my dreams since then. I miss my man, he has served enough. Btw this has been sitting in my drafts for 3 days.

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"Will you really be okay while I'm at the gym?"

Xiaojun looked at you with worried eyes while holding his sports bag. You had come over to his place without telling him because you wanted it to be a surprise, but to your surprise, he was getting ready for gym when you rang the doorbell. He had suggested staying at home for this once since you were already there, but you told him there was nothing to feel sorry for and you could wait for him until he came back from the gym.

And that was fifteen minutes ago.

"I told you a hundred times already, Dejun. You don't have to worry about me, I'll probably watch a movie while waiting for you." You tried to reassure him but Dejun was still giving you those eyes that screamed 'I don't believe you but I'll play along for now.'

Xiaojun sighed right when you were about to open your mouth to say something again.

"Okay okay, please make yourself at home. I won't stay too long at the gym tonight since there is a beautiful princess waiting for me at my place." He smiled and leaned in to peck your lips.

"Be careful while working out, Love."

"I will, Princess. Love you."

Xiaojun stepped out of the door when you said you loved him back, and then he closed the door behind him.

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It had been two hours since Xiaojun left for the gym and the movie you had opened was getting more boring with each second passed. Bella had fallen asleep on the couch next to you, the house was so... lifeless.

You reached for the commode when the boredom was getting unbearable and paused the movie. Bella stirred in her sleep when you got out of the couch. Her fluffy stomach was moving up and down with each breath she took. You entered the small kitchen with a soft smile on your face. To your surprise, the fridge was full of leftovers and all of them were takeouts.

How could someone who goes to the gym regularly eat takeouts every day? You thought to yourself while searching for a pot all around the kitchen. Cooking could help you spend some time and ease boredom, at least.

You opened the fridge again to find something to cook after finding and putting the pot on the stove. There were some vegetables and meat in the fridge so you just decided to go with them. You turned on the stove and started to cook.

The process was going smoothly and yes, it helped you to ease your boredom really great. Bella, also liked this cooking idea because she too could benefit from it.

Meanwhile, Xiaojun was about to reach home. He was not as tired as usual because he chose to not spend too much time at the gym, all he could think about was you. To hug you, to kiss you, to hold you... everything about you. Each hour at the gym felt like decades to him.

"Princess, I'm home!"

He immediately called out for you when he unlocked the front door. Bella was the first to respond to him with a happy bark and she ran to the door. Xiaojun was taking off his shoes when Bella started licking his face. He chuckled and patted the dog's head.

"Hey my other princess, where's the older princess?" He walked into the house and looked around. The delicious smell coming from the kitchen filled his nostrils. He went into the kitchen with a smile. You were zoned out while stirring the meal in the pot non-stop.

"There she is..." He approached you and wrapped his arms around your waist, everything around you started shining.

You put the spoon on the kitchen counter and placed one hand on his arms while the other on his head. He snuggled into the crook of your neck and closed his eyes.

"Hey... How was your workout?"

"Worse than hell." He placed a kiss on your neck. He continued.

"You were on my mind all day, I couldn't focus on workout."

"I told you to not worry about me, didn't I?"

He unwrapped his arms around your waist and leaned his hip against the kitchen counter, wrapped his arms on his chest.

Your eyes got lost in the way he looked. The way his grey T-shirt stuck to his body, the way his black hair was kinda messy and strands were falling onto his forehead... you fought back the urge to jump on him right then and there.

"Yes you did, but it looks like I'm not the only one who did something they weren't told to." He pointed at the pot with his chin. "I don't remember telling you to cook."

"I wasn't going to cook but your fridge was full of leftovers, so I decided to cook or we'd both starve to death."

He chuckled and got closer to you. His hands were on your sides once more. Xiaojun pulled you closer and stared into your eyes.

"This feels like we are a married couple." He gently tucked a strand of hair behind your ear.

"A husband wouldn't scold his wife for cooking." You teased.

"I would. And I just did. I don't want you to cook when we marry. I'll take you on fancy dinners every night and eat takeouts all the time." He paused and a sheepish smirk appeared on his face. He looked down to hide his smile. "Or I'd eat you out."

