#but i cant pick you up and carry you down the stairs.

[nabaath-areng]

On the train home and distraught over it. My heart lies scattered all over the dust grey floor in pieces that are both pitiful and innumerable.

[traveler-at-heart]

The Doctor's In - Part 2

Wanda Maximoff x F!R

Summary: After Billy's accident, you go back to the Maximoff house to babysitt the twins.

Time works differently when you’re inside a hospital. That’s true, whether you’re a patient or a doctor.

You measure it in shifts that can extend up to 36 hours. Sometimes you go inside when the sky is dark; by the time you're done it looks exactly the same, and you wonder if the day passed at all.

What’s certain is that you will always run late. Racing around your house, you take your bag, keys and pour coffee on a thermos, carrying a pop tart in your mouth.

You’re so worried with making sure you have everything, you don’t even notice Wanda is at the door until you crash against her.

“I’m so sorry!” you say, the coffee spilling all over your scrubs.

“Oh, my Gosh, is it hot? Are you ok?”

“It’s cold, no worries. Let me get changed, wanna come in?”

You walk back, finding some clean scrubs on a basket near the stairs. Thank God you did your laundry yesterday.

“What’s up, Wands?” you say, changing in the same room. You’re extremely late and can’t afford to go upstairs.

Wanda looks at your smooth skin and toned muscles and blushes, looking away.

“Oh… I… wanted to give you this. Billy drew it the other day. It’s supposed to be you in the hospital”

“That’s so cute” you walk up to her, looking at the drawing over her shoulder. “How’s the arm?”

“It’s good, he’s just itchy”

“Yeah, that happens. Can I keep it?” you ask and she hands you the paper. You put in on the fridge door, a magnet securing the drawing in its place. “I’d love to chat but I gotta run”

Wanda glares when you pick another pop-tart.

“Is that what you call breakfast?”

“I’m late!” you protest with a laugh, taking a bite on your way out.

“Well, come by anytime if you want to have some real food” she offers and you nod, smiling as you get into the car. “Oh, shoot! I forgot to ask. I need a baking tray to put some extra cookies, you wouldn’t happen to have one?”

“It’s your lucky day, my mom gave me one I never use. It’s supposed to be somewhere in the cupboard. There’s a spare key in that ceramic turtle”

“Oh, are you sure? I could come back later”

“No, it’s ok. As a matter of fact, keep it, in case you need anything else” you smile, groaning when your pager goes off again. “Ugh, gotta run! Say thanks to Billy for me”

“Will do” she waves, smiling as you practically put the entire pop-tart in your mouth.

Wanda ignores the regret she feels over not asking for what she really wanted. It wasn’t a baking tray, but some time with you.

—

“Is that your pager or mine?” you say, moaning when Carol’s lips travel lower, pulling your pants down.

“It can wait” she says, leaving open mouthed kisses as you part your legs, your fingers threading through her locks.

“The word emergency is in my job description” you say, reaching out and sighing with relief. “It’s yours”

“Is it 911?”

“Nope”

“Good. Now shut up and let me eat your pussy” Carol says, her tongue darting out to taste you, your hips canting up to move against her mouth.

“Fuck” you say, breathless as you ride Carol’s face. She leaves her place between your legs and you’re about to protest when you feel two fingers stretching you.

“Shhh” she says against your mouth, letting you taste yourself in her lips. “Be quiet for me”

You try to stay quiet, but almost let out a moan when someone knocks on the door of the on call room.

“Doctor Danvers?”

“In a minute” she says, a hand over your mouth. Her fingers pump in and out of you faster and the idea of someone waiting on the other side adds to the thrill. You reach your orgasm with a muffled cry.

“You good?” Carol says with a smile, standing up to get her clothes.

All you can do is nod, waiting for your breathing to go back to normal.

“See you later, pretty girl” she kisses your cheek, going out to meet the resident that was looking for her.

It was cliche, hooking up with someone at the hospital, but of course you had needs and no time to fulfill them outside of this building.

The fact that Carol wasn’t looking for anything serious helped too.

No feelings, no complications.

The rest of your shift goes surprisingly quiet, but you’re still urged to go home when Chief Fury comes across you in the hallway.

Since you leave on time and very well rested, you decide to go for a run as soon as you get home. You enjoy the physical exertion and being outdoors, appreciating the beautiful sunset as you jog around the neighbourhood.

It’s barely getting dark when you reach home, Wanda outside talking on the phone. You wave, but the tense smile she gives back makes you walk to her house instead of yours.

“Everything ok?” you ask as soon as she hangs up.

“Yeah, I had this thing but the nanny cancelled last minute”

“Oh, that sucks, I’m sorry” you look back to your place, and then your eyes meet hers. “Why don’t I take care of the twins for you?”

“I couldn’t possibly ask you to… you just got back from work, you’re probably tired”

“It was an easy shift, for once. Plus, I gather they don’t stay up too late, right?”

“No, it would only be two hours, three tops” she promises and you nod.

“It’s settled then, let me just take a shower real quick”

Wanda nods, her eyes raking over your body. She suddenly wished you’d go for runs more often, as you tend to wear really short shorts that show your toned legs.

“I can’t thank you enough” she says, going back to reality.

“Pancakes are always a good call” you wink, going across the street to your place. “Be right back!”

As you shower and change into more comfortable clothes, a part of you gets nervous over babysitting Billy and Tommy. Sure, you were good when you did your rounds in Peeds, but that didn’t mean anything compared to spending an evening making sure they were entertained enough.

Either way, you can’t back out now, so you cross the street, knocking on Wanda’s door. You’re taken aback by how beautiful she looks with a red skirt and red turtleneck sweater, knee high boots completing the outfit.

“You look amazing” you say, forcing yourself to look at her eyes, but it’s not any better, the make up enhancing her features and those striking green eyes.

“Thank you” she says shyly and you nod, not trusting yourself with your words. Wanda moves aside to let you in and you find Billy and Tommy in the living room.

“Hey, kiddos” you greet and they look at you excitedly.

“Hey, Y/N. Are you gonna hang with us?”

“Yeah, of course! We’ll have some fun” you ruffle Tommy’s hair, and inspect Billy’s cast. “Woah, someone has a lot of stickers”

“All of my classmates gave me one! I still have some space here, wanna pick one out?” the boy says, and you smile. Yeah, he moved on from the scared stage to being the cool kid with the broken arm at school.

“Of course, I’ll have to find some cool sticker in my collection” you promise.

Wanda leads you to the kitchen, showing you around. Your mouth waters at the smell of the pasta she made.

“I won’t be gone for long. They’re supposed to be in bed at 9 but I know they’ll get excited because you’re here so I’ll leave it up to you to decide”

“Alright. I’ll try my best to be the adult in the room”

“And remember…”

“No candy after 8” you repeat and Wanda chuckles.

“I can’t thank you enough, seriously” she says, walking towards the door.

“Not a problem”

The boys go say goodbye to their mom, and you think it’s adorable how they hug her and each give her a kiss on the cheek.

Wanda waves goodbye and you close the door, blushing as you appreciate one last time how amazing she looks in that outfit.

“So, what do the Maximoffs do for fun around here?”

“We watch movies or play videogames”

“Oh, like what? Crash, Spyro?” you say excitedly, because you love videogames and it’s been ages since you’ve played.

“What’s a Spyro?” Billy says, confused.

“What? Dude!”

“Dude!” the twins turn to each other, speaking at the same time. Oh, no.

“Damn it” you curse and they repeat that too. You cover your mouth with your hands, afraid of letting out another word that is way worse. “Alright, don’t speak like that. Only adults can say certain words”

“But Mom doesn’t speak that way either”

“That’s because she’s a very mature person. Come on, I’ll show you the best videogame ever”

While you wait for the game to download on their console, Tommy shows you around the house, Billy close behind.

“Can we have dinner before playing?”

“Sure” you nod, going back to the kitchen where you take plates, serving pasta and juice for the twins while you settle on a can of soda.

“Your mom is the best cook, I swear” you say with your mouth full, making the kids laugh. It’s been forever since you’ve had a homemade meal.

“Do you cook?”

“God, no. My talents are limited to medicine, Billy”

“So, do you eat hospital food?” Tommy says, grossed out and you laugh.

“We have a cafeteria and the food is ok, plus I forget to eat most of the time anyway. But seriously, your mom’s food is to die for. That’s just an expression, obviously”

“She made cookies. Can we have some?”

You look at the clock, and it’s almost 8.

“Alright, one for each”

The twins cheer, eating their pasta and asking you questions, most of them innocent, until…

“Why don’t you have kids?”

You choke on your drink, the boy blissfully unaware of how awkward you feel.

“Oh, well, Tommy… being a surgeon takes a long time. You have to go to school for a lot of years and then work at a hospital. So, there’s not a lot of time left to do other stuff”

Please don’t ask me how babies are made.

Thankfully, the questions stop once you give them a cookie, and they munch on them as you set up the game.

“He’s a dragon!” Billy says, amazed at the little purple creature prancing around the screen. They laugh when Sparks eats the butterflies and you can’t help the grin that’s on your face, remembering your childhood and how you used to spend your days playing.

“Your turn” you hand the control to Tommy, showing him the basic commands. Billy leans against you, asking some questions about the game.

You hold the control on the right side so he can push the buttons on the left once it’s his turn, enjoying the way they celebrate each time they get a chest full of diamonds.

The music of the game is very soothing, and after an hour playing, they’re both struggling to keep their eyes open. One glance at the clock tells you it’s 9:30, so the timing is perfect.

“Anyone tired?”

“No” Tommy lies.

“Really? I was thinking of trying out how strong I am, carrying both of you upstairs”

That makes them giddy and before they can run away, you carry them over your shoulders. The twins kick and scream, laughing as you go up the stairs.

“I’m so strong” you say as you reach the final step, trying to hide how out of breath you are.

“Now go down the stairs!"

“Uh, pass. Brush your teeth, come on” you say.

“Can we wait for mommy to be back?” Billy says before going inside the bathroom.

“Sure thing. Change into your PJs and we’ll read a story while we wait for her”

Of course, by the time they’re tucked in and you’re reading from the book Tommy choose, both boys are struggling to stay awake.

By 9:45 you leave their room quietly, closing the door behind you and going back to the first floor.

Your body is finally catching up to the exhaustion of the day, but you clean the kitchen and scroll through your phone, reading updates for patients and a text from Carol asking about your next shift.

