#cool captain and his cute girlfriend

[baby-xemnas]

i hope 🐯🐻‍❄️ can be found like this too sometime

[queen-of-reptiles]

𝚂𝙴𝙲𝚁𝙴𝚃𝚂

description: ona was finally where she had dreamed, she was back at barcelona with her best friend and loving every moment. only problem? she's dating her captain's younger sister, you.

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ona batlle x putellas!reader

part of the 'hidden' universe

part two here

part three here

mapi leon x bronze!reader here

disclaimer: this is all fiction do not take any of this seriously !

warnings: swearing, slightly suggestive - cuteness, queenie needing to use google translate because her Spanish is sub par! x

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y/n just posted

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y/n life dumppppp 💕💕

comments limited

alexiaputellas: Estoy muy orgulloso de ti hermanita!

so proud of you baby sister

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y/n: ily !! 💕

lucybronze: The little one of me says you're cool!

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y/n: tell her I miss her! 😔

blanca_suarez: my little daughter! 🙂

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y/n: my movie mama!! 😙

florencepugh: I wanna see the photos of after you did that jump

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y/n: shut up 😩

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florencepugh: no

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y/n: I'll fight you Flo

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florencepugh: come at me pipsqueak !!

ona.batlle: Looks like fun ! 😌

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y/n: Would be more fun with you here ;)

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alexiaputellas: y/n, no flirting with my teammates.

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y/n: awwww :(

MariaLeonn16: MISS YOU ! 💙

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y/n: MISS BAGHEERA MORE 💙

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MariaLeonn16: hmmpf.

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y/n hummed as she stepped around her kitchen, her fluffy socks keeping her feet warm from the cold tile, which was cold as she couldn't be bothered to put the heated floor on.

Her Persian cat, Milo, rubbed against her feet and she smiled, bending down to pick him up and press a kiss to his fluffy head before placing him back down.

y/n then moved over to the bowl of food she had ordered, smiling when her phone lit up with the familiar name which kept her warm for almost a year now.

"Hi baby!" y/n smiles, her Spanish accent not as thick as it used to be when she spoke English.

y/n had been in England for a few years now, on and off, and due to the fact she mainly spoke in English and acted with either English or Americans, y/n's accent had dulled slightly.

"Hola!" Ona called back.

The two had been secretly dating for nearly a year now. Why secretly? Because Ona's captain was Alexia Putellas. Alexia Putellas was y/n's sister. Her over-protective older sister.

The two were aware they were nothing short of fucked. They were aware of that. But the two had fallen in love while Ona was playing in Manchester and at the time, they couldn't keep away.

Now, their relationship existed of long phone calls and sneaky hook-ups when y/n came to see her as best she could, as well as trying to avoid flashing cameras and nosy people.

Truth is the only other person to know about them was Lucy Bronze's younger sister, and that was only because Ona and her were best friends and she was dating Mapi Leon in secret as well. They really were a group.

"How was training?" y/n asks Ona as she settles on the sofa, propping the phone up on a few cushions as she bought her bowl of noodles toward her.

"Aburrida, todo en lo que estaba pensando era en ti mi amor." Ona sighs and y/n chuckles.

Boring. All I was thinking about was you my love.

"Eres tan romántica!" y/n laughs at her girlfriend.

you're such a romantic.

"Do not pretend you do not love it, mi amor." Ona says and y/n hums.

"Well, I do love feeling the way you make me feel." y/n sighs jokingly and Ona's smile widens. "But, you should be paying attention in training." y/n finishes and Ona huffs.

"Ay! You are worse than Ale!" Ona states and y/n sighs. "What are you eating?" Ona then asks, trying to get the focus off of Alexia.

"Wagamama." y/n grinned, Milo jumping next to her and curling onto the sofa, his head resting on y/n's thigh.

"Milo." Ona cooed, the cat looking up and letting out a small meow as he blinked at Ona.

"Look, it's mama Milo." y/n says softly, placing her fork down to stroke at the cat's head. Ona smiles softly as Milo meows, Ona chuckling as she moves to get Coco, her own dog who pants excitedly at the sight of Milo.

Despite being and cat and a dog the two pets got on like siblings and y/n couldn't help but smile as Milo purred at the sight of his sibling.

The two facetimed for the rest of the evening, settling into bed a few hours later, both watching each other on their screens, wishing they were face to face instead of watching through a camera.

"What are you thinking about Amor?" Ona asks softly, noticing y/n had gone quiet.

"Quiero contarle a Ale sobre nosotras." y/n said quickly.

I want to tell Ale about us.

"¿Cómo? No no no no no." Ona begins and y/n sighs.

what?

"I know you're afraid." y/n begins. "¡Pero cariño, por favor! No puedo ocultar esto más."

But darling please, I can't hide this anymore.

"But Alexia!" Ona tries.

"I'll talk to her! Explain everything." y/n tries and Ona pauses. "Please Ona, I'm so sick of us hiding." She begs softly.

"Okay. Okay." Ona promises. "Por ti, mi amor, enfrentaré la tormenta Alexia por ti." She nods and a soft smile grows on y/n's face.

For you, my love, I will brave the storm Alexia for you.

"Thank you." y/n whispers. "I love you Ona." She promises and Ona smiles.

"I love you too amor." Ona promises.

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y/n just posted on her story

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y/n smiled softly as she opened Alexia's apartment with her spare key. Now on international break, the Barcelona captain was at home resting before having to go to national camp in three days.

At the sound of her door opening, Alexia stood up, pausing the most recent Barcelona game she was re-watching for notes and faced her door worriedly before her mouth dropped.

"¡Niñera!" Alexia called in shock.

Baby sister

"Hola Ale!" y/n called, pulling her suitcase to a stop as Alexia raced over. The taller girl pulling her into a tight hug which made y/n chuckle as she returned it.

"¿Qué estás haciendo aquí?" Alexia asked. "Ven, siéntate, ¿tienes hambre, sed?" Alexia rapidly questioned making y/n smile as her sister dragged her to the sofa.

What are you doing here? Come sit down, are you hungry, thirsty?

"Estoy bien, vine a ver los partidos de la liga de naciones." y/n explains.

I'm fine, I came to watch the nation league games.

Alexia makes a noise of understanding as she leans over and presses kisses over y/n's face, exclaiming how happy she was to see her and how beautiful she looked.

y/n laughed it off, telling her she was always too flattering to her, Alexia saying it was what an older sister did. The statement wracking y/n with guilt.

"Ale." y/n began. Alexia looking at her with furrowed brows, confused at her sister's shift in tone.

"Are you okay?" Alexia asks softly.

"I'm dating someone." y/n spills out. "And, hemos estado saliendo durante más de un año." y/n admits.

And we've been dating over a year.

"Oh." Alexia says softly, eyes softening as her sister ducks her head, fiddling with her fingers. "It's okay." She promises.

"Even if I hid it?" y/n asks quietly.

"I would like you to explain why for so long and who, but yes it is okay." Alexia promises.

"The who kind of explains the why." y/n admits and Alexia pauses. "Ale." She begins.

"Who?" She asks, though it was far more a demand. She repeats her demand.

"Ona." y/n says ducking her head.

"Hijo de puta." Alexia mutters.

motherfucker

y/n sighed, leaning forward and putting her head in her hands and her shoulders sagged. Her heart felt as if it was pushing into her throat and it made her sick.

y/n and Alexia had been close as children, the three sisters were best friends, and knew each other too well. They told each other everything, to the point where this would be the first time she had ever lied to either sister.

And even though she felt terrible for upsetting her older sister, for betraying her, there was something so relieving about finally admitting it.

Slowly, Alexia reached out and place a hand on y/n's shoulder, her warm and calloused palm so much kinder than what y/n felt she deserved as she looked up.

"No puedo negarlo y decir que no estoy herido, porque lo estoy. Preferiría que me lo hubieras dicho, pero entiendo que no quieras." Alexia begins, her voice soft.

I cannot deny and say I am not hurt, because I am. I would rather you had told me, but I understand you not wanting to.

y/n could have cried as she closed her eyes, feeling so guilty at hurting her sister with something that she couldn't have helped.

"¿La amas?" Alexia asked, her eyes full of understanding and kindness which calmed y/n's heart.

Do you love her?

"Más de lo que creía posible Ale. Ella lo es todo para mí, de verdad." y/n admits to her sister who lets out a sigh at the emotion in her voice.

More than I thought possible Ale. She's everything to me, truly.

Alexia sighed and wrapped her arm around y/n's shoulders, pulling her into her side as she lent her head onto y/n's own one, inhaling the smell of her shampoo.

"Entonces de acuerdo." Alexia sighs softly.

Then okay.

y/n's heart broke at that, how one person could be so good to her was beyond her thought, beyond her idea of humanity, but Alexia had once again, proved her wrong.

"Eres demasiado amable conmigo, eres demasiado amable conmigo." y/n repeats at her sister.

You are too kind to me, you are too kind to me.

"Esto no es bondad, esto es familia." Alexia says to her and y/n sighs.

This is not kindness, this is family.

The girl turns, wrapping her arms around her sister as she pulls herself snugly on-top of Alexia, clinging to her shoulders as she pressed kisses into the woman's hair.

"Thank you Ale." y/n said softly, repeating the words again and again.

"Oh mi pequeña princesa del drama. Eres tan mayor ahora." Alexia said softly.

Oh my little drama princess. You are so grown up now.

y/n said nothing, just continued to cling to Alexia as if she was 6 all over again and Alexia 14. The Barcelona captain couldn't help but enjoy the closeness.

It had been so long since they had hugged like this, the youngest Putellas always so busy, always moving, working and filming.

Eventually the two parted and Alexia sighed tucking a strand of her sister's hair behind her ear as she watched her.

"Do you and Ona plan to tell?" Alexia asks and y/n hums.

"I want to tell your team first, then we can think about everything else." y/n sighs. "Are you mad at her?" She then asks with a wince.

"Oh furious." Alexia nods, a smile on her face to show she wasn't really. "She treats you well?" She then asks and y/n smiles softly.

"She loves me just as I do her." y/n answers and Alexia smiles.

"So she loves you well." Alexia says and y/n nods. "Do you want to see her?" She asks and y/n hums.

"Tomorrow." y/n says before snuggling into her sister's side. "I want to spend the night with you." She says.

"I love that idea." Alexia sighs, pressing a kiss into her sister's hair.

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Tomorrow came far too quick for y/n's liking, before she knew it she was stood at Ona's door, flowers in hand as she waited for the patter of her lover's footsteps to open the door.

"¡Mi amor!" Ona yelled in shock, dragging y/n inside so no prying eyes could see.

y/n's hair was up in a bun, she was wearing a sweet summer dress due to how hot it was outside, however she also had shorts on underneath, because she knew what could happen once Ona knew they were out.

Ona smiled softly, taking the flowers from y/n's hands and placing them on the counter, before jumping at y/n. The woman sighed in relief, bringing Ona's legs around her waist as she wrapped her arms tightly around her.

"Oh my love." y/n said softly, breathing in the sweet scent of Ona's hair.

Ona buried her head into y/n's neck, pressing soft kisses against the skin which had y/n breathing shaking as she walked them to the sofa, sliding her shoes off as she went.

Coco immediately moved over to one of her discarded trainers and stuck his head in it, inhaling which made y/n roll her eyes at the dog fondly.

y/n sat back against the sofa, Ona quickly looking up and greedily connecting their lips, hands scattering around each other's bodies, re-familiarising themselves.

Ona's tongue dipped past y/n's lips, sweeping the inside of her mouth which caused a groan to slip from her. Ona giggled into the kiss, before they pulled away, both breathing deeply as they stared at one another.

Ona was in a white shirt, black shorts, her hair was pulled back and she looked like she had woken up just an hour ago. And to y/n, she had never looked more beautiful.

All their time apart meant these moment, Ona sat on her lap, hands combing over her shoulders lovingly, were all that more precious to y/n.

"How are you here?" Ona asked her softly, leaning forward to cuddle into her chest as y/n wraps her arms around her.

"He venido a ver los partidos." y/n explains softly.

I've come to watch the games.

"I'm so glad you're here." Ona sighs in relief, y/n holding onto her as she sighs.

"I have a confession Ona." y/n says softly and Ona sits up, y/n moving her off her lap and to the side she could face her.

"Amor?" Ona asks, worry flooding her voice.

"Ale knows." y/n says simply. "I told her." She adds.

Ona's face goes through several emotions, relief that this wasn't a break-up, fear of Alexia knowing, realisation that her captain was no aware and hurt that y/n hadn't warned her she would tell Alexia like that.

"Why?" Ona asks sadly.

"Because I want to be with you. In front of her." y/n says strongly and Ona's eyes fill with panic. "It's like we discussed Oni, please." y/n tries.

"Get out." She says softly. "Please go." Ona repeats.

"You said you would fight for me." y/n said softly.

"You didn't give me time to prepare." Ona tells her. "Alexia is my captain, and I am with her little sister, and instead of telling her together, you decided to tell her on you own." Ona continues.

"Because I knew I could keep her calm about us." y/n promises and Ona sighs.

"Please go. I need some time." Ona says softly and y/n blinks away tears before standing up and walking to the door, expecting Ona to call out, stop her. But she doesn't.

And y/n's heart breaks.

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Mapi part one will be out in three days ;) xox

[luxthestrange]

OP Incorrect quotes#27 Sticky notes

Y/n: Our Captain figured out he can put sticky notes on people’s backs

Y/n: He doesn’t know they’re supposed to say stuff like “kick me” so they only have compliments about the person he is sticking on them

Luffy happily puts a sticky note on everyone, Happy Silly guy giggles as he does it with so much secrecy

In order crewmate's compliment notes:

Zoro: COOLEST BEST SWORDMAN, Best friend! , His my buddy, The next greatest swordsman in the world-

Nami: Smart!, Scary but nice!, Best navigator!, her maps are pretty-VERY VERY SMART WITH MONEY

Ussop: WARRIOR OF THE SEA, good storyteller, funny,The best sniper, his girlfriend is nice too-

Sanji: BEST COOK IN THE WORLD, his food is yummy,abit scary but kindest dude, I can't live without his food!, cute eyebrows

Chopper: Cutest Doctor, Little brother, Cuddle buddy!, DEPENDABLE DOCTOR!, I won't eat him!

