#AHHHH I MISS THEM SM

[5h0w1sh]

Goofy lil goobers who need a hug

[jamespottersmixtape]

rosekiller microfic: goldilocks 1,632 words

a bit of soft rosekiller!! this is inspired by @myrows rosekiller art which you can find here! it made me want to weep a little when I first saw it, so naturally I had to write something haha :) ngl this has been sitting in my drafts for a while and it's by no means perfect but enjoy!! <3

Barty has always cherished quiet nights at Hogwarts.

When the chatter in the halls finally dies down enough for his thoughts to come back to him and homework has been carelessly tossed aside to save for tomorrow.

There’s a sense of serenity to it all that Barty rarely finds elsewhere. A break that he craves most at the end of a particularly stressful day.

Sixth year courses have been—to put it lightly, beating his ass—no matter how well he does. Today, it had taken him ten tries to get the nonverbal spell to work in Transfiguration. Ten.

Usually Barty needs no more than six tries for complicated spells, less than that for complex potions. Disregarding that he still did it faster than over half the class, now he’s just fucking tired.

He groans and shoves his schoolbag off the bed, letting it hit the floor with a soft thud, then flops backwards dramatically onto his pillows. The dorm room is dim, save for a few small candles on his bedside table. Cloaked in various shadows that dance around the room from the flickering flame.

Barty closes his eyes, taking a spare second to just breathe. There’s the soft white noise of the shower running in the background—Evan is taking forever, as usual—and sometimes Barty imagines he can hear the push and pull of the black lake against their walls. Lack of windows be damned.

It isn’t long before the water shuts off, and Barty feels the smallest smile tug at the corners of his mouth. It’s just the two of them for now, Regulus off doing god knows what at this hour. So naturally, a lot of built up restraint is needed for Barty not to rip open the bathroom door. To go and take in the sight of a freshly showered Evan and gather him in his arms before he can be stopped.

He’s been in there for less than thirty minutes but fuck it, Barty misses him.

Grumbling, he goes to change into the first clothes he can find. Settling for some years old joggers and a loose tank top, the soft fabric already making him drowsy.

The bathroom door creaks open and his head snaps up, immediately catching Evan’s eye. Barty really can’t help it when his heart skips a beat.

Evan raises his eyebrows, chuckling when Barty takes no subtlety in checking him out. His hair is dry, most likely done by magic. A thin blue t-shirt hangs off his shorter frame and each step taken towards Barty casts golden shadows over his skin.

Looking like everything warm and comfortable; the smell of his shampoo in the air so familiar that it hurts.

Barty’s smirk is wicked when he tugs Evan by his shirt into a light kiss. He makes a startled noise but melts into Barty’s touch regardless, fingers cupping his chin. The kiss is short but effective in making Barty’s head go all fuzzy.

“What happened to hello?” Evan asks when they pull apart—though not very far—now standing chest to chest. Evan’s bare feet fit in between his socked ones.

 Barty makes sure to slather his words in extra charm, grinning. “Hello, gorgeous.” 

“Wow, smooth talker,” Evan deadpans.

“You know you love it, Goldilocks.”

Barty takes a blonde strand between two fingers, tugging lightly at the end and earning him a deep scowl.

“I told you that nickname is stupid.” Evan rolls his eyes but Barty catches the blush high on his cheekbones. A light dusting of pinks and reds that work to compliment his freckles. Barty pokes him on one cheek.

“And I told you I don’t care.”

“Brat.”

Barty hums noncommittally, threading their fingers together. Warmth settles in his chest from the steady weight of Evan’s hand.

He leads Evan past the emerald green curtains of his bed and down onto the soft mattress. It’s a routine they’ve created over the last few months, and every time Barty wraps the covers around them it becomes harder and harder to let Evan slip back into his own bed. Something about having him in his arms means a night free of restless tossing and turning.

They lie facing each other for a few minutes, minimal space between them and their heads resting on one pillow. Quiet voices and even quieter laughs, a sacred bubble that neither of them dare to pop.

“Wait, wait, wait,” Barty laughs, his voice barely above a whisper. “You told Cresswell what?”

Evan frowns, a crease forming between his eyebrows. “I told him…that if he feels the need to keep staring at you in class then maybe I should tape his fucking eyes open. You know, that way he wouldn’t miss it when I inevitably snog you right in front of him.”

“Evan!” Barty can’t help it, his laugh is loud when it bursts from his chest.

“Well, maybe I left out that last bit…”

It takes him a minute before his laughter dies down, the quiet settling back in. “You jealous?” Barty teases, raising an eyebrow.

Evan purses his lips. “No.”

Barty stares at him knowingly.

Silence.

Evan averts his eyes.

“Mhm sure, come here.”

He drags Evan in by his waist, the pair of them fumbling around until Evan’s head relaxes in the crook of Barty’s neck and his forearm rests over his chest. Their sides pressed together, Barty smiles—fully content now.

Wordlessly, Barty ghosts his hand over the warm skin, relishing in the way Evan shivers from the cold metal of the ring on his middle finger.

There’s silence for a few minutes. Evan’s hair brushes the side of his face and his warm breath fans across his chest, their hearts only slightly out of sync as they beat so close together.

It’s a lot for Barty to take in sometimes—the whole idea of them. Having someone so delicate, yet so utterly untouchable, be his. If anyone took the time to ask him, though, he wouldn’t change it for the world.

Barty knows Evan’s eyes are closed, can see the shadow of his eyelashes. He takes the opportunity to trace over his freckles; a messy constellation that follows the high points of his cheeks, crosses sporadically over the bridge of his nose.

Evan scrunches his face up, which should not be so endearing. “That tickles.”