Just when you’re about to answer her, the front door opens. At first, Wanda makes some noise, but upon seeing the quiet in the house, she closes the door softly, removing her boots.

“Hey” you say, leaning against the wall, hands on your pockets. “Had fun?”

“Uh, sorta” Wanda makes a face and you raise an eyebrow. “It was a blind date that went horribly wrong”

“I’m sorry”

“Don’t be” she walks up to you, and you appreciate how short she is, without the heels she’s always wearing. “The restaurant was awful, he was an ass, and I am never ever letting my coworkers set me up with someone again”

You laugh at that, shrugging your shoulders.

“That sucks, especially the part about the food”

“Yeah. I’ll just grab whatever from the fridge”

“Ok. The kids are asleep. We had dinner, played some games and they wanted to wait up for you but it was almost 10. I’ll... uh, leave you to it” you get distracted by the way Wanda bites on a strawberry, your eyes going to her lips.

“Oh, yeah, of course. You must be tired” she says and your mind must be playing you tricks because she sounds disappointed.

You make a face, waiting for her to elaborate.

“Sorry, I just… would you stay while I eat? It would be nice to have pleasant company while I pretend this date never happened”

“Sure. I can definitely have more of your pasta”

This time, Wanda pulls out a bottle of red wine, and you enjoy the taste of it along with the food she made. It feels like the fanciest meal you’ve had in ages, even if it’s just at your neighbours kitchen.

“What about you?” Wanda says between bites.

“What about me?”

“Do you date?” she says with a smile, sipping from her glass.

“No, not really. It’s hard to do it with my crazy work hours. And I’m not sure I’d date another surgeon”

“Why not?”

“Some of them are batshit crazy” you say, making Wanda laugh.

“Oh, this is the first time I’ve laughed this evening”

“Happy to be of service" you raise your glass. "I’m gonna be a doctor for a second and feed my curiosity. Who else has twins in your family?”

“Me”

“What?”

You’ve met her for two years and somehow, you never knew this?

“Yeah, I have a twin brother. He lives across the country” Wanda says.

“That sounds nice. Not the living away part, but having someone to grow up with” you say, thinking about your own childhood. Wanda waits for you to look up, and you explain yourself. “I was an only child, but then my mom remarried when I was eleven. She and her husband had more children but, I don’t know, I never felt part of it”

“Was it something they did?” Wanda says with a soft voice, her hand coming closer to yours.

“Uh, no. My mom’s really nice, and I’m sure she didn’t do anything on purpose… but of course you’ll turn your focus to your youngest children, that’s how it works. I try to be around but it doesn’t feel like I belong. So I’m better at the hospital, working the days away”

“I’m sorry”

“It’s fine, really. Maybe I’ll return her calls one of these days”

“Wow, now I feel special because you answer my texts” she jokes and you nod.

“You are special, Wanda”

The woman blushes, you biting your lip at the beautiful shade of red tinting her cheeks.

In spite of yourself, the alcohol relaxes you and you let out a yawn.

“Someone’s past their bed time”

“Yeah, yeah” you rub your eyes, standing up to wash the dishes.

“Let me” Wanda says, standing between you and the sink. For a moment, you consider pulling her closer and kissing her, but it’s probably the sleep depravation, or the alcohol making you delusional.

“Thanks, Wanda” you stay close, your eyes never leaving her face.

“Thank you, for taking care of them”

“Anytime” you nod, taking a step back before you act on your feelings.

“Text me when you’re home?” Wanda asks and you laugh.

“I live across the street”

“Yeah, but you had wine and you’re tired, one never knows in these cases”

“Fine” you linger on the threshold of the door, smiling as she looks at you. “Night, Wanda”

You wait until you’re home to pull out your phone, smiling as you type.

Y/N: Just got home. Traffic was horrible!

Wanda: Very funny.

Y/N: :)

Wanda: Night, Y/N

[giyuuswifey]

Forced Love

pairings; giyuu tomioka x fem!reader

warnings; arranged marriage, modern AU,smut .

summary; you grew up with no one , just a maid . But one day you woke up to your parents , sitting at the dining table you questioned them why they were there , your mother said you were getting married to a random man they picked and they said to pack your things since you were going with the man , you didn't argue , you packed your things , little did you know you were getting married to the most handsome man you've ever seen.

You grew up with no one in your life ,despite your wealth all you wanted was your parents to be thee with you .

you were now 20 years old , in college , but you didn't get the chance to finish college either since one day , you woke up to see your parents in the dining area , yo asked them " mother , father , what are you doing here ?" , your parents gave you a stern look , when your mother spoke " honey, im sorry but we have arranged a marriage for you , you need to pack your bags now " , you looked at them , thinking that you didn't even wanted to go to college anymore anyways , you went to your room , packing your belongings when your mother entered " honey , i didn't get the chance to tell you but , its kind of a chain , my mother was also forced to marry my father and same with me , i told your father i didn't want you to get married to someone you dont love but i guess your father wanted the best for you " she sat beside you , you gave her a weak smile , she spoke once more , " and hes handsome too " while nudging your elbow , you were excited too , to finally be free from the prison you were in .

Your father knocked on your door , you opened the door to hear him saying " hes down stairs , hes waiting for you " you mother carried your bags for you and when you saw the man , you were love struck , your mother spoke " honey, shake his hand " , you obeyed your mother , when you touched his hand , you felt fireworks going off in your heart , you snapped out of your trance when you heard the girl beside hi speak " hi, im tsutako tomioka and this is my brother , giyuu tomioka !" she said sweetly ,you finally spoke " oh i'm y/n s/n " as you shook her hand " i cant believe my brothers wife is so cute !" as she pinched your cheek softly , you smiled not knowing what to say back,your mother handed you your bags and bid farewells to you as your father hugged you and told you to stay safe , you were shocked to see two black cars , as tsutako waved to the both of you goodbye and got in her car , giyuu being the gentleman he was , opened the car door for you , you got in and put your bags to the side of your seat.

When you reached his house , you were shocked to see a three story mansion , he opened the car door for you , he lead you to the door and knocked , the door opened and his maid greeted you " lady tomioka , nice to see you ! im miyuka your maid " she bowed down as a gesture of respect , you were shocked and spoke " call me y/n, miyuka san " you said with a soft expression on your face , she nodded with a smile on her face , and offered to carry your bags , as you entered the place you called 'home' now , as you expected it smelled like giyuu`s cologne , giyuu being giyuu lead you to a house tour , you were shocked to see so many rooms that no one slept in or used , but of all rooms giyuu had an office beside the room you would sleep , and of course he had to sleep beside you since you two were 'married', he excused himself after the quick tour , he exited the roo and heard him enter his office , you started unpacking your belongings and put it where it seemed to be .

An hour passed and you were finally done unpacking your stuff when you heard the door open you turned to look and saw giyuu looking at you , you brushed off the feeling that he was staring at you and went back to where you could put you bags when giyuu spoke "you can put you bags in that drawer under the closet " , you nodded and smiled at him , you knelt down to put the bag where it needs to be when giyuu sat in the bed looking on his phone , when you finished , you also decide to go on your he turned around with a muffled pone when he 'accidentally' hit your left breast with his elbow , you blushed so hard that your face seemed to look like a tomato , he turned around with a muffled "sorry.." due to the fact that he had covered his mouth with his hand and the tip of his ears bright red .

A few minutes passed by when , the both of you heard a knock on the door , you got up and opened the door , you saw miyuka , she said " time for lunch , y/n-san !'" sweetly , giyuu overheard what she said got up and went down stairs with you , he sat beside you at the dining area , as you ate yo cant help but steal glances at giyuu , he looked so cute while eating . You finally finished eating and excused yourself to take a bath , you walked into your room and found your towel and robe , you closed the door of the bathroom once you got in , you undressed and got in the bath tub , you felt relaxed and calm until the door opened , you you covered yourself with your desperate hands , giyuu on the other hand closed his eyes and said " sorry, didn't mean to " while blushing 50 shades of pink and red .

As the time passed you finally got out of the bath tub , and wore your robe , once you opened the door giyuu greeted you " sorry about the thing earlier and we have somewhere to attend i bought a dress that hopefully would fit you , i dont know your size " you smiled at him and thanked him , you changed into your dress . once you got out of the bathroom you saw giyuu struggling to tie his tie , you approached him , and took his tie , he was shocked that you did it with no intention and just tied it for him .

You got in the car as you pulled out your phone , you scrolled on a random app . You didn't notice how time passed when giyuu spoke "we're here now " you put your phone in your purse , you were about to open the door when giyuu opened it for you , you thought as you walked to the palace-like building you were going to enter 'ugh what a gentleman , opening doors for me ? ' ,you were greeted by a man that looks like the same age as giyuu with pink-ish hair and said "giyuu,man have we not seen each other for a long time ! And is this your wife ? Shes real pretty!" You smiled at the man as he spoke once again "come in ! And madam let me introduce myself to you ! My name is sabito your husband's best friend! Sit here and get comfortable " as he pointed to a couch ,you sat beside giyuu and looked over to see various men in suits just like giyuu , you tapped giyuus shoulder ,he spoke "hmmm ?" As you asked "are those your co workers?They seem to be walking to our direction " he nodded and stood up and shook hands with a man that seemed to be his boss ,giyuu looked at you and told you to shake hands with his boss ,when you finished you sat down again ,not knowing what to do.

Hours passed and someone ran to you, it was your childhood bff ,nezuko kamado, you were so happy ,she spoke "you seem so depressed with that 'husband' of yours " you just nodded as nezuko dragged you to the bar ,she gave you a bottle of sake and told you to open it ,you were confused and opened it ,she took it from you and poured you a shot ,you took and you actually got giyuu to take a few shots as well, as time passed the three of you got drunk, giyuu excused himself to his co workers and boss that the both of you will be going home .

He ordered an uber home ,when you finally arrived to your shared home ,giyuu was holding your waist while he knocked, miyuka opened the door and wasnt even shocked ,she let you in ,you and giyuu stumbled your way to the bedroom and plopped down to the bed ,giyuu being clumsy landed on top of you ,pulling you in for a kiss .

He deepened the kiss with his tongue as you wrapped your arms around his neck ,he pulled away ,gasping for air .

He pushed you down to the bed and pulled down his pants and boxers, he slid down your panties and pushed the tip of his cock in ,he slowly pumped his dick in and out of you ,as you moan he thusts in harder.

