#dont ask why im watching a kids show

[bobeatspie300]

sonny (the kid) dino ranch is babies first yandere

[hauntingblue]

Jayce telling vi she won't make it on her own.... okay mr. projector...

[dilfza-discourse]

dont really know how to explain to my father that your children wont hate you so much.. if you stop hating them... like dude if your 7 year old kid has been really argumentative recently your solution should not be to scream at him or spank him or hit him until he starts liking you again. try. idk. playing with him??? giving him a gift?? offering to do something with him??? idk man it kinda just seems like love is the answer dude idk what to tell u.

[daticklishwhissu]

New look for November Woooooo

and ill make another post on what happened

[custardtartsfan]

Jason Todd head canons that have accumulated over time

many thoughts about the boy constantly rattle around my brain and i would like to share them ദ്ദി(��ᗜᵔ) nothing hanky panky ish for i do not like to think about that

general bullshit ᝰ.ᐟ

he doesnt trust modern technology. he has a Motorola razr. no he will not upgrade, stop asking

has VERY messy hand writing. straight chicken scratch. barley legible

smoked during his late teens (post resurrection period, he was going through it). tried quitting in his early twenties, he bought a menthol flavour geek bar but threw it out cause Roy made fun of him

it wasnt even one of the cool ones with a screen. smh

he has a weird nostalgic affection for the thrift

it reminds him of being a kid, in the rare moments that his mother was sober enough to take him somewhere. and it was nice, his mom was conscious, all was well

and he could get whatever he wanted! he wanted a toy? sure bud, its only a dollar. why the hell not?

he recently walked into a Goodwill and damn near burst an artery when he looked at the tag on a pair of pants. it was NOT like this back in his day

his hair is like wavy, like not curly but wavy. however, he has no idea how to really care for it. shits dry is what im saying

i think hes very competitive about stupid shit

not like he gets pissy about mario kart, he will race you to see who can fold their socks the fastest

largest of the batfam. vertically and horizontally. hes a beefy dude. a brick shithouse

i think hes also the kind of dude that needs to know someone very well before he could consider dating them. id even go as far to say hes somewhere on the aro spectrum

i think he has a very high spice tolerance. like youll pry his siracha out of his cold re-dead hands. he LOVES African curry (yes this one is based off me) thats like his perfect kind of spice

back to his hatred of technology, he collects cds to listen to instead of streaming

he has one of those hip disk players with the headphones. Red Hood has been seen with a walkman

also hates tv, but will watch the news willingly. he will sit down and watch Wolf Blitzer of his own accord

romantic (୨୧• ꒳ •)=:♡

remember when i said he has the handwriting of an 18 month old toddler? yea well thats a little unfortunate cause he LOVES leaving notes for his lover. when he has to slip out the window for a job in the middle of the night, he writes a little note - “had to take care of something, be back soon. with bagels. love, Jay :)” but its written so janky his lover is spending the whole time hes gone trying to decipher it

dont tell him that though, he might cry

hes not a talker particularly. words tend to come out wrong in his experience. instead, he likes gifts acts of service to show you he cares

shopping with him and youre eying a particular top for a while? guess what’s mysteriously appeared in your laundry basket

lowq doesn’t have motion though..soo it might have been Bruce card. but honestly? money is money who gaf

what he occasionally lacks in funds he makes up for in willingness to let you do whatever you want to him

he will waddle after you in sephora, freaking out the occasional employee cause holy FUCK who invited the punisher, letting you swatch whatever you want on his hand

if you’re concerned about the milk in the fridge being yuck, give it to him to taste. he’ll let you know

there is no mountain to high, no dubious forgotten leftover too unhappy looking

cannot cook for SHIT. but he loves to eat

he will mention wanting food and stare at you longingly until you go to the kitchen

hes not gonna be playing fortnite while you’re cooking though, he can chop stuff. you may not want him within 50 feet of a place where food is prepared but he will offer

bless his heart

runs hot like a furnace. probably because hes a large meaty boy

he will grumble like a pensioner when you tuck yourself into his chest at night when its cold, but we both know damn well hes gonna be giggling and kicking his steel toed boots when he tells Roy about it later

he had pretty mixed, strewing negative opinions, about his little white tuft of hair at the front. hes tried cutting it, it grew back the same. he bought box dye, it doesnt take. so hes stuck with it. and he cant say hes happy about it

until you came along, all full of love and life, telling him you loved it. you though it framed his face perfectly and suited him great. you and your fancy affection fuck you

(he was cheesing for hours)

okay lets get sad now

hes got BADD anxiety about hurting you without meaning to. its a reasonable concern, hes a big dude. and these hands dont do a lot of cradling as a rule, more beating heads in

he needs to be reassured, but would rather roll around in broken glass then swim in lemonade than let that be known. hes more of a stare at you until you sooth him

he likes to be kissed and cuddled and cared for. so what? hes only incredibly ashamed. it doesnt matter how many times you re iterate that he has no reason to be, hes a stubborn bitch

thats all ive got! i hope you enjoyed reading my real time jason todd related word association. most of these were typed in a fury on the mobile web app on the subway so..if the formatting is yucky thats up to god (-.-;)y-~~~

[vixensbrainrotts]

TR men reacting to little kids wooing you

Content: reactions

Tropes: established relationship

Warnings: none (lmk if im wrong)

Summary: A little boy, perhaps four or five of age comes waddling over to you two whilst you're out on a date together and offers you a flower, confessing his spontaneous love for you. How does your man react to that?

Vixen’s two cents: hi! This has been sitting in my drafts forever so i need to get it out cause it’s collecting cobwebs. It’s sort of a random idea but whatever, i found it entertaining. Also im editing this in the car and its giving me a stroke why is the road so fucking uneven? If you have any ideas for me to write please please please my requests ans messages are open! Yeah, let me know if there are any other characters that fit those types and enjoy!

(Takemichi, Chifuyu, Souya, Hakkai, Shinichiro, Sanzu (I don’t care what anyone says. Shy Sanzu is forever on my agenda), Inui)

Nearly deceased type, it took him so long to get you. How HOW is this little ass kid wooing you better than he could ever dream of? What the actual fuck was happening? He couldn’t believe his eyes when that actual toddler came up to you with a flower, the stem freshly plucked, and a glimmer in the kid‘s hopeful eyes. The boy had almost serenaded you the way he sang praises to you: „excuse me miss, you’re really pretty! Would you accept my flower please?“. And what was even more unbelievable, was when you giggled and accepted the flower giddily. Then the little boy crossed the line: „can I have a kiss in return Miss?“. And you did. You pecked the cheek of the boy meek two minutes after meeting him! Unbelievable! It took him 3 dates to even hold your hand. Outrizzed by a five year old.

(Nahoya, Mikey, Baji)

Ready to fight the kid. He's deadass about it too, rolling up his sleeves and cracking his knuckels and snapping the kinks in his neck, looking menacingly at that poor little boy. He doesn't care that this may be the kid's first crush, he'll crush him in return. You were his damnit and he was gonna prove it to anyone who tried him. Kids included. When you pull at his arm though, prompting him to calm down, he stops a little. What do you mean you dont want him to establish his dominance? He's genuinely stumped and just kinda stares at you for a second, watching you intensely as you lean down to the boy, whispering something in his little ear and taking the flower from him. The boy giggles at you, his former horror dissipated, instead replaced with a furious blush that spread all the way down his neck and up his ears. He blew you a kiss before skipping away, giddily going back to whatever he was doing beforehand. Your boyfriend turns you around by the shoulders immediately and gives you a harmless glare. “What the fuck was that about?” But he doesn’t get a response, as you just wrap your arms around him and laugh. “You’re so cute when you’re jealous!” Well… that wasnt the answer he was looking for but he’ll take it.

(Ran, Shion, Draken, Benkei, Wakasa)

Sitting back and watching the show. He finds the little kids advances hilarious and will gladly watch the little shrimp try to win you over whilst you’re trying your hardest not to burst out laughing. “So sweets, how old are you anyway?” The boy asks you with a smirk on his face. “Too old for you.” You answer incredulously, just about ready to cry from laughter. “No no no baby, no one has to know! It can just be between the two of us and that’s fineeee!” He draws out the syllables and leans one elbow on table you and your boyfriend are sitting at. Your boyfriend all the while has probably pulled out a phone, discreetly filming the whole thing whilst leaning back and hiding his tears. You shoot both boys an amused look and then answer the awaiting kid. “Come back to me in a few years and maybe we can arrange something, yeah?” The little kids eyes widen as he looks at you with a determined smile. “Yes! You won’t regret it! And I’ll beat up your wannabe boyfie over here once I’m strong enough too!” He exclaims and runs off leaving you howling in laughter and your boyfriend, who is suddenly enraged by a child, fumes silently, sending daggers across the room. “Relax baby.” You reach a hand over the table to hold his, wiping the tears from your eyes. “Don’t touch me.” He hisses and puts the phone down, crossing his arms in fake offense.

