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lilywily143 · 2 years

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Never thought I would try this but.

Live blog of new episode!!

Last few seconds!!

Pretty Intro of course

Prom in 3071!? Long time into future

Hologram things it seems are around

Glasses girl seems to be chased by it, no wait it's Doll hurting robo's now!! I knew she could've been a murder drone with that program revealed last episode but sheesh.

Also reflection of victim in the clevor knife thrown was awesome

bugs stomped

crossing out names with prom as the title

ooof her parents are surrounded in bugs.... I think..

oh no Uzi! Guilt: Active... What a setting

"Thank you for being my friend" drawing from the drone friend she just hurt last episode. my heart

hah!! Her non stop groan all day even to a ball in the face, but is out of it went knocked by a brat.

also, that guy she took the consicnese over still has a fire head went she burnt it last flashback.

normal school for Uzi again it seems but all that program tech makes her go for it again. Oh her dad took her evidence stuff

She mad about it.

Agrument...

Nonono don't stop her from seeing N!!

Oh this is great...Dad is a chaparaone.. Popular girls shall force her to be popular .. Which includes Doll. sooo not great

so many dead human bodies..

Oh N is sad. V don't do this.

in a fancy dress Prom murder TM. Of course

holo spooky snake crab J??? Oh N

How is V sounding nicer now after the murder talk?? Oh she has to know her origins but not N

back to girls

I love Doll's voice. Didn't get that last episodes

Uzi notice wierd amount of bugs

How is Lizzy being kinda nice yet bratty??

Oh ho Doll is creepy

N is so nice

Oh V really got his head gone like the piolt and like how Uzi done that

"What's best for you even if you hate me for it." V. WHat Do YoU KnoW and how Are hYOu being DecNst?? JNfljewflakn

Prom dress Uzi!! And her weird program thing refered to by her as robo Satan !!

oh no. oil or actual blood?? So red

Oh back to repaired N. Get the suit!! "No time!" oh come on.. "Dapper in" !!yes!! fancy N shall come

bathtub of blood I think with robo parts

ooo Uzi found a vent!

"As they say in Russian. whoops I should've predicted that someone could escape out of a vent shaft using discarded mirrors as stairs." Really Doll? shes great

Go uzi go Uzi!! Oh N again!! They found each other!!

reconnect plz

Yes!! "Dapper Buddies" yes N. And Uzi Blush at her inviting N

ooo dance finally. Also, a student did a classic robot dance before a girl gave a smack to his head

"PUNCH BOWL decoraction only. You will super die." Ooo like the piolt's "dont wash your hands. Your a robot dummy"

THAD!!! BEST MOVES!! And did he wink at some boy robot? I can't tell

Oh no dad can't find Uzi at prom

"entire prom court MISTERIOSLY disappeared-" Nice Liz. Love the pink she has thou

and crap there's V. She stellar

oh no did V really somehow speand time with Liz long enough to convince her that she didn't wanna murder off screan? That's kinda sad for Liz..

oh she stopped her near attack becuase she was appinted queen of prom.

Doll. Why do you have a evil laugh?

"I'll get my dad to DOCK UR FRICKED GRAADES!!" So Liz is a teacher daughter

it is nice the audience is giving V compliments. SHe might not be used to that.

"Clap harder losers!!"

oh dad tried to leave but Doll powers..

"Not the doors..." Of course he'd say that. Mr. Cahl Doors

"I can kill everyone after??" aww V

Oh there is a fucking red x where V is, Doll seems to have it set up, and Liz is having second thoughts about the plan even with her knowing grin to Doll a bit ago. JHAFSkldbklf

Liz do something...

YES UZI AND N

"Well I'm confused" I don't blame ya Uzi

"Run, you idiot" Well at least Liz tried

Everyone is getting crushed!!

OhhhhhhHHHHHH V killed Doll's paraents!!! ok that makes sence. she was extra nuts.

Doll is taking bullets!! wait they are getting deflected

You adorable N and Uz, save the murder drone!!

Go ninja star kicks!!

door unlocked but dad is staying behind in room!!

Aww go Uzi defending her two murder buddies ^-^

but man both N AND V look shocked that Uzi lost family to their doings. Was it J and they weren't aware?

"I'm done dealing with everything alone." Happy look to N. "We move forward together or not at all!" Happy look to V. Both murderer look so happy. Go Uzi!!

AHHHHH N NOT THAT!! DON"T PUSH HER OUT OF THE WAY OF DANGER!! YOULL GET UNDER THE PROGRAM WITH THAT DAMAGE!!

AHH DAD TRIED TO RUN BACK IN BUT 180 DEGREE HEADTURNEDING DOLL STTOPED HIM NOO

Uzi still got hurt from it, and she JUST TOOK A KINFE THROUGH THE PALM!!So that's what that season 1 trailer thing was refering too

Slow walk to Doll

Aww the two drone arent under the program!

"Thank you, Lizzy!" Both of them -> "Shut up, loser" hhh so mean to N. He was just happy she had his arm..

Oooo the music & lights got epic with a stab to the dj controls

Pretty fight in prom dresses!!

N is Back to fight and of course "QUIT SAVING ME!!"

They are dance fighting, did the same missle shot twirl last episode, and grazed Doll's hair with a knife!! AHHH

explosin

Suh a short sweet moment before, "OKAY YOUR TURN"

N GOT BODY SLAMMED WITH A DECORATED TABLE!!

everything flying cus Doll

ooo she lost a bracelet with a similar look to N's poilt medalian, kick to the face, and a stab in the back of the head from V near the end! Go team!

wait the brackelt had a key thing

ah they found the room with the bugs over bodies and V said 'heh heh, nice'

so many bugs still

V is fucking eating a arm from the scene the three of them discovered!!! Oh she's so hilarious and wonderful!

"what was the point of a worker drone killing over worker droens" hmmm I don't know yet

something under a blanket!

wait the actual trailer scene where Uzi stares at oil then we focus on her mouth like she wanna lick it like a murder drone! but then blanket is off! two bodies of family

"V, u kinda suck." Go N

YEVA was the mom and fuck Doll is back and the screen went dark but yes Uzi finally used he own weird powers like Doll's for herself!! Is purple instead of Doll's red

"i'm sorry for you" wait, are the powers a curse for Doll?

Uzi's chocker? Why'd we focus on that?

Now Doll is making a helping offer??

Why is Doll looking like a hologram in red instead of J's blue ones?

SHe exploded???

"UGH I HATE IT HERE" I don't blame you Uzi

okay we are outside and we are with, I think a rando.

"Ah. That's where i left my excuse to be out here" his own glasses... goofy

WE GOT ANOTHER LANDING POD FROM EARTH I THINK!! MORE MURDER DRONES ARE HERE I THINK!!

A teddy bear flew across the screen... why

Woah rando killed by a REALLY human looking thing and their sword. It might actually be a human in a suit..

TESSA CERTIFIED TECHNICIAN is her nametag

cool swordOH J IS BACK IN FULL HEALTH

from J tossed to human thing, Keys with a moon keychain decoration

and the credits....

#LilyWily Post #murder drones #murder drones spoilers #murder drones episode 3

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rubynationwins · 2 years

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Wanna Be Yours

Sugar baby! Bucky Barnes x Plus size! Reader

Summary: You don’t have a problem letting Bucky see other people, but Bucky wants to tell you that you’re all he needs.

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Warnings: angst, fluff, pining, jealous! bucky, dirty talk/thoughts, swearing, Bucky is in his mid-late 20s

Word Count: 2,816

A/N: I’m very excited to be posting a fic, I feel like it’s been forever since I last posted one! I’ve had this in my wips for quite a while now, but didn’t work on it because I felt guilty for not posting my other fics that are sequels/parts of series first. But those are still far from being done(I’ve kinda also been struggling w/ writing them oof), so I shifted gears and edited this one & feel very pleased w/ how it came out! I love this concept, and I hope you all are into this pairing/dynamic because it’s a little different than my others. Like, comment, reblog, I always appreciate feedback so plz let me know what u think!

This story should not be posted anywhere else without my express permission.

Thanks for reading!

-Ruby

You don’t keep Bucky – or James, as you call him – on a very short leash. You don’t want him to feel tied down when he’s at such a pivotal age for young, virile men like himself. He should be able to explore and enjoy his youth with partners he doesn’t feel obligated to be with. This isn’t your first sugar relationship, so you’re plenty aware that young men don’t want to only be with you; which is something you learned the hard way. It’s better to let them live their lives with predetermined rules instead of getting cheated on by men who don’t have the balls to tell you they need more than you have to offer.

So, with Bucky, you made your expectations clear from the start. He can sleep with whoever he wants as long as he’s safe, uses protection, gets checked regularly, and always puts you first; and in turn, you give him whatever he desires. Lucky for you, he has stuck to your rules and made good on his promise to be by your side when you need him. Honesty, communication, and companionship, that’s all you really need, nothing more. At least, that’s what you tell yourself.

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“James-”

Bucky spins around from the mirror he was checking his hair in and sucks in a breath. You are standing in the doorway of the bathroom with a playful smirk on your painted red lips.

“If you keep messing with your hair it’s going to fall out,” you give him a once over, “You look beautiful, darling.” And he does. He is absolutely stunning in his navy suit, a simple dark grey turtleneck underneath with a gold chain loose around his neck. It’s the one you bought him for your 6-month anniversary last month. Technically, you paid for the entire outfit he’s currently donning, but you personally picked out the chain yourself. It matches the slim bracelet that’s dangling around your wrist.

Bucky blushes lightly under your sharp gaze. He doesn’t know why, but a flutter erupts in his belly every time you compliment him. He never gets so worked up when others flatter him, only you.

“Right back at ya’ doll,” he flashes a wolfish smile, “you sure we have to go to this event? How ‘bout instead I get you out of that dress and we head to the bedroom because I don’t know how the hell I’m gonna keep my hands off you in that thing.”

Not too long ago you would have thought he was all talk, but Bucky has proven just how much he adores your body – curves and all. You can’t help but agree with his statement anyway, you look absolutely banging in your elegant Theia gown. The deep fuchsia color complements your complexion perfectly and the way it hugs your curves is like sin. The side slit stops just at mid-thigh and the off-the-shoulder straps mean your neckline is on full display. The way his eyes flash as they take it all in sends heat straight to your core, but unfortunately, you’re on a time crunch.

“As tempting as your offer is, James, I can’t miss this one. It’s a company celebration, and as the newest member of the board, it’s vital that I be there.” You gently grasp his hand and lean into the warmth of his large, muscled body, placing a modest peck on his cheek, “But since you’re going to be with me, I know the night will fly by. Before you know it, we’ll be back here and you can help me with this damn zipper.” You chuckle, winking playfully before walking away to grab your clutch resting on the table a few feet away.

Bucky’s pupils are like black saucers as he stares longingly at your ass as you bend over to slip on your shoes. As much as he wants to ignore your words and shove you up against the nearest wall and fuck you in that delectable dress, he knows that your work life is important to you, so he restrains himself – for now.

“Alright, doll.” He holds his arm out for you to take and you wrap yours around it, feeling the hard metal underneath the fabric of his suit jacket. “As long as you promise to help me out of my pants as well.”

You gasp and hit his shoulder playfully, “James!”

He shoots you a shit-eating grin and walks to the door with you hanging on his arm, your soft body melding into his.

Tonight is going to be great.

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Tonight has been crap.

Bucky sulks at the bar, toying with a toothpick and sipping at his glass of brandy. Again, he glances over to where you stand surrounded by a group of coworkers, all of whom are men.

Shit.

He downs the remaining contents of his glass and motions to the bartender for another before going back to glaring at your little posse. He isn’t mad at you though, well, not that much. No, he’s pissed off at the slime-balls crowding you. Don’t they have their own dates to ogle at? Why did they have to steal you away as soon as you both stepped into the ballroom with the pretense of “private business matters”?