Barty turns his head, placing the quickest of kisses atop of Evan’s forehead, debating whether or not he should just give in and lick the side of his face. Then ultimately deciding against it—Evan did just take a shower—he’ll be nice for once.

“I wasn’t jealous. I don’t get jealous,” Evan mumbles, his voice lulled and tired sounding.

“Of course not, Ev.” Barty resists rolling his eyes, Evan can’t see his face anyway. 

“Besides,” Barty continues, “If you were jealous, I don’t mind you threatening people for me…it’s kinda hot.”

Evan smacks him lightly across the chest, but snuggles deeper against his shoulder. Which definitely does not do a weird flippy thing to Barty’s stomach. Nope, not at all.

“Mm okay,” Evan yawns. Which, Barty can’t blame him. Exhaustion is slowly taking over his body the longer they lie here. At this point all he wants to do is blow out the candles and fall asleep. Keep Evan next to him the whole night.

“Hey Goldilocks.”

“Mhm…” Evan must be too tired to even rebuke the nickname.

“Reg is going to freak out if he finds you here in my bed.”

Evan huffs, not very different from a petulant child. He makes no move to get up or even open his eyes. “I don’t care.”

This time Barty can’t hold back his yawn. He shuts his eyes and allows his body to sink further into the bed. Further into Evan. “Maybe we can tell Potter how madly in love with him Reg is. Then they can finally leave us alone.”

“Payback,” Evan snorts.

They both fall asleep without really meaning to. Tangled limbs beneath the covers and hands that aren’t inclined to let go. As his mind quiets down, something in Barty feels settled. A puzzle piece slotting into place after searching and searching for the edge that matches. Evan tends to have that effect on him, he’s come to notice.

All is quiet for a while, the whole school in a coinciding state of slumber. A time when portraits snore softly and only ghosts roam the halls, the usual lively presence of magic at bay for now.

But not even thirty minutes later they’re awoken with a loud thud and a significantly darker room—Barty had blown the candles out after all—just in case.

“Lumos,” someone whispers.

Regulus stands at the end of Barty’s bed, hands on his hips and a look of annoyance on his face. His wand is now lit and shining far too bright for Barty’s liking.

“What the fuck, Reg?” he asks groggily. Evan groans beside him and tries to hide his face.

“Not my fault I tripped over your fucking books, Barty,” Regulus hisses. “And you guys are gross. You said no PDA in the dorm.”

Barty squints and gestures for him to lower his wand. Regulus does so slowly. “Yeah, well I’m a fucking liar. Let us sleep.”

It’s with a lot of grumbling and a sharp glare that Regulus turns and stalks to his side of the room. When he shuts himself in the bathroom Barty reaches for his own wand and spells his curtains closed.

He has Evan back in his arms in no time, steady and real and here. Absolutely not going anywhere, if Barty has a say in it. His fingers resume their path over his arm, tracing nonsensical shapes that neither can decipher. Before they both drift off again a thought pops into Barty’s head.

“We are definitely getting him back for this.”

[shadowedresolve]

"Man, sometimes I wonder if it's what I really want to do..."

Ann sighs as she offhandedly remarks on something that's been bothering her today, though she doesn't think about it too often. Immediately after, though, she gives a sheepish kind of smile, looking at Makoto and abruptly apologizing.

"Ah, sorry! I didn't mean to unload on you. You're just really easy to talk to, you know?" ...But she doesn't want to bother Makoto with a stray thought like that. Modeling is what she decided to strive towards, after all, and she doesn't want to give up on that goal! Especially with Shiho counting on her... she needs to give her strength, just like she promised she would. It's not like she hates the work, either. Working hard on her appearance is tougher than Ann expected, but she's not going to give up on something just because it's hard work.

"I bet you're working hard towards your goal too, aren't you? You're really impressive, Makoto!"

@belovedblossoms ( starter for makoto! )

[tariah23]

Still grateful to own a josuyasu doujin from one of my fav kr jojo artists uhhh

[mousecracker]

bro, i'm so scared to ink this

they look so soft for each other,,,, fuck they make me feral

[kronoscythe]

i am genuinely having the time of my life this book is so fucking fun

[mnty-bubblegmyum]

still haven't coped from that time in first period last year my phone fell out my pocket next to me so I bent over in my chair to pick it up and fell outta my chair and my side was hurting for like three days straight 💀💀💀

[weedzkiller]

it's a cruel twist of fate, isn't it? half of matthew's job is to look at jiwon. normally, it's something he loves, can barely tear his eyes away even to look for potential threats. but now, looking at him means looking at this other man (elijah? elliot? it doesn't matter. he refuses to care). it involves seeing the way they look at each other, the brightness in their eyes.

get used to this, matthew chwe. this is the life you have signed up for.

"yes. we can leave now. is everyone ready?" he oversees the gathering of purses and wallets, the goodbyes to friends and acquaintances being left behind. ever dutiful, ever watchful, matthew leads out everyone to the car—opening the passenger side door for jiwon and letting the rest arrange themselves in the back. he doesn't care about them beyond ensuring that seatbelts have been fastened and nothing has been forgotten. then he turns to jiwon, rests a hand on his thigh, and asks "what's the name of the club?” (he realizes, a moment later, what that will look like to the blue haired boy, and he quickly pulls his hand away.)

