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Hello, just wanted to check in to see how you were doing

Hiii that’s so nice! Thank you 🥰

I am honestly not doing very well at the moment. I just moved to London for a semester abroad and so far it’s pretty shitty hahaha

I arrived about a month later than all the other abroad students and I missed the Erasmus get-to-know-each-other program. So I don’t know anyone and can’t really meet anyone because I have Uni all day and all courses have like a mandatory attendance and even in the courses no one seems to be ready to meet a cute little German person who’s looking for friends! 😭

I‘m so lonely and I miss my bf and my besties. And everything is so fucking expensive here. Like I get Erasmus money at the end of my stay if I get enough credits but rn I have to live with the money I have. Which was more than enough to get by in my cute little town in Germany but here I can’t even afford to stimulate my coffee addiction without having to skip meals lol.

It’s not that bad honestly. But I thought I’d get to have the time of my life with a bunch of new people in a cool city. But so far I have poverty stress and loneliness.

[rafesslxt]

HEYYY, I was wondering if you can write an imagine Abt Mattheo. It being the reader having a rough day, and shutting down. And Mattheo is just there letting her know that he's there for her

sorry for the late answer I‘m answering all the requests right now 🫶🏻 — hope you still enjoy

ALWAYS THERE FOR YOU | m. riddle

summary: mattheo comforts you after a rough day

warnings: none but mattheo being the cutest boyfriend ever 🫠

words: 1k

As soon as I enter the common room of my house Slytherin, i let my shoulders fall down, sighing loudly. My feet bring me towards my dorm that I share with Pansy who is currently still in class. I throw my bag in the corner of my side of the room and let myself fall down onto the bed.

I know there are always people who have a much worse day happen to them and all, but I couldn't help but feel just so.. drained and sad?

I let out a sigh again and stand up, walking towards my closet. After rumbling through it for a little bit, I find my boyfriends Hoodie he gave me. Before pulling it over my head I wrap both of my arms around it and take a deep breath of it's smell. It smells like his cologne and cigarettes but in a comforting way.

I take off my skirt too and put on some oversized grey sweatpants which are perfect for my current mood. I lay back down on my bed and look at the clock on my nightstand. It's almost an hour before Mattheo's last class is over. I groan and look at the ceiling, thinking about what I could do until I get the idea to write in my diary. It's the first opportunity to get some thought out of my head, writing them down always helped. My hand reaches into the drawer of my nightstand where I full out a black notebook Mattheo once gave me. He said it would be cute as a new diary since my old one got full.

So I start writing down everything that comes to my mind until I fall asleep with the notebook open beside my head and my pencil still in hand.

Suddenly I feel something pulling the pencil from my hand, bit my eyes were too heavy to open them. I knew that it is Mattheo instantly as I smelled his cologne over me like a little cloud. Then I hear him shuffling through my sheets until he pulls me closer to him, wrapping both his arms around my body which curls against his.

"Sleepy?" he mumbles against my hair before kissing my forehead. "Had a rough day." I mumble back, nuzzling my head more into his chest. "What happened?" he asks with a soft voice, his fingers slowly starting to go through my hair. I sigh and try to get even closer to him.

"At first I spilled juice all over my blouse at breakfast which lead me to coming too late to Professor Snape's class. Which is a big problem itself. Then I couldn't answer even one of his stupid questions for what he scolded at me but didn't deducted any points for Slytherin which lead the Gryffindors to scold at me." I could hear him chuckle at the last part. " After that my Quill broke, my potion brewed over in Professor Slughorn's class, and back in the yard where I wanted to take a deep breath, some first graders somehow managed to throw a ball against my head. But when they saw my face when I turned around they apologized. I heard them whispering your name when they ran away though." Again, I hear him chuckle at the last part.

"I just feel like shit, Mattheo." I sigh, feeling my eyes getting teary. "Oh baby come here." he pulls me on top of him, wrapping both his arms around me again, one hand massaging my scalp. " I'm here for you okay? And I promise tomorrow is gonna be better than today. Besides that we have a lot of classes together tomorrow, son everyone who eve try's to scold my princess, got a big problem with me by your side." He kisses my forehead again before placing his fingers on my chin, turning my face up to look at him.

"I'm always gonna be here for you baby." he whispers before putting his lips on my softly, almost careful as if they were to break. His fingers slide from my chin up along my jaw, then placing his palm on my cheek, pulling me a little closer to deepen the kiss.

When he slowly pulls

back he smiles at me and goes "felling better?" I nod with a little smile and kiss his jawline. "Thank you." I whisper against his skin before laying my head back on his chest.

"Just gonna cuddle you all evening hm." he says with a grin that I can hear. "That would be perfect."

And we did. We cuddled all evening, listened some music and talked about his day too. We talked about the upcoming holidays and how we're gonna spend them together for the first time in our relationship.

"I have an idea, but I have to get up for it." he says, playing with my fingers in his hand. I groan and shake my head. " No, then I don't like that idea." He laughs quietly and looks down at me. " Oh believe me, you'll love my idea when you see what It is." I groan again and roll off of him, wrapping my sheets which smelled like him now over me.

He stand up and walks towards my door. " I promise I'll try to be fast." he says before leaving my room. After around 15 Minutes I hear the door open again, turning around to see him walking in with two mugs in his hands. He kicks the door shut behind him with his foot and strolls over to me with a smirk on his lips. "What do you have there?" I ask, getting up on my elbow. He holds one of the mug in front of me so I can see the content. I gasp when I see what it is, my favorite drink. Hot chocolate with marshmallows. I sit up and take the mug out of his hand, a bright smile on my lips now. "How did you-" "Doesn't matter. Just enjoy baby." he smirks, taking a sip of his own, leaving a mustache of chocolate above his upper lip, making me giggle.

He grins at me cheeky and licks it off with his tongue, placing his mug on my nightstand. I do the same and lay back down with him, in his arms again. "Thank you Matty. I love you." "I love you too, sweetheart. I'll always be there for you."

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best friends sister // Alessia Russo

a/n: based off this request.

Alessia Russo.

Y/n Toone.

Two people.

One mutual contact.

Best friend - sister.

One common rule in the world: never date your best friends little sister.

And: never date your sisters best friend.

Simple? You might think.

Alessia Russo fell in love with you ages ago.

You fell in love with Alessia Russo years ago.

-

"Hi" shy Lessi smiled as you opened the door, "you look nic-" as the blonde was about compliment you, her chaotic best friend stumbled down the stairs. "Less! Hi, i‘m ready to go" the young girl said before she grabbed her purse, "we‘re out shopping" your sister told you as she pressed a sloppy kiss to your cheek, "ew" your hand wiped away the spit of Ella as she grinned cheekily, linking her arm with Lessi. How i wish that i could kiss her, Alessia daydreamed, red colour covering her cheeks. When Ella pulled her out your shared flat, the italian turned around one last time to look at you, smiling shyly as you waved a good bye.

"why does she have to be so beautiful?" you muttered under your breath, closing the door. Your hand still rested on the door knob, your head falling against the wooden material with a quiet thud.

-

Movie night.

Sitting on the couch with popcorn on your lap, you had a brunette, known as annoying big sister, on your left and you had a blonde, known as a lovely girl, on your right.

20 minutes into the third movie of Pitch Perfect, you heard loud breathing next to you - Ella in dreamland. She could never go through a movie marathon without falling asleep.

As you went to grab more popcorn, too occupied by the movie to notice another hand in the bowl, you shrieked lightly when you felt something warm touch your hand. Ella stirred a little yet didn‘t wake up, drool running further down her chin. "Sorry" you mumbled, cheeks flushing red. "No, i‘m sorry, i wasn‘t looking. Please" Alessia pulled her hand out of the bowl, signing to you that you should take popcorn first. Smiling at her you grabbed a hand full, the blonde going back in as it was her turn now. The two of you fell in a quiet conversation about the movie and the characters as you still watched it. At some point, you rested your head against Alessias shoulder, her body tensed as she got flustered mess, heart racing, skin on fire. She didn‘t know what came over her - where the confidence came from but when she saw your hand resting openly on the blanket she interwined your hands. Nobody dared to say a word or let their eyes leave the tv, your cheeks covered in a blush, lopsided smiles plastered on your face as you simply enjoyed the moment.

Who knows If it‘ll ever come again?

-

The two best friends were in the living room of your apartment as they sat comfortable on the couch, each of them a glass of wine in their hand as you walked down the stairs all dressed up. Alessias breath hitched as she saw you, you look absolutely stunning. Out of reflex, she stood up, eyes wandering over your body, dotting around your curves until the blue orbs stopped at your face. "Wow" she said star struck, she couldn‘t believe the sight she had in front of her, "where are ya goin‘?" the older Toone asked as she eyed you skeptically, "i‘ve got a date" you stated while looking directly at Alessia. Her whole face fell at the word 'date', feeling as she was punched in the gut. The wine glass slipped out of her hand, shattering on the floor, her eyes not leaving yours. "D-date?" it took everything in her not to cry, she felt so hurt.

"Clumsy girl!" Ella laughed, herself standing up to get a broom to sweep up the broken pieces. She didn‘t realize what was happening in front of her eyes - her best friend just got her heart broken.

You left without looking back.

You didn‘t mean to hurt her in any kind of way - she looked sad when you left but why?

-

"Hello?" you answered the phone in the middle of the night.

"My pretty lady, hi" a sweet voice said - the voice you knew so well, the voice that followed you into your dreams. "Lessi?" you asked anyways, your brain not in its full function that early. "No it‘s Alessia Russo, Tooneys best friend" she clarified giggling. "I know who you are- why are you calling me" you looked at your alarm before you continued "at 2am?" she sighed theatrically, "just wanted to hear your sexy morning voice, i guess"

"Lessi are you drunk?"

"Absolutely! HA!" she laughed, jumping up and down at the location she was at.

"Where are you?"

"Hmmm, not gonna tell you"

"Alessia!" your voice got louder and stern. You didn‘t want her to get lost while she was drunk. She was already clumsy sober you didn‘t want to find out what happens If you let her wander around alone and drunk.

"Baby, one day you‘re screaming that"

ignoring her coment, you searched for an app on your phone. Your sister was heavingly annoying but right now you were more than thankful that she had installed a tracking app in case of an emergency - Lessi’s location included. Within minutes you were out of the house, sitting in your car as you drove to the destination.

As you saw the blonde happily jumping around near a club, your heart felt relief - she seemed to be fine. "Less" you said, stepping out of your car, walking towards her.

She threw herself on you, arms flying around your body as she contently greeted you, "looking absolute gorgeous, babygirl"

"What‘re you doing here?!"

"drinking and dancing!" she held her cup with some liquid in the air as she cheered. "Oh my- Lessi" your arm went around her waist as she stumbled over her own feet- not clear If it was the alcohol or her clumsiness.

Finally, buckled in the car seat, you took a seat behind the steering wheel. The radio was playing as you drove home, Ella at Joe‘s. The italian in no condition to be left alone. The whole way she brabbled about something as you occasionally answered with a humm.

At home, you gave her some of your clothes, helping her change.

Something was on her mind as she walked around the kitchen island with a deep frown on her face after she drank the glass of water which you had handed her. "Ya alright?" you asked, blocking her way. She marched over to the living room, standing at the exact same spot, she had stood once before - not enjoying it at all. "You had a date" she stated, "you had a fucking date!" her mood taking a turn, "you had a fucking date and I wasn‘t invited"

Utterly confused you asked, "What?"

"Why didn‘t you ask me?"

"On a date?"

"Yes" her face held the same sadness it had a few days ago when you saw her that night, "my heart shattered in more pieces than that stupid wine glass" she admitted, a single tear slipping out of her eyes.

"Alessia, what‘re you-"

"Stop talking!" with quick steps she was in front of you, walking you back in the kitchen as she trapped your body between her own and the kitchen island, her arms on either side of it, "i want you to be mine" she mumbled against your lips, an inch away, the smell alcohol hitting your nostrils. "I don‘t want you going out on dates, i don‘t want to know that someone else is making you blush - it has to be me! You have to be mine, please"

"Lessi, you‘re drunk, you won‘t remember any of this in the morning" you told her, breaking your own heart. The day finally came where she reciprocated your feelings and admitted it and know you had to tell her that it were drunk slurs.

"This isn‘t the alcohol!" her voice grew loud, "fucking hell"

You closed your eyes, inhaling deeply as you kind of soaked in the moment, "tell me in the morning and i‘m yours" you whispered, still with your eyes shut.

"Fine, i will" with an ease she picked you up and carried you to your bed, maybe she wasn‘t as clumsy as she was when she was sober. You were about to say something before she put her finger to your lips, shushing you, "don‘t say anything, baby, you’re sleeping in my arms - end of discussion"

Flopping on the free side of the bed, the striker made herself comfortable before she pulled you into her hold. It was new for both of you yet so familiar.

The two of you fell asleep within seconds, sleeping better than ever.

