#and then half the bag 😀

[ashen--dreams]

anyways i binged on gummy bears and now i feel like ~shit~

[w2sology]

DOING THE PRANK WHERE U PRETEND TO GET SOMETHING FROM THE BACK OF THE CAR BUT INTENTIONALLY SMACK YOUR S/O WITH HARRY PLEASE!!!!! would love if u included the comments at the end

cut it out, harry lewis.

summary: harry's been a bit sick of you hopping on tiktok trends, but this one leaves him a little more than baffled.

warnings: none

notes: this trend had me giggling so bad omg 😭😭😭 guys it's been ages (like a month but still) since i last wrote something writer's block was KILLING ME 😀 feel free to send in some prompts or reqs <3

harry had told you to get ready in the next half an hour, that you'd be going on a little date in central london. well, he didn't tell you, rather he sprung the idea up on you after you complained about being bored for the last two days.

it took a lot more than he thought it would've to convince you to leave the house, with harry going as far as telling you that he'd drive. that's how you knew he was being serious.

so as he was getting ready after you, you scrolled through the obsession of your life that was tiktok, laughing every so often and sending some to your friends who had yet to respond to the others that you sent.

stopping on one video that you couldn't stop giggling at, a thought formed in your mind. the tiktok was of a girl who wouldn't stop "accidentally" hotting her boyfriend whilst trying to get things out of the backseat of the car.

it had been ages since you last pulled a joke on harry, yet only the other day he pulled one on you with the help of the boys.

"are you ready yet or are you still laughing at your phone?" harry came back into the bedroom, pulling his navy blue nike hoodie over his shirt.

"i am ready, in fact," you got up, tiptoeing to gently grab a hold of his face, pressing your lips to his. "and the things on my phone will always be funnier than you."

"good joke," he smiled a false smile at you, squeezing your waist before grabbing the keys off of the dresser.

"i still can't believe you're driving. wait, pose with the keys, let me get a photo for your mum."

"don't get too used to this..."

harry walked out before you to put his shoes on, but seeing as you already had yours on, you asked him to unlock the car for you. to him, it seemed you were just eager to leave but really, you had to make sure that there were items in the backseat.

placing one of your tote bags in there, you evenly spread out one of the jellycats that you left in your car and another bag full of spare things. putting the camera at an angle that was able to capture both you and harry, you smiled giddily. soon enough, harry joined you in the driver's side, about to start the car.

"wait!" you called out. "i think i forgot something in the back."

"can't you get it whilst i drive? it's not me you forgot, right?"

"ha ha ha," you rolled your eyes. "no, i might rip it apart by accident."

harry shook his head, nonetheless not starting the car before he looked dead into your camera. he did wonder why you were recording, yet he never actually brought it up.

messing about in the back, deciding which item to use first, you decided on the jellycat.

it was an octopus, one that faith had got you from a trip in florida that she and ethan went to.

"here she is!" you smiled, pulling the jellycat back and purposely hitting it into harry. you did it gently, but not too gentle to the point where he didn't get irritated.

jumping as it made contact with his arm, harry frowned. "ow?" he said, looking at you, but you were too busy dusting off the jellycat.

"hm, actually no." you turned back around to put the stuffed animal back, this time reaching for the tote bag.

luckily, it didn't have anything too sharp in it, so you wouldn't actually hurt harry.

again, you pulled it back with enough force this time slightly jolt harry out of his relaxed position. "are you alright?" he asked, blinking at you.

"huh? what d'you mean?"

"you've just... full on wacked that into me?" he said, more so asked, in shock.

"did i?

"yes?!" you could've sworn you saw his eye twitch, having to restrain your laugh.

"oh," was all you mustered out, looking into the bag as if you actually needed something from it.

harry shook his head, running a hand through his hair as he waited for you to finish. "can we go now?"

"un, not yet actually," and you turned again to the backseat, this time grabbing the last bag.

pulling it back again, it hit harry in his arm, but this time he grabbed the bag from you, tossing it back in the backseat.

"harry! i needed that," you gasped, again to hide your laugh.

"no you didn't, y/n, unless you were using it to target me again" he mimicked your whiny voice.

you didn't know what had you more speechless, the mimicking or his reaction to your silly little prank.

"i wasn't targeting you..."

harry turned to you, giving you the most dead straight look ever. "cut it out, you hit me in the arm three times."

"maybe you were just too close to me."

"i— what?!"

you both stared at each other; harry with a look of shock and slight irritation and you with a serious look that you couldn't quite hold, bursting out in laughter soon after.

"oh my god!" you managed to say in between laughs. "you should see your face!"

"right, let it out. it's not that funny," harry shook his head at your state.

you leaned forward to grab your phone from where you left it, rewinding the last part where harry three the bag in the back. "oh, this is gold."

"you're a right wind up, you know that?" harry said, refusing to give you the satisfaction of know your trick worked on him.

"oh, i know," you smiled at him. "but you live me regardless."

"unfortunately."

"hey," you pushed a hand in his face, instantly groaning when you felt his tongue poke the same hand. "god, just drive."

[winchesterwild78]

Cranky

Characters: Soldier Boy (Ben) x Reader 

Warnings: Ben being a dick (I mean he is Soldier Boy), Language, insecurities, Fluff, SMUT, unprotected sex (wrap it up people)

A/N: This idea came to me earlier today when I was fighting a bad headache and got a bit cranky. 😀 I wrote it in a matter of hours and didn’t edit it well. Please overlook any mistakes. Afterall, I had a headache and was cranky. 😃

All work is my own, don’t take it!!

Minors DNI 18+

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“Leave me the fuck alone, Ben! It’s over 100 degrees, the fucking air conditioner isn’t working right, and I have a damn headache. I don’t need your bullshit too! Go cook your own damn dinner.” You shouted as you slammed your shared bedroom door. “Woman, you have some nerve speaking to me like that, and don’t slam my fucking doors.” He growled as he pushed open the door. “YOUR doors?!?! Fuck you, Ben! I thought this was our place? At least that’s what you said when you begged me to move in here. I guess your true colors are showing aren’t they?” “I didn’t beg you to do shit. I’m Soldier Boy, I don’t need to beg for anything, food, drugs, pussy. I get what I want when I want it, doll.” 

Your eyes went wide when he said that. You can handle his puffed up ego, his occasional drug use, even though it’s not as bad as it used to be, hell you can even handle his occasional misogynist views, but you couldn’t handle him talking about being with other women. The thought of him with another woman now just broke your fucking heart. 

The two of you had been together for about a year and a half. You two decided to move in together about six months ago. Most of the time it was fine. There were however days like today when everything hit a boiling point. You loved Ben and you knew he loved you. Sometimes he forgot you were in his corner and he would lash out at you, and sometimes you would forget he couldn’t help the way he is and you would push his buttons. 

You sat down on your shared bed and a single tear rolled down your face. “I need you to leave me alone right now. My head is hurting and I think we both have said some things we will regret later.” You spoke softly. Ben started to protest but was still pissed. He grumbled something under his breath and stormed out of the room. 

You heard the front door slam and you crumbled. You laid in your bed and cried until your head hurt worse and you fell asleep from exhaustion. You weren’t sure what time it was when you woke up. It was dark in the room and the sound of the front door shutting woke you up. You sat up in bed when you heard Ben’s voice and what sounded like another voice. 

You looked over and saw it was after 2 in the morning. You made your way out of the bedroom and down the dark hallway. You froze halfway down the hall when you heard two female voices and Ben’s. “Oh Soldier Boy, I want to show you how much I appreciate your service to our country.” One of them said. “I want to see if I can handle a big supe like you.” The other one said. You rounded the corner and found two, very young, very hot women hanging on Ben, who was dressed in his Soldier Boy uniform. 

