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Elden RINg new dlc final boss leaked!!! says "half-baked TaRINished." when he defeats you (rin) btw

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we're currently under a severe thunderstorm and flash flood warning and the rain is coming down hard so i went into the office looking for my umbrella to go rescue my mint plants from outside and my husband just got off his xbox, threw on a rain jacket, and ran out to grab them instead. mint plants secured lol
#it was funny bc he brought them into the garage and as soon as he closed the door that goes from the garage onto the deck#there was a LOUD clap of thunder and we both went 'damn perfect timing'#and then my dog immediately started scratching at the door like crazy#he's back to playing xbox and im curled up with our dog on the bed trying to comfort her because she's really freaked out by the weather#she's just curled up against me and im staying calm and occasionally giving her some pets#but honestly she's 12 years old. at this point me staying calm isn't gonna teach her to not be afraid#like you're supposed to do to keep dogs from freaking out#so im gonna give her the comfort she wants#text post
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What was the occasion for Arakawa to be wearing a fluffy robe in the comic
it was that comic i was gonna do about jo takin cold baths that i mentioned during stream once LMAO
#snap chats#more explanation below since i prob wont do it. unless-#i wanted an excuse to draw jo's tatt lowkey. and arakawa in a bathrobe of course ANYWAY#the whole bit was that jo sits in the tub for like. an hour just brooding or whatever#every morning i take a cold shower i always end up having some emo monologue bout how i dont deserve warm water and so. lol inspo#and Because Ive Decided Theyre Living Together. or hes at least visiting this once idk#arakawa was meant to just be like... Hi... Its Been A While Are You Ok.... Can I Shower Now--#that whole bit LMAO#anyway. bullying my school immediately my class WAS supposed to be three or so hours#but then the prof all like 'i promise at most ill keep you guys here for an hour and forty minutes'#SO YAAAAY IM FREEEEEE im gonna. videogame.... after i eat dinner.#SO FUNNY THO the prof was talkin bout the textbook we'd need and she's all like 'please try to get it cheap :('#and this absolute legend from the back is like 'i found it online for free..' and it was a genuine And They All Clapped moment god BLESS
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happy life, happy wife | hugh jackman
an: “you attract what you fear” GUYS IM SO SCARED OF A 55 YEAR OLD AUSTRALIAN 😭 definitely thinking about making marvel actress!reader x hugh an actual series… i have ideas
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Deadpool & Wolverine Press tour - Hot Ones
Hugh felt like he was going to die. Each wing was getting hotter and hotter, but immediately when he heard his wife’s name he forgot all about the spice.
“Hugh, your wife is part of the Avengers, how does it feel having your wife be part of such a huge franchise? Have you two talked about a potential team up with the X-men and the Avengers?” Sean asked.
“My wife . . . Oh god, I think I’m crying-”
“I can’t tell if you’re legitimately dying or completely in love with your wife.” Ryan told Hugh.
“Wait . . I am completely in love with my wife and I would legitimately die for her.” Hugh gasped as he rearranged Ryan’s words.
“Is that in the contract she made you sign when you married her? ‘I vow to die for you’. My contract said I had to give all my money to my kids and wife.” Ryan said.
“No, she’s amazing, um, if I start talking about her I think I might go on for hours,” he laughed. “Our kids do want to see their parents fighting the bad guys together. We would love to team up, maybe it could happen.” Hugh smiled.
“The entire movie would be them making out and her beating the shit out of you. I’d pay to see that.” Ryan added.
•••
Comic Con 2024
Like RDJ, your last Marvel movie had been Avengers: Endgame. After being in ten mcu films, it was time to say goodbye to your character.
But that was in 2019.
At this years comic con, you were back. The cast of Deadpool & Wolverine had taken the stage and showed their appreciation for the fans. After their panel, it was time to announce Marvel’s upcoming projects. Kevin Feige announced the Fantastic Four, Thunderbolts, Captain America 4, and finally the new Avengers movies, which everyone was extremely excited about.
After showing the title card for the upcoming Avengers film, Kevin turned to the audience.
“Something people have been asking, as of late, is who the heck is going to direct these two movies?” The audience clapped.
From the side of the stage, you were nervous. What if the fans didn’t like the idea of you directing the next two Avengers films? Your worrying caused Hugh to come to your rescue.
“Hey, they loved you as an Avenger, they will love you even more.” Hugh kissed your forehead. “If anyone says anything about this decision, they have me to deal with.”
You laughed at his words. “I really love you so much.”
“Love you too, bub.” Hugh was about to kiss you when Ryan cut in.
“I really love us too. I convinced half of the people here that we’re a throuple.” He said in the most serious tone ever.
Kevin announced you as the director. Your doubt of the fans not liking the announcement was proven wrong when you walked the stairs to the stage and stood next to Kevin. They cheered when they saw you were back.
As you said a few words, thanking Marvel, Kevin and the fans, you were being recorded by Hugh, who was being recorded by Ryan.
“That’s my wife!” Hugh cheered from backstage, holding his phone in his hand.
“She’s Marvel Jesus now, holy shit!”
•••
WIRED autocomplete interview
“Is Hugh Jackman married?”
“Yes, to me, Y/n, probably to half the population,” Ryan answered. “He’s Australia’s biggest slut.”
“All the times, I proposed.” Hugh laughed. “But yes, I am married and I love my wife very much. She’s stuck with me forever.” He lifted his hand to show off the wedding band.
“Funny, because she texted me right now. Her and Blake are in the courthouse getting married. So Deadpool three was actually made so our wives could divorce us and marry each other.”
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THE WAY YOU WRITE IS JUST SO YUMMM so yeah🧍🏻♀️can you write something about streamer ellie <33
☆: IM SO SORRY FOR THE WAIT. definitelyyyy hasn't been...months...anyway. positive this is one of the worse things i've written, but didn't wanna leave you hanging forever! ngl it's pretty filthy..heh.
◇: 18+ pretend those twitch guideline things don't exist. remote control vibrator use, orgasm denial, sub-ish!ellie?? plot twist at the end bc i think im so funny. 1.6k wc. don't mind the layout of this idk what else to do...
You watch your girlfriend stream her game from your fluffy and comfortable spot on your shared bed—you observe how focused she was on her screen, how her skilled fingers were flying across the keyboard and mouse. It would certainly be a shame to disturb her in such a high tension moment but you think it over, running your finger over the small buttons of the sleek little remote in your hand.
"Yeah, yeah, got 'em! Look at that guys, I fuckin’ aced that!" Ellie rejoices in her victory, and gleefully boasts to her viewers, adjusting her microphone closer and leaning back in her chair.
You're glad you were far off camera, her fans didn't even know she was in a relationship—Ellie made it clear she wanted you to be separate from her hobbies, not because she wanted to keep you a secret, but because she wanted to keep you safe. And you enjoyed watching her stream from the sidelines like this, you saw how her personality captivated viewers and how much fun she really was. But you also enjoyed messing with her on the occasion. Like today.
"Can I watch tonight's stream again?" You asked her eagerly. "Yeah, why not? I'll be doing some tournaments and stuff though, so no distractions." Oops. You bit back a laugh. Ellie immediately sussed out the mischievous look on your face and she sighed, expecting the worst.
Then you showed her the box you've been hiding, "Please let's try, I won't click it too much, I promise." She stared at you for a whole minute, maybe more, before sighing and reluctantly agreeing, rubbing her hands all over her face. "God, fine. Just 'cause I love you. Damn you're evil."
Fast forward to now—the device was snugly inserted inside her pretty pussy, tested out to prove it does in fact work, and works well at that.
So off Ellie went to play her game, getting so caught up in everything she seemingly forgot about the device entirely. In between games she was talking to the viewers, reading the chat and joking back and forth. You decided it was a good enough time to click it so you pressed the button, only for a miniscule zap.
She jerked in her seat, gasping, but quickly recovered with a strategic cough. "Phew sorry guys, something got caught in my throat." You saw a bright berry blush spread across her face, and the way she fought to turn and throw a glare at you. This was going to be fun.
"Alright, the next round’s gonna start, we gotta lock in! Hopefully nothing pops up and this goes smoothly. I can taste the win already.” She put a certain warning tone to her voice in the last part of her sentence, you knew it was meant for you, but were you going to listen? Absolutely not. "Oh yeah chat fun fact, this old area of the map was inspired by ancient ruins just of—ah!" As if her body had a mind of its own, she squirmed in her seat and she clapped her hand over her mouth to stifle a moan when you hit it again, but this time you didn't turn it off right away. You kept it going for a few more seconds, to prolong the terribly delicious sensation.
She screwed her eyes shut tightly and held her breath until you turned it off, mumbling to her viewers about "having hiccups". "The game is starting now, so we really gotta get serious." Her voice had an unsteadiness to it only you could hear, she was keeping her composure rather well so far. But likely wouldn't be able to keep up the act for much longer. Even she has her limits.