-

You were the first one up, strong arms wrapped around your body and gentle breaths hitting the nape of your neck. Turning in her hold, you took the chance to admire her, she looked so cute. It wasn‘t a rare sight for you per se, she‘s at your home all the time but something about her laying in your bed, holding you tight made it much more special.

You had to break the moment, though. If she really wants you, she would know without the clue of you being in her arms. You wanted to know: were it just slurs?

Slowly, you entangled your body, the blonde grumbling as nothing was in her arms yet still sleeping. you made your way down to the kitchen, starting to make breakfast as music was softly playing in the background. In your own mind, you didn‘t hear her come down the stairs, messy hair, cheeks puffed from last night. Her head hurt like shit, "mornin‘" she greeted, taking a seat on the stool. Wordlessly, you placed a glass of water in front of her, pills next to it.

"Thank you"

You hoped she would say something, say something about last night, about what she admitted.

In the meantime, she played with her glass, counting the left over water droplets, "you know," she started, the empty glass on the counter, "i still want you to be mine"

Your movements stopped, everything just stopped.

"I‘m sorry for last night but not for what i said, i remember everything and if my mind isn‘t playing some games, you‘re mine now" she walked around the island, confidence radiating from her body. Like last night, her arms wrapped around your smaller frame with her forehead resting against your own, "say yes, please. I can‘t stand a day with the knowledge you‘re going out with other people"

Your heart fluttered at her gentle touch, skin burning, "yes"

-

Ella didn‘t know a thing about the two of you, her best friend and little sister - girlfriends.

The last few months had been the happiest of your life, Alessia was an angel, treated you like a royalty, kissed you like you were her forever.

"Baby," the striker looped her arms around your waist from behind as she pressed soft kisses to the side of her neck, "looking stunning as always"

"Lessi" you giggled, interwining your hands as you swayed around, "my pretty girl, amore, the prettiest"

Both of you heard the door open way to late as a loud Ella Toone barged in, "Hi!" she yelled, you jumped away from Alessia, her hands leaving your body as she turned around to the cupboard, "oh hi Less" the Mancunian smiled, not seeing the interaction Alessia had with her little sister, "what‘re you doing here?" she asked instead

"Came to suprise you!" the italian lied, out of the matter of fact, the thing you had was something new and private, nobody knew. And to be honest, neither of you knew how Ella would react. Would she support you? Would she be angry?

-

"Oi! What‘s that?" Ella asked as the three of you sat like so often on the couch, her thumb flew to your neck, rubbing over the reddish mark. Lessi‘s hickey. Your hand swatted Tooney‘s away, holding your neck as a slight hiss left your throat. Alessia chocked on air - she got carried away last night when you visited her, "burnt myself with the curling iron" you stuttered, trying to cover your flustered and caught self.

"Are ya turning into clumsy-Lessi?" she laughed, smacking your thigh, amused by her own joke.

Thankfully, Ella didn‘t realize that there were no curls in your hair.

-

"What are you wearing?" your sister asked her best friend as they sat in the coffee shop.

Confused, the striker looked down at herself, "a hoodie?"

"From whom?"

Just now, Alessia realized it wasn‘t her own - yours. It was the first thing she saw this morning and in her groggy morning state she didn‘t recognized that it was yours. "Looks likes Y/ns" the midfielder added to her question as she took a sip.

"Uh! It‘s not yours?"

"No?"

"Oh shit. The other day when i waited for you, i grabbed it 'cause it looked so cozy, didn‘t know it was hers" she rambled.

"Nah, no worries. We‘re family"

Alessia gulped, oh gosh, how is she ever gonna tell her best friend that she’s in love let alone in a relationship with her little sister?

-

It went on like this for half a year, Ella didn‘t know a thing. Both of you felt bad lying to her but on the other side you didn‘t know what to do.

Alessia loved you.

You loved Alessia.

And the two of you cared so much about Ella and her opinion. So every day that passed, the harder it got for you, the more your heart broke.

"Lessi, i don‘t want to her find out about us, i wanna tell her and everyone" you mumbled in her chest. "I know, baby, me too" she kissed your forehead with so much love as she held you close, "I promise we will tell her soon"

-

"Oh Less, hi? tooney asked as she opened the door.

"Can I come in?" the blonde asked, fists balling as she tried to stay calm.

"Sure! Ya don‘t have to ask"

In a firm voice, she told her bestie, "We need to talk about something" Ellas face growing pale, the striker never one to be this serious, "yeah sure, let‘s take a seat" she signaled to the couch, yet Alessia didn‘t move, "is your sister here?" ske asked instead.

"Yeah, she’s in her room. What is going on?"

"Y/n!" Alessia shouted so you would come down. She didn‘t talk to you about what she was about to do, what she was going to admit but she didn‘t want to lie to her best friend another day and she didn‘t want to hide her feelings for you either.

As you patted down the stairs, you saw your girlfriend with a determined expression on her face and a confused sister sitting on the couch. "Hi" you greeted. Nonetheless that she had a clenched jaw, she grabbed your hand in a gentle manner, pulling you in front of the couch where Ella was sitting.

"I‘m dating your sister" the italian stated firmly. As Ella was about to say something, she cut her off, "before you say something: i love her. And i know sisters are a no-go but i couldn‘t help myself." her voice grew shaky at the so thought end, "please don‘t hate me" she whispered as she looked at Ella who had an unreadable expression on her face. Shamefully, you looked to the ground, squeezing Lessi’s hand: you‘re with her.

Ella didn‘t say anything - she needed to gather her thoughts. After 5 minutes, you were a nervous mess, the same as your girlfriend, "Ella, we‘re so sorry. It- it just happened" you explained, trying to save the situation.

Like a robot, the young lioness stood up from the couch, both of you inhaling sharply, "I‘m so happy!" she exclaimed, arms swinging over your bodies, pulling you in a bear hug. You didn't expect that reaction but were more than happy with it, "that‘s so cool! My little sister and best friend! Less, you’re gonna be my sister-in-law"

Sighing in relief, you felt at peace, all the nerves washing off your body, "You’re not mad?" Less asked to be sure.

"Nah! i love this"

And she meant it when she said it, maybe she didn‘t know about it from very first day and as obvious as she can be, Ella saw your and Alessias mood change over the last few moths, both of you seemed much more happy and at peace. Even If she couldn‘t connect the dots, she was now your biggest supporter.

She sailed the ship Russo-MiniToone.

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Hii, this this the person talkin about chubbier Simon! Give me a sec and let me set the stage for you,

Simon Riley x 141!reader whos on military leave to cope after a particularly hard mission. Reader finds a way of coping and expressing their love to simon through the art of cooking for him constantly. (i come from largely a guyanese and indian family so everyday theres always good food on the table) So we all know this man can eat ALOT (he needs to maintain his girlish figure after all😌lmao) So i can just IMAGINE him eating all the stews, curries, roti and rice (or whatever culture/country reader comes from)he can get his hands on! He would have such an appreciation for food from working in the military so long and having limited food he could eat. So going from a man of pure slabs of muscle to slabs of muscle but WITH softer abs he gets a little self conscious but he sees the benifits that hes getting alot with a great meal everyday and how his reader ogles him everyday hes starts to like the change. (Theres actually more benefits for having muscle and fat than just pure muscle!! When you see bodybuilders with just pure muscle the muscles in their whole body are constricted causing cramps and alot more muscle pulling in day to day life compared to heavy weight lifters who many not look as muscular but can lift much more while still having a strong core and overall more power)

Sorry to ramble and run but this has been rattling my brain. Have a great day and remember to drink water♡

I ABSOLUTELY LOVE THIS OMG!! THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THIS ASK!!! i‘m sorry i wasn’t able to answer it any sooner, i‘m in my last three weeks of school and it‘s kinda stressful🥲. i hope you can understand…

as someone who is russian-german i totally understand the whole food thing😭 (thats why reader will be russian-german lol. it‘s the only culture i really know about the food and all that (at least i think i know about the food🧍🏼). also, i do not know the english names of the food so i‘ll be using the terms i know.)

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„y‘cooking too good f‘me,“ simon mumbles as he puts his arms around your waist and pulls you into his chest. „‘m loosing all my muscles.“

you chuckle and turn your head to look at him. „that‘s not true! you‘re just developing a little more fluff.“ you smile and turn again to focus on the food you‘re preparing. „besides having muscles with a layer of fat is way healthier than just muscles.“ you can feel simon nod with his head rested on yours.

„what‘re y‘makin‘?“

„pelmeni,“ you answer, skilfully sticking the dough together so the meat would stay inside while you cook them. „i haven‘t made them for you till now.“

simon lowers his head so it‘s beside yours and examines the dough and meat in front of you. „thought we a’ready had ‘em two weeks ago?“

you shake your head and lick your bottom lip, trying to concentrate. „that were manti simon. they are made like…mochis. pelmeni are cooked in water.“

simon doesn‘t say anything and buries his nose in your neck. „t‘boys will laugh a‘me when we return,“ he mumbles as his lips ghost over your skin to leave little kisses.

„they won‘t,“ you protest and slightly slap his arm. „if anything they will be jealous!“ you dust your hands off and turn around in his arms. he looks at you and you start to frown. „you are not…insecure, are you?“ when simon just blinks at you without answering you take his face into your hands.

„you, simon riley, do not need to be insecure because you’re eating good. you’re not getting fat or losing muscles. if anything, you’re only getting healthier because the army food is total garbage and you’re finally getting some real food,“ you try to explain, withstanding his gaze the whole time. „don‘t beat yourself up over stuff like this.“ your voice is gentle as you caress his scarred face with your thumbs. „you deserve something good life. let me be that something.“

silence follows after you‘re done talking and you could swear you saw a tear in simon‘s eye but then he blinks and it is gone. „i don‘t deserve ya,“ he whispers, pulling you close again. „i don‘t deserve ya…“

„oh, but you do,“ you smile as you pull him down to press a gentle kiss on his lips. „you do deserve me and you also deserve my food.“ you put your arms around his waist and hug him. he does the same, keeping you close to him. he rests his head on yours and closes his eyes. he just wants to savour this moment…

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my target

fluff - hyunjin x fem!reader (no fem!body mentioned tho)

word count: 587

warning under cut !!

warnings: smoking, making out (its nothing too bad), mafia, gangs, tattoos, angst (if you squint), stalking — let me know if i forgot smth

authors note: this is my first fluff ever so i’m sorry if the writing is bad (😭😭), english isn’t my first language, i’m welcoming any feedbacks, requests or writing aids

‘‘you‘re in my room at 2am, what do you want?‘‘

he sat next to me on my bed and lit up a cigarette as he was about to answer. my eyes directly landed on his silhouette - waiting for a response of his.

when suddenly his raspy voice began to break the silence between you guys.

‘‘you know what i‘m here for, sign it already‘‘

the smoke of the cigarette started to fill the room and the only light was coming from the moon. i locked my eyes with the ones of hyunjin and started analysing his gaze on me.

he looked almost angelic in this light, as if he was just a pure boy. but as he ran his hand through his hair, i couldn’t miss the red droplets of liquid on them.

he must have noticed me spacing out when he cleared his throat to make me answer his question, or rather demand.

‘‘i‘m not signing shit. it‘s the hwang‘s responsibility to end this‘‘

he laughed at my answer, like it was a joke. before reconsidering to say anything, he made sure to take another hit of the cigarette.

‘‘what’s so wrong about you becoming mine? you’re acting as if you weren’t before‘‘

‘‘yea right, that was before we had to join our family’s business‘‘

he wanted to argue at that but suddenly shuffled towards you and offered for you to take a hit. when you turned down his offer he moved even closer towards your body. now that his face was mere centimetres in front yours, hyunjin looked down at my lips and then in my eyes.

i couldn’t tell if it was the little light or because of his purpose for me to sign the contract, but he looked so delicate now.

the few strands of hair falling on the side of his cheeks and as well conversing some little parts of his eyes, made him look kissable. but by now you couldn’t make yourself look somewhat weak and give in to him.

so, he took matters into his own hands and decided to kiss you. when the gap was closed you did give in to him tho and returned the flavour.

his lips tugged at your lower one in order to open your mouth. and that’s when you felt some of the cigarettes smoke began fill your lungs.

when hyunjin noticed you struggling with breathing it out again, he backed up a bit. you two continued on kissing each other just when you felt a hand tugging at your sweater with the purpose of exposing the skin of your collarbone.

your exposed skin got scanned to find the thing he was searching for and when he found it, he bend his head down next to your ear. ‘‘you still have it?‘‘

the matching tattoo you two got one year ago - when things were still good between you. you slowly nodded at him as you asked:

‘‘you still got yours too?‘‘

and as a response he threw his now finished cigarette on the ground and exposed his collarbone too. he still has it. only if things could work out with him and without your family’s interfering.

‘‘let me love you, only for tonight‘‘

‘‘only tonight, without any contract signing?‘‘

‘‘we can talk about that some other day‘‘

and that’s when he leaned in to leave marks on your neck.

