#im def turning into that last gif now i can feel it

[irndad]

hi im back! okey so def can see spencer still wanting to hug and snuggle with you even when fighting or mad at each other. he even gets genuinely ??? confused ??? when you try to sleep on the couch instead of in bed at night. he holds you and either reader or him is like "i know we are snuggling right now but i am still super pissed off at you." lol i can just see it. he may be petty when mad but he wont stop trying to touch you bc its a biological need of his and no argument is more important than needing you 🥺

enjoy this I did it very fast!!!! ily

He knows he’s not easy to be with sometimes. She would never say it, but it’s true. He doesn’t always get the jokes, sometimes pushes things too far and without even knowing it the ground gets pulled out from under him. 

And sleep- Sleep is so complicated. The memory of the first time she slept in his bed is etched into a place he could never erase. Spencer had always had trouble sleeping, either fear or alertness plaguing him into the late hours of the night. He used to lie awake, the kind of exhausted that feels like it’s seeping out of your bones, while constantly facts he’d unwittingly memorized about how sleep deprivation can cause brain damage. 

But then she’d come into his life. All soft words and gentle disposition, and there really is something magic about the way that everything just dissipates when her warm, soft body curves into his own. He’s slept well almost every night since. 

Except today, she isn’t coming to bed. 

It’s his fault, and he knows it. He wasn’t being fair. She hadn’t seen him for two weeks (and he hadn’t slept nearly enough without the weight of her form beside him since the last time he saw her) and she’d said that she wanted to be prioritized more. 

“I haven’t seen you in weeks, Spence!”

His head was killing him. Was it actually possible, for a headache to kill you? Her voice is audibly upset, and it’s alarming how he could be the cause of it. 

“Please,” he had said through labored effort, “Can we talk about this later?” 

“When would you like to talk about it? Because I don’t ever know if you’re leaving-“

“Do you even know what it is that I do?  That it’s not a choice for me to go? I have to do this. I can’t pick and choose and honestly, I don’t want to. If you don’t get that, we’re not doing what I thought we were doing.”

It sounds foreign, his own voice. And it’s after he’s said it that the sick taste reaches his throat because oh, that means the end. Her lovely face is unreadable for a brief moment, before something like grief splays over her expression.

It’s silent for a beat, and Spencer wishes he could swallow the words back up, rewind his life like a battered VHS tape where he’s not so stupid to mess up the one thing that’s ever brought him peace.

“You’re not yourself, Spencer. I’m gonna give you a minute.”

A minute, it turns out, is hours in the living room. She hadn’t left, thank fucking god, but she hadn’t come back. Of course she hadn’t. She wasn’t the one who needed to apologize. 

He’s just so tired. 

He thinks of her so-sweet voice, the curve of cheek- the junction of her neck and shoulder, and how much he would like to have her pressed against him. He pads out into the living room like a nervous puppy, and sees her sleeping on the olive green couch she had picked out. Her hair was splayed across the arm of the sofa, and her head laid on a throw pillow, their fuzziest blanket draped across her form. 

His first thought is how low he’s dropped, that he’s jealous of a blanket. 

His second his that she is not coming to bed. He sits beside her gingerly, and the scent of her body wash lingers in the air. 

“Are you planning on coming to bed?”

“I didn’t think you’d want me to.” He can tell she wants to sound cold, but the truth is much worse; she sounds guarded. 

“I always want you to.” It’s the most honest thing he’s said today, and it’s just not fair, how much he revolves around her. How he has waited 14 days, 13 hours and 34 minutes to hold her again and managed to ruin it within the first 20 minutes of having seen her again. He grabs her hand, soft and pliant against his in a way that almost makes his heart leap. “Please? Come to bed?”

Her gaze softens, the warmth and light that guides him back in her eyes, and he hopes his relief isn’t too visible. It’s then that she drinks him in. It feels too revealing like she can see right through him. His clothes are old. He’d rushed off the jet to see her, and the half moon circles under his eyes only lend to the unimpressive picture of himself. 

“Oh, sweetheart,” she breathes, touching the side of his face. He instantly leans into it, the contact more than he’d be willing to give up to save his dignity. “Come here.”

She wraps her arms around him, and he pulls her into his lap, squeezing her tight to his chest, like she might disappear. 

“I’m still mad at you,” she says, looking at him with such affection it betrays her words.

“That’s okay,” he says into her collarbone, “As long as I still have you.”

[froggibus]

Sleepless Nights - Belphegor

Pairing: Belphegor x reader

Genre: hurt/comfort & fluff

Word Count: 1.1k

Summary: belphie gets mad at you one night for waking him up, but can’t help but realize that you haven’t been sleeping

CW: nightmares, sleep deprivation, exhaustion, exertion, insomnia?, soft! belphie, vv comforting,

i think this is the first time ive ever wrote anything about belphie on his own...interesting. anyway im sleepy like 24/7....def not self indulgent

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You wake up screaming, sweat pooling on your forehead and sticking your hair to your skin. You’re left breathing heavily, heart racing in the dark of your room. You squeeze your eyes shut and try to force away the nightmare, but it’s no use. 

Your demons have caught up to you—and not the ones you live with. 

To say Belphie is annoyed is an understatement. It’s the fourth night in a row that your incessant screaming has woken him up, and he’s had about enough of it. He’s trudging to your room with a frown on his face, ready to chew you out for being so loud. 

What was your issue, anyway? Were you so needy for attention that you had to wake everyone up? He shakes his head at the thought. Needy little human. Still, the thought of you trying to wake him up for his attention makes his heart speed up more than he’d like. 

He shoves open your door, the wood whining on its hinges, and stomps inside. He freezes in his tracks at your dishevelled form, though. Wet eyes and thick lashes, a frown etched on your cute face. 

You look like a sad little doll, and Belphie fights the urge to coo at you. He has to remind himself that you woke him up and that he’s supposed to be annoyed with you. But it’s so hard when just looking at you makes him feel like he never fell from heaven. 

“Can you keep the noise down?” He narrows his eyes on you, “I’m trying to sleep.”

His words leave you speechless, staring at him slack jawed. His pretty eyes are narrowed on you, soft dark hair tumbling into his face and catching on his lashes. You hate him for being so pretty, you hate him for being so mean. 

“I-I—” your voice catches in your throat, your words falling away. 

Belphie looks at you expectantly, waiting for you to say something. He knows he’s being unfair to you—you’re sad and you look so defeated and weak, it makes him want to protect you. But Belphie is a stubborn bitch, and all he wants right now is one peaceful night of sleep. 

“Sorry,” you mumble, hanging your head. “I’ll stop.”

He hums a quick response, turning on his heel and closing the door behind him. He wants to slap himself as soon as he leaves your room and hears the muffled sobs on the other side of the door. God, he’s such an asshole. 

—

You walk around the next day like a zombie, shadows under your eyes dark enough to make anyone do a double take. Everything is fuzzy and you have to focus twice as hard in all of your classes, and even then the lights in your peripheral seem to morph into nightmares. 

Your eyes close longer with every blink, and you know you won’t be able to last without a proper night of sleep much longer. It’s been almost a week since you slept more than three hours and your body is reaching its breaking point. 

The day blurs together as the exhaustion takes over your body, and you start to feel like you’re in an aquarium. 

No one’s around when you get home. All busy with extracurriculars and work and whatnot. It makes it easier for you to go sit at the dining room table, muscles tense and rigid, trying to keep your eyes open under the harsh light. 

It’s dumb, and you know it’s not healthy for you, but anything is better than nightmares. Anything is better than having Belphie look at you with the same annoyance he did yesterday.

“Hey.” You must have drifted off, because a soft voice snaps you out of it. 

You flinch, forcing your eyes open to look at Belphie. He has his hands shoved into the pockets of his sweatpants, staring at you with something new in his eyes—concern. 

You can’t even open your mouth, you’re so tired.  You give him a weak wave and rest your head on the back of the chair. 

Belphie kneels down at your side, resting his hands on your thighs. He’s never been gentle with you before, never cared enough to get this close to you. His touch has your breath catching in your throat, tingles filling the spots where he touches.

“When was the last time you slept?”

Your tired eyes meet his. “A week ago, maybe, I can’t remember.”

He sighs. He really is an asshole. Here he is, getting mad at you for inconveniencing him, all the while you’re falling apart. He wants to pick up the pieces and put them back together, but all he ever seems to do is push them further apart. 

“Why haven’t you been sleeping?” His cold hand cups your jaw, holding up your head. He’s been where you’ve been—so absolutely tired that you feel like you can’t move. 

“It’s,” you think about telling him, but with the way he’s holding you and looking at you, you don’t want to be more of a burden. “It’s nothing.”

He squints his eyes at you. “Don’t lie to me, baby.”

The pet name is like a shot of espresso but just as quickly as it hits you, the high starts to fade. Belphie watches the light spring to your eyes, surpressing his grin at the sight. Then, he watches it fade away. Yeah, you really need sleep. 

“I’ve been having nightmares,” your voice is a mix between a whisper and a mumble, all of your words falling together. 

Nightmares? That’s what’s been making you scream all night? He sighs, squeezing your knees. “You know that’s a quick fix for me, right?”

He wants to laugh at the way your doe eyes look up at him hopefully, a spark of life behind them. He could’ve fixed this for you weeks ago—if only he wasn’t so stubborn and so mean. 

He grabs your hand tightly, half lifting you out of the chair. You’re so tired that your body sags, all of your limbs feeling impossibly heavy. Belphie has no problem with this, though. You’re human, you weigh practically nothing to him. 

He scoops you up in his arms and takes you back to his room. He thinks about taking you to yours, but he knows no one would dare disturb him if they thought he was sleeping, and undisturbed sleep is what you need right now. 

He lays you down in his bed, tucking you in and hiding you away from the cold air. He lays down next to you, an arm around your waist. 

He rests his head on your shoulder, hugging you close to him. “Sweet dreams only, okay?” He mumbles into your cheek, “I won’t let any of those nightmares come back as long as you’re close to me.”

You rest your hand over his, and let sleep take over. Belphie doesn’t dare leave you—holding you the whole time, ready to drop everything for you when you wake up. You might be the one sleeping, but Belphie is the one that’s so gone.

[thatdeadaquarius]

When I’m playing genshin, I’m mostly listening to either Paternity Court, or Steve Wilkos. Imagine the characters hearing all of the stuff and being so scandalized by the results and comments. Or being genuinely disgusted and heartbroken for the victims in more serious cases. I can def see a good chunk of them being invested

I don’t think I’ve listened to those yet! I do occasionally get on a true crime binge listen, however the weirdest thing my characters have heard has gotta be Game Grumps episodes or compilations lol

What if i listened to every season of Buzzfeed Unsolved.

What would we do then my Genshin characters, my people, what then.

I saw someone else write about this true crime documentary thing but they described everyone being pretty terrified or disgusted by the podcasts

Which I definitely think some would be literally horrified lmao

But also I think a lot of them definitely would be invested-

I mean shit,

you're listening to your God and they just start playing this like uncomfortably detailed intricate crime case/murder report???

I would be so interested in what kind of person they were, and why they were listening to true crime stuff, 

so needless to say characters like Heizou and Yelan would definitely be into it, maybe Kujou Sara as well?

I can see Zhongli getting into it too and Raiden

I mean don't get me wrong plenty would be disturbed

like rest in peace Barbara 🙏

but like it would be fascinating to them too!!

cuz they don't know anything about our world so they could learn a lot about it thru listening to this stuff

tho it probably cause a lot of confusion whenever they hear things like phone or computer or car lol

you know stuff that hasn't been invented yet for them or there is no equivalent, but they

would deffo interrogate u about ur world when u get to Teyvat

♤

okay but on a more silly motherfucker note-

what if I was playing Game Grumps around them lol, would they be like oh my God our Creator has the best comedians or hilarious friends

like you know how a king has jesters? 😭

I feel like they would think that instead of a recording definitely, especially because most of these things are just people talking and not like, a speech or something

because audio recordings could exist for them, they would probably get it in concept, they do have Ley lines that do that afterall (and now Kameras)

♧

Omg,

oh no, would they think that you're getting these reports in person??  Or even like your SOLVING all these crimes?? 

esp bc I know myself and I tend to sometimes be talking to Genshin characters like,

"damn that's how he got arrested? How stupid he could've blah blah blah i sound like a hardened cop playing a gacha game lmao blah blah...."

it'd be so funny to see that one play out

when u get whisked away to teyvat and Heizou and Yelan are just:

"oh my God can you help us with all these cases we love your mind, or get your servants to help us?"

THEY WOULDNT EVEN BELIEVE U IF U TRIED TO BE LIKE "no no please ur the professionals idk wtf im doing guys-"

Heizou/Yelan: 🤨🤨

"likely story Most Honorable God, but we heard quite the fascinating theories just last week before u descended, hmmm...."

u cant win, 

honestly everyone would probably just assume ur not only the god who created/built teyvat but also have a domain in justice, comedy or honestly whatever u be playing all the time, including music, people would definitely think ur a music god too

esp if ur like me and u just turn on a cool Spotify playlist while u play sometimes, like they've probably never heard so many radically different genres songs, and so many back to back

(could definitely see a myth about u having an immortal inexhaustible musician band that has access to all the songs of the universe that u make them play for you, once again, would be hard to deny bc that's a pretty accurate description of spotify lol)

♡

srry abt my ✨️ass writing✨️ anon!!

I am getting to these old asks so late I hope u guys r alright with getting answered so late, ya boy has been busy 

Im busy partially bc i have a end of year art exhibition!

Basically at my university, if ur an art major, u have to have some of ur best work from ur time at university and display it in a Senior year art exhibition in the university's art museum! Its super cool! And stressful! :D!!

Anyway im so happy i have no object permanence bc everytime i open my drafts or my inbox, even the old asks :( , are  a new surprise every time :D lmao

Safe Travels,

💀♒️

♡the beloveds♡

@karmawonders / @0rah-s / @randomnatics / @glxssynarvi / @nexylaza / @genshin-impacts-me / @wholesomey-artist

[geminibsworld]

teachers pet pt.4

warnings: smut, slow burn, jealousy, whatever yk idk i just write shit LOL

summary: daisy and tom continue to sneak around

🫧the other parts are on my masterlist def read those before this 🫧

🌿

daisy bit tom’s bottom lip teasingly, he hums in response, his rougher hands gliding on her back. her hands pulling on his expensive dress shirt not caring about wrinkles, tom and daisy kiss. he pants into the kiss, she lets go of his shirt, as her fingers go for his waist band, he pulls away as one of his hands catches her wrist. his forehead on hers, he places a small kiss on her lips, she pouts at him. he smiles before pulling away, and returning to sit at his desk. daisy crossed her legs turning and facing him. she watched him start up his laptop, and he slid on his glasses to start on the computer. he sighs rubbing his forehead, as his phone rings, he ignores it typing in his log in information. the call ends, as another starts. daisy peaks at his phone, she knows who it is. his wife.