•{Two hours later~}•

He collapsed beside you on the bed,he wrapped an arm around your waist and pulled you close,he softly kissed your cheek and drifted off to sleep.

∆•°∆Thank you for reading!you can like or reblog to help your favorite writer~∆��°∆

(note:This took me 2 months because my phone was acting up and I bought a new one °v°,and of course,it was hard to set up the new phone🥲)

[onequeerhuman]

Parents weekend surprise~

Short os larissa weems x fem!7’9”!outcast!reader

Warnings- fluff, mentions of stress and anxiety, mentions and light beginning to smut (i think thats everything- lmk if i missed something!)

. . .

“My love?”

Larissa called to you leaning in from the doorway to your bedroom,

“Finished packing yet?” She asked giddy, walking towards her beautiful girlfriend- no, fiancée. wrapping her arms around your waist and pulling you close.

Laughing lightly you responded,

“Almost, you all ready to go gorgeous?” You leaned down pecking her lips quickly as larissa quickly nodded her head, tucking herself into your side, before folding and placing the last item in the suitcase, zipping it up and placing it on the floor.

“There. All done.” You sighed, turning around to smile at your fiancée timidly,

“Are you sure they’re going to like me, are you sure you’re ready for this??!” You asked, nervous.

“Of course! Who wouldn’t love you my darling care-bear, and i’m certain i’m ready, i think the real question is are you? If not you don’t have to come, we can plan another time okay? I don’t want you to stress over this, thats for me to do alright?” Larissa said pulling you into a tight albeit sideways hug.

“Alright,” you sighed, “as long as you’re sure, i’m sure. Let’s do this.” You state confidently this time, kissing all over your beautiful rissie’s face. Giggling, larissa pulled you into a proper kiss, holding you close for just a moment extra, it couldn’t hurt.

“Let’s go?” She said as she pulled away. Something about this woman of hers always made her feel like a giddy teenager all over again.

“Yeah, let’s go.” You sighed into Rissa’s shoulder, pulling away fully to pick up your bag and carry it to the car.

T.S~

Pulling up to the school Rissa puts the car into park, turning to face you and giving you a reassuring smile, squeezing your thigh.

“It’s going to go great my love, they’ll have to like you, I’ll order it as their principal if i have to! - though i’m sure I won’t, your so amazing it would take effort Not to like you.” She said kissing your cheek and getting out of the vehicle. Smiling, you step out of the car too, making your way around the back to grab your suitcase to take up to larissa’s quarters for the weekend.

Considering it was noon on the Friday all the parent were set to arrive for the weekend, everyone, staff and students a like were in the quad eating lunch or just hanging about, preparing themselves for when their families would get here, so no one was around to see the arrival of their principal and her fiancée. You felt lucky at that, this way you and riss could make a proper introduction when the time was right.

Heaving the light bag over your shoulder and starting your walk up the stairs and into the building to larissa’s quarters, you trailed slowly behind your fiancée, taking in the scene around you. It’s not like you’d never been here before, you’d usually come to visit over holidays, breaks and the occasional weekend where riss couldn’t make it to your shared home in the forest, but the beauty and care put into the buildings always amazed you.

Turning around to see you still staring at the upper walls near the entrance, larissa laughed, walking back to you,

“Come on, dearest. Walk with me to our rooms, we can wander after alright? I want you to put that bag down as soon as possible so we can spend some quality time together before the families arrive and i cant keep you all to myself any longer.” She said mischievously, whispering the last part in your ear, nipping your lobe for good measure before walking off ahead of you.

“Oh-ho-ho, no you dont! You tease!” You said, rushing to catch up to the woman and picking her up from behind, holding her bridal style. You both break out laughing as she wraps her arms around your neck, pulling you in for a kiss.

“I love you.” She says against you lips.

“Love you too, beautiful. Let’s get to that room now, shall we?” You say smirking against her lips, starting to run up the stairs. Carrying your future wife in your arms, she teases you

“Oh, too impatient i see? Can’t even wait for me to walk, you little minx.” She says smiling, peppering kisses all along your face and jaw.

“Mmnph- nooo, your just too slow, and i’d like to have my way with you as soon as possible.” You say, sighing out your nose at her antics.

“And you know, i’m going to have to re-do my makeup with all the red lipstick splotches that are sure to be all over mg face now. Thanks a lot lovey!” You say, sarcasm clear in your tone, turning down the hall, almost to the door of her office that leads into her personal chambers.

Planting one last kiss on your lips as you come to a stop at the door, she hops out of your arms to open the door into her office. You walk in right after her, dropping the suitcase on the floor and turning to close and lock the door behind you immediately.

“Oh, not even making it to the bedroom first, i see.” She says smirking, stalking back towards you. Your pupils blown, you pick her up as she jumps into your arms, wrapping her legs around your middle.

“No, we’re not.” You say smirking heatedly before turning again to push her against the wall.

“Oh, well- mmmph” she never got to finish that sentence as you pulled her into a bruising kiss, placing an arm on the wall above her head to support you both in this position.

“Stop talking, let me worship you.” You whisper lust-filled into her ear, biting her sensitive spot right below it before pushing yourself forward to meet her parted lips.

[skelliko]

If requests are open, may I make a request for kazutora, chifuyu and baji playing UNO with their s/o and they keep getting spammed with draw +6 cards and +10 cards by s/o who is a UNO master. Who is the most competitive out of the three?

(Also the one im reffering to is UNO: show 'em no mercy. The one where it Includes: 168 x Cards including Wild Draw 6, Wild Draw 10, Skip Everyone, Discard All & Wild Colour Roulette Card).

ask and you shall receive :) I swear the hardest part about writing these is making sure that each one gets roughly the same amount of points, sometimes not even the amount, it's just making sure their all on the same page too and half the time I cant think.

★-Tokyo revengers

- playing Uno with them, show no mercy

๑-featuring: kazutora, chifuyu, Baji

°- kazutora hanemiya

• he was confident at the beginning saying how "this game will be easy" "I'd win for sure" not knowing that uno seems to always have your luck stored at the perfect amount

• he'd try to cheat by taking a quick glimpse of your cards, that's why sometimes he takes too long to draw his cards cause he's taking his time in finding a good moment when you're not looking

• half way through he'd become salty, reallyyyy salty to the point whenever you'd place down any sort of card that gives you a high advantage and kazutora a disadvantage he'd give you a look of displeasure for a good 3 seconds

• he'd curse a few times and make little comments but nothing too major, if anything it'd be under his breath quietly (unlike Baji)

• however he'd be passive aggressive "hope you fall down the stairs next time in public and I'm there to witness it, I won't catch you I'd just watch" with a straight face and almost zero emotion in his voice (he fully well doesn't mean it) but his bluntness was just a facade cause after he saw your reaction he couldn't help but crack a smile and laugh a little

• whenever he'd place down a pick up card of his he'd hold a proud smile and look at you as if he's accomplished something great but his smile would immediately fall the second you place down a +10 "WHAT!?" his sole shattered

• he wins occasionally but knowing that you're a lot better at the game than he is even though it all revolves around luck with the cards and how you use them, that doesn't bring his ego up at all, sometimes he thinks you went easy on him and that'd be when the rounds are longer

• when it came to the card 'discard all' he'd be in disbelief of the power that card holds, all of the same coloured card that you once held were down down in the pile. kazutora couldn't tell which cards he hates more, that one or the +6 / +10

• sometimes you both end up bickering but in a humorous kind of way, going back and forth in-between laughter about who's right about the rules and who's wrong to the point where the only way for you to carry on the game was to make up rules (truthfully who goes by the actual rules?)

• in that time despite him being salty he didn't care all that much about who wins, but as time went on his mind changed and in the middle of taking a little break of playing he tried to understand all the cards and how to play smart even with you sitting in the same room

• at the end of it knowing that he wouldn't be able to win he randomly and calmly got close to you dropping his cards down without wanting to finish the game, he'd then playfully tackle you down with a smile "I give up"

°- chifuyu matsuno

• he can be quite competitive to a certain extent but majority of the times he's having fun

• he'd stare at you as you're placing cards down one after another almost in disbelief and confusion "where the fuck do you keep getting those cards from?!" in that very moment as he shamefully picked up a card from the side deck, he knew he wouldn't be able to win

• he HATES getting the colour switch up cause he never happens to have the right colour and he'd have to pick up more cards than needed, he'd pick up one and it wont be the right colour still, picks up another- nope. his luck with the colours is nonexistent and he gets frustrated with that quite easily and honestly it can get funny with his comments

• "WHERE'S THE RED CARDS!?"

• "I swear to god if I don't get a green card I will jump out that window" he'd make little sarcastic jokes

• because of that he always shuffles the cards twice the amount of time than needed to make sure that all the cards and colours are evened out but even with that he sometimes has to draw 4 cards just to get the one he needs - cause of that he loves the 'discard all' card when he has it in his possession

• he wouldn't help but smile when he thinks he gets good cards and when you'd ask about it he'd go "nothinnggg" all smugly and holding his smile proudly, but of course his pride would be shattered from your card

• hes the type of person to yell out "Uno" loudly and all happily too

• he would take any opportunity to place down his good cards but the second he places them down he regrets it cause he acted rationality and that always benefited you instead of him

• "I don't know how you do it, but I've never met anyone who's as good at uno as you"

• once he had his final loss he'd roll his head back and sigh out a little annoyed, but then he'd smile at you and fling a card at you which then created a little playful card fight making the floor to be scattered with uno cards

°- Baji Keisuke

• at first he didn't seem all that interested, but as the game went on Baji would be the most competitive and determined to win

• definitely would try to cheat, either by taking a glimpse of your cards or try to place a random card of his down when you're not looking

• he'd be swearing and cussing you out for sure but also try to humor it, "oh fuck off with that" "you think your so funny? I will eat those cards and you'll never see them again" "you mother fucker"

• when you'd place down a pick up card of the same colour twice or more Baji would make up new rules, "that's not allowed" "no you can't do that" just so he could buy time and hopefully have a glimpse at your cards even if it means to bicker for a good minute

• after a few slow rounds in the beginning the matches would begin to end more quickly due to the determination of winning, card after card would be placed down as the game would be engraved in both of your minds

• you both would carry on playing over and over until there's a clear winner, sometimes you'd win and so would he but Baji would never give up at all, though in the end you happened to have the most wins and Baji would be a little salty about that for the rest of the day

• in his mind the next time you both play uno he's gonna hide away majority of the pick up cards that way he'd have a higher chance of winning (cheater)

• he'd be a sore loser like a child "no you're not getting a kiss" but in the end you always happen to get more than one

• throughout any given time of the day he would challenge you to a game of Uno, he'd place the deck of cards Infront of you without a word and almost expect you to play, all because he wants to beat your win-streak

• "I'm beating your win-streak whether you like it or not"

 ♡---

[st6rrrs]

DARK MOON | RAFE

CAMERON X TOPPER THORTON

please enjoy!! do not copy, steal, or use any of my work :))

Summary: y/n’s on an overnight school trip and she is forced to be partnered up with rafe Cameron and topper thorton Sarah’s brother and her boyfriend. The trip is not at all what she expects when rafe and topper decides to plan something.

