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sunasstink · 1 year ago

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Heyyy! I’m a new writer and this is my first fic LOL just testing the waters w my ideas.

Minors DNI, you will be blocked.

- reader and gojo are on their third date and have talked about a few things and y/n has voiced that she’s uncomfortable with sexual things in their status rn but gojo somehow fucks it up cuz that’s him.

reader is implied to be black!fem!.

fluff! slight angst!

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You were sweet and kind w a beautiful heart but that don’t mean you gonna let anybody just walk all over you. Given the moment now. The restaurants dim lighting casting on gojo making him look more delicious than her already did but that didn’t stop you from catching the dumb things that flew out this boy mouth.

His hand gently rested on yours as you two waited for the bill after the amazing meal you had, you two had been seeing each other for about a month now and things had to have some tweaks but overall you like the way it’s going. he of course paid for every date and even recently paid to get your nails done, you being a woman of holding your own you insisted he didn’t but that man can’t be told no. he sent you the money and wouldn’t take it back.

right now he’s discussing him adding a few new workouts into his routine which you calmly listened, not that you understood it but hearing him talk was enough. his crystal eyes gazing at you like he was a damn prince or sum.

“yeah my hip thrusts are revolutionary if you know what I mean..”

your eyebrows furrowed in confusion, you didn’t know what he meant but you did have a hunch..slowly feeling the urge to slap him come up but hoping that’s not what he meant. his little gaze wasn’t fascinating anymore.

“umm no…I don’t know what you mean…?”

he let a small chuckle, looking to his left then back at you, knowing he’s fucked now. his hand waving as a sign to forget about it but the next worlds was it fa him.

“sexual joke, don’t worry about it pretty..”

before he could even finish the sentence you hummed and leaned back into your seat, placing your hands in your lap, the uncomfortable anger settling in you. you were simply uninterested now.

he noticed this immediately, trying to reach for your hand but failed miserably as you simply shook your head before he could even touch you.

“cmon pretty…it was just a slip up…I’m sorry”

when they came back with his card and the receipt he stood up, walking to your side of the booth, his hand out in offer to help you, simply standing up and walking past him just a bit.

“yeah I know, it’s whatever.”

it wasn’t, you opened up to him about your biggest fears, regrets and concerns. and it seemed that he took it lightly, something you didn’t appreciate.

Gojo made his way to you, his large hands slowly sliding to your waist, his tall figure pushed against your own as he stared down at you with a faced you hadn’t seen before.

he was concerned. very concerned.

“no it’s not. I know how you feel about that shit, I know I shouldn’t of said that, I’m sorry. I really care about you and I’d never just brush off something like that….now please…just…I don’t want you seeing me in that light..”

the smile you had reached from ear to ear, nobody has ever voiced how much they cared for you, or even took your thoughts into consideration. But here he was, a prideful man ignoring his ego for the woman he hopes to love so dearly. he’d do anything to make you see that you are his light.

you couldn’t be mad, gently grabbing his hand and intertwining your fingers as you both walked out of the restaurant to his car, him still apologizing here and there and for the rest of the week he had kept apologizing even after you told him it was okay.

dear, did he lose his mind over you? yes.

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omg that was my first fic, hope y’all enjoy and eat it up. I wanna make more but honestly I’m scared and stalling.

#gojo x reader #gojo x black reader #gojou satoru x reader #gojo x y/n #jjk fanfic #black reader #jjk fluff #jjk angst #gojo saturo #gojo x you #gojo fluff #gojo x female reader

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egotokill · 6 months ago

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8 n 22. hsr. hiii

hiii im gonna do a pookie answer and a non pookie answer for both of these. also answer my ask shitface

8. common fandom opinion that everyone is wrong about

pookie version: dh topping. sorry. cant get behind it absolutely not

non pookie version: honestly most opinions about sunday fit the bill.. he's very misunderstood as a character. 2.2 spoilers ahead dont say i didnt warn you guys: the most outrageous one was the eugenics one But i think people who say he hates humanity are just kind of stupid. he so clearly loves humanity thats why he wanted everyone to be in the beautiful dream of order. he did it in the wrong way for sure but everything he does stems from love for humanity

another one is the baiheng = bailu theory. like Hello they're a completely different species

22. your favorite part of canon that everyone else ignores

pookie version: how genuinely stupid dan heng can be and im serious. we see a glimpse into it in belobog when he goes to the fight club by himself, but like Everything he does almost is so foolish. hes just as unhinged as everyone else on the express. he barely even tries to hide it. also he canonically makes shitty jokes and i think its beautiful. AND AND AND ok last one but why are we all ignoring dan heng being with the mourning actors???? am i the only one who talks to welt

non pookie version: luocha being in jail sorry its funny af and no one jokes about it anymore where are you guys cmon. also sampo never did ANYTHING bad to us and like no one cares abt it i love sampo a lot why is everyone so mean to him. ok i cant think of a real one unfortunately im too pookie brained

#hsr #asks

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captawesomesauce · 7 months ago

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Thoughts at 1130am...

I tell you what, I am SOOO glad I don't have to date anymore. Dating absolutely SUCKS.

Even in my dreams!

Last night I dreamt that I was coming off a work shift and was exhausted, but ran into a gal who was like "Cmon!!! Let's go get some dinner and drinks and sit down and have fun!" .... uh... ok....

So we go to this busy restaurant she picks, she immediately has 2 shots and a big drink before I have even looked at the menu. The staff knows her well and brought them immediately once we sat down.

We order and before the food even arrives, she takes a photo of her drinks for instagram or snap chat or something about how she's out tonight having fun at her favorite place... and then she's gone. I think she said she was going to the bathroom but boom... 3 drinks, ordered a lot of food, pic, and gone.

Here's where the dream diverges, you know how dreams are. She either was gone over an hour and I finished my meal, or was gone like 20-30 mins and I had barely even made a dent into my food.

Either way, I got up to look around and when I turned back to my table, it'd been cleared and someone else was now sitting there.

I eventually saw her across the bar with like 5 other people doing shots, drinking, having fun....

so....

I went to pay my bill ... and asked for them to split the bill of course once I found out her portion was nearly 200 bucks for the food she didn't eat, and the 3 drinks!

And if that wasn't annoying enough, it was 5/24 in my dream, but all of my cards expired 4/24! But I had enough cash to cover my portion even if I don't think I even got to enjoy it or finish it.

She then came up and was like "Where are you going!?!??!!?" ... right before I could get into THAT conversation, I woke up.

But ugh... that kind of dream just makes you grumpy as fuck and I'm so glad I no longer have to deal with people like that.

#thoughts #dreams

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trickstarbrave · 9 months ago

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i dont wanna bug op but like

to the person who rbed from me specifically and posted these tags:

#this is hilarious because dricing the speed limit is not gonna get you hit..#you really think ppl will rear end you because Youre drivimg the speed limit?#do you understand that if you get rear ended it is quite literally always their fault unless they have PROOF#that you intentionally break checked them?#rear end is always the person in backs fault i havent ever heard it ruled another way and thats how my accident was ruled w no investigation#no one will read end you because they know it would ruin their life#theyd be out a car theyd get a ticket and possibly arrested you sue them and then they cant ever replace that car#literally they cant because the used car market is nuts#no one is going to hit you guys like cmon thats the worst excuse ive ever heard#you guys are really so impatient that travelling 20x the speed you could generate on your own is too much??#jesus christ...#this is why i dont make friends this behavior is ridiculous and if i get in a car w someone and their speeding all over#im getting out of the car and were not friends anymore like you dont invite someone in your vehicle and drive unsafe w them

you are correct that getting rear ended is almost always gonna have you ruled as Not At Fault. i actually recently got hit in the rear of my car. cops ruled me not at fault. i had to CHASE DOWN THIS WOMAN'S FUCKING INSURANCE TO GET THEM TO PAY FOR MY CAR. and do you know what they said? they said the car wasn't worth fucking fixing. they said it was totaled. it wasn't even that fucked up. but apparently repairs were FAR beyond what the car was worth despite buying a new vehicle costing WAY MORE THAN THAT. this debacle took literally MONTHS trying to resolve. eventually i had to get my dad involved, go to MY insurance, get the money up to what they determined my fucking car was worth, and then pay for the rest of the repairs out of fucking pocket.

i guess i could have chased this old woman down in small claims court for the fucking difference but 1. i dont think the court would have given a shit and decided its MY problem my vehicle is apparently worth only 1k dollars 2. she's an old woman that only hit me because she had fainted earlier, was trying to show her friend how to back up the car bc her breaks were fucked up, accidentally hit the gas too hard while disoriented, and hit my car. she was already at fault for her friend's medical bills. do you think i wanted to be the bad guy hounding some old woman for fucking money.

also like. it doesn't matter if they are at fault and we are going at the designated highway speed limit of 65-70 mph here. that is going to completely destroy the back of my car, potentially flip my vehicle or at the very least cause me to go off road, and i might actually die. "oh that won't happen grow up--" ive been in a near fatal car accident WITHOUT someone fucking read ending me on the highway. my wheel locked up when i was trying to make a pass and i ended up going off road and crashing into a tree. i was lucky it wasnt me going off road off a fucking mountainside bc those are common here and would have meant absolute certain death. sure they will go to jail for manslaughter but i dont want a pyrrhic fucking victory jackass i wanna live

i have driven the speed limit before. i had ppl up my fucking ass who then pass me and flip me off or deliberately made a point to drive close to the side of my vehicle in a passing lane to intimidate me. "but thats illegal they can't do that" astute observation shithead. do you think when i am worried about Not Dying as someone who has Nearly Died In A Car Accident Before because some jackass has decided killing both of us is a valid response to a mild inconvenience i wanna try and get their fucking license plate and call the cops who will tell me "we'll look into it" and do fucking nothing?

i would really genuinely love to not live in a shit place like this. our car centric infrastructure is also done in a way that de-incentivizes actually going the speed limit for most ppl (did you know ppl slow down if the streets are more narrow naturally? yeah they also speed the fuck up if there are like 7 fucking lanes on this road). people here drive like maniacs. i've also nearly been killed for even dumber reasons than someone deciding to ride my ass down the highway like coming to a complete fucking stop on the highway leading to me having to swerve into 2 other lanes. and i was GOING THE SPEED LIMIT DURING THIS INCIDENT.

tl;dr:

"someone might rear end you bc u live in a place with insane ass drivers? yeah right thats illegal, people can't do that!"

#i drive like an asshole sometimes but not necessarily for speeding #if im speeding its because everyone else is speeding #which yes driving slower than everyone else around you is also dangerous #its famously why it is ill advised to drive UNDER the speed limit #if ppl actually drove the speed limit around me these things would be less of an issue

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angstflavoured · 4 months ago

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YEAS IM SO GLAD PEOPLE ARE TALKING ABOUT THIS. I had the exact same thoughts while reading the book. I was thinking abt it the other day too cus I see a lot of comics where the Pines family interacts with Bill post Weirdmaggedon and as funny as a concept that is, all the Pines family HATTEESSS HIS ASS. Like at the end, they were all like dude if we see your ass again, we're fucking killing you. do not step foot back on earth.

but fords page like... idk, it gave off a different energy to me. I definitely do not think he would ever just forgive Bill, that much is apparent on how he treated him during Weirdmaggedon with absolutely no remorse or leeway. BUT.... Ford is a STUBBORN MAN. I mean come the fuck on, even after everything that happened, he was mad at Stan over his stupid fucking college. like no one give a fuck anymore dude you were in a portal for 30 years. but also yes hes not cruel; when Dipper fucked up and lost the rift and Mabel gave it away, he didnt get mad at either of them for a second because they admitted they were wrong snd knew it amd there was no changing it, and being harsh toward them wouldnt change the outcome. mistakes happen and ford knows that VERY very well. cus hes kinda fucking stupid sometimes. he believed and got tricked by bill so easily like oh brother

I think that if Bill ever comes back and is the first man to admit he was wrong in some way.... I think that Ford would be willing to hear him out. NOT forgive him and just let him back in his life, but he wouldnt just cast him away. Because he does have that morally grey area where he wants to learn and is curious, like Bill fucking died dude cmon. and also hes probably more confident that he could control him now.

and i think that would be a huge point of contention between Ford and the rest of the pines because all of the rest of them are pretty much morally sound. Even Stanley. As much as hes a con man, hes neverrrrr been a killer. and hes very loyal and true to what he cares abt.

