#and i just went to the bathroom and heard them all playing the board game we were all gonna play and. no one told me

[victim9d]

hm.

[amsznn]

can you do dad matt and chris's different reactions to their daughter getting her first period while her mom wasn't home 😭😂 (i also really love your writing your amazing 💗🫂)

GROWING UP - c. and m. sturniolo

chris:

chris’ afternoon had been going smoothly. he lightly plopped onto the living room couch, ready to relax for the next couple of hours.

you had left to work on some brand deals with your team, leaving him to tend with your two daughters.

luckily for him your youngest had dance practice so he would only have to pick her up in a couple of hours. And your eldest was in her room, finishing up her homework.

everything had been normal when she came home. she greeted chris as per usual and rambled on about her day, which chris always listened intently to. then she finished the snack chris had prepared for her before she came home. Finally she thanked her dad and went to her room.

so imagine chris’ confusion as to when he heard blood curdling screams coming from his daughter’s room.

mid movie, chris jumped up and ran upstairs. of course he didnt want to barge in so he hurriedly knocked.

“honey? you okay?” he asked with worry. he could hear the light sobs of your daughter through the door and swung it open.

“dad, can you call mom?” your daughter asked through broken sobs. chris of course whipped out his phone and without a thought dialed your number.

as he approached further he could see the light patch of blood on the girls bed and put two and two together.

chris was still trying to find the right words to comfort his daughter and unfortunately you weren’t answering.

“hey, theres no need to cry, here.” chris said has he jumbled up the sheets and placed them in the laundry basket.

“your mom told you all about this before right?” he asked as she nodded. “so why dont you go clean up and ill get of some ice cream?” your daughter wiped away her tears and smiled.

chris gave her a light peck on the head and went to go wash the sheets.

in the end your daughter calmed down with the help of your husband (and ice cream), and you were in for a story when you came back home.

matt:

matt’s experience was similar to chris’, except his daughter was way more calm about it.

it was just a regular weekend afternoon and you had gone to brunch with your friends, leaving matt and your daughter at the house.

matt and your daughter had decided to spend some time together. playing board games, eating food they baked, and watching some movies.

it was on their second movie when your daughter had gotten up to use the bathroom. matt had taken this opportunity to send you a few texts since your daughter had a strict ‘no phones when watching movies’ rules. he stopped texting when he heard a faint

“daaad..”

“yes..?” he answered a bit confused. but he got up anyways and made his way towards the bathroom

“do you know where mom keeps the pads?” his daughter asked and honestly, it took him a minute to process what was happening. of course he didnt want to freak her out even more.

“uh- yeah, theyre in the bin on the rack.” he said with a cough, dialing your number in the process. lets just say, you were speeding home to give your daughter some emotional support.

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a/n: sorry for any requests that havent been submitted, im gonna go through all them pretty soon once i have the time!

[gyubeom]

Same Bed

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Pairing: Best friend!Soobin x Reader (f)

Genre: smut, fluff

Warnings: Reader is a female, having sex while other people are present, somnophilia, slight degradation, use of pet name baby and babe, squirting, creampie, nipple play

a/n: Hi guys back with another fic, hope ya’ll enjoy! Btw this is a non requested fic!

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You were on your way to Yeonjun’s house for the sleepover he invited you to. You were excited to go since your crush, Soobin was going to be there. You arrived at Yeonjun’s house and rang the doorbell. Somebody answered the door “Oh hi Y/n you’re early” Yeonjun said. “Come in let’s wait for the others” he said while opening the door wider. When you entered you saw Soobin and Beomgyu sitting on the couch. You exchanged your hi’s as you put down your bags. You sat down on the couch and waited for the others while catching up with the ones who arrived.

When Taehyun and Huening Kai arrived you started the sleepover. Yeonjun suggests you guys order something to eat, you all agreed on pizza. While waiting for the food to arrive you played some board games. After a while the pizza arrived and you decided to watch a movie. Before watching the movie you decided to go to the bathroom, “Im going to the bathroom before the movie starts” you said. “Oh ok hurry up” Yeonjun says, you hurriedly went to the bathroom.

When you got back, all of the seats were taken except for the seat next to Soobin. Your cheeks were turning red as you sat down. “What should we watch?” Taehyun asked “I was thinking the new horror movie that came out” Beomgyu said. You all agreed on the horror movie and began watching it. During the movie you hid in Soobin’s chest with his arm over your shoulder pulling you in. You were too scared to care if you were so close to him.

Finally when the movie ended, it was 2:00 am by then. Since it was late and you guys were tired you all decided to sleep. “Wait Y/n and Soobin” Yeonjun called out “Is it ok if you guys share a room? I only have 4 bedrooms”. Your blood rushed to your face at the thought of you sharing a room with Soobin. “Yeah it’s fine” Soobin agreed “Yeah sure it’s fine” I agreed as well.

Later that night you just finished doing your night routine. You changed into the pajamas you packed and got comfy on the bed. Soobin was still in the bathroom, though you felt too sleepy to wait for him so you drifted to sleep.

Soobin got back from the bathroom to see you sleeping. He smiled at your sleeping face. He climbed in the bed and lifted the blanket only to see what you were wearing. You were wearing a tank top and booty shorts that hiked up from you tossing around on the bed.

Soobin felt himself get hard at the sight. He stared at you for a bit before lifting your tank top teasingly revealing your breasts. He groaned and started to play with your nipples. While he was doing so, you were squirming and letting out small moans. He then took one of your nipples and started sucking them which made you let out a small whine.

You then slowly woke up to him harshly sucking on your nipples which made you pull on his hair. Soobin then stopped and looked at you in shock. “Omg Y/n do you want me to stop- Im sorry” he said in panic “No no its fine, continue Soobin” thats all it took for him to start removing your top and shorts.

“Y/n you’re so wet” he said while spreading your legs open. You let out a moan on his remark “Hey you have to be quiet, the others might hear you” Soobin warned you. You didn’t want to stay quiet, damn you don’t even care if the others heard you. You were snapped out of your thoughts with Soobin roughly rubbing your clit. You let out a loud moan at the sensation.

Soobin then started to lick your entrance before sliding in his tongue. You bit your lip to prevent the moan from leaving your mouth. He started to roughly pump two fingers in your hole making you squirm. When he added a third finger, you felt your self reaching your high. “Soo-Soobin Im gonna cum” you said in between moans. “Yeah? Cum on my fingers then” after a few more pumps you released all over his fingers.

He pulled out his fingers and started to suck on them licking all of your juices. He then started to undress himself and throw his clothes on the floor. He then sat on the edge of the bed and ushered you to stand up. He then led you to sit on his lap. You felt his hard dick on your inner thigh which made you moan.

“I wanna see you ride my dick tonight” Soobin said, you nodded your head and aligned yourself to him. Once you sunk in you both let out a groan, you started grinding and bouncing up and down on his cock in a steady pace. You kept your head sunk in the crook of his neck and your hands gripping on his broad shoulders.

“Fuck you feel so good Y/n” Soobin said “Mhm-yeah?” You said trying to control your moans. You felt Soobin’s hand snake down to play with your swollen nipples. You let out a moan as you continued to ride him. He then reached down your cunt and rubbed fast circles on your clit. You felt your high coming again making you clench down on his cock.

“Fu-fuck Y/n if you keep clenching like that Im gonna cum” Soobin said grunting. Without a warning he spilled out his load on you filling you up with warm white liquid. This made you cum again for the second time. You were both panting still coming from your high. That was until you were pushed back down onto the bed.

Soobin hovered over you and whispered “You think you can handle one more baby”. You were at shock at the pet name he used causing butterflies to erupt in your stomach. You nodded as he lifted your hips up and put your legs on his shoulders. Suddenly he bottomed out in you without a warning which cause you to scream since you were also overstimulated. Your scream was probably heard considering your loud moans earlier.

Soobin was going on an inhuman speed making you and the bed shake. You could hear the faint noises of the headboard hitting the wall behind it. Soobin reached down and started playing with your clit making you moan. He then trailed a finger down leading to your entrance where his dick was and slipping a two fingers in it.

“Soobin!” you screamed loudly, “what don’t you like this Y/n? Wearing such revealing sleepwear when you know you’re going to sleep with me?” he said while roughly pumping the two fingers the same pace as his dick. You whined in response, not being able to form a proper sentence at the delicious stretch.

Not long after you can feel a foreign sensation creep up as Soobin increased his speed. Soobin then used his free hand to rub your clit which made you moan loudly followed by a whimper. You suddenly felt yourself release something new which made you scream Soobin’s name loudly.

“Fuck baby are you squirting?” Soobin said while cumming inside of you. He pulled out in a hurry and rubbed your clit which made you release more and helped you ride your high. Your juices splashing on the sheets and on Soobin’s abs. Once you stopped squirting, Soobin pulled out. You felt his cum leaking out of you.

You were too fucked out to move so you closed your eyes for a while. You heard Soobin get up and picked up your clothes. Then you heard him run a bath and get a towel to clean the both of you. “Y/n we need to shower before we go to bed, we’re sticky” Soobin said while lightly tapping you.

You nodded sleepily as he carried you to the bathroom and put you in the tub. You were half awake when he started massaging your shampoo into your scalp which made you sigh from relaxation. He started scrubbing your body and rinsing the soap suds off. He dried you with a soft towel and layed you down on your shared bed.

He hopped on the bed and pulled you close to his chest. He took a peek of your face to find you snoring lightly with your mouth slightly opened. He chuckled and kissed your forehead then whispered in your ear “I love you Y/n”. He saw you smile in your sleep, shortly after he drifted away to sleep.

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a/n: Hi guys! i hoped you liked it! I’ll be releasing more fics soon, thank you for reading!

[onim5]

A Stormy Night

Portgas D. Ace x Reader

I hope you enjoy it, if you don't. Then that's you're problem.

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"Please onim5, give me some company. I don't wanna be alone while it's storming." You begged as you sat at the empty dinner table. Outside poured the rain in the pitch black night, and thunder echoed through the island. "I even accept a little bug to keep me company. Just please."

'Knock, knock.' You stared at the door. 'Knock, knock.' Was heard again. "I was just joking, I don't even know who onim5 is." You mumbled as you went up to the door. Looking out the peephole you saw a dark silhouette that seemed drenched. Knock, knock.' Echoed again. And before opening you begged again. Please don't be a murderer.

"Yes?" You whispered as you opened the door. "Excuse me, I know how late it is, but it's storming and I ain't very fond of getting wet. Could I perhaps come in?" The man asked. "Hmm, sure. Just take off your shoes and leave them at the door." You answered opening the door up s little more for the man. "Thank you."

You made your way to the light switch, and when it was finally on you got a much better look at your surprise guest. Oh, onim5 what have you sent me? You thought as you glared at the man's shirtless torso. Oh, he looked so fine in all his wet glory, oh right he's drenched. "I see if I have some spare clothes, you can take a shower in that room." You said while pointing at a door. "Thanks, but I be fine. Names Ace by the way." He introduced as he walked to the room you had said.

"Y/n." You answered as you glared at the tattoo on his back. Oh shit. When you heard the shower starting you got a towel for him. And then went to the kitchen. "He has manners and seems to be a real gentleman, which means he won't hurt me." You reassured as you cooked.

Ace held the towel. And then just placed it in the corner using his fire to dry it up instead. He dried his clothes, hat, and bag too. When he opens the bathroom door his nose immediately catches the scent of food. His stomach grumbled and he made his way to the kitchen. "I heard that. Give me some more time and I can make more." You said to Ace's delight.

"Can I help out with anything?" Ace asked. "You can always set the table." Due to the lack of drawers, Ace figured out on his own where the cutlery where. But the plates. "Where do you keep the plates?" He asked. "Above me." You answered as you cut the vegetables. Ace walked up next to you, and he was too damn close and still shirtless!

You're cheeks heated up as he reached for two plates. You have a partner's close view of them. "I thought you said you be fine about clothes," I asked. "I am, they are completely dry, so don't worry," Ace answered. "Um, do you not have a shirt?" You asked believing that be the best way to approach the topic. "Nope," Ace answered casually.

"Please Ace I feel uncomfortable with a shirtless man in my home." And horny. "Yeah I know, but don't you have anything else?" Ace asked as he held up the hoodie. "Not in your size." You answered. "Ugh, fine. Because you're showing such hospitality, why do you have this in such a big size anyway?" Ace asked as he put it on. "It was the only cat hoodie left, I needed it."

You thought the Whitebeard pirate would be annoyed for the rest of his stay, but he quickly got happy when you two sat down for dinner. And then it happened. Ace fell head first into the plate, unconscious. Was he dead? Had you poisoned him? And then you felt a weird relief wash over you as a snore filled the room.

What an interesting dinner. "From the looks of it, this storm won't stop until tomorrow at least. And I don't have a guest room or a couch. " You said mostly to yourself. "Don't worry I just sleep on the floor," Ace said as he stretched a little. "But I'm gonna feel bad." You whined. "Really?" Ace asked. "Yes, let's play a board game." You suggested to change the subject. "Wut?"

