#OH HIS TIPPY TOES 😭

[solargeist]

Grian being raised in a convent of literally only women, so when he meets Scar in 3rd life he’s so excited, a guy just like HIM !! With top scars and everything, so fun (falls in love immediately /lh)

[cranberryjuice-posts]

please do clarisse la rue x aphrodite reader who’s gorgeous and glowing and short like a ball of sunshine

- opposites attract -

Pairings - Clarisse La Rue x Fem! Aphrodite! Reader

An - ive gotta rewrite by Abby series bc it’s not going the way I want it 😭 I wasn’t really sure exactly what to write so I hope this is good 🧍‍♀️🧍‍♀️

Everyone at camphalf blood knew who you were. Not for negative reasons however. Being a daughter of Aphrodite not only boosted your social status but it was also your actions.

The first to volunteer to help when the infirmary was low on staff, ready to take on any chore from helping run the camp store to labor jobs that required you to get dirty. Even when the saytrs felt as though they were being ignored by the demigods you helped give them their voice.

So when you of all people started dating clarisse the most intimidating person at camp it was a bit of a culture shock. Though with you sweet and kind nature you seemingly took the most aggressive cabin and somehow made them slightly calmer.

Though when people tried to approach clarisse about you her former aggressiveness would come back. Most things that involved you got her heated. The recent endeavor being you both Separated for the weeks capture the flag game.

“No you’re on my team it’s not for discussion” clarisse spoke as if she knew it was fact, her arms crossed and her armor on you couldn’t help but fall back in love with her.

“But it is for discussion because I’m not” you chuckled softly, a gentle smile crossing your features. “I’ll be fine Claire I’m not a child”

“I’m aware of that but what if someone on my team hurts you? Or what if you get hurt by one of our traps I don’t like not being able to protect you” she placed her hands on her hips trying to open her stance to you.

“Aww” you gave a playful frown tucking a loose curl behind her ear. Placing both hands on her cheeks you gave them a small squeeze. “I’m ok, besides I have charmspeak remember I know how to handle myself”

Her shifting weight and the look of annoyance on her face all showed she did care about you deep down, and as much as people wanted to Deny it clarisse was yours just as much as you were hers. “I’ll see you after the game pretty” stepping on your tippy toes you gave her a kiss.

Turning to start walking away clarisse began yelling instructions to you. “Wait! Make sure your breast plate is tight— oh! And be sure to wear a helmet an—-“

“I got it clarisse!” You laughed back at her, giving her a final wave.

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The games had already began with you being in charge of reclaiming the flag with Luke and his team.

Stepping through the forest you carefully looked around worried that maybe someone would jump out. Which like it was a movie happened. Red team kids running out with blades swinging. Blue team defending themselves and you mentally scolding yourself for not wearing enough armor.

Before you even realized it you had a deep cut in your calf. Landing on the ground with a cry of pain you looked back instantly having to dodge the falling camper.

“You good!” Luke shouted helping you up, limping some you found your balance breathlessly nodding. The red team currently had either been knocked to the ground or retreated in fear.

“The flags up ahead.. behind Zeus’s fist if I’m correct” you took a stance against a tree, using it as support. “I’m gonna stay here”

“You’re sure you’re fine” he asked cautiously. Even though luke knew clarisse couldn’t touch him he still didn’t want to hear her mouth afterwards.

You nodded giving him a semi confident look. “Just go” You chuckled sending him off.

Though it was quiet for a while you heard a crying like sound. Confused you pushed off the tree and started limping towards the noise. Through the trees and down to the creek you saw a hurt hell hound.

Most times you would of killed a monster without hesitation but this time… this time she wasn’t a monster. It seemed crazy but this hell hound almost seemed domesticated.

Slowly walking towards her You knelt down beside the dog. At first she bared her teeth at you acting as though you wanted to hurt her, but once she realized you meant no harm she pressed her snout against you.

Once gaining her trust you began to examine her leg. Realizing it was broken you made the conscious decision to quickly leave to grab some sticks for a splint. Petting the hound softly you got up limping away some.

The ground was filled with a multitude of twigs though finding your two heafty pieces of wood was easy. The sound of the conch and a campers scream filled your ears, nearly running back to the creek you saw about all of the kids from the two teams with clarisse and Luke in the creek, their weapons aimed at the hound that looked as tough she was going to attack.

“Stop! Oh my gods stop!” You screamed running in-front of her causing clarisse to dodge to the side and roll fully into the creek.

“Move!” She shouted. The other campers looking equally confused as you shouted a no back at her. “Are You insane?! Don’t go near it” clarisse scrambled out the water to quickly grab your arm.

You turned around trying to pull free only to be unsuccessful. The tension around you made you want to cry but right now isn’t the time. “I need you to trust me… please” you practically begged.

She looked you up and down with a look of worry before gently letting you go. Without another thought you knelt down to the dog, ripping your shirt in half exposing your stomach and began wrapping the hounds broken hind.

The dog was huge, given that she was a monster she was bigger than even a Doberman and beefier than a pit but that didn’t mean she was aggressive.

A few of the other councilors walked down to the water with Chiron standing on a rock near by. “She’s harmless!” You shouted trying to get the defensive campers to become calm. “See! If she wanted to hurt anyone she would of!”

Your urgency only convinced maybe a handful of kids. “It’s a monster.” Clarisse scoffed.

“Yet she didn’t try to bite me when I put her leg into a splint” You corrected. The hound nudged her head into your leg in a comforting way, trying to get your hand to begin to pet her.

Annabeth took a step forward, extending a hand the hound sniffed her before licking up her arm. “Seems harmless to me” the wise girl shrugged.

Chiron made his way down looking across the water and holding a hand up signaling for every camper to relax. “This game is dismissed. Grover summon the Cloven council, get them to set up a meeting so we can figure out what to do for the hound, and for you.. keep her with you until we have a plan”

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The following week camp halfblood had a new pet. A hellhound you named Rosie.

Sitting with clarisse by the lake letting the water run over your legs from the docs. I’m the distance you saw Rosie swimming around enjoying playing with the water naiads.

“How did you know she wasn’t ruthless” clarisse asked turning her head to look at you.

“I guess the same way I knew you weren’t as mean as everyone assumes. It’s your aura, Rosie’s was soft and hurt begging for any form of kindness” you turned looking at her. The sun light casted across clarisses features illuminating her eyes and skin. “Your so beautiful” you smiled leaning over and softly kissing her

Clarisse smiled wide returning the kiss. She pulled away only keeping her hand on the side of your face. “What did I do to deserve someone like you”

You shrugged your shoulders happily. “Working out helped”

She pulled away with a playful attitude. Causing you to laugh and reach out to her once more.

[bravo4iscool]

OOH! Simon coming home from a mission, and he's just exhausted, like out of his mind. But he comes home to find pregnant reader and their son, and it's like the horrors of the mission he was on just fade away instantly. (P.s. Also, can he learn the sex of his baby too? Like...reader surprises Simon with it?)

oh, how i love domestic!simon😭 and i love gender reveals lmao

(masterlist)

REQUESTS/ASKS OPEN!!!

his feet feel heavy as he passes the threshold of his house, dropping his duffle bag with a loud thud. finally. he was home. he could already hear the babbling of his son, smiling at the faint noise.

„did you hear that?“ your muffled voice sounds. „i think daddy‘s home.“ all he can hear after is a happy scream before his son crashes into his legs, clawing at his pants. simon laughs and bends down to pick the little boy up.

„hey champ,“ he grins while pressing a kiss to boy‘s temple. „how‘re ya?“

„mummy said we‘ll go eat nuggies when you back!“ he beams at his dad, clapping his hands. before simon can answer he hears you chuckle, waddling towards him.

you’re belly keeps growing and it was getting harder for you to walk day by day. „hey honey,“ you smile at him, getting on your tippy toes to press a gentle kiss to his lips. „i‘ve missed you.“

„missed y’too mama,“ he mumbles against your lips, pulling you closer with his free hand on your waist. „how‘re y’nd the little bean?“ he asks when he pulls away, carefully brushing your belly.

simon could feel the tension leave his shoulders when you start to smile and his son starts to play with his short hair. „i‘m doing just fine. and our little girl is too.“ his eyes widen at your statement while you just look up at him.

„say that again?“ he gasps, careful not to drop his boy. „say that again love.“

you grin, your hand resting on your belly. „what? that our little girl is doing fine?“

„are you for real?“ he still can‘t believe it, only staring at you with wide eyes. for a second you were afraid they‘d pop out of his skull.