‘‘let that boy from earlier know you got somebody already‘‘

‘‘are you stalking me?‘‘

‘‘you could call it that. afterall you’re my target‘‘

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Hiii I just wanted to say I really loveeee your little blog since I'm deep in the trenches for stone cold Steve Austin lmao (down bad)

it's literally so sad to hardly come across good stories about him (involving a reader) so I decided to hit you up and shoot my shot Abt requesting a little story where he's still in his attitude era but is also quite comforting and actively being caring through either his words or actions towards the reader. I'm never opposed to a little smut but if you don't want to for any reason then I don't mind it being left out.

Ofc if you're unable to or unwilling to write something like this then I completely get it and respect you for it. (⁠◍⁠•⁠ᴗ⁠•⁠◍⁠)

I also wanna apologize if I did this wrong since this is the first time I'm kinda interacting and actively being busy on Tumblr so it takes some getting used to haha

AN: based on this Steve Austin & Michael Cole segment because it lives in my mind rent free, I‘m sorry 🤐 (in case the hyperlink doesn‘t work, just search up ‚Stone Cold attacks Michael Cole‘ on youtube lmao)

I‘m not sure if you could classify this as ’actively taking care of reader’, I promise I tried writing something comforting & fluffy at first but since Austin is a smug lil‘ bastard this took a detour :3 I‘m sleepdeprived, so I hope this makes any sense lmao !

reader is genderneutral and not a wrestler :)

Summary: After witnessing Stone Cold Steve Austin‘s gradual decent into paranoia, you decide to talk some sense into him.

Tw: implied sexual references, mentions of wrestling typical violence

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“We're backstage with former hardcore champion Kurt Angle. Kurt, thank you for joining us for this quick interview," greeted Michael Cole the moment you turned on the TV.

A couple of minutes ago, Stone Cold and you had arrived at the arena. Being one of the top draws of the company, Austin had the luxury of a private dressing room and tonight you had decided to join him there instead of waiting for him at the hotel. 

Since he wasn’t scheduled to appear on TV until later parts of the show on this particular day, the two of you showed up when TV tapings were already well underway. After dropping off your belongings, you sank on the couch and switched on the TV to find out what had happened so far, while Austin went into the bathroom to get ready.

“Last Monday Night on Raw is War, the hardcore championship was on the line in your match against RVD. Stone Cold Steve Austin interfered and cost you the title when he tossed you down from the stage onto the concrete floor 10 feet below.“

Kurt pressed his lips together into a tight line as he listened to Michael Cole rehash last Monday night‘s events.

“Tonight you will team with Chris Jericho to take on RVD and Stone Cold Steve Austin,“ Cole continued. 

“How do you feel going up against a man like Austin, who has total disregard for your physical well-being?" Michael Cole implored, leaning closer.

“How do I feel?“ Kurt answered after snapping his head back, “I feel the same way about my tag team match tonight against Austin as I will at Unforgiven." 

The camera slowly zoomed in on Kurt. There was a film of sweat covering his face. He shifted his attention away from Cole, now pointing his index finger directly at the camera before he spoke again. 

"I feel like kicking Austin's ass. And after kicking his ass, I am gonna take his title. I will walk out Unforgiven as the new WWF champion." 

You looked over your shoulder. Said championship belt laid on the opposite end of the couch. You leaned over, grabbed it and took a good look at it.

"What?" a muffled voice came from behind you.

Oh, this will be interesting, you thought to yourself and placed the belt on your lap. It rumbled briefly before Austin opened the bathroom door and stepped out. 

"What did that sumbitch just say?" he asked you with his head cocked to the side. Austin had just finished changing into his black ring trunks, holding his shirt and jeans in his hand. 

You reached for the TV remote on the desk before you and turned up the volume.

"Kurt wants to kick your ass. He said he's gonna take your title too, while he's at it," you replied. 

Austin snorted in disapproval. He tossed his clothes onto a spare chair in the corner of the dressing room, shaking his head. "Good luck trying," he spat out.

With three quick strides, he stood next to you. "Can you believe the nerve of that guy? He's lucky this ain't a one-on-one match tonight."

He sank down onto the sofa. "Tonight he can hide behind his tag Team partner. But Kurt knows I can beat his ass any day of the week, and twice on Sunday.“ 

He paused for a moment and his eyes darkened, “Hell, I can beat both of their asses at the same time!“

You rolled your eyes. Over the last few months, Stone Cold had become increasingly more paranoid. Granted, he had always been quick-tempered and cocky. However, these tendencies had intensified drastically, reaching their peak the night he attacked Michael Cole on live TV, throwing ridiculous accusations at him and harassing him. 

The fast-paced life, countless hours on the road and injuries had worn him out, there was no denying that. He was on edge most of the time these days both on and off camera, always eager to start arguments with whoever crossed his path, though he never took his irritations out on you.

On the outside he was closed off, only allowing a handful of people to get to know him on a deeper level. You found it quite amusing how surprised other people would be to find out how he behaved behind closed doors when he craved your soft skin. Whenever you decided to join him on the road traveling from city to city, he’d always be thankful as you were his sweet little escape.

Regardless, you had grown tired of his mood swings and wanted to talk some sense into him. You felt bad for Cole. But knowing how stubborn and bull-headed Stone Cold was, you knew this could prove difficult. Especially since you weren’t part of this business. 

On the other hand, you weren‘t stupid - his abrasiveness was part of his appeal - both to the crowd and to you. You knew that and Austin did too. 

Your fingers drew mindless circles on the championship belt on your lap as the next match had just started on your backstage TV. 

“It‘s pretty, ain‘t it?“ he mused and pointed at the prized possession on your lap. His features had softened, revealing a slight smile.

You grazed over the ridges and nodded. 

“What‘s it made out of?“ you asked. Your reflection stared back at you from the squeaky clean golden surface. It couldn‘t be made out of real gold you figured - at least not entirely. Still, it had to be somewhat valuable.

When he didn‘t reply you looked back at him. He was scratching his beard.

“Ha! How .. ironic,“ you teased him drawing out your words. “You wanna whip Kurt‘s ass for trying to take your title but you don‘t even know if it‘s worth a dime?“

He exhaled, “Well, I don‘t know the specifics. They don‘t matter anyway.“

Austin moved closer to you and pointed at the nameplate on the belt. It displayed Stone Cold Steve Austin in capital letters. “You see? It’s more about the ideal value than the material one.“ 

“You do know I need my title back later, right?“ he snickered while playfully nudging your knee.

His hand stayed there and the two of you were silent for a few moments.

He spoke again, “Technically, it‘s not worth much. Some kind of cheap alloy.“

Aha. So it‘s worth nothing after all.

“But every time I go out to the ring, I bust my ass trying to make it look like the most prestigious thing in the world,“ Austin explained while he let his hand slowly trail up your inner thigh.

Your skin prickled under his touch. 

“And I‘d say I do a pretty good job at that,“ Austin squeezed your thigh lightly before he continued in a low tone, “What do ya think?“

He did. That‘s why you were curious about its actual worth in the first place. But you decided you’d rather mess with him a little bit.You returned his gaze. As he cocked his eyebrow awaiting your response, you simply shrugged half-heartedly.

“Kinda, I guess.“

Your answer earned you another chuckle from him. “Hard to impress, I see.“

With a final squeeze, he stood up to go fetch his training bag. You watched him leave to tape up his wrists in preparation for his upcoming match, but still felt his touch linger on you. As soon as his back was turned to you, you shifted on the couch and cleared your throat. Moments later, he returned to the couch along with his bag. You glanced at him out of the corner of your eyes as he pulled out his knee braces and put them on. 

You sank deeper into the couch. Suddenly you felt incredibly stupid. You were chewing at the inside of your mouth, pondering on how to tackle this topic.

“Have you ever thought about taking it down a few notches?“ you began and crossed your arms over your chest.

For a second, Austin seemed genuinely confused.

“Your attitude, I mean. You’ve become so irritable over the last months,“ you paused. “And paranoid. Lashing out at people, stirring shit up...“

Now he seemed to understand what you were trying to get at. 

After he finished adjusting his knee braces, he rubbed his face in a contemplative way. 

“Maybe you should take a break?“ you suggested.

He immediately dismissed the idea. “If I do that, I might as well call it quits. You heard it yourself, Kurt is itching to take my spot, as are all the other guys. You call it paranoid, I call it being prepared.“ 

Austin leaned back and put his arms on the back of the couch, “And I‘d rather be prepared than surprised and stabbed in the back.“

“Okay, I get that. But don‘t you think you‘ve taken it a bit too far lately?“

Images of Austin‘s unfair attack on Michael Cole on live TV a couple of weeks ago flashed before you. 

“Attacking staff? Really?“ you shot him a stern look. “Did you really have to stoop this low? You know Michael-“

You got interrupted by a big, hearty laugh from Austin.

“This is about Cole? You feel sorry for Cole?“ he chuckled.

You failed to recognize what was so funny about your remark.

“Don‘t worry, he can take it. Besides, he had it coming,“ he justified his actions. “He should know better than to run his mouth. He‘s been around long enough.“

When he noticed your dissatisfaction, he let out a sigh and rubbed his eyes. He was tired and he didn‘t want to start arguing with you. 

“But if it makes you feel any better, I can go talk to him.“ He didn‘t flat out say ‘apologize‘, but this was a good start. Better than nothing. 

Your face lit up and he regarded you with a certain spark in his eyes that you couldn‘t quite place.

Once again he inched closer towards you, “I don‘t get why you‘re getting worked up over this. As far as I am concerned, I‘ve always taken real good care of you. Ain‘t that right?“

He paid close attention to your reaction as he placed his hand on your thigh again. “Or would you say otherwise? I‘m open for critique.“

With his hand resting on your thigh, you knew what he was alluding to and you had to admit - he was right. He had always been more than … generous with his affection towards you. The heat between your legs returned and you cursed yourself for reacting that way right now.

“I saw you squirming earlier, “he added when you took too long to reply with a mischievous grin plastered on his face.

Great. And here you thought you were being discreet.

“This isn‘t about me, so don‘t try switching the topic.“ 

Austin raised his hand defensively, “Nobody‘s trying to switch the topic. I simply asked you a question. That‘s all.“

You exhaled through your nose and rolled your eyes with great exaggeration, making sure he saw it. “Yes, you‘re right,“ you disclosed in a flat tone.

„A bit more enthusiasm wouldn‘t hurt, you know. Should I be worried now?“

You stifled a laugh. You were supposed to be mad at him! 

„Feeling insecure now?“ you said and patted the back of his hand.

Mere seconds after those words left your lips Stone Cold grabbed your waist and sat you sideways on his lap.

You were briefly taken aback by the way he picked you up as if you weighed nothing and felt your cheeks heat up. He reached out to tuck one hair strand behind your ear. 

“Don‘t worry, I’m quite robust.“ 

You avoided his gaze. How long until he had to leave for his match? You turned your head to check out the time on the clock behind you. Immediately, he took advantage of you exposing your neck. Austin‘s lips brushed over the thin, sensitive skin on your neck and you held your breath. 

“But I’m curious now. Go on, tell me. How do I make you feel?“

He grinned against your skin as his hand found his way under your shirt, slowly wandering up your back. 

“Don‘t I make you feel good?“ he murmured before slightly biting at the nape of your neck, which had you biting back a moan. 

“Lost your tongue now, huh?“

Oh well, now that you thought about it, you had successfully gotten your point across. Considering the fact that Austin would have to leave for his match soon, you might as well continue this conversation another time you decided.

He bit you again, waiting for an answer.

You pressed your legs together. “Y-Yes, you do..“

Shifting in his lap, you moved in to kiss him, but at the last moment, he pulled away. 

You blinked at him with your lips still pursed. What?

He seemed to revel in your disappointment. 

“Sorry,“ he gestured at the TV behind you. „Gotta get going.“ 

He maneuvered you back onto the couch and got up.

“What’s that sour face for, sweet-cheeks?“ he teased.

He lowered his tone. “I‘ll be back in 30 minutes. You think you can wait that long?“

You sat back and crossed your arms over your chest. Eventually, you nodded and handed him his title. 

A few seconds later he was out the door.

[dontyouworrydaddy]

Hi! new follower here! I really, I mean really love your writing!!

If asks are still open can i request 141 + LV, Konig & Horangi x GN!Civvie!Reader?? I know this might be cringe,,

(You can delete this if asks are closed!!)

Civvie!Reader is a happy person but is also depressed but secretly takes Prozac? (Also known as Happy Pills, if i'm not wrong) They don't know about it because they go on missions for like months and stuff,, but they get suspicious of her because Civvie!Reader acts strangely?? How will they react if they found out Civvie!Reader takes happy pills??