Even when Ford was trying to get Dipper to stay in gravity falls, he was being fucked upppp man. its always pissed me off. Like he was getting this 12 year old in life or death situations where he DID almost die in front of him! it was horrible and stressful and traumatizing snd he was praising Dipper for it and telling him to not let his sister hold him back from greatness.

You can see a clear difference in the way that Stanley is towards the kids when the zombie karaoke thing happens. He tells them to get back and not fight and hide to be safe. Despite his flaws, hes much more morally sound AND stable than Ford imo

so i think that all of the pines would be so fucking ready to shoot bill into space and never see his ass again bc they dont care. they just think hes a joke. they dont lie awake at night thinking about him anymore because theyre confident they could defeat him again...

but.... i dont think ford could say the same. and i think that hed want to handle bill a lot differently, some shit like caging him in their basement so he could interrogate him and the rest of them would be ljke ?!?!?!? no?? we just want him gone where he cant hurt anyone.

Bro, what the fuck?

No wonder Bill fell hard and assumed that Ford would be into causing the apocalypse together with him. If my man Ford was dropping casual lines like these in Bill's presence, no wonder he would assume that this was a man made of co-galactic-chaos-god-king material.

I love how TBOB turned Ford's "I was an innocent and naive scientist tricked by a cruel master manipulator" into "Oh, he was definitely tempted to go down hand in unlovable hand!" Like yes, clearly he still has moral framework that Bill doesn't, but I'm sure that there are dark hours of the night where Ford almost wishes he didn't.

#billford #gravity falls #tbob spoilers #the book of bill

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sinnaminsuga · 4 years ago

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Title: Money Counter Part 2

Summary: Just the filthy continuation of the first part of this mess

Word Count: 2629

Warnings: smut, power struggle, slapping, choking, rough sex, a tad violent, a little blood, daddy!kink, i think that's it if i missed something let me know!

A/N: hello again! the beautiful @connieisland popped into my messages and inspired me to make a part 2 to my latest fic and this is what i came up with! feedback is appreciated! thank you for reading! ❤️

Link To Part 1: right here

Tags: @october505 @infinite-shite @hope-to-hell @inlovewithhisblueeyes @littlefreya @viking-raider @wolvesandhoundshowltogether @foodieforthoughts @raspberrydreamclouds @wendimydarling @oddsnendsfanfics @its--fandom--darling @the-soot-sprite @connieisland @feralrunaway @oddduckthatgirl

There was no mistaking the groan and shudder that ran through that dangerous man’s body when you spoke softly into his ear. “Now. Let's talk about your punishment for doubting me. You'll be a good boy for me, won't you darling?”

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Henry’s grip tightened on your waist. “I demand control in all aspects of my life. I don't give that up easily.” he growled.

“So I'll just take. What. I. Want.” you hissed, shoving him backwards swiftly, his broad back hitting the sturdy wood of the table with a muted thud. His eyes widened in surprise at the quick change of his position. Before he could really even adjust, you straddled his waist and leaned down to suckle at the soft tender skin of his neck. You wedged your hands between the already straining buttons of his dress shirt and pulled as hard as you could, sending the buttons flying in every direction. Henry groaned as your lips continued their assault down his now bare chest. You moved slowly and lapped at the skin above his waistband as your hands palmed at his solid length through his pants.

“Well fuck! Are you going to do something or what? I'm dying here!” He all but whined, hands scrabbling for purchase, meeting nothing but loose hundred dollar bills. You giggled to yourself as you fondled him, doing no more and no less than you had been. His hands crumpled the copious amounts of money and as he became frustrated with your lack of desire to do anything but fuck with him, he threw the cash as a feral scream tore from his throat.

Suddenly you were the one at a loss for words as your body was pulled up and flipped over onto your back, thrown into the position Henry was just in. Henry hovered above you, eyes frantically scanning your dress clad form. “Too much.” was all he ground out, not unlike a caveman, before using one hand to tear your dress right down the middle, and making quick work of your panties as well. “HENRY! Do you know how much that dress cost?!” You shrieked, slamming your fists into his chest.

He caught your flailing limbs and pinned them on either side of your head. “Don't care. Get you a new one later. Fuck baby, I can smell you. Like raspberries. And sugar.” Henry moaned lowly, running his nose along your jugular, sharp teeth grazing over your buzzing skin. You couldn't stop the shiver that wracked your body, your sensitive core pulsing around nothing.

“Needy little thing aren't you? You want me? Tell me you do. Because I want you. More than anything. Say you want me, want this, and I’ll take you to levels of ecstasy you’ve never even thought of. Would you like that?” Henry whispered, his knuckles running over your steadily weeping entrance. You whined out a “yes”, lifting your hips looking for friction.

As soon as he got your permission, Henry was on you, his thick strong tongue diving into your lush cavern. You fell victim to his honey coated tongue and soft hums rumbling from his chest. He repeatedly flicked his tongue over your sensitive clit with the vigor of a starving man, pulling sugar sweet moans from your throat. He used his thumbs to pull your folds apart and marvel at the depraved sight that was your aching cunt. You flinched a bit when you felt the pads of Henry’s fingers ghosting over your most sensitive place. He ran his fingers through the sticky sweet slick dripping from you, coating them thoroughly before raising them to his mouth and sucking them clean. The animalistic growl that tore its way out of him was something you’d never grow tired of hearing. When he sank his tongue back into you and curled it in such a way that it rubbed against that spongy flesh inside you, your hand flew to his thick mass of curls atop his head. You could feel him grin against your damp flesh before he lifted his gaze to meet yours.

“Come on sweetheart. Beg me for it. Beg me to cum.” He hissed with a grin. The smile on his face wavered just a fraction when he felt your sharp nails dig into his scalp, sending sparks of pain shooting down his spine.

Tightening your fist around the handful of his hair you had in your hand, you pulled his head up and met his eyes with fury burning in yours. “Fuck you. I don’t beg for a goddamn thing. Never have. Never will.” You ground out between your teeth. Never breaking eye contact with you, he huffed out a laugh and said “Then I guess, I'll just. Take. What. I. Want.”

With a speed you've never experienced, you were flipped over onto your stomach, breasts mashed against the now forgotten money. You attempted to push yourself up onto your forearms but Henry’s broad hand quickly shoved you back down. The lack of control agitated you and you turned as much as you could in his grasp, wriggling your way into a half turned position. Henry attempted to turn you back onto your front and your palm connected with his cheek with a resounding CRACK that echoed in the room.

The force of the slap you delivered had split his lower lip after it collided with his bottom teeth. Henry brought his thumb to his mouth to assess the wound, blood coating his fingertip. You raised an eyebrow at him as if to say “What are you going to do about it?”. A wicked grin split his face, baring his glittering white teeth to you. “Oh you little bitch! You asked for it.” Henry bellowed, his hands once again finding your waist and manhandling you to your front where he had you before. The only difference was his massive hand pressing the side of your face into the wood of the table.

The metal clanging of his belt coming undone sent your body into a frenzy, your pussy clamping down hard around nothing but air. The soft rustle of fabric being pulled down was followed by the sound Henry moaning just a bit as his hand made contact with his engorged manhood. You managed to turn your head under his hand just to get a glimpse of his glorious cock. You knew it would be massive, no one carried themselves around like Henry did if they weren't packing some serious heat.

His erection stood proudly at the apex of his thighs and you shuddered at what you saw next. He held his length out steady, and let a mouthful of spit pour out from between his pillowy lips to land directly onto his shaft. He wiped the excess drool from his mouth with the back of his hand before using it to pump himself, his own spit slicking the way. You keened, watching him intently. When he was ready, he leaned in close so his mouth was against the shell of your ear and his tip notched against your opening.

“I want to fuck you now. But I don't know if you deserve it. Submit to me, wildling,-” you stiffened beneath him, ready to fight him off again, but he continued speaking with his hushed tone. “-and I’ll make you touch the stars. It doesn't make you weak, to let someone else take care of you, you know. I know what you want, what you need, sweetheart but I need to hear you say it. Let me give it to you. Cmon baby.” he murmured.

You weren't ready to say anything just yet and he could tell, so he slowly slid the tip of himself into you, punching out a whimper from your chest. But then he stopped. No movement, nothing. “You can have the rest if you use your words, love. Cmon. Just say it. I gotta hear you say it. Please please please.” Henry rambled, his forehead pressed to the side of your head. Your cunt squeezed around what small piece of him had pushed inside of you, attempting to suck him in further. You burned with need, the ache almost becoming painful. You gritted your teeth, trying to wait him out for about another minute. Then you gave in, the need coursing through you taking over and making you a soft, pliant, whimpering mess. You fell limp against the table and tried to push back onto him.

“Oh god please! I cant take it anymore! I cant go another minute without you inside me! Please oh god please Henry please fuck me please I’m begging you!” you cried, begging was foreign to you and it caused shame and tears to soak your cheeks. Henry brushed your hair behind your ear as he tutted at you. “See? Was that so hard darling? I’ll give you what you need. Shhh don't cry. I'm gonna make it all better okay?” He cooed, lapping up the briney tears that streaked your face as he pushed into you. He bottomed out inside you and you howled with the feeling of being so complete. He pulled back and slammed into you again, his tip kissing your cervix.

“Jesus fucking christ woman you're so tight. Like a god damn virgin. You take me so well. Do you feel me? Here?” Henry splayed his massive hand over your lower stomach. You were unable to form coherent thoughts or words so you nodded as best you could. His palm once again slid up your back and sunk into the hair at the back of your head. He roughly yanked your head back causing you to gasp and sputter. “I'm going to fuck you like an animal. I’m not going to be nice and i'm not going to be gentle but that's what you want isn't it?” Henry spat, his hips beginning to piston his cock in and out of you at a rapid pace. He kept spewing filth into your ear as he moved in and out of you, grinding your clit against the table causing the most delicious sensation that teetered on the razor thin edge of pleasure and pain.

“I’m going to fill you up over and over and over again until your hungry little hole is spilling over with my cum. I want to see it drip out of you. Maybe I’ll give you a baby, would you like that, little one? Yeah I want to see you round with my child.” Henry spewed his heated words as his heavy length plundered your channel. Your walls squeezed him, attempting to force him out but also suck him back in at the same time. Your body moved against the table but your brain was mush. He hooked his hand under your left knee and pulled your leg up to rest on the table, opening you further. He tipped his hips at just the right angle, hitting that spot inside you causing you to scream out.

“Oh god yes Daddy!” rolled off your lips and you felt Henry’s rhythm falter.

“Oh sweetheart, I could get used to that. Say it again. Let me hear you.” he moaned.

“Fuck me Daddy! P-please! I-i need to c-cum!” you whined, pathetic and broken. Henry stopped moving for just long enough to gently turn you over onto your back, never slipping out of you. He picked up his pace once again before answering.