„have i ever lied to you simon?“ you tease, laughing when he pulls you in again to kiss the life out of you.

you can see tears in his eyes when he breaks the kiss, „i‘m gonna be a girl dad?“ you nod with a chuckle, full on laughing when your son tries to gain his dad‘s attention by pulling his hair.

„want a kiss too,“ he pouts and who is simon to deny him? he plants a big kiss onto the boy’s cheek and grins. the child laughs and claps his hands, snuggling up against his father‘s shoulder.

„he‘s gonna be an amazing brother,“ you smile while you lean against your husband, savouring the moment…

[kissitbttr]

frat!miguel letting you borrow his jersey or his varsity jacket(idk if that’s what they’re called 😭)

oh my DAYSSSS he’d lose his mind if his girl wears his varsity jacket,

how abouuuut, first time he’s seeing her in it?

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“i’m sorry for taking so long, baby. beck was—“

he stops dead in his tracks the moment he steps into his room. with his eyes wide, jaw slacking at the sight of his girlfriend standing in the middle of the room, twirling and watching yourself through the mirror.

you’re wearing his jacket. his varsity jacket. and christ, it looks so good on you

too good, even.

your ears perk up at his voice, turning around to look at him with a wide smile. his eyes immediately drop to your lower body and that’s where he notices something,

you aren’t wearing a single fucking thing.

“hi!” your voice comes off cheerful and excited. “lookie! i found your jacket” a giggle leaves your mouth as you begin feeling yourself,

miguel is speechless. he can’t even begin to form a thought in his head. the way you move your hair over your shoulder, shyly looking up at him with bitten lip.

god he doesn’t think that it’s possible for him to get hard seeing you wearing that,

sure, he lets you borrow his shirts and sweats but never this.

when you see that he’s not saying anything, just standing there and looking appalled, you assume that he’s upset. which makes your smile drop,

“i’m sorry. i was bored and i was going through your closet to—“

“no, no, no baby i’m not mad” he’s quick to shake his head, stepping closer to take a real good look at you. “i’m not—fuck—you’re trying to kill me aren’t you?”

the smile is now back on your face, shrugging as you run your hands down to feel the fabric of his jacket. “it’s so comfy and smells like you. i love it”

“i do too” he exhales, hand through his hair. “this is without a doubt the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen”

you blush. “awe, come here, miggy” you stand on your tippy toes before wrapping your arms around his neck and pull him in for a kiss. miguel’s hands circle around your waist before sliding them down to the curve of your ass, squeezing it harshly,

he eagerly kisses you back, humming softly. “can i fuck you in it?”

the question catches you off guard. “what, me in your jacket?”

he nods. “yeah. you’re driving me crazy here.”

“i would be a terrible girlfriend if i say no to that” you reply with a wink,

in seconds, his eyes darken. quickly hoisting you up as you let out a squeal. your legs wrapped around his waist, thick thighs pressing against the leather of his belt.

he steals many more kisses from you before carrying you to his bed, dropping you on to the mattress

“i am so fucking lucky”

[ell-alexanderarnold]

Vanilla kisses

Summary: Y/n and Trent share a kiss after his family’s been over for dinner.

Fluff

Note: guysss😭 it’s been ages since I posted a fic, hope you like this one!! trying to really get back into writing again. xoxo💋🤍

You helped Trent put in the last pieces of dirty plates in the dishwasher, you had been invited over for dinner with his family. You admired his close relationship with his family, they always make sure you feel at home when you’re with them.

The tension between you and Trent during the dinner was strong, it was like something was about to happen any minute. During the dinner you felt a hand slip into yours, you tried to hide your face when your cheeks turned red as well did Trent, who was just as nervous as you.

“Thank you for this lovely evening, I hope to see you soon!” Dianne said as she stood by the door ready to leave and gave you a farewell hug.

“It was lovely seeing you Dianne, take care!” You smiled and waved goodbye to Trent’s two brothers.

After your goodbye’s you went back to the kitchen where Trent just finished the dishes, you checked your phone and at the same time you put on your vanilla Burt’s Bees chapstick on your lips.

Trent leaned against the kitchen counter as you noticed him watching you and you laid down your phone.

“They really love you, Y/n.” Trent began as you met his brown eyes.

“And I love them, they’re so sweet.” You answered and he smiled at you and moved his body towards you.

“You’re also sweet, sweet like candy.” He shyly said and looked at your lips.

“I thought you didn’t like candy?” You responded and he laughed, “You’re right but I do like some types of candy.”

“Oh really?” You said.

“Yeah, but what about flavours?” He asked.

“Flavours?” You questioned.

“You know salt, sweet sour, and all that.” He explained as you stood in in front of him, listening as he talked.

“I don’t really know, but I can give you a hint.” You said and smirked at him.

“Alright.” He answered and watched you reapply your chapstick.

“Close your eyes.” You giggled as he furrowed his brows.

“What are you going to do Y/n?” He implored as he studied the look on your face.

“Just trust me Trent!” You laughed and took his hands and put them over his eyes as he was unsure about the whole situation.

You stood watching him a few seconds before you got on your tippy toes to be the same height as him. Then you cupped his face gently and pecked his lips. You weren’t sure if he got the hint, he removed his hands from his eyes and smiled at you. Your stomach was filled with butterflies as he made eye contact with you, you loved the feeling.

“Vanilla?” He guessed and you nodded.

“I like that.” He confessed as he placed his hands on your waist and leaned in for another kiss. You put your arms around his neck and fought for your life on your tippy toes. Trent noticed and helped you get on the kitchen counter so you could sit down.

“You’re so pretty baby.” Trent whispered and gave you a forehead kiss.

You loved how Trent recently started using nicknames for you, the two of you have been dating for a few months now and every time you hang out you never get use to all the nicknames and praises. It makes you so happy and you could not imagine how boring life would be without him.

“You’re all I need Y/n, don’t you ever leave.” He cooed as he buried his face into the crook of your neck.

“I’m not going anywhere Trent.” You reassured and rubbed his back.

“I’m sorry I have to ask you, where did you buy that chapstick?”

The end ♡

[silkythewriter]

Hey, hi, hello! I had this idea for a Vox x reader that won’t leave me no matter what I do. I know you’re probably sick of writing for vox so much lately, so no pressure to do this! Take your time and don’t feel pressured to get it out soon! :D

What if Vox had a short s/o- I just barely realized how short the demons in hell can be and I think would be interesting. Like- what if his s/o just constantly walked on their tippy toes so they don’t seem as short as they really are compared to Vox? I also think it would be hilarious if his s/o was ever in an argument and they just randomly got Vox to pick them up because they want a height advantage.

-🃏

★Vox with a short! Reader★

Warnings!: non pure fluff!

Fandom!: Hazbin hotel

Author note: HI OKAY I DUNNO IF THE OG REQUESTER IS EVER GONNA SEE THIS BUT GENUINELY I LOVE WHEN U REQUEST!, and thank you so so so much for checking up on me last time!, again thank you for requesting and I know I have some of your other request in my inbox so I’ll definitely go take a look LOVE YOUR IDEAS SORRY THIS IS LONG (💧｡•́‿•̀｡)

Summary!: Vox with a short! Reader (￣▽￣)

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“Look at me

I'm as helpless as a kitten up a tree

And I feel like I'm clinging to a cloud“

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OKAY, OKAY, BUT LIKE HE DEFINITELY LOVES THE HEIGHT DIFFERENCE.

Don’t get me wrong, this man would love you whatever height you’re at, but man can he admit he loves when you have to snap your neck up ward just to look him in the eyes. He finds it hilarious. 

He teases you a ton, he blames you for his back problems, having to bend a bit down to kiss you. (Definitely not that he looks like a gremlin in his work chair hunched over stacks of papers)

Don’t get me started on the names he gives you, quite literally calls you doll cause he just loves how short and small you are!

Oh and that thingy you do with your tippy toes? To try and seem just a tinny bit taller? He also finds that hilarious!. Literally watched you struggle to balance yourself and purposely scares you so you slip up a bit and you end up landing in his arms. He’s a charmer what can he say?

Hates when someone else teases you though, that’s his bit, who do they think they are???

Likes looming over you as you do something, he can’t and won’t explain why he likes it he just finds it enjoying

For April fools’ he actually left a bunch of stools around your shared apartment for you (which…actually was very much needed for you, which he burst out laughing at)

He does find himself looking at you from afar and spacing off, he just finds you cute, everything About you, even your height!, he can’t help but just admire you for a bit.