37 games later.

"He's asleep." You said out loud as you watched the man sleep on your bed. "Meh, future me's problem." You comment lying down next to him. When Ace's eyes adjusted to the light he found you on his chest sleeping and one of your legs in between his legs. Small flames flicker out of embarrassment. Ace stops them and starts blushing madly. Out of pure reaction, he tries to hide his face under his hat, but instead of his cool hat, he drags the cat hood down. Which just made him blush more. Is this how it is to have a lover?

[overtrred28]

Stargirl | matildas x original character fic [part seven]

Words; 3.4k

Pairings; matildas team x astrid taylor (OC)

Warnings; swearing

A/N; she's a long one but hopefully it keeps ya entertained till i finish the next one. x

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The time had finally come and the 'Sweden Squad', as they started calling themselves, were headed to the airport, flying off to Spain together for the next Matildas camp.

"Can this girl hurry up please? The flight is going to leave without her." Charli looked between the bathrooms and the gate where the line of people was getting shorter. The three older girls heard loud footsteps running towards them and saw Astrid running with a bag falling off her shoulder.

"I'M HERE. I'm here!" Astrid panted as she reached the girls. Charli simply shook her head and began walking towards the line, Kyra laughing as she handed her boarding pass to her. Courtney patted Astrid on the back as they walked together.

On the flight Courtney and Kyra sat next to each other, Charli and Astrid sitting behind them, enjoying their time together as it had been awhile. Although they were in the same country, being at two clubs hours away from each other proved difficult to organise hang outs. That's why they loved national camp so much, spending days together and playing together rather than apart. They also loved being able to see all their other teammates, Astrid excited to see Cortnee again since moving away, missing her constant presence in her life.

The flight landed and they made their way through the Spanish airport, finding the car that was waiting for them outside to take them to the team hotel. Normally the team would hang out together once they were all there but these guys were some of the last to arrive and because it was so late they went straight to bed.

Astrid was rooming with Mackenzie this time, having to be quiet as she moved about getting ready for bed because she was already asleep. As soon as her head hit the pillow she was dead asleep, exhausted from her day of travel and their match the day before.

The next morning Macca's alarm went off and startled Astrid awake, grateful she had set one because she forgot.

"Oh shit, when'd you get here?" Mackenzie was startled when she saw Astrid in her bed.

"Last night." Astrid yawned while sitting up. "Tried not to disturb ya, you looked quite peaceful." She rubbed her eyes before looking at the other girl.

"Thanks. Um breakfast is in like 30 minutes by the way, I wanted as much sleep as I could." She mumbled while getting out of her bed.

"Cool." Astrid sent her a thumbs up. She got up and began to rummage through her bag for her training clothes while Mackenzie was in the bathroom, sitting back on her bed, scrolling through her phone while she waited.

"All yours." Mackenzie opened the bathroom door and Astrid nodded. She got changed, pulled her hair back into a low bun and began her skincare routine. If there was one this Astrid was going to do, it was her skincare. It may be a long process but it worked and her skin looked great so it was worth it.

"Okay, let's go." Astrid announced as she left the bathroom, throwing her pyjamas onto her suitcase.

"About time, the hell were you doing in there." Mackenzie looked at Astrid while putting her shoes on and grabbing the rest of her training gear, Astrid did the same.

"This isn't all natural, it takes time to be this beautiful." Astrid held a hand under her chin and smiled, the other girl just scoffed and pushed her towards the door.

The team ate breakfast together, catching up after a few months apart. A lot of the senior players were on a break, missing normal starters like Sam, Caitlin, Steph, Hayley, Alanna and Mary. And Ellie missing with her ACL injury from a few weeks ago, it was a very different looking team. But this also meant a chance for younger players to come in and experience camp for the first time, and giving opportunity to those with little playing time.

Training was full on, especially with the game being tomorrow and a lot of the players just joining yesterday or the day before. Normally there's a few days before the game to train together but with club seasons in full swing they didn't have that opportunity. So they had to take what they could get.

After a good warm up and stretch they moved into mini matches against one another. This was the time for Astrid to show the coaches how hard she had been working at her new club.

She had been put in the left forward position, her favourite one, and her side was doing so well. She was battling Charli, the defender trying to steal the ball back off her but Astrid had fast feet and a hunger to sink as many goals as she could.

She paused with the ball under her, Charli mirrored her, waiting for her next move. She faked a left, Charli moving that way and Astrid scooted around her on the right, running small strides with the ball. She shot it behind her to Kyra, Astrid running closer to the box as Kyra shot the ball to Astrid and although was about to be swarmed she knew the striker could get past them. The ball landed on her feet, and she stared at the bottom right corner of the goal, Teagan in goal watching her.

Astrid lifted her right leg, striking the ball hard, Teagan jumped to her left ready to block it, but Astrid had twisted her body, angling it to the left instead, Teagan groaning as Astrid and her team shouted in achievement. Astrid shot a fist in the air, turning to go hug Kyra, those in her team around her patting her on the back. The coaches watched on the sides, looking at each other before nodding in admiration at the young players' improvement since last camp.

Astrid's team had won the mini match 2-1, Cortnee equalised with the other team but Mini scored them a goal from distance and brought them ahead.

The day ended after recovery, dinner and an early night before the game tomorrow, all players wanting a decent night's rest before their tough opponent.

Everyone was in focus mode the next morning at breakfast, still having their normal chats but the energy was different to non match days. Astrid had a good feeling about her own skills for this game but was still unsure how it would pan out altogether. The bus ride was quiet as always, everyone playing their own pre match music and mentally preparing for the game ahead.

They arrived at the stadium and got off the bus, heading directly for the change rooms. Astrid spotted her jersey, 'Taylor' above her number. Although her official number was 31, she had begun donning the number 3 during matches and she felt good with it. They did a warm up on the pitch, getting a feel for the grass and noted the mass of Spanish fans in the stands. It intimidated Astrid for sure, having never played an away game for the Matildas before, but she did spot some green and gold scarves and shirts filtered through the crowd.

Astrid's pre-match ritual didn't consist of much but she always re-did her hair, tied her boots, the right foot first, and put her jersey on last, making sure to smooth it out before moving into the pre-match huddle.

"First of all, deep breath. Shoulders out, chest up." Tony began, looking around at the team. "We're ready for this, alright? Send some message about what you're about and what this team is about, and it starts there. 'Cause if you add up all the individual actions, as a team, we will perform well." Everyone nodded at his words. "You got this, let's go." Everyone clapped and cheered, bringing the energy for the match.

The starting line up stayed back in the room as the subs walked out, Astrid making sure to give Charli and Cortnee a big hug as she left them in the line, wishing them good luck. Astrid wasn't a part of the starting line up just yet but Tony wanted her to come on for at most 30 minutes towards the end of the game.

The first half was tough for the Australian side, many good shots at goal but couldn't seem to get it in. Their defence was strong though and Tegan was blocking shots strongly, denying the Spanish right up until that 43rd minute where Bonmatí managed to shoot one in. Going into halftime it was 1-0 to Spain and where the Matildas could have felt defeated, fight and power only grew in them to keep going and at least equalise.

At the 66th minute Astrid was finally running into the pitch, subbing for Larissa Crummer in the left forward position, Amy Sayer coming on for Tameka just behind her in the left midfield spot. By then Spain were already up 4-0 and Astrid was ready to put them on that score board.

For the past few minutes Australia had gained possession of the ball, Astrid trying for a goal twice but Paños and their defenders were good, stopping her shots before they could sink in. Astrid was getting frustrated, turning that anger into fuel and she was faster than ever when her boots touched that ball again. She weaved in and out of the Spanish defence, keeping the ball tight within her feet.

There were too many of them in the box ready to deny her, so she moved back with it. Her teammates were calling out for a pass further up and over the field where they had more space but she couldn't hear them. Her adrenaline was pumping, blocking out everything but her, the ball and the goal, So she kept running. She neared the penalty line, looking at the goal, trying to find space. She knew she was further than where she normally struck but she had to go for it, Batlle and Paredes closing in on her.

She stepped with her left foot, swinging her trusty right foot with all the power she had. The ball flew, literally, straight through the players, everyone watching as it went for the net. Paños saw it coming, preparing to jump and stop it. She went the right way but left just too early, the ball skimming by her right arm and into the net.

"LETS FUCKING GO!" Astrid shook her fist as she screamed and ran around the field, heading for her teammates who were also screaming. She jumped onto Charli, everyone else piling on top of them, patting her on the back and head.

GOOAALL for Australia by number 3 Astrid Taylor, bringing the score 4-1 to Spain. Shot from distance this time, normally she sneaks them in from the box but with limited space she went for it and a point on the board for the Matildas.

As they parted Astrid could hear Tony cheering her on from the sidelines, bringing a smile to her face as she walked back to her spot.

The game ended and Spain had beaten them 7-1, the only Aus goal coming from Astrid, all of the later shots blocked by their defenders and goalkeeper again.

The final whistle blew and the Spanish crowd went wild, the players celebrating together before going to shake hands with the Matildas. Astrid was politely shaking hands with the Spanish players, muttering 'good game' as they went past.

After shaking hands with most players, Astrid joined the huddle, slotting in the empty space between Mackenzie and Charli.

"The one thing I want to remind everyone about in here is we came here for a reason." Tony looked around at his team. "We came here to learn something and taking experience from it, alright? So, yes, we might have lost the game but we win in experience. And even if we win one player to be a better depth and roster going into the World Cup '23." He pointed around at the team. "It was worth it. Even though it feels really painful right now for every single one of you, I promise you it was worth it." The team tried to look positive to his words but their heads hung low.

"Good job everyone. That's it." The huddle parted and everyone looked defeated at how the game panned out, walking around the pitch to one another. Astrid just went to stand by herself on the pitch, looking around at the stadium and the crowd filtering out.

"Good game. That was a great goal, very impressive." Astrid had her head down when the voice spoke, lifting her head to meet the person's eyes.

"Thank...you." She immediately was starstruck when she saw the person in front of her. Ona Batlle was reaching her hand out to shake Astrids. Astrid tried not to let her jaw go slack and embarrass herself in front of the well-known player, bringing her hand up to shake Ona's.

"I've seen you over the internet, you may be young but you're very good." Ona placed her hands on her hips after they let go, Astrid doing the same to hide the shaking in her own.

"Oh wow, thank you so much." Astrid let out quickly.

"I think you'll be a very famous player, so I would love it if I could be the first to have your shirt." Ona nodded at the young girl who was speechless. "Only if you want?" She added when Astrid didn't respond.

"Yeah, yeah of course." Astrid snapped out of it and nodded, reaching to the hem of her shirt. The players removed their own jerseys and quickly exchanged, putting the opposite team colours on. As they pulled their heads through they noticed a camera man gesturing at them to stand together for a photo.

Ona wrapped her arm over Astrid's shoulder and pulled her close, smiles plastering both of their faces as he took the pictures, both holding a thumbs up pose. The players noticed their teams slowly disappearing down opposite tunnels, nodding at each other before Astrid walked over to where Charli was waiting for her.

"What the hell? You are wearing THE Ona Batlle's jersey right now. How are you not freaking out?!" Charli spoke from beside Astrid as they walked down the tunnel, the last Aussies to make their way in.

"I didn't dream that did I? Pinch me." Astrid held out her arm; Charli slapped her. "I said pinch not slap. My god." She rubbed her arm where she had hit her, giving the older girl a stare.

"What did she say to you?" Charli asked as she sat at her bench in the changing room to take her cleats off.

"She was impressed by my goal. And she said that I'll be famous one day so she wanted to be the first to have my jersey." Astrid smiled at the memory, everyone in the room listening in.

"Wow." Charli looked up at her. "I'm sure that boosted your ego even more." Charli teased and Astrid looked down at her.

"Shut up, you're just jealous aren't you?" Astrid pushed her shoulder and walked over to her own spot, shaking her head at Charli who scoffed in response.

After they all showered, the team finally left the stadium, piling onto a quiet bus to get back to the hotel. After having their team dinner, they all headed off to bed early, Mackenzie and Astrid heading into their shared room after bidding goodnight to the rest of the team.

The goalkeeper had noticed how quiet the young player was since they got back to the hotel, very unusual to her normal behaviour on camps, especially when with her friends. This was the first time they had roomed together so she wasn't sure if this was how she was normally before bed or something else was going on.

Mackenzie had just finished in the bathroom, walking out to see Astrid sitting on the edge of her own bed, staring into space and biting her nails.

"You alright?" Macca asked.

"Hmm?" Astrid hummed, still looking lost in thought.

"Are you alright? You're very quiet." She sat down on her bed, facing into Astrid's bed.

"Yeah. Sorry." Astrid removed her finger from her mouth, turning to face Mackenzie.

"Something on your mind?" She could tell she was thinking about something deeply, Astrid only shrugged in response. "Are you thinking about today?" Astrid tensed up at the mention of today's match. After a second of contemplation Astrid spoke.

