#And then later he’s laying in bed kicking his feet and giggling on the phone with him

[i-wanna-show-you-off]

fss is so awesome because nobody is rooting for scike. in fact people (dawn) are actively telling them to NOT interact with each other.

spoilers in tags. Kind of. watch out guys..

[peachesofteal]

Through Me (The Flood) - secret baby fic Simon Riley / female reader - warnings: Simon’s past, PTSD request(s): a first, some hard truths

Simon is a professional at quiet.

It's ingrained in him, a piece of his brain rewired from training to make his mass nearly invisible, depending on silence to stay alive.

Sometimes, he thinks he should make more of an effort to make noise at home. He should drag his heel, just barely, enough for a scuff or imbalance of his weight, to make a floorboard creak or groan. He should open doors in a rush, allowing locks and jams to click and clack, alerting whoever is on the other side to his presence.

But if he did, he wouldn't be able to do this, wouldn't be able to stand just outside Orion's room and watch you play peek-a-boo with him, hiding your face with your hands and then sliding them open, smiling so wide it makes his heart skip a beat.

"Where did he go?" You laugh from behind your palms, and reach down to tickle his belly, giggling. "There he is!" Ry is on a changing pad, on the floor (too big now for the changing table) naked except for a fresh nappy, beaming up at you like you're everything.

He and his son are in love with the same woman, he's afraid.

"Where did he go?" You make a show of looking for him, hiding behind your hands, unable to see the way Orion's eyes widen and dart around, clearly seeking your eye contact, before you squeal "there he is!" again and match him smile for smile.

He leans against the door frame, fully aware you still have no idea he's there, and pulls out his phone, desperate to immortalize as many moments as he can, filling his camera roll with pictures and videos of you and the baby so he'll have something to cling to when he's torn away by the next op.

"Where's my baby? Where did he go?" You feign looking around, turning your head from left to right, finally catching Simon out of the corner of your eye, looking from him to the camera, still smiling, sun shining across your face from the window. He smiles back, he can't help it. Once a foreign feeling on his face, now feels so natural when it comes to you. Orion kicks his feet impatiently, and you turn back with a gasp. "There he is!" You tickle him, again, and this time, when you giggle, he does too.

Your mouth drops open in shock, and you look at Simon wide eyed. "Oh my god. Did you hear that?" He practically drops his phone and goes to his knees at your side as you lean forward and blow a raspberry on the baby's belly, Orion giggling the whole time.

It hits him like a truck. He feels faint. The floor is uneven. His baby is laughing. The world tilts, and for the thousandth time since he ran into you on the sidewalk, everything looks different. He blinks back the burn behind his eyes as you pull Orion to your chest, kissing his cheek, cupping the back of his head.

"Say, daddy did you hear me? Did you hear me laughing?" You use a smaller voice, one trying to imitate a baby's, peals of bells ringing inside his head. He wraps an arm around you, pressing a kiss to Orion's head, breathing him in, and you lay your head against his chest with a thunk and a sigh. "I can't believe that just happened."

"I know." Orion gazes up at the two of you, eyes flicking back and forth, and you slide your fingers through his wispy hair. The lump in his throat dissipates, and he kisses your forehead. "Thank you." Thank you for this. For everything. For giving him a chance to have a family, for giving him a chance to show his son what a healthy home looks like, what love looks like. For it all.

Your draw back, finding him open and vulnerable, soft parts on display, unguarded. Your free hand cups his cheek, just as he's done countless of times to you. "For what?"

"For giving me everything."

Later, he’s on his back, lazily watching you in the bathroom from your bed as you brush your teeth and talk to your sister.

It’s been a week since you asked him to stay, since he held you through the night, and he’s hardly been back to his short term rental since.

You asked him about it, a few nights ago. Asked how close he lived, since he was back and forth so often, or if he had been making a trek. Wondered how never found him, if he was in the area. The guilt was rife on your face, and anxious to alleviate it, he told you the truth.

“Got a short term flat down the street after I ran into you. Wanted to be close.” You jerk back in his grasp, unbelieving. “My… friend, a bloke I work with, lives in this neighborhood. That’s how I ended up at the bar that night. Sometimes I would crash at his place.”

“You rented a place, to be close to us?”

“Of course I did, mama. Y’really think I was just going to leave you here all alone?”

“I miss her.” You roll into bed from your knee, and he hooks an arm over your waist to tug you into his chest, closing the gap. There’s something soothing about covering the back of your head, your skull, with his palm, fingers splayed in every direction like he’s holding a ball.

He tells himself it’s not because of the dreams. The ones he has where he finds you dead face down in a scarlet red puddle, shot execution style, and Orion missing. Certainly not.

“Who?”

“My little sister.” You snuggle closer, nose to his neck, and he closes his eyes, reveling in each second, counting them slowly.

“Where is she?” You sigh.

“Seville.” Spain? “I used to live there, and she visited once. Fell in love with it. It’s where she goes for school.”

“You lived in Spain?” You nod, sleepily. Feeding Orion always wrings you out, and it was the last thing you did before getting ready for bed.

"Yeah, I used to kind of, float around. Lived in Venezuela briefly too, once. Morocco, Cameroon, Berlin-" Your name is a shredded ribbon from his lips, confused and curious, wrapped up into a jumble of syllables.

“For… fun?”

"I got antsy after uni. Didn't want to just stick around where I grew up, I wanted to do stuff. See stuff. So, I kind of... took off." Of course you did. You might be a kitten, but you're still curious, smart. Bright eyed and enchanted by the world. You probably had a wonderful time running around across the globe. "I'd like to take Orion traveling, you know? Make sure he sees the world, or some of it at least. I'm trying to believe you can still experience life even though you have a baby. Like you can experience life... with your child, right?" His jaw clenches so tight his ears pop. You had big, beautiful wings-

how was he going to clip them?

“Simon?” His name brings him back to earth, to where you're curled up in his arms, warm and soft and safe. He sighs. The conversation looms like a reaper over him, a big, ugly storm brewing on the horizon.

"Let's talk about the travel for when he can at least eat solid food, alright?" The placation burns like acid in his stomach, and you press a kiss to his neck.

“Alright.” He takes a very deep breath.

“But… we do need to talk about something, mama.” Your brow furrows.

“Talk about what?” He doesn’t like the way his heart feels in his chest, a rock sinking to his stomach.

“There’s a lot… you don’t know, honey. A lot about me, and my job.” You stay loose, but pull away to get a better look at him in the glow your bedside table.

“Okay…” It’s meant to prompt him, to lead him to the next step, the one where he starts talking, but the words are frozen in his throat. “Hey,” you dip into his line of sight. “Simon. What is it?” The truth starts to burn. It smolders until it becomes a full flame, spilling out of his mouth, scorching everything in his path. You.

“My family was killed because of me.” You jerk away like he’s slapped you, eyes wide.

“W-what?” Your voice shakes, and he doesn’t blame you.

“My mother, my brother, his son and his wife, they… they died. Because of me.”

“I don’t understand.” Of course you don’t. Why would you?

“It… it doesn’t make sense to start from the middle, so I’d like to tell you… about my life, and my… experiences, if you’re open to listening.” He wanted to hold you for this, wanted to feel your pulse beating beneath his thumb, but you’ve created physical distance, and he doesn’t want to push you. He has to believe he won’t lose you. He doesn’t even want to think about what he might do if you tried to leave. “Please.” His voice cracks, and you nod, timidly.

“Okay, Simon.”

At the end of it all, you’re silent. Shell shocked. Sitting up in bed, sheets pooled around your waist, you stare him, your breathing short and staccato. He reaches for you, trying to bring you comfort, trying to pull you into himself where you would be safe, and loved and held, but Orion starts to cry, fussy, hungry sharp wail piercing the silence, and you tumble out of bed for the door-

leaving him alone in the dark.

[multi-kpop-fanfics]

the kraken's girl

pairing: alien!Seungcheol x fem!reader

genre: smut, mild fluff and mild comedy. minors dni.

warnings: monsterfucking, tentacles, manhandling, unprotected sex (pls stay safe), double penetration, male masturbation, oral sex (f rec), dirty talk, multiple creampies, brat!reader, switch!cheol, exhibitionism

word count: 3.4k

summary: neither you nor seungcheol expected to blow up twitter after your sex-nanigans. but that didn't stop you from meeting up again.

Author's note: happy halloween beloveds! this is the next installment of Vodka Slime. major thanks to @gyuwoncheol and @smileysuh for proofreading and screaming in my draft loves🥰

disclaimer: the twitter usernames used in the fic were randomly picked, any resemblance with real twitter usernames is 100% coincidental.

©multi-kpop-fanfics, 2023. No reposting allowed. No translations allowed without permission.

Fifty thousand followers. Fifty fucking thousand new people followed your Twitter account within a single night, all thanks to the two minute clip you uploaded before falling asleep. 

Your head is spinning with shock and excitement, arousal coursing through your body as you read the retweets one by one.

“GIRL WHO IS THIS”

“monster cock at its FINEST”

“me when me when me WHEN”

“eating a brick wall as we speak”

“i’ve never felt more submissive and breedable in my life before”

You giggle every time you scroll down, biting your thumbnail and kicking your feet like a kid who did something naughty. Although you’re not a kid anymore, your tendencies are definitely on the naughty side.

As if on cue, you receive a message from Seungcheol, who also retweeted your post on his account.

cherry_csc: we really caused a ruckus huh

You rapidly type back.

prettylilfreak: ikr ppl were STOKED

You receive another message from him.

cherry_csc: we can always make another one yk? 

cherry_csc: if you’re down i’m down too

You rub your thighs at the thought of fucking Seungcheol (and his tentacles) again, but this time, you’re not 100% sure about filming it.

prettylilfreak: why don’t we discuss it over brunch? i know a place that makes mean choco waffles

prettylilfreak: unless aliens are allergic to waffles or smth

cherry_csc: if i told you i have never eaten waffles before would you believe me?

prettylilfreak: i’ve seen worse from you tbh

cherry_csc: ok fair point

cherry_csc: send me the address and the date, i’ll be there

prettylilfreak: cool, see you soon <3

You search for the restaurant and book a table for two, sending the info of the reservation to Seungcheol a few seconds later. You close your phone and let it plop down next to your pillow. You lay flat on your bed with a stupid grin on your face, your insides still squelching with need.

You turn your head towards your nightstand and open the last drawer where you keep all of your toys. 

Just a quick one won’t hurt, you think and grab the tentacle-shaped dildo, licking your lips.

If only it was as good as the real thing.

“Damn, these waffles are really amazing.” Seungcheol gulps down a hefty bite of his choco waffles.

“I told you so! They are delicious.” You mirror his actions.

“Although I think you taste better than the waffles.” He sends you a wink and you nearly choke on your food.

“Damn, no need to die from waffles!” He passes you a glass of water and you drink it all in one go.

“And there was no need to spit out stuff like that without warning!” You try to clear your throat.

“Sorry, that wasn’t my intention.” He rubs his neck awkwardly.

“Waffles and choking aside, I think we should pick up the conversation from where we left it off.”

“You mean the Twitter DMs? Sure, I’m all ears.” Seungcheol wipes his lips with a paper towel.

“So, about that….I must admit that I had one hell of a time with you that night, and…”

“And?”

“And I definitely wouldn’t mind if we repeated it.”

Seungcheol licks his bottom lip seductively.

“But I have a condition.” 

“Name it.”

“I don’t want to film anything for my account.”

Seungcheol’s eyebrows shoot up in surprise. “Oh. I certainly didn’t expect that.”

“Are you disappointed?” You toy with your fingers.

“What? No, of course not! It’s your account after all, you’re calling the shots in the end.” He reassures you. “Can I ask why though?”

“Let’s just say that I want to….experiment with you.” You rest your face between your palms.

“Experiment? What are you, a NASA researcher?”

“No, but you left some unanswered questions and I want answers.”

“Oh, so that’s what it is about.”

You smack your lips. “I’m glad you catch on quickly, it saves me a lot of talking.” 

“You need to clarify some things first, sweetheart.”

“I’m not so sure about that, Seungcheol.”

“I beg to differ, doll.” He purrs the petname on purpose and you feel a chill running down your spine.

You stuff your mouth with more waffles, chomping on them like a starved animal to avoid answering to Seungcheol.

“You’re so stubborn, but I guess that’s part of your charm.” He plays with his bottom lip as he watches the cutlery in your hands move with light speed.

“Eat as much as you can, doll. You’re gonna need a lot of energy for later.”

The fork and knife fall from your hands and clack on the plate as you try your best to swallow the bite in your mouth.

“You….need to be restrained.” You point your finger towards his face in a menacing way.

“Hmm, I can think of a way.”

“What is that supposed to mean?!”

“You can always fuck around and find out.”

You stare at the smirking man in front of you, contemplating his indirect proposal.

“You motherfucker.”

“How the fuck do you afford an apartment like this?!�� You yell as soon as you enter Seungcheol’s home.

