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I saw a long post about this on the c!wilbur community and they brought up some good points about c!fundy and c!wilbur so I wanna talk about the issues I have with c!fundy revolving c!wilbur (not his character overall)
c!Fundy neg ahead
One point iâll make clear immediately is that c!fundy abandoned c!wilbur first. c!wilbur did not âabandonâ c!fundy until his suicide. Thatâs just the truth and iâm tired of certain people spinning it in a different way.
c!fundy chose to join manburg and stand on that stage and publicly declare that his ONLY relations with Lâmanburg was just being born there. Nothing else. I donât care about his motives, he chose to do that infront of every and this hurt c!wilbur whether this fandom wants to admit it or not
Now yes, c!wilbur wasnât the best father by any means. Canonically he babied c!fundy pretty hard and there is probably a reason for it and that reason isnât malicious at all in my opinion! Iâm not stating a reason simply because we never got one in canon but I doubt that c!wilbur was being intentionally malicious towards c!fundy, I genuinely think he was just trying to protect him like everyone else and he went about it the wrong way. Not that any reason justifies it since it hurt c!fundy, but still iâm making a point here that not everything c!wilbur does is malicious
What c!fundy did was way too far and not justifiable. He ran against his own father then sided with c!schlatt and got up on stage and said that shit. Then he proceeded to burn down the flag with c!wilbur watching who might I remind you was also exiled brutally killed by the side c!fundy just joined! Iâm pretty sure he was also up on stage when c!wilbur was killed so he just watched him get murdered!
Moving fowards, suddenly after c!wilbur death we see c!fundy being all sad and claiming he was abandoned (JUST LIKE C!NIKI) I understand being hurt and upset your own father died, but to completely turn around and paint this narrative that you were intentionally abandoned is not only ableist but also itâs not going to make c!fundy feel any better. This is just bad writing imo and it only serves to demonize c!wilbur further
Also didnât he try to get adopted by c!eret? Cleary, to me atleast c!fundy doesnât care that much about c!wilbur anymore since he wanted so badly to be adopted but the person who KILLED c!wilbur and his family and then never fucking apologized correctly for it!
Now moving onto revival, c!wilbur has every right not to seek out c!fundy. To him, c!fundy set a clear boundary and why would he go out of his way to try and get c!fundy back when the last time he remembers c!fundy made it clear he didnât want that? This fandom wouldâve demonized him anyways if he sought out c!fundy trying to re build their relationship so he literally cannot win in any scenario
Now onto the stream. I think that stream wasnât good at all. I appreciated their good moments sure but I have a few specific issues with it
One is the end of the stream where c!fundy JUMPS INTO THE LMANHOLE to âget awayâ from c!wilbur
talk about overreaction. Iâm sorry I just think that moment was only added to give them more angst. c!fundy couldâve easily just walked past/away from him or waited for c!wilbur to leave before leaving himself, wouldâve had much more of an impact I think.
and to be fair, c!wilbur was arguably pretty far away from c!fundy when he jumped, he only stopped to look back at HIS SON one more time before leaving LIKE HE WAS ASKED TO. Iâm not even going into how this affected c!wilbur much because I genuinely just think that was shitty writing and didnât need to happen, it was only there for useless angst.
Now moving on next part I have a problem with is the âwhy did you die?â line from fundy. Can I just say right off the bat the way it was said was so fucking rude of c!fundy. It wasnât somber or out of genuine concern, he sounded angry at c!wilbur for *checks notes* KILLING HIMSELF!!!!!
I donât care that he was hurt. You donât say that to your father who killed himself. You donât say that to any suicidal person actually. He was clearly uninterested in c!wilburs life yet he wants to act like this?? c!fundy painted it (intentionally or not) as a malicious calculated plan to abandon him instead of c!wilbur being at his breaking point. He couldnât take it anymore so he killed himself yet c!fundy never acknowledged that
That stream, like a lot of the others imo just feels redundant because c!fundy never apologized or admitted he was in the wrong. They never talked about c!fundy abandoning c!wilbur for seemingly no reason or even the pogtopia buttons!! Which he did!! Their conversation wasnât mutual. Even if it was and in the end c!fundy still wanted no contact, it wouldâve atleast been satisfying to the viewers that they atleast talked with each other and acknowledged when they hurt each other
Think thatâs where iâll shut up now. I still have a few more things to say
I understand that iâm very biased right now. I am a c!wilbur apologist and I understand that my bias could possibly be affecting my view point.
I can still sympathize with c!fundy. He was hurt and he was hurt by c!wilbur. Thatâs just fact and c!wilbur did need to apologize to him and iâm glad that it was called out in the beginning by c!fundy that c!wilbur tried to walk away. Obviously I donât think it was right of c!eret to trick c!wilbur into seeing c!fundy when im assuming he wasnât prepared to talk to him if at all but im glad they atleast talked and had some good moments together.
Now just some light myth clearing from me
âc!wilbur never cared about c!fundyâ
Thatâs just an obvious lie. He cared about his son and he cared a lot whether he admitted it or not. You all forget sometimes that c!wilbur lies and he lies a lot to avoid being vunerable. He literally stood up for his son when c!schlatt said some transphobic ass shit to c!fundy even though their relationship was ruined. It was alluded that he fainted when c!fundy jumped to get away from him, why would that happen if he didnât care?
âc!wilbur was an abusive/neglectful fatherâ
noâŚhe wasnât. He canonically babied c!fundy. While not good, itâs not abuse
âc!wilbur abandoned c!fundyâ
The most common argument. No he didnât. He killed himself. This is an ableist narrative spouted by characters and the fandom
Thank you for listening to my rant. This is all my opinion and please if anything here is wrong, correct me so I can fix it
#c!fundy neg#c!fundy crit#c!fundy negative#c!fundy critical#c!niki crit#<- only tagging cuz of the shade I threw at herLMAO
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actually I love Tentoo and he is the Doctor and it was the only ending for Rose that worked and it is a huge gift to be able to have the man she loves grow old with her, they were always heading for that, y'all be quiet. I 100% understand the angst but it's okay, they're okay, good ending-
#did you want her to...not end up with the doctor?#she ended up with the doctor. she ended up with the doctor and they get to AGE together#they get to have a real honest relationship the way they both always genuinely wanted#it's hard that the full time lord version has to carry on without her but that is the way that character's story ALWAYS goes#the doctor does not get to keep ANYONE. it would be a different show if he did#meanwhile there is a version of that same face of his - the one that was MADE for love? particularly born out of love for ROSE? the one 1/2#2/2 that always wanted a FAMILY? and stability? and a normal life? the tenth doctor longed for that specifically because of rose#now he gets to have it AND be part-human so he doesn't have to watch her get old. he gets old WITH HER#and they're canonically growing their own Tardis so you don't even have to be sad that they're not adventuring in time and space as usual#because they ARE. it's the kindest ending for either character. and if the full time lord hadn't left without either of them-#-he would have had to lose them eventually. lose Rose because she's human? hello? painful? but instead he was selfless and left her-#-with a proper happy ending. which she CHOSE to have so you can't be like âhe tricked her!â she chose to kiss one of them and it was Tentoo#they are the same man. Rose won in this scenario.#and I GET IT I am with Billie Piper I think it will always feel a little off that she was left with Tentoo and not the full time lord#I understand. it still makes me a little sad. but I know it's a good ending writing-wise. really the ONLY ending.#yes I know about the popular idea of Immortal!Rose or Bad Wolf Rose or whatever and that's cute and all BUT - it's not a GOOD thing#it's not PREFERABLE to be immortal. Rose doesn't want to live forever. she wants to be with the man she LOVES forever.#she doesn't want to not die or adventure for all time. she wants to be there to hold his hand. and when Tentoo is born she gets THAT!#Immortal!Rose is tragic. the Doctor would not wish the burden of immortality on the woman he loves HELLO#anyway#I ship timepetals. that includes Tentoo/Rose. because he is the doctor#so there#I have more thoughts on Tentoo specifically but I digress#maybe if provoked in an Ask or something idk#doctorrose#timepetals#opinion piece#tenrose#tentoo#handy
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so guess who started a zelink multichapter with that good hurt/comfort.
#zelink#breath of the wild#legend of zelda#tears of the kingdom#totk#botw#i want to write them so bad so if you have a scenario you want me to write them in. lmk and i will probs write smthn#saiph speaks#my writing#loz
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you guys ever go to bsd twitter just to remember how good we have it here
#i dont use twitter but i have an account mostly for stealing bsd raws when new chapters are out#anyway went there bc i was reading a fic and the author linked their account#there wasnt anything crazy bad there btw but my brother in christ bsd tumblr is such a good place to hang out#'why is there such a pressure to not write characters ooc do you not want to see them in different scenarios' i dont think you know what ooc#means btw#yeah adjusting how a character acts tor the purpose of writing a story far removed for canon is great#exploring who they might be in this other universe in widĹy different circumstances is so so fun#but ignoring and misinterpreting them is such bizzare behaviour to me#esp that even when reading auâs you can just. still sort of feel that something is off#and im not talking abt someone trying and maybe to necessarily succeeding in makes everyone perfectly in character#but rather people who will go out of their way to make characters different and unrecognizable and claim itâs somehow better#do you even like these characters then? if you feel the constant need to pretend theyâre are vastly different?#txt.#hi and welcome to post 15226 of me being pissy over something thatâs objectively not a big deal
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I mean no fanbase is perfect but from my experience the TF fandom is pretty nice overall are there bad people in it oh yeah Iâm sure but that applies to just about every fandom.
However thatâs not to say Iâm excusing bad things within it like misogyny and itâs good when itâs called out which thankfully does seem to be called out in this fandom.
Anyways yeah youâre right itâs not your responsibility to constantly bring up anything negative about something you enjoy.
It's not even about responsibility. It's just not necessary for me to do it all the time. Not every post needs a little disclaimer at the bottom abt how my post doesn't apply to x or y or z. I don't know why I've fallen into this need to do it--actually I do know why. It's because since I've started the habit the anon hate has gone down. It's like I'm shielding my back from every possible bad faith interpretation that could be made, and while effective it has made me just not want to post anything.
There are obviously many times when this effort and extra step need to be done but the amount of which I am doing it is exhausting and needless tbh
#like that post I just sent out abt tf art that sat in my drafts for a month#that I didn't want to post because I know there is so much bad and just plain distasteful art out there#but obviously my post isn't about that art. so why would I need to write a whole paragraph saying that#if someone wants to send a stupid comment or ask I can laugh at them#if someone wants to unfollow me over that post then I donât know why they followed in the first place#even if worst case scenario a dear mutual unfollowed me for smth like that then I was working wayyyyy too hard to keep em#and we frankly aren't compatible people#this is such a trivial obvious conclusion to come to but given I was doing it all subconsciously this took a very long time to realize#and this is my blog! fuck it. this is about my man vs self journey it doesn't have to be a profound discovery see I'm fucking doing it agai#do you see this? do you see this unnecessary end note that protects me from even the possibility of someone finding this post#annoying or stupid? even just in their thoughts?#Mac asks
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i need information that would take longer than five minutes to obtain to continue writing . hell and death on planet earth
#⨠just put a placeholder ⨠have you considered my brain is insatiable and will bite me with teeth#i need . fuckin . someone with knowledge of coding to come save me#im writing a fic where one character has another hooked up to a Torture Device that is running like. scenarios in their brain#character 1 is trying to study the anguish each scenario causes while character 2 is unaware#until little things in the simulation start waking them up and they break ouf#and i want like. little cutaways between scenarios. of like#code . running the program#opening torture.exe . if (fire) then (quinn has bad time) ykyk#but the person I'm writing the fic for has CODING KNOWLEDGE!!!!! and the fic is a SURPRISE so i cant ASK her but if its innacurate#she will KNow#i am trapped. in my own torture.exe even#vin.txt#someone help
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I miss [some of the comic characters I read] having civilian friends. Or just a civilian life in general.