Also, please take your time and take care of yourself!!! 💖

H A P P Y H O U S E

Task Force 141 (+König, Horangi & LV) + gn! reader

AHHHHHH. Thank you so so much🥹🥹 I really appreciate your kind words 💘 I love this idea so much because I also do take meds to calm my anxieties and continue living a "normal" life. I love this ask sm, thank you for requesting it :) I hope you love this❣️❣️ Have a wonderful day <3

P.S: This wasn’t cringe at all🩷 Feel free to send anything you want without any second thoughts <3

P.P.S: I had to use google translate for the spanish words so I‘m sorry if there are any mistakes 😅 Correct me if I wrote something wrong <3

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König

König returned from another intense mission, a mix of exhaustion and adrenaline coursing through his veins. You awaited his arrival, a subtle smile playing on your lips despite the hidden battles within your mind. And you’re really good at hiding it because not even a soldier knows about your secret.

The two of you had built a connection that transcended the chaos of König's missions, finding solace in the moments you shared.

As König settled into the room, he noticed a subtle change in you. Your normally vibrant energy seemed to be not there and a shadow lingered behind your smile. Unbeknownst to him, you navigated the depths of depression, relying on a secret source of solace – the Prozac you secretly took.

Months passed, and the suspicion grew like an insidious seed in König's mind. The observant operative couldn't shake the feeling that something was off with you, the person he cared for deeply. Yet, the nature of his missions kept him away for extended periods, leaving a void where questions were left in his mind. Was it just you going through a phase or is it just a bad month for you?

One day, as he returned from a particularly grueling mission, the atmosphere between you two shifted. König's piercing gaze met yours, seeking answers veiled behind your eyes. Sensing his unease, you attempted to deflect, keeping the shadows of your struggles hidden.

However, the walls of secrecy could only hold for so long. König, driven by concern and a deep-rooted connection, pressed further, demanding the truth "Schatz, please tell me why you’re acting off these days? Is there something wrong? Did I do something wrong?" . Your heart raced as you hesitated, contemplating whether to expose the truth about the Happy Pills that kept your internal storms at bay.

With a heavy sigh, you confessed, explaining the battles fought in silence, the pills as your silent rises. The revelation hung in the air, a delicate balance between vulnerability and the strength that kept you going.

König faced a moment of internal conflict which was very unlikely for a soldier like him. His commitment to duty clashed with the newfound knowledge of your struggles. The air thickened with tension as he absorbed the weight of your revelation.

With a steady hand, König reached out, offering support in a way only he could. The revelation became a turning point, fostering a deeper connection that transcended the chaos of missions. This was not just your mission but also his.

Simon Riley

You radiated happiness in your everyday life. The laughter that echoed in your shared apartment seemed to drown out the chaos of the world outside. Unbeknownst to Simon, beneath your cheerful facade, you struggled with a persistent darkness that only you knew too well.

Months passed, and Simon's returns became less about the joyous reunions and more about the subtle observations. He noticed the moments when you seemed lost in thought, your laughter a bit too forced, your smiles not reaching your eyes. Concern etched across his face as he began to piece together the puzzle of your shifting demeanor.

One evening, after a particularly challenging mission, Simon returned home to find you sitting on the couch, staring into the void. The apartment, usually filled with the sound of your laughter, now felt heavy with an unspoken tension.

"Hey," Simon greeted, concern etched on his face. "Is everything okay?"

You hesitated, battling the conflicting emotions within. "Yeah, just a tough day, you know?"

Simon nodded, recognizing the weight of their shared profession. "You can always talk to me, you know."

As the weeks passed, Simon's concern grew. The distance between you widened, and the moments of joy became fleeting. One day, unable to bear the weight of your secret any longer, you decided to share the truth.

"Simon," you began, your voice wavering. "There's something I need to tell you."

His piercing blue eyes met yours, urging you to continue.

"I... I'm taking pills, for my depression…" you confessed, the words heavy with vulnerability. "It helps me cope, especially when you're away for so long."

Simon's expression shifted from confusion to understanding. "Why didn't you tell me?"

"I didn't want you to worry," you admitted, tears welling up in your eyes. "I wanted to be strong for you, for us."

He sighed, reaching out to gently cup your face. "You don't have to carry this alone. Remember our vows to each other, y/n?"

John MacTavish

Months passed, marked by the silence of lonely nights and the constant hum of worry that clung to your thoughts. When Soap returned, his presence was a comforting storm that swept through the apartment. You welcomed him with a smile, hiding your internal struggles behind a façade of joy.

Yet, the missions took a toll on you, and Prozac became your silent ally. It was your lifeline, a small pill that held the power to lift the heavy fog that sometimes clouded your mind. As the days unfolded, Soap grew more observant, sensing subtle shifts in your behavior.

One evening, after a particularly challenging mission, Soap's gaze lingered on you as you sat on the edge of the bed, lost in your own thoughts. He sat down beside you, his eyes reflecting concern.

"You've been acting strangely, love. Is everything alright?" he asked, his voice a gentle inquiry.

You hesitated, the weight of your secret pressing against your chest. "Yeah, just... a bit tired, you definitely know what I‘m talking about, no?"

But Soap was perceptive, his military instincts attuned to the slightest deviations. "It's more than that, isn't it? You can talk to me, you know."

The words hung in the air, and you felt the weight of the truth pressing against your lips. This time your heart is talking instead of your brain. Because your heart has had enough.

"I... I've been struggling, Johnny. It's hard when you're away for so long. I just wanted to be the happy person you deserve."

His expression softened, understanding dawning in his eyes. "You don't have to pretend with me, love. We’re getting married in 2 Months. Stop pretending please."

You took a deep breath, the secret threatening to spill out. "There's something else," you confessed, and with shaky hands, you revealed the pill bottle. "I take these... for the low days. To stay afloat when you're not around."

Soap's brows furrowed as he processed the revelation. "Why didn't you tell me?"

You looked down, guilt and fear intertwined. "I didn't want you to worry. You have enough with the missions.This shouldn’t be another mission for you."

He gently lifted your chin, his eyes locking onto yours. "Love, your well-being is my priority. I want to be there for you, through the good and the challenging times." Johnny embraced you, the warmth of his presence

"We'll face this together," he murmured.

John Price

In the living room, John sat on the couch, cleaning his trusty M1911. You joined him on the couch, a book in hand, but your gaze was distant.

Price noticed your mood change. Concern etched across his rugged features, he gently asked, "Everything okay, love?"

You managed a smile, a facade you'd perfected over time. "Just tired, love. You know how it is."

He studied you for a moment, a war-hardened man with a keen eye for subtleties. "You've been different lately. Something on your mind?"

The weight of your secret pressed on you, but you dismissed it with a casual shrug. "Just the usual stress. Nothing I can't handle."

John , however, was not convinced. He set aside his gun-cleaning kit and turned to face you, his eyes locked onto yours. "You can talk to me, you know that, right?"

Your heart ached with a mixture of love and guilt. "I appreciate that, really, but some things are better left unsaid."

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One evening, as Price returned from a particularly grueling mission, he noticed the pill bottle peeking out from your bag. His expression shifted from exhaustion to concern and worry. "What's this, love?"

You hesitated, caught off guard by the discovery. "It's just something to help me cope. No big deal."Price's eyes bore into yours, searching for answers. "Coping with what, exactly?"

Torn between honesty and protecting him from the harsh reality, you sighed. "Life, John. It gets heavy sometimes."

He sat down beside you, his rough hand finding yours. "You don't have to carry it alone. Talk to me."

And so, the conversation unfolded—a delicate dance between confession and reassurance. "I wish you had told me earlier," he admitted, his thumb brushing over your knuckles. "We face enough demons out there. Let me help you battle the ones within."

Kyle Garrick

Kyle, fresh from a lengthy mission, entered the apartment he shared with you. The scent of your favorite coffee filled the air, but something seemed off. As he approached, he noticed you sitting on the couch, staring into space, a faint smile playing on your lips.

"Hey, love. Missed you," Kyle greeted, wrapping his arms around you. You leaned into the hug, but there was a distant look in your eyes.

"Missed you too, Kyle" you replied, your voice lacking the usual enthusiasm.

Concern etched across his face, Kyle sat down beside you. "Is everything okay, love? You seem a bit... off."

You sighed, hesitating for a moment before opening up. "I've just been feeling a bit down, but nothing serious. Just life stuff, you know?"

His brows furrowed with worry. "You can talk to me about anything, you know that, right?"

"Yeah, I know," you said, forcing a smile. "I just need some time to sort things out. It's nothing you need to worry about."

Over the next few days, Kyle couldn't shake the feeling that something was amiss. You became more withdrawn, and he often caught you staring into space, lost in your thoughts. Finally, unable to contain his concern any longer, he gently broached the subject.

"Baby, I can't help but notice that you've been acting a bit... different. Are you sure you're okay?"

Your heart raced, but you maintained your composure. "I appreciate your concern, Kyle, but I promise it's just a rough patch. I'll get through it."

Despite your reassurances, Kyle's concern lingered. One evening, he accidentally stumbled upon a small prescription bottle while searching for something in the apartment.

"What's this?" he asked, holding up the Prozac bottle.

You froze, your heart pounding. "It's just... something to help me stay balanced. Don't worry about it."

His expression shifted from confusion to understanding. "You've been taking Happy Pills? Why didn't you tell me?"

"I didn't want to burden you with my problems, especially when you're out there risking your life on missions," you confessed, avoiding eye contact.

Kyle gently lifted your chin, making you meet his gaze. "You're not a burden, You. We're in this together. I want to be there for you, no matter what."

Tears welled up in your eyes as you finally let your guard down. "I didn't want you to see me as weak or incapable of handling things."

Kyle hugged you tightly. "You're not weak, and taking medication doesn't change how strong you are. I just want to support you, okay?"

Horangi

You sat on the couch, anxiously twirling a strand of your hair as you waited for Horangi to return from his latest mission. You were grateful for the moments you shared when he was home, but the weight of your secret lingered like a shadow.

Horangi finally walked through the door, a weary but triumphant smile on his face. He dropped his gear by the entrance and moved towards you, pulling you into a warm embrace. "Missed you," he murmured against your hair.

"I missed you too, Horangi," you replied, managing a smile despite the persistent unease within you. The balance between the joy of his return and the fear of your secret being exposed was a constant struggle.

Horangi began to notice subtle changes in your behavior. Your laughter didn't ring as true, and the spark in your eyes seemed to flicker at times. This evening, he caught you staring into space, lost in thought.

"Is everything okay, love?" he asked, concern etching his features.

You looked up, forcing a smile. "Yeah, just tired from work, you know?" It was a half-truth, one you had repeated countless times. The Prozac helped you maintain a semblance of normalcy, but the battle was getting harder to overcome.

But it didn’t stop here.

Horangi's suspicions deepened each time. He decided to confront you one evening, concern etched across his face. "You've been distant, and I can't shake the feeling that something's off. Please, talk to me."

You took a deep breath, hesitating before finally deciding to trust him. "Horangi, I've been struggling. I... I take Prozac."

His brows furrowed in confusion. "Prozac? Why? What's going on?"

Tears welled up in your eyes as you began to unravel the truth. "I've been dealing with depression, and these pills help me get through the tough times. I didn't want you to worry, especially with your missions taking you away for so long."

His expression softened as he took in the weight of your confession. "You should have told me, Y/N. I'm here for you my beautiful partner."

"I was afraid, Horangi. Afraid that you'd see me differently, that you'd worry too much," you admitted, vulnerability laid bare.

He gently cupped your face, wiping away a stray tear with his thumb. "I love you, and I want to be here for you. We're in this together, remember? You don't have to carry this burden alone, my Love."

Alejandro

Alejandro returned after a long mission. You greeted him with a bright smile, your eyes hiding the sadness within. The two of you had found peace and happiness in each other. But what he didn’t know is that you are on the edge of falling apart.

Alejandro continued his missions, leaving you to navigate through your own life. You maintained the façade of a happy soul, laughter echoing through the rooms when he was around. But, behind closed doors, you confronted the darkness, relying on Prozac.

One evening, as Alejandro unpacked his gear, he noticed the subtle changes in your behavior—the lingering sadness, the guarded moments when your eyes flickered with pain. Concern etched across his face, he gently inquired, "Something seems off, mi amor. Is everything okay?"

You hesitated, crafting a smile to mask the turmoil within. "I'm fine, just a bit tired, you know?" But Alejandro wasn't easily convinced.

He took your hands, his gaze penetrating. "You can tell me anything. We're in this together."

Your breath hitched, torn between the desire to confide and the fear of burdening him. "I... sometimes struggle with my emotions, but it's nothing major. I promise."

His eyes softened with understanding. "You don't have to carry it alone, cariño. We face battles together, remember?"

Alejandro observed the nuances in your behavior, the way you withdrew when the darkness loomed. The realization struck him as he stumbled upon the carefully concealed bottle of your happy pills, after deciding to put his clothes into the washing machine. A torrent of emotions flooded him—concern, empathy, and a tinge of hurt that you hadn't told him.