“aren’t you going to answer that?” she asks, humming, twirling his waves. his hair had gotten so long that two hooks peaked out behind his hair, she loved it. she especially loved tugging on it. he sighs making a face looking at daisy. he thought she was so beautiful, so beautiful that nothing else ever mattered.

“not when i’m with you,” he says, smiling at her. he then grabs his phone, and puts it on do not disturb. daisy laughs, shaking her head. she then pulled her legs up on the desk, her knees touching her chest. tom typed away on the computer, before they heard a knock the door.

“tom, it’s your wife,” a woman’s voice spoke, daisy and tom looked at each other. daisy hopped down, quickly grabbing her bag about to leave. tom held a hand out to her and opened the door, daisy stood motionlessly by a bunch of filing cabinets unsure of what to do.

“Michelle,” he says, annoyed. michelle shoves past him, looking around the room before her eyes land on daisy. she makes a face before turning to tom.

“this her?” she asks, pointing a manicured finger at daisy. daisy makes a face, her brows furrowed and she looked confused as ever.

“what?” daisy asks, confusion all over her face, she stepped forward, “how does she know about me?”

“oh please, he talks about you all the time. i’m surprised a small girl like you can handle him though,” michelle laughs, daisys cheeks burn as she looks at tom.

“what’re you doing here?” he asks, politely but his face said otherwise, “i’m working right now. i don’t need any distractions,”

“oh is that why she’s here?” michelle laughs, her brown hair in perfect curls. almost everything about her was perfect, daisy couldn’t help but feel weird.

“yeah.. i’m gonna go- i’ll see you later,” daisy says, looking down to leave, tom groans following her to the door. daisy turns and looks at him making a face, her eyes quickly going to michelle. michelle smirks leaning on his desk, eyeing the two.

“aw well aren’t you sweet? comforting your baby?” she asks, dryly, eyeing tom. tom scoffs, rolling his eyes.

“can you leave?” he asks, trying to plead her. michelle eyes daisy and tom, daisys eyes warred and cheeks burned from embarrassment. she didn’t know why she was crying. tom rubbed daisy hand, trying to comfort her the only way he could at the moment. he wanted to pull her into a hug, but he couldn’t.

“you’re no fun, tommy,” michelle says, smirking at him playfully before glancing at daisy one last time. daisy eyed michelle, blinking away her tears. tom sighed, squeezing daisys hand gently before pulling his hand away from her.

“well, i guess ill go.. what’s for dinner tonight tommy?” michelle asks, staring at him with a certain look in her eyes. daisy scoffed rolling her eyes before pulling out her phone, she wanted to text ellie to rescue her.

“just go, i’ll call you when im on the way home,” tom says, quietly his hands on michelle’s shoulders, reaching around her pulling the wooden door open pushing michelle out. daisy didn’t say a word as tom shut the door, he cleared his throat.

“i’m sorry- about her,” he says, walking up to her. he stands in front of her looking down at her, his eyes filled with worry as he searches daisys face. their eyes meet, and he sighs. pulling her into a tight hug, his arms wrapped around her completely enclosing her body. her arms slowly wrapped around his waist as she has her head laying below his chest. she sniffles and inhales his scent, reminding her he’s hers. the scent of expensive cologne and lavender filled her senses.

“i’m sorry,” he mumbles, leaning down placing a kiss on the top of her head. rubbing her back softly, she sighs pulling away looking up at him, his hands lay on her waist. he stares at her, giving her a small smile.

“you’re so beautiful, you know that? so beautiful and sweet, like a daisy,”

🫧

daisy was in tom’s class today, she had felt weird ever since she met michelle. so weird, that she didn’t ever want to see or hear about michelle again. like she doesn’t exist.

“daisy, can you come up here please?” tom’s voice interrupts her thoughts, she glances at ellie before she stands up and walks up to him at his desk. he was on his lap top, wearing a loose sweater his collar bones showing and she noticed he was wearing a silver chain necklace.

“yes, Mr. blyth?” she asks, looking down at him. he smirks ever so slightly, before sliding a paper over. it says, ‘meet me after class’ she smiles at him grabbing the paper before returning to her seat next to ellie.

ellie glances at the paper, giving daisy a look. daisy giggles, crossing her legs bouncing her food against the seat in front of her.

“daisy,” a boys voice came from behind her, ellie and daisy turned around to look at him. it was jackson, a guy who has been obsessed with daisy for years. not in a creepy way, but in a ‘i want you so bad way’

“what,” daisy whispers, not wanting tom to look in her direction. jackson scoffs, ellie makes a face.

“what, dick?” ellie asks, attitude in her voice. daisy laughs, turning to look at him.

“chill el,” jackson laughs, before meeting eyes with daisy, “do you want to hang out later?”

“me? hang out with you?” daisy asks. quietly quickly glancing back at tom. ellie clears her throat, daisy snaps back. tom was staring right at them.

“uh- ill let you know later?” daisy says, turning around to face him quickly. he smirks, nodding at her. the bell rang, daisy and ellie began to pack up. as daisy stands up, she glances towards tom’s desk. he wasn’t there, she didn’t know where he was and she was nervous. she hoped he still wanted to meet.

ellie and daisy share a smile as ellie leaves daisys side, daisy walks to tom’s desk and peaks around. she walked towards the back where the auditorium was connected to the actual classroom, she saw tom. he looked annoyed, he was sweeping the stage.

“tom..” daisy says quietly, tom looks up at her and gives her a small smile. she smiles back walking closer to him. she stands in front of where he’s sweeping, with her hands clasped in front of her.

“you look beautiful as always my daisy,” he mumbles still sweeping, not looking at her. he sighs placing the broom against the wall, he wipes his hands on his jeans as daisy eyes his large, veiny hands.

“thank you, why did you want me to stay after?” daisy asks, cocking her head to the side. her hair falls behind her back. tom spins on his heel, his palms pressed against the wall. daisy makes a straight face, tom had a unreadable look on his face.

“what did he want?” tom asks, his brows furrowed at daisy. daisy lets out a dry laugh.

“really? this is what we’re doing?” she asks, shaking her head. tom shoves himself off the wall, walking towards her. daisy scoffs and rolls her eyes beginning to walk away.

“i asked you a question,” he says, grabbing daisy’s wrist. daisy snaps her head back, yanking her wrist away. her skin still burning where his hand was.

“fuck off,” she grumbles, walking away. tom follows behind her, she picks up the pace slightly. tom wraps his arms around daisy, engulfing her, she squeals as he picks her up.

“oh my god, are you fucking joking tom?” she groans loudly and dramatically. tom laughs, a true belly laugh. he shook his head, carrying daisy to his office slamming the door behind him.

he drops daisy on the ground, she scoffs at him. he turns and locks the door, before pulling daisy into him on the desk, she lets out a gasp. she stood between his thighs, his hands tight on her hips. she chewed her bottom lip anxiously, her doe eyes stared at him.

“now, i asked a question, remember? be a good girl for me and answer me,” he says, his voice low. his eyes searching all over her face, his finger tips digging into her bony hips. she makes a face, wincing.

“all he did was ask me to hang out, and i said i’d let him know, no big deal,” she shrugs, her eyes meeting tom’s eyes. the blue piercing into daisy’s green eyes. she felt her breath hitch as tom held his jaw tightly, his fingers digging into her harder.

“no big deal?” he says, his eyes trailing down her body. she nods quickly, agreeing with what he says.

“no big deal,” she confirms, tom lets go of her hips to grab her ass, she gasps as he pulls her completely into him. his face hard, as her jaw slacks at him.

“i’ll show you no big deal,” he mumbles, “bend over my lap for me,” his hands roughly squeezing the flesh under her skirt.

“w-what?” she asked, her anxiety rising. bend over his lap? what? he raises his brows at her, she gulps.

“be a good girl, and bend over my lap. now.” he says, his voice and low and husky. she couldn’t help but feel herself pool in her panties. her eyes widened at him.

“you heard me, get over here. please, i’m not gonna ask again,” he says, monotoned as ever. he pats his lap, she walks over to him slowly standing on the side. he places her hand on the small of her back, gently nudging her.

she slowly bends over his lap, she gulps feeling nervous. tom slowly pushes up her dress, his rougher hand feeling over her soft pale skin. gripping and squeezing the flesh, she could feel herself getting wetter by the second. she couldn’t help it, she found it embarrassing that she gets that wet. but it’s him. his hand smoothes over her soft flesh before his fingers dip between her cheeks sliding down slowly and teasingly. she anticipated him touching her. he tsk’d before he spoke.

“already so wet,” he mumbles, “so perfect,” he leans over to the side to look at her bent over his lap.

“i’ll do a few baby, promise. you’ll probably like it,” he says, she can hear the smile on his face. she chews her lip, biting the skin off her lip. he rubs the soft flesh some more, his finger dipping down and taking one finger teasing her clothed pussy. his finger teased her clit under the panties, she couldn’t help but let out a hiss. his finger softly rubbed between her folds. daisy lets out a small moan, her back arching into his touch.

“feel good baby?” he asks, almost mockingly. she nods bucking her hips gently. he chuckles at her.

he removes his hand, and she lets out a moan of disappointment. he laughs, before his hand meets her cheek. the pale flesh jiggled as a pink handprint appeared, a squeal escapes her lips. daisy felt her panties drench, his hand came down again. she moaned, loudly.

“yeah? be so fucking loud that little prick can hear you,” tom says, sarcastic and bitter. his hand flying down again, a red mark on her bottom. he couldn’t help but smirk at the site.

“one more baby, tell ‘em who’s mine,” he says, a smirk evident in his voice. daisy peels skin off her lips in anticipation and anxiety. his hand came down a lot slower, but still hard as he hit the same spot he’s been. the hand print red now. he liked how it looked on her. she was his.

daisy had tears in her eyes, she couldn’t help it. the pain stung but the pleasure made her feel good. tom coos as he rubs her red cheek.

“you did so good, now stand up for me,” her lip quivers as she sits up. he fixes her dress, his eyes racking in her body. then finally meeting her eyes, he stands up from his seat. he gives her a quick kiss on the forehead, before rubbing her cheeks with both of his hands.

“my good girl,” he smiles, kissing her again. her eyes red from the tears, and her cheeks stained. she smiles up at him, before he leans down pressing a lingering kiss to her lips.

“daisy- woah!” daisy and tom jump apart, a scream leaving their lips together. she holds her chest as she looks over and sees ellie. tom groans to himself.

“i would say get a room but that was my bad y’all,” ellie teases, smirking at them. tom can’t help but feel annoyed. daisys eyes glance at tom, before meeting ellie’s.

“that was cute by the way, the whole stroking her cheek and kissing her forehead,” ellie laughs, tom shakes his head walking away, leaving just ellie and daisy.

“are you serious el?” daisy complains, throwing her arms up. ellie laughs, not taking things serious at all.

“what? it was cute,” ellie shrugs, daisy groans.

“listen my bad- i didn’t even see you all till that. i won’t tell on him, fuck you’re my best friend.” ellie says, trying to help by offering a small smile.

“dude, he doesn’t care. he could fired for this. if you saw, who else would? his fucking wife knows already and we’ve met!” daisy throws her face in her hands as she leans against the wall. ellie pouts making a face before furrowing her brows, confused as ever.

“wait you met her?” ellie asks, suddenly. daisy makes a face rolling her eyes.

🕸️

daisy showed up tom’s apartment, wanting nothing more than to see him. it snowed today, the cloudy grey sky and ice on the trees matched daisys mood. she hadn’t seen tom in two weeks, he hasn’t even been at the college. he’s just been sending us work through our lap tops, she felt like she was going crazy.

she knocks on the door, feeling nervous her heart racing. tom opens the door, dressed in a black hoodie and sweatpants, he looks like he just woke up.

“morning,” he says, his voice gruff and cracked. she felt weak in the knees even after a simple word. her mouth opened to say something but nothing came out. he smirks, his hair a messly long. he stretches, while yawning his hoodie lifting up, his lower toned abdomen exposed. daisys eyes travel downwards, she felt her mouth go dry.

“daisy, it’s too cold for flowers. your cheeks and nose is so red,” he says, a soft smile on his cheeks. his hand reached out for hers, she reached her arm out her fingers grabbing his hand.

he pulls her into the warm apartment, pulling her into him. he kisses her, hard. she can’t help but let a noise in surprise, she then kisses them back. his hands tangled into her waves. her hands gripping his hoodie, they disconnect breathing heavy as they both pull off their hoodies. their lips reconnect again, his rough hand gripping her left breast his tongue softly gliding over her hard bud. their lips fighting against each other, she moans into his mouth. he takes that opportunity to slip his tongue into her mouth, their tongues wrestle. her hand reaches into his pants, grabbing his hard member. he groans into her mouth, his hand playing with her bud still. he pulls away and picks her up shoving her into the front door, he rips her leggings she lets out a loud gasp. he pulls down his pants, and spits in his hand before jerking off slowly before positioning him at her hole. he slowly enters her, her mouth falls into a ‘o’ shape. tom admires her as he slowly inserts himself inside of her. her pink lips falling open and her eyes squeeze shut.

“been thinkin about you the whole time. i’m surprised i didn’t see you sooner baby,” he moans, before pulling out and sliding all the way in again. she screams, tom moans as her tight gummy walls accept him.

“you feel so fuckin good,” he moans, his hips going at a steady pace. both of his hand cupping her fleshy ass, daisy moans a response. her nails digging into his biceps.

“fuck- tom i’ve missed you,” she cries out, her head hitting the wall with a thud. tom lets a out a laugh, and she begins to laugh to. his thrusts slow down, before he completely stops. daisy lets our a sad moan.

“don’t stop, please,” her hands stroking his toned arms. he nods with a small smirk before, continuing harder and faster. his hard dick inside of her, filling her up completely tapping her cervix.

“oh fuck,” she whimpers, he groans throwing his head back. his hips relentlessly pounding into hers. daisys eyes screw shut tightly as she begins to feel close.

“my pretty, sweet daisy. such a good girl, taking my cock so so well,” he coos to her, she whimpers as she begins to clench around him. he groans speeding up, before they both cry out loudly.

“oh fuck- daddy- fuck,” she moans out, a loud pornographic moan as tom moans, her name leaving his lips many times.

“my good girl, how i’ve missed you,” he says, collapsing onto her. his forehead against hers, she breathes heavily as she gives him a sweet kiss.

“i’ve missed you, so much.”’

[gars-jasons-gf]

Gar Logan Headcannons in a Relationship with reader

titans!gar logan bc he's my comfort character and i love him

(also im in love with this gif rn so yeah)(also, again this is my first post so plsssss like support and stuff)(also, again, for the last time gif isn't mine)

Alright, before i even start let me just say that dating gar is like having a best friend. That is bc he is your best friend. Before you two even started dating he made sure to be your best friend so he could know everything about you. Your birthday, favorite food, favorite color, your background, he'll learn everything about you.