“I might be an alien, but I’ve been on Earth for over a decade. I think it’s enough time to learn how to make money.” He replies as he takes off his shoes and jacket.

“I don’t think I want to indulge my curiosity about your personal life right now…” You mutter.

“I know you don’t, Y/N.” He grips your thighs and puts your legs around his waist, carrying you like this all the way to the bedroom. 

“I guess your tentacles and cock aren’t the only strong parts of your body.” You grip his shoulders as he carefully lays you down on the double-sized bed.

“Not to brag, but I spend a lot of hours at the gym to keep myself in that shape.” He grins and rolls his hips against your crotch.

 You suck a harsh breath through your teeth. “If you do this one more time, I swear to God I won’t be able to hold back.”

“That’s okay, doll. That’s why I’m here -  To keep you in check.”

Seungcheol frees himself from the iron grip of your legs and straightens his back. You feel slightly intimidated by his muscular build, but the intimidation molds into heady arousal when he discards his clothes one by one, until he’s utterly naked.

“Your turn, baby. Take them off.”

“And what if I don’t want to?” You taunt him.

His voice grows stern. “Take off your clothes or I will rip them to shreds.” 

You swallow thickly and take off your t-shirt, followed by your jeans. Your hands shyly creep behind your back and they toy with the clasp of your bra.

“There’s no need to be shy with me, Y/N.” Seungcheol kneels on the bed and cages your legs with his muscular thighs. “Now, take off the bra like a good girl.”

You exhale shakily and unclasp your bra, you slide the straps off your shoulders and remove it from your body, your nipples perking up.

“Perfect. So fucking perfect.” Seungcheol mutters before he pushes you towards the headboard and climbs on top of you.

“Don’t you want me to take off my panties?” You ask.

“Not yet, sweetheart.”

“Don’t you want to slide your big, mean cock inside my pussy, Cheol?” You pout your lips on purpose and roll your clothed pussy against his naked shaft.

“I don’t think it’s going to happen today, doll.”

“What? Are you kidding me? Then why the f-”

Seungcheol shushes you with his finger on your lips. “I’ll make it all worth it, I promise. Now, I want you to sit across the headboard. Can you do that for me?”

“You better keep your promise, otherwise I’ll block you from my socials!” You crawl on the other edge of the bed with a grumpy look on your face.

Seungcheol gets comfortable against the headboard. “This is barely our second time together, but I don’t plan on dumping you, Y/N.”

You roll your eyes. “The way I’ve heard the last part so many times from other men.”

“First of all, I am not a feeble human, even if I have human appearance. And most importantly…” His tentacles appear from his back and slide around his thighs.

“No man would ever do the things I’m about to show you.”

“That sounds pretty ambitious to me, Cheol.”

“I am ambitious, doll. And meeting like-minded people strengthens my own ambitions.”

You flash a sultry smirk. "Good to know we're on the same page."

The tentacles keep gliding over Seungcheol's body, leaving a slimy trail on his skin.

"Remember when you asked me about my tentacles spitting stuff?"

"I do. And what about it?"

"Watch and you'll find out, doll."

You nearly gasp when two thick tentacles wrap around Seungcheol's thighs and hold them apart, exactly the same way your thighs were spread. 

But he doesn't stop there.

Another tentacle binds his wrists above his head, rendering him completely helpless and exposed.

"Sheesh, didn't know you had an exhibitionism kink going on, Cheol." You rub your thighs together.

"I've never done this before, so consider yourself lucky." 

"You've never jerked yourself before?"

"More like I've never used additional help to jerk off before."

Two more tentacles appear in front of him, one morphing into a literal fleshlight and the other approaching his rim dangerously.

"Are you sure you wanna do this, Cheol?"

"One fucking hundred percent, doll."

The fleshlight engulfs Seungcheol's cock completely and the other tentacle slides into his hole simultaneously, making him cry out in pleasure.

"H-Hah, ah, f-fuh…."

"Shit, Cheol, that's-"

"Nothing I cannot handle, s-sweetheart."

He bites his bottom lip when the fleshlight starts sucking his cock and the other appendage thrusts in his ass rather strongly.

You never expected him to pull off this stunt and truth be told, it has you soaking through your panties and clenching around emptiness.

He's struggling to keep his eyes open from how good his own tentacles are making him feel - sweat has started to form on his forehead and neck, his skin turning glossy.

"Does it feel that good?" You ask him, rubbing your thighs together.

"Stop pretending to be sympathetic, I know you enjoy w-watching me like this." Seungcheol groans as he digs his nails into his palms. "But yeah, it f-feels good." His thighs jolt with each thrust and suck delivered by the tentacles occupying his sensitive spots.

You're certain the fabric of your panties has turned into second skin from how much you've soaked them and you haven't even been touched yet. This is the first time you're affected by a man to this degree and you almost feel embarrassed. Almost.

"Fuuuuck, that shit is so good." Seungcheol leans his head back and his puffy lips fall apart, deep moans filling the room with the same speed his tentacle is filling up his hole. The fleshlight picks up the pace and starts sucking his cock harder and his hips buck up, but the slimy restraints keep him down effectively.

"A-Are you cumming, Cheol?" You ask him, "Because I might do so, untouched."

"Don't you fucking dare." He growls at you for a split second, but his expression forms into one of pure bliss as he finally reaches his climax, loads of cum being milked from his cock.

You fist the sheets beside you and bite your bottom lip to suppress your whines as you watch Seungcheol lose control thanks to his own tentacles, his chest rising and falling rapidly as he tries to calm down from his intense orgasm. The tentacle that was torturing his hole retracts slowly and your eyes fixate on the slimy residues all over his cock and ass. The restraints on his wrists and thighs disappear as well and his arms drop down on his sides with a loud groan.

Blond hair streaks are stuck on his forehead, sweat is dripping down his chest and his breaths are ragged and heavy. 

But his gaze still lingers on you.

"That was….fucking insane."

"I take it you…. enjoyed the show, doll?" 

You spread your legs and show him your drenched panties, a low whistle blowing from his lips. “I’ll take that as a yes.”

“I don’t want to sound greedy or anything but… I’m kind of suffering here.” You point towards your pussy and he gives you a lopsided smirk.

“I know you are. But worry not, the real fun starts now, Y/N.”

Seungcheol snaps his fingers and two tentacles attach themselves around your ankles, dragging you directly in front of him. You yelp when he puts his hands on your waist and he flips you over with little effort, propping your ass up and pushing your waist down.

He runs his hand from your waist to the curve of your ass. “Mmm, that’s a pretty arch you have, baby.” 

He squeezes your flesh and gives it a sharp smack, a gasp echoing in the room. You wince away from him, but his hand on your waist keeps you in your place.

“Stop teasing me and fuck me already!” You whine in defeat.

“How do you want me to fuck you?”

“I don’t care! I just want you to fill me up until I can’t think straight anymore!” You shake your ass in an attempt to entice him.

“I can definitely do that, doll.” Seungcheol uses both hands to rip your panties apart and throw them on the floor. He pries your lips apart with his thumbs and hisses when your slick runs down from your entrance and glides on your clit.

“But I might have to get a taste of that pussy before fucking it.”

He catches your honey with the tip of his tongue right before it falls on the sheets and moans at the taste of it. He slowly rolls the tip around your bundle of nerves and you bite the sheets to muffle your noises. 

“I want to hear your voice, Y/N. It’s unfair to hear it only through your twitter posts and not directly from you.” He actually begs you and it has you keeling over.

“What’s unfair is you trying to beg me to moan, when you know I can’t resist your pleas, Seungcheol.” You grumble, yet you push your ass closer to his face. “Now, I would like you to use your pretty mouth to- AH!”

Seungcheol grips your ass and smothers his face in your drenched cunt, his tongue rubbing your clit and his nose nudges your hole. You can feel the curves of his lips savoring your juices and you can hear the sloppy noises they create - pure music to your ears.

“So, mmfh, fucking delicious…” He purrs against your pussy, “Makes me wanna - umffh- keep you by my side forever.”

Your walls clench harder than before and so does your heart - but you choose to shove that piece of information in the back of your head. It’s a bit early for that, you think.

You let out a particularly whiny moan when he circles his tongue around your hole and he laughs when more of your slick gushes out, but this time, he lets it drip down on his lap.

“I don’t know what’s messier, my tentacles or your pussy?”

“S-Shut up!”

He slaps your ass. “Don’t talk back to me, doll.”

“Or what? You’re gonna rail me until I pass out?”

Seungcheol clicks his tongue in annoyance and musters the strength he has left in his thighs to climb on top of your body, as if he’s about to mount you. Your breath hitches in your throat when he plants one hand next to your head and uses the other to pull your head back.

“That is actually a wonderful idea, sweetheart.” His lips barely touch the shell of your ear, but his voice is enough to make your spine shudder.

You open your mouth to give him a snarky reply, but the oxygen is knocked out of your lungs when two of his tentacles fill up your ass and pussy without warning, fitting tighter than a glove. He lets go of your hair and cages your wrists with his hands, rendering you immovable.

“See what happens when you talk back to me, doll?”

“F-Fuck, s-so f-full….”

“Yeah? You have no idea how full you’re gonna be after I’m done with you.” 

You can feel his cock resting on your ass and twitching with need.

"Remember when you asked me if my tentacles can spit stuff?"

"Y-Yeah?" You try to keep your brain intact, but the tentacles thrusting in your holes make it hard for you.

Seungcheol presses his lips right behind your ear and sucks on your earlobe. His voice has dropped to a mere whisper.

"They do and it's all mine."

Your eyes start fluttering when you feel his thick cock slide between your cheeks and fuck them as if he was really fucking your pussy - even if he somehow does it.

The tentacles ram you almost violently, the little suckers gliding against your walls. You're at Seungcheol's mercy, unable to move, unable to think and unable to form coherent sentences - just a pretty little toy for a hot alien and his slimy tentacles.

And you fucking love every single second of it. 

"C-Cheollie, I wanna cum! Please!" You cry out, hands fisting the bedsheets.

"Yeah? You're close, sweetheart?" 

"Fuck, I am!"

"Go on then, let go for me." He kisses your temple and fucks your asscheeks harder.

You finally cum and it hits you like a raging waterfall, your entire body shaking and trembling like an autumn leaf trying to stay on the tree before it's blown away. 

"Hang in there, doll, we're almost t-there." Seungcheol's ragged breath fans over your cheekbone, his hands letting go of your wrists to grip your waist.

His tentacles come to a halt and throb inside you, pumping your holes full of his cum, until a few drops start slipping out.

Fresh tears run down your cheeks when the tentacles detach from your holes, wincing when the sticky mess flows out of you. Your moans are growing louder every time Seungcheol's pelvis slaps against the curve of your ass, his nails digging in your skin.

"Such a great fucking ass, all mine to fuck, ugh!" He throws his head back as he cums, splashing his load all over your back and ass, painting it white. He pumps his cock with his hand a few times before smacking the tip over your ass.

"Cheol…..I can't move…" You pout your lips tiredly.

"I know, baby, I know." He gets up and pats your head before disappearing from the room.

A few minutes later, he comes back with a clean towel and the feeling of the soft cotton wiping you clean from the sticky mess covering your back and private parts almost puts you to sleep.

"Hey, don't fall asleep yet, I need to actually wash you." Seungcheol gently rubs the towel over your spent holes.

"Will you carry me to the bathroom?"

He lets out a chuckle. "Well, it's not like I have any other choice, since you technically can't walk."

"I wonder whose fault is that, huh." You mumble against the mattress.

"I'm sorry, doll." Seungcheol swipes your hair away from your face, "Although I did enjoy fucking you dumb."

You support your upper half on your arms. "To be completely honest, I really enjoyed it - hell, I asked for it."

He catches your lips in a short yet gentle and sweet kiss, melting into his pillowy lips.

"We can always-"

"Repeat it?"

"No," Seungcheol picks you up in bridal style and carries you to the bathroom. "I mean, I would love to, but I would prefer to take you out on a proper date first."

"Oh? I didn't know aliens had romantic tendencies." You joke.

"There are a lot of things you don't know about me, Y/N. And I'm pretty sure there are lots of things I don't know about you."

"Are you saying you actually want to get to know me better?" 

"Yes. To put it with your words, I'd like to experiment with you."

You look away purposefully. "I might be a tough formula to crack." 

He carefully puts you in the bathtub and kneels in front of you, his eyes meeting yours.

"Consider this challenge accepted, doll."

[miyuhpapayuh]

22

Rolling over to grab her ringing phone, she blindly slides her finger across her screen and groggily says hello.

“Good morning, sleepyhead.” Leon chuckles on the other end, making her join in with her own tired laugh.

“Shut up,” she mumbles back. “Always been a morning person.”

“I thought it woulda rubbed off on you by now!”

“Maybe one day, but not today!” She quips.

“Happy Valentine's Day, anyway babe. I was gonna wait until you were already up, but I couldn't wait anymore.” He says, and she can see his smile from where she was laying.

“Aww, you are so cute! Happy Valentine's Day, baby. I can't wait to see you later and give you your gifts.” She gushes.

