#but some of y’all are leaning into negativity a bit too much

[solarwynd]

You can't say this song is not for children..it's like PTD. Same vibe. Also Jimin mentioned something about BTS in the lyrics so it means it's also a fan song. Muse seems an album for armys 🥴 I hope they stream at least. I was expecting something like Filter or Serendipity not fan songs😭 Now I understand why Jimin said he doesn't know if we will like his new project lmao

Again just because a song is bouncy and light does not mean it��s for children. You cannot honestly say that SGMB gives Baby Shark because it absolutely doesn’t.

I think some of you are being too quick to write MUSE off just because you don’t like two songs off of it. There’s 4 more tracks you haven’t heard yet. You can’t say MUSE is for armys when you haven’t heard the rest of it or just because CTT and (SGMB seemingly) are more fan geared. Nothing from the description even denoted that it was gonna go in the direction of Filter or Serendipity anyway. Just say that’s what you wanted instead. The album still has not dropped. And unless Jimin actually gives clarification on what he meant by us not liking something, you can’t just assume he meant the entire album.

[dr3am5scape]

I’ve waited for you (Sevika x Female reader)

Hello guys! Finally time to continue back on writing Sevika’s fics. I remember writing a bit of her back in 2022. Guess I didn't had motivation to work on more, BUT HERE I AM! So here you go my fellow lesbians who needed something.

I do miss Sev it's not funny :(

My bad y’all I had to reread cuz I type so fast and had to go back for correction, forgive me😭😭😭

Anyways, please enjoy.💜💜💜

Lovely night in Zaun, the green lights dim throughout the streets. It was pretty silence on the road. You stayed in your wife’s bed, waiting impatiently to see her adorable face again. The room was very quiet and felt so empty as you thought about it. All you could hear only is the air conditioner cooling down the heat from all day and some of the noises from downstairs. That's the only thing you could hear but not the road outside. Could tell it was some people having a good time... but not for you it is. You didn’t want to think about other things, but your wife only and only her. It was now 1am, as you check on the clock on top of the wall above the headboard where your laying at. Suddenly, your heart skip when the keys jingles close to the front door as you heard it opened. Could it be her? “Sevika, love?” You ask yourself. Finally, you waited for hours to see her. You heard the sound of your wife mumbles as she walks in the bedroom quietly and takes off her jacket, hanging it up on her chair not noticing you were up. “Oh! Love, I didn't know you was awake." She jumps a bit. She saw how dark was the room and never knew you was up, til she saw your shadow from the dim light of the window. Sevika turn the light to finally see you look extremely tired. "Why you still up, sweetheart? You’ve been waited for me all night?” Sevika says in concern. She didn't want to be mean to you for staying up too long, so she pulls herself together, coming towards you. She bends down to kiss your forehead, meeting the same height. You were pretty short comparing to hers lol (like me XD) She holds you tightly enjoying the embrace she’s giving to you. “Well, I’m here now.” Then, you reply back. “Sev, I was so worried.” You caress her soft cheek, trailing your finger on her blue scar trying to not start crying. “I’ve waited the whole entire night. I couldn’t sleep. I just kept thinking about you for so long.” You said while leaning on her chest as a tear came down on your cheek. “Oh, my love.” Sevika caress the side of your beloved face, pressing you more. She then places your chin back up to meet her eye. “No need to worried, dear. I was thinking about you too. Now that I’m here, it’s over, love.” You had your anxiety moments thinking something would happened to Sevika if she wasn’t home. All those negative thoughts in your head had to be erased. Luckily, your wife had came to save you. “I was just nervous how long you was out there. I wanted you to come home early-“ Sevika shushes you. “Shhh, love don't worried so much. I’m fine. Everything went well. Were both safe.” She looks down at your beautiful eyes sparkle like diamonds. “You know how much I love you, right?” You sniff your tears and lifts a small smile. “Yeah, I know.” You calmed down for a bit and sighs. “Just wanted to make sure you was safe. That’s all. I can't keep thinking what would ever happened to you if-” Sevika cupped your both cheeks together, admiring how adorable your face were like a baby. “Love, do I have to say it all over again? Y/N, look at me.” She ordered you softly to do what she says and you did. “I was fine at work, I promise. And I came home safely didn't I? Yes I came home safe and sound. Nothing's ever gonna happened towards me...or you. I’m still here and we’ll continue to move on.” Your wife does her best to comfort you. She continues looking at you, which was such an awe moment. She couldn’t bear to look away from that puppy eyes of yours. “Now, can we finally get sleep? I’m exhausted…” Sevika says letting out a yawn. You nod. “Yes, same here.” Sevika lifts you up into her arms and without wasting enough time, she carries you to bed. She let you lay down first before she gets on top and turns her whole body to have her head lied on your upper chest. “Goodnight, love,” says Sevika droozing off to sleep with her work outfit on still. You caress her simple bun, while watching her. You finally felt relief from all the anxiety had in you. Eventually, you closed your eyes and gently fall asleep, not wanting to let her go.

The end.

(Yay! What a cute and heartwarming short story. I hope you enjoyed this a lot with Sevika. If your more into my fanfics, please follow me and I’ll be back writing more cute, romantically stories of our favorite milfs and others hehe). (⁠・⁠∀⁠・⁠)

[sasha199]

Read all of me on A03

Gale/ Rolan drama pt. 11

Y’all…this game hits different when your Tav is a stand in for yourself.

My sister and I are playing a multiplayer as ourselves, as sisters. I was romancing/flirting with both Gale and Wyll. I made a move on Lae’zel too but THAT ended in tears. Sister is pulling both Astarion and Shadowheart

(I’m Sasha, sister is Marlie.)

Part 11

Astarion's laughter is infectious, there's no other way to describe it. Once he starts giggling it's only a matter of time before everyone around the camp fire joins in. And if he's decided to make you laugh, nine hells help you, there is no resisting it. 

Our sleep cycles are starting to get wonky after being in the Underdark and then these Shadow Cursed lands. There's nothing for it, so we all collectivley decide to sit at the camp fire until we can't keep our eyes open any longer. Marlie passes around the wine bottles and before long a game has started. Karlach and Wyll are always the most enthusiastic, it's great fun to see them become childlike and competative. I usually prefer to cheer from the sidelines, but tonight I'm all in. The past few days have lit a fire under me, and I don't want the fun to end. 

As the mirth dies down and everyone stars drifting towards their bedrolls, Karlach catches my eye. I stifle a yawn as I make my way over to her tent. 

"Pop a squat, soldier." She has Clive, the bear, tucked up under one arm. I sit criss-cross at the end of her bedroll leaning back on a pile of miscellaneous clothing.

Karlach stretches out on her side, a fiery hand propped under her chin. "I noticed something when you came back to camp," her voice is low, for my ears alone. 

I raise my eyebrows, my eye lids feel heavy. They keep drifting shut as I get comfortable, but I try my best to pay attention

"It's nothing I expect anyone but me to pick up on, " she says, "and I'm not trying to pry. I love you and I just want to check in."

"Of course, Mama K," I reply smiling, "I love you more."

"Have you been...marked?"

My eyes fly open, "What?"

Karlach inhales deeply through her nose, she takes a moment as if planning her next words carefully. "I'm not trying to sniff around, but I noticed it. There's a...sort of scent."

"Sorry," I mutter, "I do need to wash more."

"No!" she laughs in an exasperated way, "we're all a little grimy from sleeping rough, but it's not that kind of scent. I'm not saying you stink, I'm saying you smell...different."

"Is it...uh a tiefling thing?"

Her yellow eyes focus on me for a moment, I know I've told on myself but I am curious. "Well, not ALL tieflings do it. And it's nothing negative, truly. I don't want you to worry. But...you have gotten...physical with one recently haven't you?"

I look down at my lap, my hands are folded there. I touch the two scratches on the back of my right hand. They're still red, the swelling hasn't gone down much.

"What does it mean?" I ask.

"Well, it's slightly different for everybody." Karlach's eyes follow Wyll as he exits his tent in his ragged camp clothes. He kicks some extra sand on the fire pit as he passes. She turns back to me. "I've never marked anyone. Maybe I will, now that I've got my ability to touch back. If I meet someone that is."

"It's not something you'd do to a...a friend? Or an enemy?"

Karlach shrugs, snuggling Clive closer. "I mean, I wouldn't. Thing is when you mark someone, it's like leaving a bit of yourself with them. Any other tiefling who spends time with that person will pick up on it after a while. Some more old fashioned folks would say it's a claim, but I think it's much more...nuanced. It’s a pretty personal thing."

"N-nuanced?" I'm trying so hard to keep my face neutral, but I needn’t bother. Karlach is miles away, caught up in her explanation, she subconsciously picks lint off Clive as she continues. 

"My parents would do it. Dad would have to hit the road for work and I'd notice a mark or two on him before he left. Nothing salacious, you understand. It can be a very sweet thing, but there is usually a level of...intimacy involved." She turns her head up to look at me, "I just want to make sure you're alright."

I sigh and rest my head in my hands, rubbing my temples. Her eyes flick away from mine for a second, and a knowing grin blooms on her face. I hold out my right hand. "This?"

"Oh Sasha," Karlach's eyes go tender, her voice softens. "That's a lovely mark."

"Looks like scratches."

"Really?"

"What do you see?"

"A lot."

"A lot of what?"

She takes my hand in hers and examines the two parallel lines. "Hard to put into Common." She says after a moment.

"Is there a word in Infernal?"

"Yes."

"Well what is it?"

Her cheeks burn red, well redder. "Maybe they should be the one to tell you."

"I'm pretty sure that's not going to happen."

"And why not?"

"Couldn't you just tell me? As a friend?"

Karlach purses her lips and gives my hand back. "Well, it's not as meaningful coming from me, but the closest translation I can think of off top is: a bittersweet longing for something that may or may not have happened. It could be something you’ve loved and lost or something you only thought you had." She glances at my hand again, "There's a melancholy around it, like this thing you long for has passed, and may never happen again."

I close my mouth. "Wow."

"I told you. Nuanced. The infernal word is dalqulq."

I don't even try to say it. "Well, thank you Karlach. You've uh, given me a lot to think about."

"If you get some looks at Last Light, you'll know why."

I glance at her sideways, "Aren't you going to ask me who it is?"

"If you want me to know you'll tell me."

"You already know don't you?"

She smiles, flashing her fangs, "I think I've known for a while, soldier."

[mur-art]

I swear I’m working on other requests but I definitely went a bit too hard on this one. @aarcanaa​

This is getting out of WTTT and into my own OC territory but I hope y’all don’t hate me too much. I intended to add L.A. too but TBH I don’t think I’ve spent enough time in L.A. to feel confident with a design right now. Also I personally have a lot of negative feelings toward L.A. so it may be a bit unfairly biased. 

Anyway, some notes about my interpretations (and a sketch of San Diego v.2) below: 

Fun fact; I live in a super rural part of California literal hours away from the nearest major city (which is actually Las Vegas, Nevada) so my experience of being a Californian is a bit uh... different. Cities terrify me a bit (see my notes on L.A. above) but I’ve been to most of the CA cities at least once. Out of all of them, I’ve actually spent the most time in San Diego. 

Anyway, enough rambling; here’s some notes about them. Keep in mind, these are just my interpretations based on my own experiences. 

San Francisco: 

-Nonbinary; uses they/them pronouns. (I can’t get the idea of them saying “My name is San FranCISco but I’m anything but” out of my head.) 

-Has a lot of super artsy and well-executed tattoos (pretend I can draw them correctly!) Most of them are exactly what you’d expect, but some of them are truly bizarre. Many of them cover burn scars. 

-Apparently SF’s official city flower is the dahlia, so they’re wearing a vague approximation of a dahlia. 

-Has a semi one-sided rivalry with L.A. (L.A. is too busy with her own shit to care as much) I think this somewhat originally stemmed from the jealousy of L.A. overtaking San Francisco as the largest city in CA, but it continues because of their clashing personalities.

-Is rich AF but attempts to dress and act like they’re not. Wouldn’t want to be like L.A.; that’s what they’ll say. But they will 100% humblebrag about their latest expensive gadget purchase whenever given the opportunity. 