He is like the biggest softie ever. Like for a boy who can turn into a killing, murdering, scary ass tiger(even tho he avoids killing and that stuff) he is the softest and most caring and thoughtful out of everyone. Like we all know this. But he is has a massive soft spot for you like he is nice and stuff to his team mates but to you, he could be mid argument with someone and as soon as you walk into the room he'll look over at you and his whole expression will soften.

He just loves being around you and he'll find any excuse to be near or with you. Training, he'll def train with you. Missions, he personally asks Dick in private if you two can be on missions together. Cleaning, his excuse was "oh they'll definitely need help with folding the clothes." "they're literally folding her clothes only." "and it'll get the job done faster." There was def a time where he said he needed to go with you to take the bins out, because someone might jump you on your way to the bins.

Basically the point is he loves being around you.

So who did tell the other about their feelings first? Him. It came out by accident. During an argument. After a mission. In the rain. You both were arguing about you being hurt and not being able to go on the next mission after you had previously brought up the fact 'you could go on a mission right now.' He was quite concerned for you saying you were not ready. Clearing taking it a bit further then it needed to go. So when he said "it's because i care about you and you can't go on another mission this week." and you retaliated saying "it's not your choice." Then he finished it by saying "I love you, alright and you can't get hurt again this week, you almost died tonight." Leading you to smash your lips onto him.

After that kiss let's just say he was very happy and couldn't stop smiling. Even days after the kiss, he couldn't make eye contact without smiling or blushing. Leading some weird questions asked by the team. Eventually Gar told Connor who told Kory who told Dick who told Donna who told Dawn and Hank and somehow Jason found out. Then about a week after the kiss Gar popped the big question to you asking if you wanted to be his partner to which you said "yes." Bc y wouldn't you?

But, it takes like 3 weeks for one of you both to say the word. Like THE word. The Love word. It was him again. This time he was zoned out and staring at you when he said out loud "god y/n, i love you so much." to which you lifted your head up and looked at him with the biggest smile ever. He was panicking until you said it back. But you both can guarantee that Kory was in the room at the time and got it on video or Kory and Dick are watching you both through the security camera and then leaked it on the [yours and gar's ship name] group chat that they have for some reason.

Now dates. It's mostly take out food like pizza or thai. You'll both play video games most of the time and cuddle but that's something you both enjoy. That's something that brings you both joy eating, cuddling, playing video games it's all that you need.

Pt 2?????????

[hayatoseyepatch]

Happy Halloween Sam lovely! I'm in the midst of answering your ask but I'm throwing selfship questions your way too!!

What roles would you and your f/os have in a horror movie? Damsel in distress, last one standing, dies offscreen, is actually the murderer, etc?

Also are you the vampire in the relationship or are they? (or are you both hot vampires :0) How does it work feeding-wise? little nibbles or full on frenzy?

RAHHH HI MARI MY LOVE!!

OO THESE ARE SO FUN AND IM GLAD I STILL HAVE A FEW MINS LEFT OF HALLOWEEN TO ANSWER THEM!!

So Suo is definitely the last one standing if he isnt the damn killer himself lets be so honest here. He is the one to come up with the plan to outsmart the killer and actually gets away with it. Now Satoru? If we're talking no cursed technique or anything is the first to die. I'm so sorry he's the dumbass that goes toward the noise or is final girl's horny boyfriend. I love him but rip. If Suo is the last one standing Hoshina one hundered percent is the killer's accomplice. He's the one in the group who everyone thinks is their friend and turns out to have been with the killer all along.

Vampires you say? OOOO I LOVE. Hoshina with those sharp teeth?? Definitely the vampire and he can absolutely bite me whenever and where ever he wants. Bachira is absolutely the human to my vampire, but he is 100 percent convincing me to turn him so we can spend together forever and I have not a single complaint. Bachira I feel also loves being bit, he loves walking around with physical proof of our relationship. And me and Suo are def a vampire couple. We drink our blood out of wine glasses while we watch 90 day fiance.

These were so much fun!! Thank you Mari and I hope you had a great Halloween!!

[areislol]

UH so i had a great idea. the streamer!AU x online reader with xiao… reader and xiao have been dating for a couple months but haven’t told their fans yet. they are at a sports event like football or something, and they get on the kiss cam. they kiss, and that’s how everyone finds out they’re dating ヾ(｡>﹏<｡)ﾉﾞ✧*。

streamer! xiao x reader

ft— xiao warnings— crazy fans(harassment, invasion of privacy, etc), kissing(duh) a/n— this idea has my whole heart, im really hoping that i can make parts of this! you guys can request me it doesn't really matter because i feel i should def make a part 2 + more of this :) i have no idea how a football starts so please dont judge, never been to any sports game too. please enjoy!

recommend listening to: bang bang - k'naan ft. adam levine(sped up)

streamer! xiao x reader

now you and xiao have been dating for a few months, and you both agreed to not tell anybody about your relationship as you both knew about how crazy xiao's fans were.

there are/were situations where fans would come over to their "idols" home to do stalk them or break in, harassment basically.

you and xiao did not want that to happen at all.

neither of you guys wanted to be hurt or have the other be in danger so it was best to not tell anyone about your relationship

it was quite hard to conceal your relationship, xiao really wanted to take you outside, to show and tell the word that your his but he couldn't, and you know why.

also since xiao always streamed on a daily basis with you, that meant you two had to refrain yourselves from flirting, teasing (to an extent) and hints. oh and pda.

this went on for about a few months, but that all changed, for the better and worse.

one day, you were eating lunch at your house along with xiao, he was sitting next to you munching on his meal

you were scrolling on tiktok, just watching whatever was on your fyp when you stumbled upon a tiktoker talking about how in a few weeks a football game would be playing in a ground/stadium that was just a few hours away from your home

you stopped scrolling, you checked the comments, everyone seemed hyped and excited for this event.

for a few minutes you contemplated whether or not you and xiao could go, as these past few days you two haven't gone anywhere, well you couldn't really anyways.

but still!! it's good to go out once in a while...

while thinking, you forgot that a special someone was also in the same room with you, and with the same person talking over and over again from the tiktok video, xiao turned his head to look at you, quirking his eyebrow.

you were staring at your phone, watching the video and scrolling on your phone (checking the comments), your head resting on your palm

"y/n? you good?" xiao asks, no reply. "y/nnnnnnnnnn?" he asks again, this time waving his hands to catch your attention

and it works, you snap out of whatever your doing and look over, only to see xiao staring at you, looking at you with confusion and he looked, concerned.

your mouth opens but nothing comes out, your throat felt dry. why. but anyways, after a few seconds you could finally talk.

"yea, im fine." you state before looking down at your phone, the tiktok was still playing. "i was just uh, thinking, do you want to go to the football event? it's only maybe a few hours away from here.. plus! fresh air.."

xiao doesn't say anything, his face droops. he only gives you a devastated look on his face. you pout, wanting a response. "yes or no?" you question

xiao gets up from his seat and walks over towards you while sighing, you're watching him, wondering why he's going over to you

his hands are behind his back, once he's right in front of you he sighs, again. you raise your eyebrows and with that he reveals to you what he was hiding, two tickets.

two tickets to... a football game? your eyes widen in surprise but that doesn't last very long when he speaks, "i was going to ask you today.... but you asked already so, here." he murmurs before handing you the ticket, you take it from him, looking at the ticket you smiled.

you two were finally going to spend some time together!! in.... a very crowded space, it's going to be noisy and smelly, and that's for sure.

but you and xiao are finally going to go out so i guess no complaining.

also when did he buy that ticket.

fast forward to the day of the football game, you have your phone out, checking the time there and then to make sure you two weren't going to be late

xiao packed the tickets into a small shoulder bag along with some water and sunscreen. what? it was going to be a hot and sunny day.

after packing everything, xiao went up into your shared room to start changing into his clothes for the day, upon opening the door he sees you in your clothes already, you were wearing a short sleeved t-shirt with shorts.

you held a zip up jacket just incase the weather forecast was wrong.

getting up from the bed, you went over to xiao and gave him a kiss on his cheek before getting out of the room

xiao was smiling like a mad man when you kissed him, oh the things you make xiao feel.

closing the door behind him, he quickly changed into your picked clothing. once seeing the clothes he was going to wear made him... want to cry.

it was a t-shirt with the photo of you and him kissing with the sentence "CHOOSE ME FOR THE KISS CAM" under it.

he felt his cheeks burn, slapping his face he sighed, he didn't want to let you down so...

other than that he wore cargo pants and of course, a jacket just incase the weather turned hot.

exiting the room, he walked down the hallway and standing at the end of the hallway was you, you had your phone out, it was as if you were waiting for him to come out in that position from the very start to end.

xiao's eye widened when he saw the phone and ran into the room next to him but it was already too late. by the time he saw the camera and ran you already took a picture of him.

two.

one of him standing still, moments before he ran, the picture of him running was the second picture.

after the pictures were taken you clicked onto the little picture at the bottom, you chuckled when you saw how the second photo turned out. it looked like it was taking just as a ghost started to run.

when xiao heard your giggles and fits of laughter he stepped out of the room, being cautious. don't want you to be taking pictures of him again.

but you didnt, not this time anyways.

he skipped over to you, leaning over to see how the pictures turned out, the first one? oh yea, he looked like a model. no matter how silly the clothes may look, but the second? god damn😭

xiao laughs a bit before stopping. he squints at your phone, your eyes follow his and you see that he's looking at the time.

the football game started at 1:30 pm, it's 11 am now. you and xiao turn to look at each other, your eyes both scream "WE'RE GOING TO BE LATE."

both you and xiao run out the door, not before grabbing your bag of course.

where the football game took place at was about 2 hours away from your place.

you and xiao were going to be SUPER late if you went any later then 11 am, you and xiao wanted to be on point.

rushing out the door, xiao went over to his car and clicked the key, he opened his door but after opening it, he stops and runs over to your side, your about to open it when your lightly pushed away by him

"ladies first" he states, opening the door he stood on the side so you could have space to go in, you roll your eyes playfully and get in, xiao closes the door and runs over to his side.

getting into the car and driving was maybe the most stressful thing that ever happened to you, ever.

there was not a lot of cars but your car wasn't the first in line, maybe the first 3 or more.

you really didn't want to miss this football game, it was going to be the first outing for this week with xiao, you didn't want to miss it, at all.

xiao sensed how you felt uneasy, and to ease the uneasiness he puts on some music, xiao connects his car with his phone's bluetooth

while the red light's on, he passed you his phone, "you can pick the songs :)" he mentions before getting back to driving when the green lights turn on.

you smile and nod and put on your favourite song, at this point you didnt care if the volume was loud or not, you wanted any of your negative thoughts gone.

after the drive, xiao parks the car and you two hop out of the car, there was other people walking towards the stadium where the football game was going to be played at.

xiao held your hand as you two walked over to where the door was that lead into the stadium

you two had to line up as well. and the line was LONG. you and xiao had to literally RUN to get to line before anyone else did, because if they did that’s just even more people to wait before it’s your turn.

and once you two started to run, so did the others. but luckily xiao is fast so you and xiao get to line before others did.

where you stood wasn’t so far to where to security guards were, after waiting for around 20 minutes it was finally your turn and you opened your bag, grabbed the tickets and handed it to the security guard who looked at your ticket, flipping it front and back before giving it back to you and nodding

you and xiao said your thanks and walked into the ground and was it large. bigger than you thought.

(lmao that’s what she said)

there were already hundreds of people sitting down at their designated seats, xiao grabbed the ticket from your hold and stared at it, he squinted his eyes while walking forward and pointed at the seats a few feet away from where you two were

“how can you see that far?” “shhh my sweet lamb, do not speak” he says, shushing you with a finger on your lip.

it was a little thing only you and him could understand, others wouldn’t but you two sure did.

you giggled before tightening your grip on xiao’s hand, he walks over to where your seats are and you two sit down.

it was 1:26.

more people started to pour into the stadium and sooner or later all the seats were filled.

1:31 now, suddenly the speakers turn on, a man speaks, saying that the game will start in a few minutes and that there are food and drinks coming around

fast forward to the game, everyone’s screaming, yelling, some are even crying.

some screaming from happiness or rage, some crying from sadness or happiness.

and honestly, you two started to scream and shout as well.

you two don’t even know any of the teams, except for their names as it was on the big tv.

you just asked someone next to you who was winning as said it was the red team and you told xiao, and now you two are screaming for the red team.

xiao was obviously getting annoyed when the red players kicked the ball but missed the goal. totally understandable but to him, it was outrageous, how could you just let down your fans!?!?

after hours of yelling your throat started to feel dry, but xiao was still fine, and still screaming.

then the players got their break and then the tv changed screens, it was a red screen with the word “kiss cam” on it, you and xiao knew this well.

it is, as it says, a kiss cam. the camera randomly picks two people, strangers or not and if they’re in the heart or just in the middle of the screen they have to kiss.

you smirked at xiao and pointed at his shirt, he looks down. he almost forgot. he looks back up and rolls his eyes

you crossed your fingers. please work!

a few people got selected, and once they kissed the whole crowd laughed or awed.

then, to xiao’s horror and to your excitement you two got on the screen!! you and xiao were in the heart, the people around you two shook you and xiao, some were cheering and there, somehow, was some people saying “wait...” as if they knew.... us.

you smiled at the camera before looking at xiao, xiao was in shock at first, but seeing how smug you were getting he loved hated it.

he smirked at you and pulled you in for a very, very deep kiss.

you could hear the claps of everybody, everybody around you and far away from you. you and xiao smiled in your kiss and that made many people awe.

after letting go a few people that were like 5-9 seats away from you called out xiao’s name. xiao and you froze.

xiao slinked back with you following his move, “shit.” was all you could hear from xiao before he grabbed your hand.