As her match went on, she got quiet when she was focused, mashing the keys with a speed fast as sound. Of course, you hit it again, just a short one, causing a choked "guh" to escape from her lips and she twitched when you did so, her facade starting to crack. The effort to keep her voice stable was showing, she was huffing and struggling to get her words out clearly, they were laced with obvious irritation.
"Fuck missed the shot, dammit. Yeah I don't know, somethings up today, sorry guys...off my game." You decided to be nice to her until the game ended, not pressing it further or adjusting the intensity. She played for a little while longer before losing the match, leaning forward on the desk with her face in her hands. This was the perfect moment, so you cranked it up, increased the intensity to maximum, and held the button for the longest time yet, making her whine—a low, drawn out sound she couldn't stifle this time.
You could hear lots of messages being sent, pings in rapid succession, they were probably clipping that moment. Perverts, you thought.
Her chest was noticeably heaving up and down, her legs spread as she rocks her front against the chair, and she kept her head lowered until you decreased the intensity but didn't turn it all the way off. Her hands were shaking, and her face was a vibrant cherry red, the screen even reflected the sparkle of a couple tears in her eyes.
“What? Oh, I'm just so sad about the loss guys, we were so close—hnn- so…so closeahh—I mean, we should've gotten that…” She trailed off, chewing on her bottom lip and tapping her fingers on the desk’s wooden surface. “Y’know what, I'll be right back.” She paused the stream, made triple sure her camera and microphone were turned off, then whipped around in her chair to face you, glaring silver daggers your way.
You just giggled innocently and turned the device off again. “What the fuck is wrong with you, this shit is not- not light on you at all.” Her voice was breaking, her pretty features contorted in a beautifully needy expression, eyebrows furrowed and eyes all watery. Nearly as wet as the mess in her pants. You feigned innocence and shrugged at her, “Well I didn't know it was that strong.” “You knew damn well.” She's fed up with your antics, but you have fun playing with her. She covers her face and leans back in the chair, the embarrassment in her voice the only thing you could hear, “Fuck you...turn it up again, wanna cum.”
You couldn't contain the laugh that burst forth from your chest, then said, “Only if you stream it.” The shock that flickered across her face was priceless, you wish you could have snapped a photo.
“What the fuck do you mean by that, nah forget it.”
“Hey, you gotta finish your stream either way, they're waiting. Would you wanna be so awful and deprive those darlings of your presence?”
You flash her a sugary smile, and she shoots you a murderous look again, before wordlessly scooting back to her setup, fanning herself briefly and readjusting her coppery hair.
Then she turns the stream back on. “Sorry guys, I had to get up for a second. Anyway, let's play one more game. I'm getting kinda tired today. Let's make this one count, lock in like never before.” She takes a deep breath, cracks her knuckles, and begins smacking away at the keyboard buttons. You're able to see the way she looks tense, on edge, anticipating your devilish interruption.
You debate whether you should torture her, but the answer quickly becomes clear. Click.
“Ah—fuck!” She sputters, and roughly slams her fist on the desk. The pleasure was hitting her with full force, she was in her own, lewd, world now. Her head is thrown back, back arched and hips stuttering, the release was about to sneak up on her.
You watch the scenario unfold, licking your lips and pressing your thighs together to deal with the pressure between them. Her unapologetic moans get louder, but for a second she snaps out of the trance to sit back upright, turn the stream off, before the peak hits her like a truck.
“Holy, fu—hah!!” With a squeal she cums, not caring about how fucking loud she was being, wanting to be selfishly absorbed in ecstasy.
She started to jolt around in her seat, the throes of overstimulation making her whimper like an animal in heat, it truly was a sight to behold. You wish you were in between her legs, lapping up her sweetness straight from the source, but in a way, just watching from the sidelines was satisfying enough. You'll clean her up afterward.
Finally you turned it off once and for all, and gazed at her, she was panting heavily, the post-orgasm glow making her rosy skin shimmer in the low light.
“Hmmm, thanks babe, that was so good…” She tried to talk, her head was in the clouds, but she looked at peace.
“You're a whore.” You chortled, and you two shared a laugh.
Although, a flurry of shrill sounds brought you both out of the fantasy. Ping, ping, ping.
Unfortunately she wasn't able to enjoy the aftermath of a mind-numbing session, because her eyes shot open and she began scrambling to find the source of the sound. Your stomach dropped as you watched her panic, her neuroticism infectious.
She looked at you, her eyes wider than saucers, nothing but fear in her voice, “I wasn't able to turn my mic off…”
What was she going to do now?
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[14:03] - girldad!wonwoo
a/n: a longer than usual timestamp 🥲
check out my masterlist! // wonwoo's m.list
wonwoo liked to think of himself as a reasonable man. he wasn’t the jealous type—at least, not usually. but the second he sat back down at the table, his five-year-old daughter tugged on his sleeve, looking very, very serious.
"appa," jaeyi whispered, eyes big and round. "a man was talking to eomma while you were gone."
wonwoo paused, chopsticks halfway to his mouth. "...what?"
jaeyi scooted closer, glancing around like she was sharing top-secret information. "he was smiling soooo much and talking and talking and talking. and then—" she gasped, putting her hands on her cheeks. "eomma laughed."
wonwoo turned to you immediately, eyes narrowing. "you laughed?"
you sighed. "wonwoo—"
"with another man?" he cut in, bottom lip jutting out into an exaggerated pout as he shakes his head disapprovingly, "how could you?"
you groaned, already regretting not stopping jaeyi before she could start. "it was just an old friend from college."
"but why were you laughing?" wonwoo mumbled, sulking as he poked at his food. "what was so funny?"
jaeyi tugged on his sleeve again, her little face full of concern. "appa... do you think he’s trying to steal eomma away?"
wonwoo gasped dramatically, putting a hand over his heart. "you think so too?!"
"mhmm," jaeyi nodded frantically, looking at you with big, worried eyes. "eomma, do you like that man more than appa?"
you rolled your eyes. "oh my god."
"eomma," jaeyi whined, hugging your arm. "you can’t leave appa! he’s the bestest!"
wonwoo sniffled dramatically. "jaeyi, what do i do? what if she leaves me?"
jaeyi thought very hard, tapping her tiny chin before gasping again. "appa, you gotta be extra extra nice to eomma today so she doesn’t leave!"
"you’re right," wonwoo nodded solemnly. "i’ll hold her hand all day. and hug her a lot."
"yes! and give her kisses!"
"mhmm, lots of kisses."
"and make sure you sing eomma to sleep like you do for me! maybe tell her princess stories too! I always love you a little more when you sing and read to me! maybe it will work!!"
you groaned, covering your face. "why are you both like this?"
jaeyi gasped again, suddenly panicked. "appa! what if the man comes back?"
wonwoo immediately grabbed your hand under the table, holding on tight. "then i won’t let go."
jaeyi clapped her hands excitedly. "eomma see!appa is a hero! he is going to save our family!"
you sighed, shaking your head as wonwoo smirked at you. "this is ridiculous."
"but you love us," he teased.
jaeyi grinned. "eomma loves appa soooo much!"
"do i?" you teased back, but your smile gave you away.
wonwoo pouted again, leaning close. "you do, right? right? jaeyi, tell her."
"eomma, say you love appa!" jaeyi giggled, bouncing in her seat.
you sighed, pretending to think about it before finally giving in. "i love you."
"who?" wonwoo pushed playfully.
"you, silly." you say as you pushed at his arm.
"and who am i?"
you chuckled knowing what he wants to hear before answering, "my husband."
"so say it properly!" his sulky tone returned, "jaeyi-ah, your eomma won't tell me she loves me properly!" his pout growing tenfold in front of his daughter.
"eomma say it properly!!!" she demanded, a twinning pout on her tiny lips as she folded her arms.
you laughed, feeling a sense of wholesomeness at how your five year old daughter is trying to play matchmaker for you and your husband, "i love you, my husband."
wonwoo grinned, his sulky mood disappearing in an instant. "see? i win."
jaeyi cheered, throwing her hands in the air. "appa wins eomma’s heart forever!"
you shook your head, laughing. "you both are impossible."
wonwoo squeezed your hand, eyes full of warmth. "but you love us anyway."
"im reconsidering that, really."
"appa! now you have to tell eomma you love her too!" it was now her turn to demand from her dad.
wonwoo chuckled, leaning in to press a quick kiss to your temple. "i love you too, my wife."
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and they were roommates | oscar piastri
pairing: oscar piastri x youtuber!reader
summary: you and oscar are trying to keep your relationship a secret, so when you move in together you tell everyone your just roommates, it isn’t as believable as you thought it would be.



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yourusername: new city? new roommate!