-Leans 110% into every single thing they do; they are seemingly incapable of half-assing something. This is their boom town mindset in action- first it was gold, now it’s tech. They are a MASSIVE overachiever, and this leads to them always being stressed-while-pretending-not-to-be-stressed. 

-Acts kind of spoiled and haughty and can be a judgmental asshole sometimes, but despite this, they actually do care about people. When shit hits the fan, they’re the first one to lend a hand. Maybe it comes from coming close to dying multiple times (in the way that personifications can actually die, not just silly accidents) that gives them a deep sense of empathy and awareness of their own mortality. This leads them to champion causes that seek to make the world a better place. They’re not perfect and sometimes things backfire, but they do try. 

San Diego: 

-Cis female; she/her. 

-Canonically (at least in WTTT) California’s favorite city. She knows this and tries to work him to her advantage to get what she wants. 

-She’s basically sunshine personified. She’s super bubbly, outgoing, and generally friendly. Unlike the other California cities, she is actually genuinely laid-back and relatively stress-free. 

-She’s very book smart, especially with numbers and engineering-related things, but she often acts outwardly ditzy and carefree, leading some people to doubt her intelligence. However, when she gets to work she can prove herself immediately. 

-Historically, she was overshadowed by the other cities. At times, they even forget she existed, despite her trying her best to make herself stand out. I found this great quote from a 1920s businessman: 

“What is the matter with San Diego? Why is it not the metropolis and seaport that its geographical and other unique advantages entitle it to be? Why does San Diego always just miss the train, somehow?"

-Despite being perpetually overshadowed and ignored, or maybe because of it, she forged her own identity. She didn’t feel like she had to uphold any rigid standards like the others did, so she became much more chill. 

-She can be very flaky; don’t try to make plans with her, she’ll either forget or get distracted by something else. If you want to hang out with her, you just have to go with her flow. 

-She can speak Spanish fluently and is best friends with TJ (Tijuana). 

-She’s super fit and could beat you up, but she won’t. 

-San Diego is well-known for having a large military presence, so I had to include San Diego in her day job attire. (Ssh, pretend I know about military stuff and got her uniform accurate) She can go from hippie mode to drill sergeant mode in an instant, but only when someone has really fucked up. 

Anyway, thanks for sticking with me! 

[mr-squidgy-jr]

headcannons for alfred, Romano, and a little bit about Toris

y’all like these so… yeah Brain time anywho-

Alfred is very clingy and affectionate but tries his best to respect any set boundaries placed by Freinds on affection, especially since he knows his strength can potentially hurt people-

- However, he does not know these boundaries unless they are clearly stated because either he does ent realize because the adhd and differences in processing, or because he notices something but overthinks it to the point where he just thinks he’s being irrational.

that’s one of the reasons he became so close to Mano so quickly, romano takes no shit from anyone because he’s done doing so. He’s sets his boundaries very quickly and directly and doesn’t try to sugarcoat the fact that someone has made him uncomfortable. Some people perceive this as him being anisocial or pushing people away, but if you respect the set boundaries and just get to know him you see the true Romano and eventually some of those boundaries begin to dissolve a little bit.

romano dissent like affection from anyone he’s not super close to. He makes that clear. Alfred respected that as much as an over affectionate person could, by finding different ways to express affection. Offering fistbumps and high fives as opposed to hugs. Not taking up too much space on the couch so Romano can have his personal space. Eventually as they became closer while living together Romano started being more open to affection, leaning on people, offering hugs, ruffling Alfred’s hair, though most affection initiated by him it was still a change. Romank also showed affection in different ways, checking on alfred so he didn’t iverwork himself, helping Tori’s cook in the kitchen, showing his art to the others, opening up about his past, giving occasional compliments, hanging up in Poland when he tried to call Toris because damn that bastardo is so annoying.

though Romano is also bad seeing other peoples emotions sometime. For alfred he processes differently and grew up with rather non-expressive, yet dramatic people. He was raised to be a weapon and a recourse who could handle public relations, and to Arthur that didn’t involve teaching him how to read emotikn… thank god Gilbert came around. Anyways, Romano had the exact opposite. He grew up with hyper expressive Antonio and Lovino. he was raised to express his opinion as opposed to repressing emotion. However that mean he’s used to just easily being able to read people and so when he can’t he tenses up( one of the reasons he doesnt like Ludwig). Because of all of this, Toris is usually the one to help them read people, giving them a look to convey a negative or positive emotion. He tries to communicate effectively and express when he has the energy.

Though, that’s not to say that alfred and Romano are bad at emotions or that Toris is amazing at them. Toris feels that he needs to resolve every conflict and miscommunication because of his history with Russia who could be slightly temperamental if accidentally spurred. Because of this he get involved in exhausting unnecessary drama and is rumored to be dramatic himself by the other countries. Alfred overtime notices many small details about people like their stims, hyperfixtations, sounds, ect. This helps him figure out what they’re feeling and what he can do to help form his personal experience and patterns in their behavior. Some find it off-putting but it can be endearing. Romano will talk to people the cares about when he thinks they’re upset and gives them a chance to vent. He gives the vibe of a someone who’s done with life, but really cares about people, and those things combine into what Toris and alfred call parental Romano. He tells them their feelings are valid, gives them a game plan, offers emotional support or to just stay with them or get someone else who may be better equipped to handle the situation. His pep talks are a little bit blunt but that can make them funny at points.

nowadays, the three of them are all very comfortable with eachother. So comfortable that some countries suspect they are together. after all, how could anyone ever tolerate Alfred’s forehead kisses, and hugs, and overly-friendly personality if they weren’t dating him. Or tolerate romanos smart ads comments that get barks of laughter out of the other two. Or Tori’s’s frequent well being checks all the time?! I mean really it’s a wonder. Though the rumor of them dating began to spread quickly when they were found late to a meeting, all in a cuddle pile on the pullout couch bed in alfreds hotel room I. Front on the tv, alfred “sleep hugger” jones holding Romano closely to his side which Romano is comfortably slumped into, while toris is lying down , head laying on Alfred’s thighs, wrapped In a blanket, with Alfred’s hand on his head as though stroking his hair.

francis of course was the one to find them. Of course, he also started the rumor. However to everyone else who personally knows the three like Kiku and mathew, they all know this is normal for the them. ( or is it more…) idk , ships it if you want and don’t ship it if you don’t. I personally think it’s a really cute shop though I just see this as really good friends. ( though that’s mainly because in my hetalia storyline that’s in my head I gave alfred and oc bf so….yeah) just dudes being bros, living together, cuddling, being all cute to impress eachother…

[orionsangel86]

Okay so I have a bit of a random question that you might or might not know the answer to. For context, I’m gonna be doing a working holiday in Ireland because it’s a once in a lifetime opportunity due to having to be currently enrolled in college or at least within the first year post graduation. Well I’ve been told by multiple people, who have no relationship with each other, that it’s much better for me to say that I’m from Texas than say I’m an American. While both are true, they’ve told me that people have been much more friendly towards them when they say that they’re from Texas and just leave it at that. Do you by any chance know why that is? I’ve tried to look it up, but all I’ve found was the impression y’all get from us are basically guns, big, and BBQ. To me those don’t seem like things that correlate, which has made me more confused.

All good if you don’t know or if it’s not even something you’ve personally experienced or heard of people experiencing. I’m just curious more than anything

Hey! Well I'm a Brit, London based, very English, so I can't speak for the Irish at all (and wouldn't dare even if I thought we might share an opinion on the matter!) but I've never heard of this.

Honestly though? Its just my opinion but I would have thought it would be the other way around? If the people telling you that are from Texas, I'd say thats a bit biased as I know Texans are known for being very proudly, well, Texan.

Most people I know from this side of the pond, whether British or European, aren't gonna judge individual Americans just on the fact that they are American. Unless you are a walking stereotype and rather obnoxious about it I wouldn't be too concerned. We are aware that America is a huuuuge place with a LOT of different types of people living there.

But Texas does have a reputation. The Texas stereotype is more ingrained that the general American imo. Loud, large, right leaning, guns, cowboys, etc...

Texas is one of the more recognisable states to most people over here along with New York and California (and Florida although I think most Brits (again, I cant speak for the Irish) just associate Florida with beaches and Disney World). So whilst I doubt your friends assumptions that people here are friendlier to Texans, its likely coming from a place of recognition. The reaction upon meeting a Texan might be "oooh Texas! Cowboys!" And the Texan in question would view that recognition as extra friendly when its really just "i am aware of you" whereas if you said you were from say Missouri you'll be met with a blank face.

A Californian might feel the same reaction applies to them, that by saying theyre from California, they are likely to get a stronger reaction than saying they are just from America simply because the European person is more aware of California and can make assumptions based on their general knowledge of California.

So thats my best guess. If you want people to associate you with cowboys, horses, guns, bbqs, etc, then by all means proudly state you are from Texas - you just might need to elaborate to then fight a general stereotype.

Just to be clear, I'm not saying everyone will stereotype you, but these are generalisations. I'm actually from Essex, and I often don't admit to that because Essex in the UK has a very strong stereotype which was only further encouraged by that ghastly reality TV show about it. If I say I'm from London, people aren't gonna make too many assumptions. Saying I'm from Essex I immediately get the smirk and the knowing look and the "oh youre an Essex girl are you?" And I HATE it. But some women from Essex might get a kick out of that I suppose.

So what I'm actually saying here is it all depends on how you want to be viewed. Its not about friendliness. People arent friendlier to Texans than other states. Its about whether or not you wanna be associated with peoples general stereotypes of Texas and whether you view those associations as positive or negative.

[gracefireheart]

A lil’ rambling time that’s about my feelings towards ships 💃

(Nothing negative btw, just me rambling about some stuff jasdlkfjhalkhjaflk)

So, I think I’ve already told this here (though maybe not) but I don’t care too much about ships.

I still love these characters that are/was romantically in love with another character (and I do rb some ship drawings/fics here and there), but I don’t need them to be in a romantic/sexual relationship. I’m just as happy with them being in a platonic/queer platonic relationship.

It’s usually why I haven’t really drawn anything that’s super leaning towards romantic with my drawings of Scanlan and Pike, or the few drawings I’ve done (whether finished or unfinished) of FCG and FRIDA, and even the one Imogen and Laudna drawing I did. I try to keep it right in the middle, where people can interpret it as romantic, or y’all can see it completely as platonic/queer platonic.

But like I sorta mentioned a lil’ earlier, I do love seeing other people’s drawings/fics/crafts that do involve certain ships. Whether it’s a canon pairing or a ship that the artist just enjoys a bit more.

...

Idk how else to end this, so uh yeah. End of rambling 💃

[frogtanii]

a soft jazz melody buzzed over your group’s heads as you entered craft los angeles, the pretty hanging lights casting a warm glow over your deep red suit.

the restaurant was lovely, as expected, and also very very full. scanning the dining room, you were surprised yachi had even managed to get a table at all but apparently management pulled some strings to make this all possible.

a little drop of anger pooled in your gut at the thought. the higher ups had the funds to allow the house to go to an impromptu fancy (and extremely expensive!!!) dinner but they wouldn’t give you the time of day when you were sending them letters and emails, appealing for equal pay.

“hey,” kuroo’s soft, baritone voice sounded from beside you, nearly scaring you out of your skin. “are you alright?” your first thought was to just say you were fine but dr yamada’s words rang throughout your skull, unprompted.

take a moment, assess how you feel, and only then do you share. if you don’t want to, then don’t but don’t lie either. it doesn’t do you or anyone else any good. i hope you’re actually listening brat, this is important.

you mentally rolled your eyes at the old memory. you were so combative back in highschool, never really understanding the purpose or benefits of therapy so you used to battle yamada at every turn. as time went on, his badgering and sarcastic nature pierced through your walls and the rest was pretty much history.

“yn?” a quick glance back at kuroo revealed the open concern written all over his face at your silence, his hand hovering over your shoulder as though he’d been reaching out for you but stopped himself. once he caught you looking, he quickly dropped his arm and shoved it into the pocket of his slacks while averting his eyes in embarrassment.

