#he makes me happy + he's a little shit i love him so much

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LADS Headcanons Pt 2!!!

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Wooooo! Part two baby! I’m so happy you guys loved my last headcannon post!!! I hope you like this one as well!!!

Xavier:

. Says wholesome stuff in the most fucked up way possible.

. “I just wanna carve out a hole next to your heart and squeeze in it.”

. “I wanna live in your lungs so I can be the air that you breathe.”

. “The stars look gorgeous in your eyes, I wanna pluck them out and frame them.”

. Says this shit with the most innocent face.

. You made a smiley face on his pancakes once and he refuses to eat them without a smiley face on them.

. Absolutely thinks your mad at him when you don’t put a smiley face on his pancakes.

. Make it a frowny face and he knows he fucked up.

. I read somewhere that he mostly sleeps on his stomach and he most definitely sleeps with his butt semi in the air.

. Mostly it’s from a stray pillow that somehow managed to get under his hips.

Zayne:

. Obsessed with your heart in a wholesome way.

. He’s scared of not finding the cure for you so he constantly tries to feel your heartbeat.

. Hand pressed against your chest, your back, pulse points on your wrist and neck he just wants to make sure it’s beating.

. Let him sleep with his head on your chest so he can hear your heartbeat and he’ll truly relax.

“Just need to make sure you’re ok.”

. Has chilled sodas with his hands for Xavier.

. Bought those hand warm up bag things once.

. Now a cabinet fully stacked with them.

. Has a ton of onesies hidden somewhere in his closet.

. I think he adores jams, specifically strawberry and peach jams.

Rafayel:

. Much like how I think Zayne’s hand will be naturally cold, Rafayel’s hand would be naturally warm cause y’know, fire.

. Very sensitive when it comes to the cold, always has his studio at like 72 degrees.

. Hates winter just cause of the cold.

. I like to think his legs would be strong as hell.

. “Hey MC! Wanna see me crush a watermelon between my thighs?”

. Solid abs and strong core too cause of how mermaids swim.

. Legs are definitely more sensitive cause he’s used to having a tail and now the sensations are doubled.

. Does that fire trick thing you see where it looks like he breathes fire.

. Has almost burned his hair while doing said trick.

. I personally think that this mermaid boy can’t handle eating oysters.

Sylus:

. Can’t ice skate for shit, always falls on his ass.

. Holds a lot of respect for Zayne since the man is your doctor.

. I think he does little annoying things but isn’t aware of it cause nobody has ever told him.

. Let’s be honest no one wants to go up to this crime overlord and be like “Hey, your finger tapping is annoying can you please stop?”

. Has a very secret soft spot for Rafayel. Will never admit it, in fact he’ll happily chip off his arm to deny it.

. I like to think that Sylus enjoys spoiling those he’s close with and Rafayel most definitely likes being spoiled.

. It works perfectly.

. Walks around in nothing but a towel to grab your attention.

. Such an attention whore.

. Will cough up blood in the middle of a fight and worry that he isn’t at the right angle to make himself look attractive for you.

Bonus: Luke and Kieran!!!:

. Ok so a very personal headcanon about these two bird babies is that they’re actually brown skinned with gray fluffy hair and red eyes. Maybe it’s cause I’m black and I want to see more people of color in the game which I know is very unlikely, but it’s how I like imagining them.

. I like to think that they’re Aro/Ace cause it’s said they can feel whatever the other is feeling and even see out of each others eyes but we’re not given the limit of that ability but we know they can’t just switch it off.

. It’ll be weird that when your twin kisses his partner and you feel it as well. And very very awkward if it goes farther than that.

. They love pulling pranks on MC, much to MC’s dismay.

. They get overstimulated easily, constantly feeling, hearing, and seeing what your twin sees is a lot.

. Sylus bought them noise canceling headphones and weighted blankets to help them through these rough patches.

. Absolutely love cheese burgers. Luke’s likes his without pickles and Kieran likes pickles on his.

. Secretly feed Mephisto tiny bits of human food like fries and popcorn.

. Can’t sleep in separate rooms from one another.

. They were experimented on so it makes since they will feel most safe when they’re able to see the other and know that they’re close.

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I was bored so I wrote another one :)

They’ve defeated the UD and everyone came out of it okay. A!Eddie has to use a cane some days and O!Steve gets migraines but otherwise they’re fine. Steve helps everyone through their recovery but especially Eddie. This results in them spending a lot of time together and getting closer. Eddie would wish nothing more than to court the shit out of Steve. He’s kind and cute and perfect and adorable and… you get the point. But after about two weeks of Eddie laying in a hospital bed Steve actually told him why him and A!Nancy broke up and how he’s been a little hesitant to get into anything real since then, he just doesn’t want to get his heart broken like that again. 

Once Eddie learns this he has to stop himself from growling every time he sees Nancy (it has only happened twice so far, contrary to popular belief he can actually behave thank you very much). He also realises that if he wants to court Steve he might have to do the dating version of gentle parenting. So. They take things slow. Really slow. Eddie basically just gets to know Steve like a good friend. 

Suddenly nine months have passed, Christmas is over and they’re getting ready to celebrate New Years at the new Byers-Hopper house. Everyone is there and they’re all celebrating that the UD is gone and that they’ll all (hopefully) get a normal year for once. Midnight is getting closer and so is Steve and Eddie. 

While they’re eating dinner they sit next to each other. Bumping shoulders while they clean up. Holding pinkies while they sit on the sofa and Joyce put “1987!” hats on them. Eddie with an arm around Steve’s waist while they’re talking to Robin. Whispering and giggling at each other's jokes. 

Then it’s time to count down until midnight and they’re standing at the back of the room (Eddie still has his arm around Steve’s waist). It’s 10 seconds til the new year when Steve looks at Eddie and says

“Eddie?”

“Yeah?”

Cheering starts up around them. 

“Happy New Year” and Steve kisses Eddie for the first time while their family celebrates around them. When they pull back both of them are blushing. Eddie is a bit shell shocked but once he gets his wits about him he pulls Steve in for another much longer kiss.

Maybe 1987 will be their year

soft slow loving steddie makes me mushy🥺

[m-jelly]

Hii!! Happy Holidays! >.<

In honor of DDD, I'd just love a rough smut fic with Levi! I have no plot in mind, I just wanna see you go all out !! Love your writing and I was surprised to see you have little requests !!

Thank you so much for sending me a request! I'm always excited for them.

New Year discipline

Levi x fem reader

Mafia Levi, romance, married, smut, rough smut, safe words, spanking, oral, possessive Levi, body worship, aftercare.

Levi had to leave the New Year's party for work, but when he comes back to you he sees you welcoming in the New Year talking to another man. Filled with jealousy and wanting the New Year to start with him, Levi drags you off to a spare room and ravages you roughly to remind you and him who you're married to and in love with.

12:05

This wasn't good.

He was supposed to welcome in the New Year with his new wife. It was your first New Year party as a married couple. So, when he came back from a quick task for work, he saw you chatting with another man and smiling just so sweetly.

He knew you would never cheat because you were both so madly in love with each other that you were both pressing on the line of crazy and possibly yandere. However, he was still a little jealous and before he left you two were a little bit horny.

