#im gonna rest now tye tye

[skullvgirl]

HIIII IM SO READY TO GIVE YOU A REQUEST 🥹🥹🥹 maybe what pet names barou gives reader and how he uses them?

what pet names he calls you | barou

incl. my glorious king shouei

warnings. fem reader, soft shouei

an's. yall could never make me hate him 🙏

maybe a bit stereotypical but baby is a good one. i feel like he wouldnt do too much with his pet names already but this one is used when he wants too sweet talk you for example :

"baby I know you just went out, but do me a favor would you?" and of course he puts on the sweetest voice ever, rubbing your thighs too add. it gets you every time.

when he's in front of his teammates ( let's say you came too one if his practices and is now sitting in the stands alone ) he likes too use my girl as a pet name, it makes him feel connected to you.

"hey barou, who's that up there?" and he glances up not a moment too soon to see you waving at him.

"oh that? that's my girl, so if your interested—it's a big ole' FUCK NO from me. She's off limits"

another pet name I feel like he might use is sweetheart, and I know what your thinking ( that sweetheart is specially reserved for dilfs and milfs only however...)

he's really an old man a heart so what's the harm done? when barou speaks he means everything he says—no takebacks. so when he's talking about you and calling you sweetheart he really means it. ( so probably when your being super nice too him. )

"oh thank you sweetheart, I really appreciate it"

and

"oh sweetheart don't cry...it's not your fault..."

and lastly of course, how could we forget the infamous donkey. this pet name ( although some might beg to differ ) is just as affectionate as the rest of the pet names he uses. it's more commonly used when you two are arguing or your just being 'annoying'.

"oi stop that you donkey, your ruining my—hey get off there your gonna fall!"

or

"donkey. no really how do you even get hurt this bad! ah ah ah I dont wanna hear it!"

an's. sighh, this was fun. i love him sm ty for tye request anonie ᡣ𐭩

[captain039]

We can take care of each other

Hank x reader x Connor

Warnings: ABO, poly relationship, swearing, police things, Intimate, sexual, harassment, Daddy Hank, anxiety and depression, angst

PART 4

You awoke to your door creaking open. You made a small noise and opened your eyes. You frowned wondering why your door was opened, you were facing away from it so you couldn’t see. Connor was still wrapped around you and holding you tightly.

“Whose there?” You asked sleepily as Hank came into view. You focused on his figure as he knelt down in front of you.

“There’s Panadol in the cupboard somewhere” you mumbled stretching slightly.

“I found it” Hank said. His eyes were downcast. You thought back to last night and sighed.

“You can go if you want, I’ll get dressed and drive you” you sighed trying to move.

“Don’t” Hank said and you frowned but stayed still. Connor hadn’t budged behind you at all, was he asleep?

“I’m here to say sorry” Hank sighed running his hand through his hair.

“I remember last night” he mumbled and you nodded avoiding his eyes.

“You’re not fucked in the head” he muttered.

“I’m the one fucked in the head for getting drunk like that again, I couldn’t-“ he sighed softly.

“Why do you want me?” He asked and you looked to him.

“You and Connor would be great together, he can look after you” Hank didn’t meet your eyes as he spoke. You felt your heart clench as he spoke his feelings.

“I don’t want just him” you mumbled.

“I know it’s selfish, you’re- you’re my alpha” you said flushed.

“I haven’t bonded to anyone like this before I’ve had my rough in’s with alphas and you’re the only one I feel safe with despite all your issues” you spoke softly holding back tears.

“I need Connor and I need you” you hugged your pillow tightly.

“I know I’m young and experienced but I promise I can be good” you whispered.

“You’re already great” Hank whispered.

“But you-“ he cut you off by cupping your cheek.

“Im old and grumpy, I don’t know why you want me, but” he sighed as you looked to him again.

“I’ll be yours, both of yours” he said softly. You felt tears roll down your eyes as you shifted slightly wanting to hug him. You got out of Connors hold and sat at the edge of the bed, Hank was on his knees and you held him close. He rested his head against your stomach while holding your waist softly. You felt Connor shift behind you, he sat behind you, one hand on Hanks the other snaking around your middle.

“Didn’t mean to wake you” you said to Connor who shook his head.

“I was already awake” he said.

“You heard everything?” You asked and he nodded.

“Dick head” Hank mumbled and you cracked a smile.

Connor had prepared you both breakfast, you had wrapped yourself up in a soft blanket and sat at the kitchen table waiting. He had made pancakes, you smiled as he sat down.

You ate in silence, Hank was still a little groggy but other wise he had a relaxed smile on his face as he ate.

Your phone rang though and you sighed getting up and answering it.

It was the department, a hostile situation involving the suspect back at the club again.

“We gotta go” you said as Connor and Hank frowned.

As you arrived you went to the closest officer for a briefing.

“She’s got two in the room, she’s armed, yelling and shooting at anyone” you nodded.

“Connor” Hank said.

“On it” Connor said entering the building.

You followed behind, she indeed shot at anything, even shadows, you could hear whimpers and crying also.

“Who are the victims?” You asked softly to the officer beside you.

“Marlene and Tye” you nodded as she handed you a tablet.

“What’s her motive?” You asked as Connor went in more.

“We don’t know” the officer shrugged.

“Three dead now two in danger, does she know them?” You asked and the officer shook her head.

“No connections that we found” you sighed as shots rang out. You watched Connor stumble back and felt your heart leap. You had your gun armed and ready you glanced to Hank worried. He was closer to Connor, behind some cover so he wouldn’t get shot.

“Fucking Android!” You heard her shout and a couple more shots rang out. Connor had ducked to safety thankfully and you held your breath.

“You did this” the suspect yelled.

“You took her away from me!” You frowned at those words.

“Who?” You asked.

“Her former partner” the officer said showing you. A young woman by the name of Lila she was in the army also before she was injured badly by Gen, they couldn’t save her.

“Now you’ll all pay!” She practically roared her words. You thought for a bit going through scenarios before coming up with a dangerous one.

“Gen!” You called as Hank stared at you.

“Whose that?!” The woman snapped.

“My names Y/n!” You called back.

“Show yourself!” She yelled.

“Don’t shoot me” you said slowly standing. Connor and Hank both stared at you, Hank glared trying to get you to stop.

“Can we talk?” You asked.

“Let me see you” she said.

“Don’t shoot” you begged slightly. You slowly walked out hands up, you were shaking as she aimed her gun at you. She didn’t shoot thankfully, she had a rage in her eyes a poor woman in her grasp.

“What’s going on Gen?” You asked carefully.

“Why’re hurting people?” You added.

“You’ve killed three already” you continued and she snarled almost.

“They deserved it” she snapped.

“Why?” You asked.

“Because!” She yelled.

“Because why Gen?” You pressed.

“You don’t know these people, they don’t know you” you stepped closer slowly with your words.

“You’ve killed them, hurt their families” you took another step.

“They took everything from me!” She yelled and you stopped.

“Who? Mason? Fae?” They didn’t know you Gen” you said and she faltered. She’s gone into some kind of raging episode.

“They didn’t know Lila either” she gripped her gun and pointed it at you again.

“That’s who’s it about isn’t it?” You asked.

“Your omega” you said she shifted.

“You hurt your omega in the army, they couldn’t save her” she flinched at your words.

“You can save these people though” you said glancing to the woman.

“She’s done nothing” you said softly, you saw her grip loosen and the woman went free to the man in the corner. She lowered her gun before aiming it again determined.

“What would Lila want?” You questioned and she flinched again.

“What if she saw you here? What would she say?” You pressed hitting the nerve.

“She hated my anger” Gen muttered.

“I- I was unstable” Gen added. Her gun was pointed at the ground now.

“She was scared of me” she whispered. A shot went off and she fell to the floor groaning. Officers flooded in a cuffed her and helped the other two. You took a deep breath in and watched before someone tugged you. You turned to Hank who pulled you close, gripping you tightly. You held him back as Connor came over too.

“You fool” Hank muttered letting you go to Connor. Connor had a gunshot in his arm but he still held you. Hank kept his hand on your shoulder as he sighed.

“You’re wounded” you said gently laying a hand over the gunshot.

“I’ll be fine” Connor said smiling slightly.

“I’ll return to cyberlife tonight to get repaired and-“ Connor stopped and Hank frowned. You knew what he meant but maybe Hank didn’t.

“And?” Hank said.

“Nothing Lieutenant” Connor dismissed and you blinked a few times, why didn’t he want Hank to know?

“I have to leave now” Connor said and you nodded.

“Don’t get yourself shot again” Hank sighed bringing him into a hug. You smiled as Connor nuzzled in a bit, he was slowly learning. You gave him a hug also before he left.

“Since when did he become secretive?” Hank asked frowning.

“I don’t know” you shrugged. You were debating on telling him, but it was possibly a surprise maybe, you didn’t want to ruin it for Connor.

At the interrogation room you watched through the glass. She wasn’t speaking, she just glared at the table. You were twisting in your chair slightly getting annoyed and bored by the silence. Hank sat by you, elbows on the desk as he watched also.

“So now what?” Reed asked behind you both.

“We try again” you said.

“It’s clear she isn’t talking” Reed scoffed.

“And it’s clear you aren’t helping” you bit back. You heard Reed move like he wanted to turn you around and mouth off.

“You do that and ill shoot you” Hank had aimed a gun at Reed. You looked in surprise as did the other officer.

“Get out” Hank said and the man grumbled but left. Hank out his gun away and continued his prisoner watching.

“You say nothing of that” Hank said to the officer who nodded slightly scared.

“I’m gonna go in” you said standing up with a sigh. Hank grabbed your wrist though an unsure look on his face. You gave him a small smile and nodded. He sighed letting you go, you walked out and in to the interrogation room. Your nose scrunched up at the horrid scent she was giving off.

“Hi Gen” you said as you sat down. She looked up for once, you froze a bit as she stared you down.

“You remember me?” You asked and she nodded.

“Y/n” she muttered and you nodded.

“Yep” you confirmed opening her file.

“Gen, you have no connections with these people” you said showing her pictures of her victims.

“Did you know them outside of the club?” You asked and she shook her head.

“Did they say something?” You tilted your head slightly, but she shook her head again.

“Do something?” You added and she still shook her head.

“What was the reason Gen? I need a confession” you sighed leaning against the table.

“You smell like an alpha and an android” she said making a disgusted face.

“I was in the room with them” you said confused.

“They’re my partners, we work together here” you added.

“You shot the android, his name is Connor” you tried making conversation.

“Felt good” she hummed and you clenched your jaw. You glared slightly before controlling yourself. She was looking at you when you looked back up, her eyes trailing over your top half.

“You’re not taken” she said and you frowned.

“Taken?” You asked.

“Claimed” you blinked at her words a light flush on your cheeks.

“No” you said.

“Omegas are supposed to be submissive, do what we alphas want” she taunted.

“I do what I want” you fought back calmly.

“You’re going off trail” you said going through her file again.

“When I had Lila she never listened to me” you stopped your movements at her words.

“Made me so angry that she thought she could do what she liked” she stared off and your jaw clenched.

“So I punished her” you froze.

“Like I did those other two” you glanced to the mirror body trembling slightly.

“They didn’t listen” her voice was dark as she spoke and your stomach twisted.

“So I killed them” she confessed. You only nodded and closed the file on the table.

You didn’t say anything as you left the room quickly. You shuddered slightly her voice, her aura was so dark and terrifying.

“You ok?” Hank had come out also and stood by you.

“Yeah, she just” you shuddered shaking your head.

“Yep” he sighed.

“Come on” he muttered as you headed back to your desks.

After filling out the required paperwork you both headed out, you were tired and done for the night.

You dropped Hank off, pulling into his driveway and parking.

“You gonna be ok?” You asked worried.

“You gonna believe me if I said yes?” He looked smirking to you and you shook your head.

“Exactly” he said getting out.

“Y/n” you frowned as he leant down and called you.

“That meant come in” he cocked his head to the door. You flushed muttering an oh as you fumbled with your keys and seatbelt. You heard him chuckle as you finally got out and locked your car.

You followed him inside, Sumo bounding over quickly.

“Hi!” you said giving him lots of pets. He soaked up the attention before going to lie down again. Hank sighed as he went to the kitchen.

“You want something to drink?” he asked and you gave him a frown.

“Juice? A soda?” he questioned and you kept your frown on.

“Water?” he said confused.