Robin: Big sis vibes! , SMART #2, She reads me stories, Im happy you're alive!, She shares food with me!

Franky: COOLEST ROBOT!, BIG BRO ENERGY!, SUPER GUY, cola king, our shipwright genius, Pervert

Brook: Cool grandpa, Best musician, I like how you sing!, You're the soul of our ship! , ENCORE ENCORE ENCORE!, He sings the best lullabies

Jimbe: My savior, Fishmen are friends not enemies, Thank you for helping me, Im glad you joined, Knight of the Sea!, MARTIAL ARTS MASTER!

What other compliments do you guys think he give em?

[urinarythreatinfection]

Masterlist

Prompts/Request Rules

Requests: Closed! You can also just talk to me. I'm friendly.

💋 Smut ❤️ Fluff 💔 Angst 🔥 Joke 👍 Platonic 👨 Male 👩 Female 👤 Gender Neutral 👶 Child Reader ✏️ Drabble 📃 One Shot 💭 Headcanons 🪧 Scenario 💕 Family 🩸 Violence ✅️ Finished

Shanks

The Cute and Obsessive You 💋🩸👨📃

Your boyfriend is a yandere, but it comes in handy when you're kidnapped (also it's sexy).

Charm You to Jealousy 💋👨📃

Shanks is popular, especially when he's cool, so you may or may not get a bit jealous.

Big spoilers for episode 1112.

Compliments ❤️👨👤✏️

Shanks loves compliments and you give them often.

Lust/Love 🔥👨👤✏️

A few drinks makes you loose-mouthed but you're a quick thinker.

Tomboy Girlfriend ❤️👩💭

Shanks likes drinking and partying, especially with his lover.

A Romantic Date ❤️👤💭

Shanks has many sides, but romance with you always comes naturally.

An Awkward Child 🔥💕👶🪧

Shanks tries his best to get you to socialize.

A Good Liar 🔥👍👤📃

You and Shanks are caught on a day out, thankfully you're good at improvising.

Pretty When You're Mine 💋❤️👨📃

You're a little mean and want to try something new, thankfully your boyfriend is incredibly receptive.

RUFF! ❤️🔥👤🪧

Your boyfriend turns into a dogboy but he's still very cute.

How to Breed Your Captain 💋👨📃

Your captain sudddenly leaves in the middle of drinking, so you gotta find out what happened.

Omegaverse, Shanks has a pussy.

Shoulders 🔥❤️👨🪧

Shanks is tall but not tall enough for a view.

Scent 💋👨✏️

Shanks likes it when you smell like eachother.

Omegaverse, Shanks has a pussy.

Narcissistic Romance ❤️🔥👩✏️💭

You and your new boyfriend happen to look similar.

Scruff ❤️🔥👩👤🪧

Naughty Captains get the puppy treatment.

Luffy

Kindness Isn't Spineless: Part 1 , Part 2 , Part 3, Part 4 💔❤️👤✅️

Luffy thinks you're too "kind", unknowing of your past traumas with an abusive ex.

A Romantic Date ❤️👤💭

Luffy isn't much of a romantic but he loves to love you.

RUFF! ❤️🔥👤🪧

Being a dogboy only makes Luffy more excited and he's going to make it everyone else's problem.

Thunk 👍🔥👤🪧

Luffy spilled something like a stupidhead.

Shoulders 🔥❤️👨🪧

Luffy reallllyyy wants to see Frankys WIP

Scruff ❤️🔥👩👤🪧

Luffy whines like a puppy so you treat him like one.

Is This Love?: Part one, Part two, Part three 💔 ❤️ 👨

Confessing to Luffy isn't as sunshine and rainbows as both of you wish it was.

Post Jinbe, Small allusion to Whole Cake

Zoro

Roots of Suffering 💔❤️🩸👩📃

Pain from severe migraines makes you to be rash, causing more damage than your mind could on its own.

Tomboy Girlfriend ❤️👩💭

You're completely unruly but okay yes he loves you.

RUFF! ❤️🔥👤🪧

He's a little dumb as a dogboy but he's got the spirit.

Thunk 👍🔥👤🪧

Clean your equipment after use, guys.

Why are you two friendly 👍📃

Zoro and Sanji are a lot more tame when they're alone

No reader, just characters.

It's YOURS 👍🔥👤📃

You find Zoro's small mossy lookalikes in a forest and decide to have some fun.

Sanji

Tomboy Girlfriend ❤️👩💭

Sanji likes to be a gentleman but with you he's more of a gentle man.

Your Love is My Warmth ❤️👤📃

It's a cold night, but together with you he's never felt warmer.

Fun(ny) Halloween 🔥👍👤📃

You don't know what to go as for Halloween, but get inspiration from a certain cook.

Insecure Love 💔❤️👩📃

Misunderstandings from trauma cause pain for you and Sanji as your relationship goes on.

Major spoilers for episode 1053

Thunk 👍🔥👤🪧

Rest is important, idiot.

Shoulders 🔥❤️👨🪧

How'd he get the groceries up there?

OH MY GOD ❤️👍🩸👨📃

Don't walk backwards while hiking on a mountain.

Why are you two friendly 👍📃

Zoro and Sanji are a lot more tame when they're alone

No reader, just characters.

Confusion in my Love ❤️👨📃

Sanji struggles with the fact he's fallen in love with a man.

Medium Fishman Island spoilers.

Robin

Thunk 👍🔥👤🪧

Small mistake isn't everything.

Brook

Thunk 👍🔥👤🪧

God, just stop making that joke.

Usopp

Shoulders 🔥❤️👨🪧

No he doesn't need help but maybe if you gave it he wouldn't decline it.

Crocodile

Reptile Break for the Reptile Broken 🔥✏️

Crocodile is tired, so he visits the bananagators.

Post Crossguild.

Crocodile the Lovestruck (Reptile) Fool ❤️👩💭

You've been with him since Alabasta, and he's starting to think of you as more than a loyal employee.

Post Cross Guild.

Its Good to See the New You 💕💔👨💭

You joined the Strawhats after your father was defeated in alabasta, when you meet again his daughter is now his son.

Small Marineford and Alabasta spoilers.

Mihawk

Boredom and Jokes 🔥 👤✏️

Mihawk's older than you and Buggy thought.

Post Cross Guild.

Mimi Mihawk ❤️👤✏️

Mihawk reads the paper while you give him affection.

Pre-Cross Guild but Post Timeskip

An Awkward Child 🔥💕👶🪧

You aren't really the best at getting along with people, Mihawk doesn't mind.

Pre and Post Cross Guild

Think About It ❤️👩👤📃

He's more oblivious than you thought, by a LOT.

Buggy

Boredom and Jokes 🔥 👤✏️

Mihawk's older than you and Buggy thought.

Post Cross Guild.

Smoker

An Awkward Child 🔥💕👶🪧

Tashigi and you cause a small accident when she tries to teach you something new.

Ace

Love Makes You Crazy 💋❤️👩📃

Ace has convinced you to be bold in more ways than one.

[lovecla]

© property of lovecla, nhl masterlist, nico hischier x you.

FAKE IT ‘TILL YOU MAKE IT, final phase.

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➴ chapter warnings: oral sex (f. receiving), brief arguing.

➴ word count: 2.6k

💌 from me to you: and this, my loves, is the end of fake it ‘till you make it (for now!!). thank you so much for supporting me and my stories and thank you for this playlist that got me through this chapter. anyways, i’m so excited for you all to read the rest of this universe that i’m going crazy. hope you enjoy!!!! xxx

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user1 What does this even mean

user2 Nico are you cheating on me

user3 TOLD YALL THEY ARE LITERALLY MARRIED WITH KIDS

emmaroberts when did you even take that 😓

user4 Cap got his first hat trick and a girlfriend in less than three months

elladavis em looks sooo cute 🥹

user5 I thought i could keep convincing myself they were just friends but this ?????????

user6 Captain Dimples has a girlfriend (and she’s not me)

user7 the “#life 😌😁” is killing me

user8 user7 Like he really said Idgaf and went to sleep

user9 user8 beside emma

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YOU GRUNTED, almost throwing your phone away when you entered Nico’s apartment, which was basically your second house now.

There were tiny, somewhat insignificant things around his place that reported that you two were together, things like your hairbrush in his bathroom, your toothbrush beside his, your books and phone charger on his bedside table.

Or maybe the fact that he keeps buying the sweets he knows you like, or when he changed the brand of softener he used because you once briefly mentioned that it made your nose itch.

You won’t deny that you’re happy with the fact that he seems pleased to have you around, but you’re still not sure if you want to move in with him— your story already sounds crazy and fast paced enough.

Still, you enjoy spending your days off with him, especially when he’s also at home, which is tonight’s occasion. He’s sitting on the couch watching The Godfather when you enter the house, but you don’t even have time to properly greet him before Richard starts talking again.

“Technically, it wasn’t due until 5 p.m. today. So, no need to get your... keyboard in a knot.”

You scoff. “My keyboard in a— what?! Richard, I was waiting for your notes last night so I could approve it. I guess I didn’t factor in your busy schedule of... what was it? Two hours chatting up Emily from graphics?”

“Oh, come on,” he laughs, like he didn’t delay a week’s worth of work. “It wasn’t two hours. More like 45 minutes. And anyway, building relationships in the office is important, Emma. You should try it sometime.”

“Building relationships? Is that what we’re calling shameless flirting now?” you ask, voice filled with rage. “Good to know. Next time I don’t meet a deadline, I’ll just say I was networking over cocktails.”

“Listen, Emma—”

“No, you listen,” you say, finally tired after thirty minutes of arguing with your colleague. You place your bag on the coffee table, and almost lose your arguments when you find Nico’s puppy, almost scared eyes looking at you. “Jake, who’s a father of two adorable, sweet girls, had to stay at work way past his work hours, re-writing half of your article. Not to mention Melissa, who also had to stay late because your inspiration left her waiting for the graphics requests you didn’t submit.”

“Ain’t that awesome? That’s what I call a real team.”

“A real team?” You almost shout. Usually, as the editor-in-chief of one of the most important sports magazines in the US, you’d try to keep your cool and act professional. But you’ve been handling Richard’s bullshit for the past two months and now you’ve had enough. “I can’t do this anymore. I want you in my office on Monday so we can discuss your leaving.”

This time, Richard doesn’t have an immediate bratty remark for you.

“Was I clear?”

“M-Mrs Roberts, I—”

“My. Office. On Monday. At half past seven.”

“I’m sure we can figure this out and—”

You look at the clock sitting on Nico’s desk and smile, even though you know Richard can’t see. “Oh, would you look at that? It’s seven p.m. which means I’m not on my work hours anymore. So, we should probably just talk on Monday.” You use your best, fake happy voice. “Have a nice weekend, Richard.”

You don’t wait for his answer before hanging up on him and sighing loudly.

“Hi, baby,” you finally say, leaning down to give Nico a brief kiss. “I’m sorry for this.”

“I’m somewhere between proud and scared,” he smiles, getting up and wrapping his arms around your tired body, as you lean closer to his chest and rest your head on it. “Proud because you’re actually standing up for yourself, scared because I have never seen you talk like that.”

You shrug. “I mean, he did make Jake go home later than he’s supposed to, several times, and I’ve met his kids, I just… if it was just me, I wouldn’t be this upset but—”

“You don’t need to justify your actions, schatz. Not to me, not to anyone,” he smiles softly, and you just lean closer to his chest. He smells like home and violets. “And the guy is an asshole.”

You laugh, reluctantly pulling away from him.

“I guess you’re right,” you said. “I need a shower though. This ‘standing up for myself’ thing is tiring and nasty.”

“Better hurry, then,” Nico whispers against your mouth. “I ordered food from your favorite place.”

You moan loudly as you make your way to his bathroom. “Fuck, I’m going to have your kids.”

His laugh is loud enough for you to hear and you smile, closing the door behind you.

𖧷

YOU’RE ALMOST falling asleep on the couch when you feel it.

It’s light and sweet at first, barely noticeable. Nico had been resting his head on your belly, while you played with his hair and tried to keep up with the last episode of The Summer I Turned Pretty.

But you probably snoozed for a few seconds, and Nico saw that as the perfect opportunity for him to bury himself in the middle of your thighs.

“Baby,” you call him, and he hums back, barely paying attention to you. “What are you doing?”

“I miss you.” Was all he said, before going back to kissing your naked thighs.

You just chuckled, looking down at him, and feeling somewhat shy as he inhales your skin, probably smelling the hints of lavender your body wash left behind.

He keeps kissing you, taking his time. It’s barely anything, yet it has you throbbing under your panties, which makes you blush. It’s embarrassing how fast you melt under his touch.

He gets up, sitting on his heels, looking down at you with lustful eyes. “You’re stressed.”

“I am,” you smile.

“I want to eat you out.”

“You do?”

“I do, yeah,” he plays with the hem of your shirt, slowly moving his finger down, all the way to your black panties. “What do you think?”

“I think that’s the best idea you’ve had in a while,” you bite your lips, hiding your grin.

He doesn’t hide his, smiling widely as he quietly drags your underwear down, lifting your hips just enough to remove them from your body.

“You have such a pretty pussy, babe,” he muttered, spreading your legs, until your bare, smooth flesh mercies the open air. “I can never get enough.”

Before you can even start to feel shy about your nakedness, Nico dives in, licking a long stripe up your pussy, not paying attention to your most sensitive part, not just yet— it had you moaning anyway, though.