The music around him was loud, the bass turned up and the feelings inside him were strong. Before he knew it he was right in front of you. The cute wide-eyed look you gave him moved his heart, which was then replaced by an adorable smile, he just wanted to kiss you.

You tilted your head in such an adorable way. "Levi, you're back. Welcome back."

He grabbed your upper arm. "I need you. Alone." He pulled you along. "Now."

You squeaked a bit and stumbled behind him. "Levi?"

He glanced back at you. "Peaches."

You felt your heart race. "Peaches? Is that the safe word?"

He saw your eyes light up. "Yes."

"Agreed!"

He yanked you into a spare room full of people's coats, jackets and purses. "You..." He turned to face you. "Kitten. You've been a naughty girl."

You pouted a bit. "What did I do?"

He reached over and grabbed the back of your neck, your hair slightly tangled in his fingers. He pulled your head back a bit as he gazed down at you. "I left you for a small moment and I came back to see you using your pretty mouth to talk to vermin. You welcomed in the new year talking to that little shit."

You mewled a little. "Levi, I didn't mean to. I missed you and he approached me." You nipped your lip. "Forgive me."

"This pretty mouth of yours should be used for me only. Smiling, talking, laughing, complementing, cursing, kissing, biting and sucking." He tilted your head. "Do you understand?"

"Yes."

"Yes, what?"

He watched you lower to your knees. "Yes, what?"

You mewled as you pawed at his trousers. "Yes, Levi."

"So you can be a good girl, huh?"

You undid his belt and dragged his zip down. "How about I show you how my mouth and lips are all yours."

He eyed you as you pulled out his erection. He grunted as you lightly kissed his tip. "Oh?"

You ran your tongue from the base of his cock and ran it along the underside to his tip. "I'll show you I'm yours, my love. I don't care about that man."

He tugged your head back roughly making you moan. "There you go again, talking about another man." He growled. "You thinking about him too?"

You moaned as his tip pressed against your lips. "Levi."

"Open your mouth. I'll give you something to stop you from speaking about another man around me."

You happily opened your mouth and let Levi push his cock into your mouth. As soon as he was in you used your tongue and sucked hard on him. You gripped Levi's hips as he started rocking back and forth into your mouth. The roughness of his actions made you claw at him with pleasure.

Levi panted as he held the back of your head and pumped his cock in and out of your warm mouth. He eyed your cute face to see you were drooling in pure delight. He could see the crazy lovesick look in your eyes, it made him ache with need and love. He snarled a little when you moved your tongue just right.

He grunted a bit. "Look at you. You're starved for my cock. I bet your pussy is dripping wet, huh?" He shivered when you moaned in agreement sending a vibration through him. "Be a good girl for me and I'll fuck you raw and fill you with my cum."

You rubbed your legs together as the aching between your legs started getting stronger. You needed to be a bit naughty so Levi would act. You grabbed his ass roughly and pressed him deep into your mouth, your nose pressed against his pelvis as you nuzzled him a little.

Levi yanked your head back and admired the saliva line connected his cock to your mouth. "Tch, you dirty girl. Stick your tongue out." He watched you do as he asked. "Lick up your mess." He groaned. "Damn, so fucking beautiful."

You licked your lips a little. "No cum for me to drink?"

He grabbed your cheeks with one hand. "No, no, little kitten. I want you to know how much you are mine. So, I'm going to stuff your cunt with cum. I want you to walk around that party with my cum inside you. Then, then you'll understand how you are mine."

You shivered in pleasure. "Yes, Levi."

He yanked you to your feet. "First, I need to punish you for that little incident." He turned you around and pushed you towards the door. "Hands against the door, ass out."

You did as he asked and began shaking in anticipation. "Yes, Levi."

He shoved your dress up and rested it above your bum. He took a moment to admire your ass in your panties. "Such a cute bum." He rubbed it a bit before looping his finger through them and yanking them up to see how wet your panties were. "Mm, what a meal."

You shifted. "C-Careful."

"Careful? Why?" He looked down and saw your lips pop out. "Look at those cute lips."

You clenched up a little. "D-Don't look."

He reached down and rubbed them with two fingers. "Is my kitten telling me not to look at my sexy wife?" He made sure his middle finger rubbed you down the middle. "What a naughty thing." He dragged his fingers up and pressed your opening a little and felt a tiny clench. "You really are starved for me, huh?" He leaned over and whispered against your ear. "Admit it."

You pouted and shook your head. "No."

He chuckled and spanked the lower part of your bum and slightly catching your pussy, right where you loved it most. He enjoyed the blissful moan you let out from the collision. "Admit it." He spanked you over and over. "Come on, kitten."

Your knees buckled a little. "N-No."

He slammed his pelvis against your behind and made sure his still-hard cock lined against your heat. He reached around, yanked your dress and bra down before roughly massaging them. "Tell me how much you want my cock in you."

You rolled your hips so Levi's cock rubbed your pussy. "Y-You looked. I s-said d-don't."

Levi bit your ear. "I can look all I want. You're a goddess." He pulled back a bit, pushed his hands down your hips and made sure your panties went over them allowing him to drag them down. He moved his hips and rested his cock against your ass cheeks. "Kitten, when will you understand how sexy you are." He pushed the panties down a bit. "Wiggle."

You wiggled allowing your panties to drop to the floor. You turned around and pressed your back to the door. "Levi."

He held your waist and leaned closer to your chest. "Yes?"

You cried out as he bit your breast. "A-Ah."

He dragged his tongue over the wound. "Use your words."

You moaned as he sucked on your nipple, his tongue moving over the peak sending a jolt of pleasure to your clit. You tangled your fingers in your man's hair and held him closer. "Mm."

He popped his mouth from you before hungrily diving for the other. He growled against your nipple sending another pulse of euphoria to move through you. He kissed up your chest to your neck and sucked a mark on you. "Still no words."

You huffed. "It's hard when you're licking me and biting me."

He kissed you and hummed. "Excuses." He held his dick and tapped his tip against your pussy lips. "Now, talk."

You wrapped your arms around his neck and hid your face. "I need you. I need you inside me. Please, Levi."

"Good girl." He picked you up. "Little help?"

You took him and pressed the tip into you. "Got it."

He slammed deep into you making you scream out. "Mm, what a perfect little pussy you have. Now, make sure you scream loudly with pleasure. I want everyone to hear you over the music."

You gripped Levi's back as he pounded roughly into you and panted right against your ear. Your whole body flushed at hearing his soft whimper-like moans. He might have dominated you often, but his moans were always so cute and delicious to you and they were yours.

You shifted in his arms a little as the cool kiss of the door on your back made your skin prickle. Your eyes rolled back into your head as the pleasure burned through every inch of you. Levi's cock stretched you just right and kissed every inch of you. He seemed like he was made to fit you perfectly.

Levi was lost to his primal desire and the raw pleasure that was your body. The possessive voice in his head told him to claim you, to remind you that you were all his. The love he had for you was impossible to describe.

His fingers dug into your plump ass cheeks as he bucked up into you. He felt your honey dripping from you near his fingers and he was sure it was all over the floor. Fuck, he loved you so much. He shifted you up the door a bit and sucked at your neck and shoulder.

He pulled back and panted. "Touch yourself."

