#btw my hands were literally SHAKING after finishing it

[cashmoneyyysstuff]

can you PLEASEEEE do something with the idea of reader stealing/wearing katsukis clothes?? you’re the only one who i think will fully do this idea justice xx

pure fluff, reader is a thief, reader likes the way katsuki smells, roughhousing lol kinda ?? katsuki sorta tackles you, katsuki is a meanie, tickling, no pronouns mentioned in this one I don’t think ! lemme know if i missed sum else !!

a/n : hey so this has been sittin in my drafts for literal decades omg IM SO SORRY🙁🙁🙁🙁ALSO BTW TYSM FOR THINKIN I COULD DO UR ASK JUSTICE I WAS SO FLATTERED WHEN I READ THIS I WAS GIGGLING N SHIT🤭🤭i was always so excited for this ask but I literally never got around to doing it after my break n stuff, im slowly (and that’s suuuuper slowly im so sorry yall i suck) getting to all of your asks one at a time and im so grateful yall r still givin me the time of day honestly , so please be patient with me🤧💗💗💍 ! But anway enough dumping ! Anon if you’re still sticking around, i truly hope u enjoy this ! And ofc all of yall too ! much luv xxx!!

"you fuckin' thief.."

shit. you thought he'd be gone for longer.

lately, you’d been routinely sneaking into katsuki’s dorm room and nabbing some of his clothes. sweaters, hoodies, t-shirts : as long as they were in your reach, you’d grab them.

it's not your fault, really ! katsuki's clothes are so cosy and warm and they smell just like him. plus, they're perfect to snuggle in when he's busy, how could you not borrow them for a little while ?!

..except you can admit that you’ve been stalling..and a lot of his clothes were still in your room, but you still planned on giving them back..soon !

and you can’t even pretend, because you’re wearing on of his hoodies that had been missing for a good week now.

"katsuki, baby." you slowly lean away from his clothes drawer, your hand ready to snag a black hoodie of his slowly trailing towards the floor "i can explain."

"all my damn sweaters, my fuckin' hoodies. they all just vanished without a trace.." he starts, slowly stalking over to you. you squeak, slowing getting on your knees to prepare yourself should you have to break his ankles and sprint out of the room. he's fuming, eyebrows twitching "thought i was goin' crazy.."

"and all this time.."

"suki.." you try, voice wobbly as your knees shake with each step closer he gets.

"it's been fucking YOU ?!"

and he pounces.

with a squeal, you scramble and dash away just as he leaps for you and narrowly misses, he's got you cornered as you're on opossite sides of his bed while you beg for mercy and he keeps yelling at you to 'come here'. in a panick you grab one of his pillows and fling it at him.

it feels like the pillow slides down his face in slow motion to reveal a look so vile a demon appearing in front of you right now would scare you less

“you’re. so. dead.”

there’s really nowhere else for you to go. you’re truly cornered, you might as well just be buried right now. you think about the leftovers waiting for you in the fridge and how sero still hadn’t returned the manga he’d leant from you, but you’ve lived a pretty good life.

before your body can decide to move, katsuki leaps over to you tackling you and having you land straight onto his bed with a loud shriek.

frantically, you wave your hands around “wait, wait pleasepleasepleasepleasepleas-” but your begs of mercy are cut off when katsuki jams a finger into your side, causing you to yelp. he hovers over you with a mean smirk. and you know what’s coming.

“katsu—”

you don’t even get to finish before he jams his hands into your sides and mercilessly tickles you.

from an outsiders point of view? this is harmless. but your boyfriend is mean and the biggest asshole in the world because he knows all of your weak spots and the places he knows will have you shaking and gasping for breath. it felt like actually torture, really.

“thought you could get away with it, huh ?” he sneers, leaning down a bit more so he’s eye level with you “thought you could keep taking my shit and i’d just neeever find out, hm ? yeah ?”

“b-but i—ah ! didn’t—!” you gasp and squeal, choking on the sentences you can’t manage to push out of your throat as your eyes squeeze closed. you don’t have to see his face to know he’s enjoying this.

“you’re a fuckin’ thief.” he spits, backing up from you so you don’t headbutt him square in the nose from your thrashing. you’re response is nothing but a harsh gasp and he smirks wider.

you think he’s finally, finally taken pity on you when his fingers slow to a stop, but he glares down at you, hands still on either sides of you “say it.”

you can’t even catch your breath before he hurriedly pressed closer to your sides to scare you, you shriek “stop ! m’sorry !”

“not what i wanted you to say, try again.”

“you’re—” you take a breath “sucha”

his fingers graze your shirt and his eyes are wide, daring you to finish your sentence, you bring your hands up to try to hide his field of vision.

“OKAY ! okay, okay…” you slowly lower your hands away, finally dropping them at your sides with a sigh “m’ a thief…” you mumble in defeat, embarrassment creeping up on you not only from the fact that you got caught but that the blond above you clearly enjoyed your torture if the evil snickers you heard we’re any sign of that.

he hums in satisfaction “mhm, no good fuckin’ thief. should lock you up and throw away the key on your ass.” you hate how handsome he looks when he’s playful like this with you. your sides still hurt and your voice is croaky from how out of breath you were and for a moment you seriously thought you saw the pearly gates.

you pout, and all it does is make him smile wider.

your boyfriend is mean. and the biggest asshole in the entire fucking world.

“s’not my fault..your clothes are comfy.” you mumble, crossing your arms over your chest. “and they smell good.”

he scoffs, leaning down closer towards you “that’s cus i fuckin’ wash them. and i haven’t been able to lately cus someone’s been stealing my entire closet.”

“i didn’t !”

“was boutta make me walk around naked, ya moron. all my clothes are gone.” you roll your eyes, he never lacked in the dramatics department.

“you’re such a drama queen.” you whine, sinking into his comforter. he ignores you and he presses your cheeks together with one hand, chuckling at your smooched cheeks and furrowed brows.

“stop stealing my stuff.” he announces slowly. he’s clear, no way you could’ve misunderstood him anyway. he sighs and presses a quick peck to your lips still pressed together

“if you want one of my sweaters r’something, jus’ come ask me. can give you one..or whatever.” he finishes, voice slightly muffled in embarrassment as he shoves his mouth against yours again and again making wet kissing sounds and you manage a giggle. he rolls his eyes, but a smile slowly crawls up his face anyway as he releases your cheeks. you let out a happy sigh, opening and closing your mouth to get rid of the slight soreness.

“take this shit off though.” he tugs at the hoodie you’re wearing “stinks. need to put it in the wash.”

“no it doesn’t !” you protest, pressing the color against your nose in an attempt to keep it close to you “it smells like you!” you pout. he doesn’t respond for a bit, opting to squint at you while the tips of his ears turned pink. and in a second his snatched the bottom of it and ripped it off of you, ripping a pathetic scream from you.

he examined his hoodie with an unreadable expression before his eyes land back on you for a second, then he slowly starts folding up his sweater “you trynna say i stink ?” he says lowly.

“no. i wouldn’t wear your clothes if they were nasty” you scrunch up your nose “you can take back the sweater in my room, though. the smell is starting to wear off.”

“gee, thanks for offering to give me my sweater back. weirdo” he glares, spitting his words out sarcastically and you giggle at his extra emphasis on his ownership of the hoodie which earns you a huff.

“ i’m grabbing all the shit you took from me, and they stay with me.” he starts warningly “but you can keep this, i guess..” he adds, patting on his now folded hoodie ready for a cleaning. you smile happily, running your socked feet into his blankets.

“ oh, but don’t forget to wear it first after you washed it, want it to smell like you. otherwise there’s no point.”

“you really are a fucking weirdo.” he spits, but the way his cheeks burn bright red say he’s not truly mad about it. you laugh, and katsuki grumbles. “hope you learned your lesson, freak.” he taunts. you hum in fake thought, then release a sigh.

“yeah, i guess i did.” you concede, and he nods proudly.

and sure, yeah, you’re boyfriend’s a big meanie. but you do a great job at riling him up.

“for now.”

[bloodweep]

HIHI! DO YOU WRITE FLUFF? YOURE LIKE ONE OF MY FAVORITE WRITERS ON TUMBLR SO I WANTED TO ASK🤭 IF YOU DO, I WAS JUST THINKING ABT BROZONE (OR JUST JD) WITH A READER WHO ALSO MAKES MUSIC? YOU CAN HAVE THE HCS TURN OUT HOWEVER YOU WANT I JUST HAD THAT GENERAL IDEA🙏🏽🙏🏽

OKFG PLEASE IM NOT THAT GOOD

And yes I do 🥺👉🏻👈🏻 it makes me so happy and giggly like the bitch I am jfjfhfhfhfh

YOU KNOW MY HEART IS GONNA GO TO JD FIRST I WANT HIM IN EVERY WAY I CAN

━━━━━━━ ✦❘༻༺❘✦ ━━━━━━━

JOHN DORY:

‗ ❍ I love him so much but I just know he would be a bit of an asshole at first, far better than before, don’t get me wrong! But he will still ask what you’re going and provide “tips” to make it better, but will be quickly silenced if you glared at him

‗ ❍ he is literally the definition of “oh I hate that man, I hate that man! But oh cara mia how I love him”

‗ ❍ after a while he would be silent and just listen to you, he would highly enjoy your music btw

‗ ❍ would get stuck in his head constantly where he is humming it wherever he is, bobbing his head to the beat

‗ ❍ would so just hold you close, arm around your shoulders watching you write away, nuzzling into your hair

‗ ❍ would beg to have a duet with you, no lie, will literally beg on all fours to have one

‗ ❍ UGH ITS STUPID BUT HE WOULD SO GRAB TOU AROUNF THE HIPS AND PULL YOU ALONG THE ROOM TO DANCE

‗ ❍ he would hold you so tight and kiss along your head while he sways with you and sings

━━━━━━━ ✦❘༻༺❘✦ ━━━━━━━

Bruce:

‗ ❍ he would be so fun to write songs with, so attentive, leaned back and just listening

‗ ❍ wouldn’t say anything until you were finished and asked for tips

‗ ❍ “play it again” he would say just so he can hear your voice again and listen to the melody

‗ ❍ he would do this a few times before you caught on and playfully punched his knee

‗ ❍ he would just laugh and shake his head “nothing needs to be changed it’s wonderful ”

‗ ❍ he would so sing the songs you make while surfing too

‗ ❍ he’s your number one biggest fan, will fight anyone to get that position

‗ ❍ he will be the loudest person in the audience and dancing in the crowd

‗ ❍ sings it for his kids any song you create

━━━━━━━ ✦❘༻༺❘✦ ━━━━━━━

Clay:

‗ ❍ he’s such a little nerd, would be vibing to anything so hard

‗ ❍ he will fight whoever even if it’s his own brothers to be the number one fan

‗ ❍ he would so teach you how to dance to whatever you’re writing

‗ ❍ his hands holding your hips to help you move better

‗ ❍ begs to hear you sing all the time because he likes it so so much

‗ ❍ makes up all your choreography for you, and isn’t upset if you desire to change it

‗ ❍ he would so so beg to dance with you on stage at least once (he’s a lair all the time he wants to dance with you forever)

━━━━━━━ ✦❘༻༺❘✦ ━━━━━━━

Floyd:

‗ ❍ He would be so happy to see you write and create music

‗ ❍ he would relax back and listen with such a peaceful smile on his face

‗ ❍ he would so love to do duets with you too

‗ ❍ they would be so soft and gentle; you’re very mindful of what happened to him and don’t want to push him to hurt himself - even if he says he’s fine and can handle whatever

‗ ❍ holds your hands while you practice with him, showing you his full attention and encouraging you whenever you stumble or feel like you can’t get something right

‗ ❍ UGH his smile will be so fucking soft and gentle as he looks at you

‗ ❍ when he watches you from the crowd he is just smiling and dancing slightly the whole time

‗ ❍ UGH tells you how proud he is of you all the time, and you deserve all the fans and happiness

‗ ❍ if he ever preforms with his brothers he definitely invites you in and puts you right next to him - holding your hand tightly the whole time

━━━━━━━ ✦❘༻༺❘✦ ━━━━━━━

‗ ❍ GOSH that stupid look he gives when he really loves someone??? That look the whole time

‗ ❍ fully understands if you don’t feel comfortable singing with him or in front of him just yet

‗ ❍ or even if you just want to do it on stage only

‗ ❍ if you feel self conscious about a song he will preform it with you and his brothers so you feel better

‗ ❍ never ever tells you to change it because there’s no such thing as “perfect” and a song is what is felt from within - things no such thing to be perfect

‗ ❍ every time you do sing in front of him he will drop everything he’s doing and listening to you

‗ ❍ he’s so giddy to hear you sing but doesn’t go over the top to stress you out

━━━━━━━ ✦❘༻༺❘✦ ━━━━━━━

Im sorry it’s so short I struggle with sfw for some reason because fluff makes me so giddy and excited and I feel gushy

[the-girl-wh0-cries-w0lf]

Tiny humans - Dr James Wilson x peds!reader

description: House gets to meet Wilson's new girlfriend for the first time when his case takes him into his worst nightmare...peds. House is in for a shock at the ball of sunshine who has his best friend on a string.

authors note: my first post for this series I want to do of oneshots and my first fanfic post on tumblr ever...enjoy!!! Btw i'm taking a lot of inspo from Arizona Robbins from Greys anatomy

Masterlist

REQUESTS OPEN FOR PEDS!READER - request here

House limped down the hallway followed by an exasperated Wilson who was concerned at his friends eager step, seeing as he was on his way to see a patient. How un-house-like.

"This is peds remember, these aren't normal patients. They don't lie, they don't have ulterior motives, they're just...kids." Wilson halted his friends shoulder and turned him towards his concerned face.