“sorry, i was just thinking about something negative. i’ll be okay though!” you responded with a small smile, internally cheering when the hostess came by to seat everyone before you could hear his response.

the beautiful hostess brought the group to a large table near the back, handing out the menus before telling you who your waiter was going to be and disappearing. you chose a chair near the end, swiftly flanked by atsumu and kuroo. sakusa, bokuto and oikawa took the seats across from you and everyone else filled in accordingly.

a pang of sadness shot through your heart as you watched kenma sit the furthest away from you next to yachi and osamu. you’d promised yourself that you would give him time but... how long would it take? what if he never came around? did he even want to be friends with you anymore?

your depressing thoughts were broken by the waiter entering and taking everyone’s orders. you couldn’t help but wince at all the prices on the menu ($60 steak!!!), but you took a bit of comfort in the fact it was all coming out of upper management’s wallet.

it took a moment for everyone’s courses to come out, but once they did, everyone dug in. the table would be mostly silent if it weren’t for the occasional quips from sugawara and oikawa but otherwise, a feeling of awkwardness blanketed over the group.

the blame for the uncomfortable atmosphere could very easily be attributed to meiko’s presence. she sat by yachi, clad in a lime green bodycon dress and black strappy heels, her outfit in stark contrast to everyone else’s more classy options.

when the waiter had come around earlier, she refused to order any real food, instead opting for bottomless champagne, her request causing sugawara to tense up at the opposite end of the table. before you could say anything to him, sakusa leaned over to whisper something that had him relaxing back into his seat.

you couldn’t have kept yourself from smiling if you tried.

anyway, time seemed to fly, and even under the oppressive discomfort of the room, you still managed to share a few laughs with your seat mates over the incredible food.

somewhere in between polishing off your main course and waiting for dessert, your bladder came calling your name. “hey,” you called to atsumu, his attention immediately snapping up to you in concern. “gotta go to the bathroom.” he gave you a nod and a sweet smile as you stood and maneuvered yourself to the small hallway leading to the women’s restroom.

the bathroom was silent when you entered as you quickly scurried into one of the suspiciously clean stalls to relieve yourself. a squeak signaled the door opening but whoever arrived remained at the mirror, not bothering to venture any further. you continued on your business before leaving the stall only to come face to face with...

meiko.

“oh, i was wondering when you were going to come out,” she grinned, false saccharine sweetness dripping from her words. she stood leaning against the sink counter, preventing you from washing your hands.

you barely kept yourself from rolling your eyes, moving forward to get to the sink. “wow, it’s so lovely to see you too! now, do you mind?” your patronizing tone apparently didn’t sit right with meiko because in an instant, she was on you, one of her hands wrapped around your throat.

frozen. you were frozen in place, muscles locked and unable to fight back like you knew you were capable of. somehow, this time, your fear and anxiety gripped you, keeping you still as her acrylic nails dug in and pierced your skin.

“stay away from what’s mine or this will be so, so much worse,” meiko sneered into your ear, giggling maniacally at your short, choked breaths. with you so out of commission, she dared to tighten her grip, your eyes rolling back into your head as your hands shot out to weakly fight against her hold. she studied your trembling expression for just a moment longer before letting go, allowing you to slide down to the floor as you scrambled for air.

your vision was swimming but you managed to catch meiko giving you a cheeky little wave as she exited the bathroom, the door making a loud bang as she left.

black crept up on the edges of your vision, the sheer amount of energy it took to keep yourself conscious quickly dwindling. thoughts drifted aimlessly through your head as your eyelids grew heavier and heavier.

did the boys even notice you were gone? did they even care? what if no one came to find you and you were left to die on the floor of this beautiful restaurant? what coffin would they pick out for your funeral? what music would they play? how many people would be in attendance? would anyone even come at alll?

at that, the darkness finally won over, dragging you down into a deep, dreamless sleep.

℗ poker face

frozen

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[bokutoslittlebird]

Request : hi bb chan can i request for miya twins competing who will impregnate their little first? whos going to have a first child with their beloved little sister whos too innocent to know that her brothers are trying to impregnate her and theyre not giving her pills but a vitamins so you wont let them wear a condom and sincce you like to be bred by them so fucking bad you trust them so much until you got pregnant. if you’re busy please feel free to ignore this, thank you ☺️

Ima just let y’all know that if it involves incest I’m probably gonna write it just because I love writing onii-san stuff (and onee-san) and breeding? Fucking fire my dudes and dudettes. Also I realized I wrote something similar to this??? The miya twins with their 19 yr virgin sister drabble

Includes : incest, creampie(s), breeding, forced pregnancy, dubcon/noncon, unprotected sex, miya madness, deceiving onii-sans, drugs, feederism, cum-eating (implied), use of the word “cunny”, Atsumu uses the nickname “bunny”

Naïveté

The special tea Atsumu gave you was delicious, warm in your belly. It was supposed to relax you, easing the stress out of your muscles as he rubbed the soreness away. A soft moan and a lean into his touch had his massage turning into a different direction. With his hand down your panties, the empty cup was forgotten, slipping from your hands as you favored gripping his toned arm as you sunk into his chest. Your whines were drowned out by his deep rumble of laughter.

“Yer wound so tight, somethin’ the matter?” His voice was like silk, melting away any stress you had left. You whine again, feeling his fingers rub that special spot inside your cunny.

“It’s nothin’, really,” you gasp out, your other hand gripping the arm around your waist.

“Oh? Don’t wanna tell nii-san, is that it?” His growl in your ear has your walls clamping down on his fingers, but he removes them before you can have release. A whine comes as you squirm in his hold. Hot breaths against your ear are al you get, but you know what he wants. He wants the truth.

“It’s just... is this wrong? It feels wrong when you and ‘Samu-nii touch me..” you voice your concern. It didn’t feel wrong, but you were forbidden from telling anyone, including your parents. Both of your brothers said they’d never touch you again if you told anyone. Like it was a bad thing.

“Of course not, bunny. It’s not wrong to feel good,” he murmurs into your ear, his fingers sliding back into your warm heat. You sigh at the feeling, back arching as your orgasm builds up again. “As long as you take your medicines, you’ll be fine,” he murmurs once more, his eyes focused on the hand inside your panties. When your walls tighten again, he doesn’t pull out. Releasing all over his fingers, you find yourself much more at ease than before.

Only a moment to relax before you find your face pushed into the pillows, Atsumu’s hand planted on the back of your head to keep you down. The panties are ripped off, exposing your glistening cunny folds to the air of the room. Your room was always kept slightly chilly since your onii-sans kept you warmed up every night. A thick thumb flicked at your clit, eliciting a whine from your throat before you were spanked.

“Don’t be impatient. You’ll get what you want in a minute, don’t worry,” Atsumu coos, hand rubbing an apology where he spanked you. After a few seconds of clothing shuffling around, you felt his tip nudging your entrance. Swiftly, he slid into your wet cunt and had to stop halfway. You always needed to adjust the first time of the night. Wiggling your hips had him pinching your hip, getting a giggle of you before he started to thrust.

Atsumu’s hand kept you firmly planted against the pillows, pistoning his cock into your cunny with sloppy, wet noises bouncing around the room. Your hands were bunching the fabric below you, mouth open in a never ending moan as your walls tightened around Atsumu. A chuckle left his chest, amping up the pace as you released your essence all over him. He wouldn’t stop until he had his own release, though. Didn’t mean he wouldn’t see how much he got out of you.

With his balls slapping against your clit, he didn’t need to rub his fingers against the little bud. The added pressure had you coming undone once more, a silent scream from you as your eyes roll back, toes curling with your last orgasm. Atsumu grunts and buried himself to the hilt, spilling inside your warm cunt. Once he’s finished expending himself into you, gentle kisses press into your sweaty back as you come down from your high.

“Think we got-“ a knock interrupts him, a sigh as he finishes. “Time. I guess not, see ya later, bunny,”

“M’kay,” you moan, feeling him slip out of you. Had it not been for Osamu on the other side of the door, Atsumu would’ve stayed to push his cum back into you. Another sigh leaves his lips as he tucks himself away, opening the door to be greeted to the sight of Osamu with a plate of food.

“All yours,”

“Took up an entire hour, ‘Tsumu,” Osamu blatantly states. Atsumu growls at that, full well knowing he spent that hour pleasing you and making you comfortable. Seems like it might be Osamu’s lucky day.

“Shut up. She drank some tea,” he mutters in response, leaving Osamu to have his fill of you. He’ll just rest before Osamu’s hour is up.

Osamu shrugs in response to Atsumu’s attitude, entering your room and shutting the door. Your tear filled eyes gaze up at him, glazed over as you wait. “Flip over. It’s time for your snack,”

“Snack?” You tilt your head, owlish eyes looking at him as he shows you the plate of onigiri. You excitedly start to dig into one, finding it’s a bit saltier than usual although it is still delicious. Osamu encourages you to eat more, shoving another rice ball into your mouth once the first one is gone. You greedily eat it up, feeling his cock rubbing between your folds as it collects the mixture of yours and Atsumu’s cum. “‘Sa-‘Samu,”

“You gotta keep eating if you want my cock, you know that,” he flicks your clit with his thumb, your legs twitching at the stimulation. He grins at that, knowing you’re sensitive. You finish off the onigiri, feeling his cock slip inside seconds later. “Good girl, eat all of it,” he presses another one to your lips.

“I’m not hungry, ‘Samu-nii,” you moan out, his hips rolling as he slowly thrusts into you. It has you quickly feeling your orgasm rise, the feeling of his cock stretching you out and pumping Atsumu’s cum further into you.

“If you don’t eat it all, you won’t get to cum,” he says. You immediately continue eating, the threat of no release much worse than multiple ones. He grins again at that, picking up his pace as you moan around the food in your mouth.

When you finally finish the onigiri, you feel so full and stuffed. When he notices, he grabs the back of your knees and pushes them to your chest, making it hard to breathe. “Nii-san!”

“You gotta be good for me, yeah? Be good for nii-san and take all of it,” he grunts, the sound of his balls slapping against your ass loud as you cream around him, back arching. Your lungs burn from going into overdrive and your legs burn from the stretch, but your cunny stings from the heavy and sharp thrusts of Osamu’s hips into it. It isn’t until he starts rubbing your clit do you know he’s close to release, his groaning getting louder as he stutters his hips, thick ropes of cum oozing into you and spurting out, dripping from your plugged up hole.

Breathless moans leave both of your lips, Osamu diving to give you a passionate kiss as you wrap your arms around him. Your night isn’t over, but he’ll let you rest.

The next morning, you always take a pregnancy test. Just in case your special pills don’t work. Atsumu told you they prevent pregnancy, that’s why you let them release inside. Even so, they want you to take a test in case. It always shows negative, a relief on your part while your nii-sans seem tense. When the test shows positive, your tears are enough to show them something’s different.

“Well, I guess it’s time to see whose it is. The unlucky one can get a try next time,” Atsumu chuckles, turning the blood in your veins cold.

What does he mean?

[babyboibucky]

Featherlight

Pairing: Chubby!Bucky x Ballerina!Reader

Summary: Bucky is blinded by his insecurities and fails to see how in love you are with him.

Word Count: 2,140

Warnings: Body image issues, insecurities but other than that, this is just pure fluff 💕

A/N: I asked for fluff prompts and y’all delivered and I swear, I’ll try to make them into full fics but for now, have this fluff inspired by my wifey’s idea @sarge-barnes-sir 😘 It’s my first time writing Chubby!Bucky and I hope it’s decent enough for everyone to enjoy!

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If you were the sun, he was the shadow. He’d follow you everywhere but would always stay behind, not wanting to dim your light.

Bucky adored you and he was so in love with you that sometimes he felt like he wasn’t enough for someone like you. Someone so pristine, so delicate and so perfect.

A ballerina.

Slender in figure, fit and so blindingly beautiful. You moved with grace even when you aren’t dancing. Whether you had your pointe shoes on or simply a pair of sneakers, you always looked like you were gliding with ease— so lightweight and carefree.

And then there he was, Bucky. Known as the clumsy book shop owner who couldn’t even finish arranging his books without taking breaks in between. He’s put on some weight recently, his stomach stretching out his shirts and his pants becoming too tight.

Bucky felt like he let himself go and he hated it. Hated how people seem to question how he was able to steal your heart, hated how he’d gotten looks from people whenever the both of you were out and about.

What Bucky couldn’t seem to see was that you thought of him as the sun too— your source of warmth and your light.