“Aw, you got me something??”

“Of course I did! One of them you can wear on our date tonight– but the rest are surprises!”

“Oh shit, there's more!” He exclaims, making her laugh. “Well, your first gift is sitting on your kitchen counter, when you do get outta bed.”

“Alright, I'm getting up now.” She says, sliding from underneath the covers to head out of her room, into her kitchen. A big orange bag sits, awaiting her.

“Aw, it's orange!” She frowns, walking over to it and looking inside, gasping at the potted plant— her very own poppy plant! It was also orange.

“A poppy plant?! Wait, I'm gonna cry!”

“Oh, don't cry!”

“No, no it's okay! They're happy tears!” She laughs, wiping her face, as she puts him on speaker, sitting her phone on the counter.

“Okay… you okay?” He asks.

“Yeah,” she whimpers. “Ugh, there's a card! More tears!”

Pulling that and the pot from the bag, she giggles at the bright bubble-lettered Zora that's painted on both sides.

“Aw, did you paint this??”

“Of course I did, baby. You like it?”

“It's the cutest thing I've ever seen, Leon. I love it. Nobody's ever bought me a plant before.”

“Well, I've never bought anybody one before, either. Look at us, being each other's firsts.” He exclaims, making her laugh and wipe away another tear.

“Shut up,”

“Ah— open your card, please dear.”

“Okay,” she grabs it off the counter, pulling it from its envelope, “you have to go soon?”

“Yeah, it's been nonstop since I got here, but the moment my supervisor gave me a break, I came straight back to call you. He’ll be looking for me soon.”

“Okay, I won't hold you up too much longer.” She says, looking at the pretty pink card with the holiday name emblazoned on the front in gold calligraphy, opening it up to read what's inside.

“Happy Valentine's Day to the sweetest woman in the world, I love you and cannot wait to see you later tonight. 

In the meanwhile, I've decided to send you on a scavenger hunt— what?! That's so cool!!” She yells.

“I thought you'd say that!” He yells back.

“Once you get to work, there'll be three things for you to find; something big, something tall and something small— all orange, of course.”

“Linda let you hide presents in her restaurant?? Wow, she must love me for real.” She snorts.

“She loves me too, ya know? Told you, we're besties.”

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The first gift she found was her “something tall”– a lava lamp. Not just any lava lamp, the specific one she had been eyeing from one of her favorite online shops.

Orange and black. A curvy designed frame that stands at about two feet. She was in love, already having a place to put it in her mind.

Putting it in her car for safe keeping, she begins looking around for the other two.

“Hmm..” She roams around the dining area, until she sees an orange piece of paper sticking out of a napkin dispenser.

Pulling it out, she begins to read it before squealing. She quickly covers her mouth and looks around, thankfully going unnoticed.

“I'm gonna kick his ass,” she laughs to herself, before reading the card once more. “Happy love day, angel face. There is a certificate attached for a one of a kind bouquet from your favorite flower shoppe. I know you jumped for joy cause you love your flowers! I love you and I cannot wait to see the look on your face. I worked so hard on  this. My fingers hurt. I love you, again. Bye.”

She giggles again, loving the neon orange paper clip that's holding the certificate to the card, how the certificate has poppies and cosmos on it, also wishing her a very happy Valentine's day.

“Goodness, there's one more thing! I might just die in here.”

A small group of customers coming in had her stuffing the card into the front of her apron and moving back behind the counter.

Once everyone was settled, she started to move away from the counter, until something told her to look to her left.

A flat black box is tucked by some papers. She pulls it out and stares at it, her brain mulling over what it could be.

“Hm. It's a lil heavy,” she playfully shakes it, before reading the note taped to the right corner, telling her to open it after work.

Which was a great idea, cause once she pulled the top off the box and found the burnt orange scrapbook Leon made her, all types of screams and expletives flew from her lips.

“Is he fucking serious?!” She screams, again, flipping through the pictures he'd candidly taken over the course of their relationship, so far. The food, the flowers, the dates, many moons and sunsets, baby ducks in ponds, the two of them in their element, and so many more special moments.

“He is so cute,” she tearfully laughs, wiping her face as she hears a knock at her door.

Opening it up to reveal her man, she jumps up in his arms as he laughs and walks inside, closing the door behind himself.

“Heyyy, baby!”

“Damn, girl! You missed me?”

Many kisses are exchanged.

“Absolutely! Been waiting to see you all day!” She exclaims, looking up at him with doe eyes as he pecks her nose.

“Why you think I got here so fast?! Did the mad dash for ya.” He says with a wink.

“I'll let it slide, today,” she snickers as he lets her down. “But, this right here! Best gift I've gotten today, so far.”

“Really? I had so much fun putting it together, too!”

“It looks like it, babe. And yes, you had me in here ugly crying! The pictures of the ducks took me outta here!”

“They were good models that day, for sure,” he laughs, running his hand over her hair, pulling her back to him.

“You're so cute,” she frowns.

“I'm about to get cuter, I fear.”

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Soon, they're at her favorite place on earth, getting ready to unveil the bouquet Leon handcrafted for her.

“Okay, close your eyes, sweet girl!” The owner, Inara, says.

“Okay, they're closed!” Zora squeals back.

“Hold out your hands.” Leon says, placing the bouquet in her trembling hands.

“Okay, open!”

Her wide eyes land on the most beautiful bouquet she'd ever seen.

“Wow, you love me a whole lot!” She whispers, watching as her vision gets super blurry with tears. He's right there to wipe them away.

Oranges and pinks and purples. Peonies, cosmos, poppies, a couple white roses in the mix. It was beautiful!

“I love you so much.” He says, wiping her wet eyes, once more.

“He's such a sweetheart,” the owner exclaims. “Made sure he got your favorites and some extras— lord, you taught him well about these flowers!”

Zora giggles, wiping her own eyes, this time.

“He did such an amazing job,” she frowns up at him, those sweet kisses he places on her makes her frown deeper.

“Anything for you, baby.” He cheeses. “Speaking of, I got one more thing for ya.”

She looks up at him in disbelief. “Really??”

He chuckles, an mhm leaving him before they wave to Inara and head towards the exit.

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She gasps. “You got me a kitty???”

“I sure did, baby. Meet Coco.” He says, carefully handing over the tiny orange kitty, smiling at the way she immediately curled up in Zora’s arms.

“Oh, this is what love feels like.” She frowns, rocking herself as she pets her head, snickering at the way her ears flicker.

“Hey sweet baby angel!” She coos.

He smiles, taking a picture with his phone. “Nothing but love, baby.”

“Nah, this is a new level! I don't think we've had too many conversations about cats or dogs, or any of that type of stuff.”

“Cause we're not that kind of couple. I trust my gut when it comes to you. I pay attention to you, and you've never struck me as a dog person.”

“I'm not, no.” She shakes her head, nuzzling her face against Coco's, making Leon laugh at the sight.

“I mean don't get me wrong, dogs are cool! But cats are so independent and I like that. Plus, look at this face!”

She turns her around to face him, those big green eyes looking up at him. He frowns and reaches out to pet her.

“She's adorable! The cutest out of the litter, too. Had to scoop ‘er up.”

“Aw, the cutest of the bunch?! Go you!” She coos, earning tiny squeaks back that make her heart swell.

“How old is she?”

“About a month old? I've got her papers back at the crib.” He says.

“Aw, can we take her home now?!” She asks excitedly.

“Yeah, let's get her signed out and she's all yours, babe.”

With her free hand, she pulls him into a hug, thank you falling from her lips about a thousand times. He kisses her hair, a smile stuck on his face.

“Anything for you, my love.”

Back in her apartment now, she sits Coco down in the fluffy cat bed she'd bought on their way back, loving the way she curls up in it.

“Ugh, she's so cute! I can't believe she's mine.”

“Imagine if I had missed the mark on this,” he snorts, making her laugh too.

“Nah, you nailed it without me even having to say it! I also wanna rename her.”

“To what?”

“Okay, now don't think I'm corny.. but, Valentine.”

“Aw! That's actually really precious.”

“Right?! The sweetest valentine present I've ever gotten from the sweetest valentine I've ever had!”

She squeals as they share a sweet kiss.

“You think she'll respond to it well?”

“Well, let's see..” She looks over at her, her little tail wagging slowly as she looks up at them.

“C'mere Valentine.. c'mere baby girl!” She coos, cupping her hands as she slowly moves away from the fluffy bed.

“Look at her trottin’ over,” he comments, “takin’ her sweet time.”

“It's okay, I'm new!” She whispers, still cooing and calling her by her new name, getting more and more excited as she gets closer to her fingertips.

The minute she hopped into her palms, she had to stop herself from screaming for joy all over again, as the baby kitten peers up at her.

“She's so cute, I cannot take it!” She squeals, watching her roll around and lay on her back, inside her palms. Leon pokes her exposed belly, earning squeaks that resemble laughter.

“Awww!” They coo in unison.

“I've heard that orange cats are sassy,” he notes, and she nods.

“Yeah, one of my aunts used to have one. She was something else. Jumped out the window one day and never came back.” She sighs, looking down at Valentine.

“You are not jumping out of windows okay? No jumping off walls and up onto high surfaces. Mama don't play that, mmkay?” She scoots her into one palm and holds the other up, snickering as her paw connects.

“Like she understands you, for real.”

“Just you wait, we're gonna have our little system up and runnin’ in no time!”

Soon having to get ready for their date, Zora drops Valentine off at auntie Nique’s, who might've been a tinge more excited than Zora once she saw those big green eyes.

“Oh my goodness, look at this sweet baby!” She coos, scooping her up.

“Right?! The most precious kitten I've ever seen!”

“I'm almost shocked she's not gray,” Nique laughs.

“Or black! I love the witchy kitties, too! Maybe she can get a sister later on.”

“Aw, not a slew of em! Lean on me is so in love with you, it's crazy!”

Zora's face scrunches up at the nickname she'd given Leon.

“Lean on me?”

“When you're not strong, yes.” Nique nods, before snickering.

“Anyway, dawg. I'm glad you could watch her for me tonight. God knows I won't be any good after he gets through with me.” She whispers the last part.

“Daaamn, you gettin’ strung up by the ceiling or sumn??”

“Girl, no! I just know ima get put through the mattress once I put this new lingerie on, though!” She whispers again, cackling as they slap hands.

“Just freaky frogs! I love it!”

“So do I! Now, tell Darnell we said hey and he better put his whole foot in whatever he's making you tonight!”

“Either that or my foot's goin’ up his a—” her sentence cuts off as he comes around the corner with a spatula in hand, squinting at her with a sly grin.

“You talkin’ shit, huh? You know I gets down in here for you.”

“I was just playing, babe.”

“Mmmmhm. Hey Zora.” He flashes a smile.

“Hey, boyfriend!” She mocks, making him laugh, before cutting his eyes back at Nique.

Zora snorts, looking between the two of them.

“Should I take Valentine to ma’s?” She jokingly asks.

“Bye, Zora Jean!” Nique laughs, pushing her towards the door.

“Okay, okay! You girls, be good, tonight! Don't give uncle Darnell too much trouble, okay?”

“We gon’ give him hell, girl!” Nique looks at Valentine, before smiling at Zora.

“If you find Nique strung over the balcony, I didn't do it!” He yells from the kitchen, making them laugh.

“And that's my cue!”

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Reservations at the Mimosa Grill were made in advance, which gave the couple ample time to get all dolled up for love day.

Smoothing her hands over her black, floor length dress, Zora gives herself a once over in the mirror. Nude lip. Smokey eye. Minimal jewelry besides the citrine earrings Leon had also gifted her. And nothing goes with a dress like that, but big hair!

Voluminous curls sit pretty on her head as she tousles them, loving each way they fall.

She felt so pretty.

Leon is across the hall in her bathroom, fastening the belt to his pants and cuffing the jacket of his all black ensemble, making sure the world sees the icy chain she'd gifted him. The light reflecting off the diamonds had him periodically letting out a “woo!”, making her giggle.

Low fade Leon had come out tonight, and Zora was more than a happy camper. Those waves were a dangerous tide pulling her under, and she already knew neither her nor her panties would survive the night.

Crossing the threshold, they both let out a whistle of appreciation, sizing each other up.

“Damn girl, this is sexy,” Leon says, running his finger along the curved and plunging neckline of her dress, watching the smirk on Zora’s face grow.

“Anifa does it again, I fear.” She laughs, touching the diamonds of his chain. “You iced out!”

“Thanks to my stylist and stunna girl,” he compliments, twirling her about, unable to resist smacking her on the ass.

“Ooh! You better be glad we've got reservations, sir.” She playfully warns as he dips down to kiss her, making her giggle.

“Don't tempt me, girl, I'll bend you ov—” she presses her finger to his lips, shushing him.

“Before you seriously get me started, we better go.”

“Yeah, you right,” he chuckles, releasing his hold on her to grab his keys and lead the way.

Clink!

