#i was giggling and kicking my feet writting this

[justvibewithjas]

Please~

cw: sub!Konig, Dom!reader, handjob, cumshot, cowgirl, creampie, there is no plot just horny, I made myself blush ngl

word count~ 1.4k

König's body trembles under Y/n's touch, his breath hitching as she continues to pump him with slow, deliberate movements. His whimpers mix with the occasional German swear word, his sensitivity making every sensation heightened. His plea for mercy only fuels Y/n's desire to tease him further.

"No be a good boy and take it," she purrs, her voice laced with a mix of authority and arousal. "You know I love seeing you like this, so sensitive and needy. I want to savor every moment of your desperation."

Her grip tightens slightly, a teasing smirk playing on her lips. "Now, don't you dare squirm away. I want to make you feel everything, every delicious touch until you can't take it anymore."

König sat below her. His eyes half lidded. "Please... please...i-i can't...no more... please." He whines. He was twitching. Sweat beading on his body. His hands up above his head gripping the headboard. God he looked so good like this. "Aw pathetic." She smiles. "Please-" he groans trying to squirm away from her touch.

"Ah ah stay still." Y/n says as she pumps him. "Be a good boy for me hun." She adds.

König's breathing hitched as Y/n's words reached his ears. He struggled to remain still, his body yearning for more but also craving relief from the overwhelming sensations. "I-I'll try," he managed to respond, his voice strained with need. His muscles tensed under her touch, his body aching for release.

"C'mon you said you can handle this." She teases.

König's face flushed with a mix of arousal and frustration as Y/n's teasing words reached his ears. He let out a frustrated groan, the need for release becoming almost unbearable. "I-I can handle it," he muttered, his voice laced with determination and desire. "Just... just give me a little more... please." His plea was filled with longing as he tried to hold on, desperate for the pleasure that was within his reach.

"That's my good boy."

König's breath hitched at Y/n's words, his body responding to her praise. The sound of her voice filled him with a sense of pride, fueling his desire to please her. The pleasure built within him, the slow movements of her hand pushing him closer to the edge. "Thank you," he whimpered, his voice filled with gratitude and need.

"Aw, don't hide those pretty noises." She says. "You don't want me to stop do you?"

König's eyes widened at Y/n's words, his desire to please conflicting with his desire to hold back his moans. He squirmed beneath her touch, torn between the overwhelming pleasure and the urge to keep his noises hidden. "N-No, please don't stop," he managed to stammer out, his voice laced with desperation. "I want... I want to make you happy." His body trembled as he fought to maintain control, his longing for release growing stronger with each passing moment.

"Go ahead baby."

König's eyes widened with a mix of relief and anticipation as Y/n gave him permission. The words echoed in his mind, unleashing a surge of pleasure that coursed through his entire body. With a shuddering breath, he let go of his inhibitions, surrendering to the overwhelming sensations. His moans grew louder, filling the room as his body convulsed with pleasure, finally succumbing to the release he had been craving.

She smiles as his cum hits her face, boobs, and leaks down her hand. "That was a lot more than the last few times." She giggles.

König's cheeks flushed with a mix of embarrassment and satisfaction as he watched the aftermath of his release. He tried to catch his breath, his body still trembling from the intensity of his orgasm. "I... I couldn't help it," he stammered, his voice filled with a mix of sheepishness and pleasure. "You... you always make me feel so good." His gaze turned to Y/n, a grateful smile on his face.

She licks her hand clean and then uses her thumb to wipe the cum from her face. She sucks it off her thumb. She smiles up at him as she smears what landed on her breasts with her hands.

König's breath hitched as he watched Y/n lick her hand clean and then suck off the remnants from her thumb. His eyes widened, a mix of surprise and arousal coursing through him. He couldn't tear his gaze away as she smeared the cum on her breasts with her hands, a mischievous smile gracing her lips. The sight sent a jolt of desire through him, his body responding to the raw intimacy they shared. "You're... you're incredible," he managed to say, his voice filled with admiration and lust.

"think you can come one more time for me?"

König's eyes widened at Y/n's request, his body still buzzing with the aftermath of his previous release. The thought of experiencing another orgasm so soon sent a thrill of excitement through him. He nodded, his voice filled with determination. "Yes, I can... I'll do my best," he replied, his voice filled with a mix of anticipation and desire. He was ready to give himself over to the pleasure once again, eager to please Y/n.

"Good boy." She straddles him.

König's breath caught in his throat as Y/n straddled him, her warmth and presence intensifying the already electric atmosphere. He looked up at her with a mix of anticipation and adoration, his hands instinctively finding their place on her hips. His body responded to her closeness, the desire to please her overwhelming his senses. He waited, ready to follow her lead and give himself fully to the pleasure that awaited them.

"put it in König."

König's heart raced in his chest as Y/n's words reached his ears. He nodded, his hands gripping her hips firmly as he positioned himself at her entrance. With a deep breath, he slowly pushed himself inside her, a moan escaping his lips at the feeling of her tightness enveloping him. He moved with a steady rhythm, his desire to please her driving his every motion. The connection between them deepened, their bodies moving in sync, lost in the intoxicating pleasure they shared.

She grabs his shoulders. "Uh huh fuck just like that. That's my good boy."

König's eyes locked with Y/n's as she gripped his shoulders, her words fueling his desire to please her. He increased his pace, thrusting into her with more urgency, his movements becoming more primal and instinctive. The sound of their bodies colliding filled the room, accompanied by their moans of pleasure. He focused on maintaining the rhythm, his body responding to her guidance.

"God König." She moans.

König's breath hitched at Y/n's moans, his arousal intensifying at the sound of her pleasure. He continued to thrust into her, his movements becoming more fervent and desperate. The feeling of her tightness around him, combined with the sound of skin connecting filling the room, pushed him closer to the edge. He groaned in response, his own pleasure building as he sought to bring her even more satisfaction.

"Ah you're twitching inside me. Gonna come already?" She teases.

König's body trembled at Y/n's words, his desire reaching its peak. He could feel himself nearing the edge, the sensation of her tightness and the intensity of their connection driving him closer to release. He nodded, unable to form words, his moans growing louder as the wave of pleasure threatened to consume him. "Y-Yes," he managed to gasp out, his voice strained with need. "I-I'm going to come... for you."

"Go ahead fill me up." She smirks at him and pulls his head back so she can lean over him. Make him look up at her. Her other hand on his jaw and her thumb on his bottom lip. "Come for me König."

König's eyes met Y/n's intense gaze as she pulled his head back, her touch commanding his attention. The mix of dominance and desire in her voice sent a shiver down his spine, fueling his need to release. With a final surge of pleasure, he let go, his body convulsing as he spilled himself inside her, his moans muffled by her thumb on his lip. He surrendered to the overwhelming pleasure, his climax washing over him in waves, his body trembling beneath her.

"ah f-fuck," He whines.

"Oh goddd." She moans her orgasm hitting her from the feeling of him coating her insides. "Ah good boy. You did so good." She kisses him.

König's body still trembled from the intensity of his release as he felt the waves of Y/n's orgasm wash over her. He let out a shuddering breath, his senses overwhelmed by the pleasure they had shared. As she kissed him, he kissed her back with equal fervor, his heart filled with a mix of satisfaction and adoration. He whispered against her lips, his voice filled with gratitude and affection, "Thank you... for everything. You... you're amazing."

"Welcome," She says laughing.

[emyladia]

I want you back... | L. Nr

pairing : lando norris x f!reader

summary : you and lando had broke up a few months ago and you're just now moving on. Or so you thought... 'Cause that was before he decide to text you.

genre : fluff, slightly angst ?

warning : cursing, pretty sure that's all

a/n : I just loooove writting about lando. This is kinda shitty but it was fun to write hope you'll enjoy it ! Anyways taking request if you want.

You were fine, of course the break up has been really tough for you but now you could say it loud and proud : you were over it.

What a lie...

All it took was a damn text for your world to fall into piece again.

"Hey"

It was 3 AM when you screen lit up, and now that single word was making you completly crazy.

What the hell ? Why would he be texting you ? Maybe a wrong number ? Was he drunk ?

Your head was just a huge mess at the moment, that's probably because of that that you decided to answer. You clearly wouldn't have if you were in your plain consciousness.

At least that's what you were trying to convinced you.

"Hey" You text back.

"It's been a while" He answered in less than a minute.

"WTF lando ?" You couldn't help but send, this wasn't making any sense.

He was the one to broke up with you, and he hadn't even try to contact you the past months. Why would he texts you ? And why now when you were finally moving on ?

"I miss you"

You had turn off your phone after this text.

Like what were you supposed to say ? That you too you were missing him ? That in fact you were missing him so damn much it was hurting you ? That you were missing him so bad that sometimes you were calling your male friends by his name ?

You just couldn't answered that.

You were having lunch with your a few friends, yet the text just wouldn't leave your mind.

You had basically stared at it the whole morning.

"Hey, you're okay y/n ?" One of your friend asked.

"Oh yeah sorry I was just lost in my thoughts" You tried to brush it off, chuckling a little.

"You seem a bit off today, no offense but we've barely heard you" Another one of your friend spoke with a concern look on her face.

