#if my dad loves cooking so much why does he yell at me when hes doing it!! i would eat fucking kfc if it meant i didnt get yelled at

[thesaintelectric]

oh god i haven't had an anxiety attack in so long this is hellish

[bee-wg]

Year 1:

“I’m telling you, man. You just need to drink the protein shakes Dad and I have. Don’t worry about the taste, they’re banana chocolate flavoured. It’s actually quite delicious when you get used to the texture. Then you’ll just need to go to the gyms a few times a week to get these bad boys.” I said, flexing my 16-inch arms.

“Oh, and I can make protein pancakes!  Maybe I can add it to other pastries too. It’ll be healthy, useful and delicious. I bet your mom could never have thought of that.” He said smugly.

“Dude, focus. Why does everything have to be cooking with you?” 

“Sorry, I got too excited there. It’s just that I haven’t made breakfast you guys liked, it’s completely her territory. For now. Maybe If I make this, you guys will eat it.”

”You know we’ll have to finish whatever you both end up cooking anyway, right?”

“Yeah, that doesn’t count. I want you to eat it because you like it.” The man said, just when I thought he was sane.

”Well that’s irrelevant. Don’t you think it’s a great idea?” He asked.

Even though he’s a maniac, I have to admit.

“I guess it’s not bad, I don’t have to drink and eat at the same time. Just don’t make too much, you get easily full with those things.”

“Don’t worry about it man. Don’t you have morning football practice to burn off the calories?”

“Alright, just don’t put raisins in there. I heard somewhere that they make you dehydrated.”

I shoo him out of the door and start undressing. Contemplating on a compression shirt or an oversized Tee, my head starts running. I am objectively muscular, but compared to the guys at the gym, I’m nothing. I don’t think I’m big enough yet. Oversized Tee it is then. 

Grabbing my duffle, I ran downstairs. Then, the scent of banana chocolate sweets blasted my face. 

“Morning Jay, come try it out. This is really good.” Dad called out with his mouth half full.

I picked up the buttered pancake. It smells nice, with some cherry scent in there too.

“Dang, this is not bad, Pumpkin,” I shouted to him in the kitchen.

“Right? And with more space in the stomach for drinks, you can try Chloe’s fruit smoothie.” Dad said.

“Don’t worry sweetie, the fruits are from the farmers market so it’s healthy.” Mom yelled from the kitchen.

Looking back at the breakfast, it’s a bit more bulky than usual, but I’m gonna work it off in the morning drill anyway.

Without more hesitation, I dug into the full plate of pancakes and blueberry whipped cream.

“Sweetie, you’re already done? I have more in the back.” Mom said

“She really stepped up her game, right?” Dad chimed in.

“It was awesome mom. Thank you, and help me thank Theo too. But I really need to go now. The practice starts in 30.”

“Alright sweetie, stay safe and don’t be late. I’ll have David finish off the rest.”

“Wait, me? But there’s so much!” Dad whined.

“Love you Mom, love you dad, gotta go.”

I rushed out of the house with the faint sound of their replies.

I felt bad for Dad, since school started, I’ve been leaving the leftovers to him because of school. More often than not, Theo and Mom would overcook and we would be left with more food than we know how to deal with. So Dad would take his usual time for morning runs to finish it before going to work. I need to make it up to him somehow. I guess I could offload his burden by eating more on the weekends.

The practice went as well as it could with my stomach full of pancakes; although Coach thought I had a lot of potential with all the fumbles. Probably because Dad was a star quarterback here back in his days.

“You just need to get used to the team dynamic here, then it will all be fine, Jacob. Don’t sweat it,” Coach said.

It was easier said than done. Someone literally asked me how long my dick was, then groped my pec. At least in high school, people had the decency of being embarrassed.

Maybe I do need to chill off. Go to the club like they said. I do have the biggest pecs out of everyone after all. And I heard people like big glutes, so maybe someone would want me.

It took me a month to search up a club. I was not stalling. Then, another month to put the address into Google Maps. I was busy. Homework has been rough, the professor hates me and Theo needs me to restock. Nonetheless, I finally have time now.

Yay.

Putting on Dad’s old Beige Polo, I look pretty good. The shirt hugs my muscles too much for comfort, but it’s the one day of the month I’m supposed to look like a slut. The light is going to be dimmed anyway.

Fishing for the keys, my hand found some candied fruit on the stand. The guy even knows how to make candies from leftover fruits, who even does that? I grabbed some to put it in my mouth. 

On my way out I caught a glimpse of my father in the kitchen. He’s been starting to brew homemade beers with steady progress.

“Oh, Jay! You’re going out? You got a date, yeah?”

He turned back, revealing the newly grown beer belly.

“What?! Of course not. It’s the shirt right? I look like a try hard.”

”Haha, be careful whose shirt you’re insulting. That was my lucky shirt.” 

He misunderstood, I just thought I would look half as in place as he looks if I wear this. I really shouldn’t go. 

”You’ll be alright son, you’re a charming young man. People will see that.”

My eardrums are fucking gushing blood.

The Club sound rattled through my bones as random guy number six and random chick number four came.

Dad was right. I was quite charming, TOO charming, even.

“Oh my gosh look at those arms,” running her hand, Random chick number four said.

“He probably has killer abs too. Wanna come home with me tonight, Jock boy?” Random guy number six said.

“Sorry man, I’m straight. I also have a friend waiting for me in the car.” I replied.

“Aww man, too bad. I wanted a dumb jock to rail me tonight.” He said while walking off. Seriously, what is up with people these days?

At least I still have my 16 dollar margarita with me in the corner.

Lost in my head, a potential random guy number seven approaches.

“Hey, what’s a hot guy like you doing in the corner?” Number seven asked.

“Sorry, I’m straight.”

“Ahh, my bad. Worth a shot,” He said.

“Man, why is every Dad bod fuck boys straight? Gay people are too obsessed with their bodies to have the look,” he added.

“What did you say?” I asked.

“Oh, it’s nothing. I have a thing for guys who look like you. Not really a jock anymore, but still attracts everyone.”

My 16 dollar margarita was spilt.

“Oh, Shit. Sorry I don’t know what to do.” I’m glad to not have a friend in my car waiting to see me embarrass myself.

“Don’t worry man, I’ll handle it.” Number seven said.

I don’t know why I’m doing this. It’s not like I have a Dad bod, is a fuck boy, or even gay. But the guy he described is the kind of masculine, wild man I aspire to be. Not a shit given to what people think. Maybe I can be that guy tonight. 

“Sorry I’m not the Dad bod fuck boy you thought I was.” 

I already butchered it. Why the hell did I say that? That’s not what a guy without a care in the world would say.

“What if you are.” He reached under my polo and grabbed my abs. Or softer abs, cause he’s clearly grabbing something.

“But I’ve never done this before,” Holy shit, I need to shut the fuck up.

“No worries, you just need to sit back and enjoy.”

I look back at the rotting toilet. Maybe not sit.

“We’re gonna make this quick, alright?” He said. Then gave my stomach a quick squeeze. 

I’m telling Mom and Theo to cut back on the food tonight.

He slid down the zipper and tugged on my dick.

“You’re not who I imagined to be, but I like pathetic boys like you too.” He said.

“Wait, what? I - fuuuck.”

He uses his thumb to twirl around my cock head; then the freak proceeds to lick my stomach pudge.

“Fuuuuuuck,” I involuntarily groaned. 

“Hahaha, seems like it would be quicker than I thought.”

He laughed. Fucking laughed at me. And my dick is harder than ever before.

Then, out of nowhere. He grabbed my ass and sucked half of my length in.

“Holy sh-“ I yelped 

He covered his left hand on my mouth and said hushly. “Jesus, fuck boy! Do you want everyone to hear? I mean it’s hot, but we’ll get kicked out.”

“I’m sorry, I’ve just ohhhhhh.”

He sucked the entire length in as I got into his throat. It’s cold for a second with the air being sucked, then it warms up my dick as I get closer to the edge.  And, wait, did I just moan out loud?

Didn’t give me a chance to breathe, he repeated the motion again and again.

I’m really close.

“Not yet fuck boy.” He said as he guided my hand to my pec.

“What is it?” I asked. 

“Twist your nipples and do not stop until we’re done.” 

Strange request, but it seemed like there was a lot I didn’t know, so I complied.

“I thought only women like this?” I asked as I squeezed my nipples.

He immediately got back to work as if telling me to shut the fuck up.

Then, I feel it. 

It might be the cold air conditioning or the fact that I have my cock in someone’s fucking mouth, but my nipples perked up and got sensitive all of a sudden. 

He starts to squeeze and rub my stomach as my senses overload.

Once in a while, he would come up with a remark or two.

“I bet you’re the kind of guy that likes to sit around, munch all day, let other people take charge and fuck you,” He said.