Carry’s you bridle style, girl, boy, or in-between doesn’t matter to him. He loves how small you feel in his arms.

Val and velvet calling you his elf is probably the worse teasing you faced there but if it upsets you Vox is quick to silence them.

Now we’re heading into the topic of arguments…(ﾒ﹏ﾒ)

“Look at me in my eyes when I talk to you!”you huffed watching him roll his eyes “Fine.” Vox says as he picks you up. You two broke into a giggle after that 😭

Whenever your stern talking him he turns his screen into a camera so you can see what he sees needless to say you didn’t talk to him for a week.

When ever you two sit together he uses you as an arm rest here and there messing up your hair but he really couldn’t care much (ಡ‸ಡ)

Likes having you in his lap as he works like I said in my last post about him, he can’t help it. You truly are like a doll to him and he just enjoys having you in his lap and holding you in his arms.

Cuddling is definitely easier as he opts to big spoon most of the time, but if you figure out a way or want to be big spoon he won’t protest to much. He finds it cute like a little koala hanging off his back ( he has stated this out loud before and burst out laughing with you ( =ω= ) )

Purposely calls you to get an item he intentionally put on the high shelf of a cabinet literally his favorite thing to pull on you

“Honey, mind grabbing the popcorn?, my new show is about to come on” he said sweetly as he pointed to the pantry from the couch. You shrugged “sure” you said getting up as you dug through the pantry’s bottom and middle shelves but coming out empty handed and confused. “I think we ran out…” you trailed off knowing you saw it yesterday in there. “Oh, I must have moved it, check up there” he said in a fake remorseful tone as he again, pointed his finger only to the top shelves nearing the roof. “Vox!” You groaned turning your head up as you heard him chuckle behind you.

Picks you up randomly when your not budging and just takes you himself 😭

Overall, he genuinely finds your height adorable!, and aside from teasing, he does really finds you cute. And is careful not to hurt your feelings most of the time…(unless he’s having a particularly bad day) but always makes up for it!. He loves you, and he’ll make sure you know that. ♡´･ᴗ･`♡

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AHHHHH I LOVE WRITING THIS THANK YOU SOSOSOOS MUCH FOR REQUESTING I HOPE YOU ENJOYED PLEASE REQUEST AGAIN!

[celestie0]

kickoff! reader who is stalking gojos page and accidentally likes one of his oldest posts. she panics and turns off her phone, without unliking it.

kickoff!gojo who is re reading your guys instagram messages and you text him while he’s doing this. he scrambles to come up with a reason as to why he read your message instantly

kickoff! reader who tries to watch soccer games to understand what’s happening. she probably yells offsides at everything. gojo can only smile at her and offer to help her out

kickoff! gojo who takes a picture of your silhouette in front of those statues you meet up at during the sunset (without your knowledge) and makes it his lock screen. you ask him about it but he just pretends that it’s a soccer goal and the sunset behind it.

kickoff! reader who finds herself thinking of satoru way too much. will see basically anything and be reminded of him. “oh a pair of sunglasses? gojo would like those” “hm, they started selling a strawberry tea? gojo would drink that”

kickoff! gojo who loves the sims. unironically makes a sim version of him and reader. tbh he probably doesn’t even realize he’s doing it, he just starts thinking about reader and starts adding her features. thinks it’s funny to make them have “fun time”

kickoff! reader who is looking through the game pictures she takes and finds herself staring at gojo. doesn’t even realize she’s doing it until mina walks in on her. think peter parker and gwen stacy

kickoff!gojo who has a full “project m’bappe” for your future kids. starts the kids off with a soccer plush and it leads to them being absolute powerhouses in toddler leagues

kickoff! reader who used to play soccer as a kid. threw a tantrum in the middle of a game because she decided she hated it. only started to like it again because of gojo

kickoff! gojo who keeps a printed out picture of the two of you in his wallet. Suguru took it at the frat party when gojo kissed you. around you is blurry and flashing lights, in the middle of the chaos is gojos lips pressed against yours. His hand is holding your waist, you’re slightly on your tippy toes to reach him. He sometimes zones off when paying because the picture catches his eye

BABE……..WHEN I TELL YOU IM BLUSHING N SQUEALING N KICKING MY FEET SM RN…..UHHH I THINK U MIGHT HAVE TO JUST TAKE OVER WRITING THE SERIES FOR ME??? bc i went thru sm emotions reading these pls 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

ok first of all tysm for thinking of these and sending them to me???? i genuinely cannot believe youve made headcanons for my fic that’s so surreal n i will forever remember this 😭😭

BUT ALSO THESE ARE SO ACCURATE PLS and all the little details omg it means sm that youve noticed all these lil thinfs throughout the fic n their relationship n i cld cry rn 😭😭

pls excuse me for addressing each n every one of these bc im so excited by them i fear this ask will be long so i’m adding a keep reading loool

sobsosbsosbsbsossbb the headcanons ab their digital fuckups LMAOO omg reader is 100% the type to be stalking him at 3am even tho she swears shes not even THAT down bad for him n then she loses all feeling in her face when she realizes she liked a post from when he was like in high school or sumn🧍🏻‍♀️there’s no coming back from that LMFAOO but i feel like gojo wldnt even notice it bc he probs gets a lot of notifs so she’s safe this time around 😭😭 BUT YOURE ALSO SO RIGHT AB HIM REREADING MESSAGES N THEN GETTING SPOOKED WHEN HE REALIZES SHE SAW THAT HE READ IT RIGHT AWAY LMAO i feel like he’d pull something like “uhhhh i was just about to trxt you, that’s why” and she’s like “🤨 this is the fifth time that’s allegedly happened”

aww reader trying to understand soccer for him 😭 thats so cute bahah also i made another headcanon recently from another anon who mentioned gojo streaming the world cup hehe it’d be so cute if reader shows up to the frat game nights in the jersey of the team that gojo’s rooting for bc she’s just trying to be a supportive girlfriend n she gets excited watching the game but she’s actually got no clue what tf is going on 💀 but gojo adores her for it so thats ok

the lockscreeennn that’s so cute 😭 also i love the idea of reader being his muse too :”) like he doesn’t know much about photography but bc of her he’s like kinda curious about it now so he’s always taking pictures of her w his phone while she’s not looking :”) i imagine his camera roll is just a bunch of candids of her while she’s dissociating off into the distance or something 🤣 n he’s like “wow so pretty im so good at this”

OK BUT READER IS ME THINKING AB GOJO EVERYWHERE I GO LMAOO no but srs that one made heart skip a beat bc how sweeettt is that 😭 i think that is a true mark of love where u think of someone everywhere you go :”) for gojo, i imagine that anytime he sees anything scenic or colorful or something like blooms of flowers or a nice sky he thinks of how she wld probably really love to take pics of it n he gets sad she’s not there to do so

okk im down for sims boyfriend gojo 🤣 and wdym by fun time omg 😭 pls dont tell me it’s possible to make people BONK on sims. ive seen a lot of tiktoks recently about how they added gojo to stardew valley n ppl have been marrying him lmfaoo i wonder if gojo wld try to marry her in sims 💀 cant tell if thats cute or creepy PLS tbh i’d probs be like “aww babe”🧍🏻‍♀️

and YES AB THE ONE WHERE SHE STARES AT GOJO’s PICS THATS PRACTICALLY CANON, also, there was supposed to be a scene exactly like that in ch8 where mina walks in on her staring at the pics she was editing for her professor 😭😭 so ur 100% right on. i just bet he looks so handsome in those photos cuz he’s concentrated n sweaty n probs looks really determined n in his element tbf i’d be starinf at those pics too LOL

YOURE SO RIGHT HAHA he’d make sure their kids are soccer prodigies 😭😭 startin them YOUNG. reader’s like “dont u think they’ve practiced enough today…they’re supposed to go to that birthday party at noon” and he’s like “THE GRIND NEVER STOPS😤🔥” 💀💀 unironically the type of dad that wakes his kids up at 5am on summer break to take em to soccer bootcamp or sumn 😭😭 ok but he knows theyre just kids n lets them have fun haha obviously but he just has high expectations for them lmaoo

im so tender to the idea of reader having played soccer in her youuuuthh how cute wld it be if she unknowingly also had a crush on gojo back when they were kids (maybe there was some sort of co-ed game they played ONCE when their elementary schools organized it n she was like omg who’s that boy over theree n it’s just 8 y/o gojo who’s got all the 2nd grade girlies swooning even back then 🤣) but in adulthood she probably doesnt rememebr that at all haha OMGGGG I NEED TO MAKE THIS CANON BC HOW ADORABLE WOULD IT BE IF GOJO’s MOM HAD TAKEN A PICTURE OF THE GAME BACK THEN N U CAN SEE LITTLE GOJO N LITTLE READER ARE IN THE SAME PHOTO im gonna sob???? im so inspired by these rn??? anon??? can i fr hug u through the screen???