They were all nodding, as you sighed.

You should probably just told them, theywere your closest friends and it's not like you could keep that to yourself anyway.

"Lando texted me" You blurted out looking down.

A loud silence followed your confession as you saw all their eyes widened in shock.

"I'm sorry WHAT ?" One of them finally spoke.

"Lando in like LANDO ?" Another continued.

And they all followed, throwing questions at you.

You showed them the conversation, way easier and they all gasped at the last text.

"What are you gonna do ? You should probably block him" Your friend said, they seemed tp all agree.

"Yeah I should do that" You nodded.

They were probably right, that was the best things to do. They were the one who had picked you up piece by piece when Lando broke up with you.

You were gonna do just that, blocked him and he would be out of your life forever.

God you were so weak.

When you went home and were about to block him another text illuminated your screen.

"Sorry, I shouldn't have said that, you're not mad are you ?"

You swear your fingers had just moved on their own.

"I'm not mad, I was just busy sorry" You replied, and you knew you had fucked up, that needed to stop and yet you were encouraging him.

"I'm so relieved to hear that ! How you're doing ?"

Damn why was he answering so fast.

"Just casual life nothing too entertaining, you ?"

"Pretty much the same"

It was gonna be fine, it was a simple discussion between two young adults. Nothing to worry about.

"The paddock feels empty without you" He added.

Shit. This wasn't fine at all.

"Is that so ?" You were kicking your feet like a damn teenager.

"Yeah, can't win a race without you" You knew, and he knew this was border, but to be honest you weren't caring at all.

"Can't win a race at all" You joked, you were giggling. God you've missed talking to him, even for simple discussion like that.

You shouldn't felt that way, or you were gonna end up sad again, but you couldn't help it.

"OFFENSIVE" He texted back, but you knew he was laughing.

You and Lando kept talking for hours, you were smiling at your phone like a maniac.

He was such a good talker, smooth, funny, full of charm.

He knew how to annoy you and how to make you laugh the most. He also knew how to hurt you the most.

You were currently laying in bed, watching 'pretty woman' when you got another text from your ex boyfriend.

"I really do miss you tho"

Here you were again, staring at the screen like it contained the answer to the greatest mystery on earth.

"Lando, stop that please" You eventually texted back after a few minutes.

"That what ?"

"That thing that you're currently doing, trying to make me pity you"

"Is it working ?"

"Lando..."

"Cmon y/n I'm serious, I fucking miss you, every minute of every day"

You were no longer paying any attention to the movie that was still playing on the screen of your laptop.

"YOU chosed to broke up" You remembered him.

"I know I made a damn mistake, and I'm sorry"

"You know what I don't even want to talk you anymore"

"Y/n don't do that"

"I should have blocked you already"

"But you didn't"

You were infuriating, completly messed up by too many emotions at the same time, you were sad, and angry against him, and against you too cause you were so weak for this man.

He was right, you didn't.

"Babe please, I just want you back" He sent you a few minutes later since you weren't answering.

"Should have thought about that sooner, and don't call me that"

"I'd do anything" He insisted.

"Claim me on TV and I'll think about it" You texted saracstically before turning off your phone.

You and lando had never been public, because fans could be crazy at some times and you were finding it absolutly ridiculous to brag on social media that you were in a relationship.

That's why you had said that, that wasn't making anysense. Maybe now he'll understand that this was definitly over.

Or so you thought.

When you woke up your phone was blowing up with notification.

A lot of demands on instagram and hundreds of texts from your friends.

You were so confused until you clicked on the link your friend had sent you.

It was an interview of Lando that he hade just done but the views were already so high. Why would she send you that ?

Everything become clear when right before ending the interview Lando spoke :

"Actually I want to say something before leaving, I used to date a girl Y/n Y/l/n, she was amazing but I messed up with her cause I was a complete idiot... So if you're ever seeing this please come back, I know I've been an asshole. But I really want you back"

What.

In.

The.

World.

Was.

Happenning.

You grabbed your phone and dialed his number immediatly... No answer.

"What have you done ???" You tyepd agressively on your keyboard completly freacked out.

[scaranation]

Hi there dear

I stumbled upon ur blog and ahh love ur writting i wad thinking maybe if ur requests are open that u could write a lil smth IF UR FREE OFCI

was thinking scaramouche x reader argument (angst to fluff :the ansgt shouldnt be brutal bc i dont hsndle it well)

Or if ur not comfy writting that u could doo

Scaramouche x reader scara accidentally confesses to reader??

Dont overwork urself and remember to eat <3

Ofc! Literally giggling and kicking my feet as i wrote this anyway I hope it’s what you had in mind <33

༊*·˚ 𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐊

Pairing: Scaramouche x GN!reader (Scaramouche is referred to as Kunikuzushi)

Content: Modern AU, angst to fluff, comfort

In which Kunikuzushi’s trust issues lead him to grow apprehensive of your recent actions - although the argument he instigates leaves him in dire need for your reassurance.

“Fuck, why are you keeping things from me?” Kunikuzushi stood glowering on the other side of the kitchen counter, violet eyes flaring with unbridled frustration.

“Kuni, I told you, I was preparing-” You began, your voice barely able to remain level, but your fiancé cut you off.

“Bullshit! I’ve been betrayed so many times, I know the signs when I see it. Buying men’s products? Sneaking out? Hiding your phone? You might as well just tell me the name of your other man.”

Kunikuzushi had flown into a rage after discovering expensive men’s cologne in your room, and you were now left floundering in the wrath he usually saved for his subordinates. Usually, you matched his explosive energy, impulsively making snarky remarks in return - but now, you were just so, so tired.

Tired of this stupid argument.

Tired of Kunikuzushi.

Maybe you were even tired of your engagement.

“You’re just like the rest of them. How stupid I was, to think you’d be any different. Pathetic.” Kunikuzushi seethed, and that was it. The tears that’d threatened to spill for the past few minutes finally flowed as you felt your eyes heat up, the droplets staining your cheeks as you could only feel helpless.

Kunikuzushi’s gaze flickered at your crying, his lips sealing quickly as you finally took your turn to speak.

“The cologne was for you. Happy anniversary, Kuni.”

Without a second glance, you turned and strode off. In the arguments you usually had with Kunikuzushi, you’d storm off in a blind rage - but somehow, it was even more heartbreaking for him to see you shuffle away in fatigued defeat.

You’d been planning a surprise for your anniversary with Kunikuzushi for weeks. You’d treat him to a nice dinner, present him with expensive cologne and a new hat to add to his prized designer collection. But when you’d returned home on the evening of the anniversary, excited to have everything in order, you’d been greeted with the sight of your fiancé at the counter - holding the present you’d bought for him.

At first, you were surprised, but that was quickly overcome with excitement as you anticipated how he would react. Would he be happy, that you prepared a gift just for him?

What you didn’t expect however, was for him to explode into a violently personal spiel - accusing you of cheating, and hiding things from him, and purchasing gifts for another man. You knew he was busy with his work, which could leave him tense, and that he was quick to catch on to signs of betrayal, given his past. You knew he was prone to spewing harsh words he didn’t mean, but this time simply left you worn out.

Worst of all, it never occurred to him once that today was your anniversary. Were you foolish, to hope that he too would be counting down the days?

Perhaps you simply weren’t meant for each other - after all, you weren’t sure if you could continue putting up with his attitude.

And so, you decided to pack your things - not eliminate your relationship, but just stay in a nearby hotel to cool down. You figured that both you and Kunikuzushi needed the break.

The more clothing you shoved into your suitcase, the more convinced you became that this was the right decision. Overcome by the fatigue and mental drain however, you paused your rushed packing briefly.

You told yourself you’d close your eyes for just a moment as you propped your elbows on the pile of shirts in the case, laying your head down.

You’d just take a small rest.

-

As you lapsed in and out of consciousness, at some point you became vaguely aware of the sound of footsteps.

Kunikuzushi’s, unmistakably.

They shuffled hesitantly to the door, before pausing - the room dropping back into silence as the steps stopped in their tracks. A silence that was shortly broken by the quickening breaths of Kunikuzushi, indistinguishably muttering barely audible.

Was he relieved, to see you go?

You were vaguely aware of Kunikuzushi’s smooth, cold hands around your legs and the small of your back. They were tentative, shy - deeply contrasting his usual prickly nature. After another hesitant pause, you felt yourself being lifted into the air and set with utter care onto your bed, the man lowering you down slowly. Tracing the shape of your face affectionately, you felt his fingers cautiously slide across the planes of your face before pulling away in quiet resolve.

You heard the sound of your suitcase being unpacked, with a little too much force - your clothes placed in the wardrobe once again with a rigorous energy. A small smile crept to your face at the gesture. Kunikuzushi could be cute at times, although you’d never say that to his face. As he shoved the last of your clothes back and shut the suitcase with a vehement finality, you let out a sigh - feigning mumbling in your sleep.

The reaction was immediate as Kunikuzushi stepped over to your side, gently grasping your hands in his and pressing a soft kiss to your forehead. Too stunned by the out of character gesture, your breathing stopped - although it went unnoticed by your fiancé as he delicately placed his lips against your hand, cradling your arm close to him in a grip that was just tight enough not to hurt. Just as you felt your eye begin twitching from feigning sleep, Kunikuzushi gently pulled away with a reluctant sigh - placing your arm slowly back on the mattress and carefully tucking the blanket around your body.