“we have to go now, i know today was meant to be a good day but we don’t know if those fans are nice, leave now?” he asks, holding onto your hand, waiting for your answer

you didn’t want to leave, really. but for the sake of your and his safety you complied and you both stood up and walked out of the stadium.

you could hear the voices of both girls and boys screaming xiao’s name, and your name occasionally.

when other people heard your and xiao’s name they all stood up to look if xiao and you was really there, and you two were!! instead, running to the entrance(exit??)

the fans pulled out their phones and started to take pictures of you two, without your permission.

some started to even get out of their seats and run towards you, that makes xiao run even more faster, you were stumbling there and then from how fast xiao was running

you could still hear the people screaming out your names.

it scared you honestly. once you two reached the entrance, the security asked why you two were leaving, you and xiao told them your situation and the security actually felt bad. they let you two go and stopped the fans reach you and xiao.

your heart was racing, so was xiao’s. everybody now knows that you two are dating, what will happen to you and xiao now?

you two now needed to give out a official “we’re dating!!” message to everybody now.

what about the fans? are they going to break into our house? stalk us? dox us? send us threats? try to sabotage our relationship?

all those thoughts scared you and xiao.

you both reached your car and drove off.

adrenaline was still in your body, you were breathing heavily, sweat beads sliding down your forehead from all the running and the stuffiness in the podium.

reaching your home, you immediately went to the couch and flopped down, too tired to deal with everything. xiao followed you and patted your head.

he sits right beside you and kisses your temple, “i’ll handle it” he whispers before getting up and walking up the stairs, presumably going to his streaming room to do whatever he was going to do.

while you slept, xiao was furiously typing away on his laptop

xiao stated, on every platform he has (twitter, discord, instagram, youtube, tiktok, etc), to not harass you or him and to not take pictures without permission and if they do, there would be consequences.

he even makes a full on youtube video about it. how it can really affect the lives of the people who are being stalked. how it must be scary to be doxxed, to not be safe.

how he is disappointed to call his fan, “fans”. how they are nothing like fans if they do those, and to the real, nice and respecting fans, thank you.

xiao is absolutely devastated. how this date was meant to be cute and all, but ended up with you feeling terrified of your and xiao’s safety.

in the end, xiao makes sure to make up for this terrible outing, maybe going to a more, secluded places. a picnic maybe? cinema? crocheting class?

well, xiao will make sure that this will never happen again, plus, if anyone ever did try to do anything to harm you or him he knows that karma and consequences will be coming their way.

note: if you would like to be added to the genshin taglist pls just ask me!! dont be shy <3

taglist: @tomansimp @one-offmind @miitchiji @dainsleif-when-playable @momoewn @stygianoir @irethepotato   @v4an @imetsk(couldn’t find ur main acc xiaxiao) @fiannee @sunnyf4lls

there were others but i couldn’t find your account : @kuaenyx @mobiuskiss, dm me if this was one of your accs!!

liking + following + reblogs are very much appreciated!!

another note: this seems so short lmao, also i wrote this in like 2-3 hours. first time in like weeks that i wrote in one day without taking long breaks and procrastinating, so proud of myself, also pls send in transformers requests im in neeeeddd, i’ll put out information about it soon!!

REQUESTS ARE OPEN!!

[vance-e]

Hey! Can I request a Robin Arellano x little brother reader (platonic ofc) where Robin is teaching the reader how to fight? Also can this be an au where the grabber doesn’t kidnap Robin or Finney, só instead it’s just someone else? (If you’re confused abt what age the reader should be just make it around Gwen’s age like 10-11) And PLEASE don’t rush, take your time. If you don’t feel like writing this request then it’s fine! Thank you!

OMG i love this, im def gonna do this. I literally wrote the whole thing down and it didn't save!! so i'm doing it again!. and sorry guys i haven't been active in 2 months but i've been really busy with school, home and other stuff so i really hope you guys like this!

pairings: robin arellano x little brother (platonic)

characters: finney blake, robin arellano, (name) arellano, OC: lucas williams, brad pitcher, thomas clarke

warnings: robin teaching (name) how to fight, (name) getting bullied but absolutely destroying them, kidnappings, reader is 10 and robin is 13, finney is 13, fluff, angst?, little bit of swearing

not owned by me >>> happy-xy

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(name) loved his older brother very much, but what (name) was hiding from his brother was that he was getting bullied. He didn't want his brother getting expelled so he kept it to himself thinking it would go away.

But i didn't it just kept going and going that (name) was showing up at home all bloodied and bruised up. Robin asked him so many times but (name) didn't say anything. So robin had a plan, teach (name) how to fight his bullies off.

"take a fast step forward, step back and swing" robin said to hit little brother, showing him with an old telephone head. (name) tried it but almost hit himself in the eye with the cord. "watch out (name) don't want your eyes falling out" robin said laughing at his little brother.

kidnappings had been going around so that's another reason why robin is teaching (name) how to fight. last week vance hopper was kidnapped and a lot of people weren't doing anything so that's why robin wanted his little brother safe when he isn't around him.

Robin piled up clothes on the grass making it look like a punching bag. "i want you to punch this for a good 10 minutes while i got and get something and then i will teach you how to kick" robin said to his brother, asking finney to watch him for protection. " your a good brother" finney said to robin, while he was leaving. "thanks finn" robin smiled at finney, going inside to get drinks and snacks for all of them.

After robin taught (name) how to kick, he was already looking like a professional at fighting. "good job (name) robin said, high fiving his little brother while they go to sleep for school tomorrow.

The next day (name) heard his name being called out and found out it was his bullies. Lucas williams, brad pitcher and thomas clarke. They were the school's bullies but (name) felt like the only one that was getting bullied from them. "what do you want" (name) said turning around to face them "where's your lunch money, huh?" thomas said walking up to little arellano. " i don't have it today" (name) said stuttering because lucas, brad and thomas are really tall. "cmon boys" thomas said, running after (name)

(name) was running away until he was met with a wall. "we have you cornered now wimp" brad said, clicking his knuckles "oh fuck off!" (name) yelled at them. Thomas was about to punch (name) until he dodged it and punched thomas in the gut "ouchh" thomas said groaning at the impact. (name) started to kick their asses while a crowd was forming. Everybody was amazed that the school bullies were looking like scared puppies. "run away little pups" (name) said after getting off of lucas. They all scrambled to their feet pushing each other out of the way to get away.

(NAME) (NAME) (NAME) everybody was chanting.

now everybody knew not to fuck with the arellano brothers

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hope you had a great night/day/ afternoon and ill see you tomorrow xx hope you liked this fic anon and sorry it was really long!

Vance-e

[somebodystoleme]

the music you gave me "sirius x reader"

pairings: sirius black x reader

words: 1,128

trope(s): so in 1978 they had phones, friends to lovers, kind of cheesy, mutual pinning, confession in the rain, sirius is just sirius

requested: yes // no, by @in-my-feels-probably

hi love, i saw you were asking for requests, could i get one for sirius black?

i’m ok with whatever you feel like writing and you totally don’t have to use any of these ideas, but i do have one. could you do something where sirius is having an off day and he seems kinda quiet, so when him and the reader have some free time, they take him to listen to music, either artists he likes or artists the reader wants to show him? just something fluffy and sweet.

i also had an idea that you could either add onto this, or do instead if you wanted, where the music is modern. like sirius listening to phoebe bridgers or something, i feel like that’s a modern artist he’d be into.

you can totally ignore this request if you want to, or adapt it however you want, im happy with anything you come up with for him. thank you, take all the time you need, and have a nice day :)

a/n: thank you so much for the request!! i love moon song by phoebe bridgers so i decided to use that. uhhh the music is not really that big of a deal in it! i def tried to, im new a writer so sorry if i messed that up lmfao. but i really hope you enjoy this!

the music you gave me

you know when you can just notice someone is having a rough day? when you seem to notice their omnipresent smile starts to dissolve. i started noticing something was up with my close friend, sirius, when he showed up late for DADA, his favorite class and our last class of the day, much to say i was a little confused. his hair was ruffled and the darker-than-usual eyebags were showing. once the professor released us, i picked up my bag with my old notebook in my arms.

"sirius! wait up." i called out for him

his dark eyes found mine immediately, a small smile graced his face. "oh hey, y/n." once i caught up he nudged my side. "are you okay? i mean you showed up late to DADA!" i let out.

sirius and i have always been friends ever since the start. the start of everything you could say. we went school shopping together, (every year, i might add) courtesy of our parents, and we snuck into the muggle world once in a while, just to see.

i think the first time i fell in love with sirius over the years was a couple years ago.

it was a dark night in the country, whereas, no one was around. young ladies and men lined up across each other in the golden ballroom. now, where was i, you might ask. sitting in the corner with my garments wrapped all over me, very very uncomfortable. every time i heard the door behind me open i would sneak a peek just to see if maybe black didn't just stand me up. i nervously played with my fingers and i heard the door open. i dared not to look back so in case it was an old man i wouldn't make grim eye contact.

i felt a tap on my shoulder, praying it wasn't malfoy, i turned around to be meeting with sirius. "sirius. oh god finally. my parents keep on looking at me like they're going to kill me!" he starts laughing, "sorry y/n fought with my parents before this. but don't worry we can dance now."

my gosh did we dance. all night actually. it felt like a love story. your arm slung around my waist with my hand perched on top of your shoulder. you whispered in my ear that night with two words that i might never forget till this day, "you're stunning." and that was when i felt love for the first time.

but in the present, i sit across you on the benches near the lake, talking. you tell me about your parents and how sick they make you. and sometimes you add in some sympathy for regulus. i nod my head and listen, because i feel like that's the best way to comfort a sad sirius.

his eyes are most focused at the lake but at the end of a sorrowful rant it looks to me with a smile, "that was nice, wasn't it?" i nod my head in agreement to pull out my phone plus my stringy headphones. "you know what i want to do right now?" i say

"what?"

"listen to phoebe bridgers"

sirius lets out that laugh that i feel so accustomed to, "yeah yeah i agree." he moves over to my side of the bench and i hand him one of my earbuds.

"god y/n have i ever told you how much i love phoebe bridgers."

"yes sirius. at least a thousand times. but if you'd like to go on and tell me more."

"just her music really speaks to me-" sirius rants for at least 45 more minutes till suddenly he sets his head on my shoulder. "y/n usually i would run up to my dorm to take a nap but can i?" and by can i, i think he means to sleep on my shoulder.

"yes, yes you can sirius." he snuggles up to my side and i can feel my face go red all red. i soon afterwards lay my head down on the old wood bench side and fall asleep.

my head is banging as i am being shaken. "what the hell-" sometimes when you nap you just down horrendous afterwards with drool and no idea where the heck you are. that's me right now. i lift my head to see sirius. he's all wet and holding an umbrella over me.

"y/n! finally! it's raining. if you couldn't tell."

i scowl, "where's my phone?"

"oh- um. yeah um. i put it in my waistband to keep it safe then ran it up to your dorm"

"what."

"yeah."

"ok. uh. well let's go inside i guess."

"y/n."

"sirius why aren't you moving."

"i like you. why don't you just like me?"

"excuse me-"

"i just put your phone down into my underwear and not even a tint of red is on your face! why don't you like me?"

"sirius i'm really confused."

"ever since we were children i thought you and i would end up together but it seems that you're in love with every guy you met or some bullshit like that."

"sirius oh my god. that's you!"

"excuse me!"

"you heard me." i roll my eyes

"so, you don't like me" he head drops down and with the rain drops falling down he looks even more melancholy

"you idiot! i'm a hopeless fool when i'm around you! of course-"

"so you do like me?" he looks like a puppy right in front of me. so keen to hear what i have to say

"YES. YES OKAY YES!"

"my god, y/n, now let me have my sappy romantic confession, will ya? all my family drama and all the girls you stuck with me through thick and thin. i don't know when i fell for you but it happened and i couldn't shake you out of my head. now this looks so cliche that i'm telling you this but i just i don't know what to do."

"sirius. i promise-" i stand up right in front of him, "i'll choose you whenever. i swear i will. now i really love your sappy confession but im freezing over here."

"oh! yes yes let's hurry" and he mutters that he squats down.

"what are you doing sirius?" i start cracking up and this grown boy doing this!

"hop on my back, love" without zero complaining or punching him with that use of that nickname i get on his back. with that he carries me into the castle and i can't help to feel giddy about what's going to come next.

but.

if i could give you the moon,

i would give you the moon

[murdertoothpick]

Hi I just wanted to say I really enjoy your writing especially Kissing In The Rain, I was also wondering if I could request a Wrecker and Fem reader with a lot of angst?

fool

Pairing: Wrecker x fem!Reader

Warnings: ep 1 spoilers, canon typical violence id say, mentions of blood, character death, kaminoan bastards and tarkin

Word count: 1992

A/N: im sorry this was so hard bc idk how to write about wrecker and with ANSGT??? after we spent the past few weeks stressed out of our minds about wrecker's chip?? AND THAT WASNT ENOUGH FOR YALL? anyways i hope this is okay to read and there are def parallels to mcu films haha <3

You hated the smell of anaesthesia, especially when paired with the whiteness and sterility of Kamino, lifeless and devoid of colour. The pounding in your head was no help either.

You were itching to leave the planet, having immediately requested your next task upon waking up in the infirmary. While Nala Se had insisted you stay for observation, Grand Admiral Tarkin was quick to give you your next assignment, a simple objective, to find and eliminate Clone Force 99.

He took the time to explain their skills to you, informing you of their last known locations, possible destinations, and contacts. You took in these details very carefully, knowing that the Admiral himself wouldn't be here if the task wasn't of utmost importance to the Empire.

You had to admit though, Clone Force 99's hundred percent success rate was impressive, but you felt uneasy about the whole ordeal, why hadn't you heard of them before?

He handed you the force's case files, leaving you to prepare. You mulled over the papers quietly, memorising their faces and corresponding skills. They didn't look anything like the clones, and yet, they looked so familiar: the face tattoos, the goggles, the scars.

'You think I can take them all?' you had asked the Admiral, the question was a challenge, confidence on your tongue to hide the uncertainty bubbling inside you. You were well trained, efficient, and agile, but to eliminate five enhanced troopers would be a challenge; you were worried about the Sergeant, and his biggest man most of all.

His response was unwavering, practiced, 'Something tells me that it's them that should be worried.'

You nod, though he's already turned away from you. He says your name, once, but his next words are what sends a chill down your spine, 'The empire does not tolerate failure.'

-

You see the flickering of the flashlight as it comes to light. The planet is dark, wet, a complete jungle, and to avoid giving yourself away with the squelching of your boots you've had to climb the trees.

Unfortunately, it's difficult to see, and you find yourself pathetically, aimlessly reaching out for adjacent branches.

'Who's over there? Show yourselves.' You hear from below you, the light allowing you to pinpoint their proximity.

Good. They don't know where you are. You have the tactical advantage, the element of surprise.

'Very well,' you sigh, audibly, and the clone aims his flashlight in your direction, only to be greeted with the sight of you launching yourself onto him.

You force him onto the ground, helmet pushed into the mud below you. CT-1409, you identify, recalling the scomp link in place of an arm from his file.

Your boot presses into his back. 'Where are the others?' you interrogate, 'Where is Clone Force 99?'

'[Name]?'

His response takes you aback, confusion filling your head. How does he know who you are? Why does he sound...shocked?

When he feels your foot slightly relieve the pressure on him, he flips himself over, pushing you off of him and stumbling to the ground.

'Guys, get here now. It's her,' he hisses into his communicator, already moving onto his feet. You hear crackling from the other side, 'Yes, HER,' he repeats. His attention is trained on you, approaching you warily, arms in front of him.

'Hey, it's me, Echo,' he attempts to coax you, though his words do nothing to ease your bewilderment.