If you don't balance out the heroics with them having something to come home to and live through then why are they even putting on a mask to fight for?
#i dunno like i said it isn't every character but it just seems like my current faves have people#who just don't care about that good good work life balance between civvies and hero stuff#though current newly started series are looking up in that aspect#at least B**** D**** or G**** don't have their hooks in my faves anymore though they did a lot of damage#*why would you want to read [characters] doing homework or hanging out with friends* because its interesting#old men literally make writing harder for themselves by limiting scenarios that could do so much to build up and flesh out characters#and then they go out of their way to make the worst decisions imaginable that wipe out nearly 4 years of character development#and then have the audacity to do nothing with their new blank slate and leave others to navigate the mess after.#Anyways giving one man full control over an entire slate of characters and shoving out all the writers that have been making good stories#with them for 4+ years was a dumb decision and soured so many people writing for them and then editorial wonders why they all start working#elsewhere#With all I have to say you'd think I only read American big 2 comics but nah. Everything else is just more consistent or has like 0#fan presence so I'd be the only one talking about stories I like. But at any given time i'm reading 3 different books#and i'm slowly translating a ln the hooked itself in my brain. I'm bad at it but its so fun. Also studying for a certification exam :P
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jealousy, jealousy / aaron hotchner
hereâs my masterlist! pairing: aaron hotchner x bau!reader / shy!reader word count: 2.4k genre & cw: fluff, a little jealousy and pining angst if u squint, mentions of made-up case, different use of cm character a/n: thank u so much for all the support i've been getting on my fics!! hope you love this one as much as i do, i really enjoyed writing this one the most!
Today was a bad day. That much was clear. From the moment you woke up to the minute you arrived at the BAUâ youâre convinced that the universe has simply gone the extra mile to make your life a little harder.Â
You slept through your alarm and a few phone calls from Garcia, making your morning stressful and complete chaos. You didnât have time to grab a cup of coffee or a snack, and apparently you also didnât have time to remove the colorful pimple patches that adorned your face.Â
Your blouse is buttoned asymmetrically, your hair resembling a bird's nest, and you left your ID at home, making your arrival more delayed as you had to employ Garciaâs help in presenting a copy of your ID to let you through.Â
That too was not without stress given that your phone was on the verge of dying as you were in the call, but thankfully you could finally breathe in the elevator. Or so you thought.Â
There were two things that immediately caught you off guard as you walked into the bullpen: one, almost all the desks were deserted and two, Reid and Morgan were watching you- as if waiting for your reaction, which led you to look around in anticipation. Is there a surprise? A prank? Did I miss a patch? IâmâŚwearing pants, right?Â
Not wanting to prolong your search, you look at the two for any indication or clue. Tilting your head to the side as if to ask what? But to your surprise, they both nod their heads in one direction. Oh.
Strauss was in Hotchâs office, along with Rossi and a woman you donât recognize. Hotch looked a bit tense, Strauss firm, Rossi is as relaxed as ever, and the woman⌠is looking directly at Hotch. Just Hotch. Huh.Â
You were stood just shy of your desk when you shook thoughts out of your head, slowly approaching your desk to settle your things. Dozens of scenarios were running through your head, trying to make sense of new additions to an otherwise normal day.Â
But the way she was studying him made your chest tight like someone was stepping on it.. and you couldnât figure out why.Â
You approach the two rascals only to lean on Derekâs desk as you whisper under your breath, âWhatâs happening there?âÂ
Morgan shrugs but his focused face remains, âI donât know, kid. I tried Garcia but she doesnât have a clue either.â Eyes studying the people in the room, noting anything that could tell them something.Â
Mulling over more possibilities, you hum in response. Turning to Reid, you ask him- hoping that his eidetic memory can tell you anything about the woman even if theyâd only met in passing.Â
âDo you know anything, Spence?â But Reid only pouts at you, a sign that heâs thought about it hard but is coming up empty.Â
Shaking his head, he soberly replies, âNo..I donât think so. Iâ Iâve never seen her before. Sorry.âÂ
Before any more thoughts could be voiced between the three of you, the door to Hotchâs office opens and all four of them file out- the woman walking a little too close to Hotch.Â
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Youâre approaching your usual seat on the jet beside Morgan and across from Hotch when suddenly Agent Seaver overtakes you and sits on your seat. Caught by surprise, your eyes instinctively go to Hotch whoâs already looking at you.Â
He nods to himself, moving from the aisle seat to the one by the window. But it appears Agent Seaver misunderstood his gesture and moved beside him, âOh! Thank you, sir.â Even going as far as touching his arm and leaning closely.Â
Now, youâve never been a violent person. Rage has just never overcome your senses like that but today.. of all daysâ you couldnât help the image of spilling your hot chocolate all over her cream blouse.Â
You donât even notice that youâre frowning as you sit beside Morgan, somehow still unaware of how much their closeness really upsets you. You honestly thought youâve maintained an expressionless face until Morgan looks up from his file and leans close to whisper in your ear, âYouâll need claws not paws, baby girl.â Winking at you as you separate.Â
You steal a glance at Hotch only to see him watching you and Morgan with furrowed brows. He almost looks normal if it werenât for the clenching of his jaw thatâs his tell of irritation. Moving your gaze to Seaver, in case you missed something thatâs causing his new mood, you find her reading the case file.Â
As you return your gaze on Hotch, you watch as Seaver touches his arm again and engages him in conversation about the case. Itâs through the whole jet ride that you had to stomach the constant Agent Hotchner, Agent Hotchner! paired with a giggle or a slight touch. UGH!
If it werenât for Strauss personally recommending Agent Seaver as a consultant for this case, you would have doneâ âŚstill absolutely nothing. You had no claim whatsoever over Hotch. Morgan and Rossi may tease the two of you occasionally, forcing that he treats you specially or whatever but his behavior could simply be chalked off as him being a good and attentive boss.Â
And yes, okay fine. You may have some moments here and there⌠but! they could honestly just be built up in your head because of the feelings you have for him. Like when he said he likes it when you stare? Come on, being stared at can be flattering and thatâs just a universal truth.Â
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After a whole day of coming up with theories, visiting crime scenes and M.E.âs, youâre all completely spent. Lounging in the makeshift discussion room, all of you are still working tirelessly on the case given that the unsubâs on a spree and his timeline is alarmingly short.Â
Reidâs been silently staring at the board for 20 minutes while Morganâs pretending to read files of potential suspects with his legs stretched out and feet on the table, âThis is impossible. We just donât have enough.â He exclaims as he tosses the file on the table with a thud.Â
To the left of Morgan, youâre also silently mulling over files of potential suspects. Not wanting to admit that heâs right, you guys donât have enoughâŚbodies. You barely have anything on the guy, barely any clues- for a working profile.Â
You sigh heavily, peeling your eyes off the paper and looking at the board. âReid?â The boy genius shakes his head softly, confirming that the known dump sites donât say much about the unsubâs comfort zones or hunting ground.Â
You suddenly wonder where Seaver, Hotch and Rossi are. You and Morgan got back to the precinct at around 11PM, and you realize you havenât seen any of them, âWhere are the others?âÂ
Morgan, in an effort to lighten the mood, jumps at the chance to tease you, âHmm. I think what youâre really asking is: Whereâs Hotch and is he with Seaver?â He punches your arm lightly, making it obvious heâs only teasing.Â
The smug, playful smile on his face makes you fight one of your own, desperately trying to not give yourself away, âShut up,â hitting him in the head softly with the file in your hand.Â
While you two were exchanging playful glares, Reid interjects, âSeaver wanted to turn in early since sheâs also the one meeting with the families tomorrow so Hotch brought her to the hotel.âÂ
You instantly lift your gaze to him and watch as he removes the markerâs cap and scribbles rapidly on the board, quickly adding âAnd Iâm pretty sure Rossiâs getting us coffee from the diner around the block.âÂ
You want to blame it on your exhaustionâ your inability and ineffectiveness at hiding how you truly feel about what Reid just revealed to you, groaning loudly in pain and frustration. You put your head in your hands, muffling the sounds youâre making that are somehow a combination of a laugh and a sob.Â
Morgan understands your reaction immediately and laughs out loud.Â
âItâs not funny!â There was honestly no point in hiding it. As much as Morgan teased you, you knew he wouldnât tell anyway, and Reid.. well, he was honestly an even better keeper of secrets than Morgan, Rossi and Garcia.Â
He puts a hand on your shoulder to comfort you, âBaby girl, worry not. You know you hold a special place in boss manâs heart.â Then gripping both your wrists to pry your hands off your face.Â
Pressing your face even further into your hands, you let out a muffled version of âThatâs not true!â that came out more as âDaffs noft thwu!âÂ
When Morgan successfully pries your hands off your face, youâre surprised to see Reidâs moved from the board to behind Morgan, half leaning half sitting on the table, curiously watching you.Â
Morgan turns around to look at the door behind you, making sure the coast is clear before he says, âKid. Be real with me for a sec⌠are you blind?â That was not the question you were expecting.Â
You must have looked so lost because he continues, âHotch cares for you. Deeply. And not in the same way he does for us. Youâve gotta have felt that, kid.â Funny, you are starting to feel like a kidâ the only thing missing are his hands on your shoulders to complete that huddle pep talk experience.Â
âThatâs just notââ you try to start. But Reid swiftly raises his hand, signing you to stopâ
âDid you know that every morning Hotch makes sure all the pens and mug handles on your desk are pointing to the rightâ the way you need it to beâ in case the night janitors move any out of place?â
âOr that he never really ate lunch in the office before but started bringing sandwiches and other food he could microwave, while timing his lunches with yours presumably so he could strike up a conversation with you during break?âÂ
âOr do you remember that one time the AC in the bullpen broke and we were all sweating badly, and I said the heat was making me too thirsty then he disappeared into his office and came back with a bottle of water and an orange juice box only to give it to you?âÂ
Morgan lets out a loud laugh at that one while Reid pouts playfully, âI mean I was genuinely dying then.âÂ
Not without his own input, Morgan smiles softly at you with a raised brow âDid you know he personally restocks your favorite hot chocolate in the pantry and on the jet? Including the marshmallows.âÂ
You breathe in deeply, the revelations sounding too good to be true but winding nonetheless. You crack a small joke, trying to play it off âAnd I thought the bureau was just feeling really generous.âÂ
The two, who have grown to be such brothers, give you the exact same look of Really?Â
As Reid rounds the table to go back and stand by the board, Morgan catches your attention and holds your eye, âLook, thereâs so much more, kid. But they all point to the same thing.â He says this as softly as possible, as if to not scare you away.Â
You let out a soft, breathy laugh. Shaking your head, âThat just canât be true.âÂ
With all three of your backs to the door, you donât notice Rossi nearing. You just suddenly hear his voice from behind, rounding the table and settling the coffee cups in front of all of you, âCoffee, anyone?âÂ
As if trapped in the null of the previous conversation, youâre still looking at Morgan as you lean back in your chair, slumping further to seek non-existent cover. Reid, who is now back in his own world with the board, is handed a cup by Rossi, who didnât even turn to look- only stretching out an arm to receive it and mumbling a distracted âThanks.â Â
Rossi, who is simply too smart for his own good, impressively senses something hanging in the air, nonchalantly asking about the tailend of a conversation he was not supposed to hear, âSo⌠what canât be true?âÂ
Back to lounging excessively on a chair that is a tad too tiny for him, with legs outstretched and feet on the corner on the tableâ Morgan spouts, âThat sheâs Hotchâs girl, and has no reason to be jealous of Seaverâ who by the way needs the HR orientation more than Penelope and I.âÂ
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Nowâ all of your backs are to the door except Rossiâs. Not one of you tried to move due to fatigue, let alone look.
