#im somewhere around the B range

[tiarnanabhfainni]

i do believe that gaeilge briste is níos fear ná béarla cliste but i also think that it's nice to have respect for the language and how it works. no rule is set in stone and language is elastic, it should serve those who use it to communicate. but the rules function to some extent in order to facilitate communication. we need that grammar framework to understand each other. otherwise it's just words being thrown at the wall. that is to say, if you break rules or make mistakes, that's fine but the way you break rules should be intuitive to the logic of the language. if possible.

[djevelbl]

Quick question — how old is IM!Mugs supposed to be? Cuz in my mind he's IM!Cup's twin (even tho they're really not), yet I vividly remember this point in The Labyrinth Arc™ where IM!Cup is reminiscing about their parents and through his memory we're shown he was at the youngest a toddler when IM!Mugs was born, maybe even a little older (my headcannon is that he was 5 years old, but to each their own)

So yea. I'm very curious now (it WILL affect a story I'm making. probably at least)

[oreo-creampie]

𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝?

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: true form!sukuna, monster fucking with alpha!sukuna, A/B/O (meaning alpha, mega, and beta) no alpha and mega title used, daddy/mama, praise/teasing/mocking/praising degradation, biting, knotting, werewolf venom makes their mate go into heat to keep up like in the fic mine with werewolf toji, fucking on fur bedding, you said clan and for some reason my brain went wood bedframes and fur blankets no technology, we get candles for light, they have fangs venom and claws with sukuna have his true form extraness, double pentration, overstimulation, dacryphilia, biting, blood, pain kink, light size kink, toji is praising you while fucking you like he hates you, choking, full nelson, sukuna calls you pet twice, mind break, cream pie, fucking their cum into you. belly bulge from the amount of cum, forced orgasm, squirting

𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧: Requesting for clan leader! Gojo 😔🙏 gotta have that breeding kink in their somewhere!! Mans whole clan is asking for an heir right after you get married. In my mind Geto is still alive and kicking and has his own family. Gojo gets a terrible case of FOMO and ends up wanting a whole litter of kids for himself. goin at it like rabbits for DAYS.

Oreo: not this being in the drafts since September! im sorry anon! This was also giving me werewolf vibes with the word clan so one think lead to another. it gave me the chance to write the reader belly bulging with sukuna's cum so im excited about that

𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐮

Slapping your sloppy cunt, stuffing his thick warm cum in with two fingers he bit the claws off on. Whining, twisting your hips away. Smirking down at you, crooning “Where ya going mama thought you wanted to make me a daddy?” Pulling you into place by your hips.

You want Satoru’s fingers, cock, tongue, and cum filling you up. “I do wanna make you a daddy but you're too much. Can't keep cumming, but I wanna at the same time." Hooking your leg around his waist pulling him in.

His eyes momentarily widen. Ordering in a needy plead, “Call me daddy again mama.” Sliding your hand over his broad shoulders, down his thick pecs and abs. Over countless thin and thick scars ranging from pink to white in color.

“Daddy please lemme feel you!” Sliding your hand down his hard abs, biting you lip when he purposefully flexes. Grabbing your thighs pinning you in a firm mating press. Following the short wispy whine happy trail down to his beautiful long cock.

Lining his pale cock head up with your soft lip. Stroking yourself with his cock, circling your soft clit. He's so warm, soft yet hard. His breathy moan gets you off. “But you are feeling me, what more can my mama need?” Dipping his head, sinking his sharp fangs into your tit.

Moaning, he's intoxicating, sweet, warm, and pleasurable like having him massaging your sweet spot with his fingers. Your body is getting hotter. Thick slick drips down, your cunt aching with an insatiable need for Satoru.

Flicking your soft nipple with his warm tongue. Sucking, sinking his fangs in deeper when you cry. Shifting your hips trying to slip him in, whining when Satoru pulls back. Whipping the blood from his lips with his thumb.

"What does my mama need?" Nudging your sensitive cunt with his cock, spreading his hand on your stomach pinning you still. Gliding his cock up your clit refusing to touch your clit.

Admiring how your cunt split to take his pale pink cock head. Pleading with him, "Please give me more than the tip! I need you to knot me, keep your cum deep inside my sensitive cunt, please!" Slowly giving you his head head, letting the soft ridge vanish before gliding out. Lightly tugging on your cunt.

"You sure you need more than just the tip?" Nudging in his head, leaving it there, pressing down harder when you squirm. "You said I'm too much mama, you sure ya need me to knot n’ cum in ya?"

𝐓𝐨𝐣𝐢

"Fuckin finally I can stuff ya full of cum again." Bending you over on the soft pile of blankets. Pulling your ass in the air, squeezing when you wiggle, piercing your skin with his sharp claws. Blood trickles down trickles down your hip. Thick cum drips down your thighs.

The pain is sweet mixing with mind-numbing pleasure. It's impossible to think, you can barely process Toji grunting, “I've been wanting to breed your sweet tight cunt for months. Ya gonna be so beautiful with your tits and belly swelling mama." Gliding his softening knot out tugging on your tight cunt, his cock is harder than before.

Despite stuffing your cunt full of cum three times. Toji is getting hornier, fucking your limp body harder. Testing your limits seeing how much you can take before you break.

Stepping on your head, roughly fucking his thick cock into you. Trembling, your sensitive cunt is gushing on his cock. How can still cum after the fifth you couldn't think to count.

The thick blankets muffle your moans, “Such a messy lil cunt she’s a beautiful lil super soaker. Gonna make you cream on my cock till my knot won’t swell up anymore.” You would be convinced he hates you with the merciless way he's fucking his fat veiny cock into you. If not for Toji's words and the fresh bite on your neck.

Bent over, back arched, legs spread with your cunt stuff his heavy balls slap your clit. His swelling knot catching on your tight sensitive cunt. "Fuck mama squeeze my fat cock with your tight sloppy wet cunt. Nnn I've always thought about how hot of a milf you'd make."

Slapping your ass, squeezing your cheek. Fucking you harder, the fur blanket muffling your cries. "Your beautiful little cunt is always so tight when you're in heat." Moving his foot, your body lurches forward from the strength of thrusts. "Fuck you're so damn perfect mama takin' my cock like a slut." Grabbing your hair, yanking your back.

Your back hits his hard chest. Wrapping his hand around your neck, standing up, your legs dangle, held by your hair, neck, and his thick cock balls deep in you. "Please Daddy please daddy please!" Squeezing his thick veiny cock, he's filling you up perfectly, stroking your sweet spot.

"Since that's all my stupid little whore can moan, you don't need to breathe right? I can fuck your cunt into a gapping broken cum stuffed mess with my hands crushing your neck, right?" Grabbing your thighs, propping your calf over his thick forearm. Pinning you to his chest in a full nelson.

Squeezing your throat, groaning, "Ya gonna be a beautiful mama, gonna suck on your tits when they drip milk. Make sure they don't get too full like your pussy is 'bout to be." His swelling knot tugs on your soaking wet cunt.

𝐒𝐮𝐤𝐮𝐧𝐚

Gliding his thick, veiny tattooed cocks out. "It's starting to trickle out the sides." Pushing on your bulging stomach, thick cum gushing from your sore, gaping cunt. Sukuna croons, "Don't pass out on me yet pet I'm having fun playing with you." His stomach's tongue relentlessly stroking your sensitive clit. Keeping you in an intoxicating mind numb pleasurable high, boarding on almost painful.

Lining his cock up, rolling his hips, arching your back, twisting your hips away from his slow deep thrusts. "Please don't stop!" Tears roll down your cheek when he pulls your hips back into place. Lifting you off the bed, slamming you down on his thick cocks.

The tip of his sharp claws digging into your skin shouldn't feel so good.

Taunting you, "Poor little pet can't even handle me n' you're cryin' for more! Keep fighting to stay awake mama. I need ya to keep taking my cocks till they get soft." Using your hips to guide your hot tight, squelching cunt on his thick cocks. Your cunt clenches, it feels too good to be senselessly fucked into a mindless mess by Sukuna.

Biting your side and breast, your body jolts, and your cunt clenches. It's too much venom at once, forcing your sensitive cunt to squirt on his cocks. "Fuckin' messy slut soaking the whole damn bed." Gliding his hand up your side, cupping your breast biting down.

Giving that intense high of squirting, yet your cunt can only spasm, getting tighter. Your body shaking, toes curling eyes rolling back. "If you do pass out mama, I could fuck my cum into your soft beautiful cunt when you're sleeping." Smirking grabbing your neck lifting you up right.

Looking up from Sukuna's thick pecs into his beautiful face. Dark crimson eyes glowing from his rut. "It would be a pity if I couldn't see you I love seeing you cryin'. But I wonder if your sweet little cunt will grip my cocks the same." Grabbing his arm and digging your short sharp claws in.

Sukuna leans his head back groaning. "Ya feel so fuckin' good mama, seein’ ya fighting to keep going this long is makin' is exciting. I might not be able to stop until your body gives out." His massive body trembles, your soft, soakign wet tight hot cunt squeezing and squelching on his fat cocks getting him off.

Fucking you faster on his cock. Flexing his arms when you pierce his skin. Thin rivulets of blood tricking down his biceps. Sukuna hunches over to roughly kiss you slipping his tongue into your mouth.