You got shocked and punched his arm when you felt your cheeks getting hot. He pulled away while laughing.

"You're crazy..."

"Come on, we will be married! And it's an ordinary activity for husbands and wives."

"You're still laughing!" You picked up the spoon and lifted it to throw towards him. Xiaojun quickly put his hands in the air in defeat. He stopped laughing and you turned to put the spoon back its place. But Xiaojun quickly hugged you from behind and spun you around.

"Wha- What are you doing!" Bella's barks mixed with you two's laughter.

"Spinning my wife around."

"I'm not your wife!"

"Not yet, but will be." He lowered you and turned you around. The next thing he did was pull you into a kiss. Your mood was changed, and a bright smile was on your face when he broke the kiss.

"It's getting dark outside, I better leave soon." You traced your index finger on his chest, down to his abs.

"I'm not letting you."

"What?"

"You're staying over, what do you mean what?"

You raised your head first, looked into his eyes, then avoided eye contact.

"I'm not sure, Dejun..."

"I won't bite unless you want me to." He received a light punch on his chest from you.

"It's not that..."

"Then what is it? Are you mad at me?"

"No! I just... I've never stayed over before..."

He smiled softly when he saw the slight anxiety in your eyes.

"Well, princess. Everything has a first time." Xiaojun pinched your nose before picking you up and balancing you on his shoulder.

"Why do you keep picking me up tonight?"

He was heading to his room when you spoke.

"I don't work out for nothing, sexy thing. A man is nothing if he cannot carry his wife."

"I'm not-"

"You'll be."

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He put you on his bed after giving your butt a light slap.

"I'll go take a quick shower. Be good and wait for me in bed." He winked playfully before entering the small bathroom in his room.

Bella hopped onto the bed and lay down next to you. You couldn't help but wonder how she could still sleep after already sleeping straight for two hours in the living room.

Minutes passed and Xiaojun was still showering. Suddenly, your clothes made you feel so hot. You got out of bed in one swift motion and opened Xiaojun's wardrobe. The thing was, that he had more clothes than you and it was hard to choose which one to wear. Blouses, sweaters, T-shirts and... tank tops. You found the black tank top that you always loved seeing Xiaojun wear and put it on. It looked so big on you and yet still looked great on you. It could barely hide your chest but you didn't care.

"Princess?"

You turned your head towards the way where the voice came. Xiaojun was standing in front of the bathroom door and drying his wet black hair with a towel. Water drops slid down from his chest to the towel that was wrapped around his hips. The knot looked like it was about to come undone. He stood frozen when you fully turned towards him.

"Love?"

His eyes wandered on your body in his tank top, just like how yours were wandering on his half-naked fit body.

"What are you wearing?" Xiaojun shook his head as if it would help the thoughts go away, then threw the towel he used to dry his hair on the chair. He walked closer to you and placed his hands on your sides.

"I can take it off if you don't want me to wear your clo-"

"No!- I mean, you can wear my clothes. I'm just shocked... I didn't think I'd come across a breathtaking sight after the shower."

His words made you blush uncontrollably, and then he slowly pushed you onto the bed. "Get under the covers, " he whispered into your ear, then pulled away after you did so.

His bedsheets were comfier than the ones at your house. Maybe it was because his scent permeated the sheets. Xiaojun joined you in the bed after he put on gray sweatpants. He wrapped an arm around your shoulders and laid your head on his chest.

"Are you comfy?" He asked.

The room was dimly lit and Bella was sleeping peacefully between you and Xiaojun's legs. This was the most peaceful moment you've ever had in your life.

"Yes... but your chest is still a bit wet."

"Sorry, I can put on a T-shirt if you want."

You shook your head and cuddled him tighter.

"No, I like it this way." Your words put a smirk on his face.

"Hmm. What do you like about it the most?"

You opened your eyes and lifted your head to look at his face. You clearly knew what he meant by that.

"What are you trying to get into?" You raised an eyebrow.

"I don't know... I would love to be in you but I know my pretty princess wouldn't let me." Xiaojun studied every inch of your face and gently tucked a strand of hair behind your ear while caressing your hair.