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user1: y/n in her monaco era ???
user2: i did NOT see this coming
user3: wait but i’ll miss your old roommate
user4: RIGHT ??? she was so funny 😭
user5: oscar in the likes ???
user6: what is oscar doing on a y/n post 😨
user7: what if HES the new roommate…
user8: reaching 😭
user9: oscar this oscar that WHENS THE BEW VIDEO ??? ITS BEEN WEEKS
user10: roommate? you’re a like gazillionaire why do you need a roommate ??
user11: why do you need a roommate ?? you’re rich ???
user12: hmmm something’s off

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yourusername; new video with my new roommate! enjoy :)))
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user13: roommate???? not with the way he looks at you
user14: AHHH NEW VIDEO
user14: OMG I LOVED IT
user14: IT WAS SO FUNNY ????
user14: YOU AND OSCAR ARE HILARIOUS TOGETHER
user15: are you SURE youre just roommates ???
user16: roommates don’t look at roommates that way 😾
user17: i watched the video, and i honestly think you guys should just order out from now on…
user18: why is oscar looking at y/n like shes the beautiful girl on planet earth
user19: because she is ??? 🙄
user20: these two are DEFINITELY not just roommates
user21: i don’t think i’ve ever seen roommates who look like they are restraining themselves from kissing every second of the day ??
user22: no yall are definitely dating….
user23: RIGHT ??? because this whole ‘roommate’ DOESNT MAKE SENSE!!!!
user23: LIKE THEY ARE BOTH RICH, WHY DO THEY NEED TO HAVE A ROOMMATE???
user24; the way they both so polite cat coded
user25: if you aren’t already dating, i’m going to need you both to start IMMEDIATELY.





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yourusername; why do i always pick rock? anyways guys yes i am dating oscar jack paistri, and he’s keeping me hostage.
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user26: HELLOOO?????
user27: the feet pic ???
yourusername: yeah oscar’s really into feet ☹️
oscarpiastri: NO IM NOT????
user28: oh i love this…
user29: omg the love letter…
user30: clap if you’re suprised!!
user31: dead silence
user32: it’s kinda easy to tell you’re dating when you look at each other the way you do
landonorris: I KNEW IT!!!
yourusername: yeah we told you last year…
landonorris: exactly? I KNEW IT.
user33: omg he writes you LOVE LETTERS ??? @/user33boyfriend do better.
user34: wow i’m so lonely
user35: i have no idea who this people are, but instagram showed me this literally 20 minutes after my bf broke up with me
user36: so😭happy😭for😭you😭
user37: WHEN IS IT MY TURRN

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oscarpiastri; she always picks rock. yes im dating THEE y/n l/n
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yourusername; never beating the foot lover allegations i fear…
oscarpiastri: YOU STARTED THOSE ALLEGATIONS
yourusername: AND YOURE NOT BEATING THEM
user38: omg the locket 🥹🥹
user39: how long do you think they’ve been dating
user40: twitter detectives are SPECULATING 3 years or so ??
user41: how did they keep this a secret for SO long
user42: you like feet don’t you oscar…
user43: THIS IS SO CUTE IM HYPERVENTILATING
user44: THE LOCKET, THE MATCHING SLIPPERS, THE CUTE SOCKS?? LITERALLY SO CUTEYEYDJDKSS
user45: “she always picks rock” “why do i always pick rock?” i feel left out and i DONT LIKE IT
. . .
notes; the streets are saying oscar has officially moved to monaco ?? so here’s this:
#oscar piastri social media au#oscar piastri smau#oscar piastri x y/n#oscar piastri fanfic#oscar piastri x you#oscar piastri x reader#oscar piastri#oscar piastri fluff#f1 x reader#f1 fanfic#f1 fic#f1 imagine#f1 x female reader#f1 x y/n#f1 x you#f1 social media au#f1
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Sanji in his little "Kiss the Cook" apron.
Is it romantic? Starting as a joke with kisses on the cheek and temple until the two of you end up full on making out?
Or is it platonic? With the straw hats giving him little kisses in passing, starting with Luffy and spreading through the crew until even Zoro relents? Because what's better than kissing the homies goodnight?
You tell me snail, what's the move?
-♡♡ lots of love
"porque no los dos?"
Kiss the Cook
Masterlist here
Word Count: 1,700+
Synopsis: Sanji was gifted an apron from Nami after returning back from town. Every member of the crew aside from Zoro and you have followed the embroidered instructions written on his chest, and he wasn't happy about the lack of kisses from you. You finally relent and give him what he wants.
Themes: platonic kisses, fluff, implied f!reader - but can be read as gn!reader, sanji has feelings for you, you have unspoken feelings for sanji, idiots in love, Sanji has lost that 'line-cook rizz'.
Notes: This has been in my ask box for less than a day. I don't know what it is about you, anon. As soon as I see those two little hearts I'm just overtaken by something. I blame the "kisses". @chikariart on twitter.
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“Could these onions misbehave any more?” the chef grumbled under his breath, gritting his teeth and clamping hard down on his cigarette, “C’mon, now. What have I gotta do to get your layers off? Talk dirty to you?” He used the steel edge of his knife to attempt to pry the brown outer layer away from its fleshy underside with shaking hands.
Sanji’s nerves were ignited, his whole composure on edge and waiting for the next intrusion in his kitchen and potential distraction from his work.
When Nami brought the frilly pink apron his way, he was initially ecstatic at the notion he was thought of enough to be given a little gift. But as the red embroidery with white stitched hearts expressed consent for his body to be given sweet kisses at all times, he was truly alert. With an assault of affection from all who approached him each time he adorned the fabric in its wake, he was finding it difficult to focus on each mundane kitchen task.
In this case, peeling onions was the bane of his existence. As the flickered peel almost withdrew from the circular bulb, it split and only chipped off a small amount of the outer layer.
Sanji loved kisses, adored kisses: all the cheek, forehead and shoulder kisses he'd received from the crew. Cheeky Nami kisses, soft Robin kisses, and nibbled toothy kisses from Chopper were his favorites.
He was less enthusiastic about hulking, wet kisses from Franky, nor the hungry cheek kisses from Luffy which was used to depict the state of his appetite. Usopp was the middle ground, his kisses were a tease on his shoulder with a rough clap and a gaggle of laughter immediately thereafter.
Brook’s kisses were actually quite funny to the blonde cook. As the skeleton man had no lips to kiss with, he resigned himself to the notion of simply walking past him, and taunting him with a melodic hum of the words: “kiss,” “kisses,” or an emphatic “mwah,” as he did so.
Of the members of the remaining crew, he was happy that the stinky moss-head kept his lips to himself. There was no way he would allow him the closer proximity to his body without starting a sparring match. He was, however, not so happy that you were yet to place your lips sweetly on the apple of his cheek.
Sanji adored you, wanted to treat you with the utmost respect and dote on you alongside the other members of the crew. You were special to him, and he rationalized that his small crush was why he was craving a scrap of your attention so much. As he continued cursing at the onions, he heard a soft tap on the doorway to the kitchen.
“Need help, cook?” Sanji looked up, noticing you leaning on the side of the door. He smiled softly at you, biting back his smile and gulping his insecurity.
“Oh, beautiful angel,” he managed to turn away from the counter and look out the window as he resumed his battle with the onions, “I'm all good here, don't you worry yourself. Go relax with the others.” You clicked your tongue and stepped closer to the bench and stood a few feet away from the blonde cook.
Noticing his posture, you knit your brows in puzzlement. He was twitching while he was going about his peeling, finally managing to coax the shell away from the exterior and sigh in relief. His cheeks were tinted a soft shade of pastel pink, his nose the most darkened by the blushy hue.
Looking down, the frilly pink apron with ‘Kiss the Cook,’ held the final piece of information as to his nervous composure. You smiled softly at him, looking to where his hands skillfully minced the onions and threw them into a scorching pot with molten butter and aromatic herbs.
He rinsed his hands in the sink, lathering them with soapy froth and soaking the suds with glassy water. The scent from the pot of sweetened onions with rosemary, sage and thyme had your mouth salivating in anticipation of what was to come.
“What's cooking, good looking?” you smiled at him softly, gesturing with your chin to the pot on the stove. He froze up, his ears tinting darker with the shade of pink.
“J-Just a mirepoix,” he stuttered out, prompting you to shake your head and offer him a soft laugh in response. Taking the extinguished cigarette out of his lips, he placed the butt in the bin beneath the sink.
Noticing the tension in his body, you reach up and place a hand on his shoulder to urge him to turn to face you. He meets his gray orbs with yours, a sheepish look on his face as you gaze up into his eyes.
“You've been off the line for too long, Sanji,” you scrunch your nose up playfully at him, “Lost that flirtatious kitchen charisma and banter, blushing like a bride at the most simple of compliments. What's going on with you?” You graze your fingers along his jaw, leaving a rising layer of goose flesh in its wake.
“I-It’s-...” Sanji gulped his nerves back, hanging his head with a soft laugh and subtle shake in response, “...It's this stupid apron.” You look down at the apron with a smirk.