Unbeknownst to you, Morgan, and Reid, on the way back to the precinct from the hotel, Hotch had the genius thought of picking up Rossi so the latter wouldnât have to walk a block with trays of coffee on hand.
Hotch and Rossi arrived together. And as Rossi went around the table to give you your cups of coffee, Hotch stayed behindâ leaning on the doorframe with arms crossed, watching you and the team.
Imagine his surprise, hearing what Morgan just said. His heart skipped a beat, his stomach dropped. His entire being froze entirely.. What? Jealous?Â
In his mind, he had two choices: Act like he didnât hear it and save you from embarrassment or use it to his advantage and make his intentions clear..ish.Â
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You gasp loudly at his bluntnessâ and in front of Rossi! Straightening in your chair and pointing an accusatory finger at Morgan, âYou littleâ I am NOT jealous! and I am NOT HotchâsââÂ
Cut off by someone loudly clearing their throat from behind all of you, you all freeze, including Reid who hasnât been actively paying attention until now.Â
The hair on your neck stands up as you hear the nearing footsteps, already envisioning digging your own grave in your head when finally, Hotch is standing right beside you.Â
Youâre all still pretty frozen, save from the slow movement which is your eyes slowly lifting its gaze to the man in question until they meet his hazel orbs. He holds your stare as he leans on the desk, arms straining in his shirtâÂ
Out of the corner of your eye you can see Rossi fighting a smile, and just as youâre about to mentally curse him in your head, youâre broken out of your thoughts by a deep voice,Â
âYou donât think youâre my girl?âÂ
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I love to get 2 on
Tags: Satoru x fem!Reader, Toji x fem!Reader, mmf, polyamory, cursing, smut (fighting over who gets to breed you), dumbification, finger sucking, breeding kink duh, implied size kink, daddy kink, mdni.
An: this is so self indulgent of me to write but idc nothing else is intriguing me besides this thought. this will likely end up being a small series because i have sooooo many ideas about these two nasty fucks.
Having both Toji and Satoru as boyfriends was not for the weak willed because these two men are constantly at each otherâs throats when it comes to your attention.
âDonât look at him. Look at me. âm the one givin this pussy what she wants.â Tojiâs husky voice growls into your ear, breath fanning across your skin before he grunts.
His hips are slapping against yours â fucking you deep into the mattress while his heavy cock slides in and out of your sloppy hole. Pornographic squelches are coming straight from your pussy, making you cringe, but both of your boyfriends seem to be going feral from it.
Satoruâs pale blue eyes roll as Toji once again steals the show away from him. His palm cups your chin, and he drags your focus right back to his swollen cock. His tip is a pretty shade of pink, and itâs sweltering â leaking beads of precum over and over while he leisurely drags his hand up and down his length .
âDonât listen to him. Look at Toru.â He coos with a grin, loving how fucked out your face gets when Toji absolutely ruins you. âHeâs just a placeholder, riiight~? Youâre still going to let me breed you after.â
Youâre so pliant for them, nodding your head like a dumb slut. Nothing else in the world is better than when they both take turns breeding you again and again.
âThis placeholders âbout to make her cum again.â Toji taunts, gripping your hips with bruising strength as he rolls his hips just the way you like. His tip presses kisses of precum so deep inside you. You can barely breathe much less think.
âYou better not, princess. Suppose to wait for Toru, remember?â Satoruâs voice grows stern, and his eyes bore into yours in an almost eerie fashion.
âCâmon, doll. Cum for daddy. I can feel you tightening around me. I know ya want to.â
Itâs all so much. Watching Satoru fuck into his wrist while Tojiâs tip is practically massaging your g-spot. You give Satoru a sorrowful glance before letting out a pleasured cry. Your hands fist at the sheets, and your toes literally curl as juices gush out around the base of Tojiâs cock.
âYeeaah, not bad for a placeholder, right?â Tojiâs lips quirk up into a smirk before he presses a kiss to your lips, drinking down your moans just to rub it in Satoruâs face even more.
All it takes is one look from Satoru, and Toji slides out of you with a grin. âI got âer warmed up for ya.â Toji laughs as he and Satoru switch positions. You lazily part your thighs for Satoru, still trying to catch your breath from the soul shattering orgasm Toji just gave you.
âNuh uh. You wanted to be a slut on his cock. âm gonna treat you like one.â His hands grab your waist, and he rolls you onto your stomach forcefully.
From the outside, everyone would probably guess that brooding Tojiâs the mean one in these scenarios, but theyâd be dead wrong.
Satoru, after a life of being spoilt, gets so rude and aggressive when he doesnât get what he wants. Toji purposefully pushes him to that point â partly so he can watch you get railed deeply into the mattress until tears fall from your eyes.
The heel of Satoruâs palm connects with your back, and he forces your face and shoulders down into the sheets while his other hands guides his cock to your weeping entrance.
You grip at the sheets immediately, letting out a hiss as he buries himself all the way to the hilt in one fluid thrust.
âFuck.â Satoru groans as if heâs genuinely mad at how wet you are â frustrated that Toji could get you this messy.
Toji brushes your hair away from your face, and his large palm rubs at your cheek gently â a tender reminder to keep your eyes on him while he jerks his cock right in front of your face.
âJust couldnât wait, could you? I was- ngh.. gonna be nice to you tonight⌠since hah~ Iâm trying to put a baby in you.â Satoruâs hips are forcefully slamming into your backside. Heâs not moving fast, but his pace is punishing. âTojiâs already got a kid. Itâs my turn.â
Your juices are seeping around his cock, forming a thin white line right around the base that makes Satoruâs cock twitch in delight. His hand slaps at the fat of your ass smack! before heâs pulling on your hips, making you meet him halfway just so he can make his thrusts count.
âTakinâ him so well. Keep it up for, daddy, yeah?â Toji murmurs before pressing a loving kiss to your temple.
Your mouth opens for Toji, and he gives you an affectionate chuckle before placing his thumb against your tongue to soothe that oral fixation you have. He knows that if he fucks your face, Satoru will have even more of a hissy fit and probably fuck you out of commission for a few days.
âFocus on him, doll. Looks like heâs making ya feel real good.â You nod, sucking on Tojiâs thumb in between breathless whines and moans.
Satoruâs balls are so heavy, brutally slapping against your puffy clit with each thrust. Thwak! Thwak! Thwak! Heâs been saving up for you, adamant that he needs to breed you. Heâs the upcoming Gojo clan head after all; itâs natural that those old hags want a baby with his blessed genes.
All it takes is feeling your spongy walls clench around him like a vice, and Satoruâs jerking you up by your arms, forcing your back in to an arch to where the imprint of his dick bulges through your belly.
Both of you are so noisy when you cum, Toji thinks. He watches in slight awe as Satoru pumps you full with his sticky seed. He can tell by the look on Satoruâs face that youâre milking him for all heâs worth too, and itâs so fucking hot.
Toji pushes you back down into the bed. Both men arenât good with words. Theyâre good at doing. He arches his hips out before rope after rope of white hot cum spurt from his tip all over your face, marking his territory.
After a moment of cleaning up and giving you small tokens of affection through praises and kisses, the men are right back at each otherâs throats.
âYa know, if youâre not able to keep up, I can breed her cunt, and let ya pass off my kid as yours.â Toji taunts with a smirk.
âYeah, as if your first kid didnât look like he came from your ass. Fat chance. Sweets and I are gonna make a pretty blue-eyed baby with white hair.â Satoru hums as he affectionately ruffles your hair. âIsnât that right, pretty~?â
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I have seen too many posts where a time traveling member of the JL decides to kill Danny to prevent Dan from happening and not nearly enough where they decide to kill Vlad for the same reason.
Even if a hero was pushed to the point of preemptively killing one of the two people Dan was made from in order to prevent his creation, why would they pick the one who is currently both a hero and a kid instead of the one who's already a villain and a grown ass adult?
Also, it would be so much more fun to read about Vlad getting hunted down by Booster Gold or scrambling to try and stay one step ahead of the world's fastest man while desperately trying to figure out which of his evil schemes they found out and got this hero's attention and pissed them off this much.
Was it bugging his nemesis's house? He can see how that probably looks bad out of context, but he swears the video surveillance of a teenager's bedroom was regular supervillain creepiness, not other types of creepiness!
Edit: Two things.
First off, my wording about having seen too many of the other thing was intended playfully. I am not putting those fics down. You don't have to justify it to me, and I am genuinely sorry if I came across as antagonistic. I think everyone should be allowed to write whatever they want and I don't expect it all to adhere to my likes and dislikes.
That said, I wanted to address something else. I've gotten a few different people just talking about how they would have no reason to target Vlad because of what looks like an older version of Danny, and I wanted to clarify.
Here's the thing: Dan does not look like an older version of Danny, he looks like a fusion of Danny and Vlad.
Unless someone they have reason to believe tells them that Danny grows up to be Dan, there's no reason for them to assume that Danny and Dan are the same person (especially considering that Dan is a name the fans came up with and not something the character himself went by).
So this time traveler sees a teen hero fighting an adult villain both of whom share differing physical characteristics with the Future threat, and the most likely conclusion to draw is that it's a Conner scenario.
Alternately, maybe they did actual research on the origins of the threat before time traveling instead of just hoping that murdering the first person they saw with a familial-level resemblance to the threat would prevent him from going on a rampage.
Here are some pictures of them
See how much Dan gets from Vlad's side?
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Hey (âââĄââ)ďž I really love your works and want to request a short/long story about lads guys reaction when they found out mc/reader has a high s*x drive and she's embarrassed about it â§(・â˘Ěá´-)â§
It's okay if u don't want to ĘâĄâÉ(ŕĽâ˘á´â˘ŕĽâ)
I'll understand
P. S: I love youuuu â¤â¤â¤
If You Had A High Libido- The Love And DeepSpace Men
parings in order: Xavier x Reader, Zayne x Reader, Rafayel x Reader, Sylus x Reader genre: MDNI, 18+, suggestive content, oral reader receiving, head canons/ reactions + small smut scenarios a/n: hihi anonnie! i'm so happy to hear you love my works and i hope this was okay lmk ! if not this doesn't exist okay ŕ´Śŕľŕ´Śŕ´ż ŕźŕşśâżŕźŕşś ) sorry it's taking me a while to write and post stuff i'm currently studying and it's taking up most of my time (ăŁ- ⸠- Ď) anyways i hope you enjoy reading ! â¸(ď˝ĄË áľ Ë )â¸âĄ p.s i love you too cutie ! your emoticons are soso cute i love them !! (ăĽŕšâ˘á´â˘ŕš)ăĽâĄ any likes and reblogs are always appreciated! enjoy!
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Xavier:
poor baby was so confused on why you wanted to go for so many rounds. he thought he wasn't doing enough for you until he asked and that's when you embarrassingly told him about your high libido
"But....do you feel good?" He asked, tilting his head curiously.