For the occasion of love, the restaurant was decorated to the nines! Strings of pink and red hearts swayed from the ceiling between the open spaces, vanilla candles sat in the center of each table, along with a single rose wrapped away from the silverware.

“Did you pull strings and make sure this rose was orange?” Zora asks, a smirk covering her lips at his sly smile.

“You know I do my best for ya, poppy.” He winks, making her duck her head down and giggle. He laughs, taking a sip of his drink.

“I knew that was the right moment to use that on ya,” he adds.

“You are ridiculous, Leon. And I love it.” She says with a grin, reaching for his hand across the table.

“And, I love you, Jean.” He uses his height to his advantage and leans across the table for a kiss.

Taking a sip of her own drink, she briefly squeezes her eyes shut at the bite from the moonshine.

“What did you order again?”

“The mooshine sangria,” she laughs to herself. “I knew it would be strong but damn.”

“Is it good, though?”

“Yeah, yeah it's delicious! Just strong,” she smiles, skimming over the menu.

He stares at her a second longer, before doing the same.

Soon their waitress returns to put their orders in, and they're alone again, twiddling each other's fingers.

“Happy love day, as you call it,” Leon says, clinking their glasses together for the second time.

“Yes, happy love day! It's been so overwhelming in the best ways possible.” Zora sighs, chin in palm, staring at her man.

“Had to make our first one memorable, ya know?”

“In true Leon fashion, indeed!”

Their sweet conversation turns from the special occasion to Zora wanting to finally get back into her art world, Leon couldn't be more ecstatic. Even more so as their food finally arrived at the table.

“That's great, babe! When does all of this get set into motion?”

“Well, I still have to talk to Linda about quitting, hopefully she understands. I mean, either way, I'm leaving, but ya know what I mean.”

“Yeah, totally. If she tries anything funny, I'll be on standby.” He says with a couple pats to his chest.

“Stand down, please,” she laughs, continuing to sip her drink. “I'm sure it'll all be fine.”

“Yeah, you heard what I said, though.”

“Yes, father. I'll call if I need ya,” she salutes, as they both laugh.

“But, seriously. What's the next step after that?” He asks, chin in palm like she.

“That's actually a surprise,” she sweetly smiles, “but it'll be so worth it, I promise!”

“Aw, no fair!” He playfully whines as she laughs.

“Aw, come on! Be a good sport!”

“Fine, fine.” He playfully sighs. “But, I will let you know that I'm quitting my job soon, too.”

“Really??” She asks. “And doing what??”

“It's a surprise,” he mocks with a smile.

“You better be glad it's a lovely evening, Leon.” She snorts, sipping her drink as he snickers at her expression.

“Not so funny when the shoe’s on the other foot, huh?”

“Keep it up,” she nods, unable to stop the laugh from coming out.

“Okay, okay! But, I do have one more surprise I can share with you.”

“What is it?”

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Zora stomps excitedly in her heels as Leon guides her into their hotel room.

“This blindfold is killing me!” She squeals, making him laugh.

“Okay, okay,” he fiddles with the knot, making her stomp again, her giggles filling his ears.

“Happy Valentine's Day!”

Her wide eyes stare at every girl's dream. The decorated hotel room. And boy was it decked out for his favorite lady.

Oranges of every hue in the room, from the arrangement of cosmos and poppies, many balloons littering the ceiling, homemade cake all the way down to champagne flutes.

“Oh my god…” is all she's able to get out as she takes it all in.

“You l-like it?” He asks, feeling his nerves kick in.

“I love it, babe!” She throws her hands up, turning to face him with glossy eyes, to which he smiles brightly.

“Oh, come here, my big baby,” he chuckles, pulling her into his arms, careful not to smear her makeup.

“I'm glad I didn't do a full face now!” She laughs, the sound muffled by his chest. He joins in the laughter.

Pulling away a bit, they stare back at each other, bursting into more laughter.

“You're goofy,” he pokes fun at her.

“You're goofy,” she pokes back, actually poking him in his side.

“You started it,”

“What are we, fifteen?” She laughs, again.

“No, of course not. We're newly legal, apparently.” He playfully scoffs. “Haven't had that many shots since my college days, honestly.”

“Me, either. I'm praying we don't have hangovers in the morning.”

“You know I'm stocked up on aspirin and water, don't worry your pretty little head!” He places a kiss on the crown of her curly mane.

She felt precious all day long. Those butterflies just kept on multiplying, and now she felt like she was gonna explode.

Unwrapping her arms from him, she grabs his face to pull him down to her level, kissing him deeply.

His long arms completely cage her in, holding her up as he slightly dips them, getting drunk on her lips now, too.

Tongues tangling together, the promise of a night of bliss being spoken between them.

Pulling away, Zora’s chest heaves up and down as she stares up at Leon, who's just as breathless.

“I've got a surprise for you,” she lowly speaks, trailing a finger down the middle of his button-up shirt.

“Yeah? I must need to sit down for this.”

“Unless you wanna fall to your knees.” She quips, making him raise his eyebrows.

With that, she grabs her bag from the counter by the door and disappears into the room to change.

Carefully stepping out of the prettiest dress ever, she shimmies into the orange lingerie she'd fallen in love with, fighting the urge to squeal at how sexy she felt and looked!

Leon was gonna freak!

Adjusting her garters, she grabs the matching satin robe to hide such a set, and heads back out to where her beau is patiently waiting.

His smirk makes her insides clench. She strides over to him, stopping right in front, reaching out to rest her shaky hands on his broad shoulders.

“What's up under here, huh?” He asks, his long fingers fiddling with the knot on her robe.

“Untie it and find out.” She winks.

Doing just that and letting it fall open, he blows out a breath that makes her clench all over again.

“Mmm… all this for me?” He asks, reaching out to touch her anyway, gripping her thick hips, his sweet lips peck her belly and make her giggle.

“Yes, all for you, baby.”

“What a lucky man I am.”

Reaching up to push the silk away from her body, his hands roam back over her curves, kneading and groping as she bites into her lip.

“All for me.”

Standing to his feet, he picks her up and carries her into her their room, kicking the door closed. He drops her on the bed before climbing on top of her.

Her laughter fills his ears as he kisses all over her face, big hands tickling her sides.

“Stop” at different octaves came out of her as she flailed underneath him, slapping at his hands.

“Babe!” She squeals as he finally lets up the tickling, but not the kissing.

Laughter melts into moans, his kisses getting wetter the lower they get, traveling over to her thighs for a nibble in between.

Her garters are pulled at with his teeth before he spreads her legs wider, running a finger over her damp panties.

He watches as she bites her lip in anticipation. He smirks, continuing to tease her.

“You look so good like this,” his finger presses harder, earning a moan from her, “there it is, baby. Don't be shy.”

Her head falls back against the bed, and his free hand finds her neck, another moan leaving her.

Pulling her panties to the side, he whistles at the string of arousal clinging to them. Her head lifts back up and the look on his face makes her clench.

“So fucking wet,” his tongue swipes up her slit, sending her eyes back, her hands coming up to cradle his face as he continues the action.

“Oh my.. oh— oh my,”

His teasing humming puts a smile on her stuttering lips as he starts pulling that first nut to the surface.

“I'm gonna cum!” She pulls his hair, smushing his face against her, losing her mind when he wags it.

Not letting her recover, he makes her cum once again, her thighs beginning to shake in his hold.

“Baby, please..” she moans, softly rolling her hips against his face.

“Mmmm,” his humming sends shocks through her, his hands rubbing her sides.

In a flash, he's right where she needs him, deep inside, rocking against that spot so nicely.

“Look at that,” he mumbles, making their heavy gazes move down to where they join and rejoin again, those gushy noises are music to their ears.

“Feels so good,” she whispers.

His eyes dance back up her face and stay, as his heavy strokes land right into her spot.

“Say it again,” he says.

Like clockwork, she looks up at him, further melting and quaking as his brown eyes stare back.

“Mmmm, so fucking good!” She moans a little louder, earning a smirk from him.

Her pouty lips mouthing such sweet filth, as the man of her very dreams rocks her world.

“Fuck, baby,” her grip on him was beginning to loosen as he continued to fuck her into the mattress.

“Mmhm,” he moans, placing his hand at her chin and his thumb right at her bottom lip.

A faded smile appears on their faces as his thumb makes its way between her lips, coming in contact with her warm tongue and making his eyes roll like they did when he first slid inside.

“Mmmfuhh,” she whimpers around his thumb, feeling her thighs begin to burn.

“You cummin’,” he mumbles, removing his thumb to rub her clit, “let it out, baby.”

Her hands find his face, cupping his cheeks as her mouth drops open at the feeling brewing in her gut.

“Oh my god,” she gasps harshly, losing the rest of her oxygen as he swallows it in a kiss.

Pulling away, their lips retouch as he gets closer and closer to tossing her off the deep end.

“Just like that,” she nods fervently, “don’t stop.. don’t fucking stop.”

“Gimme that shit, babe..”

His hand slides to her throat, gripping tight. His other gripping into the sheets, as he’s close to the edge himself.

“Oh shit,” she moans, immediately feeling the air get sucked out of her lungs as her orgasm rocks through her like a heavy wave.

“I love you,” he groans, his own peak crashing toward him, sending him collapsing on top of her. Her giggles tickle his skin.

“I love you too, baby,” she sighs, her body twitching underneath his own.

“Catch your breath, cause I'm not done.” She whispers, kissing every inch of skin in her reach.

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[lovelykil]

DUDE…. Kyle and Stan reacting to there S/O asking for hand pics… (I have a rlly weird fucking hand fetish, my bad 😭)

─Headcanons─

kyle & stan x reader older ver.

hc; asking for hand pics

cw; none

note; HELPP no cs me too......... ermm anyway 😊 ⤵

Kyle—

omg his hands are pale, nice, and slender

Big but not too much, and they are surprisingly soft.

I say surprisingly because he plays basketball.

You'd think they're maybe rough.. they are– he just uses lotion to make his hands soft to the touch

Makes him feel better and clean

Anyway

You LOVEE his hands you sometimes just admire them as he helps you with homework.

Your gaze was drawn as he moved the pencil across the paper, his hand guiding the tool. Some veins faintly appeared as he did so.

You couldn't help but imagine what he could do with them right now if he wasn't blabbering about math homework.

Alright now the GOOD STUFF

As any other person who was just asked if they can send hand pics, he is very much flabbergasted.

He was just writing an essay for his English class when he saw the text, he was so CONFUSED and concerned.

disclaimer I didn't know what the hell to do for usernames so matching it was 🤦🏾‍♀️

He stared at his phone like

'😧' and then '🤨'

Why do you want a hand pic???

For what reason would you send that for 😭??

Well..

He got his answer ☠️

His face IMMEDIATELY went red, setting down his phone to process this situation.

It took like 2 minutes for him to calm down before he took a breather and grabbed back his phone.

He opened his camera and set his hand on his desk, trying to figure out a good camera angle.

I don't know why but bro was stressing

But he finally got a pic he was sorta okay about 🫶🏾

His brain process during this was just all like

what the hell

Why

Why

No I don't like this angle, how about this way

My hand looks stupid she's gonna hate it :(

WHY IS SHE EVEN INTO THIS ANYWAY

I am dating a weirdo.

Anyway he opened back your chat and sent it after a few uncertain seconds.

BARKBARKVAK4KEKKEES

okay sorry, that is literally how I see his hands

so yummy 🤤

After that text message sent, he set that phone down so fast.. and immediately went to type back on his laptop again.

He wasn't too crazy about this request though nothing would compare to when you asked for that whimper audio from him.

He still thinks about it till this day, wanting to die inside

It's okay tho cause you were happy :3

anyway on your end when you saw his notification pop up, you clicked on it FAST

thirsty ass mf

The way you grinned so hard was insane, you were kicking your feet and giggling when you clicked on the photo.

You saved it to your camera roll to add to the rest of the hand pics you secretly had of Kyle..

He doesn't know about this and never will

You went back to your messages with him and texted back

something is purring

and it is not a cat.

Stan—

He wears rings (ohohohoo)

His hands are rough and have calluses from playing his guitar.

Not too rough though just a neutral rough if that even makes sense

When you guys hang out he sometimes likes playing for you

SOMETIMES.

he's a lil shy, he practices alot to play for you so he doesn't look like an idiot.

Sooo that's why his hands are so rough. But you kinda liked it anyway?

The way his chipped black nail-polished fingers strummed his guitar made your stomach do the thing.

Plus his sliver and black rings?

Oh god

It's just the way he glides his fingers tbh I swear

Like play with me like the way you play your guitar 🫤!!

☠️

anywho

Stan was laying in bed, scrolling on TikTok

The usual when he can't sleep and you were already asleep.

Well he thought you were asleep, you sent him a gn text??? But he received a text message 20 minutes later

He's in a little blushy blushy mess now.

What will he do? Send the pic so his gf can rest peacefully? If you said yes...

WRONGG

I'm jk

Idk kinda almost chill wit it? But he definitely felt a little vomit come up in his throat from you thinking of him.