(Hanma, Kokonoi, Izana, Rindou)

The false hope typa guy. In this case, the boy made the mistake of coming up to HIM and innocently asking for your name. “Why, you like what you see?” Your boyfriend uses language much too mature for the little kid, but he gets a timid response of “yeah, she’s real pretty..” nevertheless. Your boyfriend chuckles and pats him on the shoulder. “I say go for it, I’m sure you’ve got a chance with her!” The little boy has wide eyes and an open mouth “Really? You sure she doesn’t have some super big ‘n scary boyfriend?” He has to suppress laughter when he answers. “I’m sure she doesn’t, go talk to her, ask her for her name and tell her that I said hi too.” And with that, he’s sent the kid on his way. Your boyfriend watches him shyly go up to you and pat your leg slightly to get your attention. He watches you smile down at the little boy and talk to him, your eyes widening and laughing when you exchange a few words with the kid. When he sees fit, he comes stalking over to the two of you and wraps his arm around your waist and smirks at the kid. “Hey there.” You greet your boyfriend and turn to look at him. “Have you met—“ he guesses that you’re about to introduce him to the little boy but he doesn’t care to listen, and leans down to shush your lips with a long, over-the-top kiss, even going as far as to cracking one eye open to look at the little boys horrified face before finally pulling away. You’re a little dazed and very confused when you look down and find your little admirer gone. You throw your boyfriend an accusing look but he only raises his hands in surrender, claiming innocent with a smug smile on his face.

[i2rizz]

You're so welcome! Anytime you get hate, just photoshop that message over it.

As for request: If Isagi, Kaiser, Rin and Sae turned into children for a day, how would they act with Reader trying to care for them until they changed back?

This gives off "dont worry kitten, daddy will take care of them" AND IM GIGGLING SO HARD RN

Anyways I wasn’t sure if you wanted them to retain their memories but in a child’s body, or if you wanted them to fully become children with no recollection of anything. I went with the first option where they keep their personalities and memories, but they’re in a child’s body with the mindset of a child. If you were thinking of something different, let me know and I can redo it!

Also, don't mind the reader not being shocked when seeing them like this. If I added her reaction, the scenarios would get way too long (i was lazy) , so just pretend she was confused and shocked when she first saw them or smth :>

Bllk boys turned into children

Isagi Yoichi

You wake up to the sound of something crashing in the kitchen. Rushing in, you’re met with… a child. A little boy with wide blue eyes, holding a shattered cereal bowl and looking very guilty.

“Who are you!?” you gasp.

“It’s me! Isagi!” the kid wails.

And yup—there’s that panicked overthinking in his voice. It’s him. Just… tiny.

Turns out, Isagi is the kind of child who overanalyzes EVERYTHING.

“Do you think the cereal ratio was wrong?”

“Should I have taken the left path instead of jumping off the couch?”

“Am I… still a genius?”

He follows you around like a duckling, refusing to let go of your hand and insisting he needs “tactical support” to climb onto the couch. He keeps trying to explain football strategies using stick figures and crayons, and by the time he falls asleep curled up in your lap, whispering something about being your number one player, you’re emotionally wrecked.

Michael Kaiser

Kaiser doesn’t cry when he turns into a child. No. He struts out of the bathroom wearing your sunglasses and dragging your blanket like a cape.

"Still hot," he says, throwing you a wink.

You nearly pass out from a mix of confusion and secondhand embarrassment.

Kaiser as a kid is a menace. He draws on the walls (signing it King Michael I), steals your snacks, and demands to be carried like royalty.

“You’re lucky to have me like this,” he says while getting chocolate on your favorite shirt.

But then he trips trying to show off, scrapes his knee, and suddenly he’s crying and reaching for you like the world’s ending. You kiss his forehead, whispering that he's okay, and he sniffles:

"Don’t tell anyone I cried. Not even adult me"

Later, he insists on sleeping in your bed because “there are monsters in the dark, and you’re the only one who can protect me”

Itoshi Rin

Rin is not having it. He’s tiny, mad, and glaring at you from under your hoodie because everything else is “ugly”

“You’re ugly,” he mutters.

You raise a brow. “Rin”

He sighs. “…I didn’t mean that”

Child-Rin is introverted and pouty but clings to you when no one’s looking. He refuses to eat unless you make it, refuses to nap unless you’re holding him, and glares at the mirror like it's personally responsible for turning him into a toddler.

You catch him watching your every move with those moody ocean eyes, and when you ask what’s wrong, he finally admits in a tiny whisper:

“Didn’t want to be small… Can’t protect you like this”

Your heart melts. You kneel, brushing his bangs aside, and say, “You’re still my Rin. That’s all I need”

Cue him hiding his face in your shoulder.

Itoshi Sae

Sae, as a child, is… exactly the same. Just smaller. And ruder.

You find him in your kitchen drinking milk from a wine glass, legs crossed, acting like he’s judging the entire world.

“Why are your floors so cold?” he asks like it’s a personal offense.

You gape. “Sae!?”

He sighs dramatically. “I know. I’m adorable. Don’t touch me”

He absolutely refuses to wear anything that doesn’t match, brushes his hair with your fancy brush, and scolds your cat for not respecting his “space”

But under all that salt? He’s so soft for you.

He tugs your sleeve while you’re washing dishes and mutters, “...Carry me”

You oblige, and he curls into you like he’s never been held before.

Later that night, he falls asleep mid-conversation on your chest, clutching your shirt and mumbling, “Don’t leave me alone when I’m big again either…”

[nikovraskol]

Yk what would be crazy if past reader (16 year old version of them) got transported to the future in which they’re dead. Like imagine seeing ur kid (that you’ve neglected for so long ) just show up to your doorstep again but it’s the young version of them. Like what would be their reaction? I imagine reader just being so confused bc one minute they were at school and the next they’re being hugged by the batfam.

I love your batfam series and I honestly can’t wait to see more omlllll I love the way this is headed 🫶

thank u for this delicious request.. yall.. i've written soso many drafts for all ur requests but i dont want to overstimulate yall..its important to make sure to go at a pace your partner is comfortable with :(

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at sixteen, i imagine reader to be very nervous for the future, sixteen is two years from eighteen and i believe that they're scared that once they're a legal adult they'll no longer have any chance to be accepted -- that they'll be too old.

also, i know some goober is gonna ask so let's decide that 21 y/o (name) was able to return their 16 y/o body while 16 y/o kept their body, well, 21 y/o's body was drained of their life force and unlike jason with superboy indirectily healing him.. can we understand what im tryna say

so let's paint a picture, you're casually in school, feeling depressed because when are you not? your teacher drones on in the background as you scribble notes in your book lazily.

you're trying to drown out in your teacher one minute and then the next you're staring at the door to the manor.

oh. okay.

you're understandably a little puzzled but you brush it off, it's not the first time you've disassociated, it hadn't happened in a while but you're under a lot of stress with school and the crippling sorrow threatening to swallow you.

so you open the door, completely unaware you're walking to your doom, you step inside, your head hung low as you morosely walk in, not excited to be back in this manor of gloom and doom.

and then you hear it, a loud, absolutely offended shriek -- to which you don't look, it's not any of your business, they're probably just playing around without you, indulging in their inside jokes.

and then you're embraced, tightly, too tightly.

"what the--" you're.. being hugged? is alfred feeling alright?--

and then you see the jet-black hair you've seen countless times in passing, and then you feel the warmth of his body against yours, and then he looks up at you -- eyes wild and focused on you. only on you.

"what the fuck?" you're genuinely, so unbelievably confused. have you died? is this heaven?

"you're-- you're alive? this is real?" bruce breathes out, your father is looking at you. looking at you like you're his child, your lips tug into a thin line as you watch as the rest of the clowns join the circus.

oooh boyy.

you probably don't even notice the fact that you've switched universes at first.

like, you're so confused but also lavishing in the attention-- i mean, this is what you've wanted your whole life, right?

bruce is hanging off your every word, no longer does he brush you off or ignore you, he stares at you intently -- memorising every part of your face, every twitch of your muscles, every single detail of you, his precious child, alive in the flesh.

dick clings onto you way too much. every waking moment of the day he's by your side, sometimes he'll hug you tight, his hand gently snaking to press against the pulse point on your wrist, his eyes strangely darkened as he feels your pulse thumming against your skin.

jason is similar to dick in this scenario, the guilt from the incident weighing heavy on his mind, he doesn't let you out of his sight, he's always lingering. he's also way more protective in a smothering way, you're cooking? don't be silly, you might cut yourself! you're running around? slow down, you might fall! you're leaving the manor? why? what do you need? don't leave him, please, never again.

tim is a lot more .. atuned to your emotions. he regularly asks how you feel, at first it's more-so because he is truly glad you're back, he wants to make up for the past! but after a while, it gets to a point where it feels like you're being studied. he's just making sure you're not upset, that you're not thinking of leaving, again.

damian is downright terrifying, not in a violent way, but in a way that you're not sure how to react.. i mean, he used to be the one to belittle you the once, seeing him being so.. gentle. it's unnerving! he's almost kind to you? he'll soften his words, urge you to rest, it's .. strange. very strange.

after a while, the attention gets suffocating. very suffocating. you enjoy the attention, in fact, you've never been happier. but since coming home since that one day, you've not had a moments peace.

you wake up, someone's hovering over you. you go to eat, someone's making sure you don't choke. you're going for a walk? no, you're not.

it gets loathsome, you feel like a porcelain doll. you're not allowed any freedom, you don't go to school anymore -- anytime you bring it up you get strange looks.

that's not the only oddity. you feel different, stranger. not only are you taller, but your mind is different, and while buying something from the store, you notice an id. what? an id that says your age is twenty-one.

and another thing, alfred, the man you consider a father, is dead. dead. like, buried in the ground dead.

if you try to bring it up with your family, they share strange looks. they won't tell you, no, they want to keep you happy -- want to ignore the fact that you're not really their y/n, so don't bring it up too often. kay??