"So good, that I can't get enough of you" You whisper, leaning in to press your forehead against his before pressing a heated kiss on his lips.
Xavier is always there to please you whenever you need or wanted him too. He can handle pretty much anything. If he was tired after many rounds, he'll lie down on his back and let you ride him til you meet your sweet release again. He'll give you plenty of options. You can ride his face, his thigh, whatever you want until you were satisfied.
When he says he'll be there for you, he means it. When you were whimpering softly, desperately ignoring the heat growing down there as you try to go back to sleep. You didn't want to wake up your sleeping boyfriend but it seems he was already awake. You felt his arms snake around your waist as he pulls you closer to him.
"Would you like me to help you?" He knew you would be lying if you said no, even if he slides his hand in between your legs to find you practically soaking already. You bit your lip, feeling his hard erection against your ass.
Zayne:
He didn't understand why you were so embarrassed about telling him. He knows and can read you so well. You can't hide anything from this man. He noticed the way you bit your lip when he licked off the excess ice cream on his fingers or when your thighs clenched when you watched him get dressed.
He would reassure you that having a high libido is natural to have and there is no "normal" sex drive.
"I can assure there is nothing to be embarrassed about having a high libido." He says, his voice remaining monotone as he adjusts his glasses. "Just tell me how I can help you."
He would not be irritated or bothered at all if you needed him. Although if he was busy with work then he'll make a couple arrangements to make sure he finishes his reports while you get your fill. He'll keep you seated on his lap and let you ride off his thigh or he'll keep a toy or his finger or two in you as he continues to finish his patient report with his other free hands.
He'll know what you want whenever you press your ass against him whenever you both cook or whenever you sit on his lap.
He slips a finger under your panties, pulling them down with ease. His cock was hard and he could feel your cunt soaking quickly. He settles you on top of the counter, slowly pushing his length inside of you. His pace starts off slow as your body hums in response.
âThatâs it...just like that's my good girlâ
The pot that was already cooking was probably close to burning as you two were distracted meeting your sweet release.
Rafayel:
Oh, He loves it way more than he should and he uses this to his advantage to feed off his little praise kink. He just loves to hear his cutie need him so so bad. Hearing you beg and whine for him is like a siren's song to his ears, attracting him closer to you.
"What's wrong cutie?" He asks, tilting his head to the side as he tucks the stray hair behind your ear. You bury your head in his chest, too flustered to admit you wanted more, even after all the rounds you've done together.
"Want m-more" You murmur, your voice muffled against his chest. He chuckles softly, clearly amused, and continues to tease you while gently stroking your hair. "What's that? You need my dick again? Do you want me to fill you up princess?"
You respond by rolling your hips, grinding against him, hoping he would get the idea.
He'll fill you up everyday or whenever you need him too. He loves watching you beg and drip a mix of yours and his juices down your thighs every time as if you were in heat.
"Want me that much? Gonna fill you up so much." Feeling his cum ooze down your legs, his dick going impossibly deeper inside of you. Snapping his hips as whines escape your lips.
Sylus:
âSatisfied baby?â
Your core ached for more and you silently debated on telling him. You knew if you told him you were satisfied, your vibrator or your hands canât even compare what he does to please you. You rubbed your thighs together, trying to ease the ache that was forming in between them, not realizing Sylus notices this.
He leaned down, tracing kisses down your jawline, to your neck to grab your attention again. âUse your words baby.â He whispers hotly, his warm breath fanning against your skin.
"M-more Sy.."
It does not take him that long to get used to your high libido. If anything he can match your energy or do more. He'll keep going even if his stamina runs out, if it ever runs out.
Sometimes he's uses this to tease you. While he's away for a couple days, he'll send you pictures of his body. His shirt slightly lifted up to give you a tease of his abs and his v-line peeking above his waistband.
If he was feeling mean, he'll send you a mirror pic of his chiseled abdominal, and his carved v-line leading down to the girthiest dick you're familiar with or he'll send you a video of him stroking his dick to get you riled up. "Need my pretty girl to wrap her lips around it"
You're like a drug to him and he's addicted to you. He wants to spend as much time he has with you and he does not find you to be a bother if you were feeling needy when he was in his office.
He buries his head in your folds and you can feel his tongue in and out of you. You push your hips back to meet more of him as he reaches down with one hand to stroke himself. He groans into you, the vibrations bringing you closer to the edge. You reach down to play with your clit as he fucked you with his tongue.
He needed to be inside you as much as you want him to be.
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last part of virgin!Choso<3 (im gonna write more for him tho, just in other scenarios!!) other parts here: part 1 part 2 part 4
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Virgin Choso who stands on his small balcony, looking over the city, a grey cloud creeping out between his lips.
Choso had taken up smoking. Heâd asked Leiri about it when heâd seen her doing it, and sheâd told him it helped her to relax. heâd bought a pack right after that. The first couple of times heâd coughed the smoke out. But now he does it smoothly, inhaling and exhaling the smoke with no problem. It makes him feel at ease even just for a moment, and lord knows he needs it right now. Humans are fucking weird he thinks, theyâd jepordize their health for a little break from their troubles. Guess that doesnt sound so ridiculous now that he thinks about it. Either way hes a human now too, or a half one atleast.
he squeezes the cigarette into an ashtray and looks at the time when he hears the door bell ringing. Its late and youâre here.
he hears you running up the stairs, and when you get to the top you run to him, giving him a soft hug. His heart keens.
âhi Choso!â you smile and let go of him, he immediately misses the feel of you, âhey,â he mumbles.
âwhy do you smell like cigerattes?â you huff and your nose crickles. cute.
he raises his shoulders.
âi cant believe itâŚwho taught u to do that huh?â you make a disappointed face and fold your arms, tapping your foot on the floor. And he knows youre just joking, you and Yuji have been using enough sarcasm around him for him to have a pretty good understanding of it.
âLeiri,â he shrugs.
âof courseâŚthat hag,â you grin. And you look so fucking adorable, in your little outfit, and the way you look when you smile makes him weak. He has your bag ready on the couch, he had washed your panties before putting everything back into it. But he canât think about that now, or heâll turn bright red.
he sighs âi made dinner,â he says, âif youâre hungry,â you stop infront of him and you almost look like youre gonna cry from happiness. âim starving,â you say quickly, âwhat did you make?â
Heâd made rice bowls for you. your favourite. And you eat like a girl whoâd gotten her first meal in months. Happily humming while eating your food.
Rather than focusing on eating his own bowl, he thinks about eating every meal of the day with you, sitting across from him.
when youâre done you put your plate in the sink and you yawn, you look adorable when you yawn, you look adorable when you do anything.
you turn around, âChoso?â
his heart skips a beat. he nods.
âitâs really late and umâŚdark outside and i donât really want to walk home alone,â you look away, are youâŚ.blushing?
âis it okay if i stay here for the night?â
And hes heard the stories. About what happens to pretty girls when theyâre alone at night and they donât see the stranger walking behind them. And his fist clenches at the thought of someone being mean to you. Heâs stronger than any human. heâd crush their fucking skull.
âyou can stay,â he says quickly, a little too eagerly he realises. And you smile, âgive me your plate,â you say, looking greatful that he let you stay, unknowing of the fact that heâd do just about anything if it meant your safety, or your happiness.
You start washing the dishes in his tiny kitchen, and when Choso tries insisting that he wants to help, you splash a bit of water on him. And you laugh so sweetly, when he jumps a little, trying not to get hit.
When youre done washing up, You both stand in silence for a while. For some reason its not as akward as it sounds.
âi will sleep on the couch,â he says,
âno ChosoâŚid feel bad, you sleep in your bed,â you mumble.
You both argue like that for a while, and youre not letting up. stubborn little human.
you both get quiet for a moment.
âhow big is your bed?â
âQueen size,â
âso why dont we justâŚsleep in it together?â
youre blushing slightly again. it must be his imagination.
And then he thinks about it. Friends sleep in the same bed sometimes right? you dont mean anything by it, he thinks, its just you being polite.
âi guessâŚwe could do that yes,â he agrees.
you smile and nod, âokay,â
Choso excuses himself to go to the bathroom then, telling you to go ahead and get ready for bed.
He looks at himself in the mirror. He takes out his buns, his hair falling down to his shoulders. His eyes are dark and sunken. He looks dead he thinks. He looks down, âbehave,â he says quietly, mostly to his heart, but also his dick.
he buries his head in his hands And He realizes he cant, he realizes the second heâs gonna look at you in his bed, he wonât be able to stop himself. to stop himself from confessing everything he feels, everything heâs done. that he thinks about you all the time, that you drive him insane, that he stole your pretty panties and came in his hand from the smell of your wet cunt.
When he rounds the corner of his bedroom, youâre sitting patiently on the edge of his bed, waiting for him.
âi am going to sleep on the couch, i donât think this is a good idea,â he says it quickly, before he changes his mind, before its too late to go back.
you open your mouth to speak, hesitating a little.
âis it because of what yuji told me?â
his brain goes quiet. âwhat?��
âthat youâŚthat you like me?â
fuck. its over. he sighs angrily. that little fucki-
you stand and walk to him.
and when you put your hand on his chest, for a moment he forgets why hes mad, he forgets who he is and what year hes in. all he sees is you. And how close you are all of a sudden. and how youre leaning in, standing on your tippy toes, pressing your soft lips to his, in a short gentle kiss. His world stops for a moment.
And when he regains his senses, his instincts take over and he kisses you back ferociously, itâs sloppy and uncoordinated, but neither of you seem to care.
You walk backwards onto his bed, and you push him down so heâs sitting on the edge. He looks at you like a puppy dog, and his cheeks are flushed red.
When you sit down in his lap his dick twitches in his pants.
âi- i didnt think youâŚ,â he stutters. he doesnât really believe whatâs happening.
âwell i do,â you say, while cupping his face in your hands. âa lot,â
âcan iâŚâ he needs it he needs it he needs it, âcan i eat your pussy?â he mumbles it quietly.
your eyes widen. fuck, he shouldnât have said that, it was way too fast, you were just kissing.
âohâŚuh okay,â
fuck. yes.
he lifts you up from his lap, and you skriek a little from surprise. He puts you down in a chair in the corner of his bedroom.
he gets on his knees infront of you and speaks quietly,
âiâŚim sorry i,â he sniffles a little, heâs so overwhelmed. And youâre letting him taste you.
you lean down and give him a kiss, biting your lip slightly.
âits okayâŚwe can talk later, if you need it iâll give it to you okay?â
And fuck he almost cries, and he buries his face in your lap. You shush him a little, caressing his hair. Hes hugging your legs.
He lifts his head, and you start unbuttoning your pants. Slowly sliding them down your hips as they fall to the floor. You spread your legs and he whimpers. Your panties are pink this time, and theres a big wet spot on them. And he doesnât spare a second, he dives his head into your cunt, rubbing his face in it and licking at the wet spot desperately. you moan his name softly, and he cant help but grind his hard cock against the leg of the chair. Hes pathetic but he doesnt care, he wants you to feel good, he wants to make you cum on his face. He groans into your weeping pussy as he thinks about you cumming for him.
He pulls away a little, silently begging you to remove your panties. He wants to see your pussy so bad. His pussy.
You slide down your panties to reveal your soaked cunt. Choso almost growls. He looks up at you, asking for permission to keep going. you nod, your eyes half lidded. Spoiled little princess, he thinks, and thats exactly how hes going to treat you from now on.
he leans in again, kissing your pussy and it makes a wet sound. He licks his lips and groans deeply at your taste. He starts lapping at your cunt like a dehydrated puppy. Heâs making out with your pussy now, swiping his tongue all over. You can tell heâs inexperienced, but it doesnât matter, heâs doing such a good job.
you feel so good, his tongue is too much, its all too much. You love him so much. And you cum unexpectedly, crying out his name, begging him to keep going and he whines. You thrash around and Choso keeps you steady, his strong hands grasping your hips.