"I should've gotten those other shots in, I always do." Astrid shook her head at herself, disappointed she couldn't help the team more.

"They had a good defence and Paños is a very good goalkeeper. It just didn't go our way today." Mackenzie tried to console the striker

"It's all my fault we lost." Astrid shook her head, Mackenzie got up and sat next to her.

"Look at me." Astrid's head lifted. "It's not your fault at all. It's not all up to you, just like it's not all up to Sam when she's in the front. When we play, we play as a team."

"I should've been better." She bit her lip, maintaining eye contact with her.

"You're already the best you've ever been. I mean come on, you've been on three times and scored a goal each time. Every game you play at your clubs you score at least once. That's literally fucking magic. And lets not forget that distance shot you fired and actually got in, I've never seen you take it from that far." Mackenzie shook Astrid's shoulders before pulling her in close, both letting out soft laughs.

"Thank you." Astrid pulled the taller girl in for a hug.

"Always." Mackenzie mumbled, holding the young girl in her arms. She couldn't believe she was beating herself up over it so much, she was already achieving so much at such a young age and the whole team was so proud and marvelled at her skills. They both eventually went to sleep, preparing to head to Portugal tomorrow for the next friendly after recovery.

Two days later and the game against Portugal was in full swing. Although Portugal might have had more possession, taking a few shots at goal, Lydia and the defenders were not letting them through. Half-time and they were 0-0 which was a lot more positive than where they were at the last game.

"You're killing it out there Char." Astrid patted the defender on the back, handing her a water and a sweat towel before she made her way down the tunnel, thanking Astrid as she went by.

The second half had begun and Princess Ibini had gone on for Remy in the left forward position, Astrid going on a few minutes later as the right forward in replace of Emily Gielnik.

Portugal still had strong possession of the ball and it was at 65 minutes when Charli got a yellow card within seconds of a tackle (that she didn't cause). Astrid watched her begin to argue as they gathered to line up for Portugal's free kick.

"How was it on me?" Charli argued with the ref and before anything else progressed Astrid quickly pulled her away after hearing Lydia call for her to move.

"Charli. Forget about it." Astrid led her to the line, not wanting her to get into more trouble, Charli still visibly confused and upset, as were the rest of her teammates. They ran and slotted in, creating a defensive line. The free kick went straight out and the game continued.

The ball had travelled to Gorry who sent it long for Larrissa, Astrid running fast up the right side, keeping an eye on it. She quickly sent the ball Astrid's way, receiving it but she was way too far out for the shot. She spotted Princess close to the goal, sending it long across to the pitch and she caught it sliding into the goal, the ball going in with her.

Astrid ran straight to the 22 year old who had just scored her first international goal, the rest of the team high fiving her as they ran back to position. Charli and Astrid gave her a hug before returning to their positions, proud of the striker.

10 minutes later and Portugal had equalised, making the score 1-1 at the end of the game and the Matildas coming away happier than their last game. That night they not only celebrated a better result, but also Lydia's 100 caps as a Matildas goalkeeper. Safe to say the camp ended on a high for all players. 

To be continued....

[secretswiftymarvelfan]

The Legend Of Zelda - Jake Jensen x Reader

Summary: Jake just hasn't been the same after returning from Bolivia

Word Count: 3.1k

Warnings: Heavy Angst, Lighter moments but HEAVY ANGST! PTSD! Mention of active combat situations!

Dividers by @firefly-graphics​

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Jake woke with a start, his heart hammering in his chest as he blinked and tried to work out where he was. Sweat clung to his body and the air felt heavy, just like in Bolivia. He blindly reached out for his glasses, breathing out a sigh of relief when his vision cleared and he realised he was back home. 

Glancing over at his alarm clock he saw it was 5 am. Four hours of sleep since he last woke, it wasn’t a record but it had been worse. Rubbing his hands tiredly down his face he then looked over at you to see you peacefully asleep next to him. 

He watched you for a few minutes just appreciating that he was back here with you. It was only a few months ago that he thought he’d never see you again, and you thought he was dead. Those few months were the worst in his entire life and while he hoped you would move on and find happiness, he swore he never would.

Glancing back at the time he decided there was no point trying to go back to sleep now.  So he carefully climbed out of bed careful not to wake you. The first thing he did was quietly creep over to the window, quickly peaking out and surveying the street to see if there was anything out of place. He then checked that it was still locked before moving towards the bathroom.

As he stepped inside the ensuite he noticed that the shower curtain was drawn closed. Jake felt a tightness in his chest as he watched silently for a second, his fist clenched as he quickly drew it open breathing out a sigh of relief when he saw nothing. He quickly shook his head trying to rid himself of this nervous energy that followed him ever since he got home before jumping in the shower.

Once he was done he quietly got dressed and made his way into the kitchen to make himself a coffee. However, he froze as soon as he spotted a glass on the draining board that wasn’t there when he went to bed. 

His chest felt tight again as his mind ran wild trying to work out why it was there. He instantly began checking that every door and window was still locked. He even checked the bedroom window again, accidentally waking you up in the process.

“Hey, what are you doing up?” You murmur, your speech slightly slurred as you woke, eyes half open.

“Oh sorry I thought I heard something outside, must have been a racoon or something” Jake lies flashing you a quick smile.

“Oh okay” you mutter dropping your head back on your pillow.

Jake swallows nervously as he scratches the back of his neck “Hey you didn’t get up for a glass of water at all did you?”

You let out a yawn pulling the covers up closer to your head “Yeah woke up at three or something and was thirsty” you mumble falling back asleep.

Jake breathes out a sigh of relief before mentally kicking himself. Why did his mind keep going back to the worst-case scenario instead of just thinking logically?

“Thought so” he whispers as he carefully walks over and presses a kiss to the top of your head.

Once he was satisfied that you were fast asleep he quietly made his way back out of the bedroom to finally make himself that coffee. He made himself some toast at the same time before sitting down at the kitchen island and eating in silence. 

He considered going and playing some video games but he couldn’t bring himself to. He hated playing any game that involved fighting. He tried to play some Call of Duty a week or so after he got home but after his character got blown up he turned it off and had to sit in silence for the next couple of hours until his breathing and heart rate returned to normal. He stuck to calmer, less violent games now like Minecraft and Mario Kart. But neither of them held his interest for long so many of his games and consoles just collected dust now.

So instead he just slowly sipped on his coffee as he watched the sunrise through the kitchen window. It was weird, before Bolivia, Jake hated silence, he was always the one to break it. But now he craved the silent moments, the moments when he could just fade away for a moment. It was easier to notice something was wrong in silence, he could hear people approaching. He couldn’t do that when it was noisy, but his friends and you expected him to still be what he used to be, so he kept up that act when he wasn’t alone.

He hadn’t realised how much time had passed and that his coffee was now stone cold until you wrapped your arms around his shoulders, hugging him from behind. The action made him flinch, he had zoned out too much to hear you approach.

“Sorry didn’t mean to make you jump” you murmured as you pressed a kiss to his shoulder “How long have you been up?” 

“Not long” Jake lies standing up from his seat “Want a cup of coffee?” He asks stepping away from you.

“Oh um yeah thank you” you mutter.

Jake looks back over his shoulder at you noticing the furrow of your brows and how you worried over your lower lip. It instantly made him flash one of his trademark boyish grins and make his way over to you.

“Should I make it extra strong? We were up pretty late last night” he grins grabbing your hips and pulling you closer “Or do you want another round first” he adds wiggling his eyebrows.

The smile returns to your lips as you wrap your arms around his shoulders and go up onto your tiptoes to press a kiss to his lips “As much as I’d like to, I have too much to do ahead of the 4th of July party next week and I’m gonna need to be able to walk” you smirk.

“Fine” Jake playfully sighs, adding a pout to fully play the part “So a large breakfast is what I’m hearing so you have the energy for round 4 later tonight” he then smirks.

“It's like you read my mind” you grin.

Jake smiles leaning down to press a kiss to your forehead before stepping away one more to start cooking breakfast. As soon as his back was to you he let the smile slip and took a deep breath hoping you didn’t see through his facade. Fake it until you make it right?

It was a week later and both you and Jake were at the Fourth of July party. Jake stood with his hands buried in his pockets with the rest of the losers watching as you cooed over baby pooch.

A small smile tugs at his lips as he watches you with the baby, you were a natural mom and he knew you would be amazing when you actually became a mom. A month after coming home Jake proposed to you, all that time away had taught him that he couldn’t bare not having a life with you. He also thought it might help get rid of the strange feeling he had ever since he got home but it only got worse. Now he was more worried about something happening to you, he wouldn’t forgive himself if something did happen to you or any future children you may have.

“Oi Jensen you paying attention” Clay hollers pulling Jake from his train of thought.

“Nah he was getting all broody watching Y/N” Pooch smirks as he takes a sip of his beer. 

Aisha smirks over at Jake elbowing him in the side “Thinking of making one of those are ya Jensen?”

Jakes coughs and stutters as he tries to form an answer because yes he was but he was also so terrified about the possibilities of what could happen he didn’t want to risk it.

“I um-i’m going to get a refill” he coughs slipping away towards the drinks cooler.

Thankfully the talk of babies and marriage was done for the day which allowed Jake to relax once more. When it was time for the fireworks you and him found a spot near the back, you tucking yourself into his side.

Jake smiled softly as he looked down at you, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. You tilted your head back, reaching up to bring his lips down to yours. Just as your lips met, the first firework went off making Jake flinch. You must have been caught by surprise too as you chuckled your hand running down his chest as you turned your attention back to the display.

As the display went on Jake thought that he wouldn’t flinch at every bang but he did. He tried to get himself under control but he just couldn’t if anything it was getting worse. He could feel sweat dripping down his back and collecting on his brow and it wasn’t because of the summer heat. He felt himself growing restless as the display went on praying each firework was the last. When it finally did end Jake made a quick exit saying he needed to take a leak just to have a few quiet moments to himself.

That night Jake tossed and turned all night, when he did finally fall asleep he wished he hadn’t. He’d suffered with nightmares ever since getting home from Bolivia and they had slowly been getting worse. This one was the worst of them all as he dreamt of Max kidnapping both you and his unborn child and holding you at gunpoint. Jake was completely powerless, he had no weapons, no back up and he didn’t have the tech Max was demanding. He woke with a loud shout just as Max shot you.

Jake’s chest was heaving but he couldn’t take a single breath. He couldn’t breathe, the walls were closing in on him and the room was spinning. His ears were ringing making his head hurt.

“Hey, hey, hey it's okay” he heard you, your voice muffled by the ringing in his ears.

His vision cleared enough for him to see that you had climbed into his lap, straddling his hips, cupping his cheeks. Your worried gaze darted over his face as you gently ran your thumbs over his cheeks.

He moved suddenly wrapping his arms around you and pulling you closer, burying his head in your chest. A sob broke free as relief courses through his body, you were okay, you were alive. You in turn wrapped your arms around him and held him close,  whispering comforting words as he broke down. 

When his sobs finally began to recede you cupped his cheeks once more and begin to wipe away his tears. 

“Wanna talk about it?” You ask softly.

Jake lets out a shuddering breath trying to get his thoughts in order and bring himself to actually say what he saw but ended up shaking his head “I- I don’t think I can” he chokes out.

You nod your head “Okay, that’s okay” you say softly wiping away more of his tears before wrapping your arms around him and holding him close.

You continue to hold him until he began to feel more normal. Until that fight or flight instinct faded away and all that was left was a level of exhaustion that he was used to now.

“I’m sorry if I scared you” he muttered quietly. 

“It’s okay, I’m just worried about you that’s all you haven’t been yourself recently,” you say resting your hand on his chest where his heart was still thundering only now it was because he realised he hadn’t been hiding it as well as he thought “you were acting strange at the party, jumping at the fireworks, you barely play any of your games anymore you’re just… you’re just not you” 

Jake let out a long sigh looking down unable to look you in the eye and see the disappointment “I’m sorry” he whispered.

“Hey it's okay, I just want to help that’s all, I love you Jake and I want you to be happy” you say gently getting him to look back up.

“I am happy I-I promise,” Jake says resting his hand over yours “I just…” he starts before taking a deep breath “I’m just scared, Max is still out there and I wouldn’t forgive myself if he got to you or any children we might have in the future” he admits.

“Okay, thank you for telling me that,” you say softly “and I know I know nothing about your world but I know you’ll keep us safe, that you and the rest of the losers will eventually track him down” you reassure him “but what about the fireworks and your games?”

Jake shrugs “I dunno I didn’t expect them to startle me as much as they did but I just felt myself beginning to panic and it's the same whenever I play my games, well most of them anyway” he explains.

Your brows furrow for a moment as you study him, Jake could practically see the cogs turning in your head before a look of realisation crossed your face.

“I think you might have PTSD” you mutter.

Jake instantly shake his head at the idea, what had happened in Bolivia was bad but it wasn’t like active combat or being caught by a road bomb. 

“I might be wrong but I think it might be a good idea to talk to a professional about it, even if it's not PTSD they’ll know how to help with what’s going on up here,” you say lightly tapping his temple.