Turns out, those “private business matters” are getting you drunk and blustering about your many achievements and how lucky they are to have you on the board. Bucky knows his jealousy is misplaced. He, above everyone here, knows how hard you worked to get this position. You are the youngest person, and the only woman, to ever become a board member. He’s damn proud of you, in fact.

Still, he can tell these sleazy old men don’t give a damn about your work, not with the way they all stare at you like some kind of meal for them to devour. Bucky respects your boundaries and your work life, but how is he supposed to sit back when the tall shit-head with graying blonde hair on your right, who has easy access to getting a peep at your cleavage, keeps touching your arm? Can’t you see what they’re up to? Or are you being deliberately obtuse just to ruffle his feathers?

You wouldn’t do that though. Even if you were flirting with these geezers, which Bucky’s sure you’re not, you wouldn’t do it to get a rise out of him because you wouldn’t think it possible. You’ve never said it outright, but Bucky knows you don’t think he minds when you talk to other men. He does though, he fucking minds a lot.

How can he blame you for it, though? You made it abundantly clear at the start of your relationship that it was fine for him to see other women, even if he wasn’t the least bit interested in anyone else, not from the moment he laid eyes on you. When he tried to argue that you didn’t have anything to worry about – that he didn’t want anyone besides you – you shut him down completely, saying there was no room for argument, that he either accept the terms, or you wouldn’t be able to see him again.

Bucky wanted to strangle every selfish, fucker that made you go to such lengths to feel comfortable in a relationship. Of course, he conceded to your stipulations, there was no way around it, he needed to be with you. But, if you didn’t care if he fucked other people, how could he possibly demand that you only have eyes for him?

Still, though, it was taking all his strength to not rush forward and sweep you away from the group of lechers, and maybe kick a few of them in the nuts for good measure.

A new drink is placed before him and he knocks it back immediately. When he turns back around to continue stalking you from afar, his blood runs cold.

The other members of your group are gone and now it’s just you and blondie talking. The bastard says something and you laugh, reaching up and squeezing his arm, swaying on your feet. He places his hands on your plush hips to, supposedly, stabilize you. All the while, pulling you in much closer than necessary.

Bucky is out of his seat and at your side in a split second. He grabs the offending man’s wrists and yanks them off of you, “Watch where you’re touching, pal.” His threat comes out in a low growl and he pulls you to him, his grip tight around your waist.

“James? What are you doing here?” You hiccup, eyes hazy as they blink up at him. Your surprise at his presence sends a pang through Bucky’s heart. Had you so easily forgotten about him?

Even so, no man touches what’s his.

Bucky takes a step back, bringing you with him, and leans down to your ear, gritting his teeth together in a faux smile, “I’m here because I think it’s time we go. You’ve had too much to drink, doll,” he speaks lowly so only you can hear. He knows his words are a bit too harsh and his tone a little too strained, but he can’t shake the defensive anger coursing through his veins.

The blonde man, who for some reason is still standing there with a strangely satisfied smirk on his lips chooses that very moment to speak up, “So you’re James? Nice to meet you,” he reaches out for a handshake, seemingly unfazed by the murderous glint in Bucky’s eyes. Bucky outright ignores his proffered hand, but the finely clad man brushes off the rebuff and casually slides his hand into his pants pocket, “Y/N talks about you all the time. I can see why, you’re a nice-looking kid.”

He wants to punch the callous grin off of the old asshole’s face, but you snort, “Tod, quit it, stop teasing him.” Bucky’s jaw tightens, you didn’t say he’s not a kid. Bucky hates feeling unworthy of you; like he doesn’t belong at your side. He may be young, but he has just as much right as any to call himself yours.

Tod cracks a smile, “Ha, alright, I’ll see you on Monday, Y/N.” He nods his head at you in goodbye and moves to leave. But when he passes Bucky’s shoulder, he leans in and whispers, “Better get her home quick, son. Don’t you have a curfew to worry about?” He chuckles to himself when he catches Bucky’s seething face, not at all intimidated by the rage flaring in the younger man’s blue eyes. With those final parting words, Tod walks off, lucky to not have a bruise the size of Bucky’s left fist on his smarmy face, in Bucky’s opinion.

Bucky breathes heavily, trying not to run after the guy to show him where he can stick his fucking curfew bullshit. Instead, he switches his focus back to you. You’re leaning into him, your usually calculating eyes spacey and a goofy smile plays on your lips. He frowns, you normally don’t drink so much, “What the hell did you get yourself into, doll?” This time his voice is softer, worried, but less biting.

You glance up at him, your eyebrows furrowed, but once you understand what he’s asking, you let out an uncharacteristic giggle, “To celebrate, we did some shots, I don’t remember how many I had,” your words are slow and nonchalant, as if you are actively trying not to slur them together, “Anyway, why are you upset, darling? I thought I told you to find some guys your own age to chat with. I knew you wouldn’t be interested in all our boring old business talk.” As you talk, Bucky hurries you to the exit, only pausing at the coat check to grab your things. He messages your driver to be out front in five.

“Guys my age?” His tone is bitter but you’re oblivious to his simmering indignation.

“Yeah! It’s a party for mostly higher-ups, but a few of them brought their sons, and some brought their daughters too,” you give him a sly wink at that. Bucky just stands there in front of the decorated driveway, trying to temper the many unsavory responses he wants to make at your last remark. His arm is wrapped around your full waist, clutching you to his side. He stays silent as your car finally pulls up, the driver not bothering to hop out since Bucky already has the back door open before he even rolls to a complete stop. Bucky ushers you into the backseat before sliding in after you.

The partition is already rolled up so he turns to you, unable to bite his tongue any longer, “Daughters?”

You scrunch up your face, confused by his questioning, “Yeah, I’ve met some of them. Mr. & Mrs. Willson’s daughter, Sarah, is a real looker. I think you’d like her, she’s just your type, and then there’s Melina’s daughter, Nata-”

“I don’t understand.” Bucky stares at you, trying to mask the hurt in his chest, “Were you trying to get rid of me? I came here tonight to be with you. Why would I want to spend it with some other girl? Why did you spend it with other men? Y/N, I-I don’t know what you want from me, why would you-” His tone has turned accusatory and befuddled. He wants to come clean, to shout that he doesn’t give a shit about other women, but the words are caught in his throat. He’s too much of a coward to speak them aloud.

You shush him, shaking your head, a placating smile on your red lips, “James, I don’t know why you’re getting so riled up, but stop. I just want to enjoy the rest of the car ride home with you, please, I’m tired.” You kick off your heels and relax your head against his shoulder; placing your soft hand in his. He gazes at your lovely face as you play with his metal fingers. The flashing lights that fill the car as it passes underneath brightly lit billboards and dim streetlamps cast fluttering shadows around your ethereal features. His chest fills with a sentiment he doesn’t know how to describe, one he’s maybe too scared to unpack. Your eyes drift shut and your hands still in his, as your soft snores fill the interior of the car. Bucky places a gentle kiss on the top of your head, soaking up your rich perfume.

When the car arrives back home, Bucky carries your sleeping form inside, hugging your plush body to his chest. He lays you down on the bed and goes to work getting you ready for sleep. He knows you wouldn’t want to go to sleep with makeup on, so he grabs a makeup wipe from with bathroom and removes your still pristine look. Bucky loves the power and confidence makeup gives you, but he adores your fresh face, which he doesn’t often get to see.

You tend to keep him at a distance, only letting him see parts of you, not allowing yourself to be “messy” in his presence. Again, there's that foreign panging in his heart. It feels like there is a wall between the two of you, one that you purposefully set up, Bucky’s afraid he’s never going to break it down. Even tonight, when you were fairly drunk, you held a certain air of professionalism about you, so to speak.

You always have to be in control and Bucky wishes that you would just let him be the one to shoulder the burden for once. It’s like you think he’ll abandon you if you ask him to commit more to your relationship. You just don’t know how much he craves you when you tell him he has the “weekend off”, or that he only has to come to events “if he wants to”. You may think you’re letting him have “freedom” and not feel “tied down”, but in reality, you’re denying him the time and companionship that he so desires from you. Bucky wants you to demand more of him, to expect more from him. He sure wants more of you; however he can get it.

What if all you ever want is just a good time and a good lay with a young, pretty face? A few months ago he might have been satisfied with that, but now he wants more. And he is terrified to ask for it.

He finishes cleaning your face and even has the mind to put moisturizer on you since you live and breathe the stuff. He unzips your gown and pulls it off your body. After taking a moment to appreciate the majesty of your body, he goes and hangs the dress back in the closet before coming back out with one of your pajama sets.

He removes your strapless bra and slides the soft, silk pajama top over your chest. You have shapewear on so he shimmies you out of it, which is a little challenging he’ll admit. He has no clue why you wear the restricting stuff. You say it’s to have a smooth base for your tighter garments to rest on, but he suspects there might be more to it. Either way, it’s your body and he gets to appreciate it with and without the shapewear on, so he’s plenty satisfied.

After he gets your pajama bottoms on, he quickly changes into a pair of boxers, not bothering with a shirt. He shuffles into bed beside you, pulling the covers over you both. He hugs you to his chest, trying to get the feeling of dread to leave his subconscious. You’re here in his arms, and that is enough. It has to be.

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zombaarbie · 2 years

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As the World Falls Down

Eddie Munson x Reader (Friends to lovers!)

Synopsis: Reader and Eddie go to see a new movie together. Reader is obsessed with the movie, and one particular song in it. Eddie learns it to impress her, fluff ensues.

A/N: This is not meant to be part of the lil miniseries I've been working on. The idea struck me when As the World Falls Down from The Labyrinth started playing while I was doing homework and I thought this was just too cute not to write. Also, I think the Labyrinth came out in June of '86 so they wouldn't have been in school because summer, but we are going to ignore that plz and thank you. As always, any feedback is welcome! Enjoy :)

*GIF is not mine, but I wish Eddie was*

"Are you busy this Friday?" You bounded up to your best friend's locker, effectively startling him.

Eddie jumped a little at your sudden appearance. "What'd you have in mind?" He shut the door and walked with you to the cafeteria. He had made plans with Henderson, but he wasn't one to turn you down when you wanted to hang out.

"You know that new David Bowie movie that just came out? I thought it looked really good. Wanna go?" You offered him a little smile. One that he soon returned. "It's got goblins and like a shit ton of other cool fantasy creatures!" He couldn't help the lovesick feeling he got in his chest at the way your face lit up when you rambled about the movie.

"Yeah, sounds cool. What time should I pick you up?" You both took your seats at the table. "Well there's a showing at 4. We could go to that and get dinner after?" He nodded at this.

He knew it wasn't a date.

You two hung out together often and considered the other to be your best friend. He knew he didn't have a chance with someone like you, and he sure as hell wasn't going to confess and risk your friendship.

So instead he settled for stolen glances, fleeting touches, and little scenarios that played out over and over again in his head. He wished for more, but he was content being in your life any way you wanted him. Even if that meant being just a friend.

Friday rolled around and it was time for you to get ready. When you got home from school you immediately began looking for an outfit. Something cute, but not trying to hard.

You knew it wasn't a date.

You and Eddie had been friends since you'd moved to Hawkins your freshman year. He was a year older than you. You two had been glued at the hip since your first week when you stood up to Jason for picking on him.

Eddie had always been sweet to you. He would always offer to give you a ride (even though you had your own perfectly good car), hold your backpack when the two of you would walk to class, and even let you sit in his throne during Hellfire meetings. Not that you would actually play; you just sat there, looked cute, and added into the conversation when you could. Occasionally you would actually participate, but your knowledge was limited and Eddie would have to hold your hand through the entire session.

You snapped out of your thoughts as you entered your room. You had about an hour to pick out an outfit and freshen up your hair and makeup before Eddie would arrive.