Warnings: NON-CON,violence, dub-con, smut, breeding kink kind of, cursing, 18+... please let me know if I missed any.

MINORS DNI!!!

Characters: Rafe Cameron x Topper Thorton x Reader

A/N: this is my first ever time writing smut especially NON-CON so please be patient and thanks for reading 🙏

You roll you’re eyes as you walk behind rafe and topper to the hotel room carrying three heavy bags which rafe nor topper helped you with. they were whispering and laughing while you were trying not to fall over. you couldn’t just take the elevator because it was “out of order” so you guys were forced to walk up the stairs to the fourth floor.

“I would fuck her so hard man” topper says to rafe while laughing, you roll you’re eyes again, why the fuck did Mr. Steven’s have to assign you with two hormonal teenage boys.

“True that” they laugh as we make it into the hotel room, You shake you’re head , huff, and throw you’re stuff down on the bed. Pulling your phone out checking the time 8:47pm , when you realized that there was only two beds. You hoped that the two boys would sleep in the same bed as each other.

“Bro there’s only two beds” rafe mentions to topper. “ well there’s no fucking way I’m sleeping in the same bed as you” topper said while looking at you.

“Yo y/n” you turn around to look at both rafe and topper stand side by side “what?” “Which one of us would you rather sleep with?” Topper says “excuse me?” “Like sleep, like take a nap with” topper laughs looking at rafe “unless you would rather do the other thing too”. Rafe tries holding in his laugh but fails terribly.

“Uhm no and I don’t know” “why cant you guys just share the bed together?”

“Why cant you just pick one of us?” Rafe says getting frustrated. You sigh “ugh fine rafe i guess” you say as you turn back around to get your night clothes out.

“Why rafe?” Topper ask “cause it would be weird to share a bed with your friends boyfriend” you say as you’re still picking out you’re clothes. “but you’ll sleep with her brother?” Your starting to get angry why the fuck are they pestering you about why you picked who you picked topper should be happy you didn’t pick him.

“Listen you guys told me to pick someone and I picked someone now leave me the fuck alone” you says as you gather ur clothes and walk towards the bathroom walking in and locking it behind you

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Rafes pov

As y/n walks to the bathroom you couldn’t help yourself but look her up and down you weren’t gonna lie she was hot. You turned to topper almost immediately.

“Bro that’s what I need to get my hands on” rafe says to topper

“Who y/n?”

“Fuck yeah didn’t you just see her she is fine as shit” “ I needa fuck that” topper looked at you like you were crazy at first but then started thinking about it,

“I mean yea you could say that”

“Listen top I gotta plan and you’re gonna like it since Sarah ain’t putting out”.

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Y/n’s pov

As you finished putting you’re shorts that barely covered you’re ass and you’re crop top you heard them mumbling about something out there but you didn’t really care so you just ignored it. You were honestly exhausted from today all the walking and talking you had to do, you just wanted to go to sleep and never wake up

As you walk out the bathroom rafe and topper are already in bed they both immediately look at you as you walk over to rafe getting in the bed climbing over him to get to the other side of the bed as you get under the covers you feel one of rafes hands on your thighs squeezing it hard probably bruising it.

“Oww rafe what the fuck is wrong with you”

“Shut the fuck up y/n” rafe basically yells at you gesturing topper over here. You try to get up but rafe climbs on top of you pinning you’re shoulders down onto the bed beneath you looking at you with hunger while you look up at him with fear and confusion, topper walks over with the same looking eyes as rafe.

That’s when you felt something poke you between your legs rubbing against you’re cunt it felt good but you didn’t want you. You tried pushing him off but he was far stronger than you

“Listen y/n this is either gonna go one way or another” “ you’re not gonna fight us I really don’t wanna hurt you’re pretty little face” some tears fell out you’re eyes as you looked at rafe then topper. You smacked rafe on his cheek he looks back down on to you and grabs you’re throat choking you while taking you’re shorts off then throwing them across the room

“god she’s so pretty when she cries isn’t she top?”

“Gorgeous”

“Top get your ass over here stop standing there looking retarted” “help me get her shirt off”

Topper rushes over and pulles you’re shirt off while rafe pulles your underwear down sticking two fingers in you’re cunt going in and out repeatedly, you couldn’t help but whimper at the feeling.

“You’re wet for someone who doesn’t want it” rafe smirks.

“please- please-“ i sob begging him to stop, my body convulsing, eyes rolling in the back of my head

Topper laughs while throwing my bra across the room and starts sucking on my hard nipples I moan loudly making rafe laugh.

Rafe pulls his fingers out and pulls down his shorts and underwear

“Rafe… no stop please” he moves his tip through my folds then Lining his tip with my entrance

“Topper stop” you push him but he’s not moving rafe grabs your throat then pushing into you thrusting in and out slow at first but starting to speed up.

Topper pulls down his shorts and underwear and shoves his dick in you’re throat making you gag repeatedly

“Fuck y/n ,you’re so tight” rafe groaned, tears coming out you’re eyes as you’re still gagging on toppers cock.

Rafe notices you start to zone out so he grabs you’re jaw

“Look at topper well you’re choking on his dick”

You do what he says cause you’re to scared to see what happens when you don’t listen.

“Good girl. Keep them teeth back." Topper fills your mouth, unable to breathe as he fucks your throat hard, You gag, trying to keep your teeth back as he takes what he wants. You're getting dizzy. Droll drips down your chin. Topper is stretching out your mouth and Rafe pinches your nose shut.

Why were you enjoying this? You hated them. But you'd always secretly fantasized about being used. You just didn't plan on it being Rafe and Topper.

Topper finally pulls out of your mouth and lets rafe finish as he walks to the bathroom turning on the shower and closing the door.

Rafe grunts, slamming into you at a rate that will leave you sore for days. You cum with a scream, your nails biting into rafe’s shoulders as an ungodly amount of liquid gushes from you. You hear a laugh and a curse, your body going limp as you drop your head back down onto the pillow.

“You fucking squirted all over me.” You barely register rafe’s words as he slams in hard one last time, panting as he releases inside you. he pulls out and places a gentle kiss on my chest.

Rafe wipes the sweat from his brows and puts his pants back on, he walks over to the table and pours himself another glass of whiskey that he brought in his luggage.

Rafe sits across from my numb body and watch me recover

you’re such a good girl” Rafe praises “you’re never getting rid of me”.

[elliespeach]

no chances epilogue | ellie williams

pairing: ellie williams x afab reader synopsis: ellie and you have been dating now for six months, and she's surprising you for your six month anniversary with something she knows both of you will love. warnings: cute lovey dovey relationship shit. chronically single ppl beware. (me) author note: i am so bad with fluff i TRIED but thats a wrap on no chances!! thank you all for loving this series as much as i do, i cant put it into words how much i love u guys <333

six months later 

“els, i told you i don’t like surprises,” you spoke, hanging onto your girlfriends arm for dear life while she walked you to wherever she had planned. the bandana over your eyes was tied loosely, and from the bottom of them you could see you were walking on concrete.

“yeah, well, you didn’t like me at first either.” ellie chuckled beside you, slowly guiding you to the left.

“you can't keep using that as your argument for everything,” you said with a hint of fake annoyance in your voice. 

ellie clicked her tongue at the top of her mouth, “i can and i will,” she stopped, leading you to stop as well, “stairs, be careful–” you watched your feet out of the bottom of the bandana and carefully walked up the few steps. 

“i wouldn’t have to if you just let me see,” you remarked as ellie let go of your arm briefly and you heard the sound of a door opening before her hand was placed on your back and she carried on leading you to her surprise. 

“soon, baby, were almost there.” she cooed beside you. the floor beneath you looked familiar but you couldn’t place it just yet.

“you said that like thirty minutes ago,” 

“my god, would you just shut up and let me surprise you?” 

“fine,” another door opened, although it didn’t sound like a regular door and when ellie ushered you inside the floor was that of a gymnasium floor. “els, where are w–” 

“wait, stay there, don’t look yet,” ellie’s hand on your back vanished and you could hear her jogging away, her feet screeching on the floor as she did. there were a few more seconds of silence and then she spoke again, this time her voice echoed, “okay, you can take it off.” 

you could practically see her dumb smile before you even took off the bandana. but you didn’t waste time before ripping it off and your eyes took a second to adjust to the light after being blinded for over an hour. when your vision cleared you saw ellie standing next to a volleyball net. 

you looked around and it was the same gymnasium from your games last year and before you could ask why she brought you here, you turned your attention back to her and saw she had set up a small picnic blanket. there was food and drinks splayed across it, along with a perfectly white volleyball. 

“surpriseee,” she dragged out, obviously proud of herself. 

“how did you–” 

“don’t worry about how,” she assured you. she didn’t want you to know the lengths it took for the community center to let her have the whole gym to herself, it took a lot of convincing and put a large dent in her bank account, but it was worth it for her. “cmon, come sit.” 

you walked up to her first, giving her a kiss before sitting down on the blanket. ellie sat in front of you, and began to nibble on the strawberries she had laid out. “this is incredible els, thank you. but why the ball?” you asked, picking it up and bouncing it in your hands. 

ellie lifted a strawberry from the pack and held it out for you and when you went to reach for it she snaked it back, shaking her head. she then held it out for you again, this time much closer and you giggled as she fed it to you. “figured that after we eat, we could do a one on one. y’know, see who the best libero actually is.” 

you swallowed the strawberry, “i’m your girlfriend now you are legally required to tell me i’m better,” 

“not how it works, babe.” 