“Go ahead pretty girl. Cum on my cock. Yeahhhh just like that baby. Fuck! You're squeezing me so tight” he snarled, massive hands tightening and bruising your waist. You felt the coil in the pit of your stomach snap as you came around him, sparks of unbelievable pleasure shooting up your spine and radiating out to the tips of your fingers. Bliss took over your body and a strangled cry clawed it's way up your throat and out into the hot air between you two.

Henry kept fucking into you as you rode out the aftershocks of your orgasm, drawing little “Ah!” sounds from your sweet mouth. He halted his movements long enough to lift your naked form into his arms to continue fucking you while in the air. You noted the fact that you were moving around the room but you didn't know where and to be honest you didn't really care as most of your attention was firmly focused on the slick rod impaling you repeatedly. Suddenly your back met the wood of the door and Henry’s right hand snaked it's way up and settled around your vulnerable throat, applying a good amount of pressure.

“Cmon baby give me another one. I know you can. Give it to me. Give it to Daddy, yeah?” Henry barked through clamped teeth, hammering up into you harder and harder with every thrust. His hand on your throat tightened, limiting your speech. That hand left your neck and weaseled it's way between your bodies to rub fast tight little circles over your clit causing you to gasp. Henry rushed forward and licked into your open mouth and your hands flew to his shoulders, sinking your nails into the supple flesh. Neither of you realized how hard he was railing you against the door until you heard the splintering of wood and the crash of metal as the locking mechanism in the door gave way at the same time that you came around his throbbing length once again. There was now a hole in the door but neither of you gave a fuck. Henry pulled you tight against his chest and continued to piston in and out of you at a near punishing pace, now chasing his own high.

“Fuck! I-i’m gonna cum sweetheart. I’m gonna cum inside you. Fill you up real good. Put a baby in you. God fuc- shit! Oh my god!” Henry roared and thrashed like an animal as he shot deep inside you, soothing your aching womb with his seed.

He lowered you both to the ground so you were straddling his lap, still full of him. You rested your head on his shoulder, the both of you panting desperately attempting to fill your lungs with the sex-thick air. Henry's fingers danced up your spine as you relaxed against him.

“We made quite the mess, young lady.” he mumbled, nudging you to turn your head and look. The money you had been tasked with counting now littered the entire room, your supplies for banding the stacks of cash strewn about the floor.

“Yes I suppose we did. Wanna make another one?” You snickered, tightening your walls around his softening length inside you. He let out a low hiss before delivering a light snack to your ass.

“Let me get you to my bedroom first, you heathen.” Henry remarked with a grin as he planted a kiss on your shoulder. “Well cmon then Daddy. Show me what else you got.” You giggled with your hands on either side of his face.

Henry’s broad frame shook with his laughter before he looked you in the eyes, his glinting with mischief. His tongue ran up the column of your throat, lapping up the salty sweat glistening on your skin before whispering “Oh I’ll show you what I’ve got darling. Don't you worry.”

Your response died on your lips as his teeth sank into the meat of your shoulder. This man had ruined you for anyone else. And you couldn't find it in yourself to even pretend to be mad about it.

THE END

#henry cavill #the cavillry #henry x reader #henry cavill smut

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beebubb · 3 years ago

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Amari and William grossman friendship headcanons

They met at the institution. They were assigned partners for a project. Amari was always really serious so will didn't really talk to her sense she always seemed pissed off or just had a "done with your shit" expression

They lived in the same apartment. They were just 3 doors apart

How did the friendship start though?

It was the day to pay rent and hookman was threatening will and LJ again.

Amari was used to it but, hookman was being more of an asshole than usual and saying he was gonna evict them. So she stepped in

"um Mr. Landlord sir, i'll be paying for their rent this time. They helped me pay off a medical bill, that's why they don't have money right now.

She just lied so he would leave them alone. I mean, will wasn't a complete stranger to her so she kinda knew him, so she didn't mind paying this one time for their rent

Hookman didn't completely believe It sense, they barely had money to pay rent so how would they pay a medical bill? But he didn't care much, all he wanted was his rent money

Once she payed him both will's rent and her own, he finally went away

Will was actually kind of embarrassed to have one of his classmates pay for his rent but he was thankful

"thank you so much! You saved our asses!"

"it's no problem"

Will wanted to thank her and do something in return, so him and LJ invited her to the pub

Will: let's go for some drinks!

LJ: our treat!

Amari: no it's OK, besides I'm not much of a drinker

Will: but you payed for our rent! It's the least I can do!

Amari didn't really feel like going out but will was persistent, so she ended up going.

Will and LJ were well know in the pub but she noticed a lot of all the hate LJ would get, and all the annoyed looks and sighs they gave will

She didn't really get why. I mean, she had a lot of fun with the two of them. Yeah they would laugh a bit loudly at their jokes when they got a bit tipsy but they were really nice.

Drinking together and being partners for class became more usual for Will and amari and ended up being friends.

Amari was used to being alone in her apartment either doing school work or doing proxy work (she was lucky enough to be accepted early as a slenderman apprentice)

But with will, her days became more fun and even more tolerable

If you know her back story, you know will wasn't at all the type of person her family wanted amari to be friends with. But amari didn't really care. She was tierd of being the rich "perfect" girl most of her life. She wanted to actually get to choose her friends and have actual fun. So she didn't care if others thought will was annoying or obnoxious, she liked him and that's all the mattered.

She loved will's crackhead energy. All the things he did never failed to make her laugh

Will encouraged her to do the same things as him and it took a bit of convincing but she gave in

So after she got used to always joining Will, you could always find them doing shit like this

Though what really sealed their friendship was when amari told will about her past

It all happened when they were hanging out at will's apartment

LJ: hey amari, why exactly did you come here to the underworld? From what you've told us, your life seemed pretty good!

Will: yeah! I mean you were rich! I would have loved living in a huge house and wearing designer clothes like you!

Amari: trust me, you live better than me, you wouldn't want what I have...

Will: why not?

Amari: it's just that... My family life was complicated

Will: why though? If you don't wanna tell us it's fine though!

Amari: it's just....

Remembering her family made her feel so angry so she immediately started ranting

Amari: I just HATED my fucking family! Nothing I ever did was Good for them! It was always amari do this, amari do that, I could never do anything I wanted! Or you can't be friends with her! She's poor! Or, you can't be friends with that boy! he's stupid! I always did everything they told me to! I was the top of my class, I learned to play "fancy" Instruments, took AP classes, didn't have any friends that weren't "up to my level" but yet it was never good enough! I was stuck in that damn house full of arrogant assholes!!

Will: holy shit... Amari I didn't know you ran away because of that! Your family was horrible!

Amari: I didn't run away because of that!

Will: then why?

Amari: it was because I killed this girl named katlyn....i just... hated her so much! My whole life I tried to make my damn family happy, but she just came along and they preferred her over me! They thought she was better than me just because she was a top student and always said "amari be more like katlyn!" I just hated her for that! She never struggled like I did! That's why I fucking killed her! I was so tierd of seeing her everyday just to remind me that I was nothing like her....

Will: was she an asshole to you too?

Amari: not... Really... She was actually really nice to me and even said she admired me... That's why I used that to have the advantage to get rid of her.... I made her believe I was her friend so she would trust me, and once she did, I killed her........

Will was shocked. he wasn't that surprised cause, who was he to judge anyways? He literally came to the underworld to kill

But amari stayed quiet while deep in thought and that's when she realized.

She was blinded by her own anger that she basically killed her very first friend

She had never thought about it untill now

Katlyn was nothing but nice to her. Yet she killed her. And that's when she realized that she always complained about her family being arrogant and narcissistic, yet she wasn't any better than them

The first time she killed her, she felt in control, something she never felt, that's why she enjoyed it so much, but now, she just felt so bad for it. She was no better than her family, she was so angry at herself that she didn't even know what to say anymore and just felt her eyes fill with tears

Will: ! Y-you don't need to cry!

Amari: I had no reason to kill her! Oh God... I....i made a mistake.... I'm a horrible person...I shouldn't have killed her! I'm no better than my damn family...

She just covered her face and let the tears run down

LJ just frowned but tried to comfort her

LJ: cmon kid don't say that! You are nothing like them!

Will: yeah! Maybe what you did wasn't exactly right but...it doesn't mean you're a bad person!

Amari: but I killed my only friend...

Will: not exactly! you have us! Maybe your friendship with katlyn didn't end well but, you're here now! You can start fresh! We'll be your friends!

LJ: yeah! And we're not saying that just because you payed our rent!

Amari smiled and chuckled a bit at LJ's remark

She felt accepted with them. Which was definetly something new.

But she loved it. Will was right, she had a new life in the underworld, and she could start fresh with actual friends

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Pairing: Teacher!Chris EvansxBlack Reader

⚠️: None, all fluff💕!

You weren’t quite sure what to expect when your best friend called needing you to fill in for her at the monthly parent teacher conference. Ronan wasn’t a bad kid by any means, so you doubt that it was about him being disruptive or getting into a fight. Then again, like any 10 year old boy, he could have his moments, bringing you back to square one wondering what would be discussed at this meeting.

Reaching the wooden door, you turn the handle revealing a childlike, decorated classroom brightly lit from the remaining sun shining outside before it was due to set. Various drawings from stick figures to flowers littered the walls along with scholastic posters showing the water cycle and how to use the infamous PEMDAS, just to name a few. There were also posters of superheroes and even some of puppies that made you softly smile.

“Auntie Y/N!,” Ronan smiles hopping up from his desk to hug your legs. “Mom’s not coming?”

“Not this time, she had to work late. Now what did you do that we have to have this meeting?,” you ask eyeing him suspiciously making Ronan giggle.

“Nothing bestest auntie.”

“Bestest auntie? Now I know you definitely did something,” you respond tickling his sides.

“Hi! You must be Ronan’s godmother.” Red plaid button up hanging over his dark jeans, a man who you assume to be Ronan’s teacher emerges from his office with black frames resting on his cheeks and impeccably clean white sneakers on his feet. His gold pendant gleaming in the light only brings more attention to his broad chest, and rolled up sleeves display his muscular arms. “I’m his teacher Mr. Evans.”

His hand envelopes yours in softness and warmth as he greets you with a handshake. The bright smile on his lips not only captures you, but somehow brings comfort even though you only just met. Ronan had told countless stories of his favorite teacher, Mr. Evans, and how he was so cool, funny, and smart.

The figure standing in front of you now compared to who you envisioned then, though, was definitely not the same.

“Nice to meet you, I’m Y/N,” you smile back. “Nina apologizes again for not being able to make it.”

“She doesn’t have to apologize, I completely understand. Please have a seat at my desk and we can get started.” Pulling up one of the bigger chairs for you as Ronan gets one of the student chairs for himself, you both sit in front of the mahogany desk soon meeting with his welcoming blue eyes.

“Is everything okay with Ronan? He hasn’t been any trouble has he?”

“No! No, behavior wise Ronan’s one of the best in my class! He’s polite, always tries to help out, follows the rules.”

“That’s great!,” you smile lightly nudging his arm making him shyly look down to his feet. “And what about his work?”

“For the most part it’s good, but that’s the main thing I wanted to discuss. In his other subjects, Ronan completes his assignments with no problems and participates in our class discussions answering every question I give him. However, I’ve noticed with science he struggles a bit and will kinda close off, not even wanting to try when he doesn’t understand something.”

“Why don’t you ask for help Ro? That’s part of the reason your teacher’s here.”

“I know, but I want to try to figure it out on my own. By then, everyone’s moved on though so then I can’t catch up.”