"This is my first time staying over and you really want to make out?"

"So bad."

You laid your head on his chest and closed your eyes again.

"Not happening."

"But, Babeee..." Xiaojun sulked like a baby.

"You won't get a good blowjob in the morning if you keep sulking like a baby."

Your words were the last thing that made him behave and immediately close his eyes.

"Good night!"

You chuckled slightly. "Good night, Dejun."

He opened one eye and looked at you. "Can you also, like, ride me too? Because I get pretty hard in the morn-"

"OH MY GOD DEJUN JUST SLEEP!"

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[xoxodropletsneedsmorefanfics]

Telling The Jerk Squad Boys You're Pregnant

Heavily Inspired by This Ask from the GB Patch Tumblr. I've reread all the XOXOD Asks on their blog and now I'm strongly motivated to write out some scenarios I found.

The Jerks have different relationship stages btw. Some are married (Nate, Bae, Pran), some are only dating (Everett, Shiloh, Jeremy).

Everett

You scroll through your phone absentmindedly, doing anything to keep yourself busy while you wait for Everett.

It hasn't even been a full year since the two of you decided to move in together, and honestly it was hard to believe it. There was so much of you and Everett scattered around your apartment, that it looked and felt like you've lived here for years. Most of your collective moving boxes were stuffed away into an extra room you never thought you would used...

Oh, how wrong you were.

The doorknob jingles, and Everett's voice could be heard on the other side. "Yeah, Mom. She tried to drop all her work on me. Why should I help her out? If she's not gonna offer me her check, she shouldn't ask me to do her work!" Everett’s rant becomes louder when he steps inside the apartment. He sees you on the couch and narrows his eyes, "You could've let me in." He huffs. "No way, the doors too far Shortie, I can't reach it." You say, draping your arm over your eyes. Everett rolls his eyes, his attention shift back to his phone call...more accurately, his mom.

"Mmhm, I'm just getting home," Everett states, he frowns, "What? Come on, you don't have to hang up...Alright. I'll call you after dinner.. Love you too. Bye." Everett hangs up the phone, taking off his shoes and throwing them in the general direction of the shoe rack Nate bought the two of you because he was tired of having nowhere to put his shoes when he visited. Everett stands in front of you as you lay on the couch, "Alright, move the fuck out of the way." He says, you shoot him a smug look. "Aw, why are so nice to your mom, but so mean to me?" You sighs, Everett rolls his eyes, he grabs your legs and drags them off the couch. You move to sit up, "My mom's not a bitch." He states, plopping down beside you, "I'm your bitch, though? Aren't I?" You can't help but tease.

Everett smirks with red cheeks, "Ugh, I haven't even been home for 5 minutes and you're already trying to get into my pants? Freak." He snorts, wrapping an arm around you.

Oh, yeah. You almost forgot.

"Ha, speaking of getting into your pants." "At least let me shower first-"

"That's not what I mean," You state, Everett can feel the whiplash from how serious you suddenly became "I needed to tell you something." "Ooooh, sounds serious. Yeah, not sure if you've been paying attention, but I just got home. So...no thanks." Everett sighs, immediately growing defensively. You don't falter, you've been with Everett long enough to know that this is how he gets when met with pressure of any kind. Even though he's mellowed out a lot over the years, any form of pressure will trigger him to act like how he did when you first met him. "Come on! It's not even that bad. And I've waited all day to say this!" You sigh. Everett groans, he crosses his arms, "Fine! Fuck. Just get it over with so I can enjoy the rest of my day."

"I'm pregnant." You keep your words blunt and straight to the point. Everett's blue eyes blow wide, "You're...what?" He asks, Everett's throws his head back and shoots his hands up to cover his face. "Fuck. Fuck! FUCK! HOLY FUCK! FUUUUUUUUUUCK!" He shouts, "Yeah, that's kind of how it happened, Shortie." You tell him, your little joke earns you an instant glare, "Please, for once in your life. Shut the fuck up." Everett stresses. You pat his arm sympathetically, "Calm down, Everett. It's not the end of the world." You say.