"So, wait until they've had a sip of beer before berating their existence?" House mockingly tilted his head in faux concern. Wilson's mouth opened but all that left was a sigh.

After confirming that his friend was no longer going to halt the inevitable, he continued on with a new fervour in his limp. But Wilson didn't stop there and sped to catch up with the surprising amount of ground his friend had covered.

"You see she loves these kids almost...almost like they're her own. She's smart and is excellent at what she does but she doesn't care about that." Wilson paused and looked back into his mind, picturing the moment he first saw her in a child's room, a plastic tiara on her head and an empty teacup perfectly clasped between her fingers.

"She cares about the kids."

"Wow. I'm touched." House grasps his chest and wipes away a non-existant tear. "Do you know how easy being a paediatrician is. They can't lie until they grow teeth and after that they're stupid enough to reveal to us when their parents lie. There's a reason it's 'daddy touches my special place' and not 'daddy gets aroused by children.'"

"That's it I'm making the rule. No pedaphile jokes."

"But the jokes literally in the name...peds"

"Who lets you around children?"

"Who lets me around people? Haha, I got you there!" He jabs a finger into Wilson's chest. Wilson rolls his eyes and holds out his arm to prevent his morose friend entering the land of happiness. Well as happy as a bunch of sick kids can be.

"Well let me appeal to your true nature." Wilson sighs. "I like this girl and she likes me. Please don't ruin it?"

"How could I say no to those puppy dog eyes. Fine! But only in the name of your libido, at least until I finish my soul-searching and realise my true calling is your bed."

Whilst House finishes his thought, they are spotted by a woman in pink scrubs, absent of any colour of coat. She briskly walks towards the two.

"Dr Wilson, Dr House. My name is..."

"I don't remember nurses names, it's nothing personal, I rarely remember anyones."

Wilson coughs and shoves his friends shoulder to direct him towards your burning gaze.

"As I was saying, my name is DOCTOR y/l/n. Pleasure to meet you."

Despite the gaze, her smile remains cheerful and she extends her hand for House to shake. Reluctantly, he eventually offers it and it is taken in a firm and bouncy handshake.

"James has told me so much about you, to be honest I'm surprised our paths have not crossed sooner. Regardless, today I am so happy to welcome you both to peds. The most magical place on earth."

Whilst listening to her, House took stock of the woman in front of him. Her pink scrubs seemed to be the dullest thing about her. Her hair was collected in a ponytail that swished its way down between her shoulder blades. Her pockets were lined with memories of her past. A pink glitter pen given to her from a girl who was continually brought in for asthma, a ball of yarn from a boy who had loved knitting, a yellow sticker saying great job, a blue glitter one saying 'you go girl'. There was a pencil with a yellow smiley face rubber and another that seemed to contain many colours. I guess that just made it all the more fun. House smirked when he saw a pocket protector. Not too dissimilar to the one that lined the pocket of the smitten brunette next to him.

"Gentlemen, this is peds. This is the place of the tiny humans. They like glitter, they play games, they see us as magicians. They believe we are the magical healers who can cure them. So that's how we present ourselves to them. The tiny humans may be tiny but they are strong. Stronger than most. Their bodies fight because they know they have so much life left to live and we try our hardest to give them as much life left as we possibly can."

As the girl speaks, absolutely in awe of her job and the lives it saves. She fails to notice the adoring gaze of the one she calls hers. The brunette looks to her as if she hung the stars and the moon and even though he could hear House's eyes rolling into the back of his skull, he couldn't bring himself to look or care. Not when she was in his line of sight.

"So you will not be stubborn, you will not be blunt or sarcastic. As far as I'm concerned, today you are the two newest editions to the circus. So play the part and follow my lead."

She picks up her files which were each coordinated by colour and glitter. House smirked at this. She turns to push open the door to the unit but falters.

"Also..."

She turns back to face the two men.

"The owners of the tiny humans can be quite volatile. You've been warned. Enjoy!" Her look of warning is quickly replaced by a mask of pure joy.

House softly giggles.

"I like her. Will we soon be hearing the pitter patter of tiny 'Wilson' humans?"

Wilson didn’t even hear his friends comment and instead chose to follow his beauty, like a moth to a flame.

House shrugs.

"Men, never thinking with the right head." As he eyes the glitter residue that adorns Wilson’s sleeve.

[mariefilms]

╰───► MORAL CONSCIENCE- e. williams smau.

「tres」 ⇢ love between

Pairing — streamer! ellie x youtuber!black fem!reader x rockstar! dina

warnings — 18+ MDNI !!!, cussing, smut, fingering, oral (r receiving)

a/n ik ts took like tears to come out but HERE !( btw, this is a week after dina’s party 🧘🏾) this is also not proofread so.. ntm !!

chapter 2 ⇢ chapter 4

as you locked your phone and got up to let ellie in you felt bad for lying to dina even tho you really didn’t have any obligations to her. it still hadn’t hit you that you and dina were really done and you were fucking around with one of her best friends. but you couldn’t lie, it felt good to be with someone new and not someone who’s fucked you over time and time again.

shaking your head at your slowly declining thoughts you let ellie in and gave her a hug to which she took it upon herself to wrap her arms around your waist and sneakily (not) feel up on your ass and squeeze while pulling you into a heated kiss. you shuddered a moan into her mouth and reciprocated the kiss for a while before breaking it and looking up at her. she smiled and dove back in for more making you smile and let out a soft laugh.

“we’re supposed to be talking, not making out ellie” you smile into her incessant kissing before pulling back from her lips to look into her piercing green eyes. “i know, i know but i couldn’t help it” she kisses you one more time before moving to go sit on your light pink couch. you follow after her and sit facing her with your knees pulled into your chest before speaking, “ um so.. i know we both know how much drama this would cause if dina were to find out. and i think we should like slow down ? i don’t know but i feel like we’re moving very fast especially since i’ve just got of a relationship with dina, who’s you’re literal bestfriend and i feel super shitty right now and i wanna continue pursuing.. this .. thing? we have but-” you stopped yourself at the touch of ellie grabbing your hands to try and help calm you down before you drew in a deep breath and continued on with your rant and exposing how you feel. “but i feel like we should slow down, like no more fucking until we decide if this is something serious and not us just fucking around behind dina’s back” you exhaled deeply once you were finished saying what you needed to say and waited with bated breath to hear ellie’s response

she started nodding her head and said “yea, i agree. we are doing shit very unconventional and i don’t wanna hurt dina nor do i wanna hurt you. i really like you y/n and i want to actually see where this goes even if we are like super sexually compatible” she smirks at you as you groaned at her last statement. “ellie be so for real oh my god!” you laughed at her in embarrassment.

❥—————————————————————————————>

“ellie fuckkk-”

you honestly don’t know how you got in this position. at one point you and ellie were just talking and watching shows on netflix, trying to adhere to your rule of no fucking, but… that’s didn’t last long at all. ellie had (like always) brung some pre-rolls and decided you both should get high. it’s not like the last time y’all did that you both ended up naked under soft silken sheets in a penthouse apartment, but hey! you thought tonight would be different because you set some ground rules until you decided it wasn’t going to fast. you were wrong. as soon as ellie gave you a shotgun kiss it was over.

so now here you were, losing your mind over ellie’s tongue in your pussy. she was so good at sucking your soul and the tongue piercing didn’t help. you’ve already came like two times already and ellie would not let up. she said she’s just trying to make up for causing you so much emotional distress but you called bullshit. you weren’t complaining tho. ellie one of the best you’d ever had, almost better than dina. almost.

“ellie i can’t take itttt” you whined and pushed at her head. she was getting frustrated with how many times you kept trying to run and smacked your thigh before pinning them down by your ears. this girl had you to where you were unable to move and all you could do was take what she gave you. “i told yo ass to stop moving.” she emphasized her words with a harsh thrust of her fingers in your pussy before pistoning them and hitting that spongy spot that made your eyes roll back and your toes curl in pleasure.

all you could do was moan from the immense pleasure you were feeling. you know this whole arrangement was wrong but you couldn’t deny the way ellie made you feel.

“mmm i love this pussy baby” ellie moaned into your clit, still thrusting her slender but long fingers into your pussy. she raised her eyes to look at you. she found your eyes rolled into the back of your head and your mouth agape. your face was contorted in pleasure and she loved the sight of how her ministrations affected you. “you gonna cum baby? feel your pussy clenching all on my fingers” she chuckled at your pathetic state and you whimpered at the rapidly rising feeling of your orgasm approaching. “ellie shittt im close, don’t stop!” you grabbed ellie’s shoulders and digged your nails in at the feeling of her speeding up.

you were out of your mind. ellie was pounding her fingers into you so hard and fast that all that was on your mind was her. you weren’t thinking about dina and what would happen if yours and ellies escapades we’re to be found out. the combination of ellie fucking you with her fingers and making out with your clit pushed you over the edge with a piercing scream. “oh my godddd” ellie groaned into your pussy and pulled out her fingers before licking your cum off of them.

“you taste so good baby” she moaned and bent down to give you a deep kiss. you whimpered into her mouth while reciprocating and wrapping your arms around her neck. she pecked you on the lips one, two times before leaning back and smirking at you smugly. “oh fuck off!” you rolled your eyes and hit her upside the head with your pillow, she laughed in response and gave you another kiss.

[galaxy-lilies]

FINISHED THE HOTGUY ZINE AND AAAAAAAAH /POS

okay im going to put my thoughts under the cut cause OUGH this is going to be a long post LMAO

FIRST OFF can i just say how amazing and incredible the folk who organized the whole event are, they deserve absolute kudos

AND ANOTHER FIRST OFF: SHOUTOUT TO ALL THE LOVELY WRITERS, ARTISTS, EDITORS, ETC. WHO CONTRIBUTED YALL ARE INCREDIBLE

okay okay finally into the recap that was an amazing 3 and a half hours of my life

Pages 1-103:

When I first saw the heads up about how the zine was interconnected and skipping any part would potentially lead to some plot i was immediately intrigued then i was immediately hit with the other realization of "410 PAGES???? HELLO????"

the first comic was so fucking cute OMG LIZZIE'S DESIGN WAS SO CUTE AND THE SILLY SLIDESHOW HUMOR BETWEEN JOEL, SCAR, AND LIZZIE

"hold on let me make some edits-" "no let ME make some edits-"

the artstyle changing based on who was editing what, Joel just trying to support his wife, Scar purposely mishearing "cats" as "cash" absolute hilarity how i heart them all so

____________

AND THEN WE GET HIT WITH THE DOODY ART OOOOH MY DAYS CUTEGUY AND HOTGUY MEETING FOR THE FIRST TIME AAAAAAH

Grian rocking the cloak, Scar just absolutely confuzzled: THEYRE SOOOO *shakes them*

_____________

and the shenanigans between Ren, Scar, and BDubs oh my god AND THE ON GOING BIT ABOUT HOW "if anyone says hotguy it immediately turns into the logo" it never fails to make me laugh

the early days of the mutation, the proposal of the union, PEARL'S LITTLE >:3c as she pressed publish OUGH

and the trail of petals grian left behind as he considered hotguy's proposal just *splat* i literally ate up all the art and the fics and the silly silly edits in this zine THEY WORLD BUILDING IS AMAZING

____________

speaking of world building: MUMBLR??? HELLOOOOOOO

THE ANON'S HAVING SILLY MUSTACHES BY DEFAULT

THE RANTING IN THE TAGS

THE MEMES

now i need to know, what does old mumblr *checks notes* teal? green? look like

____________

(at this point it was around 8 PM but after a long day i was already reaching the point of eepyness and i thought "surely i can finish reading the hOTGuY zine in one sitting!" spoiler alert: i did not)

____________

immediately when i saw the G Team comic i was reminded of the council of Grians LMAO Grian being the absolute chaotic one man band as he tries to collect all this evidence, the readers seeing Scar's means of transportation for the first time, and then *vine boom* SCULK

also ARIANA GRIANDE THE BELOVED HOW I HEART HER SOOOOOOOO i love all of the grians featured here, and the fact that permit office grian managed to make a silly appearance AND his permit shenanigans working in his favor- hE EVEN HAS THE "please hold." MUSIC- iconic i tell you, iconic

____________

I absolutely exploded into a million pieces seeing tibby's art then exploded again because "i can't see the end of the horizon...CUBFAN135- IS THAT YOU??!!?"

seeing the sculk snail follow behind scar idly, the fact that grian's only lead is cub ordering pizza like of all leads. but to be fair it does fit both of them LMAO

i am eating the sculk texturing btw it's very very tasty uwu

it's the fact that both of them turned to each other to yell "ARSON" like of course theyre at the ready to light things on fire

BUT THEN THIS PANEL

cub just over scar's shoulder like a sack of potatoes, the match already out of grian's hand, the sculk snail also there to witness the chaos that is about to ensue *chefs kiss* poetic cinema

also i would buy this shirt

____________

oh my gods the emails, the emails were so fucking funny i- KJSDFHDSJK

BDubs immediately trying to screen Cub out and Cub just continuing his shenanigans unperturbed, grian at his wits end trying to contact scar but of course scar is busy and cub just assumes it's some impersonation account until further notice, TGC trying to contact them but once again Mr. Fan135 Does Not Give A Fuck and he lives to cause mild annoyances and chaos, what a guy LMAO

their littol email icons are so cute, when i saw pearl's i was like "WAH PUPPERRRR"

i havent seen many email-format type beat story telling before so this was an absolute joy to explore the story through pearl's detailed emails, grian's panicked typing (how was mans typing and sending so quickly with 365+ lazer eyed chickens chasing him like a mad man + a green gob- i mean goatman), and both bdubs' and cub's concern and nonchalance. not to mention bdubs just nodding along and going "well cub you have proven yourself...and uh- added a totally not a virus to scar's phone- BUT you have proven yourself...." absolute sillies, absolutely iconic

____________

THE TWITTER BEEF HAD ME CACKLING OH MY GOD THE QUOTE RETWEETS i would pay good money to see that in real time oh my god

mumblr user hermitopia-explained you will always be famous

okay i'll admit it i was distracted by the scitties- BUT the social media handles and names being remade into hermit puns and the fact he's chilling on mending beach I CAN'T

AND OUR ETERNAL QUEEN JELLIE i literally let out a small squeal looking at her she is sO *gently holds her*

birthday gorl getting absolutely spoiled, as she deserves

____________

scar finding a cloak just to do the sailor moon meme: iconic, showstopping, one of a kind, amazing, talented- i love these two idiots

____________

and as a heads up i'm going to try and separate these into about 100 pages each! so expect the next reblog soon

[qtboni]

[surprise love! ✩ // itoshi rin]

PAIRING: roommate!rin (blue lock) x afab!reader

SUMMARY: in which you found a cat outside and you wanted to keep it. but, your roommate hates cats. wait.. 'hates'? (correction!)