“Well that’s when you ask for help. And if you don’t want to ask in front of everybody ask after school or during downtime. Or you can always ask me or your mom. Does she already know about his science grades?,” you ask looking back at his teacher who was lightly scratching his thick beard.

“That’s um the other thing I wanted to discuss...”

“Mr. Evansss,” Ronan whines attempting to talk in a hushed tone clearly forgetting you were sat right next to him and could hear every word. “You said you wouldn’t tell.”

“I said I wouldn’t tell your mom bud, not your godmom,” he replies in the same hushed tone nearly making you laugh from their interaction. “If any of the kids have a C or lower, I make a note on their progress report or report card and they have to give it back to me signed. The last report card and past two progress reports Ronan brought them back signed and everything was fine. I ran into his mom at the store one day and she asked why did we switch to having grades online rather than physically handing them out, which confused me until I put it together and realized someone had been forging his mom’s signature.”

“Ronan Michael..”

“You do it all the time though auntie!”

“Yea to send off bills your mom may forget to sign or to get packages for you guys, which she knows about me doing! You signing for your grades is definitely not the same and wrong Ronan, you know that.”

Guilt apparent from his deep brown eyes to his pouted lips, he lightly swings his legs back and forth with hands placed under his thighs. “I was gonna bring my grade up so then I wouldn’t have to do it anymore and then mom wouldn’t know. No harm done.”

“While that’s a nice plan, you still weren’t getting any help though. So what would’ve happened if your grade didn’t get better?”

“....I uh didn’t really think that far ahead,” he answers shrugging his shoulders.

“Okay well since we don’t have a plan for that, here’s what I think. Everyday after school, you meet with Mr. Evans to go over your science lesson and do that until your grades get better and stay that way,” you suggest before once again meeting the soft eyes of his teacher. “But what do you say Mr. Evans? I don’t want to take away from your personal time or home life.”

“I don’t have a problem with it. Plus it’s just me and my dog, who I’m sure wouldn’t mind me not being there to annoy him,” he lightly chuckles making you smile. “And in fact, you and Nina are both welcome in to hear how it’s going so you don’t have to wait outside for him.”

“Thanks, I’ll be sure to let her know. Mostly it’ll be her coming, but the days she can’t make it I’ll be here.”

“Sounds good,” he smiles drumming his fingers on the desk. “Well that was pretty much everything I wanted to discuss. Do you have any questions for me?”

“No, at least not right now.” Scribbling his information down, he peels off the sticky note containing his number and email address before handing it to you.

“If anything comes up just give me a call, or you can email me. I usually respond back the same day if I have time.”

“Thanks, I could’ve gotten all this from Nina though. You didn’t have to waste a stick note on me.”

“Um right,” he sheepishly states, cheeks turning a light pink as he nervously chuckles to himself. “Well one less step then.”

Looking between both your laughing faces, Ronan wasn’t quite sure what was going on between his favorite teacher and bestest aunt, but he didn’t like it.

The weeks that followed, he met with Mr. Evans as he was told usually being joined by his mother who would sit beside him making sure he really understood what was being taught. You would show up sometimes also sitting next to him making sure he got everything, but he couldn’t help but notice Mr. Evans smile a little brighter when you walked in the room. Similar to how he would get excited when his mom would say they were having pizza for dinner. And he was more talkative too, asking about her day which would eventually turn into a random conversation about things they liked or some other topic.

“So, um we’re having a field trip to the planetarium next week and I was wondering if you wanted to come along?,” he asked one day trying to be quiet as Ronan answered his last couple questions.

“To chaperone? I’d love to help out but honestly if I have to look after more than five kids, it’s gonna be a disaster,” you answer making him laugh.

“You don’t have to worry, on paper yea you’re a chaperone but really you’ll just be with me. And since we’re not having class after and the kids can go home as soon as we get back, I was thinking we could go grab dinner at that place I was telling you about.”

You tried to hide your face so he wouldn’t see the giddy smile forming on your lips, but from his own deep chuckle and his fingers briefly grazing yours resting on the table you knew you weren’t quick enough.

“I’m hoping that smile means yes?,” he whispers.

“Done!,” Ronan interrupts before you can answer, quickly gathering his backpack before pulling your hand. “Cmon auntie I’m starving.”

“Hold on Ro, we have to see if your answers are right first then we can leave,” you giggle.

“But I know it’s right! I’ve been doing really well, even Mr. Evans will tell you.”

“Yep everything’s right, and that is true he is doing much better.”

“See? Now time for food! Bye Mr. Evans!,” Ronan rushes pulling you behind him.

“Bye Ronan,” he chuckles before looking at you. “I’ll see you next week?”

“Yea, I’ll let you know if anything changes though.” With a final wave, you feel your heart swell with excitement for your upcoming date as you walk down the hall. Ronan, on the other hand, hoped for anything to stop you from going with his teacher next week.

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“Hey what’s up with your godmom and Mr. Evans?,” Sarah, one of friends, asks as they watch the two giggle while going over the constellation map shining on the wall.

After getting all the students organized in their groups with their chaperones, and saying everything he needed to, the both of you had been connected at the hip walking around and exploring everything the exhibits had to offer. Ronan wanted nothing more than to go home so he wouldn’t have to see you two together.

“Nothing.”

“Because they look at each other the way my parents do. All lovey dovey and cutesy like.”

“They’re just friends,” he answers, a little annoyed by everything going on around him.

“Well if they do get together,” Zach, his other friend begins, “say bye to your aunt.”

“Say goodbye?”

“Yea. It’s like with my older brother, he got a girlfriend and now I barely see him.”

“Ooh and if Mr. Evans becomes your uncle, he’s gonna be tougher on you,” Sarah adds. “My grandma was my mom’s teacher and she said she was so hard on her she couldn’t even make a B and if she did, she got in trouble.”

Ronan knew his teacher and he’d never do that. He was like a friend and friend’s wouldn’t be mean to each other. Plus his godmother would never let him treat her precious godson that way. Watching the two of you walk to another exhibit, he began to think though, what if you forgot all about him now that you had Mr. Evans?

What if his friends were right and you dating him caused all these bad things to happen? He didn’t know how he would do it, but he had to stop this quick before things got worse.

———

“Did you know Jupiter is so big, 1000 Earth’s can fit in it?,” Chris asks as you both walk through the life size replica of the solar system.

“No, I didn’t know that.”

“And the sun makes up 99% of the solar system’s mass, which is crazy since what can be seen in the sky is just a small dot. And although we know about our own galaxy, there are so many more we’ve discovered, and have yet to, possibly with various planets of their own that have their own unique properties, which just astounds me and-.”

Hearing your slight giggle, he turns to see your brown eyes on him now realizing how you probably felt like you were back in elementary school yourself from his information dump.

“S-sorry about the rambling. I know it’s probably boring, and I’ve been told I really need to stop-.”

“Don’t be sorry, it’s not boring at all! I’d actually like it if you keep going,” you shyly smile holding onto his hand. Thumb rubbing against the back of your hand, he slowly steps closer to you stopping inches from your chests being pressed together.

“Okay well let’s see. Both Neptune and Uranus have rain storms of solid diamonds. And while I’m sure that would be a beautiful sight, it’s nothing compared to what’s in front of me right now.”

Before you can speak, you both hear approaching small footsteps making you separate to find Ronan grabbing his stomach as if he was in pain.

“Ro you okay? Why are you holding your stomach?,” you ask walking up to him with Chris following close behind.

“No, it hurts auntie. I think I need to go home.”

“Well the bus is our ride back, do you think you can hold on until it’s time for everyone to go?”

“No, I think I need to go now,” he groans rubbing his stomach.

“Alright, let me call your mom and see if she’ll come get you.”

“I want you to come too though,” he whines hugging your mid section as you dial your friend’s number.

“Ro your mom can handle it. I’ll come by and check on you later though okay?”

“No, you have to leave when I do!,” he protests hiding his face in your abdomen as you rub his back confused by his outburst and sudden clinginess.

Clearly something else was going on here besides an upset stomach.

“Hey, can you give us a minute?,” you ask Chris, to which he nods his head giving you a sympathetic smile.

“I’ll be outside if you guys need me.” Sneakers squeaking against the tile floor, you wait until he leaves before squatting down to meet Ronan’s red eyes and tear stained cheeks.

“What’s really going on Ro? Is somebody bothering you?,” you ask wiping his tears.

“Yea, Mr. Evans.”

“How is he bothering you?”

“Because he’s gonna take you away and we’re never gonna see each other again. Then he’s gonna be mean to me for making less than an A and-,”

“Whoa whoa where is all this coming from?”

“Well...i-it’s what my friends said,” he responds making you softly laugh.

“Honey no one will EVER take me away from you. Not Mr. Evans or any other guy that may come along. And your teacher would never be rude to you like that, he cares about all of you guys and just wants to make sure you do your best. Look how much he helped you get your science grade back up.”

“Yea but that’s before you get married and he changes,” he sniffles.

“What all do these kids talk about?,” you wonder as you shake your head. “Buddy I can promise you marriage is definitely a far far FAR off topic that isn’t in sight anytime soon,” you softly smile. “But from what I’ve seen, even if we did get married, he would still be that fun teacher you always say is your favorite. You don’t need to worry about that though okay? You keep focusing on being the funny, smart, amazing kid I know and love.”

“Okay, and you promise nothing’s gonna change?,” he asks with those big brown eyes that could turn stone into the softest powder.

“I promise with every breath in my body.” Hugging him close, he giggles as you repeatedly kiss his cheeks squeezing him tight.

“Auntie I can’t breathe!”

“Too bad because I’m not letting you go,” you both laugh as you hug each other.

“Hey they’re about to start loading up the buses soon so we can go back to school,” Chris says walking up to the both of you. “Your stomach still hurt Ronan?”

“No, it’s better now. Just a false alarm.”

“That’s good, if it starts again though let one of us know and we’ll call your mom okay?”

“Okay,” he smiles up at the much taller man. “Um Mr. Evans?”

“Yea bud?”

“It’s okay if you and my auntie like each other. I’m fine with it now.”

“Oh, um, well thank you for your blessing,” he chuckles looking at you softly laughing yourself.

Proudly nodding once, he walks to the door with you and Chris not that far behind.

“What was that about?,” he asks still amused by what he just witnessed.

“I’ll tell you later,” you giggle joining hands as you both walk out side by side.

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avungerthatgotaway · 4 years ago

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Till we ain't strangers anymore (Part 2)

Heey pplz! Here is part 2! How do you like this so far? If you didn't read previous stuff, you can find prologue and part 1 there.

Summary: after "the blip" avengers are on the different sides of world. But 2 of them stay together. Y/N Y/L/N and Clint Barton's families are gone, but they found each other. They have nothing except of the little family of 2.

Warnings: mentions of murder and gunshot

Pairing: Clint x teen!reader (not romantical, more like father daughter)

Genre: angst/fluff

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"Just do it!" I heard Clint shouting. I couldn't. I got shot.

Clint and I are in Japan now. Ronins. We are currently on a mission. I was too aftaid the guy will harm Clint, so I took matter in my own hands. I shouted at him, hoping to draw his attention. Which happened. Oops. A guy aimed his gun at me, and I could've shot him. But I don't want to murder people. I mean, it was different story with avengers. I never killed people, I only beat them up to unconciousness. Or if they are robots I didn't have problems with destroying those. I'd kill Thanos, for crying out loud! But this is different. I got shot in stomach, and I fell down, loosing a lot of blood. I felt weak and sad because I let Clint down again. Guy escaped. My vision was blurry, but I saw him. And I saw Clint coming closer to me.