You're utterly helpless to do anything but happily take Sukuna's thick cocks. It's perfect you don't need to think or move. Only get fucked till you can't handle anymore.

oreo creampie m.list

[bubblessunshinehoney]

Big Fan (part3)

chapter 3: where you go on a date....?

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not beta read, english is not my first language. all mistakes are my own

tw: none,bad timing, petnames, bucky is a warning

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This time, no business dinner, no café closing, Bucky decided he was going to invite you for a real date. He was done waiting for his turn.

Since your last encounter, you both texted each other almost all day, sometimes during the night. You even called him, saying it will be easier than typing.

Everything was going smoothly, too smoothly to Bucky liking, but he tried to let his pessimist voice in the closet.

From Y/N

So … I looked over my agenda, im free all weekend, so whenever you can, I’m down for the restaurant.

Did you realise it was a date? Bucky started to overthink and imagine you were just being friendly, not flirting with him, maybe he was to blind…maybe you were not interest.

From Y/N

I was even thinking…what about doing brunch on Saturday then go on a little walk and maybe…well we can see where that lead us? If you’re free of course… 😉

He smiled, the entire day together? Gosh, did he deserve to be this lucky.

From Bucky

This sounds amazing, I’m free all Saturday, going overboard on Sunday. JBB

You giggled; it was cute that he always ended his texts with JBB.

From Bucky

May I come and get you? If you’re not afraid of motorbikes.

“You have to say yes, that’s like super-hot”, interfered your best friend.

“Can you not read my texts?” You said in a fake annoyed ton.

From Y/N

Sounds even better! Let me text you my address… say around 10am?

“Well, finally you’re getting somewhere?” chimed Sam.

“Can you not read my texts?”

Bucky glared at Sam who was just smiling at him, innocently.

Saturday

You were up since 6am, absolutely panicking. You were going to spend most of your day with Bucky, if last night you were impatient, right now, you wonder if it will not be easier to call him to say you were sick. Like if your best friend was in your head, she sent you a text:

“No, you’re not sick, it’s gonna be a good day. It’s your turn, love. Your time to live what you write about for all these years. Go leave your romantic novel. You got this!”

You smiled, grateful for her words.

An incoming call, Bucky, you anserwed:

“Yes?”

“Hi, it’s me, I mean bucky…I’m a bit early, but the weather is so nice I thought… we could take the longer way to enjoy the ride? Is…is that okay?”

“More than okay, let me just put my shoes on and I’ll be right here.”

“Okay, doll, see ya!”

“B---bye”

Did he just call me doll?

You shook your head and put your shoes and jacket on. Running down the stairs, you were meet with a nice view. Bucky was leaning on his bike, arms crossed, biceps bulging, and he looked…ravishing.

“Hey cowboy!” you cheered.

He chuckled and walked to you. “Hey there, doll…is that okay if I call you that? I just realise after the phone that…”

You shut him off with your hand on his left arm. “It’s totally okay, I’m just not use to have a nickname, old fashion one, use for me from a guy.”

“Cowboy is also new to me”, he smiled sheepishly, taking your hand carefully from his left arm, that’s when you realise.

“Oh sorry! I didn’t…I mean, tell me if your left arm is a no touch zone…okay?”

He kissed your hand. “For now, I prefer not. “

He led you to the bike and handed you a helmet. But before you could put it on, he’s phone ranged and he looked at it, cursing.

“What now ?...really…fuck now is not the time and you know it. Can…of course…but fuck Sam…yeah, you’ll make it up to her.”

He hung up and looked at you with the most puppy eyes you’ve ever seen.

“I’m so sorry doll…, but…duty is calling, I have to go early, the target has moved faster and…”

“I get it, go save the world and yes, Sam must make it to me” you smiled, a bit disappointed. “I really was looking for our day.”

“So do I…gosh, Y/N, I wish I could stay here right now.”

He held your hands and you came closer to him.

“Come back fast, okay? We can have maybe… brunch at my place, I make the most perfect banana pancakes.”

He cupped your cheek with his right hand, stroking your cheekbone. “I’ll do my best; I’ll text you when I’m on my way back.”

You nodded, putting your hand on his chest. “Be safe, cowboy.”

“I will, I have a reason to come back now.” With that he kissed your forehead and left without looking back.

When he was out of sight, you called your best friend.

“My life is a fucking joke…”

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[cosmeww]

Okay so..

I present my addams! Rottmnt au oc

Hides my face in my hoodie anxiously and shakes

waves at @lackablazeical

Okok info dump time

I proofread this multiple times and had both donnie and finn proof read it but we're all super tired so im sorry if theres spelling mistakes or bad wording m(_ _;)m

Im super anxious and embarrased to post this but fuck it we ball!!! B)

BASIC INFO

8/Eight

He + any

17-18

Bi ftm

Turantula mutant

Autism, adhd, and bpd haver

APEARENCE

Eight is a primarily black fluffy spider. He has 6 arms along his torso, at the very begging of each joint theres dark orange fur, this is also applied at the top of his thighs where they connect to his hips. Despite him eating well, he's quite thin and lean, ribs and other bones being very visible under his fur.

He has bright yellow eyes that stand out in the dark, as well as eight of them.

What he wears

In the beggining:

He can be seen wearing absolutely nothing

After Donnie finds him:

A cream colored (why does that sound so weird to say..?????? Cream?? Cream?? Cream????) straight jacket and grey shorts. His arms are broken and cuffed behind his back, as well as a bit roughed up from him clawing at himself, though you can't see this unless his straight jacket was taken off.

ATRIBUTES

Despite his many eyes 8 has less than par eyesight. He is permanently seeing through the equivalent of a foggy mirror. Due to this he relies mainly on his hearing and other senses. He can sense movement and sound and relies on that more than what he actually see's.

Yes he can make webs. Yes he does it frequently. Yes he traps food in them.

Eight is carnivorous and eats small animals ranging from mice, rabbits, rats, squirrels, cats, and more.

He is very flexible, horrifically so, it's quite scary.

Stims a lot, physically and verbally ranging from flapping his arms to nawing on himself or anything around him.

Eight can also climb on walls and ceilings with ease.

His memory is messy and confusing, sometimes coming back to him in random bursts.

No he is not related to Bw at all he has never even heard of her.

He is very good at sewing :)

PERSONALITY

Eight is just a silly goofy little guy. He talks a lot about everything on his mind all the time. If he thinks it he'll say it. Due to his "talk first think later" mentality, he often snaps back with snarky comments unintentionally or is just plain rude without noticing because he's literally just speaking his mind. He's working on it. Despite this he is genuinely very caring and nice and just wants friends to talk to for hours even if all they'll do is just sit and listen.

LIKES AND DISLIKES

Likes:

Small spaces

Other bugs!! Both to eat and play with :)

The dark

Ishida & mona!!!

Sweaters

Climbing, running, just moving around in general

Talking

Making friends :D

Eating

Dislikes:

Wolves cats and coyotes (steal his food)

Quite people

Being hungry

Rain

Being restrained or in any situation where he can't move around

BACKSTORY

Eight remembers nothing from before he was turned or even how he was turned. He woke up in a forest as a spider mutant and just kind of rolled with it, living in the forest for a while before getting bored and lonely, so he decided to explore. In his exploration he came across the turtles massive fucking mansion and was like "OMG SO MANY HIDING SPACES!!!" and pretty much just crawled in through somewhere (maybe an open window or a vent) he wandered around only intending to stay for a bit then head back to where he called "home" until he heard ishida and was in aw "COOL PERSON!!!!! :DDD" so he stuck around to see him again and became the houses unknown pest control, in return for consuming all rodents and other small animals he covered every possible hiding place in webs.

On another day of saying hi to an unknowing ishida (I mean he literally just. Sat in the shadows and waved at ishida or to him a green and white blurry thing. It's like waving at a character on a tv lol) he got distracted and slipped up, not noticing donnie and pretty much unable to see where he was freaked out and got his ass caught.. Oh no... :( BOZO sorry anyways and then starts a new era of being restrained and the looming threat of losing his arms and eyes ^^

It's unsure why he has such an interest in Ishida, maybe it's admiration? Maybe he thinks he's pretty?? Or maybe he's just really fucking hungry and wants to eat him, he does eat rabbits after all.... :/// idc what you interpret it as or whatever!! I'll literally just go with whatever people would want more ><

Haha okay thats all uh yea twirls hair and makes myself sick of anxiety 😞

To whoever see's this i hope u like and don't think im weird :3

[lem-argentum]

did some of these questions for fun below tha cut *twirls* <3

1. character name? / 2. data center?

RUDY ODDWARD @ AETHER, FAERIE B) <3

3. favorite class?

MACHINIST SWEEP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

4. favorite expansion?

heavens.ward so far :) <3

5. favorite scion?

looks at the camera. otherwise it’s y.shtola and alphi.naud ^_^ <3

6. current glam?

the lvl60 mch set >:>!!! i dyed it red. i know i’ll find gear i like more eventually but it suits rudy well SO FOR THE FORESEEABLE FUTURE HE LOOKS LIKE THIS ⬇️ (also he has the skull eyepatch forever. he wore one all the time early-game so it is canon to him now) <3

7. favorite dye?

i would have to check the name of the one i’m using i did not pay attention . rolanberry red i believe? <3

8. biggest accomplishment?

doing co-op at all *BA DUM-TSS*

9. favorite song?