He attaches his warm mouth to your core, tongue messily gliding over your lips and entrance. His movements are precise and smooth, like he was born to do this.

The tip of his tongue finds your hole, dipping inside you slowly, then, he finally licks your clit, moving his wet muscle from side to side while you trash under his touch, holding onto the couch with both of your hands.

“You’re so wet, baby,” he says, voice hoarse and silvery. “Dripping, actually. And all of that for me.”

You’re about to answer when he dives into your core again, this time focusing on your clit only. He grabs both of your thighs and pulls you towards him, licking everywhere. The sound of him eating you out filling up the room, louder than the boring show you had on.

The room’s barely illuminated yet you can see him staring at you as he licks, eats and satisfies himself with your taste. He doesn’t even blink, trapped between your legs, sucking your most sensitive part.

“Ngh.”

He stops messing with your clit just to smirk and say: “C’mon, love. I know you can be louder than that.”

And then, he dives into you again, giving you all he can. And his all has you pulling his hair and moaning loudly, even with your left hand covering your mouth.

Your release builds fast, as it always does whenever Nico decides to do whatever he wants with you. The tension in your lower belly comes faster each time you both have sex, and even though you can’t explain why, you’re not bored by it, not at all.

“Nico, I’m gonna come,” you manage to say, rolling your eyes, only to close them afterwards. “F-Fuck.”

You’re rutting against his mouth, not caring that your sweet spot’s feeling overstimulated. It’s like a feral feeling, taking over your body and mind, and your only goal is to come.

You feel lucky, so fucking lucky, to have a man like him to make you see stars, and when you come inside his mouth, it’s without warning or coordination.

You’re seeing white and you’re gasping for breath as he continues to lick you, digging his short nails into your flesh so he can keep you in place— even though you can barely move, your limbs are too weak to do anything.

“N-Nico,” you whisper, gently pushing him away because you’re sure you’re about to disintegrate if he keeps going. And also because you know he’ll be there for hours with no end if you don’t push him away. “Shit.”

He smirks, and you’re sure he’ll never look this hot again. His hair is glued to his face, and his chin is shiny with your come, but so are his lips and the tip of his nose. But what really does it for you it’s the way his chocolate eyes are shining and looking at you like you’re everything.

You grab his shirt and pull him down, kissing his lips right away, tasting yourself on his tongue. It’s nasty and new, but you don’t care; you just want to feel him, be close to him.

“There’s no one else,” you tell him. “It’s just you, and it will always be just you.”

He smiles, his dimples stealing the spotlight because they make you want to live inside his cheek forever. “Hope that’s a promise, baby.”

“Oh, captain,” you hum. “It is.”

𖧷

YOU’RE SITTING on Nico’s lap when you see her.

She enters the bar with her chin up, holding her Gucci purse under her arms and softly clicking her fingers against the phone she’s holding.

She doesn’t immediately look your way, and even though you’re not sure if she knows you and your people— Mia, Ella, Luke, Jack and Nico— had chosen this specific bar to celebrate the Devils winning streak, you can’t help but feel aware of her presence.

Nico brings you back to the present moment, squeezing your waist lightly, just enough to make you look back at him.

“What does Em think of this?” you hear someone, Luke, maybe, ask, and you shrug, trying to hide the fact that you don’t know what they’re talking about.

“Keep my girlfriend out of your useless conversations, please.” Nico says, saving you once again. You give him a brief cheek kiss, taking care so you won’t smudge his cheek with your red lipstick.

“Please, you’re so pussy-whipped it’s sad to watch.” Jack says and Mia rolls her eyes at him.

“As he should.” she grins, winking at you.

“I only asked her if she thinks the last Fast & Furious movie is boring or not,” Luke argues. “I mean, Natalie almost killed me last time I mentioned it.”

“She hates those goddamn movies,” you laugh, remembering how angry she’d get whenever someone tried to make her believe that that whole franchise is good. “You should’ve known better.”

“I guess,” Luke pouts, toying with his beer bottle and Ella smiles at him. “I lowkey miss her, is that weird?”

“It’s not weird to miss your friends, Duke,” Mia fake punches him. “I miss her a lot, too. And Quinn.”

“We should visit them once the season’s over,” Ella suggests and you all agree, making plans for your next trip to Vancouver.

The conversation makes you forget about the fact that Nora is in the same place as you, and your insecurities are set aside so you can enjoy your evening with your friends.

You’re caught up with laughing and dancing with Mia and Luke when Nico reaches for you and tells you he’s going to the bathroom, and you just nod and give him a peck, before following Luke and doing the dumbest dance moves ever, making Mia laugh and curse at both of you.

You end up knocking over Luke’s bottle of glass all over you, and even though it’s hot inside the bar, you know you’ll have to dry your shirt before heading out again, otherwise it’s certain you’ll catch a cold.

“I’ll be right back, guys,” you tell Mia and Luke before looking around and trying to find the bathroom sign. Once you do, it’s a sixteen step walk until you’re standing in front of the door that leads to the bathroom hallway, only to find Nico standing there with—

Nora.

They don’t see you, and Nora’s the first to speak again. “It’s just that… you kind of just vanished after that night at my house, and you did unfollow me on Instagram. Did I do something wrong?”

“Well, Nora, you see: you did do something wrong. You kissed me even though you knew I had a girlfriend. That’s not really cool.”

You can tell by his tone that he’s upset, and the Angel sitting on your right shoulder is telling you that you should trust your boyfriend and leave the two of them alone but the Devil speaks louder and you stay right where you are.

“But…” she’s pouting and you feel the urge to punch her. “I didn’t know you and Emma were serious. If I had known, I’d—”

“You’d what?” he scoffs. “You’re still here, even after knowing that Em and I are serious, and have been for a long time now. You followed me all the way to the bathroom just to ask if I was upset with you for kissing me even though you knew I was dating.”

“Nico, you’re being too serious. Emma doesn’t need to know what we did—”

“She already does,” he crosses his arms in front of chest and leans against the bathroom door. “And even if she didn’t, I know, Nora. If you can sleep at night knowing you kissed a compromised person, that sounds like a you problem. I love my girlfriend and I’d really appreciate it if you didn’t bother me anymore.”

Nora’s silent for a few seconds before she remembers Nico’s probably expecting an answer.

“I’m not saying you don’t love her, I’m just saying that I understand if you can’t talk to me because of he—”

“It’s not that I can’t, Nora, I don’t want to,” he scoffs again. “Emma is my girlfriend for a fucking reason. I love her.”

Nora’s face is red, and her hands are shaking slightly. She nods before running out of the hallway like her ass’s on fire, only stopping when she almost runs into you.

You don't do anything besides winking at her, watching as her face becomes even redder and angrier. It’s funny how she stomps her way through the bar and leaves without a single word to anyone else.

When you look back to the hallway, you find Nico staring at you, a beautiful smile decorating his lips.

“Looks like you got yourself wet, baby.” He says, pointing to your shirt.

You smile, following him to the bathroom. “Hell yes I did. But it’s about to get worse.”

[thugbiscuits]

nsfw 18+ below the cut; MINORS/AGELESS BLOGS WILL BE BLOCKED (DNI!!!)

(golden retriever) boyfriend!curly who’s been corrupted by j*mmy, and now goes hard in the paint .

or…

… curly fucks you dirty.

“you know im in charge right, baby?”

boyfriend!curly who’s got you pressed flat against the mattress in missionary, balls deep and whispering the filthiest things in your ear. it’s his favorite position, with your legs stretched around his waist and your little hands clawing at his forearms. he likes to watch you tighten around him in real time after he tells you how nasty of a girl you’ve been

you two have been at it for hours by this point. it started off as a regular evening. one where you two snuggled into each other on the couch, while recounting your day. he thinks it’s so cute the way you get animated when storytelling, and he tries his best to focus on you. he really does. but all boyfriend!curly is thinking about is what his friend said to him the other earlier.

when asked about what’s on his mind, boyfriend!curly reluctantly tells you jimmy said “girlfriends are supposed to submit to their boyfriends. a-and that they shouldn’t talk back”

the look in your face when you realize what his head has been pumped full of. the bottom of your stomach burned with a curious sensation of fear and ..arousal?

okay, maybe jimmy was into some weird shit, but not your precious Curly. Right?

“nuh uh,”

swat.

“use your words, darlin. say it like how I told you to.”

boyfriend!curly snakes his hand up your body until the big meaty paw clamps shut over your mouth to tamp down your moans while he pounds into you. the plush of his palm is firm up against your lips and all you can do is cry into it. tears well up in your eyes from just how deep he’s in you right now.

“shh, that’s right, that’s it”

Curly whimpers in your ear — in your ear.

His hot breath fanned across the side of your face in short huffs, the cool nudge of his pink lips against your cheek comes after. The sloppy thrusts of his hips meeting yours signaled that he was close. you can feel it in the way his dick punches deep in your pussy. grinding up against that gummy spot each time he pumps back into you.

boyfriend!curly was about to cum deep inside of you, but he needed you to come with him. Captain’s are supposed to take responsibility, right? Making sure that you get to the finish line or whatever.

“cum now or you won’t get to. now, baby, come for me now. ngh, yes like that!”

your orgasm beat like a pulse through your pussy all the way up your spine. rendering your body went limp as he continued to hump himself to his peak. each thrust was deeper than the last, making your wet pussy sounds resound off the walls.

best believe boyfriend!curly is apologizing to you afterwards. adding “was I too rough on you tonight, Darling? I know this ain’t our usual position.”

anyways 🙈…

[pitchsidestories]

The Beautiful Game II Lia Wälti x Reader

masterlist I word count: 3754

a/n: based off this request here. We hope you enjoy this one, we definetly did while writing it ! ❤️

“How many times do we have to tell you Lee that this cap is not working as undercover outfit?”, Lia Wälti clicked her tongue. She and a few of her Arsenal teammates were on their way to meet the girls school football team, you and your best friend Jenna coached together.

Pouting Leah Williamson folded the arms across her chest:” Leave me alone. I love my flat cap.” “Aswell as your grandpa shoes.”, Laura Wienroither kept teasing. Grinning the English defender elbowed her playfully: “You’re just jealous.” “Yes, we just know what’s cozy.”, Kim Little tuned in as she loved them as much as the younger player did. 

Cheekily Leah turned to face her friend:” Don’t you have some leaves to rake up anyway, Wally?” “First, I promised to say hi to my girlfriends’ team.”, the Swiss midfielder reminded them why they came to visit in the first place.  

As if Kim was reading her thoughts she said to the blonde defender: “That’s why we’re here, Leah.” “I know, Kimmy.”, Leah rolled her eyes at her. Clearing her throat the Arsenal Captain replied:” Just saying. Lia, you go first, it’s your girlfriend.”

Warmly Jenna greeted the brunette:” Lia, hi.” “Hi.”, Lia beamed at her and you.  Delighted you told her: “The girls are so excited to meet you, love.” “I hope you didn’t make too big of a deal out of it.”, she laughed. Innocently your best friend shook her head:” No.”

“Great undercover look, Lee.”, you winked at the blonde who was one of the closest friends of your girlfriend. Relieved about your words, she answered: “Thanks. The others gave me shit for it.”

One of your girls, Hazel who was wearing a white bow in her brown hair exclaimed cheerfully:” Girls, this is Leah Williamson!”  “Oh, here we go.”, Kim groaned in frustration while the little footballers quickly surrounded England’s captain. Excited Leah waved at all of them:” Hi girls.”

“Do you want to show them what we practiced?”, you asked your players. Curious Lia glanced at you:” You practised something?” You nodded with a deep smile on your face: “Yes. Hazel, Daisy, do you want to go first?” “Yes!”, Daisy shouted back motivated by the presence of the Arsenal players.

As they were showing their football skills in front of the women who played professionally, Leah looked at them in admiration: ”Oh my god, that’s so cool.” “Impressive.”, Leah commented equally fascinated.

With a shy smile Hazel went to the grown-up teammates:” Can we play with you.” “Sure. Let’s go.”, Leah clapped into her hands before pulling out her football boots ready to join the little girls in their play.

You watched from the sidelines as the girls ran around the field with the injured Laura cheering from the side. Lia snuck up next to you, putting her hand around your waist; “You and Jenna are doing a great job here, love.“

“Thanks, Lia.“ You turned your head towards your girlfriends for a quick kiss. Amy, one of the youngest in the team, pointed at the two of you; “Ewww, Wally kissed Coach!“

“Girls can kiss girls too, idiot!“, Daisy yelled back at her, her dark ponytail swinging angrily from side to side. “Yes, don’t be weird about it. Love is love!“, Hazel agreed.

Amy rolled her eyes in an exaggerated way; “Ugh, I know that. But kissing is ew.“ You stifled a laugh, not sure if you should scold or be proud of your young players.

Kim ruffled Amys messy blonde hair; “I found that ew at your age too.“ “You did?“, Amy asked with big eyes. The Arsenal captain nodded gently; “Yes, you’re still young. That’s okay.“ “You should come play with us.“, the little girl suggested, tugging on Kims sleeve and pulling her with her back to the others.

Lia grinned at you; “I think they like the girls.“ “And the girls like them.“, you added, your eyes on the scene in front of you. “It’s cute.“ Jenna interrupted you, bumping you with her elbow; “Stop looking at them like that.“

“Like that?“, you repeated, hoping that your assistant coach would elaborate. Instead, she shook her head; “You know.“ “Jen!“, you exclaimed. “What?“ “Girls? I invited your team to our next game.“, Leah yelled over from the other side of the pitch.