Even though this was just two friends hanging out you couldn't help your desire to look nice for him.

After getting changed you went to touch up your makeup and hair, slip on your shoes, and add a cute little accessory to enhance your look. You knew you looked adorable. Despite knowing he would never feel the same, you could never shake the hopefulness you'd felt when he'd give you a compliment or use one of his signature pet names. Obviously, he didn't mean anything by it but a girl could dream.

Before you were able to get too engrossed in your wishful thinking, your doorbell brought you back to reality.

As soon as you opened the door Eddie's breath caught in his throat. Of course, you got all dolled up to go out. You always did. And it caught him off guard every. single. time.

"You look beautiful, sweetheart." It was your turn to feel butterflies now as that stupid name left his lips. You had to play it cool. He didn't mean anything by it.

"You don't look too bad, yourself, Munson." You walked down the steps with him to his van, hopping in after he opened the door for you.

After the movie ended you could not stop gushing about two things.

1. Bowie in those tight ass pants.

And 2. The ballroom scene.

The movie overall was amazing, but you couldn't help how much you loved the ballroom. You loved the costumes, specifically Connelly's dress; the atmosphere in the scene; and most importantly, that song.

At the diner you talked Eddie's ear off about how beautiful you thought the song was and how you just had to buy the soundtrack on cassette. He didn't mind thought. He loved watching you talk about something you were passionate about.

Even when you went on and on about that damned song, face full of burger, he thought you were the prettiest little thing he'd ever seen.

After that night at the movie Eddie got an idea. He wasn't good at many things, but definitely knew how to shred his guitar.

His feelings for his best friend had grown every stronger, and he felt like this could be his opportunity to win her over. After all, it was their senior year and he knew she was planning on leaving for college once she graduated. This could be his only chance to confess his feelings before she's out of this shit-hole town and on to bigger and better things.

Two weeks had gone by since they had gone to see that movie. He had two weeks of practice under his belt, and was finally confident enough to execute his plan. He just hoped he wouldn't lose his nerve.

"Hey, sweetheart, wanna come over Saturday?" He hoped she hadn't notice the slight shake in his voice. "Yeah that sounds good." She nodded with that sweet little smile that he loved so much.

She assumed it would be like any other time the two of them would hang out. Watch movies, talk, share a joint, maybe order a pizza. Eddie, however, was finally ready to make his move.

When she arrived at the trailer Eddie was already waiting for her on the couch.

He took her bag for her and put it in his room while she made herself at home. When he came back out a few seconds later, guitar in hand, she didn't think much of it. It wasn't out of the ordinary for him to lazily pick at his guitar while she was there.

Initially, Eddie was going to wait a little bit before he carried out his master plan. But he grew more and more nervous as it got closer to the time was expected to come over. He knew it was now or never. He had to jump into it before he lost his nerve completely.

He took a seat on the couch next to her. He was worried his hands would be too shaky to play at this point, but he pushed on.

"Hey," He grimaced internally at how weak his voice sounded. "I, uh, l know you really liked that one song. So I learned it. For you." He hated how awkward he sounded. He had gone over what he was going to say beforehand, but forgot everything as soon as he opened his mouth.

He felt that dull ache in his heart. It hurt, feeling like he wasn't good enough for you. He was unapologetically himself, but he'd be lying if he said he hadn't started to feel like he really was a freak after hearing it so often.

Your gasp brought him back to the present. "That's so sweet, Ed! Can I hear it?" His heart clenched, seeing those big doe-eyes looking up at him. Thought it made him nervous, he loved being this close to you. He adored these moments when he was able to really take in your features and envelop himself in your scent.

He was a sucker for your signature cotton candy perfume that you wore religiously. He even had a habit of waiting to wash shirts or jackets of his that you'd borrowed, wanting to keep the lovely fragrance around as long as possible.

Eddie only nodded in response. After taking in a shaky breath he began playing the guitar portion that was towards the end of the song.

You watched him with wide eyes. It was always so beautiful to see him doing something he loved. He was so talented with his guitar. You knew that one day he and his band would make it big, and you always told him so.

He looked downright heavenly when he was in his element like this. You couldn't resist staring at the way his fingers so smoothly plucked at the strings of his guitar. You'd bet he learned this song in no time. He always picked new ones up so effortlessly.

After he played the last note he set his guitar down gently, hands shaking. "Oh, Eddie, that was- that was amazing!" Before you could stop yourself you threw your arms around his neck. Instinctively, his arms wrapped around your torso. "I'm glad you liked it sweetheart."

When the two of you pulled back the energy had shifted. You could tell he was nervous about something. "Everything okay?" You put a hand on his forearm, concern growing.

Eddie let out a shaky breath. He knew that what he was about to do would change your dynamic forever, he just hoped that if things went sour you two would at least stay friends.

"Actually, I need to talk to you about something." You looked at him expectantly, letting him know you want him to go on. "(Y/n)... Sweetheart. I- fuck." He laughed dryly at his inability to form a sentence.

"What is it Eddie?" You looked up at him through your lashes, hand still on his forearm.

This had all gone so much more smoothly when he planned it out in his head. He had been confident and knew exactly what he was going to say and how he was going to see it. All of that went out the window when he looked into your eyes.

He felt like if he said the wrong thing he would lose the most important person in his life. He had allowed you to break down his walls and now he was at your mercy. He was, effectively, wrapped around your finger. Reduced to mush any time you came around.

"I'm in love with you." And it was the truth. He was truly, madly, deeply, in love with you. Unable to make eye contact, he looked to the floor. Suddenly, the carpet had become very interesting.

A hand turned his face towards the girl he had been dreaming about for the past four years. "Do you mean that?" Your voice was a whisper. It was all you could muster at this point.

Eddie's hand reached up to hold the hand still on his cheek. He was gentle, as if his touch could break her. "I do. But I won't hold it against you if you don't feel the same."

It was crazy how he had been reduced to a shy little boy in this moment. He had always been softer with you. But seeing loud, boisterous Eddie 'larger than life' Munson in this state was unnerving.

A smile spread across your face at his confirmation. You leaned in slowly, pressing your lips to his. The kiss was slow, tender, but filled with passion. Years worth of pent-up affection finally able to be released.

Your hand slid up his arm to grip his bicep, while he pulled you closer by your waist. After a moment you pulled away, letting out a soft breath. "I'm in love with you too."

At this a dope, lovesick grin spread across Eddie's face. He pulled you in for another kiss, and you obliged without hesitation. You knew you had a lot of lost time to make up for.

From here on out you two would have each other fully. Maybe it would be a challenge after graduation. You were going away for college, but you knew Eddie hated this town. Maybe he wouldn't be opposed to moving with you.

Whatever happens you knew you would always have each other, even if the world fell down.

#eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson x reader fluff #eddie munson x fem! reader #eddie munson x female reader #eddie x reader #eddie x reader fluff #eddie x fem!reader #eddie x female reader #eddie x you #eddie x y/n

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multifandomwritings · 3 years

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hi!! can i request a slashers x fem! s/o who has really bad explosive anger issues

a s/o whos basically a huge girly girl. im talking about plushies, pink everything, skirts, heels, etc lmao.

Hi! Sorry for the wait! I decided to do the second request because I had more ideas for it ^^ Hope you like it! (Also, I didn't include everyone I usually do! Sometimes some people might be omitted if I can't think of anything. If anyone requests and absolutely wants a certain character included be sure to say so! I'll include most of them most of the time but yah ^^)

How the slashers would react to a girly S/O

Thomas:

- You're so cute 🥺 And pretty 👉👈 No he isn't staring! (If you catch him he'll be so embarrassed plz)

- Brings you flowers he finds around the fields and forest surrounding the house, thinking of you each time he sees them :')

- He really isn't one to care too much about style but he thinks you're so bright and pretty! Probably feels a little insecure about himself since he is all dirty and such but if you reassure him he'll be wrapped around your finger

(a random thought: Thomas would adore being doted over, complimented and praised. I will not elaborate at this time lol x_x)

Brahms:

- Thinks you’re so cute and will stare at you very obviously. Not really in a creepy way? (Okay kind of creepy) But he just thinks you’re pretty!

- Plushies? He will melt at how cute this is. Will also steal one, but he'll feel bad about later and will return it (hoping you don't notice it disappeared)

- Constantly admiring you and complimenting you. He adores your style and isn't shy to tell you so

Michael:

- Pretty indifferent to personal style and appearance in general, tbh. Still, he'd be a bit amused by your love of pink and cute things like plushies. You are the total opposite of him and he can't help but find it a little endearing

- Anytime he sees cute and pinks things while ~out and about~ he tilts his head and thinks of you. Contemplates taking it to you but...No

- Well, maybe. Sometimes. Only if he knows you won't know it was him that gave it, though. (Cue you finding a random plushie you've never seen before among your own and being like...Michael??? *door closes in distance as he quickly exits*)

Jason:

- Jason doesn’t care too much about style and such, you’re perfect no matter what! Still, he does find you totally adorable

- Like Thomas, he'll bring you things like flowers and such he finds that reminds him of you

- He adores how colorful your outfits can be and how bright you are. Your love for plushies is also extremely sweet to him :') (brings you a random forest animal one day since you seemingly like fluffy little animals and you're like um...Jason what am I supposed to do with this squirrel :/ and the squirrel is like lol yall why :/ but he MEANS WELL)

Bubba:

- Bubba adores it so much. You look like a doll, wearing all pink, skirts, heels, etc.

- Supportive and compliments you a lot. Notices anytime you wear something new and makes sure you know how pretty it is! If he sees something pretty and pink you're definitely getting it

- Also thinks your love of plushies is very cute. He's pretty crafty and will probably make you his own version if you like

Chop Top:

- Thinks you're cute! Gives weird compliments though but he means well

- He'll steal your clothes and plushies sometimes. He'll also give you new ones though, don't worry y/n :^)

- He would like any kind of personal expression as far as style goes. Whatever that means to each individual doesn't matter, but he would appreciate when people (you in this context) outwardly express themselves. In other words he likes your style a lot lol:)

Nubbins:

- No comment really, especially at first, but thinks you're cute. No, he isn't staring. No, he isn't blushing, either. sHH

- Gives you plushies that are slightly dirty that came from who knows where. He's very eager and happy about it so....accept and cherish them lol

- Cute and shy compliments. You're pretty 🥺 You're so bright and colorful :') You look like a flower <3 things like that (very supportive in other words, says sweet stuff like that every day)

Bo:

- Thinks you're cute, and he'll be sure to tell you often in his own way

- He is shameless when it comes to admiring you. He would no matter what your style was to be honest, looking you up and down while you watch and grinning if he gets you to blush

- Calls you surprisingly sweet monikers (honey, sweetheart, etc) constantly. So often, in fact, that when he actually uses your name you get surprised

Vincent:

- Subtle and probably doesn't seem to notice/pay much attention, visibly. He definitely does notice though, he's just more of the ~admires from afar~ type

- Makes you pretty art you inspired. Paintings, wax figurines, etc. all in pastel colors and of pretty things that reminded him of you

- He really thinks you're so pretty regardless of style though. Like of course he loves your style. But you could really wear a potato sack and he'd think you're the most beautiful person because he's romantic lol

Lester:

- Genuinely admires you. You're so pretty and bright! He'll stare when he thinks you aren't looking, shyly turning away if you catch him (or just smiling shamelessly because why wouldn't he stare??)