I mean he cares a little like why would you ask that 😭

But it's late so he doesn't really question it

In the pitch dark he snapped a photo of his hand, checked to see if it looked decent then sent his pic.

His rings were off in his 1 😞

but nonetheless you smiled hard, when you saw the picture

Something about his hands screamed

LOSERR that or I just have a problem

but in a hot way ofc, he's a loser but your loser

You giggled like a whore, getting yourself comfortable on your bed.

You then replied back

😭😭

[graneymar]

Hi me again 😁

Could I request Neymar x reader

In there early 20's

Neymar and his sister "fighting" over who is going to lay on readers chest on the beach and Neymar won. Reader playing with his hair while he is smirking at his sister 🌹🌹

#6. NEYMAR: BEACHDAY

SUMMARY: above

WARNINGS: none

PAIRING: Neymar x fem!reader

Neymar and I were together for two years now. Since Neymar was on summer break we visited his family in Brasil. It wasn’t the first time we went there together. Luckily, I got along with his family. They all seemed to love me and I was only positive about them aswell. In fact, Rafaella, Neymars sister, became one of my closest friends.

The three of us were currently at the beach, already pretty exhausted when I decided to lay down and enjoy the sun. Rafaella dropped herself right next to me while Neymar still was in the water. "The only thing I hate about beaches is that they’re so uncomfortable", she mumbled as she somehow tried to position herself. "God, just lay down finally", I giggled watching her. She looked at me for a second before she turned around and placed her head onto my chest. "Much better", she sighed, "Damn, your boobs are softer than the pillows in my bed." I laughed. "For real, I'm not joking", she added.

A few minutes later Neymar finally got out of the water and laid down next to me. "Is she sleeping?", he asked pointing as his sister. Her phone fell next to her and her breathing got slower. "I think so", I grinned. "No", Rafaella mumbled quietly, not even able to open her eyes. "Well, then you better move, 'cause that’s my place", Neymar said, softly pushing her head. She grabbed his hands, "No way. Have you ever slept on those boobs? I swear it’s amazing." Neymar kept pushing her away from me and she tried to stop him whenever he did so. Finally, he got up and walked up to her. I knew what would happen. He tried to hold back his laugh, but bursted out as soon as he went down and began tickling her. "Stop Neymar, stop", she screamed out. Still, she somehow managed to keep her head on my chest, even though she was protecting herself with hands and feet. Neymar groaned as he got back up again and looked at his sister, shaking his head. "I gave you a chance Rafa, you left me no choice", was all he said before he grapped her legs and dragged her down from me, right into the sand. While she was collecting herself, he quickly ran up to me and filled the place she was in a few seconds ago. Rafaella shot him an angry glare while she cleaned her long curls from the dirt. All I did was laugh at them the entire team. "Sorry sis, I won", he smirked as I played with his hair and placed a short kiss on his forehead. "You'll regret this Neymar, I promise you", she muttered, kicking his feet.

[phr3ia]

Love Game (Toji Fushiguro x Fem!Reader) [Chapter 15 : Mood Swings V.2]

A/N : Hey guys!  This is the final version of this chapter.  The last one was kinda "meh", and I felt like it was too cheesy.  I just didn't dig it, so I rewrote the whole thing...I also don't want to give Suguru more screentime in the future because obviously it's an x Toji fanfic 🥺✨...

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You kicked off your heels, letting out a sigh of relief as your feet finally got some much-needed freedom. You tossed your bag onto the couch and your file case onto the coffee table, as you made your way to the kitchen to pour yourself a glass of wine. You took a sip, savoring the taste as you closed your eyes, letting the tension of the day melt away.

You took another sip of your wine, before setting the glass down on the counter. You picked up your phone, scrolling through your contacts until you found Toji's number. You pressed call, putting the phone to your ear as you waited for him to answer.

Ring. Ring. Ring.

No answer.

You frowned, hanging up and trying again. Still no answer. You sighed, "Where the hell is that guy?" you muttered to yourself.

You poured yourself another glass of wine, trying to push the thought of Toji out of your mind. You chewed on your lower lip, debating whether or not to call him again. Finally, you gave in, dialing his number for the third time.

Still no answer.

"Fine. If he wants to be alone and not answer his phone, then I guess I'll just have to make dinner for one."

You hummed to yourself as you chopped vegetables, swaying slightly as you moved. You took another sip of your wine, feeling the alcohol warm your cheeks. "I wonder what Toji likes to eat..." you mused aloud, adding more vegetables to the pan than necessary.

You stumbled slightly as you reached for the salt, catching yourself on the countertop. "Whoops!" you giggled, taking another sip of wine. "Maybe I should slow down..."

But you didn't. Instead, you poured yourself another glass, dancing around the kitchen as you cooked. You sang loudly, off-key, not caring who heard you. You were having fun, and that was all that mattered.

Finally, the food was ready. You dished it up, placing one plate on the table and carrying the other to Toji's bedroom. "Dinner's ready, Toji!" you called out, knocking on his door. "Or at least, it would be if you were here..." you muttered, taking another sip of wine. "Gosh, I ended up making dinner for two!" you giggled.

You sat down on his bed, looking around the room. It was sparse, just like Toji. No personal touches, no decorations. Just a bed, a dresser, and a closet full of weird things and condoms. You shook your head, smiling to yourself. " Typical Toji."

You ate your dinner, drinking more wine as you went. By the time you were finished, you were feeling quite tipsy. You lay back on Toji's bed, closing your eyes. "Just a little nap..." you murmured.

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[13 minutes later]

Toji unlocked the front door, pushing it open with a sigh. He had spent the entire day trying to distract himself, trying to forget about you and Suguru. But no matter what he did, he couldn't shake the feeling of jealousy from his chest.

He kicked off his shoes, tossing his keys onto the counter. He headed towards his bedroom, but as he opened the door, he froze in place.

There you were, sprawled out on his bed, with your eyes closed. Your hair was fanned out around you, your lips slightly parted as you breathed softly. An empty wine bottle sat on the bedside table, along with an empty glass.

Toji stood there for a moment, just watching you. He didn't know why, but the sight of you in his bed made his heart pound inside his chest. He took a step closer, reaching out to brush a strand of hair away from your face. He then sat down on the edge of the bed, looking down at you. He didn't know what to think, what to feel. All he knew was that he didn't want to move, didn't want to leave you. Not yet.

He reached out, tracing the curve of your jaw with his fingertips. You sighed softly, nuzzling into his touch. Toji's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly pulled his hand away, standing up abruptly.

"No." he muttered to himself, shaking his head. "This is stupid." he silently exclaimed to himself, staring at you.

You opened your eyes, blinking blearily as you looked around the room. "No, what?" you asked, sitting up slowly.  "I wasn't sleeping." you said,  "I was just...resting my eyes. They felt heavy."

You saw him standing beside the bed, looking at you with a strange expression on his face. "Hey." you said, waving at him. "I made dinner for you. Well, I meant to, anyway."

You swung your legs over the side of the bed, standing up on wobbly knees. "Want some? I made plenty. Although, I might have added a little too much wine to the sauce..."

Toji took a step back, his eyes widening slightly. "Shit, you were awake the whole time? I-I didn't mean to uh-....I was just...checking on you." He ran a hand through his hair, looking uncomfortable. "

He cleared his throat, avoiding your gaze. "How much did you drink, anyway? You seem...awefully tipsy."

You giggled, "Oh, I dunno. A lot, I think." You stood up, wobbling slightly. "Whoops!" you laughed, grabbing onto Toji's arm for support

Toji tensed, looking even more nervous. "Careful." he muttered, helping you stay upright. "You shouldn't be drinking so much. It's not safe."

You pouted, looking up at him with big, drunken eyes. "Aw, why not? It makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside." You leaned into him, resting your head on his shoulder. "Don't you like it when I'm all warm and fuzzy, Toji?"

You giggled, tightening your grip on Toji's arm. "Come on, Toji. Don't be such a party pooper." You tugged on his arm, trying to pull him down onto the bed with you.

Toji resisted at first, looking uncertain. "What are you doi-"

But you cut him off, using all your strength (which admittedly wasn't much) to yank him down onto the mattress. He landed on top of you with a grunt, his eyes wide with surprise.

You grinned up at him, wrapping your arms around his shoulders. "There, that's better." You locked your legs around his waist, trapping him in place. "Now, look at me, Toji." You commanded, tilting up his chin to meet your gaze.

Toji stared down at you, his eyes searching yours. "What are yo-"

But you didn't let him finish. You suddenly pushed him down, flipping yourselves over so that you were straddling him instead. Toji let out a surprised noise, his hands gripping your hips as he looked up at you in shock.

You smirked down at him, running your fingers through his hair. "I like it when you look at me."

You pushed your hips against him, feeling him harden beneath you. You smirked, leaning down until your lips were brushing against his ear. "Well, well, well. Look what we have here." You purred,  "Always so eager, aren't you, Toji? Tell me, does this happen every time you're around a woman?"

You leaned back, causing him to groan. "And don't lie to me, either. I'm not dumb, Toji. I can see it in your eyes. You want me. So, tell me, have you ever fantasized about me? About this?"

You trailed your fingers down his chest, stopping just above the waistband of his jeans. "I won't tell anyone, I promise. I just want to know."

Toji grabbed your hips, pressing it down further onto him. You gasped, your eyes fluttering closed as you moaned loudly. Despite the clothes, Toji could tell how wet you are down there at the moment.

But then, he suddenly stopped, and pushed you gently off of him. You landed on the bed beside him, looking dazed and confused. Toji sat up, and sighed.

"You're playing with fire." he said, his voice stern. "And you're drunk. You don't know what you're doing."

You blinked, looking up at him with a frown. "What do you mean, I don't know what I'm doing? Of course I do-" You paused, swaying slightly as you tried to stand up. "Okay, maybe not. I am a little...wine-y, and I probably won't remember anything by morning..."

You giggled, covering your mouth with your hand. "Oops. Did I say that out loud? Silly me." You shook your head, trying to clear it. "Anyway, I should go. Before I do something...stupid..."

You stood up, still wobbling. Toji reached out to steady you, but you waved him off. "I'm fine, I'm fine. I just need to...go to bed.."

You took a step towards the door, then suddenly turned back to Toji. Without warning, you leaned in and pressed a quick, clumsy kiss to his cheek. "Night, Toji." you slurred, before turning and stumbling out of the room, leaving him staring after you in shock.

Toji stood rooted to the spot, his hand still raised where he'd tried to steady you. His heart was pounding relentlessly, his mind racing. "What the fuck just happened?"

He collapsed onto the bed, burying his face in his hands. "Goddammit." he muttered, his voice muffled. He felt frustrated, and angry. At you, for making him feel this way. At himself, for not being able to stay mad at you. "Why does she always manage to turn everything upside down?"

He lay back on the bed, staring up at the ceiling. "I need answers. I need to figure out why I feel this way. Why she makes me feel this way. And I need to find a way to stop it. Before it drives me crazy."

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End Of Chapter 15 🥀....

@meowforluv @miizuzu @geniejunn @scorpiosugar

[nvtstvrns]

𝕒 𝕞𝕖𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕒𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕡𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕪

Matt x female reader (part one in a series)

𝚃𝚆: drug use (weed, alcohol), hook up, party

𝙰/𝙽: thank you for liking all of my fanfictions 🤭 y’all make me giggle and kick my feet every time I get a tumblr notification.

𝒮𝓊𝓂𝓂𝒶𝓇𝓇𝓎: you are best friends with the triplets, you live with them, but you’re also really close friends with Tara Yummy, she invited you and the triplets to her birthday party and you kindly accepted. But what happens when you get way too high and your closest friend is touching you in ways you never thought would happen?

I was sitting on Matt’s bed while he played Fortnite with Chris who was downstairs. They were twitch streaming.

I was trying to block out their constant screaming so I was texting Tara.

I smile when I read that last message. When I met Tara last year she was so sweet and welcoming. I was just trying to make some of my own friends rather than always being stuck with the triplets.

I stayed on my phone until Chris walks into Matt’s bedroom to wrap up the stream.

“y/n.” Chris says looking back at me.

“Y/n?…y/n…y/n…y/n…y/n y/n y/n.” He says continuously.

“What Chris?” I say looking up from my phone finally. Chris was staring into my soul.

“Say goodbye to the stream.” He says.

I wave my hand towards the camera and I look down at my phone again. I hear them do their outro and then I finally sit up in Matt’s bed. The only reason I wouldn’t sit up when they were asking me to, was because I wasn’t wearing a shirt. I was only in my push up bra.

“We’re going to Tara’s birthday tomorrow, I don’t care what you say Matt.” I say walking into his closet and pulling out one of his hoodies. I put it on and then sit in a chair next to him. He smiles at me in his hoodie.

“She just texted me about that.” He says stretching in his chair. I look at Chris and then at Matt.

“Come with me? I don’t want to take an Uber to her house, and I also don’t want to be attached at her hip while she talks to everyone because…you know Tara.” I say rambling on. After a minute Nick walks into Matt’s bedroom.