that's all i want, matthew says, but jiwon can't help wondering— is it really? matthew deserves so much more. to live without having to watch every corner and blind spot. to eat home-cooked meals in the comfort of his home rather than inhaling takeaway on the drive from A to B. maybe it was just a turn of phrase, but jiwon hopes matthew wants more. glancing over his shoulder, jiwon gestures for his newfound friends to come over and beams back at matthew. "there's just three of them, so we'll fit in the car. and—" elliot is here. he's smiling at jiwon, bumping shoulders with him, asking if they're good to go, and looking right at jiwon because he's waiting for an answer. after a second to collect his thoughts, jiwon pulls the ends of his sweater sleeves over his hands to keep from fidgeting and answers, "yeah, we can go! right, matthew?" // @weedzkiller

[marlenesluv]

Uni to Paddock. (CL)

summary: reader is a beloved wag, but she keeps private for the most part. her socials are public, but she’s usually unable to visit her boyfriend, charles, during race weekends…but one weekend, she decides to show up and support her boyfriend.

pairing: charles leclerc x fem!college/uni!reader

fc: alysia loo (alysialoo on insta)

note: charles is 26 rn, so i’m imagining reader as 20! not a huge age gap, but it’s there. also isa is back for this, i miss her sm rn. and, the grand prix that this is taking place in is Singapore. reader goes to uni in Monaco and lives with Charles in his house there.

warnings: none!

masterlist here -> masterlist link

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liked by: charles_leclerc, francisca.cgomes, and 461,234 others

y/n.user: slumped era

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y/nsogfanpage16: our mother posted guys!!! AHHHH

charles_leclerc: i miss you more than words can explain, mon chéri 😘

↳ y/n.user: i miss you more, char ❤️

user3: my study motivation fr

f1wags: i love when y/n posts, because it feels so rare these days 🥲

lewishamilton: roscoe misses you!!

↳ y/n.user: i miss roscoe so much🥹

user9: the way she’s casually friends with lewis hamilton?

↳ f1updates: well, her and charles have been dating for almost two years and i think she hangs out with the grid a lot when she’s not in school

papayabrofp: i love our ferrari wags frrr

isahernaez: can’t wait to hangout again💜

↳ y/n.user: 💜💜

ferrarifriends55: i love them, your honor

user2: missing her at the paddock rn :((

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twitter:

F1 Wag Updates @f1wagupdates • 3hr ago

Y/n Y/l/n has been spotted at the Singapore Changi Airport this morning, Tuesday, around 7:30am, getting off a flight from Monaco. Rumors think that Y/n is here for the Grand Prix this weekend, which we also think is true. We are so excited to finally see one of our favorite Ferrari Wags!!

↳ Y/n’s Fanssss @fpy/n16 • 3hr ago

Omgggg mother is gonna attend the gp?!?! Everyone STAY CALM AHHHHHHHHHG

↳ Papaya Posts @papayafpppp • 3hr ago

Y/n is literally so stunning. This outfit is soo cute!! If I could pull it off, I would be purchasing right now

↳ Ria @rialovesf1 • 3hr ago

The way that if it wasn’t for paparazzi we wouldn’t have known about Y/n coming to Singapore because she’s so secretive

↳ Lando Norris Fanpage!! @landoofp4 • 2hr ago

Ugh I loveeeee her fits sm, she’s so slay

↳ Formula 1 Posts @f1post • 2hr ago

Can’t wait for her to post with Charles again, I missed them so much

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your instagram story:

seen by: charles_leclerc, lilymhe, and 403,138 others

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liked by: y/n.user, arthur_leclerc, and 1,027,234 others

charles_leclerc: let’s start the singapore weekend right👏

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y/n.user: my handsome man🖤

↳ charles_leclerc: ma belle fille

↳ author: translation-> my beautiful girl

user3: we need more face pics of y/n!! has she even face revealed to us?

↳ f1updates: she has! i think like 5ish months ago but you have to dig

↳ arianasf1blog: check my twitter, i’ll post the ones i have saved!!

arthur_leclerc: you got singapore in the bag🔥

*liked by creator*

f1wags: y/n knows his angles so well, she knows we love these pics

↳ y/n.user: damn straight i do😘

↳ f1wags: MOTHER REPLIED TO ME⁉️❤️🥹

maxverstappen1: i would actually like picture credits for that middle picture. thank you

↳ charles_leclerc: you’re welcome

↳ maxverstappen1: 🤨

user8: we are fed 🤲💓

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twitter:

Ariana @arianasf1blog • 2hr ago

In order of appearance, top left to bottom right, I will explain where I got these pics from!!

Top left is from Y/n’s Instagram story a few months ago when Charles’ mom, Pascale, did her hair. The next one is from Daniels Instagram when she went on a hike with him, Scotty, and Charles. The third is from the Valentino Instagram page when she went to an event. Bottom left is from Landos Instagram story after a race last year in Monaco and they went to a party. The next one is from one of Lilys Instagram dumps. Y/n went to lunch with her, Alex, and Charles. The last one is from Kika’s Instagram Post when they went to a Beyoncé concert with Isa and Lily!! I have some more but here’s some for new fans :))

↳ Piasstri Fp @oscassfp • 2hr ago

Omg thank you sm for sharing!! I’ve been a McLaren fan for years but I never got involved with Wags until recently. She’s soooo pretty!!!

↳ Devin @devsblab • 1hr ago

I love Y/n, she’s so down to earth👏 Her and Isa are the cutest friends!!

↳ F1 Updates @f1updatepage • 1hr ago

Loving the Y/n appreciation. Her and Charles are so sweet together. The rare paparazzi pics we get of them, I cherish bc they are so cute

↳ Sarah @sarahlara8 • 1hr ago

Do I wanna be Y/n…or be WITH Y/n?!?!