THE GREAT GUBAL LIBRARY ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

10. best zone?

HMMMMM. IDYLLSHIRE/THE DRAVANIAN HINTERLANDS.

12. best dungeon?

THE GREAT GUBAL LIBRARY ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! also um the antitower had my favorite characters in duty support so that one too <3

14. favorite raid?

i haven’t worked up the confidence to do regular 8-person raids yet </3. if alliance raids count then SYRCUS TOWERRRRRRRR

15. best memory?

i don’t have many to pick from yet. umm. my favorite moment is the steps of faith duty BECAUSE THE OTHER SCIONS ARE THERE FIGHTING WITH YOU AND ITS COOLLL AND THE STAKES ARE HIGH AND—

16. favorite primal?

OH I WAS GOING TO SKIP THIS ONE BUT ACTUALLY ITS SUSANO. FUN GUY + HIS FIGHT WAS AWESOME. PUTTING BUTTON MASHING + SHELL GAME MINIGAMES IN THERE IS SUCH A FUN MECHANIC IDEA

21. starting class?

archer :) <3 ranged dps my beloved <3

22. afk spot?

when i want to go somewhere i know other people won’t be around, i go to the cliff with flowers above moghome ^^ otherwise i sit on top of the boxes near the skysteel manufactory :)

23. how much gil do you have?

300,000……… <-FREE TRIAL CAP. I’LL HAVE TO BUY IT WHEN IM DONE WITH STB SO. EFNJD SOON

25. favorite minion?

baby bat :> <3 my favorite pet in the game castle crash.ers was always the bat, so i like having a bat here too. as reference to my childhood……… <3

26. favorite mount?

rose lanner :) <3 it matches rudy to me!!!!!

29. one feature/content you want added to the game?

th.ancred/wol kiss scene /JOKE /JOKE /J

[kreativewritin444]

that way // j.m

friends dont look at friends that way: tate mcRae

i keep getting inspo from songs

prompt: the song lol

WARNINGS: hiding feelings, cussing, drugs/alcohol. sex, mentions of blood, fighting

if you enjoy give some luv xx all writings are mine!!

//

Run me in circles like you always do Mess with me on purpose, so I'll hang on to you

thalia routledge, twin sister to john b. had a funny game going on with her brother's bestfriend, jj maybank.

thalia has had a crush on jj since 6th grade, jj having a crush on thalia since 8th grade. yet, neither of them admitting anything to one another.

jj brought girls back all the time, no one managing to keep his attention longer than a night. thalia noticed that, how jj always had someone but never for long. it hurt seeing random girls leave the spare room off your house when jj stayed over.

so to ignore that feeling, thalia began to flirt with random tourons that showed up to the parties. it was summer time, so bonfires happened every week.

thalia sat on a log beside pope and kie, laughing at popes story. she was on her third cup of the night, enjoying herself. she settled for a crop top and shorts with her swim suit underneath.

She looked good, jj noticed, hell everyone noticed. Thalia wasn’t

thalia got up to get herself another drink when she bumped into a very attractive touron.

“oh my god, im so sorry.” thalia quickly apologizes after seeing the last bit of her beer on the strangers shirt.

he smiles down at her, “it’s all good. i can take it off.” he throws his shirt off, allowing his abs be on full display.

“yes you can.” thalia bit her lip at the shirtless boy. he laughs at that.

“im jake.” the stranger named himself.

thalia smiles, “thalia. i was gonna get another beer, want one?”

what thalia didn’t notice was jj glaring her and the boy down, jealousy bubbling in his chest. without a second thought he threw down his cup, stalking towards the pair.

“hey thalia. who’s this?” jj glared down the boy.

thalia goes to speak, but jake was quicker.

“jake. who are you?” jake stood up a little straighter.

“someone who owns a shirt. thalia come on we are about to leave.” jj goes to grab thalia’s arm but she steps back.

“i know where i live jj. im not leaving yet.” she glared at the blond, what is he doing?

jake watches jj with a smirk, jj gives jake a glare back.

“i didn’t ask.”

jake steps forward, “listen man. she said she’s not leaving, so why don’t you fuck off somewhere else.”

thalia rolls her eyes, of course male dominance needs to be shown. jake didn’t know jj, he didn’t know jj would love to start something with him. jj looks at thalia for a second, before swinging a punch at jake.

jake stumbles back, thalia yelling at jj to stop. jj glares at jake as jake goes to square up.

“fuckin’ enough!” thalia pushes jake back. she turns around grabbing jj’s arm storming off. she walks past the group, letting go off jj, heading off in the direction of her house.

“what the fuck happened over there?” john b’s voice rang from behind her.

thalia was absolutely pissed, she deals with jj flirting all the time, and now he wants to ruin her chance. god he’s unbelievable.

//

said it was never gonna happen

then almost kissed me in the dark

a few weeks passed since the incident at the party happened. thalia still pretty livid, but didn’t want jj to know. she knew some game was being played between the two, she was just gonna make sure she won.

tonight the pogues sat around, smoking drinking. john b and sarah sat cozied up together, pope and kie in a deep discussion.

thalia sat on a blanket, jj a few feet away. she sat in her thoughts, finishing off her beer.

“hey princess.” jj called out to thalia, she ignoring it. she tried her best to ignore him lately, but yet failed.

jj kicks her leg, “thalia.”

thalia glared at the boy, “what jj?” he smiled at her reaction.

“you still mad about the other night? look if i would’ve known you had that big of crush o-”

thalia interrupted, “it was not a crush! jesus, it would just be nice to talk to a boy without having you get all protective.”

jj shot up, “well choose better people to talk too, and i won’t have too.” thalia laughed at that.

“oh right, let me go after some trashy girls who wanna fuck anything walking. like you, right?” she stood up after that heading towards the house.

she heard feet following her, making her roll her eyes. “what do you want jay?”

she reaches in the fridge grabbing another beer.

“i didn’t realize it would be such a big deal. i was honestly doing you a favor, the guy was fucking shirtless.” his hands run through his hair.

“’cause i spilt my drink on him! that is why, maybe if you’d stop worrying about me it wouldn’t matter.” she gulped back the beer, strongly wishing the drink would knock her out.

she goes to turn around when jay was right in front of her. she was trapped between him and the fridge. his hot breathe fanning her cheeks.

“i can’t stop caring about you, thalia.” he pushed her hair behind her ear, her eyes staring into his.

“why’s that?” her voice softer than before. their faces inches away. jj bit his lip, before slowly leaning down towards her lips. thalia’s eyes flickered closed waiting for them to meet.

“yo!” the front door slammed opened as pope laughed. the two breaking apart. thalia grabs her drink before pushing past jj. not even sparing him a glance.

//

cause i don’t even know what we are

i dont even know where to start

but i can play the part

Thalia sat on the boat, staring off in space. (Not really ) she stared at jj shirtless talking to her brother and pope.

If JJ was gonna try to ruin her chances, she’ll just make him regret it. She knows Jj like the back of her hand, he likes a challenge.

Why not give him the biggest challenge? Herself.

She wore a high waisted black bikini, her curves showing well. She was a well filled girl, beautiful in everyway. She had her insecurities but she’s been on a path of self love for a good while now.

She was smart to wear sunglasses, no one could tell she was checking out her best friend.

Since it was summer it was a obvious that she’d have a white claw in hand

—

everyone was on the boat today, enjoying the nice weather. kie brought her ‘juice boxes’, jj brought some weed. we had no destination to go beside use up some of the boats gas.

thalia sat with kie and sarah, the girls giggling over some stupid joke someone said. thalia and jj haven’t spoked since the almost kiss. thalia diverted her gaze anytime she made eye contact with jj..

“hey bird, stop the boat.” thalia called out john b’s nickname, making sarah snicker.

john b glared at his sister, but neverless stopped the boat. thalia stood up, undressing out of her cover up.

“im getting in the water.” and with that she jumped in. everyone following after her. she swam up to the surface, just be splashed from jj jumping in right beside her.

he rose to the surface, smiling at thalia. she flipped him off, swimming softly in one spot.

“you wound me princess.” jj mocked. thalia rolled her eyes.

“good you deserve it.”

he furrowed his eyebrows, “why are you being such a bitch lately?” thalia eyes flicker over to the rest of the group. no one paying attention to your conversation.

“im not being a bitch. you are just fucking annoying.” she spit some water out. jj demeanor changed, from joking to cold.

“whatever, you are acting like a spoiled brat.”

“me? your the one that keeps sabotaging me. for why? i dont know.” thalia started swimming towards the boat. tired of dealing with jj.

“i’m not sabotaging you, i could care less what you do, thalia.” jj called out from behind her.

“ha, that’s not what you said the other night.” thalia shot back, it was getting annoying how he acted like he cared for her. then didn’t,

//

we say were friends , but im catching you across the room

it makes no sense ‘cause we’re fighting over what we do

thalia and jj have been at eachothers throats, annoying the rest of the group the last few days.

today was another party considering it was friday. thalia was determined to get a rise out of jj tonight. she enjoyed getting a rise out the boy.

she looked at herself in the mirror, happy with her appearance. tight shorts, a cute shirt that flattered her in every way. her hair was braided, thanks to kie.

she walked out her room, john b was trying to stack empty beer cans together. thalia giggled at her brother.