”I bet your bubble butt will grow twice as big by the end of the year because you hate the gym deep down,” He said.

It all doesn’t make sense. I only have five, ten tops of weight added, but my dick gets even harder.

“Come on, fuck boy. Twist those fat tits for me,” he said as the sucking picks up the pace.

“Fuck yeah, my fat tits.” It’s all too much for me to form a thought.

“Fuck my fat ass too.”

“Yeah, faster!”

He gave my slight belly a final squeeze as I cummed harder than I’d ever experienced.

I can feel my dick still shooting out cum as I blacked out.

Someone is wiping me.

Oh, right.

“Great, you’re up.” Random man said.

”Huh?”

“It got real messy, eh?” He continues.

“Sorry, I got carried away earlier. You’re just so hot.”

It seems like he’s not going to stop talking.

“You’re obviously still a jock, but hey. A man can dream,” he said

“You’ve got some real potential, kid.” He patted my apparently now-existing belly and said.

I don’t get it. I’ve been eating more than usual lately, and Theo’s snacks don't help, but mom got the ingredients from the farmers market, so they were definitely healthy. Maybe I am missing something else.

“Here,” he hands me a small piece of paper.

“Call me if you want to do this again.”

Then just like that, the strange man leaves.

I didn’t give a second glance at the piece of paper before throwing it in the trash can.

Against my better judgment, I put my hand back in the disgusting trash can.

No harm in keeping it.

The stranger’s words ring in my head as I put an undisclosed sum of money on margaritas.

Maybe I do like being taken care of.

***

My phone vibrated for the thousandth time today, almost causing an earthquake. 

“Aggggah, leave me aloneeee. Help me baby Jesus.”

The alcohol from last night, plus the vibration is enough to kill a bear.

Opening the over-lit phone, I see Theo’s happy ginger face.

Theo: Hey Jay, could you help me buy a cookbook I want at the mall, asap? 

Me: kys❤️

Mom: Jacob, could you explain the language? 

Shit, it's the family chat! 

Me: It means keeping yourself safe, mom. I'll go to the mall in a bit!

Theo, the little bastard, replied with a laughing emoji.

Brushing my teeth, I saw myself in the mirror. 

Definitely can’t unsee it now. I still have some abs definitions, it’s just pushing out now.

I hesitated, looking at the protein ice cream sandwich mom prepared for me. 

Well, I do need something to settle my stomach from the alcohol. Plus, protein is always healthy.

Grabbing a few more ice cream sandwiches, I made my way to the bus.

The mall is located in the middle of nowhere. Nobody comes here except for Costco. Apparently there’s a chain book store too.

Finding the book has been proven difficult. Half the store sells stationery, and the other half sells boring books nobody wants. There is no reason for the store to be this huge.

By the time Theo, the brat, had confirmed the book, it was already past two. 

“Hello, excuse me. Is there no restaurant here whatsoever?” I asked the book nerd from the counter.

“Ahhhhh, there’s ahh fast food down the lane, to um, the right?”

“Alright, thanks.” Looks like I’m going to starve myself until I get back.

Going to the bus station, I pass the fast food place. They must have had a rebranding these couple of years. They used to smell like kids puke. Now… it smells like some sweet apple pie, fries, or chicken nuggets? Yeah, definitely some chicken nuggets. Haven’t had them in years. 

No. I must not get carried away.

Dad said fast foods are not real food. Ever since he watched the Super Size Me documentary, he banned the whole family from eating fast food, and I thank him for it every day. 

Today will be an exception. This will be my reward for going through everything that happened this week.

“So, we have a discount for everyone who uses our app. You can also get points for a free meal in the app.” The fat ass cashier asked.

“Yeah, why not. I could save a few.” Not like I’m going to use it after this.

My hands end up with a combo of fries, burger, nuggets and a medium soda.

While enjoying the smell of garbage goods, I catch a glimpse of an obese guy sitting in the corner. 

He looks. Wait, it’s Avery Lancaster.

Holy shit it’s true. He did gain 70 pounds and some more. Looks like he’s in his 300s now.

The image of his fat ass hanging off the seat brought me back to reality.

I will not eat at this restaurant ever again after this meal, so I won’t end up like him. 

Except for the fries. The fries are too good to pass.

For The rest of the semester, things went as well as they could.

Homework has been piling up, the professor still hates me, so I have less time to hit the gym.

Sports are enough for me so stay fit anyway.  At least until next year’s spring season starts. 

Coach has been supportive of my decision to bulk up. He just gave me an ominous warning about off-season athletes bulking too much.

When the Thanksgiving holiday came, I was ready to go on a diet. 

After the holidays.

Because mom has seriously improved her skills, and, as much as I don’t wanna say it, Theo’s food is basically tailored made to my taste. They might just be.

I have a sneaking suspicion that they are using Dad and I as testing metrics for their little competitions. Just a suspicion. Because recently Theo started focusing on making food for me, Mom began to make food primarily for Dad.

The suspicious duo seem to have the belief that weight equals love. If that is the case, I am truly screwed. There is no one but dead people who can resist Theo’s cooking. I’ve even been brainwashed to think Theo’s food rants are interesting, that’s how powerful he is.

By the end of the Christmas dinner, I could tell that Theo had probably lost in their competition by the look on his face. I almost felt bad for not eating enough. 

It's not like the food wasn’t good; my opponent is Dad. His appetite is unmatched. At the beginning of the year, he barely eats anything for breakfast while keeping his plant-based diet. Now he’s an absolute beast, he can inhale 15 pancakes at the speed of sound. Whatever I’ve gained this year, Dad probably has gained twice as much.  He also grew out his beard and body hair which I struggle to do. There is literally no better definition of man than him.

After the Christmas dinner, I went up to assess the damage. 

Twenty-two pounds of flabby fat gained this year.

Why don’t I at least look like Dad with a firm, rounded gut? Instead, mine grows around the underbelly, looking like a soft fanny pack.

I need to stop thinking about this. I’m still muscular after all. 215 is nothing compared to the guys on the team.

“Oh, it’s nothing. I have a thing for guys who look like you. Not really a jock anymore, but still attracts everyone.” His voice echoed in my head.

Deleting the notifications from the fast food app, I opened the phone and dialled the number for Random Guy number 7.

Chapter 2 ->

[astonmartinii]

Hey, I love your work. Could you please do a social Media au with Lewis Hamilton x senna! reader who is the secret daughter of Ayrton Senna and Mick's godmother and Mick introduces them? Don't feel pressured and thank you in advance.

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pairing: senna!reader x lewis hamilton

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[simonrileysfavteacup]

Ok so, maybe this is gonna be a bit further into the future when Tommy’s a bit grown up (teenage maybe).

So your doing laundry and see that your son hasn’t been doing his chores and you go up to his room and see him playing his video games as usual, and you softly chastise him about his chores.

And he surprises you with his outburst, and he actually swears at you. And you flinch at the sound, astounded that your own son, your baby boy talked you into that manner.

Simon. Is. Pissed. He loves Tommy, but he will never tolerate him disrespecting you. Simon knows how much work you put into being a mother. Simon goes full on stern dad mode.

Imma let you decide what happens next 🤭🤭

THIS IS SUCH A GOOD IDEA WTFFFFF

Run through here for anyone confused about all the characters

***

Sundays were your favourite days. You loved the relaxation, the peace, the days off. Simon had been home for a few days. Your kids, Tommy, Emma, Lilah, and Alex, were ecstatic. Atleast, the twins were. The second Simon walked through the door, they wanted to play games and go outside and all that. Emma was just happy her dad was home and safe. She had been her father’s daughter from the moment she came out of the womb. 

Tommy, however, your eldest, was a bit closed off. He practically sat in his room all day and never came out, It was starting to get on your nerves. 

You were doing Simon’s laundry when you notice Tommy’s dirty clothes that you had asked him to wash still sitting by the laundry machine. You roll your eyes, heading into his room. “Bubby?”

“What?” he doesn’t turn to look at you, still focused on his PC. 

“You didn’t do your laundry.”

“So what?”

“You need those clothes for school.”

“So you wash them. I’m busy.” 

“Bubby, you’re old enough to wash them yourself.”

“Don’t call me that and isn’t it your job? It’s not like you work or anything. Dad does all of that. All you do is cook and clean and-”

“Thomas Riley!” His words hit deep in your chest. 

“What? God, why do you always have to be such a bitch?” 

That was it. He hit a nerve. You turn, walking out of his room, tears stinging the corners of your eyes. You head into your room, holding a pillow to your chest. His words hung in the air. 

Simon walks in moments later, covered in mud after a football game with the twins. “HI lovie,” he smiles before noticing the tears on your cheeks. “What happened?”

“Nothing,” you turn away from him. 