omggg ok im deceased im dead ab the PICTURE IN HIS WALLET. THAT IS SO HUSBAND CODED and adorabke asf i just might melt rn 😭 him getting distarcted while paying kakskddjhd also i can imagine him having a picture in his wallet of her in her cap n gown on n stoles n everything during graduation or something bc it reminds him of their college days :”) n when he’s playing away games during national league he’s always looking at it when he’s away from home bc he misses her

also i feel like suguru might’ve taken the photo as a polaroid 🤔 now i headcanon that kickoff reader also has a polaroid camera bc why wouldnt she lmfaoo 🤣 but just imagine the polaroid relationship wall LOL its so corny but i wld want them to make one together 😩💕

screaming. crying. feeling so inspired rn. cheesing. cheeks r hurting. love u sm anon srs if you have more i will gobble them up like a turkey. LOVE YOU <333

[littlemochabunni]

You’re such a nice guy, a nice guy

synopsis: Toji is just being a nice guy. Helping a girl out in her time of need while you’re at home not knowing where he’s at and what he’s doing. Let him show you just how sorry he is.

pairing: Toxic!Toji x Bratty afab!Black reader

content: 18+ mdni. pwp, Toxic relationship, little angst, petty black fem reader, mean Toji, assumed cheating (Toji is an asshole but he's a loyal asshole), use of the n-word like twice, implied multiple o’s, brat taming, cunnilingus, spanking, cerv*x touching, overstim, dumbifaction, manhandling, hair pulling, full Nelson hold, backshots, c.pie (wrap it before you tap it bby) beta read. Pet names( baby, babe, sweetheart, Princess.)

Wc: 2.7k

a/n: This is my first smut ever and thanks to @peachy-dove for encouraging me and for beta reading! And shout to @rlvsmegumi for humbling my obsession for this creature of a man because insulting him was definitely a challenge before coming to her for help😭. Banner and boarders made by yours truly. Annnd on that note please enjoy 🥹💗

support & mdni

NSFW content under cut. Again minors gtfo.

It’s 2 am when your sleep is disturbed by multiple messages from your friends sending you photos of Toji and some girl around his arm leaving the club together. “What the actual fuck is this?!” You immediately sit up, feelings of anxiety and anger flooding your nervous system as you scroll through your contacts to call Toji debating if you were going to cuss him out or play dumb to figure out where the fuck he’s at. Honestly probably the latter with the amount of fury boiling in your veins.

The never-ending ringback tone plays in your ear as you’re, once again, sent to his voicemail. You opted for calling him a fourth time whilst you decide to spam his phone with text messages, but the usual blue turn green along with a reply message stating:

Msg 2110 - The customer you are trying to text is temporarily out of service.

“This fuckin—“ you let out an irritated groan, because of course this nigga’s phone service is off! And somehow he miraculously healed from the “pink eye” he supposedly had 7 hours prior when you last spoke to him too right? Since he’s out at some fucking club!

It’s going on 3 am when your rage turns into anguish as you call his phone for the nth time. You left voicemails ranging from calm, cool, collected, and concerned girlfriend to cussing him out saying, “Oh you no good community dick ass is out tryna fuck another bitch? You're fucking appalling Toji! Keep ya’ stank ass breath and dirty ass dick away from me. Go choke on a fucking Pepsi for all I care you fuckin’ dick!” You toss the covers off your body as you get up to turn the bedroom light on and began taking every article of clothing Toji has left in your apartment. Wanting to rid your life of anything of him completely, and as you're in the middle of your mental debate between throwing his shit in the dumpster or burning it, a loud banging at your door interrupts you. Reaching for the bat in your closet, you proceed towards your front door cautiously, as you stand on your tippy toes to peek through the peephole. It's covered by the person on the other side.

Attempting to use your deepest man-like voice you call out “Who is it?” “Baby open the door it’s me.” Rolling your eyes at the sound of Toji’s now sickening nickname for you, you let out an exasperated sigh. “One ‘m not your baby and two I dunno anybody named ‘me’. Get the fuck away from my door Toji.” “Y/N let me in so we can talk I just got your messages, you’re overreacting.” Gripping the bat in hand tighter as you open the door furiously.

“Oh, I’m overreacting Toji! Are you fucking serious? You get caught lying and cheating, but I’m over-fucking-reacting!?” you shout not caring about how early in the morning it is. This asshole came all the way here and the first thing he says is you’re overreacting? “Christ y/n, quit shoutin’ before you wake the whole damn neighborhood.” Toji proceed to walk inside your apartment as if it was another regular Tuesday. Grudgingly you step aside as he walks in “What happened? She kicked you out so you decided to come here?” You express as you slam the door turning toward him.

If this was a regular Tuesday, a lot less talking would have been done if he hadn’t fucked up so tremendously.

He scoffs as he continues to your living room, manspreading comfortably on the couch “I ain’t do nothin’ with her babe, I was just bein’ a good samaritan that’s it.” Your eyes hardened feeling infuriated by his words, you stomp towards him. “A good Samaritan Toji. Seriously? That's the best excuse you can come up with for lying about having pink eye, getting caught leaving the club with another girl, and having the audacity to come here like you did nothing wrong. Did you hit your head on the way outta her place or are you just that fucking stupid?” Toji rolls his neck as he sighs nonchalantly, “Look I ain’t do nothin’. I was out drinking with some friends and I got a bit wasted. After that, this girl bought me a drink, so I decided to talk to her. She was very nice and friendly but she had no place to sleep for the night. I thought giving her the key to my hotel room, I was just doing her a favor, you know? But I promise you nothing happened between us... I was just tryna be nice.”

You step in front of him, pushing the knob of your baseball bat into his broad chest, as you chuckle dryly. “You…being nice? Are you being serious right now?? You’re an idiot, you know that? You’re telling me that you were just trying to help out a complete stranger and outta the kindness of your heart. You just gave her your room? An-and for what? For her to have a place to stay for the night or so she’d end up repay you in another way? An-and what about you lyin’ to me huh? What happened to the ‘bad case of pink eye’?”

He kisses his teeth and pushes the bat away from his chest as he smirk at you leaning in closer. “Was just dry eye babe, my bad for gettin’ the two confused.” You push the bat back to his chest pushing him back against the couch, you grit through your teeth, “You're just a lying bastard. This whole time we've been together, every time you went out with your friends, I never even questioned it because I trusted you. Now, I catch you lying and you get caught red-handed by my girlfriends. And you know what's worse? You think I'm dumb enough to believe your stupid ass explanations. Well, I'm not! I deserve better than this. I deserve someone better than a lying ass, cheating piece of...”

Toji grabs the bat out of your hand standing over you feeling fed up with your bratty attitude as he speaks intermediately low, “I ain’t cheat on you, so cut that shit out or imma do it for you. Now you know better than to go around makin’ empty threats like that…” He smirks and caresses your hip teasingly, “Just lemme show you just how loyal I am baby.” Your eye slightly twitches as you look up at him and cross your arms over your chest. “Screw you Toji. You fuck up and you think sex is gonna make things alll better?”

“Yeah, I do.” Toji pulls you in by your waist as he leans down looking smirking smugly, “Are you saying no to me? Really?” Toji brings a hand to your neck caressing your chin with his thumb, “I know you don’t mean it, but if you’re a woman of your word…” He leans down and whispers in your ear. “Tell me no.” You squeeze your thighs together as you try to fight your crumbling resolve, and in a weak attempt of resisting you place your hand on his chest. He chuckles and speaks huskily, “Can you resist me? Can you do it?”

Inhaling sharply you turn your head away from his touch and grumble, “Fuck you Toji… You’re drunk.” Toji flashes a devilish grin as he pulls you in close by your neck, placing a small kiss on your jaw before sliding his hand to the nape of your neck. “An you’re cute when you’re mad. Actin’ out just to get some attention, it’s cute really.” He kisses your neck, letting his tongue glide along the side slowly before biting it. Stifling a moan you try pushing away from his large figure refusing to lose so easily.