You adored him just as much, he was kind and so caring. Even the smallest things he’d do for you were never unappreciated. In fact, it was those trivial things that made butterflies explode in your stomach.

Bucky always opening the door for you or subtly switching sides with you whenever you’d cross the street; his book recommendations for you with little post its stuck on certain pages and phrases that he thought you’d love.

He was thoughtful and he showered you with affection but only when no one was around. You knew why he was always aloof whenever he needed to make himself known and it hurts you.

You were so in love with Bucky, maybe even more than he was with you. And if words weren’t enough proof, you were definitely going to show him and make him feel how much head over heels you were for him.

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The chimes above the entrance resounded throughout the book store, followed by your cheery voice calling for Bucky.

Bucky emerged from beneath the counter, greeting you with a smile, “Hi there, princess.”

You almost hop from happiness, just by seeing Bucky. His presence always made you feel giddy and his smile, that beautiful smile of his, it never failed to make you feel like a high school girl having a crush.

“I’m on my way to the studio and I thought I’d give you these.” You excitedly showed Bucky a box of cupcakes, placing them on top of the counter before walking around it to press a kiss on his cheek.

Bucky hesitated for a moment, but was careful not to show it in his face. He had been holding back on the sweets, noticing how his stomach was becoming pudgier than before.

“I woke up early today to bake these for you.” You said.

Bucky opened the box, revealing his favorite red velvet cupcakes with cream cheese filling. He pulled you close to his side and kissed your crown, mumbling a soft thank you before taking one out from the box.

“Doll, you’re making me fat.” He joked, but there was a little bit of truth in it. And it didn’t go over your head.

You give Bucky a hug, your hand resting on his stomach. “I like this. It’s cute.” You told him.

“You’re cute. And I love you, Bucky.”

Bucky’s heart swelled at your words, because they sounded sincere. You were always so genuine and you always expressed your love for him. He could only wish he could do the same thing to you without feeling embarrassed of himself. You deserved that, but sometimes it was hard not to let his insecurities get to him.

“Will you come pick me up after my rehearsals?” You asked pleadingly.

Bucky nodded, “Of course, baby. I’ll be outside waiting.”

And outside did Bucky wait. He had arrived earlier but decided to stay outside the studio. The doors had a glass window, allowing him to watch you as you danced gracefully with the rest of your ballerina friends.

A warm smile tugged at Bucky’s lips as he watched you with admiration. Your arms were poised as they moved along the music, feet gliding against the wooden floor as if you were weightless.

In Bucky’s eyes, you were the most beautiful when you were in your element.

You twirled on your toes and as soon as you turned towards the direction of the door, your eyes immediately spotted Bucky.

“Bucky, you’re here!” You practically squeal and rush out mid-practice.

Bucky chuckled when you ran towards him, jumping up and clinging onto him like a koala. You kissed his lips before letting your feet land back on the ground.

“Come and watch us.” You told him, taking his hand and tugging him into the studio.

Bucky though, pulled you back and stole a quick glance past your figure. The other ballerinas were looking at him, he realized. But no malice nor judgment were present in their eyes, If any, there was only amusement.

“I don’t want to interrupt you, baby.” He worried.

You chuckled, “You won’t. Besides, they’ve all been wanting to meet you.”

Bucky didn’t get a chance to make up another excuse because how could he say no to you? You looked so excited to see him and introduce him that it made him forget about his insecurities briefly.

“Ladies, this is my boyfriend, Bucky. I hope you don’t mind it if he watched?” You asked happily, your fingers intertwined with Bucky’s the entire time.

Bucky bashfully waved at each of your friends and offered a soft hello, acknowledging each of them when they introduced themselves.

“She really doesn’t need to introduce you to us, you know. She gushes about you every time, it’s really nice to finally meet you.” Wanda said, looking over at you with a teasing smile.

Natasha hummed in agreement, “She keeps on telling almost everyone how your shop has the best selection of books there is. I might actually drop by soon to check it out.” She said.

Bucky’s chest constricted, not from consciousness nor embarrassment but from utter happiness. You’d been talking about him to your friends, enough to have them be just as excited to meet him.

And that afternoon, Bucky watched you with loving eyes as you danced. You kept on looking at him, shooting him smiles and winks that made him blush like a little school boy.

You truly had eyes only for him.

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Bucky thought that he was over his self-doubts after meeting your ballerina friends. They were all so nice and not once did they make him feel inferior for having you as his girlfriend.

But now, having to attend the ballet recital you’d star in, Bucky could feel his diffidence come back all at once. His hands felt clammy around the bouquet of flowers he bought, he walked up to the steps leading to the backstage to surprise you, feet becoming heavier and heavier as he neared.

Was his dress shirt too tight? Bucky unknowingly placed a hand on his belly hanging over his belt. Would the security even let him into the backstage if he said you were his girlfriend? Would he even believe him? And the director of your ballet company, he’d finally meet her but how would she feel about her star ballerina being with someone like him?

He was merely a book shop owner, a timid one at that. You were a rising star, and with the amount of media attending the show, there was no doubt that you’d have all their attention and Bucky wouldn’t want to be beside you then, dimming your light with the little darkness that often hung above his head.

Bucky began to sweat and thought about just meeting you after the show, but then you saw him and your beautiful voice calling for his name was enough to shatter all the negative thoughts before they could fully consume him.

“Hi doll.” Bucky greeted as he walked up to you.

You were already in your outfit, all white with gold accents with an intricate tiara to match— Bucky’s queen looking like an actual queen.

“You look beautiful.” He praised, handing you the flowers.

You cooed and gave Bucky a hug, looking up at him with bright eyes and a huge smile. “You look so handsome today, Buck.”

Bucky chuckled softly, not even acknowledging your compliment. “Well, I’ll leave you to prepare. I just wanted to surprise you before the show starts.”

“No, wait. Come on, I’ll introduce you around. The show won’t start in half an hour anyway.” You said.

There were stares and whispers as you went around to introduce Bucky to the rest of your company. Wanda and Natasha were quick to greet him, alleviating some of Bucky’s worries. But then his fear of being judged came back when he noticed the others and how they looked at you and then at him.

Bucky swallowed the lump in his throat when you let go of his hand to approach one of the male dancers, greeting him with an embrace.

He was lean and fit, handsome too with features that would make any girl look twice. Bucky wasn’t jealous, no. He trusted you and knew that you would never, ever look at someone else.

But it was Bucky’s own thoughts that betrayed him. He began to compare himself with the other men in the room, how they looked physically good, how strong they probably were to be able to lift you in the air with ease.

How they looked like the perfect match for a perfect girl like you.

Oh how the press would love to see the star of the show with someone just as graceful and beautiful.

“Bucky.”

Your voice pulled him out of his reverie, not because of how chirpy it sounded but because it was stern and came out like a warning.

“You’re doing it again, aren’t you?” You asked with a frown as you walked up to him, resting your arms on his shoulders and pulling him close.

Bucky faked a laugh, “Doing what, honey?”

You made a face and cupped his cheeks, “I love you, Bucky. And I hate it when you bring yourself down when you lift me up. You always does that and I don’t like it.”

Bucky avoided your gaze and heaved out a sigh, shaking his head and licking his lips.

“I can’t help it when you’re so...perfect. You shouldn’t even be with me, I’m just...I mean...look at me.” He chortled bitterly, motioning down at his body.

“I am looking at you, Bucky. Always. And do you know what I see?” You asked and tried to catch his gaze.

“I see a perfect man. I see the love of my life. I want you to see that too. I don’t care about what others would say, I’d choose you always.” You reassured with a tender smile that almost brought Bucky to tears.

He was so caught up with his insecurities all these years that he failed to see how you looked at him. There was always a glimmer in your eyes whenever you spotted him, your smile always reaching your ears every time you were out with him.

You never cared about his body, his shirts becoming too tight or how he had to loosen up his belt so he could breathe. You loved Bucky as he is and you always made sure to show him that whenever you made love to him.

Hell, you showed him that every single day, with your surprise visits at his shop, your lips on his cheek even when in public...how you were all over him whenever the two of you were together.

“I love you, doll.” Bucky breathed out and caught you off-guard with a kiss.

He poured his love into that kiss, other people be damned. You’re his just as much as he was yours. If you think he was perfect, then he’ll make sure to be it and he was going to start by being proud.

Proud of you and proud of himself too.

“I love you, Bucky. Always you.”

Bucky had never seen you so ethereal as he watched you take over the stage with your grace. You danced as if he was the only person in the audience, your eyes always finding their way to him and they’d shine with happiness and love.

You had eyes only for Bucky and the way you made him feel with your love was akin to how you danced across the stage—

Featherlight.

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[quicksilverownsmysoul]

Convenience Store

Summary: you work at the local convenience store, everyday the same, that is until someone speeds by. Someone brings a little more excitement to your life than you bargained for

Warnings: a rude customer towards the end who gets a little aggressive

Hey y’all enjoy this little story I whipped up in the spur of the moment! Just a reminder that my inbox is open, so feel free to send me requests or let me know if you have a headcannon you’d like me to write about!!!

Working at a convenience store isn’t all that fun. Dealing with rude people that demand you honor their three year old coupons, or children that scream endlessly until their poor mother finally gives in and buys them some random candy or toy. But the work wasn’t hard. Just restocking the shelves and managing the register. Everyday the same old thing. Since it was a small shop there was usually only one person at a time working, so didn’t have to try and make awkward conversation with your coworkers. And your manager was nice enough to let you study at the register when it wasn’t too busy.

Today was one of those days. Business was slow so you had your history textbook open and notebook out trying to study for your upcoming final. The bell chimed, and you looked up the greet the customer only to find no one there, you furrowed your brow in confusion but figured it was the wind and went back to studying. You were finishing up the chapter when a voice startled you out of your thoughts.

“What are doing?” You jumped in your seat the sudden noise surprising you. You looked up to see a guy with silver hair leaning on the counter. “Sorry didn’t mean to scare you.” He was drinking a slurpee and it looked as if he was practically vibrating, his hand tapping the counter and an insane pace. He really needed to cut back on sugar.

You snapped out of your shock and pushed your textbook to the side. “You know you need to pay for that don’t you?”

He looked down at the large cup in his hand. “Do I?”

You couldn’t believe this guy, was he joking. “Yes you do that’s how a store works.” You looked him over again the first thought that came to mind was that he looked weird. He had silver hair despite looking no older than 19, he was wearing a silver reflective jacket, and goggles which were placed over his eyes. And he couldn’t stop moving.

He smiled at you, and before you knew it he was gone. His slurpee gone with him. “Hey!” You shouted and ran around the counter flinging open the door. “You have to pay for that!” Your words fell on deaf ears, there was no one in sight. You made your way back into the store, grumbling about how this was going to come out of your paycheck.

The next day you were restocking the stores supplies of twinkies when you felt as if someone was standing next to you. You turned to look behind you but no one was there. When you turned back the box you had been holding was gone. “Wow I didn’t know they made confetti ones, are these new?” You let out a little scream when you saw the guy from yesterday on your right hand side. “These look good I might have to try them.”

“It’s you, from yesterday.”

He smirked at you and leaned on the shelf. “So you remember me?”

“As the guy that stole the slurpee,” you crossed your arms across your chest. “Of course I do.”

“Can you prove it?”

“What?”

“Can you prove I stole the slurpee.”

“I-“ you paused. Actually you couldn’t. You checked the security cam yesterday trying to show your manager proof that someone stole something only for there to be a silver spark of a person for less than a second before nothing. Just you yelling at our the door. Your manager looked at you like you were crazy.

You pursed your lips in frustration. “No I can’t.” You mumbled.

“What was that?” He held a hand up to his ear a smile stretching across his face. “I didn’t hear you.”

“I said no I can’t.” You said through gritted teeth.

“Well there ya have it, I didn’t steal a thing.” He was eating one of the confetti twinkies and made a face at the taste. “I don’t like these too much.” He handed you the half eaten snack and ripped open a box of the original twinkies. “I like these better.”

“Are you gonna pay for these.”

He just winked and left you standing in the aisle with a half eaten Twinkie and an open box of them. Well since it was coming out of your paycheck you figured you could try one. You opened the package and the minute you bit it you made a face. The guy was right these were awful. You threw the box away and went back to shelving the items.