“You can’t lie to me, lovie.”

“Tommy yelled at me and he called me a bitch…said my only job was to cook and clean…”

“He what?” Simon is fuming. 

“Please, don’t say anything to him…”

“He’s getting grounded. You stay here,” Simon walks out, running into Lilah. “Oi. Go to mom. She’s sad.”

The little girl nods and pads off to see you.

Simon walks to his eldest son’s room. Tommy turns in his gaming chair. “What?”

“Off the game or I unplug it,” Tommy rolls his eyes but turns off his game. “What did you say to your mom?” 

“Nothing.” 

“You lie just like her,” Simon holds back a chuckle. “She’s crying and it’s because of you. You know how much she does for you? And you swore at her. Go apologise. You’re grounded. No games for a month.”

Tommy looks down at his feet, guilty. He walks off to your room, where Lilah curls into you. You look up as Tommy sits on the edge of your bed. “Ma?”

You look at him.

“Ma, I’m sorry. I kinda let my emotions get the better of me. Didn’t mean to yell at you…just…I found out Lizzie was cheating and I’ve had a real bad week and I took it out on you. Please forgive me?”

A moment passes. 

You open your arms, letting him curl into you. “She cheated?”

“With Neil,” he sighs. “I’m never dating again.”

“That’s what we all say, bubby.”

[an-idyllic-novelist]

I’m Not Your Fiancée, Ranma [a ranma saotome with fem!reader mini series] part two

warnings: anime/manga spoilers, slight canon divergence, very mild Akane bashing.

Hey guys and welcome back to the second episode in this mini series! It’s been a wild ride writing for this classic anime, and so far the Netflix remake has delivered in laughs, drama, and slow-burn romantic tension!

Thank you all so much for supporting this content, I honestly wasn’t expecting so much positive feedback from everyone or to have requests to join the taglist! 😊 Shout-out to my dear friend @deathmetalunicorn1 who helped me figure out a unique and fun way to write out this part, a journal entry from the one and only Nabiki Tendo!

So with that being said, sit back, relax, and watch for that bucket of cold water! :3

Part One

Who would have thought that Ranma Saotome would actually stand up for himself and spout off a subtle confession of love towards my little sister? Now, my dear Confidante, you may think he finally said it to Akane, and that the constant drama in my house would finally quiet down and there would be some peace, the likes of which hasn't happened since the pigtailed boy and his father came knocking on our door last year. Alas, that is not the case, because Ranma declared in the dojo that he wanted to have my adorable little [First Name] be the person he was engaged to rather than tolerate my sister once more.

Not that I blame him, really.

As much as I love Akane and the huge wade of bills I can bring home from selling photos of her at school, she can be a violent maniac whenever jealousy rears its ugly head and makes a big deal out of everything. Seriously, and I thought she was already a handful with her constant declarations of hating men, though I partially blame Kuno for that one, even if he is one of my best clients. Let me continue before I get off track. As the old saying goes, “time is money.” Naturally, Daddy and Mr. Saotome did not take the proclamation very well. It wasn’t even a minute before they stomped into the dojo and started yelling at him.

“Ranma, how could you?!” Daddy wailed as crocodile tears streamed down his face. “I know you and Akane love each other, that’s why you must go through with this engagement!”

“Boy, do you even know what you know what you are saying?!” Mr. Saotome bellowed. “Akane is your fiancee! It is your duty to marry her and carry on the school!”

Ranma scowled. “Oh, really? Do ya think she can even teach a student without flyin’ off the handle? An’ ya don’t have to be good at martial arts to run this place, anyway!” His hands hung by his sides, clenching and unclenching into tight fists. That’s usually a sign when he’s trying to reign in his own anger. “I told ya before that I didn’t come all the way here just so you can marry me off, but ya didn’t listen! So for once in your miserable old life, let me get a say in who I want to spend the rest of my life with!” He then turned to Daddy. “Mr. Tendo, I don’t love Akane. I mean…I did, or I thought I did, but all she does is get mad at me for things I didn’t do and make me try her cooking! She thinks I’m goin’ behind her back with Ukyo an’ Shampoo when they’re the ones who come onto me! What the heck am I supposed to do in that situation, anyway?!”

You could have just told them off, Ranma. But it’s your vow as a martial artist to never strike a girl. That’s how you’ve always been. As for [First Name]? Well, she was still on the floor, in shock at what she heard for a bit until she stood up and stepped in front of Ranma, shielding him from Daddy as his battle aura oozed into the dojo, changing my sweet dear Daddy into a demon version of himself, large head with a forked tongue and all that jazz.

“Dad, enough.” [First Name] said firmly. “Ranma has done nothing wrong. Ever since he’s been here, you’ve always blamed him for Akane’s unhappiness. I’m not saying he isn’t completely innocent, because sometimes it is his fault. But if what he’s saying is true, then we need to respect his decision. Mr. Saotome, I know you want to keep your promise to your old friend, but this engagement is something he didn’t want. It’s not what Akane wanted either, but everyone pushed them together. You perceived their loud shouting as adorable and believed they were a lovely couple.” [First Name] scoffed. “Don’t make me repeat myself, Father. Back. Off.”

Imagine my surprise when my easygoing little sister exerted her own battle aura into the dojo, something that rarely happens unless she’s extremely angered. I can do it, and so can Kasumi, but it’s like with [First Name]. Only when we’re really furious and that’s fine with me. I’d rather put my energy into making more money. Daddy also found it surprising, as he quickly redirected the conversation back to the problem.

“B-but the schools, sweetie! We must unite the schools before Mr. Saotome and I pass on! You know, the only way to accomplish that is through a betrothal!” I almost gagged at the sound of his whiny voice. Good grief, how pathetic.

“An engagement, not a business negotiation between two old friends?” [First Name] countered. “Where one of us manages the school, and Ranma and some other teachers can coach the students? Have you ever entertained that possibility?”

“Are you questioning our judgement, girl?!” Mr. Saotome snarled.

“I’m questioning your sanity!”

Naturally, I intervened before things got too messy. I told them all to calm down, and offered a solution: it’s obvious that Ranma does not want to get back with Akane, and he has expressed an interest in [First Name]. I had no interest in taking up bridal duties again. I’m pretty sure Kasumi still doesn’t like younger men, and has expressed little interest in dating either, at least that I know of. So, why not switch the engagement from Akane, and have [First Name] be his new fiancee? We’ll see how things go, and no pressuring them to do anything they weren’t ready for unless Daddy and Mr. Saotome want this arrangement to not work out because of their meddling. But my little sister’s earlier proposition wasn’t bad either, if things didn’t work out between Ranma and [First Name]. No one really gets engaged in high school anymore, and there are other ways to manage a martial arts school that didn’t involve marriage. I guess the reason Daddy never considered that idea is that he really wants one of us to marry his best friend’s son and retire. Mr. Saotome probably just wants to live comfortably for the rest of his life, so typical of the lazy panda man.

So, that’s where it stands now. Ranma and [First Name] have been engaged for over a week, and nothing’s really changed between them. Well, it’s more like they are still adjusting to these changes. Ranma is still weary of her, thinking my dear little sister is being nice and then will start acting like Akane as soon as [First Name] sees something she doesn’t like. Tut, tut, silly Ranma. But I’ll let him figure that out on his own, unless he pays the exclusive 10,000 yen consultation fee I offer and give an honest opinion. And [First Name]? Well, she still treats Ranma with respect, helps him with his homework, and doesn’t cling to him like Shampoo or Ukyo. In fact, if she has a club meeting, she insists he go home without her and she’ll be fine walking home at night.

[First Name] is too kind for her own good. Kasumi knows it too. She chided Ranma in the kitchen one evening when he came home without [First Name], saying it’s not a good idea to let a girl walk home by herself even if she says she will be okay. Ranma had the decency to look a little ashamed before shuffling back to the room he shared with Mr. Saotome to apparently get some homework done. Will wonders ever cease to happen in this house, my dear Confidante?

How is Akane taking this change? Not very well. She keeps insisting [First Name] can do better than a pervert, and things will only get worse. I beg to differ.

I already see that things around the house are much calmer. There’s been no fighting, no tables thrown, or Ranma flying across the neighborhood with bumps on his head. He may think we do not notice as soon as dinner is over, but he helps [First Name] with clearing the table or washing the dishes. One morning, I even saw him in the kitchen, getting her lunch out of the fridge and setting it next to her school bag so she didn’t forget it and eat at the cafeteria again. I was sure I wasn’t imagining it, sleep and caffeine deprived.

Everything will be fine. I’m sure of it. I can only hope that Shampoo or the other girls don’t get any funny ideas yet. [First Name] has said nothing about the engagement at school, and Akane just harrumphs and says she’s happy to no longer be engaged to a pervert anymore.