You carefully reached down and felt your arm get a little trapped from your bodies, but you were determined to do as your husband said. You reached past your clit and touched a bit where Levi's cock was ploughing itself in and out of you. You just wanted to feel how he moved in and out of you with your hand, just for a moment.

Levi chuckled. "Naughty girl."

"You f-feel g-good."

"So do you, my darling kitten."

You reached up and moved your fingers against your clit. "A-Ah."

Levi grunted when you clenched around him. "Ngh, fuck."

Your toes clenched tightly as you felt your coil tighten. "Levi, I." You gasped when you felt the snap and you felt it hard. "Sh-shit."

Levi gasped. "Fuck." He moved as best as he could, but your falls fluttered and massaged him so good. He slammed in deep and came hard deep into you, his hot thick cum pumping into the deepest parts of your pussy. He moaned your name against your ear. "Ha, ha, mm."

You held Levi as your body twitched and spasmed. "Mm." You shivered as you felt the heat of his cum inside you and his cock twitch. "Levi."

He pulled back a bit and smiled. "Told you I'd fill you."

You giggled and kissed him. "You're always a man of your word. Levi, I love you so much."

"I love you too." He dragged himself out of you and sat you on the coats covering the bed. "Let me get your underwear." He tucked himself away and ran over to your discarded panties. "Got them." He hurried back, helped you slip them on and pulled you to your feet. "Oh, not a drop spilt out of you."

You smiled with pride. "I'm a good girl, I keep all my possessive husband's cum inside me. It's been nicely added to the load from this morning and the other from this afternoon." You wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed him. "Thank you." You purred. "Can I get more later?"

"You know you can." He massaged your bum. "You can have as much as you like." He pulled back and helped you fix your bra and dress. "Let's get you a drink, okay?"

You stumbled a little. "Oh, shit."

Levi held you close. "Hold onto me, okay? I'll take care of you."

"Thank you."

He guided you out of the room and saw a few people near the door blushing hard. He smirked a bit because one of them was the man who flirted with you when he came back, meaning he'd looked for you and now he knew you were very taken.

Levi took you to the bar and ordered something non-alcoholic for you and a few snacks. "Here, kitten. Drink." He smiled when you gulped down the drink. "Careful." He wiped your face after. "Good girl. Eat something too." He picked up a snack. "Here."

You hummed as Levi fed you. "Thank you."

"Let's go sit down. I'll massage your legs." He caressed your cheek. "We can go home if you want? You must be tired."

You gulped. "I'm a little tired and I want pizza."

He picked you up making you giggle. "Whatever you want, my darling wife." He walked with you. "I love you so much. I adore you."

You giggled. "I love you too."

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Catered Audience- Pt. 3

Spencer Agnew x f!Reader

2.2k words

( ᴅᴍ ᴏʀ ᴄᴏᴍᴍᴇɴᴛ ғᴏʀ ᴛᴀɢ :] )

slow burn-ish, fluff, mutual pining, all that shit

part 1 part 2

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You were honestly surprised by the amount of friends you’d made just from catering for Smosh. At Mythical you had a few people you’d stop and chat with casually, just regular small-talk stuff. But every time you showed up here you seemed to make at least a few new friends, the kinds of friends you could actually see yourself hanging out with regularly.

That day, you had caught some guy inspecting the order receipt. Thinking you’d messed up, a conversation started and soon enough it was casual chit chat, something like what old friends would do. He said his name was Alex, a good friend of Kiana who had apparently brought you up one or twice in conversation the last little while. He was happy to answer your somewhat silly questions about what his job was like as you finished up your work, but a question of his own stopped you in your tracks.

“Have you seen the little moments of fame you’ve had on the channel lately?”

He brought it up as casually as you would the latest news report or a change in the weather, but the topic had your heart beating a little faster. “I think it’s absolutely hilarious, and between you and me I did think that Spencer guy was super funny!” 

You lean on your cart as you bring Spencer up, the truth was that you’d been watching Smosh in the background during all your cooking lately, primarily videos where he’d been present. That was only a little bit on purpose. “I mean like- in the video I watched you guys film. I love Limp Bizkit, so the impression killed me. And he was so funny and full of energy, even if he sucked at darts! I was cheering for him the whole time, even though it was pretty obvious he wasn’t gonna win-” You cut yourself off suddenly, realizing you’d started to ramble about a guy you’ve never met to a complete stranger.

Alex, sensing he’d really caught your attention, proceeded to hype Spencer up. Coolest guy in the office, super nice, super fun to be around. Absentmindedly, he crumpled and uncrumpled the catering receipt in the pocket of his jacket as he spoke. You were pretty much hooked on every word, all the while trying and failing to keep a casual look about the whole thing. “It’s pretty impressive, you know. The amount of credit you’re getting without even being in the studio. If people didn’t already know you for the bangin’ food they definitely know you now…” He says, and you sense a small ulterior motive behind his words.

“Hell, you could come to the office Christmas party and nobody would even bat an eye…” He says slyly, sipping his drink as wheels turn in your head.

“Uh… I dunno about that much, hm. Wouldn’t want to cause a fuss or be out of place or anything…” You say, the social anxiety already creeping up on you. What would you even say? What would you do? Who would you talk to? What would you wear? You noticed your hands moving a little more quickly and messily as you packed everything up, barely listening as he continued. “I’m sure everyone would be happy to see you, you know. No pressure or anything, just an idea.”

He left the room after dropping that idea, leaving you alone with your thoughts. The idea of being nothing more to Smosh than a one-off joke was a little saddening, especially after enjoying conversations with people as much as you had. Fading to the background now would mean likely losing a lot of that interaction, but the alternative was arguably worse, crashing a company Christmas party and hoping people like that plan. If they didn’t… well, the idea sent a shiver down your spine.

You spent the next few weeks as usual, scolding yourself internally as the christmas party came to your mind more than a few times. You busied yourself in your work, prepping excessively and way too far in advance, just as an excuse to give your mind something to do other than think about it.

In one of the videos you watched as you worked, a ‘who knows me best’ starring Spencer, Angela mentioned you again. You refused to look at the screen, not even wanting to see how anyone reacted, but like any other video it was only minutes before you were rewinding the video, pausing and zooming and analyzing people’s reactions to you. Giggles were audible behind the camera and Angela had a big shit-eating grin on her face, but Spencer was what you really cared about. 

The way he pursed his lips, shoulders shaking to give away his quiet chuckle before he finally broke into a small smile. You told yourself the light blush across his cheeks was the lighting, and forced your eyes away. Back to work, a blush forming on your own cheeks as you continued.

As you finally sat down on the couch, you felt your phone buzz from your pocket. Fishing it out, an email from Smosh was the first thing you saw. You immediately perked back up, despite your exhaustion. and cracked open a redbull. A gigantic and fairly extravagant order, definitely meant for the holiday party. You were surprised at the quality of the ingredients they were springing on, nothing like golf leaf or caviar but a lot of high-ticket products that made you cringe when sending over the price quote. 

Within minutes they had agreed without protest, and the redbull had already been downed. You decide against watching any more Smosh for your mental health’s sake, so you throw on some vinyl and get to work.

After a few days of non-stop work, you were glad to have a regularly scheduled dinner delivery to Smosh, as a break from being alone and doing nothing but baking. The christmas party order had an insane amount of sweets, so you’d been making plenty of cakes, cookies, squares, bars… thinking about it too long makes your head hurt.Wheeling your cart into the studio as usual put a smile on your face quickly though, as you immediately met Angela’s eye.