The brat in you taking things to the deep end, you look up at him smirking smugly as you say, “If I wanted some attention I’d be out helping some random nigga find his way back to my place, and give him a place to sleep for the night. Y’know, just be a Good Samaritan like that.” Toji’s eyes darken and his grip around your waist tightens. “Still bein’ a brat huh? Well since I’m being so generous, let me help you find your way back to your place.” Your smile drops as the realization of how badly you just royally fucked up sets in and all you can utter is a small, “Oh shit.”

Toji swiftly picks you up tossing you over his shoulder like you’re a sack of potatoes carrying you to your bedroom. You gasp at the sudden movement you pound your fist against his muscular back, “Fuck Toji put me down, I was just joking shit!” He smacks your ass at your tantrum as your only warning, but as he approaches the disarray of your bedroom with his scattering belongings on the floor he chuckles dryly. “Well with all my shit on the floor, think you were pretty serious ‘bout that ‘lil joke.” Your very well-thought-out plan of begging for mercy goes straight out the window as he tosses you onto the bed, you let out a soft whimper once to lock eyes with his and he gives you a look only predators give their prey right before they devour them. “Nothin’ smart to say now, sweetheart?” With no turning back you decide to see how far you can push him, “Oh I have plenty to say, but I don’t think a poor creature like yourself would be able to comprehend...”

The sun kisses the horizon as Toji is slurping up your juices like it’s his last meal, his tongue flexing tight persistent circles on your swollen clit, your moans growing heavier whilst he brings you closer and closer to yet another orgasm he’s so generously given you. You grip his raven hair as you practically ride and push his face away reaching your third overwhelming orgasm of the day. “Fuuck! fucking waait T~” Toji groans deeply against your dripping cunt the vibrations send shivers up your back, and he flattens his tongue as he messily licks up your sticky release. Toji kisses up your thigh leaving soft love bites as he pulls away to stand up to remove his tight boxers that are restraining his hardened cock. “I think I’ve made you wait long enough for ya punishment, yeah?” You pant heavily as your back-to-back euphoric highs fog your brain. “T ‘m sorry… I- I learned my lesson.” As he pulls his boxers down freeing his twitching cock he shows you fake sympathy, “Aww my baby is sorry now? Tsk tsk tsk that could have probably worked earlier y’know instead of you being a fuckin’ brat.”

He grabs your ankles pulling you closer to the edge of the bed and manhandles you onto your tummy, gripping your ass whilst positioning you into a deep arch putting your glistening swollen cunt on display. Tapping his fat tip against your sensitive cunt, you jerk at the sensation moaning out soft pleas “Toji… Baby ‘m sorry okay? I didn’t me—..” He bottoms you out in one go without giving time to adjust to his massive size you moan out into the sheets as he thrusts hard and deep into your tight cunt. You moan out louder looking over your shoulder to see Toji playing and squeezing your plump ass, “Toji please pleaasee I-I I didn’t mean it!” he smirks down at you as he holds down your head to keep you from running from his thick cock hitting your sweet spot over and over. “Didn’t mean what huh? When you said I was fucking appalling? Oh fuuck— or when you said you were gonna let someone else fuck what’s mine huh? Or when you said that my dick was for everybody hmm? Which is it y/n.”

You can barely comprehend what he’s saying let alone hear his deep voice over your loud moans and the increasingly loud paps filling the room, and your fourth orgasm approaching fast. “Yes! Yes! Ah, fuuuck– ah T r-right there right there pleease!” Toji’s cock kissing your sweet spot with each of his brutal thrusts comes to a halt, and he pulls out chuckling at your cries. “Brats don’t get to make demands. Don’t mistake my generosity for forgiveness.” He teases you by rubbing his tip against your throbbing cunt, and watches you wiggle your ass trying to entice him, panting and begging as tears fall from your eyes.

“Please please pleease Toji! Please please fuck me.” Watching you cry for his cock causes something to snap inside of him… He grabs your arms locking them behind your back with one hand as he aligns his hardened cock with your swollen needy cunt, screaming as he slams his thick cock deep inside your walls. Toji covers your mouth thrusting deeper than before with an animalistic-like pace, he's practically fucking you onto his cock. “Thought I already told ya’ to quit that shoutin’ shit y/n. You wanted this shit, right? So fuckin’ take it.” You begin to drool and mumble incoherently against his hand, Toji tsk as he takes his hand away wiping your drool in your hair, pulling you up by your protective style against his chest whilst he continues to bully his slick-covered cock against your creamy walls. “Hmm? What was that? Got something to say, sweetheart?” Panting heavily you speak sultrily, “T-too m-much! Mmmm, please T! I-it’s too much! S-slow d-doown~” Toji groans as your cunt tightens and flutters around him and he lets go of your arms to reach down to your puffy clit, rubbing tight circles as he brings you undeniable pleasure.

“Why should I hmm? Did you slow down to fuckin’ think about what you said?” “T!! Waaaait ‘m sorry!” You shut your eyes tightly tears running down your face as your peek builds back up again faster and faster, you reach your hand back against his lower abdomen in a weak attempt to slow down his pace, crying as you moan out strenuously “Tojiii! I-I— oh fuuck please waait wait wa—” before you can plea anymore all it takes is a few more thrusts and you’re trembling uncontrollably as your release is gushing all over his lower abdomen and down the side of your covers onto the floor. Toji groans deeply and his begins to falter as he watches you squirt all over his cock. “Shiiiit Princess you like that? Fuckin’ take this shit.” He locks his arms under yours, putting you in a full nelson hold pounding into you poor cunt unforgivably as he chases his release. All thoughts and sounds leave you speechless as your tongue kills out and you drool down your chin whilst he fucks you through another unexpected high to reach his and the lewd expression on your face only drives him insane, “Fuucking good girl— oh fuck Princess.” His brows furrow while a small ‘o’ forms on his lip as watching you fucked out on his cock sends him over the edge. He groans out as he stuffs your cunt full of his thick cum, “Oh shiit y/n, fucking take that shit.” You babble and whine out in response unable to form coherent sentences “So full T— stuffed soo stuffed.”

Once he catches his breath he slowly lays you back down on the bed and pulls out causing you to hiss and whine at the lost contact. “Tojiii, put it baack.” He chuckles as he kisses your head and smacks your ass once he pulls away, “Shh, you’re tapped out. You can get some more later if you behave.” he walks to the bathroom to grab a wet rag and a towel for the bed, he comes back to clean you up, moving you over to the other side of the bed then places the towel under the large wet spot. He climbs into the bed laying you on his broad chest. After a short comfortable silence you pout softly and mumbles, “ ‘m sorry Toji.” You hear a deep rumble in your ear and Toji gently lifts your chin as he smiles smugly. “Aw sweetheart I don't want an apology,” He gently caresses your cheek as you smile sweetly at him.

“But what I do want is for you to go clean that fuckin’ mess you made with my shit.”

Well damn.

A/n: well I’m gonna turn my notifications off now byeeeeee

[savi0rr]

HEAR ME OUT-

Stone x fem(/nf)!reader

BUT I HAVE A FEW HEADCANONS?? :O (nf too <3)

Fem!reader who loves to hug and give physical attention to Stone

Stone who hates the physical touch, but he secretly craves it <33 (NOT NSFW!!!)

Fem!reader who loves to follow Skipp, (father figure fr <3) always trying to do good but also not get caught when bad

Stone who follows fem!reader like a lost puppy, (🥺) loving following them around as watching as they screw up things or trip, ect ect..

Fem!reader who always gets flustered by flirts, but can flirt (mostly when drunk "drunk words, sober thoughts" fr 😭

Stone who loves to flirt, he can and DOES get all flustered when fem!reader tries to hug him and compliment him (NOT NSFW!!)

Hugging is My Favorite!

Stone x Reader

a/n: I literally jumped in joy when I saw this! Mainly because I was running out of ideas, SO YIPPEE!! What I will is I will do every single of these because why not! It may take a little time, but like it’s worth it! Again, THANK YOU SO MUCH! (also imma like combined the first two cuz im a genius 😈 YOU’LL SEE)

『••✎••』

『••✎••』

Stone was resting in a lone alleyway near one of the most popular streets in Ramshackle. He stared at his beer bottle. “Stone!” You called out from the entrance of the alleyway. Stone perked up, before grumbling rolling his eyes. You ran over to him, plodding down next to him. “How are you?” You asked, wrapping your arms around his free arm while his other arm was holding his beer bottle.