He came back the next day this time he beat you to the store. When you arrived he was sitting at the chair behind the counter. At this point you weren’t even surprised at his presence. “Hey.”

You ignored him and walked the the back of the store with your broom. A small frown was etched into his features as he saw you ignore him. But a second later he was at your side opening the freezer and taking a soda out. You didn’t even acknowledge him. “Aren’t you gonna ask me if I’m gonna pay for this?”

You looked up at him. “If I ask you will you pay for it?”

He laughed “No.”

You let out an amused snort and he smiled. “Why do you keep coming here?”

“The foods good.” You stopped sweeping to give him a judgmental look.

“The food is crap, half of its expired.”

He had already finished the soda and was starting his second one. He nervously licked his lips before speaking again. “Would you believe me if I told you I came here to see you?”

You leaned on your broom. “No.”

He walked over to you hands shaking slightly. “Well it’s true.” His soft voice made a shiver run down your spine, and like that he was gone.

For the rest of the work day you found yourself thinking about him. You couldn’t deny that he was cute. His hair as unusual as it was suited him and when he smiled your heart rate picked up. And as annoyed as you acted around him, you thought his antics were quite endearing, you just wished he didn’t cost you money every time he stopped by.

“Ahem.” You we’re so lost in your thoughts you didn’t even notice there was a customer waiting.

“I’m sorry sir how can I help you?”

“Well you could have been doing your job and not have kept me waiting for as long as you did.” You winced at his tone and muttered another apology. You rang up his items and told him the total. He leaned over the counter and you felt yourself step back. “You know since you kept me waiting for so long I shouldn’t even have to pay for my stuff.”

“Excuse me?”

“You heard me. It’s not fault that a stupid girl like you doesn’t know how to do your job. I don’t know why they have you at the counter, you aren’t even pretty enough to draw in any customers. “ He made a move to get behind the counter.

“Sir you can’t come back here.” You tried to stop him from coming through but he grabbed your wrist.” Let go of me.” Your voice was shaking for fear.

“Or what?” He gave you a sick smile. You looked around but there was no one in sight. “you should know better than-“ the man was cut off as he was yanked back and away from you. You lifted your gaze off of the floor to see the silver haired boy from earlier, holding the man by the back collar of his shirt.

He looked at the man and made a disapproving voice, chiding him with a playful voice. “You know that’s no way to treat a lady. And if you’re not gonna pay for anything you should get out of the way.”

The man was angrier than ever struggling to get out of his grip. “Let go of me!”

The silver haired boy looked at him and gave him a smile. “Okay.” Time seemed to slow and the next thing you knew the man was flying out the door half way across the parking lot.

The silver haired boy turned back to you a look of worry on his face. His voice was soft as he spoke to you. “Are you okay?”

You took a deep breath trying to calm yourself down. “I’m okay now. But that was really scary.” You looked back down at your feet trying your best not to show him how scared your really were. He hated seeing you like this. He broke the silence.

“I bet, I’m sorry you had to go through that. That guy was being a total creep. At least when I try to steal things I’m polite about it.” He joked trying to ease the tension.

You let out a little laugh. He smiled back at you. A few moments past and you spoke up, curiosity taking over. “What was that, how were you able to grab him so fast? And how did you get here?” He tapped his fingers anxiously against the counter as you questioned him. “There was no one here at all and then suddenly.” You eyed him suspiciously. “How’d you do it.”

“Um...” he stumbled over his words, “It’s a secret.” He said looking down at his feet. When he looked back up you were leaning over the counter inches away from him. He felt his face heat up at the sudden closeness. He tried to look away but your determined eyes made him hold eye contact for the time being.

“No seriously how did you do it?” His eyes darted back and forth, nervously, you could tell he was debating and what he was going to tell you. He sighed and leaned back over the counter, this time making your face heat up.

“Promise you won’t freak out.” You give him a look before nodding your head in agreement. He put his goggles on. And shook his body out to ease his tension. You gave him a weird look as he gave you a nervous smile. “Watch me.”

A gust of wind blew you hair back, taking off through the store in a lap and the next second he was back at the counter, sitting on your stool, feet resting on the countertop. Your mouth was open in shock, trying to process how he got there so fast. He watched you with curious eyes, licking his lip nervously trying to anticipate what your reaction was going to be. “That was-“ he shut his eyes, wincing preparing for a negative reaction.

“That was so cool!! What was that?” You turned to face him caging him in with your arms unintentionally. He felt his face turn red and stumbled over his words

“I- um..” he finally managed to choke out a response, his cool guy demeanor fading. “I’m a mutant.” He squeaked out. You gave a laugh at his high voice. “I’m a mutant. “ he said again his voice back to normal. “My ability is super speed.”

“That’s so cool, so that’s how you were able to steal things so quickly.”

“Hey!” He defended. “That’s not all I use my powers for.”

“But that’s what you mostly use them for.”

He paused before admitting the truth with a embarrassed. “yea.”

You guys laughed. He was still a little in awe of how calm you were. “So you’re not freaked out?”

“Not at all. That like insane, it’s really cool that you can do that.” You gave him a reassured smile and he felt his heart leap for joy.

“So now that you know about my powers, and since I saved your live-“

You scoffed. “Dramatic much?”

He smirked. “Will you go on a date with me?”

You were taken aback and felt heat creep up onto your cheeks. “I don’t even know your name.”

“If I tell you my name will you go out with me?”

You mirrored his playful smirk. “Maybe.”

He stuck his hand out towards you and you took it in your own. “Hi I’m Peter Maximoff.”

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the bad batch + what romance/rom com movies they watch with you

each of the bad batch x gn!reader

ok first and foremost i really truly believe to the pits of my soul that every single one of these fuckos loves romances and you cannot under any circumstances change my mind

ALSO it’s a gender neutral reader except kinda in echo’s theres like a very brief quote regarding breasts but like i still think even that is pretty gender neutral tbh

so anyway

Hunter: Pretty Woman

this is not the first time that i have publicly declared that i think hunter has a deep rooted connection to the movie pretty woman and it will not be the last

first of all this movie is incredibly soothing to hunters overwhelming savior complex

second of all hunter is literally richard gere (debonaire but emotionally distant gentleman that learns to love) and julia roberts (hooker with a heart of gold) at the same time

he was a little skeptical the first time you put it on but he instantly fell in love with it

the humor, the sensuality, the class divide, the glamour, the unconventional cinderella story of it all. it just really butters his bread

after the first time, when you suggest watching a movie and you pick this one he’ll act very aloof about it (“whatever you want cyar’ika, it doesn’t matter to me”) but secretly he’s really really happy bc it’s one of his favorites (you def know this and def pick it more often)

he absolutely hates the scene when stucky the lawyer hits vivian. like it doesn’t matter how many times he watches it he will fully turn his head away from the screen and say “I don’t like this part” and when it’s over he nuzzles a little closer into you and very tenderly kisses your forehead

he loves the soundtrack too. like he fully exposes how much he likes the movie when you catch him singing or humming “pretty woman” or “it must have been love” absently to himself (you kept it to yourself for a while but eventually you just had to tease him about it. he just smiled a little sheepishly and admitted he liked the songs before promptly changing the subject)

hunter also lowkey definitely wants to recreate the ending where richard gere shows up to her apartment in the white limo with you bc he thinks it’s such a sweet gesture and he wants to treat you like royalty

Crosshair: 10 Things I Hate About You

if there’s one thing about crosshair it’s that he’s a sucker for the enemies to lovers genre

maybe its just him projecting (spoiler alert it most certainly is) but he really enjoys watching the drama conflama of a miserable bastard be tricked into love

and really that’s the true essence of 10 Things I Hate About You

he will grumble and bitch and moan about not wanting to watch a ‘chick flick’ when you put it on, but 15 minutes in and he’s hooked

he has strong negative opinions on literally every single character except for kat and patrick

(crosshair really really wants to think he’s patrick but when it comes down to it he is katarina stratford in every single possible way)

he doesn’t say a word throughout the entire movie but you can tell when he’s annoyed at like bianca or cameron or joey bc he will openly scoff at them

will absolutely hum along in your ear during the “can’t take my eyes off you” scene and make out with you during the paintball scene

(seriously he wants to be patrick verona so bad)

when it’s over and you ask him what he thought he’ll roll his eyes and say “i guess it could have been worse” but his little smirk let’s you know he enjoyed it a lot more than he’s willing to admit

Tech: 50 Shades of Grey

ok hear me out on this one

tech is a huge movie talker. like subtitles are a non-negotiable if you wanna be able to take in any of the movies dialogue bc tech is most likely gonna make commentary over it the whole time

this makes him absolutely indescribably so much fun to watch bad/corny movies with

he will go off about EVERYTHING. the plot, the dialogue, the acting, the costuming, the music, the production quality. nothing and no one is safe. whether you just enjoy letting him talk at you or you join in on the roast, cheesy movies are a hoot between you two

and honey. 50 shades is one of THE cheesiest movies ever

you and tech will literally spend the entire duration of the movie tearing it to shreds

and the thing is tech is a very sarcastic, funny guy when he wants to be (and when it comes to you he definitely wants to be) so by the end of it he will have you in absolute stitches from laughing at the ridiculousness of both the movie and him

with any of the other batchers watching a movie like this either turns into a shy, slightly awkward experience (wrecker, echo) or an incorrigibly horny experience (crosshair, hunter)

but in this context tech literally has no shame or squeamishness about sexual things (why should he it’s a natural biological process?) so to yall the sex stuff is just another thing to roast

literally christian grey could be fully tying dakota johnson down and flogging her and tech will be like “in the last 3 minutes they have panned up to her nipples 4 times. this is criminally shoddy cinematography”

even tho he’s busy giving a detailed play by play critique, he never fails to keep some sort of physical contact with you (wrapping an arm around you and running his hand up and down your skin, playing with your fingers or your hair) so you know he’s enjoying spending this time with you despite his nasty words about the movie

also 1000% after you watch it tech will do extensive research on the ins and outs of bdsm and will have lots of hypotheses he wants to test out (as long as you’re willing and able ofc) ;)))

Wrecker: 13 Going On 30

of all the bad batch members, wrecker is the only one who unabashedly loves any movie that could be considered a chick flick

like he doesn’t even try to hide it or act like he’s too masculine for it. he loves romance and he’s proud of it

this man will have full marathons with you. rom coms, regular roms, tragic roms, hallmark roms, you name it and he’s game

his absolute favorite tho is 13 Going On 30

i feel like he has a huge soft spot for childhood best friends to lovers stories like he finds that type of lifelong partnership so endearing (and he loves to live vicariously through jenna since that type of romance was obviously never an option for him)

wrecker is also very childlike at heart and i think the idea of a 13 year old sweetheart trapped inside the body of a 30 year old cut throat magazine exec is so amusing to him (and maybe makes him feel just a little bit represented in the media)

he is definitely the type to completely engulf you in a cuddle for the entirety of the movie and he DEFINITELY cries into your shoulder at matty’s wedding when jenna is crying on the stoop with her dream house

he wants to try razzles so bad. like so bad. i think if he ever came across them somewhere he would barter at least one of his brothers for them

wrecker really just loves love and watching movies about it just reminds him of how lucky he is to have his own love story with you <3

Echo: The Princess Bride

i feel like it’s glaringly obvious why echo loves this movie

pirates. sword fighting. decades long revenge plots. the value of an honorable, loyal man. true love that never wavers even in the face of devastating tragedy and the darkest of hardships. clever but goofy humor.

echo considers this an action/adventure movie and NOT a romance movie (even tho it 100% totally is a romance movie) and requests to watch it very frequently

he can quote the whole thing. i’m seriously telling you echo loves the princess bride with his whole chest

even tho he refuses to admit it’s a love story above all else, he really does try to model himself in your relationship after wesley

like especially given what happened at the citadel and all the time you thought he was dead, the cinematic parellels are alive and present in y’alls relationship and he strives to be even half the man to you that wesley is to buttercup

literally in your day to day life he will sometimes respond to your requests with a smooth “as you wish ;)” (it doesn’t matter how many times he does it it still gives you butterflies)

when you watch the movie, he snuggles as close to you as possible and does his best to make youre comfy the whole time (he’s insecure about his prosthetics hurting you no matter how much you reassure him they don’t)

he just loves to be able to feel your heartbeat and your laugh when you giggle at the funny bits

every single time without fail at the part when buttercup is about to stab herself he leans down, ghosts his lips against the shell of your ear, and whispers the line in time with wesley: “there’s a shortage of perfect breasts in this world. it would be a pity to damage yours”

every single time without fail you wind up making out until he pulls away and tells you to watch the next part when wesley challenges humperdinck to a duel to the pain

echo just loves you to bits and wants you to know he’d endure a thousand fire swamps for you