“alright, williams, you’re on.” 

you two were only meant to be in the gymnasium for an hour, maybe two tops. but once you had stopped eating and started to play, the hours ticked by like they were nothing. both of you sweaty messes on either side of the court, sending the ball flying with each hit. you’d think with how loving ellie was as a girlfriend that she would let you win, but that was the furthest thing from what was happening. 

she would send you diving for the ball on all ends of your court, laughing as she did. you didn’t go easy on her either, in fact you were putting all your effort in to make her run from one side to another as well and everytime the ball hit the floor on her side you’d cheer for yourself. anytime you thought she was going to give up and accept defeat she would say, “one more serve, i got distracted,” or “c’mon that was totally out of bounds, i want a do over–” 

it was only when the janitors knocked on the gym doors that you two stopped. it had been hours since you had arrived and you both realized the community center was closing, “what was the score? twenty two to sixteen?” you gloated as you left the gym, holding the door for ellie while she carried the blanket out with her. 

“yeah, because we got interrupted,” ellie’s eyes rolled, this time she held the exit door open for you and you both stepped out into the chilly night air. 

“mhm, sure,” you turned back to her as the door shut behind her. she shifted the blanket to her opposite arm as she walked up beside you, planting a delicate kiss on your cheek. you turned your head when she retracted and pulled her face into a real kiss. “that was perfect, thank you.” 

“anything for you,” she smiled at you before you started to go down the steps and she spoke as she tried to catch up with you, “but we’re coming back, i want a do over!” 

[kentosbabes]

Hi! I miss your Eren! I MISS YOUR ERENNN🥺 gimme some serotonin please!🫶🏻

Eren who isn't affectionate when he first meets you, but once your relationship begins to progress he's all over you. Cuddles are a must with him wrapping himself around you while you play with his hair. Often you find yourselves laying in a comfortable silence while he traces circles on your thighs and your hands tangle in his hair.

Eren who finds his hands are always touching your thighs. Anytime your sat next to each other his hand is placed protectively on your thigh lightly squeezing whenever he wants your attention. Even when your simply laying in bed his hands are tracing up and down your thighs helping you fall asleep.

Eren who gives you piggybacks on the way home when you wear heels. As soon as he sees them once you leave he knows his destiny. Throughout the night your arms are linked to ensure you can stay balanced and he's helping you up and down stairs. As much as he says he hates it, he secretly loves how you wrap yourself around him as he carries you home.

Eren who messages you late at night asking if you are up for a drive, and before you've even replied you hear the sound of his car pulling up outside. Eren gets out and opens the door for you when he sees you walking up to his car in a cute set of pajamas. He often takes you to his favourite spot by the beach so that you can watch the sunset together.

Eren who makes sure his phone is on 'do not disturb' anytime he's with you. Although he's very much addicted to his phone, he doesn't pay any attention to it when he's with you. However, when you're not around, he ensures his phones are not on dnd so that he knows exactly when you message him. when you don't message him for a while, he checks his phone every minute until you do.

Eren who always asks 'do you want anything' when he goes to the store and you always reply 'no' but he cant help himself when he sees your favorite chocolate bar. The one chocolate bar quickly turns into three and then a bag of chips and your favorite ice cream. And then as he's about to pay he sees your favorite flowers so how could he just walk past them?

Eren who kisses you like you're a piece of glass. His lips press so softly against yours, so innocently. But he can't hold out for long and before you both know it, he's picking you up and having you straddle his lap while gripping your ass and pulling on your hair.

[adh-james-version]

Reposting this from my one shot book on wattpad 😛

James POV

Sirius and I were hanging in my room while my mum and dad were out somewhere when we heard the doorbell ring. It was late so we were both confused about who could be at the door. "I'll get it." I walked up to the door and as I opened it my face dropped in shock. 

At the door I saw Regulus, my boyfriend. Normally I would've been overjoyed to see him but right now I couldn't believe what I was seeing. With a black eye, a bloody nose, and just bruises and blood on every part of his skin that I could see, this was giving me deja-vu from when his brother showed up on my porch in a very similar condition. There was a bag next to him and tears streaming down his face, "James, my mother- she- ", that's all he could get out before he broke down completely. 

I rushed to pick him up and carry him and the bag to the couch. "Holy shit- Sirius!" I yelled. "What's wro- Oh my fucking god. I've never hated that bitch more than I do now. ", He said running down the stairs obviously talking about his mother.. "Quick grab me the...", I named 3 potions I knew that my mum used when Sirius and I got hurt (which was often because of the amount of dumb shit we did on the daily). 

"Okay", he said and sprinted off to get them. "I'll be right back," Reggie gave some semblance of a nod and I ran to the kitchen to wet some towels with some warm water to clean Reggie's face and some cups for the potions. When I got back Sirius was already there putting the potions on the table, trying to calm Regulus down.

"Alright Reg deep breaths for me okay. In. Out. In. Out.", He demonstrated while I organized the potions on the table and poured them into the cups. Once Sirius had succeeded in calming Regulus down I gave him the potions,"Here Reggie, drink these," he drank them all quickly. As Sirius gave him some space, I could see his face sag with relief as the potions washed away the pain. 

I grabbed one of the towels I wet and keeled in front of him and started cleaning off his face. I felt his body relax and saw him close his eyes as I gently grabbed his face. I cleaned up the tear tracks and blood, making sure to be careful around the bruised area of his face.

"Feeling better love?", I whispered once his face was as clean as I could get it with water. He opened his eyes and managed a small, soft smile and whispered back, "Yeah, a little." I smiled softly and leaned up a pressed soft kiss to his lips,"Good". His face went slightly pink.

"WAIT A DAMN MINUTE", Sirius said loudly (and dramatically) but not quite yelling.

We had both forgotten that he was there. "YOU GUYS ARE LUCKY I JUST HAD A DEMONSTRATION OF HOW GOOD YOU ARE FOR REGGIE BECAUSE IF I HADN'T- YOU WOULD BE DEAD", he said pointing at me, "AND YOU-", he said pointing at Reg, "YOU WOULD NEVER HEAR THE END OF HOW HORRIBLE I THINK YOUR TASTE IS"

"Oi!", I said bursting into laughter at Sirius' dramatics. He even coaxed a laugh out of Regulus. "YOU KNOW WHAT! I CANT TAKE IT! SUCH BETRAYAL! IM GOING TO BED!", He made a show out off walking to and up the stairs.

I stood up and sat next to Reggie pulling him into my lap so that he was facing me. I wrapped my hands around his waist. "You wanna talk about it?", Reg shook his head before burying his face into the crook of my neck and tightening his arms around it. "Wanna go to bed?" I felt him nod so I stood up still holding him and carried him up the stairs with me to my room.

I set him down on my bed and gave him a pair of  old sweats that would actually sorta fit him and one of my hoodies. (It was so big it went over his hands.) He climbed into my bed and I got in after him, he wrapped his arms around my torso curling into me. I wrapped my arms around him and put my head on top of his. "Goodnight Reggie" "Goodnight Jamie"

Before I went to sleep, I swore I would protect Regulus from anyone else for the rest of my life, even if it was his so-called "family".

[imaginingaustin]

in sickness and in health

summary: when you have a bout of food poisoning, austin switches into caretaker mode and is there for you in every way he knows how to be.

requested by anonymous.

"baby? are you ready to go?" austin called from the living room.

"just about!" you called back. you spritzed on some perfume and slid into your shoes before hopping down the stairs. "let's go, im starved." austin nodded in agreement and the two of you walked out to the car to head to dinner. you were immediately taken to a table, placed your drink and appetizer orders, and perused the menu. this was a restaurant you and austin frequented, and both had discovered your favorite dishes. however, you were feeling spontaneous tonight, and decided to order something new.

you'd discover later that this was not going to end well for you.

once you got home that night, your stomach was pretty upset. you shrugged it off, assuming it was just because you ate too much or too fast or something. you made sure to drink plenty of water, to get ahead of any potential dehydration.

"you okay?" austin asked as you moped to bed.

"my stomach really hurts." you sighed as you laid down. "i don't know if i ate too much, or if i ate something bad, or what. but i am hurting."

"im sorry, hon." austin said softly, placing his palm on your stomach. the warmth of his hand quickly began soothing your pain. 

"it's okay. i'm just gonna try to sleep it off." you sighed. you placed your hand on austin's cheek, running your thumb across it. "i love you." you said softly.

"i love you too." he said with a smile. he leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to your lips before lying next to you. his arms remained wrapped around your waist, his thumb mindlessly rubbing your hip, as the two of you began to drift to sleep.

a few hours passed and you were suddenly jolted awake. your stomach was in knots, and it felt like your intestines were being twisted and pulled in every direction. you tried to get out of bed, but as soon as you tried to stand, the pain in your stomach worsened, and quickly became debilitating.

you tried to brace yourself against your night stand, but your palms were so sweaty that they slipped off the edge. you caught yourself before you fell, and pushed through the pain. you stumbled to the bathroom, bracing yourself against the stomach for what you knew was to come. you threw up what felt like every ounce of food and liquid you had in your stomach. 

once you finished, you cleaned your face and rifled through the medicine cabinet for something you could take. you found some pepto bismol tablets, and popped a few. finally letting yourself fall to the floor, you sat against the wall of the tub. the side was cool, and felt good on your back, as you now realized you’d broken a sweat in your episode.

you sat on the floor holding your stomach as the pain waxed and waned. every time you tried to get up to move, the pain would come back. you’d finally accepted that you were too weak to go back to bed, and laid down on the bath mat.

a few minutes passed, which to you felt like days, when you heard the bathroom door open.

“y/n? are you okay?” austin asked, flustered as he rushed to your side. his voice was raspy from sleep, and you mentally kicked yourself knowing that you’d woken him up.

“i cant move.” you said, out of breath. 

“is it your stomach still?” austin asked, and it took all you had in you to just nod. “alright, c’mon.” he said, placing his hands underneath you. you groaned as he rolled you onto your back, and slid his hands under you to pick you up. he moved carefully as he carried you back to bed. laying you down gently and rubbing your stomach to try and help alleviate the pain. “what can i get you?” he asked.

“nothing, right now. i just took some pepto, and am okay for now. i just hurt really bad.” you said, gritting your teeth as another wave of pain coursed through you. you felt austin move from your side and heard as he went back into the bathroom and then down to the kitchen. 

“fresh water and some ibuprofen. sit up so you can take them.” he said softly, yet sternly. he helped you sit up and you took the medicine, slowly starting to feel relief. 