You made eye contact with Ben as tears pricked your eyes. How could he betray you by doing this? You’ve given him everything, given up everything to be with him. The women saw you and were startled. “Who’s she?” One of them asked. Ben looked at you with a strange look in his eye and said “She’s nobody important.” Your mouth fell open and your heart shattered. The two women giggled and you turned to walk back to the bedroom. Ben knew what he was doing was wrong. He loved you but he was pissed, hurt even. 

Once in your room you grabbed a bag and started putting things in it. You hoped Ben would come to the room and beg you not to go, but he stayed in the living room with them. You heard giggles and squeals. Each one was like a knife to your heart. Ben was tough, but he was playful, loving and kind too. You finished packing some stuff and walked out of the room. You stopped long enough to see the women kissing Ben and rubbing on his body. You felt sick. 

Ben saw you with your bags. As you got to the door you turned around and said “Goodbye Ben, I love you.” Closing the door you sobbed all the way to your car. 

You drove to one of the closet hotels and checked in. Once in your room you took a shower and crawled into the bed. You curled into a ball and sobbed. You love Ben, you thought he loved you too. Talks between you two involved talking about the future. Marriage, children, retirement, normal life. When the two of you got together the sex was hard and rough, hot. Now it was softer and more loving. You were afraid this was what drove him into their arms. Was your life with Ben too boring, normal now? 

As you drifted off to sleep your phone rang. You looked at the screen and it was Ben. You ignored it. He hung up and called back several times. Finally after ten missed calls, and over a dozen texts you finally answered the phone. “What do you want, Soldier Boy?” You hissed. Ben’s mouth dropped. “Baby, please come home. I’m sorry. I made them leave. Nothing happened. I promise.” Ben said. “I don’t care what you do anymore Soldier Boy, fuck all the bimbos you want. Maybe you’ll find one who will suck your cock and cook your dinner all at the same time.” You seethed. “Please stop calling me Soldier Boy. It’s not my name, it’s not who I am.” Ben pleaded. “Not who you are anymore? Then why were you in the bar picking up women in it? Oh that’s right. Women drop their panties for Soldier Boy. How many of them drop their panties for Ben?” You hissed. Venom dripping with each word. “I’m exhausted Ben, I’m going to sleep. I’ll be by tomorrow for the rest of my things. If you’re still there I’ll be quick so I don’t disturb your plans with whoever is there with you. Good night, Ben. I hope you know how much I loved you.” You said quietly. “Baby please don’t leave me. I’m sorry. I love you too.” You could hear his voice crack. You knew he was crying. 

You hung up and turned your phone’s ringer off. You cried harder. Your heart was broken. You loved him so much and wanted to marry him. You finally fell asleep. You would make a plan tomorrow morning, right now you just wanted to sleep. A few hours later the phone in your hotel room rang. “Hello” you answered groggily. “Hello, Miss. Y/L/N, this is Sarah at the front desk. There is a man here saying he’s your husband. He’s very intoxicated and demanding to see you. If you need me to, I can call the police.” She offered. “No, that won’t be necessary. I’ll be down in a minute.” You sighed and hung up. Grabbing your shoes and robe you made your way down to the lobby. 

There Ben was. Drunk and just an absolute mess. His hair was all over the place, he was dressed in his t-shirt and gray sweatpants. He looked like your Ben. Your soft, kind, loving Ben. “Where is my wife? I know she’s here. Bring her to me. I need to tell her I fucked up and I love her more than anything. Please, bring her to me. Please.” He collapsed on the ground crying. 

You walked over to him and touched his shoulder. “Ben, honey. Come on, get up. Let’s get you upstairs.” You softly said. 

Ben looked up at you. His beautiful green eyes were bloodshot and red. From booze and crying. As he stood his big arms went around you pulling you into a tight hug. He started sobbing. “Baby I’m so sorry. Please don’t leave me. I love you. I’m a fuck up. I know I don’t deserve you or a second chance, but please don’t leave me. I swear nothing happened with them. I made them leave as soon as you left.” “Ben, honey come on. Let’s go to the room. We both need sleep.” You took his arm and led him to the elevator. On the elevator he held you tight. You tried not to melt into his touch, but you couldn’t help it. 

Once in the room you helped remove his shoes and his clothes down to his boxers. You knew he got hot at night so you wanted to make sure he was comfortable. Thank goodness the air conditioner in the room was working, because Ben was a furnace. Sleeping next to him was always hot. You crawled in bed next to him but kept your distance. You wanted to hold him or be held by him but your heart was still broken. Both of you laid in the dark in silence. Then Ben broke the silence. 

“Y/N, I love you. I know I hurt you and I don’t expect you to forgive me, but I just need you to know I have never nor would I ever cheat on you. You’re everything to me and I want to marry you and have children with you. I’ve never wanted anyone like I want you. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. If tomorrow you still want to leave, I’ll help you pack.” He leaned over and kissed your forehead softly. You leaned into his kiss. 

“Ben, I love you too. You broke my heart. Seeing you with those women and you telling them I was nobody important shattered my heart. I saw a future with you. Marriage, children and a happy life. I know you didn’t sleep with them. My Ben could never do that. You might be a hothead, but you’re not a cheater. I know that. I don’t know what to do. How can I be sure when we get into an argument you won't repeat tonight?” You asked him

Ben sat up and turned on the bedside lamp. He turned and looked at you. “Baby, I will spend the rest of our lives proving to you how much I love you and how much you deserve.” You sat up and cupped his face. “I love you Benji.” You placed a soft kiss on his lips. He pulled you in tighter and kissed you deeper. His hands went to the back of your head and pulled you down to the bed. 

You moaned and could feel your arousal starting to grow. Ben stopped and looked at you “so beautiful. My beautiful girl.” You blushed and he kissed you again. His lips set your soul on fire and his touch drove you wild. He pulled at the hem of your shirt and you leaned up helping him remove your shirt. Your bra was already off so your bare breasts were exposed to the cool air in the room. Your nipples grew hard with every touch of Ben’s fingers. His lips trailed down your neck and to your collarbone. One of his calloused hands grabbed your breast and his lips sucked on the other. You tilted your head back and moaned his name. “Mmm, Ben. Please take me now.” You moaned. 

Ben hooked his fingers in the waistband of your pants and pulled them down along with your panties. You lifted your hips to help him take them off. You could see his arousal in his boxers and you bit your lower lip. Ben was large and thick. He was bigger than any other man you’d been with. When you first started sleeping together his length and girth hurt, but now it curled your toes. Ben stood beside the bed and removed his boxers, letting his hard length spring free. 

“You ready sweetheart?” Ben asked seductively. You shook your head yes. Not trusting your own voice. “Words, baby girl. Use your words.” Ben said. “Yes, Ben. Please. I need you.” You moaned. Ben climbed on the bed and parted your legs with his. He kissed up your thighs stopping at your dripping wet folds. He used his calloused fingers to separate them, feeling the wetness and heat. He swiped his fingers over your swollen clit and you moaned, bucking your hips. “Don’t tease me, Ben.” you moaned. “So needy, aren’t you sweetheart.” He grinned. 

Ben pumped himself a few times before lining his swollen cock to your dripping wet entrance. He slowly pushed in, you both gasped. You bucked your hips and wrapped your legs around his waist trying to push him in. He took the hint and bottomed out deep inside. “Oh Ben!” You gasped and dug your nails in his biceps. He smirked and pulled almost out before thrusting in again. Each thrust, each moan pushed you closer to the release you were chasing. Ben leaned back, took his thumb and started to rub circles on your clit. You moaned loudly and pushed yourself into his thumb. “Play with yourself baby. I want to feel you cum on my cock. Squeeze my cock with your tight little pussy.” Ben whispered in your ear. 