"N/N, kiddo cmon. Stay awake for me, please"

We came home (another wooden shack, it wasn't different than the last one, we wanted to save as much money as possible this time) and Clint immidiately went for supplies to treat my wound. I lifted up my shirt a little, just so he could remove a bullet and patch up a wound. As an agent, he knew how to do this stuff. It hurt, but I didn't say a word. I felt as I was just barely awake.

After he did it, he carried me to my couch, and combed my hair with his fingers gently "Get some rest now kiddo. But we will talk about this later."

My emotions were a mess, but I was so weak at that moment, I imidiately fell asleep.

I was woken up the next morning by heavy footsteps rumaging through the kitchen. I slowly open my eyes and see Clint trying to be quiet, but failing miserably. This brings a smile to my face, something I haven't done in a while. But smile immidiately disappears when I remember yesterday's events. And Clint said we will "talk about it". Marvellous. I still felt pain from my wound, and I groan in annoyance. Of course, it alarms da-CLINT!! that I woke up.

He comes slowly to my couch, and gently strokes my cheek.

"Morning sweetie, do you feel any better?" he asked, eyes full of concern. But I knew he was still angry. Not because I didn't kill that man, but because I risked my life, knowing I won't kill anyone, not even from self-defence.

"I'm better." I lied. But my weak expression gave me away.

"Yea, right you are." Clint said sarcastically. He brought me sandwich and a cup of tea. I ate in silence and he just watched me, looking for any signs that I'm not feeling good. After I'm done, I see that it's time to talk. Oh no.

"Listen, Y/N. I already told you this, but you obviously didn't get me seriously. If you can't handle this stuff, you don't have to go to missions. I will go myself, or I'll work more. It's not a bother, I don't want you to feel uncomfortable, or to get killed because you don't want to kill anyone." "No, Clint-" "Let me finish!" he slightly raised his voice, which he didn't usually so I did shut up. "I don't like this job, but it pays the bills okay? But You don't have to do this, kid. You can stay here. And I'm so disappointed in you for what you did yesterday. You got shot. Thank God you didn't get killed. And just because of your stupid ignorance!" he was just getting louder and louder. I had tears in my eyes by this point. Back before blip, I never cried. But he just didn't understand me! He was ranting about how irresponsible I was, and I felt anger welling up in me. "But you don't understand me!" I yelled "If something happened to you yesterday I couldn't live with it! It would be because of me! Because we're doing this for MY academy! That's why I go with you! I have to help too! I have to PROTECT you! I COULDN'T BARE LOOSING YOU DAD!"

The moment words left my mouth, my eyes widened and I covered my mouth with hand. I looked at him like that, and he was shocked. Oh my, I pray he doesn't hate me now. I felt so embarrased. I mean these 3 long years were quite a bonding time for us, but "dad"!?! What the fawk, even Parker never said that to Tony, and he was far more emotional than I am.

Then he did the most unexpected thing. He started going towards me, and I started backing away, unsure why.

"What did you just say?" he asked, face unreadable.

"I-I am so sorry. I don't know what happened, please don't--" I didn't get to say the rest before I felt two strong arms enveloping me in a hug. His fingers stroked my hair gently and I closed my eyes. We were in silence, only noise coming from my quiet sobs. But his scent and him combing my hair slowly calmed me down. My sobs became hiccups, and then I totally stopped crying. I still didn't know if he is creeped out by me. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry" I just whispered a thousand times in the hug.

"Shhh kiddo, it's nothing to apologise for. It's not a bad thing. Do you really see me as a father figure?" he asked.

Well, I don't see the point of lying now.

"Yes" I said quietly looking to he ground. I was ashamed. I was 16 not 6 years old. I didn't need a parent figure. Or at least I didn't want anyone to know about it. I felt his fingers lifting up my chin, so I'd look at him.

"Hey, hey Muffin don't be ashamed. I'm actually really happy if you think so. I do think of you as my own kid for a long time now. But I didn't want you to be creeped out or anything, so I didn't say it." he addmited.

"What, really?" I was stunned. I knew he cared about me, but he tought of me as his kid?

"Yes. And if you want to call me dad, you can. It's okay with me, I'd be happy."

I was so happy to hear this. To know that I'm really wanted. I hugged my dad, which by the way sounds so good to say. "Thank you. Thank you for everything you do for me."

He kissed the top of my head, and I heard him say "No need to thank me baby. I'm so thankful to have you in my life. I love you kiddo."

"I love you too dad."

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A/N: I accidentally posted the request before I finished LOL. So I don’t know much about Tsundere relationships, but I did some reading on it just before I started writing and I hope I did the request some justice! Also I’m literally Kankuros bitch <3

Ps, I’m sorry I didn’t put a keep reading thingy idk how to do it on mobile and my trash laptop is broken 😭😭

Also I didnt include tobirama bc I absolutely hated how his turned out and I had to delete it im sorry 😖

✎ Tsundere relationship! (Hidan, Kank, Naruto)

Kankurō

Ahh, where to start? I think you’ll meet on a mission co partnered with the Leaf...

You and Shikamaru are sent to assist the Sand on a mission. Now, we already know Kankurō is a bit of a sassy mf when it comes to the Leaf like I think he whole heartedly believes the Sand is superior and you also have those feelings about your own village... So there’s an instant dislike for one another. Kinda like an instant rivalry.

Literally the first thing you say to him is “So, the Sand can’t take care of their own missions?” And that sets Kankurō off, “What, how dare you- ack! Temari, that hurt! I’m not gonna let her walk all over us like that, I’ll fight you right now you Leaf Village bi- ow! Temari!” Shikamaru has to hold you back LMFAOO you’re ready to throw hands “Huh, what’s that? Sounds like you’re really determined for me to kick your ass?” He lowkey liked when you said that to him lol.

Anyways, the two of you are bickering the whole entire way to the missions destination. You’ll tease eachother about anything and everything you can. So, once you find out about his puppet master jutsu its only natural that you fall on the floor with laughter. Like full on tears and strangled breathing. Now this is something you can really tease him about.

“What! You still play with dolls? I bet you have little sleep over parties with them and do their hair-“

You’re cut off because he tries to trap you in the Ant. Temari has to strangle him and force him to let you out. You’re lucky he didn’t iron maiden your ass LMFAOO.

This is the kind of the energy you guys carry whenever you see eachother from now on. He’ll see you more often too because you carry out a lot of Leaf and Sand allied missions and duties. Rip to anyone who gets put on a mission with you two tbh.

But on one particularly hard mission it ends up down to the two of you fighting off like 10 enemies. He’s trying to focus on fighting them, but he can’t stop thinking about if you’re okay. His distractedness earns him a particularly hard blow.

You end up having to fight off the remaining enemies yourself, all the while protecting him. The last thing he remembers is you screaming his name when he gets hit and the fear that was in your eyes at seeming him like that. It slowly turns to anger and then you kick the bad guys asses. He’s like half conscious but is laying there like: whatta bad bitch. Then he passes out.

Starts to really admire you after that and his comments aren’t as snarky when he sees you next. It’s more like little jabs and teases because that’s how he shows his affection, but they were no longer the hardcore roasts he’d dish out before. You probably stop flaming his ass too because let’s be real here; you’ve both obviously been attracted to each other from the start you just didn’t want to admit it.

Like cmon, he didn’t wait for you at the gates every single time he knew you were visiting just to insult you first. No. He came there to see your cute ass first!!Same goes for you, like you didn’t take all the missions to the Sand for nothing. You came there to see your fav hot headed puppet master.

He’ll ask you out a few months later, when you end up at the Sand again. Probably takes you to dinner before going back to his place. I 100% see him showing you his puppets and this time you’ll actually show your interest and not just tease him lol. Probably ends up making out with you on his workbench. Ok that’s all.

Naruto

You meet eachother for the first time at Ichirakus. Second to Naruto, you actually bring in the most cash for the place. So it’s surprising you two had never met each other before.

Until now of course. He’s just gotten back from a long mission and he’s dying for some ramen. He strolls right in and orders a miso pork ramen, but the old man tells him there’s no more pork left.

Probably flips his shit like who tf ate it all?? Then the old man points at you. You’re sitting there chowing down you’re literal 15th bowl, the giant stack of empty bowls next to you proving it. You watch the blondie charge right at you while you eat the last miso pork bowl of ramen for the day.

You put the bowl down and wipe your face just as he stops right infront of you, very close to your face. You can see the anger in his eyes, but you are not giving up. Also, the guy looks sorta comical so you basically laugh in his face which gets him more worked up.

“What are you laughing about? You just ate all of old mans pork for the day!! That last bowl is mine, believe it!” Once again you laugh in his face because you just can’t help yourself. Probably end up fist fighting eachother on the spot. Neither of you win because one of you ends up smashing into the bowl, sending it flying right at the old man. He kicks you both out, right after you pay your tab of course.

This arises a competition of who will eat all the miso pork ramen first, it goes on for a good few months. Ichirakus is swimming in your money now. Until one day, when you two arrive at Ichirakus at the same time. You basically have a show down. Unfortunately both your wallets are cleaned out and you can’t even pay off your bills anymore so you’re now indebted to the ramen place.

Narutos mission money won’t even cut it anymore and you can’t pay your debt off either. So you both have to get a job doing Ichirakus dishes until you can pay your debt off.

At first you two wanna strangle each other everytime youre in each others line of sight. But slowly — veryyyy slowly, you start to bond over your love for ramen. Like you can probably sniff the bowls before you clean them and tell instantly what ramen was eaten out of it.

You discover you both have the same favourite instant ramen, the same favourite Ichirakus order, etc... Then before you know it you actually start dating. Nobody knows how it happened because you were rivals for a good couple of months, but now all the sudden your holding hands while and eating ramen together peacefully. Mind blown.

Hidan

You’re a brand new Akatsuki member and you’re cute. Really cute. Not only was Deidara drooling over you too, Kakuzu just asked to file your taxes. Do you even do taxes? You’re a rouge ninja. Anyways, Hidan is so sure that Jashin would love to have you.

You two start taking to eachother and actually getting along pretty well, until he mentions Jashin. You shut him down so quickly after that. Like you’re not interested in his fake God, no matter how cute he is.

From then on he tries to ignore you or is just super petty towards you all the time. Like you just got back from a failed mission with your Akatsuki partner and he’s at the hideout mocking you like “if you prayed to Jashin with me this wouldn’t have happened.”

Literally so fucking petty.

Anytime you suggest an idea to the Akatsuki he immediately tears it down. It doesn’t really matter when he does though because nobody really listens to Hidan anyways, it’s just annoying.

You two get put on a mission together one day because Kakuzu has some important money buisness to take care of. Hidans so pissy about it, “oh come on! Out of everybody you picked y/n? She doesn’t even respect my religion, how are we supposed to work together!?” Kakuzu just looks at him and is like “Hidan, I don’t care about Jashin either.”

Butthurt the whole journey. If you guys get bombarded or run into trouble he probably doesn’t even bother backing you up. If anything he tries to feed you to them LMFAOOO. Such a jerk.

Then, once he thinks that all the bad guys are gone he turns to you all confidently because you got your ass whooped and he’s like “see, I bet if you prayed to Jashin you wouldn’t be injured this bad-“

An enemy just stabbed him right through the chest and he watches the look of shock on your face. That’s when he gets an idea. He falls on the floor super fucking dramatically and you have to take the last guy down for him.

Then you kneel next to him and cradle his body because yes he was such a petty bitch but he actually started to grow on you. So you cry and in this distressed moment you probably even attempted to pray to Jashin because you’re desperate as fuck.