Daisy cheered in excitement; “It’s going to be amazing!“ You watched Jennas face drop; “Wait, what?“ “You did?“, you also asked, caught somewhere between surprise and confusion. The defender beamed; “Yes, they are so excited.“

Jenna gave Leah a murderous glare before turning towards you in exasperation; “Oh, we’re f-… How do we explain that to their parents?“ Hopeful that this situation can be solved, you shrugged; “We’ll find a solution.“

“Please, we want to go!“, Hazel begged, trying her best attempt at puppy eyes. “Don’t worry, we’ll make it happen. I promise, Hazel.“, you assured the young girl somewhat confident.

She nodded and proposed; “We can talk to our parents too.“ Laura smiled at the group of girls; “We’d love to see you there.“ “We’ll be there. Somehow.“, Jenna sighed in defeat. Lia pressed another quick kiss on your temple; “Can’t wait.“ “Promise.“, you winked at her.

Weeks later, you and Jenna were headed to the Emirates Stadium, followed by your group of young footballers. Impatiently, Amy jumped up and down; “We need to hurry up or we’ll be late!“ “Amy, it’s fine. We won’t be late!“, Jenna reminded for the third time and heaved an annoyed sigh.

“We’re right on time.“, you explained as you entered the stadium. Even Daisy began to get nervous; “Are you sure?“ You nodded as you lead them to their seats; “Yes.“ The girls went suspiciously quiet, only letting out a few gasps at the sight of the pitch. Hazels eyes lit up in awe; “Wow, that’s huge!“

Baffled Daisy turned her head to face your girlfriend:” And you really play here?” “We do.”, Lia nodded.  Excited Amy cheered:” That is so cool!” “It’s, right?”, Leah beamed at the sight of the overjoyed girls. Big eyed Daisy agreed: “It is! It’s so big.”

“I didn’t know girls could play in such big stadium.. I mean the lionesses yes but another girls team.”, Amy mumbled deeply impressed by the size of her surroundings. Next to her Hazel dreamed out loud:” Maybe we can be here too one day!” “That would be awesome.”, her friends admitted.

A big smile was on your lips while you told them:” Everything is possible.” “Feel at home girls. We got to go warm up.”, your girlfriend said softly. Grinning Amy wished her good luck. “Thank you.”, Lia replied, waving at them before joining her teammates for the warmup session.

Delighted, you shouted after her: “See you later.” The way the Swiss woman interacted with the children you were coaching warmed your heart which didn’t got unnoticed by your best friend who pointed that out:” I saw that.”

“What?”, you asked blushing even though you knew exactly to what she was referring to.  Amused she threw her eyebrows up: “That look.” “She’s my girlfriend how am I supposed to look at her?”, you wanted to know playing innocently with your hair. With a dirty grin Jenna answered:” Not like that.” “Oh, please.”, you laughed. 

You let out a relieved sigh when Hazel announced:” The game start!”  Drawing back the attention on them made you get away from the teasing of your friend. Clearing your throat, you changed the topic to a lighter theme:” Right, do you have a favourite player, girls?”

“Kim Little!”, Amy was the first to answer, remembering her lovely meet up with the Arsenal captain. You gave her a knowing look:” She made quite an impression on you during our training, right, Amy?” “Yes. She’s so nice.”, the blonde girl declared. Humming Daisy continued:” I like Leah the most.”

“That’s a great choice too who do you like Hazel?”, you curiously glanced at the girl who wore a red bow for the game today.  With a tone of deep admiration, she confessed:” I like all of them.”  “Yes, they are a great team like you girls.”, you winked at them.

That was the moment Jenna decided to tease you again:” Now ask your coach who her favourite player is.” “Oh, that’s easy.”, Amy rolled her eyes at that question, the answer seeming too obvious for her to say out loud.

Much more motivated Hazel chirmed:” It’s Wally!” “Yes, they are so cute!”, Daisy added giggling. In disgust, Amy wrinkled her nose: “No, they’re ew.”  “Amy stop being such a hater.”, Hazel elbowed the younger one playfully. 

The cheeks of Amy turned hot red:” I’m not. Only when they kiss.” “Same.”, Jenna agreed with her. Laughing you told them:” You two made that very clear.” “Good.”, the young girl seemed satisfied with your reaction. “Rude.”, you replied but you couldn’t really be mad at her.

Hazel interrupted your discussion, bouncing up and down while she pointed towards the pitch; “They scored! You missed the goal!“ “No, we didn’t!“, Amy protested loudly. “Yes, you did!“

While Hazel was still trying to prove her point, the stadium erupted in cheers again. “They scored another one!“, Daisy commented, her eyes big with excitement. Hazel stood up on her seat to get a better view of Alessia Russo; “That was so cool!“ “A pretty goal, right?“, Jenna agreed while pulling the girl back onto her seat. Hazel nodded; “I want to try that in training.“ “We can do that.“, you promised. “Good.“

With a shrug, you suggested; “Maybe Lessie can show you girls at some point.“ “Can she come visit us too?“, the girls asked impatiently. You tilted your head with a wink; “I’ll ask her, okay?“ “Okay.“ “I’m sure she’ll come.“, Jenna said, smirking at you.

You were grateful that the girls’ attention was mostly on the football game. “Another goal!“, Amy announced happily. Daisy raised her arms in the air, almost hitting Hazel in the process; “Yeay!“ Jenna leaned over towards you; “At least your girls team is winning. Imagine if we came here with the girls and Arsenal lost. I wouldn’t want to dry all those tears.“

Her eyes widened like she was horrified by the thought alone. You glanced at your players; “Yes, you’re right about that. But their eyes are sparkling right now.“ “I’m just surprised that they can sit still for that long.“, Jenna remarked, watching the young girls with a wrinkled nose. “They never do during training when you try to teach them tactics.“, you grinned back at her.

Jenna sighed in annoyance; “One day I’ll get them to understand what I want from them.“ “I’m sure you’ll.“, you nodded politely but failed to suppress a smile. “I’ll take the girls home after the game. You can go with your girlfriend.“, your assistant coach smoothly changed the topic. You looked at her in surprise; “Are you sure?“ “Sure.“

“Thank you, Jenna.“, you thanked her which she only acknowledged with a raised eyebrow; “You owe me.“ “What do you want?“, you laughed. With a shrug, Jenna replied; “I’ll tell you when I need something.“ “Okay.“ Her eyes were trained back on the football pitch when she casually mentioned; “Maybe I’ll ask you to set me up with one of the players.“

Your jaw dropped and you turned towards her, your face caught in a state between shock and laughter; “With who?“ “I don’t know. I was just joking.“, Jenna grimaced, obviously weirded out by your excitement. You slapped her on her upper arm; “Man, I thought you were serious!“

Your friend shook her head at you; “You would have wanted to set me up? Our little girls wouldn’t allow that.“ “Only Amy wouldn’t allow it.“, you rolled your eyes with a smile. “Yeah, probably.“, she had to agree. “See?“ Jenna gave you one more disapproving look; “Oh stop it. I’m not going out with one of the Arsenal players. That’s ridiculous.“

“Why not?”, you kept asking innocently. Jenna tried to shrug it off:” I’m not dating a football player.” “That’s what I said too and when Lia stepped into my life.”, you thought out loud with a nostalgic tone. A small smile crept onto the other woman’s lips:” That’s something different.” “Is it?”, you raised an eyebrow.  

Amused she shook her head:” Focus on the game, girl.” “Lia scored!”, you interrupted her blushing.  Dreamily Daisy sighed: “Only for you. That’s so romantic.”  “Ew, disgusting.”, Amy wrinkled her little nose. Enthusiastically Hazel disagreed:” No, she threw a heart at her direction.”

And indeed, Lia did that little gesture which melted your heart. Meanwhile Amy repeated herself:” Yes, disgusting.” “Some things will never change, right Amy?”, you laughed. Now giggling too, the small girl nodded in agreement:” Never.”

After the match ended Jenna was looking at your girls:” Come on girls time to go home.” “Already?”, Hazel pouted, she didn’t want this fantastic day of football to end anytime soon, the air still tasted sweet from Arsenal’s win.

Concentrated your friend was careful to lead them to the exit of the stadium: “Yes, let’s go.” “See you, tomorrow!”, you said your goodbye to them.  Smiling Jenna turned around:“See you.”  “Tell the Arsenal girls they played great!”, Daisy shouted grinning.  You replied quickly:“I’ll, promise.” “Now move, girls.”, your friend said to them.

Swooning Hazel answered:” I’d love to be her.” “No, you don’t. Let’s go.”, Jenna pleaded.  Disgusted Amy reminded her: “Honestly they must smell bad right now.” “You smell bad.”, Hazel rolled her eyes. “Jenna, she said I smell bad!” “No one smells bad and if anyone says that again, I’ll make sure you smell bad for weeks.”, their coach groaned.

Still beaming from the win Lia greeted you: “Hi, where are your girls?” “Jenna offered to take them home alone.”, you explained to your girlfriend. The brunette seemed happy about those news:“That’s nice of her.” “She asked me to do her a favour in the future.., so is someone single in your team?”, you wanted to know from her. A crooked smile lit up her face:” You want to set her up.” “Maybe.”, you played with a string of your hair which escaped your neat ponytail.

Lia who loved to play matchmaker answered: “I’ll ask around.” “Thank you.”  “Did you enjoy the game?”, the brunette changed the topic swiftly. “I did. The girls loved watching the game too.”, you reassured her.

As you mentioned them the eyes of your girlfriend sparkled:” That’s great. I’m happy they liked it here.” “Your goal and celebration for it was amazing.”, you winked at her. Delighted she confirmed:” I don’t usually score goals so that was a great coincidence that I did today.”

 “It was really sweet.”, Laura Wienroither interrupted your conversation smiling.  The Swiss glanced at her:“Thanks, Laura.” “You’re welcome.”, the younger player responded. Hopeful Lia turned back to face you: Can you wait? I’m just taking a shower quickly and then we can go?” “Sure.”, you agreed.

“I’ll hurry up.“, Lia promised, turning around to disappear into the dressing rooms. “Please!“, you called after her.

Your waiting was significantly shortened by Leah walking towards you; ”Hey!“ “Lee, hi.“, you pulled her into a quick hug. “Did you like it?“, the defender asked. “Yes, why?“ “Just asking.“ You shook her head, knowing that the football player had some kind of ulterior motive for her questions; “Leah, tell me.“ “I was genuinely curious if you and your team liked the game.“, she shrugged in response.

Moved by the thought of how happy your players were to see their idols filling out a stadium, you smiled; ”They did, it was so cute.“ “We have something for the girls.“, Leah finally admitted. “You do?“, you asked softly.

The defender pulled a red Arsenal jersey out of her sports bag and held it up for you. The back was covered in signatures. “We all signed this. You can hang it up in your dressing room or something.“, she explained.

You had to bite your lip to stop yourself from getting too emotional about this thoughtful gesture. Gratefully, you took the jersey from her; “Thank you, Lee. The girls will love it.“ Leahs face was lit up by a smile; “You’re welcome.“ “Appreciate it.“ “Lia is done.“, Leah remarked as her team mate appeared next to her, freshly showered and her hair still damp. You waved at the remaining players; “Perfect. See you, girls.“ “Let’s go home.“, Lia suggested with a yawn.

As soon as you arrived, you carefully took the jersey out and placed it on your desk; “I can’t wait for the girls to see the jersey you all signed.“ Lia dropped her bag and appeared right behind you, wrapping her arms around your waist; “It was a cute idea, right?“ “Definitely.“, you agreed, turning towards your girlfriend so you could kiss her cheek. “Leah came up with it.“

“I already thanked her.“ Lias eyes searched for yours; “If your team needs anything, we could help out.“ With a sigh, you removed yourself from her embrace; “I know. There’s still so much to do until the girls get equal opportunities to play that game..“ “But they have better chances than we did. That makes me incredibly happy.“, Lia responded truthfully. You nodded; “Me too. Also I love working with Jen.“

A smile tugged on Lias lips; “I can tell.“ “Also who knows, maybe one of them will become a future lioness.“, you continued enthusiastically. “That would be great.“, your girlfriend agreed. “Jenna would never stop bragging about it.“ Lia sceptically raised an eyebrow; “You wouldn’t either!“

“Yes, true.“, you smiled but a thought rushed trough your brain, making the smile fade far too quickly. “I saw how you looked at the girls…“, you started. The midfielder didn’t seem to follow you. She frowned; “How did I look at them?“ “Like you wished one of them was yours.“ There was silence between the two of you. Lia blinked a few times; “What? No…“ “No?“, you echoed. “I don’t know.“ Taken aback, you apologized; “Sorry… maybe I completely misread it.“

“No. I wasn’t aware that I was doing that.”, the brunette mumbled stunned. Confused you replied: ”You weren’t?” “No.”, she emphasized her answer. You couldn’t think about anything adequate to say so your lips only formed an ,oh’.  

Quickly Lia added: “I’m sorry.” “No, I’m just disappointed you didn’t say anything about wanting children.”, you said to her. Thrown off by your sentence the midfielder asked:” Who says I want children?” “Your eyes.”, you pointed out. The Swiss whispered:” That doesn’t make any sense. It’s stupid to even think about it.” “It’s not.”, you countered seriously.

Nervously Lia went through her hair with one hand:” I’m still playing, and you have your team.” “I’m sure we could make it work if that’s what you wanted.”, you reassured her. Helplessly the brunette bit her lip:” I don’t know. Would you want that?” “I do.”, you announced, your heart beating fast as you told her the truth. 

Slowly your girlfriend realized what you were trying to express all along:” That’s why you asked. You want children.” “Yes, and what do you want, Lia?”, you asked her in return. Her tone changed into something more hopeful:” I do want children. I just didn’t seem feasible.” “Maybe it’s now.” The kiss you exchanged was like a promise to something you both had the desire for but were too afraid to speak out until now.

A bit over a year later you and Lia were mums to a little girl. You even took her to the training of your girls’ team. Annoyed Amy threw her hands up in the air:” She can’t play yet, Jenna.” “Stop it, Ames. Of course she can.”, Jenna told her off.