“thank you.” you said quietly before downing the rest of your water. austin sat up with you, making himself readily available for anything you may have needed, until you finally felt yourself fall asleep.

the next morning, you woke up to the sun beaming through your bedroom window. you picked up your head, which felt like it weighed about a thousand pounds, and found the bed empty next to you. you rolled over to your nightstand to find a glass of water and a couple of tablets next to it. you checked your phone and found a text from austin, confirming that he left the pills and refilled your water glass before leaving to the store. you took the medicine, and text him back, letting him know you were awake and thanking him for the medicine.

you forced yourself out of bed and into the shower, sitting under the water as you let it massage your muscles. your back was sore from heaving the night before, so the warmth felt relaxing against it. 

you spent what felt like an hour in the shower, just letting the water wash over you. after what was probably almost 45 minutes, you figured it was time to get out. you moved around the bathroom slowly as you got dressed, feeling better in clean pajamas. you were brushing your hair when you heard austin come into the bedroom, quickly finding you at the counter.

“hey baby. are you feeling any better?” he asked softly.

“a little bit. im super sore from all the throwing up i did, but the dizziness has subsided.” you said, turning to face him. you wrapped your arms around his waist and he smiled down at you before pressing a kiss to your forehead.

“are you feeling up to eat?” he asked, placing his hands on your cheeks, rubbing his thumbs across them.

“i know that i need to, but just the thought of food is making me nauseous again.” you sighed.

“i brought you something light. you should at least try to eat.” he suggested, and you nodded. you followed him out to the kitchen and sat at the bar with him. you ate slowly, taking small bites as to not upset your stomach. you ate about a quarter of your meal before you felt uneasy again. figuring it best to not push yourself, austin took your leftovers and placed them in the refrigerator. he followed you back to your bedroom, and got your next doses of medicine together so you could take them. 

austin spent the rest of the night, and the whole of the next day nursing you back to health. fortunately, your symptoms resolved and you never needed anything stronger than over-the-counter medication. you were sure to thank austin (profusely) for taking care of you. it was more than you could have ever asked for.

“you don’t have to thank me. in sickness and in health, that’s what we promised.” he said, running his thumb over your engagement and wedding rings. 

“i love you so much.” you said, running your fingers through his hair.

“i love you so much.” he repeated, leaning down to press a kiss to your lips. he laid down with you as you turned on the tv. the two of you spent the rest of the day in bed, lounging around while you finally started to feel better. austin continued to be there for you, and get you anything and everything you needed. truly, you hated feeling like a patient in your own home, but you were thankful to have austin by your side.

[bucketspammer4life]

☆ how the boxers act when drunk ☆

Moe posts without an ask?? How scandalous!!!

Glass Joe

- lightweight, cant walk properly and ends up falling to the floor on his face multiple times

- will not shut up, gets really talkative, only in french sadly

- insists on walking himself home like he can stand on his 2 feet without fighting for his life

- his english gets 100 times worse than usual

- needs to get carried or get thrown in a uber, even then, he'll usually pass out on his doorstep or at the foot of his bed

Von Kaiser

- ever watched a german grandpa transform into a philosopher? Youre about to witness it now,want to wonder "what the fuck is a potato anyway?"

- asks stuff that really makes you think, not anything meaningful but its still gonna make you think

- halfway through his ramblings he just starts dancing

- can actually walk properly, just not to the right direction

- will tell you stories and switch languages halfway through

Disco Kid

- runs away when drunk for no apparent reason or for something he completely made up on the spot, Disco what do you mean you forgot your dog in Oklahoma?? You dont even have a dog

- dances a whole lot more, except hes more likely to fall down a flight of stairs

- even happier, unlike Kaiser he can actually say meaningful stuff without changing dialects halfway through

- picks up people randomly for no reason and spins them around

King Hippo

- hes just.. gone

- passes out the second alcohol hits him

- out cold, this is why he avoids drinking

Piston Hondo

- why is he so sad?? hes just crying please take him home

- will cry over anything, including the fact that hes drunk, poor man crying over thinking hes gonna lose face when drunk

- will cry onto & into anything, bartenders arms? yeah why not, the floor? Yeah why not, will cry you a river

- so worried about losing face hes crying WHILE drunk about losing face

Bear Hugger

- jollier than santa, complete opposite of hondo

- will sing sea shanties, give out free hugs and just be happy

- aware of the fact hes drunk and using it to his advantage to say random stuff

- "i might like raw fish but i also like raw meat"

- "what."

- suprisingly good at walking, also in the right direction i might add

- more likely to laugh at thin air than usual

Great Tiger

- pure chaos, teleporting around to not fall to the floor, only to end up flopping onto another floor

- his clones turn into nightmare fuel, some missing parts of their body, some missing their face, literal body horror

- his magic just degrades into a worse version of itself

- keeps scaring people for no apparent reason

- floats around randomly when bored

Don Flamenco

- flirtier, messier & sadder

- his pick up lines sound like hes having a stroke

- if he gets rejected while drunk he'll just cry

- "hey babygirl.. Are you a 100 bucks?... Because i wanna have you"

- "no thank you"

- "EIGJJHHHSHSHHSHWAHHHHHH"

- holding onto his drinks like someones gonna take it from him, which is most likely true because he needs to be stopped

Aran Ryan

- worse than his usual self, cartwheels around, smacks people for no reason, climbs on top of things and falls then runs away

- you think Disco being a runner was bad?? hes 100 times worse, he just runs without saying anything, hes a fast runner too so hes worse

- somehow speaks irish better when hes drunk, sadly no one can understand him because no one around him knows irish

- fights people for no reason, usually ending in him needing to be held, which ends in him falling asleep

Soda Popinski

- hes just a big ball of anxiety since he was a former alcoholic

- Really worried hes gonna do something dumb so he just curls up into a ball and lays on the ground

- will go home as soon as hes drunk, poor man :(

- if he cant go home he'll try to sober up, much to his failure

- holding back tears

Bald Bull

- wayy more affectionate than usual, giddy and a bit more touchy, hes a sweetheart when drunk and due to this, some people have considered keeping him drunk to avoid his anger, this obviously wouldnt work because liver failure is not fun

- unable to get pissed off when drunk, hes just incapable of anger

- will give out hugs

- also bit of a lightweight, flailing around, trying not to fall, only to fall on his ass

- gets very giggly and laughs a whole lot

- after a few minutes, hes barely able to move and ends up needing to be carried home, even then he doesnt shut up

Super Macho Man

- still a douchebag, but a bit kinder

- very aware of the fact hes drunk, so he finishes every kind sentence with "im drunk so dont expect anything like this when im sober"

- passes out then wakes up again like a windows computer

Mr Sandman

- you cant really tell whenever hes drunk or not, the only difference is him smiling a lot more

- not really aware of the fact hes drunk, Just counts himself as tipsy

- the only person you could trust to drive drunk, except you shouldnt because drunk driving is bad

- randomly falls asleep

[imaginecolby]

home sweet home || c.b.

summary: spending christmas with colby’s family for the first time.

requested by anonymous.

“babe, are you ready?” colby called from downstairs.

“just about!” you called back. you threw the last few things into your carry on bag and skipped down the stairs to the living room.

“lets go, the uber is here.” colby said, taking your suitcases outside and loading them into the car.

you and him were heading to kansas to spend the holidays with his family. typically, the two of you spent your christmases apart, meeting back up for new year’s and his birthday. but this year, you decided to spend the holidays together.

you arrived at the airport, made it through security, and into your flight. before you knew it, you were touching down in kansas city.

upon your arrival, colby’s parents were there and ready to pick you up. the car ride back to their home was full of chatter, the four of you catching up over the going’s on since the last time you saw each other.

as you pulled into the driveway, colby and his dad unloaded the luggage as you and mrs brock fell into step behind them.

“y/n, im so glad you’re spending christmas with us!” she said, linking her arm with yours.

“me too! i cant thank you enough for having me. im excited for this week.” you said with a smile. you all made your way inside and you and colby took your things into the guest room.

“hey, c’mere.” colby said softly, grabbing you just before you walked through the door. he pulled you into his chest, wrapping his arms around your waist.

“hi.” you said softly, smiling up at him.

“im so glad you’re here.” he said, pressing a soft kiss to your lips.

“i’ve been here before.” you laughed.

“i know. it’s just, you being here during the holidays. it feels more special than usual.” he said, kissing you again.

“anywhere with you is special.” you said.

you joined his parents back downstairs and hung out in the living room before dinner. you loved seeing colby around his family. he wasn’t “colby brock,” he had the chance to just be colby. he was much more relaxed back home, and you loved that you could be part of it.

your stay over the week was perfect, being in kansas, seeing the snow, and partaking in the holiday festivities that were part of colby’s family traditions. everything was so special.

it was finally christmas eve, and you were up helping mrs brock prep for the evening. she’d shared some of the family recipes with you so you could help her cook. the boys were off doing something in the backyard, and you were watching them through the kitchen window.

“its so good to see colby back home. he seems so much more at ease here.” you said, watching him laughing with his dad.

“we always love having him back home, but we know you’re taking care of him out in vegas.” mrs brock said, giving you a smile.

you and her quickly made your way through the dishes you were preparing, talking and laughing, while you were enjoying some wine. the first time you met colby’s parents, you were so so nervous. but you were glad that over the years of yours and colby’s relationship, his parents took you in and always treated you as one of their own. they loved colby, and they loved the love you had for him.

unknown to the both of you, the boys had come back inside. colby was leaning against the door frame, watching you interact with his mom. watching his favorite girls interacting with each other made him happier than ever.

“you got yourself a good one. i can tell how much you love each other, and i love seeing you so happy.” mr brock said to him.

“i love her so much. i feel so lucky that she chose me to spend her life with, and i plan and keeping her around for a long time.” colby responded, not taking his eyes of you.

once dinner was ready to be served, more of their family members had arrived, and everyone joined around the table. laughter and chatter quickly filled the room as drinks and good times were had by all. you and colby were sitting next to each other, his hand attached to your thigh. your fingers laced with his and you held his hand tight. you enjoyed the night more than you could’ve ever explained.

the night went on, and you played a few festive games. you and colby turned it into a little competition between the two of you, seeing who could win more prizes between the two of you. you being the more competitive of the two of you, of course did much better than colby.

as the night wound down, and people started to leave, you and colby had gone on a little walk around his neighborhood.