TYPE/GENRE: ‘nd they were roommates… sfw, fluff, rin likes u + u like rin, def crack

CW/TW: explicit words.

WORD COUNT: 3.2k (made it long to make up for the delay 🤪🫶)

A/N: hey yall im back YAYY ٩(ˊᗜˋ*)و this fic is dc to my bestie @adoresrinn who is a literal itoshi brainrot LMAOAOA enjoy u rin simps mwa ! btw i suggest listening to the song ‘banana shake’ (sped up) to this !

the leaves crunched beneath your feet. you breathed in and smelt the sweet, flowery fragrance from the trees. it reminded you of summer, of picnics, and to say the least, you could’ve said it reminded you of rin’s perfume but,, that was going to be weird. you shook your head. anyway, the path to your apartment was short, and you began your way home.

as you took in a deep breath, you couldn’t help but smile to yourself. you looked up, breathing in the warm but cool air, and smiled. ‘what a nice day,’ you thought while you happily strolled on the sidewalk.

meow.

a faint sound came from behind you and you stopped in your tracks to try and find it. but to no avail of course, you only see people walking along the park and trees dancing with the wind. you continued on walking.

meow!

now, the sound was closer. you turn around with your eyebrows furrowing. you exhaled.

it was a surprise for you to see a small, lost cat following you.

‘what..’ you questioned as you slowly back away.

but suddenly this blur of a white fluff came racing out to meet you, nuzzling up against your leg and purring constantly. the smile crossed on your face widened as you looked down at the tiny fluffy ball in front of you.

the cat looked up at you, its tail twitching as it seemed to beg for some attention. slowly, you reached out to pet it, feeling the softness of its fur beneath your fingers.

petting the cat, you wondered how long it had been out in the cold all by itself.

you pouted in cuteness, "oh you're just the cutest thing," you cooed, gently scratching the fluff between the ears as you picked it up to see it better. the few rays of the sun peeking out from the trees’ greenery leaves reveal a neat color of white with black tips on each of its ears . "oh my gosh, you're so pretty...'

it purred as you stroked it–a small, happy purr that you found strangely soothing after the long school day you’ve had. ugh, just thinking back of all of the pending assignments you’d receive once you get home is setting you off.

as you lifted the cat up into your arms, you couldn't help but laugh at how it looked up at you; its eyes full of adoration. ‘maybe the cat’s a stray?’ you thought to yourself, but you couldn't resist the thought of taking it home with you.

“but you don't have any collar on.” you concluded when you scratch the back of its neck to feel no fabric strapped on. you watch as the cat meows back, and rubs its head against your hand.

you finished the thought as you watched as the white fluff ran around you and rubbed itself on to your crouched form.

you chuckled, “oh, alright. you can come home with me, little one. but,” you paused as you booped its nose, to which it licked your finger and meowed happily. “i'm gonna need to get you a name.” you said, already thinking of all of the names that you could give it, and the little collar that you’d buy for it.

as you approached your apartment with the white fluff ball bunched up in your arms, you could've sworn that you could hear the purring get slightly louder. it was like the cat knew that it had found a home, and was happy to have been taken in. you chuckled, “oh, am i gonna spoil you, little one?” you asked the cat, giving it another little pet.

once you got into the apartment, you set the cat down, and immediately got to work setting out a little bowl of food and a water cup, along with an extra box for it to sleep in. ‘this should do for the meantime..’ you thought to yourself as you placed an old cube cardboard box beside the divider to the kitchen.

the cat immediately went up to the bowl, digging in with eager licks, and you couldn't help but crack a smile. “oh, you are just so hungry, aren't you?” you whispered in a soft, soothing tone, reaching out to pet the cat again. it let out a soft mew, and then jumped onto your lap, settling down and beginning to purr once again.

“hm, so you just wanted some pets, huh?” you placed your pointer finger underneath its chin, making it look up to you. “well, in that case…” you began to gently stroke the cat's back, its happy purrs intensifying.

the more you pet the cat, the more it purrs. you had never realized how soft its fur actually was. they were as soft as velvet. the cat slowly closed its eyes, and began to purr even more as you began to get to your new companion's favorite places.

“you just love these pets, don't you?” you said gently to the white fluff, watching as it began to drift off to sleep, a happy look on its face, even in sleep. you were busy admiring the cat that you didn’t realize who entered.

rin walked through the door to the apartment tiredly albeit lazily. then his brows scrunched, and he had a look of irritation on his face as he took in the view.

“what is that.” he asked, pointing to the cat on your lap.

you jumped at your roommate's unexpected entrance. “oh, uh, i-i um... that's a cat?' you said, staring down at the sleeping cat. rin looked at the white fluff resting.

“a cat?” he scoffed, “you do realize i hate cats, right?”

‘so?’ you wanted to bite back but refrained yourself.

rin dropped his sports bag down beside the door and kicked off his shoes. sighing exasperatedly, he ruffled his dark, olive hair. with a deadpan expression on his face, he asks you, “well, what are you gonna do with it?" while crossing his arms.

"i think... i think i'm gonna keep him,” you started off and your hand continued on caressing the cat’s fur, “and name him... hm..." you thought for a moment, trying to think of all of the pet names that you had heard in the past.

‘i could name him ‘rue’ or ‘chu’, or i could name him after a constellation. maybe ‘nova’ or ‘polaris’? i don’t know, this is such a hard decision! it’s so hard naming him when he's a tiny fluffball, you never really know what fits them.’ you rambled on, clearly ignoring rin standing in front of you.

however, rin just stared at you, his brows scrunched in a sour expression. he couldn’t imagine waking up the next day with a feline walking freely in the apartment. his mind was full of questions, but it didn’t change his sour expression.

"oh. i know!” you said. “i'll call him kiyo."

rin’s eyebrows furrowed, "wait, you’re actually going to 'keep' him?" an annoyed expression on his face, "you can't be serious."

"i think it's pretty clear what i mean," you said, staring down at kiyo in your arms. "there's no need to be so grumpy. it's just a lil' cat."

grumbling, rin relented. “i guess you’re right. i just don’t like cats,” he looked at kiyo, who stared back at him with small eyes. rin's face went a slight pink. “but it is…. well, he is pretty cu–”

"oh, right." you abruptly said, your voice tinged with surprise that took rin to lean back. "i'm gonna need to get him a little pet bed and some toys…” you muttered in your breath.

“i'm sure there's a pet store nearby. we can check it out later." you said, continuing to look down at kiyo happily.

you smiled, and pet the cat. rin seemed to be looking around the apartment, and looking at every item of his that the cat could climb up to or scratch. he was muttering things under his breath, and was getting quite annoyed.

"what's your problem?" you asked rin.

kiyo meowed, and walked across the coffee table, looking up at rin, who was in front. rin averted his gaze at you, looking at the cat instead, and his scowl faded. his lips twitched, and… and, he grinned?

you looked at him weirdly.

you watch rin as he walked over, and picked up the cat from your lap. you shivered when you felt his gentle touch on your thighs. blushing, you averted your gaze and cleared your throat.

kiyo rubbed against rin as he meowed and kept purring up at him. rin sat down on the couch, and smiled. “this might not be so bad after all.” he quietly stated.

‘oh.’

you felt warmth in your heart. you could see lil' kiyo and rin starting to become close. now, rin's smile was as bright as ever when he continued caressing the cat's fur gently.

you chuckled, and teased him. “so, you like kiyo?”

looking up at you, rin made a 'fake' scowl, as still there was that smile on his face again. “shut up.” he said softly and diverted his attention back to the cat laying on his lap, nuzzling to the crevice between his arms.

“don’t tell me you’re starting to love the little guy?” you asked, chuckling as you do so.

rin made a face, clearly trying to avoid the fact that kiyo had started growing on him. "well.. um, w–"

kiyo jumped out of rin’s arms and leapt onto your lap, meowing. “guess so.” he grunted. rin sighed, and looked at the cat quite lovingly. your heart fluttered, it was so clear he was starting to warm up to kiyo.

you laughed a bit, “so you love him now?” you teased, and rin rolled his eyes.

“okay, maybe just a little. i’ll admit he's kind of cute.” he said.

rin abruptly stands up and walks towards you, leaving you a bit stunned. you think he's going to say something, but instead he just smiles warmly at you - a look of pure love and admiration on his face. at least you thought. rest in peace your hopeless romantic self.

you saw the teasing glint on his eyes. you gently strengthen your grip on the cat on your lap. "what.." you muttered as he reached out and took your hand, clasping it gently.

rin pulls you close and leans into your ear, his breath soft and warm against your skin. he smiles softly and whispers something to you - a teasing message, "you should really watch where your cat is," then he lets go after a moment.

visibly confused and flustered, you look down to see that, in fact, kiyo was no longer there laying down on your lap. you felt rin backing away with spills of laughter in his mouth.

you looked up and saw him with kiyo wrapped up in his arms. "hey!" you shouted and attempted to get kiyo from him. of course, rin being the tall bitch he is, held the white cat above his head. and because you're stupid, you blindly stepped on to the top of your toes and flailed around your hands to get kiyo out from his grasp.

snickering, rin raised the cat higher. you could hear rin laugh softly as he raises the cat high up in the air - just out of reach - and teases you about it. "you think you're going to get my cat? mmm, not going to happen, y/n."

to say the least, you were shocked but that didn't stop your attempts when you go to grab the cat away from him again.

"the fuck you mean?" you retorted.

you watch as rin holds kiyo close to him now and he refuses to let him go. "this cat is mine now, and he's not going anywhere else." he smiles softly and he holds the cat tightly to his chest.

rin laughs as he sees your frustration, and he taunts you about it, making you feel a little bit helpless. "you'll have to try a little harder than this if you want kiyo back, you know, ms. y/n"

rin smirked.

'SMIRKED. SMIRKEKD?! 2?2!2?1!?! 1!!?' you were again taken aback. 'since when did he become this dude so rizzed up, my man?!' you shouted internally.

and then, you straightened up with a smirk plastered on your face. 'oh, but you won't see this coming, do you, mr. rizz?'

you backed up slowly and this made rin stop chuckling. it was silent for awhile. 'what are you going to do, hm?' rin wondered as he watches you, kiyo still on top of his head.

you waited a moment, and then stepped on his foot with glee.

"ouch!" rin shouted and you catched kiyo from his fallen grip and nuzzled him in to your neck. kiyo meowed loudly.

"sorry, was that uncomfortable?" you said to rin, your voice dripping with sarcasm. then, you look down at the cat again, cooing softly as you rocked kiyo like a baby in your arms. "the best you can do is act like a child?" you snapped, tone now dripping with more than a hint of frustration and disapproval.

you heard rin hiss. "fine," rin sniffed. "damn, shawty. i was just teasing you."

'did this man just call me, 'shawty'?' you furrowed your brows.

"you were 'just teasing' me?" you said, voice dripping with sarcasm again. "well then that makes it alright, doesn't it?" you said, glaring at rin in frustration. after you snapped at him for being annoying, rin is left with guilt. it seems like all he can really do is agree with you after all.

"okay, okay." he says, sounding slightly ashamed of himself now that he's been called out like this. "i see what you mean. i'm sorry for being stubborn." his voice sounding a little guilty now. he looked up at you, now seeming a little ashamed of his actions as he scratched the back of his neck.

you sighed. "it's alright," nevertheless, you forgave him. rin looks up at you, and he smiles a little bit - a knowing smile. you averted your gaze to look at kiyo.

"i guess the stubborn man still likes you, huh?" you heard him quietly muttering.

'what?!' you thought as you jumped out of shock, and rin flinches. then, it dawned to him that you might have heard what he said. clearly flustered and avoiding your gaze, he sighs, realizing he had given himself away.

'shit.' rin curses to himself whilst taking a deep breath. he then looks at you, and smiles softly. tried to, to say the least as he was very awkward. a small smile, but genuine still all the same. he looks you over slowly, taking in every detail of your appearance. you followed his gaze and you ended up blushing a whole lot more.

rin exhaled softly, and he breathes a little bit harder. he wanted to change the subject already. "anyway!" he stands up and walks over to you, taking kiyo back in his arms. "he's a cat, how hard can it be to take care of one?"