I want to write more, but it seems there’s someone knocking at my door. That’s strange. I wasn’t expecting any clients today. Will be back.

Later -

Unbelievable. Ranma Saotome has just left and made me richer after a lengthy consultation about where he could take [First Name] for their first date this Sunday. Mr. Saotome has been upset that he’s been neglecting [First Name] and somehow misconstrued it as a challenge, both as a martial artist and as a man. Honestly, it amazes me how can these people even be my family. Good luck little sister, you will need it. 

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[strniohoeee]

hi can u please write one for matt where reader and matt fighting cuz reader is at matts house too much or something but then after he finds out that she has an abusive dad(verbally)and then comforts her and fluffy ending🫶🏻

Safe Haven

Pairing: Matt Sturniolo X Female Reader

Synopsis: Y/N’s father doesn’t treat her the best, so when she stays at the triplets house for over a week, Matt gets a little agitated with her, and she begins to spiral. This is for my request 🫶🏽🫶🏽

Warnings⚠️: Arguing but that’s about all😌

Song for the imagine: Open Arms- SZA feat. Travis Scott

Loving you almost feels like something

When no one’s around me, you lost and found me

Ever since I was a young girl I tried my best to steer clear of my dad. Stay away from him and his nasty words. I learned to have my own back, and be my own rock at the end of the day.

I hated being home, and as I got older and made friends I was able to stay out longer, and not have to endure this pain, but once I started to grow apart from friends, and my circle became only me again that pain came back.

Up until I met Matt, and we started dating then I was always with him and his brothers and their friends. I had never had a friend group or boyfriend as sweet, and loving as them.

I never told them about my father because I felt like it never mattered. I was happy and content, so why would I scoop up trauma and taint what we have going on.

Last week my father and I had a terrible argument. He had too much to drink as usual and decided to take his anger out on me.

“You’re nothing. You’re a loser. Your boyfriend doesn’t love you. He thinks he does but wait till he sees who you really are” he said as I tried to walk away from him

“Not true! Leave me alone” I told him

“Don’t you walk away from me! It is true you’re a piece of shit, and I hope you know that” he said

“You’re drunk go away” I said getting into my room

“Ahh fuck you! Just like your mother that’s why she left” he said laughing at me

“That’s not why she left. She left because of YOU” I said yelling the last part

“No no she left because she couldn’t fucking stand you, and I hope it eats at you every fucking day. You’re a piece of shit nothing” he said slurring

“GET THE FUCK OUT” I yelled at him

“DONT FUCKING YELL AT ME” he said yelling back

“GET AWAY FROM ME” I said trying to get him out my room

“YEAH CRY GO AND CRY AND RUN TO YOUR BOYFRIEND WHOS GOING TO LEAVE YOU ONCE HE REALIZES HOW SHITTY YOU ARE” he said stumbling out of my room and laughing

That was the last I heard of him. I had been at the triplets house for a week, and I felt bad staying here and not explaining why, but they didn’t mind at all! I cooked and cleaned and helped them do laundry. I didn’t want to seem like a burden

It was now day 8, and Matt was getting a little snippy with me here and there, and I tried to walk away from the situation so it wouldn’t become a huge argument

We were all sitting on the couch, and I was snuggled up to Matt, but he kept sighing every couple of minutes. I thought it was his anxiety, so I didn’t think much of it

We were all laughing at the movie playing when he finally snapped

“Can you get off of me” he said bluntly

“Oh I’m sorry” I said shooting up and moving over

“You’re just always on me, and I feel like I can’t breathe” he said

“Matt, I never meant to do that. I’m sorry” I told him looking at him

“Yeah well it’s annoying. You’re just so clingy. You know you’ve been here for 8 days, and you’ve been attached to me at the hip. It’s just too much we need space” he barked at me

“I can leave. I’m sorry” I said jumping up and looking for my stuff

“Dude quit being a dick” Chris said looking over at Matt

“No no he’s right I’m sorry I’ve been here for too long. I overstayed my visit. I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to make matt mad. I’m sorry” I said looking for my stuff in a frantic and getting teary eyed

“Hey hey! Y/N calm down, it's okay!” Nick said

“No it’s not I’m sorry. I’m so sorry Matt. I didn’t mean to suffocate you I really didn’t” I said avoiding looking at them

“Y/N take a breather, and stop saying sorry you’re alright calm down” Chris said

“No, it's fine! My dad was right Matt would see how horrible I am, and want to leave me.” I said finally looking at them with tears in my eyes

“So I’ll go” I said going to grab my phone from the couch

“What no! I’m not leaving you” Matt said grabbing my hand

“Don’t worry I’m sorry” I said pulling away from him

“What do you mean your dad said that” Matt asked

“Oh my dad and I always get into these fights when he drinks too much. Always telling me you’ll leave me, and that I don’t have any friends and I’m the reason my mom left us.” I just blurted out

“What no! None of that is true” Matt said

“He’s right. My dads always right. I should head home I don’t want him to flip out on me” I said

“No you’re not leaving. I never meant to make you upset. I just wanted some space because I was feeling anxious, but that doesn’t mean I’m breaking up with you” he told me

“You’re not?” I asked finally calming down

“No! And don’t listen to your abusive father. I would never ever leave you. I just need to learn to communicate my feelings better because what I said, and how I just acted was unacceptable” he told me pulling me down towards him

“I’m sorry” i said looking at him

“Don’t say sorry! You haven’t done a single thing wrong. This is all my fault!” he told me

“I’m just used to my dad being upset and yelling at me, so I just naturally apologize for everything” I said

“Your dads a piece of shit, and he doesn’t know how amazing his daughter is, and that I love her with my whole heart” he said pulling me into hug him

“I love you Matt” I said hugging him back

“I love you so much, and just know that what your father says is nothing but lies. Never let him make you think different” he said kissing me

“We’re here for you” Chris and Nick said

“Thank you guys I love you” I said

“We love you more” they responded

The rest of the night I stood in Matt’s arms as he constantly checked on me to make sure I was doing okay. He kept apologizing to me, and pulling me in closer every chance he got. Whispering how much he loved me and that he never wants me to leave his side. I knew I loved this boy for a reason. He was the best thing to have ever happened to me

The End

I hope that this also slaps🥰 for the person that requested this lmk if you liked it, and also sorry it took a few days to get done I was backed upppp🤭

-J💅🏽

[luffyvace]

Inosuke x black male reader

The last one from the poll!! Yippie!!

I love inosuke he’s so cool 😎

your hair is….very foreign to inosuke

this is Japan so when he sees you in general he’s very confused??

and confused=confrontational (like with giyuu)

so at first there’s a chance y’all beefed (it may have been one-sided)

but to talk specifically about your hair he probably pulls and inspects it a lot

or at least tries I know you don’t let that slide

he’d ask overly blunt questions like

“what happened to your hair, is it fried?!”

your skin is also new to him

the things he be saying is atrocious but he’s genuinely curious

mans also has no social cues

which makes him come off as rude

and even if he did have social cues he’d ignore them, cuz he doesn’t care 🤷‍♀️

to sum it all up, don’t take it personally

he be munching down on your cooking tho!

so at least that 🤦‍♀️

he always asks for so much / extras

he likes spicy too

He steals tanjiro and zenitsu’s food whenever you cook

When you use AAVE he doesn’t get it

and never will

you never even bothered to teach him

he doesn’t seem like the type of guy who would get it

if you wanna say something and don’t want him to know just teach tanjiro and zenitsu AAVE

zenitsu will get it before tanjiro does-

”WHAT?? WHADDYA SAYIN?? STOP SPEAKING FUNNY!!”

”THAT DOESNT EVEN MAKE ANY SENSE IDIOT!!”

him calling you a idiot is irony I know 😂 /j

your culture/dances also don’t make sense to him..😞🙁

he might get the culture a little bit more than the dances

i mean it’s just dancing but he’ll be wondering why you have to do it a certain way

and as far as culture he’ll be like

”whaddya doin all this stuff for?! ITS POINTLESS!! lets go train instead!”

Tanjiro will get it tho!

he’ll explain his dad used to do a fire dance to ward the demons off

”is it something like that?”

close enough..🧍‍♀️

your bonnet/durag is very strange to him

He doesn’t get why you need something on your head to sleep

You explain to him that it’s to keep your pillow from soaking the oil in your hair and to keep your hairstyles neat

speaking of which when you braid your hair or if you have locs he thinks it’s very cool!

(that’s like the most positive thing I’ve wrote so far..)

Only problem is…..he wants you to do his hair like yours..

”but inosuke, your hair’s gonna fall out! And you can’t loc straight hair!”