Everett shoots you a look of disbelief, "Not the end of the...Did you forget who I am?" He asks. Everett grabs your hand and shakes it with a fake grin, "Hi, I'm Everett Gray. The guy who can barely fucking take care of himself, and now he's supposed to take care of a kid. That baby is screwed!" Everett releases your hand, the stress clear on his face. Even after all the time you known him, it's rare you get to see Everett impacted in this way. Sure, you've seen him get pissed so many time, but it was rare you could actually make out genuine fear in his eyes. "Eve, Shortie, calm down. You're not going to be taking care of a baby by yourself. You'll have me, your mom, and probably Nate." You state, Everett takes a deep breath, "...Yeah. Right. We'll probably be shitty parents, but our kid will have the best grandma and uncle..." He says.

Since he's starting to calm down, you decide to let the commet about you being a shitty mom slide.

"Besides..." Everett continues "You're not going to pop that baby out tomorrow. We've got time..." "That we do, Everett. We’ve got 9 whole months to get our shit together." You say with a grin filled with confidence. Everett lets out a breathless laugh of disbelief, cracking a grin of his own. Unsurprisingly, Everett stands up and grabs his phone, “I gotta call Mom back.” He mutters, leaving the room. You roll your eyes with an affectionate smile.

Everett pops his head back into the room for only a second, “Oh, and you’re in charge of telling Nate.” He quickly says before disappearing, your eyes widen.

“WHAT?!”

Nate

Nate walks into your shared bedroom, “Hey. Since when do you let me come home without immediately being at the door to tell me—” Nate pauses, spotting a box of tissues on the bed and a nervous…yet somehow still confident grin on your face.

“…Hey, Nate. Can we talk for a moment?” You ask, Nate’s guard goes up the exact second he hears the seriousness in your voice. You’re never serious. He’s the serious one. What could possibly be going on that you’re acting like this?! Nate stares at you, his eyes are already wide from panic. He shuts them and crosses his arms protectively his chest. “God, make it quick.” He says—maybe a little harsher than he should’ve, but it’s not his fault. All he wanted to do is come home and spend time with you relax.

What if you want to break up with him?

After all this time, you’d still abandon him?

Nate won’t be able to deal with that! You’ve already become so integral to his life!

You know better than to drag things on when Nate’s clearly already beginning to panic and overthink, “Congratulations, Mr Lawson. You are an amazing swimmer.” You tell him lightheartedly, he raises an eyebrow. “What?” He asks, his tense shoulders dropping only a little bit. You shoot finger guns in his directions, “I’m pregnant~”

The world freeze around Nate, his shoulders are tense again, he feels the exact same way he did before, but worse. You watch him carefully, you were expecting a big reaction out of him—like tears or something, but you weren’t expecting him to be so silent. Nate opens his mouth, all that comes out of him is a strained breath. “Candy…hey, can you talk to me?” You ask, cautiously reaching out for him.

Nate’s breathing is short and quick, the tears you were prepared for were already beginning to swell in his eyes. “Nate, listen, it’s going to be ok. A baby isn’t the end of the world. In fact, it just more of a guarantee that we will be together for the rest of our lives.” You tell him as you cup his cheek. Nate flinches before he shuts his eyes, he takes deeper breath, “You’re right. You’re right,” He starts “It’s not like we’re two dumb teenagers. We’re married now. This…this is something that comes with marriage.”

“Yeah, this is fine. I’m fine. I would—and will—be a wonderful dad.” Nate says “Yep. The best of the best. Expect no less from Nate Lawson.” You agree, the tenseness completely disappears from Nate’s body. “Come on.” He says, grabbing your hand and pulling you out of the bedroom. You raise an eyebrow when he grabs his car keys, “Where are we going?” You ask. Nate looks at you with a determine grin, “We’re going to look at cribs and bassinets. There’s no reason we shouldn’t start planning early.” He says. You laugh, “I guess you’re really gonna bring your A Game even in parenthood, huh?” You nudge him gently. Nate chuckles, his grin showing no sign of leaving anytime soon, “It’s the only way to be.” He says.