Quietly, he approached you, holding the bottle. "I found this. Why didn't you tell me?"

Tears welled in your eyes as you stammered, "uh…I uhm..I didn't want to burden you. You have enough on your plate with missions."

His gaze softened, and he cupped your face. "We face these things together, remember? Your pain is mine too."

Rodolfo

Rudy‘s daily life was on his extended missions, you on the other hand navigated your daily life, concealing a battle against depression. The small pills were your silent companions, providing a fragile balance to the storm within. Despite the challenges, you maintained a facade of happiness, always eager to cherish the fleeting moments when Rudy returned home.

Rudy,because of his strong instincts, noticed subtle changes in your behavior upon each return. Your laughter seemed a bit forced, and the sparkle in your eyes, though still present, appeared dimmed. Concern grew on his face as he began to sense something‘s wrong, forcing him to investigate.

The evening Rudy saw you sitting on the couch, lost in thought after having dinner together. His expression softened as he took in the weariness etched across your face. "You okay, amor?" he asked, his voice filled with genuine concern.

You forced a smile, brushing off his worries with practiced ease. "Just tired, babe. You know how it is."

However, Rodolfo, read in reading between the lines, wasn't easily convinced. He persisted, gently pressing you to share your burdens. As you hesitated, a moment of vulnerability slipped through, prompting you to reveal the existence of the little pills that brought temporary peace to your depression.

Rodolfo's eyes widened in realization as the pieces of the puzzle started falling into place. He listened attentively as you explained the battles you fought silently while he was away. The weight of your revelation hung in the air.

A mix of worry, guilt, and love clouded Rodolfo's features. "Why didn't you tell me?" he whispered, his voice heavy with regret.

"I didn't want to burden you with my problems. You have enough problems with your missions," you admitted, a pang of guilt creeping into your voice.

Rudy, however, embraced you, dispelling the notion that your struggles were a burden. "You're not alone in this, my love. I love youu" he asserted, his commitment unwavering.

[hllfireclb]

please please please make a longer version on the mocking Eddie because that was just amazing please! ty

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+18, mdni ; sorry for any kind of mistakes!

"You were saying?" || e.m x fem!reader

"C‘mon…you’re not done yet, are you?“ you hear the voice of your boyfriend behind you. His one hand is placed on your hips, digging his nails into your sweaty skin so he can keep you in place. His other hand is tangled in your hair, grabbing it harsh, causing you to throw your head back and look at him. All you can do is moan loudly like you‘ve been doing the past hour. Good thing for you Wayne isn’t home..if he was, he‘d have thrown you out of the trailer by now (not really, that man loves you)

Eddie’s cock slowly slides out of the warm feeling of your throbbing pussy, gripping your hips even harder so you can’t bounce back onto your new favorite drug. "I asked you a question y/n“ he growls with a raspy voice. Again your only answer is a whiny moan and a wiggle with your ass as a sign for him to keep fucking you like a slut. Like his slut.

"Fuck you really are a Brat, aren’t ya?" he almost sounds mad. But that’s what you wanted. That’s how you love it. How you need it. You need to be put in your place sometimes, you need to see Eddie hovering above you like a god, you need him to take the whole control over you, your body, your everything.

Before you actually can come back to reality and be able to answer him, you feel how Eddie lets go of your hair and hips and makes you turn around,so you now lie on your back, facing him. His brown locks stick to his neck, his bangs are all over his forehead and he‘s breathing heavily. Fuck, that man really is a god. A fucking sex god.

His lips are plump and swollen from your Make-out session that was earlier that evening, his well trained chest moves up and down from his heavy breathing, his cock is hard as a rock and right inbetween your legs…so close but still so far away. "Shit, you‘re so fucking greedy" his deep laugh pulls you out of your trance.

Again, before you‘re even able to open your mouth to say something he suddenly pushes the tip of his hard cock right into your pussy, making you clench and whimper loudly at the same time. It feels amazing to have him inside of you but at the same time it’s just not enough. You need more. So you slowly push your hips against his, causing Eddie to completely pull out again. He shakes his head while a soft "Tzz" sound leaves his mouth. When you let your hips fall onto the mattress again, he pushes his tip back inside.

This whole process goes for 10 minutes before you start whining even louder and start shaking your legs like a sad toddler. "Eddie please!!" You almost scream at him because of your neediness. "Please what? What do you want from me Huh?" "Please fuck me already!! Gosh!". Eddie’s lips form into a devilish grin "What was that? I did not quite hear you Sweetheart"

You roll your eyes at him as you open your mouth, once again "I said: Fuck me al- Oh gosh!!". As you speak, you can feel how your boyfriend almost slams his whole shaft into you, making your whole body tingle and vibrate at the same time. After what felt like ages you finally got what you want. Eddie deep inside of you. Making you feel full and complete.

"So..you were saying?~"

masterlist

requests are opened!:)

a/n: HELLO I am alive! It‘s been a while since I’ve wrote something longer, I know…but thanks to everyone that waited! To my moots, my followers, everyone! FR thank you! It‘s been a really crazy year for me! I’ve met so many ST actors and I still can’t get over it! (Joe keery, Finn, Charlie, Millie, Raph and a lot more! Also it’s almost been one year since i‘ve met Joe Quinn and I miss him SM fr :( ). Anyway, I‘m trying to be more active again! See and love y‘all!

[simsjii]

Hello 👋🏻

First of all I would like to apologize that I’m using your wcif although it‘s closed. I know you have plenty of other requests and try to answer all of them. I know that it‘s a big and hard job to find each link for the requested cc

I also know that I shouldn’t be asking for anything at the moment and you might not answer my wcif due to the 20.000 other wcifs in your ask stash but I would love to try. I‘m very sorry to bother you and deeply sorry for adding another wcif to your awaited answer list.

My question is about the „room at chateau lambert“ post :

I‘m looking for everything you used for the bedding (bedframe, blankets, pillows..), the flower vase on the right side, the lamp on the bedside table (by the flowers), the bedside table, the wallpaper & the painting on the wall.

I know it’s a lot and you probably won‘t find everything but I just simply hope that you‘ll find the cc for the bed, the flowers & wallpaper… still a lot sorry. Well thank you in advance for any reply (positive or negative doesn‘t matter) and I hope you‘ll greet us with your presence soon again.

Take care! ❤️

hello <3 since this message is so cute and well written i make an excuse this time! <3 bedframe x bedsheets x pillows x & x & x vase x lamb x wallpaper x painting (also from bambi but i couldn't find a link, here is the patreon page x) nightstand x i think that's all, i will 100% open my wcif again in this year, i just have a lot of work atm and rarely have time to play or do things for myself, so in my free time i wanna play and don't answer wcif questions, i hope you all understand! <3 and thanks for your kind words, sending u love <3

[ladylamrian]

Hii 🥰

I‘m back with some questions 😍

So I was wondering if there are any Halloween traditions your MC / Li loves to celebrate. Whether it’s from their childhood or from their adulthood.

If they have any special Halloween traditions what are they? And how do they celebrate?

The Haunted House

Female Main Character: Alex

Pairing: F!MC×NikRyder (Nightbound)

Summary: Alex's first Halloween in New Orleans

Characters: F!MC, Nik Ryder, Cal Lowell, Katherine, Vera Reimonenq and more...

Word Count: 3.1K words

Rating: Teen

Warnings: none

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Author's note: Old Halloween fic rewritten. Sorry @peonierose for taking so long with your request. I find it weird posting it near spring. But your questions get answered in this fanfic regarding Halloween traditions, costumes, etc.

Poll added in the end of the fic. You don't have to read the full fanfic, just cast your vote 🎃

Comments via Reblog wholeheartly welcome

"Tomorrow is Halloween!!", Alex excitedly squeaked.

"So what?"

"So what? You're asking me this, Nik? Tomorrow is Halloween! We're in New Orleans, Nik! We should part'ay!!!! Party time, wohooo!!", Alex got excited and jumped around. But Nik immediatly stopped her by gently grabbing her by the shoulders and trying to turn her attention to him. Both were now facing eachother.

"Look, I love you. I care about you and your happiness, but please don't go outside. Not on Halloween Night.", he frowned.

"Oh, why that?"

"It's that night of the year and the only night of the year where supernatural beeings are free. Vampires, werewolves, goblins, trolls and other beeings can stroll around in the city without hiding their identity from humans. No glamour spell needed. You won't be able to identify if the person in front of you is a human in a vampire costume or even a real vampire."

"Oh, that's interesting. I didn't know. So what do you even do on Halloween? I mean, I always dressed up and went on parties with Kristin. And you're never too old for trick-or-treats, right?"

"I hate Halloween...", Nik sneered.

"I know!! I know!! Just like your Birthday, and Christmas, and..."

"No, rook!! It's not that. Sure I'm no festive guy, but Halloween means a lot work for nighthunters. Making sure nobody gets hurt, protect innocent beeings and...", he stopped, but still holding the eye contact with her. He gently took her hand in his.

"What is it, Nik?", Alex asked.

"Look, I can't tell you what you can do and what not. Just don't get in danger, rook. I would die if something happened to you. Please, I already lost so much. You're my everything now."

"I know, Nik. I'll be careful. I promise.", she moved closer towards him. Their lips almost touching as they embrace themselves without breaking their eye-contact to eachother.

"But Nik..."

"Hmm?", he softly stroked her cheek with love.

"Can we both at least dress up? Halloween couple custumes. We'll be the most hottest and scariest couple eveeeerr. I'm sorry, but Kristin spoiled me so much already, so we have to do this. We'll make everyone's mouth fall. Best couple custumes ever!!!!"

"Please nooo...", he moved back and immediately disagreed.

"We could dress up as a royal fae couple since I'm already fae royalty."

"Ehhhh..."

"Orrr superheroes? Oh yes, you'll be be Green Arrow since you own real arrows already and I'll be Black Canary then.

"Cool, cool, but definitly a NO."

"Hmmm, do want something more spooky? Oh, oh, oh, new idea!!! We'll be the hottest nighthunter couple ever!!!", she excitedly squeaked.

"Well, dressing up as a nighthunter will be definitly easy for me.", he chuckled and planted a sweet kiss on her cheek.

"So it's done? You and me as nighthunters."

"Well, actually... You can dress up if you want. Wear anything you want, you'll look stunning anyways. I personally don't want to. I'm sorry.", he apologized.

"Hmmmm, it's alright. Don't worry, Nik. I just got a bit overly excited. That's alright, you should feel comfortable and if you don't want to dress up, then that's  acceptable. You care about me and I care about you.", her lips slowly curved into a small smile.

"Thanks for understanding, rook."

The next day, in the late afternoon...

"Oooooh, someone's scared of ghosts and monsters. Be careful little children, or else they take your candy away.", a blonde guy with sunglasses laughed at the friends group which was gathered at Garrus's bar, the Graveyard Shift.

"Chance, I think it's enough now. If they don't want to celebrate Halloween then it's their decision.", his friend, Garrett wispered to him to avoid any trouble.

"Oh yeah, everyone in New Orleans loves parties and celebrations. I think they're just afraid..."

"Hey, I like parties!! Plus, I'm not afraid and neither are my friends. I mean, they even saved my life from a..."

"Rookie!", Nik interrupted Alex, who immediatly covered her mouth before she could spill out the secret about the World of Night to Chance and Garrett. It was a world full of magic, supernatural creatures and other paranormal beeings. Vampires, werewolves, witches, zombies, faes, trolls, unicorns, shapeshifters, wizards, goblins and whatsoever.

Humans shouldn't be aware of it, because that would harm the balance of both worlds, the World of Night and the World of Day in which humans live their daily and normal life and are unaware about the other side. And this is the duty of the Nighthunters, to keep both worlds safe from the evil and the World of Night among with all the supernatural beeings hidden from the human eye.

"Your friends saved you from what?", Garrett asked confused.

"Uhhhh, they... they saved me from... a spider?!!", Alex answered embarrased which made Chance laugh again.

She was annoyed at him and wanted to prove him wrong, tell him that her friends are brave, but she cannot tell him all about their dangerous adventures and missions they had. Hunting monsters, killing a bloodwraith, her fae powers, messing around with a whole werewolf pack and Lady Smoke, an assasian leader who can kill someone by touching them with only her bare palms. Even her friends didn't payed attention at Chance's words because they knew that he wasn't aware about the truth and they better let him joke around than expose everything. The World of Night has to stay hidden no matter what!!

"Whatever losers, stay at home while Garrett and I spook around the city tonight on Halloween. Our costumes are going to be the best.", Chance told them while Garrett made an apologetic look on his face.

"Chance, I'm not afraid!!", Katherine argued and balled her hands into fists while Cal and Nik agreed to her.

"Chance, Garrett, you two are tourists in this city and I was born here. Don't take it so easy, you never know..."

"Then why aren't you all joining us for Halloween night if you're not afraid of anything? Ooooh, I have a better idea. I'm challeging you all to spend one night in that haunted house at the end of this road."