The little girl wasn’t impressed by her answer: “She’s a baby.” “And? You can’t start early enough.”, her coach shrugged her shoulders. Grinning Daisy continued:” Plus she’s Wallys kid so it’s in her DNA.” “You don’t even know what DNA is.”, Hazel teased her. “Of course I do!”, she protested.

Softly you interrupted them before this could escalate into a proper fight:” Girls, focus on the game.” It seems like your toddler heard it because she kicked the ball into the goal. Baffled Amy was the first to speak:“That was pure luck.” “It’s talent.” Jenna whistled.

Proudly Lia told the blonde defender after her training:” Lee, our little girl scored today.” “Your girl can’t walk yet.”, Leah replied amused. Delighted Steph declared:” She can play football before she can walk.” “She’s Wally’s daughter. She can do everything.”, Laura added. Smiling Alessia nodded:” Yes, she’s a smart cookie.”

“I want to see that before we get too excited.”, Leah tried to calm down her teammates. Beaming Lia played the video in front of her friends:” Here Jenna filmed the big moment.” “Not bad. That’s going to be a good football player.”, the England captain admitted. “Right?” “Of course.”, Laura chirmed.

“Alright, girls. I got to go and pick them up.”, Lia announced, pocketing her phone. Before she left, Leah called after her; “Okay, bring them to our next training.”

As Lia arrived at your football pitch, Daisys voice echoed across the grounds; “Wally!” “Hi, girls.”, she smiled and let your players embrace her in a group hug. “Hello.”, Hazel mumbled into the midfielders side. Your girlfriend looked up and met your gaze from the other side of the pitch.

You both smiled at each other. “How was training?”, Lia asked. “Someone was trying hard to impress.”, Amy rolled her eyes. Jenna raised an eyebrow at the blonde girl and explained; “She means your daughter. She was not happy with the performance.” “Oh, really?”, Lia laughed.

Nodding, Jenna confirmed; “Really.” The girls were slowly letting go of Lia when you walked over at them, carrying your daughter. “Hi, Lia.”, you greeted her. She leaned over to first kiss you on the cheek before she carefully pressed her lips to her daughters head; “Hi, love.” “We‘re ready.”, you smiled. Taking the toddler from you, Lia suggested; “Let‘s go home.”

Your football team watched as the three of you left the football pitch together. “Goodbye, you three!”, Jenna called after you. You waved at her one last time. Simultaneously, Amy tugged on her coaches shirt; “Jen?” “Yes?”

“Maybe it‘s not that disgusting.“, the girl concluded, tilting her head pensively while she watched on as Lia wrapped her arm around your waist and gently brushed her lips against yours. Jenna remained silent and smiled softly.

[amoebagrl]

“i wanna be the one you think about at night”

college au!abby anderson x hyper fem!reader

abby keeps seeing this cute girl all over campus, and when she goes to the first lecture in her new class she finally gets to talk to you!! ♡

warnings: none except for abby being whipped for 30 minutes straight

wc: 735

part one of two

an: my first fic on a new blog!! how exciting ♡ so sorry this is so bad, i’m a little nervous to write 😭 also this is alittle loser!abby oops! song is flaming hot cheetos by clairo!!

not proofread!

(basketball!abby created by the lovely @elsweetheart)

grunting, as she sets down her heavy backpack, she sees you standing in the doorway

you’re the mystery girl. her mystery girl.

you’re just walking into the class, anxiously searching for a familiar face when you lock eyes with her. you’d seen abby anderson before, i mean, she’s the captain of your university’s basketball team.

you quickly scanned the room, looking for anyone else you knew, but ultimately decided on taking a seat next to her.

“hi!” you quickly smile and wave, setting down your pink tote bag at the seat right next to hers.

“oh, um hey” she says, freaking out internally “you’re y/n right? i’m abby” she asks, smiling. “yeah, i am” you laugh “you play basketball here, right?” you question

“yeah- um i do. i’m the captain actually” she clears her throat. what. the hell. she knows me?!?? stay calm abby.

“cool! i’ve always wanted to see you guys play but just haven’t really gotten a chance” you admit, sheepishly, toying with the trim of your baby pink sweater

“i mean, we have a game tomorrow night… that’s if you want to come, of course” “really? i’d love to come!” you chirp

“if you’d want to go earlier i could- i could pick you up, like when i’m on my way… like you could watch us warm up and everything. it sounds boring so if you wouldn’t wanna-“ “yes! omg of course that sounds fun!” she freezes for a second, almost shocked at the fact that you’d even want to see her play

“really?” “yeah” you grin. she’s kind of cute you think to yourself

she stands there for a second, and then fumbles for her phone “can i have your number? so i could text you all the times and… stuff” “sure!” you pull out your phone, which has a baby blue case with little bunnies on it, “here” you take her phone, typing in your number and adding your name, with a little ‘♡’ after it

she hands you your phone back, with her contact now saved “so i’ll text you tomorrow, yeah?” “yeah!” you blush, and turn to take out your laptop

that whole afternoon, she stares at your contact in her phone, drafting about 101 texts she doesn’t dare send.

unbeknownst to her, you’re doing the exact same thing.

the next day your phone ‘dings’

abby: hey, is 4:30 alright? i have to get there earlier and stuff

you: yeah that’s perfect! :) this is my dorm btw

*1 attachment*

abby: i’ll see u then

you: see u!! ♡

a heart???? does that mean anything?? she thinks, mind racing.

you panic, checking the time. “ITS ALREADY NOON?? I NEED MORE TIME TO GET READY” you squeal, alerting your roommate, dina, who was in the middle of doing some homework

“oooo getting ready for who??” “you’ll never guess. not in a million years?” “who?!” ellie, dina’s girlfriend, asks sitting up from dina’s bed “um how long have you been here?” you ask the auburn haired girl, startled. “ummm too long. anyways who is it??” “abby anderson.” you say, quietly, almost in a whisper.

“abby… anderson?” she asks, brows furrowed. “yes… sorry els i know you hate her or whatever” you wince “hate is an understatement. did you know what she said to me in freshman gym??” “ellie, please” dina warns, clearly having heard this story plenty of times

“yeah fine” she shrugs, pulling the duvet back over her head.

“okay so where is she taking you??” dina asks, turning to face you. “well… to her game tonight. it’s not a date or anything!” you say, ignoring the brunettes eye roll “that’s very boring. anyways you should wear that new jean skirt you got last week” “i was thinking of wearing that! with what top though? the pink one? “that’s really flowy?” “yeah!” “and then the white sweater over it!”

“dina. you are literally my fairy godmother” she shrugs off your compliment, “i’m just that good” she brags.

you nervously sit on the edge of your bed in the shared dorm, as ellie and dina already made their way to some party

two sharp knocks on your door echo through the room and you quickly sit up and make your way over to the door, adjusting your purse on your shoulder and you turn the knob.

the door swings open, revealing the muscular blonde in front of you.

“wow.” she breaths out

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[moonlit-midnight]

TWST Imagines: Dating a Book Lover

Characters: Octavinelle (separately). With a partner who’s a huge fan of the Percy Jackson series.

Warnings:

GN!Reader, fluff, crack, very self indulgent.

Percy Jackson is one of my fave male protagonists in a book series, and I randomly got inspired to write this since he’s related to the ocean.

—

𓈒❀. Azul Ashengrotto:

– Lowkey gets jealous when you gush fondly about Percy Jackson aka one of your beloved book crushes.

– Despite his teeny tiny jealousy, he doesn’t mind your constant fangirling/fanboying.

– As long as it makes you happy, then he’s happy too.

– He loves buying you blue things because it’s Percy’s favorite color.

– He thinks it’s heartwarming that one of the reasons why you adore Percy’s character is because of his unconditional love for his mother and his unwavering loyalty to his friends.

– Endless praises and sweet compliments when you show him your fan arts and illustrations.

– “Wow, so this is how Percy looks like! I think he’s so handsome.”

– “And so are you, my darling Azul.”

𓈒❀. Jade Leech:

– Is fascinated by how enamored you are with your favorite character.

– “You seem so in love with him, my dear. Is he perhaps the love of your life?”

– “No, you silly merman. Percy Jackson might be my book crush, but you’re the love of my life.”

– He absolutely loves seeing you in your element, like you literally shine when you talk about your most-loved book series.

– Teases you when you get caught writing fluff fanfictions.

– Has a big mischievous grin on his face when you mentioned Percy’s underwater kiss with his girlfriend.

– “Would you like to be kissed underwater, my dearest pearl? I could take you on a beach date right now.”

– Comforts you when you tell him that you miss reading the series since it doesn’t exist in twisted wonderland.

– He once dressed up as Percy and you were absolutely smitten.

– *screams internally* Jade Leech with SEA GREEN EYES and MESSY JET BLACK HAIR.

𓈒❀. Floyd Leech:

– Gets adorably jealous whenever you mention Percy’s name.

– “Shrimpy, don’t ya get bored talking about this Percy guy?”

– “Never! He’s my darling book crush.”

– “AND I’M YOUR DARLING BOYFRIEND!”

– Is amused with the sea-related nicknames you give him: Sea Boy, Seaweed Brain, Captain Salt Water.

– Gets annoyed when you tell him that they're Percy’s nicknames.

– He finds it cute when you call his magical pen Riptide which is the name of Percy’s pen weapon.

– When he’s in a good mood, he indulges in your interests and actually listens.

– “Hey Shrimpy, if me and Percy were drowning, who would you save?”

– “NONE of you would drown! You’re a freaking MERMAN and Percy is the Son of Poseidon!!!”

– He kinda reminds you of Percy and he’s quite smug about it.

– “He’s unpredictable, sarcastic and has a troublemaker smile. He’s also brave, good-looking, kind and has a smart sense of humor.”

– “Ooooh, I didn’t know that your book crush is a cool guy.”

– He secretly gets excited whenever you ramble about your book obsession because he loves listening to your voice.

[poppurini]

zip up the jacket, it’s cold

leona & f!reader, reader depicted as shorter than him

oh my god leona. leona? bro leona. have u seen leona? YOOO leona. dude leona. leona leona leona.

“You did really well just now, Leona!” and the man couldn’t help but silently swoon at the obvious admiration and adoration for him in your eyes. For him, and him alone. The captain of NRC’s spelldrive team breathes out a chuckle. “Just really well?”

Halting your steps, you did a sharp turn to face him. “And you looked really cool!” Obviously singing corny praises but does he care at the moment? Obviously not. Mhm, that’s what he wanted to hear from his herbivore. He gave you a hum of satisfaction that prompted a cheeky smile from your own lips as well before you started marching towards the stalls again, talking about the trending snacks Cater recommended you to try.

Your little journey was interrupted when a hand much larger than yours engulf your own and gently pulled you backwards, the little stumble making you press into his chest, all of that combined to make you let out an awkward, surprised sound as you try your best to stand back tall.

It is a fairly new relationship, after all. Skinship isn’t an exactly common interaction between you two yet. You are also in the arms of the man you thought was pointless to try and get attention from just a few months ago. I’d say it’s a valid reaction to feel like the bones from your legs disappeared.

“Haha yeah, uh, what is it?” Feigning composure, you laughed awkwardly at your boyfriend—wow, boyfriend. You didn’t think you’d ever have a chance to call him that—making the corner of his lips quirk up in amusement. “Aren’t you cold?” a murmur while he busies himself with adjusting the oversized item on you. It’s his sport jacket that he put on you just minutes ago because apparently his little girlfriend thought she could handle the cold as winter approaches. “It’s warmer when ya zip it up.”

Dragging out a whine representing your dismay, you raised your arms up and shook the flappy sleeves too long for you. “It’s cuter like this.” He guess it is cute, watching you do a little twirl in his clothing.

“Cute, but ’m not gonna babysit a sick Y/N.” With that said, Leona made you stand still and attached the end of the zipper together, pulling it up all the way to the top, enough to cover your lips. Somehow you have a feeling you looked like a penguin. “Cuter like this.”

You have no arguments. No resolve in you to fight back nor unzip the jacket. All you managed to do was look up at him stunned and flustered. You may try to hide it, but you’re gulping and averting your gaze after a few seconds and feeling hot at the damage he has done. Felt like your feelings for him is just slowly increasing by the minute.

While you’re still wallowing in euphoria, Leona has already turned you back on track by the shoulders before one hand slid down to your waist, rubbing them slowly with his thumb while pulling you closer and you wanted to scream right there and then due to the intimacy. All your thoughts and feelings unorganised resulting in mindless babbles and fake coughs. “We- yes, I- right. That way.”

Unsurprisingly, Leona wanted more from you. So, like the bastard he is, he leaned down close enough to murmur in your ear. “Hm? Didn’t quite catch ya.” He lets out a hearty laugh at your small flinch before— hey, oi, you’re fainting!?

[wooahaeruby]

Chapter 33: Sparks

Chapter Word Count: 4,270

TW

None, it's cute.

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“You called?” Sitting at your desk, you were packing up your bag for the day. “Twice might I add.” 

“What are you doing?” Seungcheol asked. “Wait, I mean, hi…How are you? What are you doing?” 

You laughed as you turned the computer off and made your way to the door. “I’m doing okay today, thank you for asking. Currently, I’m about to leave the office, do you need something?” 

“Can I pick you up from your place at seven?”

“I don’t see why not, do I need to dress up or can I change into something comfy?” Waving goodbye to your coworkers, you stood in the elevator, heading down to the parking garage. 

“ Oh, fuck- Um.” You heard him fumble with his phone before he cleared his throat. “ Can you dress up a little, but you don't have to be over the top?”

“I can, I’ll see you at seven.” 

“ Cool, I’ll- uh- I’ll see you then.” 

Hanging up, you chuckled to yourself, seeing Seokmin getting into his own car when you made it to yours. 

“Plans for the night?” He asked, leaning over his car hood. 