He doesn’t wanna hear it..

he gets loud/starts yelling and you have to calm him down

your features are something he notices right off the bat but at the same time it goes right over his head

like he sees you may have a big nose/big lips but he doesn’t really pay much attention to it

like he doesn’t even think ‘everyone is different!’ so why would he pay attention to everyone’s individual features?

he’s looking for if your strong or not if anything 🤷‍♀️

im just gonna put a collage of his questions here cuz I can

”WHY CANT YOU DO MY HAIR LIKE YOURS?!”

”HOW’S YOUR HAIR SO BIG!?”

”HOW COME YOUR HAIR GOES BOING AND MINE DOESNT?!”

”what’s that black thing on your head?” (Durag)

”WHADDYA MEAN MY HAIRS’ GONNA FALL OUT?! YOURS DIDNT!!”

”is your hair a defense technique?? What does it do?”

“how’d you get your hair like that?”

”WHY DO YOU TALK LIKE THAT??”

”I CANT UNDERSTAND YOU!! SPEAK NORMAL!!”

”does your whole village look like that?? SHOW ME!”

his bluntness be getting outta hand ngl

You being a male doesn’t NOT affect inosuke whatsoever

he realized he wanted to be with you, and his mind, you were already his

(he didn’t actually ask you out 🤦‍♀️)

and yeah I pretty much have nothing else to say bc inosuke don’t care.

he’s him like that 🤷‍♀️

Inosuke’s love languages are quality time and gift giving

quality time = training

training = beating

not because he wants to beat you

but just because he doesn’t hold back at all

i hope your stronger than him

cuz if your weak……..😃

with gift giving he’ll remember the things you say you like but……it’ll just end up going..wrong..

for example! You say you need a new durag because it has a hole?

well! The great inosuke has taken the liberty to make you a new one!

like it? 😁

(oh gosh…..you don’t. What is this even made out of??)

”gee thanks..! Inosuke..”😟

”HHAHAHAHAHAH YOU BETTER BE GRATEFUL!! THE GOD OF MOUNTAINS HIMSELF MADE YOU A NEW DURAT!”😼

(yes durat 😋..he doesn’t remember the name)

zenitsu and tanjiro support you two

zenitsu was already aware of non het couples

he doesn’t see the attraction but it’s none of his business to him really

tanjiro is 100% supportive and doesn’t see it any different from a hetero couple

kind confused?? But he’s supportive :)

also commends you for taking on the rambunctious inosuke 😅

inosuke doesn’t care what anyone else has to say about your relationship

Now if they’re passive aggressive he won’t get it-

but if they directly insult either of you—your gonna have to stop him from beating them up 😜

(or join him! 😊)

all in all….your relationship is very chaotic!

you love him regardless <3

Lol inosuke so silly

Hope you enjoyed💝

[beanghostprincess]

Your post about Shanks ‘babysitting’ Yassop is so cute 😭💕 This literally gave me a thought about Shanks knowing Zeff and his little precious eggplant (Sanji)

Like, the Red Head Pirates goes to the Baratie and meet the chef, Red Leg Zeff, who has his adopted son in the ship. The little boy is respectfull and always wants to help. And Shanks just- starts to talk and play with the boy. They come to the restaurant often because of how much good the food is and everytime, Shanks plays with the kid.

Zeff also talks A LOT about his son, pround of how he is good at cooking and fighting. The Red Head Pirates ends up don't going to the Baratie for like, 2 or 3 years, and when they come again, Shanks notice the boy isn't there, Zeff tells Sanji is in the crew of some rubber boy with a Straw Hat and Shanks is like "THIS BOY IS MY SON-!" and they start to talk about everything who happened.

Bonus: Zeff starts to talk about some boy who Sanji talks a lot in the letters and Yassop, who is near to them, just yells "THIS KID YOU'RE SAYING IS MY SON" and turns out they discover that the kids of all of them are in the same crew.

THIS IS SO FUNNY AND SO SWEET AT THE SAME TIME I AM DYING JKESBFSJKDBFKJDBF PROUD DADS!!!!!!! PROUD DADS!!!!!!!!!!!

Shanks: Where's your little cook? I wanted to have one of his dishes. He's getting better than you, old man. Zeff: Watch your words or I might kick you out of here. And he's not so little anymore, he's nineteen. Shanks: HE'S WHAT???? Benn: Sometimes, when years pass, people grow up. If you weren't sure- Shanks: Haha. So funny. Okay! So where is that young man? Zeff: Ugh- New pirate took him with him. See the world and shit. To find the All Blue, he said. Shanks: Look who's following his father's steps! You must be proud, huh? You'll never say it, but I know! A father always knows. And who's that new pirate around? Wouldn't hurt to know. Zeff: Strange kid. Says he wants to find the One Piece. Devil fruit user. Rubbery body. Straw hat? Reminded me of you. Luf- Shanks: LUFFY! THAT'S MY KID! Benn: He's not your son. Shanks: HE'S SORT OF SOMETHING LIKE MY KID!

And then they stay there for a long time, the Red Hair pirates enjoying the food while Shanks and Zeff have this conversation close to them. That's when Zeff talks about what he knows about his son's crew, because Shanks literally knows nothing besides the basics and what Mihawk told him about Zoro. (Making this about Sanuso because you can't say that Sanji talks a lot about Usopp and not expect me to write it like this).

Zeff: Kid got himself an interesting team. Green-haired guy that almost gets himself killed. Idiot. Eggplant hates his guts, or so he says, but he has never been too good at hiding shit so it's obvious he cares about the swordsman. He talks about a girl too. Loves her. Believes he's gonna marry her. Most precious thing in the world, he says. A treasure of navigator, apparently. Usually, he's annoying when it comes to women, but this is too much even for him. Shanks: Oh! Young love! Are you sure she isn't the reason why he joined them? Zeff: Nah, it was your kid. He's persuasive. And I wouldn't call it love. At least not with her. Shanks: Care to explain? Zeff: Lil cook talks about a young man. A sniper. He's... Fond of him. I don't know how to explain it, but I know him. There's just something about the letters... Heck, I don't even know what I'm saying anymore. But Eggplant and this kid, Usopp- Shanks: WHAT?! YASOPP! Yasopp: WHAT DO YOU WANT??? Shanks: YOUR KID'S DATING LIL COOK Yasopp: Wait what- (basically falls off the chair) WHAT?! Is he in his crew? Is he alright? Is he as cool as me? Of course he is! Wait, did you say something about dating? Zeff: They're not dating. Yasopp: Of course Usopp would date a cook, he has always loved food- Shanks: Yes, because when you left the only thing the kid could do was eat- Yasopp: Shut up! Is he alright, red leg? What does your kid say in the letters?

And they spend like, hours talking about them together, being all proud of their children <3

[sumtheamazinglysickauthor]

The Queen To Your King - A Xyx Fanfic

You loved dates with your husband. You loved the way they all showed how much you cared for one another and gave you a sense of comfort no matter what it was. The banter was everything and the way this cheeky man could make you laugh so easily.

Today– or rather, tonight, it was simple. You got bowls of snacks and some sodas and juice. Xyx got your warmest, fluffiest blanket out. The two of you met back at the living room, well prepared for the night. You gave eachother soft smiles that turned into cheeky grins.

“Do we have everything we need?” You raise a brow.

“Doll, I don’t think we could possibly have anything more.” He teases, looking at all the snacks you set up.

You roll your eyes, the grin not leaving your face, “Hey! It’s Bluey night. Bluey night must always go perfectly.”

“My apologies.” Xyx says dramatically, “To compensate, I brought the world’s most coziest blanket and some tissues.” he puts the tissue box on the couch. Not the table. The couch. This man knew you well.

With a playful shove, you settled down beside him. He wrapped the blanket around you both, creating a cozy cocoon. You felt instantly warm and safe. I mean– why wouldn’t you? You snuggle closer, letting out a content sigh as you tucked your feet under the blanket.

The TV turned on, and you saw a familiar Australian blue heeler prancing across the screen. You couldn’t help but smile as Bluey and her family appeared. You hum the theme song as it plays.

You hear the episode name as it pops up on the screen, “Chest”. The screen shifts to the Heelers in the kitchen, where Chilli is cooking, Bluey is sitting and Bandit walking with a chess board.

Alright, here we go, Bluey." Bandit puts down and opens the chess board on the kitchen countertop. "I'm gonna teach you how to play Chess."

“What’s Chest?” The little heeler asks, making you and Xyx chuckle a bit. “Kids… So adorable” you smile. Xyx gives you a grin, “They’re cheeky, too. Don’t let the cuteness get to ya.”

The episode continues as poor Bandit tries teaching Bluey how to play. Bingo teams up with her. You can’t help but laugh as Bingo grabs a knight piece and names it “Gallahop” and Bluey calls hers “Daughter of Gallahop.” You also smirk at Xyx when Chilli teases Bandit about the Queen getting to move more than the King, whom he called ‘more important’.