You kick yourself up, your stance only yelling hostility. 'Is that supposed to mean something to me?' you retort, lunging at him.

He dodges, but before he can retaliate the communicator lights up again. 'Bring her to us,' a gruff voice orders him.

You move to kick him, thinking that he's momentarily off guard, but he blocks your foot with his non-cybernetic arm.

'You heard the man.' And then he's sprinting away from you, weaving between thick trees and ducking below heavy vines.

You're quick to follow after him. He's only making this easier for you, you won't have to track the others down.

But when he stops at the end of the clearing, you realise your mistake. You're in the centre, and the red dot on your chest confirms your error. CT-9904.

You look at "Echo", eyes narrowing to slits at him.

'Didn't expect you to fall for that,' he taunts, though there's a tinge of sadness to his voice, one that suggests a slither of disappointment.

'You know nothing about me,' you seethe, spitting venom at him.

You hear three sets of steps around you, and your head whips around to see the other troopers emerge from the forest. They are completely surrounding you.

You resume a fighting stance, mapping out your plan in your head.

The one with goggles will be easy to disarm. It would only take a few seconds. You would have a blaster then.

The trooper to your right speaks up first. The Sergeant, you recall. 'Do you remember us?' he inquires, moving closer whilst still maintaining distance.

Take out "Echo" next, I can shoot him before the other two get to me. Less running. Save my energy.

You begin listing them in response to the question, CT-1409, CT-9904,... but he stops you.

Maybe I should run.

'No, do you remember us?'

You glare at him, hiding your confusion behind a veil of indifference. 'What does it matter?'

I'd need to subdue one of the other two next, the other I'll have to fight.

The Sergeant turns his head to his brother, mouthing a sad, 'I'm sorry.'

He's an expert combatant, he won't be easy, but fighting him will make it harder for the Sniper to get a clear shot.

You turn your head to look at the man behind you. The brute. Much taller than his Sergeant, much taller than you. He's already looking at you. His shoulders are slumped, dejected, a contrast to his report that outlined he was 'overly energetic' and had an 'affinity for destruction.'

But when you see the red dot of the sniper's rifle a few metres in front of your feet, and hence, not on you, you spring into action.

You run at the one you now call Goggles, wrapping your arms around his shoulders and swinging your body around him. He's down in seconds, just as you had planned. You pull the blaster out of his hand, spinning on your knee to shoot "Echo". He doubles over.

Kriff. It was set to stun.

You have barely enough time to register your setback when you see the Sergeant running at you from the corner of your eye. Still on the ground, you swing your leg under his feet, he manages to catch himself despite stumbling a bit.

You switch the blaster's settings, lifting your arm to aim it at him, but he swats it out of your hand. It clatters to the ground.

'We don't want to hurt you,' he huffs, trying to reason with you.

You kick yourself up again. 'I can't say the same.'

You and the Sergeant engage in hand to hand combat. The feeling is familiar, as if you'd done this many times before. He doesn't disappoint, limbs expertly blocking your advances, and him landing a few good hits on you. But he's pulling his punches, holding back. That is where you find his weakness.

You let him punch you, and then you're stumbling backwards, spluttering out spit. You fake a groan, and he stops, moving closer to you. You take that opportunity to flip forward, your legs hitting him and sending him to the ground.

But then the wind is knocked out of you, a force hurtles you over, toppling over you.

You groan at the impact, for real this time. The man is immovable, his legs straddling your waist, but careful not to crush you. You writhe in his grip, where your hands are pinned next to your head.

'Cyare.'

The pet name makes your blood boil.

'I'm not your cyare,' you spit at him, harsh and unloving. He studies your face, seeing no betrayal of emotions.

'There was a time when you were.'

You don't think about his words. It would just make this harder. 'Look, CT-'

'Wrecker'

You squint at him. Okay, you sigh. 'Look, Wrecker, you don't know me, and I don't know you. I'm only going to say this once, get off of me.'

He heeds your request, but he lets go of your arms to hold your face. Recognition flickers in your eyes.

'Please,' it's desperate, so utterly vulnerable, tears threatening to spill. It catches you off guard, his softness despite having you pinned uncomfortably under him. And yet, you feel so small.

It takes every ounce of your strength to push him off you, his state of emotional vulnerability leaving him too hopeless to stop you.

The sniper's view of you is blocked by large rocks as you roll onto "Wrecker", you don't have to worry about him for now, but your adrenaline is too high to notice.

Your fist lands on his face, again and again. He doesn't stop you.

'It's okay,' he manages through pained groans, eyes doing their best to keep looking at you, 'you could never hurt me.'

You're so confused, and it makes you angry. Your headache only gets worse.

'WHY,' you yell at him, breathing furiously through your nostrils. You don't entirely know what you're asking, why they don't want to hurt you? Why they knew who you were? Why they're so intent on "helping" you? You don't have any answers.

'Because...' he coughs, spluttering, 'You're my love, you-'

You cut him off with another hit to his face. 'You're my mission.'

Your punches continue, emotions keeping you stuck to the man. It's overwhelming. A blaster would be quicker, more efficient. So why the hell aren't you reaching for it?

But as blood begins to spew from his nostrils, and his face reddens as a sign of future bruising, your punches get weaker, faltering.

Your head hurts with a high pitched ringing sound.

And then you remember.

It comes to you in flashes...being injured on Kaller and sent to Kamino. The relentless procedures. The memory wipe. The brainwashing.

You remember everything before that too, the Bad Batch, your camaraderie, your love. Their names: Hunter, Echo, Tech, Crosshair and...Wrecker.

Your fists stop their assault on his face, clenching near your temples.

'Please stop, please stop, please stop...' you whisper to yourself, words becoming high whimpers. Your eyes are screwed shut, a desperate attempt to restrain the tears now falling from your face, a plea to make the pain stop. 'I-I-I don't want- I don't want to hurt them. I can't. Please, don't make me hurt him...' you beg, though it's addressed to no one. Maybe, the Maker.

Wrecker's hands go to cup your face now. You're so tiny, vulnerable, and his heart breaks for what feels like the seventeenth time since he was separated from you.

He shushes you, and for the first time since waking up in the Kaminoan infirmary, you feel warmth in your chest. It's not ideal, you're both bloody, bruised, sweaty, and tired, but the embrace is so incredibly human.

You're sobbing now, a string of apologies falling from your lips.

He caresses your face, 'Look at me.'

Your eyes convey so much hurt and instability, signalling your state of self-loathing and regret: insecurity.

'I love you,' he assures you.

The ends of your lips twitch upwards, a smile threatening to break from your agony.

You want to say it back. You intend to. But you can't.

Not when a blaster bolt pierces through you. Its origin somewhere amongst the trees.

As your consciousness slips away, you only feel him.

You were a fool to ever think you were safe, to think that the Empire wasn't watching you. You had failed your mission, and the Empire doesn't tolerate failure.

But most of all, you were a fool for falling in love.

[peach-pops]

hello!!! I love ur blog so much ! Can I requests a hc with Oikawa and Kuroo dating a Hothead/easily angered girlfriend? Maybe she gets into a fight and how would the boys react?

This is spicy yes of course! Also I def relate to the reader cause I get mad at freaking everything. There is a lot of cussing and there is violence obviously so just a warning!

Also PSA: I know Mika ( Daisho’s gf)  is probably super nice in the manga but I had to make her uhhhhh unlikeable so yeah. 

Oikawa and Kuroo with a Hothead Girlfriend

-Oikawa-

There’s no need to sugarcoat it, Oikawa was intimidated by you because of your ‘ don’t fuck with me attitude’ but once you started dating, he realized it came in handy especially with his fans

He never had to worry about his fans ever messing with you because they’d be dumb to say anything to your face without you throwing hands back so Oikawa always thought things would be in his favor

UNTILLLL you showed up to one of Aoba Johsai’s games because of course, you wanted to support the team 

You watched the game from up on the stands and you could hear his fans whispering amongst each other about you but you wanted to stay focused on the game 

Whenever Oikawa served, he would make a quick glance at you to make sure that you saw it but even though your eyes were on him, you didn’t look thrilled

Oikawa put two and two together once he saw his little fanbase a few rows back laughing in your direction and his heart dropped. Sure, he was upset that they were saying things about you but he was even more worried that you were going to kill them 

The match was getting closer to the end but the girls were persistent in bashing you for every little thing and you did  your best to keep your temper under control 

“ What is she even wearing?” 

“ Shouldn’t she be wearing a jersey to support her boyfriend?”

“ Maybe Oikawa-San and her broke up!” 

“ Thank goodness, he can do so much better anyway. He is way out of her league.”

You clenched your fists against the bottom of your seat. You’d be damned if you were just gonna sit there and listen to them talk badly about you

You whipped your head around and gave them a deadly glare,” Just wait until this game ends and we’ll see if you’ll be able to keep talking shit.” 

They’re just shocked that you even turned around to confront them and while they’re a bit shooketh cause you’re  high key scary, they don’t take your threat seriously 

Oikawa can practically feel the tension in the air so once Aoba Johsai scores the last point and they take their bows, he looks up at you as if he’s pleading with you to just wait until he can get there

Cue that one tik tok: ‘ girl don’t do it, it’s not worth it…’ 

And you’re looking back at him like ‘ im not gonna do it girl...I was just thinking about it...im not gonna do it”

You and Oikawa both thought that the coast was clear and that you two can go about your day but then the main fangirl opened her mouth,” I told you guys she’s too scared to fight us. Who does this bitch think she is?”

It all happened so fast, one minute you were beaming down proudly at your boyfriend and the next, you’re jumping over the bleachers to launch yourself at the girl in the stands 

“ OH SHIT!” Oikawa raced out of the gym with Iwaizumi running after him because Iwaizumi knows Oikawa might need his help 

Oikawa had never seen you this mad before so he didn’t know what to expect as he raced up the stairs

His mouth dropped when he saw you on top of the girl and you were going at it 

like yassssssss reader beat her ass!!! Fuck her up!!!!🤪🤪🤪

There’s a crowd gathered around but Oikawa managed to squeeze his way through and shouted at you to stop. He knew how strong you were and frankly, the girl didn’t even stand a chance against you. 

Obviously, he is your number one fan but he didn’t want you to go to jail for murdering this girl in cold blood

He tried to pull you off of her but you have that gorilla grip and this boy was struggling to pry you off like damn where is all of this strength coming from???

Oikawa looked around for anyone to help him but the crowd was a bit too scared of you so he shouted for backup

“ IWA-CHAN HELP ME BEFORE SHE KILLS HER!” 

Iwaizumi pushed through everyone and he assessed the situation. He sees lil ol’ you swinging at the girl who’s sprawled out on the floor screaming but he’s more focused on the fact that you listened to his advice on how to throw punches

He stans necessary violence!

Iwa managed to loosen your grip on the girl which gave Oikawa enough time to wrap his arms around you and hold you back 

“ Who’s scared now ha!” You laughed evilly as Oikawa tried dragging you away from the crime scene and he’s visibly shaken because his girlfriend is psychotic but is it awful that he feels so proud?!?!?

Like in his head he’s thinking,” damn okay go off queen!” 🥰

He managed to carry you all the way down to the stairs and pulled you aside to make sure you’re okay 

“Are you hurt anywhere? How are you feeling? Do you need some water or some ice for your knuckles?”

You looked down at your knuckles and sure enough, they were bruised but surprisingly not bloody,” Oh, I fucked up my knuckles...I didn’t even notice, ” You said as Oikawa shook his head disapprovingly,” I wasn’t even hitting that hard!”

“ Iwa-chan, can you be a dear and get some ice? I’m gonna stay here with Y/N to make sure she doesn’t go back up there,” Oikawa said as you held up your knuckles to show Iwaizumi 

“ How do I look Zumi?”

“ Damn Y/N, those look badass!”

Iwa was practically beaming because he knew he had taught you well🤩🤩🤩

“ Iwa-chan don’t get encourage her! Go get the ice!” Oikawa shouted as you and Iwaizumi both laughed before Iwa turned to leave 

Oikawa lightly skimmed his thumb across your knuckles and pressed an even lighter kiss to your knuckles before sighing,” Was it worth ruining your pretty hands honey?”

You inhaled deeply before shrugging innocently at your boyfriend,” Toru, I really tried to keep my cool I promise! They were saying really mean things the whole time but I did my best to control myself but she had it coming...Are you mad at me?”

“ Of course I’m not mad,” Oikawa answered honestly as he pulled you closer to him,” If you lost than sure, I would be disappointed but you won so I’m more proud than anything! But I’m pretty sure you broke her nose.”

“ A wise boyfriend once said; If you’re gonna hit it, hit it until it breaks,” You said with a smirk as Oikawa leaned in to give you a victory kiss

-Kuroo-

Kuroo knew what he was getting himself into when the two of you started dating. You were always so sweet and thoughtful but whenever you were upset, you didn’t care who got in your way, all you wanted to do was unleash the beast!

Most of the time, Kuroo could calm you down before it ever escalated but on the rare account that he couldn’t, he just hoped you didn’t do too much damage to whoever was on the receiving end 

At the end of one of Nekoma’s matches, you were celebrating with the team in the hallway when Kuroo excused himself to go use the restroom

You thought nothing of it and continued to chat and congratulate the other Nekoma members but as minutes passed by without seeing Kuroo, you excused yourself and went to go find him

You turned the corner to see Kuroo with his back facing you as he was loudly talking to Daisho. You knew Kuroo disliked Daisho but you were taken aback when you saw a familiar face next to him, Mika Yamaka 

You and Mika had never gotten along, even way before Kuroo had his feud with the Nohebi captain. The last time you had saw her, things hadn’t gone so well so to see her in the flesh made you feel some type of way

You walked over to where Kuroo was standing as the conversation halted

“ What’s going on? Everything okay?” You asked as Kuroo wrapped his arm around your waist and pulled you in closer

“ Nothing, everything is fine,” Kuroo smiled but you could tell that something was obviously going on

“ Wow Y/N-chan, I gotta say, you’ve changed a lot. I see you finally figured out how to style your hair,” Mika said ‘sweetly’ as she played with her boyfriend’s volleyball in her hand,” you finally look grown-up.  I was sure you’d always look like that little geek I met in middle school.” 

You felt him squeeze your hip tightly as if to say ‘ don’t let her get under your skin’ but you couldn’t help yourself to snap back

“Aw, Mika. I wish I could say the same for you but turns out you’re still a fucking snake who-”

“ Okay, let’s just calm down and take a breath,” Kuroo said as he leaned down to whisper into your ear,” don’t do anything stupid, okay? I got your back.”

You squeezed his hand as you kept your icy stare on Mika who looked unbothered

“ Your girl sure does have a temper doesn’t she?” Daisho laughed as Kuroo snapped his eyes over to him

“ What did you say snake?” 