- Gives the cutest compliments. They're always a little awkward and badly phrased which is what makes them so endearing

- Your love for plushies really does him in. It's the cutest thing ever and he's very supportive, also loves them he learns. If he finds them while out and about he'll pick one up every now and then and melts at your reactions to them

Billy Lenz:

- Fascinated, he loves your bright colors and style. He's another one that doesn't really care about style and appearance and such, but he thinks you're very pretty:)

- He already calls you his piggy anyways but since you're so pretty and colorful, now he has a million other variations to call you

- Billy, like Brahms, would also steal one of your plushies. However, as Billy is a gremlin, he would not return it. Tough luck, Y/N :^)

Asa Emory (The Collector):

- He adores your style so much and isn’t shy to express it. You’re wearing heels/skirt? Asa will be staring shamelessly

- He thinks of you more than you'd think. Anytime he sees something that reminds him of you, he’ll surprise you with it, though in a subtle way, leaving it for you to find later (will wait around for you to mention something about it later expectantly)

- 100% will give you bug plushies with a deadly serious face. Don't laugh, Y/N 👀

Tiffany Valentine:

- She adores it! You have similar tastes but you're like the pastel, pink version and she thinks it's precious (this would be such a cute pair T-T)

- Shopping trips :') She gets mostly gothic and dark things and you're the opposite and it's *cute*

- Thinks you're the cutest and is sure to tell you often. She can be really sweet so her compliments reflect that

#slashers x reader #thomas hewitt x reader #brahms heelshire x reader #michael myers x reader #jason voorhees x reader #bubba sawyer x reader #chop top x reader #nubbins sawyer x reader #bo sinclair x reader #vincent sinclair x reader #lester sinclair x reader #billy lenz x reader #asa emory x reader #the collector x reader #slasher imagines #tiffany valentine x reader

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themirokai · 3 years

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POI 02x06: The High Road

This was a good filler episode! John and Zoe being hot. Harold being adorable. Interesting number. Not earth shaking but no real complaints (ok, one complaint. See below). Here are 5 things!

1. Harold background! I always love Harold background.

Wait. Did the Machine set Harold up with Grace?

Also: “You just don’t deny yourself small pleasures.” Acknowledged with a smile. That belongs in 1,000 fics.

2. Yeah, that Dynamic I mentioned last episode?

Harold: I also procured a new vehicle, an appropriate wardrobe, and a set of golf clubs.

Harold likes having John be his own personal Ken doll, and frankly I don’t blame him one bit.

Original

Yes, John, obviously Harold missed you.

4. Great Zoe moments.

A -

Original

B - When she dumps out the ambrosia and goes to talk to Connie, she says something along the lines of “it’s rare to find someone you can rely on.” (Can’t seem to find the exact quote) And yes it’s what Connie needed to hear, but Zoe also knew that Harold was listening. My feeling (which might be proven wrong) is that Zoe is well-aware that John’s affections are NOT for her.

C - John asks who Zoe’s contact is expecting.

Zoe: Savanna. An exotic dancer.

John:

GIF by @emelinelovesjc Original

Well, maybe if Harold told me to…

5. Clearly Harold was not about to just leave John and Zoe alone in the burbs.

GIF by @nafanya-a-a Original

But this did lead to my one complaint. You had the guy with the bad hip up on a ladder?? John??? had Harold??? on a ladder??? I got the “boss” joke, and Harold’s EXTREME distaste was noted and enjoyed. But John’s “employee” could easily have walked him through the install from the ground. Also the odds are high that I have spent more time thinking about this than the writers.

Side note: More Bear plz.

#miro does poi #person of interest #rinch #irrelevants

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hqhunybuns · 4 years

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hiiii can u plz do a kuroo first time blowjob?? thanks i love your blog!!!!!

hi sorry i was too busy playing animal crossing but im back

First Time Head with Kuroo

It was a bad idea that popped into your head, a terribly devilish thought that you were sure would get you in trouble-- but it was worth a shot, wasn't it?

You were the Nekoma volleyball team manager, and also the captain's girlfriend. What a wonderful world you live in; the team adored you, your boyfriend thought you were as sweet as sugar. The truth be told, you and Tetsurou had only gotten to first base the entirety of your eight month relationship. You were shy when it came to physical affection, and you had a bad habit of getting too nervous when your boyfriend's hands started wandering further than your shoulders. He was always the perfect gentleman when you had to stop due to your erratic heartbeat, and while you profusely apologized every time, he took it in stride and never pressured you to do anything you weren't comfortable with.

It wasn't that you didn't think he was attractive, it was quite the opposite. He was Adonis-- tall, lean muscle, abs, strong jaw line, hair that you wanted to run your hands through. He was too perfect and it intimidated you. Other than the physical limitations you had set, it was a great relationship. The two of you could talk for hours, joking and laughing. His personality fit yours, he didn't get upset at your sarcastic quips, he actually enjoyed then and retorted back with just as much sass.

"Y/n, what's the problem? Why do you look so nervous?" your friend Aimee asked once class had been released for lunch.

"Yeah, and you look really sweaty..." your other friend Sayori mentioned, motioning to your red face.

Fanning your face with your hands, you admitted, "I'm going to do the deed today, that's why I look like a hot mess."

The two girls grinned and squealed, gaining the attention of the few stragglers in the classroom. You hushed then quickly, hiding your head in your arms. "Guys, please! This is already a stressful day! I don't need you all screaming and making a big deal of it." you mumbled into your arms.

Someone patted your head and ruffled your hair. "You really must be nervous if you're scolding us instead of screaming too."

"You may be right, Sayori-chan, normally Y/n is the first one of us to scream about something exciting."

You lifted your head and glared at your friends while trying to hide your growing smile. Aimee grabbed your cheeks and squished them together while Sayori hoped with excitement, "You're finally growing up! You put on your big girl thong today!"

"Oh my God, please don't ever say that again!" you groaned, trying to push the brown haired girls hands away from your hurting cheeks.

Sayori stopped her jumping and put her hands on small hips. "But it's true, you're going to be be the first one of us to actually put one of those things in your mouth."

Aimee stopped her assault on your poor face and rebutted, "Hey! I almost did!"

"Yeah, but then you woke up from your dream and realized Morisuke wasn't actually there." you teased light heartily.

The three of you laughed and you finally stood from your desk, stepping out of the classroom with your two best friends. Your trio hiked up the steps to the roof, opening the door and scoping it out, making sure no one had claimed your lunch spot for themselves. The warn sun caressed your face and the breeze carried the scent of the freshly bloomed flowers with it, pollen included. It was a gorgeous day, barely any clouds in the sky and birds happily perched on the edge of the roof, singing songs in hopes of finding a mate.

Plopping down on one of the benches, you confessed, "I've never seen his... you know what in person, what if I hurt him?"

Sayori tied her red hair in a messy bun before responding. "I've given a hand job before, they're surprisingly durable; you're only going to hurt him if you bite him or something like that."

Before you could respond with a smart ass comment, the devil named Tetsurou texted you.

Volleybitch (4) unread messages

Hey doll face (Ф∀Ф)

im bored Kenma wont stop playing fire emblem to talk to me

he keeps talking about defeating the death knight but idk who that is

we still on for tonight? you get to pick the movie as long as its good

You rolled your eyes as you responded.

tell him to recruit lysithea and he can one shot him with her lol

yeah we're still on!! the fams gone for the weekend so we can actually use the big tv in the living room

just promise to take a shower before we leave bc i dont want u sweating up my couch you stink

literally all the time

nasty sweaty man

Putting your phone away, you focused on your friends who were still more excited about your nights rendezvous than you were. It was true that you didn't want your boyfriend making your house smelling like a gym, but you didn't want to put your mouth on him when he was just running around getting sweaty. You had standards, and smelling and tasting sweat was not apart of those standards

"You ready to ditch this popsicle stand?" Kuroo asked, tossing his water bottle in his gym bag. His hair was slightly damp from the quick shower he had just had.

You rolled your eyes and replied sardonically, "With you? Never."

"You're right, look at that eligible bachelor over there waiting to watch a shitty movie with you tonight." He walked over to you and flipped you, pointing at volleyball pole that was being put away. "That handsome man wants to take you to dinner, but he can only afford McDonalds. So sad, Y/n, you can only get something off of the dollar menu."

You raised your eyebrows in fake consideration. "Perhaps, but he doesn't have any muscles, so it's a hard pass. Sorry, mister pole, but you're still single."

Your tall boyfriend laughed and guided you towards the gym doors, his hand on your back. You bit back a blush when he rubbed your back slightly. You're about to give this man a blowjob and you wanna blush when he touches your back? You were hopeless.

"So what movie have you decided on? It better not be anything related to Minions or Legos, or I promise you I will cry." Tetsurou deadpanned.

Humming, you grinned. "It's a surprise."

The ten minute walk to your house felt like an hour. You and Kuroo talked about the tournament coming up, but all you think of was the fact that you were going to suck this hot man's cock. The thought made you blush and salivate. Ideally his shirt would be off, letting you see how his work out regime gave him a delicious torso. You wondered how big he was, how thick it would be; would he taste good, would he be shaved? What if he didn't want you to suck him off? Would he find it repulsive?

"Y/n? Hey, dollface, we're at your house, stop walking or you're going to end up at your neighbors front door," Tetsurou's voice brought you back from your daze.

"Oh, sorry, I was just thinking of a strategy for the team and I guess I got lost in thought." you chuckled nervously, forcing your blush to evade.

Unlocking the door and stepping inside, your heart officially started to race. How was this going to start?

Right, start a movie!

"I'll start a movie if you wanna go get us something to drink from the kitchen," you suggested as you made your way towards the living room.

You shut the blinds in fear your neighbors would end up looking into them and seeing your lewd actions and quickly double checked to see if you locked the front door. Call yourself paranoid, but you didn't need anything interrupting.

Tetsurou returned with two glasses of water and a smirk. Once he placed the two glasses on the coffee table, he sink into the couch and gazed at the TV. "So, I see the decision is The Breakfast Club. Again."

"You know it's one of my favorite movies!" you argued, sitting beside him.

The movie started, and twenty minutes into the movie, it was time to start your plan.

You took a deep breath, exhaling through your nose. With a shaky hand, you ran it down Tetsurou's arm idly, gaining his attention. You could see his eyebrows raise in question as he gazed at your fingers brushing against his bicep. You wet your lips and kissed his cheek, traveling to his mouth.

This caught him completely off guard.

He didn't complain, though, shifting his body to make it more comfortable for the both of you. Feeling confident in yourself, your tongue brushed against his lips, asking permission to enter. He happily obliged, opening his mouth and letting your tongue graze his. His hands wandered to your shoulders, rubbing them as your tongues battled for dominance-- in the end, Tetsurou was victorious.

Your lower stomach was getting hot, you could feel your panties begin to dampen with arousal. His hands trailed down your shoulders to your arms, rubbing them softly. Your hands went to his hair, running your fingers through the tresses. The black haired boy groaned in your mouth, making you clamp your thighs shut. Feeling a burst of confidence, you broke the kiss and climbed into his lap, shocking him.

His eyes were dark with lust as he panted, "This is a nice surprise."

"Hush, or I'll stop." you murmured, going back to his lips with newly found gusto.

You've never been this aroused, your panties were soaked and threatening to spill onto your inner thighs. You knew your face was flushed brightly, but kissing Kuroo and feeling him harden beneath you was making your brain numb. It buzzed with lust and you could only focus on how his hands moved to your sides and how they felt like hot fire, his finger tips leaving warmth.

Experimenting was never something you thought you'd do, but you swiveled your hips in his lap, earning a heartfelt groan from the man beneath you. Breaking the kiss once more, you gazed at him with glossy eyes. Remembering your research, you stepped off of his lap and kneeled in front of his sitting form, peering at him through your lashes.

You'd never seen Kuroo blush, but seeing you on your knees, flustered, hair tousled, and lips plump from kissing, you'd think he'd passed out.

The tent in his shorts were impressive, no matter how baggy the shorts were. Licking your lips once more, your shaking hands tentatively rubbed up his thighs, nearing his growing cock. He stuttered and swallowed harshly. "What do you think you're doing, doll face?"

"I'm going to suck you off, Tetsurou," You swore you heard him groan. "Unless you have a problem with that?"