"umm," you wondered as you shook of the feeling of bashfulness running to your veins from his gazes. "i-i'm sure we can look up stuff online, and figure out everything." you sound like you hadn't really thought this through.

nevertheless, rin hummed and you turned to look at him.

you grinned as kiyo rubbed his head against rin’s neck, and purred. rin closed his eyes, feeling content. you chuckled, and said, “aww, don't you wanna cuddle with the lil' guy?”

rin didn’t want to open his eyes as his ears were filled with your voice sounding so soft and inviting. so, he nodded. 'just for you.' he thought.

it was so sweet to see him like this, you were glad kiyo found you. the cat laid down on the couch, and rin laid down on his side next to the cat.

you watch rin as snuggled up to kiyo, holding his front paws tightly in his hands. you warmly said, “well, you’re going to keep kiyo as well, you know.”

rin made an annoyed face, but you could see a smile erupting. “fine.” he said, clearly very content. "i'm fine with that,"

you hummed then laid your head on the empty space beside rin's head - still has an appropriate distance between. closing your eyes, your heart fluttered as this moment made the atmosphere so warm.

rin was no different to you as his hand is itching to hold yours. of course, he was afraid of committing to first moves so he just went for the cat's head instead, caressing it. he’ll admit that his heart was racing, he was so nervous. this was the first time where he was this close to you.

"but," rin looked down, clearly content and happy to be in your presence. his lip trembled slightly when you gaze up at him. the two of you just stared at each other, smiling.

"but what?" you asked him.

you see rin's gaze turn to playfulness. "but as long as he doesn't shit or chew on any of my soccer shoes, of course."

you paused, and looked at him. "what the fuck, rin?"

"what? i have a big game in the next few days, can't have my shoes getting nipped on."

"kiyo's not a dog. he won't chew or eat or even destroy your shoes, oh my god." you jokingly said. "i mean look at this lil' fella," you reached over to the cat's face and made him look at rin, "how can he be capable of that?"

"meowww."

you see rin adjusting his body so he can face you easily. "you don't know that. for all we know, he might actually chew on 'em and even worst!" he paused, looking everywhere as if there were some secret hidden.

you instinctively leaned closer. rin whispers to you, "kiyo will shit on your bed while you sleep."

you made a face and pushed a palm to his head. "gross! shut your ass, rin. i'm done with you."

you hear him laugh out loud and saw him clenching his stomach. kiyo flinched and tried to look over at rin's face that is covered by his forearms, meowing as he does so.

in your mind, you were considering how you felt. you felt warm in the presence of rin, like you were safe. you couldn’t deny your heart, it was fluttering so much, and you felt butterflies in your stomach.

rin keeps laughing for a while, completely unable to speak, then finally calms down, sighing, his voice low. "i'll be sure to remember that next time i need a laugh," he stated as he begins chuckling again. "thanks for that."

you and rin may not be lovers, but rin won't take this moment of pure happiness for granted. he knows that every moment together with you is special and precious, and he wants to make the most of every one of them.

rin may be cranky and sour at times, but he swore that his love for you would weight more than his annoyances.

even if it meant adjusting for you, and your cat.

@tsunag1, 2023 — NAWWW THIS IS GIVING ME BUTRERLFIES I WANT ME SOME BOYFIE WHO LOVES CATS BCZ JUST FOR YOU EVEN IF THEY HATE EM 😭‼️ aaa also! pls like and reblog my works if you like it! it's helpful for me to grow and is vv much appreciated, thank you for reading! ♡

[nynma]

HEYY is your req open?? If yes can i req yandere sprout & yandere cosmo x reader– I'M IN LOVE WITH YOUR WRITING BTW TEEHEE

YANDERE!SPROUT & YANDERE!COSMO X GN!READER

in which you’re being fed by cosmo and sprout…

FEATURING; sprout and cosmo from dandy’s world

WARNINGS; mentioning of kidnapping, drugging, crying, trauma, forced love, abuse and swearing

Fat tears fell from your eyes, wetting your eyelashes and blurring your vision in the process, as your pathetic sobs were muffled from the cloth wrapped around your mouth. “Oh baby, don’t cry, we’re almost finished cooking your favourite~” on your right, right beside you, Cosmo purrs into your ear, placing a soft kiss on your cheek. You flinch in response, almost trying to dodge Cosmo’s kiss.

Cosmo frowns at this, but walks around the counter to help Sprout finish cooking, leaving you strapped to the chair alone. Finding yourself alone as an advantage you try to wiggle out the ropes but their too tight, you try to move the chair but it’s screwed into the floor, you look around for anything sharp enough to cut the ropes but you find nothing…they really didn’t want you to leave.

Knowing you’re trapped you start to cry and sob more, not caring how pathetic you look, you accept your fate. “You’re still crying…” looking up you blink away the tears and make eye contact with Sprout, watching him with shaky eyes as he walks around the counter, cleaning his hands with a tea towel. Stopping right beside you, he grabs your jaw and starts to lightly dab the corner of the cloth on your eyes, drying your tears.

“Ugh, you’re such a mess” closing your eyes shut you don’t dare to open them even after Sprout stops drying your eyes, your overcoming fear of him taking over, your heart beating heavily against your chest. “Open your eyes” feeling his grip on your jaw tighten you close your eyes harder, hoping that he just leaves. Everything he did, he did it all, kidnapped you, drugged you, beat you…everything.

“Fine, be that way” letting go of your jaw harshly Sprout glares at you before turning away and walking back into the kitchen, where Cosmo comes out of with three plates. “Give me my plate” finally opening your eyes you watch Sprout hold out a hand in front of Cosmo. “What, why?” Cosmo tilts his head at him, “just give me the plate” sighing Cosmo holds out the plate towards him, Sprout taking it.

Cosmo continues his way to the counter, smiling softly at you in the process, “I’m back! Did you miss me?” Creasing your eyebrows at him you slowly shake your head. “Makes sense…” putting the plates down on the counter Cosmo sits in the chair beside you, picking up a fork with one hand and pulling the cloth covering your mouth down. “You know we mean no harm right?”

“I fucking doubt that” Cosmo frowns at your words but quickly shoves a piece of food into your mouth as you open your mouth, afraid you’ll say something negative. Pulling the fork out he gives you a small smile but you spit out the food. “Wh- come on, that’s a waste!” Shaking his head Cosmo sighs before picking up another piece of food and brings it up to your mouth, but you don’t budge.

“Please? It’s you’re favourite” Cosmo begs, “no, because it’s probably drugged” “I promise it isn’t” you don’t trust him, you never will, but the food looks so good and you’re starving…ugh who cares. “Fine, just be quick please I don’t want to be with you anymore longer” you felt more comfortable around Cosmo than Sprout, because he was soft on you and didn’t do anything when you misbehaved.

Smiling softly Cosmo didn’t waste time on feeding you, he deeply cared for your health, whether it was physical or mental. He always made sure it was good, he had to make sure it was good.

A/N - hey so…I literally did not know what else to write so I left it with that, also maybe in the future I will rewrite this and make it 10x better 😎 I think…

[campbyler]

THEA!!!

they r so boyfriends! 😭😭😭😭😭😭 it should be illegal to read acswy while being single CAUSE I WANT TO BITE SOMEBODY SO BAD. so im gonna bite u guys. as a revenge for my poor heart. sorry.

first of all will with tote bag!!! mike with long sleeves and shorts!!! yes!! their fits r literally so perfect. i just have to say it.

the fact that will didn’t even bring his car key with him. he doesn’t hate mustang as much as he pretends 😭 and he definitely changed his mind after mikes explanation. can’t wait till will break his stupid rule and they’ll make out senselessly in it.

i got mikes reasoning for buying that car (and ted is an asshole in every universe. sorry that it happened to u thea) but he could choose less pretentious one 🙄 sorry i have a with aversion towards expensive cars. their drivers always think that they better than traffic regulations. anyway.

manual transmission is a crime against humanity and im glad that i never have to use it again. it wasn’t that bad on the road and changing gears doesn’t take much time but traffic lights became my arch enemies cause i always managed to stall on them 😭 i hope ur lessons were better btw. i feel that will will shake like chihuahua😭 plus it like one extra leg on the clutch and i have no idea how to not forget about it if u only drive automatic.

their not-date date cause they definitely aren’t dating they’re barely friends who love kiss each other on the mouth and hold hands and spend time together and tell each other their deepest secrets.

the things i felt when mike dropped wills hand in the car. i Know it was was a reason. and he totally recovered himself by holding wills pinky the entire way to the mall. i know their pinkies Hurt cause where’s no other way.

when they’ll find out that smooches at the center of the cafe is not really platonic. isn’t really platonic with kissing if we’re judging be their standards. The Kiss in the changing room though…. they literally obsessed with each other i can believe guys used to pretend they enemies 😭

someone brought up dwoht on relation to the thrift store and i can’t stop thinking about it

“u (authors) said there was nothing in the world that could stop it

i (i) had a bad feeling”

i loveeee noticing how their humor changed. will doesn’t want to hurt mike anymore he wants to laugh with him instead 💔 and he thinks mikes password is cute and loserish (it is) but he charmed by it omgggg!!!

im so glad that i spent this year with u guys (im finishing my comment in 2024!!!! happy new year!!!) and im excited to follow the story next year too. days if the updates became my favorite and brought me so much joy!!

thea, suni and andi thank u so much for ur talent and passion!! ily!! happy new year 🎉🎄🥳🎊🤶❄️

ALYAAAA i am SO sorry that i am the worst and it takes me forever to answer things but just know i have been holding this ask so close to my chest for the past million weeks bc it is so special to meeee 💗💗💗💗💗

i will accept the biting bc i am also biting someone. it is hard to WRITE it while being single wtf. every time i write a kiss scene i'm like gd who wants to kiss me..............i am here and kissless...........

that and also i think he was so eepy he didn't even Think abt bringing his keys but also lbr he knew mike was going to insist on driving lol. mike fr could have chosen a less pretentious car But i think mustangs are universally cool cars for sure and i think it's very important to mike to have a cool car so even tho it's not necessarily something he would have picked out himself i do also think that he loves it. a little bit. (<- a lot bit)

i've ended up not actually learning how to drive a manual bc me and my sister have both been busy so all of my knowledge for the next chapter is going to be thru research and osmosis so pls call me out if anything is incorrect 😭

sometimes you have to kiss your friends on the mouth!!!!! and go on a not-date date w them!!!!!!!!!! that is so totally normal!!!!!!!!!!!!! their pinkies definitely hurt so bad!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! they are obsessed w each other fr!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

dwoht is not on the ch9.2 playlist but it is for suuuuure very will-coded for this stretch of the story if you even care.

we are so glad WEEE spent this year w YOUUU alya ty for supporting us and always leaving the sweetest most thoughtful comments 💗 i hope tht ch9.2 is everything you've ever dreamed of!!!!

[dootiexcupcake]

I was wondering if you would be willing to write a Taki x Reader but the reader is K’s little sibling. I feel like K would be so protective of both of them 😂

Hiii !! Tysm for the ask I appreciate it 🖤srry for the late response btw!

But omg I absolutely love this concept of Kei’s little sibling crushing on Taki it’s so cute 😭

hope u enjoy 🖤🖤

I see Kei giving the most AUDACIOUS side eye when you start gushing over Taki because as you go on and on and on about how sweet Taki is, how funny he is, and how adorable he is, all K can think about is all the embarrassing and dumb stuff Taki has done.

And that’s only counting the things Taki has done in his presence…

Kei has no idea why his lovely little sibling has massive heart eyes for Taki but no matter how much K tries to get you to broaden your horizons (as he would put it), he can’t get you to shake this crush off.

After some time of you and Taki talking back and forth to one another he asked you to go roller skating with him! After you finished bouncing off the walls about It, you asked Kei to drop you off at the roller rink and to say K was shocked would be an understatement

“So he asked you to go out with him????”

“And you said yes??¡!?”

“And you meant it¿¿??”

Needless to say, it took a LOT of convincing on your end for Kei to let you guys to go out together. BUT on one condition….

Kei has to go with you as a chaperone and stay close by you two the whole time 🫶🏾🫶🏾🫶🏾🫶🏾🫶🏾.

“Moms orders, of course <3”

Although it was painfully obvious who’s order that really was, nothing was gonna stop you from going on this date/not date/hangout.

^ yeah, Kei is adamant about this being anything BUT a friendly gathering so there were some rules he put in place:

- no hand holding unless you are about to fall (But it’s only ok if you are gonna fall. Taki is on his own)

- no hugging

- no gazing longingly at one another

- when love songs play you both need to be OUT the rink

The rule list got cut short when K noticed the death stare you gave him so he made the very wise decision for you all to head inside!

Once you guys got in there (and Kei paid for your skates because he’s such a good big bro~) you and Taki could not WAIT to head to the rink and start skating.

Though you somehow forgot the fact that, ahem, you can’t skate. So guess what happens when you mix wheels strapped to your feet + a very clumsy, and let’s be honest, DISTRACTED you?

“Whoops!”

You yelped as you felt yourself slipping and tumbling backwards.

Luckily for you, Taki is quite used to roller skating and he came in just the knick of time to catch you as you fall! You looked up at him and laughed a bit to yourself and also out of bashfulness because, ‘oh my gosh Taki is H oL DING me right now don’t panic don’t panic don-‘.

“You alright?” Taki asks when you finally manage to stand upright, thanks to Taki offering his shoulders as support for your hands. You nod your head and thank him for what he did, but you did not notice the second death glare of the night from Kei…

“What was that!?” He says out loud to himself..like a normal person. K is so upset that you two broke literally ALL of the rules in a single moment, the audacity! He gets ready to roll over there and separate you both but he stops when he hears your cheery laugh and your eyes crest from a happy smile.

Kei loves seeing you like that.

He thinks for a moment and realizes that Taki really makes you happy. And it’s not like Kei doesn’t trust Taki, he’s known the kid for so long, and that might just be why he doesn’t want you with him. Funny enough he views Taki like another younger sibling that he can joke around and bicker with. But when it comes to stuff like this he’s lost and just immediately goes into over protective mode. He knows the both of you are young and he doesn’t want either of you to get hurt.