This bitch really makes his eyes flutter open and is like; “y/n?” Really fucking plays off that he was unconscious, “Jashin... Jashin saved me.”

Your ass just got clowned but I mean you believe it because like he just got stabbed right through the heart. Even immortal people should die if they were stabbed in the heart, right? It seemed like it was the case.

So yah he basically just emotionally manipulated you into being semi interested in his religion.

Then he stops being petty with you and probably asks you to sleep with him as an offering to Jashin. “It’s only fitting! He just saved my life afterall.”

Literal definition of a sleeze bag <3

#naruto shippuden #naruto #naruto headcanons #naruto imagines #naruto x reader #hidan x reader #kankuro #hidan headcanons #anime headcanons

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princezukohere · 4 years ago

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Selfish R.C

okokok so I’m kind of nervous, it’s been awhile since i’ve really wrote stories so this could be shit but I was at work and the song Selfish by Madison Beer played in my headset and I got this idea and I spent the last two hours writing and rewriting.

No warnings really, cursing, I probably have typos that I didn’t catch it’s 1am where I am and I am a tired girl but I wanted to post this now instead of waiting so I hope who ever reads this enjoys!

Rafe Cameron X Reader

(y/n) = your name

angst filled, one fluff moment

My requests are open, I do not do domestic violence, I do not write rape/sexual assault/self harm, I can imply it but I will not write it.

Rafe being an addict, no inclusion of his family or the pogues

Two years were being washed down the drain, you had finally decided to walk away and it was the most heartbreaking thing you could’ve done, no the most heartbreaking thing you could’ve done was sit and watched the boy you loved continiously treat you like shit while he threw his life down the drain. Rafe Cameron was perfect, or at least at some point, he had been. When you and Rafe started dating you felt like the stars were aligning. Girls want a fairytale and you couldn’t lie, it was never a fairytale with him, but he had those beautiful blue eyes and his smile...his smile was like watching a dad hold his child for the first time. He looked t you like you were the best thing to ever walk into his life, he made you feel welcomed and love, and though he was an asshole you were so blinded by the love that you thought he was giving you.

You were sixteen when he asked you out, you had hung around him and his friends, his old group before Topper and Kelce. He asked you to the winter formal and who were you to refuse the ocean eyed boy. Your mother had been more than delighted when you told her Rafe Cameron asked you to the formal.

“Keep that one around, you’ll marry rich.” She told you as she helped you with your hair and this light makeup look she had told you would keep his attention, boys liked a natural look, although her hair was pinned up and her face caked on. She’d always say ‘the older you get the less a man might find you attractive’

“Money isn’t everything.” You mumbled at to your mom, “What if his family goes bankrupt?”

“The Camerons could never go bankrupt, if they do you run, your father’s money can only get you far but marry a man like Rafe Cameron and you’ll be set for life.” She told you pressing a kiss to the top of your head. A man, Rafe wasn’t a man, he was a boy who couldn’t get himself together but you didn’t know.

When Rafe picked you up, his tie matching your dress, hair slicked back, and the brightest smile on his face when he led you out to his dads’ car. He took you to dinner and picked up the check, he opened the door and helped you out, he danced with you all night, and when he dropped you off he didn’t expect a kiss goodnight though you did give him one for a great night. Where was that boy?

Boy, you're such a lost cause

Now your name is crossed off

How you gonna fix this?

You can't even fix yourself

Rafe was snorting a line at another kook party, you sat on the chair next to him tending to your drink, “Cmon babe.” He said as he handed you the rolled-up bill, you accepted handing him your drink as you looked at the white powder that was lined up perfectly, courtesy of your boyfriend.

“If she isn’t going to do the line give it to someone who will,” Topper said as he reached for the bill aking you slap his hand away, you got off the arm of the chair lining the bill up as you snorted the line, you threw your head back, Rafe’s hands tending to your waist as he pulled you into his lap. One line and you were good, that’s what you said every time though you knew that you shouldn’t do any. Rafe turned your head that way you’d be looking at him, he brought his lips to yours and you accepted the kiss kindly. Topper snatched the bill out of your hand so he could do his line, the bill got past around and soon it was Rafes’ turn again. “Babe cmon, it’ll be here when you come back.” You told him but he accepted the bill anyways, denying your request to get some fresh air instead.

I bet you thought you gave me real love

But we spent it all in nightclubs

All you ever wanna do is lie

Why you always such a Gemini?

On your two year anniversary, the plan was to get done up nice and have a nice dinner. Rafe said that was the plan but soon you were on the same route to Barrys’. You stayed silent and when he asked if you wanted to come in you denied, he said he’d be right back but you knew that lie. He left his suit jacket in the car for you before heading inside where he resigned for the next fifteen minutes. When he came back you could instantly tell he was high, you slipped your heels off so you could get in the drivers’ side.

“Babe I’m fine,” Rafe said but you shook your head pulling open the car door slipping into the seat. He got inside the passenger side taking your hand in his pressing a kiss to the back of it. “After dinner, we have a nice little surprise.” He said holding up the baggy.

“Almost like I said I wanted you sober.” You told him but shook your head as you backed out of Barry’s yard, “Can you pull up the GPS? I don’t know the way from here.” You asked trying not to spend the entire night upset with him.

“One more detour.” He said which only causes you to sigh and follow the GPS to the location he set it to. “You have to come in, we’ll be in and out, I got some for Topper.” He said once you pulled up to the country club, it was kind of late but Topper had a way with words and now there were some of their close friends inside waiting for him to bring the goods.

You walked inside with Rafe, Topper, and Kelce cheering for him as he tossed them the baggy. “You have to join us for a couple of lines since you did us the honor of bringing the goods,” Topper told him with a smirk, and Rafe being Rafe could never turn down a line. You sat in the corner of the country club watching as Rafe joined them for line after line. At this point you might as well had walked home, Rafe couldn’t drive and you weren’t driving him just for him to think you’d stay the night like normal. You walked outside back to the car leaving the keys inside the side console, hopefully when he found them he’d be sober enough to get himself home.

I wanted you to change, yeah

I shouldn't love you, but I couldn't help it

I always knew that you were too damn selfish

“Rafe you aren’t going to change! You constantly say that you will, that you’ll get better but you don’t.” You yelled at him as he stood at your bedroom door, “You lie and you lie and you blow me off for drugs and for Topper and Kelce and I’m done! I’m so fucking sick and tired of it.” Yout old him your eyes were wet but no tears had fallen, not yet at least.

“So what, you’re going to give up on me? On us, because I relapsed?” He yelled back his face red, the veins in his neck and forehead popping, but you shook your head.

“You don’t get to guilt trip me, you can’t relapse when you haven’t tried to stop. Telling e a week ago if even a week that you’re going to stop and then doing some he moment Topper calls you up isn’t a relapse.” You said your voice quiet, “You’ve gone longer than a week before, I know you have.” You said licking your lips.

“Y/N….baby, I’m trying okay? I’m trying so hard and it’s hard to stop, I- please don’t give up on me, not yet.” He said softly as he reached out for you, “Please.” He asked you could’ve taken his hand. You could’ve said yes, you could’ve told him that you’d help him but you’ve heard that same plead before, word for word as if he memorized it just for times like this. When you were finally slipping away from him because Rafe was selfish and he knew he had something good and that he was fucking it up. Rafe knew that you were fed up and you deserved better, that you could find better, Rafe also knew if he lost you because he refused to get help them he’d lose everyone else to so why not hold onto you for as long as he could? Why not keep the one thing that had been his no matter how many times he fucked up.

But it's not possible

Plus I'm not responsible

For your self-made obstacles

You shook your head when Rafe stepped closer to you, “No.” You said firmly the tears finally starting to fall, “No Rafe, I...i’m not giving up, I believe that you can fix it, I believe that you will get better, I know that you will but I can’t, I can’t fix you, I can’t help you when you don’t really want help. “It’s not possible to help someone who doesn’t want to be helped and i’m not responsible to fix you or to help you anymore.” You told him trying to wipe your face but the tears kept flowing. “I love you Rafe, so fucking much do you get that? I have loved you more than you deserve, I have loved you more than my heart could allow but...you are do damn selfish.” You said your voice breaking as you finally let the tears freefall. “You never pick me, you’ve never picked me. You pick coke, you pick the boys but me...i’m an afterthought and I can’t be an afterthought anymore.”

“You’ve never been an after thought y/n...I, everything i’ve done has been for you, everything I want to do is for you, to make you happy, to keep that smile on your face, that’s why I took you out the other night you remember? I did that because I love you, because i’ve wanted you to know that I can get better that I can and I will.” He said as eh tried stepping towards you, stumbling a bit. “You have to believe me.”

“Rafe.” You said softly stepping towards him, you grabbed his face in your hands looking into his eyes, “You’re high?” You asked in disbelief, “You’re so full of shit.” You told him pushing him away from you as you turned away from him. “Get out, I need you out of my room and out of my house.”

“It was the last time, i’m all out, I was going to flush it but i-”

“But you what?” You yelled turning to face him once more, “One last line was still more important.” You told him, you licked your chapped lips as you walked past him opening the door. “Maybe you should try some therapy, you should lose a couple home boys, 'Cause I need you to understand that I can;t be with someone who can;t evens say no to one line.” You said holding the door wide open, “I loved you, I won’t lie and act like I didn’t or that I don’t but this can’t work, we don’t work.” And just like that Rafe Cameron, high as a kite walked out of you life, the same way he walked in.

Two years were indeed being washed down the drain, because the most heart breaking thing you did for the last two years was watch the boy you loved continue to treat you like shit while he threw his life down the drain. You put yourself through hell trying to keep up, you changed yourself and your way of thinking to make him happy and though he never asked you did. Rafe Cameron was perfect, or at least at one point he had been.

#rafe x y/n #rafe cameron #rafe obx #rafe angst #rafe fanfiction #rafe #obx kiara #rudy obx #kie obx #obx #Outer Banks #outerbanks #rafe outer banks #jj outer banks #pogue imagine #kook imagine #pope outer banks #john b outer banks

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queenofgotham800 · 4 years ago

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Hounds

(Roman Sionis x Reader)

Requested by: @stardancerluv

Warnings: Gramatical Errors, OOC Roman

Summary: Roman wanted buy a basset hound for long time. Once you will come home from work and discover he bought few of them.

(A/n): Sorry it took my so long to write this. I hope you will like it. This was very cute idea, thank you for the request.

"Hello my darlings, I'm finaly home!" you went to the living room of the apartment. You just came from work and wanted to rest with your husband and your beautiful baby twin boys, who were 5 years old. One named Ted and other named Bill.

On your big surprise you found them in living room, surrounding big box. They weren't responding so you called at them again, "Hello?"

Twins didn't responded but Roman turned to your direction with one small puppy in hands. It was little basset hound and when you saw it in Roman's arms you gasped.

"Aww, she's so cute, but how are we gonna take care of her?" you asked your husband and petted the little dog with enormous ears.

"Welcome home (Y/n). I'm sorry that I didn't told you about this decission. They were just so cute," Roman told and kissed you on head, giving you little puppy.

"It's alright, I was just bit surprised," you smiled and looked to your childrens.

"Wait... Did you say they?" you asked and came closer to the big box.

You saw there four little puppies, looking at you with round big eyes.

"Mum, they look tired,"said Ted and pointed at one of basset hounds.

"They aren't, they just look like that," you laughed looking into the box.

"Maybe they are tired," Roman sat next to you and took all puppies out of the box. The moment he put them all on ground, puppies decided to run to all directions.