“i cant believe you’ve got me out here in this freezing cold.” you laughed, walking down the street.

“at least we have cocoa.” he laughed.

“yeah, the bailey’s i put in mine is working wonders.” you joked. you linked your arm through his and nuzzled into his side as you walked. you took in all the sights, marveling at all the beautifully decorated homes. you walked for a little while before colby stopped in front of a large, two-story home.

“i wanted to show you this house in particular.” he said as you stood on the sidewalk. he told you this story about how this house was always his most favorite to see at christmas when he was a kid. and the people who used to live there were close friends of his parents, who would also join their christmas celebrations before the family moved.

“obviously the decorations are different now, since its another family. but its still such a beautiful house. i love this place.”

“it is really beautiful.” you agreed. you stood there in silence, taking in your surroundings. you looked up at colby, and you could tell he was lost in thought. “whats going on in that pretty little head of yours?” you asked.

“im just so grateful to be here with you. this is the first christmas we’re getting to celebrate together and im just taking it all in.” he said, smiling down at you.

“i hate that its taken us so long to do this.” you sighed. “but im having such a great time. your family has always been so welcoming towards me, but this has been such a wonderful week.” you said, resting your head on his shoulder. you stood there for a little while longer before heading back to colby’s home.

colby’s parents were at the table, and smiled up at you and colby when you walked back into the door.

“hey, there you are! we’ve got an early present for you to open tonight.” his mom cheered as she stood from the table. you watched as she rummaged under the tree for boxes addressed to you and colby. you took them and opened them, finding matching christmas pajamas for the two of you.

“oh my god.” colby groaned.

“no, they’re so cute!” you laughed, holding up the shirts. “thank you.” you said to his mom.

you all hung out for a little while longer before going up to bed. you changed into your christmas pajamas, smiling when you walked back into the guest room and found colby in his pajamas as well.

“look at us. we’re so cute.” you giggled. you finished getting ready for bed, sliding into the sheets next to colby. he wrapped his arms around you and pulled you close.

“i love you so much.” he said, peppering kisses to your cheeks.

“i love you too, baby.” you said through giggles as he continued kissing you. he pulled away to catch his breath, resting his head on your chest. you raked your fingers through his hair and felt his breathing slow as he fell asleep.

the next morning was christmas and you gathered around the living room as you exchanged gifts. you’d brought the ones from home that you and colby got for each other, as well as his family.

the day ended up being very relaxing, having a nice breakfast in the morning, and a rather lazy day watching christmas movies together.

the holiday ended up being so perfect, and you were so happy to get to spend it with such wonderful people.

[snapeslittlebean]

Baby

CG Snape and Boy Little

First person POV

Word Count: 1623

Snape has brought a student who previously had a bad home life into his home over the summer. What does he do when he regresses to a tiny age?

(TW? Implication of trauma though literally no details are mentioned just that character has had trauma)

Professor Snape has already done so much for me. I cant have him finding me like this. A whine escapes me as I try to force the fuzzy feeling from my mind. I want to cry.

He's already taken me in, given me a roof over my head and allowed me to eat his food. He won't want to deal with me being a baby too. I can tell if I let it this will be a very young regression. My reward for fending it off for so long.

I'd managed to hide it at school, retreating to abandoned classrooms whenever this happened. Even if that often meant in small bruises from trying to get into things I probably shouldn't have or sobbing in a mess on the floor because being alone when so little is quite scary sometimes.

The stairs creak and I wince. That'll be Snape coming to tell me to come down for dinner. I hope he's not too mad I didn’t turn up on my own.

The soft knock makes me jump even though I was expecting it. "Dinner is served."

I wince, his voice holds that sarcastic edge to it that tells me he’s a more than a little annoyed at having to walk up the stairs to call me. When I don’t respond he knocks again calling my name.

I bite my lip. There’s nothing for it, if I cant force myself to be big ill just habe to pretend to be until I can get back to my room. Standing poses a little trouble, I stumble, knocking my alarm clock from the bedside table.

"Are you alright in there?" Snape sounds concerned now. I nod but then remember he can’t see me.

"I... I'm ok." I say relieved it doesn't sound too babyish. Quickly I waddle over to the door, taking a moment to practice walking like a big boy. Then I open it, peeking around the edge up at him. .

Snape peers down at me, a suspicious expression on his face. His eyebrows furrow as he takes a step back allowing me to exit the room. “Are you sure you’re alright?”

I nod, stepping into the hallway, hoping my shaking hands aren’t too noticeable. He gives me a long look then turns his head indicating I should lead. I gulp, pushing down the childish urge to just hold my arms up and ask to be carried. He'd definitely know something was up then.

The stairs are steep, I find myself gripping the banister, afraid I'll lose balance and fall. If my decent is slower than usual Snape doesn't comment, only catching my shoulder when I stumble stopping me from tumbling down the last few steps.

On unsteady legs I make my way to the kitchen, wishing I had something to hold on to like on the stairs. All the while I can feel Snape's eyes burning into the back of my skull.

My heart drops when I spot the food laid out on the table. How am I supposed to eat that when I'm so small?

I sit anyway, staring at the plate nervously. Snape sits opposite me, I know he's watching me. "Aren't you hungry?"

It would be safer to say no and leave it at that but I know that wouldn't excuse me from the meal. Snape wants me to eat three meals a day even if they're small. He’d only tell me to eat what I can.

Besides I am hungry. I try to ignore the part of my brain that reminds me I'd rather have a nice bottle and a nap. That's a babyish thing to want and I’m not a baby. My eyes burn, no no I'm not going to cry.

I pick up my knife and fork, they don't fit very well on my hands. How am i supposed to do this again? I hold the end of the knife stabbing at the meat in hopes of cutting it.

Snape is still watching, he's only taken a couple of bites from his own dinner. He frowns watching my struggle and lowers his cutlery to his plate.

Then he does something entirely unexpected. He reaches across the table, taking my knife and fork from me gently and begins cutting up my food without a word.

I sit rigidly, waiting for the scolding I'm sure will ensue. But he only gives me a raised eyebrow when I meet his eyes. I hope I don't look as close to tears as I am.

Eating is a bit easier after that. Every time I try to cut up more of my food Snape stops me, taking over for me so I don't have to. He doesn't try to make conversation and I'm glad of that, he rarely wants to talk at meal times.

By the time my plate is empty I'm feeling pleasantly full and very sleepy. My eyes are already drooping, I rub them in an attempt to keep them open.

"Looks like you need an early night."

"Mmm." I'm too tired to use big boy words. The thought of traversing the distance back to bed is exhausting.

I barely notice when Snape stands, walking around the table and crouching down in front of me. I frown wondering what he’s doing.

"What's going on with you child? Are you ill?"

I shake my head. I don't think I could tell him even if I wanted too. He cant find out about this. Surely he won't want me living with him if he knew. Tears well up in my eyes, my lip wobbles. Oh no... Oh no.

A sob escapes me. Snape's eyes widen for a moment he looked like he didn't know what to do. Then his hand comes up to rub my arm.

"What's brought this on?" He sounded genuinely confused. I shake my head again aware that my cries are sounding more and more baby like.

I wail when the comforting hand is removed but its quickly replaced with strong arms lifting me up. The next thing I know Snape is sitting in my char and settling me into his lap, a hand cradling the back of my head. "Shhh, its alright, you're alright."

He rocks from side to side slowly. Continuing to murmur soft reassurances. The way someone might do to a real baby. Embarrassingly it's working, my wails subsiding into sniffles and hiccups. My fingers find their way to my mouth.

Snape pauses, running his fingers through my hair, pulling it from my face. I avoid looking at him, instead finding my eyes drawn to the shiny, black buttons down his front. Without much thought on my part my free hand reaches for one, playing with it absent-mindedly.

"How old are you right now?" The question is asked softly and without judgement. I whine anyway because I don't want to be little right now. Surely he'll leave me if he knows.

I'm not a baby I try to tell him but it only comes out in incomprehensible babbles. I squirm in frustration babbling more nonsense up at him.

A very small smile appears on his lips. Wait, why was he smiling? "Perhaps too young to tell me hm?"

I can feel tears forming again. He quickly shushes me when I whimper, resuming the ridiculously soothing rocking movement from before.

"It's alright little one. There's nothing to be ashamed of. This is just an understandable reaction to trauma," I don't quite understand what he’s saying but the steady rhythm of his voice accompanied by the slow rocking has my cries quietening, “I have suspected this may be the case for a while, though I was hoping to avoid this situation before you’d told me yourself. Still I suppose it cannot be helped.”

"You must be thirsty after all that," Snape noted thoughtfully, he drew his wand summoning a glass of what looked like pumpkin juice. I watch it float towards his outstretched hand with interest. He then waves his wand again muttering a spell of some sort and the glass changes shape forming a lid and....

"Bud! Bud!" I reach out for the bottle making grabby hands at it. Somewhere in the back of my mind I know I shouldn't be acting like this.

"I know," Snape says putting his wand away, "lets move somewhere more comfortable then shall we?"

I whinge, was he not going to get me have the bottle. I'm being lifted again, carried somewhere new. The bottle floats next to me, just out of reach. I babble, reaching for it only to be shushed whenever my babbles turn into whines.

When Snape sits again I realise where he's taken me. The book lined walls can only mean this is the living room. I only have a moment to look around before I'm gently moved so my head is resting in his elbow. I reach for the bottle that hovers above me but Snape takes it before I can grab it.

Why was he not letting me have it? I whine, my face screwing up as I wriggle in the surprising comfortable hold.

"Hush little one there you go." The bottle is pressed against my lips and I instinctively start suckling. This is just what my dry throat needs. Slowly I open my eyes staring up at Snape who watches me with a thoughtful expression.

I'm too tired and foggy to contemplate what that might mean. My eyelids droop and this time I let them fall shut.

[mattsmommy69]

We cant be friends (part 1)

Summary: your best friends with Matt and nick but you and Chris are especially close. What happens when you’re drunk and Chris takes care of you.

Warnings: sub!chris, fem!reader, angst, fluff, pet names, aggression, puke

Notes: idk how I feel about this honestly. I randomly got motivated and literally did it and 2 hours so don’t be to mean. first Chris fic hope you enjoy! Don’t steal my work!!! Comment for a part two and I will make one!