Jake let out a long tired sigh but nodded his head “Okay, I’ll book myself in with a therapist in the morning I promise” he says.

A smile tugs at your lips “Thank you, and if you ever have a nightmare again and I’ve not woken up, wake me up” you tell him, he instantly goes to argue but you shut him down “Wake me up, let me help” you repeat only dropping it once he agreed.

“Thank you sweetheart, I’m sorry I didn’t tell you about it sooner” he sighs.

“It's okay, I understand it would have been difficult but I’m here to help now so you don’t have to deal with this on my own” you tell him.

A smile tugs at Jake’s lips as he leans in to kiss you softly. He then shifted the both of you so you were lying down again. Jake held you close and it wasn’t long until he fell back asleep feeling much more peaceful than he did before.

A few weeks later Jake had gone to a few therapy sessions and even though he didn’t believe it to begin with, he was diagnosed with PTSD. He struggled to believe it to begin with but after talking things through with his therapist more things made sense. 

It was still early days and he had a long road ahead to fully learn to live with it but just understanding what was happening was helping. You had been incredibly supportive too which Jake was so grateful for, he was already feeling more normal.

Today you told him that you had a surprise for him, you wouldn’t tell him a single thing as you drove over an hour to get to your destination. When you finally arrived Jake looked out the window and saw the sign ‘Pets4Vets’

“What is this?” He asks with a frown.

“You’ll see now c’mon we don’t wanna be late” you smile getting out of the car.

Jake follows your lead, your hand taking his as you led him into the building. You only stepped away to quickly talk to the receptionist who then led you and Jake down the corridor to another room which had a couple of couches and lots of pet supplies.

“What’s going on? What is this place?” Jake asks.

You bit your lower lip to hold back your smile “Okay fine, this is a therapy dog centre, they provide emotional support dogs to veterans suffering with PTSD, when you got your diagnosis I got in contact with them and they managed to find a dog that fits perfectly” you explain ���this meeting is to see if you click”

Jake was speechless his mouth opening and closing as he tried to form words. He didn’t even get the chance as the door opened and a woman with a black labrador walked in. The labrador instantly wiggled its way over to Jake making him laugh as he gave the dog all the attention it wanted.

“Well you guys are already hitting it off, this is Zelda” the woman says introducing Zelda to Jake.

Jake laughed “No shit, I love that game” he chuckles as Zelda sits down in front of him and starts licking his face.

“Match made in heaven” you smile as you grab a tennis ball and pass it to Jake.

Zelda’s eyes light up when she spots the ball, Jake’s smile widening as he wiggled it in front of her before throwing it. Zelda instantly spins and runs after the ball.

For the next 20 minutes Jake played with Zelda, loving every second of it “So how does this work?” He asks the trainer.

“Well our dogs are trained to be the perfect companions, they can detect when their partner is becoming distressed and help calm them down. They provide physical comfort and some dogs like Zelda are also trained to help reassure their partner that their house is secure and they’re safe” the trainer explains.

“Wow that’s amazing,” Jake says as he scratches Zelda behind the ear.

“Yeah and since you guys have really hit it off we can go ahead and organise a home visit and if that goes well  Zelda can be with you guys by the end of the week” the trainer smiles. 

“Thank you, we can’t thank you enough” you smile as you stroke Zelda’s head.

“It's what we do, I’ll leave you guys to hang out a little longer call if you need anything” the trainer smiles before leaving the room.

Jake smiles as he continues to play and get to know Zelda. He absolutely loved her already and all of a sudden he realised he felt like his old self again. That weight that was on his chest was gone. 

His smile was wide and he turn to look at you, leaned in a kiss you deeply “Thank you so much for this, I love you so much” 

You smile softly back at him kissing him once more “I love you too”

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Novemetober 2023 - Day 12: Group Sickfic

@monthofsick, Prompt-List

Summary: Lucy and her friends get sick during a sleepover, probably ate something bad (Ao3-Link)

INCLUDES: very detailed descriptions of vomiting, child sickie, original characters,

         “Lucy, Elena, Chiara! Time for dinner”, her friend's mom called from downstairs.

         Lucy was not able to finish her plate and pushed the remaining sticks of broccoli around on her plate, even though she did not mind the vegetable usually. They were soon allowed to get up and were told that it was okay to stay up for longer tonight, but they should still brush their teeth.

         Without any intention to follow the instruction right away, she followed her friends and trodded back to Chiara's room - they were staying the night at her house - and flopped back onto the pillows around the board game they had been playing, but somehow neither of them really felt like picking the pieces up again. A few yawns made themselves heard, and their young host hesitantly asked about actually getting ready for bed. Lucy nodded readily, her body felt heavy and tired - the other girl agreed as well.

         It was a little crowded in the bathroom with the three of them quietly brushing their teeth. When she crouched down to slip into her pajamas, her head suddenly felt dizzy. “Kiki...?”

         Chiara rinsed her mouth and emptied the glass of water back into the sink before turning her head. “Hm?"

         “I feel kind of... bad", she admitted with one hand on the radiator to steady herself, but she liked the way the heat flowed into her hand as well.

         The other two girls looked at her with question marks on their faces. “Are you sick?”, Elena worried. “I’ll tell mom", Chiara suggested.

         “Noo... If my mom finds out, I'll have to go home.” Tears welled up in her eyes, while she complained. “I wanna finish the game tomorrow.”

         “Me too. Did you bring your sheepie?” Before she could respond to Elena's thoughtful question, the other, more energetic girl had already gone running to get it from her backpack. The large plushie was pushed into Lucy arms and her tears slowly receded as she calmed down.

         She went straight to bed and distantly followed how the other two got another blanket and a couple more pillows from somewhere else in the house. The large bed in Chiara's room had enough space for the three of them to snuggle in together and whisper briefly about the comic they had read earlier. They giggled briefly, when one accidentally kicked the other while turning around, but the room quickly turned quiet once they were all tucked in.

         Lucy had been mindlessly staring into the darkness for a while when she realized that she must have woken up. She winced, suddenly feeling hot all over. Her small fingers gripped into sheepie's wool and held it tightly, while she curled up on her side on reflex. Having the plushie nearby helped her not to be afraid all alone in the dark room, there was no way she would have lost it in her sleep.

         Still, with every tug on her stomach she could not help but sob quietly every once in a while. A stabbing pain slowly built up within her, it frightened her more than the darkness could. She should tell a grown-up, she thought - she knew which of the rooms Chiara's parents slept in, but she worried about whether she was allowed to walk through the house without permission. A weird, wet, grating sound from inside of her made the pain move, she twitched, sweat broke out across her skin. It was scary, what should she-

         “Lucy? Are you awake?” Elena's suddenly voice came from her right. She spoke hesitantly, but Lucy was just glad to have someone with her. The mattress shifted underneath her as her friend sat up. “I felt you move. Are you... alright?”

         “Mhrrh”, she whimpered, “I feel bad.”

         “Oh”, silence briefly filled the room. “I think I'm sick too.”

         Lucy did not get how she could say that so calmly, when it felt like the bad feeling inside of her had taken on a life of its own. Pressing sheepie against her tummy did not help, a shudder crawled up her back when she heard it gurgle even through all the cloth.

         The back of her mouth was numb, each slow-moving breath seemed to fill her airways for several seconds like steam from a cup of tea - and it even tasted a little like one. When she remembered that she had to answer, the other girl had already summoned a magic spark on her palm. Its light softly spread through their corner of the room.

         “...you're white like a ghost!”, she sounded genuinely scared for a moment. Lucy heard her move, maybe she sat up. “Ki-... Kiki, wake up.” The otherwise so mindful girl seemed to be in a hurry. Lucy had slept in the middle and could somewhat feel how she reached across her to shake Chiara. “Maybe, can you call your mom? Come, wake up.”

         She did not like the way the blanket and the sweaty shirt rubbed across her skin - it made her feel fragile and wet. Something turned inside of her, she instinctively stretched her head backward when a sharp burp travelled up her throat. She gulped, it came out like a quiet, croaky hiccup but made every hair on her skin stand up.

         “Lucy?” There was a hand on her shoulder. She managed to open her eyes, Elena was holding onto her. “Lucy! Let's- let's go get them ourselves.”

         Wedging an arm underneath herself, she got up on her knees with her help. Compared to the usual silence during bedtime, every ruffling of the blanket was loud and unnerving and every turn of her stomach, wet and painful, seemed to deepen the frown on Elena's face next to her.

         “But I feel really... Elly, please... I'm scared...” She tried to stand up, but her entire body was strained stiff. Her head seemed to spin, her mouth hung open, “H-help”, she stuttered, before suddenly feeling a pressure rush up through her chest to her head. Her breath shook. Her eyes dropped from Elena down towards the mattress.

         That weird taste returned to flood her mouth and nose. She tried to lift her head, but it reflexively bent down again when a sour mass of... something... forcefully bubbled up over her tongue. She had no choice but to abruptly let it pour out where she cowered. She briefly thought that Chiara would be angry with her, but the thought was quickly replaced by tears and shivers.

         She coughed and cried and spewed out another wave of vomit immediately after. The beige mix of liquid and solid splattered noisily onto the previous puddle and made her shudder when she felt it soak into pajama pants at her knees. The fuzzy fabric quickly felt sticky, and each terrified movement made it spread a little further.

         Whether she wanted to or not, she recognized little bits and pieces from their dinner in the mushy mess. No matter how mushy they looked once they were on the bedsheet in front of her, they hurt like spiky pebbles while travelling up through her. Dull, slimy, pink-brown chunks of sausage, which she had not chewed well, slid around next to the more angular carrot chippings, whose bright orange was uncomfortably easy to spot in the blend of colors. She almost wished her friend had not created the light hovering next to them; the unwelcome sight made her head spin.

         “Lu, what is-”, Elena hiccupped as well, her hand on her shoulder tightening slightly. She looked shocked, head muddled just as much as Lucy's, trying to say something, covering her mouth with one hand. She could briefly be heard crying, not moving from her side, until she doubled over and threw up as well.

         They had eaten the same, but weirdly enough the stream splashing onto the fabric had a lighter color. The sight did not help Lucy's stomach at all. She shuddered and retched, each time sending another dribble of bubbly liquid across her tongue, which she could only spit out with clenched jaws. It did not make much of a difference for her anymore, she felt sore and sticky all over. Half her pajamas were covered in stains, and she felt the slimy liquid soak against her legs.

         They both cried, Elena trying to wrap the blanket around them, Lucy's hands clinging to her sheep plushie. It had surely gotten dirty at some point, but she did not have the will to check until the exhaustion allowed her to ignore the pain and dirt and doze off.

         Although Chiara tossed and turned in her sleep, while her body was tormenting her, she slept through most of the night. The sun still had not risen yet, when she awoke with a gasp hot and trembling. She only knew that she had to get to the toilet quickly.

         She pushed herself, her hand slid over something wet. Confused, she paused for a moment and noticed that her entire back felt wet and cold - and smelly. She turned around. A little magic light remained hovering beside the bed, flickering with its last rays, but what it made her see was terrifying.

         Her stomach dropped, she slid out of the bed and hobbled out of her room, clutching her stomach and yelling for her parents through the searing pain in her middle. She made it to their room, and her dad barely managed to get a good look at her before hurriedly emptying a drawer and holding it under her chin. It was promptly filled with a layer of sick. He stroked her back, while more and more came out. Hands clenched into fists, she sobbed and tried to talk between heaves about how sick she felt and how he needed to help her friends - please.

[kesaluliloveyou]

🃏 - if you and your f/o were to be snowed in for several days with no power, what would you two do to keep away boredom?

Ohh, this was just such a cute prompt that I couldn’t resist. Being a proud Canadian, I’ve actually lived through the situation of being without power following a huge snowstorm. It’s not normally all that much fun, being honest, but drawing on some of those situations and then imagining them with one of my fictional others, Tsuzuru in this case, was a lot of fun!

We’ve heard the upcoming storm was going to be a real doozy, so we went out early in the morning to stock up on storm supplies – chips and snacks, fixings for sandwiches, lots of bottled water. By the time we’re heading home, the snow has already started to fall. The drive home takes a lot longer than normal because once it starts to fall, the snow falls hard. By the time we get home, it’s reaching white-out conditions. We get everything inside and it’s all okay. The power’s still on and we get to enjoy the rest of the afternoon and the evening. We get chores done, work on hobbies, enjoy each other’s company.

The power goes out while we’re both sleeping and it’s not even something we notice until the morning. Tsuzuru sleeps more soundly and he sleeps a little longer than me. When he wakes up, it’s to find me trying to assemble and light a fire in the wood stove because the house is definitely freezing. Bundling up, between the two of us, we manage to get the fire going. Because it’s harder to heat an entire house with just a wood fire, we start the hard work – shutting off rooms that we don’t need to be in. We decide we’ll end up camping in the open area of the living room and kitchen, and we leave the bathroom open, but we shut and block off all other areas. When that’s finally done, I fill a pot with water and put it on top of the big wood stove. It’s starting to warm up and we’re both desperate for coffee. Tsuzuru makes us instant oatmeal with some of the heated up water and we sit down together for breakfast, looking outside the living room window and talking about how high the snow is out there. It’s insane to think that much fell, but we also talk about how it’s actually kind of beautiful, like something out of a traditional painting, a Christmas card, or some picture perfect holiday movie.