After youre done he keeps licking up your cum, making sure youre cleaned.
âChosoâŚstop, too much,â you say softly.
He pulls away.
His face is covered in your juices, dripping all the way down his neck. And he looks so happy. He stands up, like its on instinct. He needs to hold you.
He grabs you into his arms and plop down onto the bed, with you on his chest. He squeezes you into him, kissing your hair while you slide your panties on again.
âmine,â he says softly. youre his now.
You look up at him, searching his eyes, âChoso i wanna umâŚyou know,â you gesture to his crotch. you want to make him feel good too.
but he looks away shyly. its embarrassing and pathetic, âi um..,â he sits up with you in his lap.
He doesnt feel hard under you anymore. And then it clicks.
âoh my god did youâŚâ
he blushes furiously and nods, âits embarrassing,â he had cum in his pants the second he put his face in your bare pussy.
âno! noâŚitâs reallyâŚhot,â you reason and he looks less embarrassed. He looks into your eyes then, looks at your pretty little face and he already knows he wants you to be his forever.
âdo you want to be my girlfriend?â he asks nervously.
you giggle and nod eagerly, jumping on him, wrapping your arms around him and nuzzling into his neck.
hes the luckiest man in the world he thinks. And you both fall asleep, you laying on his chest.
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guys they didnât actually fuck and iâm SORRY
nowâŚ.part 4?? hey!!! HEY OKAY IM SORRY!! comment if yall want more ill do a lil short one where buddy ACTUALLY looses his virginity.
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I really loved your scenario of The Justice League AND The Ill reader,Lmao, poor reader they only need a rest.
Anyway, ever since I read the first part I was thinking about the kids, you know, the League Sidekicks, obviously The Reader knows them, due to work (I can really imagine Batman introducing His kids to the Reader to force a bond , And obviously The rest of The League does the same) So I had the headcanon that the reader really likes the children, they talk to them after missions, sometimes they buy them some gifts for their birthdays, they listen to them when they complain about their father figures (Therapist Reader), etc. But at the same time I can imagine The Reader being totally uncomfortable with his parents, so I can't help but think of a scenario in which The Reader is talking to the League kids in a good mood, but the League members walk in. to the room (They obviously saw the Happy Reader, so they want to gain some advantage) And The Reader just turns off, goes into business mode and is curt as always with the league, and when he finishes talking to the league, he goes back to talking to the children and their mood is happy again. Man I would love to see the league's reaction to the obvious reader favoritism
PD:I really love your work, you are amazing
Pd2:If The kids are yandere, ITS UP to you
A Week in Life: Take Your Kid to Work Day
Synopsis: A week in your life where you get a lot of new little friends, even if you know somethingâs sketchy about it.
Pairing: Yandere!Justice League X Assistant!Gn!Reader; Platonic!Yanderes! Robin (Dick), Superboy (Konner), Miss Martian, Kid Flash (Wally) and Aqualad (Kaldur'ahm)
Tw: A single implication about Halâs past dub/non con incidente (blink and you miss it); Implied emotional manipulation, I guess? Justice League using kids as a manipulation tactic; A little angst, I think we all hate how Superman treated Conner, so I added that, so technically not a healthy relationship between them here, could be interpreted as Superman manipulating him or Superboy trying too hard to make his bio-dad like him; The kidâs ages are definitely not accurate canon wise, but what is canon anyway? I mixed their personalities and origins from Young Justice (along with their age gap) and for Superboy it was mainly the animated movie Reign of the Supermen; English is not my 1st language.
Word count: 3,3k
Requested? More than once.
Extra notes: Dick is 10, Kaldur'ahm, Conner, Megan and Wally are 13. I wish I knew more about the Wonder Girls to write about one of them, I felt bad for not adding them, but I wouldâve felt worse writing for a character I have no idea how to write.
General masterlist | A Day in Life - Series masterlist
â I wasn't aware that there was a Take Your Kid to Work Day on schedule... â You said in a surprised, maybe taken aback, tone, if not a little strangled and sarcastic, even if a little happy. You rubbed your forehead, you knew your hunch was rightâŚ
MondayâŚ
Youâve heard the rumors Gotham media was spreading for months now, you even asked Batman if you should prepare the marketing team in case of an emergency, he denied everything.
So why was it that now you were staring at a 10 year old dressed as a traffic light?
â Miss/Mister/Mx (Y/N)... Iâm hungry⌠â Worst of all? The kid was cute.
You smile in a friendly manner.
â Okay, okay. Just give me a second, buddy, I need to talk to your⌠DadâŚ?! â You just now realized you didn't know their actual relationship. Batman only told you his name was Robin, that he was his partner, and that he was in the watchtower to observe. You didn't know superheroes accepted 10 year old interns, but whatever. The kid just stared blankly at you, not giving an actual answer to if you got your assumption right.
â Can I go with you? â Robin fiddled with his fingers. So cute. You nodded with a small smile. The kid jumped off his too big chair and ran towards you, surprising you by taking your hand. He had small hands. So cute.
You walked slowly, to accommodate to his height, in the direction of the door to the briefing room, where Batman was talking to John Stewart. This other Green Lantern was a breath of fresh air. The other one (the one who shouldn't be named) was away, working on another district of the universe since that whole⌠Less-than-consensual situation. You were happy and surprised when the League didn't just brush it off, and even compensated you for it, alongside making him go away. He either agreed to that, or caused the 3rd World War against the Justice League. It was a temporary predicament, but happier nonetheless, since John wasn't obsessed with you, unlike the rest of them, and easy to work with.
You cleared your throat so they would turn to you.
â Does Robin have any restrictions? He said he's hungry so I'm gonna take him to the kitchen. â You said politely. Batman shook his head.
â Just don't give him sugar. He needs to sleep before patrol tonight. â You raised your eyebrows in surprise and nodded your head. Batman looked at the boy. â Behave, chum. â You blinked, Robin nodded solemnly.
As you walked in the direction of the kitchen, the kid showed to be very happy and talkative. You were surprised, considering who his dad was, but it warmed your heart. At least it seemed he wasn't mistreated.
At some point, he let your hand go and started cartwheeling and doing acrobatics all the way there to show off his abilities to you. You gasped and clapped, praising his talent along with other workers from the crew who were passing the hall. You were slightly worried that he would fall and get hurt, but the kid was really confident in what he was doing (but they always are, until they fall).
When you got there, you were impressed that he wasn't even the slightest out of breath.
â Do you have games on your phone? â He asked, sitting down on a table while you rummaged the fridge for some sandwiches or any healthy snack, since you didn't know how his home diet was, but guessing by his build, which was a lot more athletic than kids his age are, he was probably pretty healthy. Son of the Bat.
â Hmm, I have Dress to Impress, Pou and Candy Crush.
â What is Pou? â Your heart panged and you sighed, feeling old.
â When were you born? 2010? â You walked towards him and settled a plate with a sandwich in front of him, before pouring a cup of juice.
â 2014. â Your mouth dropped, speechless. â Wait, so not even Stardew Valley? â You cleared your throat and shook your head, sitting beside him, while he started eating.
â Wait, can I even let you play? Does Batman let you have screen time? â He nodded.
â I have a phone. I just couldn't bring it with me today⌠He said he would show me around the tower, but he got busy with work⌠â He deflated a little at the end of the sentence, your heart broke. â Anyway⌠He told me I could distract myself. I just need your permission. â You bite your lip.
â Okay. How about we go to the recreational room and you can play some videogames while I work from the computer. â Robin nodded eagerly.
â Damn, you can't even play with me? Working sucks. That must be why adults are so boring. â You took a napkin and cleaned some food from his cheek.
â It's not that bad⌠You can do whatever you want. â He perked up.
â I guess so⌠â He looked you up and down. You prepared yourself for one of those moments where kids are so blunt that they don't know they could offend someone. â But you're not boring, (Y/N), you're cool. Must be why daddy likes you so much. And he doesn't like no one.
TuesdayâŚ
Wow, what a weird coincidence. Just yesterday Batman brought his kid, and now Martian Manhunter brought his niece.
Miss Martian looked older than Robin, but again, she was a martian, her appearance was shifted to whatever she wanted to look like. All you knew was that she was young and new on Earth.
Right now, she looked very human. She had freckles and auburn hair. The only thing that made her stand out was the green of her skin.
When she presented herself to you, you got startled by her voice in your head, but you and Martian Manhunter softly explained to her that on Earth people didn't communicate through their minds, and it was kinda like an invasion of privacy. Kinda funny hearing him say that, but whatever.
Like Batman the day prior, Martian trusted the girl in your hands. So many coincidences, right?!
â So, honey, how old are you?
â Oh, on my home planet I should be about 39. But converting to Earth years, Iâm 13. â She said with a shy but friendly smile, you smiled back.
â Youâre pretty young then. How are you settling on Earth? Planning to go to school maybe? â She nodded.
â I just started the school year⌠I wasn't too sure about that, but my uncle said it would be good to learn human behaviors. â You nodded.
â American school is nice, I recommend you should take part in clubs. And don't feel pressured to make a billion friends. It's better to have one good friend, instead of 10 people you know but can't rely on. â She nodded, biting her lip.
â I already know some of the other sidekicks, I just don't have any civilian friends⌠I was thinking about joining the cheerleading team. â You gasped, excited.
â Oh, that's really good! I always wanted to join, but was never the sporty type. Youâre sweet, I think that already gives you some points. â Her green cheeks got darker.
â You think so?! â Her voice got louder with excitement.
â Of course! Now let me give you some tips about the jocks, honeyâŚ
WednesdayâŚ
Today, Flash brought Kid Flash. You haven't met him until now. The sequence of days the older heroes brought in their sidekicks was starting to look weird⌠But not that weird. Batman said he would give Robin a tour but became unavailable. Manhunter wanted Miss Martian to meet civilian people and have a good role model â you don't know why he decided that that role model should be you, but it made sense, so⌠â. Flash Said they would spend the day using the lab to experiment some more on Kid Flashâs still recently acquired powers. So. Coincidences, right?
The boy was 13 too, he had messy red hair and green eyes. Flash didn't specify their relationship, but their personalities definitely matched a little. Both a little hyperiperactive and smiley. Although that could be more of a speedster thing, especially the first part.
Like promised, they spent half that day on the lab, occasionally calling you for snack breaks. However, at some point, Flash gave an excuse and left you with the kid.
Huh.
â Sooo, what do you do around here? â Kid Flash asked, spinning around in a chair he found somewhere and rolled to the middle of your office in the blink of an eye. You half-smiled. It was nice not being crowded by those weirdos and being around fresh and youthful people, but it was starting to feel weird.
â I plan schedule appointments, organize team meetings, prepare agendas and itineraries, book meals and travel arrangements, handle record keeping and documentation, and make sure a project stays on budget. â The ginger blinked and stopped spinning.
â Uhh, you went to college for that? â You blinked.
â I did, why? â He chuckled slightly.
â Nothing, it's cool, sounds boring, though. â You nodded.
â What do you want to work with? â He looked to the side, thoughtful for a moment.
â I think I want to be a scientist.
â Oh really?
â Yeah, I like physics, mechanics and a little bit of chemistry. â You smirked.