You reached your hand between the two of you and started rubbing your swollen clit. Ben grabbed the back of your thighs and lifted your legs onto his shoulders. He started to pick up the pace as he was helping you chase your release, he was chasing his too. “Ben..I’m..close..I’m gonna..” “Cum for me sweetheart. Cum all over my cock.” Ben urged. “Oh fuck! BEN!!” You screamed his name as you came hard and your walls clenched around his cock. Ben stopped his thrusts and buried his face in the crook of your neck. You cumming like you did almost made him cum too. 

He leaned back up, kissing your lips as he got back in position. He began thrusting in you again. You could tell he was close. His movements became more determined and deeper. Your nails dug into his large biceps and your fingers danced lightly over his toned chest. This man was a god among men and he was all yours. A single tear slipped out of your eye. You weren’t sad, in that moment as you were looking up into his green eyes you knew he meant what he said. He loved you and he wanted only you. Looking deep in his eyes you whispered “I love you, my Benji. Always and forever.” 

Ben leaned down and captured your lips with his. The kiss was soft and full of love. “I love you too, my y/n/n, Always and forever.” His thrust began to get sloppy and you knew he was close. “Cum Ben, please cum in me. Fill me up with your seed. Put a baby in me.” You said breathlessly. That turned Ben on more than you realized. He growled and started to thrust harder. Then with one final thrust he came hard with a loud grunt. You could feel him coat your womb with his seed. As he finished he pulled out. A little of his cum seeped out of your used pussy. 

Ben went to the bathroom to grab a washcloth to clean you both up. Once you were both clean he tossed it to the side and pulled you close. He kissed your head and both of you let out a contented sigh. “I love you so much, Y/N.” “I love you too, Ben. Let’s enjoy this cool air and get some much needed sleep.” You said as you yawned. “I agree, but answer me one question before we go to sleep.” He sat up. “Sure, Ben, what is it?” You asked, closing your eyes. “Will you marry me?” Ben asked. Your eyes opened wide and you sat up. “What?!?” “I want you to marry me. Will you marry me?” Ben questioned again. You sat shocked. “Ben, I would love nothing more than to marry you.” You replied and smiled. He pulled you into a kiss and both of you laid down. 

You placed your head on his chest, hearing the steady beat of his heart. His arms were wrapped around you and he was letting his fingers draw delicate patterns on your skin. You felt safe in his arms. Regardless of everything that happened today, you knew he loved you and you loved him. You understood that sometimes we all can get just a bit cranky. 

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[1-800reki]

❝random Ranpo Edogawa headcanons!❞

summary: random Ranpo headcannons :3

pairings: ranpo x reader

a/n: ranpo is so baby girl like, I'd commit fanum tax 4 him!! >_<

• He eats your food without warning. You cannot put food in the fridge without him eating it.

• He's a gremlin when it comes to stealing your food 😭

• You have to buy food almost every day since he eats almost everything in sight.

• He makes alot of jokes and can't take much serious, so talking to him it can be tricky.

• You guys definitely were two people who bumped into each other and then were interested.

• Ranpo has many talents that he keeps underwraps!! (And shares with you ofc 😼) he can play an instrument and cook well

• He likes when you give him piggyback rides!!

• If you were busy doing something, he'd bite you (playfully) to catch you off guard.

• Eating snacks around him is like trying to survive from acid. One time, you were about to eat chips, and he had just fallen asleep. So, you made the better decision- cutting the bag with scissors!... which wasn't a good idea because the bag fell out of your hands and on the floor. You noticed how quickly he shot up to get a snack.

• When you talk to him, be patient 😭 he has a short attention span and will focus on something else. However, he does listen to you but zoning out is fun.

• Your weekends with him are spent on lazy cuddles and kisses, making a meal together and bike riding. You two are truly the golden retriever + black cat couple (which ever way tailors to you :>)

• Ranpo LOVESSS affection. Like, don't walk up to him and hug him and walk away. You WILL stay in that bear hug for atleast 10 minutes, and he'll enjoy every second of it.

• professional lover yapper 💪😀. Like actually. When he's with Dazai, he always tells him about you.

• He has a weird sense of humor tbh 😭 but not everything he'd find funny. So watch out.

• Whenever you go shopping with him you lose him. He always wanders off to the snack aisle and it takes you a whole 20 minutes to find him.

• Whenever he's tired he clings to you like a pillow. Mostly in the morning when you wake up earlier than him.

• He stays up very late either eating or watching TV while eating.

• Sometimes when you get 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂 it's like the woohoo in Sims 🥰.

• If he ever upsets you, he'll be right at your side with apology snacks (that he did his best to not eat) and hugs that you can't get out of. He'll cling to you until you feel better or aren't mad at him anymore.

• If you do get mad like really mad he'll back off for half an hour before trying to talk to you.

• When you first started dating you cooked for him so he wouldn't eat out almost every day because he was too lazy to cook for himself.

• He loves your cooking!! >0<

• He would straight up be blunt if he didn't like your cooking but one sad look on your face and he'll eat it.

• When he feels silly he'll follow you around the house trying to annoy you. (he's so pookie right?)

• He loves cuddling in the night but he's always the little spoon whether you like it or not.

a/n: this is so silly :3

[brandycranby]

ce characters + whether your asian parents would like them and how to win them over 🥺😣🫶🏻💕🍵

based on unfortunately realistic intrusive thoughts i have while reading self-insert fics

steve: military? hm. desi peeps leave ur comments bc idk how desi parents feel but i know ALL the east asian and southeast asian parents and grandparents might have something to say about that. the US army has left its mark.. just saying... better highlight his better features such as his sensitive artistic nature!! wait. wait. not that either, no need for them to call him a bum at the dinner table.

just... have him win your mom over with his stunning future son-in-law adorableness and charming smile 😀

andy: lawyer. that's it- no, no it doesn't matter if your EA mom prefers flower boys and he's a little too bearded. lawyer. the desi parents are messaging the Whatsapp group chat, they're calling the fam back in the motherland. look at that beard. lawyer.

tall ✅ upper middle-class ✅ drives an audi ✅ divorced? he has you now.

ari: handsome... ok.. but also. military. hmm. non-religious/non-abrahamic religious peeps, your asian parents might give him a better reception. but um, "divorced?" "has a daughter??" "soldier la??" "he have steady income???" 👁️👄👁️

my super religious background peeps, im so sorry. maybe the part where he's Jewish will get lost in translation. um. that's a fight and a half at the dinner table, good luck 🥲 maybe just elope.

curtis: ... I MEAN IS IT THE APOCALYPSE?? if not, your dad would probably like him. a man's man. strong, silent, built like a brick wall and does whatever DIY project he points him towards when you visit. your mom will call him scary. i don't think that would change whether you're E/S/SEA, your mom is pulling you aside in the kitchen and asking if you're really sure about him.

let Curtis show his gentle side. yeah, he's tall and intimidating but he has a soft heart. tell your lil cousins and niblings to use him as a jungle gym

jake: see Andy above- no, EVEN MORE POWERFUL THAN ANDY. yeah, military veteran, yeah, he's a lil awkward. but. computer science. information technology. wifi. tvs, laptops, phones. your parents are going to turn him into their personal help line and you might have to put a stop to it but goddamn if they don't call him son the minute this convo happens:

"he's in cybersecurity"

"what is cyba-"

"... IT"

"OH EYE-TEE. EYE-TEE VERY GOOD"

ransom: he's rich. he wears L.L. Bean and probably has the Louis Vuitton travel duffle bag. ransom is the nicest dressed, actually fashionable, sleek, and nicest smelling compared to the rest of these bozos. your mom loves him already. your dad is on the fence but also, he's well off enough to take care of you.

don't... say that he writes. yes, he does write. but focus on the fact that he's connected to a big big publishing house. yes yes. if this is an au and he's in charge of Blood Like Wine. BUSINESS OWNER, TAKE THAT.