We keep each other entertained through the couple of days that the power is off. We talk a lot. There’s always some new point of discussion for me and Tsuzuru – books, movies, politics, religion, podcasts, our hopes and dreams, things friends are doing or going through, his next play, favourite architecture, what we’d do if we won the lottery, vacations we’d like to take, etc.

We raid the board game cabinet in the living room. Many hours are killed with card or board games. I beat his ass over and over again in Sorry, while he wins every round of rummy because he’s just that lucky and talented at it. I always have extra diamond dots and craft stuff around, so we might raid that.

One of the biggest ways we pass the time is story-telling. We tell each other stories, trying to top each other, but at some point, we start collaborating on a story. We build characters and a world. We’ll go without talking about it for hours, doing other things. Then something will come to one of us about the story and we’ll mention it to the other, getting into a heated discussion and long story-telling session. By the time we’ve finished the power-outage, there’s a real solid hook for a play or novel there that we agree we’ll have to work to finish.

Of course, there’s also long cuddle session wrapped in all kinds of blankets and lots of sex.

[themonaproject]

Update!!! I repeat, this is not a drill..

Okay so... last night? yeah, last night. So remember I told you I had a crush? Yes, the Chinese boy. BOIIIIII last night was a doosey lmfaoooooooo i cant stop laughing i swear.

Okay so... timeline from when i met him up until last night

I happened to meet him in the lab that I have classes in here at the school. Two girls in my class were having a issue where they had bought something online and...it just so happened that it went to the collection place on the other side of the campus instead of to the one right outside our dorm. They had told one of our teachers about this, so she, the teacher, went to one of her students on the other side of campus and brought him, the boy, to show them where to go where the collection placed was concerned. Anyhow, when the teacher and him came to the lab, the girls had stepped out to the bathroom so the teacher told us to introduce ourselves to the boy and yadda yadda yadda so i, obviously taking an interest in him, started talking to him and asking him questions and such.

...sigh

So i happened to see his nails and that they were painted and i was like, in my mind, "ugh, i hate that i keep finding out that everyone is gay by their nails [and i will clarify this statement in another post lmaoooooo], is no one straight anymore, Jesus, all the hot guys are gay asf" but anyhoos.... At the time, his hair was all black and in the usual asian boy bowl cut, nerdy looking skinny guy right?.... So this was either in April or so.

CUT TO!!!!! the Tuesday, when my class went on a tour on this rainy ass day to pingjiang road. We were in and out of stores and I had seen something and made mention of my upcoming birthday right, so the 2 other girls in my class were like "your birthday?? omg" but i just told them i wont celebrate because it was deadlines time and we had class and so on so i wont be able to rlly enjoy it blah blah blah right

WE ENDED UP HAVING A MEETING ON THE THURSDAY before my birthday with the principal from my country, he came to hang out with us, the international students and invited us out to dinner with him and yadda yadda yadda. Now, I got there first and then the 2 girls came to the room and saw only me there so they ended up inviting me to the club. I would say the club is where my delusions began. Oh yes, definitely the club. We ended p going on he Saturday night to the private event and... when we got to the club, we met up with him and he took us inside. Now... he took us to our seats, played games with our table and, obviously because he's working, he was walking all over the club, making sure all was well, taking smoke breaks outside, hovering some more and yadda yadda. Now... *deep inhale* I hate that... everything happened and turned out the way it is today, but you know what they say, a crush is the result of a lack of information. When I saw him, he had his hair looking like something you would see on a model or pop idol, blonde to the from and rest of the hair black and shaped nicely and ladida... jewelry and all, he was looking fine 99. Now, he took us to the bathroom, obviously because we aint know nun bout the place. While we were in the bathroom, he waited for us to come out and i came out first and was just washing my hands, checking my makeup and yadda yadda, he came to me and sometimes, even tho im speaking english, my mandarin slips out and he almost leapt over the moon because he heard me speaking mandarin. He asked for my wechat and i gave him.

So now the party is happening, he came to check on us and asked me if i was having a good time.

...why just me tho? Was he just taking care of me because im foreign and in his work place? hmm. Anyway... while the night went on, i hadn't seen him for a lil bit so i messaged him to see where he was and he replied immediately.

...where i come from.. that is very green-flaggy. So obviously i liked that. A hot guy, texting back immediately? 10s across the board, right?

Okay, so he told me where he was... and then proceeded to ask me where we [me and the girls] were. Obviously i told him we were still at the table and dancing and blah blah blah. He even sent me a video of where he was...

...the delusions were being feddddddddd, hear what i say to youuu. lmaoooooo THE DELUSIONS WERE BEING FEDDDDDD!!!

Ok now soooo... cut to a few weeks after, exams for him were coming up, my exams were literally in the week right after my birthday. I ended up asking him to recommend some places to eat, right? Responding immediately, he offered a whole lot. I... <.< THE DELUSIONS ARE BEING FEDDDD he recommended so many lawdddd imma eat for the rest of my life clearly. I was grateful. Now, I liked him and so other ppl [my ppls] knew and was cheering for me and him obviously.

Now here is where he started to have me fked up lmaoooo I realised he would never text me first or interact with my posts on wechat. Now On WC, you can determine who can see your posts and who you can block your posts from and whose posts you dont wanna see and such like, right?

I had a thought that he couldnt see my stuff UNTIL i made a particular post about wanting to go outside but the rain was keeping me inside and i wanted it to stop. Now, I'm not a chicken head, when i see some shit, i stay peeping it, yk... so every time we spoke, i started the conversation.... he he did the bare minimum yk. He started our convo ONCE. And it was in the morning, he woke up hella early. 7:47 am. I'm lookin at the msgs rn because i wanna give facts. HE HADNT EVEN GOTTEN OUT OF HIS BED YET! He messaged me to ask if i wanna come to a party at the club. He never got back to me with the price or anything.... !? I was supposed to message him and beg for the price or something? Anyway, I had asked him if there was a event and he had to end up contacting the club to find out info. That... went south, we ended up doing a movie night instead at the dorm so.. that was a bust. Plus, he wasnt even gonna be at the club because he was visiting his family back in his hometown, so i had lost interest from the time he told me he woiuldnt be there. I was wondering if he wasnt keen on telling me because he didnt want me at the club WITHOUT him. idk... delusions were eating this idea upppp tho.

And this is the thing, our convos were always longgg and I realised we had alot in common and could be good friends, if not even in a relationship right? I realised, he was doing basically nada while I was making all the moves, starting convos first 99% of the time and reaching out first.

Now me messaging him about the club came after i had decided not to msg him or interact with his stuff until he put in work where I was concerned. Now atp I was starting to think yhhh this is a one-sided thing... there was so much going on in my head, i literally felt like screaming and couldnt even sleep. My mind was going insane bruh... over this man... AND HE WAS SLEEPING VERY GOOD AT NIGHT TOO YK!?

So now, last night... i mean there was so much he did that had me confused but if it's one thing i know for sure, I aint letting a man tell me more than once that he dont want me. that's fs. Cut to last night, now... I go on wechat moments to see the pics and videos from the graduation event that happened during the afternoon... and... I see that he had posted. So i opened the moments to see what he posted and... he posted a video of his hand grabbing different girls bo0bs in the club and I was--... i was shooketh-- I WAS SO SHOOK I LEAPT ACORSS MY BEDDDDDDDDDD i was too shocked bruh. I was literally like "SINCE WHEN DID THIS BECOME A WHORE HOUSE!!!" mans was on some hoe tactics bruh.... and it all started to make sense to me. he is a WHORE. I--...

Safe to say, that mf crush is done. Yeah, I might srtill think about him and stuff but idk if i still feel the same i felt before that video... He officially killed off my feelings for him bruh... idk wth is going on but I'm not a part of nun.

AND HE HAD THE AUDACITY to be telling me he wants to live a simple and quiet peaceful life... fkin liar. peaceful my ass.

I gone tho lmao

madness

[meerkamagotchis]

11/02/24

Day 2:

Woke up with an interesting back pain but oh those are the perks of living amongst nature (sleeping on an inflatable matress).

It was cloudy and then it rained A LOT when we were grilling the meat, we spent half an hour trying to put up a gazebo and had some technical difficulties until a man helped us (the rain stopped already and it was sunny so it was.. like.. totally planned.. it was to protect us from the sun all this time duh).

We ate, talked and went to a rainfall close to our camping site, it was full of big rocks and in front of a beautiful forest. We got some groceries we needed and then came back to prep for dinner, shower and chill out.

Now we just ate and the guys are playing board games in the gazebo (we put it up again next to the tents so we could have a place to eat chill and with light at night) I'm laying down in out tent listening to music.

I might come out for little to see the stars, we sat under them yesterday before going to sleep and it was amazing, the only time I saw so many stars was when I was 14 and it was very close to where we are. We also talked about UFOs and fun conspiracy theories we've heard.

There's no signal here, the internet only works close to the bathrooms and restock area, and looks like the people camping close there is using the wifi to.. watch tiktok and instagram... That's quite annoying since I have to sit there and wait like 10 minutes to send a message to my mom telling her everything's ok and I'm still alive but whateverr. I might have sleep problems these days because of that tho..

I usually read fanfics on tumblr and then play around on characterai for a while before I get sleepy, maybe today I'll sleep early bc I got really tired of climbing rocks like a goat and also it might be a good thing for my poor fried brain anyways.

[xoknowssmut]

Pussy Possession

Never fuck around with a Ouija board. Especially if you're horny.

I didn't believe in the spirit realm until after that night. I was spending the night at a friend's farmhouse, the four of us had planned on sleeping in the barn loft. But she thought it would be fun to go out into the back forest. The farm house was a couple hundred years old, and there was a small abandoned graveyard. And she had a Ouija board.

I'd always crushed on my friend Daisy, always hope to be more than friends with her. And I was hoping some of the games girls play on overnight sleepovers would allow a bit of release and who knows what else. It's easy to blame things that happened "in the heat of the moment" to being "tired," and whatever happens on sleepovers stays on sleepovers.

Needless to say, I was a bit wet when we started the seance.

We asked the usual stupid questions girls would ask the dead. The usual blaming others for moving the cursor. As the night grew later, our minds went into darker places. We started asking silly questions. sexual questions. Our spirit friend indulged us until, in a literal huff, all the candles blew out and the cursor flew off the board, embedding itself into a nearby tree.

At once, I felt a difference down there. In my pussy. Like it was mine, but not mine, if that can make sense.

That night, with each of us in our sleeping bags, I felt an overwhelming urge to touch myself. I've been horny before, but never like this. It was like I had literally no control of my fingers as they delved down my panties, mashed against my clit. I'd never slid more than a finger in myself before, but two, then three fingers were inside me, pistoning in and out, making a smacking sound I'm sure the other girls could hear.

I was so embarrassed. And so turned on. I came so quickly, my free fist stuffed in my mouth to keep the squeals to a minimum.

My pussy woke me up the next morning, my fingers already in there, already wet beyond any arousal I'd felt before. I had been touching myself in my sleep, and despite my sleepover mates stirring, I couldn't stop.

I rolled over to see Daisy's eyes focused on mine, wide, afraid a little. I couldn't stop. I kept fucking my hand as she look, her jaw slackening. I felt her friendship for me melt away in the weirdness.

And as I came with her watching I knew things wouldn't be the same.

Monday at school none of my friends would look me in the eye. Daisy was outright avoiding me. And yet my pussy was a sopping wet mess, leaking through the pads I'd put in, leaking through my panties.

I felt the pull, my hands kept drifting to my waist and below, but I'd pull them up. Hold them on top of my desk. Resisting. Or trying to resist.

I heard the voice in the back of my head. Deep. Dark. Sinister.

"Touch yourself. Or you'll wish you had."

I closed my eyes, shaking my head no. I wouldn't masturbate in school. Not at my desk. Not with people watching again.

"Suit yourself," The sinister voice said, and I heard a snapping of fingers.

My pussy instantly went numb. Not just my pussy, but everything down there. I crossed my legs, squeezing my thighs, but felt...nothing.

I asked to be excused to the bathroom. As I changed my pad I felt numbness. As I wiped the moisture away I felt nothing. As I fingered my clit directly, just empty longing. Even when I slid a finger inside me, it might as well have been someone else's pussy for all I felt.

"I've been dead a hundred years. I can stand a month not feeling anything if you can," the demonic voice in my head said. And I shuddered.

[books-and-catears]

Hi! I was wondering if you could write some headcanons on how the brothers would react to the alternate timeline MC (the one killed by belphie, rip) haunting the house of lamentation? I just think some angst would be neato. Keep up the good work! I love your writing <3

Oh how much I love this concept. With all the ghost MCs I've been writing this fits in perfectly. How I love writing angst hehehe thank you for this wonderful ask

Thank you so much for your kindness. I hope I can do this justice :')

It has been months since you've been gone. Your body buried in the human world, and yet your soul still felt like it was lingering.