â Chemistry? Sounds boring. â Kidflash froze for a second, wide-eyed, then relaxed and started laughing loudly. His chuckling prompted you to chuckle alongside him.
He used his feet to push the chair around your table and stopped at your side.
â Hey, can I see how much people get paid here? If I'm gonna be a member of the League one day, might as well optimize time and just work here. â You slapped his hands away when he reached for your computer, he pouted.
â Wouldn't that make it difficult to keep your secret identity hidden?! â Kid Flash stretched his arm, then draped it across your shoulders, you lifted an eyebrow.
â Babe. I'm a superhero. I could change clothes really fast right now and you wouldn't even notice. â You scoffed and lightly pushed him and his chair away.
â A phone booth would be more appropriate for that.
â What's a phone booth?
ThursdayâŚ
Superman brought Superboy.
Why the fuck are they doing that, bro?
You didn't even know they were close! Sure, Superboy is Superman and Lex Luthorâs clone, the whole world knew that, and that Superboy took to Superman's side. But they were never seen together, unlike Flash and Kid Flash, or Batman and Robin, for example.
Worst of all? It looked like the mood between them was⌠Weary. Especially on Supermanâs part. Did he not trust Superboy? You could understand that⌠But look at his puppy sad face!
And not even five minutes later, Superman just flew away, saying something about a hurricane in Texas, AND SUPERBOY STAYED!
The silence was awkward for a few seconds. You thought back to the personality he showed when he was first announced by LexCorp, when Superman was considered dead. He was all over the media (Lexâs marketing team was good) with his charisma and flirty personality. Although he kept the leather jacket, his quietness surprised you.
You cleared your throat.
Superman brought Superboy.
Why the fuck are they doing that, bro?
You didn't even know they were close! Sure, Superboy is Superman and Lex Luthorâs clone, the whole world knew that, and that Superboy took to Superman's side. But they were never seen together, unlike Flash and Kid Flash, or Batman and Robin, for example.
Worst of all? It looked like the mood between them was⌠Weary. Especially on Supermanâs part. Did he not trust Superboy? You could understand that⌠But look at his puppy sad face!
And not even five minutes later, Superman just flew away, saying something about a hurricane in Texas, AND SUPERBOY STAYED!
The silence was awkward for a few seconds. You thought back to the personality he showed when he was first announced by LexCorp, when Superman was considered dead. He was all over the media (Lexâs marketing team was good) with his charisma and flirty personality. Although he kept the leather jacket, his quietness surprised you.
You cleared your throat.
â So⌠Are you hungry? Wanna play videogames? â You grimaced slightly. He looked at you again, a little hesitant.
â Uh⌠I think so? â He blinked. â You guys have videogames here?! â He exclaimed, surprised. You chuckled.
â Oh yeah, for such a serious and stern guy, Batman really invested in the work environment. â You chuckled together, walking towards the recreational area.
You were curious about the earlier weird vibe, but didn't want to prod.
At first, you just let the boy play by himself, just sitting beside him and working while talking, that was until he paused the game between missions and stretched, then looked at you.
â Are you guys involved? â You looked at him with your eyebrows raised.
â You guysâŚ? â He pursed his lips.
â You and Superman. â You grimaced slightly.
â Oh no, he's my boss, and not my type at all. â He nodded, looking pensive.
â He likes you. â You kept a blank expression, waiting for him to continue. â I like you too, so I can imagine why he likes you. â You stared at him, exasperated. He widened his eyes. â Not like that! â He raised his hands to deny. â It's just- I feel comfortable with you. I felt comfortable with some of his friends before, I didn't even know why, but I think it's because half of me is from him. Like I have some things from Lex since I was⌠Born⌠â He looked to the ground for a second, pouting lightly. â That's why Superman doesn't like me. â You widened your eyes.
â I'm sure he likes you! â Superboy looked at you like he didn't believe you.
â No, it's okay⌠He's polite, I guess. And took me in as his family, just not⌠As his son⌠More like a brother, or⌠A cousin⌠I mean, I can understand, I'm basically a hate baby, created by his biggest enemy to outdo and destroy him⌠â You shook your head.
You didn't know what to say, since you didn't know how their dynamic was like.
â H-He brought you here to spend time with you, didn't he? He just had an emergency to take care of⌠â He looked to the ground and then at you again. He didn't have the heart to tell you that's the first time they ever âhung outâ, and that his genius brain clocked hours ago that Superman's plan was to create a connection between you both by orchestrating a connection with you and him. He also didn't want to bad mouth Clark. A part of him always would have hope that Superman would want to be closer to him one day.
Superboy looked at the clock and then at you.
â Don't you have a break? I can hear your stomach, I'm hungry too.
FridayâŚ
This madness has to stop now.
â Nice to meet you, Aqualad. â You nodded at the boy with a small smile. You were a little mesmerized by his exotic appearance. He had brown skin, blonde hair in braids (where are his roots?) and blue eyes. His arms were also covered in tattoos that you knew had something to do with his abilities.
â I was showing him around the Watchtower, but now I have a meeting with Wonder Woman, why don't you two hang out for a while? â Aquaman, always the most obnoxious one. Their intentions were 100% clear now.
Aquaman didn't let you say anything else and left the room with said hero. You heard her murmur something about having to find her own apprentice to bring to the watchtower as soon as possible.
You looked at the boy, not knowing what to say.
â Have you ever been to Atlantis? â He surprised you by speaking first, his tone was gentle, if not a little monotonous, but he looked at you with interest.
â Uhhh, no? Iâm not that good of a swimmer and I can't breathe underwater. â Aqualad smirked lightly.
â You wouldn't need to worry about breathing, there are multiple ways for humans to do that, from magic to technology. As for swimming⌠I'm sure we can find some sort of solution for that, also. And I doubt my king would be opposed to the idea of teaching you. â You nodded slowly. So much for subtly.
â ⌠My vitamin D is low enough as it is, Iâd rather stay on land, no offense. â The atlantean opened his mouth to speak but you beat him to it. â Aqualad! Do you like the food here? I've always been curious about your cultureâs cuisineâŚ
You kept talking for hours, eventually, Aqualad and you ended up in the training room, he offered to show you a little of his control over water bodies, and you, still a little fascinated over the convivence with superheroes, and this being the second time you met someone from Atlantis, accepted eagerly.
â This is just like H2O⌠â Kauldurâahm blinked.
â It is water⌠â The boy confirmed, hesitantly. You laughed.
â No, no, not water. It's a TV show, it's about mermaids. I guess it isn't exactly accurate, but they can control water, just like you! â He nodded, slowly, contemplating. You looked at your watch, noticing your lunch time was due. You looked at him, shyly. â If you're up for it, we could watch it now⌠â That seemed to make him perk up a little and he nodded quickly.
â I would like to.
MondayâŚ
â I wasn't aware that there was a Take Your Kid to Work Day on schedule... â You said in a surprised, maybe taken aback, tone, if not a little strangled and sarcastic, even if a little happy. You rubbed your forehead, you knew your hunch was rightâŚ
There they were, in the meeting room, all seated around the big roundtable, almost double the number of people who usually sit there.
Now, the food order they made, made sense.
You pushed the food cart forward, one for Flash. You came back and pushed another one, this one for Kid Flash, you ruffled his hair. Then, you walked back and pushed the 3rd food cart around the table, delivering each meal for each hero.
â Steak for Green Lantern. One black coffee for Batman. One meat sandwich and chocolate milk for Robin. â You squeezed his cheek. He smiled brightly at you. â Toast for Martian Manhunter and a slice of strawberry cake for Missy Miss Martian. â As you put the plate in front of her, you whispered that you wanted to know how the cheerleading team was going. She nodded happily. â A burger with fries for Aquaman, a smoothie and salad for Aqualad. Oh, did you change your hair? I like it! â You smiled brightly at the boy and his cheeks burned, he nodded. â Ice cream for Wonder Woman. Another burger and fries for Superman and another for Superboy. I see you followed my advice, your style really matches with those piercings. Tell me how you did it later. â You laughed carelessly and went to the door. â Need me for something more? â Your bosses shook their heads, stunned. You left and closed the door.
â Can't believe you guys actually did it⌠â John shook his head, disappointed at his teammates.
â I knew it would work. â Batman said, sipping from his drink.
â That's why we stole your idea when we knew about it. â Aquaman chuckled.
â I really need to find a sidekick. â Diana huffed.
Batman turned to Robin.
â You did a good job, chum. â Dick chuckled.
â Yeah, I even asked for a sandwich without the crust. Now (Y/N) think I'm the cutest here. â He smirked smugly. Wally scoffed.
â Yeah, right. She totally doesn't think you're an annoying kid. â The duo stared at each other. â I, for example, made them laugh. â The redhead puffed his chest proudly.
â Are you sure it wasnât a pity laugh?! â Superboy snorted at Robinâs retort.
â Although Robin might be physically more adorable, and Kid Flash, in his words, made them laugh. (Y/N) and I started a TV show together, my king. â Aquaman nodded at his apprenticeâs words.
â You did a good job.
â But (Y/N) actually said they wanted to talk to me later! That usually oficializes humanâs friendships! â Megan said, softly.
â They said the same to me, the other day. That I could talk to them whenever I wanted⌠â Superman looked at Superboy, surprised. He felt awkward praising him, so he just nodded his head and looked away. Superboy pouted slightly.
â Because you told them your sob story, now they think you're a loser. â Conner glared at Dick. â Their physical language showed that they loved me, B! I honestly deserve an Oscar after that performance! They're gonna be ours before you suckers know it!
As a screaming match raised inside the room, the adult heroes looked at each other, lost for words, not only had the kids gotten you roped a bazillion times faster then they could ever dream, but also you were so amazing that they were enamored with you too.
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Tyler Owens x Reader: No Hesitation
Request: From anonymous: âI had an idea for Tyler Owens!! I feel like Tyler would be the type of guy that if a girl came up to him and said âthis guy is creepy, pls pretend to be my bfâ he would be like âhell yayâ and scare the guy away without making the girl uncomfortable?? Maybe you could do a scenario like that with reader?? Thank youuu!!! Lots of love!!â
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A/N:Â guys.... i'm down bad for tyler owens, pls send help (or requests so i can keep writing about him). anywayyy, enjoy!