“A juice please,” you said and he nodded.

He got out some juice and poured you both a glass. You leant against the counter and took a sip. Thank drank it in one go sighing afterwards.

You took your time looking at his messy table.

“I’m sorry” he said and you frowned.

“What for?” You asked putting your drink on the counter.

“Yesterday” he muttered.

“You already apologised” you said.

“Yeah, just” he sighed.

“I don’t know what to do either, I’m new to all this” you shrugged.

“Doesn’t give me an excuse to go drink and be an asshole” he sighed.

“Well no, but-“ you struggled with words.

“Look we all get overwhelmed sometimes” you said and he scoffed softly nodding.

“Can say that again” he muttered. He leant against the counter too, arms crossed over his chest as he looked to the floor. You moved and he frowned eyes meeting yours as you stood in front of him. Your legs had moved on their own as you looked to him. He kept your gaze and you flushed as he smirked and leant down. You met him and leant up to press your lips to his a little to eagerly. You wrapped your arms around his neck and pressed yourself against him. He made a small noise of satisfaction in your mouth before turning you around. He lifted you into the counter and stood between your legs. He kept kissing you eagerly hands on your thighs.

You had to pull back for air, he panted also as you leant your forehead against his. He sighed kissing you again and you smiled. He deepened the kiss hands clenching your flesh. You made a small noise and he urged more. He pulled back though slowly a curse leaving his lips.

“When the fuck is he getting out of that damn factory” Hank said and you laughed.

“He said tomorrow” you said hands hanging around his neck.

“He’s an asshole” Hank muttered kissing you again.

“He got shot” you said between kisses.

“That makes him more of an asshole” Hank said and you laughed shaking your head.

“You love him” you chuckled and he smiled nodding. You let out a yawn and sighed afterwards.

“Come on” Hank said gently tugging you off the counter.

“Bed time for you” he smirked leading you to his bedroom.

“And you” you fought as he turned his light on. You kicked your shoes off along with your socks and kept them I’m by the door, you laid your phone on his side table.

“I gotta use the bathroom real quick” you said and Hank hummed.

After you used the bathroom you came back to a semi naked Hank. His shirt was off and he wore plain black pants. You stared at his back as he fiddled with something on his shirt. You were surprised by his muscles, though they were only just defined. He had a few scars too, probably from work. You walked up to him and gently ran a finger over one. He tensed before relaxing again as you gently traced his back. He turned around slowly and you met his eyes. You looked down his chest he was wide in the shoulders, defined chest and stomach, he was built big. You laid a hand on his chest just over his head. You gently ran your hand through the hairs a small smile on your face at the feeling. You could feel his heart pounding in his chest and you finally looked back up to him. You smiled softly and left him there to go lie down. You smirked as he stood frozen for a while before also going to the bed and lying down.

“Night Hank” you said softly as the lights went out.

“Goodnight” he said after some time. You rolled over an sighed tugging the blanket closer. You felt him shuffle behind you before you finally felt him press against you. You smiled shuffling back slightly and held his hand as it slid across your stomach. You felt his breath hit the back of your neck, his nose gently resting on the back of your head.

You fell asleep safe and comfortable, a smile on your face.

[silvermahogany]

Talking about a few songs I associate with my favourite aonoex characters bc i enjoy shoving my music taste in people's faces and analysing the shit out of nothing <3

Recent chapter spoiler warning lessgo, also mentions of suicide tw

THE MAIN MANS HIMSELF

Still feel - Half•Alive

"I am not a slave, so pick me from the dark and pull me from the grave"

In my mind, this is his themesong without a doubt. Its reached the point where wherever i hear it it makes me really happy because I associate it with him so strongly :,D might just be because I found it while getting back into the fandom when Ren was kinda transitioning to my favourite so they came up together but either way, absolute banger. The bit at the end when everything drops and the lead singer belts his heart out, I always love to picture Ren doing the same in the illuminati uniform with Yamatanka building around him and I've never wanted to learn how to animate more in my life cause my GOD he's so cool.

My favourite song for my favourite character <3

Preach - Saint Motel

"Oh im down on my knees, mercy"

Its so happy and bouncy?? And the vibes are immaculate?? Matches well with the themes of religion as well, this one definitely shows his flirty loverboy side more, it gives the impression of some lovestruck idiot stumbling over himself every time his crush does anything and honestly, sounds like something he'd do. Good song makes me go :))))

Your Love (Deja Vu) - Glass Animals

"You eat us up, you live like you're on camera"

I feel like this one captures his spy side a little more than the others. The lower notes in the main verses give a secretive feel, like he's halfway through a mission and trying trying stay silent. But it's also flirty in a more smooth way than wholesome crushes like the rest. The lead singer has such a gorgeous voice too i'll praise glass animals until the day i die 🥺🥺 God tier song god tier vibe 1000000/10

Do It All The Time - IDKHOWBUTTHEYFOUNDME

"Now we're so young but we're probably gonna die, it's so fun we're so good at selling lies"

Now THIS is a song for a spy working for a secret deadly organisation, all about world domination and having a great time doing it. Renzou is a free spirit and loves the freedom of his job, and this song really captures that for me. He knows he's in danger, but he's living his best life and he's having a great time doing it baybeeee B)))

Sweet Talk - Saint Motel

"You could yell 'piss off won't you stay away!' And still be sweet talk to my ears"

Ren is a persistent little shit when it comes comes crushes and this song shows it, a song about a guy who's so infatuated he doesn't care if he's hated or laughed at, he just loves hearing their voice. I see this as a bit of a yukishima anthem tbh, I feel like in the early stages of their relationship it would be pretty one sided with Shima trying to win him over and Yukio shutting him down so this matches that pretty well :>

Cant go five minutes without talking about them can i-

Honourable mentions-

Talk too much - COIN - very flirty and cheesy considered it as his themesong for a while

Toxic - Britney Spears - self explanatory :)

Razzmatazz - IDKHBTFM - everything they make shows his spy side imo, good for daydreaming

Van horn - Saint Motel -honestly anything by Saint Motel or Half•Alive reminds me of him, great bands :D

YUKIO MY BELOVED

Yukio was weirdly a lot harder for me to find songs for. For Renzou i have a giant playlist I add to over time, supreme comfort playlist egegegeheh, but Yukio's is a lot shorter for some reason. I guess his vibe is a little difficult to get down but a while scrolling through my main playlist and I think I have a decent few that at least match his character development and plotline.

Stressed Out - Twenty one Pilots

"Out of student loans and treehouse homes we all would take the latter"

Pretty self explanatory really, mans was forced to grow up and mature way faster than he shouldve had to, having a high stress job by the age of 13 studying for two meister all while studying to be a normal doctor as well. Not much of a surprise he has so many mental issues by the beginning of the story. I dont listen to much TOP but the few songs I know seem to fit Yukio pretty nicely :)

Oh Klahoma - Jack Stauber

"Those aren't meant to bend, no those arent meant to bend"

Another song based on depression, but with a much quieter feel, much lower energy. I feel like this one more links to his tendencies of delf destruction, and how alone he feels as he faces his battle. Like he's singing into the void hoping for something to reply, but nothing will. Man :(

The Fall - Half•Alive

"I'd jump off and into your arms but i cant trust the fall"

I feel like this one highlight his story to Rin in a really realistic way. Yukio has a good heart, he's kind and wants to love his brother and open up to him he wants to get better. But he's so deep in his pit of depression and conflicting feelings over his brother that he can't bring himself to, he sees no way out. God I wanna write an analysis on his character so bAD-

Baby Hotline - Jack Stauber

"Numb, I've been burning with haste and I'm realising now it's a terrible waste"

We just keep getting darker huh, didn't pick very pleasant tunes for this boy did I. A bouncy, happy song about a girl calling a suicide hotline, lovely. But i feel like it describes his mental state pretty well, outside he seems ok. Sure Rin picks up that somethings off, but once Yukio assures him he doesnt really persist above asking him a couple times. But below the facade he's really reaching his breaking point, and I love how this song contrasts those two tones in a scarily natural way. Absolute banger

Fireflies - Gorillaz

"And if you say goodbye too many times, the sentinels will find me and switch me off this time"

One of my absolute favourite Gorillaz songs by far. The melody is so gorgeous, melancholic in the best kind of way. For Yukio I feel like it signifies how trapped he feels as Satan's son, he's hit his lowest point and he doesnt know how to start moving back up. But the song also has a hopeful feel to it, as if even though he feels lost, he will get better. In the recent chapters we see a moment of reconciliation between Yukio and the people around him, with Suguro forgiving him and tye two brothers finally getting a chance to to things out. Before everything went to shit lmaoo. But with that i really hope that after all the fighting is done, Yukio will finally get the chance to see how bad things have gotten, and reach out to get better. And this song shows that for me :D

Honourable mentions!!

Creature - Half•Alive - the first song I ever added to his playlist, there for sentimentality tbh

Cane shuga - Glass Animals - the plonky noises make the happy chemical go buckwild, not sure why it reminds me of him it just kinda does really

I Earn My Life - Lemon Demon - mans is overworked give him a break :( ngl i don't associate it with him much but i wanted to edge a lemon demon song in somewhere-

Dead inside - Younger Hunger - whenever I hear this I always imagine a really cool animation of him and it always plays out the same way and MAN I wanna animate so baDD

Absolute wordvomit woohoo, hypervocused on this instead if doing the assignment due this evening I'm a fantastic student. This was kinda fun tho!!! I might do other characters at somepoint, these guys are my favourites but i have a bunch of playlists for other characters like Amaimon and Shura, recommendations are welcome too!!

[spacesuitsforemergency]

Hello Ioanna, can you write a fluff and self indulgent one-shot with this prompt Jaime Reyes x reader « I can’t count on much in this crazy world, but I can always count on you. »

A/N: it’s more of a Drabble, sorry if it’s not what you wanted! I’m a little new to sentence prompts!

“Hello?” Jaime answered his phone after it started to ring for the 3rd time, distracted by the video game he was playing.

“I need you to come get me please.” He heard your timid voice, and he immediately became worried, dropping his controller and taking his headphones off all the way.

“What’s the matter? What’s wrong? Are you okay? You’re not hurt right? Where are you?” He asked desperately.

“Jaime! Calm down, I just don’t have a ride back home. F/N dragged me to that party I told you about but I can’t find them.” You explain calmly.

“Oh, okay. Yeah, text me the address, okay, cariña/o?” He said as he grabbed a hoodie and rugged it on.

“Thank you, Jaime.” You sigh in relief.

He hung up, now hearing incoherent yelling coming from his headsets. He raises one to his ear, holding the mic in his other hand.

“DUDE THANKS A LOT WE JUST DIED WHERE THE HELL DID YOU GO JAIME IM GONNA-“

“Tye! Take a breath, would ya, hermano? Jeez, I was just answering a call.” Jaime tried to calm his friend.

“DUDE WE’RE DEAD WE WERE ALMOST THERE!” Tye snapped at him.

“I’m outta here.” Jaime shook his head.

“YOU PRESS THAT OFF BUTTON I WILL DRIVE MY ASS TO YOUR HOUSE AND PERSONALLY SHOVE MY FIST DOWN YOUR THROAT JAIME REY-“

Jaime pressed the off button.

He rushed downstairs and let his parents know he was leaving, graves his keys then got in the car. He drove to the address you sent him, seeing you standing on the side of the street, weary of some dudes cat calling you from the porch of the house. You felt relief wash over you when you finally saw his car pull up, after wha felt like hours. You jump into the passenger seat, leaning over the center console to hug him.

“Thank you.” You press a kiss to his cheek.

“You’re okay right? Those hijo de puta’s didn’t hurt you, right?” He looked past you at the guys still grinning sleazily at you.

“Come on, just drive.” You cringe as one of them winks at you, shoving Jaime back in his seat when he moved to get out of the car. “Jaime Reyes if you get out of this car...” you warn him.

He complies with your pleas, hitting the gas and driving away from the overbearing atmosphere. He was surprised your friend convinced you to go to the party, since you were pretty quiet and shy like he was. Parties weren’t really either of your things, you preferred to just stay in.

“Thank you for getting me. I can’t believe he/she ditched me.” You say as he reaches over and intertwines your fingers with his.

“Of course, corazon. What kind of boyfriend would I be to just leave you hanging?” He squeezed your hand lightly.

“Seriously, thank you.” You chuckle. “I can’t count on much in this crazy world, but I can always count on you.”