“Got a date tonight.” Dropping your bags into the passenger seat, you could see him smirk. 

“Is it with-?” 

“Yep. Just called me before I came down.” 

“Have fun then.” He laughed, moving towards the driver’s door. “Oh, Hao wants to talk with you, give him a call or something.” 

“Ay ay, captain.” You gave him a salute before getting in your car and driving off towards your apartment. 

It would be the first night in a week that someone wasn’t in bed with you to sleep. Wonwoo had come over the other night before Jeonghan showed up, wanting to install panic buttons around the apartments, more as a precaution, hoping you wouldn’t actually need to use them. One was placed on your nightstand, facing your bed where you could reach it easily, another was placed under the counter of your computer desk, and the last was in the kitchen, on the underside of a hanging cabinet. 

Kicking your shoes off, you glanced around the dark living room, staying silently to listen for any changes but nothing peaked so you turned on the lights and continued inside. Glancing down at your watch, you had just over an hour and a half to throw on a nicer outfit and some makeup before Seungcheol showed up, enough time to even do your hair a little. 

With Dreamcatcher helping with your closet clean up, there were some…new clothes you noticed through the week; new business outfits, new…shorter skirts, and some different blouses. There were boxes of new shoes in your size stacked in the corner of your closet as well. 

Then…Then you kinda had an idea and you knew you had to roll with it. 

You pulled items from your closet, a little smirk spreading on your lips.

“So, Seokmin said you asked my girlfriend on a date.” Jeonghan snickered over the phone. 

Seungcheol sighed. 

Of course Seokmin told Jeonghan, he thought.

“I am…Is that a problem?” 

“Where are you taking Mouse?” 

“I…heard her saying to Mingyu that she was craving sushi…so…” He rubbed the back of his neck, going into his shared closet in the penthouse, grabbing a pair of slacks and a loose fitting button up. 

“You are a fucking sap, I love this so much.” Jeonghan laughed, which only made him sigh and groan. “ If we weren’t crimelords, I’d put our lives in a soap opera.” 

“I’m hanging up now, I need to shower and get dressed.” 

“Wah~ You’re no fun. I’ll just get all the details from my girlfriend later, loser.” 

“Whatever.” Seungcheol hung up before Jeonghan could get another word in and jumped into getting himself ready. 

As he stepped out into the living room, checking his pockets for his phone, wallet and keys, Jihoon stepped through the door, backpack thrown over his shoulder, dressed in his gym ware. 

“Where are you going?” Jihoon asked, kicking off his shoes. 

Seungcheol huffed, “I’m going out…” 

Jihoon paused, looking at him up and down. “...With Mouse.”

“I hate all of you.” He pinched the bridge of his nose, “But if you have to know, yes, I am going out with her.” 

“Cool.” Was all he said, strolling down the hall before coming back. “Soonyoung, Wonwoo, Mingyu, and I are going to the fight club tonight. Jeonghan is running a free-for-all for anyone who wants to fight.”

“Yeah, count me out. Don’t get your asskicked and make a joke out of us.” Slipping on his shoes and grabbing a jacket, he headed out and down in the garage. 

Okay – if Seungcheol was being honest, he was praying he wouldn’t fuck up tonight and it would be a step in the right direction. He had been texting her regularly throughout the week, but tonight was the only night he had free time to actually put some action into place. Jeonghan’s little fight club also got some of the guys out of her hair while the youngest three were running Ruby for the night. Minghao and Junhui were out of town on a job and wouldn’t be back until the following night. 

Pulling up to Mouse’s apartment, he parked in one of the visitor spots and made his way towards the garage door entrance. One glance at the watch on his wrist showed he was a few minutes early, but he didn’t bother to worry, stopping at the newly installed security panel and typed in her apartment number. Once the panel buzzed and the door unlocked, he wasted little time getting to the elevator and getting to her door. A simple knock had him hearing her call out for him to wait a minute.

Shoving his hands into his pockets, Seungcheol waited, biting at the skin of his lips, even rocking back and forth on the balls of his feet. He looked down at his feet, raising his head almost instantly when he heard the lock click and the door open. 

And he blinked, once, twice, and he damn near wanted to pass the fuck out .

Mouse stood before him dressed in a bishop sleeved, scoop necked red blouse and a short black skirt and tights. She lifted her foot and fiddled with the strap of her chunky heels, hand placed against the door frame. Grabbing her jacket, she slipped it on, a smile spreading on her red colored lips. 

She is gonna kill me , was all he managed to think, eyes wide as he took in her beauty. I might die . 

“Hi, hey.” Mouse pulled her purse off the console table beside her door, pushing her hair behind her back. 

“Hey.” Seungcheol cleared his throat, sliding his hands from his pockets and holding one out for her to take. “Ready?” 

She was quick to close and lock the door before taking his hand, letting him lead her down the hall and into the elevator. 

“So, where are we going?” She nudged him with her elbow, keeping their hands clasped together. 

He snickered, shaking his head. “I’m not telling you that, you can find out when we get there.” 

“Hmm, boo.” Mouse rolled her eyes but continued to smile. “I heard the guys are busy tonight?” 

“Yeah, Han is having a free-for-all . Kwan and the other two are running Ruby, but I think Vernon and Chan are going to watch the free for all since Kwan owes them a favor. Busy night.” 

“And you just happened to be free?” As the elevator doors opened, she eyed him curiously, a playful tilt to her head. 

“It’s my first night off in a while.” He admitted, shoulders dropping. “Thought I’d spend it right.” 

Mouse hummed, seemingly satisfied with the answer he gave. She gently swung their hands as he led her to his car, unable to stop himself from chuckling softly.

The drive to the sushi place he had picked was calm. Seungcheol was content answering Mouse when she asked how the days had been, able to express more of the nitty gritty of the group while in the car. 

He had also taken her words two weeks ago into some consideration recently as well. Or well…He had done a lot of thinking since the night Mouse and him talked. If she was going to be here, sitting beside them at least somewhat at their metaphorical table, the least he could do was be honest. And he was a little terrified she’d actually put more effort into hitting him if they fought again. She had done great work training with Chan, but with Minghao and Junhui soon? He’d need a bulletproof vest twenty-four seven. 

She was laughing as he parked, stomping her feet some. “How do you fuck up that bad?!” 

“I’m telling you, Mouse…I don’t even know at this point. Sometimes Mingyu is just too big for his own damn good and he broke the box of the ammo shipment, the actual box… Jihoon was going to kill him…”

“It was a crate! I can’t believe he managed to do that!” 

He simply gave a laugh before exiting the car, quickly rounding his vehicle to help her out. She took his hand the moment it was offered and stood, smiling up at him bright and wide. 

“Shall we?” He closed the door for her, clicking the lock on his key easily. 

“I think we shall, Seungcheol.” 

The place was relatively fancy, many different groups of people and couples littering the fully booked restaurant. Seungcheol had taken it upon himself to pull your chair out and push it in for you before taking his own seat, shedding his jacket. 

“So…” You snickered, picking up the menu placed on the table. “Who told you I was craving sushi?”

Reaching up, he rubbed the back of his neck, sending her a gummy, shy smile. “I…might have heard you talking with Mingyu the other day when he had you on speaker.” 

Looking past the menu, you eyed him for a moment, your lips twisting into a small smirk. “And here I thought you could read my mind.” 

Seungcheol scoffed and he laughed, shaking his head, jostling the relatively unstyled hair on his head. “I wish it was that easy.” 

“Is your hair naturally that wavy?” The question had him running a hand through his locks, brushing them back from his face before shaking his head to let it fall naturally. 

“I mean…Kinda? If I really let it grow out, it gets a little poofy since I don’t really do anything with it. That's why I usually keep it short. I kinda need a haircut soon since it’s been a while.”

“It looks good.” You complimented and you watched him swallow, eyes big, childlike. “I like it.”

“I- Thanks..” Despite the restaurant's dim lighting, you couldn’t miss the reddening of his cheeks. “Let’s- What looks good to you?” 

He dropped his gaze, lifting the menu to hide from you, eyes scanning over the items listed. 

It was cute, seeing him flustered over a simple compliment. You smiled to yourself, scanning over the plethora of options, debating what you wanted. 

The waiter that came to serve you was sweet, a nice young man that looked absolutely nervous, probably one of his first days. He filled the empty glasses before the two of you with water. With a glance between the waiter and Seungcheol, it was almost silently decided that you’d share whatever was ordered, not that it wasn’t expected after the last sushi ‘date’ the two of you had. 

“I’ll get right on that.” The young man hurried off, leaving you with a smile and a shake of your head. 

“I remember when I waited tables in college for a little while.” 

“I can’t even imagine you doing that.” He furrowed his brows together but he laughed, lifting the glass of water to his lips. “Why did you stop?” 

“Because some drunk guy slapped my ass and I punched him in the face.” 

Seungcheol choked on his water, picking up the fabric napkin to cover his mouth as you laughed, trying to keep yourself from losing it. 

“You punched him? So you’ve been doing reckless shit all your life?” He cleared his throat. 

“You really should hear about all the trouble I got Jongho and I into when we were together for two years.” 

“Mouse, I have all night. I’m all ears.”

“You…set off a bottle rocket…into your foster dad’s car exhaust pipe.” Half his mouth was filled with food, pointing his chopsticks at you with a frown on his face. 

“Yeah. He deserved it for beating Jongho.” You don’t see the problem now, just like you didn’t see the problem back then. “For no reason, mind you. Not only were these assholes just taking the government checks, but they worked him and I to the bone with chores, and we got punished if we didn’t. He was told to hand wash all the dishes with a toothbrush because he didn’t sweep the floor since he was finishing his homework.” 

“That’s…what the fuck?” He was taken back, eyes shifting from you to stare down at the platter of sushi between you both. 

“One time, that foster mom locked me out of the house because I was a minute late back  after a school event. She didn’t let me in for two days and Jongho had to sneak me stuff.”

“What-” 

“Yep.” You snickered, grabbing a piece of food. “Then I got Jongho and I out of there. Apparently insulting them was the tipping point. Fucking pricks.” 

“Man, and I thought I had a fucked up childhood.” Seungcheol managed to laugh and you nodded. 

“I’ve…heard a little from Hannie about what happened to the three of you.” 

His eyes were searching for something in the sushi, gaze flitting around with no set destination. He opened his mouth to say something but closed it, leaving you to continue. 

“I want to believe that you and I, and the rest of the guys have done well despite the adversity.” Nonchalantly, you picked up a piece of sushi and popped it in your mouth. “I mean look at you, big business, kicking ass and all. And me, the not so damsel in distress that has fought a few people for the hell of it.” 

That managed to get Seungcheol to chuckle under his breath, a sigh leaving his chest but a smile was present once he lifted his head. 

“And while on the topic, why can parents fucking suck sometimes?” You rolled your eyes, sitting back in your seat, seeing the smile on his lips widen. “But in general people can suck. This is why before all of you I was a homebody. Video games can’t hurt me physically, just emotionally.” 

“Oh my god, shut up.” He laughed brightly, dropping his chopsticks and covering his face in some embarrassment, not sure if it was for you or him. 

“Hey! Whoa!” You kept your dramatic gasp quiet to not draw much attention to your table. “How dare you tell your date to shut up. Here I thought I was out with a nice gentleman that wanted to make me swoon and now he is telling me to shut it. Some men…” 

“Mouse.” Dropping his hands, Seungcheol whined, a pained smile on his lips as he gazed across to you.

You leveled him with a playful look, unable to stop yourself from laughing. “Yes?” 

He held you in a soft gaze, letting his eyes roam over your features before he shook his head, dropping his eyes and picking up his chopsticks once more. “Nothing…Nothing at all.” 

“Good,” You smirked, “Kinda looked like you were attracted to me for a minute there.” 

Seungcheol sputtered out a laugh, covering his mouth so as to not choke on the piece of food he shoved into his mouth. “Oh no, totally not, you’re kinda weird if you ask me.”

“Some say I’m mysterious, but I can also accept being weird in this situation.” Nodding your head, you gave him a thumbs up. “Just don’t let my friends hear you say that. They can be a little overprotective if you ask me.” 

“Hm, I wouldn’t have thought.” 

Between the two of you, a quiet calm settled, letting you eat, taking in the ambiance and the chatter around your table. There was comfort in the quiet, the promise held close to your heart that he wasn’t going to do anything stupid anymore, and hoped that all would fall into place. 

He wasn’t like Jeonghan who loved to talk about everything and anything. He wasn’t Joshua who could make you laugh loudly at the smallest things. He was Seungcheol, a strong leader with a shell that seemed a little hard to break. He was a big softy that was goofy and now wanted to play video games every time he caught you sneaking off with Wonwoo to Pandora. 

He was becoming himself more and more than you already saw and you really liked it…

It wasn’t too long before the platters were finished and the waiter was asking if there was anything else either of you would like for the evening. Seungcheol peered at you, raising a brow but you simply shook your head, leaving your companion to ask for the check. 

You observed Seungcheol now, watching as he grabbed his wallet, sitting comfortably as he drummed his fingers on the table. When he noticed your gaze, he tilted his head, one corner of his mouth raising in a half smile, leaving you mesmerized by how handsome he looked. Part of you prayed he didn’t cut his hair, but it wouldn’t matter over all, he was striking with or without it this length. 

He was quick to pay the check when it was placed down, not even bothering to look at the amount as he slid his card over. He signed quickly before getting up, moving towards you to take your jacket, holding it up for you to slip on once you stood. Once he was comfortable with you bundled up, moving some hair from off your shoulder, he got his on, holding out his hand. 

“Can I convince you to go on a walk then maybe….get just some ice cream?” 

Your heart clenched in your chest, but you placed your hand in his, lacing your fingers together with a nod. “I’d love to, Seungcheol.”