“But it’s not about me, now is it?” He says to himself (quietly this time) as he stares at you and Taki for a while and sighs. His kids are growin’ up, and he knows that the only way for them to grow and flourish is if they do it on their own. Not with a strong overbearing hand.

Kei turns around and rolls back to his original place behind the side lines and watches on with a small smile. When you guys are done he pull you and Taki in for a tight hug, much to both of your confusion.

But that confusion quickly fades away when K makes an offer neither of you can refuse.

“You guys deserve some lunch, I’m buyin!”

m.list | &team list

[adriswrld]

Randy Orton's sister x Alexa Bliss / Charlotte Flair x Reader

request/trope: enemies (on screen)/ friends to lovers (irl) trope with Alexa Bliss

a.n: so this request was messaged to me and they gave a lot of what they wanted for the plot so I will be going off of their request the best I can! Will probably change some stuff so it fits the plot better but that's it!

this came from my wattpad first btw! my wattpad is -adriswrld :)

Y/N hopped off her motorcycle that she just parked next to her brother's car also known as Randy Orton's car. "You know you really need to start using your car. I warned you about how dangerous those things are," Randy scolded, grabbing his suitcase and hers out of the car. She usually couldn't fit her second suitcase on her bike so she had Randy hold onto it. "I heard you the first million times Randal, stop nagging on me," Y/N said in an annoyed tone. Randy rolled his eyes at her using his full name. "I'm just worried about you Y/N. I'm allowed to be after that incident," Randy said and Y/N clenched her jaw hoping he would stop bringing that up to make her feel guilty.

"Yes Randy I got tired, made a mistake hurt someone in the ring but it had nothing to do with a motorcycle or my break up with Ashley. So back off please." Randy sighed and nodded, choosing to let it go for now but it didn't stop his concern for her well being. Now that Ashley would be on the same brand as her then he knew it would be even harder on her. Y/N walked in the building with her suitcases and headed to the locker room. They must've been meeting some of the new girls because tonight was the night of the SmackDown draft. Y/N really hated the drafts because there was an extra amount of people than a normal amount of people for a Smackdown episode.

Y/N chewed on her gum as she entered the locker room, heading straight to her locker and ignoring everyone but they were used to it. "Y/N! Come here I wanna introduce you to someone!" Trinity called over and Y/N let out a sigh before getting up from the bench. "Lexi this is Y/N Orton. Y/N this is Lexi Kaufman aka Alexa Bliss." Trinity introduced. Y/N just a gave an uninterested nod, not bothering to shake Alexa's hand or make any kind of contact. "Hi...yeah I gotta go now," Y/N mumbled before walking out of the locker room without another word. "Oh...uh okay," Alexa mumbled awkwardly. She was aware Y/N wasn't exactly the most social person but she didn't really expect that. Especially since her own crush just treated her like a high school jock would.

"Don't take it personal. She's always like that." Nikki Bella said, patting Alexa's shoulder with a warm smile. "Yeah I didn't, just caught me off guard."

»»────── 𓆩♡𓆪 ──────««

Y/N groaned getting a message to head to Hunter's office. As Hunter was apart of creative he had an idea for Y/N's new storyline as she was finished with her last one. Y/N lost her fued to Becky Lynch for the SmackDown Women's Championship, helping put over the orange haired woman in the process.

Y/N didn't mind helping put over the newer women she just hoped they would put her in a storyline with her brother sooner or later. The least they could do is let her win matches. She was literally an Orton, she shouldn't have to look weak. All they did was show Randy giving her advice in backstage segments or promos.

Y/N walked into the office and sat down on the chair, not even acknowledging Alexa Bliss sitting there as well. "You called me?" Y/N raised a brow, chewing on her new piece of gum. Alexa didn't have to question why Y/N had such a sharp jawline now. "Yes I have a new storyline for you that I think you'll like a lot," Triple H said. Y/N perked up hoping they'd finally pair her with her older brother. "You're gonna finally let me wrestle with my brother?" Y/N asked hopefully and Triple H pursed his lips. "Yes and No," he said, making Y/N slightly frown. "We decided to team you and your brother for the mixed match challenge but that's not gonna be apart of your storyline," Triple H said.

That's when Y/N finally realized Alexa was sitting next to her. "No way. You're gonna team me up with new girl?!" Y/N exclaimed, hating the idea of being in a tag team with anyone. Her brother was the only exception. "Ouch. I'm right here!" Alexa said, offended but still insanely attracted to Y/N when she was mad. "No Y/N we're not teaming you two up. You're actually gonna be fueding. It sets up Alexa's fued with Becky Lynch in the future," Triple H said. Alexa was super excited because she might possibly win her first championship in WWE after this first warm up fued. "Wait, so I'm gonna lose again?" Y/N asked incredulously.

"Yes and No. Neither of you will lose this fued as Alexa will move onto her fued with Becky Lynch for the SmackDown Women's Championship and you will move onto your next fued with Charlotte Flair for the Raw Women's Championship. Alexa will be a heel and you will turn babyface so you both will be on different brands soon. This is just a warm up fued. You get two months to make this fued big or its gonna cost your title shots in the future." Y/N nodded, excited to turn babyface as she had never been one before. She's always played a heel. Alexa was used to the heel role as she played one before in NXT.

Y/N obviously wasn't excited about a fued with her ex girlfriend Charlotte but if it gave her a title then she'd make the most of it. "Also, we're gonna slowly ease you into a tag team but you're still gonna hate each other, you just get along sometimes. It's like a opposite personalities kinda thing," Triple H added. "If it gets me a title shot then I can work with a tag team for now," Y/N said. "Is that all?" Hunter nodded and Y/N walked out without another word. Alexa sighed and she and Triple H began discussing more about her fued and character.

»»────── 𓆩♡𓆪 ──────««

It was the next week and Alexa was in the ring cutting a promo about how excited she was to be apart of the SmackDown brand. That was until she was cut off by Y/N's music and the crowd booed her in which she just ignored them. She wore a white crop top with some jeans and some sneakers, something really basic as she wasn't one for flashy clothing. Plus her character was more of a idgaf kinda character. "Well well well, if it isn't the cheerleader from NXT! Where's your little buddies? They didn't get drafted up with you? Aww," Y/N fake pouted, walking down the ramp.

"What do you want?" Alexa asked, a little taken back by the comments of Y/N. "Oh me? Yeah no I don't really want anything. I'm just here to be here. And sweetheart I've been here wayyy longer than you so I pretty much do whatever I want." Y/N stepped onto the ring apron and stepped into the ring making Alexa back up slightly. "You know for someone who's been here longer you haven't really accomplished much have you?" Alexa asked with a sweet smile. The crowd laughed at her comeback on Y/N who was visibly pissed at her audacity. "I'm a four time Women's Champion. That's more than you've done in your entire career so I'd watch your pretty mouth next time. If you want to be here in my ring and address this crowd then you have to earn it," Y/N stated.

"Okay. Then I'll earn it. Me and you right here, right now!" Alexa challenged. Y/N licked her lips and laughed, stepping back and sliding out of the ring. "Nah," Y/N shrugged, walking back up the ramp without another word. That was only the beginning of what was to come.

»»────── 𓆩♡𓆪 ──────««

(a month later)

Every week Y/N would always throw an insult or push around Alexa and the crowd loved every second of it. They even had a match last week and Y/N came out with the win but Alexa stuck her out of to her out of respect in which Y/N just walked pass her with zero emotion. But today, oh today was a different day. Last week Charlotte Flair had called out Y/N on Monday Night Raw. And obviously Y/N was not gonna let that slide. So she was out there to address the crowd tonight and call out Charlotte Flair who was in the building tonight. Y/N's music hit and she walked out, mic in a hand, glasses over her eyes and a steel chair in hand. Y/N stepped in the ring and set the chair up before taking a seat on it and leaning back.

Alexa watched backstage with a hitched breath, seeing Y/N in the leaned back position but images in her head that she felt she shouldn't even be imagining. It was obvious Y/N was still getting over her breakup with Ashley. And it's not like Y/N even acknowledged Alexa half the time. They'd cross paths and Y/N wouldn't even look at her, she'd just nod and walk past her. She was starting to wonder if Y/N hated her. "So you're all probably wondering what I'm out here for. Yeah last week I took a nasty bump so you probably think I'm injured but I'm perfectly fine. No no no, I'm out here to address the elephant in the room. Charlotte Flair." Y/N spoke, pulling off her glasses and clipping them on her tank top.

"See Charlotte Flair had no right calling me out on Raw as if I didn't whoop her ass countless times. She really had a lot to say about me. And I really don't know what I did so bad for her to call me some useless bully with no talent. Am I really a bully? I don't think I am. I prefer the term, snake. And I'll admit, I am a snake. I've turned my back on Charlotte several times. It's not my fault she managed to make everything about her. I don't blame Bayley and Sasha for turning on her. They just did what Becky Lynch is scared to do. Charlotte is scared of being alone. You wanna know how I know that?"

"Well I'll tell you anyways. See Charlotte's always been the chosen one. In middle school, in high school, in NXT. Meanwhile women like Bayley, Sasha Banks, Becky Lynch, Naomi, Tamina, Natalya, Emma, Alicia Fox, and many more couldn't even earn an opportunity to shine because Vincent Kennedy McMahon likes the young pretty blondes on his TV. Charlotte hasn't earned half the things she's been given. Because all the women I just listed, they've beaten her and where is their Championship? Where is my championship?! Charlotte Flair is always gonna be alone because if shes not in the spotlight then nobody can be and shes scared of that. So I'll tell you where my championship is. It's shoved so far up Charlotte's a-" Y/N was cut off by Charlotte's music.

Y/N clenched her jaw and bit her lip in anger. Everyone knew Y/N hated to be cut off. Charlotte walked out, Dana Brooke by her side like always. "Y/N, Y/N, Y/N....why are you so obsessed with me?" Y/N scoffed, watching as Charlotte walked down the ramp, her title around her waist. "I mean it's bad enough you're obsessed with poor little Alexa Bliss. But now you're moving onto me? Is it because i dumped you?" Charlotte laughed. Y/N looked down, still clenching her jaw and she could snap at any moment. "Oh right, I forgot you're still not over that," Charlotte frowned fakly and stepping in the ring.

Y/N still didn't move from her spot on her chair and continued to chew her gum with an annoyed face. "You done?" Y/N asked, raising an annoyed brow. "Hmmmm not really but it's embarrassing to see you not speak so I'll pause just for you," Charlotte hummed. Y/N stood up and kicked the chair the side, "I think you're forgetting that you called me out, you brought my name into your mouth and you showed up on my brand. So I suggest you rethink your decision before I rearrange your face so you won't be Championship material in anyone's eyes," Y/N spat out at Charlotte.

"Oh so you're saying that you're Championship material? You?" Charlotte deadpanned and Y/N nodded with a shrug. "Yeah but I'm not gonna be a cocky bitch like you and remind everyone each week," Y/N said. The crowd laughed and Charlotte clenched her jaw, clearly embarrassed. "I'm done here. I don't have to listen to this," Charlotte said, turning to walk away but Y/N grabbed her wrist. "Yeah well I'm not." Charlotte scoffed and sent a cheap shot to Y/N's face, laying her out so Dana kicked and attacked her.

Charlotte grabbed the chair and went to hit Y/N in the back until, the crowd suddenly burst into loud cheers when the music of Alexa Bliss hit and she ran out to Y/N's defense. Charlotte and Dana slid out immediately noticing Alexa holding a kendo stick in hand. Alexa slid in and shouted some threats at the two before walking over to Y/N who sat in the corner of the ring with a look of surprise. Alexa stuck her hand out to Y/N who looked around at the crowd that began the Daniel Bryan 'YES!" chants. Charlotte and Dana shouted 'no' as they knew if Alexa and Y/N teamed up then it would be the end for them.

Y/N let out a breath and took Alexa's hand, letting Alexa help pull her up and the crowd went nuts for it. Y/N and Alexa walked to the ropes shouting threats back and forth with Dana and Charlotte. Y/N picked up the mic and leaned forward on the ropes, "You and your little protégé versus me and The Goddess on Raw! I'll see you there because the minute I see you next week it's going down!" Y/N threw the mic and her music played all as the crowd cheered and Charlotte and Dana were having a meltdown.

Alexa grinned and hugged Y/N stiffened up out of surprise, that obviously not being scripted so she had no idea how to react. But the crowd was going nuts for it and the reactions were gold. Y/N still with a confused look, put an arm around Alexa's shoulder and it was basically Y/N showing some kind of affection so the crowd loved it. This team was over as hell and Vince McMahon was eating it up.

»»────── 𓆩♡𓆪 ──────««

That's how Y/N and Alexa were told they would now be a tag team until it was time for their title fueds. Basically this storyline got extended way longer than it should've been. Y/N didn't mind because it meant she was getting TV time and a big check. The only downside was that she had to now train with Alexa so they could rehearse their matches together, create a tag team finisher, a gimmick for their selves, and anything that could help with their chemistry. Alexa obviously wasn't complaining about spending time with her. That was until Y/N brought along Randy so now it definitely felt like Alexa was just third wheeling their sister and brother relationship.

Y/N pulled her gym bag on her shoulder and walked into the PC but this time Randy wasn't with her which caught Alexa off guard. "No Randy today?" Alexa asked. She and Y/N still had yet to actually speak a full sentence to each other since Randy basically spoke for Y/N knowing she had no interest in conversation with people she wasn't super familiar with. "Nah he's spending time with the wifey so it's just me. I did actually call a friend to come with but they bailed last minute." Y/N shrugged. Alexa nodded, pretending to be upset about that but she Sasha thrilled to actually sit down and talk with Y/N.