-

A while later - following the sound of the shower - the other side of your shared bed dipped as Kunikuzushi crawled into it. You felt lithe hands wrap around your waist from behind, pulling you closer into Kunikuzushi as he pressed fluttering kisses down your neck and back.

“I don’t know if you’re awake… But I just wanted to say that I’m sorry. I know I can be quick to misunderstand things and assume the worst of people, and I’m sorry for lashing out and forgetting about our anniversary. But… If you’d like, we can have a date tomorrow, and maybe…” Kunikuzushi’s voice was rough and gravelly, faltering at your lack of response. His arms tightened around you. Maybe, in his heart, he wanted you to be awake - to respond to him, and offer him the forgiveness he sought.

“If you… Still want to be with me, of course.” He added, voice trembling lightly. He dipped his head back into the crook of your neck, and you felt something damp on your skin.

Was he… crying?

You rolled over at once, to see Kunikuzushi staring at you with teary eyes - face flushed, and eyebrows raised in an expression of vulnerability you’d rarely ever seen from him. You weren’t sure if it was the dark, but it looked as though his lower lip was shaking.

“Kuni, why would I leave you?” You thumbed away his tears as he melted into your touch, closing his eyes.

“You were packing your things… You know I don’t like it when people leave.”

“I was just planning to take a small break.”

You felt your fiancé’s arms hug you closer at that, his eyes widening.

“Are you going to call me a liar?” You chuckled, as Kunikuzushi closed his mouth. His face flushed with embarassment.

“Listen. I won’t leave you, and you need to believe that. I won’t lie, neither of us are great with words, so I’ll just say it as it is - the only thing that has the smallest chance of driving me away is your inability to believe that I’ll stay.” You murmured, before realising that your delivery of words had significant room for improvement.

“… Okay, I believe you. Because that’s what silly mortal love is, isn’t it? A risk.” Kunikuzushi muttered, although his arms relaxed.

“Good thing we’re both taking that risk.” You smiled, as Kunikuzushi’s usual demeanour returned. Typically, he couldn’t handle apologising and cracking his infallible ego.

Kunikuzushi supposed that since he’d already been vulnerable, he might as well continue to be. Curling into your form, he held you tightly - pecking light kisses wherever his lips could reach.

“You know, you’re not as insufferable when you’re desperate.” You laughed.

“… Are you still okay with a date tomorrow, though…?” Kunikuzushi ignored your comment.

“Yes, of course.” You replied, lacing your fingers with his. He turned red, stuttering in his movements at the simple gesture. His eyes however switched to relief at your acceptance - mouth curving into a smile despite the flush across his pale cheeks.

“Good night.” You pressed a lazy kiss against Kunikuzushi’s cheek, preparing to close your eyes.

“Can I have one… here?” Kunikuzushi grabbed you before you could fall asleep, pointing to his lips with a guarded expression.

You obliged, chastely kissing his lips before pulling away and laughing at his embarrassment.

“I hate you.” Kunikuzushi scowled at your deriding chuckles, closing his eyes and nestling into the blankets.

“I love you.” You responded quickly, letting your eyelids droop sleepily.

Then, a few minutes later, in the slumbering silence of the bedroom, came one last comment.

“… I love you too.”

[dopepoisonivyoncrack]

Sorry but sometimes I will judge. Sometimes my limits will become obvious like a magical barrier when you touch it. Like, mostly I don't care what people ship or why, there are things I will simply not understand, and its not ok to assume and its not something on which to assess a person's morals. But I would lie to say I'm ok with everything. It doesn't even matter what I tolerate or not, people of all kinds will continue to exist and imagine/ship/like/do whatever, and regardless of my stand. What I can do is take measures to limit my contact with them, idealy to zero.

Where I was going with this? I realized I can't say I'm ok with people shipping anything, or that people can interact with me and I will never judge (yes, I saw some posts and couldn't rb but got me thinking). It is mostly true, but I have limits. Like, if your jam is shipping a victim with their abuser, if your jam is putting them in romantic and/or sexual context, if you ship a pimp with the ones they took and turned into a prostitute, and hurt and abused them and traumatised them, and destroyed their life. I'm sorry but this isn't an enemies to lovers trope, this isn't a tsundere that will shout that they hate them but they actually love them. And even if you do it for other reasons, and it is not a comment on your morals, it is a comment on something I don't even want to know or have any interaction with.

People explore the darkness, the unsettling, the uncomfortable through fiction and art and its fine, its healthy. But I can't help to see a difference in say, writting and reading and critically analyze a story like Lolita and shipping the 2 characters giggling and kicking your feet.

I also can't trust people that say they are ok with anything in this world and mean it, that pride on being neutral and chill. I'm not ok with many things, I shouldn't be. I get upset, I get angry, I get furious because I can't not care. Sometimes there is a need to take a side, to form an opinion, like for human rights, animal rights, environmental issues, mostly things that actually have a real impact in the real world. Sometimes this will naturaly extend into opinions on fictional stuff and my personal "jams".

[overtaken-stream]

The writting was worth all the wait. From the begining to the end the characters felt very ic and the ending? It feels very right, because if reader didn't exist after his defeat I believe King would really fall into some kind of "demise" but now, even after defeat he has a meaning (us) to keep going. The last scenes felt so intimate, the touches on his cheek tainted with warmth that was unbeknownst to King prior to reader's apperance.

Giggling and kicking my feet knowing you guys enjoyed it❤️

And yeah, it feels right that Greenbull ended(Idk if it's canon or not) King to me.

After Kaido died I don't think King would live peacefully nor would he try to mend the Beast Pirates, he served his purpose in the story and that was it. Giving him someone to wait for or to meet again and further develop his relationship with is the same as giving his life as you said, meaning.

[idkfitememate]

GUESS WHO LIVE!!!

anyway I really adore your non-genshin fics!!! I love your ocs!! I love them sillies!! and I really love this blog, because your not only writting for fandoms, but you also write about your ocs and little ideas that come to your mind!!! I love it!! keep it up!!!

Otter anon🦦

😭 you guys are killing me omg I’m gonna cry-

I really have never been that confident in my writing skill and ideas but seeing you guys enjoy them is something that really helps me get up in the morning. The fact that I’ve actually made people happy with my goofy little stories and silly little guys is something I still can get over. I mean genuinely, sometimes I giggle and kick my feet in my room at the fact that I even have followers, you mean so much to me.

And you, Otter anon have a special place in my heart. I’m sure I’ve said it before but I love everyone here equally for being patient with me when I take unannounced breaks or forever to write something I’ve promised to you, but Otter anon, you were the first person to send me an ask, to talk to me, and changed my life on this hellsite. I am 100% sure that without you, I’d be sitting in the background still, so thank you so much for your kind words and love and support throughout all this.

Thanks to all of you for supporting me. I can never express my pure feelings or gratitude for all of you, but thank you. You guys are the reason I still write and have so many ideas. You guys are a large part of why I’m pushing myself so I can write a the story for a show in the future I can hope makes you all proud.

Thank you.

[another-lost-mc]

okay but I rlly love ur writting, and the last two (or so) posts about pervy step-brother Levi got me giggling and kicking my feet (〃∇〃)

^ ask with some of the content omitted since I can't put it behind a read more. lol

anyway, I have a follow-up drabble of sorts outlined that takes place after this one. I might work on it when I need a break from kinktober stuff, but its not high on my list of priorities atm since there's some other stuff I'd like to write first.

(other stuff = karasu + dirty talk)

[mmingooo]

3. trying to cook something ෆ⸒⸒ uniquely smau

uniquely is a new co-ed group under pledis entertainment, nabi will have to go through and explore the idol world while making friends, and possibly even finding love.

mingyu x idol!oc

ෆ⸒⸒ notes; so i’ve been writting the next few parts after part 5 and when i tell i’m GIGGLING, KICKING MY FEET while writing 😭😭😭 like girl GET UPPPP

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[okwonyo]

hi ~ ⭐ i just wanted to say that I'M IN LOOOVE WITH YOUR WORK <3 i enjoy them a little too much to the point where i start giggling blushing kicking my feets.. pls never stop writting u are one of my faves here :DD

sending you tons of love and i hope have an amazing day bestie !!!! mwah mwah °ʚ(*´꒳`*)ɞ°

hello! thank you so much for this ask, it really motivates me into writing more！>< i hope you have a amazing day as well, love you lots ♡

[helloescapist]

HAIIII or well. "Wsg" haha!

Its been a while (im genuinly not sure how long but atleast im less awkward w my typing now haha!) since i opened tumblr cus damn stuff has been busy but here I am, well........idk if you remember me but i'm the "Within Reach" anon!

Ive been reading ur account once again to get back in tbe mindset since i saw well.ur answer on my old liked posts (kny new season back ón brainrot for me ) and icant tell you how i SQUEALED seeing people were intrifued by my request idea, mostly tbat youenjoyed it! Id say IM grateful to you for hearif me out, your writting is always so beautifully thougtful and tear bringing that it has me sitting on the floor staring at the screen for a while cus WOW! theres always so much detail and thoughts and this last posts little hc part abt this had me JUMPING GIGGLING KICKING FEET! The amount of love in that juzt makes me so joyous...