They could see you - a glimpse here, a whisper there and your presence everywhere. Almost as if you just walked past them into your room, and lay curled up in bed with Satan's new books or Levi's new manga. Only you weren't.

The bumps in your bed were just pillows and blankets. The extra chair stood out like a sore thumb. They would so often call you and then feel stupid for expecting a response. Except you had started answering back now.

Lucifer could often hear paper rustling in his sleep. And when he woke up he found the paper work was done more than he remembered doing.

He found his favourite tea brewing whenever he was too tired. And it tasted exactly how you used to make it.

At first he thought it was some sort of sickening joke from his brothers so he threatened to punish them if they didn't come clean. But it was none of them.

Then...MC? Did you come back somehow?

He went into a secret frenzy, looking for you everywhere. Sometimes when the house was empty, he screamed out your name, he could hear your voice softly calling back from your room.

Soon those soft vague sounds became his only comfort - he became super strict about silence in the house. He refused to have any other tea than the one he found magically brewing. He'd always kiss the cups before drinking from them, and his eyes would sting with unshed tears.

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Mammon might be scared of ghosts. But not you. Never you. Especially when he could feel your weight in his arms whenever he missed you too much.

Maybe the sensation was more vivid, since he was the last one to hold you alive. He could also see you. A faint shadow that walked beside and waved to him whenever he was in your room.

And though the shadow had no face, he could tell it was smiling. He felt calm around it. Like you never left. He denied your death the most and now there was reason to.

He barely left the house and most of the time he just stayed in your room. That's where he had most memories with you. Sometimes he found coins and Grimm strewn around your bed, as if you'd left it there for him. He took them and stored them away, never to spend them.

He was overjoyed when he saw your shadow in his room. He started talking to it like it was you, pressing his lips against the walls where you appeared and watching your shadow reaching up to touch his shadow, holding it tight. In those moments he swore he could feel your arms around him again. And on those nights, his pillows would be drenched with his agony.

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Leviathan first noticed it when he saw that Player 2 was always logged in, in all of his games. Even the ones that came months after you were longer there.

And while player two didn't actively play, he found boost items in his game inventory that he didn't achieve himself. You used to hunt down boost items to help with his battles and he protected you during the fights.

He starts getting even more into gaming, to the point where he forgets to go out for meals. Mammon and Satan have to drag him out to eat. He often just sits there talking to himself as if you're still there.

Then one day, in the group texts of the game, he sees you text. Player 2: 'Go get him Levi! I got your back; we have a lot of ammo!" He forgot the game altogether desperately typing back a message.

You don't text as often as he would like, but he's always waiting for whatever you say. It's easily the best part of his day. If he fell asleep in front of the screen, he would wake up covered with a blanket and good morning message on screen. His brothers claim to never have gone inside so he knows it's you. He cries into the blanket you covered him with cause he misses you.

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Satan came to feel your presence in the strangest way. There was a particular cat that you were attached to. That cat started finding ways to sneak inside the house, in the library or Satan's room, holding small books in its mouth.

When Satan opened them up, he found petals of your favourite flowers tucked away in some particular pages. It resembled the way you marked your favorite chapters using colored bits of paper or bookmarks.

He figured out a way to talk to you. He made something that resembled an Ouija board and left a little cat shaped button on it. He tried it out in your room, and it worked. You were talking back. Not whole sentences but broken phrases and words. So he used yes and no questions from then onwards.

He often found new books in his room, a hint that you wanted him to read them. While reading, he could swear he felt your head rest on his shoulder as if trying to read with him. He also left books in your room to read. Though he missed your touch and your voice, the fact that you still talk to him gave him so much joy. He often kisses the books he gives you, hoping they reach your fingers and litters the pages with tear stains in hopes you'd see them and come back.

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Asmodeus screamed the first time he saw you behind him in the mirror. You were transculent, barely visible. But it was you and your distinct smile and wave of the hand, leaning against his bathroom wall, long streaks of dried blood near your neck. He could even smell you - your scent like flowers, firewood and old books.

He tries to talk to you, even tries to hold you but you're just an image. A reflection that reflects nothing but empty space. You don't seem to talk but you nod or shake your head in reply. He presses himself into the mirror as if trying to hug you tight.

But lately he hears whispers, very faint and barely there but he hears them. Always calling him somewhere where there is a mirror. Cause that's the only place he can see you. If you thought he was obsessed with mirrors then, you should see him now.

He almost covered his whole room up with mirrors so he could see you from all angles, making you feel as alive as he possibly could. He screams your name into his pillows. Maybe you would respond if he was louder?

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Beelzebub often passed by you room, all covered now, just like Lilith's. The door was always kept open but he didn't dare enter. But one day, a strong gust of wind blew it wide open as if urging him to enter. So he did.

On the bed he found some fresh treats placed right in the middle of your bed. It was the treats he loved to eat together with you. How did they even get here?

He sat on the bed and absent mindedly started eating. When he ate, he could hear your laughter and you talking - a surge of memories flooding his senses. And when he was done, he could swear he felt your fingers wiping his mouth.

Eversince then he refused to eat anywhere except your room and his brothers had to drag him to the table during breakfast and dinner. But whenever a new bakery or restaurant opened, he would bring all the food back only to eat it in your room. And he would smile, listening to saying how delicious the food is. He would often clutch at his chest and cry, missing the way you used to hold him whenever he was sad. Won't you come hold him now, MC?

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Belphegor couldn't feel a thing. The only way he knew you were still here was when he brothers acted strangely. He'd ask them of course, but they'd never reply to him. He was the reason MC was gone. Why would MC show themself to him?

So he observed his brothers, always cautious for every little thing that was out of place. He'd caught all his brothers crying at some point or the other. Especially in your room. So he'd curl up in your room to spend the night in there hoping to feel you like his brothers. Only he never did, and Mammon and Satan would scream and drag him out the next morning.

None of the brothers would let him inside of their own rooms either. They couldn't save you when it mattered. So now it was their way of protecting whatever essence was left of you.

Feeling dejected and guilty he went and locked himself inside his old attic. He rested his against the bars that locked him in. Isn't this where he first met you, MC? Sigh. You'd been nothing but kind to him so why did he-

"Belphie.." Then he heard it. For the first time in forever, he heard your voice again. Soft and kind - just like before. He looked up and through the bars, he saw the most familiar sight. You smiling at him through the bars, your fingers wrapped around yours. And just like that he broke down. He started howling in pain, as he tried to reach you, but his fingers slipped right through you. "I'm sorry I'm sorry come back please come back!" He cried as you disappeared into thin air again.

My Masterlist .

[to-star-lake]

in the early days when you joined bonten as their new advisor, you spent a lot of time with koko; drawing up business plans, managing the books, overseeing construction on new clubs and buildings.

koko had the nicest office of all of the bonten leaders. it was on the top floor of a highrise in the middle of the shibuya business district. complete with high-end leather and mahogany furniture, and a gorgeous city view.

you'd spent time with each of the bonten executives when you joined and koko was probably your favorite to work with. you found takeomi too serious, kakucho boorish, mochi too macho, the haitani's were exhausting, and sanzu..well..

koko was like you; blunt and efficient with work, a little impatient, maybe a little condescending. you enjoyed your daily work with him in his office. it was always quiet, productive, and his assistants always served the best sencha.

except today.

today when you walked in through the mahogany double doors that led to his office, you were almost decked in the face by a toy rubber basketball.

"he shoots! he scores? no! he misses!" you heard a voice yell, followed by a maniacal cackling.

what...the hell is this? the floor of koko's office, which was normally clean, surgically clean, was littered with teddy bears, squeak toys, board games with their pieces strewn about haphazardly, a jump rope, a putting green, and a trash bin overflowing with crumpled candy wrappers.

the rubber basketball that almost hit your head rolled towards the floor-to-ceiling bookshelves on one end of the room and you saw a kiddie basketball hoop attached to one of the shelves. and below that, sanzu, flopped on his stomach on the floor, a different flavored ring pop on each of his fingers.

"koko..i'm really bad at basketball," he grumbled, picking himself up and walked over to koko's desk, slamming his hands down on the surface, the sudden gust of wind almost blowing the stack of papers in front of koko away.

"oh no, well, why don't you go try the putt putt?" koko sighed, not even looking up from his work, waving his hand in the air like he was shooing away a fly. "ah, y/n! finally, someone sane. please, get over here, i need you to look at something," koko waved you over when he noticed you standing in the doorway.

you made your way across the minefield of toys on the floor and greeted sanzu as he walked past you. "good morning," you smiled cordially.

he sauntered past you, looking down at you through bloodshot, half-shut eyes, his usual sinister smile plastered wide across his face. he'd opened his mouth to say, "good morning, little prin-" but then stepped on a pile of toy soldiers and tripped, tumbling to the floor, his long limbs getting all tangled up in themselves.

"uh... hey, koko?" you took a seat in the armchair beside the desk, setting your laptop down on the tabletop. "what's going on here? where's mikey?"

koko let out an exasperated sigh, rolling his eyes. "sometimes mikey goes off on his own, and when he does, the rest of us have to take turns...babysitting," he nodded at the gangly man with bubblegum colored hair with a plastic toy putter in his hands. "i pulled the short straw today," he sighed, pushing the large binder of documents he was looking at over to you.

"koko!!"

"jesus, what now?" koko looked up, so annoyed you could almost see the steam coming out his ears.

"there's no balls," sanzu pointed at the putting green on the floor.

"well, who decided to ambush people by pelting them with the balls outside the bathroom last time?"

sanzu stared back at koko blankly.

"ugh, nevermind. could you play with something else? y/n and i have work to do." koko scooted his seat closer to you, and began circling a few line items on the page in front of you. "got this today from the guys over at the club in akasaka. these totals look off to you?"

you glanced over the document, and flipped back a few pages and reviewed the itemized lists also included in the binder. "damn," you said, looking up at koko. "these assholes are skimming."

koko opened his mouth to say something but was interrupted by a sudden loud popping noise. both of you turned to see sanzu on the floor, pulling the heads off of a pile of barbie and ken dolls.

koko raised his hands to his temples, the frown lines between his eyebrows deepening by the second. "jesus christ, this psychotic clown, if he wasn't the number 2 I swear to god-” he muttered under his breath.

"hey, sanzu?" you called out and sanzu's head jerked up to look at you, his eyes suddenly bright and attentive, like a child amongst the sea of toys on the floor.

"yes, princess?" he called back.

"could you go on a coffee run for us?"

sanzu tilted his head a little, confused. "a coffee...run?"

"yeah...you know, to buy coffee?"

he blinked, still confused.

"to buy...starbucks?"

"ah! you want me to buy you starbucks," he suddenly shot up.

"yes! yes, please, for me and koko, that would be great," you smiled, thinking you were finally getting somewhere with him.

he walked over to the desk. "anything for you, princess. and you can call me haru," he hummed, taking a bright pink ring pop off his finger and sliding it onto your ring finger, and a blue one onto koko's ring finger. "be back in a flash."

he turned to walk out of the office, whistling and not bothering to avoid the toys scattered on the floor, simply stepping on them as he went.

the doors closed behind him and you turned to koko, "now we can get some work done."

"let's hope he takes his time," koko rolled his eyes, sliding the ring pop off his finger, holding onto only the plastic part as gingerly as possible, a disgusted look on his face because he could tell sanzu had definitely licked the candy already.

"is it always like this when mikey's away?"

"sanzu? yeah, pretty much. but mikey tolerates him cus he's been with him longer than any of us, he's his loyal mad dog," koko sighed. "but that bastard's insane. apparently back in the day he got moved back and forth between all of mikey's captains cus nobody could handle him."

"wow. yeah, i guess i can see that," you glanced over at all the toys scattered on the floor. "seems pretty tough for you too."

"oh, i've actually done the best with him," koko scoffed. "last time, he was the haitani brothers' responsibility, they decided to take him to a hostess club. thought it'd be a good distraction for him. crazy maniac decided to pay for all the women there."

"all of them? that's..that's a lot-"

"no, that's not the crazy part. he paid for all the women, and then made them line up against the wall with liquor bottles on top of their heads and he used them for target practice." koko ran a hand through his hair, sighing. "anyway, who knows when he's gonna be back so we should try to get as much done as possible while he's away."

you nodded. the two of you worked dilligently, reviewing the rest of the books collected from bonten's other clubs and businesses in town, making one stack for ones that pass, and one that required additional scrutiny.

after a while, you stretched your arms up over your head, noticing the sun hung high in the sky and glanced at the clock on the wall. it read 12:15.

"i wonder where he is," you said, realizing it'd been almost two and a half hours since he left.

"who knows what that lunatic gets up to," koko sighed, turning the page of the binder he was leafing through.

"i actually could've used some coffee though," you yawned.