"So I was thinking maybe we can start coming up with our finisher because we have our match in a few days on Raw," Alexa said. Y/N just nodded and slid in the ring to stretch, Alexa following her. "Yeah I was talking to my friend about that and she suggested that maybe we just mix our finisher together instead of creating a whole new one," Y/N mumbled. "That's a great idea. What friend came up with that?" Alexa asked, slighty trying to figure out if it was Charlotte's idea. "My friend Kim, she's in ICW. Don't worry she's married to a man." Alexa's eyes widened, hoping Y/N wasn't onto her.

"What do you mean by that?" Alexa asked, trying to play dumb. "You're obviously wondering if Charlotte was that friend, which she was not. We haven't spoken to each other outside of work in weeks. We don't even speak in general unless we're doing a promo together," Y/N stated. "Oh well I was just curious," Alexa mumbled. "Mhm, sure," Y/N shrugged, not thinking too much of it because she didn't really care. "So I was thinking like maybe I do an RKO, then when they're on the floor you basically do the Twisted Bliss finisher," Y/N explained, standing up and popping her neck.

"Oh yeah I love that idea. Wait you know my finisher name?" Alexa asked. "I watched a few of your matches in NXT so I kinda picked up on your moveset," Y/N shrugged, not seeing it as a big deal but a lot of people would considering she almost never felt the need to watch other people's old matches to study moveset. "Oh okay, thanks," Alexa said, smiling to herself.

»»────── 𓆩♡𓆪 ──────««

Y/N slid in the ring and performed an RKO on Dana Brooke, laying her out so Alexa could perform Twisted Bliss. Alexa performed the finisher and pinned Dana to the three count, making the crowd get on their feet and cheer. Alexa immediately ran and hugged Y/N who once again awkwardly patted Alexa's back. The referee lifted their arms, signifying their win before letting them back down. When they got backstage they were congratulated on their performance and Y/N immediately left to catering where Bayley was holding her phone for her. "Thanks," Y/N said, taking her phone and going to sit on a random stage box.

As she sat down she was approached by Charlotte who sat down next to her. "What do you want Ashley? You dumped me, you left me, you ruined it. I don't need any explanation from you and I sure as hell don't wanna be friends." Before Charlotte could even get a word out, Y/N walked off without even hearing what Charlotte had to say. Charlotte let out a sigh and Alexa walked over to her, "I'm kinda biased because she's my tag partner but I think you should just let her be. She's made it clear she doesn't wanna be friends or get together," Alexa stated, patting Charlotte's shoulder and walking over to Bayley and Sasha.

»»────── 𓆩♡𓆪 ──────««

Three weeks later it was Smackdown and Y/N had a match tonight against Carmella, from what was scheduled but she was cutting a promo in the ring first. "Now three weeks ago myself and my tag partner Alexa Bliss beat Charlotte Flair and Dana Brooke. And for some reason, I thought it was gonna end there. Ya know? But Charlotte just can't accept defeat. Which is why last week she tried to get me alone and twist her way into my mind to turn me against my partner Alexa Bliss. And I don't take kindly to people trying to manipulate me." Y/N said, sitting criss cross in the middle on the ring.

"And so I was wondering how did Charlotte manage to get me alone? If Alexa is with me at all times? And so I asked Alexa where she was and she told me that Carmella and her little friends, locked Alexa in the locker room. And I think we all know by now is that I really don't like when someone messes with the people I care about. So, I challenged Carmella to a match earlier today and I have yet to get my answer so Carmella, if you could come on out here that would be greatly appreciated. And once I'm done with you, I'll put my focus back on Charlotte Flair."

Y/N stood up and looked to the jumbotron with the audience and that's when they suddenly showed Carmella walking into Y/N and Alexa's shared locker room. Alexa immediately looked away from the television and glared at Carmella, "What are you doing in our room?" Carmella chuckled and crossed her arms over her chest, "Relax, I just wanna talk to you. It's about Y/N." Alexa furrowed her brows and crossed her arms, squinting at Carmella in suspicion. "What about her?"

"I really hate to be the bearer of bad news but I think she's thinking about leaving you for Charlotte. I saw them talking last week and they looked really close. I also noticed how Y/N didn't ask you to come out with her, maybe she just doesn't need you anymore so she's to let you down easy," Carmella said with a fake frown. Alexa looked down, not wanting to believe what Carmella was saying but it was hard not to when Y/N was being more distant. "Why should I believe you when you and your little friends locked me in the locker room?" Alexa glared at her, not even caring what Carmella had to say anymore.

"You know what? I don't care. Get out!" Alexa snapped. Carmella clenched her jaw, "Fine, fine you win," She went to turn around, only to sucker punch Alexa in the face. Y/N seen this and immediately went to run out of the ring until Natalya, Lana and Tamina, three of Carmella's lackies, attacked her from behind. As Alexa finally shoved Carmella into the wall, she turned to look at the TV that showed Y/N being attacked. "She's always there for you. Will you be there for her?" Carmella chuckled, getting up and tackling Alexa, both of them going at it until security had to pull them apart.

Y/N tried her best to fight back but only got kicked down each time. That's when the crowd went absolutely insane hearing Charlotte Flairs music. Charlotte ran down the ramp literally in heels and hit Lana with a big boot on the outside. Charlotte slid in the ring but Tamina and Natalya slid out before she could attack. Y/N leaned onto her left shoulder, holding her midsection in pain, thinking Charlotte would now attack her. But instead Charlotte leaned down and comforted her whilst glaring at Lana, Tamina, and Natalya.

Alexa finally managed to pull from the security and run down to the gorilla but when she finally got the stage, nobody was in the ring anymore. The crowd chanted 'CHARLOTTE SAVED HER!' and Alexa's face showed a clear sign of sadness but also a look of jealousy and anger.

Backstage when the segment was finished Alexa found Y/N actually having a conversation with Charlotte. She furrowed her brows in confusion when she noticed Y/N had actually smiled at Charlotte. Y/N never smiled. Alexa sighed and sat down on the stage box, close enough to where she could eavesdrop. "So, do you maybe wanna grab some coffee later? I know a good place nearby," Charlotte said. Y/N hummed in thought, she had planned to do some late night training with Alexa but maybe she could cancel. Alexa wouldn't be that mad would she?

"Uh yeah sure, I gotta cancel training but yeah, I'm down," Y/N said. Alexa gaped in offense and jealousy which she would never admit to.

»»────── 𓆩♡𓆪 ──────««

A few weeks more went on and Y/N and Alexa were one of the most talked about tag teams ever. Y/N and Alexa would be scheduled on both brands, fueding with Charlotte and Dana. When Charlotte had saved Y/N when Alexa wasn't there, that did cause a lot of miscommunication and problems between the two. Charlotte was manipulating Y/N all over again and Alexa was sick of it so last week she challenged Charlotte to a match on Smackdown. Off screen, Y/N had been spending a ton of time with Ashley. Even more than she did with Alexa. But the more Y/N distanced from Alexa, the more she realized how she really felt for her tag partner.

She loved her. And not the best friend type of love...

Y/N was sitting down in her shared locker room with Alexa, eating a piece of pizza when Alexa walked in. "Hey, can we talk?" Alexa asked. Y/N gave her a thumbs up and turned off the television before turning to look at Alexa who had just sat down next to her on the couch. "What's up?" Y/N asked, tossing the pizza on her plate and giving Alexa her full attention. "I was gonna ask why you've been so distant lately? You're always canceling our meet ups and most of the time I find out on Twitter that you basically ditched me for Charlotte," Alexa asked, slighty looking away as she didn't want to fully look at Y/N, scared of her reaction.

"Are you implying something? You do realize I'm not obligated to give you my attention every second, right?" Y/N raised a brow, immediately growing an attitude, but that was all to hide what she really wanted to say. Alexa frowned and squinted her eyes at Y/N, "I didn't say that. I'm just kinda bothered that you're not putting in as much work because you're too busy spending time with Charlotte."

Y/N scoffed and stood up, "No no no, I have been putting in my blood sweat and tears to make this team work. Just because I want to hang out with a friend doesn't mean I don't care about this team! I do care, and I show that every week when I walk down that ramp." Now Alexa had scoffed, "Oh yeah? Are you really that sure you're friends? It seems like way more than that to me." Y/N's eyes widened slightly at the accusation and she rolled her eyes, grabbing her bag and getting ready to leave. She wasn't scheduled for a match, she just had to cut a promo backstage for Alexa's match.

"Uh huh, leave. It's what you seem to do best! I mean you sure had no problem bailing on all our plans for Charlotte. Maybe you should go cry to her," Alexa said, causing Y/N to pause in her steps and shut the door. "You literally have no fucking idea what you're talking about! You wanna know why I pushed you away?! Because, I realized how much I actually like spending time with you. And I realized that I fell in love with you when I promised I wouldn't fall in love ever again. And maybe, just maybe, that scared the shit out of me, so I pushed you away, because I haven't felt this way about anyone since Ashley. So I'm sorry." Y/N stormed out before Alexa could even get a word out.

»»────── 𓆩♡𓆪 ──────««

Y/N walked down the halls, holding her duffle bag on her shoulder and heading down to the parking lot to leave. The show was finished, Alexa won her match but could barely focus on celebrating it because Y/N wasn't by her side. Y/N had powered her phone off as well so she ignored every single call and text she got from Lexi. Y/N cursed under her breath seeing Lexi standing beside her car which was parked right next to Y/N's motorcycle. Y/N immediately tossed her duffle bag on the back, not even sparing Lexi a glance which made her frown. As Y/N goes to hop on her bike, Lexi grabs her arm, stopping her.

"Can we talk in the car?" Lexi asked. Y/N licked her lips and reluctantly agreed after a few seconds of silence. Lexi walked around to the driver's side and Y/N hopped in the passenger seat. After a few seconds of awkward silence, Y/N finally decided to break it. "I meant it, ya know? Every word," she mumbled. Lexi suddenly grabbed Y/N by her jacket and pulled their lips together. It didn't take Y/N long to kiss back with more passion. Lexi pulled away first for breath and leaned her forehead against Y/N's, "I love you too." She mumbled. A smile grew on Y/N's face and she kissed Lexi again, and they pulled away after a few seconds to breath.

"I literally had the biggest crush on you for years, like way before I even met you," Lexi admitted. Y/N chuckled and leaned back in the seat. "If I met you sooner, I can guarantee that I would most definitely had liked you back."

Two days later, Y/N and Lexi both cuddled on Lexi's sofa, binge watching Disney movies.

[court-jobi]

Can I ask about two things? Blue Mando-Paz Feels and The Touch Barrier? Feel free to only answer one! This is @newpathwrites btw.

Hekk yeah I'll answer both, @newpathwrites!!! Let's goooo~

The Touch Barrier | Ver. 1 under the cut

Ah my lovely fic headcanons with no real name... The Google Doc I have my drabbles about Paz Viszla are on just a funny sheet called quite literally Blue Mando Paz Feels. We had so little Paz content at the time I began writing these in 2019, but when I tell you my mind went wild...

Big blue boi Mando had my heart from the get go, and I quickly envisioned a nameless little OC (that I have yet to get onto paper). I paired him with a gentle soul who has a heart bigger than her head, and shakes the moment a gun is put into her hands-- but I think that brand of softness may be just what he needed in this harsh lonely world Mandalorians are so used to. He's big, he's blue, and it's cuffing season.. all I gotta say on that.

Now that I've seen more of Viszla in Season 3 I HAVE NEW SOURCE MATERIAL MUAHAHAHA but (ach-hem) I really do think the newest episodes helped me figure out his 'voice' so I might pick these little stories back up!

//psst my favorite of these is one where oc/reader's helping him clean up after a yucky, muggy recon mission, seeing him scrub himself really hard and she fusses over how rough he's being-even with himself. I go into how to care for your beskar, some Din Djarin rivalry-ish backstory, and how SWEET Paz can be when he's treated gently... Perhaps I'll flesh this one out if there's interest?

But also... my beloved:

I answered a bit on my different directions on The Touch Barrier here... But I imagine you'll be most interested in the first iteration of it, so here's a snippet!!

"Are we ok?"

The helmet straightened up, fixed to you again from its nervous evasion. "What?"

"You look like a caged lothcat right now.." you shared, unable to hold back a smile. "And here I thought we were on hugging terms~"

Inside the beskar suit, Mando’s neck flared with heat. And before he could silence himself,

"..we are?"

You hummed noncommittally- betraying your whole-hearted desire.

"I hoped so. At least I thought we might be, based on how you boarded the other day. Unless you didn't necessarily want me there. After all, I know you were kinda having a hard time staying upright."

Only then did Mando's beskar curves slide more naturally into place. No longer bolted to the wall but angled catty corner to you. 

He recalled the 'hug' referenced, but he also remembered how he'd cupped your head to him after you'd brought him up to the cockpit-- that one was for comfort. Not stability.

"I was. But that's not why I .."

–but before he fully finished his train of thought, the baby in the hold let out a frustrated garble of calls as a rolling ball clinked out of his reach. Each plunk echoed down the rungs until it rolled off to parts unknown. You snorted, wondering what on earth he was getting into up there.

"Gosh, that little guy. Sorry, what were you saying?" you recentered from your distraction.

With a lag in his shoulders, the Mandalorian thought the truth to be the best answer. But still wanting to answer to the Child, he nodded his head on for you to continue down to the hull, and he'd follow,

"I was just going to say," he answered, "I didn't do that because I couldn't stand on my own. i-i mean I couldn't, true, but the thing is, I 'wanted to'..." 

His heart was thundering, some cracks in his words were audible,

"I was bleeding out all over the floor. But really, l I could think of was just how grateful I was that you hadn't been hurt. You were safe, and seeing you? I was relieved."