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your instagram story:

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liked by: charles_leclerc, carlossainz55, and 462,144 others

y/n.user: missed studying in the paddock❤️📚

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charles_leclerc: my lucky charm🍀❤️

↳ y/n.user: i love you❤️ you’re going to do amazing

↳ charles_leclerc: i love you too, amor❤️

f1wags: shes baaacckkkkk🙏

user4: our studious wag!!!!

dtsedits81: does y/n have a job or is she j a student rn?

↳ y/nsogfp: i think she works part time in monaco at a bookshop :)

isahernaez: can’t wait to hangout more :) i missed you so much

↳ y/n.user: i missed you too isa!! :)

scuderiaferrari: great to have you back!!🏎️

*liked by creator*

user9: we need content mom!!!

ferrariwagpage: she’s soooo prettyyy

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liked by: charles_leclerc, isahernaez, and 458,130 others

y/n.user: heard you missed me?

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charles_leclerc: 🔥❤️

*liked by creator*

user3: YES WE MISSED YOU OMGGGGG

y/nfp16: we got pictures guys- OMG

ferrarifppp: mottherrrrr🙏🙏

charandy/n4: she’s barbie and he’s j ken

↳ user1: studious barbie and vroom ken

landonorris: didnt miss you, j saw you an hour ago

↳ y/n.user: boooo loser

user6: we missed you so much queen

isahernaez: marry me

↳ y/n.user: let’s go

16vroom55: carlos and charles are shaking in their boots 😭 y/n and isa are too cuteeee

wagfits: holyyyyy. mother is mothering

lilymhe: i miss you!!🙋‍♀️

↳ y/n.user: i miss you!!😘

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twitter:

F1 Wag Updates @f1wagupdates • 4hr ago

Update on Y/n Y/l/n and Charles Leclerc!! Y/n has posted with Charles in Singapore a few hours ago. She captioned it “heard you missed me?” And yes, yes we did miss her!!!

There have been a few new photos as well of Y/n with Isa at the Ferrari Paddock during qualifying and practice. The pair are practically inseparable, getting food together, posting pictures, and supporting their boyfriends together.

We are so happy to see more of Y/n after a few months of her at university. Hopefully she will post again soon. We all missed you, Y/n!!!❤️

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(reposts, comments, and likes are appreciated!^-^)

[tongue-like-a-razor]

AHHHH CONGRATS ON 5K- YOU DESERVE ALL OF THEM AND SO SO MUCH MORE (I’m absolutely obsessed with your account it makes me so happy)

If you’re still taking requests could I have a bbf!Jake one where they’re at a bar again and this time someone really creepy is hitting on baby Bradshaw and even though she’s trying to get away from him, he won’t leave her alone. Cue super Jake to the rescue (and he’s pissed)

I hope this is okay and if not, don’t worry about it :)

THANK YOU SO MUCH AND HAVE A WONDERFUL DAY <333

OOOH I LOVE ME SOME PROTECTIVE JAKE! And thank you sm for your kind words, lovely <3

I'm gonna say this drabble is an extension of Part 4 of BBF but really can probably be read on its own. Here we go!

5k Weekend Bash Drabbles

Brother's Best Friend - N-O Spells No

Jake Seresin x Reader

“C’mon, sweetheart, let me buy you a drink,” says the man with the slicked-back hair and smarmy leer for a third time, taking a seat at your table on the patio.

His friends at a neighboring table guffaw, apparently finding their friend’s persistent approach hilarious. You find it extremely disrespectful. “No, thanks,” you respond, again.

The man’s grin broadens as though your rejection spurs him on. He slides his chair in closer and leans in to whisper something in your ear. But, before he has a chance to speak, you decide that you’ve had enough and rise from your seat. You’d rather forfeit your table than put up with any more of this bullshit.

You start for the door to go into the bar, but the man leaps up to follow you. He catches up with you just as you’re about to enter and takes you by the arm, spinning you around to face him. “You don’t know what you’re missing, honey,” he mutters and his voice makes your skin crawl.

Out of the corner of your eye, you catch a glimpse of Jake as he’s about to place his drink order at the counter. The disturbance near the front door has made him glance in your direction and his expression darkens when he sees you. He immediately steps away from the bar, forgetting all about the drinks he just paid for, and marches determinedly toward the door.

Before you could tell the creep to watch out, Jake is outside, curling his arm around your waist to relocate you so that he could turn back and grab a hold of the man’s shirt, ramming him into the wall, back first. “Who the fuck are you?” he growls at the – now cowering – man.

“I’m a friend, I’m a friend!” the man exclaims in alarm, his hands shooting up to show that he’s not looking for a fight.

You give the man a disgusted scowl when he looks over at you pleadingly, hoping that you’ll corroborate his statement. Jake glances over his shoulder at you too. “This true?” he asks. “You know him?”

You’re silent for a moment, wondering what Jake would do if you told him the truth. You really don’t want him getting banned from the Hard Deck for starting a fight on your behalf.

But Jake takes your lack of a response as a no and pulls on the man’s collar just to slam him back into the wall again. The man, to your great satisfaction, looks like he’s about to cry. “She didn’t tell me she had a boyfriend!” the man cries.

Jake grimaces aggressively. “Did she tell you to fuck off?” he asks dangerously.

The man gulps anxiously. “If she’d just told me she was with somebody” –

“What the fuck does that matter?” Jake shoves the man into the wall for a third time and the latter whimpers pathetically. “No is a full fucking sentence.”

“Okay, Jake, that’s enough,” you say, putting your hand on his arm. “I think he got the idea.”

Jake glances down at you with a heavy sigh and then back at the snivelling man. Then, he lowers his head and mutters in a low, intimidating voice, “You come near her again, I’m not gonna be this nice.”