Anyways, I didn want to request anyhting, i just wantedto pass by and say hello, and appreciate your efforts and writing, im so sure youll be capable ofsoing great things since youre just a perfect example of what being awesome is! Take care!

Love - within reach anon

I cannot tell you how much this meant to me-- to say it meant the world just isn't enough. You have me giggling, and squee. It truly brought my heart so much joy to see this in my inbox. Your ask was so much fun to work on, and I'm so happy to see everyone else appreciating your concept.

When it comes to art, you are always, I mean ALWAYS welcome! 🥹 The fact that you would ever want to is just..... my heart... but only if you're up to it. I hope you never feel pressured or coerced to create. It's much more important to me that you are taking care of yourself! 💜If you find yourself with time, or want to, I would LOVE to see what you come up with.

Take care, and do your best!

[thechaoticreader]

Book Review: The Dead Romantics

Title: The Dead Romantics

Author: Ashley Poston

Rating: ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

Reading Method: Physical Book (Library💕)

Genre(s): Adult contemporary romance

Favourite Quote: "...I began to realize that love wasn't dead, but it wasn't forever, either. It was soething in between, a moment in time where two people existed at the exact same moment in the exact same place in the universe"

*Disclaimers: reviews are for READERS 🖤 and this is all my opinion and experience reading the book, if you disagree thats totally fine but please be respectful!*

This book had me laughing, crying, giggling, kicking my feet...just my perfect romance book, I'd give it 100/5 stars if I could! No words can truly capture my love for The Dead Romantics and to be honest to me its so much more than just the immaculate writting and intruiging plot. On a personal, human level, I adore it. The Dead Romantics was a book I've seen before and heard good things about but never got around to picking it up, until it found me at the right place and right time. About two months ago my uncle (who's more of a second father) past away from heart issues and as the eldest daughter in the family dealing with the unexpected death of a beloved family and community member I relate to Florence and found a lot of comfort in her as a character. The way Ashley Poston handles grief and loss was perfect. It feels like a love letter to the weird girl (without feeling mary sue-like), the oldest daughter, the one who grieves silently, and all the people who need some hope in grief. I have never felt so seen in a book and I will cherrish it forever.

On a personal note, my uncle was a larger than life, eccentric, loving person who was also a staple in my small town and nothing has been able to capture what it was like losing him until this book. Ashley is a fantasic writer and I can't wait to devour everything else she publishes!

Also gotta give credit to the subtle queer rep, where queer people were just a normal part of life. This book shows that representation can be done so simply without making queerness a theme, I comment Ashley for that.

[m-jelly]

after the new episode levi running with ramzi on his arm i cant get dad!levi off my MIND

husband!levi taking care of his brat, playing wrestling with them, changing diapers, cuddling, overall just doting levi who loves his little family so much 💖

he would be such a great family man im gonna cry. could i request some lil drabble about it? i love ur writting 🥺

@kenkopanda-art love you and your art

Such a good dad and husband

Pairing: Levi x Reader

Genre and tags: Dad Levi, romance, fluff, family, cute, cuddly, growing up, time skips, just lots of cute fluff.

Concept: This oneshot will show different stages of your children growing up and Levi being a wonderful dad and husband, from announcing the pregnancy, having a newborn, toddler, going to school, playing, having more kids and watching them grow up.

Pregnant.

You walked with Levi into your country home. You smiled at your husband fretting over you because you said your feet were starting to hurt. "Levi, I'm okay. I was enjoying our woodland walk."

Levi lifted you up and sat you on the sofa. "You hurt yourself." He knelt and massaged your feet. "You need to rest as much as possible."

You sighed and relaxed a little. "I'm not fragile." You gasped. "Oow." You rubbed your belly. "Evan kicked."

Levi's eyes lit up in delight. He kissed your belly over and over. "My little bean." He smiled against your belly. "Slow down, my little one. Don't kick your mummy so much."

You played with Levi's hair. "I think they're just excited."

Levi hummed a laugh. "I don't blame them. They're just excited to meet you." He leaned up and kissed you. "My adorable and beautiful wifey."

You giggled. "Such a good hubby."

He kissed your bump all over. "Little bean Evan, I have lots of stories for you." He gasped. "Today, you went on a nice walk with me and your mummy. We saw a cute squirrel and it was a red one too." He smiled. "I'll take you on that walk and we'll look at all the woodland animals."

"It'll be a lot of fun."

Levi nodded. "It will. can I sing to him?"

"Of course."

He started singing in his deep voice against your belly. He massaged your belly. "How long will it take for Evan to call us mummy and daddy?"

You smiled at Levi's pout. "When they're one they should be able to say it no problem."

"That's so long."

"It's worth the wait, my love."

Newborn

You flinched when you heard the baby monitor. You opened your eyes to a pitch-black room. You hummed and heard Evan making a fuss. You winced when the aching of your body started. "Evan..."

"Shh Evan, shh."

You looked over at the monitor to see your husband rocking your son in his arms. You slipped out of bed and walked to your son's room to see Levi sitting in the rocking chair with a bottle of your milk.

Levi was smiling down at his son. "I know you want your mummy, but she needs to rest as much as possible. So, it'll be me and you every night, okay?"

You pushed the door open. "Are you okay?"

Levi looked up at you. "My love, what are you doing? You should go to sleep."

You walked over and sat on the footrest. "I'm okay for now. I woke up anyway." You smiled at your baby. "He's so cute."

Levi smiled. "You did amazing."

"You recovered yet from seeing me in pain?"

He burped his son and hummed. "No..."

You shifted the footstool closer and rubbed Levi's thigh. "I'm okay. I just have a few more weeks of healing."

"I know." He looked down at Evan. "He's asleep." Levi carefully moved Evan to his bed. "Sweet boy."

You walked over and hugged Levi's side. "We make great babies."

Levi hugged you tightly. "We do. Come on, we need to go to bed." He kissed you and sighed. "Move it or I will tie you to the bed."

You giggled. "Yes, Levi."

Toddler

Levi clean Evan's face of the mess on it from eating. "Such a messy little boy."

You sat down and gave Levi his tea. "He is isn't he?"

Evan patted his hands on the table. "Mama!"

You kissed his little forehead. "I think we should try some walking with daddy, don't you?"

Levi blushed. "Yeah. I'd love that."

"He'll walk easily today." You lifted Evan out of his seat. "Come on little bean, let's get you into your cute little outfit for the day."

Evan waved to Levi. "Dada!"

You giggled. "That's right, daddy." You sat Evan down and dressed him up in a cute little outfit. "Perfect." You carried him outside to the garden to see Levi setting up the play area. "Alright Evan, time to get those legs moving." You put him on his feet. "Levi!"

Levi turned to his son and knelt with his arms open. "Come on Evan! Come to daddy!"

Evan squealed with laughter. "Dada!"

"Come on!" Levi smiled as his son stumbled around a little before running. "That's it!" He caught Evan and laughed. "Good boy!" He stood up and jumped around with his son in his arms. "You're such a good boy!" He tossed his son up into the air and caught him. "I'm so proud." He put Evan on his feet. "Chase daddy!"

Evan ran after Levi. "Dada!"

Levi laughed as he ran a bit and stopped so his son could catch up, then he'd start running again making Evan squeal with laughter and run again.

First day of school

You held Evan's hand as you walked to his school. You glanced at your husband to see he was fighting tears. You smiled softly and knew that you were just as emotional as Levi was about sending your little boy off to school.

You stopped in the playground and knelt in front of your son. You fixed his outfit and backpack. "I made sure that your lunch is extra fun!"

Evan smiled. "Thank you, mummy."

You hugged him tightly. "You be good boy, okay?"

"I will mummy."

You kissed his puffy cheek a few times before standing up. You sniffed back tears. "I love you so much."

Evan welled up a little. "Love you, mummy."

Levi knelt down and held Evan's hands. "Remember what I taught you, okay?"

"Be kind."

Levi nodded. "That's it."

He giggled. "Always love mummy and daddy."

Levi laughed a little. "That's it." He hugged his son. "Love you."

"Love you, daddy."

Levi pulled back and sniffed. "Love you too." He cupped Evan's face. "I am very proud of you." He kissed his little forehead before standing up. "See you soon."

You blew kisses to Evan. "Miss you!"

Evan waved. "Miss you, mummy and daddy!"

Levi hugged you against him. "He's growing up so fast."

You rubbed Levi's chest. "Yeah." You sniffed a little. "You wanna go eat some ice cream and eat junk food?"

"Yeah."

You walked with Levi. "You wanna try for another baby?"

"Yeah."

Another addition

Levi bounced his daughter in her little spring bed as he had Evan sitting on his lap reading a book. Levi pulled back Evan's hair as he smiled. "Perfect Evan, you're really good at reading."

Evan wiggled his feet. "I like it."

"I'm glad."

Evan looked over at his sister. "She's so tiny."

Levi hummed. "She is, but you used to be this tiny."

"Wow."