Hand in hand, the two of you left the restaurant, leaving his car behind in the parking lot to return later. The air was frigid but the heat Cheol radiated as you stood close was enough to keep you comfortable. You were lucky you went with thicker tights to keep your legs warm in the short skirt. More or less you let him lead the way, a shy grin spreading on your lips as he swung your clasped hands.

A glance over showed a wide smile, his eyes flicking from you to the path, keeping you close. There was nothing needing to be said, knowing he was happy, probably way more than you were, but you were happy nonetheless. The ice cream place he ended up leading you to wasn’t far, a small hole in the wall shop with two little tables and a singular worker behind the counter. With the change coming into winter sooner rather than later, not many were going out to get ice cream. 

The bell over the door announced your arrival, a loud chime sending the worker to her feet, greeting you. You returned the greeting, approaching the glass to peer at the many options of sugary treats. 

“What do you want?” You looked at Seungcheol, curious as he didn’t even look at the different flavors. “Do you already know?”

“Yeah, I get the cherry-vanilla swirl.” He was serious, lips pursed before he gave a firm nod. When he gazed at you, the purse turned into a childish smile. 

“You know what, can we share?”

A chuckle rumbled deep in his chest, nodding his head once more. “Yeah, we definitely can, Mouse.”

“You are a fucking idiot.” Jeonghan laughed under his breath, removing the gauze from Soonyoung’s forehead, hoping it stopped the bleeding from the cut near his hairline.

“Don’t call him that, at least he won.” Mingyu snickered, grabbing more gauze and holding them to Jihoon’s nose, definitely broke even if it’s just a slightest bit.

“So…should I call Cheol?” Chan asked, raising his hand, sitting on the bleacher-like stands beside Vernon. 

“Do not-” Joshua shook his head, only for Jeonghan to send him a look. “Come on, they are fine.” 

“Soonyoung definitely has a concussion and Jihoon’s nose is broken. He’ll be pissed coming home to this.” Jeonghan sighed, nodding his head to Chan. “Give him a call.” 

Chan was already dialing the number before he finished the sentence, leaning his head back. 

“Hey- yeah everything went fine, but…” Chan groaned. “Yeah, I know you are out on your little date, but Jeonghan told me to call you because- It was Soonyoung and Jihoon…Yeah, but one has a concussion and the other has a broken nose…Mouse- Give the phone back to Cheol- Oh my god- Okay, I’ll see you in a bit.” 

Chan looked around once the line went dead, flattening his mouth into a straight line. “So uh, they are coming.” 

“And now we will feel the wrath of both Mouse and Seungcheol.” Wonwoo huffed, holding an ice pack to his eye. 

They showed up faster than anyone really anticipated. Jeonghan thought they had more time to clean up some blood and patch up Soonyoung and Jihoon. 

Mouse bursted through the door first, one hand holding the skirt as she hurried over, nearly skidding to a stop before Soonyoung. 

“Mouse!” Soonyoung was dazed, flinching at how loud he was, reactions a little slow and eyes out of focus. “Hi.” 

She sighed, taking his face gently into her hands, brows furrowed in sympathy. “Hi, Soon…” 

“You…” He shook his head, taking a deep breath through his nose, a pout forming on his lips. “You look really pretty.” 

“Thank you, how’s your head?” 

“The room is…a little sideways and I’m tired.” 

“You can’t sleep until we get back.” Jeonghan huffed out a sigh, wiping his hands with an alcohol wipe, making sure there was no blood. 

Mouse placed a gentle kiss to the top of Soonyoung’s head before she moved over to Jihoon, shoulders deflating at the already bruising area surrounding his nose and under eyes despite the ice pack.

“You both look like shit.” Seungcheol stepped in, hands in his jacket pockets, stopping not that far from Mingyu who was packing up the first aid kits. 

“Be nice.” Mouse warned and he huffed. She reached out, lifted the ice pack some, and glanced beneath it. Jihoon flinched but overall did nothing. “Damn, is there anything else broken?” 

“Beside the nose, no, but I’ll be sore as fuck tomorrow.” 

“Ah, nothing a little ice and some rest can’t fix, I can make the chicken bake you and Soonyoung like.”

Chan nudged Vernon with his elbow, snickering. “We should get beat up more so Mouse can take care of us.”

Whipping her head around, she sent him a glare. “Don’t you dare.” 

“Your skirt is short.” Joshua commented, grabbing his longer coat and handing it to her. “Put this on.” 

“Ah~ She is fine~” Jeonghan snickered, wrapping an arm around her waist, placing a kiss to her cheek, eyeing Seungcheol. “Sorry for ruining your night~” 

Seungcheol rolled his eyes, moving towards Jihoon to look at the injuries to his face, then to Soonyoung who gave a tired smile, and lastly to Wonwoo. “Can you at least tell me if all of you won your stupid ass fights?” 

“I almost got pinched in the last round but the dude broke my nose and I got pissed so I dropped him.” 

“Gotta stop toying with him.” Mingyu hummed, giving Jihoon a gentle pat to the back. “Soonyoung did great until the guy slammed him into the floor. He managed to get him in an armbar before his opponent tapped out.” 

“What about you?” Seungcheol looked to Wonwoo once more, raising a brow. 

Removing the ice pack, Wonwoo’s eye was a little swollen, definitely going to be bruised more the next day. He couldn’t help the smirk spreading on his lips before talking again. “Cocky asshole that swung before the bell and I dropped him in under a minute.” 

“Good.” Seungcheol broke into a smile, shaking his head. “Alright, load up, come on. We should get them home before they can barely move tomorrow.” 

“Can someone drop me home and I can grab my car?” Mouse leaned against Jeonghan, her head resting comfortably on his shoulder. Joshua’s jacket was folded in her arms, at least covering some of the front of her legs. 

Jeonghan scoffed, the hand he had on her waist tightening some. “Why the hell would we if you can just ride with one of us?”

“Ew, fuck off, no flirting in front of everyone. My poor eyes.” Chan gagged, covering his eyes dramatically with both hands. “They are burning out of my skull.” 

“It’s watching your best friend get with your brother.” Seokmin gagged as well, bringing his hands to his throat to choke himself. “End me.” 

“We could make this so much worse.” Mouse lifted her head, looking up to him with a smirk wide on her face. 

“Do not!” The choirs rang through the warehouse before a following rumble of laughter layered together.

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[baby-xemnas]

I love so much that “Bepo is Law’s weakness” is arguably canon. It’s not “Law’s weakness is cute things” like some ppl in fandom try to say since Law is pretty visibly unaffected by Chopper, little kids, all the standard “cute things” in OP. It’s literally just Bepo and his cuteness that has an effect on Law, and we see it in reaction to Bepo going “🥺” when Bepo was sick, letting Bepo hug him all the time, taking Bepo to Uta concert only bc he knows Bepo wants to go, etc. LawBepo is such a perfect ship, massively underrated ship frfr 🩷🩷🩷🩷

there is this very good compilation pic from @/daily_trafalgar on twitter with a caption "law's reaction to cute things"

you mean barely a reaction

and then there is Bepo

Bepo is special he is spoiled and coddled and can do anything he wants with barely a word from Law. i do think Law is good with kids but Bepo is a grown man - his best friend

and as much as some lawbepo non-shippers want to see them as parent and child -you dont see someone YOU grew up with. YOU were children at the same time with - and grew up alongside each other as a CHILD. You just don't see them as that, it's nonsense. Yes he is like law's little brother but not a child

(i call him Law's baby like 20 times a day but that's in a way that a cute girlfriend is "baby")

Saying all this to say that "oh Law is weak to Bepo's cuteness because he is like Law's baby" (implying child) or even worse = when people call him a pet They grew up together - 4 year difference is forgotten about -you are peers - yes of course Bepo is both subordinate and looks up to Law as an stronger smarter leader etc. but thats not a parental dynamic at all.

its a very serious, rational and collected guy and his favorite guy who he spoils in big and little ways and have been spoiling him their whole lives...

i love that Law saved Bepo from getting his ass beat and dying alone and brought him home and they just stayed in that dynamic their whole life and both became adults but this "Bepo is precious and weak af and i love him" pretty much didn't change.

and Bepo is so comfortable with it. novel was Law focused so it never gave Bepo an "I'LL TO PROVE MYSELF TO YOU THAT YOU DONT HAVE TO PROTECT ME ALL THE TIME I CAN HOLD MY OWN" arc - and that would make sense for his character if there was time/desire to focus on him but because of those constraints Bepo bypassed that and i kinda love it? (you can call it another of many copes of mine idc) but him NOT having a standart "little brother" arc is awesome, Bepo is very comfortable in his role and when he speaks its always

"I'll do my best for you and help where i can because you are so amazing" there is zero of his own ego. He is comfortable in his "lower rank" role, he doesn't strive to be Law's equal he knows he can't be! Law san is the greatest!!

Law is happy with it too because he is a protector in nature (look at his bigass crew ;-;♥) so bepo being HAPPY to be protected makes him happy too. It makes Law feel strong and good, it plays on his ego in a positive way being looked up to and sought out as a protector - yes it's pressure (that Bepo does his best to elevate) but it's not negative and Law takes it happily, it's good to feel needed. And it all started with Bepo and they preserved that - Law is always strong and cool leader and protector and Bepo is always UUUU CAPTAIN 🥺😭🥺😭🥺😭

they are the best and i love them so much it's such a special dynamic and it makes Law's character so much better

[the-fluff-piece]

Tropetember 8

Law's Amnesia

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Law gets knocked out and gets - AMNESIA! But not the boring medical kind, the fun quirky kind of tropes. He shows the crew a different side as he forgets who he is and what hardships he had to endure

"Kind of sucks when your doc is the one who would need help..." Shachi mused as he and Bepo monitored Law's condition.

He got a massive hit in the head from Luffy - by accident, the other captain swore. Now he was out and sleeping it off.

Bepo put his paw on Law's forehead, patting his captain for comfort.

You've offered to take over so the others could get some sleep. Taking a book and some tea with you, you prepared for an uneventful night.

Law had a light bruise in his head but it didn't make him any less handsome. His face looked stern, even when he was unconscious. His fine features were heartbreaking as always and you allowed yourself to let your fingers trail down his cheek - only to check his temperature and general condition of course.

When you felt his groomed goatee under your fingers, he twitched lightly, making you jump.

He grimaced in pain and groaned, opening his eyes slowly and lifting his head.

"Law, you're awake!" You stated the obvious as you tried to keep him down. Of course, your captain had to wear a half open shirt and of course, you happened to touch his bare chest.

"You need to stay in bed or you'll get dizzy!" You warned him.

"What?" He asked, his eyes looking at you with a confused expression.

With soft force, you pressed him into the bed again, while his eyes were fixed on your face.

"Who are you? Where am I?" He asked, the softness and higher pitch of his voice sounded unfamiliar to you.

"Captain that's not funny, it's me, y/n" you still had to press him down, he was surprisingly strong for just waking up.

"Captain? Who?" He pushed against you and sat up, shaking his head.

"Wow, cool stuff!" He looked around his own medical bay as of he was seeing it for the first time.

"And who are you again?" He asked you, looking you up and down with open interest.

"Are you some kind of mechanic? Is that your tech stuff?" His voice sounded excited and light, absolutely not like his usual self.

As he moved to get out of the bed you pressed him back down with all your power and only succeeded because you surprised him with a jump.

"Whoa, babe, slow down!" He chuckled as you found yourself half on top of him, both hands on his chest.

"You uhm.. you need to lie down, you took a serious blow to the head" you explained with urgency.

"So you're like...my girlfriend?" His eyes beamed like a little boy's in a candy store.

"You're cute!" He said as he grabbed your shoulders and drew you into an embrace.

"CAPTAIN" you screamed, trying to wiggle out of an iron grip.

"Where?" Law let go and looked around.

You jumped down from the bed and caught your breath - he has lost his mind!

And he was already swinging his feet out of the bed, energetically looking around like a 5 year old on sugar.

"I have to see the rest of this thing!" He ran towards the door, and you couldn't hold him back. He was far stronger and faster than you, instead he grabbed your hand and dragged you with him through the door.

"Wow, where am I?" He asked.

"The polar tang - your ship!" You said as you tried to keep up with his long strides.

"My ship? And my girlfriend! I'm so lucky! Just the name of the ship is weird" He laughed. He dragged you down the corridor and to deck, where he stopped dead in his tracks.

"A bear!?" He looked at Bepo in disbelief. The white bear sat on deck and enjoyed some cool night air. As soon as he heard Law's comment, he blushed and stammered excuses.

"Ca...captain??? You are awake?" He eventually got a hold of himself.

Law approached his first mate really carefully.

"A talking bear!" He said.

"SORRY" Bepo bowed down.

"Hey whaaa...?" Bepo blushed until he became a fleshy pink.

As he bowed down, Law grabbed his ears and was squeezing them thoroughly while making "awww" sounds and giggling.

"What's going on here?" Shachi appeared in the door, looking shocked. "He isn't supposed to be up yet!"

"He just...I think he has amnesia!" You said.

"Amnesia?" Shachi rubbed his chin.

"Could be. In any case, you need to get back to bed Captain!" He said to Law.

"Who's this captain?" Law looked around and finally stopped molesting Bepo, who sank to his as a whimpering white mess.

"You are! And we need you! So please go back to bed, you need rest!" Now Shachi helped you to push Law back in the direction of sick Bay.

"Me? Captain? Wow, my life is awesome! I have a cute girlfriend, a ship AND a crew???" He looked like he could burst from happiness and excitement.

"...girlfriend?" Shachi asked.

"He kind of decided that I am his girlfriend" you answered, blushing.

Shachi seemed like he wanted to make a sassy comment when Law suddenly dug in his heels and stared at his reflection in one of the windows.

He studied the tattoos on his chest and hands and let his hands run through his hair.

"I...I..." he seemed overwhelmed, "I look like a crook! A gangster! A...a..." he seemed at a loss for words.