Xyx raises a brow at you, “Love, what’s with the look? You know I know that the queen is so obviously the most important piece” he teases.

“You better know that. The king only moves one square.”

As you watch the movie, coming close to the end, Bandit moves the King from D8 to E7, eliminating Bluey and Bingo’s queen. You hear Bingo gasping, letting out a “my queen!” and Bluey saying “Oh no!”

“Not the queen!” you dramatically gasp, munching on a snack.

“Really, Bandit?” Chilli raises a brow.

"Ooh, it was the King who did the honours." he smirks.

“You know, Bandit reminds me of someone.” You say, looking at your husband, who was looking at you, smirking.

“Oh does he now? And who, pray tell, could that ‘someone’ possibly be?”

“Hmm… I might tell you after we watch this episode.”

"Mum! How do you beat Dad?" Bluey says, interrupting your banter. You and Xyx give eachother funny looks before looking back at the screen.

Chilli takes off her apron, “It’s easy, Bluey, I can beat him in four moves.”

“Here we go.” Bandit says.

“Go Chilli!” You yell. Meanwhile, your husband says “I reckon Bandit will win this one.”

“First, I move this guy here.” She moves her bishop on F1 to A6, eliminating a pawn.

You smirk at Xyx.

"Heh, great start." Bandit says, moving his pawn on B7 to A6, removing the bishop. "Doink."

Xyx gives you that same smirk, to which you reply by blowing a raspberry at him.

"Then, I move him, and ask, “Why do you want to teach the kids this game?”" she says, moving the Rook from A1 to C1, eliminating the Bishop.

You can see where this is probably gonna go, but you don’t say anything. Neither does Xyx.

Bandit plays his turn and Chilli continues, “And he answers, “Because smart people play chess.”

You smile, seeing Bingo take the chess pieces, clueless to what’s happening.

“"“And I want my kids to be smart.” Next move, I ask: “Why do you want the kids to be smart?”" she moves her piece.

“Heh, that’s a bad move” Bandit replies.

"This is what I'll say. “Right now, you kids are little prawns."” she says, moving the pawn piece on F7 to F8, “But one day you'll be queens”." and then she replaces the pawn with the Queen piece.

You take two tissues out, knowing you’ll probably need them.

Bandit removes the queen piece by moving the king piece from E7 to F8.

Chilli frowns a bit as she says the next few words, "“And I won't always be there to protect you, so you have to look after yourselves.”"

The screen switches to the board as they play.

““But I'm going to do whatever I can now to help you.”"

“Checkmate” Bandit murmurs.

“Cause he's a good king” she finishes. You hold Xyx’s hand, giving it a little squeeze as if you’re trying to tell him that.

"And you’re a good queen." he replies, looking at her. Xyx gives your hand that same gentle squeeze, like he’s trying to tell you that.

"But a lousy chess player."

"And you turned out fine."

You use your free hand to grab the tissue, wiping any possible tears.

"Work on the heads later, for now, just hearts." Chilli puts her arm around Bandit, and you do the same to Xyx.

The camera switches to Bluey and Bingo playing, ending with Bingo saying “First things first, you’re not dead, ok? You’re at a pool party! Yay!” It makes you chuckle. How oblivious these kids were to the heartwarming moment that just happened. That was kids for ya. Innocent and oblivious.

The episode ends, showing the end credits, with the King and Queen piece fading on the credits.

You smile at it before looking at Xyx, who was already looking at you.

“That was something, wasn’t it?” You say as your tissue falls.

“Yeah… It was.”

“It’s funny how a kids’ show can hit you right in the feels.”

“Right?" Xyx chuckles, "Who would’ve thought we’d be crying over a cartoon about dogs?”

“I mean– It’s not just any cartoon…” You smile, “They kind of make me think about us.”

Xyx raised an eyebrow, a playful smirk forming on his lips. “Oh really now? How so?”

You shifted a bit closer, the warmth of his body contrasting with the cool air. “Well, for one, Bandit and Chilli always support each other, even when things get messy.” You blush a little.

Xyx chuckles, “Fair. You were always there for me, through the rough patches and all.”

“Hey, you were there for me too. Give yourself some credit.”

“Yeah? Good to know I was your prince charming.” he smirks.

“You’re more like a goofball.”

“A charming, sexy goofball, doll.”

You let out a laugh, “You’re impossible.”

“Irresistable, more like it.”

You roll your eyes, “Yeah, sure.” you look at him again, your eyes looking sincere, “You know, I’m glad you stuck around.” Both of you knew what you were talking about. The day you were worried Xyx would leave the Blooming Panic server. He said he’d stick around, no promises. You were so, so glad he did.

The man looks at you, his eyes soften “You gave me a reason to, love”

He was giving you a new reason to tear up. The man sure had a way with words, didn’t he? He interlocks his fingers with yours, tightening his grip.

“You’d be a good dad and the best king.”

“You’d be a good mum and the best queen.”

The two of you look at eachother, squeezing your hands together as you lean in for a kiss. A magical kiss, but then again, aren’t they all?

The queen to his king

[yandere-kokeshi]

Yandere Dabi with a pregnant darling

Warnings: pregnant reader, yandere behavior, slight talk about sex, talks about TikTok, talks about endeavor/about trauma, soft! Dabi (sorta ooc) and cursing.

A/N: this was requested and I deleted it. Yet again. On accident. Sorry :((

I'm not sure who the icon of Dabi belongs too! I found it in my gallery so if you have any idea who it belongs too, please message me so I can credit them/or you!

His first initial reaction is surprised and quiet. He's in a state of shock and slight uncertainty; you're pregnant and he's fault for it. He doesn't know what to do.

While he does remember having round after round with you, filling you up. He just didn't expect you to get pregnant.

"Whatta' mean you're pregnant? Are you sure? Two lines? Are you shitting with me? Are you positive-postitive? Fuck."

The next few days are really hard on him. How can he, a monster, raise a child? What if they inherit his quirk and get hurt? Or worse, what if he hurts them? A lot of questions and anxiety spirals into his stomach and chest.

He won't leave you. He makes sure of that. He won't be like his dad or simply leave you/or disconnect with you due to your pregnancy. However, Dabi will be distant for a bit; trying his best to wrap the fact that you're pregnant with his kid and how he's gonna continue with this.

But, when he concludes that he needs to be responsible and support both of you, he comes up to you and hugs you tightly. Whispering In your ear, comforting you with his raspy voice: "It's alright. I'll help us out. I promise you, baby. We'll get through this together, yeah?"

For the new weeks to come, he comes up with a few plans. One is that this kid can't live in a trash place; one that's not very clean, wasn't kid-friendly, and is a potential threat to them. So, he decided to do the house a makeover, making sure to buy (steal) items, clothing, and furniture.

He makes sure that the child can go to school, have fun, and run outside while making issues that are irritating to fix.

Secondly, he makes sure that his plans of being a villainess are put to the side or at least aren't as huge. While he does work on the side (somehow working as a butcher or cashier), he makes money to support you two; Dabi makes sure to spend as much time with you.

From that day, he's rarely seen leaving your side. He's always beside you, always at your call and ready to make you whatever you want.

Dabi becomes more observant, more than he already has. He reads your body language, steps on eggshells around you to make sure you feel comfortable and knows what's up before you can tell him.

This includes your hormones and cravings. While he will cook and deliver the food you crave. He doesn't understand why you're crying about the damn bed being too uncomfortable to angrily yell at him for moving your toothbrush an inch.

But, as your bump grows, so does his protectiveness and fear of being a father. The two of you will both have continuous emotional conversations, showing vulnerable sides of each other and slowly healing with these talks that Dabi much appreciates.

He loves to touch your stomach and lay on your mid-thighs, even if it's not grown yet; he loves to kiss and rub his fingers all along your tummy, kissing it and closing his eyes as he hears you heartbeat.

But, when he feels the baby kick, he feels his breath ripped out of him while he stares at your tummy in disbelief; the kid just kicked him, didn't they?

In his free time, he will read articles online that show small things to help you with your growth. But sometimes he will go onto Tiktok and watch videos that make his stomach roll in butterflies. But when he saw the video of people lifting their partner's belly, he immediately tried it; to say the least, the minute he heard you groan, then yell in anger made him smirk for a bit.

Occasionally, he will use his quirk to massage your sore muscles, making sure to rub into the deep knotted parts and use your favorite lotion; putting it on your swollen ankles while kissing them to show how amazing you look.

If you ever feel insecure, he's immediately pulling you in front of the mirror and showing you every mark as to why they are important and how they're gorgeous; "These stretch marks are signs of your growth, your power, and living of the baby. You should be proud of these, dollface. I love them regardless."

Every doctor visit, he comes with. Even if you dare to insist it's fine. Dabi makes sure to hold your hand, squeezing it when he sees the ultrasound of your baby.