“when we leaving.” she plopped down on the couch beside’s pope. he put a arm around her shoulder.

“we are just waiting on jj.” she rolled her eyes at this. she glanced down at her phone, 7:57.

“well if he isn’t here in 5 i’m leaving with out him.” she declared making john b roll his eyes.

“what is going on with you two?” pope gave her a pointed look.

“nothing! he’s just fucking annoying.” she muttered picking at her chipped nails. the boys leave it, thalia grateful.

she knows she’s being a brat, but she’s mad. she knows jj has something he isn’t telling her, and she isnt gonna deal with being sabotaged from her own enjoyment ‘cause he’s scared to admit he likes her.

thalia is too stubborn to tell him about her feelings so the game is gonna continue.

thalia was brought out her thoughts at the door swinging open, jj walking in. speak of the devil he shall appear. his eyes catch hers, she gives him a glare. she stood up with a huff.

“finally. let’s go.” thalia muttered, bumping shoulders with jj as she walked out the door.

//

and there’s no way that i’ll end up being with you

but friends dont look at friends that way

thalia sat quietly with the group, stuck in her thoughts. was she taking this too far with jj? allowing him to bother her that much, she was acting ridiculous.

she sighed, gulping down that last bit of vodka she had. she glanced over at john b’s bag , the glass bottle reflecting the moonlight. she got up, walking towards him.

she slips the bottle out, john b glances over. she pours herself some more, closing everything back up. she goes to walk to her seat, but was now taken by jj.

she rolls her eyes not even bothering him, before just walking off. jj frowns at this, not understanding why she didn’t say anything to him. watching her figure walk off, he sighs taking a sip of his cup.

she roamed aimlessly through the crowd, enjoying the alone time. she decides amongst herself, that she no longer will keep this game up with jj. tonight she will do whatever she wants, and no one will say a damn thing. including jj maybank.

she realizes she walked a little too far, when her eyes land on a few of the kooks. making eye contact with topper, kelce, and rafe. she rolls her eyes, turning in the direction back to her friends.

she stumbles into someone, deja vu hitting her again. “watch i- thalia?” jake stood in front of you, luckily this time you didn’t spill stuff on him. she nods softly.

“hey jake.” she smirked at this, what were the odds. he smiles softly, “glad you didn’t spill your drink this time.”  he comments motioning towards the cup.

she laughs, “luck was on my side.” she takes a small sip of her cup, jake checks her out subtly, “must be on mine too.” he smiles.

he glances around, “your boyfriend gonna show up again?” she rolls her eyes.

“he’s not my boyfriend; and i hope not that was too much.” he rubs the back of his neck.

“well good to know.” she glances back towards her friends, they were about 10 feet away at this point. her eyes flickered from their faces, catching jj eyes. he stared at her with a pointed look.

she gulps, looking away. she takes a bigger sip of the vodka. “how long are you here for?” she questions him.

“till tomorrow.” he takes out a dab pen. she wants to giggle at that. she glances back seeing jj still staring at her. she glares at him back, annoyed.

“what about you?” her attention was brought back. “oh, i live here.” she was honestly done with this onversation, he was getting a little boring.

“that’s pretty dope, i’d kill to live on the beach.” she nods, her eyes still not leaving jj’s. jake follows her gaze, seeing the familiar boy who punched him in the face.

“what’s his deal?” he glared the boy down, jj smirked at him. thalia sighed, “i have no clue. hey jake? i actually really need to pee.”

 a simple lie, she left after that. walking back towards the group, well aware of jj’s eyes on her still. she looked in his direction sending him a wink.

she comes back and sits down in between kie and jj. she takes another sip of her drink, before glancing at jj.

“you know jj.” she leans towards the boy, a soft whisper escapes her glossy lips. jj leans forward, humming.

“friends don’t look at friends that way.” and with that she leans back starting a conversation with kie.

//

this was something i started then decided i didnt like it so i made a new one which i already posted, ill put the link to it below... but i decided to post this one bc its just sitting in my drafts. its not rlly finished just kinda cliffhanger i guess.

[serumandsteel]

the way we heal | jj maybank

- pairings: jj maybank x reader

- summary: people deal with trauma in different ways but it seems that jj thinks you don't care about the loss of your friends and deep down himself but he just needs to understand that people heal in their own time and through their own meanings, he just needed to be reassured of it. kinda pre season 2 ep 1 give ot take

- warning(s): really motherfucking angsty and swearing. mention of substance abuse

- wc: 2.2k :))))

a/n: all my fics the pogues and reader are the age 17/18 only because that's more comfortable for me to write. its been a long long time since i have wrote something so sorry for and spelling errors

People tend to deal with trauma differently. It could be resulting to crying you eyes out until you can’t breath and you can’t see through your tears clouding your eyes. Drinking until your liver wants to shut down and you whole body is so numb that yourself and everyone around you is so tuned out that you can’t function. Resulting to drugs to either feel something or not to feel anything at all. Or to have something to blame your actions on from yourself acting out simply because you don’t know how to handle the situation of a friend dying.

See you on the other hand dealt with it internally or the whim and feeling of not accepting death. Maybe it was your subconscious talking wanting you not to accept or maybe it was the gut feeling that you always got telling you that they were actually alive and have survived that storm that ‘supposedly’ had swept them away because “no body was found”.

This ‘gut feeling’ had always been right in many life or death situations. Or even just you picking out an outfit that you were unsure of whether it was going to get the boys attention that you had a crush on. It did indeed get his attention that night because that’s how you ended up loosing your virginity that night but that’s besides the point.

The best way you could describe it was like when people would do personality tests and it would ask “are you controlled by your heart or what you feel” probably not those exact words but you get the point. I felt with my feelings if my gut said yes then it was a yes.

Since the night that John B and Sarah had ‘died’ your gut had been telling you the opposite. That they were in fact not dead. As Big John use to say when you were a kid, you can never kill a Routledge. At the time it seemed like bullshit but now it was starting to grow on you.

However now your two friends were presumed dead and not everyone dealt with trauma like you did. Some would even go as far to say that you didn’t actually give a fuck that your friends were dead because you hadn’t cried or you hadn’t drunk yourself into a state of no return or resulted to smoking weed every single day and spray painted ‘murder’ on Ward Cameron’s estate. But at least Kiara wasn’t lying.

But the thing was you hadn’t cried because you couldn’t, you quite literally hated crying because it made you feel weak. Even if you tried and you tried your hardest but nothing came. At this point you could go as far as denial. This gut feeling was like getting hit by a semi truck every time a thought came into your head questioning maybe they were dead. Maybe they did get swept away at sea and never to return.

Your gut feeling was simply not letting you mourn the loss of John B and Sarah and now everyone thought you were an emotionless bitch. I mean they were right to a point but not the whole point.

So that brought you to current day driving around the Cut and night playing fucking real life Where’s Wally but its Where’s JJ Maybank because he’s blacked out drunk somewhere and now you’re on a rescue mission. Not like you had done enough of those in the last few weeks.

About an hour ago your phone rang and it was JJ asking you to come pick him up since somehow he had now idea where he had ended up and was too far gone to put together his surroundings. Well that’s what you had assumed he said since you had to decipher his slurred words.

At this point you had driven around the whole island and gone to every hid out spot that he would go smoke at or to just get away from everyday life. You had gone to all but one place. Where you avoiding that particular house because it held so many memories, plus the fact you hadn’t been near the place since shit hit rock bottom. Yes? But it was the highest chance that JJ was sitting on that dock with his legs swinging over it with a beer in hand.

Well you were right. As you walked down the old dock to where JJ was sitting it was if you could feel all the emotions, thoughts and disbelief crawling their way up your skin from the ground you were walking on. But that gut feeling was like a wave of fire, burning it all the way back to the ground.

“I don’t know why I just didn’t look here first. I should have known aye” you half heartedly said trying to keep the conversation light since you didn’t know what state JJ was going to be in. From the huff you got in response told you he wasn’t in the mood to talk.

“How much have you had J?” You asked with concern but still trying to keep you voice light and less reprimanding because you knew he was in a too fragile state for you to be angry.

“Does it even matter how much Iv had. I don’t feel shit anymore” he replied back with his words straight forward and sobered.

“Well have you even given yourself a break for your body to sober up for you to even feel the effects of it? Or have you still been going since yesterday when I saw you? J its not going to do shit if you don’t give it a rest for at least a day or so” you said back trying you best to keep you and your voice as calm as possible. You fucking hated seeing JJ like this, you would never say it to his face but fuck it just reminded you of his dad when he got into states like this. Until the last week you had never seen JJ this bad. But could you blame him.