"First of all, it's the warehouse where they keep the Mardi Gras floats and second point, it's not haunted. Understood, Chance?", Katherine explained.

"Of course it is."

"No."

"You're all just scared..."

"No, we're not."

"Of course, women are always scared and need a man."

"NO, I'M NOT SCARED!!! Scared isn't even in my vocabulary, Chance and I'm gonna prove it.", Katherine stood up from the bar stool and glared at the boys.

"Yeah, how dare you call us women scared?!! I'm with Katherine.", Vera called and stood up to stand next to her friend, the huntress.

"Seriously man, that was so low. I'm joining to support the girls.", Cal answered and Garrett agreed on his opinion that Chance went a little too far.

"I'm coming with you all too. How can Kristin even like you, Chance?", Alex replied.

"Guess, if you all are going then I have to come too.", Nik rolled his eyes. And with that, everyone accepted the challenge to spend one night in the warehouse of the city. The very same warehouse where the gang tried to kill their enemy and villain, Thomas.

It was in the middle of full moon night and a light fog had settled. Except of the several Mardi Gras floats and creepy carnival decorations, the house looked almost empty inside as Alex, Nik, Vera, Cal and Katherine watched the building. Chance and Garrett came along too, both dressed up as vampires. They were all dressed up for Halloween which was part of the deal Chance made. Cal had a duffel bag hanging across his shoulders which contained warm blankets, food and other important items they might need.

"Hey, we were supposed to dress up for Halloween. Where are your customes?", Alex asked the hunters and Cal.

She and Vera looked like the only ones dressed up. Alex was wearing an armour from the Fae realm which made her almost look like the warrior queen from a fantasy book about dragons, while Vera looked like a beautiful and elegante witch lady. Her black, long gloves matched with the long, black dress she was wearing, she even wore a black cape and a pointed hat with a large, round, flat rim.

"I decided to dress up as Katherine.", Katherine explained and grinned. Cal explained Chance and Garret that his werewolf costume was inside his duffle bag and that he'll wear it later.

"Only children dress up for Halloween.", Nik snorted and decided to get closer to an fallen elevator shaft.

Unpleasant memories hit Alex, she remembered how she and Nik were trying to fight Thomas and at the end, the elevator shaft crashed where Thomas was inside. At that time they thought he died, but he didn't. Alex's thoughts got interrupted as Chance began to explain some rules.

"So you'll spend the whole night in this building and won't leave it or else, you'll lose. If you lose, you're all scared and have to pay our drinks at the Graveyard Shift for a whole month."

"You want the free drinks?", Cal laughed.

"I'm not finished, man. The drinks and the girls! The girls have to hang out with us, right Garrett?"

"Uhhh, you better not..."

"Don't worry Garrett, my friends and I aren't afraid. Chance is gonna lose this bet.", Alex replied with confidence and her friends agreed to her.

"Nice.", Chance grinned and admired the dynamic.

"Hey, don't you dare to look at rookie like this?!!", Nik angrily warned him while Cal began to ball his hands into fists too.

"Woah, I wasn't looking at her. How should you know where I'm looking with the sunglasses I wear?"

"Jeeez, why are you even wearing them at night? Whatever. Now leave, we know the rules. Not leaving the mansion till sunrise.", Katherine explained. And with that, both guys dressed as vampires left the old warehouse and the gang was ready to spend the night inside it. The very same warehouse which held terrible memories for Alex.

After Chance and Garrett left, the five were busy preparing everything for their sleepover in the old building. Spreading their sleeping bags on the floor and eating the tasty food which Cal prepared for everyone.

"Hey, let's do something fun. Afterall, it's our first sleepover party together. Who wants to sing with me?", Vera suggested and turned on some music.

"🎼 Salt on your skin and stars in your eyes. You're close in the darkness and I'm all out of lies..."

"Or how about some spooky ghost stories?", Katherine suggested and turned the music off. Everyone agreed, but Alex was feeling very unsure.

"Hmmm, I don't know. You know what happened last year here and this place is scary enough already at night. It's like the Mardi Gras carnival puppets are watching us.", Alex replied.

"You scared, sweety?"

"What, Katherine? Me and scared? Naaaah, I was just saying. The sooner we sleep, the sooner we can wake up and leave this place.", she nervously laughed to cover her fear which made Nik suspicious.

"Rookie, you can go home if you're..."

"And leave you all here alone?!! No way, Nik!!! Have you seen how Chance laughed at as? Why weren't you saying something to him?"

"Sometimes sayin' nothin' is the best thing you can do, rook. Chance doesn't know about our truth and the supernatural world. I just ignored his trash talk."

"Let's not talk about Mr. Sunglasses. Who wants to hear a spooky story?", Katherine asked the gang again.

BANG!

"What was that?!"

"How should I know? Let's head upstairs and check."

"Maybe it was just the wind."

"Heeyy, who stole my sleeping bag? It was there a few minutes ago.", Cal asked everyone, but no one knew.

"I thought wolves sleep on the floor", Nik chuckled but no one was laughing at his joke. Cal let out an annoyed groan at the hunter, so Nik apologized. "Okay, sorry 'bout that. Cal, it was supposed be a tiny joke to cheer ya' up. But seriously, I swear I have no idea where your sleeping bag is. I'm no tiny child who would hide anyone's things. We're all adults, so I'm askin' everyone now... Who the hell took Cal's sleeping bag?!!"

But no one knew about the sleeping bag. Cal checked in his duffle bag more than twice now just in case if he put it back inside it, but his green sleeping bag was gone. No where to be found while everyone else sleeping bags were spread on the floor.

"No one will hate anyone, just give Cal's sleeping bag back to him and let us forget all this.", Vera suggested but still no clue about the missing item.

"First the scream and now an missing item? I say there's someone or something inside this house too. Let's all look around and find Cal's sleeping bag."

"No Katy, you stay here with the girls. Lemme and Cal check.", Nik suggested and both men went upstairs.

"Hey, I'm coming too.", Alex decided all of a sudden and quickly ran after them before Katherine and Vera could stop her.

"It's too dark. Cal, give me a flashlight!", Nik commanded him as they were wandering in the halls of the old, secluded building. A bright light appeared which lightened their way through the dark.

"Thanks, bro."

"Ummm, that wasn't me."

Surprised, they turned around and found Alex using her fae magic to create a magical light prism which floated over her palm to lighten their path.

"My fae powers are getting better every time I train them and I thought I might help you with this", she proudly explained until a female voice called from behind her.

"Don't run away like this from us, Alex!", Katherine shouted at her as she and Vera were coming from behind, running after her. Cal handed the rest of the group the flashlights from his duffle bag, now that everyone of them are gathered around.

"Hey, what're y'all doin' here?! Haven't I told you to stay downstairs? Oh wait, no one listens to me, right?!!", Nik annoyingly replied to himself and continued with the search, the group close behind him.

Almost 20 minutes have passed when the group was searching for anyone else beeing inside the building, but no sign.

"I think no is in there, we're the only ones here.", Katherine informed and suggested to go back, until a terrifying scream errupted. Vera and Alex quickly hid behind Cal who was the tallest of the group while Nik and Katherine were standing in a fighting stance and ready to face whatever it was. The scream was so load that it was hard to tell from which way it came from, but then total silence appeared.

"What was that?", Vera asked and slowly stepped out behind Cal, followed by Alex. Cal, their werewolf friend sniffed the air. "I... I smell something, guys. It smells familar and also very annoyingly", he claimed.

"So whatever that is, we're definitly not dealin' with ghosts and spirits. I say, let's split up and...", Nik wanzed to suggest until Alex interrupted.

"No Nik, splitting up is always bad, we will stick close together. Don't you watch horror movies??!"

"My life is just like a horror movie.", Katherine wispered to herself and before Nik could say anything else, Alex started searching for something.

"What're you doin'?"

"In horror movies, secret tunnels are always behind shelves and stuff. Maybe there are secret passages since we couldn't find anyone in this building. And besides, Cal could smell that there is definitly someone or something here."

"Rookie, can we not base our decisions on what does and doesn't happen in a horror mov...?"

"I found something, guys!! A secret tunnel, Alex was right!!", Vera shouted before Nik could even complete his own sentence.

After Vera was moving an old painting on the wall, a secret tunnel revealed which took everyone's breath away. Even Nik's while Alex was smugly grinning at him to show him that she was right. There are secret tunnels in this building!!! One by one, everyone climbed inside and was following the path inside the tunnel. Light was appearing at the end of the tunnel, which meant that the gang wasn't alone. Before they could reach the end, Nik suddenly stopped his friends and began to wisper.

"It might be dangerous, so I say that y'all stay here. Lemme check first what's on the other side."

"No need to play the hero, I'm coming with you, Nik. Besides, two are better than one.", Katherine argued and both hunters went deeper inside. It was time to face what lies on the other side, while Alex, Vera and Cal silently watched them go.

"I hope they'll be safe.", Alex hoped.

"Me too.", Cal replied.

"Me three.", Vera joined.

"Ahhhhh!"

After hearing a scream coming from the other side, Alex, Vera and Cal quickly rushed inside to see what's happening. When they entered, they saw Nik and Katherine punching two figures, who were wearing masks to cover their faces. One of them was holding Cal's green sleeping bag.

"You ugly bastard!! How dare ya'? No one messes up with me and my crew.", Nik shouted at one of the figures and continued with punching.

"Hey, stop!! I wanna punch too!!", Alex protested and began delivering a few more punches and even a kick which hurt the most. The masked figure let out a painful cry.

"Stop, please!! I'm sorry!! I give up and you all win. I yield!!", the masked figure answered with a familiar voice.

"That voice? It sounds familiar and somehow annoying. Wait, Chance??"

Alex guessed right, the masked figures were no other than Chance and Garrett who were trying to spook around and scare the group. Chance gave Cal his sleeping bag back after both of them unmasked their faces.

"I told you this was a bad idea, Chance. We shouldn't mess up with others. Guys, we're sorry. You won the bet!!", Garrett declared.

"Dang, these punches hurt. Weren't you all scared at all? What are you all? Agents? Super-humans? Are you working for the army or what?", Chance asked and let out a painful cry.

"That's right, don't mess up with Alex and her awesome friends!! Also, sorry for the kick.", Alex replied and gave everyone a high-five and fist-bump.

"So you two stole Cal's sleeping bag and did that load noise, huh?"

After hearing Katherine's question, Chance and Garrett exchanged uneasy glances.

"What load noise?"

BANG!

"That load noise? That wasn't us. What was that?", Chance nervously asked.

BANG!

BANG! BANG! BANG!!!

"Guess, we have another mystery to solve. Let's find out who else is here.", Nik smirked.

"I'm getting Scooby Doo vibes here.", Alex giggled and everyone accepted to dive into their new mysterious adventure while Chance and Garrett already made their escape.

"Let's get out of here, Garrett. Hurry!"

"I'm coming, Chance!"

[valyrou]

Hi! I‘m back! I’ve had A LOT of troubles recently and I’m terrible for just disappearing, tho I’m sure no one really noticed.

If anyone is curious:

Yes I do requests, just drop by in my req box and I’ll see what I can whip up for you! If I don’t respond to your request I either don’t know the fandom you requested from; or I just haven’t gotten to your request yet!

I am currently discontinuing my Match-Up requests, so sorry for anyone that waited so long to get matched!

If you have a question regarding the requests just ask away I will gladly answer to any questions you have!

Again it’s common sense that I do not write anything that falls under a literal felony (r@pe/inc€st etc.). If you want smut, I’ll gladly provide, tho please DNI or request smut if you‘re a minor.

[dustofthedailylife]

sorry if this ask came too quickly—i just saw your event post and *had* to jump in with my own request

would you be willing to do a confession letter with gorou? idk how many specifics you need or if any are required, but i’m fine with whatever the contents may be!! (could you keep it fluffy tho if it’s not too much to ask? i just rlly don’t like angst ^^)

also, congrats on having 500 followers!! i hope this number continues to grow as more users find your work cause honestly?? you deserve that since your writings are amazing!! just—mwah! *chef’s kiss*

→ Letters from the Heart // 500 Follower Celebration Event

A/N: There is no too quick in my book! I was scared no one would like to participate so your ask brought a smile to my face :3 Also aaaaah thank you sooo much for the compliment. I can't believe it still all the love I have received so far makes me feel all warm and fuzzy.

Enough rambling - Looks like someone dropped off a letter for you and told me to hand it to you. He looked a little nervous 🤫

Here - you should open it! ♥

Dear Y/N,

People often say I’m a quite straightforward person, and even you yourself have told me that you appreciate that quality of mine, however there is something I wasn’t straightforward to you about thus far.

I‘m having a hard time putting it into words for someone who regularly gives out advice to people about matters of the heart. Quite ironic, I know. My hands are actually trembling right now as I write this letter to you (I hope it’s still readable - my apologies).