“I was doing fine before you came over and decided to harass me with your—touch.” Stone grumbled as he squirmed a little. “Oh stop it, you know you love it!” He did in fact love it. “It’s gross, I hate it.” “But you never pull away?” You said, giggling. “That’s so I don’t have to listen to you bitch and moan.” Stone sighed as he drank from his bottle.

“At least I get what I want.” You said, shrugging as you held onto Stone’s arms tighter. He glanced away—his face all flushed.

『••✎••』

Vinnie and Skipp stared at you two, confused. You were all over Stone. Has in, your arms around his neck. His arms were dangling off to the side, his face flushed. “For the time of knowing Stone, I never expected him to allow this.” “I’m pretty sure that’s because he’s touched starved.” Skipp said as he smirked a little, giggling. Vinnie joined in on the giggling. Which lead to you giggling. “I will cut all three of your tongues out!” Stone said, rolling his eyes. “I need a drink.” He sighed, his gaze going to you.

“And I can’t even reach and grab it.” Stone groaned as he frowned. You perked up, moving one of your arms into his vest and grabbing an alcohol bottle. Stone froze a little, his cheeks becoming red. “Thanks.” He muttered, thanking the bottle and drinking it.

You stared up at him, cheating your chin on his chest. “You look weird from this angle.” You said, titling your head to the side. “You look like a troll.” He said, staring down at you, raising an eyebrow. He sighed, rolling his eyes.

Stone glanced over to Vinnie and Skipp, noticing that they were talking about something else weren’t looking at you two. He grumbled as he placed his hands onto your waist. “You’re so annoying.” He muttered, before he huffed and let go.

Your cheeks flushed as you blinked slowly like a frog. You glanced away, before you got onto your tippy toes. Reaching up to the tip of his nose. Before you poked his sides.

“Ow!” “You smell bad!”

[bluehardtops]

https://www.tumblr.com/bluehardtops/767979774897422336/mikesansoni-pre-race-pump-november-23nd?source=share

just realising that Mick is on his tippy toes 😭😭

Oh my gosh he IS

🤏 itty bitty

[x]

[yourinnerdemon]

KABAL X SHORT READER PLZZ 🥺🥺🥺

KABAL WITH A SHORT READER

𝔄/𝔑: Lowkey STRUGGLED with these so uhhhhh, yippee!! there done!!

𝔓𝔞𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔤'𝔰: Kabal x Gn!Short!reader

𝔚𝔞𝔯𝔫𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰: none, very annoying kabal tho.

•Oh the teasing anon, the teasing…

•You never catch a break, even if its just a short little one liner thrown in. they are said. Every. Day. No matter the situation, the time or the day. Even if its just said once, its still said.

•Likes seeing you give quick witty comebacks to whatever nonsense he said at you, or just seeing you pout and turn away. Either way he just likes to see whatever reaction you give him even if its just a blank unamused stare at him he is happy.

•Does the thing where you put your arm on top of someone’s head and just lean your weight onto that side. He knows it annoys you and that’s the exact reason he does it, no matter how many time you hit him on the chest and lean away from him. He.Wont.Stop.

•bends down to your height and asks you if you really live like this while giving a sympathetic look as if he feels bad for you.

•Also gives you annoying nicknames, like short stuff, half-pint and his all time favorite ankle-biter

•buddy is just a little silly like that.

•picks you up when you can’t reach something while making a snarky little comment on your height. Also just randomly throws you over his shoulder walks to wherever he needs to be, or maybe if he feels a little kinder he decides to bridle carry you.

•on the note of carrying, sometimes he just picks you up and starts throwing you up and down like he would with a child 😭 and its in the most random times to. Especially when your guard is down.

•He just think your so adorable when you pout and look up at him, because from his view you look adorable! You could never be scary to him. No matter how hard you try he always just looks down at you with a chuckle and a pat on the head.

•on that note he loves to pat your head, telling you that you’re the perfect height for him to do so. Maybe it’s the feeling of your hair or the feeling of you leaning into his touch. Either way he pats your head often.

•Says you’re the perfect size for him, even if your only an inch shorter. he thinks you’re perfect for him in every way shape and form.

•he loves when you look up/ get on your tippy toes to kiss him, just finds it so adorable. I mean come on! Seeing you try to kiss him without him leaning down is adorable.

•at the end of the day he loves you and how short you are, no matter how short you are he just loves to tease you for it.

•he is so skibidi for that.

ℜ𝔢𝔟𝔩𝔬𝔤𝔰 𝔞𝔯𝔢 𝔞𝔭𝔭𝔯𝔢𝔠𝔦𝔞𝔱𝔢𝔡!

[natsglorifiedsimp]

Do you need something from me?

A/n: Hello everyone!! This is the long-awaited or not, wandanat x reader fic. I have decided that I will not write more frequently I mean I dont already but I guess I'm slowly stopping from writing fics. But if I get the inspiration then I will. My fics are poopies anyway😭

Anyways, ENJOYY !!

Taglist: @youralphawolf72 @madelineleong @diaryoflife @xxromanoffxx @lissaaaa145 @fxckmiup @mmmmokdok @sayah13 @karmasgxrl @meurgen @simp-erformarvelwomen @snowdrop1026 @ravensinthedaylight @karsonromanoff @aesthelicca

Wanda and Nat were very conscious when you are asleep. They walk more lightly than they normally should and always ALWAYS make sure to not make any noises. But today you were woken up by a distant noise from the kitchen.

You sighed heavily, they were arguing. Usually, you'd be getting up and cooling off the fight but today you decided to just take the time you need before you become the rational girlfriend.

After some long stalling, you finally decided to head to the kitchen.

"Stop making noises, Wanda," Natasha mumbled. She was holding an end of a banner and trying to reach for the tape.

Meanwhile, Wanda was cooking using her powers. The tray and the mixing bowl were floating in the air. "I am not making a noise. YOU ARE." Wanda irritatedly mumbled. "I'm not the one who's grunting because she can't reach the tape" Wanda rolled her eyes.

"If you're so powerful, why don't you use that damn powers of yours and help me get it." Natasha bites back.

You slap your forehead. They weren't arguing, they were bickering. Again.

"Hurry up Wanda!" Natasha ordered. "I'm gonna slip here." she pointed out.

"Can you slip when you do that tippy toes you're doing right now?" Wanda rolled her eyes again.

"Just help me!!" Natasha whisper shouted.

Before Wanda could use her powers to help Natasha, you handed her the tape. "Thank you" she sweetly said.

"I didn't even give it to you yet" Wanda rolled her eyes for the third time.

"Then who-" Natasha finally turned her head and saw you in your PJs and the morning glows you always have when you wake up.

Natasha ditched the banner and let it hang in there. She quickly grabbed Wanda and grabbed the tray of cookies.

"Wha- Natasha!! I'm not done with my cookies yet!" Wanda instantly complained. "Shush!" Natasha elbowed her.

Wanda looked up, "Oh, Hi" she shyly said. You rolled your eyes, it was like the first time you met again. "Don't give me that 'hi' we've been married for three years." you chuckled. "Whatchu guys up to?"

Natasha proudly presented the cookies. Extending her hand like it was a present. "We made cookies!" she grinned.

"The burned ones are made of Natasha"

Natasha huffed.

"You're made of the stove" she argued back.

"That doesn't even make sense" Wanda shrugged.

"Okay hush you two," you said.

"I thought we agreed we won't tell her I made the burned ones" Natasha still whispered.

"Tasha."

Natasha's attention was back on you.

"Now this is sweet and all, but there's no occasion today," you muttered. "And we didn't have plans for today" you pointed out.

Natasha and Wanda bowed their head down in defeat.

"So.." you prolonged. "Do you need something from me?" you asked with one raised eyebrow.

"Well," Natasha started. "We want to go watch a horror movie" she grinned awkwardly.

"No, we made this out of love" Wanda elbowed Natasha.

"Oh please," you snickered. "You won't last a whole minute with a horror movie."

What's funny is Natasha and Wanda fight with guns and have powers and unique talents in terms of combat. And why they're asking you you may ask? It's because they get so scared they are attached to you the whole night and morning until they forget about the movie.

"We promise we're not gonna get scared" Wanda whined.

"You fight aliens and other enhanced people and you two" you pointed your finger at them. "Don't even wanna go to the bathroom without me being in it cause you're scared a ghost will jump on you?"

"Please," they both said in unison. With puppy eyes and a fucking pout.