“You just don’t get it do you” JJ was now facing you and by the tone of his voice you had unintentionally struck a nerve that you were actively avoiding. “Why did you even fucking come if you’re just going to tell me how I should cope. Do you even care that JB has gone? He was our best fucking friend. He was my fucking brother my only family! And he’s fucking gone just like his old man. You haven’t even shed a tear y/n. You’re just acting like nothing had happened. Do you even care!” JJ was now on his feet breathing heavily and his jaw so clenched you’re surprised his teeth haven’t broken

“J, please do not yell at me right now” you asked with your voice shaking trying to hold back something that was bubbling at the surface. Was it anger or was it the water works that desperately needed to be let out.

JJ started to walk back up the dock, showing that he was done with this conversation that he could have avoided if he didn’t ask you in the first place to come pick him up. Deep down he knew that you would be the only one to come and get him, he just wasn’t as good at showing his gratefulness due to the alcohol that was numbing him.

“JJ just wait please, please don’t walk away” You stood back up and starting walking after him quick on the backs of his feet. He halted his tracks and turned around to look at you with a pained look in his face, as you got up close you could see his eyes stained red. Either from crying or the linger of weed still in his system.

“What could you possibly want to say y/n. I really thought you would be the last person not to care about this” JJ was now right up in your face and his voice was holding back trying his best not to yell. But that last sentence had taken you back.

“You think I don’t care JJ!” now you starting yelling “of course I give a shit JJ our friends are gone, they are not fucking here. I know it might not seem that I don’t care. But just because I’m not crying my eyes out every hour or drinking myself into a state where I don’t now where the fuck I am or getting high that I spray paint on any wall I see” your breath was now battling to come to the surface because you were talking so fast.

“Just because Im not doing any of those things doesn’t mean I don’t care JJ! People deal with this shit differently and you need to understand that” you breathed out trying to grasp for air again “the thing is JJ I have this annoying gut feeling thats telling me that John B and Sarah are not dead, and its literally preventing me to mourn them. I have convinced myself that they are alive and I can’t fucking mourn non dead people J. I don’t know how to fucking explain it”

“Well why didn’t you just tell us that” he replied after bit letting your whole rant sink into his brain, weaving its way through the alcohol that was clouding it.

“Because JJ! Even saying that out loud I sound fucking crazy, like I’m in a deep pit of denial. The thing is I’m far from denial. Yes I know there is a massive fucking fat chance that they are dead and have been food for the sharks” you exclaimed

“Don’t make it worse y/n” JJ shook his head not very happy with your choice of words

“Okay yeah sorry bad wording. Im sorry” you lowered your head in sorrow wanting to slap yourself in the face for trying to make jokes out of trauma.

“So its not that I don’t care J, trust me I do care. But John B and Sarah are not physically here with us and I cant physically care for them right now. But when we see them can do that”

“Y/n -“ JJ tried to get a word in but you hadn’t finished

“Don’t JJ. We will see them again” you put an emphasis on ‘will’ “I trust my gut and even you know that when I get a gut feeling that it’s always been right. Correct?”

“Yes but -“ he tried to get another word in but you needed him to listen.

“JJ I care about you. I care about Kiara and Pope. You guys are physically here for me to care for. The thing is I haven’t spoken to Kie since she’s with Pope half the time and I have spoken to Pope since he’s with Kid half the time and you? I can’t speak to you because your too far gone in beers to for me to even get a coherent conversation in” This was such an over due conversation to be had, you were now on the verge of hyperventilating. You needed JJ to hear this. Fully sober would have been better but half sober is the best you’re gonna get.

“JJ I understand if that’s how you’re going to deal with all of this but you can’t throw yourself completely away. We need you. I need you JJ. I can’t have you going off the deep end and then we loose you too. You need to be here for when we get John B back. He will need you for when he’s back”. The water works that you had been holding back had finally been released and trust it to be in front of JJ. He was your fucking rock, you couldn’t loose him. No way that would be your last day on earth if that were to happen.

“I-. Im sorry. I’m just so fucking lost y/n. I don’t know what the fuck to do. You’re always at work and Kie and Pope are god knows where. I just want this to go away so fucking bad. All this pain, I feel like I have no one” JJ was now crying to and gripping your waist as is you could float away into the air

“I know JJ, but you have us you have always had us. But you have to be so stubborn sometimes that you won’t let us in and help, you won’t let me in a help you” you had JJ’s face in your hands making him look at you so he knew you meant every single word. “I’m so sorry if you didn’t think I cared and I wasn’t there to help you, I just deal with this shit in a different way. Just like every single other person. We all heal differently and that’s okay. It dosent mean we care less. It doesn’t mean I care less”

Now there you and JJ stand on the dock leading off the chateau both in each others embrace purging the pain that’s both been locked up inside you for so long. The past you and JJ had people really didn’t tend to understand but neither did you. But you would always find your way back to each other at the end of the day. Despite the fights you had in the past and the days you would be at each others throats screaming at each other to the days you would be secretly stealing a glance at him because you just couldn’t help yourself.

You would always be there to help him take the pain away and he was always be there to do the same for you.

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Oh Baby Chapter 7

Shoutout to the lovely @gibbsandpridegirl for brainstorming and co writing this with me

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Gibbs walked up to the officers who were trying to get the man, claiming to be Amelia’s grandfather, under control.

"Sir, do you live here?" one of the officer's asked as he approached.

“NO, but the little girl this man is yelling about is my daughter." Gibbs said, trying to take his anger but still glaring at the man.

"SHE IS NOT! "the man yelled.

The officers tried to pull the man back as he lunged at Gibbs. He swung, and if his target weren’t Gibbs he would have done some damage, but the marine and agent dodged in time and caught the man’s arm, twisting it around his back and handing him over to one of the many officers that were now there.

"I'll get her back. don't get in my way agent. you and that bitch of a wife of yours." "what the hell did you say?" Gibbs asked, hating how much he knew about his family. "She's awful pretty... that wife of yours especially when she goes on her little runs in those pink shorts." He sneered as the officer yanked him further away.

Gibbs was fuming as her turned to another officer.

"He's stalking m family.”

"we'll take him in, book him'.'

"after I see my daughter im coming down to talk to him!" Gibbs grunted.

"Sir!” The officer warned, and Gibbs realized he hadn’t IDed himself as an agent yet.

"agent" he says flashing his badge.

The cop nodded in understanding and joined his partner to discuss the situation as the other car took the man who was stalking the Gibbs family away.

"Gibbs, thank god. I'm so sorry we had to call you" Josh said shaking his hand.

"glad you did, you okay?" Gibbs said, looking around for any sign of Amelia. josh nodded and appeased him.

"Ami's upstairs with my girls. I'll get them." "Thanks for keeping them safe Josh." he said patting his arm.

"Poppa!"

Amelia yelled as Andi carried her back downstairs followed by Rylie in Josh’s arms.

"hey baby girl. I'm here. I'm here." He cooed as he scooped her out of her arms.

"I scared."

"I know princess but youre safe." He said.

"momma?" the little girl asked.

“She's on her way home. lets call her okay?" Amelia nodded quickly. The phone rang once before Y/N picked up.

"J, tell me she's okay."

"She' a just fine right meali?" "MOMMA

"Amelia squealed

" Hi baby" I Can't wait to see you. can you go thank aunt Andi-pants for me?" she asked

"Otay luv you momma." "I love you baby; she sniffed.

"J"

"he's in custody. They've been stalking us"

"well his wife is now on the run. The lawyer said she called to drop the charges minutes ago & said they’d ‘solve the problem on their own." "Shit" "we can't let this happen J!"

"i’m not letting anything happen to our family Y/N. Go straight to NCIS don’t stop for anything. I’ll get them set up with protection here and meet you there with Amelia.”

“Okay” she sniffed

“Sweetheart I’m not going to let anything happen to either of you, you know that.”

“I know, I just- god I need to be in your arms with Amelia right now.”

“Soon baby”

Gibbs caught up with one of the officers and had him stage at the house until he could get an agent there. He wrapped his daughter up his arms and kissed her head before tucking her In Her car seat.

“We’re gonna go see momma!”

“MOMMMMMA!” Amelia squealed and even in the panic in his chest, he couldn’t help but smile.

When he got to NCIS he was relieved to see Y/N already sitting in his chair, nervously biting her nails.

“Hey” he said trying not to startle her.

“Oh that god!” She huffed as she jumped up and wrapped her arms around him and Amelia.

“God I missed you” he said breathing in her scent.

“I missed you too! And you” she cooed at Amelia.

“Meals how about you go play with Abbs?” Gibbs said before Y/N stopped him.

“I really don’t-“

“In our secure conference room with a guard on the door.” He whispered to her

She nodded and let him pass her to Abby.

“I lm scared” she whimpered against his chest as he pulled her in.

“I know, I’m not letting anything happen to you.”

“Or yourself?” She sniffed.

Gibbs looked down at her.

“Promise?” she pushed

“Promise.” He said kissing her. “Always”

That, Gibbs had noticed, always calmed her, when he promised her always and he noticed it calmed him as well.

“Boss we’ve got a problem” McGee said as the team came in.

“What” Gibbs answered and y/n felt all of his fear and worry turn into a wall of anger to block everyone out.

“Mr Cobb, the man claiming to be Amelia’s grandfather just escaped.”

“WHAT?” Gibbs yelled and felt y/n flinch against him he took her hand gently as a silent apology.

“We aren’t sure what happened yet but he’s gone...”