He smiled at you, and kissed you softly when he got to a red light. He rests his forehead against yours for a moment, before the person behind honks at him to move when the light turned green. You giggle as he curses in Spanish under his breath, moving forward again.

“Well, since I’m so reliable, I think you owe me a favor.” He grinned cheekily.

“Oh? And what would that be?” You raise an eyebrow and laugh.

“Well, my dear friend Tye is going to, and I quote, ‘drive his ass to my house and personally shove his fist down my throat’.” He recited his friends words.

“Okay...and...what do you want me to do about that?” You tease him.

“Protect me!” He shouted, playfully of course. “He will do it, he’s stubborn like that.“

“Don’t worry, I’ll beat him up for you.” You giggle, lifting your hands and kissing him on his knuckles. It always made him blush when you did that, and blush he did.

[tomdiddlyumptious]

HEY ANON WHO SENT THIS, I COULD DO EVERYTHING BUT THE SMUT BECAUSE I NEED TO READ INTO IT AND LEARN SOMEMORE, I JUST REPLACED IT WITH CUDDLING!

Warnings: language, arguing? A lil violence to your wrist, weave grabbing and bodyguard running! NOT PROOF READ OR BOLD, IM JUST KINDA LAZY TODAY!

A/n: oh god what did I just write?

T.H| You Shouldn’t Go Out Anymore

We all know he is gonna feel some fuckin way y/n, don’t fight it” your friend said, sipping her cherrie slurpie after you all left the club.

“Well I don’t know what to say, I was fucking around with anyone I was just handlin my own” you let out a ‘tuh’ as you looked out the window.

“This is a man? You have been out since what? 6” your gay best friend stated, handing you your Reese’s as you only rolled your eyes.

“This is your stop, good luck babe, although you can most definitely handle your own” you opened the door as she pulled up, grabbing your stuff and hopped out the door, big ass mistake. You didn’t fall but your knees didn’t agree with you.

As your friends laughed you flipped them off and closed the door, fixing your purse as your heels clanked against the stone, you walked up to the door step, grabbing your keys and putting them in the door, before you could twist it was already opened by you great full.... angry? Boyfriend.

You jerked your head at him and came in the house, taking off your heels and going into your shared room, throwing them in the closet.

“Where’d you go?” He asked from the kitchen, soon angrily coming into the bedroom. “I got caught up in some traffic” “bullshit, where did you go?” “To the club? Why else am I wearing this?” “Why is your hair fucked up?” He asked, looking at your figure. You shrugged “I have no idea” you bit your lip as you walked up to the mirror attached to the closet, trying to unzip yourself. He stood there watching you with his jaw clenched, you could see him but you tried to ignore it your best, it wasn’t happening.

“Thomas what the fuck is your problem?” “My problem? Why are you out so fucking late!?” He raised his voice. “Why? I’m here aren’t I!” You yell back. “Why are you avoiding the fucking question, you fucking cheated didn’t you? Your a fucking slob” “A slob?” You cock your head at him, furrowing your eyebrows. “I AM SOBERRRR!” you yell at him, he only ignores you so you dance around him yelling “soberrrr! I am so soberrrr! What’s 2x2? Fourrrrr”. “Can you be serious for two minutes?” “Not when you don’t know what your fucking talking about, wanna know why I was really late?” You snapped back and he only nodded, you threw the Reese’s at his face “maybe I should’ve cheated on yo dumbass” “fuck you!”

“Haven’t you already? Unzip me” his face all scrunched as he walked up and unzipped you, you turning around and his face so close to your own “I went to the fucking store Thomas, they don’t sell snacks at the club” “did you drink at all?” “No thomas, there was just an achol free club where we all sing Barney, I love you, you love me” you smile, tilting your head to the side. “Well I’ve been sitting in this bed waiting for you” “then wait some more baby, wait some more” he grabbed your wrist pulling you closer, him towering you “look smartass, if you want to go bloody fuck around you can, just stay away from me, you don’t answer your phone, you stay out late, you have the fucking audacity to come home and try to talk to me as if I did something wrong?”

“No I’m actually talking to you like your dumb, because you are, get out of me!” You snatch your wrist back “next time you touch me I swear to god I will punch you square in yo fucking face” you take off your dress and grab your suit case, rubbing your wrist because it hurt, like hell. You know he wouldn’t ever hurt you and maybe he was caught in the moment but you were pissed. You took out all of your clothes and threw them on the side of your bed.

“Where are you going? You don’t have anywhere to go” Tom said, grabbing the clothes on the hangers and putting them back up. “Thomas put my shit down” and one thing you both knew, it is your shit, you bought it because you aren’t one of those types for when the time comes he takes everything that he bought for you.

He hesitated before he put it back on the bed “you aren’t leaving me” “I make my own decisions” you started to fold up your clothes as Thomas left, walking into the livingroom taking in what all happened.

You walked up to the door and slammed it, hissing in pain from the slight sting in your wrist, you only pushed yourself more by folding everything and throwing it in your suit case.

You set it next to the door and sat on the bed “fuck” you whispered to yourself thumbs on your temples and your hands rested on your eyebrows. it isn’t your fucking fault at all and you needed to know that but right now you’ve never ever had these kinds of fights with Tom, it was just about dinner or something petty. You ended up falling asleep.

You woke up and found yourself in the messy bedroom, hangers everywhere and suit case still next to the door. You grabbed your phone from your purse that was also on the floor, calling your friend, Imani.

“Yes” she said, you only bit your lip. “We had a fight” you went to the bathroom and grabbed a towel, “I know” “how?” “It’s Thomas, and your sarcastic as hell” “well I’m leaving” “the house or the man?” “havent talked about it yet” “well you should, I got to go, text me the apartment though” you let out a hum and hung up, turning on the shower to a warm feeling.

You got dressed and flat ironed your hair sitting on your fluffy pink chair that matched your marble vanity. Then he walked in “hey” he whispered. “Hi” you said back, taking out the last section. “Are we like... not together anymore?” He asked, sitting on the bed watching you. “A break” you said, turning back to him as he nodded. “Can I ask why your doing your hair” “no Tom” “okay” his lips in a thin line.

You unpacked your stuff, getting comfy in your new but not replaced home. You were gonna move in with one of your friends at first but them you knew you wanted some alone time for yourself, you scrolled through your explore page on Instagram- stacked with zodiac signs and Evan peters, skinny girls in bikinis, generic ones.

As you scrolled through you thought ‘maybe I should- nah’ you looked in the closet looking at the small bikinis and the tight skirts and tube tops. Sooner or later the door opened revealing-

“Tye? What are you doing here?” You asked, your gay best friend entering. “I’m not the only one, and don’t come over here talking to me like I’m the enemy” “shut up” you stood up and gave him a hug, soon revealing Imani also. “You know for a fact that we was comin over, yo hair is poppin” she said “stiff where?” You shook it, silky.

Over the few days that you’ve been alone Toms been doing actually pretty well, he did miss you of course but he also did freak out and get mad that you weren’t accepting his calls, he didn’t know if you were safe until-

“Stop!” You laughed, currently in the Pool with the most smallest bikini EVER- the hot red just making your skin shine, your hair done, sunglasses on, teeth white, feet done nails done, okay? Everything is done, by your wallet to.

Tye and his muscular lil boo, throwing pretzels at you. “Have fun!” Ray said, “we didn’t take you here for no reason” Tye added both of them sitting down in the seats while you were in the pool, leaning your elbows on the brim “I know!” You lift yourself up, little did you know Imani was taking pictures of you, from behind of course, your ass the main course of the picture, everything about you was just so sexy, like you had a magnet on you that everybody needs to be attached to, but luckily that was Thomas. Did I mention it was a public pool? “Look at Jesus, he’s starring at you” everyone grabbed there black tinted sunglasses, making sure nobody could see yours and your friends eyes you looked. “Sexy” ray said, “nice and hairy, it’s time for a grown man y/n” Imani said, basically dissing Tom because it doesn’t look like he has any hair on his body ‘golden beauty’ as he’d call it.

“I don’t know, what if he’s like a hobo or something?” You said, coming up to Tye and laying down between his legs, resting your head on his pec. “Your right, he might be hairy in the business to” ray commented, making everyone laugh as Tye played with your hair. You smacked your lips as ray took out his phone “stoppp!” You said, knowing what he is doing to embarrass you, he made a boomerang of him zooming in on Jesus, but acting like he was recording himself. He labels it “JESUS?” and posted, making everyone else but you repost it on their story. “Y’all do to much” you sigh, rubbing your forehead.

“What the fuck is this? Jesus?” Tom said, sipping his beer. Looking at Harrison who is trying to hold on a laugh “you might have to fuck some since into her if ya know what I mean” a chuckle leaving his lips. “She isn’t fucking around, just leave her be” Harry rolled his eyes, all Tom was doing is looking at him phone, every, single, day. “You think she likes him? Or might have sex with him?” “You are literally so bloody annoying, what do you think?” Haz glares at him. “Well I don’t know! Fuck! She wouldn’t” Tom didn’t even wanna think about it, having another hand on your neck, hearing you moan someone else’s name, opening your legs for someone else.

“Might wanna check her profile” Harrison shrugs, Tom nods and checks it, clicking on your story and finding you say “hallelujah” while your laying on someone, a chest. You soon flip the camera “put your legs down!” You slap them, making whoever it is chuckle, you zoom in on Jesus and end up getting caught, your phone drops as the story ends.

“Your fucked” Harry laughed “shut up!” Tom said, throwing the bottle cap at him.

“No this didn’t happen, I don’t believe it” you hide in tyes chest while everyone laughs at you “stopppppp!” You whine.

You smiled as you got in your tight dress, orange and spaghetti strapped that shows a bit of your side boob, you wore thigh high black boots, your hair flat ironed again, inches inches inches, lace front, lace front, lace front, Self love yeah? You put on your dangle earrings, lipgloss eyelashes just lookin so pretty.

“You ready?” Ray asked, coming in with his loose oversized shirt and jean shorts, converse, he looked good of course but never over top, it isn’t his thing. Tye on the other hand came with a black loose unbuttoned loose shirt and black dress pants, a new pair a j’s wouldn’t hurt anybody right?

Imani didn’t like dressing up so she came with a yellow ripped crop top and black cargos with some combat boots everyone’s hair done.

No drinking and driving, you all had money of course and you were planning on just taking care of yourself, so when you got there you just went to the bar.

Of course a lot of eyes were on you, all races all genders, but you could care less. “One shot of-“ “a Shirley temple, get this fine young lady a Shirley temple” Tye said, “we don’t need you losing your mind in here, y/n” “whatever but yes please”

“Of course gorgeous” the waiter winked at you. “Ooo” Tye said making you slap his arm “where is Imani and ray?” You asked Tye, he only pointed at the dance floor, the shoes helping both of them dance better.

“You should dance” “you and I both know I look like I’m getting electrocuted” he laughed as you got your drink, taking the straw and sipping it. “Can’t we like get a table or something?” You asked, Tye nodding and asking you to step forward, a gentle hand behind your back trying to keep the drunkies away.

About an hour in is when Imani started to party “IMANIS A LESBIAN?” you shouted, only enough for you, ray, and the to hear as they eye her on the dance floor. “Aw shit, here we go again” “private story activated” Imani just making out with the girl non stop.

“Oh fuck- we need to save her!” You say, watching as they giggle and record her. “Let her have her fun, she will just wake up in another girls bed and be happy” “she looks like she has an std” “how?” “She’s way to pretty” you laugh at tye “AH- HAIR PULLING? OH MY” “BAHAHAHA” you all scream laughing, Imani must of pulled to tight because that lace came off, as Imani pulled away and looked at her her eyes got bigger, she slowly lifted the lace compared to her head, “oh my fuckin god she’s gonna do it” “no she isn’t” “yes, yes she is” she ran off.

The lace in the air as she disappeared like a magician “OH MY FUCKING GOD” Tye posted it, you instantly took out your phone, biting your lip and seeing the missed calls, but ignoring it and opening Instagram, finding tyes private story and posting the post on your own.