Levi smiled. "She'll grow up like you are."

Evan held his sister's hand. "It's so cute." He leaned down and kissed his sister's head. "I love her."

"I'm glad."

He sighed. "Where's mummy?"

Levi gave his son a little cuddle. "She's spending time with grandma Kuchel. Your mummy works very hard and she needs a nice little break. Plus, I wanted you all to myself."

Evan laughed as Levi kissed his cheek over and over. "Daddyyyy!"

"Keep reading, my little bean."

Evan wiggled his feet and started reading his book again. He smiled and laughed at the book. "This story is silly."

"It is, but it's fun."

"Yes."

Playtime

You placed the tray down with snacks and drinks on the outdoor table. You sat down and smiled as Levi played with Evan and Yuki. Yuki was off to school in a year and you knew Levi was going to get broody any day now to add another little one to the family.

Levi stumbled when his son attacked him and tried to wrestle Levi to the ground, but Evan was still young and Levi was really strong. Levi grabbed his son and threw him up in the air before spinning around as they fought.

Yuki ran for Levi and hugged his leg. Levi stumbled a little, then fell over when Evan jump attacked him. Levi fell back on the floor before rolling around on the floor with his son and daughter. Levi started tickling Evan making him squeal with laughter.

Levi got up and ran over for you. "Mummy's mine!"

You gasped. "Wait!"

Levi picked you up and put you over his shoulder. "All mine!" He ran with you. "She's my pretty wifey."

You giggled as your kids ran after Levi. "You cuties."

Levi dropped you into his arms and spun around with you. "She's all mine."

You laughed a little then noticed some grey hair in the undercut of Levi's hair. Your heart skipped a beat at your man becoming a silver fox. You pushed your fingers into his hair and kissed him as you felt desire burn inside you.

Levi hummed happily. "What was that for?"

"Just I love you."

"I love you always." He put you on your feet. "Now, I have some kids to fight."

You hummed. "You forgot something."

He frowned. "What?"

You tackled Levi to the ground. "Your wife is on the side of your kids! Attack my Ackerbabies!"

Levi grunted when his kids jumped onto him. He laughed with you and the kids. "I've been defeated!" He hugged all three of you. "Happily too."

[intheticklecloset]

One Free "Tickle Toru" (Haikyuu!!)

Primary Universe

Just Oikawa being a little dork and Iwaizumi teaching him a lesson. I love how flustered and childlike Oikawa becomes as the lee when he's such an evil, teasy ler. It's a very satisfying balance. Enjoy! ^^

16. "Make me."

24. "Don't move."

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“You’re still here?” Iwa asked, surprised. He’d noticed the gym lights were still on and had come to investigate, as he thought he was the last one going home for the night. He was a little taken aback to see Oikawa practicing his serves.

His friend glanced at him, then refocused on the ball in his hand as he geared up for yet another killer spike serve. The ball flew over the net and into the back left corner of the opposite side at record speed, the sound of it echoing through the empty gym. Seeming unsatisfied, the team captain grabbed another ball and geared up for another one.

Iwa felt a spike of irritation. “Are you ignoring me?”

“Trying to focus.”

“Toru, it’s really late. You’ve got to go home.”

“You’re still here,” Oikawa grunted before tossing the ball into the air and serving yet again.

“I’m on my way out. I saw the lights and came to investigate, that’s all.” Iwa frowned. “Hey, seriously. What are you still doing here?”

“What does it look like?”

“It looks like you’re taking out some anger on these poor volleyballs.”

“I’m practicing my serves.”

“Well, you’re not doing very well at it.”

Oikawa shot him a glare. “Thanks.”

Iwa sighed. “Come on, man. Let’s walk home together, okay? I’ll help you clean up.”

“I’m not finished here.” Another serve.

“Toru…”

“Make me leave, then, if you’re so determined.”

Iwa frowned, then remembered something and felt a surge of hope and mischief course through him. He strode with purpose toward his oldest friend, looking determined. Oikawa had barely turned around with yet another volleyball in hand before the vice-captain was in front of him, holding up a small, white “admit one” ticket.

“What-?” Oikawa didn’t even have a chance to finish before Iwa had knocked the ball from his hands, then grabbed onto his ribs and started tickling him to the ground. “Ah! Hehehehehey! Wait, wait – Hahahahahahajime!”

“Remember that little egg hunt you made me go on this late at night a little while back?” Iwa teased, having successfully forced Oikawa to the floor of the gym, his fingers digging into his sides and ribs and belly in rapid succession. “Well, I’m redeeming my prize now. Since you’re being a piece of crap again.”

“I-I am nohohohohohohot!” Oikawa protested around his giggles, so caught off-guard that he didn’t have a chance to hold back his mirth. He squirmed desperately, trying to curl up or kick his legs or something to help him physically process his rapid change in demeanor. “Hajime!”

“What’s the matter, Toru? I thought you liked this.” Iwa smirked, tickling even further up into the captain’s underarms. “Tickle, tickle, tickle!”

“Stahahahahahahap it!” Oikawa begged, his cheeks turning an adorable shade of pink. “Please, dohohohohohohon’t!”

“Can’t take what you dish out? Oh, that’s right. You hate being teased, don’t you? You never could handle being anything less than high and mighty.” Iwa chuckled as Oikawa arched his back to get away from the tickling fingers, only exposing his ribs to his friend’s other hand. He sputtered with hysterical giggles, batting weakly at the boy attacking him. “Or, actually…maybe you do like being teased when you’re so helpless like this, hmm?”

“Nohohohohohoho! Iwahahahahahahaha!”

Iwa laughed with him, then moved to straddle his thighs, pinning him in place even further and tickling even harder. Oikawa’s frantic giggles became surprised yet delighted laughter.

“Aw, don’t you like it when I tickle you, Toru? You did give me a free pass, after all. And with that attitude of yours, you were practically begging for it.”

Oikawa tried to thrash, but with his limited movement all he could manage was flailing his arms, which eventually moved up to cover his reddening face the more Iwa teased him. “Stohohohohohohohohop!”

“You’re such a cocky, arrogant son of a gun when you’re in control of yourself, but when I’ve reduced you to a puddle of helpless laughter like this, all you can do is squirm and beg, isn’t that right? Come on, Toru, let me hear it. Let me hear how ticklish you are.”

“Hahahahahajime!” Oikawa was so flustered he could barely speak at this point. “P-Plehehehehehehease, dohohohohohohohon’t tehehehehehehease me!”

“Aww, but don’t you like it? It should be someone’s job to knock you down a few pegs. Shouldn’t that someone be me?” Iwa grinned at the mess he’d made of his best friend, scribbling wildly all over his torso, watching Oikawa wiggle and giggle and cover up his face out of embarrassment. He decided to experiment with a new location and slid his hands down to grab at Oikawa’s waist, kneading his thumbs into his hip bones. “Besides, it’s good to see you laughing—”

“NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO!!” Oikawa suddenly exploded into hysterics, his hands flying down from his face to grab at Iwa’s writs, revealing his messy hair, wide smile, and dark red cheeks. “NOT THERE NOT THEHEHEHEHEHEHEHERE IWA!!”

“Oh?” Iwa hummed teasingly, ignoring his friend’s protests and focusing on his hips even more, enjoying the absolute scream of laughter he pulled from his team’s captain. “Oh~”

“STAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAP!! PLEHEHEHEHEHEHEASE, IWAHAHAHAHAHA!!”

“Uh-oh, did I find a bad spot?~”

“YEHEHEHEHEHEHES!! PLEASE, PLEHEHEHEHEASE NOT THEHEHEHEHEHERE!!”

“Ooh, this looks like it’s driving you crazy!” Iwa chuckled, grabbing onto both of Oikawa’s flailing wrists with one hand and drilling deep into the hollow of his hip with the other. “Aw, look at that big smile! Tickle, tickle, tickle!”

“STAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA—!!” Oikawa couldn’t even finish his plea, dissolving into silent laughter, digging his heels into the floor frantically, shaking his head.

Iwa laughed as well, kept it up for a few moments, then finally relented, still holding onto the captain’s wrists but not tickling anymore. “Well, I do believe I’ve found a way to shut you up, Toru.”

“P-Please,” Oikawa begged, still giggling as he gasped for breath. “D-Don’t…don’t tickle me there – please!”

“Aw, but why? It’s so much fun!”

“Do-OOOON’T!!” The captain screeched at the tiniest hint of pressure from Iwa, hysterics rising again. “Please, it tickles so much, Iwa, I can’t – I can’t handle it!”

“Hmm…” Iwa hummed contemplatively, taking one wrist in each hand and leaning forward so he was pinning them by Oikawa’s flushed face, looking directly into his eyes. He could tell that his friend was truly desperate, but there was also a hint of something else. Something excited. Maybe even something…daring? “Will you call it a night if I let you go?”

“Yes,” Oikawa complied instantly, nodding, still a little giggly. “Yes, I’ll pack up and go home, I swear. J-Just please…please not there.” Again, that little spark of something defiant.

Iwa saw it clearly, and immediately he thought up several different ways he could continue to mess with his friend, since he so obviously wanted to be messed with some more. “All right, then,” he said at last, shifting both of Oikawa’s wrists into one hand again, still pinning them down. “If you can hold still for ten seconds while I tickle you elsewhere, I’ll leave your hips alone. For now.”