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disclaimer, all asian parents different. my dad is a graphic designer/artsy (though idk if he'd want me to date an artist tbh...) if ur parents aren't represented feel free to reblog w ur thoughts 😌

[mikuni14]

Twins - Ep 7

I tried to write some sensible commentary on this episode, but no sensible words come to mind 🤡

I love this series, I love how chaotic it is, how for 6 episodes nothing happens in terms of romance, but there are random, sudden scenes of the second couple making out hotly - a couple which is barely shown and if you don't watch carefully, you can even miss them. And how the main couple catches up with all the previous episodes in terms of their romance in one episode 😀😂👌

MY EVERLASITNG LOVE IS SPRITE, MY BELOVED PRECIOUS BOY, THE BEST HIMBO BOY THAT HAS EVER HIMBED. Sprite has no filter, he is very dumb, but at the same time he has the surprising wisdom of the ancient gods. He doesn't see how he's being treated badly (DON'T WORRY BABY, I SEE IT, I'M NOTING IT IN DETAIL, AND I'M HOLDING MY GRUDGES FOREVER), but he always sees when others need his help. Sprite's game is at a level impossible for mere mortals to achieve. He has First where he wants, he does with him what he wants, how he wants, when he wants. First didn't even notice how his entire existence is now in Sprite's hand (the other hand, not the one holding the garbage bag). First's mood depends on Sprite, what he will do, what he will tell him, how he will behave. First, the "perfect grumpy dude", in the presence of Sprite turns into a pathetic, sad, sulking jealous babygirl, who is 🥺 because Sprite gives him ONLY 96.78% of his attention and who is 🥰 because Sprite says that he is his special, most important boy…. I AM IN AWE, that's my son! And the funniest thing is that Sprite doesn't do it consciously, he is SINCERELY devastated that he is not on the same team as First, he honestly runs after him with the most 🥺🥰🥳🤡😇🤩😋😊 face in the world, he sincerely wants to be with him and take care of him. Putting aside everything that happens in The Sign, the shoe-tying scene is my third favorite, hottest scene of the year. And that is the perfection that is Twins. They have no shame or objections at all to just... randomly throw a scene that makes me wonder why I'm still alive and writing these words and not my own epitaph.

And that's not even all! There's also the adorable necklace scene with Salmon, Evil!Buddhist Monk sowing disturbance with his whispered evil words :) random scenes with the other characters and their own messy lives, how social media and shipping culture destroy friendships and real people, Sam heartbroken pumping volleyball balls while the camera shows him from behind 😭😂…

The only thing I didn't like, but I just NEVER like it, was the romanticization of bruises. No honey, bruises are NOT signs of love, can we stop this already?

But! Back to being stupid and high. I can't help but praise the 'realization of their feelings and the kiss' scene, which was the most random, ridiculous, TRASHY lol and funniest scene in the world, which I spent half of wheezing on the floor, but which I absolutely fucking LOVE.

The amount of love I feel for Sprite and his pure energy is immeasurable. Both me and First have NO chance, he's just too powerful. And the moment when Sprite knelt in front of First, slowly and never breaking eye contact, was defining and life-changing for both of us 💖

[seattlesellie]

looord i need my loser rizzless lesb ellie because im the COMPLETE opposite i looove to tease and act annoying and flirt for fun and i feel like she would die every time i sent her a half lidded stare lmao i love losers sm i need HELP ..

this is why jackson ellie (esp dance ellie) is so dear to me its like peak rizzless clueless lesbian core 😭 shes so dumb and what u described is exactly like that scene where her and dina are looking at the view before the weed part and dinas so clearly flirting and ellies like “uhh 😀 where do we check in?” like u literal idiot someones trying to bag u…. and when she blushes at the dance… and does her little cute dumb smiles…. shes so loser coded like that is the face of an actual loser. u made me wanna write -900 rizz ellie again but like loser ellie x confident flirty reader who makes her stumble on her words and sweat <333

[lambsouvlaki]

For the Hell of it - Coming Home

Character: Jason Todd x civilian! Fem!oc

Rating and Warnings: SFW

Word Count: 1257

Summary: Jason comes home from a long trip away from Gotham and visits Andy. Both of them try very hard to pretend they're not yearning.

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Jason arrived back to Gotham after two months in space.

He was sore, tired, and annoyed. He hated space. There was never enough room, the food was terrible, and no matter how much you liked your fellow voyagers, the close quarters and endless hours with nothing to do meant he spent the whole time in endless petty arguments. 

He was pretty sure he owed half the Outlaws apologies for the stupid shit he said on the ride home. 

He dumped his bag of gear in the doorway of his cold apartment. The lights took a second to come on and bathed the rooms in bleak white light. He pulled out his phone and saw the backlog of messages and calls. He scrolled past and deleted most of them. 

Andy had sent him a backlog of memes. A tired smile tugged at his mouth. 

He had thought giving her some space while he was in actual space would probably be good for both of them. He hadn’t had this much to do with someone outside of the hero scene since before his death. It wasn’t fair to her when she didn’t know the danger inherent with his company. 

He chuckled at a hideous meme about Nicholas Nickleby. Damn, he had missed her. 

He’d forgotten just how stabilising it was to have civilian friends. How relaxing it was. It kind of weirded him out sometimes. No wonder Dick was always hassling Bruce to go socialise. 

He flipped her a message, letting her know he was back. 

He shucked off his shirt and took a shower. He rewrapped his bandages but couldn’t be bothered shaving. His stubble was really just a beard by now. Tomorrow’s problem.

In a towel and slippers he wandered back through his apartment. Was it always so draughty? He’d forgotten to turn the heating on or close the curtains. He pulled the fridge open. 

It was completely empty. 

He tipped his head back and sighed for about a million years. 

Of course he’d cleared everything out before he left. He wasn’t an idiot. And there was plenty of shelf stable food in the pantry, he could technically feed every bat in the city for a year, but he was not eating rehydrated food from a packet tonight. He refused. 

His phone buzzed on the counter. He flipped it over. Andy’s face glowed next to a message asking if he wanted to come over for dinner. 

‘Got a giant pot pie in the oven,’ she said. 

He grinned. He wasn’t going to say yes, all he needed was a quiet night decompressing. Still. The thought counted. 

He opened a delivery app.

Andy sent him a photo. Her giant dog’s soulful eyes and fluffy snout took over the screen. 

‘Marlow doesn’t want you to eat sad take out in a sad empty apartment.’

‘My apartment isn’t sad,’ he replied.

‘But it doesn’t have Marlow. Who’s begging will you cave to and give the scraps from your plate?’

‘Marlow makes a compelling case.’

He flicked back to the delivery app. He scrolled by pizza and stir fry and curry. He opened the fridge again. Still empty.  

He opened the chat. 

‘What kind of pot pie?’

‘Beef burgundy.’

He leaned his head against the fridge door. 

‘I’ll be there in twenty

‘😀’

He threw some pants and an old shirt on and grabbed a bottle of wine from the depths of his pantry. 

Shortly after he climbed the stairs to Andy’s apartment. It was a nice enough spot for Crime Alley, a corner apartment on the top level. The elevator didn’t work, the paint was peeling, and the balcony was technically condemned, but the landlord hadn’t put the rent up in five years. A steal. 

He heard excited dog noises from behind the door before he even knocked. His shoulders relaxed.

The door swung open a moment later and Andy grinned up at him, the vanguard of a wave of wave air that enveloped him. He was holding a bottle of wine, she was holding a potato peeler. He folded her into a hug. She squeezed him happily. 