Shiloh…

Uh, I feel like I should mention that for this I’m writing “Mr Fields” Shiloh, (according to the OLBA wiki: “The “best” version. He’s polite and friendly and seems to mean it when he says he doesn’t want to be so phony anymore.”) mixed with my own interpretation of the guy. I honestly can’t remember if he was the version of Shiloh that had a dog, but he’s gonna have one anyway. The dog’s name is Popcorn, I’m stealing my neighbor’s dog’s name.

Shiloh sits at his desk, occasionally stopping whatever it is he’s doing to watch Popcorn run back and forth around the room. Shiloh chuckles, “You have a lot of energy. Just like your mama.” He says, resting his head on his palm. Both Shiloh and Popcorn snap their heads towards the door when they hear the doorknob jiggle.

You walk into the room, you pause when you see Shiloh’s wide grin. “…What did you do, Shya?” You ask knowingly, Shiloh only chuckles, “Nothing, but we were just talking about you literally a second before you came in. Your ears must’ve been burning.” He states “Huh, looks like I’ve turned into the stalker in this relationship,” You snort, Shiloh says nothing to confirm or deny that, “Anyway, listen up, Shya. I got something important to say—” “You’re pregnant.” Shiloh hums.

“How the hell did you know that?” You ask with wide eyes, “There were a lot of signs. You’ve been extra snippy and your period’s late are a few signs.” Shiloh explains. You stare at him with a dumbfounded expression, “Glad to know my assumption was right. I think that’s nice. So, is it mine?” Shiloh asks, he’s way too comfortable with casually asking you if you cheated on him. “What the—of course it’s yours!” You say offendedly, Shiloh’s causal grin drops slightly, “Huh…even it if is mine. Don’t you think you should fine someone else to help you raise it? We wouldn’t want me corrupting the poor kid with all my…issues.” He states.

Shiloh watches you, there’s a hopeful glint in his eyes. Whether it’s because he’s hoping you’ll stay or hoping he won’t have to raise this kid is mystery. “No way. I’m not just going to let you ditch me with that shitty excuse! If you can make the baby, you can raise the baby.” You tell him firmly. Shiloh stares at you with an unreadable expression, after a few moments, he smiles widely.

He stands up from his desk and wraps his arms around you, “Well, then…Ok! That’s amazing!” He says, pressing his freckled cheek against yours. Shiloh chuckles dryly, “Let’s just hope for the sake of humanity that this kid only inherits our good qualities…” He sighs gently. You pat his cheek, “All our qualities are good, Shya.” You state, Shiloh shakes his head, his smile strained and exhausted. “And thanks for not ditching me. I mean, I wouldn’t have let you, but I do appreciate you not putting up a fight.” You add, kissing his cheek.

“Anything for you…”

Bae

Shortest one because this pregnancy was actually planned

“Well?”

Bae sits on the edge of his seat as you exit the bathroom. He stares at you expectingly, “It’s positive.” You announce. Bae uncharacteristically launches up from his seat and wraps his arms around you. “Finally! Very soon, Muffin, we will have a baby. A perfect little bundle of joy.” He says “It’ll be the start to our army, huh?” You chuckle.

“Oh, yes, Starfish. We’ll be able to take over the world very soon. Once the baby starts walking it’ll be all over.” Bae jokes alongside you.

Jeremy

“Thanks so much for locking up for us, you two!” Jennifer says, she and Jackson wave goodbye as they make their way to the exit, “It’s no problem,” You say “Me and Jerebear could use the alone time. Huh, Jerebear?” You nudge him with your elbow. “Get away from me.” Jeremy sighs with zero hostility.

Jennifer and Jackson share knowingly looks before Jennifer chuckle, “Well, we will definitely get out your hair then. Make sure to clean up when you’re done, I don’t want any stains—” “MOM!” Jeremy snaps, she shoots her hands up with an unapologetic grin. The pair get into their car and drive off. Jeremy shudders in disgust, “Why must you always set her up for comments like that?” He asks “I can’t help it. It’s in my nature.” You snicker.