"Nope, they weren't," you said and Ted with Bill laughed.

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"You sure you closed all those doors?" Roman asked you, while peeping into bedroom.

"Yes, is there someone?" you whispered.

"I can't see properly," Roman said and quietly entered the bedroom.

You quickly looked around.

"Nothing," you said and took cup of water from your bedside table. You nearly dropped it, when little puppy suddenly ran around you.

"Aaaah, oh my god!" you yelled and put the cup back.

"Honey, I'm sorry, I didn't knew that they will be this wild," Roman said.

You knew that he wanted dog his whole life, since parents didn't wanted to buy him one. But why did he bought five of them? They were cute for sure but really wild.

"You don't have to be sorry, really. They are cute, but we have to catch them," you said and runned for the puppy. On your big surprise, they were really fast, even when they sometimes stomped on their big ears.

"I'll go from other side," Roman told you and ran through kitchen. Meanwhile you slowly continued walking closer to the dog, Roman appeared on the other side. Little dog was now in trap.

"Yeah, come here little puppy," you said and Roman lifted eyebrows mouthing you something like, 'Are you talking to me?' You rolled with eyes, and jumped forward, catching the dog. Vicious puppy slipped away and you ended in Roman arms.

"Watch where you going!" Roman said, slowly putting you back on your feet. When he was with Ted, Bill and you he was quite a different human being. But when was he in work, you preffered to spend your time with twins. Sometimes he got nerves on his enemies or other people, who just upset him somehow.

But his close family, he would never hurt was involving you, Ted and Bill and also Victor.

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"I nearly had him, but you were standing in the way!" you laughed. You two were looking into every room, just to find it empty.

"Yeah, sure. Was I standing in the way when we first met? Should I let you fall back then?" Roman laughed. That was the first time that you met. You accidently tripped over something, probably your own leg. Roman caught you and you started to talk about the club. It was really random, but now it was an happy memory, which led to this moment.

"Nah, don't talk like that!" you said, looking in the kitchen. You weren't quiet anymore, you were yelling at eachother through the whole apartment so you could hear what does your husband want's to say, while he was looking for puppies in other room.

"Anyway, I think this apartment is too big," you said.

"Oh, it is. My apartment brings hide and seek to whole new level," Roman said and you heared him scream.

"What? What is it?" you ran to kitchen to look what made Roman to yell like that.

"Look at that!" he pointed at ground.

There was puppy, eating something from ground, "He ate our carrots!" Roman yelled.

You laughed and he gave you dissaproving look.

"What?" you laughed and took little hungry basset hound from ground, "Look at him! He's so cute."

"He just ate our dinner!"

"Well this little puppy was just hungry, werent you?" you smiled at the dog.

"Cmon babe we have to catch other four of them," you said and brought the dog in the living room, where was Ted playing with toy car.

"Guard him," you winked at both of them and left with Roman to club.

"What are we going to call him?"

"I think Ted and Bill should be here to decide too, but I would love to call him Carrot," you laughed and walked down the stairs.

"Yeahy that would be a cute name," Roman laughed and stopped.

"What?"

"Love, I think I see another one," Roman said and pointed on the couch where was sleeping one basset hound, "And another one."

Second basset hound was cheerfuly jumping around dance floor.

"Awww, seems like this one was realy tired," you took sleeping puppy on your arms. Meanwhile Roman was chasing dancing little basset, you came to apartment to put little dog to living room.

"Mom, mom, look at this!" Bill smiled and pointed on puppy, which you wanted to name Carrot. He walked around, stomping on it's ears, looking for food.

"He's hungry and clumsy!" Ted said and laughed.

"Oh, hungry? We found him eating carrots in kitchen," you said and put down on the rug sleeping puppy.

"Carrot, come here," you said and little dog ran to you, "Yeah, are you a good puppy," you smiled and Ted with Bill laughed.

"Carrot is a nice name, but what about this one?" Ted asked, petting the sleeping basset hound.

"I'll call him a dream," Bill said.

"Yeah, that's a nice name. What do you think mom?" asked you Ted.

"Cute one," you smiled.

"Babe, help me!" Roman called from other room. You ran to help him. In his arms was the dancing puppy, which clearly wanted to run away from Roman making weird moves, "I don't think I can hold her longer."

"What should I do?"

"Open those doors," Roman said.

You opened doors to living room and little puppy jumped down, running to her brothers and Ted with Bill.

"That's no dog, that's a ballerina," Roman said and leaned on wall.

"Ballerina!" Ted yelled and hugged little dog, which licked his face.

You looked on Roman and you both laughed.

"At least kids are happy," you smiled and took his hand.

"Yeah, but we still have two to find," Roman said and gently squeezed your hand.

"Let's get Victor," you said and Roman nodded.

Victor was living right next to your apartment.

You knocked on doors, waiting for Victor.

"Hey guys," Victor opened doors with both puppies peacefully resting on his couch, "are those yours?"

"Yes, but... You can keep them," Roman smiled on Victor. Seeing how happy was Victor with dogs made your heart warm.

"Thanks," he said and nodded.

"Carrot, come here!" Bill whispered and gave Carrot one carrot.

"Bill! He had enough," Roman laughed.

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Dream was finaly awake, playing with Ballerina.

"They are so cute," you smiled.

"You are too," Roman smiled and gave you small kiss.

"Dad! Mom!" Both Ted and Bill yelled in disgust and covered their eyes.

You bursted in laugh after you parted, becouse you noticed that Carrot was covering his eyes too with his big ears.

#roman sionis #birds of prey #roman sionis x reader #roman sionis fanfiction #the black mask bop #the black mask #roman sionis x oc #roman sionis imagine #roman sionis x you #The black mask x you #The black mask x Reader #ewan mcgregor #ewan mcgregor fanfiction

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trailerparkflower · 5 years ago

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talk to me about your favorite modern!harringrove headcanons plz!!!

!!!!!

Okay so!

~Steve has Tons of spinners. Sparkly, shiny, rainbow-colored...he is fidgety so he plays with them all the time even if it's not so cool anymore

~His dad is annoyed by them but Steve is like, "but dAaAD, my therapist says what they good for my attention, do you hate me so much what you want my progress to go down?? Do You??"

~Because, of course, Steve has a therapist. His mom made him to visit one.

~Billy vapes. Im sorry but he does. His insta stories are filled by him vaping, in the grossiest fuckboy style, sweaty, without shirts, right after the gym

~Billy's insta also has the biggest amount of followers in the whole school. Steve is lowkey jealous

~They both listen Lana Del Rey, both hiding it from everyone. Billy's fave album is Ultraviolence, Steve's is Born to Die

~Billy makes "pretty boy" playlist when he starts crushing on Steve and Tommy is the first who gets what its a pinning playlist hehe

~One of the Billy's biggest disappointments in life is what he didn't popped Steve's cherry.....cuz cmon, in modern day? Nancy would pegged Steve's ass right away. One more thing what makes Billy hate her ghwhj

~Steve flirts w Billy by sending him the dumbest memes in insta dms

~Billy wears Thrasher t-shirts and Obey caps

~He also does his hair in a manbun🤤

~Steve tries to do tik toks. Its awful. Ppl follows him just cuz hes pretty and cute

~Steve's house is an Ikea anthem

~Billy got a secret Twitter where he can be a Dramatic pinning crybaby he is. He also writes poems about Steve

~Steve is addicted to Starbucks coffee

~Netflix and chill dates!!!! Billy also likes to watch creepy documentaries just to make Steve squeal and cuddle closer hehe

~They force Jonathan to make cool pictures of them for Instagram every time they all go out together

~STEVE KEYSMASHES

~The sexting........👀

~Billy stole Steves phone one time and renamed himself from "Bills💕" to "Daddy💕". Steve got mad on him but not really

~Billy likes to play video games and Steve likes to watch :)

~Steve doesn't know how to download stuff in torrents and Billy has to do it for him every damn time

~I also feel like Billy would be a hentai lover. Please dont @ me i just feel it. Imagine his reaction on Steve's sailor boy Scoops uniform....,

#harringrove #modern au #billy hargrove #steve harrington #i have!! so much of them!:D

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rozemieke · 5 years ago

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A new story I wrote! It does have underage drinking so if you don't want to read that this story is not for you! The characters are 17 years old and I made up Richies birthday.

Enjoy some soft Reddie!

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It was a nice, hot day, June was comming to an end and the summer vacation was about to start. The Losers were hanging out at the barrens. They were sitting on some rocks near the water and were chatting. Their exams were over, they defeated IT four years ago and Henry Bowers wasn't there anymore to bully the group. They had nothing to worry about, only their parents and home situations. Not that they were thinking about that right now, when Bill was telling a story without stuttering, Bev was listening with eyes filled with love, Richie was leaning against Eddie who for once, didn't minded the contact, Ben who was happy to have such good friends, Stanley who was listening to the story and looking at the birds and Mike, who was humming a song and enjoying the sun on his skin. It was great.

They were all tired from weeks of studying but it all didn't matter anymore.

It was Richies birthday tomorrow and they would all celebrate at his house, probably by eating a shit tone of candy, drinking a little and watching movies. Nothing big.

"Should we bake a birthday cake?" Eddie suddenly asked. They all looked at him. "Not in my kitchen though." He added quickly.

"We can, I don't mind. I know how to bake." Mike said.

"Do we all want to be covered in eggs and flour though?" Stanley asked. Bill and Ben shrugged. "C'mon it will be fun Stan!" Bill said, looking at the boy. Stan sighed. "Okay."

"Guys you don't have to I mean it's just my birthday." Richie complained.

"It's not just your birthday Richie! We gonna make you the most beautiful fucking cake you've ever seen, fuck you!" Eddie yelled, jumped up, just like Bev and Ben did, and grabbed his backpack.

"Cmon losers. Get your lazy asses up!" Mike laughed and stood up. Just like the rest of the group.

"Who's house were going to?" Asked Bev. "Mine's fine, my parents are at work anyway." Said Ben.

"Of we go then!" Bill yelled.

A few hours later Bens kitchen was a mess, just like the Losers. Eddie was yelling at Richie for being a stupid asshole, Mike was trying to calm everyone down, Bev and Bill were eating the chocolate dough, Stan was kind of done with all of his friends because he was covered in eggs and flower, Ben was yelling at Eddie because Eddie pushed a bowl on the ground and his parents kitchen was ruined.

Bev rolled her eyes.

"SHUT IT ASSHOLES!" she yelled as loud as she could, wich was fucking loud. All the boys went to silence and looked at Bev.

She herself was also covered in flour.

"If we want this cake we need to do something. Stop yelling at each other."

When they all calmed down Mike started to give everyone a chore to do and soon they were all laughing and baking and working together.

Still covered in flour Stan laughed at a joke that Bill made, not angry anymore.

When the cake was baking in the oven they took the time to clean everything up and take showers. Ben didn't really like that caus his kitchen was already ruined and now the bathroom was too, but when the cake came out of the oven it was lopsided and a little ugly but they didn't care. It was tasty after all.

"Beautiful present guys, I love it so much!" Richie said sarcasticly, and got a hit on the head from Bev as reply.

"You know, why wait until tomorrow when we can just eat it now already? It's still warm so it's delicious now." Richie suggested.

Eddie sighed. "It is supposed to cool down otherwise it isn't tasty you dumbass."

"I do want to eat something now though, have you smelled that?" Ben said, looking at the cake.

Eddie rolled his eyes. "We are going to eat the cake as a birthday cake! Not a-day-before-birthday cake!"

"Eddie Spaghetti, let us just eat the cake, we can always make a new one." Richie said, looking at Eddie with pleading eyes. Eddie blushed and rolled his eyes.