“What’s for dinner today?” She asks, falling into step with you as she attempts to peek under the foil of the containers. “At least let me put them on the counters first!” You giggle, quickening your pace a little to tease her. “Whatever it is, it smells so good…” 

As the two of you walk along and chat, you lock eyes with the same guy you’d met last time. The one who suggested you come to the christmas party, Alex. He smiles, waving to you and Angela. “What’s up? Did you convince her to come yet?” “Come to what?” Angela asks. “I just tracked her down now, haven had time to ask anything yet…” She adds mischievously, a smirk on her face.

“I just meant the christmas party” Alex returns pointedly. It felt like there was something in this conversation you couldn’t fully understand, but you didn’t have time to ponder this as Angela’s hand shot to your shoulder, an excited glint in her eye. “You gotta come, it’ll be so fun! The girls are planning matching outfits and there’s always great drinks and people and something crazy always happens, it’s such a good time…” She continues her rant on and on until you’ve got all the food set up and people start making plates. The only thing that seemed to stop her tirade was the idea that something would run out before she’d get to eat.

You sigh and lean against the wall, finally having a moment of peace. You still found it to be a horrible idea, like crashing a party you weren’t meant to be at. Alex seemed to read your mind, leaning next to you.

“She has a point, somewhere in all that rambling. People would love to have you there, but… no pressure.”

He seemed apprehensive at the end of the statement, pondering something to himself before deciding to stay quiet. Needing to break it, you voiced your own opinion.

“It’s just so foreign to me, I guess. I’m not technically part of the company, or really ever been part of a company. It’s always just been me working for me, I have no clue how to act at a work party. It’s not my party to go to, and it’d just be too… weird.”

To your surprise, Alex didn’t argue your opinion. Just nodded and shrugged. “You’re not weird. Nobody would think you’re weird. From what I've seen, you have a knack for getting people to favour you, especially when you throw in a freebie with the order.”

With that strange anecdote he left the room casually, leaving you to think. What did he mean? At least it was good that people liked you but what freebies had you-

oh.

oh.

Why the fuck did he know about that???

You were a little glad he had left the room and wasn’t witnessing your little freak out, packing your things quickly and getting out of there as fast as possible. Selina caught you by the door before you can leave, your frazzled expression worrying her. “Who is Alex… close friends with?” You ask awkwardly as she tries to get you to spill whatever is on your mind. “Ah, he’s a super friendly guy but he’s definitely closest with Spenc-” “Nope!” You cut her off blankly, carting your shit out of the building without explanation leaving poor Selina confused and worried for you.

Alex must’ve talked to Spencer about you. Spencer must’ve talked about you to Alex. He took that receipt. How much does he know? What is there to know at all? Why did you tell Alex, a whole stranger that much the other day? You stand in front of your car door, weighing your options.

You could storm back in there, track him down and make him swear to secrecy. Search his office for the receipt, and threaten him for any information he had about you.

You could… drive all the way to Canada, change your name and start a new life?

You could grab a pint of ice cream and watch movies alone on your apartment until you fall asleep…

You went with the third option.

Ben and Jerry weren’t the best at giving advice but they sure did provide a comfort that you needed, until your phone buzzed with a instagram DM from Selina checking in. You assured her you were fine, but she wanted to know more. Within minutes you caved and sent paragraphs upon paragraphs of everything, from initially seeing Spencer to making the stupid cupcake to Alex and the receipt to the christmas party, and all Selina had to say in response was… laughing emojis. You threw your phone against the wall and fell asleep promptly.

Soon enough, it was the day of the christmas party and you were in a bit of a craze from all the cooking and baking you’d been submerging yourself in to forget about your feelings. You couldn’t help but feel proud as you looked over the vast expanse of food you’d made, the intricate and huge gingerbread house the star of the show. 

Once everything was packed into your car, you felt a slight pang of dread. It would be the first time going back to Smosh since Alex’s little comment and your realization that Spencer probably knew more about you than you thought, but you quickly shook the feeling away. You had planned for this, it would take you a long time to set everything up at the venue so you’d given yourself plenty of time, enough so that you would be out the door and gone before any partygoers even show up. Keys in ignition and brave face on, you headed out.

The venue was just as extravagant as the catering order. It took you a few trips to get everything in, the only other person already there was Ian himself, and you insisted you didn’t need his help bringing things in. You hadn’t had the chance to speak with him much prior, but he was really nice and very complimentary to your work, especially the gingerbread house and gingerbread cookie of himself. You were having a great time talking to him, pleasantly surprised with his interest in the process of making everything, until you were tackled from behind with a hug.

“Thank God you decided to show!” Shrieked a voice so energetic it could only be Angela’s. “I knew you would, I did! I should have got you the dress to match, shit! This is gonna be so fun, don’t even worry-”

Ian looked at you confused as you gently pried her off, trying to quiet the excitement down so you could get going. “Show… for what?” He asked, catching Angela’s attention. “The party! I told her to come but she insisted she wouldn’t, but I think Alex changed her mind…” 

“Um, no. Sorry… I was just dropping the stuff off…” You interject awkwardly, gesturing to the tables of food and dessert you’d just finished arranging. Ian took the brief silence as an opportunity to make you an offer that had your stomach dropping.

“Whatever we’re paying you for all this food definitely isn’t enough. The least I could do is let you eat some of it! Since it seems you’re friendly with the cast, it only makes sense.” He says casually, a completely oblivious smile on his face.

The only thing worse than intruding on a party was rejecting an invite once you’re already there. With Angela looking at you so hopefully and Ian sharing such a gracious offer, you really couldn’t say no without being insanely rude, so you nodded and smiled, your brain going haywire.

“Thanks, I hope I'm dressed okay, I really didn’t plan on staying…” You smooth your slightly wrinkled shirt down before Angela places a hand on yours. “Have you ever seen our costume department?”

The grin on her face tells you that you would be seeing it soon.

(A/N- ɪ ᴘʀᴇᴡʀᴏᴛᴇ ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴛᴏ sᴇᴇ ɪғ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ғᴡ ᴛʜɪs ! ɪ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴡʜᴇɴ ɴᴜᴍʙᴇʀs ɢᴏ ᴜᴘ sᴏ ɪғ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴs ɪʟʟ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ ᴍᴏʀᴇ! ɢɪᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴀ ʙɪɢ ᴊᴜɪᴄʏ ᴋɪss ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴍᴍᴇɴᴛs ᴏʀ sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ )

[5targh0st]

NUMBER ONE GIRL

38. feeling feelings (written)

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As cliché as it sounds, before meeting you, Yeonjun never actually thought about the consequences of his actions. After the incident with Minho, he only cares about having a good time and surrounding himself with pleasure and excitement so he could drown his pain. At some point, he actually stopped feeling hurt and started enjoying the parties, the drinks, and the girls. All the attention and praise he got made him feel part of everyone else, as if he was no longer an outsider. However, at the same time, all of that made him seem unreachable for most people. It was perfect; he got to enjoy the mundanity of it all while protecting himself from yet another heartbreak. But then it wasn't...