OH SO NOW IT’S SUDDENLY OKAY TO SAY SNAKE

“ He’s not wrong. Y/N is kinda known to be a bit of a bitch,” Mika said as a matter of fact as you and Kuroo both tensed up,” little miss hothead is what they used to call you right?” 

As angry as you were, you knew that she was just trying to push your buttons and that she wasn’t worth the hassle. At this point, the rest of the Nekoma boys were watching from afar and even Kenma had looked up from his game to watch the heated interaction

“ Let’s just go, you guys are all bark and no bite. That’s why Nohebi loses everytime against Nekoma. You want some advice, how about you guys win before you start to talk shit,” You scoffed as you grabbed Kuroo’s hand and walked off in the opposite direction 

Micdrop lets get it Y/N

Kuroo smiled down at you as he pressed a kiss on your forehead,” Baby, I’m really proud of you. I know it’s hard to keep your cool and I’m sure you wanted to beat her ass, huh?”

“ God, I was this close Tetsuro. I swear, I-”

You felt something hard hit the back of your head and a second later, you could hear Mika’s annoying voice,” Who’s all bark and no bite now?”

You looked down at the ground to see the volleyball she had just chucked at your head and you felt smoke come out of your ears

You moved your eyes up and locked eyes with Kenma like ‘did this bitch really just do that😮’ and Kenma nodded ‘girl she really did👀’

Kuroo looked shocked. He didn’t even know what to say but he really didn’t want you to get into a fight 

“Baby-”

“ Hold my purse,” You snapped as you shoved your bag into his chest and walked over to where Mika was standing 

“ Aw, is Y/N-chan gonna cry-”

Kuroo and Daisho watched with open mouths as you practically launched yourself at her, causing the two of you to hit the floor. The Nekoma boys shouted words of encouragement and you could even hear Yaku shout “WORLDSTAR!”

“ You! 👏🏼Stupid! 👏🏼Bitch!” You yelled as you kept slamming your fists into Mika as she swung her fists back to try and get you off

Kuroo rushed over, unsure of what to do. 

A little backstory: You two had a hypothetical conversation a while back and you had explicitly told him that if you had gotten into a fight, he was not allowed to step in unless you were losing. By the looks of it, you were winning by a longshot

It wasn’t until Daisho tried grabbing you off of Mika that Kuroo suddenly became protective and stepped in

“ Don’t touch her, snake!” Kuroo yelled as he easily pushed Daisho to the side and ripped you away from Mika

You scrambled and struggled against your boyfriend’s grip as you continued to curse at Mika

“ Uh huh! That’s what I thought you raggedy-ass, fucking bitch! You’re awfully quiet now, huh!” 

“ Oh my god babe, please-”

“ Whatever!” Mika shouted as Daiso helped her up as she held her nose in pain,”That’s why your stupid boyfriend stepped in.”

“ He stepped in cause he knows I will kill you! Do you hear me, Mika? You’re lucky my boyfriend isn’t such a weak ass like you because if he wasn’t holding me back, you wouldn’t be able to get off the floor-”

“ Okokokokokok! She got the message baby, you’re scary and she’s a dumbass,” Kuroo was struggling to keep his grip on you so he readjusted himself and threw you over his shoulder as he walked past his teammates,” let’s head to the bus.”

The rest of the Nekoma teammates followed the two of you back to the buses as Kenma walked over beside you,” Do you want me to send you the video?”

“ You were recording?” You and Kuroo both asked as Kenma nodded approvingly

“ Hell yeah! Send it to me!”

On the bus ride back, it was relatively loud from all of the talk about you throwing hands with Mika but Kuroo had all of his attention on you 

“ I can’t believe she threw a volleyball at your head, what did she expect when you pounced on her?” Kuroo said as you leaned your head against his shoulder,” but damn, we were so close to leaving without a fight.”

“ I know, I’m sorry Tetsuro. You know I can’t stand her or her boyfriend,” You huffed as Kuroo sighed 

“ You know, have I ever told you how turned on I get seeing you mad?” 

“ Yes babe, several times.”

[agentsoftie]

Sleepless Nights ( S.R ) p.2

summary: Y/N and Reid aren’t the most fond of each other. So what happens when sleep, have to share a bed, and get married?

pairing: Y/N x Spencer Reid

a/n: a/n: AHH okay so here it is! It’s my first au so it’s probably not the best. But big thanks to @anepiphany! Ani baby none of this would be happening without you! Thank you for you tips and making me not go insane! Also pls tell me if I slept something wrong cuz like, your girl not the best when it comes to it. Also there will def be a loophole somewhere in my case and if you find one, just let it slide because life is filled with loopholes ❤️ also this is gonna be a two parter! ( this is the second part )

warnings: mentions of a case, angst and blood (the smallest amount), fluff really though

also if you want to be in my permanent taglist, just tell me and I’ll add you!

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“So today happened,” you say while you got into bed.

Yeah, today happened. So, I guess we're gonna do this thing huh,”

Wait, is he asking me out? you think to yourself. No dumbass of course he isn't. He's talking about the event thing. you say to yourself mentally. “Yeah, I guess so.”

“So, sleep huh.” He asked awkwardly.

“What?”

“You know, sleep. Like us, together. No, wait t-that came out wrong. I meant like we’re gonna sleep, but ike together on the same bed. But if you're not tired then we-” He got cut off by you when you grabbed his arm. Immediately he looked down at your hand and then up. He looked like he had just seen a ghost and gotten an A in a class you were failing at, at the same time.

“Breathe, just breathe. How ‘bout you take a shower huh.” You say in an airy voice while still holding onto his arm.

“Uh, okay. Yeah, a shower. That sounds good.” He said, forcing you to let go of his hand.

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It takes him 10 minutes to finish taking his shower. Tonight he comes out wearing another pair of basketball shorts and another tee. It really makes you wonder if all he goes to sleep in is a pair of shorts and a tee. Like really Reid come on. You have money, use it on some proper pj’s. Although you're one to argue wearing another pair of shorts and a loose crop top.

“You said last night that there was no hot water so it took you ten minutes, well this time there still was and it again still (italicize) took you ten minutes. Like what the fuck!”

“I'm not really one for hot water. But my statement last night still remains true, you took up the hot water.”

“ Reid, this is a hotel. They almost always have hot water running.”

“Okay well, I don’t care!”

“I thought you were supposed to be the smart one.”

“Ha, so you admit it!”

“Admit what?”

“That I’m smarter than you!”

“Well in certain areas, yes,” you said in an annoyed tone. He was smirking at your struggle for answering. “Ugh, can we just go to sleep.” You say not wanting to continue this conversation.

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You woke up to the sound of rain pouring outside. The skies were as gray as a child on a monday. You felt something on your stomach and to your surprise that feeling was a man known as Dr. Spencer freaking Reid. He was laying on you with his head right under your chin. You were holding his hand and your legs were intertwined with his again. You can't remember what happened last night to lead up to this, but what's done is done. The person you've been pining over for the last 3 years was here laying on you and looking like a fucking god.

Your phone started to ring causing him to wake up.

“Emily? Oh, okay yeah, I'll be there in 20.” She told you to go to the address that she had sent you. Saying to bring Reid with you to get your outfits for tonight. “Reid, come on we gotta go.” You say looking down at the art that was placed in front of you.

“No, I don't wanna leave. I just wanna sleep.” You had never seen this side to him before. So soft and sweet. Was the universe trying to make you fall for him? If so, then it was working.

“No come on, we have to get our outfits for tonight. We have to get ready and eat something. So come on, get up.” you say trying to get up but failing because he holds you back.

“No. sleep.” He mumbles half awake.

“Spencer, how ‘bout this. How about you sleep for a little until I take a shower and stuff. Then you can get up.”

“Okay, fine.” And with that he was out, leaving you go gaze over the literal form of perfection.

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“Y/L/N how long does it take to get changed?” Reid yelled.

“Oh will you shush!”

“Geez, no need to get so mean.”

“Iswear I will backhand you so hard if you don't shut up!” You say while walking out. And at the sight of seeing you he was speechless. Staring at you like you had something stuck in your teeth. “What?” You say looking down at your black floor length gown.

“No n-nothing. It's just-”

“Just what?”

“You look good in that dress.”

You looked down immediately after he said that fearing he would see the blush. He did. “Yeah well, you look good too.” you say while moving your hands after the redness was gone.

“I know.” He said, smirking causing you to make a sarcastic face.

“Okay, well we have to go now or Hotch will literally kill us.”

“You. He’ll kill you.” He says while walking out of the door.

“And you would just love that, wouldn't you.” You say following him out.

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“Reid, you have your gun?”Hotch askes.

“Yes.” He said.

“Wait, where should I put mine?” You ask while holding your gun.

“Oh, you see, you're not going to have one.” JJ says while taking your gun away slowly.

“Then what the hell am i going to use as self defence?”

“You're a badass, you'll figure it out.” Emily says suggestively.

“Damn straight.” You say smiling causing her and JJ to laugh. Reid was not impressed.

“Okay, these glasses have a secret video camera in them sending footage to Garcia once you turn it on. So whatever you do, don't take these off.” Hotch says while handing Reid a pair of glasses that match his suit. “And Y/L/N this is your “wedding ring.” It has a video camera in the diamond so try to keep your hand up and try to make it as visible to people as possible.” He says while handing you the ring.

“Okay you're married, so act like it!” Rossi says before you two leave.

“Yeah, you both better be so in love it makes someone sick.” Emily adds.

“Yes mom. Yes dad.” You say jokingly.

“Okay and before you go, here are your earpieces. And we’ll be near the building if anything happens.” JJ says.

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“Y/N, put your left hand on Spencer’s arm.” Garcia says through the earpiece. And you did exactly that. “Okay, now be affectionate.”

“Pen how should we do that.” You say while looking at Reid so it looked like you were talking to someone.

“I don't know? Spencer, kiss her.”

And then bam! Before you knew it, his lips were on yours. You didn't know how to react. He wrapped his arms around your waist pulling you in making the kiss even stronger. You then put your hands in his hair and pulled at it a little. And at that moment it was as if the world stopped. As if time froze and fireworks went off. And then all of a sudden he pulled away and you looked down.

“Cherry or Strawberry?” He asks as if nothing just happened.

“I uh- strawberry.”

“Pardon me, but I couldn't help but notice that beautiful ring.” Says a guy approaching you.

“Oh thank you! It's very gorgeous isn't it!”You say while looking down at the ring then bringing your hand up.

“But not as gorgeous as you honey.” Reid says while looking at you. Oh god the things he did to your heart.

“Oh, uh how rude of me not to introduce myself. Im Ryan. Ryan Carson.” He says while holding out his hand for both of you to shake.

“Im Y/N Reid and this is my husband Spencer Reid.” You say while shaking his hand after Reid, as always, refused to. Y/N Reid had a nice ring to it, although you would never change your last name. But it sure had a nice ring to it which both you and Reid noticed.

“How long?” Ryan asked.

“3 months.”I said.

“When did you know?”

“The first time she read me The Fault In Our Stars. It was 2 something in the morning and I couldn't sleep so she read it to me. And I just couldn't stop thinking that this is the girl I’m gonna marry.” Reid said. Although that of course never happened, your heart wanted to explode. Right after he said that you kissed him on the cheek. He immediately turned red, but you didn't say anything.

“Wow. That’s just, wow.” Ryan said.

“Guys I think this guy is our friend Thomas. Well not think, know. He looks exactly the same. So make sure to play into his tactics or whatever. Therapy must cost a lot for you sweet children.” Garcia says.

“You know, I’m gonna propose to my girlfriend soon. Would you two help me pick out a ring?”

“What do you think Spenny?” You ask in a joking tone. Spenny, that was one you never used. You liked it, did so did he.

“Well, I think that it’s an amazing idea baby.”

You could see the anger in his eyes. The anger you get before taking a life. You could see that all he wanted to do was end your lives right then and there. Honestly you two could go into acting if all this death gets too heavy for you.

“Great! Then follow me right this way.” He says while leading you to the elevator. The ride was fairly quick but the entire time Reid had his and around your waist pulling you close to him. Oh god the things you would do to have him.

“Here’s my room.” he says while gesturing to you two to go in first. You saw two chairs and then heard the door slam behind you. You jumped at the sound and turned around to see him standing there with a gun pointing that both of you. “You don't want your wife to die a painful death, go sit down on the chair.” And he did exactly that. “Now you too bitch.” he says while pointing the gun at you. And you did exactly what he said.

“What do you want!” You yell at him while he ties you up.

“I want your happiness to end. If I can't have it, then how can you?”

“The world doesn't revolve around you!” And then before you knew it there was blood coming from your arm and a door kicked open.

“Y/N!” Spencer yells.

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“I’m okay, really I’m fine.” You say to the paramedic wrapping your arm.

“No you’re not! You got shot!” Spencer says.

“Okay well how about I leave you two along for a bit huh.” And with that the paramedic was gone.

“Oh look, you scared the paramedic.” You say while throwing your hands in the air.

“Okay and you scared me.”

“Spencer, I got shot. It happens.”

“Yes Y/N I know but it could have hit an artery and make you bleed out. I could have lost you. Why dont see that. If you die who am I gonna mentaly torture, who am I gonna talk to my mom about, who am I gonna love? I've already lost so much, I can't lose you too. I love you.”

“You love me?”

And just like that he grabbed you and put his lips on yours. You immediately put your hands in his hair and pulled hard, he didn't care though. He pulled you closer to him, making you come back with 10 times more force than before. You pulled apart due to lack of oxygen and he put his head against yours after catching his breath.

“Does that answer your question?” He says softly.

This time you kiss him. Not as aggressive as last time though. This was a small, yet equally as meaningful kiss. “I love you too.”

“I fell in love the way you fall asleep; slowly then all at once” – John Green

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[shoichee]

hi!

not sure if i did this right, but—

im a capricorn infj! aries moon and pisces rising!. i’m a bisexual female. i have many personalities- i can adapt to any friend group, which is why it’s kinda hard to know my true self unless you observe me real well. i won’t talk to anyone unless they talk to me first. will def took years to earn my trust. im awfully introverted. i pretty much judge and observe everyone around me. i’m also pretty awkward.

i’m pretty short tempered and get mad/annoyed v easily. i despise hurting people whether it is verbally or physicaly even tho they’ve done rude things to me. but if they said shit abt my friend/family i would not hesitate to talk back and be rude to them.

if im comfortable with someone enough, i will try to understand them. i will be their shoulder to cry on and will comfort them. i’m also very loyal and trustworthy. and i can be an annoying extroverted asshole depends on their personality tho. my way of showing affection is physical!! i love hugs! im v bad at showing verbal affection.

i’m 5'0", shoulder length brown hair, with pretty much tired eyes.

i have many interest, but i get bored easily. so everytime i do something new and get bored of it i most likely would completly abandoned it. unless im really into it and passionate abt it, i might just be lazy and not do it but i will continue to learn it.

my hobbies currently and the things im into rn is astronomy and biology. and i also love learning about astrology! i also love playing basketball and do ballet . i also love horror movies/dark fiction! not a big fan of drama, romance, and adventure though. i also love movies/anime that will make me emotional since it’s so hard for me to cry. i feel like a robot tbh.

anyways that’s it! (≧▽≦). congrats on 500!!