Oikawa’s eyes widened. “W-What?”

“You heard me. Don’t move.” Iwa then went back to digging his fingers into the captain’s ribs again. He was expecting immediate squirming, but to his surprise, Oikawa did remarkably well holding as still as possible. He laughed even louder to make up for his inability to squirm, but for nine seconds he was able to stay put.

Then, on the tenth second, he couldn’t anymore and twisted away.

Iwa paused, watching Oikawa’s face. Had he done that on purpose, or was it truly that he just couldn’t take it any longer? For a few long, torturous seconds, he contemplated whether or not to go back to his hips as threatened. The setter watched him as well, eyes wide and nervous, but still shining with glee. Finally, Iwa made a decision, and he drilled into his friend’s ribs for another few seconds before relenting and climbing off of him. “All right. Close enough.”

Oikawa shakily got to his feet, blushing like crazy and a completely different person from the one Iwa walked in on. “T-Thanks, Iwa-chan.”

“You obviously needed it,” Iwa teased, poking his side on his way to the bin of volleyballs, chuckling when Oikawa let out a soft yelp. “Come on. I’ll help you clean up.”

[leewritesstuff]

Keeping Up With The Hollands | 04

Summary: You and Tom were offered to document your life since you are both famous in the entertainment industry. Now as you got older you left the entertainment industry and head for the medical field. How difficult can it be? Also, did I mention that you have kids?

Pervious | CHAPTER 04 | Next

Series Masterlist

WORDS: 1.6+k

Writting this made me laugh at some parts pfftt. Anyway let's pretend that Far Away From Home was shooting during the time the boys were of age (forgot their age ngl 2 or 3 somewhere there)

Tom woke up first, sensing something on his face. He opened his eyes and catch a small foot in front of him. In confusion, he turned and notice all of his children on his king-size bed. Slowly but gently, he removed the feet that belonged to Edward.

He got up and head to the kitchen. Preparing breakfast for the family. His girlfriend Y/N was on a press conference for her charity.

"So today, we are going on the set of Spiderman Far From Home. Um, I'm not really sure how I'm going to do that and take care of four children. I know Harrison said he will be there but... I'm scared" he said to the camera as he tries to flip the pancake.

"I actually tried hiring a babysitter, they only lasted a few hours. I think I had forgotten to tell them that there would be more than one kids. Anyway, Ed and Chase gave them hell so they all left." After flipping the pancakes, Tom separated them, one for each boy and three for him, with some whipped cream on them.

Finish fixing up breakfast, he goes to wake up the boys, seeing as they are on a time limit. When he got there, he saw Jake up, trying to wake up his brothers.

Tom smile and ruffle the boy's hair, "Morning bud, you slept well?" Jake gave him a toothy grin and nodded. Jake got up and jumped into Chase's body making the boy yell, which woke up Max.

"Get up" Chase got up and pushed Jake down the bed, the two starting a fight. Jake's leg accidentally kicked Ed in his face, making the boy cry. Tom pulled away Chase from Jake and grabbed Ed, trying to soothe his nose.

"Alright, alright, it was an accident okay? You're okay" Once the boy calmed down, he picked up Maxton and carried him to the kitchen, as his two other ducklings followed.

Chase and Jake climbed into their highchair while Tom put Ed and Max in there's. He grabbed the prepared plates and gave them it.

Tom sat down in front of them, trying to feed each of the boys, "Chase is the only one who could fully feed himself, so I have to help the others."

Max took a piece of pancake and gave it to Tom, when Tom saw what he was doing, he opened his mouth and let Max feed him.

"Thank you Max for sharing." Max smiled and nodded and continued eating. After the boys were finished, Tom took their plates and washed them.

When he was done, he went to get the boys dressed including himself.

They made it to the studio safely. Tom took out each boy and placed name tags on them. He took Chase hand's who was holding Ed, then Jake's then Max and walked towards the entrance.

"Pa where we at?" Questioned Ed as he looked around the building.

"Well, we're at my work. You get to see Ironman, Thor-"

"Do we get to see Batman?" Tom looked at Max as if he just asked the weirdest question. As he was going to answer, Ed beat him to it.

"No stupid, they have Captin America"

"Aye! Don't call your brother stupid!" Ed pouted but kept quiet. After checking in with security and handing the children their passes they were allowed to enter.

As they were walking, Tom felt something heavy on his foot. He looked down and noticed Maxton was on it, he let out a sigh and tried to get the boy off of him.

"Max let go, I need to walk"

"No"

"Max, come on buddy, I need my foot"

"No"

Tom huffed and bent down, then he grabbed the boy making him scream. He tried shaking the boy off his foot but he wouldn't move. Giving up, he grabbed back Chase's hand and dragged his right foot.

"Stay then. Bloody hell"

On his way to his trailer, he showed the boys all the objects that were on the walls, the posters, the banners, the pictures of people etc etc.

Tom had left the boys in the lounge area with his stylist, Rachael since she asked too. He was grateful for that, but what he didn't mention was that they were slippery. Literally.

The poor woman's attention was more focused on Jake and  Maxton fighting to get the last box of juice, that she didn't notice that both Ed and Chase were missing. Somehow, both boys ended up by the set where Tom was shooting his scene for Far Away Home.

They watch as 'Spiderman' fought Mysterio. Wanting to go help his father, Chase quickly took off his clothes and ran onto the set and started hitting Mysterio.

(I'm sorry I had to laugh at this scene pffttt)

"Someone's Kid is on set!" someone shouted

"Tom's!"

"Whoa! Hey hey! Get me down!" Tom yelled when he notices what's going on. Jake who was playing as Mysterio, 'fell' onto the ground yelling, "Argh! You got me! Man down!" Giggles and laughter could be heard around the seat.

After they got Tom down, he quickly grabbed his son, and shield him, "Mate, I get you're trying to save me and all but you need to keep your clothes on"

Chase smiled at his father, dimples on display. Tom couldn't hold in his laugh and just started bursting out. Jake got up from the ground and head over to the duo. "I guess we have a new spiderman?"

The director yelled for everyone to take a break, Tom, Chase and Jake head over to where Ed and Jacob were enjoying themselves at the buffet table.

"Ed, I thought I left you at Rachel's? Why didn't you stop your brother?"

"He's older" "Yes he is, but you know sometimes he acts like a div and you're stronger than him, so why didn't you?" "I saw food" Both  Jake and Jacob laughed at that while Tom let out a sigh. He picked up the other boy and carried them to who knows where. They spent a good few minutes looking for the other two Hollands. After giving him, Tom carried the two to the lounge area. Tom got irritated when he saw both Jake and Max sitting next to Zendaya and Angourie who was entertaining the two.

"You're shitting me right?" The four turned towards the voice, Max with his bag on his back and  Jake running up to their father's leg and hugging him.

"Daddy said a bad word" "Pay the cookie jar!" Both girls laughed at their friend, watching as his children scold him for cursing. Tom squeezed into the girls and sat on the couch. Noticing that his brother was nude, Max goes up to Tom and turned around. The said man opened the bag and took out some clothes.

While he was putting on the clothes on his eldest son, he kept mumbling about how 'what's with you and clothes?' and 'I will glue them onto you' or 'You have some issues with clothes'

Both girls found the whole scene to be entertaining considering the eldest son was fidgeting and feeling squirmish. Zendaya who had Max on her lap, played with the boy's hair while Angourie tickled Jake. Ed kept on enjoying his juice box.

After finishing dressing the boy, Tom took out a juice box from the bag and handed it to Chase. "Now keep your clothes on okay?" The boy nodded his head in return.

"So what's his issue with pants? Is it too tight or something?" Questioned Zendaya.

"No. He just doesn't like clothes for whatever reason. We're trying to break him out of it but it's hard. The lad just likes to keep his bits cool" "Tom never say that again please" "I'm just saying"

As he was going to say something else Rachel burst into the room panting and sweating, gasping for air. Quickly Tom got up and handed her a bottle of water while Zendaya rubs her back.

"Are you okay?" questioned Angourie. After calming herself down, Rachel turned to Tom and quickly started spurting out apologizes, "I-I'm sorry,  I got distracted by Max and Jake? I think and then I lost the other two and then I told the two that were with me to stay put but when I came back they were gone!"

"Rachel, love, it's alright. I forgot to explain hay they tend to wonder about so that's my fault. I shouldn't have given you four kids. They are a lot to handle" After trying to reassure the woman, he turned to his troublemakers who all gave him a cheeky smile.

"You should apologise for worrying Mrs Rachel."

"We're sorry" The woman nodded her head and left the room, feeling tired after all of the stunts that were pulled on her today.

Since Chase interrupted the scene, the director decided to call it a day and sent everyone home. After Tom changes out of his suit, he heads back to the lounge to pick up his troublesome children.

Once they got home, Tom took them to the shower, after doing that he dressed the boys into their nightwear with the extra stress from Chase.

Once they were out cold, Tom grabbed his phone and called his wife.

"Hey love"

"Hey, you sound tired, how was today?" He took his hand and rubbed his forehead. A minute had passed.

