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pairing: sir lewis hamilton x fem!oc; Nadia

summary: a lil workplace visit can’t be that bad, right?

warnings: cussing, links to pinterest. a lil short, sorry!

saint’s team radio 🎀: hiiiii there. thank you for all the love on virgo’s groove, i truly love each and everyone of you! hope you enjoy this, babies!

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Lewis had missed his wife, terribly so.

Often being reminded by most, that his companion was not next to him as much as she was the last two weeks. He never tired talking about her in any sense and to anyone who would listen. By now, she would’ve spoken about her students or a joke that her friends used to tell as she attended university many years ago. Possibly a song she was thinking about or a candy she tried from the hotel in Miami.

He had missed the bright smile she often displayed at anyone who was open to receiving it or whenever she spoke of her new friends. Lewis had realised she had quite the loud laugh, contradicting her quiet voice, and how she would laugh at his jokes, a quiet wheeze at first then a boisterous laugh following right after. He had also missed how she would slip into one of her many home languages whenever she spoke and how she would derail the conversation to explain every little thing in that specific language.

Surprisingly so, he liked seeing that she was spending his money, even after trying to convince her that it was totally okay. Lewis also liked how she would send little updates on her day just as he did as well, talking about how she’s constantly stopped in the streets for pictures and how shocked she always was that people recognised her.

He also liked the rambles she had whenever they got the chance to facetime. Making her blush at his words was always a sight to see and how she would try do it back but her giggles held her back.

Lewis missed Nadia. A lot.

Sitting in his hotel room in Barcelona, he stared at the suitcases that were waiting right by the door. He checked his carry on once again to check that the little gifts he got her were okay. The specific hoodie he was wearing still had faint scents of her perfume, making Lewis feel giddy to get home. Months ago, he would’ve always said that the world is his home but ever since he met Nadia, he could feel his smile get larger as his thoughts go on.

Managing to get a podium, just as he promised her, he remembered her excitement and astonishment when he explained how many he actually had. She went on to tell him that she’ll make celebratory baked goods for whenever he gets back. Lewis knew that he was distracted when he attended a dinner with some friends after the race, his phone couldn’t be separated from his hands. All that was on his mind was seeing her.

-

“I know we initially removed the second question from the assignment but the board brought it forward that it needs to be done.” As soon as Nadia finished her sentence, her year 12 students groaned loudly.

“It didn’t make sense to me either but because you’re my kiddies, I’ll research when I get home and just get a memo so you don’t have to worry. Even if you all write the same thing, it’s okay.” She assured, walking to her desk after handing out the ‘new’ assignment papers.

“Uh, Ms Brown. You said this can be typed out, right?” A hand that was raised asked. Before the teacher could answer, someone interjected.

“It’s Mrs Hamilton, Tash.” That made a few students laugh. Nadia would never get used to hearing herself being referred to that. Every time she even woke up in that house, it was unbelievable.

With a little chuckle, she put her pen down. “Thank you, Kim. But yes, it needs to be typed out and don’t forget to make a cover, everyone.” Picking up her pen once again, Nadia went on to work on the question that troubled the whole class.

Silence fell and all that was heard was faint music coming from some kid’s headphones as they worked on their assignment or their homework, Nadia never had an issue if they needed to complete other tasks from their other classes.

Glancing at the clock on her desk, there were at least two hours of school left but luckily, she only had a few classes that day and was able to go home early. An empty large mansion but it was home. Craving the vanilla macrons she made yesterday, Nadia was more than excited to get home.

It was also the day that she expected her husband back home from Spain. Mondays usually went slower than the usual but she pushed her excitement to the back of her head as she continued to work. There was still some time left with her favourite class so she relaxed in her seat.

Nadia’s phone kept buzzing with text messages as she typed away on her laptop, sending an apologetic look to the students who’s heads whipped at the distracting sounds. Picking it up, all she saw was messages from Maggie, the school office admin, sending through messages that basically implied that she was shaking, she was excited and constantly repeated ‘girllllll’.

The class was now interested in whatever was going on because Nadia’s eyebrows furrowed in confusion. There was nothing she was aware of unless the principal wanted to talk to her about something but that was even more confusing.

A knock echoed through the classroom and she gave the student closest to the door a signal to open it and he froze at the door, seemingly starstruck. All the kids then leaned outside their desks to see and they began screaming in excitement at whoever was at the door. The figure walked in the door and Nadia’s stomach dropped at the sight.

“Oh my days, Lewis Hamilton is in my class!”

-

After eventually calming down the class who were still shocked and buzzing at the fact that Lewis was there, he offered to take pictures with everyone and even brought them doughnuts that he had left outside the class in hopes to surprise them. He locked eyes with his wife and made his way to her, signalling to the kids that he’d be right back to take pictures.

Nadia threw her arms around his waist as soon as Lewis was close enough, he kissed through her wig then her forehead, completely aware that the kids were watching and recording. “I don’t wanna get fired, Lew.” Nadia spoke, facing away from her students.

“I had a word with the principal, you’re good.” He reassured, patting her back. Winking at her as he went back to the excited kids, she felt the butterflies in her stomach. She also realised how spontaneous he was because he really just showed up to her work like he forgot who he was.

Getting home was a bit of a challenge, the rest of the school caught wind of his appearance and that was a mission in itself. To Nadia’s luck, school was still in session and she could get home early with her husband by her side. The deal was that Lewis would come speak to the kids one day in exchange for his spontaneity.

Climbing out of the Range Rover that she drove herself to school in, Lewis held her hand to the front door where his suitcases were waiting to be let in. It felt all so domestic like they’ve done this a thousand times before, taking off their shoes right by the door and she immediately slipped into her slides. The home smelt like a mixture of her sweet perfume, cookies and the ocean scented incense she bought for the house.

“Welcome home!” Nads turned around after dropping all her things on the kitchen island to throw her arms around his neck for the physical touch they had been waiting for. They melted into the hug, faces digging into each other’s necks, engulfing each other with their warmth. The two stood there for what seemed like an eternity before letting go eventually. “That felt good, wow.” Lewis said, his eyes taking in every part of her face.

He had missed her so much.

“Right? It felt like a month apart. How are you feeling? Spain was something else.” Nadia smiled, still unable to look at him in his eyes. Before he could answer, he knew he couldn’t just outright say anything to her yet. Lewis couldn’t tell her that he’s falling for her so quickly, so much so that he wanted to shout it out to the world. He did that already, the world just doesn’t know that all of this isn’t real.

“I’ve been alright, just wanted to come back home and relax. Getting that podium though,” Lewis breathed out. “Please, you made it look flawless.” Nadia interrupted, with a ‘duh’ expression on her face. He couldn’t help but genuinely smile at that.

She walked further into the kitchen and he followed after her like a puppy, waiting for her to do anything. “I made you vegan vanilla macrons for your podium and my non-vegan ones are in a different lunch box.” Nadia tapped the lunch box labelled ‘vegan’ with her freshly done nails then placed it on the kitchen counter.

“Ohh shit, I forgot I got you something else as well!”

Nadia ran up towards the stairs, spewing out the words as Lewis watched her with a smile on his face, leaning his head on his hand. Deciding to make himself comfortable in the living room, he waited for her.

Quick steps of her sandals echoing throughout the main floor, she came through with a medium sized box in hand, a proud smile on her face as she plopped herself right next to him on the couch. “So. You know how I said that I love sourcing for archives in fashion or the latest pieces that are just tough to find?” Nadia started.

“Yeah…..” Lewis responded with a slight lift of his eyebrow.

“This is a gift I want to give to you since you did so good in Spain but I got it like days before the podium so I had to pray that you did good.” She added, unable to contain her smile as she handed the box to him. Sitting down quite close to each other, she watched as Lewis carefully ripped the gift wrap.

He was smiling before he fully opened his gift. “I can feel you just jumping’ in excitement.” Lewis said, his natural accent and voice coming into light. The same voice he used to when he felt right at home.

Eventually putting all the gift wrap to the side, he faced the box in curiosity, opening it and being prepared to see anything. “You’re joking.” Lewis said in shock, staring at Nadia who’s smile was brighter than the sun itself. “It was tough finding these but I do hope you like them, Lew.” She responded.

“These were made-“ “By Virgil, yep. I knew that you guys had a good friendship so when I came across these, they reminded me of you guys.” She informed and giggled at Lewis constantly looking back and forth at the shoes. The Nike x Louis Vuitton air force one was apart of a collection released in honour of Virgil Abloh, Lewis’ friend and Nadia’s inspiration in the fashion world.

Lewis couldn’t contain himself and stood up abruptly, pulling Nadia with him to wrap his arms around her and give her an even warmer hug. A bit shocked, Nadia quickly recovered and returned the same energy towards him. “Thank you, Nads, truly. Not just for the shoes but just…everything.”

“Anytime, pookie bear.” Nadia moved her head to look directly into his eyes, focusing on every crevice of her face. Looking down at her neck, he caught a glimpse of shining silver jewellery sitting pretty on her neck, only used to seeing gold pieces only.

“Is that 44 on your necklace?” He pointed it out, looking back and forth between her face and her jewellery. “Oh! Yeah, I wanted it to match my ring. The world is getting familiar with this face, might as well add to it.” Nadia said with a smug smile and Lewis had to collect himself but he realised he was right home.

Adding a little chuckle, he lowered his large hands from the middle of her back to her ass then her thighs, getting a yell out of her when she wrapped her legs around his waist. “Wanna get the neighbour familiar with you?” Lewis smirked, licking his lips at the same time.

“Let’s get right to it, Sir.” She responded, giggling as he started rushing to the bedroom, holding onto her tightly as they went up the stairs.

-

lewishamilton

lewishamilton a week filled with love and joy. canada, here we come ~

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nadiahamilton i look too good 🤭

lewishamilton you always do

nadiahamilton omg STAWWP 🥹

user dawg this is so unfair, you don’t get it

fencer my best friends 🥹

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user mother and father

kehlani sleep with one eye open, mister

lewishamilton it’s sir

kehlani i’m still taking your wife, leprechaun 🫵🏽

user seeing you two in Canada!!

user this man is too gone, bridgerton level simp

user well duh, if you were with Nadia, you’d be too

lewishamilton this is true, she hung up the moon and the stars

user OOOOHHHHHH LEWISSSSSS 🙂‍↕️

chunks your home is so beautiful, thanks champ 🫡

user lewis is friends with the beta squad????

user they’re nadia’s friends

louisvuitton hope you loved your gift! 🤍

lewishamilton it was gifted by Nads so it was the best 🫶🏽

user you guys are so cute, it HURTS

canadagrandprix thee it couple

mercedesamgf1 has more stories about Nadia than the Spanish gp, we have to respect it

badgalriri got a problem? 🤨

user they got Riri clocking they asses 😭😭😭

nadiahamilton

nadiahamilton i’m the cooler one

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tyla you’re the coolest of them all 😝

nadiahamilton love you always!!

nellarose_ that french vanilla cake you made? signing you up for masterchef rn!

nadiahamilton girl pls 😭

user you guys remember when the wags called her tinkerbell? she literally is tinkerbell in real life 😭

user and she smells like money and sweet flowers ‼️

nataliatheedon come back to America rn

nadiahamilton canada’s the best i can do 😣

user i feel like a certain canadian rapper is gonna show up lol

user i’m from toronto and there’s a rumour that lewis’ people are blocking off that rapper from getting near nadia because he keeps reposting her pics lollllll

user no ways lewis actually has shooters???

user he’s Lewis, what did you expect? 😭

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nadiahamilton love you Z 😚

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sza hand in marriage?

lilymhe omg hiii, let’s redo monaco?

lewishamilton hi sweetheart

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Remember me

Zoro x reader

Summary: you and the other straw hats lose your memory and you put yourself in between a fight with Zoro and Luffy and Zoro feels guilty about it when he regains his memory.

Warning: very slight angst I suppose. Happy ending. Ig you could say a little spicy at the end but not much else.

Word count: 3.6K

based off of that 5 episode filler where the straw hats lose there memory

God I have such a fixation on his earrings😭

-

“Y/n!” Luffy screamed for you as you took a protective stance in front of him. Shielding him from the attack that was coming his way.

You gritted your teeth together while you tried to hold onto the man’s hands in front of you, trying to be careful to not grab onto the sharp parts of his swords. But it was proving difficult.

You didn’t even know why you jumped in front of the guy with a straw hat or why you were protecting him from such a terrifying person. You had no idea who either of them were yet you felt a sense of duty to the both of them.

From what Luffy explained to you on the ship, you all were friends. You wouldn’t have been so inclined to believe him if the black haired girl hadn’t said the same things. But still even with what Luffy told you, you didn’t know why you felt your heart hurting having to stop this green haired man from hurting your supposed captain.

~~

When you woke up the morning before you were lost and so confused. You squinted as a ray of light hit you in the face and you looked up from your spot on the ground to see a man stood above you, staring.

Your mouth opened in surprise while you took the rest of him in. He had a hand resting on three swords?! He had a glare on his face but you almost got a feeling that was just the way he looked.

“Who are you?” He demanded but still you said nothing. You sat up, keeping a very close eye on him. “Why were you sleeping up here next to me?”

“Next to you?!” You shook your head at the implication. “I couldn’t have been!”

“Well you were!” But you shook your head in denial again and he clenched his jaw in annoyance.

You backed away as far as you could when you saw that look on his face. “What were you doing sleeping next to me?!” You demanded and his jaw clenched tighter. When he went to say something the both of you heard someone call out to you to come down.

The man before you spared you one more glance before jumping down, you following his lead but down the ladder like a sane person.

For the rest of the time leading up to the orange haired girl and the same green haired man leaving you couldn’t help the sense of familiarity about it all, or about him specifically.

You watched him go until he was out of sight and the black haired girl led you to the kitchen to explain what she could.