“That’s sad, I feel bad for the girl” ray said, holding in his laughs as he looked at the and started cracking up. “We should’ve saved her-“ you got caught by heavy breathing “what the hell happened?” “Sis, you drunk forreal” you only shook your head “yo hair is lookin mad frizzy, let’s go sneak somewhere” you say getting up. “Look at y/n, sober but crazy” “shut the fuck up” you leaded them into this little space where the hallway is, not supposed to be there but fuck it. You found an iron “let’s get you back on track” you say, plugging in the iron “girl no” “it’s going to help” “that is hella ghetto” “you hair is lookin hella ghetto” as it got done heating up she took out her phone “look at her” “I’m making your hair look good, the fuck you expect? Hermiones bag so I can pull out a flat iron?” You picked up the iron and took her hair making the part straight first before pressing down. “Why y’all laughing?” You say looking at Tye and ray giggling in the background “you hookin her up that’s- that’s a good friend” and just like that, POW, her lace was lookin fresh.

“Now that we are here should we take some pictures?” Tye asked, everyone nodding as you set up your phone against the wall, everyone posing, you squatting, ray laying across all of you infront, imanis tongue out and Tye throwing up the finger, it went on for a while so the laughs were covered by the bodyguard walking in. “ Oop” “RUN!” Ray yelled, how the hell is you finna run in heels? Ray the fastest, Tye behind, Imani after him and you trying not to roll your ankles. “Get back here!” You don’t even now how but you made it infront of everyone, leaving them eating your dirt as you went to the exit “HURRY UP!” you yell “WE ARE FUCKIN TRYING! HOW THE HELL YOU RUNNIN?” Tye yelled, you opened the door everyone running out and you know behind them, the big ass guard almost catching you but you locked and shut the door, giving blowjobs did give you some extra skills.

You all ran to the car, hot and sweaty “I GOT IT ON RECORDD” Imani yelled making you all laugh. “You a real dumbass” you said, ray starting the car as everyone’s breath was heavy. You pulled out your phone on live, a lot of people entering “bitch we made it out!” “Sure did!” You switched the phone to behind the camera revealing ray and Tye in the front seat. “It was a crazy ass night” “I’m ready to take a fat ass nap” Tye joked. “Shit forreal, my piggies is killin me” you say giving your phone to Imani as you took off your heels. “Hold up- look at this” she said, putting her phone under yours showing your fans all y’all runnin and the big ass bodyguard getting dusted.

You sighed as you laid on your bed, already missing the night and taking off your dress after posting the pictures, which had the bodyguard in the back.

Buzz buzz

You saw the caller ID and huffed, rolling your eyes and leaving you in only your panties.

“She still won’t answer” Tom sighed. “Well did you expect her to? She just ran away from a bloody bodyguard she might be tired” haz said making a point. Tom only nodded his head looking at your recent pictures from the past few days, big pearly whites everywhere, ass boobs everywhere, just you everywhere. “Fuck it, I’ve called her and called her, I’m going over” “go ahead we aren’t stopping you” Harry shrugged “it might just be the best option” Sam nodded.

You turned on Cartoon Network but adult swim was playing, Robot chicken which actually scared the shit out of you. You heard a knock on the door, you mentally screamed and got up, going to your door but covering your boobs before answering the door.

“How did you find me” “I guess you could say your friends miss us together” Tom simply said, now looking down at your figure “is someone in here?!” He asked, voice slightly raised. “No thomas, come in!” You snatch him by his arm, he steps in and you close the door, not holding your boobs anymore you go to your room.

He follows you in your room, watching you as you put almost shirt. “You looked good tonight” “you were watching me huh?” He only walked up behind you taking the back of your neck and bending you over on the bed , pressing his self on you and reaching over to whisper in your ear “I guess” he pressed kisses to your neck, soft delicate ones as the coldness of his ring digging in your colored skin.

“Thomas what do you want?” You ask, clearly annoyed. His movements stuttered as he just sat on the bed, you stood back up straight and put on your shirt to sit next to him. He looks at you then down at the hardwood floor “I miss you” “and that was your way of showing me? You miss me or my body?” “I miss all of it” you put your legs up to your chest. “Really?”

“Yeah” he nods, turning to you “can I?” He asked and you nodded, he pulled you into a hug. “I love you and I was worried about you honestly, I have no idea what happened to me that night, I guess I was trying to hide me being vunrable” he whispered, your head on his shoulder as he speaked to you.

“Well I was just hungry ya know” you chuckle, making him let out a distant laugh. “I-yeah, it was a good chocolate” “you ate it?” “Yes I did” you both laugh. “But I seriously want to apologize, I don’t own you and you don’t deserve to be treated that way, at all. I love you, y/n” he whispered, taking your hand and playing with your fingers.

“I love you too” you look at him and he smiles, kissing your forehead to your nose and down to your lips. “Can we-“ “I’m tired, can we just lay down?” “Of course darling”. He helped you get rid of your makeup and you both laced down, both of you only on your underwear and your tops exposed, skin to skin as you both just admired each other, taking in each other’s scent and pressing kisses randomly as the tv ran in the livingroom.

[sanami-love]

Slow and Steady

Alright, so I decided to write a Sanji x Nami fanfiction. If you guys like it I’ll continue the story. As the name suggests, this is gonna be a slow burn kind of story. However, it will likely eventually turn into smut lol I hope you guys like it! Im open to contructive criticism. I haven’t written anything in 7 years. They also might be a bit OOC. The last fanfic I wrote was when I was 16 for a completely different fandom. I may also change the title later on, and I’ll be uploading this to fanfiction.net later. Anyways, here you go! 

Waves crashed loudly against the bow of the Sunny. It was a starry cold night out on the seas of the Grand Line. Nami, being on watch for the night, sat wistfully peering over the seemingly black abyss of the sea, only illuminated by the moonlight.

She leaned over the crows nest, arms crossed and eyes half lidded, reflecting back on their time in Whole Cake. How they barely managed to escape with their lives intact, and just how much sheer luck played into their escape.

She had no idea how they managed to get out of there. The Yonko were no joke, clearly. Not as if any of their adventures had ever been easy, but this one was clearly took the cake for barely making it out alive.

Her thoughts were interrupted as she heard a faint creaking of a door opening and dim light pouring in from behind her. She peered over to see none other than the curly cook himself, carrying a platter of various fruits along with a fancy glass full of juice, adorned with tangerines on the edges.

"Nami-San~" he mouthed to her, waving and smiling. He couldn't call out to her, given it was so late into the night.

Nami smiled, waving back at him. Knowing that the fruit and juice were clearly meant for her. "He really can be such a sweetheart." She thought to herself. "Not that I'd ever tell him that." She mused, knowing full well how it would send him into full-blown tornado mode.

Sanji made his way up the ladder, balancing the plate and glass ever so diligently on top of his head as he climbed. Nami stifled a giggle, seeing how goofy he looked.

Finally reaching the nest, he took the plate and glass from his head and bowed to her, hand over his heart and eyes closed with a big grin.

"A late night snack, for our beautiful navigator." He stated suavely.

Nami smiled and rolled her eyes, taking the glass. Sanji placed the plate on top of stool.

"Thank you, Sanji-Kun." she said, taking a delighted sip of her juice. Freshly squeezed Mikan, straight from her tangerine trees. A taste she would never get tired of.

He smiled, always so happy to see her enjoying the confections he makes.

Looking closer at his face, she could tell he was rather worn out. Heavy lines beneath his eyes. Who could blame him after everything that went down in the past few days?

"If you'll excuse me, Nami-San." He stated, turning around to climb back down the ladder.

"Wait, Sanji-Kun." Nami stated. He peered back, a curious look in his eye.

"Would you like to stay for a while?" She asked, careful how she worded her request.

Sanji blinked, and then grinned. Little hearts starting to form out of the billowing smoke of his cigarette.

"I would love to accompany you, my lovely beautiful Nami-San!" Sanji exclaimed, still careful not to be too loud. Not that anyone could hear them from that high up, plus the sounds of the waves.

"Drop the flattery already." Nami said sternly. Still, she felt a warm pang in her heart as he said it.

"Alright, alright." He chuckled, leaning over the nests railing with her.

"If you dont mind me asking Nami-San, what's on your mind?" He asked, taking out his custom lighter and another cigarette.

She glanced over to him, raising an eyebrow. "What do you mean?" She asked. Had he been able to read her that easily?

"Well, you're leaned over staring off into the distance with a far-away look in your eyes. Somethings gotta be on your mind, right?" Sanji asked, lifting the cigarette to his lips and inhaling as the tiny flame touched the paper.

Nami sighed, fog lifting from the heat of her breath.  Of course he would notice. Observation Haki and all.

"We barely made it off of whole cake alive. It just bothers me to think that if even one small thing went wrong, we would all be at the mercy of a Yonko." She revealed, exasperation lining every word.

Sanji listened, opting not to interrupt her and fixating on her face as she spoke.

"And then there was how we almost lost you." Nami said, sorrow in her voice. Her lips tightened as she clenched her teeth slightly.

Sanji looked down, seeing the pained look on her face. "There it is again. The guilt.." He thought, chastising himself for the thousandth time that day for making his friends all worry and risk their lives to save him.

"Nami-San...I'm Sor-"

"Sanji-Kun, you dont need to apologize." Nami reiterated.  "I know you didn't really have a choice in the matter. We all know. All of us would've done the same thing you did had we been in your position." She stated.

Sanji cast his sight downward. He knew she was right. Hell, they already had a few friends try to sacrifice themselves to protect the rest of the crew. And she was one of them.

Sanji let out a huff of air, smiling weakly.

"I guess we're in the same boat, huh Nami-San?" he said, beginning to stare off into the distance just as she had.

"Well yeah, where do you think we are?" She joked, stretching her arms to gesture the entire ship.

Sanji laughed, breaking from his previous daze. "Oh yeah! I forgot! My bad." he joked.

They laughed together for a moment, and looked back out to sea. Not saying anything to each other for a few minutes. Just listening to the sounds of the waves.

Sanji stole glances at Nami, noting how she looked especially beautiful that night. Her hair glowing in the moonlight, how her eyes reflected their surroundings, how her breath left her lips and floated away into the chilly night air.

At this point, he was just gazing at her. Unable to keep a smile from forming on his lips. He couldn't bring himself to look away even if he tried.

Nami glanced over to him, noticing how he was practically looking into her soul. She felt her heart skip a beat as their eyes met. She managed to look away after a few seconds.

He felt as though his heart melted in those few seconds.

"...Hey, Sanji-Kun. Can I ask you a question?" Nami requested.

Sanji snapped out of his daze. "Y-yes Nami-san?" he managed to stutter out.

"When you were going to be married off to Pudding, we heard you turned her down because you still had adventures with us to go on. Is that true?" she probed.

Sanji raised an eyebrow. "Well, I didn't tell her that at all." he stated.  "But she's not entirely wrong."

Nami glared at him, just ever so slightly. "So does that mean that you did want to marry her?" she continued to probe.

Sanji huffed. "No, not in the slightest. Don't get me wrong, she was pretty and all, but I'd never want to marry anyone that I barely know." He asserted. "Especially if it's not even my own choice."

"So do you ever want to get married?" Nami inquired.

"Where is all this coming from?  Nami isn't normally the type to discuss anything like this." Sanji thought. Was she secretely a romantic just like him?

Taking in another lung-full of smoke, he exhaled.

"At some point, I do want to get married. But right now isn't the time. We still have way too many adventures to go on. Maybe some time after I find All Blue." Sanji said tiredly, trying not to think too hard on it.

Nami looked somewhat confused at the cook. What with all his proclamations of love, she'd assumed he'd be willing to tye the knot at any time. Only to find out they share common ground in that area as well.

"Well, I guess we really are in the same boat." she reiterated.

"Making the same joke twice, are we?" Sanji said, a smug look plastered on his face.

"Yeah, so what?" Nami retorted, playfully snatching his cigarette from his lips and taking in a lung-full of the smoke, looking him dead in the eye as she did so.

"N-Nami-San?!" Sanji exclaimed. His brain felt like it was malfunctioning.

He was somewhere between being worried for her health, and finding her smoking the cigarette he just had between his lips the sexiest thing he had ever seen.

Sanji gulped. "Its like an i-indirect k-kiss" he thought. With that realization, he clenched his nose between his thumb and index finger as hard as he could to keep most of his blood intact. Still not being able to keep some of it from leaking out.

Nami giggled watching him lose his mind over something so small. "You gonna be alright over there?" She teased at him, taking the stick from her lips to pop a tangerine slice into her mouth.

Sanji took a few deep breaths before he could speak again. "Nami-Saaan...Are you trying to kill me?" He whined. He could be sent into orbit via nosebleed if she kept this up.