Y/N went up to the conference room with Amelia while Gibbs and the team worked on the case. It was getting harder and harder for Gibbs to keep his cool however. And more and more difficult for y/n not to try to help in the case. When Abby came back up to play with Amelia, y/n took a moment to go check in. As she rounded the corner she heard the tell tale grunt of anger from her husband and a loud crash.

DiNozzo had just informed Gibbs that a threat had been called in against him, y/n, and Amelia and that it would be best for them to go into protective custody until the case was solved. He couldn’t hold in his emotions anymore and they all came out in the form of a growl and his stapler flying across the room to Tony’s empty desk.

Y/N ran up to him, knowing she was the only option to calm him when he was like this, her or Amelia, but he didn’t like Amelia seeing him so angry.

“Hey, hey” she whispered as she took his hand and guided him to the elevator.

She felt him relax a bit but knew he would argue “y/n I gotta-“

“You just murdered a staple Jethro... you need a minute.” He huffed and let her pull him into the elevator, flipping the switch to stop it himself and pulling her in to a tight hug. She hugged him back and heard a small sniffle, that she knew meant he was tearing up.

“Baby what’s going on?”

“There was a threat... you need to go into protective custody, you and Amelia.” He said, letting his tears go free for a moment.

“Are you coming with us? She sniffed as she wiped his tears.

He frowned. “Y/n you know I can’t with these people out there, I need to get them.” She nodded and held his face as he tried to stop more tears . “B-but I don’t think I can let you go alone. I made that mistake on-“

“Hey” she cut him off. “This is not that. That was not your fault and neither is any of this. I know you’d be our detail of you could... but it’d be silly to have one of the people being threatened doing the guarding, so how about the next best thing?” She asked and smiled at his confused look.

“Have Ziva be our detail. This isn’t your case anyway, Vance is letting you work it because he knows you won’t take no for an answer and family is first, but you know you’re going to have extra cops and agents, so have Ziva be our detail... and set us up somewhere that isn’t through normal Channels. I you know we’ll be okay!”

He nodded and pulled her into a kiss. “Maybe you should head this investigation.” He smiled

“Oh no your Poppa bear anger is going to be needed on this one!” She smiled.

“I won’t be able to call, I’ll check in with Ziva but we probably may not be able to

She nodded sadly “I hate this” she said

“Me too, god I’m gonna cry saying goodbye to meals and she’ll know somethings wrong.”

“So we tell her the truth, not everything but that we have to go away for a bit to stay safe, it’s not a bad thing to show our daughter that you have emotions. I’ll be blubbering like a baby when we leave. But it isn’t goodbye! We’ll be together soon” she sniffled and he pulled her into another hug.

“Me no leave Poppa!” Amelia cried when her parents explained that they had to go stay at uncle Tony’s with aunt Ziva for a while. First she said “my Ziva!” And the. She frowned and asked if her poppa was coming with them.

She pouted at the answer and cling to him. Y/n saw the tears form in her husband’s eyes as he hugged his daughter. She mouthed “we’ll be okay” to him and scooped her family in a hug.

“I know we’ll miss Poppa baby, but he is keeping us and other people safe. And we get to have a little sleep over. And we’ll be back with daddy in No time.”

“Why daddy no come wife us?”

“I have to catch the bad guys princess, but I love you so much. You be good for momma okay?”

She nodded sadly and grabbed her dad’s face.

“I luh you poppa! ou our hero! Momma and me see ou soon!”

“I’ll see you both soon baby girl.” He whispered through tears and kissed her head and then Y/N’s.

“We love you J! Be safe please?”

“You too. Please” his voice broke and he leaned their foreheads together.

“Always. We WILL be together soon!”

It had been a few days since the girls when into protective custody and Y/N was woken up again by a screaming Amelia.

“Meali what’s going on?” She cooed scooping her up from the pack and play they were using as a crib and taking her back to the bed.

“Me want poppa! Me want poppa!”

Y/n sighed and whispered ‘me too baby, me too. He’s keeping us safe and he loves you!”

“We talk to him?”

“He’s busy bug, well hopefully he’s sleeping right now” she sighed knowing he wasn’t.

“Stay?” She asked

“Ofcourse we can snuggle here.”

“Poppa blankie!” She shrieked.

“Oops can’t forget that!” She chuckled and scooped her out of bed to get the shirt of gibb’s that she snuggles to sleep. Like mother like daughter y/n thought as she snuggled into her husband’s tee shirt and sweatshirt she wore to sleep.

The next morning y/n woke to a snoozing Amelia next to her, all curled up with Gibbs shirt and a little smirk on her face that reminded her of her husband’s.

She smiled and took out her camera. She couldn’t have her phone with her so she’d been using her old digital camera that she’d stashed in a junk drawer and grabbed while packing. She had been taking photos of her and Amelia so Gibbs didn’t have to miss anything, even if it was (hopefully) not much longer.

She had sent Ziva for scrapbook stuff and her and Amelia were working on a ‘poppa project’ to keep them busy.

Amelia woke up slowly and cooed quietly. “Momma” she said snuggling into her.

“Me miss poppa”

“Me too love”

“Poppa luh us lots”

“He sure does”

“We work on poppa project?” Amelia perked up making Y/N smile.

“After breakfast!” She smiled

A few hours late, they were sitting on the floor working on the scrap book when Amelia suddenly broke into tears. “Poppa blankie!!!!!”

“Okay baby I’ll get it”

“It no here!” She squealed.

“Okay I’m looking!!!”

Amelia was right it was no where to be found. After hours of searching and distracting her from tears, y/n finally got her to settle by putting Gibbs sweat shirt on her and wrapping her up like a little burrito. She giggled and sniffed the sweatshirt and snuggled into her momma.

“Momma snuggle?”

“Sure baby, let’s snuggle and watch a movie?”

She nodded and they both say “Moana” at the same time.

Y/n was released when Amelia was finally snoozing against her when she heard the door open. She heard Ziva’a cue that it was her and she didn’t have to worry and whispered “shh finally got the chipmunk to sleep.”

“Rough day?” She whispered

“Mhm” y/n groaned “can’t find ‘Poppa blankie’ it’s been an afternoon that’s for sure.’

“That might be our fault” she said and signaled near the door and Abby stepped out from begins the wall with an adorable rebbe bear, clearly made from Gibbs tshirt.

Y/N felt tears spring to her eyes.

“You! You made this?” She said and took the bear with the hand that wasn’t on Amelia.

“Yeah it was ziva’s idea and I did the sewing.”

“Thank you!” Her voice cracked and she settled the bear next to Amelia, smiling as she noticed how much it smelled like Gibbs.

As soon as she put the bear near Amelia her little arm shot out and she snuggled it close to her. Her eyes crack open when she smelled the bear. “Poppa blankie?” She asks, y/n smiled at the way she resembles Gibbs when she’s confused.

“Ziva and abbs made Poppa blankie into a Poppa bear!” She smiled as Amelia snuggled the bear and looked up at her ‘aunts’ “sank ou!” She squealed and blew them kisses as she snuggled the bear!

“Can I take a picture? I won’t send it to anyone I just want to show Gibbs.”

“Yeah that’s fine, they don’t know about you or I just the Gibbs’.”

“Can you print us a copy for our Poppa project?” Y/N smiled and hugged Amelia as Abby agreed and took the picture.

Y/N set Amelia and her Poppa bear down and walked Abby out. “Thank you both so much” she said through tears.

“We brought you something too” Ziva said and looked and Abby and nodded.

“Abbs?”

Abby smiled and pulled out a letter and one of gibb’s hoodies from her bag.

“He wrote you this, and told me to have you swap sweatshirts so this one smells like him, but since lil Gibbs is all wrapped up in that one I’m sure he won’t mind you having both for now.” She smiled and held the sweatshirt to her nose.

“Thank you”

“He sent this too”

It was a little wooden heart. She could tell the it was hand carved and smiled as she turned it over. All 3 of thier initials were carved in the back with the word ‘always’ she teared up and smiled as she put held the heard close to her chest and went to get the note she had written him.

“Please tell him I love it. And that we love him? I know that’s a weird thing to make you do but.”

“Not weird at all! I’ll tell him!”

“Thank you!” She whispered as she hugged her.

“And you!” She said turning to Ziva after Abby had left. “You back on duty?”

Ziva shook her head. “Nah but i figured you wouldn’t mind me camping out here? I’ll feel better.” Y/N breathed a sigh of relief, she had been dreading the first night that Ziva wouldn’t be the one watching over them.

“We will too, come on” she said pulling Ziva to finish the movie with Amelia.

Gibbs was sulking over a file at his desk when Abby walked in.

“Um... Gibbs?”

“Yeah abbs”

“Sorry to interrupt but um I saw y/n and Amelia today”

His face softened and he got a bit of a sad look in his eye.

“I took this picture for you” she said handing him the framed picture of his girls with ‘poppa bear’

He smiled and gave a soft laugh.

“Thank you for this” he said with teary eyes.

“She like the bear?”

“Loved it, wouldn’t let go of it and y/n loved the heart and says they love you. “

He nodded, eyes not leaving the picture.

“Y/n sent this”

She said giving him the envelope and noticing it felt heavier than a letter.