Omega: Clueless

i have this really specific obsession with omega being a total girly girl and having very traditionally feminine interests as she keeps experiencing the universe and being exposed to a spectrum of gender expression beyond clone (masc and boring) and kaminoan (ugly)

so with that headcanon of her in mind, it’s vital to me that she sees clueless as soon as possible

clueless is an essential piece of media for a girl entering adolescence and i will die on this hill

it has literally everything you want and everything you need to develop into a well-rounded young woman

it’s so deliciously 90s and glamorama and valley girl humor and camp. its got meaningful female friendships and valuable life lessons and paul mf rudd

if there’s one thing you should encourage a burgeoning hetero teen girl to do, it’s to stick to dating guys like paul rudd in clueless. the earlier this message can be broadcast the better

the second you’re able to steal omega away from hunters watchful eyes (“hunter we’re just gonna watch finding nemo i swear!”) you show her this movie

at this point omega is not really a girly girl, but omega also has absolutely zero feminine influence in her life

the first time she sees clueless she is absolutely obsessed. like seriously she is so enamoured with the glitz and glam of cher horowitz

she asks you questions the entire time. she wants to know about EVERYTHING. the makeup, the clothes, the hair, the slang

(she definitely goes around saying stuff like “i’m totally bugging” for long enough afterwards that almost all of the boys have slipped up at least once with some ridiculous valley girl slang. you thought you were gonna die of laughter when you overheard tech say “as if!” to wrecker in the middle of an argument)

it just really introduces her to this whole world of femininity that she didn’t even know existed and she absolutely loves it

she makes you watch clueless with her seriously once a week at minimum. she begs you to style her hair like tai’s and you can’t help yourself when you happen to run across a little yellow plaid dress and buy it for her on sight

(hunter was gonna scold you for recklessly spending credits until he saw how omega almost cried from how happy she was for the gift)

honestly she enjoys the romance of it all and paul rudd is def her first celebrity crush but she enjoys more that you and her now have this special thing of hair and nails and pretty dresses

she loves how confident and beautiful and special you’re able to make her feel, and you love that you get to bring her that small sense of normalcy and happiness

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baby, you’re like lightning in a bottle (kristie mewis x reader)

sam doesn’t know, so it’s unintentionally a series of rendezvous in the hotel. 

word count: 2388 ish

rating: H for hi i had some time to write so i did this short thing and Y for yeah i’ve been in a kristie kind of a phase so enjoy :)

title- electric love, borns  

——

your heart beat wildly in your chest as you laid there on the ground, sam’s voice distracting you from the grossness of the hotel room floor.

“okay now can you get up and put on some clothes already so we can go to breakfast?”

there’s a little bit more chatter until you hear a bit of rustling from the bed on top of you, followed by the clicking of a door, signaling sam’s exit from the room. 

still, you don’t dare to move, but it’s only when kristie bursts out laughing that you do. 

“okay that was too close of a call!”

 you shuffle out from under the bed and glare at your girlfriend, which only makes her laugh harder. 

you sit back onto the bed, a sheet draped over you, and pout.

“you didn’t have to kick me off the bed you asshole!”

kristie rolled her eyes.

“would you rather have been naked in my bed when sam walked in?”

“alright fair point,” you grumble.

kristie laughs again, and you try to stay mad at her, but when your girlfriend is kristie mewis, how could you? 

you eventually join in the laughter and break out into a grin, giving your girlfriend a quick kiss on the cheek when she walks by to get her phone.

“as much as i love you like this you should get dressed too y/n.”

you roll your eyes but agree.

“yeah yeah- speaking of, where is my shirt?”

kristie looks up from her phone and arches a brow at you.

“it’s your shirt. how would i know?”

you smirk and pull her in gently by the front of her hoodie, the girl in front of you gasping slightly as you do so.

“well you ripped it off of me last night didn’t you?”

kristie grins and wraps her arms around your neck. 

“perhaps.”

you look up and meet her in a searing kiss, your tongue slipping in her mouth almost immediately.

kristie pushes you onto your back and moves her kisses to your neck, but a slam on the door makes the two of you jump and almost fall off the bed in surprise.

“COME ON KRISTIE I’M HUNGRY!”

your girlfriend groans into your neck before screaming a reply: 

“JUST WAIT FOR ME IN THE LOBBY!”

“OKAY FINE!”

kristie groans, and just as she opens her mouth, sam cuts her off again.

“OKAY BUT YOU BETTER NOT FALL ASLEEP AGAIN!”

kristie rolls her eyes.

“SHUT UP I’M COMING!”

“not anymore..” you mutter, earning a smack on the chest from your girlfriend. 

despite her annoyance, she leans down to give you one last peck before making her way to the bathroom.

“okay i’ll leave first, and i’ll text you when the coast is clear so you can go back to your room.”

you hum in compliance.

“mhm okay kris.”

a few minutes later, after your phone pinged with a text, you still couldn’t find your shirt, so you slip on one of kristie’s hoodies on your way out, not noticing the trail of hickies down the side of your neck...

~~

it’s later when you arrive at practice that your carelessness bites you in the ass.

you were warming up alongside abby, when your girlfriend arrives with sam and rose, the trio heavily conversing in a topic unknown to you.

your ears perked up immediately upon hearing your girlfriend’s voice, your eyes following her every step.

you blush a little when your eyes meet sam’s, this morning’s close call still fresh on your mind. 

the taller midfielder shoots you a smile and a wave, both of which you reciprocate. 

kristie and rose do the same, though kristie’s eyes linger on you for a little bit, which you realize is probably because you’re wearing her hoodie.

she meets your eyes again and you quirk your eyebrow up a little challengingly.

your girlfriend rolls her eyes and mouths: 

“you look hot.”

you smirk and do a little hair flip and mouth back, “i know”, all which earn a halfhearted eye roll from kristie. 

an exclamation from sonnett tears your vision away from your girlfriend.

“damn y/n that’s one hell of a mosquito!”

your eyes immediately shoot to sonnett’s face in panic, and from the corner of your eye you catch a glimpse of kristie’s similar expression.

you clear your throat.

“what?”

sonnett makes her way to you and leans in to inspect your neck.

she points to the trail on your neck:

“these...things.” 

you swat her hands away. 

sonnett narrows her eyes. 

“wait a minute..”

you turn away abruptly and mouth a “sorry” to kristie. 

sonnett grabs your shoulders and spins you back around towards her. 

“...these are fresh! who’s defiling you during camp?!”

“i-“

“okay girls! time for practice!”

thank god for vlatko.

~~

unsurprisingly, you get swarmed again at lunch. 

by this point, everyone knows. 

kelley runs into you first. 

“alright so who are you banging?”

you roll your eyes. 

“i’m not banging anyone.”

kelley snorts as she grabs a salad. 

“yeah right. and i’m straight.” 

you roll your eyes again and ignore her, taking a seat at your typical table. 

kristie sits down next to you as soon as you get there. 

“hey.”

your mood almost immediately improves. 

“hey,” you grin back at her. 

the bashful smiles and exchanges aren’t missed by rose, who almost squeals in excitement across the room. 

she grabs sam’s arm, but realizing who’s she’s talking to, almost immediately drops it. 

sam gives her a weird look, but returns to her lunch nonetheless.

too caught up in staring at your girlfriend’s side profile, you almost scream when sonnett claps your back and leans over you. 

“emily sonnett! what is wrong with you!”

the defender just laughs. 

“what do you want?”

“you know what i want. who are you banging?”

kristie chokes on her bite of food next to you.  

“i told you already, no one.”

sonnett rolls her eyes and opts to question kristie, who’s currently coughing, instead. 

“hey you and y/n are close, do you know?”

kristie finishes coughing and locks eyes with you, smirking. 

“i don’t know y/n, who are you banging?”

you roll your eyes and stand up. 

“y’all are annoying.”

you throw away the remnants of your lunch and meet kristie’s eyes, who takes the hint and gets up too. 

unbeknownst to you, rose is watching your every move, and seeing the exchange, gets up to follow you. 

~~

as soon as the elevator door closes, you push kristie into the corner. 

“hey.”

kristie grins and gives you a kiss. 

“hey to you too.”

the two of you meet again, but you pull back after a few seconds. 

“do you think it’s time to tell them?”

 kristie sighs. 

“i don’t know, we could just have them figure it out themselves.”

“true. b-“

kristie shushes you. 

“less talking, more doing whatever we were doing before.”

you grin and comply, the two of you so caught up in kissing that you don’t hear the elevator doors open. 

“OH MY FUCKING GOD I KNEW IT!”

you spring apart so abruptly you hit your head on the wall. 

rose stands before you panting slightly, but more excited than anything. 

you furrow your brows in confusion. 

“how did- we took the elevator-“

kristie butts in. 

“di-did you run up the stairs?”

rose nods regretfully. 

“all six floors?”

she nods again. 

“but how did you-“

“okay enough about me!”

rose grabs your arms and pulls the two of you out of the elevator and into the hallway. 

“how long-”

you finish for her.

“-is my dick?”

kristie smacks your arm and rose rolls her eyes. 

you hold you hands up in defense. 

kristie shakes her head and pinches the bridge of her nose. 

“i’m dating a child.”

rose asks again. 

“how long have you been together?”

you grin and give kristie a kiss on the cheek before saying:

“a little over a month.”

rose squeals in excitement. 

“wait does sam know?”

“do i know what?”

the three of you spin around to see sam stepping out of the elevator with a confused look on her face. 

when you remain silent, she asks again. 

“what did i miss?”

rose saves the two of you.  

well. 

sort of. 

“we’re talking about y/n’s hickies! have you seen them?”

sam replies in the negative. 

she leans in and inspects your neck, and over her head you catch kristie’s glare directed at rose. 

“these are fresh! so it’s someone at camp!”

rose agrees with her. 

“that’s what i said! but she denies it!”

“y/n.” 

you look up at them.

“yes?”

“tell us.”

“nope.”

“please?”

“nope.”

~~

you should’ve known that they wouldn’t let you off the hook that quickly. 

team movie night was happening, and kristie knocked on your shared room a whole 30 minutes before it began. 

abby was the one who opened it. 

“oh kristie, hey, you know it doesn’t start for like another half an hour right?” 

you sneak up behind abby and grin. 

“she knows.”

abby’s eyes flicker between the two of you when it hits her. 

she makes an “oh” face and lets your girlfriend in.

“please don’t have sex while i’m here.” 

you assure her.

“don’t worry, wasn’t planning on it.”

luckily for you, your best friend wasn’t as pushy or nosy as the rest of the team was. 

you could tell there were questions she wanted to ask, but abby being abby, refrained from doing so. 

so all was well. 

for those thirty minutes. 

and then the rest of the team arrived. 

~~ 

“all in favor of skipping movie night for a non alcoholic version of never have i ever say aye!”

following kelley’s exclamation, a loud cacophony of “aye’s” could be heard throughout the room. 

you rolled your eyes. 

of course.

you turn towards your girlfriend who shrugs. 

“alright everyone make a circle make a circle!”

you get dragged by abby to sit next to her, across from kristie, who’s sitting next to sam. 

kristie meets your eyes and you both smile a little. 

then the game started. 

it was innocent enough at first. 

“okay never have i ever ridden a ferris wheel!”

everyone groans. 

“really sam?!”

“that’s so lame!”

and then after a few rounds it got interesting. 

“never have i ever dated a national team teammate!”

rose stared at you when she said it. 

you shoot her a glare and try to non conspicuously take a sip of your drink, kristie doing the same. 

“NO! KRISTIE!” sam exclaimed in shock. 

kristie rolled her eyes. 

“surprise?”

sam gave her a look that read we need to talk later.

you get the same treatment from the kids.

“wait y/n who have you dated?!”

“is that who gave you the hickies?!”

“is-“

you cut them off.  