She took the wine, and he soon found himself sitting on the living room floor, his back against the couch, with a giant happy dog sitting on his legs. He was warm and sank into a puddle of golden afternoon light. Delicious smells wafted in from the kitchen and MASH reruns played quietly on the tv. He had somehow ended up holding the potato peeler.

“Can I help?” he called, even though he suspected if he had to stand up again he might just cry. 

Andy laughed from the kitchen. “Absolutely not.” 

He draped his arms over Marlow’s back, and let his head fall back against the couch. A contented huff came from the dog. Jason closed his eyes. 

When next he opened them the light had changed. 

The curtains were closed. A reading lamp off to the side cast diffuse orange light across the room. The opening credits for a later season of MASH played quietly on the tv. 

He turned his head, groggy and unconcerned. Andy sat curled up on the couch behind him and to the side. He spied a scraped empty plate next to her and an open book on the arm rest. The dog had dragged over his bed and was sleeping next to both of them. 

He looked up at her for a moment, studying her. The curl of her hand against her cheek. The little flyaway of her hair curling over her forehead. One shoulder of her cardigan slipping down her arm. Her toes tucked under a couch cushion. If he was a painter, he would want to paint her here, now. 

“Dinner’s in the oven for you,” she said quietly. 

His stomach reminded him of how pressing a concern that was. 

He clambered up with a groan. Marlow came along to the kitchen to see what he was doing, and then back again to sit optimistically at his feet. 

Jason sat next to Andy on the couch and ate his fill.

“I forgot how good a cook you are,” he moaned. 

She beamed. 

He pointed with his fork. “My turn, next time. I owe you.”

Her smile turned lazy. “Sure. Next time I fall off the map for two months and resurface with a beard and a full week of sleep debt, you can do the cooking.”

He narrowed his eyes while chewing his mashed potatoes. “Cute.” 

“You’re cute.” 

“Yeah I am. Fuckin’ adorable.” 

“Missed you, Jay.”

Something thick lodged in his throat. Too much, it was too much, if he opened his mouth something stupid would come out. 

Andy’s expression shuttered. She looked down at her book. 

“Too much peace and quiet without me?” he managed. He aimed for soft, and not sharp, and hoped like hell he succeeded. He was too rough and jagged for this kind woman. She didn’t deserve his bullshit. 

“Not enough peace and quiet,” she said like nothing had happened. “I can’t trick anyone else into walking Marlow for me. He’s taken to whining about it.” 

The dog sat up straighter at hearing his name.

“Really? Two whole months and nobody’s replaced me as his favourite?”

She shrugged and reached out to rub behind his ears. “No other contenders.”

“Well they’re missing out,” Jason said. He rubbed Marlow’s flank. 

They petted opposite sides of the dog, not making eye contact. Marlow, who had never hesitated to love anyone in his life, was perfectly happy to receive their affections.

Next>>

[jungkookslipring]

Giggles for Lixie pt 3

A part 3 you want, a part you’ll get 😊

Pairings: Lee!Felix Ler!Seungmin 🐤 🐶

Genre: fluff ❤️

It was another day of SKZ filming content for their variety show. The time had come for them to find out who they were rooming with. Seungmin made his way to his assigned room and smiled up at the security camera. When he opened the door, he walked into an empty room, assuming he was the first one. He was wrong. So so wrong. When he set his bag down on the bed, his fellow September brother pushed his way through the curtains and yelled out. Seungmin jumped not long before screaming

“AHHH SON OF A B!TCH”

Felix threw his head back and smacked the bed laughing to his heart's content. Seungmin tried to steady his heartbeat as he looked at Felix in complete shock.

“I knew Seungmin would come!” Felix said happily as he got on the bed to go hug Seungmin.

“I’m sorry,” Felix laughed as Seungmin gripped his neck.

“That’s the first time I ever screamed like this,” Seungmin laughed as the Aussie dissolved into another fit of laughter. After the two settled down, they went about their day shooting with the rest of the group. When it was time for bed, the duo retreated to their respective room. When Felix was getting under the covers, Seungmin pounced on top of him and straddled his waist. Felix yelped in his strong Aussie accent before dissolving into giggles when the slightly younger September brother started squeezing his sides.

“Minniehehehehe what are you doiheheheheng,” Felix giggled as he tried to grab the hands that were squeezing his sides mercilessly.

“This is for scaring me half to death earlier,” Seungmin explained with that shit eating grin of his. Felix shook his head as the giggles continued to flow.

“You’re so bahahahahad,” he squeaked as Seungmin went higher up on his ribs.

“I’m bad?! I could’ve lost my voice and the world would’ve imploaded!” Seungmin exclaimed dramatically, but he couldn’t help but laugh. He loved hearing Felix’s giggles. Felix was growing weaker trying to grab Seungmin’s hands. He rolled all over the bed trying to get away from all the tickles but Seungmin was too quick.

“Minniehehehehe,” Lix giggles as Seungmin manages to grab a hold of both of Felix’s wrists. Felix’s eyes widened.

“Woah how are you so strAAAAHHHAHAHAHAHAHA SEUNGMIN!” Felix screeched as the younger’s free hand went under Felix’s shirt and started squeezing his armpit. Seungmin laughed along with Felix as he squeezed and poked Felix’s underarm.

“MINNIE IT TICKLES” he screeched as he curled up as much as he could, shoving half of his face into the pillow.

“Well duh I’d be shocked if it didn’t,” Seungmin said sarcastically, giggling along with the happy Ray of sunshine under him.

“GEHEHET OUT OF MY PIT MINNIEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE” Felix screeched, not having the energy to fight.

“I would but my hand is kind of trapped under your arm Bbogie,” Seungmin shrugged as his fingers wiggled effortlessly. Felix gave up and let his body go limp, his eyes squeezed shut as the tickles took over his body. The torture went on for who knows how long until Felix finally screamed

“MINNIE I GIHIHIHIHIVE!” Seungmin slowed down his tickles and got off of Felix.

“You’re a menace, Minnie,” Felix giggles as he rolls over to lay on top of Seungmin.

“A second ago you were trying to get away from me and now you’re on top of me?” Seungmin laughed. Felix giggled and hid his face in Seungmin’s chest.

“Cuddles,” Felix demanded. Seungmin laughed as he threaded his fingers through Felix’s blonde locks.

“Agh so cute,” Seungmin sighed happily as the Aussie’s eyes fluttered shut.

[shovel-hooligan-frontera]

you and me both javier 😔

yup. you meet alicia. and she never lets you leave. she owns u now. ONCE AGAIN THE CHICKS WITH THEIR TINY RAT MEN THEY TREAT LIKE PURSE DOGS.

THIS IS ME AND MY FAMILY EVERY TIME I HAVE AN AWARD CEREMONY OR SOME SHIT LMAOOOOOOOOOOOO the introvert vs proud parent dilema

aweee :') he cares. "your a piece of shit but your my piece of shit so stop being sad and go back to being the worst man alive"

they playin some 8D chess here.

that lloyd frontera charm.

"if you failed?"