Meeting you is the best thing that could have happened to him. Yes, you were broken, but you both have been trying to build each other back up and make something real out of it. He's happy. When he's with you he forgets the past, and then it reaches him and makes him doubt. His insecurities drag him down and scream at him how he's not enough. He wasn't enough back then and he's even worse now.

"Wanna talk about it?" You ask while running your fingers through his hair, something you just learned helps him relax.

"I have to." His voice is merely above a whisper but is enough to make you shiver. Sure, you've cuddled and shared a bed before, but he's never exactly been this close to you. Every breath he takes tickles your neck and makes you want to have him even closer.

"You don't have to do anything you don't want."

"I do want to tell you but for now let me stay like this a little longer." He feels so small and yet so safe. Has he ever been held like this? Maybe his bar is also on the floor.

"Whatever you need."

He wakes up in the middle of the night without being able to remember when he fell asleep. Your arms are still around him and you're still playing with his hair.

"Why are you still awake?"

"I'm not tired, it's not even midnight." He can hear the smile. "Had a good nap?"

"Absolutely, you're the best pillow ever." He wraps his arms around your waist and brings your bodies closer.

"Charming as ever, I see."

You stay like that for a little while, just bathing in each other's presence and warmth. He's scared to even breathe too loud and bursting this bubble of peace and comfort. He has to, though.

"I'm sorry," he starts and before you can protest he continues. "I know you think I don't have to apologize but I need to. You've been going through some messed up shit because of me and you don't deserve to. And maybe you didn't want to make me feel bad or whatever but you should've told me.

I'm not mad, though. If anything I just feel grateful that you thought about me even in that overwhelming situation. But this also made me realize how much more you deserve. I can't change my past and I can't promise you people are just gonna leave us alone, they have the right to feel whatever they're feeling after all.

What I can promise is that I'll do everything in my power to make you feel confident in this relationship. You have nothing to worry about. I'll try even harder."

"Yeon-"

"Please, let me finish. I'll make us work. But, if you have already decided this is too much and you don't wanna go through the hassle I also understand that. You didn't sign up for this kind of harassment after all. I'll stay away if that's what you want. I'll even give you space to think about it."

He sounds so defeated. He told you he had issues, you just didn't realize how deep his insecurities run.

"There's nothing to think about," your voice remains calm. "I want to be with you. It's not a hassle and you're not too much. I'll be happy to walk with you and make this work."

He doesn't say anything, he just buries his face in the crook of your neck and holds you even tighter. He even sheds some tears but you don't notice, and if you do you don't comment on it. Is this what love feels like?

notes:

I love them so much

beomgyu adores yn because she makes yeonjun happy but he's never saying that out loud

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[thesassypadawan]

I Want A Hippopotamus For Christmas (Scott x ChubbyFemReader)

Summary:  Yes, granted, you’re a bit ditzy at most of the times.  So when your boyfriend says that he only wants one thing for Christmas this year, you're bound and determined to give it to him…in a big way!  Stuffing yourself with all kinds of sweet treats and high calorie foods while he’s away at college; fattening up, transforming yourself into a perfect hippo hero.  At least, that’s what you think he was going for…that he wasn’t being sarcastic at all.

Warnings: 18+ (mdni), because there’s sooo much of the smut.  Missionary (with them legs up in the air, like you just don't care), a few harsh pet names, mentions of wanting to fatten/knock up reader, and…Scott's big, fat cock.  (Pretty Baby is aged up for this, early 20s)

Notes:  Happy Holidays, lovelies!  Welcome to track six of my special holiday mix, I Want A Hippopotamus For Christmas! ❤️💚

- “Fuck…fuck…”  Bottoming out, Scott groans.  The sound low, gruff.  Emanating from the depths of his toned chest.  “Didn’t think…shit…”  While big hands squeeze, grip your wide hips a bit tighter.  Supple, pillowy flesh overflowing.  Spilling out between the gaps of his long fingers.  “Didn’t think you’d take me seriously when I…”

- Laying beneath, chunky legs tossed…thrown up over his broad shoulders.  Your such a pretty, little mess.  With lips swollen from his rough, hungry kisses.  Eyes scrunched, adverted and looking away in embarrassment.  Chubby cheeks shining from the remnants of hastily wiped tears.  Hiccupping and babbling weakly, words nearly incoherent.  “I-I know.  Went to-too far.  Turned myself in-into a literal-”

- “Shut…up…”  Lewd squelches of juices.  Gasping mewls of flustered, pleasurable pain.  The soft crack, slap of a firm yet gentle blow landing on your bruised love handle.  Ring out, fill the vanilla scented air of your tiny apartment.  “Shut up…stupid…”

- Wasting no time, he quickens his pace.  Bullying your cute cunt with his fat length, bulbous tip roughly kisses that sweet spot of yours.  “Said I don’t wanna doll…”  Your loving  boyfriend puts his weight behind each strong, powerful thrust.  Causing your now softer, fuller body to ripple and jiggle.  Bounce like the perfect ball that you’ve transformed yourself into.  “No stupid, dinky tinkertoy…”

- Warm palm trails, descends your thick thighs.  Kneading and fondling your ample bottom.  “Wanna hippo to play wit…”  Fingertips swirl around, dip slightly into those delectable dimples.  Before settling, pushing on your round tummy.   “Enjoy…”

- Squirming, you whimper meekly.  Feeling how deep he’s buried, the pressure of him baring down on your not so tiny paunch.  “Mmmh, but ya know what…”  Gummy walls fluttering and clenching.  Burning from the stretch, from the continuous barrage and onslaught of blissful abuse.   “Think ya might still be too small for me…”

- Surprised, alarmed squeak bubbles up from your throat.  “Don’t worry gonna fix that though…”  Gaze locks with his, both sets of colored orbs blown wide.  “Gonna stuff ya full…day ‘n night…”  His in feral, raw desire of his fantasy coming to life.  “Wit all sorts of junk foods…”  Yours in shock and awe, arousing intrigue and undeniable rush.  “Wit a brat or two…”

- Soaked core tightens, clamps hard.  Stray drops of slick spurt out, trickle along the curve of your meaty behind.  “Yeah…like that, huh…”  Splatter onto, soiling the festive sheets even further.  Feeble wail, mixed with a muffled moan escapes.  “Want me to make ya into a real hippo hero…”

- Face and body grow flush.  Your tiny fingers wrap, cling to his bulging bicep desperately.  Pearly painted nails sinking, leaving crescent shaped marks behind.  “All big and bloated…”  Trying to anchor yourself from the flood of thoughts.  Images of the fuller future that leave your head spinning, pussy throbbing.  “All helpless and needin’ me for shit…shit…”

- String of needy pleas fly from your lips, accompanied by his endless stream of curses.  “Don’t…fuck…”  Neck strains deliciously, veins pop enticingly.  Boisterous balls slap heavily.  “Don’t worry, dum-dum…”  As his hips slam harshly into you one last time.  Creamy, sticky seed pouring in; painting your insides snowy white, stomach inching a smidge higher into the air.    “Will have ya nice and huge by next year…”

- Panting, sobbing, laughing.  “Then…fuck…”  Skin glistens with a sheen of sweat under the twinkling lights.  “Then I really will have me da perfect hippo fo-for Christmas…”  Lovesick grin adorns Scott’s handsome face, which you can’t help but mimic.  “But, ya know, this is a good star-start…  Just sayin’…”