“OKAY next one.”

suddenly sam stands up when her phone rings: 

“wait hold on pat’s calling me.”

everyone awws and sam rolls her eyes, before stepping out into the hallway to take the phone call.

kelley pipes in to continue and you groan when you hear it.

“never have i ever had sex in the past week.” 

you meet kristie’s eyes and both of you blush, grabbing your drinks along with tobin and christen.

“NO WAY! I-“

lindsey promptly slaps a hand over sonnett’s mouth to shut her up. 

it takes a second for it to click. 

then everyone starts talking at once. 

“I KNEW IT!”

“DAMN YOU’RE LUCKY SAM ISNT IN HERE!”

“IS THAT WHY YOU ASKED TO BORROW MY ROOM UGH GROSS!”

you yell at them to shut up. 

“OKAY!”

you look at kristie apologetically, who just shrugs and smiles at you. 

you look at everyone and say: 

“okay you get three questions collectively.”

christen pipes in first. 

“how long?”

kristie answers. 

“a little over a month-.”

sonnett cuts off the rest of your sentence.

“how the fuck did you keep it a secret for that long?!”

“is that your second question?”

everyone glares at the blonde defender almost immediately. 

“sorry sorry.”

“does sam know?”

you both shake your head.

“alright one question left.”

“how’s the sex?” 

that question is followed by a “kelley!” and a slap. 

kristie responds to it nonetheless, accompanying the end with a wink.

“great thanks for asking.”

you blush and the rest of the team gags.

“hey what’d i miss?”

oh right. sam. 

“we just finished up another round.”

“oh cool what was the question?”

“never have i ever had sex in the past week.”

sam scrunches up her face.

“that’s a boring one. i mean it would just be tobin and christen right?”

~~

a week later, she found out.

“WOULD ANYONE CARE TO EXPLAIN WHAT IVE JUST UNWILLINGLY WITNESSED?!!”

sam’s shriek wakes both of you up. 

your heart was hammering in your chest under the blanket you pulled over yourself.

kristie just groaned and pulled her pillow over her head.

“AGAIN I WOULD LIKE TO HAVE AN EXPLANATION!”

kristie mumbled under the pillow:

“surprise, we’re dating.”

sam’s face softened. 

“you’re dating?” 

kristie sat up. 

“yes. how’d you even get in this room?”

“jane gave me your keycard.”

“ah.”

“you’re really dating?”

“yes.”

sam claps happily. 

“i have to call pat now! we can go on double dates omg this’ll be so fun!”

sam sits down on the opposite bed and grins. 

“y/n you can stop hiding now.”

from under the covers you mumble:

“i’m not wearing anything.”

sam crinkles her nose in disgust. 

“okay never mind then.”

you take a peek at sam, who’s smiling widely and happily, and then at kristie, who’s watching you with a loving smile. 

seeing her, you temporarily forget sam’s there and give your girlfriend a quick kiss.

“hey.”

kristie smiles back.

“good morning you.”

sam’s watching the interaction with a shit eating grin, and when you move to kiss kristie again, she covers her eyes.

“ew y/n you just side boobed me.”

you flip her off and kiss your girlfriend anyway. 

[ebonyslasher]

can i request the original slasher boys (ghostface, michael, jason, bubba, and freddy) with a male s/o?

Hey, sure~

I don’t write for Freddy, sorry!

Slashers with male s/o:

Noticed him giving you bedroom eyes whenever y’all made eye contact. 

One time, he bit his bottom lip and winked at you. Lawd, you swore your soul left your body

His sexy ass just fuck you up😩

Billy acts cool towards you but is secretly really nervous. His palms often sweat when he’s around you. You’re just so attractive, esp with those amazing eyes

.......and that amazing ass too. Hot damn!👀

Calls you babe or hot stuff often

He likes taking impromptu naps with you 

Y’all will watch random youtube video or play video games together 

Billy tries to match you drip, he wants to be that stylish couple everyone envies

And y’all do just that, absolutely killing the game. Most people end up trying to copy y’all. The power that you two have, literally the blueprint 

Both first met in Gym class, which you hated with a passion. But whatever you did never made you break a sweat.

Meanwhile, Stu is drenched as fuck. He looked at you and asked you how you weren’t sweating.

“I’m too gay to sweat.”💁🏿‍♂️

“.....I’m gay too tho!”

“Yo’ level must not be high enough. Be more gay.”

Stu is sooooooooooo goofy. But you are too; it’s what attracts you to him in the first place. 

Both just some goofy ass niggas together lol

You couldn’t count how many times y’all have laughed until crying and coughing 🤣

He takes a lot of pictures of you and post you up to flaunt his handsome bf

He’s simpin for you 

Stu loves your du-rags, often trying them on and posing in the mirror when you aren’t looking

At school, y’all are the most popular couple. It’s obvious that you both really love each other

He really doesn’t care much. All he knows is that he thinks you’re the most attractive guy in Haddonfield and that you’re his.

He would be more comfortable with handling you roughly cause he thinks you’d be able to handle it. Whether or not if you can, good fucking luck to ya

Most likely will still be the taller one in the relationship (or try to be). If not, he will still dominate- don’t get it twisted baby boy. 

If he’s taller than you, he will randomly come up to you and lean over to intimidate you with his size. 

It just ends up turning you on

He will definitely be right beside you in any shenanigans you get into, he’s your ride or die

After a while of trusting you, Michael will offer 1 kill. If you end up taking him up on his offer, he will survey your killings skills.  You do bad, he will never let you kill again. You do well, he’ll be proud and probably make out with you over the corpse. 

You would definitely have to be the bottom, sexually. Not because he’s an absolute dom (he might be up to bottom if you’re being really cute); but because he would not go through the trouble of washing his ass out. Lazy mf

Any homophobic and /or racist comments from people? He’ll make them disappear 

 foreva

He will pick you up and put you on his chest to cuddle with you on the couch

Depending on what his mom views on homosexuality were when she was alive determines how hung up he will be about his attraction to you

If she never expressed any views (or had positive views), then he wouldn’t care. He will still love you. If negative, then it would be up to him to get over anything his mom said; he would probably love from a distance for a while

The first thing he noticed about you? Your beautiful smile. It was so bright and wide, it lit up the area. 

He will baby you and watch over you constantly so that you wouldn’t get hurt by any of his traps 

Very affectionate after getting over his shy phase. He’s literally your personal teddy bear (lol get it? aight, I’ll stop)

Jason takes you on romantic walks at least once a week. One time, you spontaneously went skinny dipping one time. He can’t resist you so he joins and gets and eyeful👀

Jason, like everyone knows, will cater to you emotionally and physically. He will be happy just as long as you give him some much needed cuddle session and compliments

Bubba Sawyer

Just adores your whole existence. He’s so glad that he has you. You make him perk up on his bad days

You’re also his savior whenever his brothers are being mean to him; you aren’t scared to stand up to them at all. Leaves him awestruck

Attacks you with kisses when he feels super affectionate. Bubba has tackled you down to the ground (not intentionally) a couple of times

At the beginning of the relationship, he would squeal softly whenever he would see you🥺

You tend to pamper him with gifts, compliments, and affections. He eats it right on up ( it’s what he deserves).

Bubba drools over your body. Sooo perfect to him🤤

When y’all are alone, he prefers to be in the nude and to relax with you while you pet his hair. Definitely required during those hot ass Texas summers.  

[writing-in-april]

Any Iteration

Spencer Reid x Female Reader

Summary: Reader is nervous that this new iteration of her won’t be something Spencer will like.

A/N: This is my first fic for my 1250 follower celebration!! If you want another fic with nipple piercings check out my first smut ever- Surprise Pretty Boy. It’s also based on this request that my amazing girlfriend @spencers-dria gave me- also please go send her some love she just tested positive for covid 🥺 Also again thank you all for 1250 followers- I can’t believe this is my 4th follower celebration!! I’m planning to continue to do them every time I hit another milestone (every 250) however- if I hit one while I’m doing my 30 fics in 30 days for April I’m going to find an alternative way to celebrate besides my usual 7 fics in 7 days- let me know what y’all would be open too (maybe a bunch of fic rec lists or maybe a writing contest 🤷‍♀️ idk send me an anon if you have an opinion on what would be the best option!) Thanks for reading and requests are open!

Warnings: 18+, Non specific dom, Nose piercing (F), Nipple Piercings (F), Lots of nipple play, Unprotected sex, Slight bit of cockwarming at the end

Main Masterlist Word Count: 2.1k

Spencer wasn’t one to get angry about anything, disappointment or frustrations were the most extreme negative feelings that he normally felt towards someone that had wronged him. I was dreadfully afraid to see the look of disappointment on Spencer’s face.

We hadn’t been dating for long, only about three months of official dating. We also hadn’t gotten much further than a heated makeout session so he wouldn’t have seen any of the other piercings I had hidden under my shirt.

I had other piercings that weren’t visible to the naked eye that didn’t help quelling the fear that I felt. He had never taken off my shirt before as we had decided to go at a relatively slow pace in our relationship. I wondered in fear if he would also be disappointed with the barbells that were pierced through both of my nipples or- would he like them because they were not as prominent as the ring that was proud on my face.

I had said I’d meet him at his apartment to watch some Dr. Who and eat whatever take out we were feeling like that night. My nerves were lit with worry as I stood in the elevator after he had buzzed me up.

When he opened the door to his apartment to let me in I held my head slightly down as I walked in not wanting to have the conversation about the nose ring while I was in the hallway.

“Do you like it?” The words slipped out immediately when I turned to face him, not even letting him get a good look at me before speaking, my voice meek.

“Like what?” He was still confused, until I pointed to the ring that was pierced through my nose. “Oh- of course I love it!”

“Thanks, Spencer.” I fidgeted with my fingers a little still feeling nervous even though he had said he loved it.

“Why do you look so nervous?”

“I was afraid you wouldn’t like it.” My admission made Spencer frown and silence fell between us for a second while he pondered my words.

“I’d love any iteration of you.” There was no hesitation when he spoke. He always had such a way with words, including when he was ranting and of course his stuttering when he was embarrassed or nervous. His eyes were wide with adoration as if he’d never consider thinking you were anything less than gorgeous.

A rush of boldness came through me, wanting to show him what else I had hidden. My fingers danced along the hem of my shirt, maybe this was moving a bit faster than what we had spoken about earlier. But, I wanted to show him, to either let it lead to something more or to let him know what he was looking forward to when we made that step at a later date.

“Well- if you like this one I have another piercing that you might enjoy…” My voice was still holding a bit of tension, he may have liked the nose ring- but would he like the others?

When I pulled off my top his eyes went wide, his pupils expanding into black pools, he did not stop me. Then when my bra went off finally exposing the barbells that sat under my clothes everyday he was stunned speechless. I withered a bit under his gaze, fearing that my boldness had scared him. “I’m sorry if that was too much.”

He cut me off by speaking quickly, “N-not too much- just ummm- shocked??”

“Do you like them Spencer?” My confidence had returned a bit since he had confirmed that he did in fact, like them, but I still was holding back a bit.

When he gasped out a little ‘yes’ I decided to stop holding back, stepping closer towards him.

“You can touch them Spencer, that’s part of the reason why I got them.” I leaned in to press a soft ghost of a kiss to the shell of his ear making him shudder, I then whispered, “it makes them more- sensitive.”

A groan from deep in Spencer’s chest rose up quickly taking me by slight surprise. His large hands then rose up to finally palm my breasts, his hesitation had been whisked away by my words.

When he was no longer satisfied with palming my boobs he reached up with one hand to pinch my left nipple slightly. The slight sting sent a shock of pleasure down my spine in an instant, my panties dampening further in quick response.

A moment of silence passed, the tension suspended thick and heavy in the air before Spencer spoke, “Did you like that?”

I knew it was a rhetorical question, but I still answered with a slight whimper in my voice, “Yes!”

The confident smirk on his face was something I hadn’t seen much of from Spencer, but I was thoroughly enjoying it. He pinched them both this time- and much harder too. The moan I let out was almost pornographic which spurred Spencer on to continue to pinch them, rolling the buds between his fingers before pulling again.

When he moved forward to wrap his lips around one of my nipples I felt like I had gone to heaven. As he laid kisses all along my chest I couldn’t help but try to grind my hips up into him, however I couldn’t from the position I was in.