He opened the envelope to find the necklace Amelia and he had given her for thier first Mother’s Day.

He picked up the note and smiled through tears as he held onto the chain.

‘My sweet Jethro, you know I never take this off. But right now all I can do is hang on to the things I know mean a lot to you while we’re away. . Like your hoodie, your notes, pictures, and your Amelia. Sweet Amelia with your glare and smile and sass. Her and I love you more than you could ever know and that’s why I’m lending you this necklace. The first gift I got as a mom. Whenever I hold onto it I think about how much love and luck lives in our little family. I hope it brings that to you too. Please know that we love you and we can not wait to be back in your arms. You’re daughter is as cranky without you as you are with out coffee. I love you Jethro, and so does our daughter. Stay safe and promise you’ll see me soon and love me always.

Love always,

Your Y/N

Gibbs was holding back tears as he clasped the chain around his neck and tucked it under his shirt.

Over the next few days both Gibbs, and Amelia (and even Y/N) grew crankier and crankier. Everytime he started to get upset, he’d place his hand over y/N’s necklace that was tucked under his shirt and just think about his girls.

He was currently drinking his coffee and looking at a picture of his girls when his phone rang and showed ziva’s name. He panicked knowing she was on y/n and Amelia duty.

“Ziva, what’s wrong? Everything okay?”

“Everything is fine gunny” he heard Y/N’s voice and his breath caught

“Y/N” he whispered

“Ziva said there was no threat of them tracing calls from her phone to yours so I begged”

“I’m glad you did, I miss you”

“God Jay I miss you so much.” She said through tears.

“Baby don’t cry.”

“I can’t help it, I miss my man” she whispered.

“God I can’t wait to hold you”

“Me either.” She sighed “someone is impatiently waiting for me in the bedroom, would you like to say hi”

“God, yes. I’m glad everyone went home because if I wasn’t crying now as soon as she-”

“POPPA!?” Amelia’s squeal interrupted him and he couldn’t fight back his tears anymore .

“Hi princess! I miss you so much!”

“Me miss ou poppa! Me luh ou! Me hug poppa bear and -nuggle momma cause she no seep wifout ou!” She babbled.

“I’m so glad you’re these to take care of momma for me” he rasped out.

“She get sad and me too but den we -nuggle and work on poppa project and we okay!”

Gibbs winced at the idea of y/n being so upset but smiled at the strength of his girls.

“You are both so strong, you and momma are being so brave for me”

“We see you soon?”

“Yup as soon as I get the bad guys!”

“Me miss poppa sing”

“How about I sing you to sleep?” He smiles as he hears her cheer and clap. “You and momma all tucked in?”

“We sure are” y/n says as he hears Amelia’s little yawn.

The girls curl up together and listen to Gibbs sing until Amelia falls asleep. Gibbs and y/n talk for a while longer until gibbs phone rings with a call from McGee.

As much as Gibbs hated ending the call, it was worth it when McGee told him there was finally a breakthrough they needed. By morning, of things went right, Gibbs would have both his girls back in his arms.

Y/N woke to a knock on the bedroom door. It was the Ziva knock so, she knew she didn’t have to open it prepared for an agent she didn’t know. But when she opened the door it wasn’t Ziva in front of her, it was her husband. Tears ran down her face and she launched into his arms. He curled his arms around her and whispered how much he loved her in her ear.

She pulled away just enough to capture his lips in a passionate kiss. Needy in the sense that it was their first kiss in over 2 weeks but loving and PG enough that they remembered where they were.

They pulled away and held each other again and y/n whispered, “I never want to let go of you but we have a little girl who hasn’t been woken up by her favorite person in far too long.”

He smiled and nodded with tears in his eyes as he kissed her forehead and then carefully walked over to the bed. He kneeled down in front of her as y/n sat on the other side.

He stroked her cheek and whispered “good morning meali moo” as he leaned over to kiss her.

She woke with a gasp and yelled POPPA! As her eyes filled with tears to match her parents and she threw herself at her father, clinging on to him.

“I missed you baby”

“Me luh you poppa!”

“I love you too! And your momma!” He said as he sat on the bed and curled his free arm around his beaming wife. Thankful to finally be safely back with his family.

Next chapter

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[marvel-sluts]

please don't go.

request: Can I request prompts 3. Please don't go & 16. Enemies to lovers with Tom Holland? 😊 - @palna (sorry it won't let me tag you)

prompt list

pairing: Tom Holland x reader

warnings: swearing, emotional abuse, angst, fluff

summary: you worked with Tom on set and ever since the first day he hated you. one day he overhears a phone call between you and your Dad, making him feel horrible for how he treated you.

a/n: im planning on making a masterlist soon so look out for it! anyway, enjoy lovlies!

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you opened the door to your apartment after a hard day at work. flopping onto the sofa and turning on the TV, not really paying attention to the six o'clock news.

that bloody Holland kid thinks he has the right to make your life a living hell. from the moment you met him he hated you.

you walk into the room flashing a smile to the people in there. you had been chosen to play a part in the new spider man movie. having quite a few successful movies under your belt you were well known.

you went round shaking hands with people, each one of them greeting you with a small smile and a hello. that was until you reached a certain individual.

"hi, I'm y/n" you say holding out you hand.

he looked you up and down with a grimace and looked at your outstretched hand, taking it in his and shaking it roughly.

"Holland, Tom Holland."

the buzz of you phone wakes you from your trance and you looked down to see your best friends name flash on the screen.

you quickly answer the phone and her voice can be heard throughout the room.

"sorry to bother you like this y/n but can we go out tonight? I had a shit day at work and need someone to take my mind off of it." she said.

"you read my mind, where do you want to go?" you ask, relieved to have an excuse to leave the house.

"how about the bar down the road from your house?" she said.

"sure, let me get changed out of my clothes first."

"okay I will be at your house in half an hour." she said hanging up the phone.

you run up the stairs and put on a black skirt and a pink shirt, touching up your makeup from filming and pulling on a pair of boots.

a few minutes later b/f/n (best friends name) rings the doorbell of your apartment and you go to greet her.

you reached the bar and grabbed one of the only remaining tables.

"so, what made your day so shitty?" you asked taking a sip of your gin.

"just my dickhead of a manager. he has given me about 5 projects and is expecting them all done by next week." she sighs rolling her eyes at you.

you snort into your drink "like your gonna get all of that done in such a short amount of time." you say.

"I know right. anyway whats going on with you?" she asked, knowing something was up. "is it that Holland guy again? I swear to god I will punch his nose in if he's done anything to you." she said, knowing how much he bothers you.

"there is nothing that you can do. he just gets on my nerves. I don't know what his deal is with me." you say.

"what does he do?"

"glares at me alot, won't speak to me unless its to criticise what I'm doing and just overall makes my life miserable." you say with a sigh.

"and you dad...?" b/f/n asked.

"same as usual, he still hates me and continues to tell me how much of a failure I am." you say rolling your eyes. your dad was a dick, you and him had never gotten on.

"I know, you just have to ignore him. he just doesn't see how amazing you are." she said smiling at you.

"I guess..."

after a few hours of talking and forgetting your problems. b/f/n drove you home.

after getting undressed you collapsed on your bed, exhausted. falling asleep within seconds.

******

you woke up with a start and checked your phone. shit. you had slept through your alarm and you were going to be late for filming.

quickly pulling on clothes and fixing your hair and makeup you ran to your car and got to set only 15 minutes late.

"oh here she is, finally decided to show up did you?" came a chastising voice.

you sighed, knowing immediately who it was, choosing to ignore the comment you walked to your trailer.

the hair and makeup team quickly got to work on you, making you look amazing within minutes.

after throwing a quick thanks over your shoulder, you rushed to set and got told what scene they were filming and where to stand.

half an hour later you heard a "and cut, great job guys. go and get read for the next scene."

you quickly checked your script and realised that you were needed for the next scene, opting to go to your trailer and wait to be called.

suddenly your phone rang, making you jump. you picked it up before checking who it was, assuming it was b/f/n.

"oh you've finally decided to stop ignoring my calls have you?"

shit, it was your Dad. "hey dad, and for the record I wasn't ignoring them. I was working."

"yeah, what job again? that acting thing of yours? how many times y/n, thats not a job."

"okay" you whispered quietly, just wanting this to be over.

"your such a worthless bitch you know that? even your Mum thought that before she died. it was probably you who killed her. admit it y/n. you killed her." he said, trying to press your buttons.

"how many times Dad, the doctors said that she died of a heart attack. it wasn't me." you say.

"pfft, your just covering for yourself. how about you buy me a new house to make up for it?"

"Dad, I just bought you a new house, and a new car. surely you can't need anything bigger." you say, knowing he is just using you but feeling guilty for saying no nevertheless.

"well I want new house, maybe somewhere by the sea. or some big mansion." he said.

"but Dad i was planning on giving some of that money to charity and the rest was going to s/n (siblings name) school fund. so that they can go to a good school."

"fuck s/n, I want a new house. and if you don't then you really would be as fucking annoying as your mother. your no good for anything." he said, hanging up the phone.

a tear trickled down your face. you should have known all he wanted was a new house, new car. why not get a new fucking kid while he's at it. you bought him a new car last month and a new house the month before that, surely he doesn't need another one.

a knock was heard on the door of the trailer that you had accidentally left open. you spun around to see Tom, worry etched across his face. he walked into your trailer.