The man nods vehemently and, the moment Jake lets go of him, he slips away, ditching his friends – who, admittedly, hadn’t even come to his aid – as they scramble to collect their things before following him out.

Jake turns to look at you worriedly. “Are you okay?” he asks, taking a step toward you.

You nod. “Yeah, thanks for coming to my rescue,” you reply. “Although, I totally could’ve taken him.”

Jake draws his lips together to keep from smiling; he’s not ready to find the humor in the situation quite yet. “You shouldn’t have had to,” he remarks.

You shrug and meet his gaze. “I’m glad you were here.”

Jake nods and then takes your shoulder and pulls you into an embrace. “Me too,” he says.

You close your eyes, allowing yourself a moment to enjoy the hug because there isn’t often an excuse to lean in while Jake Seresin just holds you. In fact, you can’t think if a single time in recent history when this type of scenario has taken place. Suddenly, you’re not too mad about the creep that almost ruined your day.

“Where’s my brother?” you ask once the two of you separate.

Jake sighs with a grin and shakes his head. “He took off.”

“What? With that chick he just met?”

Jake nods sheepishly, as though he’s somehow to blame for Bradley’s promiscuity. You grin at him. “Perfect,” you say. “Now, we have plenty of time to talk about the thing.”

Jake cringes and lets out a defeated groan.

5k Celly

[anothermansjeans]

fast forward to the future, spencer and youtube reader showing their baby their videos and stuff idkkk i just need dad spence and i’m loving your youtube reader stuff

I LOVE THEM SM AHHHH!!!! i couldn't decide on a name so she's nameless rn (i was able to exclude using a name)!! i also just love this idea of their kid not being in any videos but loves watching them after the fact 🤧

cw: their kid calls them mommy and daddy (ik that's weird for some people...?) it's all fluff baby, sassy spencer in shown through him and his spawn

wc: 729

youtuber!reader masterlist

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“Mommy, can we watch the Daddy makeup video again?”

Your four-year-old daughter climbed up next to where you were cuddled on the couch. You looked over at Spencer with an amused smile. He cleared his throat and sat up, removing his arm from around you to pick up your daughter.

“How about we watch something else?”

“Please!” Tears started to form in her eyes, but you quickly swooped in before the meltdown.

“What if we showed you a different video of Mommy and Daddy?” Snuggled into her father’s chest, she sniffled and rubbed her eyes as she nodded. You leaned over to grab the remote, pulling YouTube up on your TV. “Do you want to watch me put fake nails on your Dad, or watch us push whipped cream in each other’s faces.” You looked over at her and raised your eyebrows in a silly manner, causing her to laugh in Spencer’s lap.

“Whipped cream!”

Spencer feigned a sigh, “I guess that's okay.”

“It better be, Mister!”

You covered your mouth to suppress the giggle threatening to come up. Spencer’s jaw dropped and he looked at you like you were the one who said it… and you have said it (which is definitely where she got it from), but you didn't say it this time. “Actually, it’s ‘Doctor’.”

He lightly squeezed her sides, which caused her to fall into a fit of giggles. “Okay! I’m sorry, Dr. Daddy!” She eventually calmed down, and you looked over at them.

“Are you two ready?”

“Patience is a virtue, love,” Spencer said with a wicked smile. You knew exactly what was going to happen next.

“Yeah, pa– patience is a virtue, Mommy.” Her four-year-old voice was able to get the sentence out, and now you were the one with a mouth open. She definitely got this sassiness from her father.

“I’m playing the video now, so you better pay attention, little miss.”

The three of you sat back on the couch as the video began. It was a newly-weds type of game the two of you played where every time one of you got a question wrong, you’d get “pied” aka, whipped cream to the face.

Your daughter shared a few laughs here and there, but it was about halfway through the video when she fully lost it.

A question was asked about what you wanted to be when you were a kid, and Spencer got it right. Again.

“This was a dumb idea, he has an eidetic memory!”

“Sucks to suck!”

You gasped and turned to him with wide eyes, “how dare you! I think you deserve whipped cream to the face!” You picked up the plate of whipped cream and smashed it into his face, catching him off guard. Spencer slowly wiped the cream from his eyes and looked over at you. You knew that look, so you stood up quickly to run away. Unfortunately, you must have dropped whipped cream on the ground because as soon as your foot touched down, you slipped and fell on your bottom.

Spencer was quick to react, “are you okay?” He was concerned, but started to laugh. You gave him an unamused look and he became more serious, leaning forward with his hand out to help you up.

Unfortunately for him, you had other ideas. You pulled him towards you, causing him to fall, and took a handful of the whipped cream on the floor and smeared it all over him.

In the video, the two of you were trapped in a fit of laughter, which caused your kid to do the same. You had to remind her a few times to breathe when she would become red in the face, but she was able to control herself by the time the video was over.

“That was so good, Mommy! You got Daddy good!”

“Thank you, baby.” You laughed and stuck your tongue out at Spencer, which he childishly reciprocated.

“Can we watch another one?” She was very enthusiastic, clinging onto Spencer as she shifted around to become closer to you too.

“Sure,” you began to look through the other options, “which one should we watch next?”

“Hmmm,” she exaggeratedly pursed her lips, “oh! What is that one called, Daddy?”

She points at a video that causes you and Spencer to share a loving smile. “That one's titled The Love of Our Life…”

++

youtuber!reader taglist: @im-a-ghost666 @lyd14k4y @happiestcat @hauntedtv13 @obi-wansgirl @charismatic-writer @navs-bhat @itsleilabxtch @strabarrybat @hiireadstuff @cherrybb-ily @wietske27

let me know if you want to be added or removed!