"Hey, it's you're own fault for being such a pervert." Nami said bluntly.

Sanji sighed. "Oi. For one, I've been like this for as long as I can remember. Two, if you wanted a cigarette you could've just asked." He said taking out another to replace the one she stole.

"Now that I think of it, his brother's were the exact same way. Maybe it really isn't entirely his fault" Nami thought. She wasn't about to give him any slack though.

She turns to face him and points the stick towards him.

"You know I can't just ask for things. I have to steal them. I am a thief afterall." She stated.

"That's our Nami-San" Sanji said, smiling as he lit up his third cigarette. "So uh, what exactly compelled you to try smoking?" He asked, still puzzled as to why she wanted to wreck her lungs as he had.

Nami smiled as a memory of Bellmere-San etched itself into her mind. She didn't normally speak so freely about her feelings, but she supposed she was feeling generous tonight. Either that, or it was just because of him.

"My mom used to be a chain smoker." She said, pausing as she wondered if she should continue. "Whenever I smell cigarette smoke, I get this calm feeling washing over me. It's not a good thing to be nostalgic over, but I dont care. It almost makes me feel as though she's still her with me." Nami said, a small smile on her face. "Other than that, I wanted to see what all the fuss was about." She finished.

Sanji studied her features as she spoke. He'd expected her to look more sad, however she wore a content smile. "Does that mean she feels relaxed around me?" A warm feeling spread through his chest at the thought.

"So, what do you think?" He inquired.

In response to his question she took another drag, wanting to be sure of her thoughts on it.

"Well, it tastes pretty terrible. But the taste of the fruit is sorta helping. Other than that, it feels very relaxing." She said, blowing more smoke out into the air.

"God she looks so beautiful.." He thought, admiring the way her lips pursed outward as she exhaled. He so badly wanted to tell her how gorgeous it made her look, abstaining only out of fear that she would send him away.

"Try not to start, alright? We don't need Chopper hounding both of us about it. Besides, if he sees you smoking I'll be the first one he comes after." Sanji stated, the image of a very angry Chopper towering over him in his "Heavy Point" form.

He made a good point. She recalled how Chopper would endlessly berate him for smoking during each physical.

"Yeah, it's definitely not worth it." She agreed, putting out the nearly finished cigarette.

"Definitely. Trust me, I wish I hadn't started but I'm already too far gone." Sanji said, remembering how he started smoking as a kid to try to look more mature. "I was such a dumb kid."

Nami glanced over his way, trying not to look too hard. He really was very handsome. He changed quite a bit in the two years they were separated. He was much more muscular, his jawline was more defined and his hair had gotten longer.

And his lips looked so soft.

She quickly realized she had been looking a little too long, as Sanji clearly noticed. A faint blush spread across her cheeks. She quickly looked away, but realized she had already been caught.

Sanji felt his breath hitch as he caught her eyes on him. With a look of what was clearly, unmistakably desire in her eyes.

Sanji was no idiot. He had always been extremely perceptive of other people's emotions. Changes in breathing, eye movement, muscle movement. He was able to read all of it with pinpoint accuracy. Even before honing his observation haki, his ability to read people and situations were always exceptional.

"At this point, I dont care if she hits me, or sends me off. It's my turn to tease her." He thought, approaching her with his newfound confidence.

He leaned over close to her ear, whispering in the sexiest tone he could muster:

"You know, Nami-San... I don't mind if you look. I enjoy having your eyes on me."

His voice set something off inside her. His breath tickled against her ear, feeling as if electricity had run down her spine. The faint pink blush she wore only a few seconds prior immediately turned scarlet.

She'd halfway had the urge to turn around and pretend like she hadn't been looking at all. But she knew that wouldn't work. Her reaction had been way too noticeable.

Nami turned towards him and looked into his deep blue eyes.

Sanji returned her stare. He quickly realized how close their faces were and felt his heartbeat speed up exponentially.

"Sanji-Kun...I need to ask you something." Nami said, still staring deeply into his soul.

"Y-Yes, Nami-San?" Sanji uttered, swallowing hard after. He could feel heat spreading across his own face.

She stayed silent for a moment, attempting to garner the confidence to ask.

"Do you think....you could ever love just one woman?" Nami asked, crossing her arms against herself.  She'd often found herself enjoying Sanji's advances, but didn't want to act on her desire up until recently.

Almost losing him made her realize just how much she felt for him. And it bothered her to no end. Sanji would swoon and fawn over every pretty woman he'd seen. She really didn't know if he could just love only one.

Sanji found himself floored at her question. He wondered if this was just another cruel dream he would eventually wake up from.

Still, dream or not, he still had to try.

"Nami-San...before I answer your question, I feel that I should clarify something to you." He said, looking into her eyes with hard conviction.

"I do swoon over women. However, I don't "love" them. It's just my way of showing my appreciation and respect for them, despite how ridiculous I may look. That aspect of me will never change" He explained. "But...when the woman I love returns my feelings, and accepts me as I am, then yes, I would devote myself to her." Sanji finished, never letting his gaze leave hers.

Nami saw not even a hint of dishonesty in his eyes, and felt nothing but relief wash over her.

"Now, Nami-San....I need to tell you something." Sanji said, breaking their gaze and taking a deep breath before taking her hand in his own and rejoining her gaze.

"Nami-San...I have feelings for you. No woman that I've met so far has made me feel the way that I do about you. So I need to know..if you return those same feelings for me?" Sanji asked, feeling his confidence begin to waver.

There it is again. That warm feeling beginning to spread across her body. Never had she felt this way about anyone in her life. All she knew was that it made her feel content.

"Sanji-Kun...the events that occured over the past few days made me realize something. When you left, I thought I'd never get to see you again. I was devastated at the thought that you might die, and all I could think about was all the times we spent together. The way I was so broken up about you being gone even though you said you'd return, made me realize I care about you so much more than just as a crewmate or friend." Nami said, looking away as her face began to turn scarlet once more.

"Every time you would bring me food, every time you would ask me if I loved you, I would feel something warm in my heart. Something that would make me feel happy. I guess what I'm trying to say is that...I also have feelings for you." Nami finished, being far too flustered to make eye contact.

Sanji's eyes widened at her confession. There was nothing in the world that could ruin the overwhelming joy that came over him. She actually returned the love he felt for her. If this was a dream he prayed that he never wake up.

Sanji wrapped her arms around her, leaving his hands to rest at the small of her back.

"Nami-San, you've made me the happiest man in the world right now." He said, feeling as though he'd never be able to quit smiling.

"Would you be willing to give me a chance to make you happy, Nami-San?" Sanji asked, not sure if she would even be willing to be in a relationship right now. After all, they did still have adventures to go on.

Nami rested her head against his chest, enjoying the scent of his cologne and the feeling of his hardened muscle against her.

"I think...I would like that. But, I wanna take things slow." Nami said, knowing that if they went too fast Sanji would probably die.

"We'll take things as slow as you need, Nami-San." Sanji said, resting his head against hers, enjoying the feel and scent of her light orange hair. He so badly wanted to kiss her, but knew that a nosebleed would probably ruin the moment.

The two embraced for what seemed like hours, relishing in the feeling of each other arms.

Orange light began to peer over the seas, illuminating the blue seas. Sanji felt like cursing time itself for ending their embrace.

"Well, it seems that I'm late for work. Get some sleep Nami-San. I'll be sure to bring you something wonderful to eat later." Sanji said, brushing away her bangs and kissing her forehead.

"Sounds like a good idea. You better hurry, before Luffy wak-"

"Saaannjjiii! Where's the fooood?!?" Sanji heard his captain yell out from the kitchen. Sanji sighed.

"Give me a few minutes, alright?" Sanji yelled back, climbing back down and running into the kitchen before Luffy decided to help himself to whatever was in the kitchen.

Nami laughed, and yawned while climbing down as well. Smiling all the while.

[watchyourbluesturngolden]

my aster annotations

their big fight

always blame your parents bestie they're bitches

honestly Harry's already being a drama queen for this. not holding her leg? rude

oh noooo "she couldn't help but hear out the little girl that lived in the back of her mind, the one that told her that maybe they really missed her and wanted to see her again after so long, maybe they even wanted to patch up what happened the last time." this is already making me emotional 🥺

nooooo i can't handle my favs fighting 🥺

HARRY don't be such a little bitch ok she just wants their approval 🥺

i GUESS it's cute that he didn't want her to go alone 🙄🙄🙄🙄 I'm still mad at him tho 🙄

honestly I don't get why they hate him so much he's hot and a gentleman what more do they want

not y/n's dad being a dick for no reason omggggg! tossing her to the side ???????? wtfffff i hate him

"thanks for the help" HAROLD I SWEAR TO GOD I WILL STOMP ON YOU WHAT THE FUCK! HOW COULD YOU SAY THAT TO HWR ! SHE IS TRAUMATIZED FROM HER CHILDHOOD AND SHE DOES NOT NEED YOU TO MAKE HER FEEL WORSE RN! GIVE HER A HUG RIGHT NOW OR ELSE

HE DIDNT EVEN OPEN THE DOOR FOR HER I WILL KILL HIM I SWEAR HOW DARE HE HURT MY BABY YN LJKE THAT SHE LITERALLY DID NOTHING WRONG I LHCLHXGKSKTSLTSTLDLYDLT

harry go take a walk bc i feel like you're about to say something you'll regret

"it's already gotten very old" YOU ARR THE ONE WHO DECIDED TO GO WITH HER SO SHE WOULDN'T BE ALONE I WILL STOMP ON YOUR CHEST

harry CALM DOWN take a walk (preferably into the ocean) AND COOL OFF

ok now im less mad at him bc i do understand why he's hurt but STILL HE DOES NOT NEED TO BE SO MEAN

he's LEAVING omg nooooo that will just make things worse 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

ok well at least he didn't leave without saying he loves her bc then i truly would have stomped on him

Sarah is lit rally such a queen in every universe I love her

I feel better knowing that harry didn't get any sleep 😌

nooo he's gonna go back to his rude self from before

Mitch is also a king in every universe

love you king 👑

"he put all of himself into loving y/n" why am i crying rn

he doesn't feel like he's enough for her oh no 🥺

"Had she really caused the love of her life to fall out of love with her?" THIS LINE HURT

niall is also amazing in every universe i love my Irish king 👑👑👑👑👑

"(Y/N) really had touched every part of his life, made him a better, softer man." I'm GONNA SCREAM THIS IS SO SOFT

"Everything she loved now broke her heart in ways she was afraid couldn't be fixed." miss you're such a poet 🥺

THE WAY SHE ASKS IF HES PACKING LUNCH AND TAKING CARE OF HIMSELF IM GONNA CRY 😭

OMG AND HARRYS DOING TYE SAME THING THEYRE SO IN LOVE 😭😭😭

HE DREW HER ABSENTMINDEDLY IM GONNA CRY AGAIN

omg nooooo theyre both being dumb they need to stop being so stubborn 🥺

even her phone misses his calls 😔

FINALLYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY HE CALLED HER

but really babe at 3 am come on

nooooo baby has been picking his nails and not taking care of himself 🥺🥺🥺🥺

bestieeee he's not breaking up with you

FINALLY king is apologizing as he should

"i wouldn't mind being a team with you for the rest of my life" THATS SO KHXHLHSLGS

I NEED MY LITTLE LOVEBUG TO KEEP ME SAFE WHILE I SLEEP IM GOING TO HAVE A STROKE

him leaning back against the couch... why is that hot

STOP IT sweet and tender make up sex I will CRY AGAIN

him touching the tattoo omg 🥺

STOP OMG HIS CLOTHES BEING PINK AND HERS BEING BLACK OMGGGG

"missed you too much to hear anything but my name tonight' I WILL CRY I SWEAR I WILK CRY

HIM KISSING UNDER HER EYES THATS SO SWEET

"sensitive, baby?" that's hot 🤠

"Harry knew the reaction well, always reveling when he got to see her at this point and wondering what it would be like to take her just a bit farther (but that was for another night)." hmmmm do tell 🥸

ugh I want to see him in just sweats 😔

AHHHH THATS EXACTLY TYE REACTION I PICTURE GEMMA GIVING IF SHE EVER HEARD THEM

[lizzy-mayhem-179]

George and the Family Party

Let me tell you a story of what George decided to do at a family party because he got fed up. It's a long but interesting story.