Jeremy rolls his eyes, walking away, “Slow down there, Jeremy.” You sigh, Jeremy shoots you a disgusted look, “Please don’t tell me you’re seriously trying…ugh, no. Not here. Especially not when that’s what Mom already thinks we’re going to do.” He says bitterly. “Not that. I had something important to say to you.” You snort, placing your hands on your hips. “Oh…? Uh, what is it?” Jeremy asks, raising an eyebrow.

“I’m pregnant.”

Jeremy’s eyes widen, “U-uh. Uh….um…” He mutters, Jeremy takes a second to study you as he tries to figure out what to say. He’s shocked expression fades once he sees how happy you are, he cracks the smallest of smiles and finally settles on saying, “Um…ok.”

There’s a pause, “Congrats?” Jeremy offers awkwardly. You laugh, “I don’t know why you’re congratulating me. You’re apart of this too.” You remind him. “Sigh, I know. But what else am I supposed to say here?” Jeremy sighs “Would’ve been a nice time for you to finally make good on that proposal you promised me.” You tease, Jeremy tenses. Right, he did agree to marry you at graduation…but it’s been a few years and you haven’t mentioned it until now. He thought you forgot about it.

Of course you didn’t forget…

“You still want to marry me? The past 5 years we’ve been together hasn’t scared you off yet?” Jeremy asks, and you notice that a lot of this conversation has been him raising his eyebrow or looking at you with wide eyes. “The part 5 years we’ve been together hasn’t taught you that you’re never ever getting rid of me?” You ask, Jeremy squishes his face into a pout, “Fine, but we’re not telling anyone about the baby until after we’re married.” He states.

You tilt your head in an unspoken question, Jeremy answers, “Everyone will probably assume this is a shotgun wedding.” “Ha, yeah, this is the setup for a shotgun wedding, isn’t it?” You laugh. Jeremy smirks a little, “Since this wedding is happening, you have to take over the cleaning.” He states “Uh, excuse me? And why can’t you help?” You ask, watching Jeremy walk off to another room.

“I have to make our wedding rings.”

Pran

Moonlight shines through the window as Pran quietly sketches on a large king bed. It wasn’t rare for him to be awake during the night. For most of Pran’s life, the late hours of the day was the only time he’d get to himself…it was the only time he could be himself. This still hasn’t really changed for Pran, whether he was staying with Jeremy or on campus at SSB. Even in his early adult years…now, Pran still refuses to sleep at a reasonable hour. This is the only time he can just exist as himself, by himself.

…Although, that’s technically not true anymore.

Pran glances away from his sketchbook to look at you. You were silently curled up in the blankets beside him, sleeping with a relaxed smile. Because of you, Pran doesn’t get to be alone anymore when he shuts himself off from the rest of world for the night. You’re here…you’ll still be here.

Even when Pran pushes you away, even when he purposefully tries to make things harder for you, even when he tells you again and again and again that he’s not worth dating.

You won’t go away. You’ve stuck by him more than his own parents would’ve…

Night time is the only time you’re quiet. Maybe except a little snores and deep breaths every now and then. It’s the only time where you’re still enough where Pran can truly look at you. Maybe even…appreciate you.

The sounds of Pran moving pencil is the only thing that can be heard in the room right now. He knows he’s never going to show you this sketch, but he wants to get the details right. His attention slowly shifts from your face to something further down.

Practically glowing in the moonlight, a ring rests on your finger.

Pran married you, he legally agreed to be stuck with you for the rest of his life…

And he’s…happy about it.

Your body tenses and your face hardens. Pran raises an eyebrow as your mutter to yourself. “Nooo…Panda…I’m sorry…” is the only thing he was able to make out. All your squirming and whining for him was starting to really make Pran feel…bad. And you’re supposed to be one of the few people that didn’t make him feel bad. Pran shuts his sketchbook and places it on the side of the bed. He shakes you awake, you flinch and look around with wide eyes. Your attention lands on Pran, the two of you stare at each other for a moment. “You were too loud.” Pran decides that will be the reasoning he gives you for waking you from your nightmare.

“Pfft. Sure, Pran. You’re not worry about me at all.”