"run"

they are bestest friends to me. bros for life.

pathetic men for the win. lloyd is like a half dead chihuahua that alicia carries around in a bag

wow. such a hero.

time to go on a killing spree😀🔪

ANYONE WHO EVER HURT LIL BRO LINE UP IMMA BEAT YOU INTO THE GROUND

murderous plan concocted 👍

HHAHAHAHAHHAHAGSGAGGAGGEGW

muehehehhe

[ember20sblog]

TW!!! B!nging/overeating and 🤮

Don’t read if you’ll get easily triggered!! I’m not promoting ED behaviors this is my own personal struggles/vent about it

So I was doing well today with restricting, like really well. All I had up u until 2:30pm or so was one black coffee in the morning, one coffee with almond milk and a little bit of vegan creamer with less than half of an apple. Then my dumb ass started eating more and I almost finished an entire bag of tortilla chips and rice crackers😭

So I tried 🤮 when I was home alone, which might I add is usually easy for me. But TODAY?! WTF!!! It was so hard!!! I could barely get anything up and it was painful and burning too!! I only waited 10 minutes so I have no clue why it was so difficult. Maybe bc I haven’t done it in a while but still I usually have no issues with it. So how I feel even worse and wanna d!e😀so I will be disappearing until I can get my shit together and stop being such a disgusting POS

[bnha-more-like-bnh-gay]

So, for a couple of years now, I've been reading the old X-Men comics of the 70s & 80s, and a few recent issues from '87 have given me a great idea for an AU.

Ready?

Dazzler!Izuku 😀

So, Izuku is born with a quirk that allows him to transform sound into photonic energy. Anything from generating benign blobs of light that move, pulsate, and change color in relation to whatever music he's listening to (tho, this can be weaponized too; during the sludge villain attack, Izuku overwhelms the villain's eyes with a fantastic light show that leaves him catatonic), to concentrating a single, loud noise into a laser beam that deals concussive damage.

Izuku would, of course, gravitate towards Present Mic as a mentor. And he would team up well with Jirou.

So, what do you think?

I AM SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG TO REPLY TO, SCHOOL AND MY MENTAL HEALTH FUCKED ME OVER. I have had half of this in my queue for about 3 months, ya bitch was just burnt tf out 💀

But dude, I absolutely fucking love this 😭😭

Heads up, my knowledge of physics is limited so I’m not going to be talking much about the actual details of his quirk until after I learn more about it, but I hope you enjoy!!!

Izuku who makes physics jokes.

He has shirts with physics puns on them. A shirt that says, “the photon checked into the hotel and was asked if it had any bags, it said, “no thanks, I’m traveling light!”

Reminds me of the time I was dual enrolling and in my psychology class, I said, “I once asked the librarian if she had a book on Pavlov’s dog and Schrödinger’s cat. She said it rung a bell but she wasn’t sure if it was there or not!”

I thought I was so funny, but everyone else hated me.

Izuku is that kid. He does that shit

Inko loves it, she thinks her son is hilarious. Mic loves it. The little lister is so smart! Nezu has a goddamn field day. Aizawa is so tired, but secretly likes the jokes. He face palms every time and acts like it’s the end of the world, but he does like them. Midnight thinks it’s great, she asks izuku for more jokes/puns all the time. Mainly to annoy Aizawa. But still. BRUH, MISS JOKE. SHE LOVES THIS LITTLE SHIT. I honestly feel like all might wouldn’t understand most of them, but he’d love them anyway.

Izuku: I was studying frequencies, but now my brain Hertz.

He accidentally freaks people out the first few weeks in the dorm because they’re not used to it/expecting it.

The number of times mina asks for mood lighting

I really want to drive home that he makes an unholy amount of puns

He doesn’t even try to, it just happens so naturally. Shouto has theorized that it’s a secondary quirk.

You have spoken directly to my soul with mentor mic (and Jirou/izuku friends)

They’d all work so well together though

Mic brings him to Put Your Hands Up Radio not only to work with his quirk, but to help with his nerves

It is no secret that izuku is a nervous lad, but I raise you, mic was also a nervous lad (personal headcanon, but you cannot tell me that lad doesn’t have generalized anxiety)

Mic helps izuku gain some coping mechanisms (or coping mic-anisms if you will (thank you, thank you))

Mic is a nerd, izuku is a nerd, Jirou is cool, but a nerd. Jirou, similar to Aizawa, rolls her eyes at the physics puns, but does she think they’re funny? Yes. Yes, she does. They defends izuku when people mock his puns

Mic couldn’t be prouder of his children

Thank you for the ask! I hope you enjoyed! Sorry it was kinda short 😅

[winchesterwild78]

Carry on My Wayward Son pt 2

Master List

Characters: Dean x Reader, Sam

Warnings: A little spice, (nothing too bad), fluff

A/N: Just something I’ve been thinking about. This takes place at the end of Season 15. Dean doesn’t die, cause dammit he deserved better than that. Uses Supernatural characters but doesn’t follow the storyline. All work is my own. Don’t take it. 

Dean survived and is coming home after the rebar accident. Think of this as our Season 16. 😀

Minors DNI 18+

About half an hour later you returned to the hospital with Dean’s food, and pie. Walking in his room he was sitting up and joking around with Sam. “Hey sweetheart. I’m glad you’re back. I’m starving.” He smiled at you. 

You crossed the room, sitting the bag of food in front of him and placing a kiss on his lips. You were just going in for a quick kiss, but Dean deepened the kiss. He licked your bottom lip and you parted your lips, allowing him entrance. The kiss turned passionate, all the anxiety and fear of almost losing him pouring out in the kiss. Dean’s hands went into your hair, pulling you closer. 

You moaned. Sam cleared his throat. You giggled and your face flushed red. “Sorry Sammy.” Dean laughed, “Yeah, Sorry Sammy.”

Dean began eating the food you bought and Sam grabbed a burger too. “Thanks sweetheart.” Dean said with a mouth full of food. You smiled at him and nodded. You sat down beside him and watched him eat and joke around. Your heart is full of love and clenched at the thought of almost losing him. 

Sam, Dean and you had talked about leaving hunting. Sammy had considered going back to college to be a lawyer, Dean was thinking about being a firefighter, and you had considered becoming a nurse or teacher. One thing was certain, Dean wanted to marry you and have children with you. 

A few hours later, the doctor returned to check on Dean. Checking his wound and everything else, the doctor decided Dean could go home as long as he took it easy. “Mrs. Winchester, I’m going to need you to keep an eye on him. Make sure he doesn’t push himself, he keeps the wound clean and you’re going to need to help change his bandage.” You smiled, “I can do that.” “Great, before I send in the paperwork, do any of you have any questions?” Dean smirked, “Yeah doc, when can I have sex with my beautiful wife?” You blushed and Dean laughed. “Well, as long as you two take it easy I think whenever you feel strong enough.” Dean nodded and smiled.

The doctor left the room and Dean laughed at how red you were. “Sweetheart, why are you so red? It’s not like he doesn’t know we have sex. I mean look at you baby, so beautiful.” You smiled, “I know he knows we’ve had sex, but Dean you almost died. I almost lost you and all you can think about is sex?” 

Dean took your hand, “No, that’s not all I’m thinking about. I’m thinking about our life together, our future together, that I almost died and I’d never feel your lips on mine again. It scared the hell out of me. The thought of never holding you in my arms again, damn sweetheart. I’ve been to hell and back, and not being able to hold you is worse than hell.” 

You took a shaky breath and leaned in to kiss him. “Dean Winchester, I love you so damn much.” He smirked, “I know, Jack said you prayed hard. The pain he felt from you and the love you have for me is what made him send me back. He said we deserved a chance at heaven on Earth.” 

About half an hour later Dean was discharged from the hospital. The three of you went back to the hotel the boys had been staying in before you three headed home the next day. 

“Hey guys, I’m gonna get another room so you two can be alone.” Sam said as he walked towards the front desk. You smiled and nodded, grateful for Sam. 

Dean took your hand and led you into the hotel room. He was practically pulling you in and you were giggling. As the two of you crossed the threshold of the door Dean closed the door, locking it and pulled you into his arms. 

“God I would have missed that laugh of yours, and these beautiful y/e/c eyes. These kissable lips, this neck.” Dean was kissing down your neck when you stopped him. 

“Dean, remember the doctor said you had to take it easy.” “I am taking it easy, sweetheart. Making love to you is easy.” Dean winked at you. 