“What about the ‘stupid apron’, Sanji?” you ask with a raised brow before gazing back into his eyes, “Not your color?” He continued smiling and shaking his head at you before looking up through his eyelashes into your questioning and puzzled eyes.
“To be honest with you,” he sucked his bottom lip between his teeth to halt his words from sounding too eager, “I actually love it. Even though it started as a joke, it has actually made a big difference the way I’ve been feeling lately.” He shrugged, turning his eyes back to the ground and snickering, “Stupid, right?”
Cupping his face, you elevate his head and hum at him in deep contemplation.
“Not stupid,” you shrug at him, darting your eyes between his and flickering your gaze down to his lips, “Not stupid at all.” His breath hitched in his throat, eyes beginning to fill with hope as you drew your face ever closer to his.
Closing his eyes, he parted his lips and anticipated feeling yours brush with them. His heart beat in his throat, his ears hearing that drum of hope ringing with his elevated pulse. As he drew his face closer still, the balloon of anticipation was instantly deflated as he felt your lips brush with the apple of his cheek and linger for less than a single second.
As you withdrew from his cheek, Sanji was left feeling like a complete idiot. He stared vacantly, directly ahead with unblinking eyes and his ego completely deflated. His heart fizzled out like a flame being snuffed by a wet blanket.
Looking at his vacant expression and the soft blush on his cheeks, you couldn’t help yourself. A single, timid kiss was not enough of an indulgence to grant to the blonde cook, in your opinion. You leaned forward once more, pressing a soft kiss on his angular jaw before pressing another on his neck above his pulse and beneath his ear lobe.
Sanji’s breath hitched, his hands opening and closing in clenched fists and shaking extensions. Gasping, he leant his head to the side and whimpered at the soft touches you were pressing into his skin. His pulse quickened, his breath hitched, and his eyes clenched tightly shut as he argued with himself where to place his hands on you.
Trailing your lips down to his collarbone, you pressed a sweet and gentle kiss against the bone before clamping your teeth down onto the flesh. Sanji mewled in pleasure at the attention, throwing his head back and drawing up his forearm to his face to catch the damp blood from exiting his nose. His head was dizzy, his lips parting and whining as he felt your tongue swirl around the soft bite to his collar.
Pulling away from him, you sucked your lips into your mouth and bit-back your smile at his reaction. He slowly drew his eyes down to meet yours, the irises eclipsed by blown pupils and his desire. Giggling at him, you tilted your head to the side and clasped your hands behind your back and rocked on your feet.
Sanji surged his body forward, claiming your cheeks beneath his hands and carding his fingers through your hair the moment his lips descended onto yours. You squeaked in response, immediately placing your hands on Sanji’s hips as he pinned you against the sink with his hips. His kisses were needy, desperate and full of desire.
As he rotated his chin to deepen the oscillation, you reached up to his shoulder and tapped it twice while gasping in his mouth. He tugged himself away, looking down at you in shock with wide eyes and panting breath.
“I-I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” he began to hastily relay his apologies, “I didn’t mean to do that, truly. The other kisses I get from the crew are usually a little more hasty and less indulgent. I didn’t want to make you uncomfortable or anything, honest-.”
“-Sanji,” you laugh at him, looking up through half-hooded lashes and brushing your nose with his, “Your mirepoix is going to burn.”
Immediately, Sanji broke himself away from you and stomped over to the large pot. He grumbled as he stirred the aromatics with a wooden spoon, growling under his breath, “This stupid apron has been nothing but a complete distraction.” You giggled at him as he aggressively began stirring at the pot to salvage the caramelizing vegetables.
“That’s it,” he tore the apron away from his chest and cast it to the side, “No more kisses in the kitchen. I refuse to have good food spoil because I’ve been getting distracted by soft kisses… sweet kisses…” he trailed off, fishing around in his pocket for a cigarette after he rotated the vegetables within the butter.
Shaking your head, you go and retrieve the apron from where he cast it aside and hung it over the kitchen table. Eyeing him over mischievously, you walk over to him and hold his hips firmly from behind and place one more soft kiss between his shoulder blades.
“Come find me when you want to put on that stupid apron again, hm?” you utter, releasing his hips and making your way over to the kitchen doorway and out of the room with haste.
Sanji shook his head with a warm smile and a dark blush. Looking to where you had just left, he sighed deeply and began to focus solely on the meal preparation with no more cause for distraction.
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ooo i love your new asks.
both with will smith (im in love)
- jacked and kind (but when you turn and hump his head aggressively lmao)
- and the trend where you tell your bf “thank you” when he says “i love you”
here’s the first ask! the second ask is right → here! hope you enjoy nonnie!
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A Tik Tok video pops up on your For You Page— some girl doing the jacked and kind trend on her boyfriend, but with a funny twist. She shifts when he picks her up and thrusts… into his face. It’s crazy, but you laugh so hard you almost drop your phone. Immediately, you think of your own boyfriend, Will. Naturally, you send him the video, then keep scrolling. But then—an idea hits. Why not just try it on him?
While waiting for him to get home, you cross your fingers that he doesn’t check his Tik Tok notifications. Luckily, he never responds so you assume he hasn’t seen it. Soon enough, he walks through the door of your shared apartment.
You greet him with a kiss, then give him time to settle in, while also keeping a close eye to make sure he doesn’t get on his phone. Once he’s comfortable, you make your way back over to him.
“Will? I saw this really cute couples Tik Tok… and I wanna do it.” you inform him in the sweetest voice you can muster.
His entire face lights up. “You wanna do a tik tok with me?!”
“Yeah! I’ve been wanting to do this one all day,” you say with an innocent smile.
You almost feel bad—he’s so excited, so oblivious. You know he loves to be included in the things you do. He constantly wants all the details of your day and to hear your random thoughts. So, it doesn’t surprise you when he nods his head, looking happy as can be.
You grab his hand and lead him into the living room, choosing the couch as your safety net in case something goes south. You show him a normal video of the trend for reference, set up the camera, and get in position.
“We got this, babe. Hit play,” he says clapping his hands confidently.
The sound begins to play and you brace yourself. Will, strong as ever, grips your waist and lifts you with ease. But, when you go to pull the “surprise” move—his reflexes kick in. He flinches, instinctively pushing you away, or rather—throwing you.
Chaos. Pure chaos.
Mid-toss, realization strikes Will. He panics, reaching out in desperation. Somehow, he catches you before you fall on your head. With a stunned laugh, he sets you back on your feet, pulling you into a tight hug.
“I think you almost died,” he breathes out, wide-eyed.
You give him a matching look. “I know! And, it would’ve been your fault!”
“I’m sorry! What even was that?! That was not in the reference video you showed me!” Will asks, voice cracking slightly.
Giggling uncontrollably, you reply. “Check what I sent you on Tik Tok, babe.”
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𓍢 (bnd ver!) like its 𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒏𝒆𝒕𝒊𝒄 .ᐟ ໒ 𓂅 ໋⋅



SIMP! bnd x CRUSH! reader GENRE ! pining, fluff, angst if u squint TW ! none (lmk if there is any) NOW PLAYING ! . . . . magnetic by ill-it WC ! 7O2
𖠗 𝐣aehyun — shy cute flirt !
insert butter-myung. once he lays eyes on you he's a goner like he's so dramatic about it, panting and clutching his chest hard "guys i think im going to die if i don't wife her up". is pretty delusional too yk. will outwardly flirt with and then get so shy smh. very cheesy pick-up lines that most of the time fail to flutter your heart but does give you a good laugh tho lol (his biggest accomplishment). expect lots of attention and acts of service ^^
𖠗 𝐫iwoo — calm (going insane inside) sweet guy !
tries to be very calm with you, his hand will always be balled in a tight fist and tries to hide the teeth gritting with a nonchalant smile (but the red ear says all lmao). very rational yet funny, constantly pulling jokes that actually make you laugh yet still being respectful. shares his food with you specially donuts!! takes you to caffé dates "hey, there's this new pretzel shop wanna check it out together??" if you say something about dieting he would immediately encourage and lecture you about how important it is eat alot. will try to feed you too >_< !
𖠗 𝐬ungho — nervous yet reliable big guy !
the first time he saw you he was literally going through a massive panic attack, he literally thought he saw an angel lord! tries hard not to stutter or get nervous around you cue the clammy heads lol. but he still tries to collect his composure together and tries to be more reliable. will tie your undone shoelaces, make sure you ate or drank, always making sure you’re not upset. bro will take you’re side and clap back on behalf of you (sass king). will let you rest your head on his broad shoulder if you fell asleep and he so happens to be sitting beside you chill.