So, Joey and George have a homophobic grandfather. Obviously that's bad for Joey since he's gay. Now, the grandfather is conflicted on how he should feel towards Joey. See, he helped raise Joey and George (he likes to say that blood, sweat, tears, and a lot of beers went into raising the two. Don't even get me started on what he means by that phrase.) and so he loved the twins to death. So when Joey came out, he felt betrayed. He had kept telling everyone that "I raised them to be men and what do I get? A boy and a pile of shit!" every time he saw them. Everyone was sick of hearing it and every time Eric and Catherine heard this, their guilt built up because they know Joey hasn't done anything wrong and yet he is being subjected to hate in his own family.

Eventually, after about three months of this, the grandfather gives up saying that and he just stops talking to the family altogether (which is better for everyone, really). So obviously, Joey ends up becoming a great student and ends up graduating two years earlier than his grade. This impresses his grandfather (who's still talking to one of the other family members) and he says that Joey "didn't turn out to be complete shit" and so his hatred lessened slightly. He starts talking to the family again and although he's talking to them, he refuses to talk to Joey (which is fine with Joey). And so the hate speech starts again, but this time it isn't as bad.

Eventually, Christmas rolls around and Rick and Carol have invited everyone to celebrate at their place. Not wanting to be rude, the family goes to the party. Everyone wears their casual clothing (it's a family Christmas party so it's not like they NEED to dress up for it) and they look pretty decent. And then there's George. Like I said before, he had gotten fed up. He got fed up with the grandfather and he was tired of hearing the same thing from him about Joey (and we all know how much George loves Joey and how defensive and protective he can get). So George decides that he's gonna go to that party and make a statement (literally, as you'll hear in a moment).

He puts on a rainbow tye-dye shirt (which he made with Joey a while back), a pair of neon orange jeans, a pair of bright green sneakers, some bright blue sunglasses, and the most colorful SnapBack he owns (which just so happens to have a swirly rainbow pattern on it). Needless to say he looks like a mess and the family's like "you...you sure you wanna go like that?" And George is like "yeah I'm sure. I'm totally sure. I'm so sure. I am so sure of myself-" and then the family stops him there because yeah we get it okay you're gonna go looking like a mess there's no point in arguing with you. So, Joey (being the wonderful brother he is) packs some extra clothes for George because he knows his brother will not be able to stand being in those clothes for longer than three hours and he knew that they were expected to stay at the party for at least four. So he brings a backpack containing the clothes and the family leaves.

Keep in mind, no one knows why George is wearing those clothes. They are just assuming he wanted to wear those and since he is a stubborn little shit everyone's like "alright fine just don't start anything" (and by that they mean "don't fight with Paul" but we all know he'll end up arguing with him at least five times within the first hour of being there).

So they get to the party and they're happily greeted by everyone and of course people comment on George's outfit. Carol would say "that's an...interesting outfit" and George would just nod. Rick (always being blunt about things) would say "that's a weird outfit you put on" and George would say "yeah but it'll serve a purpose." And of course Paul would just go "wow, that's a shitty outfit. You look like a fucking disaster. As if someone was creating an outfit, couldn't decide what colors to choose and just decided to use all of them and vomit them all over the clothes." and George having absolutely no good comeback to that (since Joey's the one who can do the comebacks, as we all know) would just say "that's nice Paul."

An hour into the party, the grandfather comes. He's greeted by everyone and Joey and the family are just keeping to themselves in the corner. The grandfather walks over to them (the room goes kinda quiet as he does and Paul looks just about ready to kill the grandfather (and he probably will do it considering how much he loves Joey)). THIS is the moment George has been waiting for. He takes a sip from his cup (which is a red solo cup) and waits. The grandfather looks at the group and just goes "I don't know what I expected." Joey just shrugs and the grandfather goes "well you haven't changed have you?" (This comes off as a threat). George looks up and just goes "speak for yourself." The grandfather looks over at George and immediately frowns. "George Salmor what is that HORRIBLE outfit you have on?" And George just goes "don't talk to me, I'm gay." Everyone gasps and the grandfather now has a horrified expression on his face. the family stares at George, confused. All the grandfather can manage to say is "I'm disappointed in you" before walking away.

The party goes on as if nothing happened but now every time the grandfather tried insulting Joey or the family he'd shout something like "shut up, I'm gay!", "don't talk to me, I'm gay!", and/or just "IM GAY" (and other things but those seemed to be his favorite phrases). For two hours straight it went on like this (can you imagine the torture that the rest of the family went through? Meanwhile Joey, Catherine and Eric are just sitting there laughing. Joey catches on to what he's doing though.)

Then it's time to eat dinner (because that's a thing they do) so they all sit around the table (George makes sure that the grandfather sits away from them). George continues his antics until the grandfather, now fed up, confronts George. He goes "what is the matter with you?! I didn't raise you like this!"

And all George says is "wow, what a shame. I like being like this. It's like I'm just too gay to function."

Joey starts laughing and the grandfather just loses it. He goes off on a rant on how he's put up with them for years and how he cannot believe this fate could befall on him and blah blah blah. George cuts him off halfway through and goes "you done yet? You're not the only that's fed up here."

And the grandfather stares at him all offended because of course he does and goes "what, you wanna say something?"

And George goes "oh my god I thought you'd never ask!"

And Paul goes "I swear to GOD if you just yell out something about being gay-" everyone starts laughing and George grins. 

"Nah, I've run that to the ground by now." George motions for the bag and Joey hands it to him. "But first, I'll be right back." He leaves for a few minutes (and there's an uncomfortable silence in the room), George returns dressed in the clothes Joey packed for him and everyone's surprised (Paul reminds himself to thank Joey later). George turns to the grandfather, now straight faced (literally) and goes "I'm not actually gay. The only gay person is Joey. But, if I were gay, I would probably be like this all the time which would get everyone annoyed VERY quickly." Everyone nodded.

The grandfather goes "so why did you do this?" "To prove a point." "What the hell is your point?" "A person who does the same shit over and over again is gonna annoy everyone at some point, yeah?" Everyone nods. "And the person who's doing it doesn't always notice that they're annoying everyone. unless if you're me, of course." George motions over to the grandfather. "You are that person." The grandfather stares at him. "You have annoyed us to no end with you constantly hating on Joey. And let me tell you I have had it up to HERE (he slams his hand on the table as he says that and everyone flinches) with that shit. Joey doesn't deserve that shit. He isn't a piece of shit like you keep telling everyone he is! He's my brother, he's a fucking human and he deserves to be treated with respect dammit!" George glares at the grandfather. "What point are YOU trying to make to us when you go off on a rant on how terrible Joey is?! Huh?! What is it?!" Everyone turns to the grandfather who is too stunned to even speak. "Yeah exactly. You don't have one. You act like my brother's sexuality is the most horrible thing that could have happened to the family! We could be drug addicts! We could be involved with the mafia! We could be psychopaths, murderers, REPUBLICANS (some people chuckle at this), and the thing that you think is the worst is that your grandson's gay?! News flash, it's not! And you're just an asshole!" George takes a sip from his cup before continuing. "I don't know how you can't see my brother for who he is. He's not just gay, you know. He's smart and creative and cool and awesome and insert a lot more words that have a positive meaning to them here (Joey laughs at that). He's a person who's gonna do great things someday and I'm gonna be there with him through it all, that's for sure. I don't know about the rest of you but I'm assuming you will be too." He looks around at everyone else. They nod. He turns back to the grandfather. "If you can stand looking at me in that horrible outfit for more than three hours yet cannot stand to look at my brother for more than a minute without acting repulsed then I might as well reciprocate those actions towards you since we now have a problem."

An uneasy silence follows. The grandfather just stares at George. What the hell could he be thinking about? They never found out. The grandfather stands up and walks out. They hear him drive off and George sits down. He then puts the clothes in the bag and leans against Joey, who hands him the bowl of mashed potatoes since he knows it's what he needs right now. George eats the mashed potatoes and everyone just goes back to eating as if nothing happened.

And that's the story of how George managed to annoy everyone (except Joey) and yet not get kicked out.

[spacesuitsforemergency]

💍 for roynawa?

“Solace! Arsenal! Where are you guys?” Nightwing shouted into the coms.

“Christ! Please, scream in my ear a little louder!” Solace snapped as she sent a burst of energy towards some of the Brotherhood of Evil Mutants goons. “We got held back, don’t worry about us. Just get to the President, we’ll block the entrance!”

“Got it, we’ve got eyes on Diablo, you stand guard!”

“Shit! They’ve got Domino with them!” Arsenal shouted, pointing out the mutant with the power of luck on her side.

“Damn it Roy, you better have good aim today!” Onawa snapped at her boyfriend, quickly throwing up a shield for them. “Hit her core, Anja said she can’t dodge those as easily!”

“Got it, babe!” Roy grinned, quickly loading a crossbow and shooting at her. Onawa smacked him across the head when she dodged it. “Hey! It’s not my fault!”

“You take care of Avalanche and Blob, I’ve got Domino and Quicksilver. Understood?”

“Yes ma’am.” He nodded, and they switched fighting partners.

Solace used her powers to lit Quicksilver off the ground, and tossed him at Domino to knock her down. Her golden orange magic struck through the air towards Quicksilver once he got up again, dragging him to the ground so he couldn’t run away.

“Onawa!” Roy shouted, and she didn’t have time to react before a wave of red magic flung Roy across the battlefield, knocking him clean against the building.

“No!” Onawa screamed, eyes scanning for the perpetrator. She saw Scarlet Witch standing among the mutants, and their magic collided as they sent attacks towards each other.

Onawa’s rage fueled her strength, and she sent a wave of magic that knocked everyone to the ground, causing them to become unconscious. Once she knew they were all down she ran over to Roy, heart dropping when she saw blood.

“Roy William Harper, you better not be dead.” She mumbled to herself, carefully lifting him and laying his head in her lap. She I clipped her cloak and used it to gently wipe blood off his face, careful not to apply too much pressure.

“I think I’m gonna need an Advil.” Roy whispered, a tired grin on his face.

“You’re an idiot.” Onawa chuckled, moving her cloak so it acted as a blanket for him.

“But I’m your idiot.” He smiled wider, eyes still unfocused.

“Quit talking, just rest, you doofus.” Onawa shushed him, tenderly running a hand through his ginger hair.

“Solace, Arsenal, do you copy?” Soldier said into the coms.

“Arsenal’s hurt, Brotherhood is down.” Solace responded.

“Alright, we’re coming out.” Artemis alerted.

“Yeah, we’re all gay.”

“Oh, shut up, Wally!” Everyone snapped.

“Roy?” Onawa whispered to him.

“Hm?” He hummed, eyelids heavy.

“Will you marry me?”

His eyes widened, suddenly now wide awake.

“Dammit, O, I had a whole proposal planned out!” He finally groaned.

“Well, you took too long.” Onawa shrugged.

“Onawa, you ruined it!” She heard Tye shout.

“Wait, my com is on?”

“Yes!” Everyone shouted.

“For the lords sake, yes or no, Roy?!” Nightingale asked excitedly.

“Of course I’ll marry you.” Roy smiled up at her.

“Good. Because if you said no I would leave you here to die of blood loss.” She said sarcastically, leaning down and gently pressing her lips to his.

“I’m still invited to the wedding, right?” They both looked over when they heard Diablo speak.

“Yes. But only because I love Amias and Anja with all my heart. Otherwise you’d be toast, devil boy.” Onawa nodded.

“Keep moving.” Anja shoved her handcuffed brother towards the police cars that started to arrive.

“What? I was just asking.” Sawyer mumbled as he was led away.

“What was the proposal that you planned?” Onawa asked Roy as Dick and Conner walked over and hauled him to his feet.

“Oh, nothing as good as this.” Roy winked at her.

“Oh, please.” Conner rolled his eyes while Dick laughed. “Well take him to medical, your girls are over there.”

“Thanks Conner.” She nodded, gave Roy one last kiss before grabbing her bloodied cloak off the ground and walking towards her team.

“You really had to propose now? He was getting to it!” Tye walked next to his sister.

“Tye, you know how impatient I can be.” Onawa slung an arm around her little brother. “Besides, whatever he was gonna do wouldn’t have fit my standards.”

“But proposing while he’s half conscious and you’re both covered in blood does?” Tye raised an eyebrow at her.

She opened her mouth to respond, but was bombarded by her girls.