[bonniesbluee]

can u tell the story how was the house with the boys before exhusband!art nd reader get divorced? 🥺🥺🥺, i wanna now how they face each other, touch each other, speak to their kids, nd do the gentle parenting, thank uuu luvs

pre-divorce!art . . . (what caused the divorce muehehe)

at the start of the marriage, it was beautiful. he constantly put you first, his time was obviously restricted due to tennis but you were always first!

then you got pregnant, and his attention zeroed on you and the twins even more. he sometimes went as far as missing practices just to make sure you arent alone for too long with two screaming toddlers.

he would be there for tantrums, late night diaper changes. sometimes if the kids were too fussy he would insist on letting them cry it out, "they need to learn when to stop crying," he said, but next thing he knew there was two tiny babies pressed inbetween you both in the bed.

he would be the more strict parent, but that was only because you were more of the "cool parent" for letting the boys get away with mischiefs!

things went good for like . . . 4 years.

during those years he was the best husband/father you could of asked for. in the bed he was amazing, gentle but firm. and regardless of his schedule he always made time for the babies, always going to teacher meetings, games, and bonding with them as much as he could.

but then he started slowly drifting? he put you and the kids more and more on the back burner, putting more attention to his career and less attention to you and the kids.

you didnt blame him, tennis was his whole life before you wormed your way into his heart. but it still hurt watching him pay less mind to the you. he stopped touching you, you both went months without cuddling once you realized you were initiating every single physical touch. but it hurt more with the kids. he stopped going to their games, your heart breaking when they asked, "where's daddy?" or, "he promised he would be here!" watching their tiny frowns broke your heart.

you would be lying if you said you didnt blame yourself for it. you spent nights wondering where it all went wrong. trying to figure out what happened, did he find another girl? did he get bored of you?

you tried to talk to him about it, and all he tells you is a "im just tired, dont worry baby." with a kiss on your forehead. he deflects, hard. you know he doesn't like opening up, but you thought that 10 years of being together meant he would be open with you.

you decided to finally divorce him when he missed the boys birthdays. all of your family and friends went, his friends even went, and him? gone. when he came late at night you crashed out on him, asking him with tears what did you do wrong, begging him be more of a dad and husband.

he did change, for a few weeks. but u still proceeded with the divorce when your mother told you AND your boys deserved better than that. the divorce was . . . complicated. he begged you alot to stay, to not 'break apart' the family. he did try to manipulate you a bit, but in the end he realized that he was hurting you and the boys. that doesn't stop him from trying to get you back.

and you know that eventually, if he keeps putting genuine effort you'll get back together with him. he needs to show you that he REALLY wants u, want the family back. and slowly but surely, it's working. he just prays you'll give a second chance to prove that you and the twins are his whole world.

i took advantage of this ask to give a bit of backstory as to why they got divorced...oops! 😭

[traffytaffy]

OP Men and “confessing”

Ft. Law, Kid, Zoro

Hey! I was not expecting how the last post was going to go. So thank you so much! As promised, i made a follow up. Im sorry it took so long as well….i hit a writers block😙

So consider this part 2 to this post!⤵️

OP Men and being “told” they are in love with you

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Law;

This was an accident. An accident in which he wanted to throw Shachi, Penguin, Ikakku, and Bepo overboard.

You were ordered to organize medical supplies in the closet that was connected to the room he was in. You kept the lights off cause the light of the room Law was in lit up the closet so you could see just fine.

The group barges in.

“Captain, we dont know where your little crush is at. Have you seen them?” Penguin teases while asking curiously.

Law’s face goes cold. His eyes widen and his mouth opens and he does a “knock it off” motion with his hands.

“What? Your hands fell asleep?”

Law sighed.

“They’re right there.” He pointed at the closet door where you slowly walked out, a blush spreading to your ears at what Penguin had said.

Bepo, who was behind the rest slowly backed away. Law scowls at them. They knew where this was going. They have no chance to defend themselves before his fingers go up.

“Shambles”

~

You are left alone with Law. His eyes couldnt dare to meet yours.

“Dont listen to what they sa-“

“Is it true?” You interrupted him with slight hesitation.

His eyes finally met yours. He didnt have to say anything for you to understand what those yellow orbs were saying to you. And most of all, he knew he couldn’t lie to you at this point.

“Yes…” he says softly.

“Like….wise?”

He gasps softly and immediately looks up. His feet move on their own as he was no longer in his chair, but instead right in front of you.

“You mean that?”

You nod. More sure than anything.

Law leans close to you… he didnt know if what he was thinking was the right choice. Every little thing he did was thought for. It all had a plan, no matter how small it was. But there were rare occasions of impulsiveness…this was that occasion…He decided to take that risk.

His hand cups your cheek, your lips were caressed by back and forth swipes of his thumb.

“May I?” He asks, you can hear the boost of confidence in his voice behind the loud beats of your heart.

You don’t hesitate for once and nod. When your lips go crashing into one another, you can feel a few pair of eyes watching at the edge of the doorframe. They had somehow ran all the way from where they were sent so they didn’t miss the show. Law doesn’t pull away from this moment. A moment he waited ages for. But he does lift his hand up.

“Uh oh”

“Shambles”

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Kid;

“Huh?” You raise your eyebrows at his declaration towards Killer. “What did Killer do?”

You had a soft look in your eyes. You were worried that you had done something or that you were unwanted in his workshop right now. “I can leave..”

“No,no. Stay.” Kid said with his usual rough voice but it had a hint of softness in it.

“What did you need me here for?”

“For nothing.” He said bluntly.

His lack of answers and short responses was making you feel stupid. Did he want you here or not? Frankly, you were starting to get a bit annoyed.

“Are you trying to mess with me or something?”

“What? Why would i do that?” He says as he turns back and does sketches for an upcoming design for some new machinery.

“I don’t know. You’re busy right now and killer sends me in here just for you to say you don’t need me! Did you want company?”

“No.”

You scoff. Kid notices his behavior and decides to tone it down.

“I-i mean yes. Company… sure”

You roll your eyes.

“Im leaving.”

But before you can walk off, a calloused and warm hand catches your wrist. A calloused and warm hand lifts your chin to meet his gaze. A calloused and warm hand cups your cheek. A calloused and warm hand goes behind your head and pulls you closer.

He studies your face. Making sure you were aware of what he was going to do. Making sure you were comfortable enough for him to proceed. When you give a slight nod, his red lips crash into yours… it was soft… testing-out-the-waters kind of soft until he decided to really get into it.

It isnt when he pulls away and you look up at him in shock that he gives you a smug smile.

“You can go now.”

You smile and begin to walk away, but before you do, you look at your face in a nearby reflection. Your lips had his lipstick stains and you look back at him.

“Damn. You need some kiss-proof lipstick”

You wipe the red smears off your lip.

“And you need to go to hell.”

But he did what you suggested. He bought kiss-proof lipstick…for you.

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Zoro;

The crew was all gathered at the table for breakfast. A usual routine in the morning. But….everyone was at the table except you and Zoro.

Nami thought she hit jackpot with your late appearances. She leaned over towards Sanji and whispered in his ear. Sanji listened intently and did multiple “uh huh”’s in agreement before his eyes widened.

“HE’S WHAT!? ZORO’S IN LOVE WITH-“ He shouted out in which Nami quickly covered his mouth just in time.

“Shut up idiot! Thats why we’re asking for your help!”

“I’ll do it. Just to see y/n reject him” he smirked devilishly.

Nami face palmed and Robin giggled.

Soon enough, the plan was whispered to the entire table, and as soon as she sat back down, you walked in with Zoro right behind.

You sit down, Zoro right next to you as Sanji served breakfast. But just like Nami’s plan… and a touch of his self. He swooned over you. Every compliment in the book was thrown at you. You couldn’t help but blush and thank him.