"A pirate?" You helped him.

"Yes! One of those! That would be awful!" He said it with such upstanding distaste that you and Shachi just had to exchange a glance to come to the same conclusion.

"Of course your not a pirate. You're a...fashion model!" You told him.

"Woah, really?" Law seemed to relax again - and become more docile.

"Yes and I am your girlfriend! Let's go to bed, it's late!" It still felt strange to talk to him that way, but he seemed to like what he heard and followed you like a lamb back to his sick bed.

"See? That wasn't so bad. Now you just have to lay down again so you can rest." You indicated the bed with your outstretched hand.

"It seems really small" Law said.

"It's big enough for you" You said.

"And you?" Law blushed.

"What about me?" He confused you now.

"I mean...since you are my girlfriend, you sleep in my bed" He grinned.

"Uhm..." You had to swallow and looked at Shachi for help. He grinned, to. That bastard.

"You two are so in love, you squeeze into a tiny bed" He chuckled maliciously and slowly walked out of the room.

"So romantic! I love cuddling. I think" Law was absolutely on board and threw himself into the cushions, his arms open to receive you.

"Uhm...why don't you go to sleep while I work some more?" You said.

"I am hurt and need rest. You said so yourself! I need you to sleep" Law stated like a kid that just outwitted a grown up.

"Fine." You awkwardly settled on the bed, when Law shook his head.

"Your boiler suit is dirty. You don't sleep with that" He indicated some oil stains on your suit.

You never wore more than underwear and a shirt under that thing. It could get hot. But he really needed to sleep, so you pulled down the zipper under Law's lusty gaze. When you finally slipped it from your shoulders, he commented with another "wow" as he stared at you with undeniable adoration.

He opened his arms again and tucked you into his side as soon as you settled on the bed. Immediately you noticed his cold, clammy hands.

"Law, you're so cold, are you hungry? Are you dizzy?" You asked.

"So...sleepy...with...girlfriend..." he rested his head on your shoulder as he pressed against you and seemed to pass out again. You waited until he breathed deeply and evenly and slipped out of his tight grip.

He looked relaxed and content as he slept and you resumed your watch over him.

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Yes, I'm pretty sure that head injuries don't work like that, but this is tropetember so Law has the right kind of Amnesia and will be fine xD I hope you enjoyed it

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[hayleythesugarbowl]

ray manchester x reader headcanons

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ masterlist • ray manchester masterlist ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

a/n: the lack of these on the internet is concerning 🎀💋

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dating ray manchester/captain man would include…

ok so you have always been a fan of captain man

because who wouldn’t? 

you may have had a poster of him in your room at some point 

maybe

ray fell in love with you after saving you from drowning 

(a/n: sorry i have a saving thing—)

which of course was a dream come true for you  

the saving not the drowning

and he kept running into you 

and so when one day you came into the store he was thrilled 

you get a job in the man cave 

and you learn his identity soon 

lots of flirting 

he’s cocky in a cute way but gets all flustered around you at first like it’s adorable 

like the kids roll their eyes at your guys’ obvious attraction 

but eventually you guys admit your feelings (albeit awkwardly)

but it’s cute 

the man cave is like your second home 

you hang with charlotte especially and also jasper constantly because yes

henry loves you like a cool aunt 

you live in the man cave eventually

you guys are just so happy together 

ray gets anxious when he goes out to fight crime because he doesn’t want to leave you alone 

and you also get worried for him 

schwoz likes to tease you guys  

ray wouldn’t survive without you and char

his hugs are actually the best and he comforts you when you have doubts/insecurities 

henry has accidentally caught you and ray multiple times

“aaaaand I am never going in that hot tub again”

ray also gets really jealous 

“hey ok I saw the way gooch’s plant was looking at you and I’m the only one who gets to look at you like they want to take a bite of you.”

he’s super protective

which you pretend to hate 

but you actually love 

he loves cuddling so much which is great because so do you

he calls you lost of cute nicknames

he loves surprising you and taking you out to fun restaurants 

he gets super excited to show you silly new gadgets schwoz has made in the man cave it’s adorable

you sleep in his bed a lot 

and you occasionally shower together

(i’m sorry bro that shower scene did things to me 😩)

he loves bragging about you to anyone he can find 

“have you met my girlfriend? this is y/n, my girlfriend”

you have movie marathons and you love resting your head on his chest but he always falls asleep first 

also he’s really good at taking care of you when you’re sick and he’s actually an amazing nurse

he loves your body so much

he even lets you try on the captain man suit

you couldn’t be happier with your superhero boyfriend <3

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ˋ°•*⁀➷ ahhh i had so much fun writing this!! i love this man so much and i figured i’d write for him. henry danger is a current obsession of mine and im such a simp for ray manchester. hope you enjoyed ˚ ༘ ೀ⋆｡˚🩰🍓

[s-lulu-s]

rainy nights

How they end up waking you home pt.1

Kita, Atsumu, x reader

(party setting)

(also little detail: Y/N or the reader or whatever you call em is definitely like a BITCH who peaked in highschool popular type bc it fits with the story)

mentions of: alcohol, kissing,

"what if...?"

KITA

It was already 12:30 and you were already bored of the Miya's house party...or maybe you were just sick. It started off fun but eventually everything just got extremely annoying after the actually cool people fizzled out and all that was left was kids who only came for free drinks. After throwing up in the bathroom you sighed and pushed your way through people, trashy rap blasted in your ears. Eventually you reached the door and noticed someone waiting patiently behind you. Oh? It was just Kita. He definitely was forced to be here. You twisted the handle of the door and walked outside and he followed behind, making awkward eye contact. He decided to say something to just lessen the stiffness of it all.

"are you also going home y/n?"

Kita respectfully looked down at your shirt that was stained with some sort of orangish red liquid.

"oh? yeah I suppose I am!"

You spoke in a sarcastically mean way as if it wasn't obvious you were going home.

"Usually i'd expect you to stay longer at events like this...also I assume you noticed but you have some...uhm...something on your shirt."

The first comment felt like quite the blow to you but the second thing just pissed you off a bit even if he didn't mean to.

"Obviously I am aware I have stuff on my shirt. Some dumbass spilt their white claw all over me!"

Perhaps you got so upset because you were just a bit tipsy, though after saying that you began to walk away. Kita noticed you were dazed and he stepped infront of you and just quietly spoke.

"You don't look very good, how about I walk you back. I don't want you to get hurt."

You grumbled, but still just nodded. Kita came over and put his arm around your waist and started walking. Damn, he's always so polite.

The walk home was silent you weren't completely a drunk mess...just a bit buzzed. You looked up at him and observed his face. Damn for a quiet kid he definitely was cute. You began to mumble with 'full' confidence.

"Kita...what if we...uh...what if we just kissed right now."

You laughed and smiled because usually this always just works. Kissing was just for funzies!

"No thank you."

What the hell...? Your smiled dropped and you kinda just looked away. Kita noticed and sighed. Eventually you got to your house and he walked you up to your doorstep. Kita turned to you and looked at your upset and sickish face.

"Go to sleep and drink some water please."

you nodded and just said

"...alright."

but before you could turn around to go inside the captain leaned in gave you a light peck on the cheek. His hands squeezed your waist lightly then let go. Then Kita just smiled and walked off. You stood there dazed and confused before turning around and walking into your house with a blushy smile.

"You can be my girlfriend and everything!"

ATSUMU

Atsumu was always just looking at you whenever he got the chance. Not that you often noticed but you were aware. But now that you both are at Sunas house he had a chance to finally talk to you! Well...atleast he thought he had a chance. It didn't register in Atsumus mind that attempting to catch someone's attention in a room with a bunch of people and really loud music is harder than it seems. Eventually after a few seltzers he kind of just forgot about trying to talk to you and ended up talking to a bunch of different girls. Soon enough he was sitting on a table with one of them and just ended up kissing her. Not a big deal...right? Well not until he looked over and saw you glare at him for a split second as if he was a whore.

Eventually the party was beginning to get a but too chaotic (not in a fun way) and you decided it was about time you leave. As you reached for the door handle you heard a voice yell out a bit.

"Y/N!!! WAIT!"

you looked over and saw Atsumu Miya push his way over to you with an awkward expression and he asks.

"uh...I mean...are ya' heading out?"

"mhm I am."

you answered in a bit of a confused tone, trying to figure out what he was doing. Meanwhile Atsumu is kinda just waving his hands around a bit frantically and muttering some random stuff. He was very nervous about what you were thinking of him. Eventually he just speaks in a quieter tone.

"...Can I walk ya' home, Y/N?"

"Sure..? If you really want to."

you then thought about something for a second...isn't his home in the opposite direction of yours?

"Wait...Miya, your house is nowhere near mine, it's a couple blocks east.It would kind of be a waste of time if you walk me"

You had let out a little giggle before opening the door and walking outside. Atsumu followed behind and in a slightly pissed tone he states.

"Alright first of all don't call me Miya! Second, maybe I'm just feeling nice!"

you sigh and just ended up nodding your head. Atsumu grinned and walked up next to you and before long the silence just became awkward silence. Knowing him, you didn't want to deal with him if he's pissed off. As you were getting closer to your house Atsumu turned to you and in typical jockey fashion he happily says...

"So, Y/N so yer pretty cool ya know?"

"Mhm...?"

Atsumu comes up to you real close and just says.

"Like...uh...what if you dated me? Would you think that's cool? You could be my girlfriend and everything!"

you just kind of stared at him blankly...then spoke in a calm and judgy manner.

"weren't you literally just making out with someone a minute ago?"

Atsumu showed a nervous smile and then just started whining.

"Ok but I didn't care about her the way I care about you Y/N! Oh and also she uh..."

Atsumu thought for a second about what lie he can say as an excuse.

"...she forced me to kiss her! Like totally forced me!"

"I don't really care about you kissing her. I was just bringing up a point."

you were now at your house and you stopped infront of the walkway and turned to Atsumu.

"hand me your phone."

"why?"

"shut up just hand it to me."

Atsumu nervously handed you his phone and watched you type something in. You handed it back and you saw a big smile form on his face. You had put your number into his notes app.

"You can just say we're talking for now!"

you said that as you turned around and walked to the door of your house. Before opening the door you heard him yell.

"THANK YOU!! HAVE A GOODNIGHT Y/N!!!"

you turned your head and saw him happily run down the street with a smile on his face.

writing belongs to s-lulu-s 2024

(let me know if I should make a pt.2, character recommendations would be appreciated 🫶)

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HELLO NAMIS GIRLFRIEND 🫡🫡💥💥💥💥💥 would love to request some general mihawk x reader hcs !!!!!!! gn or masc reader if you please ^_^ love him and his bigass unblinking eyes . thanks in advance !!!! 🧡🧡🧡🧡

hi hello anon!! this was rlly fun to work with, i think mihawk and a silly little creature is truly the dynamic ever.

summary: meet-cute turned meet-ugly on kuraigana island. collective hc thing about awkward!mihawk and a gn!reader who doesn’t know when to shut up to save their life.

word count: 580 words // 0.5k

cw: none!

with roronoa zoro returned to his captain, and perona’s soul floating far from her body as usual — dracule mihawk is perhaps a little lonely. while it's something he wouldn't admit, or truly let bother him in any way. but it is strange, the lack of noise and clatter around the castle. at first, he takes the opportunity to relax. read more books, lounge around, train every once and a while.

the routine is boring. he feels as though he may crawl right out of his skin. however, one morning, he discovers a surprise. on the way back to his makeshift training grounds, after feeding the many monkeys with swords, obviously — he finds an intruder.

and, well, maybe that isn't exactly the right word. you're young, have an androgynous air about yourself, and are currently hanging from one of the bear traps perona set up on a whim. he has to stifle a laugh, albeit small, since he'd warned her that roronoa would most likely fall victim.

but it isn't his ward, back from travelling already. he cuts you down from the tree, and offers a gloved hand. you get to your feet with a grin, looking him up and down.

"ha! i didn't actually think i'd find you here," you laugh, bending forward a little to catch your breath.

he only stares back, blinks once, and then twice.

"i just mean- uh, there are a lot of rumours, you know! when i was travelling around the neighbouring islands, they told me this place was haunted."

mihawk sighs. tourism, one of the most dreadful crimes of all. maybe even worse than piracy, or men with red hair who don't know when to stop talking. you remind him of one in particular, which doesn't help his already souring mood.

"i am not surprised," he says, tone measured, "many fear the unfamiliar. kuraigana is home to no phantoms, or vampires for that matter."

you can't help the smile that spreads unwillingly across your face. the barkeep at the last inn you'd slept in had indeed spoken of a vampire lord. "heard that one through the grapevine, huh?"

that stare is back on you again, and the moniker 'hawkeye' is starting to make way too much sense. "i beg your pardon?"

"don't worry about it," you snort, waving a hand in dismissal. "but i do have a favour to ask, you mind if i stay over for a bit?"

"..."

"listen, i have a good reason, okay?" you plead.

"and that is?"

"well, i may have taken something kind of important. from someone important. by accident, obviously, i'm totally not a pirate. i don't believe in piracy at all," you explain, gesturing to the ocean far behind you both. "and honestly, the guy seemed pretty mad, so i kinda just uh-"

"i get the feeling that if i let you continue on like this, we'll be here all day," mihawk says, before turning abruptly and heading back toward his original destination.

you run after him on a whim, expecting either rejection entirely or the cool steel of the sword he has strapped across his back. "hey, hey, wait up! i thought we were getting to know each other!"

"no time for that now," he replies, doesn't even turn to check you're following. "if what you say is true, i suppose leaving a poor mouse out to be eaten alive is unbecoming of a warlord."

"whatever you say, mr captain warlord sir."

"..."

"sorry, sorry! oi, watch it-"

FIN

happily ever after. he only kills u a little bit