“OH MY GOD YOU’RE GETTING MARRIED!” Anja shook her by the shoulders in excitement.

“IM SO HAPPY FOR YOU!” Lani picked up the taller girl in a huge hug.

“I CALL MAID OF HONOR!” Olive shouted.

“What?! No way!” Anja turned to her. “You won’t even wear a dress!”

“So?”

“No, I call it! I’m her favorite!” Nohealani set down Onawa to join in the arguing.

“No, I’m her favorite!”

“Olive, you’re no ones favorite.”

“Shut up, Anja! At least I’m not a suck up!”

“Girls!” Onawa snapped her fingers to gain their attention. They all shut up and turned to her. “Newsflash, none of you are my maid of honor. That position goes to my dear brother.”

“Do I look like a maid to you?” Tye glared at her.

“Pardon me, MAN of honor.” Onawa corrected herself. “Please?”

“Well...I guess.” Tye grinned, and stiffened when she tugged him into a hug. “Hey hey, we’re not getting sappy, are we?”

“No.”

“You’re crying.”

“No I’m not.”

[mildlymaddy]

Ask and you shall receive I guess. ;)

Lilo future!fic, in which both are single, Liam’s got two kids, and I end up calling Liam’s first-born “James” because the fucker still hasn’t shared his actual baby’s name with us.

Liam was in over his head. He knew it, and it only served to annoy him further. This was stupid. He was a grown-ass man. He had kids for Christ’s sake!

 There was absolutely no reason for him to angst over the meaning of a bloody text message.

 Especially not one that said, Im not gonna comment until Ive tried it myself.

 Louis had added the sunglasses emoji at the end, which was nice but didn’t help Liam figure out whether he was serious or not.

 And knowing whether Louis was serious or not felt quite bloody important, considering the message Liam had sent him right before had been: Then she said i was lousy in bed, like, can you believe?!

 Liam took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

The thing was, lately, there’d been quite a few of these messages from Louis. Like, Liam didn’t want to jump to conclusions or anything, but ever since Louis had come back to L.A., single and determined to take over the world with Liam (there’d never been any question of whether Liam might have other plans, but then again he’d only been too happy to join in. Endless touring was less appealing at 38 than it had been at 23, and writing for others with Louis had always been part of his dreams), they'd gotten… close.

 And they'd always been close, obviously, even once time and distance had made their friendship more quiet and soft, had turned cuddles and pranks into yearly birthday messages and dinners that had to be planned months in advance, but even in their hay days it had never been… it’d never been like this.

 Or maybe Liam was just too old to remember exactly how flirty Louis used to be. But he'd watched some old 1d interviews, just to see, and while Louis teased him a lot and touched him even more… it just wasn't the same. Liam was sure of it.

 Except, of course, for all the moments when he wasn't.

 He started typing a reply, then deleted it, staring at the blinking cursor on his screen with increasing desperation. It had been 10 minutes since Louis had sent his message and the longer Liam waited, the more awkward his reply would be, no matter what.

 “Daaad, can you stop jiggling your leg? I’m trying to watch my show!”

 Liam looked up from his phone to find his daughter glaring at him from behind her fringe, earbuds plugged firmly in her ears to listen to whatever she was watching on her phone, curled up on the other side of the couch. He wasn’t sure how him jiggling his leg two seats over was disrupting her focus, but clearly it was, and she huffed again before turning her attention back to her show, mumbling something Liam couldn’t make out but which was most probably along the lines of “grown-ups suck.”

 He’d never realized, back when he’d started a family, that that meant dealing with moody teenagers down the line, and not just adorable babies and cute 8-year-old kids. The wake-up call had been brutal (and his mother’s amused look the first time he’d complained to her about the ungratefulness of teens a little uncalled for). The fact that he only had them one month out of two since his divorce didn’t help things any.

 “Sorry, sorry,” he mumbled, leaving the living room to go lock himself in the first floor bathroom, phone clutched in one sweaty hand.

 He sat on the edge of the bathtub, legs resuming their nervous jiggling, and felt his heart doing a sickly somersault when he saw the notifications telling him Louis had sent another string of messages. That was it; he’d missed his shot by waiting too long. Louis had moved on to another subject and-

 That was a comeon, in case you cant tell.

I mean unles you CAN tell and yure not interested.

Which wouls explain why you havent written in 15mn i guess i should take the hint

Fuck thiss awkward forget i said anything.

 Liam read the words over and over again, just in case they’d morph into some inane discussion about playing dog sitter for Louis or setting up a writing session, but they remained the same.

 Louis had been hitting on him?

 Louis had been hitting on him.

 ...

 For all that Liam had been convinced something was going on, getting actual confirmation of it felt like taking a deep breath under water.

 “Fuck,” he muttered, desperately trying to keep his breathing under control.

 It wasn't until moving dots popped up on his screen to show Louis was writing yet another message that Liam finally sprung to action, clumsily typing his reply and sending it before he could second-guess himself, typos and all.

 I wqsnt sure yu were skirting

 He blinked at his screen. Fuck. Stupid predictive text. When had he even ever written the word “skirting”?!

 I meant flirtng*

flirting*

Fuck

 Liam groaned. Maybe if he chucked his phone into the toilets he could pretend that those last messages had been a bug.

 He'd always thought this kind of thing would get easier with age (well mostly he'd thought he would get married and live happily ever after...), but if anything, this felt worse than he remembered. How did anyone ever hook up with anyone without keeling over from the stress of it all?!

 The cheerful “blip!” of a new message brought his attention back to the screen.

 Does that mean you dont midn?

 Liam swallowed around the lump in his throat. He was pretty sure he was supposed to feel relief but for some reason all he could feel right now was rising panic. Surely this was a mistake, his brain pointed out. This was all a misunderstanding. He was getting Louis’s meaning completely wrong.

 Still, he made himself write back, I def dont mind. Imall for flirting.

 Dots came and went on Louis's side of the chat for quite a long time after that, leaving Liam ample time to worry about the ways in which he could have misunderstood Louis's messages (admittedly, he couldn't think of one, but that's how it worked, right? That’s the reason people felt so mortified afterwards), until finally Louis's answer popped up on his screen.

 Im gonna be horribly blunt here im sorry but i wanna make sure. So if i drop by your house tonight with two bottles of wine and push you against tye wall and snog you senseless youre ok with that right?

 The relieved laughter that burst out of Liam’s mouth surprised even him, and he let himself slide to the tiled ground, his heartbeat going wild with happiness as he tremblingly typed back, ive got the kids so might be best not to but i woudlnr say no to some snogging on the weekend?

 He pressed Send and rested his chin on his bent knees, staring at his phone like a lovesick teenager, which is exactly how he felt right now. This was ridiculous. It was also the best Liam had felt in months.

 A shriek coming from the ground floor dragged him out of his bubble and he struggled back to his feet, frowning, but the stomping of feet on the stairs and the vengeful “Emma I'll punch your teeth in!!” made him reconsider. Possibly staying in the bathroom was safest for now.

 A door slammed down the corridor, then he heard Emma yelling back, “I'll fucking tell mum, you tosser!” before another door slammed shut, a little closer.

 He really wished she’d stop using the mum card. First because that was unfair for Cheryl, and second because… well, he could be fearsome too, damnit. He wasn’t just the “hot, goofy dad” (as amusing as having Emma’s friends mooning at him was, mostly because his 20-year-old self had forever been preserved online).

 He had to go talk to them both, but a glance at his phone showed him Louis had sent another message.

 I dont know if ill still want to snog you then, payno. 3 days is a long time.

 Liam grinned. Far away from fighting teenagers, something warm was unfurling in his veins, spreading through his body, carrying with it a faint thrilling note, just enough to make his heartbeat a little irregular in the nicest of ways.

 Ill make it worth the wait, he typed back, biting his bottom lip around a smile. His heart was heavy with happiness in his chest and he never wanted the feeling to go away again.

 He’d never considered the possibility of falling for someone he’d known since he was a teenager, but now that he was, he was starting to wonder how it hadn’t happened earlier. How he’d gone without.

 I expect you to, Louis sent back.

 Count on it.

 There was renewed stomping in the corridor, then the noise of a door banging open and a shout. Liam sighed.

 Gotta mke sure the kids dont kill each othr. Talk later?

 He stared at the dots as Louis typed his answer, unwilling to get out into the fray just yet, unwilling to let go of his own slice of teenagehood. He couldn’t make out the words that were being yelled down in James’s room, but they clearly weren’t anything he could tolerate. He really needed to step in.

 Anytime.

…

<3

Oh god pretend i dind’t sent that.

You know what screw it.

<333

Liam beamed down at his phone, sent a heart back (or ten), and stepped out of the bathroom.

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uuuuugh i hate going back onto my antidepressants after a short absence we had a miscalculation about the dates i could pickup my next batch from the doctor, so i was without meds for five days its annoying that even just five days is enough for me to get the first time symptoms again every time i start a new serotonin enabler mediciney thing its always a few days of feeling really really vomity and i cant even throw up to relieve the awfulness cos i need to keep the damn pill swallowed usually i just hope im lucky enough to be tired enough to take a short nap right after swallowing the pill, and that the side effects wear off before i wake up I think maybe its a little less bad with a just five days absence tho? I was feeling REALLY pukey yesterday but now its just a mild stomach urk a few hours after taking the pill. Hope it doesnt get worse! but lol it was bad timing yesterday cos i ate like a whole tin of applesauce right after taking my meds but now i havent eaten anything at all and i still feel sick, so probably it doesnt even matter lol

oh but I had fun buying some new clothes for the first time in a year! I feel bad that now I’ve spent £200 of this big money savings, but i got some good essentials that I;ve been putting off for a while and only splurged slightly on one or two cute shirts. I have a big ol stock of plain black trousers and socks again, woo! And one tye dye floral pattern shorts thingy, and a ruffled blouse that looked nice. i wanna try and become more comfortable again with wearing traditionally ‘feminine’ clothes. like.. before i knew i was trans i just knew that i wasnt female and wasnt male felt like nobody would believe me unless i proved i was male at least, cos there ‘wasnt any other option’. Even now i kinda feel like whenever i wear anything stereotypically associated with my birth gender I’m somehow not nonbinary after all and I was just lying... so yeah i bought a few pink and floral pattern type summer blouses and i wanna try and incorporate them into my style. I dont have to be a man to not be a woman, and honestly the gendering of clothes is complete bullshit anyway. I shall prove my binary defying status by wearing both instead of neither! (or instead of like.. one side, just the one i’m least often mistaken for... i dunno how that logic was meant to work..) Also stereotypical ‘male’ clothes are so limited and devoid of joy in my local shops. Its all fuckin ‘just wear a suit everywhere forever, casualwear doesnt exist and nothing can be anything but white and grey’. I’d like to hope that even cis men and women buy from the other gender’s shops every now and again, the gender division here is just SO WRONG that it must be hell for anyone who has even the slightest deviation from The One Societally Correct Fashion Sense. Please don;t limit yourself, guys, wear what you want and fuck anyone who makes fun of you! It must be a terrible life to force yourself to follow stereotypes 24/7, not everyone is lucky enough to just coincidentally coincide with those stereotypes. (Tho also, nothing against those people! none of this ‘overly feminine stereotypes are limiting thus no woman is ever allowed to wear high heels or like pink’) ... ANYWAY in conclusion before i started rambling: i bought some furniture and some clothes and i’m excited cos they’ll be delivered tomorrow. And I’ll have a nice big new mirror to try on the clothes, and try and feel better about my appearance. I usually have so little money that i just stick with one set of clothes i wear every day for a year, that i got in a second hand store or something, until it actually breaks and thats the only time i’ll buy a new shirt. I tried buying two undertale shirts and a pokemon hat last year and it made me feel way more confident just to know i’m wearing something I actually enjoy, so im happy now i could afford one small self indulgent shop for some nice summerwear. ^_^ Plus, of course, now i have my binder so I’m way more confident! I’m still not sure if I’ll be comfortable wearing this low necked ruffled blouse, cos people could see my binder strings and i mean its not easily mistaken for a bra. So maybe I can make it work if I wear another layer of blouse underneath in a nice colour. Tho probably yeah, gender stereotypes and all, i’d get tagged as a woman just for wearing the blouse at all, even when I’m binding *shrug*

oh and also i bought a new large trash can which is nice make the place a bit more organized than just having a bag hanging out in the corner to dump all my crud in they had some more fancy ones with flip top lids and stuff but i just went for the cheapest one cos id already spent too much on the rest

oh and also a new blender! i still feel REALLY BAD that i made the one luxury purchase of a blender last year but it was the wrong size so i completely wasted my money. ive still been trying to make smoothies like 100ml at a time in this tiny garlic grinder thing XD but this was on sale so now i can finally have a blender sized blender of juice and soups! YAAAAAY!! im gonna eat the more healthy! im gonna use up these 24 cans of tomatos that’re sitting on the desk for a year! why did i not check the blender before i bought those!