Now side by side in the open air cargo space you smiled, feeling a bit like the silly girls in the holonovels when they pushed their hair behind their ears.

"Well... For one, I'm glad you're not bleeding all over the floor."

That earned you a breathy laugh, "Thank you."

"And for two, I'm- glad you wanted to. Because I may or may not have been wanting to, myself.." 

Mando paused in his strides. which you matched. Even though you were unable to read his expression, you gave a satisfied little smile with your answer, 

"So… it sounds like we're on the same page."

"Sounds like we are."

The Child whined again, making both tip their head off to the side, perfectly in sync.

"I can go get him-- meet you back up top?"

"Okay." He nodded and they split.

Back in the cockpit, you wrangled the bouncing little potato sack. Mando turned when you came in, hearing you corral the kid trying to jump out of your arms to get a better view from his pram.

"Ok ok kiddo, good grief– your seat's but going anywhere!" You shrilled. Planted into his blankets, he sat back in content, swaying side to side, taking in the stars and clusters they were passing in awe.

"Handful?"

"More like tryin'a be a hand-empty, the little wiggle worm." you sassed. His playfighting was all in good fun.

The Mandalorian spun to meet you. First and foremost, you know he'd set the locks on the overhead panels on the side wall, but then he surprised you when he faced fully after you readjusted your clothes the kid had tugged every which way.

"You're good with him. He seems happy to have someone else around." He complimented, stepping into your space. 

Then- finally- meeting your sparkling eyes with all their silent anticipation of his arms, he wrapped around you to pull you in. You locked him in by the waist. 

Then, slightly softer, he nearly whispered, "and.. he's not the only one."

Smushed slightly into his flight suit padding above his chest plate, you smiled. The pats you gave him back passed assurance and as much comfort as you could manage in this relatively tiny hunk of metal in the vast black dust of space. 

"Feeling's mutual, hon."

Hope you liked it!! More of this may come one day...

...dangit.. now I wanna finish this. (le sigh)

[chaoticlicense]

I know this is a lot you don’t have to include all of them but 52, 104, 128, 130, 131, and 147 with Viktor/Reader.

Where they are close friends that work together and Viktor develops feelings for them but is too scared to confess. The reader goes to him for emotional support or advice (dealing with a bad breakup or feeling like their work isn't good enough) and he accidentally confesses while trying to cheer them up.? (I swear reading that prompt list my jaw dropped at 130 and 131 btw like wow,. adredvsbskajbdk)

So, I didn't do all of the prompts that you sent because once I started writing certain prompts didn't quite fit. HOWEVER! While this ended up becoming a longer fic than intended, I did have a heck of a lot of fun writing it ❤️ 

Tags: NSFW, Minors DNI, Viktor, Viktor x Reader, Friends to Lovers, Ficlet, Smut, Smut Prompts, Not Proofread

Prompt 52 is “I want you to say my name like that again.” 

Prompt 130 is “Spread your legs for me.” … “Spread them wider.” 

Prompt 147 is “Fuck, you have such a tight hold on me, you don’t even know.” 

I hope you enjoy your little ficlet ❤️ 

You didn’t expect the night to end with you and Viktor laying naked in each other’s arms, the soft glow of the afternoon sun peeking through the dusty curtains in his bedroom. 

When you had showed up at his door, hands shaking, brow sweating, all you wanted was to pick his brain about something. That something was his reassurance that your most recent project wasn’t a total disaster despite it blowing up (quite spectacularly as Heimerdinger put it). Yes, you’d managed to salvage some of the parts which meant you could work on a new, updated version—but was there any point in doing so? Was it worth your time and energy all over again? More importantly; was it worth the chance of utter humiliation should the next one fail?

It wasn’t like you to be so…uncertain or so down on yourself in the face of failure. It was, after all, part of your job to have things fail on occasion. How else does one learn from one’s mistakes? But this was different. It felt different. This was your chance to prove to Heimerdinger that you were more than just a glorified assistant. And you had all but failed at that. 

In your moment of anxiety and dread that sat in the pit of your stomach like a rock, you went to see Viktor. Your colleague, your best friend, and your crush. Viktor had hardly opened the door before you pushed past him and went to crash on his couch. The words came easily, tumbling out of you like an avalanche of self-doubt. Viktor sat down next to you and listened intently. It wasn’t until you finished telling him all about your insecurities (not for the first time in your many years of friendship) that he rested a hand on your arm and pulled you in close.

“You are not a failure simply because one of your creations quite literally blew up in your face,” he assured you.

You scoffed. 

“I mean it. We all make mistakes, and we all have things blow up on occasion. It’s part of the job.”

You sighed dramatically and all but threw yourself against his shoulder.

“I know that.”

“Then what is the problem?”

“The problem, Viktor, is that this was my chance to show Heimerdinger that I’m more than just a pretty face! That I can actually do something useful for once.”

Viktor raised a brow and hummed in thought. 

“Well, that, at least, I can understand. But listen to me-” He gently pushed you upright so he could look into your eyes. Your heart nearly did a skip in your chest when his golden gaze met yours. Gods he’s beautiful, you thought. A blush crept up on you at the sudden thought of him being able to read your mind. “-you are absolutely brilliant. Do you understand that? One or two mistakes will not change that fact. Your mind works in ways I cannot even begin to comprehend, nor would I want to for fear of breaking the hold you have over me. Please don’t let this deter you from continuing your work.”

You smiled a little, his words providing you with the very reassurance you had sought out in the first place. But you caught something in his speech that made you pause.

“Viktor?” you started.

“Hm?” 

“What was that about me having a hold over you?”

Viktor's eyes widened, pupils dilating.

“I, eh…” he coughed. Cleared his throat. “Sorry. I don’t know why I said that.”

“Are you sure?” you pressed, heart pounding in your chest.

After the longest moment of silence of your life, Viktor shook his head.

“No. No, I’m not sure.” 

Without a single moment of hesitation, he grabbed the back of your neck and pulled you into a kiss. That kiss led to the two of you moving from the couch to his bed where you found yourself naked and completely at his mercy. After a long discussion between even longer kisses about the two of you wanting this for the last several months, Viktor lays between your legs, a hand on each of your thighs. His long fingers trail up and down across your skin, leaving goosebumps in their wake.

“Spread your legs for me,” he whispers.

You spread them open about an inch. Viktor raises a brow. You smile innocently. 

“Spread them wider.” 

Without any complaints and a thousand tiny butterflies in your stomach, you do ask he asks. Satisfied, he smiles at you as he crawls his way up along your body, leaving soft kisses in his wake. When he finds himself hovering over you, lips just inches from yours, he lowers himself between your legs. You can feel his cock against your hips, hot and hard and ready for you.

“Can you feel how hard you make me?” he mutters as he brushes your lips with his. “This is all for you. It’s always been for you.”

His name is a sigh upon your lips, a prayer almost. “Viktor…”

In turn, he takes your bottom lip between his teeth and tugs. Moans. Hips grinding into your own. He hasn’t even fucked you yet and a hot coil is already lighting in the pit of your stomach. The coil replaces the heavy stone of anxiety that once sat there not an hour past when you first showed up at his door. Oh, how quickly things can happen. 

His hands find yours, fingers interlacing while he presses you into the mattress. 

“I want you to say my name like that again,” he moans.

“Mm…Viktor…” you oblige, eyes fluttering closed as he teases your entrance with the head of his cock. The sensation of him so close to where you’ve wanted him for longer than you can remember only fans the flames of desire in your belly until they’re so hot you can barely stand it. 

Viktor, sensing your want, and your need for him, slowly pushes inside of you. It’s not until he’s deep inside you that he stills, head falling into the crook of your neck. Teeth dig into your flesh just enough to hurt but not enough to bleed. He would never make you bleed.

“Fuck, you have such a tight hold on me, you don’t even know,” he whispers against you. “How could we have gone so long without one another?”

“I don’t know,” you sigh. “But, Vik, please, don’t make me wait any longer.”

Viktor, as it turns out, is a very giving lover. The rest of your afternoon is filled with him fucking you slow and deep, cock hitting that spot inside of you that has you moaning his name so many times it’s as if his name is the only word you know. In a way, it is in that moment. There is nothing else as he makes love to you, as he fucks you so well you can’t remember the last time being with someone felt so good. 

There is only him. Him and you and the sounds of your bodies as they come together over and over with each hard, yet gentle, thrust. Time itself seems non-existent that afternoon as your hands roam his body feeling every inch of him that you can. It’s as though you’re in a dream. Even as Viktor’s slow, methodical thrusts and firm circles on your clit bring you over the edge for the first time that afternoon, you can’t quite seem to wake up from whatever dream this is. And gods, you hope you never do.

Even as Viktor comes undone, your name on his lips as he cries out in soft pleasure, the dream continues as he wraps you into his arms and holds you close. He gazes into your eyes, adoration in the amber shade of his irises. Your own mirror such a look without even realising it. With a smile, you bring a hand to his cheek and press a kiss to the mole just above his lip.

“Viktor?” You snuggle up close.

“Yes?” He murmurs, pressing his lips to your shoulder.

“I think I’m in love with you.” 

Viktor hums a little, a smile on his lips.

“You think?” 

You sigh, chuckling.

“Fine. I know I’m in love with you.” 

“As I am with you.”

[lokilysolbitch]

im just venting and mispelling roommate in this one

right so i have two roomates (theyre dating and share a room) and they went on a trip together and im so . im so mad . not bc of the trip. but bc they got back the other day and when i was in the kitchen they came out and roomate 1 after just like talking for a little while and was like. oh yeah roomate 2 is sick and has a fever of 100 degrees. and second roomate. is IN THE FUCKING ROOM. why the fuck would you not say something before hand so i could leave. why are you not wearing masks. both of you were driving for hours in the same car and were on the same trip. COVID is still a fucking thing. were all disabled. what the fuck

so im like. oh. and i finish eating and go to my room

also. roomate 1 invites me to get boba before this and the next day theyre still like "so boba time??" were you not just travelling with someone whose sick?? do you not know how viruses spread?? why the hell would i-- anyway

next day. roomate 2 has been in the only room that isnt a bedroom and bathroom all day which makes sense bc roomate 1 is allergic to cats and that room has roomate 2's cat so thats the best quarantine situation there is. but like. everyones still gotta prepare food in there so its not great. also. neither of them fucking told me that was the set up. so. cool.

and now today !!! roomate 1 texts me and is like "so were both sick and we got tested and its covid" FUCKING WHO COULD HAVE SEEN THIS COMING

AND THEYVE FUCKING EXPOSED ME TO IT AND ALL THEY DID WAS AFTER BEING IN THE SAME ROOM FOR A WHILE WENT "oh one of is sick btw lol and weve been traveling toether. wanna get boba?"

im already fucking disabled and covid weakens your immune system and body especially !!!! if youre already !!!!!!! chronically ill !!!!!!!!! I CANT AFFORD ANYMORE GODDAMN BODY ISSUES

AND IVE BEEN MASKING SINCE FUCKING 2020 AND BOTH OF THE ROOMATES STOPPED MASKING MONTHS AGO IF NOT A YEAR AGO

SO NOW IM HAVING PANIC ATTACKS WONDERING IF IM GONNA CATCH IT AND I CANT TELL IF THE SHAKING IS JUST ANXIETY OR A FEVER COMING ON

THIS ISNT MY FIRST INFECTION EITHER AND WE DONT KNOW HOW COVID CAN DAMAGE THE BODY DECADES IN THE FUTURE BUT WE KNOW REPEATED INFECTIONS DAMAGE THE BODY MORE AND MORE SO WHAT IF I HAVE WORSENING ILLNESS ISSUES IN THE FUTURE AND ITS ALL BC SOMEONE COULDNT BE MORE CONSIDERATE

and heres the thing actually bc im not even mad at roomate 2. its roomate 1 im mad at. because theyve been inconsiderate many times before. im mad its happening fucking again. literally the past few years have just been oh they said they'd clean up after themselves more in the kitchen and they didnt again even though i gave them ideas to help them keep it clean. oh they invited someone over without warning me when i asked them not to. again. oh they said they would listen to me vent and infodump whenever but when i did they left me on read for several hours/days and then ignored everything i said again. oh they made a suicide joke when i asked them several times not to make those in front of me because its triggering again. oh they left on a overnight/several day trip without warning me when they know i dont drive so i didnt get to stock up on things i needed before hand (they did this once when we were MOVING and i literally didnt have food other than like flour and ingredients and baking tools hidden in piles of boxes. and she ate my last microwave pizza before leaving. and knew it was the last one. and i didnt find out she wasnt coming back until the next day until i texted her and went "hey we need to get some groceries today bc we literally dont have food" and she was like "oh im not getting back until tomorrow lol" like. oh! cool! i dont have fucking shit to eat !!!!! im stranded in a new apartment !!!!!!!)

just. oh ! theyre being inconsiderate again!! again!! fucking again!! again!! just like every other time!!!!! its happening again !!!!!!!!!!! what do i even do at this point

i have a joke that im mad that roomate 1 makes me relate to taylor swift lyrics. bc. when taylor said "that old familiar body ache, the snaps from the same little breaks in your soul/ you know/when its time to go" i felt that and its because of this roommate.

oh and they are both quarantining in their room now so theres that.