Of course, you know him too well now…

Pran doesn’t bother responding to that comment, he has other things on his mind now. “What did you do?” He asks, raising an eyebrow, “Huh?” You ask. Pran narrows his eyes, “You were muttering apologies to me. What did you do?” He asks suspiciously, you frown. Well so much for telling him in the morning.

“First of all, I didn’t do anything. We’re both responsible for this.” You state, Pran looks more confused…until you utter out the words “And second…I’m pregnant.”, now, he just looks…horrified. Pran says nothing—which is common in your relationship. What isn’t common is for Pran to seem so…affected by your words. “Pran…?” You ask gently, you poke his cheek with your finger. Pran snaps out of his horrified state, he frowns and his eyes shift to glare at the floor.

You let out hum, “I know it’s hard to believe since I’m so talented, but I’m not a mindreader, Panda. Can you tell me what you’re thinking?” You ask. When Pran first met you, he would’ve saw that confident smile and assumed you were taking the situation or him seriously. But now he’s been around you for half a decade. Sure, your smile’s confident, but your eyes…your eyes are filled with fear.

Did you think he was going to leave you to take care of the baby on your own?

“I…” Pran sighs “I don’t know the first thing about being a parent.” You smile sympathetically, “Well, I hope not. I’m expecting this kid to be your first.” You joke. Pran still frowns, “Come on, Panda. I don’t know much about being a parent either, my only experience is that one time I worked at that daycare with Bae,” You state “Actually, you know what. I’m basically an expert. So, don’t worry. I’ll help you understand fatherhood. Besides, you could never be worse than your own parents.”

You wink at Pran, he rolls his eyes, but you could still see a small smile forming on his face. “Fine. You’re right…there’s no parent worse than my parents.” He states, letting out a quiet sigh to calm himself, “Exactly.” You say, you glance at the clock. “Oof, it’s that late? Well, I think that I’ll be able to rest easy now. Night, Panda. Try not to stay up too late~” You chuckle, blowing him a kiss as you lay into a comfortable position.

Pran doesn’t say anything, he waits a few moments until he hears the soft snores leaving your mouth. He leans over and picks his sketchbook back up.

If he wasn’t motivated to sketch you before he sure is now.

…

What? Thought I was done? HA! Nope, one more person!

Jerk Lynn

Jerk Lynn is 18 in this, but you guys are still in your senior year of high school.

Lynn’s eye twitches in annoyance, “I can’t believe this…she asks me to take time out of my day and meet her, and she can’t even show up on time?” He grumbles to himself. He whips his head towards the sound of footsteps, he glares at you once you’re in his sight.

“Oh, finally! Do you know how long I’ve been waiting?! Unlike you, I actually have better things to do than go on dates-” “Lynn, shut up for a second.” You sigh, rolling your eyes. He does stop talking, but it does nothing to soothe the irritation radiating from him. “Look, we need to talk.” You start, Lynn’s eyes widen, “There is no way in hell you’re breaking up with me. You don’t break up with me, I break up with you.” He says.

“That’s not what I called you for, but I’m glad our relationship means that much to you.” You scoff lightheartedly. Lynn rolls his eyes, “Yeah, right, Twerp. Let’s not forget, you’re lucky to be dating me, not the other way around.” He states, stuffing his hands in his pockets. “If it’s not to break up, why did you want to meet?” He asks. “You and that stupid thing in your pants got me pregnant.” You say bluntly, Lynn stares at you.

“There’s no way-”

“There is.”

“And it’s mine?”

“No, duh, dumbass.”

Lynn groans, “How are you gonna take care of a baby?! You’re supposed to be taking care of me.” He sigh, stomping his foot against the path. “Wow, yeah, that’s the main concern here. How am I gonna take care of you—not the new life I’ll be bringing into this world or whatever.” You scoff “You can focus on both.” Lynn huffs, you shake your head. “Man, it’s a good thing you’re hot and I’m shallow…” You sigh. “Whatever, Twerp. It doesn’t really matter how, you’re stuck with me.” Lynn snickers.