Hi………… I apologize… so much—for making you wait half a year for this…. I really am😭 But congrats, you’re the last matchup that made it in the inbox, so I’m gonna HOP INTO IT! Thank you for your best wishes!

Best Matchup…

Takao Kazunari

wow, you might think, Shoi is completely off her rocker for this matchup

LET ME EXPLAIN

capricorn suns get along pretty swell with scorpio suns, and while unfortunately idk the KNB guys’ moon and rising signs, I based this matchup more on everything you said after

I will get this out of the way, but you have some striking similarities (but also very distinct differences) with Midorima, and Takao already knows how he ticks and works

an INFJ with an ENTP though… yeah, and judging by the way you wrote your matchup, it won’t be as seamless and a smooth road to a relationship with him like other matchups with other KNB guys I’ve written about

but Takao knows, he just worms his way into your heart before you know it—that’s just how he operates

it just makes the effort all worth it

now so, I would think he would notice you at some point when he feels a burning stare at the back of his head many times, like… he doesn’t turn around but he just knows (Hawk-Eye things™)

“Hey, Shin-chan, do you think Kuroko by any off-chance transferred to Shutoku secretly, because—”

“Are you an idiot?”

“Alright, alright—sheeesh…” (cue him closing his eyes and sighing with his arms behind his head)

but before they make a turn at a corner, Takao uses that as an opportunity to glance where he feels the stare from, and he sees you, looking… pretty menacing, in his opinion

(“HOLY SHIT, WHY ARE THEY LOOKING AT ME??”)

and then cue him averting his glance away FAST

but you’re over here just people-watching, and you can’t help that Takao is often the guy who takes your attention when he’s in the same room—mostly because he’s the liveliest one there… and you’re just a curious gal

I would think Takao has many acquaintance groups (even though he’s depicted with Midorima alongside him all the time), and I think when he stops by your friend group one day to talk to an acquaintance of his (and also your friend), that’s when you guys first interact

“Yo! (y/n)-chan, right? You look familiar around here.”

“… Hi,” you turn to him to reply, with a slight nod to acknowledge his greeting and as a way to say “same to you.” “You’re Takao, right?”

“Whaaa, how’d you know?” he puts a hand to his chest in playful surprise and notices you staring at him for a bit before averting your gaze

“It’s hard not to know when Midorima-san yells your name around every day.”

“Oh yeah, Shin-chan, huh?”

he tries to make small talk with you, but noticing how you’re not exactly extroverted with him (but nonetheless try to reply to him anyways), he immediately backs off and mingles with the rest of your friend group, trying to give you space and whatnot

but he looks at you every few moments and notices the way you interact with others is wholly different than when you interacted with him

could it be you were simply more comfortable with them? is that your real personality? were you just shy with strangers in general? as he thinks about this more and more, he grows more curious

and just like he was curious about Midorima’s rituals of oha-asa, he was curious about how you worked

just like how you judged and observed people, Takao starts to take note of your presence and how you interact with others (Hawk-Eye things™)

you must be soft and just shy in general but can adapt into social groups to an extent, he reasons

until one day he heard your voice being the only loud thing in the hallways

curious, he scooched himself over to see a small crowd looking at you

“Don’t you ever fucking say that shit about my friends again, pepper-nose. I know that damn nose was from all the lies you’ve been spreading around buildings like it’s hot shit. It’s actually not cute. Maybe try a new hobby and an attitude overhaul if you ever want to get hitched.”

his jaw is DUSTY from being dropped on the FLOOR for a good 5 minutes

… ohhhkay… so you’re not as soft as he thought in his mind

but that was the first time you’ve said anything mean to anyone, regardless of how annoyed you might’ve looked… then again, the guy harassing you deserved it 100%

“… SOoooo, has ‘pepper-nose’ been bothering you again lately? Y’know, that was hella impressive and hilarious and all, but let me know if he tries anything with you again, think of it as a token of our friendship^^”

“You heard that???” you wish the ground just swallowed you up right there and then “And for the record, since when were we friends?”

“Aw, come on, can’t we?—” a ring interrupts him “Sorry, it’s Shin-chan, one second… hello? Wha—your oha-asa says you need a what now? A rice cooker for cancer’s luck? Yeah, no, forget it—get it yourself! You have it in your own kitchen!” and he promptly ends the call with an irk mark

“Did you say oha-asa?” you asked, waiting for Takao to finish his call

“Yeahhhh, my buddy has a strange thing with horoscopes and revolves his life around it.”

and for the first time, he can see a bit of a sparkle in your otherwise tired eyes

“What do you know about it?”

and you and Takao spent the next few hours talking about astrology, while Takao had been relying on Shin-chan’s oddities and knowledge as a crutch for the conversations (and he didn’t wanna mess this convo up because that would mean losing his shot of being friends with you)

and he notices you’re not as awkward in this convo

contrary to popular belief, Takao is quite adept in toning down or matching his energy with different types of people… it’s just that Midorima was always someone that had buttons waiting to be pushed

it’s quite canon that he gets along with most people

he’s used to short-tempered people like Midorima and Miyaji, so when he can sense that you’re being annoyed by him, he backs off with no problem… if something else is causing you to be mad, then he’ll help you work out the problem (if you allow him, of course)

Takao is not the person to fall in love so easily either, not because of trust issues, but because he’s a very practical person who wants to be ABSOLUTELY sure the person is going to be in his life long-term

you guys would have a platonic/acquaintance relationship for YEARS before anything remotely romantic would happen between the two of you

still, Takao would be the first to fall for you like the clown that he is

once you’re comfortable around him, you guys would hang out a lot together, especially playing basketball in good fun

“You… like biology? Like, unironically like it?”

“Yeah.”

cue Takao cursing in his mind as he crawls back to Midorima to get a crash course on biology

Midorima is hella confused why Takao gained a sudden genuine interest in astrology and biology and keeps coming to ask him about everything regarding those two topics

when he realizes you’re someone who can get bored/abandon interests despite having many said interests, Takao realizes you’re a lot more fun to hang around than Midorima and gets excited at the thought of showing you THE ENTIRE WORLDaround Tokyo, and he knows you wouldn’t be AS grumpy about trying new things

don’t like the interest? that’s totally A-Ok with him, you guys can always explore something else

don’t like dealing with people? social battery drained? say less, Takao is there to take over for you

when Shutoku loses to either Seirin, Rakuzan, or Kaijo in the future (again, mayhaps), you’d be there to shoulder his tears

when you’re finally near 100% comfortable with him, it’s like you suddenly become a complete 180 on him, being a toned down-Kise but only for him (he feels so special, ngl, even if it may be only a platonic thing)

you attend his basketball games, and he attends your ballet recitals/showcases with such admiration

when you guys eventually date, he EATS UP THE HUGS—GIVE HIM HUGS, HE LOVES THEM

it’s fine if you can’t verbally give affection, he’s used to it and doesn’t mind it at all (exhibit A: Midorima; exhibit B: the entire Shutoku team)

again, he just knows (Hawk-Eye things™)

I don’t think he’s particularly picky about genres to read/watch; he’ll be mostly happy with whatever you pick and recommend

horror stuff freaks him out a bit though

also cries watching emotional stuff with you, but tries to laugh it off when the end credits roll to be cool (but he’s not fooling anyone)

ain’t no way you’re gonna be a robot on his end; he’s gonna vow to at least make you laugh as much as he can to disprove that

Runner-Up Matchup!

Kuroko Tetsuya

you guys are kindred spirits! INFJ duo

you guys would fall in love much more easily since you guys have such similar vibes

you guys know how to give each other space and quiet (Takao cannot always give quiet even if he tried his damn hardest)

you guys would easily people-watch together and then make comments about your observations

and when you’re being irritated, Kuroko is the calming water that flows into your mind and soul

he would very much indulge in your hobbies, listening attentively to all your preferred genres and renting out movies and buying books for you that would please you

the only (but crucial) reason why I didn’t put him as top is because: you’re someone who has varying interests with a very low interest attention-span, and Kuroko is someone with stable hobbies and not much of a FREQUENT experimentalist like you are (Kise would be the crazy jack-of-all-trades type of guy)

after all, Kuroko’s whole thing about his basketball style is how extremely specialized he is in his skillset

he’s a pretty mellow guy who would prefer stability in his life

he doesn’t mind the hustle and bustle and would even like it, I would say, but the only thing you guys have in common are your MBTIs and a few hobbies

but I would think your guys’ outlooks on life and priorities in general are pretty different

maybe if you guys had a serious talk about what you guys want in the relationship and how to approach it, it would FLOURISH IMMENSELY

Kuroko wouldn’t be as receptive to physical touch (i.e. hugs) like Takao, but he would definitely accept your touch

I think he would be touchier away from public view

he would probably make at least ONE remark and/or joke/tease that you have similar hair to his basketball coach

[evolsinner]

⊱┊7

with the moment past {definitely not mentally}, i make my way to the lounge.

“hey, rosé?”

i see him seated on a 3 seat sofa.

a, i hope he didn’t see the way i shaved my hair down there into a love heart... b, he def saw my boobies!!

“y~yes, mr killian?”

“you hungry or something? i can order you some pizza.”

hell, i’m famished, can’t remember the last time i ate.

“no, aha…”

“you sure?”

“actually, yeah, i am, a little... sorry if that’s an inconvenience.”

“no, not at all! don’t be silly. i’m starving.”

i restrict a smile.

“here,” he shifts to the side, patting the middle seat, “make yourself comfortable. i’ll order some now.”

i place his hoody on the armrest and sit on the other end instead; don’t have it in me to sit right next to him. we would be like idk touching and whatnot. amongst the remote and his wallet, he grabs his phone from the middle seat, dialling a number.

“pineapple on pizza?” he faces me, holding the phone to his ear.

i fucking love pineapple on pizza.

“100%,” i reply confidently.

he grins.

i have just found my soulmate.

i admire how laid back he looks: his white untucked dress shirt, sleeves rolled up to reveal thick veins and a dark tan, tie tossed on the table. is this how every male teacher looks after work?

‘cause, yummy!

“takeaway. one large vegetarian and one large hawaiian...with extra pineapple, please,” sir glances at me adorably. “cheers, sweetheart,” he hangs up after giving his number and address for the order. “should be here in 40 mins,” he informs me, “catch,” and tosses the remote at me. “pick a movie. make it a good one. i’m gonna go freshen up quickly.”

can i come?

-ˋˏ ༻🍷༺ ˎˊ-

i struggle to find a goddamn movie!

sir’s phone vibrates and i look across at it. why does that thing be buzzing and ringing all the time? i mean... hmm… i lean all the way back, peeping down the hallway. i listen to see if the shower is still on.

🚿pshhshhshhshhshhshh

oh good, it’s still on. i sneakily pick up his orange google pixel 4 xl mobile phone. okay, let’s see, what’s his passcode? says his pin contains at least four digits. hmm...

1 2 3 4

incorrect pin entered

4 3 2 1

incorrect pin entered

6 9 6 9

incorrect pin entered

his birth year, maybe?

1 9 8 1

incorrect pin entered

it’s definitely mine, then.

2 0 0 0

try again in 30 seconds

fuck, what is it?!

now i’m adamant.

a while later, i listen for the shower again. no sound. fuck me! i also haven’t even picked a movie yet! i grasp the remote and quickly flip through the movies. in ‘newly added’ a film that goes by the name ‘barefoot’ {2014} appears. this’ll do. i haphazardly click on it, put his phone back in the middle seat and swiftly bring my knees up on the sofa.

bathroom door opens and mr killian returns, setting himself down.

and ohhhh boy, oh jesus h. christ, he is wearing grey sweatpants. grey. sweatpants. oh my goddddddd!!!!

🎵dun da daaaaa! dunda dunda da dun dadada oo oo oooooo dun da da

i cringe, really should have skipped the first 10 mins or something.

sir looks at me with an amused expression, “just started?”

i nod, embarrassed.

then he cracks up a little, “how long did it take for you to pick a film?”

“i paused it, was waiting for you.”

“yeah?”

“yeah.”

“alrighty then,” he slumps down, letting me get away with the white lie. “this better be good or else you’re held accountable.”

the professional teacher’s vibe is disappearing and transforming into a perky one.

he’s wearing a loose t~shirt with long sleeves and it’s even rolled up. his hair is damp and floppy, making him so much more attractive. he runs his hands through it, flipping it back as the stray droplets of water roll down his neck. i would gladly lick them off for him if he doesn’t mind...

“why’s my phone locked for 60 minutes?”

“huh?” i snap out of my daydream.

“my phone, why’s it locked?”

*ding dong.*

“maybe...you put the wrong password in?”

“pretty sure i didn’t, and you’re the only other person in this house, no?”

*ding dong!*

“aha..ha,” i giggle nervously.

“does it look like i’m laughing?” he asks me condescendingly.

my smile disappears.

*ding dong! ding dong! ding dong! ding dong!*

“ight, i’m coming!!” sir shouts, grabbing his wallet. “..jesus christ, break my damn doorbell, will you..” he mutters under his breath angrily.

bit hot...

-ˋˏ ༻🍷༺ ˎˊ-

i only ate 2 slices of pizza so i wouldn’t look like a fat bitch in front of sir. he, however, didn’t even eat any. so much for being ‘starving’. he was just casually watching me eat. i could feel his eyes on me each time i took a bite and the odd olive or pineapple went rolling down into my lap. it was so awkward!

we’re halfway through the movie and i felt the need to say something because jay, the character, was such a jerk.

“i mean, it’s actually rather heartbreaking. daisy was locked away for most of, if not, her whole life. and now she is finally free, finally able to experience the pleasures of the real world. she put all of her trust in him and he abandoned her. that’s so not cool.”

as i’m analysing the film, i feel his eyes analysing me.

“well, you can’t blame him,” sir counterattacks. “jay had his own life, his own problems to deal with. she was just another added problem to that.”

“then he should’ve led her back to the hospital again instead of taking her on this joyride purely for his own greed.”

“remember, she chose to take part.”

“he was being selfish.”

“he was lending her a hand.”

“which is what ultimately made her fall in love with him in the first place,” i state like a full stop.

sir’s whole face just speaks wow. “so why didn’t you do my analysis homework then, huh?”

“because it’s boring,” i look him boldly in the eyes, his slicked back hair has me feelin’ oozy and woozy.

“oh, it’s boring?” he emphasises, raising his eyebrows. “is that so?”

“yup,” i purse my lips.

“what was it again?” he grabs my arm, pulling me into his lap. “‘boring’, did you say?”

i’m trying to escape and he’s trying to hold me still. gradually, our laughter dies out and we become aware, so much more aware.