"Okay then."

Soon they were all eating the still warm cake. It was perfect. Richie was sitting on the kitchen counter with his mouth stuffed, Eddie was laughing at something Ben was saying, Bev tried not to choke becasue she took a way to big bite of the cake, Bill was laughing at the for being so dumb and Mike was cutting the cake in more pieces.

"I said that it would be a god idea to eat it already!" Richie said with a grin. Eddie rolled his eyes.

"What even are we gonna do tomorrow?" Mike asked, not wanting the boys to fall into their usual bickering.

Richie looked up. "We are gonna get fucking waisted Mikey, my parents promised me to go away all night, they'll probably sleep over at my aunts house out of this shitty town so we have the house for us alone. So we are gonna get waisted."

Stan tolled his eyes when Bev whooped.

Eddie was staring at the ground and Ben and Bill were grinning.

"I need to be home early tomorrow otherwise my mom will be mad, I can't get waisted and I don't want to."

"Eds! It's my birthday! Cmon!" Richie whined.

Eddie shoved Richie away.

"No! I can't! And I don't like you when you're drunk!" He yelled, walking out of the kitchen. Richie jumped off the counter and followed him to the living room.

"It's fine Eds, calm down." He said as he tried to place his hands om Eddies shoulders. Eddie shrugged them off.

"No it's not." He said, a little grumpy.

"Yo Eddie I'll stay sober with you while the others wreck themselfs alright?" Mike yelled from the kitchen. Eddie shot him a thankful look.

"Okay, now let's go get you guys stuff and let's go over to my place! Let the party begin!" Richie yelled.

Five hours later they were all starting to drink. It was maybe 10pm, and Richie wanted to make a toast.

"Dear friends!" He started of, standing on the couch, speaking with a terrible British accent. "Shut up already!" Eddie yelled. Ben trew a piece of wrapping paper from a present that previously had been opened to his head. Richie ducked away and laughed.

"No I just want to say that I love you all very much, thank you for being my friends, and thank you putting up with me!"

Bev started to laugh. "Bohoo! Shut up!"

Richie laughed as he jumped from the couch.

"No but I mean it."

The others cheered as they took gulps from their beers.

Eddie and Mike were just drinking apple juice, and Eddie felt a little guilty because he knew that Mike liked getting drunk with Bill.

Eddie sighed. "Fuck it Mike, drink whatever you want, I don't care, my mom isn't here anyway and she's not the boss of me." Eddie suddenly said, getting up to get some beers.

He didn't care. Fuck his mom and her rules and her weird ass behaviour. She made him think he was sick for so many years! So fuck her, he wasn't gonna sit here and be all sober because of her!

"Richie do you have anything else then beer? Because beer's disgusting!" Eddie yelled from the kitchen to the living room.

"I don't know, wait!"

Richie got up and got the kitchen. "What do you want do drink?" He asked, looked at the stuff in the fridge.

Eddie shrugged. "Something that isn't as disgusting as beer."

Richie grinned. "I got some shit in the liquor cabinet but that's, like, you get wasted of that pretty quickly."

Eddie shrugged, a twinkle in his eyes, looking al rebellious and ready to not give a shit.

Richie loved it when Eddie was all against his mothers rules. How his behaviour changed in a way and how he was more himself, not caring and not in control of someone.

"Give me it. I don't care." Richie grinned. "That's the spirit Eds, fuck them all."

Eddie nodded and followed Richie to the living room. "Eddie Spaghetti wants to crack open the good stuff! Who's in?" Richie yelled.

Stan smiled. He loved his dumbass friends, and he didn't like the taste of beer either so he was happy when Richie opened a bottle of cherry flavoured vodka. Eddie grabbed the bottle with a furious look in his eyes.

The others eyes went big, all yelling and whooping when Eddie took a big ass gulp from the bottle.

"Eddie! What the fuck!" Bev yelled trough a giggle, taking over the bottle from him. Eddie grinned, taking over the bottle from Mike who also had taken a gulp.

When Bev decided to play some music and it escaleted quickly to all the losers yelling while acting dramaticly along with the music.

Eddie was having a blast, he knew that he was a lightweight, and he knew that he was already on the verge between drunk and tipsy, but he felt amazing.

Richie was grinning when he saw Eddie all happy, the smaller boy being alive and cute and with a blush on his cheeks. Way to cute Eds, Richie though before taking another gulp of the bottle. Eddie smiled at him and walked over to him.

"I want the last bit." He said as he took the bottle and shugged what was over from it. Richies eyes went big. "Eds, I mean, do whatever you want but you don't want to be all hangover in the morning do ya?"

Eddie wasn't listening, he had closed his eyes and had thrown his hands up and was singing along to a song. His hips swaying and his pink lips moving along with the words.

Richie rolled his eyes and danced along. Eddie opened his eyes, looking up at Richies face. Eddie giggled. He fucking giggled, grabbed Richies hands and they danced togheter.

When the song ended Eddie was laughing so hard he needed to sit down. "Richie, you dance like shit!" He wheezed. "What?! Shut up dickhead!" Richie complained.

"You're like, an awkward moving stick Richie! You do need to loosen up when you dance, don't be so stiff!" Eddie yelled, still laughing.

Richie plopped down on the couch. "Mean, fuck you Eds."

Eddie grinned. "You can come and call me that after you learn how to dance!" Eddie yelled, making the others laugh. Ben raised his hand for a high five.

"I'm gonna go outside for a smoke, since I'm being bullied in here anyway, you comming Bev?" Richie asked, walking outside.

As soon as they were both gone Eddie let out a groan.

Mike looked up. "What's wrong?"

"He just doesn't fucking get it doesn't he? He's so dumb!"

Stan and Mike shared some confused glances.

"Wait w-what?" Bill asked, as confused as the others.

Eddie sighed, sliding of the couch so he was now sitting on the ground. He pouted.

"Richie! He's a dumbass."

Ben sat down next to Eddie on the floor. "What isn't he getting exactly?"

"That I want to kiss him on his stupid mouth! How doesn't he realise that I like him!? It's not like it isn't fucking obvious anyway!"

Stans eyes widened, the others looked at each others with confusing looks and big grins.

"Well maybe you should tell him Eddie. Richie's not good at taking hints." Stan said, sitting down on the couch.

"But then why does he calls me nicknames and calls me cute!?" Eddie yelled.

Ben laughed. "Well that's just Richie." Mike said.

"That tall ass is going to fucking kill me with his stupidness." Eddie whined.

Bill tried to hide his laughter.

"Well Eddie, I'm not saying you should totally kiss him tonight but maybe I am." Mike said. Eddie rolled his eyes. "I don't want this to be another dumb as drunk kiss he doesn't remember Mike."

"ANOTHER??!!" Ben yelled. Eddie hid his face in his hands, trying not to blush.

"Yea shut up alright? Richie doesn't remember anyway."

"What didn't I remember shortcakes?" Richie said as he entered the room. All the boys looked up. Eddie blushed, looking at his socks.

"Tell me Eds!" Richie said, scooting next to Stanley on the couch.

Eddie shook his head. "Fuck you Trashmouth." He whispered. Richie looked at Stan with a questionable look on his face. Stan shrugged, acting like he didn't know.

"Come with me Eds." Richie suddenly said, getting of the couch. Eddie looked up, frowning, but letting Richie pull him up from the ground.

"What do you want Richie?" Eddie asked, as soon as they entered Richies bedroom.

Richie sighed. "I do remember."

Eddies eyes widened. "Fuck of." He said as he sat down on the bed, crossing his arms in front of his chest.

"No. I do! I remember us, sitting on the roof, right there," Richie pointed outside to the roof of the garage right out his bedroom window.

"I remember us talking about this boring town, and you suddenly saying that you never kissed anyone."

Eddie blushed, but it was true, everything Richie was saying was true.

"I remember me, taking another gulp from something we were drinking and not going in on the subject. I remember you, cheeks pink, hair ruffled from the wind, all cute and chivering, telling me you wanted to go inside because you were cold. I remember us climbing trough the window and sitting on my bed."

Eddie sighed.

"Okay, I get it! You remember, so what! It happened, we can't turn back the time, and I'm sorry if you regret it."

Richie looked at Eddie and sat down next to him, a little closer than needed.

"I don't regret a single second from it Eds."

Eddie didn't answer, so they sat in an awkward silence for a lot more minutes then Eddie wanted.

Suddenly Richie turned around to face him, placed a hand on Eddies hip to pull him even closer and looked at Eddie with his big brown eyes.

Eddie gulped." Is this okay?" Richie asked, his voice soft. Eddie could smell his breath. Beer and cigarettes, normally he found that disgusting, but not now, now he liked it.

Eddie nodded, knowing what was about to come next. Knowing that one of them only had to lean in to let their lips touch.

"Is it okay if I kiss you again Eddie?" Richie asked.

Eddie didn't know what to answer. He just leaned in, placing his hands on the sides of Richies face before deepening the kiss.

Richie smiled against Eddies lips.

"Your glasses are in the way." Eddie said before taking them of of Richies face.

"Now I can't see how beautiful you are Eds!" Richie whined. Eddie giggled and leaned in for another kiss, pressing him down on the mattress so they were now laying face to face, still making out.

"I like kissing you Eds. You're quite good at it, you know." Richie said when they broke the kiss to breath.

Eddie grinned.

"I learned that from your mom."

Richie laughed, pulling Eddie closer, hugging him.

"Touché Eddie Spaghetti, touché."

"Hey Fuckos! Stop being horny and get your asses down! We want to watch a movie and we need to decide which one!" Beverly yelled trough Richies bedroom door.

Eddie jumped up, blushing, and Richie just grinned.

"We're comming Bev!" He yelled as he got up too.

"Do I have sex hair?" Richie asked. Eddie turned even redder. "What the fuck is sex hair Richie."

"Ya know, a fresh fucked look, all ruffled and pulled on, standing in different directions, fresh from the sex."

"Ew. Disgusting. And no."

"Great, wouldn't want to spread any rumours about what we did in here."

Eddie shoved him to the side. "Shut up! We didn't even have sex!" Eddie yelled.

Richie leaned in closer. "I would want to." He whispered in Eddies ear. Eddie shivered and pushed him off.

"Yeah no not here and not now. I don't even know what we are Richie. What is this? Us? Friends? Friends with benefits? Boyfriends?"

"Do you want us to be?" Richie asked, grabbing Eddies hands and looking in his eyes.

Eddie was looking everywhere except at Richie.

"Eddie? Do you want us to be?" Richie asked again.

"Yes." He whispered, blushing.

Richie smiled. "Okay, Eddie spaghetti, my beautiful boyfriend, let's go downstairs and blow the others socks of with this news."

Edie laughed, pressed a little kiss to Richies cheek and followed him downstairs.

"Hey fuckers! Meet my boyfriend!" Richie yelled as he entered the living. Eddie rolled his eyes but couldn't hide a small smile on his face.

"Yeah well no shit that took you guys long enough." Stanley said, grinning.

The others just laughed and asked stupid questions, but Eddie didn't mind.

When they picked a movie and Eddie was sitting on Richies lap, his back leaning against Richies chest and Richies hands tabled with his, he couldn't hide the big smile.

And for Richie? For Richie it was the best birthday present he could ever wish for.

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That's it! Enjoy!

#richie tozier #eddie kaspbrak #the losers club #ben hanscom #beverly marsh #mike hanlon #stan uris #bill denbrough #reddie #aged up characters #Alcohol is mentioned #They drink okay and they get waisted #Short story #it2017 #it 2019 #it chapter one

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