You sat in absolute shock upon hearing the news that you were part of a pirate group. Not only that but the fact that green haired man had a 60 million berry bounty and you were supposedly sleeping right next to him?

When everyone beside you, and the ones you learned to be Sanji and Robin, fell asleep Robin found a seat next to you. “I suppose it is a little overwhelming if you don’t remember any of it huh?”

“A little.” You mumbled before glancing at her from the corner of your eye. “Hey was I really asleep next to the pirate hunter guy?”

Robin gave you a coy kind of smile and nodded slightly. “It wouldn’t surprise me if you were. You both tend to stick close to the other.” Again you were left in shock. “Though I don’t think either of you have admitted it I believe there’s some feelings between you.”

Sanji scoffed in disbelief. “That reckless idiot with someone so beautiful? I don’t believe it. How would that even happen?” Robin shrugged.

“I’m not sure myself I was the latest to join the crew. There’s still some things I don’t even know.” You couldn’t help but feel a little disappointed at that. Apparently everyone that did remember got those memories taken from them.

Well that didn’t last long when the next few moments the kid taking the memories appeared on the ship to try and take more but ended up giving Luffys back on accident when Luffy kicked him off the head of the sheep.

The kid disappeared in the next moment but none of you seemed to care when Luffy turned to you all. “I have my memories back!” He shouted in glee but the rest of you didn’t know wether the be happy about that or not.

After he explained he was actually the captain and not Usopp you were even more confused. But he refused to let the other two go no matter how much Sanji and Usopp tried to bargain. “No! Y/n would want Zoro to stay! Wouldn’t you y/n?” Everyone’s eyes turned to you and immediately you held your hands up in defense.

“I-I don’t even know him!” Your apparent captain frowned at your answer but didn’t press it further.

It wasn’t until later when everyone was starting to settle down again after agreeing to go after the two in the morning that you found questions reappearing in your head about the green haired swordsman.

“Ah y/n!” Luffy called excitedly when you came to sit next to him. “Excited for tomorrow?!”

“Actually I was wondering if you could tell me more about this Zoro guy and why you asked if I’d want him to stay.” Luffy titled his head in confusion but nodded in understanding nonetheless.

“Well we found you and Zoro pretty close together if I remember right. You were captured by a pirate group that had taken you from your home and put you to work.” You glanced down and noticed Luffy clenching his fists tightly together as he recalled the time you met. “You were incredibly sick it may have been because of all the labor they were forcing you to do and the conditions they were making you do them in.”

“But Nami, Zoro and I destroyed that group and agreed to take you home. But when we got to your village..” Luffy trailed off and refused to meet your gaze. “You had no one. So we decided to take you with us. At the time you were still very sick even when we got the going merry. Your life was very touch and go for awhile but you hung in there until we found chopper who helped you.”

“I-“ you were at a loss for words. They took you in when you had no one left? They even helped nurse you back to health? “But what does that have to do with Zoro?”

“Oh yeah! Well he became pretty protective of you when you were sick because a lot of people tried to hurt you while you were defenseless but even after you got better he was still just as protective if not more.” Luffy smiled, “anywhere you’d go he would be close behind. If you didn’t want to go he’d stay on the ship with you or if he had to leave he’d bring back a present for you.”

“You felt safe with each other.” Robin chimed in out of nowhere and you turned to her in surprise. “It’s probably why he didn’t do anything to you while you were up in the crows nest defenseless. There’s still some part of all of you subconsciously understanding that we do know each other even if the rest of you can’t accept it.”

“And-and him and I aren’t together?” You asked timidly. Robin looked toward Luffy for the answer but Luffy looked just as confused about that question.

“I don’t think so?” He said as more of a question but still you were confused.

“Why?”

“Who knows?” Luffy shrugged, “maybe because Zoros an idiot sometimes.”

You stared at him in shock. “I see.” You had no idea what was going on but you couldn’t deny the fact that the swordsman felt familiar to you. No matter how much you wanted to deny it, you were starting to believe there words.

~~

Your hands shook as you tried your best to hold onto him. He seemed to be holding back for some reason and you recalled what Robin had said, it was as if subconsciously he knew this wasn’t right.

You didn’t remember him but you trusted Luffy and Robin. You had too. There was no other way to explain the missing pieces without their explanation.

Robin and the others beside you and Luffy had gone ahead to try and find the source of the problem. So there was no rescue beside them getting your memories back somehow

“Y/n stop!” Luffy shouted when he noticed your feet sliding in the dirt below. Zoros swords were sharp even an idiot could see the man in front of you could end your life in one fell swoop.

Luffy went to punch Zoro off you but in a split second the swordsman had thrown you over his shoulder but you forced him to follow suit by keeping a tight grip on his hands.

Though now seeing your current position you aren’t sure that was such a great idea.

He had you pinned, blade to one side of your throat while the one in his mouth was dangerously close to your face and the other was creeping up on the other side of your neck. Out of desperation you started speaking to him, “I know I don’t remember you and you don’t remember me. But I believe that straw hat guy and that other girl. Because your warmth feels to familiar to be foreign.” You said softly, wincing when you felt the tip of one of his blades pierce your skin.

“Y/n!” Luffy screamed and you saw he was powering himself up for another move but you held your hand out to stop him, your other hand coming to rest on Zoros cheek. An action that felt to familiar.

“It’s okay.” Zoro hesitated for a moment when you simply smiled at him the dark look in his eye softening slightly. “Somehow I know it’s going to be okay. So if this is what you need to do, go ahead.”

Tears pricked your eyes when you felt the blade cut further into your neck and you could feel your own blood dripping down the side of your neck. Your hand that was held out to stop Luffy came to hold onto the blade in his mouth. You cried out as blood gushed out of your palm and down your arm.

The other blade was close to the other side of your neck so you took a deep breathe and closed your eyes, preparing yourself to die when everything stopped and you felt the two blades at the side of your neck stop. “Y/n?” Came a shaky voice then next a flood of memories.

Your eyes shot open in shock. Zoro seemed just as shocked if not more when he realized he was not only pinning you to the ground but had your life just barely in his grasp.

“W-what the hells going on?” He asked while he removed the sword from his mouth. You winced as it finally released itself from your hand and he noticed immediately. He dropped all his swords to the ground and made a grab for your hand before he noticed the blood trickling down your neck. “What the hell did I do?!”

“It’s okay!” You cried happily, all the things Luffy told you on the ship coming back in full but this time in your perspective. “It’s okay! I’m okay!”

But before he could respond Luffy shot himself at Zoro, knocking the swordsman away from you and into the trees. “Zoro!”

“Are you alright? He didn’t hurt you to bad did he?!” Luffy asked as he kneeled bedside you and assessed the damage. When he stood next he had a glare on his face. “What the hell Zoro?!”

Zoro came out of the trees with a glare of his own. “I didn’t know Luffy!” He shouted as he made a beeline for you both again but he had an angry look on his face again.

Instead of going to you he grabbed his swords and started walking the path the others had gone. “Stay here with Y/n I have to go finish something.”

“Wait Zoro!” Luffy shouted and instead of doing what he asked he went chasing after him.

You titled your head to the side to watch them go and laughed to yourself softly before the action made you wince. “Yeah glad I’m not his enemy.” You sighed before closing your eyes and letting the world go dark.

~~

What felt like only a few minutes later which you’re sure was probably longer, you felt someone shaking you.

“Y/n! Wake up!” The voice sounded so close yet so far. “Y/n please wake up!!” He cried his voice laced with concern.

“Chopper!” Someone else called before you felt someone grab onto your shoulders and start roughly shaking you

“Ah Luffy!” Chopper shouted as your eyes opened just in time to see Zoro punch Luffy clear across the path and grab hold of you protectively.

“She’s injured idiot!” He yelled after him and Luffy stood up while rubbing his head.

“Well it was you who injured her.” And with this new information from Luffy Sanji was quick to kick Zoro in the head.

“Stop it!” Nami yelled before zoro could drop you recklessly to the ground to fight the cook, though Zoro wasn’t going to do that anytime soon. He didn’t even seem to notice the kick to the head because all he noticed was the way your eyes were staring up at him and the corners of your mouth were curled into a smile.

Chopper stopped briefly as well when he noticed you had woken up and not only that but you were laughing. “Y/n!” He said happily before he continued going through his bag.

“Are you okay?” Zoro asked softly and you could only nod your head while you looked up at him. “I’m sorry.”

“I’m okay.” You reassured but he couldn’t help but look down guiltily. “Though I am glad we aren’t enemies. That was exhausting even for such a short fight”

He could tell you were trying to lighten to mood and he decided to let you. “Which will never happen again alright? If I’m ever taken control of don’t try and get between me and whatever my target is. Alright?” You went to disagree but he stopped you. “I never want you to be on that side of my blades ever again so don’t try to be heroic against me okay? Please?”

You couldn’t argue with him. Not when he had that pleading look in his eyes. So instead you just nodded in agreement.

After Chopper wrapped your hand and stopped the bleeding on your neck you set off to the going merry again. You were stood with Zoro the whole way back as he refused to let you leave his sight. But that changed the moment you all were on board.

While everyone else went there separate ways to start getting the hell off the island Zoro was quick to go up to the crows nest. You watched him go in confusion until chopper came up to you, tapping your leg.

“Your palm needs stitch’s, come on.” You only nodded and started to follow him while you spared the crows nest one last glance.

His cold shoulder lasted for more days than you expected. You hardly expected him to avoid you in the first place if you were honest. But after getting back on the ship he was everywhere you weren’t, mainly up in the crows nest.

He’d have his meals after the rest of you or he’d take his with him to eat somewhere else. Everyone would watch you in either concern or confusion but you had nothing to say to reassure them, you had no idea where this was coming from either.

Your attempts at cornering him had proven unsuccessful because he would simply push you away. Albeit gently, he still did and it may not have hurt physically but mentally it hurt worse.

So after you had had enough you grabbed a blanket and pillow and while everyone else was asleep you made your way up the ladder to the crows nest.

Zoro had his arms crossed and head down until he heard you and he opened his eyes to see what was going on but he only sighed when he saw it was you. “What are you doing? You’re gonna get a cold.” He said Cooly and you shrugged.

This wasn’t anything new. On the nights he held watch you would be up here sleeping next to him and on the nights you held watch he’d be sitting next to you keeping you company even if he did fall asleep immediately after sitting down.

Usually on those times you’d cuddle up next to him but this time you made yourself comfortable on top of the door leading down so he couldn’t escape from you.

“Why are you avoiding me?” You asked, curling into the blanket to keep away from the especially cold night.

Zoro opened his eyes and stared at you silently for a moment. “I’m not.” he finally said.

“Don’t lie to me.” You mumbled trying to suppress a shiver. But Zoro could see it, he could see the way you were shaking ever so slightly from the cold and it made him frown. “Is it because of what happened? Because if it is I’m fine! You didn’t remember who we were and I didn’t either.”

“But you still tried to stop me even when you didn’t know who i was.” He could hear the chattering of your teeth now. You should be inside the girls cabin asleep, not up here. “Come here.” He finally caved and opened an arm out to invite you into his embrace.

You were quick to stand with your blanket and cross the small space to get to him. You straddled his lap and rested you head between his shoulder and jaw. His arms coming to wrap around you securely. “Do you doubt my ability to protect myself?” You whispered against his neck and he resisted the urge to shudder.

“I don’t doubt your ability.” He affirmed, “but I never wanted to be the one you had to prove your strength against. I never wanted to be the one to cause harm to you.” You were silent then, you had nothing else to say you seemed to finally understand his need to put distance between the two of you. He felt guilty.

After a few more minutes of silence you spoke again, “I remember talking to Luffy when I lost my memories.” Zoro hummed. “He was telling me about the two of us and I remember asking him why weren’t together and he said he didn’t know. But it got me thinking,” you sat up now and you could see a small blush covering his cheeks. “Why aren’t we?”

You moved slightly closer, just enough to distract him from his thoughts as he attempted to keep his gaze on your eyes and not on the way your warm breathe fanned across his lips so delicately. “What do you want?” He asked eventually, swallowing down his nerves.

If you were anyone one else you would’ve backed away at the tone of voice he used when asking that question but you could tell he was nervous to even acknowledge the shift that was happening between the two of you. “I just wanted to be yours.” You responded quietly and leaned closer again to brush your lips against his in a barely there kiss but when you pulled back his eyes were closed as if trying to commit the feeling to his memory. “Can I be yours?”

Zoros eyes finally opened as he stared at you and just when you were about to take back what you said and did he surged forward and crashed his lips to yours, pouring everything he had into it. His hands gripped your sides while yours went to cup his face in your hands when he suddenly pulled back just an inch, breathing heavily. “Tell me to stop.” He breathed but you only looked at him in confusion.

“Do you want to stop?”

He shook his head. “No. But if I keep going everything changes. So please tell me stop.” He begged his hands gripping tighter.

“Zoro.” Your lips brushed his again as you let your fingers run across his earrings. “I’m not going to tell you to stop. I want everything you have to offer me.”

He looked at you in utter shock and admiration before he finally let one of his small smiles out. He chuckled softly, leaning up until your lips were just centimeters apart and you could feel his next words on your own lips. “What could I possibly tell you that could top that?”

But your next words would have him grinning the rest of his life. “Just tell me I’m yours.” Finally he closed to gap again and he held onto you for dear life like you would slip from his grasp if he loosened his hold.

“You’re mine.” He murmured after pulling away. Then he pushed back against you, his hands slipping under your shirt where he could feel the goosebumps flood your skin.

Kissing along your neck until he was back face to face with you. He smirked, “And I’m yours.”

The end

~~

[s1nflower]

Kenny McCormick dating headcanos

Ofcourse, sorry if it took too long

🧡Kenny☠️ dating headcanons

Age: 16-19 ig

Warning: This is as SFW as it can be with Kenny, death and kinda angst? at the end.

I tried to make reader gn but i don't know how

It's well known that he flirts with every girl he ever saw, so it wasn't a suprise when he started flirting with you as well.