“got some on your mouth,” he says in the heat of the moment, running his thumb over my bottom lip.

there was definitely no pizza sauce or whatever on my mouth, but i play my part. somehow, his thumb finds its way inside my mouth and i instinctively wrap my tongue around it. his green eyes glimmer like shiny marbles as he watches me

suck

on his

thumb.

i feel pressure underneath me, something building up in stiffness. i shift his hand away, glancing down and then back up again. his marble eyes, they just look at me. look through me.

no way in hell did i imagine this moment to actually happen. i mean, most of us girls had these insane crushes on teachers, but never did i think it’d unravel like this.

he firmly places his hand on my lower backside and pushes me closer to himself. “what, you scared now?” he whispers, dominance combined with confidence, topped off with lust.

i gulp, trying to sound brave, “and why would i be scared?”

“you should be,” he replies.

i am lost for words. this kind of intimidation is seductive. all i wanna do is kiss him! though i won’t make the same mistake of glancing at his lips twice.

he speaks in a soft tone, “has anyone ever told you how captivating your~”

“my eyes are?” i finish his cliché line off for him.

“...your lips,” he corrects, casting his gaze down at them.

i bite my bottom lip, flustered for acting like a smartass.

“you know, on some occasions, i’ve noticed that you bite your lip when you’re nervous. it’s cute,” he grins, “i like it more than i should,” and waits patiently for me to fall into his devilish trap.

believe me when i say i’m trying goddamn hard to not sink my teeth into my flesh! which is why i replace it with a mere innocent gulp.

“but on most occasions, you gulp,” he says as i’m gulping.

he removes the hair from my neck.

i get hella anxious, hella aroused so i..

“nuh~uh,” he shakes his head and pulls my bottom lip down with the pad of his thumb. “‘nough biting from you, sweetheart. those are mine to bite now.”

am i dreaming right now?

i try to reposition myself by moving a little back so that i’m not directly on him. as i do this, his erection rubs further into me and i slightly moan kinda too evidently. my eyes open super wide and i instantly shut my mouth. it surprises me that it doesn’t faze him one bit.

“your t~t~thing is p~poking me..” i gesture with my eyes to his manhood.

his orbs shine like someone has stabbed an apocalyptic emerald sunset multiple times. it’s glorifying. magical. the stuff dreams are made from. and instead, he pushes me further down onto his sculpture. he leans his head in, his mouth millimetres away from mine.

“and do you like it?” he questions seriously.

our noses touch, our lips brush...

“answer the question.”

“yes,” i squeak. “i like it.”

i try to remain as calm as possible, but it’s impossible due to the nerves causing havoc inside me, particularly the nerves between my thighs. i don’t know what to focus on. that mouth? his eyes? or down below...

“may i let something be known, luv?” sir requests politely.

i nod.

“i can see your tits...through that shirt...” he whispers sexily.

my breath hitches up.

kiss me! why won’t he kiss me? just fucking kiss me! shit, it’s impossible not to look. i give in and look at his lips. the corners curve slightly into a wayward grin. i see... he wants me to initiate it.

welp, sorry, no can do, mister.

he literally places my bottom lip between his teeth and lightly tugs at it, his breaths hitting my mouth like rose petals. this act is enormously enticing, but i know he’s teasing me.

my turn.

i purposely grind in his lap and he suppresses a hoarse groan. then he scoffs. very conceited. he’s so gonna lose. i keep my lips impossibly close to his for when he forfeits which should be right about...now.

he shakes his head smugly.

i frown, pouting.

he half~smiles adorably.

fine, i have a better idea. one he doesn’t see cumming coming.

i lift away the waistband of my borrowed sweatpants and grip his hand. his body automatically tenses up. i can feel him getting harder from just the thoughts i’m giving him. i bring his hand closer to me. he’s losing and it’s hella entertaining to watch.

unexpectedly, a phone goes off and i jump in fright. i rapidly get off him and he returns to his usual, rigid ways. he aggressively clears his throat before answering that stupid device.

whilst pacing up and down and holding his forehead, he stares at me intently like i’m that fucking maths problem again!

[ohlukcs]

( alex wolff, male ) did you hear how LUKAS TOZER is applying to columbia university as a FILM & MEDIA STUDIES major ?! the 19 year old is living in the WALLACH HALL. i heard that they got in because they are + PASSIONATE and +THOUGHTFUL, but honestly i think HE can be -ASSUMING and -CYNICAL. they’re a real MAVERICK. oh well, only time will tell if the SOPHOMORE will make it til the end.

about the mun !!

hi hello my name is sam (she/her), im 22, and im a big fat mess at all times :) um but a lil more about me is that i’m australian and a recently graduated film student lmao. i’ve been rping for like ten years now i think idk but i am a NERVOUS BITCH !!!!!!! and it sometimes takes me forever to reply to things (ic and ooc) bc of that so pls be patient with me lmao. anyway, happy 2 be here !! if u like this post i’m gonna assume u wanna plot with me and my idiot and hit u up !!! lets mcfreakin lose it !!!!

about lukas !!

full name: lukas joshua tozer

nickname(s): luk-ass idk whatever u can come up with lmao

age: nineteen

gender: cis male

pronouns: he/him

hometown: jackson, new jersey

date of birth: nov 4th

occupation: student ( film and media studies, sophomore ), cook/server at a nearby 24hr pizza joint

relationship status: single

drink / smoke / drugs: yes / yes / yes

faceclaim: alex wolff

positive traits: passionate, thoughtful, creative, ambitious, untethered, humorous

negative traits: assuming, cynical, insensitive, rebellious, resentful, irresponsible

if he was in a hogwarts house: slytherin

now some more dot points that are just me talking about lukas !!

was born in fort lauderdale florida but there is a vERY low chance he will ever admit that, he’ll just say he’s from new jersey. as far as he’s concerned, he’s always been from new jersey even if his family did move there after he turned twelve

speaking of things lukas probably wont ever tell u but i’m including them anyway: his family is kind of messy. not majorly but like a little bit more than average. he had two brothers, now he only has one. i’m not gonna include a whole lot of nitty gritty here i’ll save it for when i write the real bio and can actually do it justice but its the reason they moved from florida and it has had a pretty major effect on lukas over time obviously

he’s the baby of the family and he’s pretty much always been treated like one. it has left him pretty immature and irresponsible. still learning that his actions have consequences and that he cant just be a total dick all the time. he’s improved in those areas a fair bit since he started at columbia a year ago but he still has a long way to go

he didn’t ever really expect to go to columbia, he’s from a middle class family and his dad didn’t even go to college. he applied for columbia just as a might as well give it a go thing. like maybe it will happen. they had a film course and although the course itself isn’t really great, the connections to the industry available at columbia were valuable enough for him to try. he was wait listed up until basically the last minute, preparing to go to a college in boston instead but when he was accepted he knew he had to go. for himself, for his family, and for his lost brother.

obviously irresponsible attitude has led to some Bad Decision Making including but not limited to partying and drugs. he doesn’t prioritise that lifestyle over his school work (bc he knows how lucky he is to be at columbia at all) but he is a big believer that you need to experience things to be a great artist and he plans on being the greatest artist so bad decision town here we come !!!!

he has a pet goldfish named michael bublé pls dont nark

for more info on him click here to check his about page, no bio there yet but hopefully soon

wanted connections babey !!

course friends/rivals/anything: i am writing these before acceptances happen so i have no good god damn idea if any other characters are film majors but hit me the hell up if they are bc i would love to plot some stuff out

old roommate(s) : lukas was probably an entertaining roommate but probably verged on annoying pretty easily. he’s messy, gross, probably didn’t respect the do ur fucking dishes rule in first year ( probs still doesnt tbh ). but he also has a password to every streaming account plus a phat hard drive full of movies and shows that he is absolutely willing to share with u so just depends what ur into i guess. maybe this connection led to friendship or maybe they hate each other now. im down for either/both 

dealer: hi welcome back to bad decision town. lukas isn’t into any hard stuff but is a big weed smoker (to my understanding medicinal cannabis is allowed but lukas def doesn’t have a prescription), then after that it’s kind of just experimenting. will chat more details if u wanna take this connection

booze leachers: so yes lukas is 19 but he has four, thats right, four fake ids. he is not willing to give u his contact for fake ids but he is willing to buy u booze if u pay him. dont hate the player hate the game

gang gang: pretty much just a close group of friends. i imagine all pretty relaxed, all pretty chill. idk what to say here except i want people to care about him and let him put on dumb movies and watch them with him and probably have dumb matching stick and poke tattoos and hog a communal tv to play mario kart but lets talk about it

fast food workers deserve respect too: as mentioned, lukas works at a 24hr pizza joint near campus which means he’s seen some shit. one of the things he’s seen multiple times is drunk student trashing the place. whether it be vomit, forgetting how to hold a cup, or bet try at a food fight lukas has seen it and he’s cleaned it up too. this connection could be that maybe he helped someone out and cleaned them up and got them back to campus when their friends ditched and now they look out for lukas too and its a positive connection. or maybe lukas hates their guts and spits on their food whenever they show up ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ who’s to say

hot girl bummer by blackbear: now listen here’s an angsty connection i want, and i def want to plot it out way more with whoever takes it on but basic outline of what i have in mind: they’ve kind of sort of been dating for a while but they’re just falling out of whatever they had to begin with. they were never official, they probs def fucked around with other people while they were ““““together”””””, lots of oh sorry ur taking it so seriously i thought we were just chilling bullshit. all of this girls friends probs hate lukas and he definitely hates them back. were probably once really good friends and had a really good time together but they’ve lost it. will they find it again or will it fizzle out? lets find out together xoxo

new girl(s) : i hate the connection title too but i couldnt think of anything better. we’re in bad decision town and now we’re going to thot street babey. since things have been falling apart with hot girl bummer and even before that lukas a little bit of a thottie. this doesnt mean he’s good at it, please also feel free for a part of this to be that they rejected lukas and he got butt hurt about it idk lukas being attracted to them is basically this whole idea and i would wanna plot the rest of it more depending on specific characters wooo

lukas is a bad influence: if u have gotten this far u may have noticed that lukas is not a very good influence at all. this is someone probs his age or younger that wants to loosen up and have a good time and lukas completely encourages that. bonus points if this connection is a combo with the above connection bc lukas is a gross boi and would be like wow listening to my bad ideas thats so sexy and cool of u ya know. but also doesnt have to be that ! could just be lukas thinks its funny and thinks that someone listening to him is just like good content that could get him on barstool

lukas is badly influenced: this is basic as hell but someone that tells him to leave his impluse control at the door and encourages him to be trash. probs older than him and i def see this as more of a masc connection than a fem but like all my plot ideas: lets talk about it. this one probs v much depends on ur character so gonna leave this one nice and short

lukas is good-ly (??????) influenced: also basic as hell and p much just the opposite of above. someone who is a good influence on lukas. encourages creativity and ambition instead of straight up recklessness. again, i see it as an older character but no gender seen here. a lot of this would be based around ur character so lets chat

michael bublé’s co parents: lukas has a goldfish named michael bublé (or just michael), i picture him having got it while high as heck during the day and just being like This Is A Good Idea. maybe ur character was with him and they were co parents from the start or maybbe they came into the picture later ??? i’m honestly down for whichever just give michael the love he deserves pls

and probably just about anything else these are just some ideas, i totally wanna plot further and brainstorm so please still hmu if none of these fit ur character we’ll plot something up !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[peteparked]

i know that everyone says that iron man 1 / 3 was the best im movie, and that those were movies where tony has the most character development (which is true because those two were serious breakthroughs in terms of his character and it was phenomenal), i somehow like iron man 2 the most. don’t get me wrong bc i would die for the entire trilogy but theres something so special about im2 for me

firstly, although this movie didn’t have a huge revelation moment like the other two did, it was still so honest to tony’s character and it was shown very delicately. and since the plot wasn’t that intense (+ uh the villain was lowkey lame in comparison), the entire flow was more relaxed and i think in result the focus was more on tony, his health, his feelings, emotions and a little on his past. it didn’t focus on how his character found a new purpose or discovered something about himself, it was more on him in that point of time and i think theres a charm in that

secondly, there was something so heartbreaking about the way tony was literally dying, and he so desperately wanted to tell the people he loved and get some form of comfort/help, yet every time he tries he either stops / does something to get said people to stop him. and i think that’s because he’s afraid of doing that, he doesn’t want to drag them down, and at this point i don’t think he was that in touch with his emotions or comfortable with sharing them yet. but because we know what’s going on with him but pepper doesn’t, the entire silent struggle between wanting those people to know yet refusing to tell them (and as a result the way they treat tony) is something us as audience was able to feel and go through with him.

i also loved how in this movie he got back a little self worth from that tape he saw of his father. it def didn’t immediately cure his issues with his dad but i think the act of howard leaving behind something so amazing for him and trusting him with it, the words “you can change the world” “what is and always will be my greatest creation...is you” definitely filled a little bit of the hole howard left in him and it was amazing to see his reaction and his joy

now moving on to specifics, that scene where tony discovers a new element is hands down one of my favourite scenes ever, because that brought us back to the part where tony is fundamentally a scientist, a creator, and the pure excitement and joy of discovery and learning was heartwarming. there was that bit of hope where his eyes lit up under the light, the way the blue light washed over him and we saw it unearthed the happy, weightless part of him when he worked. plus the efficiency and the deftness of the way he works will nEvER get old, also that smile and how proud he was of himself!! he looked so damn good in that scene i can’t even—

and also rhodey!! i fucking loved the part where tony just sits there and he’s so damn tired and rhodey just comes in and at first theres that tough love part where he scolds tony for acting irresponsibly, then he realises that something’s wrong and it turns soft immediate-fucking-ly and there was that moment where i let out a breath because finally someone knows about his palladium thing. rhodey handled the arc reactor (tony’s freaking heart) so deftly and he knows exactly what’s going on and there’s that warmth and comfort in that scene between the two of them that’s so pure and soft uh

then there’s that absolutely heartbreaking part where tony starts preparing for his death: giving away things, planning his last birthday, doing stupid and irresponsible things, “i don’t want to go home” and face the reality of everything, wanting to go to venice on a holiday with pepper (where he probably prepared to die). that plane scene really hit hard because “i don’t want to go home” is a crazy relatable feeling, and all that was tony literally screaming for help, hoping pepper would realise (although there really wasn’t a way). then the entire birthday party was really uncomfortable for me tbh but it was so desperate, hoping to find fun in the crazy things when what he really wanted was for it not to be his last birthday, and to spend time with the people who actually mattered

but also, natasha!! a badass queen!! fury!! coulson!! happy being super pure!! pepper being absolutely strong + knowing what she wants, female competency and in places of power!! tony looking stunning!! blue science scene!! tony and rhodey!! pepper and tony!!

but lastly + most importantly,,

blue science scene