“What are we talking about?” Nick asks.

“Tara’s birthday,” I say. “I’m trying to convince Matt to go, but I don’t know if I’m getting anywhere.” I say with a fake pout on my face. I convinced Nick and Chris to start begging with me.

“Fine. I’ll go for a little bit to have some fun.” Matt says rolling his eyes.

My eyes go wide and I scream. “We’re gonna get him out of the house for once!!!” I say jumping up and down with Chris and Nick. We all laugh and Matt tells us to quiet down.

later that night, I was laying in Matt’s bed while he was sleeping. I don’t have my own room so I usually sleep with one of them randomly. Tonight I chose Matt. I was texting with Tara again.

I smiled. I absolutely loved Tara, she was always so sweet to me and she always made me feel so confident about myself.

I put my phone on the charger and then I turned around so I was facing Matt. He was on his phone facing me.

“Whatcha watching?” I ask him sneaking my head between his arms that were holding his phone up. I glance at his phone and realize he’s on TikTok.

“I wanna watch the edits of you,” I say giggling and reaching for his phone. He groans.

“I don’t want to watch those, so no.” He says pulling his phone away from me. I smile and let my hands fall down hitting the mattress with a small thump.

“Thanks for agreeing to go to Tara’s party tomorrow. I love having you with me when we go places, you’re my best friend and you make me feel safe,” I say as a ruffle his hair playfully.

“Yeah, yeah, you’re my best friend too.” He says as he shoves me away from him. I almost fall off the bed and we both break out into laughter.

“Alright get some sleep love, we can talk in the morning.” He says as he turns around. I loved that nickname that he would use for me ‘love’ He always called me that. Usually couples call each other love, but he does it as an inside joke, and I’m all here for it.

“Goodnight.” I say as I nestle my head into the pillow falling off into a deep sleep.

When I wake up the next morning Matt is still sleeping beside me, that wasn’t abnormal though, usually I was the first one up in the house, it had become a weird pattern every single day. I was up first and the first thing I would do is take a shower, while I’m drying off and putting on lotion and stuff Matt wakes up and passes the bathroom. Then he starts making his breakfast, I’ll go into the kitchen make my breakfast and eat it sitting next to Matt, then it’s Nick who goes straight to the bathroom, and then Chris who does something stupid or he just automatically has this weird burst of energy and he’s ready for the day.

I get my towels and I get in the shower. My favorite thing in the world was showers. I loved hot showers so much. The hot water would help me relax my muscles and release all of my anxiety. I took a deep breath and I started to wash my body and hair.

I stayed in the shower for a good hour today. Usually I take half an hour showers, but today I really needed it. I love hanging out with Tara and going to parties because I always enjoy it once I get there, but before them I’m so anxious about having to talk to people and carry conversations. My social anxiety needs to leave me alone.

I finally step out of the bathroom and I see Matt and Nick sitting on the couch with their breakfast. I pour myself a bowl of fruity pebbles and sit down next to Matt.

“you slept with me all night, sit next to Nick.” Matt says pushing me gently.

“Bro, I’m just tryna eat my breakfast.” I say as I take another bite of my cereal. Nick pats the seat next to him, “come here babe.”

Once Chris is up I could tell he’s excited for Tara’s party today. I found it funny the way he was dancing around and singing songs.

It was around 9pm and the party started at 10:30 so I started to get ready. I shaved everywhere and then put on my swimsuit, putting my clothes over it. I started to do my makeup, glitter eyeshadow being my best friend at the moment. Once I was fully ready I stepped out of the bathroom and did a little spinny spin for the boys.

“Whatcha think?” I ask holding my hands out showing off the whole outfit.

“I can see the strings from your swimsuit bottoms and I don’t know whether to tell you to put a different swimsuit on or call you hot as fuck.” Chris says eyeing you up and down. “Platonically of course.” I look at him and I grin and roll my eyes. Sometimes they had a weird protective side to them.

“Brother that’s not the kind of compliment she was looking for, the tights are a w love.” Matt says smiling and poking her shoulder.

“I feel like because I am a homosexual I can tell her what she wants to hear, you are literally DEVOURING this outfit, and the bikini because I know which one you’re wearing is so cute on you, you look amazing sweetheart.” Nick says smiling.

“Thank you guys so much.” I say as Nick grabs my hand and we all walk out to the car.

We arrive at the party and we can already hear loud music, I had texted Tara 5 minutes ago to let her know we were here and there she was walking out of the house and running to me.

“Y/N!!!!” She screams as she jumps into my arms wrapping her legs around my waist. Were the same height so this is definitely hard for me. I spin her around and then put her down.

“Happy fucking birthday Tara.” I say fixing her hair.

“international Tara Yummy day.” She says and she smiles.

“Hey, where’s my sticker?” I ask her looking at the white "𝙸 ♡ 𝚃𝙰𝚁𝙰 𝚈𝚄𝙼𝙼𝚈" sticker that was on her waist. Her face lights up and she pulls one out of her bag. I hold out my arms and let her put the sticker wherever she wants. She places it right on my left boob.

She looks behind me and finally sees the boys emerging out of their car.

“Took ya long enough.” Tara says as she hugs each of them. They nod and then we’re all walking inside.

I talk to people before getting any drinks, Jake, Johnny, Sam, Colby, Quen, and Larray were the people I was talking to. I loved each and every one of them so much. I mostly stayed by Tara and when she sat down on a couch as a joint was being passed around, I joined in, it’s been a minute since I’ve smoked a joint but I needed to do it tonight. Matt sits next to me and he asks for a hit of it, I nod my head holding it between my fingers and I blow the smoke out of my lungs and cough.

I’m a very weed sensitive person so usually one gets me high. But I took more than one. I felt high out of my fucking mind.

“Tara wanna go swim?” I ask her not noticing that I was leaning fully on Matt,

“YES!” She says and she pulls off her dress showing her swimsuit, and I do the same. Matt eyes me up and down in the swimsuit and I see him shift in his seat.

Tara and I get in the pool together and we sit there for a while drinking cocktails. we talked for a while about random things, she did most of the talking and I was feeling myself start to get kind of tipsy.

“Hey wanna go and smoke a joint?” She asks as she takes the last sip of her cocktail. I nod and she grabs my hand leading me out of the pool. When I pass Matt I grab his hand and pull him along with me, and Chris and Nick obviously follow. We all sit down on the big couch and I watch Tara roll the joint. She takes a hit and then gives it to me. I take a long drag and hold it in. I pass it to Matt and to my surprise he actually takes a hit, I wasn’t expecting him to.

“Oh okay Matt!!” I say grinning.

After a while my head was spinning. The effect of the weed and the alcohol. I stood up and stretched and I felt Matt’s hands grab my waist and he pulled me back down.

“Where are your clothes?” He asks looking at my swimsuit.

“They’re out where we were sitting by the pool.” I say as I lay down on the couch. I watch him walk away. I listen to the music closing my eyes that I could barely keep open. I feel Matt’s hand tap my shoulder and I sit up.

“Here put them on.” He says throwing me my clothes. I catch them and then he throws me my phone.

“Thanks.” I say quietly. He sits across from me as I put my clothes back on.

“You put your fucking shirt on inside out,” he says as he stands up and pulls your shirt off and then flips it the right way pulling it back on me. I felt my knees go weak. The way he pulled off my shirt so aggressively was actually hot. I stood there for a few seconds just watching him. That’s when he picked me up and started carrying me out to his car.

Once we got in the car it felt animalistic the way we were tearing each other’s clothes off as quick as possible. Aggressive and sloppy kisses were planted on my lips as he laid me down in the back of his car.

“Matt…” I moan softly…

Thanks for reading guys. I changed my mind on this fanfiction too many times. I’m gonna split it up so it’s not crazy long.

[meyobee]

How would the brothers react to you hiding you’re phone from them?

Older brother edition

Lucifer

When he walked into his room he say you laying on his bed.

You had been kicking your feet and giggling to yourself.

He assumed one of his brothers sent you something.

Until, he walked towards you and saw you blushed.

You look at him and hid your phone under you.

He was never one to invade your space especially by going through you’re phone.

But you’d never hid your phone before.

“What was that” he asked, all expression gone from his face.

Before you had time to answer, he swiped the phone from under you.

You changed your passcode?

At this point he is thinking the worse.

Are you cheating on him? The Avatar of Pride himself??

He was enraged at this point.

He gave you one chance to explain yourself.

If it was a joke you’d better fes up before something serious happened.

You unlocked you’re phone only for him to see a picture of you wrapped around his arms while he was sleeping.

He could he your face peeking at the bottom of the picture.

You had been giggling at him sleeping?

He gave the most puzzled look.

You reassured him that you were admiring his beauty, even if he was drooling.

Mammon

You were waiting for him to finish up in the classroom.

Just as he was about to leave the class he heard you giggle.

Cute he thought.

You were facing the door allowing him to see your screen… or so he thought.

You have a blackout screen?

“Um Mc when’d ya get that thingy”

You ask him what thingy?

He shakes it off as nothing maybe you’ve always had that.

He’s walking you back home until you stop to type something and he tries to peer over at your screen but you hold your phone to your chest.

Something about privacy.

He stood quiet the way home.

Could you really be cheating , he thought the entire day.

He was quite at dinner, and went to sleep alone that night.

In the morning it didn’t feel right not having you by him but he didn’t know how to approach you.

Eventually you approached him.

He was silent.

“Are you cheating on me?”

His crooked voice broke the atmosphere.

“Ya been hiding your phone from me, not talkin to me or anything, if ya are I just hope you’re happy”

You quiet pulling out you’re phone to show him what you’ve been doing.

Planning a party? A birthday party? His birthday party.

He forgot his birthday was next week.

You had been trying to get everything in order before hand.

He cried in your arms and said sorry for saying that.

Levi

It was any other day like usual, joining him while he played games.

He had left to use the bathroom, leaving you in charge of the game.

You had beat the level and was waiting for him.

When he comes back he say you look at the door quickly before closing a tab.

He gave a very confused look.

Maybe you open an ad you didn’t mean to? He was hoping anyway.

He kept thinking about that tab though.

Even long after you left, he decided to try and revisit the tab.

But no, you deleted it.

He spent all night trying to find what you were hiding.

He didn’t confront you until a week later.

He ruled out all other opinions.

And when you rule out the impossible that only things that left is the truth.

He didn’t feel nervous of shy.

Now he was angry.

How could you?

After everything he did for you.

He slammed the computer on the table where you were seated.

“Mc I want to know what was so important that you had to delete the tab?”

This wasn’t like his usual self.

You gave him a grin and just about as he was going ti say something about laughing at a time like this-

You showed him a very rare Ruri-Chan figure. Under it is said purchased.

You explained that it was a surprise gift.

He immediately sank to his knees asking if you’ll ever forgive him?

A/n: Levi’s part isn’t a phone but wtv. And I’m restarting with this new account so all reblogs/comments/likes are very appreciated!!!🩵

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[buckybuckyboo]

Mother Nature

Summary: Mother nature comes knocking.

Bucky x female reader

Word count: 1,071

A/N: I DO NOT give permission for my work to be copied, translated or posted on other sites. All mistakes are my own. Feedback is always welcome and I'd love to hear what you think!.

Warning: Bucky is super sweet. Periods. Blood.

Bucky left early in the morning to meet with the team at the tower. He quickly turned his alarm off, rolling back to you wrapping his arms around you and kissing your neck.

"I'll be home as early as I can baby" He whispers as he peppers kisses along your neck. Turning to face him and kissing him softly.

"Okay baby, just be careful okay? Tell everyone I say hi"

"Of course, my love, go back to sleep"

He kisses you once more before getting out of bed and wrapping the covers around you. You moved over laying on his pillow and breathing in his scent. The last thing you remember is hearing the shower turn on before you fell back asleep. Bucky showered, got dressed, and made some coffee to take to work with him. You wake up again at around 9 am to use the bathroom and realize you had gotten your period.

"Oh yey," You say sarcastically. Grabbing a pad from the cupboard under the sink and headed back into bed for another hour. A period always allows another hour in bed! When you wake up again at 10 pm you felt like you had been kicked repeatedly in the stomach. All you could do was roll into a ball and cry. Bucky always calls you at lunchtime just to check in but you didn't answer the phone. You just couldn't move. Bucky just thought you were busy so he rang back again about 20 minutes later but there was still no answer. He started to worry. He told Steve he needed to leave and Steve said he would cover for him if Tiny asked. He rushed home calling out for you when he opened the front door but there was no answer from you.

He ran up to the bedroom and you weren't there.

"Y/N??!!"

"In here Bucky"

He heard you call from the bathroom. He walked up to the door and opened it, seeing you sitting in front of the toilet.

"Baby, what's wrong?"

"Got my special monthly gift this morning. What are you doing at home?"

"You didn't answer your phone and I got worried. I'll be right back. I'm gonna call Steve and tell him I'm taking the rest of the day off"

"No baby, you don't have to"

"Shh, I can't leave you like this, I'll be right back."