You just kinda brushed it off at first. You did like him but you didn't even assume he likes you back since he flirted with everyone.

He didn't give up tho, and after a while he realized he needs to try a bit harder so he did the most romantic thing he can afford.

He picked some flowers for you. He didn't buy them. He picked them off the ground.

You must admit they were pretty.

He saw you were still skeptical after that tho... "What do you mean you can't tell if i really like you? I got you a flowers! When else did you saw me give a girl flowers?"

So that's how you STARTED dating, here's some real dating headcanons

His love language is touch (sexual, non-sexual, doesn't matter) and gift giving/receiving.

I know he can't afford alot of things, by gifts i mean something like a shiny rock he found and gave to you or something like that, he also doesn't expect you to buy him things, just give him random things you find. (idk i think it's cute)

Your dates are usually just two of you hanging out at your or his place (you do that all the time so you don't know if it really counts as a date anymore) because he can't really pay for 'real' dates and refuses to let you pay.

Whenever you're together at (one of your) houses you just have to cuddle.

He loves to just lay on top of you and burry his head into your boobs (if you have them) while you stroke his hair. (this shouldn't be sexual btw)

He wouldn't let you go for a hours.

You need to go to the bathroom? No you don't.

He would let you go eventually, but would whine untill you come back.

Also, he always have his hands at your ass when you're cuddling.

When you're at his place you hang out with Karen together. (if you're a girl she sees you as her big sister)

For some reason he likes to sneak into your house.

It's not that your parents don't let him stay over... he just thinks it's fun.

He woke you up in the middle of the night quite a few times. (don't sleep with your window open)

When you're out, he always has his arm around your shoulders or your waist.

On your 'real' dates (when he takes you out to eat) few times happened that he didn't have enough money, and didn't want to let you pay so you just run out without paying and never came back to that place again. (lmao)

He's probably dyslexic. (not really a dating hc but here it is)

Lot's of sex jokes. (not all of them are jokes *wink*wink*)

You two flirt all the time, it's kinda competition about who will make the other more flustered. (he usually wins)

But if you really wanna see him blush, just give him a compliment. Not flirting, just a genuine compliment. (poor guy just doesn't know how to take them, he will just die there)

Speaking of dying (this is if you want to remember that he dies all the time) first time you saw him die you were devastated. You just couldn't believe he was gone forever, you cried all night.

Next day when he showed up at your door like nothing happened you freaked out even more.

You thought that you were hallucinating.

He was confused at first, then when you told him that you remember him dying yesterday, he was shocked that you actually remember

Then he had to explain to you how he dies all the time but noone remembers, and how it's normal and nothing to worry about

You didn't really see how it's normal or nothing to worry about, but you'll get used to it.

That's it ig.. I hope you like it, this was my first time writing headcanons and i really hope i didn't fuck it up🥹

I also wanted to write NSFW too but I don't know how so... tell me if you want me to write NSFW alphabet (i think it's easier)

Also... I'm sorry for poor grammar.

Bye😍😍

[lunalight01]

Taehyung and Jungkook fucks you hard

Jungkook and Taehyung as your roommates

warning: smut, minors don't interact, double penetration, boobie play, eating out both m&f, many more

Jungkook and Taehyung were your roommates, you were a college student you lived far from home with your childhood friends. 

Your family loved both of them and their family loved u as well. It was all like friendship so the three of you agreed to share the apartment since you were admitted to the same college.

It was Sunday morning you & Taehyung loved sleeping till late whereas Jungkook loved going for a run in the morning. 

Well, you and Taehyung were on the same bed cause you liked sharing a bed with them when u missed your family yesterday JK was late from "his friend meet up" so you and Taehyung slept together after waiting for him. 

 Taehyung POV

I was half awake and could feel Y/N hugging my arm while asleep which is very normal but today I can't ignore those perky nipples that I could feel through her tee, gosh that is just making me horny. I think I should wake her up or it is going to end up in a bad situation.

I shooked her but she didn't wake up until I saw Jungkook coming from his morning run and seeing us like this which is again normal for him and smiled to which I smiled as well but when he saw her he smirked and I understood why he made such expression. 

Y/N POV 

I woke up seeing Jungkook and Taehyung smirking at each other, 

"why are you making such weird faces in the morning?" They both came to their senses ig.

I let go of Taehyung's arm and sat while rubbing my eyes and asking who would cook for today's breakfast since it was Sunday so there was no hurry.

"Why don't we three try to cook all together" Taehyung said to which I replied "Taehyung do you remember the time when we tried this JK made such a mess in the kitchen"

"Umm I agree would never let JK touch the blender we had to clean it for like an hour and jk was chilling in his gaming since he said he would pay for the food for the whole day" Taehyung replied with a sigh 

We were both discussing but JK wasn't responding seems like he was in his world I saw JK's eyes which were amm somewhere on my tee oh my nipples geez.

I guess Taehyung got to know bout it "Where are you staring JK?" he teased him and suddenly Jungkook came out of his world and said "Nowhere"

"I saw JK where u were peeking" 

We both teased him and he said "Really u know then lemme have them" After this the room became so awkward and we three of us were very uncomfortable to say a word. 

"I am sorry Y/N it is not what I meant by I mean lemme have my breakfast while any of you both cook haha" He did an awkward laugh and left the room as quickly as possible.

The three of them hung out all day going to the malls and playing a few games they had fun after having dinner they came back to their apartment.

At the apartment

Y/N was changing her clothes in her room the door was shut suddenly Taehyung came and said "Y/N your t-shirt came in my ba- uhh sorry" seeing her half naked made blood rushed to his dic

To which Y/N said "Wait Tae, I was thinking bout what JK said in the morning" 

"Amm did that make u uncomfortable I'm sorry from his beh-" Taehyung said while blushing

"Shh" she came in front of him and placed her finger on his lips said "I- I kinda want that too"

"WHAT????" He said being shocked but happy.

Listening to Taehyung's loud voice Jungkook came and saw Y/N in her black bra while her shorts button was open showing her black panties, which made JK's mouth hanging open and said "Wao hot" Suddenly, the atmosphere became hot and awkward until Taehyung said, "So you really wanna have some juicy kinds of stuff that you read in the book with us?"

To which Jk hear that and becomes confused "What are you saying??"

"You heard it right JK, I exactly mean what he said" and JK was shocked and said "Really?"

To which Y/N pulled him by his collar and said "Yes baby boi" While looking into his eyes jk held her waist while kissing her immediately and soon Taehyung also joined them,

He unhooked her bra letting her boobs be free, while jk was giving hickeys down her neck and Taehyung was squeezing her boobs hard while pinching her nipples.

She helped JK take off his shirt as well as Taehyung and now Taehyung held her and made her sit on her fours while Jk pulled her shorts off with the panties and said "Hyung she is so wet for us"

Taehyung smirked and said "We wanted this for so long but were scared to make u uncomfortable," he said while pulling off his pants and taking his dic out and jerking it a lil asked her "Will u suck for me bbg" to which she nodded immediately and started sucking him whereas Jungkook was eating her out while fingering her and she was moaning out loud which sent vibration to Taehyung dic.

Soon the positions were changed and now jk was on top of her his dic between her boobs and spitting on her boobs he started to boob fuck her. whereas Taehyung was down there pushing his dic in her cunt and fucking her hard.

"You are awesome bbg I love this lil tight pussy so warm," said Tae whereas  jk said I love these tits as well they're so good and beautiful"

They both smiled and fucked her till she came and then Jungkook took her in his arms her being on top while facing Taehyung while jk was inside her Taehyung tried to get in slowly "saying we r gonna stretch you baby" While kissing her forehead he pushed himself in and fucking her till they finished and cumming inside her at the same time.

[stonesylove]

Summary: Alessandra and Tom met on a casual night out in Berlin while he's filming the prequel of the hunger games, both of them are down for a little three month affair but what if they want a little bit more.

social media au

A night out in Berlin pt.2

Our first conversation

Chapter 1 - Chapter 3

Alessandra woke up and as normal 22 year old, took her phone to check her social media after one of the best nights out she ever had, she remembered some parts of the night but the others felt like a distant memory; she opened up Instagram to see and she had a new verified follower, someone called “Tom Blyth” she knew a lot of Tom’s but not a single one was famous so when Alessandra touch his profile pic and went to his profile she got hit whit the memory of the tall man with a buzz cut, she couldn’t believe that she fooled around with an actor in a random club in a night out.

“GIULIANA COME HERE” she screamed calling her best friend to tell her the crazy news, Giuliana and Alessandra have been best friend since they were 3 years old, they met in a little ballet academy in Naples, both have dreamed of dancing around the world and they ended up living together in Berlin and dancing for Staatsballett; Alessandra heard the steps coming closer and then she saw her door being open by her friend.

“Girl it’s 8 am, stop screaming” Giuliana said, “shut up and listen to me, remember last night when I got lost from you guys?” Alessandra asked thrilled to tell the whole story, her friend nodded so she can continue with the story, “Well I ended up dancing and making out with this cute tall man and I guess at some point I had to tell him my ig because now he’s following me” she said.

“I don’t see what’s the issue here” Giuliana said with a confused look, “HES A FUCKING BRITISH ACTOR” Alessandra screamed excited while her best friend was in completely shock, “you need to post a thirst trap right now” Giuli said with a playful look in her face, “I’m going to follow him up first and maybe I’ll post it later, I don’t know this is fucking wild” Alessandra said while opening up Instagram again to follow Tom.

Alessandra kept her day going without stressing too much about the topic, she knew he must be busy working on Germany or maybe he’s traveling with some friends so she wouldn’t want to distract him with a text but maybe it was a good idea to post a little selfie on her stories just to taste the waters.

Alessandra Di Maggio posted a story

Alessandra was walking with her friends to her class while she posted a pic she took some days ago that she felt would be cute enough to draw his attention, she felt like a little girl waiting for her crush to give her some attention and that made her feel so stupid because Alessandra knew that an actor would never lay his eyes on her and all that happened was just a drunken mistake, she locked her phone deciding she wouldn’t check Instagram for the day, Alessandra just didn’t want to get all in her head and get distracted during what’s really important.

The class was a success, she felt tired but at the same time she knew she had to be the best to get to the point she wants to be; Alessandra picked up her belongings and the walked out of the door waiting for her best friend to catch her up.

“So, have you checked Instagram? Did he even liked the story? Did he answered?” Giuliana said while catching Alessandra outside of the dance studio, “I literally posted and blocked my phone, I haven’t check it out” she said while trying to sound uninterested, “WELL DO IT BITCH“ her friend said while rising her voice. Alessandra took her phone out of her bag, she saw that she had a couple notifications but nothing special so she opened up Instagram to see that he liked her story and he sent a message.

Tom Blyth sent you a message 

Tom Blyth

Good morning Alessa with 4 s

Alessandra couldn’t believe that he send her a message, it was crazy for her because they were a little too drunk and she thought he wouldn’t remember her and also the way she screamed her Instagram handle, “Giuli he messaged me” Alessandra said a little bit shocked because she thought it meant nothing for him, “REPLY RIGHT NOW” Giuliana screamed.

Alessandra Di Maggio

hi Tom boy, thought you forgot about me

She send the message and block her phone again, Alessandra couldn’t believe she was doing that, texting him was a crazy scenario in her head, that type of stuff never happen to people like her so she wouldn’t keep any high hopes. Alessandra and Giuliana decided to grab dinner outside because contrary to popular believe ballerinas usually ate a lot; when they arrived home Alessandra didn’t check her phone since she replied the message and she wasn’t ready to do that yet, so she went to the bathroom took a long shower, got ready for bed and still was too scared to check it out. Alessandra laid down in her bed, she thought about going to sleep without checking her phone but the curiosity was eating her alive, so she took her phone out and opened Instagram.

Tom Blyth sent you a message 

Tom Blyth 

I would never forget about you Ale 😂

How are you? You never told me you were ballerina!!

Alessandra Di Maggio

are you a millennial?? What’s up with that emoji 💀

well you never told me that you were an actor so we are even 

Tom Blyth 

Being a millennial is okay, I’m a proud millennial 

How old are you?

if you don’t mind me asking 

Alessandra Di Maggio

I’m 22 and you Tom boy?

gonna be honest I was stalking your profile and I want to say that I don’t agree about riding horses but I’m 100% down to ride the cowboy

Tom Blyth 

I’m 27, so you’re an iPad kid???

You gotta be a little bit more creative if that’s the way you flirt but you don’t look bad in those leotards and thighs 

Alessandra Di Maggio

so you’re a grandpa???

I had to make the joke Tom, it was funny to me 🙄🙄🙄

Tom Blyth 

What if we play 21 questions so we can make other type of jokes funny girl 

Alessandra Di Maggio

did you google that??

but sure 

were where you born?

Tom Blyth 

You’re way too funny 🙄🙄

I’m from Birmingham and you?

What’s your fav color?

Alessandra Di Maggio

I’m from Naples, best part of Italy 

such a deep question 

light blue and yours ?

Tom Blyth 

Like the color of my eyes?

Dark purple, I think so 

What’s up with the caption on your la post??

Alessandra Di Maggio

That counts as one of your questions

A little bit lighter than yours British boy

It’s from a song called “JESUS IN BERLIN”

Are you here for pleasure or for work?

Tom Blyth 

I’m working on a Movie, i’ll be here for three months 

Are you a professional ballerina or is just a hobbie?

Alessandra Di Maggio

let’s hope your big movie doesn’t make a chaos in the city 

I’m a professional ballet dancer

okay, now we’re getting into the deeper questions 

Tom Blyth 

I can go deeper if you want funny girl 😏

They talked until like three in the morning until Alessandra felt asleep, both of them couldn’t believe how the conversation was flowing like they known each other for a while also but of them have the same sense of humor so it’s makes everything a little bit easier to get to know each other, Alessandra wasn’t sure if all the dirty jokes were real and he wanted all that but she wouldn’t mind a three month affair with an English boy, at the end they might never see each other again.