I’m currently on the dance floor, drink in my hand, in my red little dress feeling better than ever. I was currently at Tara yummy’s 1 million party, what a fucking dream. It was even better than I imagined. Thankfully my best friends the sturniolo triplets invited me to come with them. (Specifically chris because he is my best friend and knew how much I wanted to come.) Chris watched me as I drunkenly danced and all he could think about was how bad I was gonna feel in the morning.

I decided to take a break from dancing and walk back to the bar (which was the last thing I needed to do) As I am about to make it to the counter I feel a harsh slap to my ass. “WHAT THE FUCK” I turn around to see a complete fucking stranger just smacked the fuck out of my ass and is grinning about it. “Why would you-“ I go to say before Chris comes up from behind me and grabs my arm to push me further away from the situation. Before I can open my mouth again to try and defend myself Chris punches the man that smacked my ass fully across the face and knocks him to the ground. “Ever touch my fucking girl ever again and I will kill you next time.” He says as he turns and grabs my arm and we walk out.

As he drags me out of the party I’m laughing and stumbling the whole time due to how drunk I was. “Are you okay y/n?, I’m so sorry he did that and you had to see that.” He says when we finally get to his car and he opens the passenger door for me. “It’s fine Chrissy, I kinda liked watching you punch someone for me anyway.” I say with a smile on my face. “You’re crazy.” Chris says with a smile also on his face. We both get into his car and I immediately feel the drunkenness take over and I’m exhausted. I decided to shut my eyes and take a nap during the car ride.

“Y/n wake up, we’re at my house.” Chris says while shaking me slightly. “I don’t wanna.” I say not moving an inch. “I’m not gonna let you sleep in my car sweet girl.” He says still shacking me slightly. “Your just gonna have to carry me in than.” I say still not moving trying not to grin. “Your lucky your my best friend and your drunk.” He says as he gets out and walks over to my side of the car. He picks me up out of the car bridal style and walks toward his front door. He fiddles with the keys for a second while still holding me. Once he finally gets the door open he takes me to his room downstairs and sets me on his bed. The mix of alcohol, adrenaline and stairs wasn’t a good one because I was about to throw up. “Chrissss” I say holding my stomach. “What’s the matter pretty girl?” He says kneeling down in front of me looking up at me with pure concern.

I push him out of the way and run to the bathroom trying to not throw up all over Chris and his room. I just barely miss the toilet and get it all over my dress and a little in the floor and I start to sob. “Chris I’m so fucking sorry I’m an idiot.” I say through my tears “No, sweetie there’s no reason to be so upset I promise it’s okay pretty girl, it was an accident” Chris says as he helps me clean up some of the mess and wipes my tears. “Can I burrow some clothes?” I say looking down at my puke covered dress and crying a little more. “Of course angel.” He says smiling and walking toward his closet.

He comes back with a hoodie and some sweats. “Here you go, you can wear these.” He says with a smile on his face. I try and walk out of the bathroom to grab the clothes from his hand but slip on the wet ground from cleaning the puke, he catches me before I can fully fall into the ground. “Fuck be careful sweet girl.” He says with a concerned look on his face. “Thx” I say awkwardly standing back up straight. “I’m gonna change now.” I say while shutting the bathroom door. I quickly get changed at suddenly I feel the need to cry again. I try and be as quiet as possible but I’m such a mess right now that Chris could still hear my sobs. He slowly opens the bathroom door, “Angel what’s wrong?” He says while walking toward me in the bathroom. “Just everything that happend at the bar and I threw up in your room and your probably mad at me and I drank way to much and..” I’m cut of by his palm over my mouth. “You did not deserve what happened at the party and I’m sorry, I am not mad at you and I never could be mad at you, and yes you did drink to much, but that’s okay. Stop being so hard on yourself sweet girl.” He says as he wipes the tears from my face. “Thank you Chrissy, I think I’m just tired.” At that he picks me up bridal style and lays me on his bed. I immediately sink into the mattress and shut my eyes. “Can I sleep in here?” I ask just to make sure he’s okay with hearing my snoring all night, I asked looking at him with a begging expression. “Of course sweet girl, Come here.” We both get under the covers and I wrap my arms around his waist and throw a leg over his legs. He starts to massage my hair and I shut my eyes and drift off to sleep in his arms.

Notes: this is my first Chris fic and I really love the ending! Hope you enjoy! I will probably make a part two if this does well!

[pastanest]

if you’re wondering why I’m having to repost this, or why you were perhaps previously following me but no longer are, please refer to this post. I was able to retrieve this thanks to @dreatine - thanks so much!! ♡

Spencer Reid x gender neutral!reader

Reid x Tall!S/O

- height doesnt really play that much into romantic interests when it comes to Spencer

- but obviously, whether you’re taller or shorter is going to play a part in your relationship interactions with him

- first of all, the lack of back pain from NOT having to bend down to kiss you? a god send

- depending on the extent of your height, Spencer may be the one leaning up to kiss you, which he would find exciting and endearing

- omg imagine him looking up into your eyes with a beaming smile cuz he just feels so lucky to have you Im weak he is baby

- his clothes arent baggy on you, which at first you were a little embarrassed by, but he discovered a new sexiness in how perfectly you fit into his clothes, and he never stopped complimenting you anytime he saw you in them

- not only can you steal his clothes, but the stereotype is reversed, because he can wear your clothes too

- this includes parading around in your skirts and dresses for regular fashion shows because gender is a social construct and society is stupid

- and whenever you go clothes shopping together, you end up buying outfits with both of your fashion senses in mind, so that pretty much every item of clothing you own is applicable to both of you on any given day

- this does on occasion lead to some minor inconveniences

“Love, have you seen the brown waistcoat I wore on Tuesday last week?”

“You mean...this waistcoat?”

“I thought we agreed waistcoats are the one thing we do not share!”

“That was agreed until I discovered that waistcoats make my hips look hella fine.”

“Well, you’re right about that. Also, ‘hella’?”

- he isnt at all embarrassed by you being taller than him, if anything he’s proud to have earned the right to be with such a beautiful person

- Spencer still refers to you as cute, baby, and other petnames typically associated with “small” things, because to him those words should not be reserved to a person or thing that meets certain requirements. if it’s cute, it’s cute, and you are!

- as much as he tries not to refer to stereotypes, he cant help calling you his “supermodel” when you come down the stairs all dressed up in a fancy outfit for any reason

- it isnt at all awkward for you to hold hands when walking together, there’s no pre-set arrangement of having to hold hands in a specific way because one of your arms wont reach his otherwise. it just works

- anytime you get down or insecure, Spencer is there to pick you up and remind you that you are gorgeous inside and out, and the fact you’re taller than average just means there’s more physical beauty to show the world

- that “pick you up” was metaphorical but he would also have no issue in actually picking you up

- he’s a skinny lad but he got some muscle

- the length of your legs? a boy could cry, a boy could fall to his knees and beg to be worthy of you. and Spencer does sometimes do that just to be dramatic

- he really likes the way you walk. it’s an odd thing to notice, but he’s a profiler, and something about your height affects how you carry yourself. there’s an air of elegance that makes his heart skip a beat

- and then there are moments when he sees you trip or walk into something and his heart skips a beat again for an entirely different reason as he runs over to you

- overall, height isnt really a factor in who Spencer is attracted to, but he’ll be a goddamn fool with one braincell before he denies that dating a tall person obviously has some perks

[cutepastelstarsalior]

My thoughts on Clone high season 3…part 2

Episode 6

Hooray!!! Yippie!!!! JFK’s dads aren’t dead!!!!! Thank god

Abe and Mary calling each other babe and baby; cringe but in a so annoying cute way. Joan calling Confusies babe? Hmmm :/ 😬. Oh wow, I just realize that this is the second time (2) he’s been in a relationship. Wow!!

Omg serial killer episode.

Anna x Sacagawea 👀 👀 it’s cool to see which background clone and dating or kissing with other clones. (Cathrine x Anna x Sacagawea poly ship 👀 what if…)

Confucius and Joan not telling Harriet…cheating stuff!!!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh frustrating.

Killer cannibalism Mr b <3

Oh, I likes how they reconnect and semi work out their problems.

Yoooo Vince with 2 dads!!!

Episode 7

Abe and Joan sitting at their windowsill and talking is really dorky and cute!!

Then gang (mostly Joan) wants to befriend Mary and have her fit in!!! Yay!!!! Hope this goes well.

Cinnamon hasn’t made any new clones since 2012 👀

Mary not letting Abe see Joan anymore 🚩🚩🚩🚩 major red flag

There only like, 2 famous serial killers name Mary. So my guess she’s base off Mary Ann Cotton.

BLOODY MARY?????? (Didn’t she escape her mirror in season 2?) OH SHE BASE OFF OF MARY I THE FIRST WIFE OF KING HENRY

THAT IS NOT HOW THE LEGEND GOES. Ok before the modern Bloody Mary, a young women would walk up the stairs with a candle, backwards while holding a mirror. When she looks in the mirror she’s either see a face of her husband, OR a skull of the Grimm Reaper. In modern day, people turn off the lights and say her name with or without a candle. In modern time Mary is seen a a demon, witch, ghost (friendly or not) or covered in blood. The victims usually end up having their eyes scratched out, strangled, or having their blood drained out or souls stolen.

The only folklore I can find that resembles steals souls via sex is a Succubus. But they can’t hurt or drain their victims when they have sex.

The gang fighting skeletons!!!! :)

JFK offering to have sec with Abe…👀👀👀

Episode 8

Frida dad is a dilf. There I said it.

But yay!!!!!!! Seeing the clone high parents!!!!!!!! Yes!

I wish Frida’s dad was my dad :(

Oh hey Cleo’s mom is also alive!!!

Mr Kim I love you. He care so much about Frida!!

🎶makeover!! makeover!!🎶

:( awww Cleo and Frida broke up.

Episode 9

This friend group has major up and down problems….

Whoo Cinnamon lore!!

Omg lesbian genderbend common!!!

Episode 10

So if there is going to be a season 4, would it be about the characters doing the Cloney Island in the summer?

:( kind of wish the Joan of Arc and her foster mom plot would have been picked up…

Slaughter…Slaughterhouse cleanup??

Oh dang Abe can throw an ax!!

:( jfk feels objectified….cleo kind of does too :(

Abe and Joan getting together? Might to?? Eh, I don’t mind

Oh, guess Harriet and jfk are a thing now? Eh, ok I guess??

….cant somebody just carry Abe??