Dean backed you up to the bed and laid you back. He climbed between your legs and peppered your body with kisses. You leaned up, removed your shirt and bra and Dean removed his shirt. He winced in pain. “Dean, honey, please be careful.” “Maybe I should lay down, and you get on top.” Dean suggested. “I think that’s a good idea.” You kissed his lips. 

Later that night, laying in Dean’s arms after several rounds of love making, Dean held you close whispering in your ear. “Sweetheart, I want to get out. I want to have babies with you, marry you and live a normal life.” You leaned up and looked into his green eyes that were so full of love, “What about Sammy? I know you’d never leave him in this life alone.” “He told me at the hospital he was planning on proposing to Eileen. He sees a future with her. He’s also looked into going back to Stanford. He wants out of this life too.” 

“Dean, I'd love nothing more than to marry you and have your babies. If you’re sure this is what you want then let’s do it.” Dean pulled you close and kissed your lips, “I do sweetheart, I’m tired of living this life and I want a normal life with you. Now, let’s start working on making those babies.” You laughed as Dean pulled you back on top of him. All night he hadn’t used a condom. Which was out of character for him, even with you. You knew he was trying to get you pregnant tonight. Dean was nothing if not determined when he wanted something.

The next morning the three of you headed back to the bunker. Dean drove the Impala and Sam drove your car, while you rode with Dean. A few hours later Dean was pulling into the bunker. Dean got out of the car and stretched, “Home sweet home.” 

You grabbed the bags and went to your shared room with Dean. You started to unpack as he sat on the bed and removed his shoes. Your mind kept drifting back to what Sam told you Dean said, “Tell her to look in the safe in our room.” Curiosity got the better of you. “Dean, honey. Sam told me you said to look in the safe, do you still want me to or no?” Dean’s head shot up, “Oh, um no, sweetheart. You don’t need to now.” You nodded, a little disappointed, but you figured whatever was in there was something he wanted you to have if he had died.” 

You kissed him and gently touched his face, “Baby I’m so glad you’re home, safe. I’m going to go cook some dinner.” As you started to walk away, Dean grabbed your hand and pulled you close to him, “Hey, I love you, Y/N. I promise you’ll know what’s in there, just not right now.” You nodded, “I know baby.” 

You left your room and walked into the kitchen to start making dinner. You put in your earbuds and started getting dinner ready. Singing and dancing around the kitchen. You hadn’t noticed Dean leaning against the doorframe watching you. 

As you danced and moved your hips around, Dean felt his heart flutter. He loved watching you sing and dance around like you didn’t have a care in the world. 

He knew this was one way you dealt with the turmoil in your mind. Dean was about to interrupt your mini concert when he heard his name being called. He turned and standing next to him was Jack. 

Dean stepped over and pulled Jack into a deep hug. “Jack! Man it’s good to see you kid.” “Hi Dean. I just wanted to come check on you guys.” “Well we just got back and we’re already talking about getting out of here his life.” “Dean, yours and Sam’s jobs are done. The only thing left for you two to do is carry on with your lives, the way it was intended for you to do. You and Y/N take care of each other and the babies.” 

“What babies?” Dean asked, flabbergasted. “She’s pregnant, Dean.” “Wow, so I guess I did get her pregnant last night.” “No Dean, she’s been pregnant, and with twins. You got her pregnant that night 2 months ago when you both got drunk, jumped in the lake and had..” Dean threw his hands up, “Okay Jack, I don’t need you to tell me what happened. I remember.” Dean chuckled. “Why are you turning red, Dean?” “I’m not, Jack. You know what, just forget it.” 

Jack told Dean to take care and he’d be around. As Dean walked back into the kitchen he saw you still dancing. His smile stretched across his face. You were pregnant with his babies. 

Dean crossed the room, threw his arms around you and pulled you into a searing kiss. When he pulled away you both were breathless. “What was that for?” “I just love you so much, sweetheart.” “I love you too, Dean. Now let me finish dinner. You should be resting anyway.” Dean nodded and walked back to your shared room. He walked over to the safe and took out the thing he’d been keeping in there. The one item that he’s had with him since he was little. This was what he wanted you to find in the safe. His mother’s engagement ring. Now he wanted you to have it, to be his wife and be his forever. 

Dean carried the diamond in the palm of his hand as he walked towards the kitchen. His heart pounding in his chest, palms sweating and his hands trembling. 

As he turned the corner there you were. His home, mother of his children, his future. You looked up and saw Dean. You removed your earbuds, “Dean, are you okay baby? You’re shaking.” 

Dean’s lips landed on yours, “More than okay. I love you so much. You’re my home, my best friend, my lover and the mother of my children. The one title you don’t have officially is my wife.” Dean dropped to his knee, and took your hand. “Will you marry me?” Dean slipped the ring on your finger, causing you to gasp, “Yes, Dean I’ll marry you.” He stood up and kissed you again. 

When he pulled away you looked at him, “Dean, I don’t have the title of the mother to your children yet.” You chuckled. “Actually, you do.” Dean placed his hand softly on your belly. Your eyes went wide. “Jack paid a visit and told me you’re about 2 months pregnant with twins.” 

Your breath hitched as your hands went to your belly, “Oh my god, I’m pregnant?!” 

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[stxrmylxve]

hi, could you make a smut of ryusei satou x sub reader him calling his house after his mother left

I looked up this character and like who is this hottie?? 😀 I read the manga and yet didn’t even remember this gang wtf uhmm anyways… enjoy! (fem reader)

He waved goodbye to his mother as she blew him a kiss and got into her old car, backing out of the driveway and driving off in an instant.

He sighs to himself and ran a hand through his curly hair, glancing over at your house across the street to see you peering back coincidentally. You smiles awkwardly and waves, spawning a smile on his face and he held up his phone and pointed to it with his other hand.

He turned away first, walking into the now still house and slumped on the couch, awaiting his phone to go off. Sure enough, it did about a minute later, and his screen read ‘the cute neighbor ❤️’.

He answered it and listened to you rustle around and say goodbye to your parents, imagining you tugging on the same slip on shoes you always wore and slung your bag over your shoulder, shutting the door and starting towards his house.

“Miss me so much you needed to talk to me before you saw me?” he says with a chuckle as you hang up abruptly, knocking on the door soon after.

He rubs his eyes and gets up, dragging towards the door with a smile as he opens it up to have his beliefs true; your hair was a mess, you wore the same sweatshirt you always wore to cover up what you sported only for him, and your slip on shoes matched your bag.

“Hey.” he says simply, stepping aside to allow you into the familiar house.

“How much time do we have today?” you ask, slipping your shoes off at the door and setting down your bag nearby.

“A few hours. Plenty of time.” he says as he tugs your sweatshirt off, revealing the overly short crop top with a red laced bra. He could only imagine how the rest of you looked, so he also tugged off your shorts to reveal your matching set.

You instinctively put your hands up, both the cold air and the fact that you were almost naked with him fully clothed getting to you.

“Oh come on, nothing I haven’t seen.” he says with a chuckle as he drags you towards his bedroom.

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“Still as beautiful as ever.” he says with a cheeky grin as you layed down on his bed, covering your face with your hands as he lined up.

“Let me see that pretty face, otherwise I won’t do anything.” he says sternly as you peak through your hands, but not taking them completely off.

You let out a whine of disapproval as he pinched your nipple, taking your hands off with a pout as you looked the other way.

“unfair.” you muttered as he quirked his eyebrows in amusement at your unusually bratty behavior.

“What’s gotten into you? Do I need to teach you..” he starts as he runs an icy finger along your chin, “how to act correctly?”

You shook your head and earned another annoyed look, opting to mutter a small “no”.

“No? You think not?” he says, bringing his head down to have his hot breathing right on your neck, sending shivers down your spine as he bit down on the tender skin.