𖠗 𝐭aesan — shy introverted observer !
he's very introverted and often struggles to express his feelings. so he will always just admire you from afar, eyes never leaving you. you're his only muse. he notices all the little details about you and your reaction and expressions to certain things. like the way your hair sways, looking soft, they way you get excited with your friends or the way his heart literally explodes when you laugh or smile. if you end up catching him looking at you he would become shy mess, hiding his face and all. you’ll have to strike the convo first tho cuz he's too shy. loves making playlists dedicated to you oh! he has 100+ songs written for you on his soundcloud (shh).
𖠗 𝐥eehan — confident and shameless flirt !
you thought he was a quite and introverted pretty boy but boy were you so wrong. he's way more extreme in cases of flirting than jaehyun. the fact that he knows that he's drop dead gorgeous makes it even more intense. he will say the most cringiest, cheesiest pick up lines with the signature poker face and an eventual smirk (cue the girls screaming) and expect you to swoon (but you don't) and bro's downbad. veryyy delusional like he will announce to the entire school you two are married (you’re not??). you become the only one he yaps about his fishes and weird obsessions too. will hysterically start crying if you tell him to eat more "OMG YOU CARE SO MUCH ABOUT ME LET'S GET MARRIED!!!" "leehan js eat!"
𖠗 𝐰oonhak — cool guy to loser lover !
he would try to put on a cool guy frat boy image infront of you but it was a big silly FAIL! that one time when you smiled back at his corny "hey, beautiful" he passed away infront of the whole class BYE. he thought he had no game but when you aided for him he realised maybe being a loser for you wouldn’t be so bad actually! "hey cuties this one's for you" and then completely misses the ball smh. takes you out to arcade dates and parks to play (you win most of the time). but nevertheless he's a fun guy to be with (pls let him win time to time :D)

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recently read your baby!name x op characters and i was thinking what abt name x baby!op characters-
they somehow turned into babies for 24 hrs (like in your fic)
just randomly thought of this while scrolling thru baby op characters on pinterest lmao
anyways have a great day/ night~~
love this idea!! I just wanted to do baby (name) first since i've seen a few baby OP characters but im more than happy to do it!
i finally got my laptop back, but im actually so upset it took so long to be fixed, and that i couldn't get all your requests out sooner! im so sorry this took ages, and to everyone else who requested before i closed requests - yours will be out soon enough! once again, so so sorry everyone :(
taglist - @kabloswrld
baby OP Men! (Straw Hats, Law, Ace, Kaku)
featuring - Zoro x F!Reader, Ace x F!Reader, Law x F!Reader, Usopp x F!Reader, Luffy x F!Reader, Kaku x F!Reader, Sanji x F!Reader
summary - the OP men get turned into babies for 24 hours and naturally, you're the babysitter.
warnings - none except that i haven't watched far enough to know what Law and Ace were like as kids so them and Kaku will just be wild guesses. and there is no longer yellow font so i will just be making Law's colour blue.
ZORO
Waking up to the sounds of things breaking and crashing against other things wasn't uncommon on the Sunny. It has been something you'd all become accustomed to on the Merry, which just carried over to the Sunny. More often than not, the source was Zoro and Sanji, so you just rolled over and went back to bed.
Until the cry of an infant woke you right back up.
You looked down at yourself, sighing in relief when you realised it wasn't you this time. However, if not you then who?
You got your answer when you walked into the kitchen and spotted a green-haired baby fussing and throwing pots at a scowling blonde cook.
"Devil child!" Sanji yelled, earning him another pot to the face.
You laughed at the sight, and both of them turned to look at you. Sanji breathed a sigh of relief, while baby Zoro crawled across the countertop to get to you.
"What happened to him?" You asked the cook as you lifted the moody infant up into your arms, where he relaxed and cooed happily.
"That idiot got too cocky and tried to take on a devil fruit user without knowing what the devil fruit actually was," Sanji explained, throwing another hateful glare at the baby swordsman in your arms. "Now he's stuck like this for a whole day."
You volunteered to care for him, something that no one else seemed willing or able to do. You supposed it was fitting, since Zoro threw a tantrum every time he was with someone who wasn't you. It was funny really, how he would scream and throw things when you set him down or handed him to someone else and then immediately fall silent when you picked him up again. Zoro was not a clingy adult, but he was certainly a very clingy baby.
But you didn't mind.
He was calmest when you sat and watched the ocean with him perched on your lap, bouncing a little on your thighs as he tried to see over the railing. You laughed and lifted him up, setting the green-haired infant on your shoulders.
"That better, baby?"
He cooed and clapped his tiny hands, indicating he was much more satisfied now. Then his fingers found your hair, and be busied himself pulling and playing with it as you chuckled and let him be. His attention span was short, but even shorter now that he was barely a year old.
"Not too hard now," you reminded him, laughing when he just pulled harder. "Even as a baby you're a bully." That only earned you a whine and a harder tug on your strands, but you only laughed more because it didn't really hurt.
He ended up falling asleep on your chest that night, small hand fisting your shirt. You were humming and singing softly to get him to sleep, so it was a bit of a relief when you saw his eyes closed.
In the morning, he hovered over you with a teasing smirk on his face.
"So I'm a bully huh?"
ACE
After your encounter with the de-aging devil fruit user, you would think Ace would have been more inclined to avoiding him. But no, your boyfriend was super confident that he could take this guy on and not get hit with the de-aging beam, which is why you were now back on the Moby Dick with a very pouty infant Ace on your lap. He only wore a diaper, and had thrown a tantrum when you tried to put something else on. The crew was laughing and teasing him, which only made him poutier.
And also shoot little balls of fire at their shoes. He looked at you innocently, but you knew he did it on purpose.
Ace is just as naughty as you would think he'd be as a baby. If you lose sight of him for one second, he's gone and you're running around panicking and trying to find this troublemaker, which is much harder now that he's so small. You end up finding him under a table or crawling towards any set of stairs on the ship. And he'll giggle and smile innocently, instantly earning your forgiveness.
"You're a handful, you know that?" You huff as you pick him up right before he tumbles down some steps. "Stop trying to hurt yourself!"
Ace just cooed and reached for your face, patting your cheek affectionately before nuzzling his face against it. He becomes so clingy when you try to do work while babysitting him, always pulling your hair or squeezing your nose hard when you paid more attention to a chore than him.
"Ace! I'm trying to work, I'll play with you just now."
Ace babbles nonsense and starts to cry, making you sigh as you turn your attention back to him. Then he immediately stops crying and is happily giving you sloppy kisses all over your face, his mood changing in that split second.
You don't get any work done.
Ace also has a tendency to disappear when you set him down for one second, only to reappear by a screaming crewmate who's trying to put out a fire on their pants. The little 2nd division commander would howl with laughter and fall onto his back, before pouting when he realises he can't get up and then cries for you. Little Ace is a menace.
"You need to go sleep!" You sighed in exasperation as you rocked Ace back and forth gently, later that evening in your room. "Please?"
Ace just giggled and sucked in his tiny fingers, a very blatant 'no'. You sighed and sat on the bed, setting him on your lap. Trying to bounce him didn't work because he just got excited and more energetic. Then you finally remembered the one time he never fails to sleep, and you were almost mad at him for making you so tired and worn out that you'd forgotten.
You got him the softest food you can find in the kitchen, and watch in amusement as he falls face-first onto the bed next to the bowl. You quickly turn him over, laughing softly as you tucked him in.
LAW
Law doesn't make mistakes often, but when he does they have extreme consequences. Like now, when you'd warned him about something but he overlooked it, claiming it wasn't important. Which ended up with him sitting on your lap, looking at you with big, innocent eyes - an infant.
You weren't sure what to do with this tiny version of your pale boyfriend. So for a while you just sat there and kind of...stared at each other. He was looking into your soul - you were sure of it, because no baby has a look that intense.
"So..." You started, "What do you want to do?"
Blank stare. That's all you got. Law was not so different as a baby, he was extremely quiet and reserved, he didn't move much and he just stared. It was almost like talking to a baby doll.
"Right, um...are you hungry?" You tried again.
He blinked. Then he crawled off your lap, attempting to jump off the bed but being caught by you since he would very obviously hurt himself. He tried to glare, but he was so small and cute it became a very adorable pout.
"You're tiny remember!" You groaned. "I know you don't like asking for help but come on, you're going to hurt yourself."
He rolled his eyes.
"HEY!"
Then he giggled, something you didn't expect. Your jaw dropped, eyes going wide as he flat out giggled at your response to his little display of attitude. He was so cute giggling that you didn't want him to stop, but once he realised you were grinning at him he immediately went quiet and pouted again.
"You're impossible."
Another giggle, and you side-eyed him. He only giggled more before pointing to the bookshelf in his room. You sighed and took him over to it, letting him reach for whatever book he seemingly wanted you to read to him. Of course, it was a medical book.
You laid him against your chest as you leaned back against the headboard, opening the book and going to its contents section to decide which section to read to him. But he grew impatient, and reached out to grab a tiny fistful of pages and turn them over.