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[emo-trash101]

since your rodrick request are open

some bf head cannons for him?? 🤗💗

OMG I WOULD LOVE TO DO THIS???? UHM YIPPEE

Rodrick Heffley x Reader

Pronouns: Second person, referenced boyfriend meme but it can be taken in any way

TW: Stinky bro, Greg, uh more stinky

- So first off, general headcannons is he def is like, bisexual. His eyeliner is too good for him to be straight/j

- Also his main love languages are definitely acts of service and touch

- But onto like, genuine relationship thingy

- As much as I love him, he is a stinky little guy dude

- He showers like, once a week maximum, and washes his clothes somehow less. It takes copious amounts of coaxing to get him to start legitimately showering

- He obviously listens to you better than his parents, so he starts showering a little more than he did before (his family thanks you)

- mind you he goes from like, 1 shower a week to 2.5 so I mean progress is progress

- Speaking of his family, Susan loves you regardless of your gender

- She's just glad that someone is getting him to be a functioning member of society instead of a dirty mole rat

- Greg is uh...freaky bro

- he writes about you in his journal (you get ur own goofy stick figure) and either low-key has a crush on you or actually despises you with his entire being

- It depends on if you're a lot like Rodrick or if you have that sweet charm turned on for him family

- Frank is actually terrified of y'all's relationship ending, because he was getting tired of yelling at Rodrick to turn his music down, or clean his room, and you actually get him to do that

- He has a heart attack every time Rodrick does some stupid shit or you both get into a spat

- Luckily apology kisses are an actual thing

- He also is chronically obsessed with PDA

- Whether it's the dining table, living room, school, random store, bro is in contact with you in some way

- He also considers taking you to random places as dates

- For y'all's first date he took you to a random forest and carved your initials into a tree

- And then you both got crappy gas station food and hung out at the park

- You also became manager of the band???

- You literally didn't apply for the position but you have it now

- It causes some... interesting arguments

- Rodrick is possessive, to like a goofy ah degree

- So if any of the band members are checking you out for like, any reason, he's calling them out

- or just loudly playing his drums to annoy the guy away from you

- he gives, I got that dog in me and the dog is a Chihuahua vibes

- but he's sweet with you

- He likes to just lay on your lap and let you play with his hair

- And he kisses kinda low-key bad at first, but he makes up for it with enthusiasm

- He's so happy you're with him, like incredibly happy

- This picture is actually him on a daily basis

- Every time you show up at his house for literally any reason he gets a huge dorky smile on his face and he's just like "Yeah Greg, my partner is here"

- Greg is not amused

- But you are :)

GUYS I PROMISE I LOVE HIM AND HIS STINK IM JUST MEAN 🙏🙏🙏

Anyways make sure you eat food and drink water 🫶

[acesluvrxx]

waiting for aces bday

i love love love love ace likeeee yall js dont fw ace like i do BRUHHHHHHH

anyways!! random essay about MY man bcus i love him and its 2:30 am and im on my period ..

i love you portgas d. ace. i’ve found comfort in you during the hardest moments of my life. you’ve always been there for me. i love everything about you. i cherish everything about you. your questionable choices, your admirable ambition about achieving your goals, your smile, your freckles, your dimples, your hat, the smileys on your hat as well as the red beads, your two belts, your compass watch, your bracelet that looks like a candy cane, that little blue latch on bag around your knee, the thing on ur elbow (what is that) your tattoos your silly little black boots that i wish were at my doorstep already ughhhh literally everythinggg ur so perfect

he’s just so important to me! like i actually cry over him everyday! like right now! im sitting on my bed listening to “boy is mine” by brandy & monica whisper-shouting the lyrics while pointing to my ace shrine! and wishing he was here to comfort me while these cramps make me want to jump!

i want his hands in mine, i want to do that cute thing where we compare hand sizes and have banter like “your hand is so big ace” and he’d be like “nah, yours are just small” ARGHHHH MY HEARTTT I CANT and they’d be all freckled and calloused but still warm bcus hes fireeeeeeeeeeee

why am i lowk spasming ugh I LOVE ACE i love all his outfits too !

and dont even get me started on him as a character like he deserved the best out of the world and js. WHEN I CATCH U ODA. i will defend ace with my life if anyone tries to play w me about him.

like wym he was born to die? no? hes safe at home with me and our 312 babies and one cat? marineford was filler. blackbeard is in hell. so is akainu.

its just. the way words literally can not describe how i feel towards this man like he is the most perfect, finest, handsomest, hottest, charming, fiery, hot-headed, polite, respectful, softie, caring, protective man ever i do not care if its greasy ace, wano ace, older ace, manga ace, treasure cruise ace, horribly 3d animated ace, or boichi ace i see any kind of ace and i’m on my knees begging with my mouth wide open or bent over and legs spread like please baby i can take all of it rough or gentle however you want it i will comply but at the same time i’m so genuinely in love with him like ace altered my brain chemistry because i physically can not find any other man fine.. because they can’t be !! ace IS perfect !! he’s so respectful and fine!! and like bro? his voice is so pretty? he is so slay? like he took out five marine ships with one fire fist? his va also just casually cooks food for the rest of the cast? is there something ace can’t do fr like.. AND OMG I COULD YAP ABOUT HIS PRETTY, SINCERE SMILE ALLL DAYYYY ITS SOOO CUTEE LIKE PLEASEE I BOUGHT THE RING TOO JUST PROPOSE BAE IF U DONT I WILL its so sweet and pretty he’s smiling at me all day i’m smiling back and crying WAHHHHHHHW9HUEHGAEIRHGIUGIDFIGHDIFHIDFHBIRJEGODIBGDKGJD LISTENING TO HIS SONG ON LOOP LIKE BAE?? U SAVED MY HEART?? i just want to cuddle him and hug him and hold him and kiss him and make him feel better about himself bc garp is a bitch?? so is akainu?? everyone’s a bitch except luffy, whitebeard, and sabo pretty much HE DOES NOT DESERVE TO BE HATED ON JUST FOR LIVING LIKE ROGER YO BITCH ASS DID NOT HAVE TO NEGLECT YO CHILD AND PUT THE BURDEN OF BEING YO SON ON HIM SINCE THE MOMENT HE WAS BORN??

i will tell him he’s pretty and that he deserves to be alive and that he’s worth it and whoever shits on him is a piece of shit who don’t know what the fuck they’re talking about !! i want to be there for him and take him on dates and make him happy !! ill become a housewife bae i already got the apron on !! ill cook yo fave food, bathe u, bathe with you, do all of ur hobbies with u, sleep with u like anytime u fall asleep on me or anywhere? bae i have a blanket prepared ill tuck u in make sure u have a good sleep kiss u goodnight every night and tell u how much i love u even if its annoying ace u are my everything idk what to do bc i will not accept anyone else into my life atp.. ace ur my man my only man

i luv u portgas d ace

goodnight every1

[daizedndconfused]