"Fine." you relented. "But don't you guys ever follow me around the rest of the day" you playfully warned them.

---

30 minutes into the movie and a jumpscare scene happened and Wanda quickly turned the TV off. Both of them jumped on you causing you to grunt out of surprise.

You cackled wildly. You knew this would happen. And you loved it. Now they're extremely gonna be clingy and you don't even complain.

"I told you we shouldn't watch the movie" Natasha mumbled, her eyes in between your armpits.

"What? You're the one who asked Y/n." Wanda also said in between your other armpit.

"You planned it!"

"Did not!"

"Okay, shush." you giggled. "That's enough for today" you get up leaving them on the couch. "Gotta pee"

"I'll go with you!!" they both said.

"Oh my god, you both are gonna be the death of me"

[bubbles-for-all-of-us]

I still love Sweet Peas with Lorcan so much and I can never get the thought of him with a sweet girl out of my head 😭 could I request some fluffy/domestic something with Lorcan?

(This is so vague but all my ideas are blank so you totally don't have to write it if you can't think of anything!)

Flower fields

"Oh, look how pretty", you gasped, dropping Lorcan's hand as you rushed towards the wildflower field that now spread in front of you. The evening sun made the colors that much more vibrant. Awakening the smell. Making the chirping of the birds even more magical.

Lorcan as much as he hated how empty his palm felt now that your hand wasn't resting there. Couldn't help but admire how happy these little things made you. His darkness was suppressed deep within him. The death that lingered around him shackled, in no way able to destroy the things you found so endearing.

"We should just run through the field", You turned to him briefly, fingers touching the petals closest to you. "Aren't you afraid to step on the flowers?", Lorcan said almost teasingly but his words carried truth. He had once accidentally stepped on a butterfly and that resulted in you crying for over an hour. You shrugged, "Can we lay in them, then?".

But Lorcan had a better idea. Reaching for your hand he moved you back to the path you had previously taken. Even if his broody self hated to admit it he had planned this. Visited this place countless times to ensure that it is ready for your eyes. If anyone would see him now... If the cadre would... oh, Lorcan would not live this down.

The slight smile that tugged at the corner of his lips. The fact that he was feeling almost giddy as he walked through the forest with you. The gasp that left your lips made it all worth it. And the moment Lorcan looked down at you and saw your slightly open mouth and sparkly eyes. You were captivated. The flower field bloomed in the clearing with a tiny river running through it.

"Where did you...", you breathed out as you stepped forward. A sense of pride bloomed in Lorcan. "We were out on a little hunt. Came across it. Thought of you", he said in his usual tone but you couldn't help the pull in your chest. Thought of you. "How did you know it would be in full bloom?", you shook your head in disbelief. This place looked like a dream. "Visited every day for the past month", Lorcan said and you couldn't help but gape at him, "You what..."

And he was attentive, yes. Caring and understanding but this. Going somewhere over and over. Just for that one person. "You've gone silent, dove", Lorcan brushed the side of your face with his fingers. You let out a deep sigh. "You are just... You're so...", you tried to find the right words. "Attractive? Charging? Sexy?", Lorcan teased making you punch his chest playfully as you rolled your eyes. "Perfect", you whispered, "You're perfect". Now it was Lorcan's to grow silent as your words struck him.

"You know that, right?", You lean closer to him, stepping on your tippy toes so you can somewhat reach his shoulders, "Well...", he shrugged, "Oh, no. You are and I love you so much", you beamed at him, pulling at his neck so you could kiss him. He chuckled as he leaned closer. It was a sweet kiss. Slow and tender. No rush. No primal need. "Can I thread flowers through your hair, soldier?", you asked, eyes sparkling as you watched him. Lorcan sighed, shaking his head, "Yep, go for it, dove". You equaled in excitement, moving to step closer into the field only to be swept off your feet by Lorcan as he spun you around.

[studentfilmyoulying]

can u feed me another brim fanfic😭 I love brim too much

It took a while, but absolutely :3 bc same tbh

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Ship: Brim (Brian Thomas x Tim Wright

Length: ~700 Words

Trigger warnings: none

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Brian pulled up to the Blockbuster, Tim in the passenger seat; the sun was starting to set and warm colors washed over everything. He starts to get out of the car and realizes Tim isn't following suit. 

"C'mon Tim, you gotta help pick out a movie for tonight," he reached over and casually brushed Tim's hair out of his eyes, doing his best to ignore how this made the other man blush. 

"Brian, I told you, I'm not going in with all this makeup on my face. I don't know why Kralie even bothers; his camera is too shitty to pick it up anyways," Tim huffed. 

"Oh, please, you can barely tell, and plus, it looks good on you. It highlights your masculine features and those sexy as fuck sideburns," Brian comments sarcastically before bursting into laughter as his friend flipped him off and rolled his eyes. 

"You know you love them, Bri. Alright, fine, I'll go in, but if I get hate-crimed for being a man wearing makeup in Alabama, it's on you." 

Brian stifled his laughter as they both got out and went into the Blockbuster. They walked straight to the VHS section as neither of them had a DVD player yet, and Tim claims it "looks more authentic," whatever that means. He immediately picks up some 80s dark fantasy film with barely clothed women on the front and shows it to Tim, waggling his brows at him suggestively. He responds by smacking him on the back of his head (on him tippy toes) and keeps looking. 

"What're you in the mood for tonight?" 

Tim scans the shelves before picking one up, "How about My Little Pony—A Very Minty Christmas, eh? Seems like a real thriller." 

"I hate you," Brian says as he tries not to draw too much attention to them with his raucous laughter. He picks up one they haven't seen before and suggests it. "How about this one? Looks interesting," 

"I'm down; let's go pick out some snacks." Tim then heads over to the snack area, where he grabs a box of Muddy Bears, Snowcaps, and Cookie Dough Bites. Brian grabs a box of popcorn, and they go checkout. Once they finish, they pile back into Brian's car and head over to his place for a movie night. 

~ 

They get to Brian's place as the sky tints the front lawn purple with the setting sun. After getting inside, the two men easily slip into their usual roles. Tim prepares the popcorn and snacks; Brian sets up the movie and makes the living room cozy. It just became routine to them after awhile, and it was easier this way. 

Popcorn popped, and movie started, they cuddled up together on the couch with a blanket thrown over their laps. As if knowing the movie was about to begin, the sun finished it's descent to the horizon and it was now dark outside, setting the mood perfectly. 

The title screen came up; "The Forgotten" appeared on screen as Tim leans in to rest his head against Brian. The taller man returns the gesture by grabbing Tim's hand under the blanket and giving it a gentle squeeze. 

~ 

As quickly as it began, it was over. Brian disentangled himself from Tim, much to the others disappointment, and turned the lights on. 

"I'm still not sure if that was supposed to be God or aliens in the sky." 

""I'm gonna go with Aliens; why would God do experiments on people?" Brian responds as he sits back down. 

"I mean, why wouldn't he?" Almost as soon as Brian was situated on the couch, Tim got all over him again. 

He rolled his eyes at the sassy remark and kissed the top of Tim's head, making the other man wriggle in place like an overly-excited puppy. 

Tim continues, "I think it was God, and if God ever took away my memories of you, fuck, I'd challenge God to give you back too. Julianne Moore had the right idea. I'd be so lost and empty if I ever forgot you." 

"Well, thankfully," Brian begins, "that will never. Ever. Ever. Ever. Ever. Happen," and with each "ever," Brian peppered Tim's face with kisses, ending with a big smooch right on his lips. 

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AAAAA I had such a good time writing this!! It's so nostalgic and cozy! pls send more requests/asks :3

[eccentricallygothic]

Wrote this in the uni library during a class break today because @bigtreefest gave me Robert fever right after I woke up this morning 😭 (to be fair, her post was fairly innocent but I am not)

Pairing: Dark!Robert Prongue | Naive!You.

Warning(s): Noncon (no smut), Robert Pronge, choking, kidnapping, size kink, fear kink, strength (?) kink, pet names, possessiveness, allusions to consensual sex, age gap (reader is in her 20’s, Rob is late 30’s). MDNI.

You hurriedly ran the hairbrush through your hair as you plucked your clothing articles off the ground and hurriedly put them on your still damp body. A string of curses left you when you bent down to look for a missing shoe and the bristles tangled with one of your locks and upon your insistent pushing bounced out of your hand and landed against the wardrobe door with a thud.  

Though you had your back to the large form sprawled across the bed, you felt it stir before a deep little grunt sounded in the dark morning air of the room. 