Tom Blyth posted a story 

This is what her if ig looks like 

[rzyraffek]

Hiiii I do like to request slashers with a really calm reader that as a kind and calm aura and talks their way out of situations and for some reason just makes however is trying to fight or attack them vent, cry on their shoulder without even noticing that and when they point that out the reader is just like Isn't that how it goes with everyone? "🤔🧍‍♀️🧍‍♂️" (male or G/n reader would be cool🥲)

YAaas😈 Will go will he/him pronouns

Request open as always have fun reading

Micheal Myers

S/o was vibing making tea in kitchen when micheal just spawned in hallway

So he either had to runaway or try to talk him out of this situation

"Eee you want some tea? I heard that the guy that thats chasing(DrLoomis)you isnt very kind isnt he?"(yes yes s/o trying to make micheal wanna kill somone else but not him yess)

Micheal enjoys smell of tea (bruh I love white tea with hint of rose/strawberry) and he for sure would enjoy taste of it but hes shy and nono dont see his face pls.

S/o wont make him vent mostly due him being mute and non comunicative at all but He definitly will vibe and think about how much he would rather be stabing Loomis rn

But ig he wont stab him? S/o makes nice tea, keep up,king, he might come again and again just to lisen him ramble about daily life and steal food from fridge

Brahms Heelshie

This one is opposite of Micheal. Brahms will probably instantly vent and cry. He wil talk about how lonley it was and how alone he felt and how everything was unfair

He will hug him, he wont stop for a while

He accualy never intended to kill him, never but He thought that he has No choice. But now He loves that he didnt kill him!

S/o is a great lisyner and great person to talk to! He is so matture and smart!

Easiest way to calm him down is giving him glass of water or cup of tea AND hugs of course dont forget about hugs

Brahms is a big babi he is emotional he will cry a lot

Asa Emory

"???Qhat you talking about??" Look nothing personal but He came here to like??? Kindap you?? Im mean yeah he would love to tell him how much kindaping people and putting them into huge jars is tiring but like??? Sir?? You gonna be in jar next??

I mean its more intresting than average screaming and begging for help🥰

He will start with "lmao this loozer thinks hes gonna talk me away from killing lol" to "yeah sometimes its so hard you know? Once one of them stabed me and I still have scar :( " and "oh you wanna see🤨😳 i mean yeah?😳" and takes his shirt off

He will kinda forgor he suppose to kill him and just vibes ESPECALLY if s/o likes bugs HE WILL BE LIKE: :D omg u like moths🥺😊? Wanna hold hands😳😈

He will eat his dinner and then ask for recipie

Billy Loomis

This guy already talks more than he should have. One question and he will do a monologue about his traumatic past and everything

Ofcourse not litteraly, he speaks in weird sentences (yall seen the movie) Nothing is said streight forward

He will hug them looking for support and probably falls asleep due to crying and huge amount of emotions

Then he will woke up and think "😳 did? Did I Just got laid? Noo its impossible wtf happened here??? Is he dead or???" " hi billy did you sleep well? Are you better now?" "AAAAAAAAAAAAA"

He is shocked, first of all he just vented, second of all he slept on somone with their consent, and third of all ??? He feels better now?? Yep s/o is definitly a wizard, yep no way it could possibly help, he just did some magic

Thomas Hewitt

I- Im not sure He ever expirienced somone just being nice, just being nice, without some plan to gain anything from it, without hint of manipulation or plan to use him

He wanted to kill him but He Thomas acually felt guilt, he didnt seem to deserve it. He helped his friends even when he himself was in danger.

Thomas broke when s/o started talking. Again Thomas is mute he wont magicly start speaking like eminem RapGod song

But he will akwardly hold his hands together and be shy (Thomas is shy guys)

S/o just seems to understand him so well

He wont kill him and he probably will be like "Luda🥺 theres this little goblin creature in our basement can we keep him💖" "No way in hell imma-" "he knows how to cook and do chores!" "Yeah sure we can keep him"

Cool his alive now!

Now just preapre for being thomas therapist for rest of life

Hopefully u like it, didnt really have idea what to write

[ghost-wysteria]

Can you do if yn just came in their house just saying nothing and ingoring them and just going straight to their bed and sleeping 😴 ☠️

I love this and i had way to much fun with this, also im going to make this where the reader gets extremely sleepy for no actual reason(lmao me with an iron deficiency),(also modern au ig)

Coming into their house and saying nothing and lying on their beds

Vance: you had a long day at school and just wanted to lay down, but you got locked out of your house, so your next location was vance hoppers house, you forgot to knock on the door and just let yourself in, you went straight to his room where he was in the bathroom, you just flopped down on his bed, sighing aggressively, he came out ready to attack someone breaking in, only to find you, on his bed. "y/n what the fuck are you doing here? y/n? are you dead?" Come to find out, you had already passed tf out.

♡

Billy: you wanted to see your boyfriend and you were extremely tired, you had slept plenty but that didnt matter, billy had invited you over to his house that day, but you were supposed to show up in a few hours, not at 6 am on a Saturday, billy was out delivering newspapers and he left his door unlocked, so you just walked right in, his parents were off at work already, about 30-45 minutes later, he came back home, after he put his shoes away and put the dog inside the fence, he walked up the stairs and went into his room, only to find you, dead asleep on his bed, sprawled out like a starfish(me), he sighed and carefully moved your limbs into a more, usual position, and covered you with his blanket and kissed your cheek.

♡

Finney: you both had just gotten home from baseball practice, after sitting at home for a good ten minutes you got bored of your house and decided to go over to Finney's, you knocked on the door and gwen opened it. "Hes in the shower, but come in" so you came in and went to his room, you sat on his bed, and you did intend to wait for him, you did. But you got really sleepy and decided to just "rest your eyes" when Finney came out he was shocked to see you to say the least, he didnt expect you over already, so he woke you up. "Come on y/n get up."

♡

Robin: you remembered that you and Robin were supposed to do homework together, so you slipped on your shoes, stopped by the grabNgo, walked your silly little ass over to robins house and knocked on the door, his uncle answered. "robins in his room" "thank you sir" you smiled and walked to robins room, robin was on his game and didnt hear you, you were already tired before you even left your house, and as you walked in you realized that, you and robin weren't supposed to do homework today, you were supposed to do it tomorrow, so you ultimately decided to just flop down on his bed, not even kicking off your shoes, as robin just watched you in confusion, you were out like a light.

♡

Bruce: you decided you didnt want to go home today, you didnt feel like it, besides, Bruce's bed was the best place to sleep, so, you turned left, away from your house and onto the street bruce lived on, you knew his parents wouldn't let him hang out with anyone on a weekday, he has to study, so you climbed through his window, his was at his desk doing his homework, and you just waltz over to his bed, took off your shoes and your flannel, and cuddled up underneath the blankets, bruce heard rustling and turned around, he saw you in his bed, cuddling up with his stuffed animals. "y/n wtf your not supposed to be here!" He whisper-shouted at you, while you just ignored him and fell asleep.

<333

Hope you enjoyed :D

[whore-crusher]

WAIT OKAY RECAP FOR ME, SOMEONE WHO LITERALLY JUST GOT HERE: i saw you second post, peaked in to find the first, and was like 'huh, weird to ask someone to not use a name, you don't own it', then did a lil hunting of my own cause i Did Not know who you were talking about but i'm Nosy

and i saw the post that pup made and was like 'damn, sad they're not around anymore, but i got my own problems with the hlvrai fandom, have fun getting better ig' and i scrolled a bit on pup's blog and was like 'oh okay, you wanted a distinction between Your gordie, and other gordies, sure, you went about it weird but ig i understand. big ol miscommunication' and MOVED ON

and then. hours later. i'm scrolling. people are jumping down your throat ?? because APPARENTLY that big old giant long post was made Because of you being like 'that was fucking weird to ask me not to use a NAME' and ?? pup got SO FUCKING UPSET that they just LEFT THE INTERNET

i'm so confused. what the fuck.

THEY LEFT??? Anon, I'll be so honest, I made my posts as a one-off "hey isn't this kind of weird and funny" thing for my friends and the like 2 followers I have. I woke up today, sick as all hell, opened Tumblr and had hundreds of notifications from people either dming me like "Hey sorry you're being harassed" or sending me anon asks calling me insults for daring to have an opinion on Tumblr. I haven't checked pups account since I made the og post + have ignored most notifications I've gotten since I prefer to have discussions instead of being yelled at. I only knew that they left discord, not THE INTERNET. OVER ONE POST.

It only shocks me how chronically online someone has to be that a single post, where they went completely unnamed, got them so upset they had to LEAVE the INTERNET. And make a post that has made me be actually harassed by random people (most of whom that I can't block if I wanted to since they're sending anon asks) when my post was not harassment by any means and did not tell people to harass her.

Also since it WAS just a miscommunication she could've just... literally DMed me. "Hey Simon, saw your post, here's what I meant: [blah blah blah]" and I would've DELETED IT..???? They could've stopped this whole thing by replying to me on AO3 with an explanation instead of just deleting the original comment those months ago.

Anyways Thanks for being Just As Confused as this whole thing is making me. And for not calling me 6 bajillion slurs like most people in my asks see fit to do right now!

[eghcrimpybenispalls]

Last nights dream

i had a dream last night where i was a 30 year old man and i lived by myself in a house. there were other parts to the dream i cant really figure out, and i kinda knew i was in a dream? but not really? if that makes sense.

anyway suddenly knew someone was in my house so i panicked, and this floating pet thing i had told me to hide in the bathroom. and if they open the door i can stab them. so i ran upstairs grabbed a kitchen knife and hid in my cream coloured bathroom. it had a clear vase with blueberry flowers, cream tiles and a soft orange light. it was a very small bathroom with the toilet right behind were i was crouching and a sink to my right. i was crouching right in front of the door so if they opened it i could stab them.

i heard the person climbing the stairs. my hands were sweating and making the knife slippery. when the person opened the door and i stabbed them 6 times in the chest, it happened so fast i didn't see their face but i remember the massive bloody open wound over their heart. i was relieved that i wasn't in danger anymore, but the floating pet said there was more coming and i should stay here safe.

i had closed the door (leaving the body outside, i think it disappeared in the dream) and stayed in the bathroom for hours running on dream adrenaline (like adrenaline but more muted) when another person came, they tried to bust the door down and the doors hinges were bending with every thump, thump. i yanked open the door and attacked the guys face and stabbed him a bunch before closing the door again. i was scared a felt sick out of my mind and ready to kill anyone who tried to kill me . now this fucking floaty pet thing was congratulating me like, "thats really good do that again" like... um did i have a psychopathic pet or smth?? (also i think i was the only one who could see my pet)

anyway i was terrified that someone else was coming next i stayed holed up in my bathroom for days. my legs were numb from being splayed on the hard tiles, but i still felt insanely on edge. eventually i heard lazy foot steps coming up the stairs. i got ready for the door to open or be destroyed. the person started talking normally like a normal person but i didn't hear what i said because i was so focused i tuned everything out. when i didnt answer the man stuck his hand under the door and wiggled his fingers, i lunged forward and grabbed his hand, yanking it further inside the door. i stabbed it 4 times until it was a bloody stump. in the dream i thought that would kill him, but when i opened the door he wasnt dead so i stabbed him in the face and heart before rushing downstairs. everything in my body was shaky and this dumbass little pet thing was telling me i did good and protected myself and that im now safe.

i stayed in a hotel for the night. the next day i was walking along a path when a boy around 14 starts talking to me. he was my neighbours son. he asks if i'd seen his dad because he went to my house to sell me some weed and never came back. i realised that the last guy who came was just my neighbour who i was friends with. and i realised that in my complete panic i had murdered him. i was so shocked i couldn't do anything and this floating pet was assuring me that i couldnt have known. it wasn't my fault because the other two guys DID want to kill me. it also said that it was better to kill my neighbour than take the risk of it being someone who could kill me.

then i woke up Yay!!

idk WHY my brain would supply me with that because... yeah

wacko dream ig

[lost-in-sokovia]

not our time

i’ve got so much good stuff sitting in my drafts that i promise im trying to work on but i watched for ellen last night and with my current mental state joby angst is what i need to write to cope ig

warnings: vomit/morning sickness, miscarriage, blood, angst, cursing

you stared at the pregnancy test with wide eyes and a hand clasped to your mouth. there was no mistaking the two pink lines that vibrantly appeared against the white. you scoffed, your heart rate increasing by the second. it was definitely a surprise, but not a complete shock considering you and your boyfriend weren’t always the most careful.

you ran a shaky hand through your hair as you backed against the wall and slowly slid down to the cold bathroom floor, eyes still on the little stick between your fingers. every time you blinked you thought as if maybe when you opened your eyes there would only be one line, and every time you were disappointed. you and joby never discussed having a baby. you knew it was a touchy subject and something difficult for him to imagine considering what happened with ellen. you couldn’t think about this positively knowing that telling joby you were pregnant without prior agreement or planning could hurt him. you wanted to be happy about it, you truly did, but you were not going to tell joby until you thought it might be an idea that would appease him.

that afternoon when joby came home he found you on the couch with a blanket nestled around you as you mindlessly watched a children’s cartoon. the door opened and your boyfriend clad in black and leather slipped in, running a hand through his long dark locks before glancing over at you.

“hey babe,” he greeted simply, taking off his shoes and leather jacket.

“hey,” you replied. your eyes were glued to the screen as you watched the bright cartoon, and joby scoffed as he walked over to kiss your head.

“isn’t this a kid’s show?” he asked in amusement as he glanced to the television. you nodded mindlessly, just trying to get the news of your pregnancy off your mind. he stood to the side of you, watching the program for a moment before giving another amused scoff and caressing your chin before walking off to the kitchen.