Zoro on the other hand? He was fed up.

He could only take so much. But once he saw that Sanji was getting to you? He slammed his fist on the table, stood up, and faced Sanji, face to face.

“You trying to do something cook?”

“Like what? Serve my fellow crewmate?”

“You know damn well-“

“Why are you so mad anyways? You in love or something?” Sanji snapped back with a mocking tone at the end.

“Oh im going to end you!” Zoro unsheathes one of his swords.

“Try me!”

Zoro and Sanji both position themselves to fight each other. You stand up and get in between them.

“Enough! Sanji! Zoro! What has gotten into you?”

Zoro walks out the room with a huff. Everyone is left silent. You look around,a bit embarrassed before dashing out the door to catch up with Zoro. The cool breeze of the wind hits you as your eyes dart around the ship. He wasn’t in the crows nest. Not at the railings. Where was he?

But suddenly you can hear the sounds of knives sharpening. You turn the corner and see the green-haired man you had come to admire and love. You see him sitting in a corner, sharpening his blades. He can feel your presence and he immediately turns away.

You walk up to him and sit down.

“What was that?”

“What was what?”

“Don’t play dumb”

He sighs, knowing he couldn’t run away from this. He literally couldn’t run away, considering they were in the middle of the ocean and he was too tired to throw himself overboard at this point.

“Why were you so defensive of me over Sanji?”

“Don’t play dumb” he repeats the words you had told him just a minute ago.

He places a hand on his heart and then with that same hand reaches to your chest and touches your heart. He gives you a look that says “do i have to say it out loud?”

Your eyes widen in realization. Was he saying that… he was in love with you? There was no doubt about it.

“Oh i see.”

Your short response made him scoff.

“Just forget it”

You notice that your reaction was getting to him. You had to fix this. You had to let him know that this wasn’t something to easily dismiss. Your hands instinctively reached out to his heart. His shoulder became a resting spot for your head. And his ear was all you needed to voice through to him.

“Im not.”

He softly gasps as he looks down at you. His face revealing a blush of a tomato.

“Shut up”

And all you do is giggle. Cause you..only you knew there was alot more care and heart in those words.

[erwinsvow]

i’m definitely projecting BUT i genuinely feel like shy!reader would have wavy hair and be so insecure about it (even tho it’s so pretty) so it’s always straightened but i just know if rafe saw it he’d fall even deeper in love with the girl!

oh 100%. lets project together angel why not. if you dont have wavy hair pls look away im sorry. but i do have wavy hair that i straighten all the time so ! you sent this to the right bitch

your hair, though you've been told so many times was pretty either way, is usually straightened several times a week, if not daily. it's easy to fall into the trap of preferring it sleek and shiny than the waves that were pretty for the first day, frizzy the next, and somehow constantly clashing with the outfit you selected for the day.

you thought straight hair was easier, looked better, went with everything. even if it wasn't true, you had bought into it for long enough, your blowdryer and flat iron your two best friends.

the first time rafe met you, your hair had been straight. it was that way on your first date, as well as your second and third, as well as every sleepover at tannyhill or early morning drive to watch the sunrise at the beach. he'd never seen your hair any other way, not realizing there was, in fact, another way for it to be seen, until today.

you and rafe had spent the first hour of the morning rolling around in his bed at tannyhill, working up a sweat, which then was washed off in the shower together. rafe gets out first, listening to his phone ring repeatedly in the distance. you finish up, washing your hair and turning the water to the hottest setting now that rafe wasn't there to complain.

when you walk back to rafe's room, he's on the bed, still on the phone. you try to dry yourself off and get dressed without giving him too much of a show, settling for one of rafe's old frat shirts and using another shirt of his to start drying your hair. he looks at confused, but you don't say anything, knowing he's still on the phone. you need at least a minute to explain cotton t-shirts and scrunching to him.

rafe finally hangs up the call with barry while you rummage through your overnight bag, realizing your flat iron and blow dryer were left behind on your bathroom counter, a result of finishing up your hair for your date yesterday.

"is sarah home?" you ask, looking up at rafe.

"don't think so. and didn't i give you a towel? why's my shirt on your head right now?"

"i forgot my hair stuff at home."

"oh," he says, walking back to his dresser and returning with something in his hand. "here." he hands you a hairbrush.

"what am i supposed to do with this?"

"you said you needed hair stuff. uh, you're welcome."

"i have a brush, rafe. i meant my dryer and my iron. do you think sarah would be mad if i used hers? is that weird, though?"

he didn't think it was that serious, but you look more upset by the second.

"what'd you need that shit for? we're not going anywhere until lunch. it'll dry by then." you stand up, taking the hair out of his shirt and trying to salvage whatever waves remained.

"i wanted to wear it straight for the club, though. my outfit, it looks better with straight hair-"

"huh?"

"and i didn't even detangle or use that conditioner, it's all at home. ugh." you keep scrunching, going to the mirror and taking a look. rafe follows behind you, eyebrows knitted in confusion while he takes a piece of curly hair between his fingers. it's pretty, the way it falls around your face and certain pieces are curlier than others. you look pretty like this, though he's sure you look pretty any which way.

"how come i didn't know your hair's like this?"

"um, i like it flat. do i have to go to the club like this?"

"i like it. s'pretty. c'mon, leave it."

you turn to face your boyfriend. like everyone else, he's just saying it to be nice.

"will you take me home to grab my stuff? please?"

"if you really want it, kid, but i think you should leave it," rafe says, bringing his hand up to your hair, stroking the pieces by your face, twirling a wave around his finger. "c'mon, for me?"

you hesitate, looking up at your boyfriend.

"but i wanna look nice for the club."

"the fuck are you talkin' about? you always look nice."

"but it's not as nice. it's messy. i like it-" rafe interrupts you, bringing his hand to your jaw the way he always does, squeezing tight but not too tight.

"stop. it looks nice. stop overthinkin' it. got it?" you nod. "s'nice. you should wear it like this more often."

"sure. whatever you say."

"that's right."

[pbnbucks]

Caitlin x Reader!

My Bad.

word count: 736

warnings: cursing, jealous, leading to smut, yelling, somewhat toxic

pt:1/2

summary: you havent gave caitlin enough attention and shes being a baby about it.

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you have been laying in bed cuddling with your girlfriend all day “baby can you pass me my phone i want to go live” you ask nicely as she turns over from your cuddling position and grabs your phone off the charger.

“you always want to be on live” she complains “thats not true” you say already fed up with your girlfriend since shes had a attitude all afternoon because you would drive her to the basketball court and watch her play basketball with a bunch of 5th graders.

she throws herself on to the bed with a sigh. you click the live button and slowly more and more people start to join but one makes your heart skip a beat.

kk arnold joined

“OH. MY. GOSH” you start jumping up and down on your bed startling caitlin “what?” your ignore her “guys what the fuck” “WHAT, what are you screaming about” “kk arnold just joined my live, hold on i wanna invite her to join” she rolls her eyes laying down on your stomach in between your legs. you rest your phone on her back waiting for a response to see if kk joined as you rub her back admiring you girl and she sighs in content but her peace quickly ends

she joins. “oh my gosh hey kk!” you scream “hey girll, how are you?” “im great how are you?” you say with a bunch of enthusiasm causing a scoff from your jealous girlfriend. “im doing great, what are you doing?” you put your phone down showing you girlfriend who is currently laying on your stomach pouting. she instantly moves her head out the frame and you side eye her deciding to leave it alone and bring it up once the live is ended. “my bad girl idk why she acting like that she has been a baby all day cause i didn’t want to watch her play basketball with kids” you say earning a laugh from kk. “ but i watched your game against usc and i was like damnnnn kk” what you where saying was true, kk definitely showed out, she was extremely talented and nobody can take that from her “ooo thank you girly they put up a good game and so did we im just happy that we won” nodding your head at her statement. kk was humble, caitlin was the complete opposite if it was caitlin you where speaking to she would be talked about how she dominated their opponent and how shes number 1. but that was what you loved most about your girlfriend. there is something about competetive females that makes you go feral. “but anyways what are you and the team up to” you say trying to make any conversation without sounding awkward “nothing much we just got out of practice and im about to go to walmart with the team and get some legos i actually just built a star wars ship out of legos” she moves the camera to show her lego sets which makes you laugh at the way she was so proud of her legos.

time skip because im lazy and i have writers block.

“alright well im going to let you go, bye kk” you say your goodbyes and thank you’s. You turn your head to caitlin who is already staring at you. “caitlin are you serious? what was that” you cant believe your girlfriend acted like a child infront of 20,000 people. “ i dont know what your talking about” “oh really you dont know what im talking about? you dont remember acting like a complete baby on live” “oh im a baby now because i dont want to see my girlfriend flirting with another girl infront of me?” you cant even believe the way she is acting right now “are you fucking serious cait? you think i was flirting with her” she looks at you dumb founded “your that in tune with being a slut for another female you don’t even realize that your girlfriends in front of you” this bitch. “excuse me?” she rolls her eyes “if you want her that bad just go fuck her then” theres no way shes being serious right now “maybe i will, atleast she wont act like a fucking baby and not be so damn clingy all the time” she turns around and looks you dead in the eyes.