“Now, was that it?” Lynn asks, you wave him off with an annoyed sigh, “That was it.” You state, pinching the bridge of your nose. Lynn smirks at your reaction, “Good. See you around, nerd.” He says as he walks away. His expression grows more and more panicked the further away he gets. “Shit. Shit…” He sighs, kicking a soda can into the street…

Whatever, he’s not going to let some kid ruin the good thing he’s got going with you. He’s not going to let you go, and you’re not getting rid of him that easily.

[yan-randomfandom]

Yandere!Romeo x GN!Architect!Reader

a/n: Reader isn't Jesse here, but Romeo is. This was when he pretended to be him. My first work for the yandere MCSM fandom... Romeo probably isn't even in my top 10 characters but he managed to be my very first idea.

Btw, IF YOU DO NOT LIKE YANDERE, FEEL FREE TO BLOCK ME. This is purely fiction and I would never tolerate it IRL.

💥 ; Part 2 | Part 3

A bunch of hooligans. This is utterly ridiculous. Annoyance seeped through his very code, his eyebrows furrowing.

"Jesse! Are you planning to do a show later again? What you did earlier was so cool!!"

Again? This is the umpteenth time they asked. How do they never get sick of asking Jesse for so many things? He gives, and gives, and he gives. They keep taking from him. This is what the original Jesse had to deal with?

"Psst, Jesse," someone unfamiliar calls out. Romeo turns to you, who hides behind a pillar, gesturing him to come over.

Of course, he immediately accepts the sketchy invitation. Anything else would be better than Jesse's irritating subjects.

When he gets near you, he didn't expect you to just blatantly grab his hand and lead him somewhere. He almost wanted to bleep you out of the city just for that.

But he didn't. That would be the best decision he made as Jesse so far.

You stop running, turning to him with a smile. He doesn't smile back, but he's genuinely intrigued by your behavior.

"Must be tiring leading the town so often, huh?" you muse, resting one hand on your waist. Your other hand still held his. Romeo doesn't do anything to separate them, though.

"You have no idea," he rolled his eyes, "Don't they have anything else to do with their lives?"

You snort. "Woah there, Jesse. I wouldn't be that mean to them. Anyway, remember that build I was telling you about?"

Of course he doesn't. He doesn't hide the fact. "No."

Your shoulders slump. "Oh. Well, I don't blame you. It's been two months, maybe?"

Romeo watches you run to a corner, and he follows you only to find himself starstruck...

...by the ugliest build he's ever seen.

You gaze at him with a proud grin, but there's seriously nothing to be proud of. The build in front of him is a massive tornado of colored sand and other blocks, with redstone torches beneath them, some kind of abstract-looking painting.

This took you two months?? He won't even try to cover his distaste. "This is awful!"

To his utter surprise, you laugh. If someone told him that, he's sure that someone would be gone.

"I think this would be better if a crowd of people are watching," you admit, gently grabbing his hand again. You sure are touchy, but for some reason, he's not one to complain. "But this build is specifically for you."

... For him. Rather, Jesse. He knows he isn't Jesse. Maybe that's why his chest is hurting.

You guide his hand to a lever beside him, he didn't even notice that, and push it.

The torches break one by one, and the blocks fell down one by one. He stares at them with his mouth open, genuinely not able to look away.

Slowly, your blocks form into an image of him in an armor. He guesses this is when Jesse defeated the witherstorm.

You beam, turning to him. "So? What do you think?"

He pauses. How would Jesse react to this...

"Y'know, you've been busy a lot lately. I figured this was the perfect time to show you this. You keep showing Beacontown cool things, and I guess I just wanted to show you something in return!"

...

This is certainly different. It's a sudden change of pace. You're actually thinking about how he feels. You understand the pain of Jesse.

"I love it. That was awesome. But," he smiles, intending to weaken you, "Can you change some things?"

You blink, silent. That's right. He's trying to see how you'd react. Building with falling blocks is never a good idea.

"Yeah, of course," you grin. "It's gonna be a tedious task but I'll manage through it!"

Romeo's smile widens. He pulls you in for a hug.

"You're perfect."

The perfect kind of friend.