"It was alright until Max and Jake gave Rachel the slipped, then while I was shooting Chase ran onto the scene and started hitting Jake" "He what?!" "Oh! Not our Jake, I mean Jake Gyllenhaal" "Almost got me rilled up"

"Yeah no, we were shooting a scene and Chase thought I was being attacked so he started hitting Jake, it was cute and funny but it did give me the day off. I got them ice cream, so we had a good day, yeah"

"Well I'm glad you guys enjoy yourself" "Yeah.. I miss you. I'm going to bed alright?" "Sure, night, love you" "Love you too"

Tom hangs up the phone and heads to bed, as soon as he laid down, he heard yelling in the other room.

"You got to be pissing me!" He complained but head into the other room to try and get his trouble makers back to sleep.

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Hellooo! I really loved the one with the drunk reader who doesent regonize the boys, can i please have the same headcannons for atsushi, akutagawa, mori and fukuzawa? (I hope 4 charackters are not to much) I looove your writting so much and I hope you are doing good!

Oh thank you so so much for reading! I’m struggling a lot right now but I’m trying to get back on my feet and pick up my writing again! I hope your doing well anon and I’m sorry this took so long 💕💕

Akutagawa, Atsushi, Fukuzawa, and Mori with a drunk F!reader

Akutagawa

꧂ poor aku left you alone with chuuya for 10 minutes. ONLY 10 WHOLE MINUTES and he came back to a drunk Y/N.

꧂ Chuuya had only offered you a glass of wine with him, that then turned into a game of seeing who could drink the most in under a few minutes. So in reality akutagawa came back to a drunk Y/N and a drunk chuuya

꧂ you were giggling uncontrollably, even spilling wine all over the place. Aku decided that was enough and you needed to go home before you start throwing up everywhere like you usually did

꧂ he placed a hand on your shoulder and took the glass out of your hand, “I swear you act like a child everytime I leave you two alone-“

꧂ “whooo the hell do you think you arrre? Give me that back you ass your not mmmmy boyfriend”

꧂ he twisted his head and confusion. You two had been together for 3 years already and you never mentioned anything about breaking up. So that meant that you were so drunk off your ass that you couldn’t even recognize your own Boyfriend. I mean yeah he didn’t have his coat on but that shouldn’t make him any less recognizable. He was gonna speak up until your blabbering interrupted him again

꧂ “I have a boyfriend thank you very much! He’s a lot more intimidatinnnnng than you and he’s much more handsome. He acts all hard and mighty but on the inside he’s such a little baby” you slurred. And then chuuya’s drunk self chimed in

꧂ “yeah fuck off you skinny asshole, I’m here to make sure she’s gonna be okay.. she’s not some kind of two faced bitch” he yelled. As you shouted a ‘yeah’ really loud, akutagawa slipped on his coat as quietly as he could before coming back into your view

꧂ both you and chuuya lit up instantly and laughed. “aku my love!!! Have a drink with us!!” You happily shouted before handing him a glass. He pinched the bridge of his nose before setting it back down on the table and taking your hand in his “no. Y/N you’ve had enough for tonight. I can’t even leave you alone with these fools without you getting yourself in trouble-“

꧂ “heeey your not my dad let me liiiive. Aku no I’m not going. Leave me alone! I said nnnnNNO”

꧂ in the end he had to use rashoumon to restrain you until you got home safely

Atsushi

꧂ it was at a party the ADA decided to throw in celebration for your birthday where Dazai decided to share too many shots with you

꧂ so everyone dressed nicely. Suits, party dresses, etc. Atsushi has come back from bringing you your gifts when he noticed your face was flushed and you were kind of swaying in your chair. Dazai mimicking the same actions next to you

꧂ Atsushi knee that you were definitely drunk but he wasn’t going to tell you anything since it was your birthday. He smiled and walked over to give you your gift and you instantly went into defense mode

꧂ “who are you and what are youuu doing here? What’s that? Is this annnnn attack on the ADA?? Try me BITCH!!!”

꧂ Atsushi started to freak out. We’re you talking to him??? Everyone else looked around in confusion as you started throwing sloppy punches and kicks at Atsushi. Dazai, being just as drunk as you were, joined in. So now you both were stumbling around giggling and ‘fighting’

꧂ “back off bitch I’ll get my boyfriend! He’s gonna beat your ass because he’s stronnng”

꧂ “Y/N I am your boyfriend! I’m Atsushi?!”

꧂ “your not my Atsushi, my Atsushi is handsome and loving and he would never try and hurt the ADA unnnlike you! You white haired son of a bitch”

꧂ Atsushi sighed as he continued to dodge your punches. Everyone thought it was pretty amusing so they didn’t bother stepping in to try and stop either you or Dazai. That’s when Dazai has snuck around Atsushi and grabbed him underneath his arms and held him in place “got him Y/N!!”

꧂ somehow Atsushi managed to escape from Dazai’s grasp and dart out of the room before either of you could activate your abilities. He came back 30 minutes later in his regular cloths hoping that maybe you’d recognize him now

꧂ “Atsushi honey be carefuuuull some asshole was trying to attack us, but don’t worry I’ll protect you,” you said before enveloping you in a big hug and patting his head.

꧂ everyone in the ADA snickered and atsushi promised to keep a better eye on you when you decided to drink.

Fukuzawa

꧂ This was at a party the ADA threw after the fight with the guild

꧂everyone was in formal wear, even fukuzawa who chose to match your flows olive green dress. He instead wore a suit instead of his signature Yukata and you wore a floor length dress with a sheer Shaw over your shoulders

꧂ you are a grown woman, he shouldn’t have to tell you that maybe 4 bottles of sake was too much for you to handle. Yet here you are about to start your fifth one with ranpo before fukuzawa snatched it out of your hand

꧂ “Y/N I don’t need you getting yourself sick or having me clean up your vomit in about an hour, that’s enough for you tonight”

꧂ you turned around and faced him with the most terrifying glare anyone had ever seen. The anger practically radiated off your body in massive waves that it even scared ranpo a little

꧂ “who the fuck are you? And who gave you the right to talk to me like that??”

꧂ ranpo even started sweating a little. He basically viewed both you and your husband as parental figures so he knew how scary you could be when you unleashed your wrath

꧂ fukuzawa pinched the bridge of his nose, knowing damn well you were going to make a scene

꧂ “DONT make me get my husband, actually you know what? I don’t need to get him. I’ll fucking take you down myself you motherfucker,” you said through gritted teeth

꧂ “Y/N please sit down-“

꧂ “how do you know my name? Who are you..? Are you here to hurt my husband like that other asshole? Try me bitch, I’ll protect him evennnn if it kills me! Ranpo darling help me please”

꧂ ranpo didn’t help you. In the end all you managed to do was land a sloppy punch to fukuzawas shoulder before he literally threw you over his shoulder and carried you out of the room

꧂ you protested and shouted, making everyone else in the room laugh at your drunken state

꧂ you managed to further embarrass yourself when you threw up on fukuzawas back-

꧂ long story short- anytime the ADA threw parties you were not aloud to have a single drop of alcohol unless fukuzawa was by your side

Mori

꧂ you loved drinking with mori. You loved tasting many fine and expensive wines and mixed drinks with him like it was a hobby. So he wasn’t exactly surprised when he found you trying to shove large gulps of wine down chuuyas throat when he came back from shopping with Elise

꧂ so he was wearing simple clothing and Elise stood next to him in her brand new sparky dress

꧂ “boss please help I think she’s trying to kill me-“

꧂ “Elise sweetheaaaaart you look so adorable in your dress!! Who is that man next to you? Is he trying to hurt you?!?”

꧂ you quickly stumbled over to Elise and picked her up, holding her protectively to your side, “who are you? Where’s mori??”

꧂ all while this was happening chuuya was in the back gasping for air on the floor and mori watched the scene in front of him play out. You were drunk, chuuya was probably over exaggerating, Elise had the biggest shit eating grin on her face, and you currently didn’t understand that your husband was standing right in front of you

꧂ “Elise honey I’ll protect you, I won’t let this bad man hurt you anymore,” you said as you hugged her to your chest tightly “I’ll make sure no one ever lays a finger on you again!”

꧂ “Y/N darling it’s me-“

꧂ “back off you imposter!! I’ll make sure you have a slow painful death when my husband gets here” you shouted before taking off down the hallway with Elise still in your arms. Elise turned and stuck her tongue out at mori before she disappeared into the darkness

꧂ mori found you passed out on the couch back at your shared home. How you managed to get home by yourself heavily intoxicated amazed and confused him for days but he still made sure you didn’t hurt yourself. You apologized to him before hurling up the contents of your stomach on the floor

꧂ when he told you about your little incident the next day you told him that you’d never drink again. And that you’d apologize to chuuya when you saw him next

꧂ well that promise went right out the window, because not even 5 hours later you were drunk again running around the port mafia base with Elise as mori watched through the cameras

[drunkdaisychains]

Aera the Fair

full story updated regularly  @

https://www.wattpad.com/story/258839356-aera-the-fair

Pairings: OCF/OCM, OC/Brynjolf

Warnings: Smut, killing, theft, fluff

Summery:Between the Butcher murders, lovers spats, and the war going one, it’s a wonder that there is any peace in Windhelm. Valun Stormcloak, son of  Ulfric, has taken an interest in a fair maiden adopted into clan Shattersheild. But she has an incriminating secret. Can she keep her man, avenge her family, and keep her secret or will she be cast out of the city, never able to see her family again.