“cait, im sorry i promise.”

[andiberzatto]

WallFlower (College!Carmy Berzatto x Reader)

SUMMARY: you and carmy meet at a frat party and instantly he is consumed by you. (shy flirting, heavy petting, backseat car sex, kinda submissive carmy)

"not much of a partier?" you ask the lowkey awkard guy who's leaned against the wall of the frat house smoking a cigarette. you'd noticed him throughout the night being talked to by girls but they dropped like flies at his short responses. so you tried your luck.

he snorted a laugh, shaking his head. "Nah. a bit too loud f'me.." he says projecting his voice a bit to make sure you hear him over the latest Migo's song that was blaring through the speakers of the house. he brought the cigarette to his mouth, his gaze dropping to the dance area of the living room. he watched people moving together, dancing and grinding in a haphazardly drunken manner.

"so why show up? you here with someone? or for someone?" you ask softly prying more info out of the magic 8 ball of a man with little response above a couple syllables.

"my friends dragged me out here." came his characteristically short reply. he flicked his cigarette over a plastic ashtray on a nearby table and sighing quietly. "and you?" he asked, raising a brow, "are you here by yourself?"

she nods, "yeah I guess im more of a social butterfly."

"I can see that" he commented jokingly as he leaned back to his position on the wall, folding his arms across his broad chest. he studied your face closely, a small almost unnoticable smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.

you hold your hand out as if asking for a hit of his cigarette, "can I?"

"Knock yourself out.." he replied nonchalantly, bringing the cigarette to his lips and taking a long drag before holding it out for you. he watches silently as you took a puff and exhaled the smoke before handing it back.

he took it back from you, your fingers brushing lightly. he stuck it back between his lips. "I dont believe I got your name," he said as he exhales the plume of smoke.

"you can call me y/n/n"

"y/n/n" he repeated quietly. tilting his head to the side. an almost unnameable expression passing over his features. "I like that. its cute."

you nod, "I like you carmy... youre interesting."

he shrugs, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly. nobody had ever called him interesting, it was a nice change of pace. "is that a good thing in your book?" he inquired, a smirk crossing on his lips. hes trying so hard to be effortlessly smooth. his gaxze remaining looked on you.

you nod, "yeah. I could be drinking and dancing but somehow im sitting here playing 20 questions with the wallflower. this is... nice"

he let out a short, quiet laugh at your words. wallflower... he had been called that many times before. it was a rather apt description for him. "well, if it makes you feel better.." he started, exhaling another ring of smoke above his head, "ive never been talkative... so youre kind of getting more from me than most ever will."

you nod, " I noticed you turning down those girls so I figured id give it a shot."

he chuckled in amusement, truly you were working on him. getting carmy to have a conversation let alone care about it was a feat. "I guess its working?"

"I mean we are having a conversation right?"

he shrugged, leaning against the wall and tilting his head to observe you, "cant really say its boring if im willingly talking to you, can i?"

"this is very tue." you say raising your red solo cup in a mock salute and taking a sip before setting it down.

"so.." he drew out a breath, "you uh wanna get some air? its kinda getting stuffy in here." his eyes searching for the door to the patio.

you nod, softly grabbing his arm to lead his through the sea of college kids. he followed you silently,the cool night breezing hitting his warm flesh.

"its pretty nice outside tonight, kinda warm but not oo warm." you make light conversation.

"yeah... I like it. its much quieter out here too." he agreed, shoving his hands in his pockets as he looked up at the sky. "I think I can actually see stars out tonight."

you nod, leaning against the siding of the frat house.

he followed your lead,leaning against the siding next to you. he crossed his arms over his chest, his gaze remaining on the stars. "im surprised that no one else is out here taking advantage of the nice night." he mused, tilting his head to the side to look at you.

you smile, giving him a sidelong look, "we got our own little bubble out here." it was cheesy and you knew it the moment you said it but it just came out, something about him made you say it.

he returned the smile, turning to face you completely. "yeah... I guess we do." he paused for a moment, studying your face. he took in your features, the way the moonlight feel on your skin.. it was like seeing you for the first time with new eyes. he pushes himself off the wall, taking a step closer to you.

you look up at him softly, trying to figure out his next move.

he raised a hand to gently tuck a strand of hair behind your ear, his touch is light and almost hesitant. he was treading unfamiliar territory here, unsure of what he was doing or what the hell he was allowed to do. but something about you drew him in, making him want to risk it. "I dont... do this alot. but I feel something for you.."

you look up at him, " I guess thats a good thing."

"yeah" he agreed, his hand remaining tucked behind your ear. his thumb gently strokes the skin of your cheek, entranced by the feel. his gaze lowered to your lips, he hesitated for a moment before asking, "can I try something?"

"depends what it is.." you reply softly.

"I was thinking.." he leaned in even closer, his voice dropping to a low whisper, "that maybe I could see how soft your lips feel against mine?" he is so bad at flirting and dirty talk but even his genuine questions feel blush worthy. its a mindboggling thing about carmy.

"I think maybe you should.."

his heart clenched in his chest. his breath hitching at your words. he cant believe hes actually getting this far with you. you.. you wanted to kiss him. it was unreal. he nodded quickly, his gaze still locked on your lips. his other hand rising to cup your face. "if youre sure.."

"carm... dont overthink this.." you say softly, reassuring him.

he let out a shaky exhale. his fingers tighten soflty on your face, a more sure grasp. he nods quickly, his gaze flicks up to meet your own for a moment then back to your lips. "I wont" he murmured, a hint of nervousness in his voice, "I just.. ive never really... I dont wanna mess this up okay?"

"oh god youre a sweetheart" you mumble, it was supposed to be an internal thought but it fumbles from your lips.

he huffed a quiet laugh, a small sheepish smile on his face. "maybe.." he muttered, his gaze fixed on your lips "but right now im just scared ill make a fool of myself."

"carmy... kiss me please." it was a soft plea, more or less wanting to break him from his nervousness.

he leaned in closer, bringing his face just inches from your own. "yeah...yeah,okay... ill kiss you" he started, "just... just promise me you wont think im bad at it, yeah?" he mumbles a bit insecure.

you smile softly, "I wont I promise, sweetheart."

he closed his eyes, savoring the sound of sweetheart rolling of your tongue directed towards him again. god he was a goner. he finally closed the last remaining distance, kissing you with a gentle hesitant kiss. he exhaled softly agaisnt your lips, his heart pounding in his chest. he was moving entirely off instinct. tuggling your body closer.

you let yourself be tugged closer, wrapping your arms loosely around his neck, one of your hands find their way into his curls.

he deepened the kiss at the feeling of your hand in his hair, the feeling of you against him was driving him crazy. his tongue traced the seam of your lips, silently asking for permission. he pressed himself closer. his bodt thrumming with want and need for you. a long almost feral groan escapes him as his tongue tangled with yours, he gently guided you backwards, pressing you against the siding of the frat house. he wanted to feel every inch of you against him. to memorizd the contour of your body.

you moan in the kiss, god this shy boy was something else. making you feel things no guy ever had.

he broke the kiss, his lips traveling down to your jaw, pressing light kisses along the skin there. his hands roaming lower, moving to your hips and pulling you impossibly closer. he cant get enough of you. the way you tasted, the way you fit against him. he needed more. he sucked o your neck when you gasped at his lips on your neck, leaving a small mark there. his lips moved down, nipping and biting at the skin on your collarbone as his hands slide under your shirt.

you arch into his touch, god were you really gonna fuck against the side of a frat house right now?

he could feel himself becoming lost in you. all he wanted was to hear you moan, whimper and gasp for him. he pushed his body flush against you, hiking your leg up around his hip to grind against you.

you moan soft and breathless in his ear, "carm-"

he shivered at the sound of his name on your lips, his fingers digging soflty into the skin of your thigh, "say my name again... please." he murmured against your skin, his voice strained with need.

he groaned and he ground against you more, he needed to be closer, to feel more, it was so overwhelming. he kisses and bites and sucks on any part of you he can to calm himself down.

you pant and gasp, your head tilted back against the siding of the house. "carmy ... do you wanna.." you start to ask breathlessly.

he pulled back just enough to look at you. his gaze is cloudy and his breathing ragged. his chest heaving and his hands clenched on your body. "want to what.." he asked, his voice low and strained.

"you know.." you say blushing softly, " I mean we dont have to do more than dry humping if you arent comfortable.." this was the first time youve talked boundaries with a guy, normally you wouldnt put any thought into it but carmy was sweet.