Do you still remember the day when we first met? I was running away from Yae Miko and you know by now, how much she manages to get under my fur and that day was no different. 

I hid in some back alley of Inazuma city, peeking around the corner carefully from time to time, waiting until I could safely go about my day again. That’s where you came along, tapping my shoulder and asking me if I was alright. I was so startled I fell backwards into the pond behind me. I was annoyed until I saw your face, giving me an apologetic smile and reaching out your hand for me. 

Ever since that day, I can’t get that picture of you out of my head anymore, your beautiful smile and how your hair and eyes shone in the sunlight that day. I was so awestruck I almost forgot I fell into the water and was soaked to the bone. The rest of the day continued to be one of the best I have had in a long time and I sincerely believe that fate has brought us together on that day. I actually never believed in love at first sight but only until I met you.

I find it hard to concentrate at work recently, because all I can think about is you, Y/N. You’re my first thought in the morning and the last one when I fall asleep at night.

I guess, what I’m trying to say is – I have feelings for you and I can only hope you feel the same about me. I know your answer can’t be rushed, so please take all the time you need.

Patiently waiting,

Gorou

[imaslutforremusandsirius]

Its my 3rd request already? Well shit. Could you do a dom Sirius and James and sub Remus and fem reader.. Punishment. In a classroom.. For not doing their homework- And just like... Put EVERY SINGLE ONE of the kinks that you have- When did I turn into a kinky bitch😫

Why are you being bad?

Ft. James‘ and Sirius‘ big dick™️

Read the username and knew the request was gonna be good, Enjoy!! <3

Warning: 18+

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You had been busy all afternoon yesterday, planning some prefect stuff with Remus. Both of you had been so engrossed in the planning, that the potions essay had completely slipped your mind.

„Fuck they’re gonna be mad. This is the third time we forgot!“ Remus panicked.

„Shit!“ you swore „I knew that we had forgotten something!“

„I don’t want to be punished“ Remus whined „I barely healed from last time. My ass fucking hurts!“

You sat down on the bed and buried your face in your palms, silently thinking of an excuse.

„What if“ you hesitated „What if we just lie and say we did do it. And – and we say that some Slytherins attacked us from behind, vanishing the essays?“

Remus gave you a hopeful look. „You think that’ll work?“

You bit your lip. „It has to otherwise we’re fucked mate.“

Remus snorted. „Don’t call me mate, I’ve fucked you before.“

You laughed at that and took his hand in your own. „Right, lets go.“

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Remus and you were in your seats, behind Sirius and James. The two doms had been in a sour mood all morning, something about Quidditch being cancelled. Remus‘ hand was squeezing your thigh hard and your leg was bouncing a fucking mile a minute.

„What if they know?“ Remus said.

„If you keep acting like a scared bitch of course they’ll know Rem!“ You whisper-yelled.

„Shut the fuck up, your leg is about to go into cardiac arrest!“ he hissed back.

You instantly stopped bouncing your leg and instead took his hand to calm yourself down. Remus gave you a shaky smile, gripping tight.

„We’ll be fine“ you said, not believing anything you said. Remus just nodded.

„Where are your essays?“ The Professor asked and it took you both a second to realize that he was talking to you.

You chose to answer. „Um- we don’t have it Sir. There have been some difficulties.“

The moment you said that the essay wasn’t done, James turned around to give you a hard stare, jaw already clenching. Sirius let out a small chuckle and nodded to himself, before he turned slowly in his seat to glare at Remus. Your fellow sub nearly crushed your hand.

„We can explain!“ Remus blurted out towards the teacher, but his eyes were trained on Sirius as he spoke. „Could we talk after class, Sir?“ The question was actually directed to Sirius and James.

Sirius just gave him a tight smile and turned around. James didn’t though, he kept staring at you until the Professor told him to turn back to his book.

„Alright, stay after class then.“

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You told your teacher the same lie you wanted to tell your angry doms and nearly cried with relief when he said that you could hand it in the next day. The moment you two were alone in the classroom, James and Sirius came bursting through the door and threw their bags in the corner. James locked and soundproofed the room, before he stood next to Sirius, crossing his arms over his broad chest.

Sirius took a breath to calm himself and cracked his neck. It was dead silent.

“We know you lied.”

Remus nearly fainted next to you and you chewed your lip anxiously.

“We didn’t lie, Sir.” Your voice was somehow steady and you kept eye contact, shivering a little.

James lost his cool and Sirius had to hold him back from slamming you against the nearest surface. Believe it or not, Sirius was the cold and detached type during punishments, while James lost control of his rage.

“I’ll give you one last chance to tell the truth.” Sirius said, voice still calm.

This time Remus steeled himself and responded. “We didn’t lie, Sir.”

“Alright” Sirius said, a little anger laced his voice now and he turned to the other dom “James, they’re yours.”

Not needing to be told twice, James ripped his belt and tie off and barked out a “On your knees, head down.”

You two dropped to your knees and bowed your heads. James took the belt and tied it around Remus‘ hands, pulling so taunt that the boy winced. Moving towards you he bound yours with the tie and stood up.

“This isn’t gonna be a fun punishment like you’re used to.” Sirius said as he made himself comfortable on the chair, crossing his arms, legs spread wide. He had the regal confidence of a king, looking down at you nonchalantly. “We will stay here as long as it takes for you to confess.”

James took over. “Forgetting your essays after you told us that it’s already done is one thing, but to look at us and lie twice?!” James voice was getting louder with every word and you both trembled “That’s blatant disrespect. We’ve been to lentient lately.”

He took off his blazer and unbuttoned his shirt, rolling up the sleeves. He crouched infront of Remus and grabbed his chin. Remus raised his head but kept his eyes casted on James’ chest out of respect.

“I know that she can be a brat” James mused and gripped harder, bruises already forming on Remus’ chin “but you should have known better baby.”

Remus sniffled and you saw his eyes gloss over, not because James was hurting him, but because of the scolding. Remus hated being bad.

“And you” James yelled, voice hardening when it came to you, knowing he could treat you a little rougher that the werewolf “just can‘t stay out of trouble huh? Do you like making us angry?”

Heaven knows why but James’ tone irked you, sometimes punishments made you feisty. It’s not like everything was your fault. Yes it had been your idea, but you never forced Remus to play along.

For now you decided to keep your mouth shut, not wanting to make it worse for Remus, you loved him too much for that. So you took the blame. Sighing, you nodded, albeit with attitude. James noticed and took off his ring.

Slap.

Your head whipped to the side and you bit your lip from making any noise, but you couldn’t help the little hiss that escaped you.

“Lets try that again” Sirius said this time, leaning forward to rest his elbows on his knees. You glared at him from under your lashes, forcing out a “Yes. I understand.”

Slap.

You bit your lip harder and James noticed and slapped you for the third time. You heard Remus‘ distressed sounds and reigned yourself in. Bowing your head you let out a meek, “Yes, Daddy.”

“Yes Daddy, what?” James sneered.

“Yes Daddy, I understand that it is my fault and I will take my punishment like a good girl.”

“Atta girl” Sirius laughed “Stop trying to play tough.”

The biting undertone made you want to get up and slap them back, but you just clenched your jaw and swallowed your anger.

James stood before you two with his legs spread and hands behind his back. He was oozing dominance and the powerful stance turned you on and scared you at the same time. Remus was affected as well, not daring to move a single inch.

„We have decided to let you do the work“ James grinned menacingly „Skirt off and bend over the desk.“

You stood and flipped your skirt up, struggling a little with your bound wrists.

„God, can you do anything right?“ James groaned and flipped the skirt up, pinching your skin. He couldn’t help it, you just made him lose his mind.

As James was taking off your restrains Sirius took something out of his pocket. You felt him press the toy on your clit and whined a little, pushing back against him.

„Stay still greedy girl“ Sirius muttered and pressed the toy inside of your wet cunt, pushing it in so deep that it pressed against your sweet spot.

Your hands were free and you stood up straight again, gasping when the vibrator turned on. You knees buckled and you had to steady yourself on the desk behind you.

The two doms watched you, biting their lips, veins in their arms flexing as the balled their fists. Sirius and James just wanted to fuck you so bad, but they had a point to make.

„Look at her“ Sirius teased „can‘t even hold herself up.“

James chuckled, licking his lips as he watched you throw your head back and moan loudly.

„Well she is a slut Pads, m‘not surprised.“

You looked at them again, wincing when the vibrations got worse and your legs trembled.

„Don‘t you dare come little girl“ James warned „you‘re already in enough trouble. C‘mon get up, time to pay attention to Remus.“

„Yes, Daddy“ you whimpered, voice breaking.

„Up, boy“ Sirius commanded and Remus scrambled up, head still bowed. He quickly unbuttoned Remus‘ pants and pulled them down, forcing him to bend over the teachers desk by his neck and held him there.

„We have a little game for you.“ Sirius drawled. „Our darling girl is going to punish you with the belt Remmy.“

Remus whimpered softly as Sirius dragged his palms across his sore ass, the skin still red from another punishment. „Hush, I‘m not done. Your Daddy is going to put your favorite vibrator in your tight litte hole.“

Remus was panting now, the way Sirius was whispering in his ear made him leak precum on the table. „If your cum, she doesn‘t get to.“ James finished, giving you a mocking smile when you gaped at them.

„But Remus can‘t hold back for shit-“

James had your head bend backwards in a flash, your neck cracking with the sudden movement as you were forced to look up at the ceiling.

„I‘m done with your fucking games“ James roared at you and your eyes glossed over because of the painful tilt of your head.

„Daddy-“ Remus tried but Sirius spanked him hard.

„I‘m sorry! I‘m sorry! Please, I‘ll be good“ you wailed as James bit down hard on your shoulder, sharp canines drawing little pearls of blood.

„If I hear one more complaint out of your whore mouth we won‘t touch you for an entire month. You won‘t get our attention at all. Do. You. Understand?“

„Yes!“ you sobbed „Yes! Please don‘t!“

He let you go and you knelt down in front of the dom, leaning your head against his thigh as you cried for forgiveness.

„I didn‘t m-mean to“ you hiccuped and James stroked you head lightly. „Prove that you‘re a good girl and your daddies will forgive you.“

Yes, you would prove it. You would make them proud. That was all the motivation you needed and you got up, wiping you tears as you made your way over to Remus. Taking his face in your hands you gave him a slow kiss, whispering a secret „I‘m sorry“ and bend him over the table again.

Remus grit his teeth when he felt the first punishing slap of Sirius‘ belt on his already sore ass. He wasn‘t weak by all means, he is a goddamn werewolf, it was the pleasure he was worried about. See, Remus had a thing for pain.

Both of your vibrators came to life at the same time and you let out simultaneous moans. You nearly dropped the belt and your knees buckled, Remus forhead banged against the table as he groaned from the back of his throat.

„Keep going“ Sirius commanded, the doms watching you closely.

You started to spank Remus again, the other boy was a whimpering mess, sweat dripping down his back.

„Ah please“ he begged, legs clenching to hold his release „please, enough!“

„Five more Rem“ you pleaded „please hold it, five more then you‘re done!“ Youe own voice cracked with the threat of an upcoming orgasm, the vibrations so strong you felt them on your clit.

„I can‘t!“ Remus cried, words garbled. „Ah- no!“

The belt had directly hit his swollen balls from behind and Remus came hard, his cum coating the teachers desk.

„Fuck“ you whined when James arm wrapped around you waist and pulled you back to his chest. His other hand slid inside of your clenching hole and pulled out the toy, taking away your privilege to cum.

„Please“ You were a mess, dripping tears and shaky legs.

James directed you to sit on Sirius lap, the latter cooed and kissed your tears away.

„Hush baby, you know Daddy hates crying. I‘m gonna give you a choice now“ Sirius said, a dangerous glint in his pretty eyes.

„Either we punish Remmy again and you get to cum“ you heard the boy plead in the background, not able to handle another punishment „or we don��t and you won‘t get cummies. What will it be baby?“

The doms knew that they weren‘t being fair. They were far to agitated to play nice, angry because of the cancelled game and your disobedience. They wanted to be merciless.

Through the fog of your despair you glanced back to make sure Remus was alright. Seeing him all bruised and teary made your heart ache. Fuck, you thought, fuck you Remus Lupin. Fuck you and your cute face.

You decide to not cum and spare him.

„Don‘t punish him“ you said with a heavy heart „I won‘t cum.“

Sirius gave you a pleased smile and kissed you hard. James dragged Remus with him, sitting down and made Remus kneel on the ground at his feet.

„Good choice puppy“ Sirius said, stroking your cheekbones with his thumbs „only good girls put others needs before their own.“

Youwere confused as you stared at your dom. „Daddy?“

„Cum whenever you like“ Sirius said and you felt him push inside of you with a hard thrust.

You gasped, holding onto his shoulders as he pushed up inside of your hot pussy, groaning at the feeling of being so deep inside of you.

„You gonna tell Daddy the truth now?“ Sirius pressed, wanting to hear you confess.