He shook his head. "Not at all."

Swallowing the sudden nerves, you helped him pull his shorts and underwear down, releasing his cock. Your eyes widened once you saw how impressive it was. Would that fit in your mouth? Licking your lips, you stuck your tongue out and grazed the head of his swollen member, enticing a hiss from your boyfriend.

"Fuck, Y/n..." he muttered, bringing one of his clenched fists to his mouth, biting it.

Gaining the confidence back you had originally, you popped the head into your mouth, sucking it lightly. Tetsurou stuttered out a moan, whispering your name. You went down his shaft a bit further, gripping one of his thighs for leverage. Kuroo was very vocal, giving you praises and groaning every time you sucked your cheeks in. Your other hand went to grip the rest of his cock that you couldn't fit into your sore mouth. He was girthy, your jaw was beginning to hurt from the unusual strain. You bobbed your head with more speed, glancing up at Tetsurou who had his head thrown back in pure bliss. Your neglected, throbbing sex was growing more aroused with slick, this boy was going to be the death of you.

His hips started thrusting shallowly to meet your mouth, one of his hands going to your hair. His moans were becoming louder and the grip in your hair was growing tighter.

"That's it, Y/n, don't stop. God, who knew you had such a good mouth," he praised.

Kuroo Tetsurou was coming undone before you and it was sexiest thing you've ever seen.

All because of you.

#haikyuu #haikyuu smut #hq smut #hq x reader #kuroo tetsuro x reader #kuroo #kuroo tetsuro #kuroo smut #kuro tetsuro smut #imagine #smut #lemon #haikyuu lemon #kuroo lemon #haikyuu scenario #kuroo scenario #hq headcanon #headcanon #haikyuu headcanon

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teenage-mutant-ninja-freak · 4 years

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could we plz have the turtles react to their s/o being super self conscious after a pre-period acne breakout and they hate how they look, try to hide their face etc?? ty ur blog is LIT 🔥

Thank you so much!! Also I get really bad acne too, so I understand how hard it can be xox

Leo

So you don’t normally wear makeup around Leo

but tonight as he comes through your window you’re hurriedly slopping on as much foundation as you can

“what are you doing?”

“nothing, just don’t- don’t look at me yet I’m not ready!”

he kind of chuckles a little and walks over to gently take your hand and stop you

“so ok, I know I don’t look my best but it’ll go away when my period is over I swear!”

he looks at your face and smiles, leaning in to kiss around your chin where most of the acne is forming

“don’t be silly and take that makeup off. You look just fine, doll”

he makes a point to spend the rest of the night kissing you all over your face and telling you that he wouldn’t change you for the world

Raph

Ok so you get to the lair in makeup, just the full beat

which is unusual for you after a long week

but Raph just compliments how good you look and how well you’ve done your makeup and forgets about it

that is until you go to bed and you won’t take it off

“yer gonna get foundation all over my sheets. Take that shit off!”

you say you can’t because you’re having a breakout at the moment

he gives you a fed up look and tilts his head to the side as if you say “really?! like you think I care”

“If you don’t take it off, I’m getting the hose and spraying you down...”

so you finally do and kind of cover your face as you leave the bathroom telling him not to look at you

but he rips your hands away from your face and stares down at you

“damn, you made it sound like it would be bad. It’s a few pimple, so what?”

he’s just so unfazed by it that it calms you down quite a lot

he just tells you to get your ass in bed and stop being so dramatic

Mikey

So you get tot he lair with your hood up and the draw strings of your hoodie pulled close so that pretty much just your nose and eyes can be seen

“this a new look? Are people doing this now? It looks weird”

you tell him “no, I’m having a pre period breakout and I look terrible”

he sees this as a challenge and is immediately on you pulling the hood away as you scream at him not to

he smiles when he sees you

“there’s that pretty face!”

“Mikey, shut it. I look like a pizza”

he tells you that he loves pizza and loves your face!

“hey, I’m green and scaly and you still love me. A few pimples isn’t gonna stop me loving you. You still look beautiful”

he really means it, with those big puppy eyes looking into your soul

so you just smile, thank him and try and feel a little better about yourself

Donnie

Donnie gets to your place and you keep the light slow and don’t really look at him so he knows something is up

finally he just straight up asks “what is going on?”

you tell him you feel embarrassed because you have this pre period acne that you can’t get rid of

he laughs a little and tells you he used to get acne as a teen so it’s nothing he hasn’t seen before

“come here, let me look at you!”

he takes your face in his hands and kisses your forehead before looking down at you

“it’s nothing to be insecure about, loads of people get it and beside it doesn’t take away from how gorgeous you are, darling”

he does give you a little advice tho

to cut out dairy before you’re gonna be on your period and to wash your face in the morning and before bed to help stop it getting quite as bad

“that’s what I had to do and it made it easier”

you spend the rest of the night with him giving you adoring looks and occasionally just saying “so beautiful” under his breath

#acne #breakouts #tmnt #teenage mutant ninja turtles x reader #teenage mutant ninja turtles #teenage mutant ninja turtles imagine #tmnt imagine #tmnt x reader #tmnt donnie #tmnt mikey #tmnt raph #tmnt leo #tmnt bayverse

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garbagevanfleet · 3 years

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okay, okay, hear me out- sam kiszka + him being a sub = the best combo 👏🏼 most definitely need some like- edging to make it snazzy ✨ also, i absolutely adore your writing, lovely! 💕 (if you’re not taking requests rn, just ignore that first part 🧍🏻‍♀️)

Oh damn okay. I’m into it. I think I can whip something up for you, b. Plz message me if you have anything else you want me to include with it 💖

And thank you so much - you’re a doll 😚😚😚

#writing #ask

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seongsangsgf · 5 years

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Daddy’s Little Angel

So this is my first smut/fanfic(plz don’t judge). Also thank you to Kala(@sanlusts) for helping me out(Ily bby 💕). I hope that you all enjoy this! ❤️💖💕

Pairing:Seonghwaxreader

Genre:Smut, fluff

Kinks: Daddy Kink, spanking, squirting, face riding, thigh riding, breeding, overstimulation, size-kink, dirty talking, blowjob

Gif doesn’t belong to me. Creds to owner.

It was 12am when Seonghwa came back from his dance practice, feeling very stressed. Luckily his promotions with Ateez have ended and now he can spend the rest of his time with his beautiful girlfriend, you.

You were in your shared bedroom, taking a nap with the bedsheets covering your naked body. Seonghwa promised that he would be back by 10. However, time went by and he wasn’t back yet so you decided to sleep. You can’t really blame him though, since he and his team mates were getting ready for their world tour. Although, you do miss all of the nights where you would cuddle with him after having sex. The smell of his cologne lulling you to a dreamy sleep, his large arms wrapped around your small frame, your body on top his with your head laying on his chest.

When he’s not there(ex:being on tours,promoting Ateez’s comeback, attending Music Award Shows), you would cuddle with your stuffed teddy bear that he gave you for Valentines Day.

Your sleep was interrupted by the sound of the front door slamming. ‘He’s here’ you thought to yourself, hearing heavy footsteps coming up the stairs and into the halls. Is he mad? What might’ve happened? Should I help him?

All of your train of thoughts were interrupted when the door of your bedroom opened, making you jolt and clutch the bedsheet, looking to see a stressed out Seonghwa. His expression went from angry to calm when he saw you.

To him, you are an angel sent from heaven to love and protect him. He had a very dominant, cold like aura but whenever you’re around, he would lighten up and treat you like the princess that you are. Everything about you made him smile: from waking up to the sound of your angelic singing voice in the shower, even though you’re too shy to actually sing in front of him, to making his favorite breakfast, to hearing you laugh, which he found adorable. The list goes on. Overall, you’re his little ray of sunshine and he would always be happy around you.

“D-daddy, is everything alright?” You asked with concern.

Seonghwa smiles in response, reassuring that everything was fine before going to the bed to sit next to you, caressing your face gently. “Yes baby I’m fine. I was just feeling very stressed out but it’s all good.” He notices the bed sheet that was covering your body.

“Was my little angel sleeping? You must’ve been waiting for me haven’t you? Aw you poor sweet thing” he cooed.

“Yes Daddy I have. I miss you, I really do.” You said with a sad tone.

“There there now, it’s ok.” He grabs your hand, kissing your knuckles affectionately. “Daddy doesn’t like it when his pretty little angel is sad.”

You nod before responding. “I understand Daddy. It’s just that I wanna take all of your stress away. Can I? All I wanna do is take care of you.” You asked innocently.

“You know”, he says with a dark tone, “That’s very sweet, coming from an angel like you. I could use some help after all.” He smirks, making you become surprised at his sudden dominance.

“What would you like me to do Daddy?” You asked, becoming more wet by the second.

“Hmm, why don’t you start off by sucking me off. If you do a good job, I’ll reward you with something later on. But that’s if you’re a good girl. You don’t wanna piss Daddy off even more, hm?”

“N-no Daddy! I promise I won’t!” You stutter.

“Then get right to it slut.” He said, dominance lacing in his voice, getting rid of all of his clothes before sitting on the bed with his back against the headboard, yanking the bedsheet off of you, noticing how wet you were for him.

“Look at you. I haven’t even done anything and your pussy is dripping wet right now. Such a dirty little girl.” He said before slapping your clit harshly, making you jolt in pain and pleasure before scrambling to your hands and knees, grabbing his cock with one hand while the other rested on his bare thigh.

You started off by licking the tip with your tongue, before taking all of him into your mouth.

“Ah fuck” he groaned, “You’re doing so well right now babygirl. That’s it.Take all of Daddy’s cock in that pretty little mouth of yours.”

You hummed in response, sending vibrations to his cock before you began to bob your head up and down.

“Shit if you continue this I’m gonna fucking cum” he growled, gripping your hair to push your head down, making you gag a little before going back to sucking him, his orgasm getting more close.

“F-fuck cumming!” he moans, his warm cum shooting down your throat. You swallowed all of his cum before releasing him from your mouth.

“Good girl” he said before lifting you onto his lap. “You did so good baby”. He pulls you for a heated kiss, hands gripping your ass lightly, making you whimper into the kiss. “How would you like Daddy to reward you? I’ll give you anything you want doll.”

“I want to ride Daddy’s thigh” You responded, slightly blushing from what you said. Of course, your favorite part of his body was his thighs. They were very muscular, enough to make you cum in just seconds.

“Oh so you wanna make a mess out of my thigh with that filthy little cunt of yours? Well I suppose that’s fine.” He chuckles darkly.

You moaned in response before moving to his thigh, moving your hips, making your head throw back in pleasure.

“Faster baby, Daddy wants his little girl to become a moaning mess” he growled in your ear, bringing his hand down to spank your ass, enough to make you speed up your rhythm.

“A-ah shit Daddy your thigh feels so fucking good~!” You moaned.

“Yeah you like that baby? You like getting yourself off on Daddy?”

“Yes Daddy, you’re the only man that makes me feel this good!” You whimpered.

“That’s right, only I can make you feel this good.” He flexed his thigh before gripping your hips to move them faster against his thigh.

“F-fuck!” You felt your orgasm approaching as Seonghwa continued to move yourself faster. He groaned loudly, seeing the sight of you riding his thigh so hot, like a desperate little bitch in heat. He could literally just cum from the sight of it, your moans and whimpers turning him on even more.

“Daddy I’m gonna cum! Let me cum, please let me cum!” You pleaded.

“Go ahead princess, be Daddy’s good girl and cum all over my thigh.”

You cried out in pleasure as you came, your juices coating his thigh. Seonghwa smirked, seeing how wet you left him before wiping the cum off of him bringing his fingers to his mouth to suck on them, turning you on even more.

“Fuck baby, that was so hot, but now Daddy wants to taste your sweet little pussy. I want you to ride my face, can you do that for me please?” He said with an aggressive tone, making you shudder, the flame in your core intensifying.