Speaking of ultrasounds, he doesn't care about the gender. He would love them regardless of the sex! (Although, I do see him as a daddy's girl :])

Cuddling with Dabi is very warm and comforting. He makes sure you lay on him, holding your favorite pillow and hod hand near you; warming you up with his quirk.

At some point, it's expected to go baby-clothing shopping. Once you do, it takes three hours for you two to complete because he couldn't pick between a Stitch and Snorlax onesie (you ended up buying both!)

On the last semester, Dabi is complicated. While you do tell him he will be a good father, he can't help but overthink the facts. Cuddling and kissing scenes tend to happen after this, and while you may see him extremely vulnerable, he hates showing this side of him due to his childhood.

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[base0h]

Random modern op character hcs

a/n - my sanity has flown out the window

Warnings ⚠️ - crack, g/n reader, modern au

Sabo

- wakes up at 5am or right when the sun comes up

- a psychopath who gets up two seconds before his alarm to shut it off before it goes off (mostly to try to not wake you up- but still)

- his sneezes are so fucking loud

- and you feel bad because he’s one of those who has at least 5 in a row 💀

- he could blow a house down tbh

- make sure to keep some tissue boxes on hand lol

- he has dad energy

- on saturdays he’ll wake up at 4:30 in the morning, brush his teeth and all that

- I don’t know how you can brush your teeth really loudly but that’s what he does

- will spare you and not open the curtains to let the blinding light in

- what a gentleman

- will watch the news on fucking max volume

- “Aw it’s raining!”

- “What?! That’s crazy!”

- ..his commentary is really lovely to hear at 5am

- can’t cook. just can’t

- so he’ll end up getting really hungry and going to wake you up

- btw it’s 6am when this happens, and it’s Saturday

- he has the appetite of both his brothers so it’s pretty normal for him to be hungry lmao

Robin

- also wakes up very early, or doesn’t sleep at all :/

- she has this thing where she loves to read a bunch of different things everyday, and tell you the story that she thinks you’d enjoy 🥺

- She’ll definitely want to go to the library with you! It’s so much fun reading together :)

- if you’re having trouble falling asleep, her go-to method is just to tell a story off the top of her head, but sometimes they’re creepy af

- they’re about beheading nobles, or torturous methods from the 10th century

- it ends up doing the complete opposite

- you’re bundled up in a blanket, eyes wide open, staring into the dark room around you both

- you made sure your feet weren’t sticking out so the monster wouldn’t get it too

- “Robin- it’s 1am I didn’t need to hear that-“

- “Would you like to hear how they butcher their prisoners? Well to start-“

- “NO-“

Kid

- that one guy who gets all the noise complaints

- to be fair he is sawing medal at 2am

- in the mornings he will not wake up unless you start tapping him for at least a couple minutes

- sometimes his arm is on top of you, and when you try to move and get up, he starts squeezing harder

- an at home chiropractor

- he manages to crack every bone in your spine

- you might have the posture of a ballerina now, congratulations 👍✨

- you can’t breathe when he’s hugging you that tight and he still doesn’t understand why

- “Y/n it’s a hug- don’t be a baby.”

- you choose to either pinch his ear or just walk away

- he argues with the middle aged neighbor who always complains to the police about the noise he makes at night

- “You’re a bad influence on my son, Hunter!”

- “Huh?! It’s not my fault you guys are listening! Stop yelling at me about it!”

- You end up sitting on the porch, sipping your drink as you watch this argument go on

- You end up playing with the woman’s son since she’s so invested in screaming at your boyfriend

- “My mom’s annoying, sorry.”

- “It’s alright, he’s annoying too.” -you

- “Shut the fuck up! Just go back to trimming your little flowers!” -kid

- “*GASP* How dare you?!”

- kid wants to run her over so bad

- also he owns a huge ass truck that looks like it’s about to break down any moment

- “It’s fine y/n.”

- *wheel falls off*

- “Damn, was hoping it’d stay on this time.”

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a/n - I haven’t died yet 💪✨

[silentwillowwhisperer]

Just throw 'em back

I thought of that title, and now I'm singing Chandelier in my head at a very unreasonable volume for telepathic singing.

Ummmmmmmmm this includes consumption of alcohol and getting drunk. No one is underage if that bothers you.

This is right after the Klance sunset scene.

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Now. We all know what happened during Allura and Lance's date.

We can also assume that while it was happening, Pidge was doing tech-stuff, Hunk was cooking, and Coran was doing generally Coran-ish things.

Keith however, was not.

He was laying in a dark dorm room with his head stuffed in a pillow. He didn't know why he tortures himself like this. He had just given a pep talk to his CRUSH so that his CRUSH would be confident to go out with a GIRL.

Ugh, making reasonable life decision sucks.

Shiro, of course, has been through his fair share of gay dilemmas. His psychic dad sense clued him into Keith's situation.

"Hey... rough day?"

Keith just grunted into his pillow, which meant 'yes' to Shiro.

"Dang, that bad? It this a non-existent love life problem or something else? 'Cuz I can help you with the first one."

Keith flopped over onto his back and stared blankly at the ceiling. After a minute, he held up one finger. That, or he was just flipping Shiro off, but Shiro was trying to be optimistic here.

"You've gotta help me out a bit here, bro. Do you want advice or a distraction?"

Keith decided to finally pipe up.

"Give me a pep talk and I will not hesitate to shove a knife down your throat."

Shiro held his hands up. Keith didn't respond, so he just picked the guy up and hauled him to his car. There was no protest from the black paladin, but that tends to happen when a guy rejects you without even realizing that he's doing it.

An hour later, they arrived at a small bar in the closest town to the garrison.

Seeing their destination, Keith finally I dropped for a moment to raise an eyebrow at Shiro.

Shiro just shrugged with a crooked grin on his face. “You passed the drinking age in space. I figured we could have your first real drink before going back out to the war. None of that disgusting Nunville stuff Coran offers us.”

Long story short, Keith has had 3 (or was it 4?) shots and Shiro is hanging on to Keith’s shoulders to keep his balance. He was a bit too enthusiastic, and the only noises that leave his mouth now are garbled, slurred words.

Drunk Shiro seems determined to give Keith a talk, though.

“I remember my first boyfriend. He was cute. But soooo straight. He smelled like water.”

Keith’s brow shoots up to his hairline.

“What are going on about, Shiro? Are you really gonna do this now? Also, how does someone smell like water?”

Shiro raises his prosthetic arm to Keith’s face in a poor attempt to shush him, but his lack of coordination leads him wack Keith across the face.

“Shhhh shshshshh. Let me brother you. What I’m trying to say is, cute guys are straight sometimes. So instead of wallowing in self-pity, you RIOT! You gotta go up to his dumb face and FESS UP. He flirts with literally anyone! He has to at least bisexual. And if you fail and humiliate yourself, we can watch Pitch Perfect together in a dark room and eat too much ice cream and I can yell at him for you. Alright?”

Keith shakes his head with a small laugh. Even drunk Shiro has his dumb way of cheering Keith up. And, who knows? Maybe his advice is halfway decent.

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I don’t even know what that was. But listen to Shiro, kids! If you’re queer and you know it, then OWN IT! I believe in you, my loves!!

[lawluaficionado]

HIII I just want to say I really love your Lawlu baby. It brings me so much joy and I read it 6 time already haha. Do you have more ideas for this amazing AU? Thanks you :D

I have no idea when this is from, I'm sorry!!

Thank you so much for reading and liking my AU!

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~Lawlu Baby Things~

Well, they've since been named Cora and Ace.

Cora being older than Ace meant a few things. One, he had to make sure the dummy didn't get hurt. Two, he needed to share his food with him sometimes. Three, and he had to share his parents.

That was lotsa responsibility! He falls a lot! He doesn't want to share his food, especially the yummy meat! And, he wants attention too!

His daddy had said he was cranky because he had a temperature. And Cora thinks it's true, because his daddy is a doctor that fixes some people. His other papa was holding him while they sat on the rocking chair. "Cora, we can't be getting sick now, we have an adventure to go on tomorrow!"

"Gotta take Ace too?" he mumbles.

His daddy laughs, "Yes. Don't be so mad a him, it was an accident."

"He sneezed on me, his fault I have boogers now," he glares at his parents, but especially hard at the sleeping one-year-old in his dad's arms.

"You know, he gets that anger and spritefullness from you," his papa laughs, quite loudly too.

"It's spitefulness, Luffy."

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Sanji loves babysitting his godsons, he does...truly. But when he needs to take care of them AND be in the same room as Zoro...well he'd rather eat unseasoned food.

"Could you please help me entertain them, I'm trying to cook."

"But this is entertaining," Zoro grins.