“did you uh, start your period yet?” he called, searching around cabinets and opening the refrigerator in search of something to consume. your stomach lurched and your eyes widened and were torn away from their trance. you’d forgotten you told joby that you were late, and you weren’t about to let him even suspect you might be pregnant.

“uh, y-yeah i did,” you called back, trying to calm your nerves and the nausea that plagued your stomach. it was the easiest answer out, and you didn’t want him to hear you hesitate. you didn’t want to lie to him, but at least claiming you were on your period would cover up any mood swings or nausea you might deal with.

“oh good, i know you were concerned.” joby’s concern was sweet. he knew you had mentioned it was odd you were off and that you were waiting to start your cycle. you didn’t respond to that, he simply grabbed a beer and settled in next to you. he wrapped his arm around your shoulder and pressed a kiss to your cheek before taking a swig from the brown glass bottle.

“do you want some?” your boyfriend asked, offering the bottle to you. you shook your head, the faint smell of beer from his breath making you want to throw up. you grunted and nuzzled against joby’s shoulder with the blanket, him welcoming your touch and placing his hand gently in your hair. you heard joby chuckle a couple times and mutter about to stupid the show you had turned on was, and your eyes slowly closed as you let out a long sigh.

—

when joby woke you up it was no longer light outside and the channel had been changed to a rerun of an old rock band concert. your brain was a bit fuzzy from sleep as your half-opened eyes scanned around your dark living room, trying to regain your senses. you could see the silhouettes of furniture in your room and the television provided a blueish glow around the room as you slowly lifted your head off of your boyfriend’s shoulder.

“let’s go to bed, babe, come on…” joby urged gently as he helped you up. you kept your fuzzy blanket wrapped tightly around you as you stalked towards your room.

“what time is it?” you mumbled as joby led you through the door.

“it’s 10:15, you’ve been passed out for a pretty long time,” he explained. “let’s get you out of those clothes… do you want to take a shower or brush your teeth?”

“no,” you grumbled as you fell onto the bed, your brain not worried about your hygiene as tiredness clouded your thoughts. joby helped you lift your shirt off and unclasp your bra, and he pulled your sweatpants off before making sure you were tucked comfortably beneath the covers. he pressed a gently kiss to your lips and you hummed, his long fingers running his fingers down your cheek and to your chin.

“give me a minute, i’ll join you,” joby whispered in reassurance as he stood up off the bed, surely going off to smoke a cigarette. you simply allowed your head to sink into the pillow, your mind empty of thoughts as you tried to fall back to sleep. the pregnancy lurked in the back of your mind, but you shooed it away, too tired to worry about it at this point.

—

you woke up with your bare chest pressed against joby’s, feeling his breath across the top of your head and feeling his chest rise and fall beneath you. the morning sun peeked through the blackout curtains and you closed your eyes once more, lifting a hand from around joby’s waist to trace mindless patterns over the tattoos on his arm. he let out a small hum at your touch and you smiled, moments like these some of your favorites with joby.

you felt nausea suddenly begin to pile in your stomach. you blinked, shaking your head and trying to tell yourself you were fine. the disgusting feeling grew in your stomach and you scrunched your nose, trying to take a few steady breaths as you told yourself not to vomit. you glanced up at your boyfriend, him peacefully asleep with his greasy hair slightly disheveled. your nerves sparked, wishing desperately not to disturb him or make him worry about you.

it wasn’t until you felt the warm acid push up your throat that you flung yourself off of him and ran to the bathroom, spilling your guts into the toilet the moment you made it. joby was hot on your tail, you could hear him running through the hall and slightly running into walls before landing behind you, lifting your hair off your neck and rubbing your bare back as you heaved and cried into the toilet. he watched with concern in his green eyes as you slowly stopped, tears rolling down your cheeks before you leaned back against him. he caught you and nervously hushed you, wiping your tears as your crying increased.

“jesus, y/n, sweetheart… what happened?” he asked, his voice still thick with exhaustion. you couldn’t stop crying no matter how hard you tried, and you didn’t have any words to offer him. you were overwhelmed. you sat in this little bathroom in your boyfriend’s arms as he tried to mask his concern and confusion, you hiding a pregnancy from him and covering it up as your period. you were in pain.

“y/n, y/n… shit, please give me an answer?” you heard joby’s voice beg as you zoned back into reality. you sniffled and he ran his hand through your hair, wiping the edge of your mouth with one finger and wiping your tears with another.

“i don’t know,” you breathed weakly. “i don’t feel good…” you mumbled. joby blinked and held you quietly, your chest shaking as you tried to breathe. your eyes slowly closed and you could feel how tense joby was beneath you.

“i mean, you think it’s just, uh, your period or something?” he tried. you shrugged; you didn’t feel like answering with a firm confirmation or denial. joby waited another moment before trying again. “is it because you didn’t really eat much last night? you gotta give me something, babe,” joby implored.

“take me back to bed,” was all you replied with weakly. you sat up and allowed for joby to stand, him groaning lightly as he hoisted you into his arms, carrying you out of the bathroom.

“…you’re scarin’ me,” he tried to laugh as he laid you back into bed, any remaining warmth from the body heat completely gone. you didn’t respond as he pulled the blankets back up around you, running a hand through his hair and sighing. “just go sleep, you let me know if you need anything,” he whispered earnestly, kissing your hand. you felt tears well up in your eyes again but didn’t allow them to fall until you heard joby put on a shirt and leave, shutting the door behind him. immediately a warm tear slid down your cheek and you grit your teeth, clutching the blanket between your fist. a steady stream of warm tears began to wet your face and pillow as you held back a sob. being pregnant sucked. you felt terrible and you couldn’t open up to joby about it, you simply had to lie. you wanted to tell him everything, you wanted him to be excited and kiss you and be ready to be a father again. you wanted to start a family with joby, now.

you kept the blanket pulled up to your chin until the crying died down, the top of the blanket soaked with your tears. you breathed shakily, your stomach tightening uncomfortably at the emptiness and you squeezed your eyes shut as you rode out the bolt of pain. you weren’t even that tired anymore, your thoughts consuming any chance of falling asleep you once had as they tortured your mind. you could not tell joby you were pregnant. there was no way you could possibly do that.

you formed a plan in your head, the best possible scenario: propose the idea as if it hadn’t happened yet. ask him if he’s ever thought about another baby. if he wasn’t on board with the idea, there were ways you could take care of it need be…

after spending your day in bed, the next day you felt better than before and joby was relieved. he let himself forget about you being sick and not providing him a solid answer; he was just glad you felt better.

he took you out to breakfast at a local diner though your appetite still wasn’t up to its normal status.

“just, you know, get a soda or something babe. it’s not a big deal, just thought i’d take you out for once,” joby said in his usual chill and laid back voice. you gave a small smile and shifted on the worn cushion of the booth as joby’s green eyes scanned the menu. you watched him swipe his thumb along his bottom lip as his eyes went back and forth, before he cleared his throat and closed the menu.

“i’m just gonna get a soda,” you told joby. he shrugged and looked out the window.

“that’s fine. whatever you want,” he replied sweetly as he fiddled with his small growth of chin hair. you bit your lip and crossed your arms around your stomach, pulling your sweatshirt tight around you. you admired joby across from you. he was quiet, joby was never too talkative or active in the mornings unless he had to be. you glanced around the homey diner, watching people drink their coffee alone quietly at the bar and families with their children in booths.

you spotted a mother holding her newborn baby swaddled in her arms, the baby fast asleep as the mother rocked side to side and gently pat the baby’s bottom. your heart melted and you smiled sadly, remembering the little bean in your stomach.

you sighed wishfully before turning your gaze back to joby, gently getting his attention.

“honey, look at that little baby over there with her mommy,” you said quietly as you subtlety pointed a finger to the booth across the way. joby blinked and moved around a bit until he saw spotted the scene, and he nodded with a small tug of his lips.

“that’s cute,” he replied somewhat basically, just trying to appease you. you turned back around and joby ran a hand through his long dark hair, letting his head fall back as he did.

after the waitress came over and took your order joby cocked his head and raised an eyebrow at you.

“you sure you’re doin’ alright?” he asked in verification. “i mean like, i’m not expecting you to eat like a whole damn feast but uh… yeah, you doing okay?”

you nodded, reaching across the wooden table to take his hand.

“i’m fine, joby, i promise. just, y’know, taking it easy,” you shrugged with a small grin. he nodded his head slowly and kissed your hand before intertwining it with his own.

another moment of silence between the two of you, and the urge to mention something to joby began to eat away at your calm and cool composure. your knee began bouncing and you tried your best to take a deep breath as quietly as possible.

“joby,” you started before you could talk yourself out of it. he raised his eyebrows as his cool gaze met yours, waiting patiently for you to keep going. god, he was always so laid back and cool about everything. you wished you had his personality. “have you ever, you know, thought about like…” just spit it out. “having a kid ever again?”

joby blinked as his eyes widened. he shifted from his relaxed position to a more, upright and tense state.

“i mean,” he started unsurely, looking to the side before looking at you once more. “i’m not sure. i think i’d try to be a better dad if i ever was, but, y’know,” he replied slowly, still more chilled out than you would’ve expected. he waited a moment before opening his mouth again. “why?”

“oh, i was just thinking. i just saw that baby and thought she was cute… i know you didn’t really-,” you stopped yourself when you saw joby’s expression change ever so slightly at the thought of ellen. “never mind. i just thought i’d ask, just curious,” you insisted, wrapping an arm a bit tighter around your waist. joby nodded and sucked gently on his top lip, muttering a slightly amused “alright.”

you brushed it off nervously, not allowing yourself to bring it up anymore. had joby given you the answer you wanted? you weren’t sure. was it the answer you expected? you also weren’t sure. all you could see was that small change of expression he had when he thought of his daughter and that was enough to wrench at your heart.

as a few weeks went by, you still refused to tell joby you were pregnant. you had to hide your morning sickness from him. you had to come up with a reason why you wouldn’t drink alcohol at his snake trouble concerts. your mood swings were getting harder and harder to keep at a minimum. all the while you somehow kept slipping in the idea of having a family with him one day. he wasn’t stupid, he knew something was wrong. he was beginning to get upset as time went on and you weren’t sure what to do. you hadn’t even gone to the doctor for a confirmation of your pregnancy, you refused.

“i don’t understand what you don’t want to tell me, y/n. i know you’re hiding something,” he’d say with a biting tone. you’d shakily exhale, wiggling your fingers and clenching your fists.

“joby i told you, i’m fine!” you’d argue back. your boyfriend would roll his eyes and walk a slow circle around himself, trying to pace himself and not yell at you as viscously as his anger wanted him to.

“you’re obviously not! you’re not acting like yourself, your appetite has fluctuated so much since that first week you were sick, you’re getting upset over little things, and what the hell is with this new thing about talking about children?” he’d yell. your breath would hitch in your throat as he waited for a response, looking at you knowingly. “yeah, i’m not an idiot, y/n. are you trying to make me feel bad or something? is this your weird way of trying to get me to break up with you? first act all weird and cut me off all while sprinkling in whatever fucking you’re playing at to try and make me think of ellen?”

salty tears brimmed your eyes as you stood as straight as you could, shaking your head as your heartstrings stretched and yanked and pulled. “joby no, please-“

“whatever, man,” he’d interrupt, fiercely pushing his hair back and growling to himself. “whatever, i don’t want to talk about it anymore.”

he had stopped holding you closely at night, and sometimes the two of you would go to bed on sour notes with each other. those were the nights where you’d muffle your crying with a pillow, clutching your stomach as you did. you were going to start showing soon, you weren’t quite sure how much longer you could keep up the charade.

one night after one of joby’s concerts, you sat in the trailer on the couch with him, your head on his lap as he carded his long fingers through your hair. you were gentle with each other, trying to recover from a week or so of bad blood between the two of you. you still hadn’t told joby of your pregnancy, but you were sure you’d do it soon as you began to gain a slightly noticeable amount of weight.

“i’m proud of you, babe,” you whispered as joby breathed tiredly. “you were phenomenal as always.”

“all for you,” he responded gently, sliding his fingers beneath your chin for a moment which made you hum happily. it was a peaceful moment. you debated telling him your news right then and there.

“i have to pee,” you groaned as you sat up, his eyes following you as you stood up, his hands reaching weakly after you.

“i’ll be right here,” joby yawned and you smiled and scrunched your nose at him. you walked towards the small bathroom inside the trailer and shut the door behind you, taking a deep breath. maybe it was a good time to tell him. maybe he’d be happy, maybe the idea had grown on him. you weren’t claire, and this baby wouldn’t be ellen. it wouldn’t be fair if he didn’t at least give it a chance-

your heart stopped in your chest as you saw a decent sized stain of blood in your underwear. your chest began to heave and you shook your head.

“no no no…” you repeated nervously. the baby, the baby… you quickly finished your business and washed your hands, busting out of the door and startling joby in the process. worst case scenarios flooded your mind and you prayed to god nothing was wrong inside of you. “joby take me to the hospital,” you pleaded as you strode towards him. he shot up, looking at you with confusion and concern written all over his face. “please, joby, baby, just take me-“ you were crying, grasping his hands on his shoulders and he blinked and looked all over you.

“y/n, y/n, breathe. what’s wrong?” he asked.

“i’m bleeding,” your voice broke. he jerked his head slightly forward as his eyes narrowed puzzlingly.

“you’re bleeding where, sweetheart?” he continued, trying to ask you questions as calmly as possible. you yanked your hands off of him and held them in front of the front of your pants as they shook rapidly. your thoughts were no longer forming coherently as you stood in front of your flustered boyfriend who knew you had nothing to miscarry.

joby shook his head in confusion. “honey, is that not your period, or-“

“just take me to the hospital!” you shrieked desperately. he muttered “okay, okay!” defensively as he grabbed his keys and your purse before leading you out of the trailer with one arm around your shoulders without saying a word to his band mates.

you cried the entire way to the hospital, a sharp pain shooting through your abdomen causing you to groan and screech, joby trying as best he could to awkwardly and nervously calm you down as he drove as quickly as possible to a nearby hospital. every time you thought about the baby your sobs increased, your chest heaving as you hyperventilated and held onto joby’s leather jacket.