“Y-yes Daddy” you innocently purred. You waited for Seonghwa to lie on his back before moving up to sit on his face, being careful not to suffocate him. You hold onto the headboard for support before his hands come up to grip your thighs, his tongue coming out to lick your clit.

“Oh g-god~!” You whimpered, hands gripping onto the headboard tightly. Seonghwa hummed against your core, sending vibrations to your body before sucking on your clit harshly.

“Ah yes D-daddy!” You moaned, your hands coming up to pinch your nipples. You gasped when Seonghwa thrusted his tongue into you, hitting that sweet spot.

“Don’t s-stop please!” You threw your head back, shaky moans coming out of you, allowing the overwhelming sensation to consume you. You could practically feel him smirk against your core.

His hand comes up to rub your clit, making your thighs twitch. He would switch between fingering and sucking, the pleasure becoming too much for you.

You couldn’t take it anymore as you ended up squirting all over his face and fingers, body shaking hard. After that you quickly got off of him and covered your face with your hands, blush forming on your cheeks. You never squirted before and now you’re not sure if you should feel embarrassed or not.

Seonghwa noticed this and licked his lips clean before removing your hands from your face, kissing you. “My my, I didn’t know that my sweet little angel could squirt. I’m very impressed.” He chuckles darkly.

Your face suddenly lit up at the compliment. “R-really?”, you asked shyly.

He nods. “Yes baby. In fact, that was pretty sexy of you my darling” he smirks before kissing you on the lips before going up to bite your ear lobe gently. “You didn’t think that we’re done, did you?” he asked with a dark voice, making gasp in response.

“D-daddy please I’m sensitive, I don’t think I-I can go again!” you whined, already feeling spent from the intense orgasms that you had to go through.

Seonghwa clicks his tongue before bringing his hand down to spank the side of your thigh, making you let out a broken cry.

“Sounds like you wanna make the rules, is that how it goes?” Smack! “What happened to my good little girl huh? Answer me.” Smack!

“I’m s-so sorry Daddy.” You whimpered.

“That’s what I thought. You can and you will take it.” He said cockily. “But you can say the safe word if you want me to stop, ok baby?”

You nod in response.

“Good girl” he gently caressed your face before pushing his large cock inside of you.

“D-daddy t-too big!” You whimpered, letting his cock stretch you out, eyes becoming slightly watery at the sting.

“I know baby. F-fuck you have such a tiny little pussy.” He groaned, feeling you clench around him, noticing the bulge forming on your stomach.

“Shit, for someone so fucking tiny, you’re taking my cock so well.” He groaned. And with that, he began to pick up his pace, pounding into you roughly.

“Fuck Daddy, you’re stretching me so good!” You moaned loudly.

“You like that don’t you? That’s because you’re nothing but Daddy’s little whore. Such a dirty, filthy little slut. You like it when I fuck you hard don’t you? Yeah I know you do.” He growled.

“Yes Daddy I do, s-shit!”

“Fuck you sound so pretty for me right now.”

Seonghwa’s hand went from your hip to your throat, putting light pressure on it. He then lifted both of your legs on his shoulders, continuing his ruthless onslaught, pounding into you at a new angle, skin-slapping echoing through the room.

“I’m gonna fuck you full with my babies. I’m gonna fill you up with all of my cum. Fuck your gonna look so pretty being stuffed with it, watching it drip down your beautiful thighs.” He grunted.

All you can do was let out incoherent words, the pleasure consuming you whole. You gasped when you felt his other hand go up to rub your clit, making your moans turning into screams.

“A-ah shit Daddy I’m gonna cum!” You cried out loud, your walls clenching around him.

“Fuck angel me too, h-holy shit… Let’s cum together.” With that, you both came, with you letting out a high-pitched moan and Seonghwa letting out an animalistic growl, shoving himself as deep as possible to fill you up before pulling out of you.

After that, Seonghwa grabbed a towel to clean you up before laying down on his back, pulling you close to him, placing candied kisses on your forehead, cheeks and lips, making your heart skip a beat before kissing him back.

“Thank you babydoll. You treated Daddy so well. I’m proud of you sweetie.” He smiles, caressing your body gently.

“Aw anything for you Daddy.” You ran your fingers through his hair.

“Daddy?”

“Yes princess?” He asked, playing with your hair.

“You know how you said that you were gonna make sure that I was nice and pregnant?” You slightly blushed, letting out a giggle before going back to what you were saying. “Well, I-I’ve been thinking about it for a while and uh, I actually do w-wanna have kids with you.” You confessed, despite the fact that you stuttered a little.

Seonghwa smiles in response, placing a kiss on your forehead. “Aw baby that’s very sweet of you. I always wanted to be a dad. Of course I wanna have kids with you. And I know that you’ll make a great mom.” He rubs your little stomach.

“Hm, if the baby’s a boy, he’ll be handsome like you.” You smiled at him.

“And if it’s a girl, it’ll look beautiful like you.” He leans down to place soft kisses on your stomach.

“Daddy, stop I’m not even that pretty!” You whined, pouting at him.

“Yes you are babygirl, don’t lie to me.” He comes back up to wrap his arms around you.

You pulled Seonghwa for a loving, passionate kiss. “I love you Daddy, I always will.” You cuddled against his larger figure before drifting off to another dreamy sleep, feeling safe and loved in his arms.

Seonghwa smiles, caressing your back, placing one more kiss on your forehead.

“I love you too babydoll. After all, you are and will always be Daddy’s little angel.”

#ateez #seonghwa #ateez smut #seonghwa smut #park seonghwa #ateez imagines #seonghwa imagines #seonghwa x reader #ateez x reader

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anarmorofwords · 3 years

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Okay since I’m emotional about baby Matthew interacting with his parents, Charlotte having to leave Matthew for the first time since she’s had him (Henry is there so he’s not alone but you know what I mean) and she sneaks into his nursery and lets rubs her finger on his little chubby baguette arm and tells him to be good for papa and Charles and she loves him before she goes to Charles room and kisses him goodbye too. She did this for a long time, every-time she left until her babies weren’t quite babies anymore.

Henry positioning little Matthew on his lap so he can hold his fingers and just bounce before he can walk. Tbh? I think Henry was the one who really liked seeing his kids firsts, like he’s the one who wanted to see them walk and tried to contrive ways for them to have the chance too.

Matthew gave Charlotte a heart attack once because she tried to cut his nails as a baby and everytime she get close he scream and she jump away but then he laugh, he thought they were playing, he is the reason for her first grey hairs, she swears.

Charles and Matthew where the “he’s touching me” / “I’m not touching you” type of siblings. Matthew has pushed Charles into a fountain and Charles has cut Matthew’s doll’s hair off. But Charles would also kill spiders in Matthew’s room if he asked and held his hand to cross the street as a kid unprompted.

Henry did perfect his mobile rocking crib from clockwork princess by the time Matthew was born

Charles once took Matthew out of his crib as he was crying and walked into a room of small party his mom and dad were hosting at 7 and matter of factually told them “make him stop crying, please” and since he’s 7 and has no idea to hold a child the parents in the room all to rush to get the kid out of his arms.

Matthew actually was the tantrum Haver of the two Fairchild children and like he says, if he was going get angry he was gonna make it in eventful, baby fists flying (Charlotte and Henry grabbing his hands and telling him “no, no hitting, violence is not the answer” but he craves violence) screaming like a victim of a slasher film but after he did it a lot of times he Peter out and feel bad about it, after everything is said and done he usually said sorry. But he also tire himself out. Similarly? If Matthew was a screamer, Charles bit people. Horribly teething phase. No one will ever let him live down when he was five and he bit Gideon. All I’m saying is that Charlotte gave birth to hellions while Will have births to angels was the common joke back in the day

Matthew can do pretty good impressions of his parents that actually make Charles laugh, but he denies it. Matthew can do a good Charles too, but Charles finds it less funny.

Charlotte introduced Matthew to Oscar Wild, when she bought home a copy of Dorian Grey, Will insisted she read but “when do I have to read?” But she ended up reading it to Matthew as a bed time story not recognizing it may be a little scary for him but LUCKLY he just ended up stanning him.

Matthew had a little bit of Anna from the first half Frozen energy when it came to the Fairchild Manor. Change my mind.

Charlotte has a pictures of both Charles and Matthew as babies in a locket she keeps in her pocket. Henry has a family portrait as soon as photography was available.

In a similar way, in some ways to his son’s fears, Henry fears Matthew thinks he’s boring and prefers Will who more fun (Oh the irony right?)

Matthew and Charles have only met the Branwell side of the family a number that can be counted on one hand but even that is too many for them.

The academy explosion was the one time Charlotte truly blew up at Matthew over.

Both Charles and Matthew had quite a bit of freedom as young teens that maybe they shouldn’t have had.

hi anon!!!

so sorry for taking so long!

hey I'm emotional now too, was that your plan? :')

*le cry*

Charlotte kissing them goodbye is currently almost making me cry when I'm wearing a mascara, bad idea

yes?!! i totally see him being obsessed with their milestones and firsts (again, his kids are what he's most proud of, and I'll die on that hill)

lil Matthew being a lil shit like that has my heart breaking, thanks

they were. though, aren't most siblings like that??? it's really breaking my heart, because I assume this was very much their dynamic at first, the typical "wanna push you into a hole but I'll hold you while you're afraid of the dark" thing.

mobile rocking crib yes please!!!

the mental image of the entire TID gang scrambling to their feet to take Matthew from Charles' arms is currently killing me, thanks

he was and he would apologize after tiring himself out, yes. i kinda wanna imagine that if it happened during dinners/parties Will was at, he would try to take care of him by redirecting his attention, kinda like Jace urging the baby to fight demins

plz imagine Charles trying to boss Gideon around in TLH (in a political setting) and Gideon just looking at him unimpressed, like, "kid, you bit me when you were 5, shut the fuck up"

Omg yes?!?! acting skills, baby!! (Charles is pissed when he's doing the impression of him, but he's also equal parts impressed and unsettled by the accuracy)

I wouldn't say "luckily" about a 12-13 year olds stanning Oscar Wilde lol (especially that I remember my own existential crisis phase when I was that age and read it), but I like that scenario!

yup!

she absolutely has. also does she have like am office or something? because she so would have them there as well

Matthew being insecure about Kit and Henry being insecure about Will,,,,woah, pain. Though I'd say Henry only started thinking so when Matthew became a teen and started to be more distanced (aka mentally ill lol) and all that. Earlier, I think he was very vocal about his adoration for Henry, if NBS is anything to go by.

I imagine she was really really mad and definitely lost it

i think so too! perhaps it wasn't a bad idea in itself, but so it happened that it ended the way it did...

thanks for sending this dear! have a nice day/evening/night!

#handling my inbox #matthew fairchild #tlh #the last hours #ask answered

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dontbesoweirdkira · 5 years

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Dating Jason Todd would include

-YOU ARE LITTLE PRECIOUS BUNNY I SWEAR YOU BRING OUT THE SOFTEST PART OF THIS BROKEN MAN

-like this dude will literally let you get away with ANYTHING and no one better stop you

-“Hey Jay I just robbed a bank and took a lollipop from that kid next door.”

-“Aww you’re so cute, Doll. Let me put out this cigarette and I’ll help you count the money, okay?”

-“Jay, Dick said I can’t have anymore ice pops!!! I really want some, it’s not fair!!”

-“ He said what?! hOld On iM gEtTinG mY Gun nO OnE TelLs mY lItTle Babe sHe caNt haVe anY iCe popS.”

-wearing his thick leather jackets that smell like cigarettes and expensive scotch

-Stealing his 1/16263819827 Red hoods and waddling around the house while he’s out on patrol

-“Hey I’m RedHood and I have DaDdY IssUes, prepare to diEee!!! *pew pew*”

-“is that how I sound to you?! Because I don’t *pew pew* I *brrraaatratratatataaa* get it correct Y/N”

-Your tough edgy boyfriend

-If he has an off day, he’ll take you on a ride on his motorcycle to wherever you want to go. If it’d make you happy, he’d drive to Paris for you if he could.