„I‘m sorry Daddy!“ Your voice was high pitched and it was difficult to breathe with the force behind his thrusts.

„Try again“ Sirius moaned, pushing you down to meet his thrusts and you shrieked when his cock hit your sweet spot brutally.

„We lied!“ you wailed „We‘re sorry please!“

They had been torturing your body and mind the entire afternoon and you just wanted to cum. You just wanted to sink into the haze of your release.

„Good girl“, Sirius growled before his hand came down to stroke your clit swiftly. Your mouth fell open in a silent scream as you screwed your eyes shut, cumming hard around him. Sirius‘ balls tightened at the sight and he came inside of you, teeth biting over the same spot as James did.

„God puppy“ Sirius praised, his voice trembling „take my cum fuck yes-“

You heard James let out a shout and saw him cum in Remus‘ mouth, forcing him down so deep that you couldn‘t make out his face from the side.

„Swallow or m‘not lettin‘ you up boy.“

Remus‘ choked as he swallowed eagerly, pulling away to show James his empty mouth. James gave his cheek light taps as he murmured a „Good bitch“

Grabbing him under his arms James pulled Remus up, cuddling him against his chest. You sat there for a while, enjoying the manly smell of your doms and their hands tracing your bodies.

„What have you learned?“ James voice still had an edge to it, but it wasn‘t as aggressive anymore.

„We won‘t lie again.“ Remus and you said in unison.

„And?“ Sirius pressed.

„We will tell you when we can‘t finish our essays on time.“ You said, hiding your face in his soft neck.

„We forgive you.“ James said now, reaching over to coax your face out of its hiding. „You did good.“

James‘ praises were always comforting because the dom was a lot harder to impress that Sirius. His voice was completely relaxed now and you saw Remus already fast asleep on his chest.

Maybe lying wasn‘t the best idea after all.

[buglaur]

Hiiii!! Do you have any tips on how to stay interested in a legacy/gameplay? I want to be as invested in my own gameplay as I am in yours😂 You just make everything look so fun and you inspire me so much❤️

aww omg!! thank you sm for being invested in my legacy 🥺🥺🥺 it genuinely makes me so happy when you say that. i‘m going to put it under a cut because i wrote a lot and long posts on my dash bug me lol. i hope this helps!

what i think makes me motivated to play the legacy is that i’m honestly so attached to the characters. i love gael and theo with my whole heart. but to make it interesting and each time a new experience, i use the random parameters generator. 

with that you can try things that you usually wouldn’t do. for example with gael i rolled the fighter parameter, so every week he had to beat someone up 😭😭 i never would’ve tried doing something like that in game before and it was actually really entertaining to watch him make so many enemies.

i really didn’t think i was going to be able to continue the legacy past gen 1, because i always end up not being very attached to my first heir compared to my founder, but with the legacy parameters i was able to sort of build up a persona for theo. 

when i get the parameters i always tend to build a story in my head. this legacy could easily have been a sim story with the amount of planning i do lol. i already know the entire way i want gen 2 to play out, and i find it so fun to play the game according to the way i have it in my head. 

you might already have all of these but some mods that i recommend to add loads to the game are:

education overhaul: complete game changer for me. makes school for kids and teens waayyy better by adding so much. 

wonderful whims (or wicked whims): for the attractiveness system mostly.

first impressions: adds sentiments when sims are introduced to each other. super helpful for building narratives around sims friendships. also has some cute moodlets.

simda dating: a dating app! love it a lot

woohoo wellness: very good pregnancy overhaul

basemental: if you’re into that kind of stuff i guess lol

another thing keeping me motivated is all the continued support! i’m so lucky to have such amazing people engaging with my posts 😭😭 i love answering the replies i get, and it really makes me smile when others like my characters as much as i do. 

i know its kind of common for people to say ‘only post what you want to post!’ but i really think that does apply. posting sim requests continuously got me pretty burnt out of creating sims, but i love the legacy so i didn’t get burnt out at all.

sorry i wrote a lot and i tend to ramble, so i might not have even properly answered your question 😭😭 but i really hope that helps! if anything, i genuinely think that your sims are some of the most breathtaking on this site, and no matter what you post everyone’s gonna love it.

also! i will get around to answering your other ask soon, i want to think abt all the oc asks thoroughly before answering them lol

[dontyouworrydaddy]

Hey hun!! I was wondering if we could get more split personality Ghost/Simon Riley's x reader because you absolutely slay at writing that and I think it's an interesting concept to explore. (Don't feel obligated to answer this request or rush to anything this is just a little idea) anyways love ya boo. I hope you have an amazing day sending lots of love your way 💗💗💗

Lєт мє ℓσνє уσυ αηуωαу

Simon "Ghost" Riley x gn! reader

summary: Simon never puts on his mask when he is at home with you. But as you enter your shared apartment, you’re greeted with Ghost instead of Simon.

warning: angst, fluff

-> I‘m sorry this took me so long :/ I‘m back now tho! Took a break for my mental health and I‘m better now :))🫶🏻🫶🏻 <-

I literally love you so much, you have no idea. I‘m gonna attack you with online hugs so beware and DONT REJECT MY HUGS (and kisses xoxo). 💗💖💕💞💞💘💖

I also think the Simon/Ghost concept is interesting. Like Simon could be the CUTEST boyfriend and person in general but as soon as he puts on his mask he is COLD. Like you have never met such a cold person. He probably never wears his mask at home and when he does, he probably feels overwhelmed and feels like he needs protection from Ghost instead of his significant other. Poor baby :( Wish I could hug him ☹️☹️

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"Siiiii, I‘m home!" you say loudly as you let your bag fall from your shoulder. Finally, another day done. Today was a pretty tough day at work. The clients were all rude and you were constantly stressed. And now, all you need is your Simon to hug you tightly and do nothing.

But instead of Simon greeting you, you were greeted by Ghost. And this can only mean one thing: Simon needs protection from Ghost again. The sight of seeing him with the mask in your shared home broke your heart. It makes you wonder why he needs the protection of Ghost. He has you. In those cases, you’re the one protecting him. It’s you he always goes to when he isn’t feeling well. Not Ghost.

"What happened?" you asked calmly as you make your way towards him. He doesn’t reply which breaks your heart any further. "Love, please talk to me…"

"There is nothing to talk. Go to sleep." he coldly replies, causing you to take a few steps back. But he and you both now you don’t give up that easily.

"Sim-" you get interrupted by Simon, but this time his voice is so harsh and suddenly everything crashes inside you. "Ghost! Ghost is standing in front of you! Not Simon" he snaps.

You don’t know why but you can feel tears building in the corner of your eyes. You’re not emotional usually. But everything build up inside you. Firstly, today you got yelled by your boss because he thought it was you doing something wrong even though it wasn’t you. Then it was just you doing your job and everyones else’s. Then it was the customers being absolute jerk towards to you. And you aren’t doing well either. But still you’re standing and there for everyone else. And you’re also just a human.

You decided to just leave him alone and go take a shower and then cry silently, so he doesn’t hear you and see how much it affected you.

"You know Ghost. If you just open your eyes, you‘d see how beautiful life can be sometimes. And maybe you‘d see how much you’re hurting me." you say and leave him standing alone in the living room.

~

As you sit in the shower you let yourself have 5 minutes to cry.

Life has been very tough lately and you can’t find a way to escape this hellhole. There are so many things you want to see and so many things you want to explore. But sometimes you feel like just giving up. But you know giving up isn’t an option because you know you can’t leave Simon alone. This man would feel guilty and fall into endless pain. But not only him, also you want to reach your goal. You have so many goals for your life and you can’t just give up on them.

As you let the final tears fall down your wet face, you take a deep breath before you step out of the shower and get ready for bed.

Maybe you shouldn’t talk to Simon Ghost today. You know how it will end. It will always end up with him taking a walk outside and you crying in your bed.

As you slide into your sheets and try to not think about anything right now, you hear the door opening and closing immediately after. Not so long after you feel Simon‘s bedside sink and you don’t know if you should turn to look at him.

"I‘m sorry baby" this time Simon says. When ghost talks to you, he always calls you by your name, not your pet name. Not even your nickname.

You don’t respond and just lay there. Soon enough you can feel Simons arms around your body and his touch is sending chills down your spine. His touch is so calming and so magical, you sometimes don’t know how he can do that.

"I scared Ghost off" yup it’s definitely your Simon talking to you right now. "I wanna lay here with my girl and talk about her day" he adds.

And after saying that, you just couldn’t resist. You turned to face him and move closer to him, wrapping your arms around his broad shoulders. Your broken heart starts to heal because whenever your in his arms, you feel like Simon scares off your problems. His arms make you feels safe and protected. He makes you forget about your problems.

His one hand rests at the back of your head and he leaves kisses on your forehead. "You’re home now. Rest baby. We can talk tomorrow,hm?" he suggests with a sweet and caring voice and you just nod.

With that, you fall asleep in your Simons arms. Maybe Ghost let him get out and be with you. But you don’t care right now. You‘ll care tomorrow. Right now, there are no problems and there is just you and him. Nothing and no one else.

Just you and Simon.

[kindadepressedlol]

Can I request class 1-A finding out Todoroki has a S/O but they don’t go UA? But he wants to keep it more low key because he know how rambunctious his class can be. The class ends up find out when she’s leaving his dorm room with him and he didn’t realize they were back so soon? IDK lmao

1A Finding out About Todoroki’s gn!s/o

I love this sm, thank you anon :)) sry it took a lil while, i feel like shit lol, but here you go! also, I know they use 24 hour time in Japan, but I live in the US so I just put what I‘m used to

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“Shoto stop!” You exclaim, giggling like a little girl as the boy on top of you tickled your stomach.

”Not until I get my kisses, love” Todorki smiles, still tickling you.

”Okay, okay! You can have your kisses, just let me breath.” His movements finally come to a stop, giving you the chance to take a greatly needed breath. You look forward to see Shoto sitting in front of you expectantly. You roll your eyes, but nonetheless lean in and press your lips to his.

You two stay like that for a while, giving each other soft kisses and cuddling. Then you remember you have to be home soon. You grab your phone and check the time.

3:47pm

“Shit.” You mumble. Todoroki frowns and sits up next to you,

”Is something wrong?”

“My parents said I have to be home by 4,” You turn to your boyfriend, “and that’s in 15 minutes.”

You flop down on the bed with a huff, not wanting to leave just yet. Shoto senses this and puts his hand on top of your’s,

“It’s okay, love, we can see each other again soon. It’s only Saturday, so I could come to your house tomorrow if you would like.”

You smile up at him and nod.

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You thought almost everyone was out for the day, doing their own things, and you could slip in and out of the dorms. But as you stand by the elevators with dozens of eyes on you, you realize that isn’t the case.

“Yooo Todoroki, who’s this ya got here?” Kaminari breaks the silence, running up to the two of you.

You want to say something, but hold back. This isn’t your place to decide if you tell your boyfriends friends about you. Instead, you just look up to Todoroki silently telling him that it’s his choice on what he wants to tell them.

”This is (y/n),” You wave awkwardly, “my s/o.”

After that there are a few different reactions. Some of them just nodded and moved on, some ‘awwed’, some of them gave him a look that said ‘good job man’, and then there was Kaminari and Mineta.

“WHAT!?!” They both yelled, gaping at you both.

”I knew you would get an s/o, you‘ve got all the things people like!” Mineta crys, sulking in corner.

”Yeah man, why didn’t you tell us?” Denki asks, but before either of you could answer Momo scolds him,

”Because it’s not any of our business Kaminari, it’s up to them what they want to share.”

You watch everything play out with an amused smile on your face. Though he didn’t show it, you could tell Todoroki was doing the same.

Momo walks up to you and bows, apologizing for the classes previous actions. You waves your hands,

”It’s okay, really. No need for apologies.”

She nods and holds her hand out, which you shake happily.

”I’m Momo, it‘s very nice to meet you.”

”I’m (y/n), but i guess you already knew that. I would love to stay, but my parents want me home soon. It was nice meeting you though, all of you.” You look at the group of people that formed behind Momo.

You’re met with a jumble of ‘bye’s and ‘nice to meet you to’s as you walk towards the exit, your boyfriend following close behind.

Once you get outside and a little ways away from the dorm building, Todoroki turns to you,

”Sorry that was very hectic, but I’m glad that it went okay.”

You smile softly, “Me too, and I don’t care if it was hectic or not, I’m glad to meet the people that seem to make you so happy.”

A slight pink dusts the boy‘s cheeks, as he nods.

You say your goodbyes and give him once last peck on the lips before heading home. Not long after, your phone rings,

”(y/n), you were supposed to be home 15 minutes ago!” You hear your mom through the phone.

”Sorry Ma, I got a little held up, but I promise I’ll be home soon.”

She sighs through the phone, “Alright, but your lucky I like that boyfriend of yours, or else you would be on dish duty for the next week.”