What gifts would you give the ninjago characters? Hope ur having a happy holiday

aww thank you!! i had so much fun haha but let’s get into this

gifts id give the ninja

kai

to be funny id give him like an absurd amount of hair gel with his name and face on it i think it’d be hilarious

as a genuine gift i’d get him fireworks. THIS MAY SEEM ODD BUT HEAR ME OUT. he’s hot headed we all know that and i feel like he’d have so much fun going into the middle of nowhere and lighting a bunch of fireworks

i’d ALSO get him tickets to a rage room. personally i’ve never been to one but k really want to and i think kai would THRIVE. he gets to whack the shit out of things for funsies and LEGALLY!! what could be better??

cole

id get him a record player and some old records to go with it

i’d also get him a new guitar because (again if you read my fics yk how i feel about this) he’s probably been wanting a new one for so long but doesn’t actually ask for one cause they’re expensive (DONT CARE ILL BUY IT!!)

i would get him lego lily flowers because…yk that was his moms name and they’ll never die cause they’re legos

jay

a new video fr or like a gift card for game stores cause he needs to play something new im begging

i’d also get him legos but like i’d get him a really big one that’s at least 1000 pieces cause he goes through that shit sooo fast

anddd id get him a lightsaber because ik he’d have fun with it

zane

to be funny (again cause i’m hilarious) id get him a snow cone maker

as a genuine gift i’d get him a STACK of beautifully bonded classic literature along with some cute sweater cause they’d look good on him ik it

lastly i’m getting him a heated blanket… he’s gotta be tired of being cold all the time just be cozy pleaseeee

lloyd

i’m giving him an entire comic book series (or at least a good chunk cause there’s so many in one series

i’d also give him a cute framed picture of when he was a kid because my poor boy did NOT get enough of a childhood

on that similar note i’d give him things he used to like as a kid like action figures cause he defo collects them

nya

my girl nya gets an old motorcycle that i found for cheap that she can take a part and make better. ik she’ll add whatever the hell she wants to it and make it an absolute MACHINE

i’d also get her a leather jacket with like a little lightning bolt on one sleeve and a drop of water on the other she loves jay after all

again to be funny id get her a do not disturb thing to put on her door cause she needs rest sometimes and ALSO one of those little mini punching bags cause home girl also has some anger issues

[heartsandstars46]

First Christmas

Bf tasm!Peter x fem reader

Reader is stuck spending the holiday with her family, until Peter comes along and creates a special place for their first Christmas.

Some angst (family drama/pressure, feelings of unworthiness and loneliness, parents being disappointing) + fluffy comfort from Peter 🩷

Word count: 1.2k

(Thank you to everyone who voted! 🩷 All of the poll choices ended up in this one lol.)

If you’d been allowed to choose, you would have stayed in the city and spent Christmas with Peter. It was, after all, your first Christmas dating. Instead, due to the unwritten rule that everyone needs to be miserable during the holidays, you were with your family. They didn’t even know Peter existed, and normally, you were fine with that. Once you moved into the city, you felt less and less inclined to open your life up to them.

But you were second-guessing that decision now that you were alone in your childhood bedroom on Christmas Eve. Peter wasn’t answering your texts, which wasn’t exactly unusual for 11:30 at night. He had planned to visit Aunt May and now was probably out saving someone’s life, or at least their holiday. You wished he would come and save you. You felt claustrophobic standing in this time capsule devoted to the girl you used to be, when you’d had no choice but to live in the shadow of your sisters.

You stretched out on your old twin bed and felt tears slipping down your cheeks. Maybe you’d get lucky and cry yourself to sleep. Then, all you’d have to do was get through Christmas and you could go back into the city… back to Peter. 

Your bed started buzzing and your heart leapt. You fumbled your phone out of your pocket.

“Oh, thank god!”

Peter was laughing on the other end of the phone. “Hi.” But his voice kind of echoed….

You crawled out of bed and rushed to the window, and there he was. You flung open the window and practically yanked him inside. 

“Oh my god, am I happy to see you!” You said, throwing your arms around him.

“I would have been here sooner, but I wanted to wait for Aunt May to go to bed. Hey, whoa, what’s wrong? Are you okay?”

You hugged him tight and pressed your cheek against his chest. “So much better now. Wait, so you were planning on showing up here this whole time?”

“That was my hope. One of the perks of the web shooters, baby,” he said, firing an imaginary web at you, like a dork. “Knowing you can get anywhere at any time. Not having to worry about train schedules and taxis and doorbells and unhappy parents who don’t want you showing up looking for their daughter at 11:30 at night.” He smiled. “The web shooters are really revolutionary. I mean, forget apprehending criminals and all that, they just make sneaking into your girlfriend’s room so much easier.” He grinned down at you, you giggled up at him.

“I have never loved dating a science nerd more than at this very moment.”

“Aww!” He kissed your forehead. “So what’s wrong? What happened?”

You sighed. “Nothing, really. Nothing I shouldn’t have seen coming. I’ll just never be as brilliant as my sister the doctor, or as accomplished as my other sister, the professor and mom. ‘When are you going to stop working at that little newspaper and get a real job, honey? You’re so full of potential.’ Oh wait, I’m sorry, ‘were.’ She said, ‘You ‘were’ so full of potential.’” You looked at Peter and then flung yourself on the bed. “That’s my mom—always the best leading actress in a drama.”

Then you bolted upright. “I’m sorry, wow, that was really insensitive. At least I have my parents, like, my god.“ 

Peter sat down next to you, and you touched his cheek apologetically.

“Yeah, but what good is having your parents if they talk shit about you?” Peter shook his head angrily. “So don’t be sorry. I never really considered that my parents would actively tear me down. I was too young to know that was a possibility when they left. They just loved me. Until they didn’t.”

You squeezed his hand. “I know when this has come up before, we’ve talked about them leaving to protect you, and that being a form of love.”

He sighed. “Yeah, I know.”

You looked him in the eye. “But fuck that. They missed out on knowing their amazing, kind, genius of a son, and that is their loss. They are worse off for it.”

He smiled and kissed your hand. “Well, I don’t know what your mom’s deal is, but I know that her daughter is brilliant and gorgeous and funny, and that my life has only gotten better since the day she walked into that ‘little’ newspaper office.”

Your heart did a little flip. “Oh, here.” You scooted over to almost the edge of the bed so he would have room to lie down too.

“Thank you. Tight squeeze, huh? So this is your childhood bedroom?”

“It sure is.”

He looked around and took in the various academic certificates, trophies, and medals. “You’ve got a lot of hardware in here, girl!”

You smiled sadly. “Yeah. It’s amazing what awards can do when you have no self-esteem on your own.” You snuggled up to him and he held you, intermittently kissing the top of your head. “I wish I had a secret hiding place we could go to, to get away from all this stuff, but we’ll never fit in my tiny closet.”

Peter stared at the ceiling, and a smile began to form on his lips. “How would you feel about a canopy?”

“A canopy?”

“Yeah. Can I try something?”

“Sure, go right ahead.”

He squinted at the ceiling above your bed like he was doing equations in his mind, and then he began firing webs until he’d created a web canopy over your bed.  You laughed in amazement and delight.

“Is that okay?”

“It’s the second best Christmas present I’ve gotten—after you showing up here, of course.” You rolled over so you could kiss him, and you lay your head on his chest. “This is the Christmas I wanted,” you whispered. “Just you and me. And, bonus, a protective shield to keep everyone else out!”