An excerpt from Chapter 4

"Stop! Assassin!" The Markarth guards chased her towards the city gates. She had successfully planted the incriminating letter on her target but was caught sneaking out of his room in the keep. She dodged and swerved people as she sprinted from the scene. She just needed the shadows of the night to conceal her. As she stepped briskly down the steps and away from the city she tried not to concentrate on the burning building in her legs. Farther and farther they carried her as she dipped and dodged arrows flying from the guards bows. She finally saw it, the shadows along the side of the road that she'd slip into. As quick as she appeared she vanished, not even an invisibility spell needed tho she did have that power. As she controlled her breathing she heard the crunching of dirt as guards flew past her. 

"Damn. We lost her," one said after a moment of looking around. After another bit of sniffing the air they turned to return to their posts. She waited with a hand over her mouth until she couldn't hear them and her shoulders relaxed. She decided it was best to stick to the shadows the rest of her way back to the sanctuary. Forsworn had been attacking travellers for months and she knew they attacked in numbers. She was skilled but not against an army. Her journey was uneventful aside from the occasional wildlife, she made record time back to the sanctuary. Little did she know as she passed through the door, she would be met with aftermath. She was able to piece together the scene in moments and listened anxiously as the family discussed the moments that had just transpired. 

Oh Cicero. You should have waited until I got back. Thought to herself as Astrid had furiously turned to her. Her objective was simple, she wanted her husband home and alive… and avenged. 

"Take Shadowmere. You'll notice he's one of us," she suggested and Aera turned on her heel. She needed to get to her friend before that werewolf did and she needed to fix this. As she approached the black pond outside the sanctuary doors it began to boil. The sounds of galloping could be heard mixed with the bubbling and finally with a grand rear, Shadowmere appeared. 

"That's showy, even for you," she giggled at the horse. Shadowmere was more apart of the brotherhood than Astrid but Aera was not about to let on that she knew it. The Dark steed had been fabled in the Brotherhood as he was Lucien Lachance's ride. Shadowmere was family quite literally and had always wondered why she was not the one to inherit him. For her surname was LaChance, she was always destined to be an assassin like her ancestor. She dropped the last name,in favour of her nickname given to her in Bruma, when she crossed over the border. She didn't know that it was the same as the Jarl in Solitude but to change it after would have been suspicious.

She mounted Shadowmere and kicked him in the direction of Dawnstar. 

Upon arriving she was met with the scene of blood and a clearly injured Arnbjorn. She gave him a healing potion from her satchel and offered him Shadowmere. 

"Oh don't worry about me. I'll make it back, just make sure that bastard regrets it." He muttered before stalking off. 

"What is life's greatest illusion?" The ghostly voice belonging to the door asked. 

"Innocence, my brother," she answered. 

"Welcome home," as it opened toward her. The sanctuary was in rather nice shape for being abandoned. Desolate and home to only spiders but she could find comfort here if she had to. She summoned her ancestor to fight alongside her, greeting him as an old friend. 

"Ah Listener, the Night Mother has told me of your devotion," he growled. She was in awe but had no time to be struck as a spectral assassin materialized from the wall. Cicero's voice could be heard taunting her. She hoped he hadn't turned on her as well. She sliced through spectral assassin after spectral assassin, nearly being run through by traps set or set on fire. The cold ruins of whatever tunneled into the sanctuary made her breathe freeze. She could hear a weird growl before Lucien jumped past her and began fending off the troll. Once she shook off her shock she too joined in the quarrel. Finally after a gruelling tour through the snow and cobwebs, she burst into the door where Cicero's voice was clearest she had heard since she stepped through the door. She sheathed her swords and rushed to his side. Her friend was in a bad way and could use a potion. She dug through her satchel and uncorked the small red vial handing it to him to drink. 

"I won't kill you," she confirmed. Cicero had warned her that Astrid was a traitor and she had more reason to trust him than her. Lucien mumbled about a purification, much like the Cheydinhal she had begun at despite it being considered the Bravil chapter. 

"You must leave Cicero here so Astrid believes I am dead!" He exclaimed. 

"She'll have no choice but to believe me. I just hope she doesn't come check for herself," she said out loud. 

"Go now! Go tell the traitor you killed Cicero," he said scooting closer to the fire. She nodded and turned on her heel to make the journey back. 

While the journey back wasn't as bad now that she was on the best steed for an assassin to be paired with, she was worried about Cicero. When she wasn't worrying about his well being her mind wandered over to Valun. She would reminisce their tumble together and how he gave her what she couldn't find in Brynjolf or the sailors who would always propose to her. She had even considered Thrynn before he showed how belligerent he was on mead. They all had excitement and mystery. They would all be able to give her a fair life, but whether they wanted to or she wanted them to was up for debate. But with Valun she also received a comfort she had never had. It was easy to be with him and forget about her secrets with him. It was just when she would think of them again they would hit her like a ton of bricks and he would be right there kissing away her worries, trying to convince her to be his bride. 

Thankfully Astrid not only believed her, but sent her on the next step for the grand scheme they had planned. She had to find the author of the popular cookbook "uncommon taste" and steal his identity. First she needed to go to Markarth to locate him. She used her travel time on Shadowmere to prepare her alibi and to make her travel decisions. She would prepare for the possibility of an extended time away while they dealt with the final mark. Killing the emperor was no small task and she wanted to ensure there was no way she would be compromised if she had to stay away longer. The chef in Markarth was easy to get the information from, and simply having the kitchens closed off already while he slept made it perfect to stuff a cloth in his mouth when she took his life. This job was far too easy, the cook, innkeeper, and even the bard at the inn almost jumped at the opportunity to tell someone the orc was in their basement room. Foolish of them to not be more discrete. Lugging the large Orsimer into the hiding place was the hardest part. It made her arms burn to pull herself up the ladder after. It was finally time to make history. She rode up to the Solitude gates, Jarrin root in her pocket. She had changed into fine clothes and a chef's hat so to look the part she was playing. 

The writ worked to allow her access and soon she was in the kitchen with the regular castle dour cook stirring away at the base of a potage le magnifique. She took some creative liberties while cooking before placing the Jarrin root into the stew and watching it dissolve quickly. The cook picked up the pot and carried it painstakingly slowly into the dining room where the Emperor sat with nobles from all over Skyrim. She placed herself on the side of the table closest to the door for a quick escape. When his face landed in his bowl she was already turned around and sprinting to the door. Unfortunately that's where she would be stopped by Commander Maro, angry and vengeful. 

"As of right now your sanctuary is being put to the sword," he growled, the words were like fire in her ears. Her last home, destroyed by the Empire. She must have looked as crazy mad as Cicero did because there was an unsure look in Maro's eyes as she ran up to him with her swords drawn. Immediately she used both blades to slice his head off, as if he were softened butter. It rolled down off his neck and to his guards feet as she sheathed the bloody blades and sprinted down the tower steps. She dodged soldiers left and right knowing she had to get to the sanctuary as fast as she could. She used the city walls the same way she had when she killed the Vicci girl at her own wedding. The walls were able to limit her exposure to flying arrows and pursuing guards, her lungs burned as she pushed to keep going as fast as she could. 

She burst through the gate doors before they could lock them and took a running start at Shadowmere, who seemed to know exactly what to do as he began trotting in the other direction before launching into a sprint before she was properly seated. 

"We have to go home Shadowmere, they need us," she said to the steed as she fumbled with a stirrup to give relief from the bouncing. Her eyes watered both from the worry and from the wind. When she made it up to the sanctuary she could see the horses and soldiers waiting. Shadowmere charged them, rearing and attacking them as Aera hopped off. She spun with her blades out, cutting through the skin exposed from where the armour couldn't protect. She whirled around ensuring no one but her and Shadowmere would survive this fight. Finally as the soldiers lay in pools of their own blood she turned to the door and rushed in. 

Fire, oil that was used to cause the fire, and bodies were everywhere. She stabbed the two soldiers who advanced on her almost as if they were an afterthought and rushed deeper into the burning hall to find survivors. Veezara and Festus' bodies were burned and almost unrecognizable. Gabriella and her spider were nowhere to be found and Arnbjorn was a werewolf, attacking a group of soldiers at once before succumbing to his injuries too. She rushed to the dining hall to find Nazir fighting more of the assailants and she immediately joined in. 

"You're alive!" Nazir yelled over slashing and clashing. 

"Can't say the same for everyone else," she yelled back clearly distraught. The last soldier was run through with a final slash of her sword and she was able to turn to the blood splattered Alik'r. They both launched into a search for survivors until she heard the ghostly voice calling to her. She was in the night mother's room and she was requesting her to step into the coffin. Aera was hesitant but obliged as she is the chosen listener.  She closed her eyes trying to block out the heinous trauma that had just occurred. 

  "Sleep…" the voice soothed.