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IM GONNA RANTTTTTTTT (spoilers)

(this match was literally like 6 hours ago so???? I don't remember everything but I'll do my best to recall it. I was bummed the ENTIRETY (apart from Carmella and Eva Marie) of the Women's division could've even have made it onto the actual show but, the fact they were hyping Naomi up and let her pin the women's champ is👍👍👍👍 but I'm hoping they let Nikki and Becky win so Nattie and Mickie can win the singles matches they have (hopefully at Elimination Chamber). SHEAMUS AND CESARO LOST AND IM SHOOK and I'm really confused about what they're going to do with the two of them now and I hope they use them correctly, they're both incredibly talented and deserve to be used correctly. The Club deserved to be given something since they've lost literally everything since coming to WWE but they don't stand out to me idk, they don't catch my eye. I do like Karl's diving neckbreaker though. Nia Jax vs Sasha Banks was honestly one of the matches I was really looking forward to see since I love love love Nia and she looked so great in her new gear tonight, I'm so proud. I wish the match lasted longer and Nia just ragdolled Sasha for a bit after that Samoan drop, would've added a lot more heel heat made her look better in my opinion. The only Women's match on the actual show and, it let me down. I guess they're trying to build up that "Bayley's got heart!" and "she'll never quit!" but the match was pretty short, coming for a 40 minute long women's match at roadblock, and Bayley got pinned cleanly and idk, it did nothing for me. I wasn't really looking forward to Roman Reigns vs Kevin Owens since I don't like how they've worked up their feud idk, did Roman deserve another shot after roadblock? is he going to get another shot now? Why is Roman always looking strong over Kevin??? but I'll be honest, this match won me over mid way through because there were great spots throughout the match. The ending though, Will Kevin ever win a title defense without an interference? I like that their trying to add Strowman to the main event picture, somewhat, but I don't understand where they're going with it, Roman had a showdown with Taker in the Rumble match, which will most likely lead to something for Wrestlemania but where does that leave Roman and Strowman's thing they have now? ugh I'm salty salty saltyyyyyy because this match was the match I was looking forward to the most and my family kept distracting me!!!🙃 so I literally don't have any recollection of the moves. I love heel Neville, but it's bittersweet that he won it at the Rumble, the Rumble is a huge show but I would've loved for the King to be crowned with his championship at the "grandest stage of them all" considering he couldn't even compete in what would have been in his first Wrestlemania. Swann and Neville would've killed it at Wrestlemania. In my opinion, I would've loved to see Rich steal a victory from Neville at the Rumble so he could have a longer reign and so Neville could run through and just obliterate the rest of the cruiserweights division on the road to Wrestlemania. Wow, AJ and John gave another show-stopping performance with each other, it was a PHENOMENAL match and that's all I can say about it, but I don't understand why John got an opportunity in the first place and why he won, Styles' had a great run as WWE champion and I would've loved to see him hold it longer. Cena's already had his time and I honestly couldn't care less about his 16th reign because he doesn't deserve it, he gave a good match and AJ still looks strong because it took 4 Attitude adjustments AND ONE FROM THE TOP ROPE TO GET HIM PINNED, but he shouldn't have been pinned, in my opinion. Now onto the Royal Rumble match, I'm going to nitpick a lot because me and also I can. (it's gonna be blank if I don't have anything to say about the competitor) 1. I've said it before and I'll say it again, I don't like Enzo and Cass at all, but I understand why they'd want to start off the Rumble with two very """"likeable"""" wrestlers. 2. BREAK THE WALLS DOWNNNNNN, CHRIS JERICHO HAS BEEN IN THE RUMBLE FOR MORE TIME THAN ANY OTHER COMPETITOR, I loved that he came back in to the ring to eliminate people but he kept going back out, and as the match progressed I really wanted him to come out on top more and more and I was crushed when he got eliminated. 3. 4. (Breezango👀) 5. YOOO JACK IS CROSSING DIFFERENT WORLDS, HES OUT OF THE CRUISERWEIGHT DIVISION AND HE'S IN THE RUMBLE. His exchange between Chris was hilarious tbh and yeah he didn't get much done but you know, expected. 6.Great pop for Mark in his home state, well deserved, he's a legend. Really interesting to see him and Braun though, eliminated too quickly. 7. Braun was extremely dominant throughout the entire match and that's good considering they're building him up to be a new monster to the likes of Mark Henry and Big Show. I really like Braun, not really his character, but he's so quick for a big guy it's incredible, in my opinion the best big guy the WWE has had in a long time. Many people were predicting he win the thing but I think it's best he just eliminate a butt ton of people for now. 8. omg I literally forgot Dean literally told us Sami was going to be #8 and I was legitimately wondering who the next person was going to be smh. He lasted long which I like, but there wasn't really a memorable moment of him for me. 9. Boy if I wasn't singing Big Show's theme for 20 seconds before he came out, props to him for somewhat patching the torch to Braun and letting him throw him out, but I really want him to face Braun rather than Snoop Dogg at Wrestlemania. 10. MICHEAL COLE MISSED A HUGE OPPORTUNITY OF SAYING "who's going to enter at number..." and then Tye's music interrupts him with "Ten.." I WOULD'VE GONE CRAZY. Really hate how he was just in the background for most of his time in the Rumble and then he was jobbed out. 11. Pointless. 12. They really let their Intercontinental champion get thrown out by Brock Lesnar. That pisses me so much, Dean didn't really have any momentum coming into the match but he didn't deserve to get eliminated by a part timer so easily. 13. Really love how they let Smackdown's monster eliminate Raw's monster, since Braun got all the eliminations, it's only right Baron, at least gets to have a strong elimination to keep his momentum going. I loved him and The Undertaker going at it and I wish they were allowed to be at the forefront for a bit and given more time since Baron's supposed to basically be The next Undertaker/tall guy type of person. 14. His elimination/not elimination wasn't special this year and I'm crying. 15. I was going over who I wanted to win 15 seconds before The Miz got eliminated so I'm thinking, The Miz lost the intercontinental champion and deserves to be in the world title picture so he deserves to win this!!!! then he gets thrown out by a single clothesline by The Undertaker, so, you know. I kinda wanted Maryse to become the 4th woman to enter the Rumble and have the It couple just tear everyone to shreds but that wouldn't have ever happened. 16. 17. omg this entire time I swear I thought Xavier Woods always did the New Day intro and I'm shook. Liked him spanking The Miz tbh. 18. Woah I didn't know he had a broken nose, he's really tough to still compete in the match 6 days after breaking it. I don't like how they've wasted him in this Enzo & Cass feud thing, he should be doing better things and giving Goldberg, Brock and Undertaker a fight because he's that good. 19. I remember Cesaro entering at #19 and I was like "omg this thing is almost over." 20. I love Xavier with everything, he's great on the mic, he's great in the ring, HE'S THE BEST AND CUTEST PERSON OUT OF THE RING, but he didn't do anything spectacular, unfortunately. 21. He should've won. When it was him, Roman, Randy, he was the only the one who really really really needed the win, Bray has a great character and he's so good in the ring. (THAT LITTLE CHOKE SLAM TYPE OF THING IDK WHAT ITS CALLED HE DOES LOOKS SO GREAT ALL THE TIME) I hope Bray wins the title from Cena at the Elimination Chamber and beats Randy at Wrestlemania. He deserves good things. Give him good things @wwe. 22. Incredible in the ring, but he needs a character to make him stand out from the bunch! I'd love Apollo so much more if he wasn't just the "if you mess with him, you're messing with me" little thing he has. 23. Doesn't deserve to have won it again. If he's only putting over Bray, it's kind of a waste of a Rumble, but that's the only way I'll be happy with him winning it. Should've let Luke hit Bray with a sister Abigail. 24. why why why @wwe do you sell out your hard working talent who work 24/7 for a part timer and make them look so weak for someone so undeserving. Dolph can't even turn heel and get taken seriously by WWE and its terrible. 25. I love Luke and even though he's so going under in this feud with Randy and Bray I hope he gets another run at the intercontinental title soon. Give him good things also! 26. No. 27. No. 28. FUCKING love how they're making Brock job to Goldberg in such little time, it's hilarious and deserving to me, but that being said I'm glad Goldberg didn't win and neither Goldberg and Brock Lesnar didn't take much spotlight from the current talent. 29. I so called Undertaker entering 29 and Finn Balor entering 30 AND RETURNING. When the dong hit, I was so certain I was right. I'm a lot more lenient when it comes to Taker, he's been here his entire career and hasn't left, he deserves to eliminate a couple people because he's a legend and even though he's a part timer, it's only because his career has slowed down. 30. Like I said, I was looking forward to Finn returning and Romans music hit and I hate the people who boo him for no reason but I wanted Finn so I'll justify it, only now. IDK how I feel about him vs Taker though. Overall, the match started out really strong but dwindled down over time. I liked how there weren't any returns, people are pissed, but I'm happy WWE is putting effort to somewhat put their current talent on the forefront of one of the biggest Pay Per Views they have. It does them no favors having a retired talent eliminate a current superstar, in my opinion. Dude, I've been typing this for 2 hours djfnfnfn what am I doing omg, I really like writing out my thoughts yo and this is really long but if you like my thoughts yoooooo. I'm sleep now it's 1 am.

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Well, this is gonna be a challenge

Getting my things from my ex tomorrow, finally. Im laying awake with a migraine from stress and worry over every possible way it could go wrong: the stuff he has is 99% hella sentimental- everything i brought to santa fe was the stuff my heart couldnt bear to get rid of before the move. If he wants to hurt me, thats gonna do it, and ill have no way to stop him. And im scared not only about the possible pain (unlikely, i think, though... i keep tellibg myself he will try to be the better person in this...), but how i would react. I do not think i would react rationally, especially in cases of objects i know he knows are more dear to me than life itself-- objects i am afraid to name precisely because of this.

Then, there's the fear that my person could be in danger. That i could be physically hurt during this interaction. My mind keeps flying back to memories of people throwing rocks and kicking my calves to make me fall so they can kick me more... im really, really scared, and despite knowing that the fear cones from trauma, the fear nevertheless persists through mindfulness and calming techniques.

Ironically, i think i know both of these are ridiculous; im fairly certain i know neither ren nor his roommates want to do anything but get me the hell away for good. But i think, really, thats where i am hurting the most.

When we started dating, i told him to not let me break his heart. To tell me, firmly if i wasnt up to snuff. He told me he would likely not do that. I insisted; he said he would try his best. I should have payed better attention.

I have no illusions of a value to us "getting back together" or something, not for a good 5 years of change, at least (i say this not be ause i wanna call him in 5 years, but because sayibg "forever" terrifies me by making me think im banishing him from eternity or sonething way beyond human comprehension. I have issues, sue me.). I know that at this loint in time, we have little to gain from any relationship, even casual acquaintances, because thanks to my self-absorption and both of our's insecurities, we are immensely codependent when connected. Idk if my opinions still get to his core, or if my belief that they might is infuriating to him (or both), but me existing is painful to him right now. Sometimes i think ive gained all the blame for tye baggage he carries, the traumas he has endured; then i realize that its my brain once again making it all about me- which is the biggest issue in tue first place. I have no blame for his choice to remove me from his life. If i could, id remove me from my own. (No, thats not SI, thats self-criticism).

I do wish i could be fixed, though. I wish i could love myself more by protecting myself less, by acting healthily rather than only in my own best interest. Ironic, i think, that self-preservation has become self-destruction. Makes me wonder at tines if self-destruction would be the beat form of self-preservation. (That was an example of SI but not a credible risk i assure you). More accurately, i am beginninng to believe that humility and narcissism are the same thing, merely with different labels based on external perception of how it affects the observer.

I want to say more, but my head staring at this phone in the dark is killing me. I need rest.

Please, universe, help tomorrow be easier than i fear.please help it be a good day.