[voidendron]

PHASMOPHOBIA IS TERRIFYING YET ADDICTING AAAAAHHH

was playing it with Gham tonight and my hands are STILL shaking omg

uhhhhhh details under the cut ajskdlas;l

we're slowly getting better at pinning down the ghost types and surviving hunts

we were in one of the cabins at one point tonight, and Gham found a Ouija board in one of the rooms. we agreed not to mess with it until we nailed down what our ghost was

so we're doing that, everything's going fine, we figure out it's an obake

so I leave the cabin and I'm checking over the cameras from the van just to double-check that we had ghost orbs, and Gham suggests trying out the Ouija board

so she goes into the entryway of the cabin, kind of in the middle of it so I can see from the door, tells me to stay outside to see if I can see the ghost if/when it spawns

I can hear her reading off whatever the ghost spelled on the board, but couldn't quite make out what it was since I was outside (that board. terrified. me. I Was Not gonna be in the house when it got used)

then I hear her suddenly go "...polo? oh marco!" short pause filled with giggles "marco!" the door slams in my face and it starts hunting her

I book it to the truck to watch the emf board thingy, and shout out through the radio when the hunt's over. I run back to open the door, see Gham leave her hiding place and start running toward me-

then the door slams in my face again

(my poor character probably has a broken nose by this point, I was literally standing One The Threshold both times getting ready to run into the house)

I watch the board from the truck again, Gham somehow survives the second hunt, and books it out of the house the second I give the all-clear

I took a look through the doorway before we left, and the board was shattered, the pieces scattered all over the entryway, we decide to nope it out of there and leave (and we got our first ghost type right!)

later on, sitting in the lobby after an investigation, she casually goes "oh yeah, the Ouija board started spelling "polo" at me! so I said "marco" and it spelled "polo" again. so I said "marco" again and it started hunting"

me: "....the ghost TROLLED YOU????"

the next house, we found a monkey paw, which can grant wishes

we figure out the ghost is a myling (I nearly jumped out of my skin for the emf5 btw. I was crouched next to the piano looking at the ghost writing when it smacked the keyboard to make a bunch of horrible notes. tbh I'm surprised I even had the idea to swap to the emf reader it scared me so bad)

so naturally, Gham goes "...wanna try out the monkey paw?"

so she stands right inside the doorway while I'm outside of it watching her

her wish: "I wish to see the ghost"

instantly, the door shuts in my face (.....again), the hunt is on, and Gham revealed to me later that she was frozen in fear so just stood in front of the door. just seconds after the hunt started, I could hear her dying on the other side of the door

door opens, I grab the paw

my wish: "I wish for life"

insta-death

BUT Gham is revived, books it back to the truck, yells at me over radio to choose myling, and leaves (I didn't know I could die when I rezzed Gham, but she'd bought everything for that round beside like the flashlights and some of the cameras, so Worth It to save the stuff)

last but not least

we go to an easier house to finish up the night. we'd had three in a row right, so we just wanted to get Gham to level up again to finally be able to get our hands on the salt

everything's going fine, I'm bringing in my setup stuff to the kitchen where we discovered it was, and as I'm walking in I hear it writing in the book. perfect! ghost writing down, that narrows down our list

I set up DOTs and a camera, leave and come back with Another DOTs and camera to put on the other side of the kitchen, then eventually return with UV and a spirit box

not having luck with UV, because it's touching everything BUT the doors

anyway Gham goes out to get more supplies, I turn off the lights, turn on the spirit box, start circling the kitchen, asking questions-

spirit box answer

I yelp and yeet the spirit box on the floor while it's still on

me, over radio, Very Strained: "we got spirit box"

Gham, snickering: "noted"

me: "that thing is HORRIBLE"

Gham: "yeaaahhhh"

we're pretty sure it's a spirit by that point, pairing the evidence with the van's emf screen (which I'm. learning not to fully trust now)

unfortunately, I DC

so I tune in to Gham's stream on discord, and she decides to start playing with the tarot cards

starts pulling cards and then immediately backs out of the door

gets a few that either don't do anything, or trigger small events-

and then the hunt starts and she doesn't back out in time

runs to the nearest closet and hides there as it hunts

and hunts

and hunts

over and over, footsteps go up and down through the house, throwing things all the while

by that point she's probably at like 0 sanity because of the cards and constant hunting/being in a dark closet

she runs out at one point, opens the door, it immediately locks again and she books it back to the closet

at one point, I'm listening to the ghost and kinda go, more to myself "...that sounds like a poltie [poltergeist]" because I noticed how many things were being yeeted while it hunted. her camera nods super rapidly in agreement

eventually, she runs out again and just barely makes it out, the door slamming shut behind her to the point she literally phased through it partially. she'd managed to reach it in like the five second window it had between hunts after looking at the van emf. we're pretty sure it was just one hunt after another by that point

unfortunately with the stress of what was happening, I think she totally forgot about my comment on it being a poltergeist, since she still had spirit selected and got it wrong

I wasn't even there bc I disconnected and my heart was thundering and hands shaking

such a fun game but my poor heart

[spidernerdsblog]

Snamzjjs ok I just finish going through the blurbs for MMIH (love it btw) so ok if you’re still doing those blurbs could you do one of the first time Tom and reader have sex after she’s had the kids? Like it’s all fluffy and sensual cuz he wants to be gentle with her and make sure she’s ok and not uncomfortable cuz her body changed

Thank you so much!! Hope you like this. Let me know what you think.

Match made in Hell (series)

Passion

Pairing : Mob! Tom Holland x Reader

Warnings : 18+, SMUT, minors DNI, lactation kink, slight daddy kink, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it)

“They're asleep.” Tom says as he walks in your bedroom bare chested in just his grey sweatpants after checking up on your twins in the nursery.

“You're the best, daddy.” You snickered from inside your covers on the bed. It was Tom's idea that you say daddy and mommy in front of your babies so that it would be their first words and you were having quite some fun teasing him about that.

He shakes his head smiling and gets inside the covers pulling you closer. “Anything for you my mama bear.” He kisses you deeply, pressing you against his body and you wince. 

“What's wrong?” Tom pulls back with concern. 

“Nothing, it's just my boobs. They are killing me.”

Tom looked down at your full and round breasts. He cupped them both in his hands and started to gently massage them. “Want daddy to make you feel better, princess?”

“Yes please, daddy.” You whimpered. Tom didn't have to be told twice as he pulled down your nightdress. He didn't think you could get any more beautiful but he was proved wrong. Your body grew stunning more than ever— curvy and voluptuous. His hungry eyes feasted upon your tight swollen breasts, nipples large and darker than usual. They started to leak with the slight stimulation of cold air against your warm skin. 

Supporting a breast in his palm he closes his mouth around a nipple. He sucks gently, swirling his tongue around it and the milk begins to flow, filling his mouth with your sweetness. 

You let out a soft moan of relief. That moan reaches directly down his pants as his cock thickens. You feel his hard length pressed against your stomach and reach out to stroke him through his sweatpants.

“Darling” he says hoarsely looking up at you.

“Hmmm?”

“Don’t start anything we won’t be able to finish.”

You chuckle at his pained expression mixed with arousal. “I want you to finish it tonight.” You guide his hand over your soaked panties.

His breath stalls for a second. It’s been two goddamn months since you two had sex besides the few orals and handjobs. It was literally a torture because nothing compares to being buried deep inside you and hearing your loud moans of his name. “Are you sure?”  

“Yes.” you gasp when he runs a finger down your slit. “My recovery period is up, the doctor gave the clearance.” 

Heat and lust clouds his vision as he pushes you back down on the bed and climbs on top of you. He moves to slide your panties down your legs. Latching onto your breast again he trails his fingers up the inside of your thighs. He spreads your delicate folds rubbing the pad of his thumb on your clit in slow circles. Your back arches when he slides in two thick fingers. A loud moan escapes from your mouth which he knows all too well. Your fingers weave through his soft curls as you grind against his fingers.

He curls his fingers inside you hitting that spongy spot and you start to cum, spurting milk in his mouth. Tom continues to rub your pussy wringing the last bit of pleasure out of you to give you the relief you needed. 

“Feel better?”

“A lot.” you pant.

When you come down from your high you push down his sweatpants along with his boxers freeing his thick and hard cock. Tom grabs himself by the head and rubs it between your pussy lips. It slides easily with how wet you are.

“Oh my god.” you moan when he strokes your swollen nub.

Slowly he pushes the tip inside you and you hiss out at the stretch. “Does it hurt?” his brows draw in with concern.

“No! Just go on.” you say urgently.

A groan escapes his mouth as he sinks inside you slowly filling you to the brim. “Shit so tight!” Your warm velvety walls feel like a hot furnace around him. “Oh God I don't think I'm going to last more than ten seconds.” 

“I feel so full, Tom. Really didn’t think it would feel this good.” you blabbered in your lust filled haze.

Tom stills inside you, slightly surprised. “You didn’t think it would be good?”

“I pushed out two babies.” you state out plainly looking down at your body. 

Tom’s gaze softens as he realizes about your insecurity with your body but he wants you to see the way he sees you— strong and beautiful who brought his children in this world. His fingers intertwine with yours as he pins your hands beside your head. “You're perfect, love.” he kisses the tip of your nose. “This pussy is perfect, so warm and wet. I'm in heaven baby.” And thrusts his hips forward to prove it to you making you both moan. 

You clench around him in response and clamp around him tighter. Tom closes his eyes and takes some deep breaths to gain some control so that he doesn't come right away. He then begins to move, setting a steady pace. Hard in, slow out, going deeper with each stroke.

Your breasts rub against his hard chest with every thrust doubling your pleasure. “I'm close.” You whisper and he crashes his mouth to your as your tongues collide against each other greedily. This is it, the love and passion you have for each other. He never felt so connected to you as he does when he is deep inside you, smelling the scent of your skin and hair, the way your legs wrapped around him as he covers your body with his. 

You cry against his mouth as both of you climax together wrapped in each other's arms. After the pleasure of your orgasms subsides Tom collapses next to you breathing hard.

“Give me ten minutes and I’ll be ready to go again.” he mumbles into the mattress. You run a hand down his spine and squeeze his ass. His dick jolts awake with renewed enthusiasm.

“Make it five.” you laugh.

Reblogs are appreciated ❤

[emmymaehereeeeee]

Austin!elvis plsssssss

After the new years party elvis takes you to Graceland and you can’t keep your hands off eachother so it ends up in seggs (but imagine if a worker comes knocking on his bedroom door 😭😭 please add that)

Virgin!reader

Love your writing btw 💖💖💖

I literally just finished writing this and I forgot about the virgin! Reader part! I’m so sorry :(

Elvis had his hands pretty much attached to you the entire night, “Say your goodbyes, doll, we need to head home.” He lowly whispered into your ear. You quickly made your way around the party, saying your farewells. The car ride home was filled with sexual tension, Elvis had his hand resting high on your thigh. When the two of you pulled into the driveway it was a mad dash for the bedroom. Elvis didn’t even care to shut off the car, that wasn’t his main priority. No, you were his main priority.

He closed the door behind you, pinning you up against it, “God damn it, mama, you look so good in that dress. Gonna need you to get out of it though.” He growled out, tugging down on the dress. You let out a soft moan, your panties were soaked. Elvis pulled you off of the door and pushed you back on the bed. He ran his hands down your body, his rings felt cold against your skin. Finally, his hands found the hem of your panties, and those were soon discarded, he looked up at you with a smile. “You sure you wanna do this?” You nodded your head frantically and he made his way up your body. He hovered over you, and soon a series of knocks sounded on the door, “Mr. Presley? I was-“ “Not now!” He shouted, his eyes never leaving yours. The sound of footsteps retreating filled the air. 

Elvis paused for a few moments, those icy blue eyes were filled with nothing but lust, to say your stomach turned slightly would be a massive understatement. You felt as though you had been shocked, your body was filled with anticipation. He lined himself up with your entrance and with what seemed like no hesitation, pushed himself into you. 

“Elvis.” You moaned out, your hands soon found their way to his back, where your nails left their own marks. He slowly began to make a pace for himself, pushing himself in and out of you. “Fuck me.” You mumbled.

“Doing so good for me.” He whispered into your ear, pressing a gentle kiss just below your ear. He increased his pace, quite quickly, soon slamming himself into you. His once gentle actions soon became apparently aggressive and animalistic. “You fucking need it don’t you?” He all but growled into your ear. You felt the air in your throat seemingly disappear.  “Answer me.” 

“Please, Elvis!” You asked, your nails scratching along his back. He continued to pound into you, your whimpers and moans filled the bedroom air.

“Such a good girl, taking my cock so well” his praises fell on deaf ears, you were too lost in your own head about how good you felt to even acknowledge him. “Talk to me.” He demanded, you snapped out of your dazed state and met his eyes.

“I- feels good.” You couldn’t form words much less a sentence. You were fucking cock-drunk on this man. You felt your hips instinctively rise and then lower, “Please.” You mumbled.

“Please?” He mimicked, lifting your hips and up and increasing his speed. He gripped your hips and thrust into you at a new angle. You couldn’t help it, you screamed out his name. “That’s my girl.”

“Ha, close, close!” You tried to warn him. Elvis’s thrusts soon became sloppy, his grip remained tight. The impending wave of orgasmic pleasure washed over you, leaving you with shaking legs and bucking hips. Elvis pulled himself out of you and cummed all over your chest.

“Jesus fucking Christ, shit.” He mumbled, running a hand through his hair. He flopped to the side of you and took a moment to catch his breath. “You alright honey?” He asked standing up from the bed to use the restroom.

“Mhm.” You mumbled, staring at the mess on your chest. He noticed this and grabbed you a towel to help you clean it off. You smiled at him and placed a kiss on his cheek. “Thank you, baby.” He smiled back at you.

“You wanna go shower honey?” he asked, you nodded your head. He helped you out of the bed and into the shower. As the warm water hit your skin you began to think of how lucky you were to have Elvis Presley as your lover.

I AM SO SORRY I HAVE NOT WRITTEN ANY THING IN LIKE FOREVER 💜💜💜