"Okay, not like I can move anyway" You chuckle.

Bucky leaves the bathroom to make his call. You sit on the floor trying to control your breathing. Bucky comes back moments later and effortlessly lifts you off the floor and carries you back to the bed.

"You try to relax baby girl, I'm gonna take good care of you"

You curl up into a ball again hugging Bucky's pillow. He comes back about 5 minutes later, picking you up again and carrying you into the bathroom where you see that he had a bath ready for you. He's got the room a little dark to help with your headache and has some candles lit.

"Aw, Bucky! Thank you" You kiss his cheek. He smiles back at you and sits you on the counter slipping your shirt off and your bra.

"Can you stand for a minute baby?"

Sliding back down off the counter and he slips your sleep shorts and underwear off. He wraps his arm around your back walking you to the bath.

"I'm sorry Bucky"

"Shh baby don't be worrying okay I just wanna help make you feel better"

"I know Bucky but I should -"

"No, stop right there, all you have to do is let me look after you"

"Bucky, I love you so much" Kissing him sweetly. He picks you up and gently places you into the nice warm water. You can feel the hot water already relaxing your muscles. Bucky brings you a cold washcloth to put over your forehead. He doesn't leave your side, he knows you don't feel like talking so he just gently washes you, massaging your feet and your shoulders.

"Mmm feels so good baby, I feel like a princess" You giggle.

"You are a princess! You're my princess"

The smile on his face was huge, you knew how much he loved you.

"Do you wanna get out yet?

"I don't want to but the water is getting cold" You chuckle.

He goes and grabs you a big warm towel, he holds it out for you to step into and he wraps you up in it. It felt so warm and nice. He drys you off gently and he shows you that he's left some fresh PJ's out for you.

Once you were dressed he picked you up again carrying you back to the bedroom.

"Thank you, baby, I already feel a little better"

"Good! I'm so glad my love"

Laying you down on the bed and pulling the covers over you.

"Do you wanna try to sleep a little? Or would you like to watch a movie?"

"I think I'll try to watch a movie. Are you not staying with me?"

"Oh of course! I just wanna get some stuff downstairs first"

He smiles kissing your cheek. You settle down in bed deciding on what to watch while Bucky was downstairs. He arrives back with his arms full of snacks, making you giggle.

"Baby, I appreciate it but I'm not hungry"

"That's okay baby, if you feel hungry you've got some snacks. I also brought you up a heat pack"

"Oh thank you so much, baby! Just what I needed"

Bucky leaves all the snacks down in your reach and pulls the covers back "Show me where to put the heat pack baby"

You smile caressing his face. Pull up your shirt and roll down the top of your pajamas to help him place the heat pack. He leans in kissing around your stomach area, running your fingers through his hair. "Thank you, baby"

"You don't have to thank me, baby, I just wanna help make you feel better"

You pull his face to yours to kiss him softly and look into his eyes.

"Thank you Bucky, I feel so much better"

He smiles kissing you again then slips in beside you in bed as you start the movie. He wraps his arm around you pulling you closer to him.

"If you need anything just let me know okay"

"Okay baby" He smile

[yourtouchismidas]

IM BEGGING for a ruin blurb about a lazy and chill sunday morning, the girls one per one sneak into their parents bed until Matty realizes every single one was there. Of course Matty woke up with the first one but he totally allowed it and tried not to wake his partner until it was almost impossible because of the silent giggling and whispers.

Pls that would be soooo cute <3

the sun is streaming in through the soft white curtains, the window open from the heat last night letting in a cool breeze. matty has woken up once to settle one of the twins about an hour ago and is now falling in an out of a light sleep whereas you are sleeping deeply next to him. he stretches and pulls you closer, his skin cool and yours warm on it. you let out a soft little mm noise which makes him smile and then he drifts off again. it's sunday and you're both off work and the whole day stretches ahead of you.

except. he thinks he can hear something. the patter of tiny feet. then they disappear. it must have been one of the older girls, gigi or shay, going to the bathroom or for some water before sleepily drifting back to bed.

or not. he senses someone in the room with him. he feels little eyes on him and he opens his a crack, to try and not alert the child to the fact he is awake. it's too early to get up on a day off. he sees, through the blur of his not fully open eyes, a tangle of dark hair, and white pjs. shay. of course. his needy child. his cuddler. his hug me just because baby.

he hears her slowly come closer. he pretends to be asleep, pretends to be completely unaware.

"daddy?" she whispers near his face. he doesnt react. shay doesnt take this an invitation to go back to bed, she perches on the edge of the bed, laying down mr rabbit the stuffie next to her. then inch by inch she moves. she puts one leg up, then another, then she leans back, onto the pillow next to him and then gently puts her head onto his shoulder and falls asleep almost instantly, her chest rising and falling in a slow rhythm. matty rolls his eyes but he is smiling.

the twins come next. matty hears them toddle in and shay stir next to him.

"shhh!" shay whispers to them, much too loudly. you stir, but then settle again. "mummy and daddy are sleeping."

"me up!" a little voice says. matty keeps his eyes closed and pictures what is happening. shay slides down off the bed and grabs a toddler by the waist and heaves them onto the bed. then she does the other. they both lie back in the covers near your feet and look at the ceiling, knuckling their eyes until they start drifting off again too. matty tries not to laugh.

valentine comes in about ten minutes later. shay and the twins are both asleep again, shay having made her way to the middle of the triangle that you and mattys bodies are making. matty hears valley scrabble up the side of the bed and father's instinct kicks in when she starts to fall and he grabs her, one huge hand around one tiny arm and pulls her up onto the bed. she opens her mouth to speak and matty holds a finger up to his lips and then points around at the sleeping girls, you included, and pulls valentine into a cuddle and starts stroking her hair until her eyelids are fluttering closed. matty almost falls asleep again too but he cant and he knows why. he reaches for his phone and types out a text.

miss you xxxx

he hears it buzz in the room next to his. gigi replies almost immediately.

what the???

come here

he hears the door of her room click open and then she appears at the doorway.

"it's like a party in here," she says, full volume, leaning on the door frame. matty shushes her. then nods his head towards the bed to invite her to join. gigi hesitates for a second. she is almost twelve and his heart twinges as he realises that maybe she is too old now, too cool, to join in. but she rolls her eyes, identical to him and then slides in bed next to him.

"my big baby," he mutters into her head.

"fuck off dad," she says. but she lays her head on his chest.

gigi joining has disturbed a twin, lexie, and she looks up at them, dummy falling out her mouth, hair standing up on her head. gigi and matty giggle quietly, and then valley stirs so he holds his finger to his lips again, but gigi is still laughing at baby lexie and valley whispers, "lexie looks silly" and then shay mumbles something in her sleep that makes everyone who is awake laugh until you open your eyes and find yourself surrounded by warm sleepy giggling girls.

[snickerdoodlles]

had a very important discussion with @majestictortoise last night;

snickerdoodlles watching a drama rn and the guy got startled by an attack of feelings and scooted himself right off a park bench about it anyways: Kim vibes 🥰

majestictortoise ahahahahah yes absolutely

snickerdoodlles Chay: *flirts with Kim* Kim: aaaa Chay: *flirts with Kim* Kim: aaaaaaaa Chay: *flirts with Kim* Kim: *aaaaaaaaaas off a bench* Chay: Chay: oh my god I want him even more

majestictortoise it happened 100% it wasn’t a “date” they just went to a music store Not A Date, Kim insisted to himself Never mind that he bought chay bubble tea just to have an excuse to prolong the afternoon

snickerdoodlles he was investigating

majestictortoise and suggested they sit down to drink it so chay didn’t head home

snickerdoodlles food is good for investigating purposes of course he did! he’s trying to investigate!!!

majestictortoise and keep leaning closer because he really liked it when their arms brushed together

snickerdoodlles Kim had to twist and bend it out of shape, but that was still for investigating purposes. no really. cock your head to the side and squint and you’ll see it too.

majestictortoise when chay leans into him he jerks away so suddenly, after slightly leaning back into chay and catching himself, that’s when he falls off the bench and chay laughs so hard but also makes sure he isn’t hurt nobody laughs at Kim! nobody related to the family would dare and nobody at school really has that kind of relationship with him. his brothers used to but… well. but here is chay, cackling like a fiend because Kim made a fool of himself and Kim likes it he likes that chay isn’t scared of him

snickerdoodlles here is Chay, giggling and grabbing his hands and pulling him closely after he made a goof out of himself

majestictortoise he likes it even more when chay hauls him back up to the bench and hooks his arm thru Kim’s and says “got to keep you anchored or you’ll fall again”

snickerdoodlles Kim: *blushing bright red but not pulling away* Because then Chay will follow him and fall on him if he does and only for that reason obviously

majestictortoise when they both go home later in they retreat to their own bedrooms and fall into their beds blushing and kicking their feet and smiling, and both are wondering if the other one is too chay drafts like fifteen texts he doesn’t send kim writes so many lyrics about how being held gently feels better than falling

snickerdoodlles Kim stares at his phone laying on the other side of his bed. so close yet a thousand miles away still.

majestictortoise he is so determined to ghost chay now!!! so determined!!!!! too bad chay shows up at the studio a few days later.

snickerdoodlles Kim: I’m gonna write all these songs to purge my feelings Kim after Chay confesses, feelings concert blaring in his head: this might’ve worked better if I hadn’t written all those songs

[halfwashedgooch]

hi everyone! this is my second time trying to write a long post. this has been bouncing around in my head for a couple of days and i wanna put it out in the world :).

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you feel your legs twitch as you stretch, wiping the sleep out of your eyes. “fuck, i didn’t even realize i feel asleep. how am i gonna fall asleep for work later” you sit up and swing your legs to the side, staring at your feet dangling above the ground. finally working up the courage to get out the bed, you slide your feet into your fuzzy slippers. padding into the kitchen and turning on the light, squinting at the time on the clock internally groaning. 12:27 blinking back at you, rummaging through the fridge you pull out a bottle of your favorite juice and take a swig.

you feel your phone buzzing in your pocket, fishing it out of your pj pants you see your best friend’s name flash across the screen. of course he’s up right now, you mumble to yourself. you slide to answer and his face pops into view. “not gonna lie, i called you by accident but i’m pleasantly surprised that you picked up. why are you awake, aren’t you usually asleep by now?” “glad to know that you like to call me. but yeah, i have work in the morning at 10. i accidentally fell asleep earlier and now i’m up and i’m not sure how i’m gonna get back to sleep” “well you know what that means, i get to come and sleep over!! get the snacks and pick a movie, i’ll be over there in like 10 minutes.” “and what if i don’t want to let you in?” “i have a key, so i’m coming in one way or another” he declares while throwing what looks like clothes in his bookbag. “fine, but you owe me food next time we go out!” you hang up on him quickly, not giving him time to disagree or say anything back.

you grumble as you clear your coffee table and get blankets to lay on the couch. grabbing candy from your cabinets and soda to lay out too, deciding last minute to put out a bottle of wine. it’s the strongest you’ve ever had but it’s also the only bottle you have so, fuck it essentially! just as you’re scrolling thinking which streaming app to open, you hear keys unlocking your door. you don’t even look his direction as you roll your eyes. “it’s customary for guest to knock and wait to be let it, not sure if you knew that” “if i have a key to a door, i’m going to open it. hope that helps!” “whatever, since you’re here come pick out a movie for us to watch” “i thought i told you to pick” he replies curtly. “yeah i know, but it’s the least you can do”

he plops down on the couch after kicking off his crocs and sweatpants, revealing the pink fuzzy pj pants you bought him as a joke. you cover your mouth poorly trying to stifle a giggle. “why did you hide those under your sweats?” “because i didn’t want people to see them” “i thought you hated them, you didn’t wanna put them on when i bought them.” “well i changed my mind now, i like them and i wanted to wear them.” he picks up the remote and flips through the apps before settling on disney plus. you sit back and open a bag of popcorn, putting your legs over his and getting comfortable. he finally decides on camp rock, and hits play. “we should play a drinking game, every time she does something cringe we should take a sip of wine mixed with this” he pulls out a bottle of strawberry liquor you’ve never seen before. “where’d you get that?” “doesn’t matter, i’ve had it before and it’s great” you eye the bottle, but you ultimately decided to trust him, he’s never given you a reason not to. “fine, but i think i’ll call out from tonight”

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how’s it sounding so far? should i keep going or cut it short or should i just jump straight into the fucking?? lol i would really love any and all feedback

[byloesstuff]

shit here we go

Mezo Shoji - fem reader

one shot because i'm shit at writing long as stories ;-;

college au!

shoji and you had been high school sweethearts after he got the courage to ask you out for junior prom, 2-3 years later you both got accepted into the same college, he was helping you move into your dorm room. (she was roommates with other female student from UA, this may be fiction but i'm not gonna have them live in the same dorm because that just doesn't happen)

fluff!!🤍

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your roommate, Tokage Setsuna was nice enough to help you bring your several boxes of belongings to your shared dorm room, your boyfriend was supposed to help but he got wrapped up in the orientation that day since he hadn't been there to visit previously time while on the other hand you had.