“just hold on, we’re almost there,” joby muttered as coolly and comforting as possible, his knuckles white on the steering wheel. his phone kept ringing as his band members called him to ask where he was or why he left so soon, and he ignored every single call while driving like your life depended on it.

unfortunately, it wasn’t quite your life.

joby held you close and continued to breathlessly whisper comforting things into your ear as he led you into the ER. he called desperately for a doctor and you were accepted right away, joby holding on tightly to your hand as you were led to a room.

you hadn’t stopped crying until all your tests were finished. you sat in a hospital gown on one of those beds. you were given a pad and a new set of underwear to put on after you changed clothes. your were eyes puffy with mascara smeared below your eyelid and face pink as joby held you against him, trying to hum something softly to you. he was still completely confused, but he wasn’t going to show you the fear that ate away at him as his leg bounced and shook rapidly.

you sniffled and blinked with exhaustion, brain fuzzy and empty. joby let out an exhale and swallowed thickly, waiting in that bleak hospital room with you for results.

you felt joby tense as the door opened but you stayed completely limp; you knew what was about to be said to you, the pain and amount of blood had only grown since arriving at the hospital. you stared tiredly at the doctor as she shut the door behind her, her expression clear with all that needed to be said.

“miss y/l/n?” she asked gently as she took a seat across from you. you nodded weakly, joby petting your hair as he anxiously waited for the doctor to give him any answers and any insight she had. joby would finally get to know what was wrong with you.

“i know we discussed some things privately regarding this situation, but i wanted to tell you first off that yes, you were,” the doctor began cautiously. joby blinked and looked down at you as a few stray tears slid down your cheek. you could feel his heartbeat increase as his eyebrows furrowed in confusion, glancing from you to the doctor.

yes, you were.

“i’m so sorry to inform you that you have had a miscarriage, the baby is gone,” the doctor continued carefully. you felt joby go tense as you began to cry again, burying your face into joby’s shoulder as you let out quiet cries. joby’s jaw was dropped and his eyes looked at you desperately, this new information hitting him like a bus as he held you while you cried. nothing seemed real to him. he was dreaming, or someone had laced his beer with something.

“i’ll give you two a moment,” the doctor excused herself gently. joby held you stiffly for a moment as your sobs increased, your nails digging into the leather of his jacket. he was shocked, his breathing somewhat labored as he looked around and had to remember why he was at the hospital for a moment. he hooked his fingers around your chin and pulled your teary face up to look at him, his green eyes filled with hurt and his expression broken as he shook his head.

“you were pregnant?” he breathed. you nodded in defeat, tears wetting his fingers as they slid down your flushed cheeks. he scoffed, swallowing as he searched for words. “why didn’t you tell me, y/n?” his voice was riddled with hurt and he looked as though he was going to cry. you had never seen joby cry in all the years you’d dated him, and your heart was by far like a deflated balloon at this point with no chance of resuscitation.

“i was scared,” you whimpered. joby looked up to the ceiling and cursed under his breath. “we had n-never talked about having a baby, and i didn’t want to put you through something you didn’t want to go through,” your voice broke. joby let go of your chin as you watched his expression harden as he tried to hold back both tears of sadness and anger. he slammed his fist down on his thigh, muttering a broken “fuck” as he did.

you watched and held your bottom lip between your teeth as the stream of tears flowed and flowed. joby exhaled forcefully and looked down, his hands slightly shaking.

“i’m sorry,” you whispered barely audibly. you watched joby try and fail at keeping his emotions at bay as a few tears found their way out of his clenched eyelids. he opened his eyes and looked at you again, some of his hair falling in front of his face.

“why didn’t you tell me?” he asked again, more forcefully this time. you let out a small sob as the words clogged up your already pained chest.

“i didn’t know if you even wanted to be a father,” you sobbed. “i didn’t want to make you go through being a father again when you’re still barely over ellen. and i don’t blame you, she’s your daughter, im just saying-“ your rant was caught up as your breath hitched in your throat before continuing. “i-i’m just saying i wasn’t going to make you feel any pain about this… i’m sorry,” you sobbed.

you saw your boyfriend’s stiff posture soften and he gently closed his eyes, biting the edge of his lip and holding his hands on his lap.

“so… that day you were sick?” he asked weakly. you nodded.

“i knew,” you whispered in reply.

he was quiet. everything was finally adding up in his head and he felt like such an idiot for not seeing it before. he was hurt you didn’t tell him, but he felt guilty that he was the reason you didn’t tell him. he was torn apart inside, losing a baby he didn’t know he even had until now.

you watched anxiously, expecting him at any moment to break up with you and leave you alone in this goddamn hospital. you exhaled shakily as you watched him, the anger melting from his expression as more tears began to wet his cheeks. he hesitated before wrapping an arm around you and pulling you close to him, you starting to cry again as slight relief washed over you and the lump in your throat dissolving.

“i wouldn’t have said ‘no,’” joby choked out, obviously a little uncomfortable he was crying in front of you. you kissed his salty cheek and wrapped your arms around him as tightly as possible, nuzzling your head against his as he tried to breathe smoothly. “it wouldn’t be my first time dealing with that sort of thing,” his voice broke as a tear dripped onto you. you kissed his cheek again as he allowed himself to let out a small cry.

“i’m sorry,” you whispered again into his ear. he shook his head, don’t be. i understand.

he gently grabbed you and pulled you onto his lap, crying silently into your hair as he rocked you back and forth.

“this isn’t it, joby,” your small voice said as your head leaned against his shoulder. you didn’t want to just suggest trying for a baby as soon as possible, but what you wanted to say was understood in that small sentence.

“i know,” he croaked out.

you two stayed like that for a few moments, joby’s turn to cry this time as you sat weakly in his arms. the hospital room was still quiet and eerie, the two of you not even caring how late into the night it was or the fact that the doctor was still outside. what more was there to say? you needed time now.

when joby’s crying died down, you pulled back to look at his puffy face like yours and you gently kissed his lips, looking at him as lovingly as possible at his lost expression.

“it just wasn’t our time,” you whispered.

lol this one goes out to all the people who requested this!!! (it’s me, im the one who requested this.) anyways i hope you,,, at least somewhat liked reading it lol i know it’s dark

[wrenqueenisboss]

Your New Family (SBI!family x gn!reader)

A small headcanon/drabble thingy centered on the Sleepy Bois family and their sibling.

- Philza was walking, (sorta patrolling ig) when he saw an unnatural lump in the snow - at first, he panicked, thinking that Tommy had gotten himself into more trouble - “Tommy?” he called. There was no reply - He walked closer to discover a young you, curled up into a ball, covered in snow - Phil was flooded with a torrent of emotions. On one wing, (yes, I just did that) he was concerned for the child (you). An on the other wing, he was so angry for your guardians/family/protectors for leaving out here - so without a second thought, the Philza we all know and love scooped you into his arms and carried you back to his home - he burst opened the door and called for his family - techno, who had been sitting by the fire reading one of his many greek mythology books, looked up curiously - he wordlessly nodded at Phil before shouting up the stairs. “Will! Tommy! Get down here now! Dad needs us!” - heavy footsteps echoed through the charming house as the boys came running down the stairs - all the while, Phil was setting you down on the couch and finding a blanket to wrap you in - techno looked over curiously at the thing that was swaddled in his favorite blanket. He was SHOCKED to find a child.  - Wilbur and Tommy were surprised as well - “Who’s that, Dad?” Tommy asked, a little to loudly - Philza looked down at you, still sleeping in the blanket. “A helpless child I found in the snow” - Techno got up and walked over to you. He tilted his head curiously, pink locks of hair falling over his forehead a little. “They’re kinda cute, not gonna lie.” - Tommy’s mouth fell open. Wilbur was blinking furiously. Phil was just still. Everyone was surprised. Techno was never this soft or kind, even though he was a child (only 5)

background info:

In this, you are five years old. Techno and Wilbur are technically twins. Their birthdays are a week away. Both of them are six. Tommy is three, but he has way too much energy. Philza is... Philza. Sorry, DADza. 

back to the hcs:

- at Phil’s instruction, Wilbur went to get healing potions while Tommy was told to sit next to you - techno went back to reading, but every so often, he’d look over at you to make sure you were okay - Phil went to make soup, get hot towels, and first aid supplies for when you woke up - eventually, Tommy got bored of just sitting and watching a mysterious child sleep, so he went back to his room. (He’s 3. Give him a break, people)  - checking to make sure no one was immediately around, techno got up and walked over to you and sat next to you - he brushed a bit of your hair out of your face with a surprisingly soft and gentle touch. - you begin to stir and the contact and techno froze. But he didn’t move away - Your eyes opened and he stared admired their e/c coloring.  - “hello, orphan” he said quietly with a very awkward wave - You took in his skin, small tusks peeking out from his bottom lip, pink hair, and  piglin-gold jewelry and smiled - “you look cool,” you said bluntly - techno was shocked. but nevertheless, the corners of his lips twitched. “thanks,” he replied in a monotonous tone you would soon learn to adore - You reached up to tuck you hair being your ear, revealing a streak of pink tucked among your h/c locks - “we match” techno said simply - Philza, Wilbur, and Tommy re-entered the room. They froze at the unfamiliar expression on techno’s face - Wilbur was the first to speak. “bro, is everything okay?” he asked, stepping forward to sit next to his “twin” - technoblade nodded and pointed at you, fully awake - you began to sit up and the blanket fell away - somehow knowing what tech wanted to say, you pointed to your hair - “we match,” you and tech said in unison

needless to say, you and technoblade became very close.

Send my a message in my asks if you want me to do a part two. I’d really love to. After all, Sleepy Bois Inc. SUPREMACY

[adoringhaikyuu]

you have a nightmare that they cheated on you

characters: akaashi + iwaizumi + oikawa + (gn!reader)

request: hi! can I request a headcanon where akaashi, iwaizumi, and oikawa wake up to you having a nightmare that they cheated on you? something fluffy please 🙏🏼🥺 • by @vitamingummies

warnings: mentions of cheating ig but it doesn’t actually happen obvi– + a lil bit of angst

notes: hope u enjoy <3 i tried to make them all a bit different! (i don’t think i’ll do anymore of these tho cause i feel like i’ve run out of possibilities for it to go)

akaashi:

akaashi stirred awake slightly when he felt you moving around on your side of the bed

he was half asleep, drifting in and out

and he felt the bed dip as you got up, which he assumed meant that you were going to the bathroom

but once he realized it’d been a while since you left, he checked the time, 3am 

he got up to go look for you, wiping his eyes sleepily

he went to the bathroom and frowned when the lights were off and you were nowhere to be found

he slugged off to the kitchen, then the living room and was shocked to see you sitting there in the dark, wrapped up in a blanket

“baby?” his voice was deep and groggy as he padded over to you, yawning before continuing. “what are you doing out here?” 

you noticed him, but didn’t look up, trying to hide your face from him, which, even in his drowsy state, he knew was a bad sign. 

he bent down in front of you and felt the fatigue jump out of his body when he realized you had tears falling down your cheeks. “what’s wrong? what happened?” he brought his hands to your cheeks and tried to wipe the tears, but more kept falling seemingly at a faster rate once he touched you. 

he tried to catch your eye, but you wouldn’t let him. “come on baby, please talk to me? i’m not going anywhere until i figure out what’s wrong.” 

he sat down next to you and pulled you into his lap, making sure the blanket was secure before holding you tight and running his hand up and down your side soothingly. 

when your cries had reduced to sniffles and you calmed down a bit, you spoke up, playing with the collar of akaashi’s shirt to distract yourself. “i just...it’s stupid––”

he interrupted immediately, “of course it’s not stupid, if it made you this upset then we should talk about it. i wanna make sure you’re alright, okay?”

you nodded and swallowed, psyching yourself up to reveal everything to him. “well i––i had a dream, no, a nightmare really,” you laughed humorlessly. “where you um...you left me? well that was after you cheated on me but...” you felt him take a deep breath, “it just felt so real, you know? it hurt like a lot and then i woke up because it was so painful and i guess...the emotions carried through even after i left the dream.” you sighed, “i’m sorry i didn’t mean to worry you, i just...i don’t know, i needed to clear my head, i guess.” 

a few seconds passed before you felt a gentle hand under your chin, raising your head. you finally looked into akaashi’s eyes and he spoke up. “baby, i’m sorry that you experienced that, even if it was just a dream. just hearing about it hurts me too.” he swiped his thumb over your cheek and you nuzzled into his touch. “but know that i would never ever do that to you, i could never hurt you like that and i won’t, okay?” he waited for you to nod in agreement before nodding as well and pulling you into a hug. “i’m here to love and protect you, remember that.” he kissed your cheek but didn’t let you out of the hug. 