-You guys usually end up drifting by the waterside, taking in the longing smell of the sea, feeling the subtle warmth of the setting sun and melting into the welcoming breeze

-There’s this really good Sandwich stand by the oceanfront and you guys always get a large one, and share it with a nice cold bottle of Coke. There’s also this really nice private beach that you two have no business being on, you guys would sometimes just sit on one of the lifeguards stands for a while and just enjoy each other

-“Hey Jay Jay?”

-“What’s up, Love bug?

-“Your eyes have a hint of Aqua Green in them. It’s the prettiest thing I’ve ever seen. I just wanted you to know that, that’s all.”

-IN HOME CONCERTS EVERY SATURDAY AND OR FRIDAY.

-every week you guys make a list of your favorite classics and you build a Spotify playlist and dance around the house screaming *cough* I-i mean singing on the top of yalls lungs.

-weird adventures around the city! Like you guys sometimes go to weird parts of the city to see some weird crap to laugh about later on.

-“Why is he wearing a tutu and dirty socks-“

-“keep walking baby girl don’t question it.”

-monthly movie nights where you guys watch a movie that has crappy 1 star reviews while eating a bunch of unhealthy garbage all night.

-“but why did he do that?”

-“according to ‘moviecridictbooiiii12’, he’s an uncultured swine who has no Character development, 1/10 trash person totally.”

-If you guys are just sitting in a comfortable silence, just cuddling, he might open up a bit about his childhood or maybe talk a bit about how he’s feeling. But that’s a rare rare occasion he doesn’t like talking much about it.

-This sometimes can cause a bit of a rift because it almost feels as if there’s a lack of trust but you understand he’s been through a whole lot and if it were you, you’d probably be the same way

-he does not like pills in the house but if you have health issues and have to take them, he won't crucify you because of it, but he will monitor you and make sure there is no drug abuse. He wants to make sure history doesn’t repeat itself. He doesn't wanna lose you that way.

-He’s a depressed crackhead

-“Hey Y/N, can you tell me what’s in the drawer in the kitchen. The one next to the sink”

-“Hmm? There’s nothing in here Jason.”

-“Nothing you say? Just like my relationship with Bruce haha.”

-“Are you okay?”

-“No I am not and neither is my sleep schedule.”

-Oh yeah this Poor boy barely sleeps. Mainly because he’s out on patrol all night and when he finally gets home, he’s being called back out. Or sometimes he’s just so restless thinking about everything he needs to do. Other times he’s just scared to sleep.

-Yeah he’s pretty reluctant to go to sleep. He’s scared to have a bad dream and wake up in a vulnerable state. Or to accidentally wake you up from tossing and turning and wails of agony.

-You lost a lot of hours of sleep already do to comforting him at night so as much as he can function without a nights rest, he’ll do it to spare you

-You hate when he does this because you actually don’t mind comforting him, it makes you feel like he trusts and can rely on you.

-nightmares about the joker or the pit. Cryinggg this boy is really traumatized

-“Shhh, Jason it’ll be alright. I’m right here love.”

-Even though he avoids sleep at all costs, this doesn’t stop him from napping on the recliner or at the kitchen table from time to time.

-He’s a bit self destructive with drinking, smoking, betting himself up, not sleeping or eating properly. You really have to help him and work with him. Be patient and kind pLz.

-He doesn’t like exposing you to the stuff he does, he doesn’t like you seeing all the gore or what not so he doesn’t try to come home bloody much actually. He might stop at dicks house or some other friend’s house to clean up a bit before coming to you

-Todd doesn’t like you to see and be around all that. He wants to keep that life very very separate, he even tries to keep the news off and away from you. Although you already know and if it bothers you it not, it’s not much you can do to stop him.

-The only time you might see him bloody or hurt is when he can’t make it to a friends house and he needs you to patch him up and put him to bed quickly.

-argurmentssss

-Yeah you guys do little annoying antics back and forth but it’s not something super crucial. The only time where it heats up is like if something he’s doing really really bothers you, like his killings or if he does something super reckless. The arguments usually end up with

- “I’m sorry Doll, I’ll do better for you.”

- “Sorry JayBird, I wasn’t being fair”

-The worst an argument had ever gotten was when he didn’t come home for weeks without telling you he was out on a mission and you were scared out of your mind and ended up cursing him out for scaring you.

-You didn’t talk to him for about a week and he was a wreck

-“JASON DONT YOU DARE TRY TO KISS ME OR HUG ME I THOUGHT YOU WERE F*CKING DEAD OR WORSE! YOU COULD'VE TOLD ME SOMETHING LIKE I LITERALLY HATE YOU RIGHT NOW I COULDN'T SLEEP FOR WEEEKS JASON I WAS WORRIED SICK-“

-“Hey, it’s okay Y/n- I’m here no-“

-“NO IT'S NOT LITERAL I DON'T WANT TO TALK TO YOU ANYMORE, GET AWAY FROM ME.”

-He cannot stand when he breaks your heart or makes you upset like he beats himself up a whole lot. He will apologize to you and do anything to make it up.

-“Stupid Todd? How can you upset the one person that seems to be so patient and loving to you? Ugh you idiot.”

-yeah he literally kissed up to you for months he felt so bad even after you apologized for overreacting and told him he didn’t need to do anything

-Yeah speaking of kissing up to you, he Buys you anything you want just ask. Looking at that super nice outfit in the mall? Check your room, it’s on your bed with a cute little note. Want an ice cream sundae? Yeah he got extra fudge/caramel for his princess.

-He just loves you like so so much he doesn’t care what you look like, how big or how skinny, how light or how dark you are. He literally adores you and wants to protect you with all his heart. He’d buy the whole world for you.

-“Jason, literal listen to me. 600 dollars for a charm bracelet I liked in the mall is too much, go return it”

-he’s a bit overprotective with you. Not in a “HEKDJEHEHEHINEEDTOKNOWWHEREYOUAREATALLTIMESSENPAI.” Kind of way but in a like “Check in every once in a while will ya babe? I wanna make sure you’re okay.”

-He doesn’t let you go outside after a certain time for ANYTHING unless it’s an emergency. It’s too dangerous in Gotham for you to be out scrolling going to a convenience store at 10pm at night. So if you need something from the store he’ll go get it for you or already have it in the house.

-Will 100 throw hands for you

-actually makes sure you can defend yourself and trains you a bit every month to make sure if trouble comes and he’s not there, you can protect yourself

-Intimacy

-Honhonhon. Although what many believe Jason has a high sex drive and wants it a lot or what not. I don’t think it’s 100% true

-I believe that like if his partner wasn’t the type of person who wanted it, or didn’t feel comfortable with it, he’d be okay with it. Like he doesn’t need it to survive although you look hecking good in that outfit today

-I feel like he’d be more kissy and rough touching than the full 100 yards with a more soft/standoffish sexually significant other.

-Yeah if he gets from a stressful mission or just needs to feel you, he’s gonna wanna kiss and touch on you but if you’re not into all that then like he’d back off because he respects you enough

-neck kisses and thigh kisses

-“jaybirdy I wanted to wear that new skirt I got yesterday, now I got your bites all over my legs.”

-he's a totally Dom and that’s on that period boo

-dAdDy KiNk I’m sorry

-His voice somehow becomes super raspy when he’s aroused?!?!

-He will tease you to a point you moan out his name and then turn around and act innocent

-“let’s watch Frozen! What’s with that face dear? You didn’t think I’d let you have it that easily now did you?”

-*wears anything short*

-”WOOOOO DAMMNNNN Y/NNNNNN LOOKING FOINE TODAY I SEE YOU! CAN I GET YOUR NUMBER?!?! YOU GOT A BOYFRIEND BECAUSE I KNOW HE'S DAMN LUCKYYY!”

-Highkey finds it so hot when you sit on his lap like damn it feels so nice to him like you know you’re his and that’s like arousing to him. Will play with the hem of your skirt if your wearing them and your thighs aren’t safe

(Anyways I ain’t trynna make this NSFW but I might do a little something for my 200 follower special)

-On a softer purer note, you guys are like the roasters of the fam, okay! Like no one is safe, especially Damian.

-“Tch- Todd and his little pet.”

-“Dami, didn’t know you’d be here, and apparently your hairline didn’t know either.”

-*Jason, Tim and Dick were dying*

-“Hey you little accident, why you standing like that, you look like you’re bout to enlist in the army.”

-“shut up Todd, at least I have good posture unlike you.”

-“Hey leave Damian alone, Jason. Dami just has a pole in his ass that makes him stand in first position all the time. It’s a serious condition, y’all need to stop laughing.”

-“Hey Selina! Your Sugar Daddy is in the kitchen, try not to steal anything though because he might cut down your weekly allowance.”

-“Haha Y/N and yours is in the living room getting drunk, careful he might end up with me tonight.”

-“Hmm, a gold digger and a cougar? Wow you got your careers set don’t ya! Ooops you should check in the mirror tho! I think your Botox is drooping.”

-yAlL CAnT sTop ROaStinG PeOpLe anD it’S wOrse When yaLls DruNk

-You’re actually pretty close to The BatFam and like Bruce Adores you he thinks you’re a wonderful influence on Jason like you changed him a lot. Dick sees you as a baby sister and like he literally baby’s you so much it’s sad. Tim and you like to joke around a bit and talk you guys get along decently. Although Damian would NEVER admit it, he actually is kinda fond of you even though you guys insult each other. He might stab someone for like hurting you or something. But watch your back because he might stab you as well.

-going to Bruce’s Galas and charity events like by force.

-“yYyyYYyyY/NnnNnNnNiEeeeEEee PLEaSE COmeEeeee sO iWOnT DrInk MySelF ouT oF tHeRe!!!”

-“Jason let go of my leg.”

-You don’t actually mind it too much, you’ve made some nice connections and plus it’s a little date night with Jason so Win Win!!

-He actually wears a nice Tux and styles his hair real nicely. Might even be wearing that nice watch Bruce gave him a long time ago on his birthday.

-*sniff sniff* is that Cologne? *sniiiiiiffffffff* *HIGHLY* Expensive cologne he’s wearing?! And *pat pat* HAIR GEL OH BOIIII

-He actually picks out a dress for you to wear. One he’s been dying to see you in. The super expensive one he found while shopping with Dick and Bruce one day.

-If some rich guy try’s flirting with you, it’s over for them. Jealous Todd Mode activated!

-“Doll Face, I found you. Love wandering off don’t you babe? When we get home, I’ll make sure you won’t want to wander off again,” He kisses into your ear hungrily “wHo’s tHiS, Y/N? Is he bothEriNg yOu?” He asks like he didn’t see him there

-“No but Jason you are.“

-“:o”

*later*

-“I DON'T UNDERSTAND WHAT I DID WRONG Y/N!! HE WAS FLIRTING WITH YOU AND I HAD TO INSERT MY DOMINANCE.”

-“JAY HE WAS A BUSINESSMAN LOOKING TO INDORSE ME AND MY WORK! YOU JUST EMBARRASSED ME AND MADE HIM FEEL UNCOMFORTABLE!! LITERALLY NOW HE THINKS I HAVE AN OVER POSSESSIVE BOYFRIEND.”

-“oh-“

“YEAH ‘oH’! serIouslY I CanT stAnd yoU.”

-Jason’s drinking and smoking. Let’s just say you’re not the biggest fan of it because of his health, you’re so worried about it. He’s already taking shots and stabs but like the drinking and smoking on top of that? You’re worried about him

-You always voice your concern and he’s never too phased and he’s always like

-“Don’t worry L/N, I’ll be okay. If this kills me, don’t let Dick take my meat stash in the freezer. Tell him I’m coming back to life in like 3 months give or take and I’ll be hungry for steak.”