I was tired of not being able to touch Spencer in the way I wanted, I wanted to give him some pleasure too. I pulled his mouth off of me momentarily so I could push him down to sit on the couch to be able to straddle him properly. He had whined a bit in protest at first, but when my legs that were now stripped of their clothing slung over his lap his complaint died in his throat.

My core rested right over the prominent bulge in his slacks now. I smirked cheekily a little bit before grinding down onto him.

His lips captured my nipple again, this time the one that had been slightly neglected. This time he also decided to bite his teeth down slightly and nibble a little.

“Harder, please!” I gasped as I continued to rock my hips over his clothed cock. He thankfully obliged me by taking my perked nipple and slightly sawed it back and forth between his teeth. The pleasure that came through me from his actions far outweighed the pain, the moan that came falling from my lips was a sign of that.

A squeak then fell from my lips as I was suddenly lifted up and then set on my back. I guess he had gotten impatient from my teasing.

“You’re needy.” I commented with a smirk. He had been unbuttoning his pants when I spoke, but paused when the words came out of my mouth. He then pinned my hands above my head with one of his own and dipped the other between my folds.

“Who’s really the needy one here?” I definitely liked the little taste I was getting of this side of Spencer, that was firmly evident by the amount of slickness was evident on his fingers when he brought them up to my mouth. I wrapped my lips around his fingers eagerly before he could pull them away bobbing my head as much as I could in my constricted position pinned underneath him.

“Fuck-“ He swore which was another normally uncharacteristic thing for Spencer, it spoke to his own neediness. Though I could not make a remark about it as his fingers were still far down my throat.

When he removed his fingers he also lessened his grip on my hands that had been pinned. I wiggled out of his grip to help him get his slacks out of the way. I didn’t care if I was needy as he had said, I was tired of the teasing and my arousal was so prominent I could feel it dripping down my thighs.

He didn’t need any preparation either, his erection looking almost a little painful. ThoughI was more caught up with observing how beautiful he looked- which wouldn’t normally be the adjective someone would use, but it perfectly described Spencer’s cock.

He filled me slowly, letting me feel every vein and letting himself feel every ridge. After he filled me all the way to the hilt he stopped for a moment, just to relish in the feeling of being impatient. I however was too impatient.

“Please move, Spencerrrr…”

“And you say you’re not the needy one…” He commented with another smirk that was now becoming a staple on his face, I never wanted it to leave. I moved my own hips, squirming underneath him to try to coax him into moving.

When he finally obliged me by snapping his hips quickly up into me I couldn’t help but involuntarily make a desperate moan.

It wasn’t long until he had created a steady rhythm along with me. The pace we had set wasn’t rushed, but was still desperate in a way. His thrusts were deep and quick, but he always paused a minute moment at the end of each thrust to appreciate me fully.

Our hands couldn’t stop exploring each other while he kept up our pace. From the amount of time Spencer was lingering to play with my boobs you’d think he was obsessed, maybe he was just a little. He also made sure to pepper kisses all along my neck, jaw, and face. He even made an effort to kiss the tip of my nose, making everything much more sweet.

I however had decided to rest my hands on his hips and ass, sometimes pushing him forward slightly when I felt our pace faltering slightly. When he started to pick up the pace I could feel my pleasure starting to come to its peak. I was going to fall over the edge soon and fast.

“I’m gonna cum!” I gasped, almost so whispley that it was barely sensical. Spencer was able to still understand my words, pitching his hips to hit at my sweet spot more intensely. Then he moved his dexterous fingers down across my boobs pinching my nipple on last time before he spoke,

“Go ahead, I want you to cum for me.”

My hands wound their way into his hair trying to grasp onto something as my orgasm washed over me in waves of pleasure. Spencer too wasn't too far behind, his own triggered as my walls clamped down tightly around him. We rode out our highs together, our heavy breaths mingling in harmony as we started to come down.

Spencer’s gaze was still heavily fixated on my body as we both caught our breath again. His eyes were glanced down at my naked chest, pupils still wide with wonder as he got to fully take in the sight without being clouded by lust. I couldn’t help but want to tease him a little.

“Hey, my eyes are up here, mister.” I said cheekily, though I could tell that he had definitely missed my joke by the look on his face.

“Sorry!” His little squeak was adorable and he started to move his way off of me with averted eyes until I stopped him.

“Spencer- I was joking.” The smile that was prominent on my face then morphed into a coy look. I moved my hands down to cup my own boobs before continuing while I pinched my nipples like he had done, “You’ve got permission to look anytime you want.”

His shoulders slumped a little as they always did when he was relieved, I was happy to see his own smile back matching mine.

We had no desire to move from our position, at least for a little while until I had to get up to clean myself. But, I was content to bask in bliss with Spencer for a while.

He brought me out of my thoughts by booping the tip of my nose with his pointer finger, my nose scrunching up a little in response. I giggled a little bit, moving my own pointer finger up to boop his own cute little button nose.

“Maybe you’d also look good with a nose ring.” He snorted loudly into my ear, making another fit of giggles erupt from me. At least this time my joke was caught by Spencer.

“Maybe so, but no. I’d like it better on you anyway.” His goofy little smile brought me such joy. In hindsight I should have never worried about Spencer loving my piercings, he’d think I was beautiful no matter what iteration I was. The little kiss he left on my nose was a testament to that.

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[i-luvsang]

nct dream reaction to their s/o kissing their neck

request: none genre: fluff summary: how do the members of nct dream react when their s/o kisses their neck (in a very innocent, soft way lmao) warnings: none a/n: shfjdsjshdjd this was my first time writing a reaction, i hope y’all enjoy and that it doesn’t suck too much lol. it’s really long XD like i just got more and more carried away fksdhksd

➳ mark

well

this boi loves to kiss your shoulders

i just know it i’ve also seen it in like fifteen different posts but that’s not the point lmao

anyways, this time you wanted to try it instead

so you were hugging

and he kissed your shoulder like he usually does

and then you pressed a soft kiss on the skin where his neck meets his shoulder

to put it simply, he melted

he loved it so much, like so much, i cannot stress this enough

he pauses; in shock, but quickly recovers and hugs you even tighter 

he has the the softest, most adoring little smile on his face (along with a light blush cuz he’s kinda a shy baby haha)

then i think that he’s pull away just enough to press the sweetest kiss on your lips 

because that little kiss you gave him made his heart overflow with so much love that he just had to

now you both regularly kiss each other’s shoulders/neck and it’s just really cute hehdhdj

bonus: when you like actually kiss his neck (rather than shoulder) he gets so frickin soft and flustered and blushes like crazy but he really really loves it lol

➳ renjun

so he was drawing/painting like the talented artsy boy he is

and you were kinda just hanging around on the couch a few feet away

you were bored, but for the moment content with just watching him be talented and pretty

the way that his eyebrows furrowed slightly as he carefully put in the details was just so adorable

so adorable that you had to do something about it

that something entailed standing up and quietly walking up behind him

at first you just admired his art for a moment, something that he was used to you doing

but gosh he was just so endearing

so you leaned down and around, gently kissing the side of his neck

this boy froze

he could not, for the life of him, suppress the smile that started to grow on his face

his dimple popped out

and he tried not to freak out

but his blush was so evident like boi-

and again, he was just so cute, so you kissed his neck again

and this child is just about to combust because of the sheer amount of hearts and uwus inside him 

so he angrily slams his drawing utensil on the table and attacks you with kisses all over your face

➳ jeno

you were snuggling with jeno on his bed

and it was already very very soft and adorable

he was laying on his back reading a book and you were like halfway on his chest

and obviously you love jeno too much for your own good

so you wanted to kiss him

but you’re also a lazy child just like me, so you settled for kissing his neck

you just tilted your head up slightly and gave his neck a cute little smooch

you could feel him tense slightly in surprise and pleasure but this little fricker pretended to keep reading his book

but you looked up at his face and his eye smile was so big that you were sure he couldn’t even see a thing, much less read the words on the pages

so you smooched his neck again and there was absolutely no way that he could resist you

he set his book aside and wrapped his arms around you, pressing the most loving big kiss on the top of your head

he gave you another kiss

and another

and a n o t h e r

because he’s fricking whipped for you and then makes you tilt your head up so he can kiss your lips too

so in case you couldn’t tell jeno liked it when you kissed his neck

➳ haechan

this little--

istg he’s gonna be the death of us all

so you were sitting next to donghyuk; both of you doing some sort of work

and you finished first, so you kinda just sat around, very bored and wanting some entertainment

of course this baby boi loves to tease you

so you were like

“i should tease him back”

by kissing his neck

and you probably knew by then, that kissing his neck would not be his loss, would not act as teasing for him, but rather would backfire on you

but like i said, you were bored and you wanted some attention, so you leaned over

and kissed his adorable little neck

this babe freezes, turns to look at you, and just smirks

“awwww my baby can’t live without my affection for just five minutes, can they?” “you know you could just ask if you want me to kiss you. no need for these obvious hints”

and of course you mentally facepalm but you knew it was coming

besides it was cute because he was actually blushing

and he would never admit it but that made him really happy and soft

he ends up pressing the sweetest kiss on your forehead before turning back to his work (that he can’t focus on bc all he can think about is how much he loves you)

➳ jaemin

so this baby hadn’t seen you in a few days

and by his texts you could tell that he really missed you (and you ofc missed him a bunch too)

so you decided to go surprise him at the company building while he was practicing

you asked renjun and jeno to help you surprise him a bit, so they made sure that he knew you weren’t coming and that he’d be there when you come

you got there safely and successfully yay and headed to the practice room that jeno told you they were in

you walked in and were very happy to see the jaemin’s back was to you

so you motioned for the boys that noticed you to be quiet and ran up to jaemin, attacking him with the biggest back hug

but THEN you decided to kiss the back of his neck

he was already dying of happiness when he felt his arms around you

and that little kiss just sent him over the edge with love and joy

he MELTED OK HE MELTED INTO YOUR ARMS

it was like all the stress and any negative emotion inside of him just melted away and he just felt so touched by that little kiss from you

especially because he’s the one who usually initiates physical affection

i think he’d actually get slightly emotional, especially if he had a hard/tiring day

is just overwhelmed with gratitude for you uwu

turns around and hugs you so tight and won’t let go of you for the rest of the week day

➳ chenle

honestly who knows what you two were doing

you were messing around with each other per usual

but you got tired lol

so you kinda just found yourselves tangled up on the ground

you were probably giggling like maniacs

and you were just so happy and in love with chenle that you had to smooch him

but like i said you were kinda just a mess of tangled up limbs

so you couldn’t reach his face

therefore, you opted to kiss his neck, which was just in reach

you gave him a big, dramatic, adorable smooch right on the front of his neck and above his collarbone

when i tell you he smiles so wide? i mean he smiles so. frickin. wide.

the biggest grin adorned his face and he lets out the loudest, happiest, most pleased laugh in the world

is really just beyond happy

he literally asks you to do it again

so obviously you do

and he freaks out again

spends like fifteen five minutes trying to get untangled from you so that he can kiss you all over and hug you into oblivion

just adores it when you kiss his neck and wants you to do it all the time

➳ jisung

so you were sitting in this baby’s lap

(which made him extremely flustered at the beginning, but once he gets used to it he actually adores having you on his lap, like idc if you’re taller or bigger than him in any way, he loves it)

you were kinda just chillin on a couch, probably both looking at your phones

it was just very soft cuz he had his arms around you and you were all curled up against him

jaemin probably walked in and threw a blanket on you, as well as took fifteen thousand pictures of you without you noticing somehow

anyways, you kinda just looked at his face and were like

“dang my boyfriend is so cute and i love him more than anything in this universe” as you should

so you were like

time to initiate some sort of other physical affection to make him extremely flustered

you’d never kissed his neck before and now was the time to do so

so you reached over and pressed a sweet, gentle kiss on the side of his neck right below his jaw

as we all expected, he f r o z e

he became a block of hecking ice idc if it was in the middle of summer tho that would make jaemin putting a blanket on you slightly odd but we can ignore that

basically he was just really flustered and a blushing mess but it most definitely makes him very happy and smiley

ok does anyone know how to fix the stupid formatting/spacing error thingy it does for bulleted stuff that it does in the app?? lol