[spilledstars1234]

LINK CLICKERS WE WON

NEW ALBUM THIS MONTH???? MORE SONGS????

I CANNOT WAIT TO HEAR ALL THE NEW OFFICIAL SONGS!!! IM SO EXCITED RN

anyways, heres some of my (slightly unhinged) thoughts abt this pv...enjoy!

I do NOT like where this is heading...LOOK AT THEIR SHADOWS IS THAT DEMON LU GUANG??? WHAT IS EVEN GOING ON LIKE WHAT IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN?!?! IM GETTING VERY BAD FEELINGS ABT THIS-

BUT AHHHH QIAO LING SHES SO PRETTYYY I LOVE HER!!!

AND HER NAILS TOO!!! WE NEED TO TAKE A MOMENT TO APPRECIATE OUR QUEEN'S NAILS BECAUSE THEY'RE JUST SO GORGEOUS!!!

QIAO LING AND CXS' SIBLING BANTER IS EVERYTHING AHHHHH LOOK AT THEMMM !!! I LOVE THEM SM

I MISS THEM SOO SO MUCH AUWAHHH !!

LI TIANXI IN THE BACK AUGHH SHES SO ADORABLE (I can almost, almost forget abt what happened to her...sobs)

also the "game over" sign behind the twins is way, WAY too fitting... (sobs again)

...ANYWAYS, LET'S JUST NOT THINK ABT THAT RIGHT NOW! MOVING ON!

LOOK AT LI TIANCHEN SJHFK HES SO SILLY I CANT (i can almost forget abt all the stuff he's done in the show...)

LIU XIAO OML OML LIU XIAO DEAR GOD LIU XIAO ASJHDK!!! WOAH!!! HES SO FINE ??!?!?!?!?!? LIKE?!?!?!?!? HELLO????? HELLO MY GOOD SIR???!!?!?! (yes i AM in fact malfunctioning XD)

LOOK AT THEMMM I LOVE THIS TRIO SO MUCHHHH UGHHH THEYRE SO CUTEEEEE

ALSO THE RED HAIRED GUY GOT A FACE REVEAL??? OML HE IS SO FINE OHMYGOD

AND THE BLOND GUY FROM BEFORE IS BEHIND HIM, HES SO HANDSOME TOO GSJHKJFS

AND THEN LIU XIAO ON THE OTHER SIDE TO ADD ONTO IT-

UGH

ALL OF THEM

THEY ARE ALL SO FINE KJSFDGJ

AND THIS LOOKS ABSOLUTELY GORGEOUS I CANNOT WAIT

ALSO THIS BEING DURING PRIDE MONTH???? THEY KNOW WHAT THEY'RE DOING OML THEY KNOW

[lace-coffin]

Ughhh i love all ur asa things they make me so happy to read!!!!(the ughhh in a /pos way)

But could you do something maybe if u want of asa headcannons where the reader cant sleep without a stuffed toy because it just comforts them to feel safer and they ask him for one over and over and refuses to sleep without one (literally me fr) and they would be violent snap back at him or ignores him till he gets them one and when they do they would become the nicest person ever and start obeying again and snuggle with it all the time AHHHH also the reader would be a house pet if u write about them being at his home instead of the hotel

sorry for the rlly bad grammer or whatever im writing this ask on phone+im trying to be specific because you said it’s easier but im not that good at being specific😭😭

(even if that’s childish to refuse to sleep without a stuffed toy i rlly relate to it so💔)

Thank u sm for the compliment omg!! Don’t worry about being specific if it’s hard for you, feel free to request in any way that makes you comfortable!

It’s not childish at all to sleep with a stuffed animal so don’t feel ashamed, I sleep with my stuffed lamb “lamby” every night and have since I was like 2, she also travels with me!

Asa Emory x gn!reader! Who needs a stuffed animal to sleep

Requests are closed (for now!)

“Please..I’ll be good”

“We’ve been over this, you’re not having her back until you can redeem yourself. End of conversation.”

—

Usually you were a relatively behaved pet, well maybe Asa was more lenient on you than has other “projects” back at the hotel, but well behaved to your standards. You had the privilege of being your masters house pet and significant other, love and submission were intrinsically connected for both you and Asa.

More lenient or not, Asa would be sure to let you know when you were in trouble, and you fucked up. Bad.

You’d been in a sour mood all day, nothing particularly bad had happened to ruin your day however it was like you were itching for an argument, nit picking everything and back chatting your owner, flat out refusing orders just to be a nuisance. It all came to a head during bed time, after squirming whilst being dressed and refusing to get into bed, Asa had already lost his patience with you. Taking it out on your phone that Asa had recently gifted you was the last straw.

During your struggle you’d grabbed your phone, using it as a projectile to ward him off, not only had you missed, you’d watch it hit the mirror, smashing both the glass and screen. After a moment of shock you retreat back into the bed you were vehemently avoiding the minute prior, tail between your legs in panic.

He understood sometimes it can be a lot in this dynamic considering how it came about from less favourable circumstances but today you’ve been pushing him to breaking point. Pushing his buttons on purpose and running from the consequences.

Asa stares back at you from your place in bed, hands flexing and unflexing. He pauses, taking a deep breath and holding for a few seconds to ground himself before releasing and addressing you.

“Sweep it up” he says sternly, gesturing to the dustpan and brush stored in the corner. You grimace but comply, not wanting to make things worse. You clean silently and efficiently, returning to your bed once you finish.