-Actual best boyfriend! Like if you’re insecure about anything he’ll make you feel so much better, in every way possible. He makes it so know how much he loves you it’s so sweet and super cute like I’m crying.

-makes weird faces at you randomly and it somehow gets you to laugh?!?!

-cooks breakfast or dinner for you every once in a while but messes up a few times

-“sorry y/n I accidentally burnt the cookies I was trying to make for you. I-I can go run and ask Alfred to make some? I know how long you’ve been waiting to have some.”

- Did I mention he’s best boi? Like ugggghhhh he’s so blind to all that superficial mess people get caught up in. You talk down about yourself and he’ll like attack you in love I swear he will. He doesn’t like the self deprecation you do. He completely detests it.

-“Say you’re ugly one more time I’ll slap you with this heart of mine. Don’t make me do it Y/N. I’ll give you so much love, the only thing you’ll be able to say is “Omg I love myself so much like damn I’m so sexy and so fine and my personality? Perfect! thanks to my totally handsome boyfriend, I see myself so clearly now.”

-You guys Also like spend his birthday with just each other. But it’s really special to him and he always looks forward to the small marble cake you make, that has strawberries on top. He loves when you sit on his lap with your face in the crook of his neck, whispering into his skin ever so gently telling him to ‘make a wish old man’

-something about the birthdays you spend with him, brings him back to a happy place he once felt as a child. Or wanted to feel. He always wishing for the same thing…..to always see you happy

-“Jay I love you.”

-“I love you too Y/N. Remember that okay?”

(Request open)

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@starkermoodboards hi friendo um imma just request a thing then leave. can u do like a v soft like pastel peter with gang leader tony? and like maybe peter had a bf before tony and the bf was an asshole so tony just like helps peter then swoops off with the soft boi. and like all the fluff plz. ily friendo!!!!!!!!! sorry if you don’t want requests :(

TW: mentions of abuse (Peter’s bf is abusive) + violence

The boy walks past exactly on time.

Tony grins, pushing off his bike and wolf-whistling. Peter stops, face breaking into a wide smile, as he glances both ways down the road before skipping over like the little wood sprite he is. He’s carrying two cups, and he holds one out for Tony with a shy little smile.

Goddamn, Peter Parker is beautiful. This morning Tony had to press his gun hard against the temple of some moron, and now, he’s watching as the sunrise glints red over Peter’s beautiful, honey eyes. “I got you a coffee!” Peter beams, his beat up brown satchel strap almost slipping off one shoulder. It tugs the fluffy pink pastel sweater further down; showing a tantalising slip of that gorgeous white collar.

Tony takes it warmly. This close to Peter, he has to look down at the tiny boy, and Peter has to crane back to look up at him. The boy is so small, Tony could envelop him in his arms. He wants to feel Peter cuddled up in his leather, wants to see the boy squeal as Tony takes him for a ride on his bike.

“Thank you, gorgeous,” he drawls, watching as Peter blushes again. “Did you get yourself a hot chocolate?”

Pretty honey eyes slide away. The kid’s a shit liar. His face is so open, so expressive. Tony’s grateful. He doesn’t like liars, and Peter’s face is too beautiful to be hiding anything.

“Pete…” he mutters, and Peter laughs shakily, readjusting his strap and shrugging as he sips from his cup.

He winces a little at the taste, though he tries frantically to hide it. Tony frowns. Peter looks away. “Um, no, it’s just- Dave thought maybe- I should cut back a little on- he thought I-“ Peter laughs again, but it’s a horrible sounding thing. “This is a low-fat black coffee, it’s- it’s nice, really.” He insists.

Anger spreads through him- a furious hatred to the man he’s never met, a pure, dangerous loathing, as he reaches out and grabs the offending drink from Peter’s dainty hand.

“Tony!” Peter exclaims, reaching out for it, “it’s okay, honestly-“

“Do you even know how beautiful you are?” Tony snarls, so angry he can hardly appreciate the gorgeous glow on Peter’s cheek- that little delighted sparkle he gets in his eyes at a compliment. Like he’s not used to them. Like he’s not used to someone telling him he’s perfect. “You don’t have to change a fucking thing, baby. I’m gonna put a bullet in his head if he ever-“

“Tony!” Peter exclaims again, softer this time. “It’s okay, really.”

He hasn’t even realised he’s destroyed both their drinks. His thick fingers breaking through the paper cups so hot liquid is trickling down his hands onto the ground. It’s not boiling, thankfully, but Peter would never give him a drink too hot. The boy is perfect.

“Come here,” Tony whispers, tugging Peter in for a hug. Peter squeaks in surprise, before melting into him. He fits so perfectly into Tony’s chest, those thick, soft curls nestled under Tony’s chin. Tony wants to keep him here. Keep him safe.

It’s almost unreal, knowing someone like Peter Parker. But Tony’s nephew- Harley- had talked about a boy who hadn’t snitched when Harley had needed an alibi for his whereabouts on a Saturday night. One Peter Parker had promised that he and Harley had been at the library; studying, and because of Peter’s impeccable record, the police had believed him.

Tony doesn’t think Harley’s ever even set foot in the library.

But he’d tailed the so called Peter Parker, to see if he was someone they’d have to worry about, and what he’d found was the most gorgeous set of eyes, and friendly smile, and someone who didn’t seem to care that Tony smelt of gun smoke and was so quick to violence that any other person would’ve flinched-

Peter never did. He was sweet and open and appallingly good-natured. So trusting and delicate, that Tony had vowed in that moment to protect him.

To love him. Forever.

“I gotta go to class,” Peter murmurs apologetically, even as he burrows further into Tony’s shirt. “I’ll see you tomorrow?”

“I’ll be here, baby,” he promises, reaching for a cigarette. Peter nods, smiling.

“Stay safe, Tony!”

Tony chuckles at that, and is so fucking endeared as Peter waves at him as he bounds off into the distance.

“That boy is somethin’ else,” Bucky mutters, appearing out of nowhere to straddle his bike. “Looks like a fuckin’ princess, boss. If anyone knew he was with you, they’d-“

“Well that won’t happen.” Tony snaps, blowing smoke out of his mouth angrily. “Because he’s got our protection, doesn’t he?”

“Sure he does.” Bucky promises. “I wouldn’t let anything happen to him.”

Tony nods at him. “That’s why you’re my second.”

* Peter’s a few minutes late the next morning. It’s drizzly, but warm, but the rain feels dirty on Tony’s skin. His leather’s hung up on his bike’s handles, and his tank top is stained with motor oil.

It’s only a few minutes, but it’s enough to have him worrying. His hand keeps fingering the trigger of his gun- before Peter appears.

He’s in white denim shorts, his long, cream legs on display before they go into frilly white socks and neat high tops- the laces done up to little bows. His sweater is bright yellow on the grey day- much too big for him, it nearly hides his shorts, as he bounds over. He’s got a brown backpack on today, and his hair looks messier than usual. it’s adorable.

The very sight of him makes Tony’s cock twitch, and the hand around his heart loosens in relief.

“Tony! I think it’s gunna rain!” He cries, rushing towards him. “I didn’t bring an umbrella!” He pouts, and Tony wants to ravish him.

Peter leaps into Tony’s arms, hugging him tightly, and Tony breathes him in. He smells of strawberry body wash and lemon shampoo, and something floral- fragrant and warm. “You’re late, gorgeous,” he whispers, “I was worried.”

“Sorry,” Peter says earnestly, though he doesn’t offer an excuse. “Hey, Bucky,”

“Doll.” Bucky nods, allowing a small smile.

“You can take my jacket.” Tony murmurs, though in reality he’s been looking for an opportunity to see Peter in his clothes for a long time. “Protect your little sunshine outfit from the rain.”

Peter’s cheeks flood rose, but he shakes his head. “Oh, no, I couldn’t!”

“Baby, I’m insisting-“

“No, Tony, really,” Peter says, voice more worried. “It’s better if-“ he reaches out, to stop Tony from picking up his jacket, and that’s when the sleeve of his sweater slides up, and Tony freezes as he sees the dark blue bruise around Peter’s delicate wrist.

Bucky lets out a hiss behind him, and Peter frowns- before realising, and jerking his hand back.

“It’s nothing!” He cries, sleeve falling back down. “I-Tony-“

“Did he do this?” Tony whispers, trying to keep his voice low. He doesn’t want to scare Peter. Not his perfect boy. How could someone do this? To a boy so beautiful? So sweet? Peter is a ball of sunshine and good intentions- only wants the best for everyone- is the most darling slip of a thing- the most beautiful-

“It was an accident!” Peter cries, “i swear, he didn’t mean to- he’s never- never hurt me before, we were just fighting and he- he didn’t want me to go so he grabbed my hand, but he’s- he’s never hurt me before, Tony, I swear.”

Tony stares into those honey eyes for a long time, before he nods. Peter’s telling the truth. He can see that. He brings Peter’s wrist to his mouth and kisses it- very softly. “I believe you, sweetheart. It was the first time. But it was also the last time.” No one will ever mar this skin again.

“Tony, don’t-“ crystal tears gather in those gorgeous eyes, “- don’t hurt him.”

“I’m gonna do a lot worse than that-“

“Tony.” Peter hiccups, flinging himself into Tony’s arms. “Promise.”

Tony lifts Peter up- he’s so goddamn light- and sets him on his bike. “I promise.” He mutters, reluctantly, but he looks at Bucky meaningfully. His second nods in understanding. “Now, Pete, look at me, baby.”

Peter does- so trusting, so open- Tony adores him.

“You’re gonna break up with him, okay? Today, Peter. Is that okay?”

Peter nods slowly. “That’s okay.” He whispers. “I don’t think he- I don’t think he really likes me anyway.”

Who gives a shit what that bastard likes? Tony thinks. It’s about Peter. Who Peter likes. “I like you.” He murmurs. “I really like you.”

Peter goes a furious red. “I like you too.”He mumbles.

“Aww.” Bucky goes, and Tony glares at him.

* Healing takes a long while, but Tony has time.

He buys Peter frothy hot chocolates teeming with whipped cream and marshmallows. Tells him how beautiful he is everyday. Over and over and over again, and some days Peter has trouble believing it- but other days, he giggles like he’s beginning to think it’s true.

Tony only ever touches him gently. Because Peter is something to be cherished. His touch is soft, adoring, and Peter nuzzles into him for comfort and safety, and then just because he wants to.

Peter is a vision on Tony’s bike. Tony’s going to buy Peter one of his own- a nice little red number. Something sexy for his boy.

And then when Peter’s ready, Tony’s going to fuck him so deeply that Peter’s toes will curl- and he won’t remember anyone else. Won’t remember ever being with anyone else.

Tony will worship him. Adore him. Treat him how he should always have been treated.

“Well goddamn, pretty boy,” Tony hisses, a long time later, when Peter pads into the bedroom in nothing but Tony’s leather jacket and a pair of pink panties. “Are you trying to kill me, baby?” He reaches out with greedy hands, hoisting Peter into his lap, so those perfect legs are straddling his thighs and he can touch that brilliant skin.

“I’m pretty?” Peter whispers, ducking his head shyly. He needs reassurance. Everyone still does, sometimes.

“That’s the understatement of the century,” Tony groans, voice husky, and Peter beams, nuzzling his neck and pressing butterfly kisses down his throat.

“Will you fuck me, Tony?” He asks innocently, so goddamn gorgeous, and Tony nods- incapable of forming words- “And after- maybe we can order dessert if you- if you want-“

“After I’ve fucked you, baby, I’m gonna get you a whole chocolate fountain, how’s that sound?”

Peter giggles, grinding down eagerly. “Kinda kinky. I’m into it.”

Tony laughs, before capturing those lips for a kiss.

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