"Alright then."
As you began to read, Law listened intently and focused on the picutres, his eyes wide with interest. You smiled softly at the sight, marvelling at how cute he was when he was curious at this size. But he was still a baby, so after a few minutes of reading his eyes started to droop and he turned his body a little so he could grasp your shirt in his small fist. And then he was out, and you smiled and kisses the top of his head as you set the book aside and cuddled him.
Baby Law was so sweet and cute, even if his attitude was just like adult Law's.
KAKU
"And what have we learned?"
Of course, you couldn't expect a response from the man you were asking that question. That would be because he was now less than a year old, laying flat on his back across your legs and gazing up at you with big, innocent eyes. He just cooed softly and kicked his small legs lazily, reaching for you.
You sighed. The idiot had gone head-first into a fight he didn't properly think through. It was his most reckless move yet, and now he was paying the price as a baby. Simply because Jabra had pissed him off.
Kaku was a relatively calm and quiet baby. He didn't fuss much, and he wasn't too noisy. Adorably, he was also a shy and easily flustered little infant. But one thing he did want was your attention, and he wanted it the whole day.
So you carried him around the whole day, much like he'd done when you'd been babified. You rarely left him alone, and if you did it was only for bathroom breaks or like five seconds. You were afraid of leaving him around alone, because the other CP9 members could be mean and careless and some of them would definitely be rough with and bully him.
You had to admit, his little long nose was the cutest thing ever, apart from when he accidentally bumped it against you and then giggled. He was so sweet, rubbing the spot he bumped with his small hand and then giving you a sloppy kiss.
Baby Kaku is also very playful. Once he gets comfortable in his state. He tries to make funny noises with his long nose and then erupts into the cutest baby laughter right after. He will also curiously pull on his nose, only to have it wobble like a springboard when he's done, causing more giggles.
"Come onnnnn it'll be good!"
Unfortunately, he was very fussy with his food. You were trying to feed him some mashed potatoes, because that was the only appropriate thing you could find, but he just stared at you like 'really?' and kept his little mouth closed. After that, you were forced to go out and buy baby food.
Like Law, baby Kaku wants to be read to. But he won't be satisfied with the usual infant storytime books, because even as a baby he is much smarter than that. He prefers something historical, which may be boring for you but absolutely thrills him. He gets excited and bounces on your lap, tapping the book with his small hands while you're struggling to keep your eyes open.
When he's finally ready to sleep, he tries to fight it because he likes having you baby him like this. But eventually he drifts off when placed on your chest, because you're so warm and comfortable it lulls him into slumber.
When he wakes up an adult, he looks sheepish.
"We learned not to rush into a fight recklessly."
LUFFY
If you thought Luffy was a menace as a teenager, you were really in for it when he got turned into an infant by the same devil fruit user who'd done it to you. Of course, Luffy being Luffy, he forgot about that and charged straight into the fight without even considering your plan. And that's what now led to you having to carry a very fussy, very tiny Monkey D. Luffy back to the Thousand Sunny.
As expected, he is an active infant.
"Luffy no!"
But not only is he baby Luffy, he is baby Luffy with stretchy abilities. As seen now when he giggles loudly and grabs the mast, before propelling himself halfway across the ship. If Robin hadn't been around to catch him using her own devil fruit ability, you're pretty sure you'd be facing a sobbing, snotty-nosed little captain.
You have to chase this baby around the ship to actually change him or do any of the basic baby care things. He is so quick to crawl away when it comes to diaper-changing, but he is even quicker to crawl back with the promise of food, as usual. You cannot take your eyes off him though, because if you do for even one second he's gone and a ship-wide hunt for the naughty infant has to be conducted.
Infant Luffy is VERY good at hide and seek.
"Now where could Luffy be?" You say out loud as you walk around the ship, amused when a little giggle follows your words. "Maybe he's in the kitchen." Another giggle. "Or maybe he's right...here!"
And when you uncover his hiding spot and grab him, he squeals and tries to wriggle out of yours arms. But ultimately starts giggling and laughing uncontrollably as you tickle his little sides and smother his tiny face in kisses. He loves having all your attention on him, and will not hesitate to trip someone from the ground or reach around you to pull on their hair if they take your attention away from him for even a second. Baby Luffy is a lot clingier than grown up Luffy.
But if you sit him down in the aquarium or in the crow's nest and let him watch the fish or the water while you tell him stories about Shanks that he's told you before, he'll calm down a little bit and relax. His eyes will go big and he'll stare at you in awe as you tell him all of these stories, even if he doesn't really understand. And when you make big gestures to try and show him, he cutely tries to mimic you and make those same gestures with his little arms. Which always has you cooing at him and him giggling at how cute you found it.
He was so hyper that you almost couldn't put him to sleep, and you didn't think he would ever fall asleep. But after a while of you - once again - chasing him around the ship, you finally caught him and managed (somehow) to rock him to sleep.
When he woke up a grown boy, there really wasn't much difference in his behaviour, even after you told him about his infant self.
SANJI
Honestly you don't even know how it happened. One minute you're engaging the enemy, the next your old friend with the de-aging devil fruit appears and this time targets your boyfriend. Which is why now you're sitting in the kitchen with a pouty baby cook on the table, the two of you just staring at each other.
When he realises he can't cook like this, the poor blonde bursts into tears, looking so upset it breaks your heart. You quickly pull him into your arms and cradle him, and he slowly calms down and looks up at you with his big, round eyes.
"There we go," you smiled at him, kissing his little cheek. "It's okay."
If you think Sanji is clingy as a grown up, his clinginess soars to new heights as a baby. He will absolutely not let go of you if you're holding him, not for any reason other than you needing the bathroom. He wants your attention on him for the full 24 hours, which of course is nothing new but still makes you laugh every time he gets pouty when you're not looking at him.
He's also a very sly baby. He uses his cuteness to his advantage to get Zoro in trouble, because every time he cries and points to Zoro, you glare at the swordsman or chuck something at him, much to Sanji's amusement.
"You're ugly and annoying even as a baby!" You heard Zoro shouting when you'd left them alone for one second to fetch some food for Sanji. "Stop looking at me like that!"
"ZORO!" You chided as you walked back into the room, coincidentally as soon as Sanji decided to start bawling to exaggerate the situation. He pointed at the green-haired swordsman as he cried, making you sigh and smack him upside his head. This caused Sanji to stop crying and giggle, earning a glare from Zoro.
"Why, you-!"
"Zoro, he's just a baby," you sighed, "He's going to annoy you."
"He annoys me regardless," the swordsman huffed, walking away. "Just keep that little demon away from me."
Sanji stuck his tiny tongue out at the bulky man's figure as he retreated, making you laugh and scoop the cook up into your arms. He immediately relaxed and cooed happily, playing with your shirt as if it was the most interesting thing in the world.
Sanji is a fussy eater, which you kind of figured. He doesn't settle for just any soft food, he specifically likes pureed apple. So every time you have to feed him, you have to either feed him some you got from an island you had to stop at when you first found out about his preference, or you have to puree the apples yourself.
Changing Sanji's diaper is also easy, because he's very calm and he lets you do it without much fuss. You have no issues putting him to sleep, either, because once you've changed him for the last time at night, he's out like a light. And you smile and bring him to your bed to sleep, laying him in between your pillows.
When he wakes up, he's back to being a smug little mf because he woke up in your bed.
USOPP
Honestly you didn't even know what had happened while you had stayed on the ship to keep watch. The others all returned looking weary but otherwise okay, so you just assumed Usopp was too, and you didn't think to ask why Brook and Sanji looked so suspicious, passing something between them behind their backs. That is, of course, until you heard the unmistakable sound of an infant crying.
"What was that?" You looked at them, raising an eyebrow.
"What was what?" Sanji asked, laughing nervously.
The infant cried again, and you stalked over and pushed them aside to reveal your boyfriend...only smaller. Baby Usopp stared up at you with wide, terrified eyes, tears streaming down his adorably chubby cheeks.
"What the-How did this happen??"
You looked up, but everyone avoided your gaze and made excuses to leave. So you just sighed and picked the baby up, wiping his tears away and gently rocking him to calm him down. He did eventually, but the terror never left his eyes as he got hold of your shirt collar and never let go.
"Hey, hey," you cooed softly. "It's okay, I'm here."
When he calmed down, you realised he had been so scared that he'd messed himself, so you changed him. Poor Usopp was already so nervous and frightened as a grown up, that as a baby he was almost always shaking. But you put him at ease, and whenever he was in your arms he was calm, relaxed and very playful. He liked your hair, liked to play with it and also, apparently, eat it.
"Usopp no!" You laughed as you once again had to pull your hair out of his tiny mouth. His bottom lip trembled, and you quickly amended it by kissing his cheeks and giving him something else to play with.