âYou cominâ T?â Boone asked as he peered into Tylerâs motel room.Â
Tyler glanced up from where he sat on the edge of his creaky, double mattress and nodded. âYeah, I just need to grab a shirt that doesnât smell like pig shit.â
âGood luck with that,â Boone chuckled. âWe haven't done laundry in almost three weeksâ just about everything in my bag smells like pig shit.â Â
âMaybe itâs time we popped home for a bit,â Tyler muttered as he continued digging through his bag. Finally, he pulled out an unused, plain, T-shirt that had been folded at the bottom of his duffel. âWhat kind of place is this, Boone?â he asked as he pulled the shirt over his head.Â
âJust a bar, man. Nothinâ fancy. They got darts though, and a pool table. Which, by the way, I bet you fifty bucks I can smoke you at.â
âBoone, you donât even have fifty bucks,â Tyler replied, shaking his head. He stood up from the bed and joined his friend in the hallway, shutting his motel room door behind him.Â
âDo too,â Boone said defensively as they began walking towards the parking lot to join the rest of the team.Â
âOh you mean the fifty bucks I gave you to get the vanâs oil changed last week? Which now Iâm assuming you never didââÂ
âAn honest mistake,â Boone said, putting his hands up in surrender. âThey were closed the day you gave it to me, then Iâll be honest, I forgot about it. But my point is, beat me at pool and that money is yours again.âÂ
âI donât want the money to be mine again, I want the van to get an oil change.â
âWell you get your fifty bucks back and you can use it for whatever youâd likeâ oil change included.â
Tyler shook his head, knowing there was no use arguing with his friend.Â
âWhatâre you two love birds arguing about now?â Lilly asked. She was perched on the hood of Tylerâs truck looking at footage sheâd taken from her drone earlier in the day.Â
âTâs too scared to play me in pool,â Boone answered before Tyler could.Â
âAw,â Lilly said teasingly. âNothinâ to be scared of. Weâll still love ya, even if Boone kicks your ass.â
âYeah, T,â Dani added from the front seat of the van. They had the door kicked open and their feet resting out the rolled down window. âThereâs no shame in losinâ. Only in never trying.â
âI oughta just leave the lot of you behind. Me and Dexter can take things from here. Isnât that right, Dex?â
âSure,â Dexter said casually. âBut Iâll have you know I can also beat your ass at pool.â
âUnbelievable,â Tyler muttered to himself. âWhoâs ridinâ with me?â
Lilly and Booneâs hands shot up. âShotgun,â Boone announced.Â
âYou always get shotgun,â Lilly muttered as she climbed into the backseat of his truck.Â
âWeâll meet you guys there,â Dani said as they pulled their feet into the van and started it up. Dexter climbed into the passenger seat and then the group of them were off.Â
It took about fifteen minutes to get to the bar Boone had been going on about all day. He insisted they served the best chicken wings in all of Tulsa. Tyler would be the judge of that.Â
The parking lot was relatively fullâ but not surprisingly so for a Saturday night.Â
âIf you have more than three drinks, youâre ridinâ back with Dani, you understand?â Tyler said to Boone as the five of them walked into the bar together. âIâm not havinâ you get sick in my truck for a second time.â
âWhatever you say, Dad,â Boone said sarcastically. âIâm gonna mark my territory at the pool tableâ let âem know weâre next. Grab me whateverâs on tap, will ya?â
He didnât even wait for Tylerâs confirmation before darting off, Dani and Dexter on his tail.Â
Meanwhile, Tyler and Lilly made their way to the bar to order for everyone else. âMan, heâs full of it today,â he muttered once they reached the counter.Â
âYeah, well. Weâre all a little restless,â Lilly admitted. âItâs been a long few weeks without much action. Booneâs kinda like a puppy. Except instead of walks he needs adrenaline rushes and excessive fun. Tonightâll be good for him.âÂ
Tyler chuckled as he turned to check where the bartender was at. Except, as soon as he did, his elbow collided with the person beside him.Â
âSorryââ he said quickly, eyes wandering down.Â
His words caught in his mouth at the sight of an unfamiliar, but beautiful girl. You were gazing back up at him with equal surprise, mouth hung open slightly.Â
âIâm sorry,â he repeated.Â
âThatâs okay,â you answered quickly. âI was standinâ too close.âÂ
âNo other way to really do it in here it seems,â he said.Â
You smiled sweetly. âI knowâ itâs never this busy here, even on the weekends.â
âYou come here a lot?â he asked, just trying to keep the conversation going.Â
âI wouldnât say a lot, but enough. Any time I have a hankering for some wings.â
Tyler adjusted his body so that he was facing you entirely now. He was boxing Lilly outâ but sheâd understand. Especially after she got a look at how gorgeous you were. âYou know, my buddy said they were good. I didnât entirely believe him. But if you say soâŚâ
âYouâre gonna trust a total stranger over your buddy?â you asked teasingly.Â
Tyler tilted his head to the side. âIf you met my buddy, youâd understand why. You know weâre all gonna play some pool in a bit if you wanted toââ
âHey Y/N, there you are!â Tyler heard someone say, cutting him off. He watched as your head snapped around. A manâ tall with broad shoulders and black hair, was pushing through the crowd towards you.Â
âI gotta go,â you said to Tyler quickly, instantly causing his shoulders to fall. âHave a good night.â
âYeah, you too,â he grumbled. He turned back towards the bar to avoid seeing you reunite with who he supposed was probably your boyfriend.Â
âDonât sweat it, T,â Lilly said, clapping him on the back. âYouâll get the next one.â
Tyler rolled his eyes, kicking himself for letting himself get his hopes up over a stupid, two minute conversation.Â
Once he and Lilly got everyoneâs drinks, the pair of them made their way back towards the pool table which Boone had successfully taken over. No time was wasted before Boone was insisting the pair play.Â
To Tylerâs absolute dismayâ he really did suck.Â
He lost three games in a row before finally calling it quits. He opted to sit at a high top table with Dexter, watching Lilly and Boone compete instead.Â
Tyler was just about to throw down the last of his beer when suddenly, he felt an arm loop through his. He turned to tell who he assumed was Dani, that theyâd had way too much to drink, but before he could, a voice (that certainly didn't match Daniâs) rang out.Â
âHi baby, there you are!â Â
Dexter, who was sitting across from Tyler, glanced at him surprised.Â
Tyler looked to his left and locked eyes with the same girl from the bar earlier. Except now, she was gazing at Tyler desperately. Without warning and before Tyler could even react, you leaned closer to him.Â
In a hurried whisper, you spoke so that only Tyler could hear. âThereâs a guy over there. I keep asking him to, but he wonât leave me aloneâ can you just pretend to know me so that heâll go away?â
Then, you press your lips to the side of Tylerâs cheek quickly, like it was a gesture the two of you had shared thousands of times. You continued holding on to his arm, your eyes wildly trying to communicate how terrified you clearly were, as you looked pleadingly at him to help you.Â
Tylerâs face broke out into a huge grin as he, with absolutely no hesitation, took on the role of boyfriend for a complete stranger. He wiggled his arm out of your grasp and instead wound it around your waist, pulling you tightly into his side.Â
You were taken aback by how secure and safe you suddenly felt.Â
âIâve been looking all over for you,â Tyler replied. He could visibly see the look of relief that washed over your face once you realized he had decided to play along.Â
Tyler tugged at your hip, indicating that he wanted you to lean in closer. You took his hint and tilted your head towards him. Â
âWhich guy is it?â he asked discreetly.Â
âRed shirt, black hair,â you mumbled quietly. It was only then that you notice the other man sharing the table with your rescuer. You offered him an apologetic smile, hoping that he was intuitive enough to pick up on the cues youâd been dropping. Â
Next you noticed the rest of his group scattered around the pool table. Initially, they were in the middle of a game when you came over, but now, their attention had shifted. You glanced at the beautiful girl with tanned skin and long, braided hair, holding a pool stick. She offered you a small, but cautious smile. You hoped it wasnât her boyfriend you were currently draped over. Then, thereâs another guyâ with messy black hair topped with an old, worn ball cap. He had a confused look on his face, but when the girl leaned over and whispered something in his ear, his eyes lit up in understanding.Â
The man you were clinging to rubbed your hip bone gently with his thumb. The sensation sent sparks across the entire surface of your skin. You wondered if he even realized he was doing it. Â
Youâd seen him at the bar earlier and had gotten a good, gut feeling about his demeanor. He seemed genuine and kindâ even though youâd only managed about a two minute conversation with him before the man whoâd been following you around all night came back. It wasnât until after you darted off that you realized you should have just explained what was going on right then and there.Â
Youâd realized he was handsome earlier, but this was the first time youâd gotten a good look at him up close, now that your nerves had calmed down and you felt like you were able to breathe again. You wanted to give yourself a pat on the back, because it seemed like youâd chosen the best looking man in the entire bar, if not world, to be your pretend boyfriend. He had distinct featuresâ a strong jaw, tanned skin, and eyes so green, it made you feel like spring was blooming. His brows were furrowed into a firm line as he scoured the bar nonchalantly, looking for the man who had led you to him. You felt grateful that this complete stranger cared enough to help you out. Â
âThat him?â he asked, nodding in the direction he wanted you to look.Â
You turned your head and watched in dismay as the creepy man from earlier approached.Â
âShitâ yes.â
âI got ya, donât worry,â he murmured gently. âCan I help you?â he asked, turning once the man was within earshot.Â
He stopped in his tracks, eyes glued to you. âI was jusâ lookinâ for her,â the man said, words slurring together.Â
âAnd what use do you have for my girlfriend?â he challenged, grip around your waist tightening.Â
âSorry manâ she didnât tell me she had a boyfriend.â
âBut she did tell you to leave her alone, right?â
âYeah, jusâ thought she was playinâ hard to get. You know how these girls can beââ
âNo, I donât actually,â Tyler said. âI think if she said leave her alone⌠you should probably leave her alone.â
The man put his hands up in surrender. âEasy man, I didnât mean any harm by it. Like I said, I didnât realize she was taken.â
âI donât think youâre getting itââ Tyler said, standing up from his chair to face the man. You were surprised by how cold you felt without his hand around your waist.Â
âYou donât get to just choose to respect her now that you know she has a boyfriend.âÂ
âYou tryinâ to start something here, man?â The guy narrowed his beady eyes.Â
âWhy? You offerin?â Tyler took another step forward, anger surging in his chest faster than he anticipated. Â
âMight be,â the man said, meeting Tyler halfway. The two were face to face nowâ things were escalating.Â
But before things could get out of hand, the guy from behind the pool table hurried over. âEasy, Tââ he placed a hand on his shoulder before facing the guy. âWhy donât you just back off, man? Get outta here.â
âYeah, câmonââ two more people from his group stepped forward. Like a small army, you thought. All stepping up to protect youâ a total stranger.Â
There was a brief moment where the man studied the scene before him. Then, like he realized that taking on the four people defending you was a bad idea, he backed off.Â
âWhatever, sheâs not worth it anyway,â he said, throwing you one, final nasty glare before turning and stalking off.Â
You didnât realize youâd been holding your breath until you saw him walk out the front door. Only when it snapped shut behind him were you able to exhale a shaky sigh. Â
That guyâs been following me all night. I thought I could handle it, but then he got really mad when I wouldnât let him give me a drink,â you said shakily.Â
âWhat a creep,â one of them said.Â
âThank you so muchââ you said, utterly relieved. Then, you introduced yourself to the table of people youâd abruptly intruded upon.Â
âDonât mention it, glad we could help. Iâm Tyler.âÂ
The others had gathered around the table now and each introduced themselves as well.Â
âYou were right to trust your gut,â Dani said, offering you a reassuring nod.Â
âYeah, who knows what that creep mightâve stuck in your drink.â
You shivered at the thought.Â
âWell, I guess Iâm glad I crashed your table then,â you smiled, turning to Tyler. For more than one reason, you thought, taking in the sweet laughter lines around his eyes and full lips. You caught yourself staring and forcibly looked away. You werenât even drunk, but Tyler made your head spin. Â
âAnyways, I should go,â you said quickly. You had to remind yourself of the circumstances. Youâd practically mauled Tyler in front of his friends and forced him to get into a brawl in the middle of the bar. And no matter how breathtakingly attractive you found him, there was no denying the fact that this entire situation was awkward and uncomfortable. You cleared your throat. âIâm really sorry for intruding, thank you again.â Â
Tyler was still entirely dumbstruck, even as you walked away. It was like his brain couldnât keep up with whatever the hell just happened. He watched as you disappeared through the crowd of people.Â
âDude, what the hell are you doing?â Dani spoke up. Â
âHuh?â Tyler turns towards them.Â
âShe was into you, Tyler.â
He wasnât sure he heard them right. The bar was loud and Tylerâs mind wasnât working properly tonight, thanks to you and whatever perfume youâd been wearing.Â
Lilly nodded her head in agreement, âAnd if I had to guess by the drool on your chin, Iâd say you were into her too.âÂ
Feeling a little ganged up on, Tyler just stares at his team in disbelief. âI donâtâ I donât know what youâre talking about.â
Boone shook his head and chuckled as he walked back towards the pool table. âMan, I have neverâ in our entire ten years of friendship, seen a girl leave Tyler Owens speechlessâ this one might be special folks,â Boone chuckled.Â
âGo after her, you dummy,â Lilly said.Â
âAnd do what?â Tyler asked.Â
Dani scoffed, âTalk to herâ invite her back to the tableâ literally anything but let her just walk away, you idiot.â
Slightly offended, but more motivated, Tyler stood up from the table and finally took the last sip of his beer. It was warm, but he used it as a final attempt at some liquid courage, before striding off after you. The crowd of people was thick, but he was confident that no matter where you were, youâd stand out. Â
Sure enough, he spotted you across the bar. You had left your glass on the counter and were currently shifting through your bag, looking for something. Tyler took a deep breath before walking over. Â
He called your name, which he was proud to now know, causing you to look up from your things. Â
âTyler, hey,â you said, unable to hide the surprised smile that crept across your face. Â
âSo that was pretty weird, huhââ Tyler tried to swallow the lump in his throat, but all he did was realize how dry his mouth was.Â
You bit your lip, âYeah, Iâm really sorry about that. I didnât mean to make it weirdâ I justâ I was scared. He was so creepy, and you just looked like youâd make a good fake dateâŚâÂ
Oh my god, what were you saying? You were rambling, like you always did when you were nervous. You took another sip of your drink, wishing it was something stronger.Â
But a smirk crept up on Tylerâs face, like he could tell you were floundering.Â
âOh yeah?â His voice was playful. âAnd how do you think Iâd be as a real date?â
Butterflies ran rampant in your stomach as you clenched down on your jaw, trying to play it cool. But it was hard to remain casual when you were pretty sure Tyler was asking you out.Â
Your voice was hitched slightly higher than normal when you responded, âI think Iâd like to find out sometime.â
Tyler flashed his white teeth in a stunning smile before nodding back towards the table heâd just come from. âHow about we start now? I got a hankering for some wings, what do you say I get us a plate to share?â
With no hesitation, you reached for his outstretched hand.Â
âShould we eat before or after I kick your ass at pool?â you smiled sweetly.Â
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Hi Mae!