Choosing to abandon the hairbrush, you collected your hair in the best ponytail you could manage at the moment, locating the shoe under a chest of drawers before wrapping the hair tie that was looped around your wrist onto your coil of hair. 

“Doll?” You heard Robert's husky morning voice question in confusion as he sat up, the weight of his heavy body causing for the old bed to creek with each movement. 

“Hey” you shot him an awkward smile as you finished dressing up and ran a hand down your day old outfit to smooth it down. 

“Where are you going?” Contrary to idealistic expectations, your first time with Robert was not followed by a whole day dedicated to cuddling, kissing, showering and relaxing together. No. You lived in the real world and people had to go back to work no matter what had happened the day before. In your case, it was school. 

“School” you responded, distracted by tidying up your academic clatter that littered the little makeshift study table -that he had arranged just for you- and disposing of it in your backpack.  

“And leaving me?” You scoffed out a chuckle, taking his words for a cheesy joke.

Because how could something so absurd be spoken seriously? 

… Right?

“Oh, yeah, about that…” You pretended to be awkward as you ‘thought’ of an excuse by swaying left and right while packing your bag. “Yeah, sorry… but that was it” you didn't notice how his dark eyebrows furrowed as he sat up straighter now, clearly offended by your playful words. 

In your mind, they could not be mistaken, since you had been seeing Robert and hanging out with him -although always in secluded places or your homes- for a while now. Besides, you thought he knew you weren't the one night stand kind of girl. Rather, you were the straight A clumsy goody two shoes if your ‘friends’ were to describe you. 

“That’s not how it works” you jumped when he spoke next because he did so right in your ear. 

“Robert! You scared me!” You finished the collecting of yourself into the semblance of a functioning individual of society before you rotated on your heels to look up at him, eyes wide from how he had surprised you. 

Robert looked handsome, in spite of the scowl marring his agreeable features. Even with his wavy hair all messy from a whole night's worth of tousling, regardless of how your fingers had tugged at and played with it just a few hours prior, despite how scarcely you could really see his face due to the barely parted curtains and how rudely he glared at you, your heart skipped a beat. 

He was genuinely the most good looking man you had ever seen. 

“No.”

So what if he was a little rough around the edges? 

He tried, and not many people you knew were like that.

His efforts could never be lost on you. 

“Don't be silly, Rob” you stood on your tippy toes to capture his lips in a quick peck. “I'll see you— ow!” You let out a series of giggles when his bigger hands suddenly flew out to lunge at your sides before his stern fingers roughly groped them. “Rob!” 

“You're not leaving” the finality in his stubborn words caused for a hot little nervous knot to form deep in your chest. You tried to mask it with a smile that you could literally feel was crooked because of the reaction that his sudden, unfriendly growl had on your body.

Okay, maybe Robert had always intimidated you. 

Just a little, though. 

“I am just going to school, Rob. I'll be back” you weren't too experienced with people but you felt sure this was not the way. 

“No need for all that silly business now that you're mine” your eyebrows raised in both amusement and surprise as you felt your face heat up. Although, it wasn't a blush that coloured your cheeks crimson but rather a much darker feeling of rising dread. 

Blood rushed to your ears. “Rob—”

“Come on,” he almost pleaded, as if you were prompting him towards something he didn't want to go through with. “You saw how I took care of you last night, doll. You don't need any of that stuff anymore… just me” moisture formed in your fists that had subconsciously made their way to his hard chest which his hands were trying to integrate with yours from how they pressed your body into his. “Don't do this, please.” You thought you heard emotion crack his voice. 

“Rob, it's… I—” You had to take a couple shaky breaths to steady yourself whilst you stumbled over your false starts. “I- It's just school, I'll be back before you know it” even if you did not have an important quiz today, which you did, you weren't sure fulfilling his wish was something you would have done anyway. “Rob, please—” you winced, wrists jittering with the force you were putting into trying to push his beastly form away. “Let me—” but he would not let you finish your sentence.

He could not.

For your words would be too devastating and cruel. 

Sure to be spoken with a callousness later greatly regrettable, you would learn.

“It's okay, doll, just relax” his fingers ceased the kneading of the flesh on your hips and abandoned their territory to ascend. “I've got you now, just breathe” ironically, his serpentine fingers that had completed their maneuver up your sides by the time his utterance had reached its end began to coil around your throat at the same time. Your eyes bulged out of their sockets as the horrifying realization of what he was doing dawned upon you. 

Oh, no. 

Not Robert of all people. 

Your smaller fingers tried to claw and pry at his tyrannical ones but what strength does a lamb hold against a wolf? The lack of air in your lungs caused them to painfully flutter to find relief, the nerves on your forehead bulged from the pressure in your blood, moisture weighed down the lines of your lashes and the palpitations of your pulse thundered under the fists he had formed around your throat. 

You couldn't tell how much time had passed during your pathetic excuse of a struggle. It felt like an eternity by the time your eyes began to droop, but in that last moment when you let out a broken sigh, it seemed like you had  only been granted a few fleeting seconds to possibly mend your plight. Before your weary mind could decide whether to curse your incompetence or take a more sympathetic stance towards yourself, everything faded into a hopeless void, and you became a weightless hollow vaguely held together by a fragile thread that you could feel only faintly.

[tired-biscuit]

"they’re also the type to jokingly dry hump you tbh (if u’re comfy with it ofc lmao)" BISCUITTTTTTTT NOOOOOOOOOO 😭😭😭😩😩😩 Now I'm thinking dirty!

you’re on your tippy toes because you’re trying to reach something from the top shelf of the cupboard, and then all of a sudden there’s this big, warm hand pressing flat into the middle of your back; pushing you forward until you’re outright bent over the kitchen counter.

you whip your head to the side just in time to see your best friend’s stupid, shit-eating grin. kiba winks at you as he presses his hips against your own, clearly provoking something highly indecent. the way he digs his fingers into your sides jokingly causes you to jump, but the ticklish sensation to overcome you is not the main reason as to why adrenaline is coursing your system, now.

“what d’ya want?” you ask, eyes narrowed. he’s playing a dangerous game — it makes your throat feel like it’s stuffed with cotton, absorbing all of the saliva.

“just passin’ through,” he mumbles, seemingly completely nonchalant as he pushes even further into you to grab the mug he always favours in your kitchen. “don’t mind me.”

he actually thinks he’s slick with it, the bastard.

“excuse me; how can i not mind you when you’re literally shoving your dick up my ass?” you quip back, wiggling your hips in attempt to gain some extra room — just that, yeah. goodness, he’s practically become flushed against you as he stands behind you, inching closer and closer each time he pulls dumb shit like this. makes you feel smaller than usual when you compare his body height and mass to your own.

it’s sort of thrilling.

but it’s not like you’ll ever admit it.

“oh, sweetheart; if i were to do that, you’d be nowhere near as coherent,” he immediately retorts back, finally picking up the bright red mug that he came in here for in the first place.

you watch as his lips quiver slightly when he twists it in his hand. the picture of the 101 dalmatians that is plastered on the porcelain always causes the corner of his mouth to quirk upwards.

and that’s pretty cute… for a kiba thing to do, you suppose.

but it’s not like you’ll ever admit that either.

abandoning the thought as quickly as it came, you allow your eyes to roll as far as they’ll go. “boast some more, will you?” you pause to murmur the next word under your breath, “…dummy.”

“i mean, if you insist.” he smiles at the jab you don’t mean until he’s all pointy fangs and dimples. the sight is so cute that it could make your heart hurt. perhaps it does already, who knows. you’re confused when it comes to him.

it causes you to groan and to start feigning annoyance even if there’s a peculiar sort of heat pooling inside your stomach when he gives you one final squeeze; one final gesture that makes you question if you really are just friends and nothing else.

and kiba, well, he laughs; this deep, genuine sort of laugh as he pushes away from you and heads for the stove so that he can pour the coffee he’s just finished making for the both of you. the morning after spending an entire night bar hopping with your other friends has turned you both groggy and yearning for caffeine.

but unbeknownst to you, he doesn’t do it just because of the hot drink that he has to pour into your strictly appointed mugs so that you can start feeling at least a little bit human again.

no, as he glances at you from the corner of his eye — still so sleepy and messy-haired in his favourite rock band t-shirt that might just be older than him — he also pushes away because of the raging boner that you secretly invoke inside his sweats each time he spends the night at your place and sees you dressed in nothing else but a nearly identical t-shirt and underwear.