Ace is sitting on the counter trying to taste each and every ingrediant, including the raw eggs! No smacking of hands deters that one, Sanji just gets smacked right back. Cora has been sneaking candy into his mouth, most likely going to get sick of it and ruin his appetite. Okay that was a lie, kid can eat. They're not half of Luffy for nothing.

"Why are you even here?" Sanji glowers.

"Law said you'd be cooking, so thought I might join you. Free meal and all," Zoro shrugs.

"Fib! Fib!" Ace yells. "Papa said no fibbing!"

Zoro visibly redddens, "Did Luffy also tell you that kids that say fib, get bullied?!"

"No, but daddy did say you always stare at Uncle Sanji's butt. And that you two would probably get married before we get another baby sibling," Cora states.

"Oh that does it, both of you go play outside!" Zoro chases after the two boys, managing to wrangle up Ace just before running after Cora.

Sanji is left there speechless, and blushing. It is the first and only time he's ever burned a meal in over a decade.

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"Aunty Robin, what is the quickest way to muder someone?" Ace asks in his most polite and respectful manner.

"Well, I am a visual learner, how do you grasp your knowledge better?" She smiles at her two nephews. They are sharing some tea and biscuits out on her patio listening to the thundering rain.

"Pictures are good," Cora answers and his brother nods.

"Now why would my two sweetest nephews need this information?"

"Papa is mad that this one lady at daddy's work is giving him all the bad work days. We don't get to see him no more," Ace's demeanor shifts to a rather pathetic gloomy appearance.

"Oh dear, that does constitute murder," Robin sympathizes.

"We thought so too!" Cora grumbles. "Can you help us? We're cute, we'll be out of Impel Down in no time!"

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Law was lying on his stomach, head sideways on his arms as his youngest was coloring in his tattoos. Definitely a habit he learned from Luffy.

Cora and said husband were baking cookies as he and Ace watched a documentary on the most ridiculus crimes commited. Luffy said he knows the person who holds most of those spots. How he knows a ridiculous clown, he won't even ask.

"Dad,' Ace smacks his back to get his attention.

"What baby," Law turns a little to see him.

"You need more tattoos. I colored them all already."

"Why don't we just get you some tattoos?" The words are out of his mouth before he realizes what he'd done.

But Luffy heard it and started laughing his ass off, "Good luck!"

Yup, his boys were about to go crazy for removable tattoos.

[wanderingmind867]

I never told my dad about this account, and I still feel bad about that. I've had this account for like 2-3 years now, and I haven't once told him about my 12,000+ posts on here! I think I was just nervous to tell him at first, so I kept putting it off. But now we're years in, and I'm beginning to feel like I've lied to him or whatever! It's not a pleasant feeling! Feeling like you lied to the one person you trust is not a pleasant feeling! I love my dad. I'm dependent on him! He cooks, helps me shave, helps me run my baths and showers, he helps me with everything!

He's also got the patience of a saint, to put up with me. I yell at him, I hit him, I do all sorts of horrible things when my temper explodes. But he always forgives me and tolerates me. I don't know why he does, but he does. And that's why I allow myself to be open about my emotions around him. I know he won't judge me, no matter how much of a horrible human being I might be. But that's why I always end up feeling guilty about not telling him about my posts on here. sigh...

[amalthea9]

Apparently I can't read. *facepalm* so let's try that again:

1, 4 and 21, for Styles

Lol you're fine dear! I have misread SO many things myself!🤭 SO SORRY for late reply though argh!

Daaaww I love how you ask for Styles eee💖💖💖 it makes me feel less dumb for adoring him so much.💖💖💖 Thank you for these questions dear!!

1. Why do you like or dislike this character?

Oh my god I didn't think this question would be difficult to answer but it kind of is?! I think it's because my heart just yells "HE'S MY HUSBAND I DONT HAVE REASONS ASGHJKL"🤣🤣🤣

I like his sass, his willingness to cheer up a friend and be a friend, even if he isn't always great at it. His courage, his loyalty, his adorable stupidity (speaking loud when he shouldn't, saying he can be a steward🤭)

I like how he's willing to die for his friends and doesn't give it a thought. His willingness to learn things he doesn't know for example: he taught himself how to cook!

His laughter, his smile, his irritated expressions.🤭

added by Styles himself: his muscles and his butt.🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

What I would list as a dislike of the character is that Styles in episode 8 wasn't the one I knew for the rest of the series😅 I don't consider episode 8 cannon besides the marriage of Horatio because of the way Styles acts the whole episode. It heavily grates against how he's been acting in the entire series. Yeah he can be a dick sometimes, but not to the levels of slut shaming/ disrespecting women and pettiness. Maybe I'm crazy, that whole final episode felt 'off' for a lot of characters, not just Styles.

4. If you could put this character in any other media, be it a book, a movie, anything, what would you put them in?

Hmm I've already put him in Sci fi media with Doctor Who, does that count?🤔 Doctor Who fanfiction is that a media? I wrote him as Eight's companion and he would be like Jamie since he doesn't understand technology and would say "Eh?!?" A lot like Jamie did.🤭

21. If you're a fanfic writer and have written for this character, what's your favorite thing to do when you're writing for this character? What's some you don't like?

So I've written a few things for Styles, my best work with him I think was angst where he got shot a lot and almost died.😅 🤣

But my favorite thing to do for Styles in writing is giving him love of any kind. Platonic or romantic, I love writing for Styles receiving acceptance and encouragement that he is important and wanted by those he loves.💜

@ariel-seagull-wings @cel-aerion @captain-dad @professorlehnsherr-almashy

[purpleturtle9000]

What's your opinion about the take that say:"all turtles in rise are mikeys and have same personalities"?also what you liked/disliked the most about they they ate written?

All turtles are Mikeys? I have no idea what that means, but hard disagree that they all have the same personalities. There's times where they're similar (they all love Jupiter Jim and Lou Jitsu movies, for example) but idk that you could live with someone your entire life and not have some things in common. Plus I think if characters are all 100% different, it would be so hard to find common ground that the plot wouldn't work.

Raph falling apart when he's alone and talking in third person, Mikey's interest in cooking and art, Leo's sense of humour and need to prove himself, Donnie's favourite music and tech knowledge - there's a lot of ways they differ from each other. They approach things differently and have interests that don't overlap! Like how Mikey is the only one to recognise Meat Sweats, and it seems like the others' knowledge of wrestling comes secondhand from Raph talking about it.

I love how autistic Donnie is in Rise, it's the thing that got me to watch it in the first place. I've always headcannoned him as autistic so it's really fantastic to see that being expanded on 'officially' and to see so many things about him that I recognise as The Tism. I also really love 'why would you guys need me if mystic powers can do everything I can do' and everything between him and Shelldon. Not to mention him and Leo putting the 'disaster' in disaster twins, and how affectionate he is with Mikey. Though I maintain it's a crime that he stopped wearing glasses as a kid cause Bayverse Donnie having glasses was my favourite part of his design (they're tortoiseshell do you get it they're tortoiseshell).

This is also the first time I've actually liked Leo? Other versions didn't really capture my interest, and I didn't really see much to him besides him being 'the leader' (though it's also been forever since I watched any of the other series so I'm probably forgetting a lot). I think not giving him the leadership role opened up a lot of avenues for development and characterisation that couldn't be there in versions where he was preoccupied with leadership. Totally normal about Mr Daddy Issues being the one most similar to Splinter. And the all the character development in the movie that blew me away. He has horrible puns, he's insecure, he's gay, he hates Jersey, he's a dad after a timeskip. What more do you need in a character, right?

Mikey's love for cooking is so near and dear to my heart. Also I really like that he's an optimistic character, and that does get him in trouble personally sometimes like in that moon truffle episode, but it doesn't screw up things for everyone else. I think the Draxum redemption thing was too rushed and made Mikey seem too innocent, but I vaguely remember seeing that a lot of content was cut from that arc? There's a couple times where he seems too careless, like yelling 'echo' in the library, but tbh it's nothing I wouldn't expect of a character his age. Also he had a hand in a lot of character changes, especially regarding Draxum and Donnie-and-Shelldon, and was the only reason the time travel and Leo's rescue happened in the movie, so like, there's a lot of power and knowledge at play there.

I love how excited Raph gets about wrestling and that bit about him mimicking the pirate accent from Jupiter Jim movies. Also him eating that salami paper is iconic, let the boy snack. Kinda wish we could've gotten more of a look at his anger issues and how that affected the team/family dynamics sometimes but I really love that it's still clear in canon that his anger doesn't make him love them any less, or make them afraid of him. It's wild that it's canon that he goes insane when he's left alone but that was never mentioned again after that one ep??? And I loathe how Raph had leadership taken away from him with a throwaway line, I'm gonna stay mad about it forever, thank you very much.