“are you better now?” again, he waited for you to nod. “let’s go back to bed, yeah?” he hugged you tight. “i’m not letting you go tonight.” 

iwaizumi:

iwaizumi grunted, confused when he felt you moving around more than usual behind him, 

no longer wrapped around him with one leg over his waist like how you had fallen asleep

when he heard you mumble a few things under your breath, he thought maybe you were just dreaming 

but when he heard a whimper of his name, followed by “please no––”

he turned around immediately, and turned on his bedside lamp, concerned and alert

he noticed that your face looked like it was in pain, like you were hurt

he put a hand on your cheek and stroked it gently with his thumb

“wake up sweetheart.”

you shook your head from side to side, seemingly wrestling with what you were seeing in your nightmare

he kissed your forehead, “come on, come back to me. open your eyes for me baby.”

he shook your side a few times and you finally opened your eyes, but he frowned when he noticed the pain still hadn’t left your face

his eyes widened when you suddenly threw yourself into his arms, burying your face in the crook of his neck, sniffling as you blinked the tears away. he wrapped his arms around you immediately, “hey it’s okay, i’m here. you’re safe.” 

he rubbed his hands up and down your back soothingly and whispered reassuring things in your ear, kissing your temple every now and then. 

after a few minutes of holding you, he spoke up. “do you wanna tell me what happened in your nightmare? i’m right here, nothing bad’s gonna happen i promise.” 

your hand came up to hold the side of his jaw and neck and you sat up slightly, but he made sure to keep you secure and not let you run off, not that you were going to. “um...well i was coming over to your house cause we had a date night planned...” you trailed off slightly and felt his hand rub your thigh reassuringly. you sighed, “the door was unlocked so i came in, and i noticed another girl’s shoes in by the door?” you felt him stiffen under you but you went on. “so i went to find you, to ask you about it...but when i got to your room, you were...on top of her, and you can...fill in the blanks i’m guessing...” 

he opened his mouth to say something but you spoke before he could. “and you don’t have to apologize or anything, i know it wasn’t you and you wouldn’t do that...it just felt real and that really hurt me. but i’m sure i’ll get over it soon.” you tried to smile but it felt like a grimace more than anything and iwaizumi sighed. you mistook it for annoyance and your eyes widen, “oh i’m sorry, you’re probably tired, i’ll just––”

you tried to get off his lap but he stopped you, confused. “no, darling i don’t care what time it is, this is important. i only sighed because i don’t like how you’re pretending to be okay when you’re not.” he put a hand under your chin, “it’s okay if you’re not okay. but i’m here for you, to help you feel better, yeah?” he kissed your nose lightly. “you have nothing to apologize for, and i know you said i don’t either, but i’m sorry that i hurt you, even if it was in a dream.”

you smiled for real this time and kissed his cheek, making him blush lightly. “you’re too sweet to me, you know that?”

his brows furrowed, “not possible.” he gave you a quick peck on the lips and lied you back down on the bed with a small smile before turning off the light. he slid back in with you and put his arm around your waist to pull you close. “you ready to sleep?” 

you nodded, “do you mind cuddling me until i fall asleep?”

“of course not, but you’re funny if you think i’m letting you go at all, even in my sleep.” 

oikawa:

oikawa was sleeping peacefully, rolling over to wrap his arm around you and pull you close and his brows furrowed when you swung his arm back to his side, but he stayed asleep

he kept sleeping even after you repeated this three more times 

but when you did it one more time, this time with more force, he whined and blinked his eyes open slowly

“y/n-chaaan, let me hold you~”

you simply huffed and kept staring in front of you, into the darkness of your room, your arms and legs crossed as you sat up against the headboard

you don’t even know how long you’d been awake, it was 4am, but you couldn’t be bothered to care

as soon as you saw oikawa with his tongue down another girl’s throat, while she sat in his lap, you were so mad you couldn’t think

...this was in a dream of course, and you know that––

but it still pissed you off

“wha––” oikawa leaned up on one arm to get a better look at you and make sure he wasn’t imagining things. “what are you doing up?” he turned his head to look at the clock on the nightstand, “wh––four a.m??” he turned back to you dramatically, and while normally you would’ve found it amusing, today was a different day. 

you felt oikawa drag himself to a sitting position as he stared at you frantically and utterly confused. “what is going on here??” when you didn’t respond, his shoulders drooped down and he placed a hand on your thigh which you quickly slapped off. he squawked, “baby??–”

“you don’t get to call me that.” 

his head bobbed back, offended. “what do you mean?! what happened in the hours that i was asleep?” 

again, you stayed silent and of course, he kept talking. “y/n-chan you can’t just not tell me what’s wrong, this is outrageous!” 

you sat there, brewing in your annoyance for a few moments before cutting off his rant, voice completely monotone. “you cheated on me.” 

there was a brief silence, a moment of processing before he exploded. “i’m sorry, what?! i most certainly did not! what are you talking about ?! i am loyal!”

you shrugged, only fueling the fire and his eyes widened. “what do you mean?” he imitated your shrug mockingly, “where did you get this insane theory from?!” 

he was talking far too loud for 4am, and you did not want a visit from the neighbors. “tooru––”

“tooru?! who is that?! i’m baby! love! your loyal boyfriend! soon to be husband when we’re ready!––”

you finally turned to him, “you’re being too loud! it’s four am––”

he glared but lowered his voice, maybe a fraction. “y/n-chan you are not gliding over your preposterous accusation like this––why on earth do you think i cheated?!”

you blinked, unfazed. “i saw it.” 

“that’s impossible because it never happened!”

“yes it did! i saw your tongue go down her fucking throat and your hands were all over her and she was in your lap, tooru. that’s why i woke up because i saw it and i got mad. how dare you do that––” 

“i’m telling you that never happened! i don’t know who you saw but it wasn’t––wait.” he blinked a few times and you could practically see the gears turning in his head. his eyes narrowed and he tilted his head. “did you say you saw it and you woke up? are you talking about a dream??” 

you clenched your jaw, “more like nightmare but that’s irrelevant, the point is you cheated–”

“y/n-chaaan––” he threw himself on you and wrapped his arms around you, ignoring your protests. he placed his head on your lap and looked up at you, with a pout. “you scared me! i thought you were really mad at––”

“i am mad at you.” 

“what?! but it wasn’t even real!”

“dream tooru and real tooru are basically the same.” 

“when are you going to stop calling me that?” he frowned, giving you puppy dog eyes and you groaned, slapping a hand over his face (gently), but he still yelped anyways.

“don’t look at me like that.”

he took your hand off and kissed your palm softly. “why, is it working?” 

you sighed and looked away. “...i know it wasn’t real but it still hurt seeing you like that, you know? that’s why i was so annoyed––it wasn’t even real but it still affected me so much.” 

he sat up against the headboard and pulled you into his lap, pleased to see you weren’t complaining. you placed your hands on his shoulders and kept your eyes down, focused on his chest. he squeezed your waist and ducked his head down to peck your lips, smiling victoriously when it made you smile. 

“i would never be as dumb as dream me and throw our precious relationship away, i love you way too much and value having you in my life far too much to do something like that.” he kissed your cheek, “you’re it for me, got it?”

you nodded, looking up into his eyes to see how serious he was. you could see the love he had for you. “okay...i love you baby.”

he smiled, “i love you too. so much.” he kissed you on the lips gently. “now can we please cuddle? we both need our beauty sleep.” 

[cielcius]

PLANES OVER CARS | MIDORIYA IZUKU

pairings: Ceo!Midoriya x g/n!reader

summary: Just as you arrive home, you’re shocked to find your boyfriend—usually already there to greet you—coming in through the front door as he stands almost unrecognizable.

from the writer: this one made me think long and hard because I had to stop and remember to breathe while writing this, I love izuku just having this whole secret life that he feels like it’s not even worth mentioning lol anyways I also just got hired for my first job so ig this is like a small self celebration. yay :D

genre: fluff, slight crack, in relation to this post and this post

wc: 1k

notes & warnings: reader travels on an airplane, izuku calls reader “bub” lovingly, established relationship

“izuku! I'm home.” dropping your keys in the designated bowl on the shoe cabinet, you listen quietly for the call of your boyfriend to welcome you home, but surprisingly, it never comes.

or maybe it shouldn’t have shocked you at this point, seeing as you knew today was going to be different when you woke up and izuku wasn’t there to greet you, instead, leaving a cold empty space where he should have been like he was the past few weeks.

your parents always warned you to not let any strangers into your home, especially if they’re taking advantage of your resources but izuku’s charm never failed to blind you of that fact, so of course, you never questioned whether or not he actually had a home to go back to. 

you toe your shoes off and place them to the side, eyebrows knitted as you’re still a bit hesitant to venture further into your apartment. what if izuku really was a bad guy? without telling much about himself, he had managed to weave himself into your life with no questions from either party, but as you think about it now, it could have been on purpose.

curse his cute, boyish charm.

just as you’ve reached the living room, you notice two things. izuku’s bag that has suddenly gone missing—surely something that you had overseen that morning as you rushed to get to work—and the jingle of your front door’s lock that twists with ease, letting a tall figure into your home.

“yes, no—I thought I told you to recalculate the averages. oh, okay, we’ll settle this later then.” izuku can only focus on ending his call at that moment, disregarding your figure that stands in the middle of the living room dumbfounded as he kicks his shoes off. trailing down his figure, you admire the dip in his waist that his suit accentuates with ease, bringing the navy blue blazer and slacks together with a black tie smoothed over his white button-down.

a sigh brings you from your thoughts, as well as a drop of a bag—the bag that you had only noticed its missing presence seconds before—before izuku’s green eyes meet yours, and the both of you lock in a standstill. you watch as izuku processes the scene, opening his mouth where no words are able to come out for a moment until he finally comes to his senses.

“oh, you’re home early. welcome home.” you can easily notice the shift in his voice, how much softer it is compared to the one he used when speaking over the phone before, and you quietly admit to yourself that you can’t deny the warm feeling in your chest at the action. “thanks. uhm, how was your day?”

izuku walks over to bring you into a hug, sinking into your arms as if he hasn’t done so in years with a quiet sigh. “kinda tiring. I didn’t think I had to go into the office today until my assistant called me about an important meeting, totally forgot.” izuku pulls away with a breathy chuckle, locking eyes with you before pressing a kiss to the side of your head.

“how about you? did something happen?” you shake your head, mind still preoccupied with how fitted his suit is and the way his normally messy curls seem to fall in just the right places. “you look very handsome, izuku.” your whisper reaches his ears and sends a shock down his spine, red blooming from ear to ear as he tries his best to restrain his smile from turning into a grin.

“thanks, bub,” he places another kiss on the top of your head. “you wanna go out and eat? I just remembered this really good yakisoba place.” still a bit caught up in your head, you nod and let him put your shoes on for you, watching as he tugs you out of the apartment with that boyish smile of his.

—

“so... is the yakisoba place on a different island?” your voice sounds a bit different to you when you hear it in your head, probably because you’re currently sitting in the cockpit of an airplane being driven by your boyfriend who doesn’t even have a driver’s license. “oh, yeah. don’t worry, we’ll be landing in about twenty minutes.”

you nod, eyes surveying the empty sky as it starts to darken, and soon, you’re landing yourselves a seat in said yakisoba restaurant that izuku had recalled earlier that day. “mm. i’m gonna get number two, what about you?” izuku looks up, green eyes sparkling in anticipation for your answer.

“probably number five.” you adjust the menu that lays flat on the table in front of you, slightly out of nerves and it isn’t until after the waiter has gotten your order that the question seems to burst from your lips. “so, when did you learn how to fly a plane? doesn’t seem like something that’s easy.”

shooting you a grin, izuku rubs at the back of his neck—a noticeable habit by now. “well, it’s honestly a lot easier than driving a car. i don’t have to worry about looking everywhere I turn—and traffic.” there’s a period of suppressed laughter, half out of politeness and half out of wanting to keep the precious moment between the two of you as the world fades and leaves izuku as your only view (and it’s the only one you’ll ever want).

Extra:

“oh right, while we’re here, we should go pick up your shoes.”

“my shoes?”

izuku takes your hand in his, intertwining your fingers before bringing you close to his side. “the ones you ordered a month ago. I figured they were taking too long so we can just get it here from the store.” with that, izuku presses a kiss to the side of your head before leading the way, paying no mind to your widened eyes.

it takes a moment, but soon you’re letting out a soft chuckle, shaking your head in slight disbelief before leaning your head on his shoulder with a smile gracing your lips. “thank you, izuku.”

[chokingonpaper]

Ohla Bola, how are you today? I come bearing a request; ej, with a "kidnapped" s/o, but they went willingly, because they are a monster lover, and who would pass up the opportunity to be with that hunk of a demon 🥵 (I know I wouldnt). So the gist of it is, they are compliant, they know exactly what is going on, manipulation wise, dont care because they are finally being loved (emotional distant parents maybe?) And fully reciprocate the affections and obsessions that ej has for them. (Maybe they see it as the only way they will ever find true love?)

If this is possible? Many thanks adieu

Im doing good, and of course! Again, I might make a part two :D This ended up kind of being the prologue for how this would go in the future ig- If I make a part two it’ll be more about the kidnapping and stuff like that

Also happy 100 posts!

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𝐍𝐨 𝐋𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐀𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞 (𝐄𝐉 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫)

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You had always been a lonely person. Often times people avoided you, and the people that decided to stick around always seemed to fade away sooner or later.

You lived at the edge of your neighborhood with most of your house concealed by large, dark trees. The community was always planning things and arranging little parties, but you never went. It wasn’t entirely other people’s fault that you were alone, you just weren’t that interested in other people. Though a part of you yearned for a friend, someone that understood you and wouldn’t leave at only a moments notice. But that person hadn’t arrived yet, and you had given up hope that they ever would.

Life was dull, and every morning you woke up you wondered if anything would ever change. Every day was the same. Wake up, go to work, get home, and sleep. Then it’d repeat over, and over, and over again. Every time you came home you found your house empty, and you were once again reminded of how alone you were.

But then one day you felt the strange feeling of eyes on your back. Not having very many friends, you often spent your time observing rather than socializing. You knew this feeling very well, and you knew that you were being watched. Yet along with this unnerving feeling, you felt a rush you’d never experienced before. You weren’t alone, and for whatever reason you were okay with that.

Whenever you walked through the kitchen, you felt eyes trailing you from your windows. You didn’t know who the person was or why they were watching you. You hadn’t even managed to catch a glimpse of them yet.

Whenever you got ready for work and headed out the door, you felt the same thing. Even when you were at work, you swore you could still feel their presence. A part of you wondered if you had just made this person up, just to make you feel less alone. By the other part of you wondered if you were in danger. If this was real, you had a stalker on your hands, and you had no idea who it could be.