“Better. Now, I don’t know what has gotten into you today and I’m more than happy to talk if you need to but we both know you’ve been deliberately disobedient and destructive. So, I’ll be taking this-“ Asa grabs your stuffed toy sat beside you “until you can learn to behave and treat your things with respect”

Your eyes widen in shock and your fingers twitch with the need to grab it back, you refrain and lace them together, instead settling to give your owner a pouty pissed off look. You knew that having your belongings taken away was an agreed consequence for bad behaviour but it didn’t mean it sucked any less.

“Don’t give me that look doll, you can have her back when you show me you can behave ok? Until then she’s safe with me.” His voice is stern but soft enough to be reassuring, you know he’s not angry at you and he only wants the best for you.

After placing your plushie into his office and locking it he joins you in your shared bed, letting you cuddle up to his side.

Unsurprisingly you ask for her back the next morning despite literally only sleeping between then and last night. Also unsurprisingly he says no. “It’s only been a few hours cricket, you need to show me how you can be good for me, I know you can be such a sweet pup if you try” you huff but agree.

After two more attempts in the span of three hours you declare war. You can’t and won’t wait. In reality you’re afraid, you know you can’t sleep without her, last night was restless and anxiety filled, you didn’t wake Asa because you didn’t want him to think you were being a baby…

Just like that you’re back to being snippy with him, rolling your eyes and talking back. Pretending not to hear him when he calls for you, making everything difficult out of pure spite. You need her back or you know tonight is going to be just as horrible as the last.

“I’m not doing shit until you give her back!!” You bite at Asa, stomping your foot for good measure. All he’d done was ask you to prepare for a bath…

Pinching the bridge of his nose, Asa relents.

“What is this all about puppy? You’ve been touchy since yesterday and somehow even worse today, I understand you aren’t happy about being punished but you’re supposed to be showing me how much you deserve her back.” He pauses for a moment, taking your hands in his and connecting eyes. The look on his face is taut but not angry, unsure of what the issue is but concerned with your distress.

“There’s more to this isn’t there pet. Tell me.”

“Can’t sleep” you mumble, eyes darting down to stare at your socked feet on the hardwood flooring.

“Speak up please”

“I can’t sleep without her! I couldn’t sleep last night and I won’t be able to sleep tonight unless I have her back! I know it sounds childish but she makes me feel safe, I-i can’t do it without her” you sniffle

Asa’s face softens, hand cupping your cheek and wiping away a stray tear. “Oh pet, thank you for telling me, I wasn’t aware confiscating her would distress you this much. I know we both agreed to this in the rules but it seems to have touched a nerve and for that I’m sorry. We’ll iron the rules out and then she will be returned to you, sound good?”

You sniffle and nod, leaning into the warm touch of your masters palm.

“I still expect you to take your punishment but we will discuss it later and make sure we’re both comfortable with it” he tacks onto the end.

Sure enough you update your contract and your fluffy friend is returned to you with another hushed apology from Asa and even one to your plushy, making you giggle.

The day finally feels normal again, tears are dried and you’re back to obeying and being your cuddly usual self, practically hanging off your master as he works or cooks, nuzzling into his neck contently. Mistakes are bound to happen but you always figure it out in the end, only wanting the best for eachother, there’s no one you would rather make mistakes with than Asa.

[pbalone]

My AU! Bingqiu+Bingjiu Daughters! ( a lot of miss spelling 😭)

I decided to gave them a daughter yayyyyy. Bingqiu will raise A-yuan with so much love ahhhh she grows up to be a rays of sunshine

Meanwhile Bingjiu are kinda toxic… they never abused their daughter tho! In fact! They are really kind to her and spoiled her so much!(but Bingjiu kinda hate each other 😭 and when she gets older, she starts to notice. That why she look so emo😭😭😭)

Ahhh I want the daughters to meet each other sm lmao. Bingjiu Daughter obvi stronger than A-yuan for sure.

[lolbotvr]

If requests are open, could I get bob with a reader who just totally melts at his voice? Because I cannot be the only one-- ty and have a wonderful day/night!!

Omg you are not the only one- his voice is so gahdidieiwiso I love it sm it makes me feel things one should not be allowed to feel. Also have you seen the tiktok of Bob’s voice actor?! Ahhhh

Bob x Reader who Melts at his voice:

Warnings: suggestive ideas hinted, mentions/implication of murder and cannibalism, gender-neutral reader (they/them pronouns), lots of teasing, 3rd person, Bob’s voice

(^Tell me if I missed anything or if I should add/remove anything!)