"how far do you wanna go tonight?" you ask soflty.

he inhaled deeply trying to steady his racing thoughts. how far did he want to go? hell, he wanted all of you and desperately. but there was something else. hesitation. "I... I just want... whatever youre willing to give me." he said finally, his fingers drumming on the soft skin of your thigh absentmindly.

you kiss him, "ill give you all of it tonight.. or we can wait? if you dont wanna do anything outside.."

he kisses back fiercly and pulls back resting his forehead to yours "I dont.. I dont want to do it outside..." he mumbles between kissing you more, his voice low and gravelly. "we should.. we should find somewhere more private.."

"did you drive here?"

he nodded, reluctantly pulling away from your lips. he pulled his keys out of his pocket. "yeah my apartment is a short drive from here."

he smiles and takes your hand gently in his. leading you to his car, he cant believe a girl like you is choosing to spend your time with him.

you get in and buckles, watching him walk around, he drives a midsized car. Grey Honda Accord. tell you alot about him.

he slides into the drivers seat, putting the keys in the ignition. the car was fairly new, the new car smell lingered alongside the scent of his cologne and cigarettes. almost as if he could hear your thoughts he says "nice huh?"

you nod and opt to make a joke, "absolute pussy wagon."

he snorts and rolls his eyes, shaking his head as he backs out of the space. "yeah,yeah,yeah whatever." he chuckles at your teasing before adjusting the mirrors. "so you still willing to give it all to me tonight?" he askes casually, his tattoed hands flexing on the steering wheel.

you smile and laughs, "you driving a honda accord isnt a deal breaker, no."

he chuckles and nods, "noted." his free hand moving to her thigh to rub soft circles.

you rest your head on his shoulder making a heat softly pool in carmys stomach at such a simple gesture. his fingers graze up your thigh lightly testing the waters. his eyes bounce from the road to you to check your reaction before settling back on the road. the sight of you biting your lip was all he needed to softly graze your clit with his thumb as he drove.

you let out a soft gasp at the brush to your clit making him grin. his thumb presses in soft circles as he drives, hes good at mutitasking hand eye coordination.

he pulls into the parkinglot for his apartment building, quickly shutting off the car to focus his full attention to you. looking at you with your head against the car seat, soft moans spilling from your plump lips as he circles your clit a bit more pressure. god it made him borderline feral for you.

you kiss him sloppily as you moan against his mouth. his tongue pushing inot your mouth, the sweet taste of him invading your senses again as he strums your clit with his thumb. it made you ache and whine for more.

he groans softly at the whine, taking in your breathlessness and your hooded eyes.

"carmy... I need you... please." theres no chance in hell youre walking and waiting til they get to his bedroom.

"yeah? you need me?" he asked softly, caressing your cheek.

he gets out and scoots the drivers seat up, openning the backseat up for more wiggle room. it was a decent size car but carmy was a pretty bulky guy now.

you crawl into the backseat, "on your lap or laying down?"

"my lap." he answers with no hesitation, he needs you as close as possible.

he groans soflty as you climb onto his lap, his hands immedietly find purchase on your thighs. hes so overwhelmed by the feeling of you against him again, he cant help but grind up against you.

"you prefer to see my face?" you ask wanting to know his preference.

he pauses at the question, trying to focus his brain for a second. he takes in the sight of your face flushed and your breathing heavy. it seals the deal for him.

you grind against him, letting yourself move with the pull of his hands. kissing down his neck, "need it carm.."

he lets out a strangled moan at the feeling of your lips on his neck. his head falling against the car headrest. "yeah? you need it huh?"

you nod, moving to unbuckle his belt, "is this okay?"

his hands move down to yours helping you take his belt off and undo his jeans. he gives a short nod, his breath already ragged as he looks at you, his gaze nearly desperate.

you kiss him as you reach down to pull him out of his boxers, stroking him softly before asking, "can i sit on it... now?"

he let out a strangled groan at her ask, his eyes close as your lips trail down his neck. he nods quickly, "yeah... yeah, go ahead and sit on my dick... baby please."

you line yourself up over him, running the thick head of his cock through your folds making him almost whine.

"baby please dont tease-" but his pleas is cutshort in his throat at the feeling of your velvet walls wrapping around his cock. his eyes screwinng shut and his jaw clenching as he let out a low groan. he was so on edge. he couldnt stop the sounds escaping his lips as you took all of him inside of you.

you caress his cheek, wanting his eyes back on you, "how does that feel?" you check in, you can gauge by his moans its good but you want to hear It from him.

he takes a few seconds to breathe, trying to find his voice again. his body trembles softly as he opens his eyes to look at you"so good... so godamn good.." he managed to get out between breaths. his fingers flexing on your hip as he fights the urge to thrust up into you.

you nod softly, "can I start to move?"

he manages a groan and nods rapidly. he wanted nothing more than for you to make him fall apart completely.

he let you lead, relaxing back against the seat his eyes on your form. he could feel every movement, everybreath. his head was spinning, his fingers gripping your thighs so hard hes sure he will leave bruises. he was too far gone to care, "f-fuck.. you feel so good.." he murmurs, his thumb rubbing circles on your hip.

his fingers leave your hip to tangle with your hair, pulling you down to kiss him. he kisses you sloppily and furiously. god it was kinda hot how just the feel of your pussy was enough to make him this undone.

he was hanging on by a thread. anythinng and everything you could give him he would devour.

you start to bounce on his cock, moving your feet for leverage. "hows this?"

god if carmen thought he was a mess before, he was completely wrecked now. everything is a blur, the feeling of you and the sounds you made were all he could focus on. hes losing control, he doesnt know how much longer he can last. "yeah... oh god... yeah, thats so fuckin good... dont stop.. dont ever stop... please." the string of words tumble from his lips as a stream of consciousness.

you keep the pace, caressing his cheek, "you look so handsome baby.." you purr, as he looks up at you from his tilted postion against the car seat, he doesnt even have the power to lift his head the pleasure is so good.

he cant speak at this point, just moans spilling out of his mouth as you talk. his gaze is fuzzy and blurred. but youve never been more beautiful to him when his gaze refocuses in and out.

you lean in, your chest now against him to whisper in his ear, "you close baby?"

he manages a nod, "yeah.. yes... really close...dont stop please.." he mumbles, "I need you... I need you to make me cum for you-" he gasps softly as he thrusts up to meet your downward motion.

your hips never faulter, "how close baby?"

his head falls forward, buring in the crook of your neck as he tries to focus. hes right there, so agonizingly close to the edge but not quite over the edge. "r-really close.." he manages to choke out, "almost... almost there...please dont stop.."

you hold him against your body, one hand cupping the back of his neck. letting him kiss and suck and bite on her neck and shoulder, "mhmm there you go baby.."

he moans against your neck. the feeling of you holding him sends him reeling over the edge. he cant stop himself from letting go. "im... im gonna.." he gasped out, his body goes tense as he held tightly.

you nod, "let go baby... dont fight it.."

he moans your name loudly as he cums . his body shaking and jolting against yours as he rode out his orgasm. his head resting on your shoulder, his face buried in your neck as he catches his breath. "f-fuck that was...wow...just wow..."

softly they start to untangle after a bit of cuddling and redress. his eyes watch as you start to fix your appearence. god he thought you were the prettiest person in the universe.

he kisses you softly, stealing some kisses and kissing your cheek, "lets go inside before someone comes out and sees us.."

[shygirl4991]

Our Connection

Spoilers for new episode!

Summary: It was a normal day at the cafe till a sudden burst of pain shot through SMG3's body, his senses were screaming. Something was horribly wrong with his other half. Tag: hurt and comfort, near death, injured smg4, angst, base on enough is enough

SMG3 finishes brewing an order as he hums to himself, he walks to the table and sets the coffee down. He was still annoyed how his break was interrupted by Karen, honestly, if that woman could learn to be a better mom none of this would have happened. Still he couldn't help worrying about the kids, they are innocent and shouldn't be put in harm's way just cause Karen was never around. As he walked to the back room his head started to ring “What? My meme guardian sense?!” Suddenly a burst of pain surges through his body, he screams catching the attention of his friends. Melony runs into the room seeing Three on his knees breathing heavy “THREE!” she runs up to him checking if he is okay, Three shakes his head grabbing Melony’s hand “FOUR IS IN TROUBLE! FUCKING KAREN!” 

Before Melony can ask questions Three forces his body to move, he could still feel the pain with every movement. Melony stands up and follows Three worried “You shouldn't move, I can get the others and find SMG4!” Three ignored her as he walked out of the cafe not caring about the customers, his sense scream again. He holds his head wanting to scream for it to stop, Meggy and Tari notice the pained expression on Three’s face causing them to run up to him “Three what's going on? Are you okay?” As Three opens his mouth he freezes up seeing Mario running to them, in his arms a badly injured Four. Any signs of his walls gone as his eyes water at the sight, he runs to Mario ignoring the gasp from behind him. Mario starts to cry as Three takes the man from his arms “Mario…didnt want this, he just wanted to help Karen. I…I’m sorry..” 