He liked to tinker even as a baby. You gave him the safest things he could play with, and he would try to arrange it in a certain way that wasn't just a jumbled mess. You were very impressed when he managed to stack all the gold coins you'd given him to play with - under Nami's strict supervision, of course.
However, he was naughty when it came to being fed. It wasn't that he was a fussy eater, he just liked to play with his food. And he had incredible aim, so every bunch of food he threw landed on its intended target. Which was you. Sanji had tried to feed him, but the stress of wasted food got to him and you had to replace him before he yelled at poor baby Usopp.
Putting him to sleep is relatively easier than putting anyone else on this list to sleep. As soon as you noticed his eyes drooping while you told him a story - one of his own made-up adventures - you picked him up and placed him on his bed, and he was out.
When he woke up in the morning, all grown up, he groaned.
"That was the scariest experience of my life."
A/N: I'm so sorry if this seems rushed or isn't as good as you expected, it's been a busy few weeks and i'm so mentally exhausted but i really wanted to get this out for you! Again, requests that were in my inbox before i closed them will be posted as soon as possible! Please just be patient with me, 2024 is turning out to be a weird year for me.
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okay so like.. idk if you know that guy on tiktok who just sings at famous people (@/harry.daniels on tiktok) but hes so funny. im just imagining someone like him coming up to reader and ellie, and reader is like YES KING! and ellie is not having it at ALL.
I FUCKING LOVE HIM he cracks me up every time like I genuinely go into full wheeze mode when he does the crazy vibrato?? I’m crying.
LIKE. IMAGINE THIS
OKAY but the idea of him pulling up on reader and Ellie is so real like. you and Ellie just got off a private jet, holding hands, sunglasses on, looking all hot and famous and untouchable. paparazzi flashing. security trailing. ellie’s in full rockstar mode, jaw set, tattooed hand tight around yours. you’re both giving “don’t talk to us unless you’re legally required to.”
AND THEN.
out of nowhere, he appears. Harry Daniels. tiktok’s chaotic serenade prince. sprinting across the terminal in a full dramatic run. the airport acoustics are already echoing as he lets out this absolutely unhinged, vibrato-shaking-the-earth “SHEEEEEEEEE…SHEEEEE LIVES IN DAYDREAMS WITH MEEEEEE”
reader immediately LOSES it. you’re gasping, clapping like a seal, yelling “KING!! GO OFF!! I LITERALLY LOVE YOU!!! I FOLLOW YOU ON MY PRIVATE ACCOUNT!!” and HARMONIZING WITH HIM.
while Ellie looks around like she’s just been drafted into a social experiment. She fakes a smile. She gives him a slow, cursed thumbs up. She turns to you and goes “Babe. What is happening.”
he hits the high note with tears in his eyes and Ellie’s like “I swear to god if he comes any closer I’m gonna call Rachel.”
and you’re just filming the whole thing whispering “This is the best day of my life. This is the best day of my life.”
ellie’s not chill about it. but she doesn’t stop it. she just glares the entire time while security drags him away and mutters “what the fuck was that. you’re sleeping on the couch tonight.” and you’re like “you were literally in front of a legend and didin't know it.”
the video blows up like CRAZY. his most liked tiktok to this day. someone in the comments goes “Y/N is such a fangirl it’s embarrassing.”
and Ellie replies “I know.”
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CHAPTER ONE
❛ soundcheck & stupid idiots ❜
✦ content warnings ✦: smut, sexual situations and tension, cheating!, toxic environments, rockstar behavior, drug use, alcohol, mental health themes, angst. erm i think that’s it :/
The thing about being in a band with three brothers is that they argue like its their full-time job. Which, unfortunately, it kind of is.
And todays debate? whether chris being 20 minutes late to rehearsal is a big deal or not that deep.
Spoiler, matt thinks its a big deal.
"You’re late," matt announces the second chris strolls in, drumsticks tapping an annoyed rhythm against his thigh.
Chris, who has approximately zero shame, just shrugs. "im here now."
You suppress an eye roll so powerful it could knock you unconsious and adjust the mic stand in front of you.
"why are you so pressed?" chris asks, slinging his guitar strap over his shoulder like he’s the main character of an indie movie.
"maybe because youre in a band and we cant exacly practice without you" matt deadpans
Chris scoffs, tuning his guitar like matt isn't five seconds away from launching a drumstick at his head. "you guys clearly survived without me."
"we’d survive without you permanently too" matt mutters
"oh, my bad─did i say i was late? i meant i was giving everyone a break from your personality."
You snort, and matt immediately glares at you
Chris grins. "see? she gets it."
matt turns that glare back on him. "of course she does, you both share mediocre humor."
Chris just flashes you that stupid easy grin, the one that makes it way too easy to forgive him.
And the worst part? you let it work, Every time.
40 minutes later rehearsal is still very much ongoing, every minute longer than the other. The thing about Matt is that he takes this band seriously. Too seriously, if you ask Chris. Not seriously enough, if you ask Matt.
And the thing about you and Matt? you're not exactly besties.
Which is why when you miss a note─barely a fraction off-key, nothing major─you immediately brace yourself.
"That was off," Matt says flatly.
You grip the mic, "no, it wasnt."
Matt tilts his head, eyes glinting with smug amusement. "oh? so now youre bad at music and lying?"
Chris snorts. "Yo, that was kind of crazy."
You turn to him, incredulous. "Whose side are you on?"
Chris raises his hands in surrender. "Not yours, apparently."
Matt smirks, tapping out a rhythm on the snare. "Tough break, rockstar."
You narrow your eyes at him, grip tightening around the mic stand. "I could literally unplug your entire kit and no one would care."
"Oh? so now you're bad at music, lying and violent?"
Nick sighs so loud it echoes over the amps. "Can we please just run through the set again before you two start throwing hands?"
Chris grins. "I'd actually pay to see that."
Matt rolls his eyes. "you'd lose."
You scoff, "you think you'd win?"
"I think I'd win easily."
"Oh, okay, drummer boy."
Chris claps his hands together. "Alright, great energy, love the tension─let's make it productive."
Matt mutters something under his breath, gripping his sticks.
You pretend you didn't hear him.
(You heard him.)
After rehearsal, Chris was the first to leave─ something about plans, which probably means meeting up with people who aren't you.
You tell yourself it doesn't bother you.
Nick stays behind, flipping through his camera roll, mumbling something about getting new promo shots next week.
And Matt─Matt just watches you.
Not in a weird way. More like he's waiting for you to say something first.
But you don't.
Because you already know what he's thinking.
Instead, you sigh, stretching your arms over your head. "We sounded good today."
Matt gives you a look. You know the one.
"You think that's funny?" he asks.
You grin. "I think it's funny how much you and Chris argue about literally everything."
Matt makes a face like he wants to argue with that, too, but instead, he just huffs a laugh and shakes his head.
"He's an idiot," Matt mutters.
You grin wider. "Yeah, but he's your idiot."
Matt looks at you. "Yeah, he's yours too."
You scoff, "Don't remind me."
Theres a beat of silence. A shift. A moment where Matt looks at you like he wants to say something else.
But then Nick shoves his camera in both your faces, declaring, "Promo pic," before either of you can move.
You and Matt both groan in unison, and just like that─the tension breaks. For now.
The next day
Rehearsal is the same as it always is.
Chaotic, too loud, filled with Matt’s grumbling, Chris’s laziness, and Nick’s occasional attempts at keeping the peace. You don’t know why Nick bothers. Keeping the peace in this band is like trying to stop a fire by politely asking it to calm down.
Chris is still on his phone, half-tuned into whatever conversation you’re all having. Matt is tuning his drums with unnecessary aggression, probably still mad at Chris breathing in his direction.
Nick, being the only professional one here, is adjusting his camera settings. He’s always filming rehearsal, always snapping random pictures of you mid-song, half-screaming into the mic or catching Matt mid-eye-roll. You don’t hate it. At least someone gives a shit about documenting this mess.
“You gonna put that thing down?” Matt nods toward Chris, arms crossed over his chest.
Chris barely looks up. “What thing?”
“Your fucking phone, dumbass.”
Chris tilts his head, like the concept of not being on his phone for five minutes is too much to comprehend. “Why?”
Matt lets out the biggest sigh of his life. “Oh, I don’t know. Maybe because we’re at rehearsal, and you’re supposed to be playing guitar instead of scrolling through Instagram like a thirteen-year-old girl?”
Chris smirks, eyes still locked on the screen. “Crazy of you to assume thirteen-year-old girls would follow me.”
You snort, and Matt turns on you instantly.
“Don’t encourage him.”
“I’m not,” you say, biting back a grin. “I just think he has a point.”
Matt glares at you like you’ve personally betrayed him. “Wow. And here I was, thinking you were on my side.”
“I’m on no one’s side,” you say, picking up the mic. “I’m on the side of getting this over with so I can go home.”
“Yeah,” Chris says, finally setting his phone down, “that makes two of us.”