Peter laughed. “Well, good. So you gave your parents the Christmas they wanted by coming home, and now you get the Christmas you wanted.”

You sighed. “I can’t wait till the whole holiday gets to be ‘the Christmas I wanted.’”

“We’ll get there.”

“We will?”

“Well, yeah. I’ll make sure of it.” He smiled and kissed you. 

The grandfather clock in your living room started chiming, and you jumped slightly in Peter’s arms. 

“Yikes, I don’t miss that old thing!” You said. “But, on the plus side, it’s officially our first Christmas now.”

You shared several kisses, then Peter asked, “Heyyy, your family doesn’t get up at like 6 AM to open gifts, do they?”

“No, but I can’t make any promises about my niece and nephew.”

“Hmm. Well, even so, I could still stay here for a few hours, if you want.”

You smiled, pulling back the covers so you could both shimmy under them. “I would love that.”

You rolled onto your side, now facing away from Peter, and he wrapped his arms around you and nestled into your back. You loved being held by him so protectively, especially under your secret canopy. The fact that you didn’t have to be someone else or do anything special to become worthy of his love was a year-round gift.

The next morning, you had a hazy memory of being kissed and then rolling over onto Peter’s empty but warm side of the bed. You couldn’t wait to get back into the city that night and jump into his arms again.

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For absolute real dude^ ^

I too wish that the Elite Trine's dynamic was explored more. I hardly see any canon content with em all rlly like, interacting beyond off-handedly. There was a bit of Skywarp in Earthspark, but neither warp or thunder were in TFP or Armada, which is wack. I've kinda mainly absorbed Trine lore from fic content tbh. And my fave artist with the squad is zeropro, and I base their personalities and stuff off that in my brain XD. Warp being the prankster and tryna cope by maybe not taking shit as seriously as they should, and avoidance. Thunder who is also avoidant and quiet type, that is like the rock and isn't thrilled about war. With Star being the ambitious and spicy boio that he is, uses to have more passionate fire before it got corrupted. And the squad rlly has the brother energy of where they pick on each other and all that, where "no one can mess with them like that but me" mood. But then as the fear sunk in, they couldn't stand up for each other anymore, and some level of trust was broken where in the war it became everyone for themselves. Tho I imagine they did still have bias for one another where they /would/ break protocol to help, but might not if Meg drilled into em hard enough.

That's my headcanons at least

Legit, all the higher position opps (star and the waves) really go thru it with being round Megs the most. And seriously- Star sabotaging his relationships constantly pains me so much, like, I jus wanna give him pats. He needs to know that he can let himself give a shit bout ppl- and /not/ mirror Megatron's bs

Yesssss that was so the angle I was thinking with you picking them to be a Medic fr dude^ star so often gets at least a little close with the medics. Kinda like how ppl ship him with knockout in TFP. And I agree, a slow burn instead of an instant thing is the only way for star imo

And saaaammmme he is constantly being rotated in my mind and I SO love to be able to talk analysis junk with peeps X3 his flavor of character is very fascinating indeed. For me, I've had/have peeps in my life where I've been the person to want to help/fix them by being patient as they chug along with their self fulfilling prophecy. Or with a parent who I might be able to /understand/ thru my psych eval bs, yet it's still a long road to them gaining the self awareness and it's a waiting game. So having a character that I can be like, they got issues, and I NEED them to have a good ending of growing past their trauma as like catharsis??? Projecting my own craving for control to have hope and knowledge of how and that it is possible for bitches I care about to be happy and for relationships to be mended and stuff if that makes sense- sudbdjdbdb

I just had a huge realisation yesterday and I wanted to share this after going through some pretty horrible stuff over the weekend: Something I've always asked myself ever since getting into G1 Transformers was "why do you like Starscream so much even though he's a narcissistic bully? Why are you, someone who is a victim of narcissistic abuse, taking comfort in a narcissistic character?" Well, I think I finally figured it out. Because Starscream is also a victim of that very same abuse. I mean, he's beaten, called names, bullied, unappreciated, abused, and put through the wringer…and he internalised all that abuse because he knew no other way. He had no one to turn to, and the few bots who did support him, he treated like dirt. Once he had that freedom and power, he abused it and became the very thing that abused him. I have no doubt he was always self-centred, selfish, had a huge ego, etc. before all that but honestly? I think Megatron's abuse caused him to turn out the way he did. I could have turned out that way and it's a little scary, some of the parallels I'm drawing with him.

@ichbinmeltdown wrote a great analysis on Starscream that I want to share here:

"Megatron was abusive as hell to Starscream. He treated him horribly, and I legitimately almost cried a few times watching it. There's an episode called Starscream's Brigade that introduces the Combaticons, and I think that perfectly demonstrates the cycle of abuse. The entire world is against Starscream at pretty much every turn throughout the series, but none more so than Megatron. Every word out of his speech synthesizer to Starscream is to berate him, and he's constantly throwing him around, beating him, even ripping out his speech synthesizer in a scene from a previous episode (Hoist Goes Hollywood, IIRC). His own teammates don't like him, and even his brothers- Skywarp and Thundercracker, going off of the idea they're brothers- just... allow Megatron to abuse him. (Not to get into headcanons here, but I personally believe that Megatron's abuse fractured the Elite Trine's family dynamic. They are still brothers and love each other, but they're all too afraid of Megatron to really... stand up for each other as they did in the past.) And Starscream seemed to just snap in this episode. He treated the Combaticons poorly, and even when teaming up with Shockwave, he subjected him to a lot of the same ridicule and torment that Megatron put him through. He failed to realize Shockwave was the one of the only bots who would give him a chance- and unfortunately lashed out at him, which ruined his chances of Shockwave ever being a true friend and ally to him. Once Starscream had finally gotten a taste of power and not being under another bot's boot, he too became the very thing that he lived in fear of. And that really is how the cycle goes- when you're finally free from abuse, it can be tempting to overcompensate and take back all the power you were robbed of, at any cost whatsoever. Starscream, like D16 in Transformers One, snapped up this opportunity."

And the sad thing is, I've seen this in real life and I've internalised some of the abuse I've dealt with too. I'm not proud of it. Like the Seeker Trine, my own family dynamic has been fractured by similar abuse. I know there's traces of narcissism in my behaviour too, and I'm NOT proud of it. Maybe this is why I can forgive Starscream for being a narc, because I can see a little bit of my own personality/attitude/behaviour in him. Maybe it's because I know where it came from, I get why he acts that way and it's not just random and out of the blue. Maybe it's because--and I know this is a bold statement--I don't think he would do some of the stuff my own family did to me (blah blah blah he's a fictional character).

I didn't mean for this to turn into a long rant, so

TLDR: I finally figured out that part of the reason I love and relate to Starscream so much despite him internalising some of the abuse I went through, is because he was the victim of that same abuse.

[paperlignes]

My baby boy is so beautiful

[pleasedontcareaboutme]

It's missing my father hours rn so imma just dump a bunch of pictures here and cry

( sorry i don't know the source of anything I just had them on my phone)

(also dont read the tags i just need to let it out lol)

[artichow]

doodling the blorbo of them all happy because-

[jrueships]

sometimes i'll think abt a Fandom and wish it were bigger, and sometimes i'll read something from a fandom.. and wish it were smaller

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!!! Omg OP this is so cute!!!