Three runs into the castle with Four in his arms as Meggy goes to Mario hugging him “It's okay red, Three has him. Could you tell us what happened?” Mario sniffs as he watches Three disappear into the castle “I…please dont die bro.” Meggy frowns as she hugs him tighter, Tari walks over joining the hug as Melony and Saiko run into the castle to help Three. 

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Three puts SMG4 on his bed as Melony checks him over, Saiko brings in bandages and a wet towel. Three grabs Four’s hand as he starts to cry “I’m sorry…I felt your pain, you needed me and I wasn't with you.” Melony and Saiko quietly take care of Four as Three held on to his hand tightly, he could feel the flow of Four’s meme energy. While it was weak it gave comfort to him that SMG4 was still with him, he didn't know how long the girls took patching up Four. Before he knew it the girls finished taking care of Four, giving Three space to be with him alone. He takes off Four’s hat and gently pets his head “You idiot…you're too soft for this shit, why did you have to follow Karen?” He wipes his tears as tightens his hold on Four’s hand, a soft knock is heard causing Three to look up. 

The door slowly opens to show Mario, his eyes red from crying, Three gives him a soft smile as he waves him over. Mario closes the door and slowly walks over to the bed “Mario…was told by a walkie talkie guy to help Karen. S-M-G-3 Mario never wanted this…will he be okay?” Three lets out a shaky sigh as he turns to stare at Four, he could feel tears threatening to spill out again “I don't know, he always bounces back from damage but…he hasn't woken up yet.” Three growls as he hits the bed, it was all her fault. Mario jumps from the sudden anger, he watches as SMG3 lets go of Four’s hand. Three walks around the room taking a deep breath “If i see Karen im going to let her have it, this wouldnt have happen to him if she just…FUCK!” He hits the desk next to him, he starts to cry again getting Mario to walk over and hug Three. 

Four knew it could have been dangerous, of course it would, they don't know what it's like to have a peaceful life. “It’s Mario’s fault…I thought Mr. walkie talkie was a friend,” Three shakes his head as he takes a deep breath. He wiggles free from Mario’s grasp and turns to him “No..It’s not your fault,” he lets out a sigh “And its not Karens fault, whoever this fucker is that talked to you is to blame.” Four lets out a soft groan catching the pair's attention, Three runs and grabs Four’s hand focusing on their connection. Seeing this Mario walks over to the other side of the bed grabbing Four’s other hand, they both stay silent as they watch over Four. 

Melony and Meggy walk in to check on Four, they frown seeing the man still knocked out. “Hey you two have been here for a while, take a break and get something to eat. Me and Melony got him covered!” Melony nods giving them both a soft smile, Mario and Three exchange a look and shake their heads “Thanks girls but…think me and Mario rather stay by his side.” The girls nod leaving the room, Meggy felt herself shake at the sight “Red never says no to food…this situation is bad.” Melony pats Meggys back “Hey it will be okay, whatever happens we have their back!” Meggy smiles at Melony and nods as they join the rest of the crew waiting in the main lobby. Three starts playing different memes hoping Four could hear them, it feels as if days have passed except it's only been a few hours. Mario fell asleep holding on to Four while Three could only play memes as he stared at Four “Come on you dumbass, wake up.” He sighs, turning off the video “Hey..that was my favorite meme,” Three jumps from hearing the weak voice. Three gasps as he sees Four slowly sit up “FOUR!” without thinking he hugs Four, Mario rubs his eyes awoken from Three’s scream. He gasps seeing the man awake and joins in the hug “BRO! Mario is sorry I never wanted to hurt you, please forgive Mario!!!” Four grunts from the pain as he attempts to hug his friends back, he then panics for a moment “MARIO! What happened to Karen? Did she find her kids?!”   

Mario shakes his head “Mario came running back to the castle, she went to talk to mr walkie talkie.” Four looks down feeling pain with every breath he takes, Three gently rubs Fours back as he feels the man's pain “Take it easy, I will let the others know you're awake .” He walks out of the room missing the soft look Four gives him, Mario still worried over Four gently takes his hand “Do you need anything? Mario still has pasta and I will even let you eat it!” Four lets out a pained chuckle “Thanks buddy but I think what I need is to lay down,” as Four lays back down on the bed he couldn't help wondering if Karen will be okay against this unknown enemy. The door to his room goes flying across the room as the crew storms in, they all start crying feeling relieved to see Four is awake. Three stays back watching the sight with a small smile before he leaves the castle, he walks to his cafe seeing everyone was gone. He checks to make sure no one stole anything while he was away, seeing things were in the clear he takes out his phone “You better not be dead you stupid cat cause i'm coming to help.” Looking up Karen's address Three locks up and starts running towards her house, he wasn't doing this for Karen, he was doing this to get payback on the asshole who hurt Four along with making sure those kids stay safe.

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Thank God for that stupid interview

Not proof read Im sorry!! rushed ending a bit but wtv. Can be read as stand alone but part 1 is stupid interview

pairings; page x famous actress reader

Summary; flashbacks to Paige being lowk obsessed with Josephine then into the relationship up to the draft.

Warnings; none, (bad writing), they say fine shyt (bc Paige is fine shyt)

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Paige pov:

1 year ago;

"Paige you dont even like horror movies why do you want to see this one so bad?" Kk asks but before I can respond Azzi laughs and replies for me

"She's been obsessed with the actress in it forever thats the only reason" Azzi finishes which makes everyone we're out with turn to look at me with teasing smiles and more questions about who it is.

The only reason Azzi knows exactly who is because when we were 20 she forced me to watch some crappy rom-com where I saw her for the first time. That was the first time I ever understood the appeal of a celebrity crush.

"Oh she's seen like every movie Josephine Carter has been in. It's actually insane" Azzi says

"Oh my god is that what she's always watching on her iPad smiling like crazy?" Kayla asks

"okay bro ya'll gotta shut up. Yes she's my celebrity crush but can you blame me? She's insanely hot and a good person. Like bro come on half the people in the theater probably are here for the same reason I am"

"Yeah thats true I looked her up you're right Paige she's fine" Kayla says turning the phone to show the group of us in line for popcorn.

A litany of damns and I see you Paige followed from the group as they all smiled as Paige got visibly red.

"Aight now that y'all know im right 'nd shit how 'bout we turn around 'cause we're up next in the line"

6 months ago;

"Bro that movie was so good oh my god"

"Paige you just liked it because she wore a practically skin tight suit the entire time" Kk says laughing at me

"Nah the plot was so good bro like come on"

"Mhm WE know the plot was good but I looked over at you a couple times during the movie and you were locked out on the plot" Ice says

"OH MY GOD she looked like that TikTok sound thats like blah blah proper names place names backstory stuff" Azzi says laughing

"Okay maybe you guys are right but I payed attention to most of the movie. Not my fault she's so fine"

3 months ago;

"Ok so boom! I brought trufru for you Paige!" Kk says when she enters my room where we're all hanging out

I barely even register her though because im scrolling on my phone and am currently on a search rabbit hole of Josephine Carter clips and edits. I feel a dip in the part of the bed next to me and know it's Kk that just threw herself onto my bed with Azzi and Carol.

"Watching edits of yo bae?" Kk ask me looking over my shoulder

"Im deep into this search rabbit hole"

"P you've been starring at your phone like a little kid at Christmas for 20 minutes" Azzi says

"yeah whatever" I say as I switch back to my fyp with Kk still looking over my shoulder. But even when I switch back every other video is an edit or clip of Josephine

"BRO SHE'S ALL OVER HER FYP TOO" Kk says

the night of the interview;

I watched the interview live obviously, I always do.

She knows me. The Josephine Carter said she watches women's basketball and that she likes uconn.

"SHE KNOWS WHO I AM"

everyone in the room turns to look at me confused.

"Paige who or what are you talking about?" Jana asks confused

"Josephine Carter... SHE DID THIS INTERVIEW AND SAID SHE WAS A FAN OF US OF UCONN OF ME LOOK OH MY GOD"

I hand them my iPad for them to watch for themselves and quickly grab my phone and open TikTok where people already started tagging me in clips of her.

"OOOO P looks like you're her favorite for the same reason she's yours!" azzi says smiling at me

"This is actually the greatest day of my life"

Today;

I see her name pop up on Kk's phone requesting to be on live. Oh my god oh my god ohmyogd this isn't real I mean I know she's a fan after last night but she's actually a fan if she's on our live right now. I can feel myself blushing so hard knowing she's watching me and I cant do anything to stop it.

Kk added her to the live and I tried to talk but no words come out, she's so beautiful and her voice and her sense of humor everything about her is so perfect I forgot how to speak a couple times.

She leaves the live and goes to walk her dog but I see she followed both me and Kk on instagram. We immediately follow her back and I dm her.

Suddenly I have this new found confidence now that I remember I actually have rizz.