It could be a coworker, an old employer, or even just a passing customer. Their identity was completely unknown, and you spent hours pondering who they could possibly be and what they looked like. But they were good at hiding themselves, and you hadn’t even seen a shadow.

Weeks passed and you began to tell yourself that it was all in your head, but then knocking came. It was almost like it was to reassure you that they were there, that they hadn’t left, and that they were anything but imaginary.

The first time it happened you nearly jumped out of your chair, but as time passed and the little knocks and taps continued, they became almost comforting. You weren’t supposed to feel at peace when you had a stalker, but it’d been so long and they hadn’t hurt you yet, so who’s to say they ever would? They might just be an observer, like you.

But soon enough just observing wasn’t good enough for them. It had been over a month, and now Jack wanted a little more than just standing to the side and watching your life as if it were a movie. He wanted to be around you, to hold you, to be the one to take you away from your loneliness. He knew how little you went out besides when you had to work, and he knew how much you wanted someone to talk to and spend time with. He’d seen you watch groups of friends with envy, wondering what it was like to be so close to someone. He’d seen you lie on your back staring up at the ceiling, feeling so empty that you couldn’t even cry. Jack had seen you stare out the window where he stood only a moment ago with eyes full of desperation, silently begging him to reveal himself.

He knew you, and he wanted to take you away from everything you disliked about the world.

So the next time you looked out the window with a sad sigh, he decided to try something he’d never even thought to do before. Jack slowly stepped out of the shadows and in front of your window, finally allowing you to see the dark figure who had been watching you nearly every hour of every day.

Your eyes widened in pure shock and you froze, just studying the man who had presented himself to you.

He was tall, several inches above six feet. His physique was impressive, with broad shoulders and muscular arms. Though he was at a distance, you could tell how much he towered over you. He stood still, holding eye contact with you and staring you down with an intense gaze. Anyone could see that this man wasn’t someone to be messed with, and it was already clear to you that you weren’t getting out of this one.

But even if you could, would you want to?

Then suddenly he was no longer still, and his noticeably large hands reached for the window. The window was locked, but you guessed he already knew this. This was was a stranger who had been stalking you for a little over a month. You had never seen him before, and you knew damn well that if he got into your home he could overpower you with ease. Yet as your heart beat faster, pounding loudly in your chest, you hesitantly stepped towards the window.

A small sliding lock was the only thing keeping the man out, though you could guess he had other ways of getting in if he needed to. After all, the windows weren’t bullet-proof.

You gulped down a lump of nervousness and placed your shaking hand over the lock. The man, Jack, watched with interest as you slowly unlocked it, giving him access to your home, and to you.

Why were you doing this? Why were you letting him in? You were unlike any human he’d ever encountered before, and that only made his desire to keep you for himself grow.

Not doing anything more than unlocking it, you backed away from the window as the man pushed it open and climbed inside. Once he stood at his full height you looked up at him in awe. Covering his face was a navy blue mask that dripped black from the eyes. It sent a chill down your spine and froze you in place. Now that he was closer it was only more obvious just how strong he was. He was so much taller than you and obviously very strong. He was the definition of intimidating, and if you weren’t frozen in place you would have crumbled to the ground.

The two of you stared at each other in silence for what felt like hours, but then he took a step forward and your eyes widened.

“I’m not going to hurt you.” His voice came out less comforting than you would have liked. It was deep and incredibly raspy, as if he hadn’t spoken in weeks.

You nodded slowly, his words not really making you feel any safer. “W-Who are you?” You asked in a tone only a bit above a whisper. It was clear that you were afraid, yet you made no attempt to leave.

“I’m Jack.” He answered simply, not offering any more information that could help you understand what exactly was going on. You had just let your stalker into your home, and now you were having a semi-calm conversation with him.

Jack soon took another step towards you, and now only about a foot was between you.

“I’m going to take you with me. Either cooperate, or I’ll knock you out. Understand?” He stated lowly, staring down at you with complete seriousness. You were about to be kidnapped, but instead of fear you felt almost… relieved. Someone wanted you. Someone wanted you so badly that they were going to simply take you. It sounded so wrong, so terrifying, yet all you could think about was how you would no longer be alone.

And so you nodded, letting him silently lead you out of your house and into the tree line from which you would never emerge from again.

[potatoes-is-are-food]

Hi, 🖐 I was wondering if I may request a fic or head cannon, which ever you prefer, of some somnophilia Shigaraki. He drugs reader cause he has it bad for her and he thinks that's the only way he can have her. Then he's "enjoying" her sleeping form and she wakes up and she's into him, maybe she even says something like took you long enough. Please. I really enjoy your writing, the period sex is just...🥴

Reader came out a little more yandere-ish than I usually go for but that’s life ig

Also feel free to request more period sex I literally cannot get enough of shiggy being gross and tryna make his poor lil gf uncomfortable <3

| NSFW, somno & drugging (obviously), a teensy slight bit of angst but it’s all happy in the end

You’d liked him since you first spoke to him. You’d come with Himiko to join the league, being friends with her long enough you more or less let her drag you around on a daily basis. You’d asked her to just turn back, you wouldn’t be an asset even if you did agree with what they were trying to do, but she said there had to be something you could do to help and tugged you into the bar. He’d asked for your name and said you were useless to the cause but you still felt blood rising to your cheeks whenever he set those piercing red eyes on you.

When you’d been accepted on the condition you’d help and do whatever he told you, you’d kept to yourself, only interacting with your friend and occasionally Magne. Your quirk wasn’t really suited to combat but you helped around the hideout, working on preparations and anything that needed to be done in public since no one knew your face. You did whatever Shigaraki told you to, agreeing before he was done speaking and scurrying off before he could tell how flustered he made you.

Over the next several months you actually got to talk to him more and before you knew it you were head over heels for him. You liked his ideas, the way he articulated them, even the fucking hands all over his body made hearts shine in your eyes and wetness pool between your legs. Then weird stuff started happening.

You’d wake up feeling hungover despite not drinking, seemingly having intense wet dreams that somehow left your throat raw and stains covering your sheets every night. You nearly thought you’d pissed yourself there was so much of it. After the first week you got suspicious, but ultimately chalked it up to stress, despite how little sense that made.

Shigaraki didn’t know how to process his feelings. When Himiko had shoved you in front of him he’d had to be aloof, mean even, to stop himself from coming across like some loser with a huge crush. He couldn’t even talk to you at first, but every time you came around you didn’t act scared of him, just nervous. And then you started talking to him and he just liked you more.

He swears it was an accident the first time. You’d had too much to drink one of your first nights at the hideout and he helped you to bed. When you were sprawled out, disheveled on your bed he couldn’t stop himself. He was just going to kiss you once and leave, but you were so soft, and the light sigh that passed your lips made him come back for more. That night he’d held and kissed you for hours, but left before he went too far.

The second time it happened, it wasn’t an accident. He craved the warmth from your skin and the sweet taste of your lips, so he drugged you; watched you sip your one and only drink of the night and swept you off to bed like a kind leader. And at first he was content just to kiss you and lie beside you.

After a month, he snapped. The feel of your skin was too much temptation, so he slipped you an extra strong dose and got off from shoving his dick down your throat while you slept. The next morning he couldn’t look at you and left the second you mentioned a sore throat and started coughing. Since then he couldn’t stop; he jerked off over your face, rubbed his shaft against your skin, and used you in every way he could think of without fully violating you.

Tonight he’d decided he couldn’t stop himself and it would be better to indulge himself if it was inevitable anyway; it wasn’t like you’d ever have to know.

You sat beside him, nursing the drink he’d drugged for several hours while you chatted. You only got one third of the way through before your words became a little slurred, and unlike normal when you’d just down the rest and go to bed, you left it unfinished. He panicked slightly for a moment until he noticed you still seemed tired enough that he could do what he wanted, then he helped you to bed. He felt bad; you clearly trusted him, but he couldn’t stop himself. He’d waited long enough.

When he was sure you were out, he started stripping you, letting his eyes soak up all the naked flesh he’d let you keep secret until now. He’d even bought gloves that covered his last two fingers just for this; pulling them on had him salivating with anticipation.

He crawled over your limp body, gently grazing his fingers along your soft skin. His lips pressed against your forehead, then down your face and jaw until he latched onto your neck, intending to leave just a few hickeys where you weren’t likely to see. As a reward for how patient he’d been. You moaned softly, making him pull away with a pop, worried you were waking. You didn’t stir, though, and he continued.

He spread your legs, sucking drool back into his mouth at the sight of your slightly damp folds right in front of him. Tentatively, he pressed a kiss to your clit, watching your face for any sign of you waking. He quickly lost himself as he delved in, lapping up your fluids like your cunt was the last thing he’d ever taste. Your lashes fluttered, a combination of tolerance to the drug he’d been using and the decreased amount making you more aware much sooner.

“Shigaraki?” you called sleepily, having dreamed he was there before you opened your eyes. He froze, tongue still pressed against you, and looked up just as you saw him. Your face burned, eyes going wide at the sight of your boss dining between your legs. He leaned back, licking and wiping your juices off his face as he blushed and stared at the floor.

“I’m sorry,” he mumbled, voice barely above a whisper. You shook your head, still in shock but wanting to reassure him more than anything.

“I-I like you!” you blurted out, sitting up and covering yourself with your blanket. You sat in silence, waiting on him to respond, neither of you looking at each other.

“...You do?” he asked after a long pause. You nodded, premature tears stinging your eyes at the rejection you anticipated. The position he’d been in made you think he just wanted to defile you and leave, uninterested in your actual affection. He dropped to his knees before the bed, eyes just as wide as yours and the hint of a smile hovering on his lips.

You inched closer, both unsure as you approached each other mutually for the first time. His face finally hovered in front of yours, just as you’d been dreaming of for months. Your hands gently held his face as you closed the distance, and you felt his breath hitch when your lips finally met. The texture was rough, but his lips were pleasant and his kiss felt better than you’d imagined.

The fact he hadn’t said anything seemed to confirm your suspicion; that he wouldn’t want anything beyond sneaking around with you in the night. You pushed the thought away, intent on savoring him, even if you had to lie to yourself about what would happen when he was done with you. For now, you could pretend he loved you.

He gave your blanket a small tug, and you let him pull it off, leaving you naked as he crawled onto the bed. You were coaxed onto your back as he hovered over you, never breaking the kiss. The hands you’d been staring at for months caressed your skin, his fingers finding their way to your clit and rolling it gently. You gasped into his mouth and he rewarded you with his tongue, letting it play with yours as you ran your hands through his hair.

At a speed you didn’t know he was capable, he undressed himself, eagerly pressing his body back to yours the second it was bare. You wrapped your legs around his waist, clinging tightly to him as he rubbed his shaft along your slit, gathering slick onto his skin. He kissed you again, sighing softly into your mouth when you deepened it on your own. Your tongue shyly intruded into his mouth, just enough to coax his into tangling with it.

His hands seemed to be everywhere at once, one moment groping at your breasts and the next squeezing your hips hard enough to bruise. You gingerly gave him the same treatment, brushing your fingers along his torso where his ribs prominently stuck out against his pale skin and his stomach, rigid with lean muscle that trailed down into a wild mess of white pubic hair. When you touched his cock he stiffened, pulling away to look down at you with a slightly hazy expression.

“You really want to?” he asked softly, eyes wide as they searched yours. You nodded, kissing the corner of his mouth lightly.

“I’ve wanted you for a long time,” you admitted, trembling slightly as his fingers curled under your chin to tilt you into another kiss.

He pressed in, already well lubricated, and buried himself completely in your warmth. He groaned against your lips, both of you panting. As he started to thrust, he gripped your clit in his fingers just a little too roughly, toying with it and reveling in the sounds he could draw from you. Your whimpers were slightly muffled against his mouth, however if anyone got too close to the paper-thin wall of your room they’d easily hear.

You’d been close already when you woke up, and his rough treatment quickly pushed you over the edge and you creamed around him. He groaned loudly at the feeling of your walls contracting, hammering into you faster as he got closer to his peak. The overstimulation made you squirm, still holding him close despite his abuse to your clit as well as all the sensitive places inside.

His cum was warm, shooting out in thick streams against your cervix as he buried himself deep. He thrusted shallowly through his orgasm and went slightly soft inside. The fingers clutching your puffy nub slowed to a stop along with his movements, and you relaxed. Then, you felt him harden again.

It had been too much before, but the feeling of him fucking his load into you and the obscene squelching sounds had you nearly sobbing. You held him tightly, trying to muffle the sounds in his neck as he ravaged you a second time, resuming his ministrations to your clit. He went faster than before, pounding you into the old mattress of your bed and making it squeak loudly. You didn’t have the mental capacity to care anymore.

The orgasm he forced from you made you see stars, your eyes rolled back into your head and you moaned loudly against his skin. This time he followed almost immediately, groaning as he snapped his hips harshly against yours. His cum leaked out around him, pooling under you and creating a sticky mess on your thighs and the sheets.

He rested atop your body, shaking slightly as he panted and came down from his high. Your stomach sank when he moved, no doubt to leave since he’d gotten what he came for. He pulled out with a soft hiss, surveying the mess he’d left with satisfaction.

You were shocked when he flopped over beside you and slung an arm over your stomach, contently nuzzling into your neck and leaving several soft kisses there as he started to drift off. You tentatively pressed your lips to his sweaty forehead and nearly cried when you saw a small smile grace his features in response. Heavy-lidded red eyes met yours, his usually tense face wearing an expression you couldn’t quite read.

“You’ll be my girlfriend, right?” He kissed your cheek, clearly expecting a yes. You stared at him with wide eyes, nodding frantically when you found you couldn’t speak. He sighed happily and closed his eyes, pulling you a little closer. His serene expression made your own eyelids droop, and soon you were unconscious, too, elated and secure in the knowledge that he’d be there when you woke up.