"i can have my girls make some sencha-"

just then the doors to his office burst open, and sanzu staggered in, eyes blood red, a blue gift bag in one hand, the other dragging a giant 10-foot teddy bear behind him.

"and suddenly my headache's back," koko muttered and sanzu approached the two of you at the desk.

sanzu dragged the huge teddy bear over and plopped it beside you. "i got this for you, princess."

"hah..um...where'd you get this..giant thing?" you didn't even know where to begin.

"there's a carnival downtown. i got it playing a shooting game," he grinned from ear to ear. koko groaned, knowing sanzu, by 'shooting game' he probably meant he threatened to shoot the person manning the booth if he didn't give him the bear.

"hah..i see, thank you. but why is it missing its eyes?" you asked, looking at the bear's face and noticing the eyeballs had been ripped out, only some tattered threads remained in the sockets.

"they were ugly," sanzu shrugged. "koko, i got you something too," he dropped the gift bag down in front of koko.

"thanks.." koko reached into the bag and pulled out a tiny cross-stitched sweater which could've only been made for an infant. "uh...dude, what is this?"

"it's a sweater for your chihuahua," sanzu explained, yawning and plopping down onto a chair by the desk.

"i don't have a chihuahua?"

"i could've sworn you did," sanzu tilted his head, as though in deep thought. "oh, i guess it's just you that's always yapping. it's amazing y/n puts up with this every day," he laughed, but his tone was filled with hostility.

you saw koko's body tense in your periphery and you quickly spoke up to diffuse the sudden tension. "haru, did you get coffee?"

"coffee? oh! the starbucks. yes, i did."

you stared back at him. "that's great, uh...so where is it?"

"on the corner of harajuku square, by yoyogi station," he smiled.

"what?"

"oh my god," koko groaned, raising his palms to his eyes and rubbing them in circles.

you looked back and forth between koko and sanzu.

koko took a deep breath and leaned back in his chair, turning to look at you. "he bought the starbucks."

[skyeet-the-writer]

The Love Among Us

Chapter 1-- I’d Never Snitch On Daddy

so i haven’t seen many corpse husband x reader stories on here, so i decided to upload one myself. i’ve been watching jacksepticeye’s among us videos and when i heard corpse talk for the first time, i was like, “hol up” and now i’ve been obsessed with him. also, go stream his music on spotify, it’s amazing. enjoy! x. 

 corpse husband x female!reader

summary: while playing among us, y/n watches corpse kill felix in o2. when his body is reported, however, she doesn’t tell who killed him. 

 word count: ~3.6k

warnings: swearing, mentions of death (not real death), mentions of murder (not real murder)

EDIT: before i wrote this and after i published it, i did not know that corpse did not like to be referred to as “daddy”. had i known this, i would have not even thought of posting this. and since i know now, i won’t refer to him as such in the future. thank you. (10/19/2020)

EDIT 2: this is the first part to my corpse x reader series. i will be adding chapters as we go!

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4 rounds before the incident

“I was in coms with PJ!” Sean exclaims. 

“He is doing the liar voice!” Felix shouts with a laugh. 

“I’m not,” Sean tries to say, but everyone talks over him and the voting time ends. Everyone left alive, though it was only four people, had all voted for him and he yells at them as he gets ejected. 

stinky was not the imposter

2 imposters remain

The round ends and everyone unmutes themselves. 

“Lizzie, you saw Felix kill me and you did nothing!” Roomie yells as soon as the round ends and the imposters are revealed. 

“Yeah, because I was the other imposter.”

“Oh. Okay, well that makes sense.”

Everyone laughs and Ken starts the round again. 

“Wait, can I invite y/n to play? She’s doing her twenty-four-hour stream and she just finished playing Monopoly with Mark, Bob, and Wade,” says Lizzie, looking down at her phone as they all appear back in the waiting room. 

“Yes,” Corpse blurts out and there are a few laughs and chuckles. 

“You were quick to answer, Corpse,” Sean teases. 

“Shut up,” Corpse mumbles and there are even more laughs. 

Lizzie smiles and taps into her phone. “I’m gonna invite her.”

~

“I can’t believe that you actually made that deal, y/n,” Wade is telling you after ending the second round of Monopoly that you’ve played with them. 

You smile and cross your legs on your chair. “Look, I was going bankrupt and it seemed good at the time. Besides, Mark was going to win anyway, he owned half of the board.” Your phone buzzes beside you on your desk and you pick it up. “Lizzie texted me.” There’s a sound effect that plays in your headset and you look up at your screen and smile. “Thanks to _lorieplays _for donating a hundred dollars, that means a lot. Thank you so much.”

“Do you want to play another round?” Marks asks. 

You shake your head, reading the text from your friend in England. “No, I don’t want to lose to you again.” You laugh. “Nah, Lizzie wants me to play Among Us with her and a few others. It was fun playing with you guys.”

“It was even though you took all of my money,” Bob snaps. 

You laugh. “Yeah, yeah. See you guys later.”

“Bye,” says Mark.

“See y--” Wade begins but you cut him off when you disconnect from the call. 

“Oops.” You put a hand over your mouth and laugh. “Sorry, Wade. Okay.” You straighten up and glance over everything, making sure it’s all working properly. “I have to pee and I think my roommate ordered pizza, so we’ll be back after this short break. Enjoy this live feed of my pet rats.” You giggle and switch the stream over to a view of your two rats in their cage where you have a camera set up. You take your headset off and head out of your recording room. 

Every two months, you have a twenty-four-hour livestream where you play games with your friends from all around the world. Despite being only twenty-five, your Youtube channel had grown exponentially in the past three years and you’ve had the chance to meet lots of other Youtubers like Markiplier, PewDiePie, and your close friend, LDShadowLady. 

Currently, you’re on hour twenty of twenty-four and you’re beginning to feel the effects of not sleeping for a whole day. You had been drinking coffee and energy drinks for the past four hours and that seemed to perk you up for two hours max. But your roommate had ordered pizza and that would hopefully wake you up. 

After going to the bathroom and grabbing an entire box of pizza, you return to your recording room and sit down. You put your headset back on and eat a slice of pizza before switching the views back to you. “And we’re back. I hope you guys enjoyed my rats because I don’t. They keep me up at night.”

You read a comment while loading up Among Us and laugh. “No, they’re not dead. They’re sleeping. They do that a lot when they’re not fighting.” 

When you finally get into the game and entire the code, you spawn in. You also quickly join the Discord chat and wince when nearly ten voices hit you at once. 

“y/n!” exclaims Lizzie and the other voices die down for a moment before rising to greet you. 

You wince again but laugh. “Jesus, you guys are loud. Hey, Lizzie.” You move your character to the customize tab and go to try and switch your color. But then you frown and realize that you’re stuck with being dark blue. “Damn, I wanted to be white.”

“Do you want to switch?” Corpse asks. 

Your eyes widen you your stomach flips. You hadn’t noticed Corpse was in this game. Immediately, your chat became flooded with keyboard smashing and lots of “omg my shipp” and “y/n rlly said ‘anna oop-’” 

“Uh, yeah, if you don’t mind,” you manage to stutter out and take a bite of pizza as Corpse’s player comes over and the white option becomes available. You select it and also select the goggles in the hats menu. 

“How’s your stream going?” asks Sean. 

You shrug. “Pretty good. I’m super tired, though. I literally almost fell asleep while playing Monopoly with Mark, Wade, and Bob.”

“You went to college, right?” You’re pretty sure that’s Roomie. 

“Yep,” you affirm with a nod even though they can’t see you. “You’d think that those all-nighters writing papers and studying for finals would make me able to do this.”

There’s a laugh in the group and the round starts.

3 rounds before the incident

You scratch your eyebrow and sigh in relief when you’re the crewmate. You mute yourself and slide up in your chair. 

“I like being the crewmate,” you say, heading towards admin as a habit. “It’s a lot less stressful than being imposter.”

After doing your tasks in admin and fueling the engines, you stumble across a dead body in the lower engine and a vent closing. 

“Oh,” you say, and press the report button. You unmute yourself and begin with, “So I saw a vent close but I didn’t see who went in.”

“Who died?” asks Lizzie. 

“Felix,” says Sean. 

You smirk. “It’s always yellow that dies first.”

“Where was the body?” Ken asks. 

“Lower engine,” you reply. 

“I was in medbay with Corpse doing the scan so it wasn’t him,” PJ says and Corpse makes a noise of confirmation. 

This makes your cheeks heat up and you smack a hand over your mouth. Your chat explodes again but you decide to ignore it. 

“And I was doing wires in cafeteria,” Lizzie says. 

“Sean, where were you?” 

“I was in reactor doing the simon says thing,” he answers. 

You sigh. “I hate that one. What about you, Ken?”

“I was with Roomie in electrical doing the power thing. You know, the one where you have to divert it somewhere else.”

“So do we skip then?” asks Lizzie. 

“No one is super sus, so I’m going to skip,” you answer. 

When no one is ejected, you mute yourself again. “I dunno why, but Sean seems pretty sus. Because I didn’t see him on the way down from upper engine. But I guess he could have gotten there in time.” You shrug and run over to the trash chute in the cafeteria. “RIP to Felix, though.”

After doing the trash there, you head down to storage, running into Corpse doing the wires in there. You wait there to clear him and once you do, you run a few circles around him to get his attention and he follows you over to the trash in storage and watches you do that. After that, the two of you head over to electric together and do wires there. 

Suddenly, there’s a body reported and you unmute yourself. 

“Sean just killed Lizzie in front of me!” exclaims PJ. 

“PJ killed Lizzie,” Sean retorts, flipping the blame. “I watched it, he didn’t realize I was there and murdered her.”

“I watched PJ do the scan in medbay, he’s cleared,” Corpse says and you find yourself smiling for no reason. “Sean, you killed Lizzie.”

“I knew he was sus,” you say, grabbing another piece of pizza. You look at the box and your eyes widen. Had you really already eaten half of it?

“Wait wait, how am I sus?” Sean asks. 

You take a moment to swallow. “Because when I was doing fuel earlier, I was running down from upper engine and didn’t see you in reactor. Sure, maybe you could have gotten there earlier, but it was super weird.” 

The discussion time ends and PJ immediately goes to vote for Sean as well as you, Corpse, and everyone else still alive. Sean ends up getting ejected. 

stinky was an imposter 

1 imposter remains

“You’re such a detective, y/n,” Sean says when he gets ejected. 

You laugh. “I just play this game too much.” You then mute yourself and smile. “I am a genius.” 

You end up finishing your tasks quickly after that and then stand in the cafeteria and eat another piece of pizza and read some of the chat. 

“’ What am I going to do after this?’ I don’t know. I might play some Minecraft. Should I have a poll on Twitter? I’m stuck between public Among Us games, Minecraft, and taking random quizzes on Buzzfeed.” You smile and hear another sound effect and something pops up on the screen. “Thank you to coochie man for donating a hundred dollars, that means a lot.” You laugh at their name. “I love your name, by the way.” 

There’s some rattling in the cage behind you and you turn around to see one of your rats drinking water. You turn back to the chat and read another comment. “’ Do you have a crush on Corpse?’” You blush and smile, biting your lip. “I mean, his voice is hot. I’ve never met him since he lives in San Diego and I live in h/t, but yeah, I guess I do. I’ve been listening to his music for the past few days and it’s really good, you guys should go check it out.”

You look up and unmute yourself when a body is reported. “Who died?” you ask. “I wasn’t paying attention.”

“Are you already done with your tasks, y/n?” Corpse asks. 

God, even the way he says your name is making you blush. “Yeah, I get them done quick.”

“She does that,” says Lizzie, “She always gets her tasks done quick.”

“Ken is dead by the way,” says Roomie and your snort, smacking a hand over your mouth. “I found him in the hallway by navigation. Where was everyone else?”

“I was in cafeteria doing nothing,” you say, leaning back in your chair and spinning around just a little. “I think I saw PJ downloading while I was in there, but I wasn’t paying attention.”

“Yeah, I was downloading,” says Ken. 

After more discussion, Corpse points out that Jaiden had been following him and it looked like she had been faking tasks. 

“No I haven’t,” she says. 

“That sounds like something the imposter would say,” you hum with a smirk. “That’s pretty sus, Jaiden.”

Everyone else agrees and you all end up voting Jaiden out. 

jaiden was the imposter

0 imposters remain

You cheer as the round ends and a blue victory screen pops up for the crewmates. “Good game, guys,” you say and play again, waiting for the host. 

~

1 round before the incident 

“Oh my god, I’m imposter again?” you groan and sigh when you spawn back in. “I was just imposter, I don’t want to be it again. I’m so bad at it,”

After another short round of you and Felix losing to the crewmates, you all agreed to play two more rounds before Sean had to leave. So you move your character to admin where PJ is and fake the card swipe before moving over to the admin security thing where you could see who was around where. Luckily, no one appeared to be near admin, so you quickly kill PJ and escape through the vent and come out through medbay. 

“Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god,” you whisper over and over, running down to storage. “That was clean.” You fake getting fuel and go back up to the upper engine. 