'So im fine shyt?'

its lighthearted because kk practically exposed me on live on how obsessed with her I am but she also exposed herself last night on the tonight show so I think we're pretty even right now.

25 minutes later I get a reply. not that I was counting how long it had been or anything.

'ok bro u know ur fine shyt or u wouldn't be talking like this'

'nah but srsly u comin to a game or what?'

'I want to but honestly id only go to the final four game'

'so what ur sayin is that if I win a natty I can finally see u in person?'

'yeah thats the requirement'

'alr but if ima be winning a whole championship JUST to see you then your gonna let me take you out after'

'ill go out with you. but only if you win'

'oh ima win the natty...then the girl'

Josephine pov:

ive officially died and gone to heaven because there's no way the finest woman ive ever seen is talking about wanting to take me out on a date after winning herself the championship her team deserves.

There's actually no fucking way.

time skip to sweet 16 game;

Me and Paige have texted non-stop. We FaceTime everyday multiple times a day and fall asleep while on the phone too. We've been talking since the end of February and I really want to see her.

Over the course of us talking these past weeks ive also become well aquainted to her teammates / best friends. I get along with them and we reply to each other stories now and everything.

That's why I asked Azzi if it would be crazy to buy tickets to see the Sweet 16 game. She said it was a great idea and even insisted I take her extra court side ticket so I could have a good view. She made a joke about how I wear contact and that my prescription was so strong that even with them on I still wouldn't be able to see Paige from any other seat. She kinda had me there.

Paige didn't see me at first. She was so locked in and was playing so good. It was insanely hot watching her in her element. Obviously Ive watched her play over the year of watching Uconn but seeing it in person is a whole different thing.

At halftime Azzi told me to go to the tunnel so there I was standing when Paige came back out from the locker room by Azzi pushing her. Paige was about to complain and say something but the second she saw me she instantly dropper her attitude with Azzi and gave me the biggest hug ever.

"you came?"

"I had nothing better to do on a Tuesday night then see my favorite teams game"

"I dont even know what to say im so glad you're here and that I get to see you're pretty face in person finally"

"My pretty face? Paige you look so good when you're locked in, it should be illegal"

Paige laughed lightly at my comment then tells me she's gotta get back but that we'll talk after. She says something about having to turn it up a notch now that she knows her girl is here making me and Azzi, who's been waiting to say hi to me herself, laugh. I hug Paige goodbye and then say a quick bye to Azzi as well before going back to my seat.

Paige really does turn it up and end up with a new career high at the end of the night. 19 points in like 5 minutes before she gets subbed out because they're so ahead. Woah. Obviously she's Paige Bueckers. Talented, Amazing, Passionate, but tonight was a whole different level and it was incredible.

Later she finds me and we all go out with the team to celebrate their win. A few of them bring their girl friends too who I meet and really end up liking Aubrey girlfriend. We all party and have fun until Paige came back to the booth where I was sitting with Ice, Carol, Kk, and Azzi, we were all tired from dancing and our feet were hurting by now.

"Hey ma you having fun?" Paige asks me putting her dirty Shirley down to slide into the both next to me.

"Yeah but my shoes were just making my feet hurt so I had to sit down" I say glaring down at my feet

"c'mere" she said grabbing my feet and putting them in her lap then using her hands to rub soothing circles into my legs

the rest of the night was like that mostly. Paige didn't have to do anything the next day and I had an open 2 weeks until I started filming in Dallas for 10 months for a new movie.

We played in bed and doordahsed some wingstop and talking about everything from how proud I am of her for her 40 points to how draining it can be to pack up my life for months at a time having to restart with every project I do.

timeskip to draft (im so lazy sorry guys);

They won. Uconn finally got their storybook ending and more importantly my lovey amazing girlfriend Paige Bueckers got hers. Now we're here at the draft sitting at her table with her family. I thought the purple set was bad but when she came out in the all black suit I knew I was done for. The DEEP slit has me salivating to the point where im sure people at home have already clipped the way im practically eye fucking her right now but can you blame me?

She;s going to go as first pick in the draft. FOR THE DALLAS WINGS. to say im so excited is an understatement. The second her name got called our plan solidified. I was going to be living in Dallas for at least the next 10 months for a movie am going to start soon. But my agent called saying that they want me to do a series that got picked up. Which is also filmed in Dallas. Adding a year to my timeline. At first I was scared to tell Paige I was going be moving to Dallas Texas.

My lease for my apartment in New York was almost up so It's the perfect time right now. But since she will officially be living out there now too. It ended up working out perfectly.

Paige pov;

Me and Josephine are both moving to Dallas. I can help but think god has had the way I feel right now planned out for me. After everything I;ve endured. The way I feel right now is worth it. National Champion with my best friends in the world, #1 pick in the draft just like ive always dreamed, and moving to a new city would have been a bit sad compared to alll this but my girlfriend has to move there too. I cant help but Thank God for that stupid interview.

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sorry for the rushed ending I lowk lost motivation but hope you guys enjoyed!

Im thinking about writing an actual series soon so lmk if u have any idea for it in the comments

athletic trainer reader?? Hopkins P?? Lmk!!

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Chapter 1

the beginning to an end

"{name}! my little darling its time to wake up!" a women in her late 30's said brushing the hair out of her 12 year old's face. "momma" {named} whine. "oh hush we have an exciting day planned my sweet come on up up" the mom exclaimed excitedly. indeed it was an exciting day, a kids dream day, staying out of school, getting to eat all the junk food you wanted. going to the park then the aquarium, then the movies. no kid would be none the wiser that bad news was coming. why would they worry? they just had the best day of their life. no bad news could ruin that. but it did, even if momma didn't want it too. "what do you mean your sick? you'll get better right?" {name} asked worried. "I'm afraid its too late my dear." she said brushing you hair out your eyes. "I'm going for a walk. " you said slamming your hands down on the table and running out the house. "{name}!" your mom called worriedly. but you ran to far to hear her, you were quiet walking along the dirt road, kicking up rocks as you did so. "seems like someone is having a rough day" said a gruff voice. you turned to see a stranger behind you. you stayed quiet studying the man Infront of you.

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"what not going to say anything how rude" the man laughed. you stayed quiet. "mmm your a tough one aren't you?" he chuckled, "your momma raised you right." he said that gained a reaction. you narrowed your eyes at him. " momma's the best." you said. "yea~ to bad about that sickness in her body" he said. you huffed ready to walk away from him. "what if i told you i could talk all that sickness away? for a price?" the man said smirking as he saw you freeze. "you magic? " you asked. "smart kid, arent cha?" he drawled and walked up to you. "what do you want?" you asked. "Ah straight to the point. simple kid, you become a justice bringer for me.~ you catch bad people and bring their souls to me. in return i make your mommy all healthy again." he said showing off all his teeth in a creepy smile. "i do this and you make momma better?" you asked raising a brow. "i swear it. " he said putting his right hand over his heart and raising his left as in promise. you thought for a moment looking at the man and thinking of you mom. "then its a deal" you said holding your hand to the man. then man chuckled shaking your hand before bursting into fits of laughter and disappearing right in front of your eyes.

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you entered your home quietly seeing you mom sleeping at the dinning room table. you gently shook her awake. "momma im sorry for running off but lets get you in bed. " you said, you mom woke up with a jolt but calmed her self seeing it was you. she followed you to her room as you helped her into bed. "dont worry momma i have hope. youll be better before you know it and we wont worry about your nasty sickness ever again." you said to her. she smiled at you softly. brushing your hair off your face for the last time. "sleep with me?" she asked. "of course mommy" you said getting to bed behind her and hugging her tight. "see you tomorrow" you said. "see you tomorrow love" she said softly before going to sleep. you followed right after. that night was the last night you spoke to you mom and saw her. for the the morning you woke up it seemed the world knew what had been lost, and seemed to cry for the loss of you mom. you cried as well, screaming and cursing at the man for lying to you, screaming at your self for believing a stranger. you called the police after an hour off mourning, they didn't show up till another hour. downside of living on the outskirts of Gotham. you watched as the wheeled away your moms body. a police officer named Gordon stayed beside you. he talked to you but you weren't listening. 'what was going to happen to you now? you had no other family other than you mom.' the police man Gordon took you too his police department. he was trying to figure out if you had other family members to rely on, wasn't till 45 mins later. Gordon informed you had a father. a dad? you had a dad? but you didn't hold on to much hope, if you had a dad. why wasn't he with you and mom? when it came time for your father to come pick you up. he didn't have the decency to show up himself. a butler named Alfred did. you decided that you liked Alfred more then you father. when you did show up to your new "home". that when you met him, Bruce Wayne your father. your mom said to never trust a rich man and you didn't. he didn't give you a reason to he brushed you off. that left you with Alfred who showed you the whole house. and your new room.

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You didn't sleep well your first night in the manor, or any other night and didn't realize things were about to get worse over the years.

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