“No.. my parents..” you whined out, but he places a hand over your mouth as he moved over farther, leaving a wet line of purple like a necklace.

He suddenly shoved himself all the way in, bringing tears to prick at your eyes as you struggled to take all of him at once.

“Ryu.. too- much!” you blabbed out as he rose up and propped you up on his legs, drilling into the spot he knew drove you crazy as your face scrunched up.

“Like that?” he asks with a sadistic lauch as you nodded your head, barely even having to with the way the thrusts were bobbing you up and down already hard enough.

You came undone, surprising both of you, yet he didn’t stop his ruthless pace, sending you into overstimulation as you clawed at his wrists.

He said sweet nothings to you, but they fell onto deaf ears. It hadn’t even been half an hour yet and your head was spinning, eye rolled back as far as they could go as he hit your g-spot over and over. You had long ago made a ring of your slick on his cock, but he went on and on and on.

You wondered if you weren’t doing well, saying that he hadn’t busted yet evn once when you were edging onto your third time. It took all of the energy you had, but you clamped down on him with all of your strength and that was all he needed to coat your insides with white.

He threw his head back and let out a guttural moan as you both came, warmth flooding your bodies as you went through your highs.

“shit.. w-wow baby.” was all he could get out as he slumped over you, taking you into his arms as he kissed the love spots he had left earlier on your neck and collarbone.

“You’ve never done that shit before.” he said, esrning a content hum from you as you brushed his hair with your hands, smiling to yourself at your grand achievement.

“Wanna do that.. I don’t know.. maybe another dozen times?”

[studentinpursuitofclouds]

"The great power of C.H.E.A.T."

The next story is about May (@poxy-domain OC farmer) teaching Julian how to use a secret magic only available to the farmers of the Stardew Valley :D Humour, crack and a bit of breaking the fourth wall. Heh 😀

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"All treasures will be yours. The most delicious meals that even rich brats from Amethyne rarely have will be on your dinner table. Forgotten blades and rings. You will have power over men. You'll have everything - you'll get anything you want, you'll be able to go anywhere you want!"

Julian had been listening to May's story for half an hour, when she had decided to tell him about a forbidden magic that was not known to humans, elves, dwarves, or shadow people. Both of his gem-coloured eyes - the left the colour of aquamarine, the right like a pure emerald - looked at the girl who stood on the wooden crate and told him the secrets, gesticulating vigorously. Julian listened to May's every word, intrigued, fascinated, he couldn't take his eyes off her.

"Fascinating.... And what is the name of this spell?" The blond-haired boy asked a little more quietly. The girl looked at him and smiled enigmatically, she was obviously waiting for her friend to ask this question.

"C.H.E.A.T." May answered loudly and proudly.

"Huh? Cheat?" He asked.

"No, not cheat, but C.H.E.A.T. Did you get that?" May spelled it.

The young man was already bouncing slightly with impatience. What does that mean? Forgotten magic? Even Magnus doesn't know about it?

He asked again:

"What this stand for?"

"Hell if I know." The dark-haired farmer jumped down from the box and rubbed her palms together in anticipation. "Shall we get started?"

"Wait-wait-wait!" Julian rambled on. "Shouldn't we prepare before we cast a spell?"

May laughed good-naturedly at the panicked notes in her friend's voice.

"No, silly. This magic, this ability to cast this spells, has already been in every farmer since the beginning of our arrival in the Valley.... In me," She pointed a finger at herself. "In you," The finger was now pointed at Julian. "You'll understand the first time you try it. All we need to do it's focus on the object you want and say "debug command". I'll show you."

Julian nodded to his friend, and took two steps back, giving her space to demonstrate.

May closed her eyes and brought her two palms together again. A stream of magical energy formed around her and swirled around the girl like the wind swirling autumn leaves. Unbeknownst to him, symbols formed above her head, the girl uttered monotonously.

"Debug.... Command..."

In an instant, several large purple chests formed near May's feet, which were completely stuffed with treasures, gold and precious stones. The magic flow disappeared, the girl opened her eyes and smiled triumphantly when she saw Julian's surprised face.

"Wow!" the young man uttered, seeing May proudly step over the golden slides to approach him.

"See? Now it's your turn."

Julian nodded, closed his eyes, and tried to focus on his thoughts. Slowly, a similar magical flow surrounded him, just as it had surrounded May a few minutes ago.

"Debug... Command!"

In one moment, a large tied bag immediately formed at Julian's feet. He bent down to the bag on the ground and carefully untied it, still not fully believing that it was a real object and not an illusion. May wondered what Julian had conjured up for himself. A dozen prismatic shards, as beautiful as the sky, fell to the ground from the untied bag. Julian's pupils dilated at the sight of the beautiful shiny stones.

"Good. Very good," like a proud teacher who rejoices in the success of her talented student, May gave her verdict and patted her friend on the shoulder.

"You need to know that, in addition to conjuring items, we can also move to any place we want," The dark-haired girl stood next to Julian. "Don't go far, I'm about to read the spell."

Julian did not move, waited patiently and watched as his friend and fellow farmer read the spell again.

There was a flash of energy, for a moment there was nothing but darkness in front of his eyes, and in another moment, they were standing on a sandy beach.

"So, this is Ginger Island," May began to shake the sand off her shoes while Julian, as if struck by lightning, stared mesmerised at the crystal clear sea water. So clear that it was easy to see all the fish and other sea life!

"Okay, let's move to another place," Once again, May read a spell, after which they both found themselves on top of a volcano. The heat from the lava was so unbearable that even the air was burning hot. It was a little difficult to breathe.

No sooner had the blond-haired young man commented on the place itself or the strange forge than a figure formed behind them. A tall beautiful man, with pink hair and a blue cloak. The man opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but upon seeing the two people, he immediately closed his mouth again. Apparently, he didn't expect to see strangers here.

Julian waved his hand at the mysterious man while May cast the spell again.

"Okay, too early for us to meet him yet. Let's move on."

After another teleportation, Julian realised that this time he and May were in the middle of a sandstorm. Sand was flying in their faces, nothing could be seen.

"If I pronounced the coordinates correctly, we're now in the Crimson Baldlans. At least, according to Wiki," May tried her best to shout over the howling wind to get her words across to Julian standing next to her. Admittedly, the girl quickly regretted it when sand got into her mouth.

"Who's Wiki?," Julian didn't know if May had heard his question or not because of this blasted storm.

"Ugh! That bloody sand!" The girl, cursing, began to read the spell again. A second later, they found themselves on top of a wall that was in the same wasteland.

"Well, at least here there wouldn't be sand flying into their eyes". She sighed. "So what did you tell-"

"What in the name of Yoba is going on here!?" May didn't have time to finish before she was interrupted by the shocked voice of the woman, who stood there looking at the two strangers as if they were aliens. Julian and May were stared at, in addition to the archer, by several other pairs of similarly surprised eyes from beneath their brown hoods.

"Invaders!", The man with the scarred face drew his sword, preparing to attack the poor farmers. The girl with the bow and the others also bared their weapons, someone even started reciting magic spells. Realising that the two self-taught mages were in trouble, May quickly grabbed Julian's hand and read the spell, already for the last time.

Poof! And they were back on the peaceful and tranquil farm again.

"Phew, that was close..." The girl sighed tiredly. "I think that's enough magic lessons for today."

Smiling at Julian, who was still in a state of shock, May let go of his hand.

"So, do you want to learn more C.H.E.A.T. magic?"

Julian slowly turned to face his friend, and nodded just as slowly. The adventure had scared him a little, but his curiosity and boyish desire for fun were greater than his fear. May smiled radiantly, already anticipating the mischief they both would cause for the Valley's residents.