"damn girl how much did you pack??"

Setsu questioned with a grunt as she plopped the heavy box on your side of the room.

you chuckled, placing down the smaller boxes on top of the one she placed down. "there was just a few things i wanted to be with me in college, nothing wrong with that."

you shrugged it off as you walked out of the room to grab another box from the back of your boyfriend's car, you guys drove 3 hours there together so you both had your belongings in the trunk (he maybe had a single duffel bag and two smaller boxes lmao). you used your quirk to lift an extra box as you grabbed a larger one with your hands.

quirk: gravity fluctuation. you can mess with the gravity of decently weighted objects, this quirk is more useful in rescue type hero work but can be used in combat situations, just involves a little more strategic movement. you can also move people, but heavier objects will cause intense headaches and sometimes fainting after straining to long to hold something up.

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the both of you had finished bringing in your boxes of clothing, wall decor, books, etc.

Setsuna flopped over on her bed from exhaustion of carrying boxes up and down the stairs. you plopped on your bed and started going through your clothes as you heard a buzz from your phone

bizz-- bizz--

Mezo <3

finished orientation where r u?

you smiled looking down at the notification before picking your phone up and replying.

reader

in my room you should come by in a bit when i finish putting my clothes away, you can help me put up my wall decor! ^^

Shoji replied with a simple thumbs up emoji, you didn't even notice how giddy you were until you heard your roommate mock your current pose which was laying on your stomach and kicking your feet in the air behind you unironically and she laughed at how reacted at the small things your boyfriend did, endearingly of course, you giggled along with her before continuing to do your laundry.

-

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a few hours had gone by and you had gotten most of your clothes put away, not without some struggle but Setsuna didn't mind helping you.

you just started opening one of the boxes that contained your posters when you heard a soft knock at the dorm door, your roommate slowly opened the door not expecting to be face to face with someone's torso, she looked up to see a slightly familiar face. you turned and saw your boyfriend who was barely reaching the top of the doorway with his head, you smiled as you ran over to the door and took his hand, leading him inside.

setsuna sat back down on her bed her face curious.

"so.. this is the one you were kicking your feet texting earlier?"

shoji looked down at you his eye squinted softly as his cheeks raised against his mask, he was smiling at you.

"of course it was, who else would i be texting?-"

you sighed before preparing yourself for introductions.

"M- Shoji this is Setsuna, Setsuna this is my boyfriend Shoji."

he nodded a welcome hello as she just gave an awkward thumbs up from her bed before going on her phone.

"don't worry she's not good at talking- anyway how was orientation mezo?"

they talked about each others day, the ups and downs and how they missed each other, of course setsu made a fake gag sound at the sappy talk, but you guys only laughed at it. the both of you started going through the boxes and going through posters and pictures.

shoji found a picture of the two of you that you guys had taken in a mall photo booth. in the first picture shoji's head was cut off the top because he didn't know where the camera at first and you were sat next to him laughing, the second picture you had pulled his head down to your level, your hand caressing his clothes cheek. the third picture you had surprised him with a kiss to his masked cheek, and what's even better is that in the last picture mezo had pulled his mask down and met your lips which very much surprised you, that was your guys first real kiss, before that you had been giving him pecks on his masked lips but you both will never forget that kiss and you're glad the both of you could relive that moment with this picture.

he tapped your shoulder and pointed to the picture in which you smiled at it. you looked up at him, slowly wrapping your arms around his middle in which he cocooned you in his webbed arms, you loved when he did this especially when it was freezing, he pecked the top of your head through his mask as you rested your head on his chest. setsu looked over to you and smiled before she coughed to get their attention.

"i'm gonna go grab dinner with some of my friends, ill leave you two some privacy, and ill bring back left overs."

she had slipped on her shoes and grabbed her phone before practically dashing out of the room.

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you both laughed a little before you guys locked eyes again. when was the last time you both were in a room alone, your felt your heart flutter, you knew how lucky you were to be with him, yet he felt like you were so out of his league which you definitely reassured him you were not.

he slowly pulled down his mask and lowered his head down to your level, his arms still wrapped around you.

"looking at you like this, is my favorite thing, your beauty pains me, i know you rarely see me like this but i at least hope you feel something other then horrified when you see my face."

he had a shy smile as she chuckled, you gently caressed his scared cheeks whispering to him.

"i definitely am not terrified nor horrified of you Mezo, i think you are the prettiest thing."

his face after hearing that proved her right, he was perfectly imperfect and she loved how different he was, he may not think what she does about his face, she wished he did.

they were frozen there as if someone had paused a cheesy romance dvd. all of a sudden he gently lifted her off the ground, her legs dangled as he pressed one of the most softest, passionate kisses she had ever received, his hand placement made her want to melt like putty in his arms, his middle pair of arms secured around her middle, his top pair caressed her head, one of his hands holding the side of her face the other in her hair.

his bottom pair softly rested on the sides of her legs, his scared ridged lips slowly moved with your soft ones, yet you never felt anything as soft as this in your life. your arms wrapped around his neck as you tilted into him lovingly, his body reacting by squeezing you lightly.

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this had gone on for a couple minutes before he gently pulled back, both of your cheeks flushed as your hearts thumped against each other, it's been a while since you guys could've really get lost in each other like that, and you guys know you'll be doing that again soon. he gently put you back down on the ground.

both of your eyes had stayed locked on each other since they reopened, there was a comfortable silence before he spoke.

"we should probably get started on those wall decorations."

the both of you chuckled wholeheartedly.

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AFTER NOTE-

AAAA I SPENT LIKE AN HOUR WRITING THIS ITS LIKE 3 AM PLEASE GIVE FEED BACK I HAVE NOT WRITTEN IN A VERY LONG TIME^^

also look at this stinkin cute artwork vv

[find-roronoa-zoro]

Roronoa Zoro X CisFem Reader CW : Death

17

Everything happened so fast, perhaps it would feel that way regardless; no matter how sick he was or how old you were it would always be too soon. Two days before, at 3:14AM Marco called to tell you Pops was gone, and you hadn't shed a single tear. Things had to be done. The boys had to be taken care of.

There was a light snow falling making the night feel quieter.

"Do you want me to put on some music?" Zoro asked softly resting his chin on your head.

You hummed in affirmation and he shifted to get his phone. Since Pops passed away he'd been sleeping in your bed. You didn't want to leave your brothers but Zoro also brought a sense of calm and comfort. He obviously didn't mind the switch in sleeping arrangements. All that mattered at the moment was that you were ok. He was quite concerned that you had yet to cry. The days before you had no problem breaking down once the two of you were alone, but now you just stayed quiet and stared off into space. Perhaps you had exhausted all of your tears, but he had a feeling it was just building.

Soft music filled your room as his arms made their way back around you.

"It's almost three." he murmured.

"I'm not sleepy." you buried your face in his shoulder.

"That's ok. We can just lay here." he rubbed comforting circles on your back, "Do you need anything?"

"This is perfect. Thank you."

After a few quiet moments, someone tapped on your bedroom door.

"Yes?" you called rising from your boyfriend's chest.

The door cracked open as Luffy peeked in, "Can I sleep in here?"

"Of course baby," you answered climbing over Zoro to grab blankets to spread on the carpet. As you were making Luffy's pallet there was another knock.

"Come in."

"Uh...is it ok..." Ace trailed off catching sight of what you were doing.

"Yes Freckles, you'll need more blankets though."

Ace turned to fetch more blankets and bumped into Sabo.

"I'll get pillows." the blond murmured disappearing down the hall.

Ten minutes later all three of your baby brothers were camped out on your bedroom floor. For a moment you worried it would be awkward with Zoro in the bed with you but the only person who seemed to care was you. Besides, it wasn't like he was going to try anything while you were not really emotionally available.

He was really handling this whole situation better than you expected. Normally the beginning stages of a relationship are the most affectionate and yours was spent full of tears and anxiety, none of that being his fault, but he seemed to roll with it all. Zoro, of course, just wanted you to be comfortable and happy if right now things had to feel more platonic then so be it.

You rested your head on his shoulder while you both stared at the ceiling.

"Luffy, get your cold ass feet out of my blanket." Ace muttered kicking the youngest's feet.

"But, you're warm." Luffy kicked back, "I'm wearing socks."

"Stop, you're kicking me, idiots." Sabo grumbled.

In a matter of seconds, a WWE match was taking place in the middle of your room. Instead of scolding them and breaking up their fight you found yourself unable to contain your laughter. Uncontrolled melodic giggles pushed passed your lips eventually stopping your brother's brawl. Zoro turned on his side, your laugh had to be one of the greatest sounds ever created.

He was a bit alarmed to see tears rolling down your cheeks. Your laughter quickly turning into sobs and hiccups. Zoro pulled you into a seated position and held you against his chest.

"It's alright." he murmured against your temple.

Your brothers drooped back, all three feeling guilty for bringing on whatever kind of manic episode you were experiencing. Of course, it wasn't their fault.

"Are you ok?" Sabo questioned once you'd calmed down.

"S-sorry you guys," you mumbled wiping your face with your shirt, "it just reminded me of when you were little."

You turned to see them all watching you with puppy dog eyes.

"I'm not sad... it was just cute, and I couldn't help but think of how Pops would burst in and yell at us for being loud in the middle of the night."

"We were always getting yelled at huh?" Ace rubbed his nape.

"We really were brats though." you chuckled.

"You still are," Zoro added making you pout and push him.

"F/N?" Luffy called quietly.

"Yeah?"

"Would it be ok if you read?"

You smiled at your little brother and turned the lamp on your side table up to the next setting.

"Your book is on the desk."

After handing you the book everyone settled back into their bedding while you sat against Zoro and turned to the first chapter.

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"Goddamnit, does it always take this long for you people to get ready, yoi?" Marco shouted down the hall.

Ace was in the shower, Sabo and Luffy had gone back to their rooms and you and Zoro were getting dressed in yours.

"Yes!" You and Sabo called back.

"Just hurry up. We have a schedule to keep with the funeral home." Marco's voice got further away as he went downstairs.

"You think this is ok? Shouldn't I be wearing black?" Zoro asked buttoning his navy shirt and tucking it into charcoal gray trousers.

"It's fine, Tiger." you were pinning your hair back at your vanity, "You didn't have a black suit anyway, and I think you look nicer in gray."

"I guess that's all that matters then." he flipped his collar up and began tying his tie.

You stood and slipped into the dress you'd picked. It was black with a boat neckline, three-quarter sleeves and an A-line skirt, Pop's had always liked it on you.

"Can you zip me?" you asked turning your back to Zoro who obliged, "How's this? Too much?"

He felt a little bad for all of the thoughts that dress elicited considering the occasion - 'too much' was definitely not one of them.

"Perfect." he finally managed.

[kata-sans]

Raising Stripe

Chapter 10

Craig always prided himself in his mechanic skills. He could name any car part and tell you its function. His work requires him to use all sorts of tools and work well with his hands. When Tweek handed him the instructional book for assembling the crib, Craig scoffed and insisted he didn't need it.

One hour later he was regretting his decision, but was too prideful to pick up the book from the corner he tossed it to. He sighed as he continued to try to force a peg into an ill-fitted slot. He stopped as he heard an amused gurgling. He turned to the baby that was laying propped against a pillow next to him.

“Oh! Is something funny?” Craig asked in a playful voice. Stripe cooed, he loved receiving attention from his caretaker. Craig chuckled, he set down the pieces in his hand and scooted closer to the baby.

He noticed the awful bear on the side and picked it up. “I can't believe Tweek bought you this ugly thing.” He dangled the bear over the baby's head. “How could you like this thing? Look at me, I'm an ugly bear, boo hoo hoo.” Craig gently shook the bear as he mocked it.

Stripe found the whole game hilarious. He kicked his feet and reached out towards the bear. Suddenly his joy came out in the form of giggles.

Craig was momentarily stunned to hear the baby's laugh, but quickly played along and continued to speak through the bear. “Well look at you! You sound like a happy baby. Are you a happy baby? Are you?”

Craig suddenly saw a camera flash go off. He turned to see his husband take a second picture using his phone. “Aww I love to see my two favorite boys play together.” Tweek cooed.

Craig felt his cheeks burn as he greeted his husband with his signature finger. He handed the plush to the baby as he returned to his work. Tweek chuckled at his husband's actions as he put his phone away. He then picked up the bottle he had set down when he took the picture. Stripe's enthusiasm picked up when he noticed the bottle.

Tweek sat on the floor with his husband. He arranged the baby in his arms preparing to feed him. When Stripe was settled he wasted no time feeding the baby. “Dear have you tried using the round pegs instead of the squared ones.” Tweek asked.

Craig looked at the pieces in his hands. “You read the instructional book, didn't you?”

Tweek shrugged his shoulders. “I kinda want Stripe to have a safe bed to sleep on tonight,” he teased his husband.

Craig laughed and followed his husband's instructions. In no time at all, Stripe was laid to rest in his new crib.

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