Didn’t specify if they wanted hcs or a oneshot so I chose small headcanons with short oneshot. Sorry if this isn’t so good but I tried my best. Tysm for the request! <3

~~~

Totally uses this to his advantage.

Always tries to find different things to say to you to see what has a better effect on you

Loves seeing your knees get weak because of him

Bob loves when he’s cuddling you and then he leans into your ear to whisper sweet nothings and facts and watching you melt into his arms

Loves to praise you to see how flustered you get

The first time he noticed your reaction to his voice was when he was just telling you how much he loved you

He noticed how you began to shift and fidget with your fingers as he spoke

So he experimented with you by lowering his voice, subtly praising you with it’s huskiness

You were practically done for after that

<3

The sound of their boyfriend entering their home already had them perking up. They brought their head up from their pillow and turned themselves around to rest their body weight on their elbows as they patiently waited for Bob to enter the room.

It was practically routine: Bob comes home after his ‘hard work’ and then they either snuggled or…

(Y/N)’s thoughts were interrupted with Bob entering the room. He waved his gloved hand to them and welcomed in his dark voice, “Hello, darlin’.”

They were already feeling the blush creep onto their cheeks as they struggled to say back, “Hey, Bob.”

Bob made his way over to the bed they were sitting on and sat next to them, leaning his face into theirs with his eyelids half closed. He then smiled and asked, “What’d you do while I was gone, darlin’?”

(Y/N) could feel their heart practically melting at his tone, “W-Well, I laid here and… took a nap.”

“Ah,” Bob nodded, rubbing his hand across his partner’s thigh teasingly, “So you must be well rested, eh?”

If their face wasn’t already red, it was now.

And Bob seemed to take note of this.

He raised a finger and began to teasingly trace it over their chest as he lowered his voice and expressed, “Y’know, you’ve been awfully quiet today. Anything I can do to help with that?”

“A-Ah, no… I…I’m good.”

(Y/N) was used to Bob’s teasing manner, but this specific moment felt more hardcore to them. Not that they were complaining. Not at all.

Bob chuckled, “Well that’s a shame. I really thought I could help. Wouldn’t you want me to… mess you up? Help you get more comfortable with that sweet voice of yours?”

As Bob spoke, (Y/N) could feel themself begin to practically shrink away into the bed. Bob smiled to himself, proud of his success.

[lilacliquors]

“that feels so good.” for Poe Dameron

all the time in the galaxy

pairing: poe dameron x nurse!reader

prompt: ❝ that feels so good. ❞

word count: 933

content: 18+ minors dni, oral (f!receiving), secret romance, this has some plot and poe dameron has a praise kink

notes: ahhhh my boy my boy my boy i love poe sm and this wraps up our star wars section for the fic event. and this has been in my drafts for ages holy SHIT i wanted to get it done but i was distracted as fuck

he needed you. he needed you bad.

just seeing you from across the tarmac wasn't enough. he wanted to hold you, cradle you, kiss you. he knew that as the best pilot in the resistance, he couldn't afford any distractions, but you were just so ... you.

everything about you drove him wild. your smile, the way your eyes sparkled in the sun, your hard work and determination. and when he finally got the chance to be alone with you, it was worth every second he had to wait.

since your alone time was always brief, he had to make it count. he needed to make sure that you remembered how much he loves you, how much he misses you, and how when all of this is over and you've claimed victory, he can be with you publicly. which was all he wanted. he wanted to show the galaxy who had his heart.

but for now, he would settle for making you come undone in the dead of night.

that night, after most of the other med staff had gone off to their quarters, poe had snuck into your office and locked the door behind him, catching you by surprise.

"poe!" you said, your face lighting up as you smiled.

"hey, you," he murmured, hugging you gently. "missed you all day."

"i missed you, too," you said, pulling back to kiss his cheek.

"no, i mean i really, really, really ... " he grinned as you laughed and kissed the corner of his mouth. "i could have kept going."

"oh, i know. come on, we can make it back to my quarters if we're fast enough," you said, but his grip on your hips only tightened.

"oh no, i don't think i can wait that long. when i said i really, really really missed you, that was my way of saying i can't wait any longer. not even a five minute walk."

he began to kiss down your neck, pulling you flush against his body. you tilted your head back with a soft sigh, and your hand went to his hair, running your fingers through it.

"i missed your smile." a kiss. "your eyes." another kiss. "the way your nose scrunches when you laugh." kiss.

his hands roamed across your body, but his touches were gentle, loving. they weren't frantic, like usual. but it was like you could finally take your time together. your office was private, and suddenly, you had all the time in the galaxy.

you watched as he slowly lowered himself to his knees before you, and his fingers hooked into the waistband of your pants.

"poe ... " you whispered, leaning back against your desk.

"shh, let me just ... " he shimmied your pants down your legs, and when they got to your feet, he helped you pull them off over your shoes. he did the same with your underwear, leaving you exposed to him.

"missed these legs," he murmured, running his hands along the softness of your skin. "and these thighs." he gave them a squeeze, and he grinned when his hands didn't go all the way around. "lots to love."

you blushed, and your face felt even hotter as he lifted one of your legs up onto his shoulder, and he inched forward ever so slightly ...

he wasted no time in flattening his tongue against your dripping cunt. the gasp that left your lips was like music to his ears, and his hand squeezed your thigh again.

you gripped the edge of your desk as you felt his tongue dip between your folds, teasing your clit and your walls, exploring every inch of you as if he didn't already have it mapped out. as he tasted you, your hand went to his hair, gripping it gently. you rolled your hips against his face, and he groaned quietly, the hand holding your leg squeezing you again.

"oh, just like that," you whispered, your head tilting back in ecstasy. ❝ that feels so good. ❞

his grip on you tightened, and his nose bumped against your clit as he feasted on you.

"tell me," he whispered, pulling back to kiss at your inner thighs. "tell me how good it feels. tell me."

his head dipped back between your thighs, and you bit your lip gently.

"shit ... it feels so damn good, poe. no one could ever — oh, shit — make me feel the way you do," you whispered, running your fingers through his hair.

he whimpered between your thighs, and it was like your praise spurred him on. his grip tightened, and you could feel your muscles tense.

"you treat me so well ... and i can't wait to let the galaxy know who has my heart," you gasped, your grip on the desk tightening. "fuck, your tongue feels so good ... just like that, right there, right there, oh ... oh — !"

you gripped his hair and his groans filled the air as you came undone. he held onto you, keeping you steady as he lapped at your folds, drinking in your release. it took you a few moments to come back down to reality, and he eased your leg from his shoulder, pressing soft kisses to your skin.

"i told you i missed you," he teased with a grin.

"you definitely did. now, do we have time for me to show you just how much i missed you?"

poe glanced over his shoulder, and he listened for any remaining footsteps that might have been around the med bay. with silence around you, he looked back up at you with a grin.

"baby, we have all the time in the galaxy."