I love your writing so much and think about it maybe too often haha. Today I fell and sliced the back of my hand open so I had to go wait 4 hours at the ER to get it sutured back together and I thought it might be a sort of funny scenario to write about with the marauders where R just walks up to them covered in blood like âheyy who wants to drive me to the ERâ and is pretty chill in demeanour until the reality of having a hole in her hand sets in once they clean her up. I went into shock then, lost my hearing for a few minutes which was scary, but luckily I had a someone nearby who could help. Of course no worries if you donât feel like it, I appreciate you and I hope you have a lovely day!âĄ
Thanks for requesting! I hope your hand is feeling better lovely <3
cw: blood, mention of razors (unrelated to blood)
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âHey, Sirius?âÂ
Sirius screws the brush of his nail polish back into the bottle. âYeah?âÂ
âAre you busy?âÂ
âNot anymore.â He gets up from the bed, wandering towards your voice in the bathroom. âWhatâs up, gorgeous? You need something?âÂ
Sirius stalls when he finds you. Youâre standing there with a dissatisfied frown on your face, your hand a basin of blood held in front of you thatâs overflowing into the sink.Â
âMaybe a ride to A&E?â you ask. âIf youâre free.âÂ
âWhat the hell happened?â Sirius goes to you. He tries to take your hand, but you move it away.Â
âWait, your nailsââÂ
âIâm not really worried about my nails right now, babe.â He holds you by the wrist, turning the faucet on to a gentle flow before bringing your hand underneath it. The blood washes away quickly, and Sirius blocks your view of the cut, leaning down to see it. âHowâd you manage this?âÂ
âI was just opening my new razorsââÂ
âRazors?âÂ
���It wasnât even the razors that did it,â you say, a laugh somewhere in your voice. Your raised voices have drawn attention from the rest of the house. Remus and then James appear in the doorway. âIt was the plastic it comes in. Surprisingly sharp.âÂ
âWhatâs going on?â asks James.Â
âShe would like to know,â Sirius informs him, âif itâs convenient for any of us to drive her to A&E.âÂ
You roll your eyes. âAlright, you donât have to say it like that. I just mean that itâs not so dire, Iâm hardly bleeding out.âÂ
âYou might be!âÂ
âWhatâd you do, love?â Remus moves forward to see, he and Sirius now clustered on either side of you, each closer to your own hand than you are.Â
âShe managed to injure herself with plastic packaging.â
âOkay. Again, the tone is a bit much,â you say.Â
âAw, sweetheart.â Jamesâ arms wrap around your waist. He smudges a kiss onto your cheek. âAre you okay?âÂ
âYeah,â you tell him, audibly softening at the affection, âit doesnât even hurt that bad, itâs only stingingâŚâ You go quiet.Â
Sirius glances back at you, and youâre staring between him and Remus, your hand in your view for the first time. You look suddenly paler.Â
âHey, baby.â Siriusâ voice draws the attention of the other two to whatâs happened. He steps in front of your hand again, squeezing up the length of your arm. âYouâre okay.âÂ
âItâsâŚâ You stare at where you had been for a moment longer, then snap your vision to the side. Youâre breathing a tad faster. âGod, sorry. I feel sort of sick.âÂ
âTake some breaths, dove, youâre alright.â Remus holds your hand close to his chest, shielding it from your view as he reaches into a nearby drawer for bandages. âWeâre just going to stop the bleeding and then take you to A&E, you donât have to do anything.âÂ
âAll of you?âÂ
âWhy?â James gives your middle a light squeeze. âAre there some of us youâd rather not have there?â
âI knew she had favorites.â Sirius grins. âCruel. Weâre only trying to be there for you, gorgeous.âÂ
You smile a little bit for their sake. Youâre not sure either of them believe it, but James gives you a thankful kiss nonetheless.Â
âKeep breathing,â he reminds you, big hand rubbing up and down your abdomen. âYouâre really doing so well. I was surprised by how calm you seemed a minute ago.âÂ
âYou should have heard her before you got here.â Sirius squints his eyes at you playfully. âShe wouldnât let me touch her hand because she was worried itâd mess up my nail polish.âÂ
âSweetheart,â James laughs, giving you another fond squeeze. âReally?âÂ
âPriorities, babe,â Sirius chides you.Â
âAlright,â says Remus. You feel a kiss on your knuckles, and then heâs turning around, your bandaged hand still held protectively between both of his. âIs anyone going to warm the car, or do I have to do everything?âÂ
You nod, chastened, and start towards the door, but youâre dragged back by three pairs of hands.Â
âI mean anyone not injured, dove.â Remusâ voice is heavy with loving exasperation.Â
âSee what weâve been dealing with? Itâs a two man job.â Sirius squeezes your shoulder on his way past, presumably going to warm the car. James says something about getting your shoes and follows behind.
You give Remus a woeful look. He tsks, folding you into a hug. âDid you really prioritize Siriusâ nail polish over your bleeding hand?â he asks in a murmur.Â
You mush your cheek to his chest. âOnly for a minute.âÂ
Remus is quiet, but his amused breath fans over the top of your head as he brings his lips down for a kiss.
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¤đ ࣪ â kenji sato x gn ! reader
summary ; little scenario on how's like to wake up besides your infamous boyfriend !
context ; just fluff , kenji being a little whiny and clingy , during the time kenji takes care of emi , reverse comfort mentions . no proofread . bad writing (tired asf) .
the morning Sun breezed through the streets, awaking the city of Japan with a warm embrace of warmth as the people around started to waken up to do their daily duty and day.
near the island way back from the city of Japan, the nice large house was shining bright through the reflection of the sun, a loud chirp could be heard from the basement of the house,
the giant kaiju baby, emi, awaking from her slumber, snuggled up against the car, her father given her, she tiredly looked through the room only to be met by the owners AI, Mina, who was responsible for watching over the kaiju.
âgood morning little emi, have you slept well?â Mina asked gently the baby, in return getting a happy chirp from emi after recognizing the robot, Mina decided to turn on some music that emi likes and gave her her breakfast, wanting to make sure that the owners of the house can be able to wake up peacefully after a long while.
As a matter of fact, Mina started to sense the sunlight become stronger through the ocean water that was around the basement and knew that a certain male upstairs would be awaken because of it.
the certain male, kenji, was laying in bed, the sunlight shining through the curtains of the rooms making the light shine right into his mesmerizing face, but his eyes meeting the sunlight frustrated his well needed slumber.
Kenji squirmed around with a little whine, squinting his eyes closed to avoid the light in his eyes, turning around to face you so that his back where facing the curtains and him burring his face in the crook of your neck.
You, of course, didn't had a problem with the sunlight, kenji's boarded back covered the entire view in front of you and it also didn't surprised you when you felt him clinging onto you in your light sleepy state.
the warmth of kenji's pleasant made you snuggle against him a little, placing your head against his chest while your eyes started to open carefully, still being a little sensitive with the bright sunlight that appears in the room.
the same goes to kenji, he could feel you leaning against him closely, making him wrap his arms around you and carefully open his eyes to look down at you, only to be meet with you already looking through your lashes at him,
his eyes sparkling with the sunlight reflecting them, showing off every detail in his eyes, making him look even more beautiful in your eyes, a smile formed at the corner of his lips as he leaned down to kiss your forehead gently.
âGood morning my darlingâ Kenji said, his sleeping voice appearing and a honest soft looking smile became more visible on him, making you almost melt at the sight as a smothered look was shown in your face.
âMorning, able to got some hours of sleep?â You jokingly asked him, remembering how much of sleep heâs slacking because of emi. Kenji frowned a little which a whine as he tighten his hold on you as he threw his head back against the soft fabric of his pillow.
You let out a snicker and hugged kenji a little, only as much as possible, âDon't worry, I think emi is starting to get the scheduled of sleep, you've done enough for these couple of weeks for her.â You said, running your fingers across the soft skin of kenjiâs chest in daydream.
Just as Kenji was about to be smuggled though, wanting to say that he wasnât the only one but appreciated the words you given him, a loud cry was heard from the basement where emi still is, it seemed like that emi was getting bored of the music and wanted to see her parents.
All kenji could do was groan and turn around his head to burry it into his pillow as he lets out a scream in frustration, he loves emi yes, but he definitely is tired, especially from even the fact that he's not even close on being used to hearing a baby cry every minute it can get.
You though, didn't seem to have much problem with the giant baby, it felt like second nature to you but you yourself where a little frustrated to say the least, it's been a good while since you had some quality time with kenji,
not being able to get any time to just be in his company, it pained your delusional heart â and his too.
âI'll go to her, wake up whenever you wantâ You said, removing yourself from kenji's grasp which tighten the moment you said these words, him giving off a whine in desperate need of your company,
but you tapped his chest, asking to be removed from his warmth hold and with a little hesitation he allowed you to go, which you took as an opportunity to get out of his warmth, giving him a kiss on the lips which he definitely returned, before standing up and going to the elevator to the basement to calm down your girl.
Kenji just watched you, looking at you like you are the most precious piece of art in the world for him, he sat up and stretched before making his way to start off his day, thankful to have you with him.
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