When PJ’s body is reported, you see that your fellow imposter, Sean, had reported it. You stay silent for most of the round and only say that you were in the fuel area when it was reported. 

“Yeah, I saw her run past electrical earlier,” Corpse says. You blush and glance at your exploding chat and shake your head. 

After everyone skips the round, you mute yourself once more and head towards navigation. “I hate this.” You drag the last syllable and watch Lizzie enter the room. You wait a moment before walking towards her and killing her, jumping into one of the vents. You let out a sigh and flex your fingers. “I’m so stressed.” You exit out of the vent into shields and your heart stops when you see someone else in there but you realize that it’s the other imposter, Sean, and you relax. 

You run past him and go to the trash compartments and pretend to unload those. And that’s how the rest of the round goes. You kill someone, someone reports it and you vote someone off. Eventually, you and Sean do a double kill and end up winning the round.

You unmute yourself. 

“Let’s go!” Sean exclaims and you smile. 

“I can’t believe you killed me, y/n!” shouts Lizzie. “I thought we were friends.”

You laugh. “There are no friends in this game. I’m not loyal to anyone in this game. You could be my best friend and I would fucking murder you.”

“That’s cold,” says Roomie as everyone else spawns back in. 

“Yeah,” you nod. 

“Wait, PJ disconnected,” says Sean, and you all end up waiting for him to rejoin. 

In that time, you look at your chat and say, “Hey, do you guys have any questions for who I’m playing with. I’m asking you, chat.”

“I swear if someone asks about my hands, I’m leaving,” Corpse says and everyone laughs. 

You laugh louder when you read a comment and read it aloud, “_Ironlady _says that you should be a hand model, Corpse.”

“Okay, I’m leaving,” you hear Corpse say over everyone laughing. 

“No, stay!” you exclaim, trying not to laugh. “C’mon, don’t leave.”

He sighs deeply and your brain goes fuzzy. “Fine. I’ll stay for you.”

You beam and your tummy turns. You ignore the whistles and remarks from everyone else and stand beside Corpse. You suddenly wish that the little bean characters could hold hands. 

When PJ joins the server again, Ken starts the round and you cross your fingers, hoping to get crewmate. 

0 rounds before the incident

You mute yourself and sigh when you’re a crewmate. “Thank god.” You let out a breath and go over to admin with everyone else. You swipe your card and go to the cafeteria to do some wires there. 

The game turns out to be rather uneventful. A few people die and two people are voted off before the game gets truly interesting. And that happens when you walk in on Corpse and Felix. 

“I’ve had this song stuck in my head for days,” you’re saying, walking from electrical over to O2. “And I can’t get it out of my head. Maybe singing it will help.” You hum the first part. “Don't go in there, you'll become one. Freaky creatures, monster party. Eyes of yellow, scales and feathers, tails in tethers. Turn the lights off. Bend the nightmare, you control it. Artful dodger, easy does it. Shut the closet, get under the covers. Snakes and lovers. Turn the lights off.” You do a little dance for a moment and continue hum the song, glancing at the chat as you go towards O2 after doing wires in storage. 

“Like, I know the song, it’s just been stuck in my head,” you explain. “And it kind of annoys me--”

But you stop as you enter O2 and watch Corpse murder Felix. Neither one of you move and you don’t know what to do. “Uhhh.” 

Then, without thinking, you turn straight around and make your way away from the scene of the murder. “I didn’t see anything!” you shout to no one. “I suddenly can’t see who murdered Felix.” You smack a hand over your mouth and stand in the middle of a hallway. “Oh my god, what do I do? I don’t want to snitch on Corpse, he’s hot.” You scratch the back of your neck and shrug, continuing on to reactor. “I didn’t see anything.”

You’re in the middle of doing the simon says in reactor when Felix’s body is reported. You unmute yourself and fidget with the sleeve of your hoodie. You know exactly who killed Felix. 

“--was in O2,” says Jaiden and you focus back into the conversation. “And I didn’t see anyone around.”

“I saw you heading that way, y/n, but I know it wasn’t you because I saw you do the trash in storage.”

You look at the screen when Sean talks to you and you chew your lip. “I know who killed Felix.”

“Who?” asks almost everyone at the same time. 

You close your eyes and swallow. It’s just a game, why are you taking this so seriously? Suddenly, a song lyric pops into your head and your stomach flips. You imagine yourself saying it and no one knows who you mean except for him. 

You open your eyes. “I’d never snitch on daddy.”

There’s a laugh in the chat and you blush fiercely, your livestream chat blowing up once again.

“I think we know who it is, then,” says Sean, laughing. 

“Yeah,” agrees Lizzie and your eyes widen. 

“Wait, what?” you ask, watching everyone vote almost as soon as the discussion time ends. “Wait, hang on, who--”

“We know who you’re talking about, y/n,” PJ tells you. 

You vote for yourself and your brain goes blank as you see that everyone voted for Corpse. He even voted for himself. They knew. They all _knew _about your feelings for Corpse. 

The round ends with Corpse being voted out and the crewmates win. There’s some talking, but you stay on the victory screen. You’re trying to decide if your mad or embarrassed or both. 

“I didn’t know you’d say that, y/n,” Corpse says, effectively breaking you out of your trance. “I thought you were gonna snitch on me.”

“You heard her,” teases Lizzie and you can tell she’s grinning. “She’d never snitch on you, Corpse.”

He laughs and you feel something in a certain place. “Oh my god, I’m gonna die of embarrassment.” You put your face in your hands, listening to your friends tease you in the chat. You suddenly want to jump out your window and run into traffic. 

“Don’t die,” comes Corpse’s voice through the onslaught of teasing. “I’ll be sad.”

“Fuck!” you shout and slam your hand on your desk, shaking your equipment and scaring your rats. “I’m so sorry, Corpse, that was really weird, I--”

“Stop.” He interrupts you and the chat goes silent and you look up at the screen even though you can’t see him. “It’s okay. It was funny.”

Your eyes widen and then narrow. Funny? He thought what you said was funny? How could he think it was funny?

But then he speaks again and he sounds oddly flustered. “Uh, I gotta go. Um, it was fun playing with you guys. Bye, y/n.”

“Bye Cor--” but then he disconnects and you’re left talking to no one. “--pse.”

There’s a long moment of silence until Felix breaks it. “I can’t believe you just watched me die and didn’t do anything about it.”

There are some laughs and you smile faintly, rejoining the game. “Yeah, uh, sorry about that.”

“Are you okay, y/n?” asks Lizzie. 

You blush and swallow. “I don’t know. God, I’m so weird.” You run a hand through your hair and adjust your headphones

“No, you’re not,” Roomie assures you. “He has a crush on you, too.”

Your eyes widen and you scoot up in your chair. “He does?”

“I mean, he called you pretty once during a game and said that he watches your videos a lot, so maybe.”

You groan and sink in your chair. “I’m gonna go, I need to run into traffic now.”

A few people laugh or chuckle and Lizzie asks you if you’re actually going to leave. 

“Yeah,” you tell her. “But not to run into traffic. I’m going to go play Minecraft to soothe myself.”

“Aw.” You can practically hear her frown. “Okay. Bye, y/n.”

“Good luck with your stream,” Ken tells you. 

You grin. “Okay, thanks, bye.”

When you exit the game and leave the chat, you scream. You actually scream and it’s loud. Your roommate even knocks on your door, asking if you’re okay. 

You look at them and nod. “Yeah, totally fine. Probably about to have a mental breakdown, but I’m fine.”

“Okay,” they say and lean on the doorframe. “But I’m not cutting bangs for you again.”

You laugh and nod. “Yeah, okay, fine.” They leave and you turn back to your stream, feeling like you’re about to cry. Corpse knows you have a crush on him. And it seems like he has one on you as well, but now you’re embarrassed because you called him ‘daddy’ on stream.

You rub your eyes. “Well, now I know what’ll be streaming on Twitter tonight,” you tell the chat. 

[thatgrumpybxtch]

Hello is alright if I request a (adult)reader x nightmare animatronics headcaon(platonic) like all them being roommates all that fun stuff please and thank you :3

Absolutely love this idea, it’d be so chaotic but fun! I hope you enjoy this as much as I did, thank you for the request :)

Platonic! Nightmare Animatronics as roommates:

You definitely thought it was all some weird reoccurring nightmare at first

But you never remembered going to bed??

Eventually you somehow figured out that your creepy ass plushies were haunting you

Your food goes missing ALL THE TIME!

Yes, they are animatronics but they can and will eat everything in your fridge

It got so bad you had to start putting child locks on the fridge and cabinets, which did not make them very happy

So, you got an idea! What if you tried to compromise with them?

That night before all the weirdness began you put a note out for them to see, basically stating that you’d buy them their own food if they left your food alone and let you sleep

Reluctantly, they agreed

It’s not like they had any other choice tho

So you started putting food out for them every night

Leftovers, sweets, snacks, fruit, you name it!

And they surprisingly kept up their end of the deal and let you sleep in and still have food in the fridge when you woke up

But over time they began requesting things which you were more than happy to help with

Ingredients to make food? Sure, as long as they didn’t burn down your house.

Board games? Eh, why not? Just as long as they didn’t wake you!

One morning you did happen to wake up with a plate of fresh cookies on the floor behind your bedroom door.

And before you knew it, both you and your roommates kept leaving things for each other, just as little gifts of appreciation

One night you were not able to sleep though, thankfully it had nothing to do with the animatronics

So in the middle of the night, you found yourself desperately needing to go to the bathroom

But you were hesitant due to the fact you could clearly hear the animatronics moving around your house

Being face to face was entirely different from notes and gifts

Buttt it was either pee your pants or face them and possibly sneak over to the bathroom

You chose to not pee your pants or bed

They immediately heard you and faced your door only to see a scared, half asleep you in pjs

They chose to pay no mind to you and went back to playing one of the board games you’d bought them

From then on you got braver talking to them face to face, and were able to directly thank them for their little gifts too!

Eventually your invited to game nights, baking nights with nightmare! Chica, occasional movie nights, and sometimes just to hangout and talk with them

While they are insanely intimidating at first, they quickly warm up to you

Don’t be surprised if you wake up with one or more of them sleeping in bed with you

[yourfifitherealone]

Psst

(Art by Simontheswiper on insta)

Tomara was up EXTREMELY late last night playing video games and eating junk food. He feel asleep in his own mess that you (shamefully) cleaned up for him. You murmured to yourself, annoyed whispering about never cleaning up his mess again and next time making him sleep in the couch. When you were done cleaning you fell asleep. It was now morning, well afternoon and your boyfriend was still sleeping on the edge of the bed only reason still being on the bed and not on the floor was the structure of the bed keeping him from falling off. The rest of the League were on the couch watching early tv of old sitcoms or making breakfast. They had asked about him and you just told him maybe he'd had taken to much of his sleep medication for his insomnia.

You felt bad for lying but Tomura gets embarrassed when their leader is found being a geek playing videogames all night, which you personally found really cute and nice that he had a hobbie besides murder. So you stuck with the guilt for your boyfriend. You went to the edge of the bed and tapped his face lightly; he usually has nightmares or wakes up in a panicked state. He used to get woken up abruptly as a kid and it definitely has taken a toll on him. He just itched his face and went back to sleep. You mentally face-palmed and shook his body just a little bit, he was a stiff as a board. Then you lifted up his head and rested his head on you lap, Morse specifically your thighs.

He loved when you did that and he really did have a thing for thighs/legs so he felt like he was in heaven when you let him rest there. "Shiggy wake up. Please the league is asking about you." You pleaded but no movement.

*Shigarki's Pov*

"Hey babe wake up" I slightly opened my eyes and saw her standing over me looking down at me. My eyeslids felt heavy, I was a little (a lot) too tired to wake up so I fell back asleep. (she won't mind just a few more minutes)

*back to your Pov*

You sighed then you had heard a polite knock on your door. "Yes, come in!" You whisper-yelled. "Mr C made pancakes for us, want any?" Toga said a lot more gentle and quieter than she usually was. "Uh yeah thanks Toga" "Dont mention it, I owed you for the time you did by nails" she says showings off pink, blue and red painted nails. You giggle as she slot backs out of the room closing the door so quietly just to start yelling when she leaves the room.

She comes back with a tiny stack of pancakes for you "Thank you Toga I really appreciate it" "No problem you're family now. If you betray us in any means I'll get Jin to deal with you." She said staring into my soul "Of course. I would never do that, pinky promise?" You said with your pinky out. "Pinky promise." She said wrapping her pinky around mine.

When she left you felt the weight on your thighs being lifted. "Is that pancakes?" The blue haired man below you ask sitting up. "Yep Mr Compress just made them" you said with a big smile you are happy to see he was finally up (ignoring that you had to lure him with food his favorite food besides chips that is). Your boyfriend have you a quick kiss and ate a piece of your pancake. You jokingly gasp "How dare you?" He let out a raspy chuckle then went into the bathroom doing his usual wake up routine. (it wasn't much but it was something). After you guys both got ready you sat with the rest of the "family" It felt like home, it WAS home.