You don’t know why that pisses you off.
It shouldn’t.
But it does.
The First Run-Through
The first song goes okay.
Not great. Not even good, really. But okay.
You’re halfway through the second verse when Chris completely butchers the chord progression, and Matt nearly snaps a drumstick in half.
“For fuck’s sake,” Matt groans, stopping mid-beat.
Chris doesn’t even look phased. “My bad.”
Matt stares at him, waiting for something more.
Chris stares back, blinking.
Matt’s eye twitches. “Are you gonna, I don’t know—fix it?”
Chris leans back against the amp, stretching. “I mean, yeah. Eventually.”
Matt turns to you. “You see what I’m dealing with?”
You roll your eyes, adjusting the mic stand. “I’ve been seeing it for years, man.”
Nick chimes in before Matt has an aneurysm. “It wasn’t that bad. We’ll run through it again.”
Matt mumbles something under his breath that definitely isn’t appropriate and probably isn’t legal.
Chris smirks. “Relax, bro. It’s not like we’re playing Madison Square Garden.”
Matt throws his drumstick at Chris’s head.
Chris dodges. Barely.
During break, you lean against the wall, drinking water while Nick scrolls through some of the footage he shot. Chris is back on his phone, and Matt is tapping out a rhythm on his drum kit, probably resisting the urge to beat Chris with his bare hands.
Nick glances at you. “Wanna see?”
You nod, sliding down onto the couch beside him. He plays back one of the videos, the footage capturing the way you move onstage—the way you and Chris naturally drift toward each other, the way Matt’s eyes stay locked on you for just a second too long.
You feel Matt watching over your shoulder.
“Delete that,” he says, pointing to a frame where you’re mid-hair flip, eyes closed, completely lost in the song.
Nick raises an eyebrow. “Why?”
Matt shrugs. “Because she looks like an idiot.”
You shove him. “Fuck you.”
Matt smirks. “I’d rather die.”
Nick just sighs. “I don’t know why I put up with you two.”
Chris, still distracted, barely glances up. “Because you love us.”
Nick doesn’t deny it.
The Second Run-Through
It’s better.
Barely.
Chris actually tries this time, which is shocking. Matt is still grumpy as hell, but at least he’s not actively plotting a murder.
You sing, pushing past the irritation, focusing on the music instead of the unspoken tension that’s always there.
Nick takes more pictures.
Matt keeps time, his drumsticks flying, jaw clenched, focused.
Chris doesn’t miss a note.
By the end of it, you’re exhausted.
“Good enough?” you ask, setting the mic down.
Matt wipes sweat off his forehead, breathing hard. “Not even close.”
Chris shrugs. “Close enough for me.”
Matt looks like he’s about to throw something again.
Nick steps in before violence erupts. “We’ll work on it more tomorrow.”
Chris is already packing up.
“Can’t wait,” he says, voice dripping with sarcasm.
You expect him to say something—to acknowledge you, maybe tell you he’ll call or text or at least act like your boyfriend.
But he doesn’t.
He just leaves.
No goodbye. No glance in your direction.
And Matt sees it.
You know he does, because he won’t stop staring at you.
You force a laugh, shoving your stuff into your bag. “I don’t know what you’re looking at.”
Matt shrugs, too casual. “Just wondering how long you’re gonna keep pretending that’s normal.”
You freeze for half a second.
Then, without looking at him, you grab your keys and walk out.
Because Matt doesn’t get it.
or maybe he does, which in all honesty─is worse.
And you don’t have time for that.
ᥫ᭡ Authors Note
this is pretty eh
but i’m so locked in on this series don’t even play w me rn. im excited
xoxo paris
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would it be insane to say college!jenson accidentally pavlov’s you a little bit during all of your study sessions? you finish your speech and everyone’s clapping politely and your professor compliments your new-found confidence and you have to pretend your blush and quickened heart rate are a result of being nervous when really you’ve just been conditioned to get all hot and bothered by praise. if you confessed it to jenson he’d probably get mock-jealous and decide he’d have to do something to make sure it’s only his praise you respond to (i.e. fuck you into his mattress until you barely remember anyone else exists, asking whose you are the whole time).
i can’t believe i ever said i didn’t have any narsty thoughts to share, i guess i lied because i clearly do. you can call me 🌿 (if that’s okay??) seeing as i clearly need to go outside….
🌿 ANON YOU ARE PERMANENTLY WELCOMED INTO MY CAMPING SITE, IM MAKING YOU A TENT AS WE SPEAK RIGHT NOW WHAT IN THE WORLD
he's tying your pretty hands above your head, legs thrown over his shoulder as he's fucking you hard and fast, the only thing your mind should ever be focused on now is his cock and only his words. he's drilling them into your cockdrunk brain, but poor little lamb's too fucked out to understand so he has to remind her again and again and again.
would be pretty funny if one of his friends - im gonna say lewis - was in your class and he winks at you and says you did so good, you were such a good girl and jenson immediately drags you off to the bathroom to fuck your brains out, roughing fingering you and saying "of course my baby's all wet, she'll start creaming for any guy who praises her hm?" and the entire time he's whispering in your ear, saying you better not cum, there's no way in hell you're going to cum if all your arousal was because of lewis and not him.
hehehe might edge you until you finally give in and tell him you're only his and he's shoving his tongue down your throat, rubbing your clit as you cum with a shriek from your lips.
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jw x r fluff req : sikowitz ships them and they’re always together in partner projects etc
The perfect play
Jade west x fem!reader
Warnings: cussing, fluff
A/n: this is from episode 7 season 3
“All right! Now let’s talk about the new play im directing!” Sikowitz says with a creepy smile on his face. “Do I get to star in it?” Jade asks and Andre immediately gets defensive. “Uh I think it’s mine turn to star in it.” Andre argues and then everyone starts to argue and get into a hissy fit while you just sat there playing with your hands. Jade sees this and gives you her keys to play with so you don’t pick your nails or skin. Sikowitz sees this and makes a mental note of it. He secretly ships you and Jade together and with his new play he’s making, he knows just how to spice things up.
“This time, you people will choose your own roles.” Sikowitz says as he grabs a little box and hands it to Andre and beck. They are playing as twins and Andre makes a funny comment about how the mom has some explaining to do which made everyone laugh. Sikowitz makes a annoying car sound and stops by jade and she picks “Walter swain. Loving husband of Nancy.” She said blankly. Then sikowitz makes more noises as he goes over to you and puts the box in front of your face. You put your hand inside the box and picked out a piece of paper that read “Nancy swain. Loving wife of Walter swain.” You read out loud.
You felt your cheeks heat up and you look over at Jade who still had a blank look on her face as she looked at you. You didn’t notice but when sikowitz walked away he had a big smile on his face as he was hoping that his plan will work. For the next past few days you and Jade have been hanging out so y’all could rehearse. You started to see a side of jade that you didn’t even think beck saw and you were grateful for it. Jade behind all of her tough and scary exterior was really just a hurt girl who just wants love and to be treated right. Jade and you were putting on y’all’s costumes before the play when sikowitz came over. “Are y’all ready? We will be starting in two minutes. Y’all got this!” He said quickly and yelled at cat to get him his coconut.
You walked out with Andre and beck onto the stage and started it the play. All eyes were on you and you definitely started to feel the nerves and pressure of it all now, but it went away when you heard the car door sound come on, signaling that Jade will be coming out. A few more minutes into the play and it was about over, Jade did the part where she pretends to fall asleep on your chest and she puts her full body weight onto you. “Honey? Wake up.” You say softly as jade shoots up looking around crazily “blastoff!” She exclaimed. “No. No you were saying I’m so…” you started and Jade cuts you off “oh right. You’re so good, gentle…how can you love a sleepy loser like me?!” She exclaimed and looked up dramatically. “You are no sleepy loser. You’re an astronaut.” You said lovingly as you hold onto her arm as you look at her with so much love in your eyes. “I love you.” Jade says as she looks deep into your eyes.
“I love you.” You replied and the scene was that you were supposed to hug but what you weren’t expecting was Jade to grab you by your waist and crash her lips onto yours. You kissed her back as you heard clapping and cheering in the background. The both of you pulled away and grabbed each others hands and bent forward. Out of the corner of your eye you see sikowitz clapping and cheering y’all on like a crazy person. The curtains were rolled, covering the stage and you looked at Jade once more. “Did you do that for the show or did you actually mean it…” you asked Jade, hoping that you will get the answer you are hoping for. “I meant it. Go on a date with me…please?” She silently begged at the end which made you smile because you know that THE Jade west never begs. “Of course we can. How about now since the play is over?” You said as you grabbed her hand and Jade followed you out of the school building to your car. You were gonna thank sikowitz later.
A/n: sorry anon that this took so long but I hope you enjoyed this! And I hope the rest of y’all enjoyed it too! Remember to stay hydrated and to rest! I love y’all :)
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