"hey y/n, are you okay?" he asked, putting a hand on your arm.

"get off of me" you say, shrugging him off. "why would you care anyway, you've had this grudge against me ever since I started here."

Tom's face fell. "I'm sorry y/n I didnt mean to treat you like that."

"then what did you mean to treat me like because it was pretty damn obvious that you hated me. everyone saw it." you said.

"it wasn't you." he said looking down shamefully.

"look if this is about what you overheard with my Dad, don't worry about it. don't tell anyone and continue treating me like shit." you say, turning away from him again.

"no y/n what I overheard made me feel really guilty for treating you how I did. what I did was wrong and it wasn't your fault for how I treated you." he said, grabbing you and forcing you to look at him.

"then why did you do that to me?" you asked, confused.

"just before we started filming me and my girlfriend had broken up, she was toxic and would hit me and scream at me." he said, tears clouding his vision. "the day we started filming was the day I ended it with her, so I wasn't in the best mood. but when you walked in I could of sworn it was her. your hair and eyes are similar but your face is completely different."

"so from a distance I looked like her?" you asked, beginning to put the peices together in your head.

"yes. you had such a kind personality, always caring about others and everyone else loved you. but I couldn't get it out of my head. I guess that's why I treated you so badly, because you looked so much like her."

"Tom you could have just said something, I would have understood." you say, looking at him.

"I know I'm sorry." he said. "how are you, what happened with your Dad?" he asked.

"he keeps asking for new stuff, I just bought him a new house but he wants another one, and he wants a new car when he has the newest model. but at the same time he's always telling me how worthless and stupid I am, and how this acting thing isn't a proper job." you say, "maybe I'm just being selfish."

"no y/n, your not being selfish. I heard what you wanted to put that money towards instead of buying him stuff that he doesn't need. a selfish person wouldn't give to charity and help with paying for s/n schooling."

"are you sure?" you asked, doubt seeping in.

"very sure." he said, "is there anything you need, I could say that you are ill or something, give you some time to think over what happened with your Dad?"

"no I'm okay." you say.

"how about you come round to mine after work, we could talk everything out."

"yeah okay, I'd like that."

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after filming was over, you drove over to Tom's apartment. he answered the door quickly and let you in.

you sat down on his sofa and admired the little things he had "borrowed" from the sets of different movies.

"do you want a drink?" he called from the kitchen.

"can I have a f/d (favourite drink) please?" you call back.

"sure."

he came back in with your drink and a coke for him.

"look about what happened today with my Dad, I never meant for you to overhear that and I would appreciate it if you didn't tell anyone." you say, looking down at your drink.

"your secrets safe with me, and if you don't mind me saying. your Dad is a bit of a dick." he said, smiling kindly at you.

"tell me about it." you laughed. "he's been like that ever since I can remember, he's always favoured my siblings over me." you say bitterly.

"well don't tell them but I prefer you." Tom said, trying to cheer you up a bit. "and I'm glad I overheard that conversation, because it made me think about I had treated you. and I'm starting to think that there was maybe another reason I didn't like you." he said sheepishly.

"and whats that?" you ask.

"I kind of liked you. I still do. after what happened with my last relationship I was scared I guess but I don't want to fuck anything up. I really like you y/n, I never meant to treat you like I did but I was pushing you away so that I didn't fall further than I already have." he said, blushing furiously.

"well Tom, maybe I like you too. thats why it hurt so much when you were horrible to me." you say. "do you just like me because I look like her?"

"no no no, that's not it at all. I like you because you have this sort of aura around you, people love you and your so nice to people." he said. "I like you because of your personality, the fact that you look slightly like a toxic ex has nothing to do with it." he added as an afterthought.

"aura?" you asked, furrowing your eyebrows in confusion.

"yeah, people sort of want to protect the innocence you radiate. your aura makes everyone love you and it's how your smile brightens up a room and how you look when the sunlight hits your features." he said, gently placing his hand on your cheek, forcing you to look up at him.

"I'm sorry for how I treated you, and it's my fault, but maybe we can start again?" he asked.

"okay." you say smiling up at him. before pulling away from his hand and sticking out your own. "y/n y/l/n, nice to meet you." you say.

"Tom Holland, pleasure." he said shaking your hand.

you turned around as the shrill sound of your phone broke the brief silence, checking the called ID this time you saw Dad appear on the screen. you look over at Tom in fear, showing him the screen.

"answer him y/n, maybe he wants to apologise. and I'll be right here with you" Tom said, flashing you a reassuring smile.

"okay" you said picking up the phone and putting it on speaker so that Tom could hear better. motioning to him to be quiet, him nodding in response.

"hi Dad." the fear in your voice evident.

"how's the new house you were going to buy me coming along? don't forget I want a big one." he said.

"actually Dad, I've thought about it and I just bought you a new car and house. the money is going towards s/n schooling and charity. I don’t think that you need anything else." you say, smiling weakly at Tom who gave you a thumbs up. egging you on.

"I don't care what you think, I'm your parent and you should listen to me. you are such a selfish bitch I don't even know why I bothered with you." he spat down the phone. "you are just a waste of space and I don't know how you made all of this money, who would ever want to employ you?"

"Dad you're not guilt tripping me into buying anything for you like you did last time. I'm not doing it." you say, tears beginning to cloud your vision. Tom noticed this and put his hand on your leg gently. in order to calm you down.

"you're such a fucking bitch. I never want to see or hear you again." he spat, hanging up.

as soon as he had hung up the phone, tears started falling down your face. Tom reached up and wiped away some of your tears before pulling you into his chest.

"hey hey hey, it's okay calm down." he said kissing your forehead and pulling you back into his arms.

"he hates me and its all my fault." you choke out before collapsing into tears again.

"its not your fault, your Dad is just being selfish and is only using you for your money. don't listen to him." he said, stroking your hair to comfort you.

"do you want me to go and get you something? ice cream maybe?" Tom asked.

"no, please don't go. I need you." you say.

"okay, I'm right here love. don't worry I'm not going anywhere." he said.

eventually you fell asleep, with his arms around you and your head on his chest. before Tom drifted off he kissed your temple and whispered "I'm so sorry y/n, I love you."

[mizunetzu]

Can you do Daichi x male reader where Daichi asks his boyfriend to come over to meet his team and he forgets and goes home so Daichi give him a call and is like "where you at?" "I cant come I look like a clown." "I bet you dont look that bad." "No you dont get it im in full drag." So his boyfriend comes to the gym in full drag, booby and butt pads, and monster heels, and when he walked in it's like Kags that recognizes him as his drag name.

LMAOOJSKE DRAG QUEEN READEKRNRNF

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Daichi x reader - DRAG QUEEN?!

⚠️warnings - drag queen, college first year reader x high school 3rd year (if that’s even a warning skdjd)

Pronouns- male, he/him

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Daichi said it on impulse, really.

“Do you guys...wanna meet my boyfriend?”

Everyone in the gym stopped. They were in middle of a practice match between themselves, and just when Yamaguchi was about to serve, he choked on air and missed the ball completely. The ball flew in the air, before landing somewhere near his feet.

Everyone stared at Daichi with a variety of expressions. Some shocked, some looking at him like he ‘said I’m gonna chop my dick off,’ and some who didn’t even care. (Tsukishima, obviously.) Ukai had to call timeout, since no one could focus after what Daichi blurted out.

Suga chuckled awkwardly, slinging a towel over his shoulders. “So uh, ahaha, your um...gay...?” His voice progressively died down into a whisper.

“Yeah. Is...that’s a problem?”

“No! No! I fully support y-“

“AND YOU CHOSE NOW TO TELL US? DUDE, WE COULD’VE LIKE, THROWN YOU A COMING-OUT PARTY!” Tanaka shook his captaincy the shoulders, while Noya squirted water into his mouth with his squeeze bottle.

“Well I don’t really mind, I’m already out, I was just asking if you wanted to meet him.”

“DO WE?! OF COURSE WE DO! DOES HE PLAY VOLLEYBALL?! DO YOU THINK HE COULD JOIN THE TEAM?!” Hinata jumped up and down, slowly inching is way towards Daichi with an awestruck look on his face. He’s rather surprised Hinata isn’t more shocked.

“Yeah. Uh-no, sorry. He doesn’t play.” Daichi chuckled, patting an excited looking hinata on the head. “I don’t think he has work tomorrow, so tomorrow’s really the only time he can come to practice.”

“Work?” Asahi looked up from the towel he was using to wipe off his sweat. “How old is he? Is he a third year?”

“He’s a first year in college. Actually-I think he goes to the college in Sendai.”

Asahi exhaled. It would’ve been weird if someone as young as a highschooler were to already be working, when the could be enjoying their time in classes or clubs. “Where does he work?”

Flashbacks of all the drag shows and money being thrown around a stage whipped across Daichis mind like a slap to the face. He’s sure the team wouldn’t mind, especially because they already don’t mind him having a boyfriend, but he isn’t sure if (Y/n) was ok with him telling his team he was a...y’know.

“...I’m not sure?”

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“Oh-hello Daikkun! How was practice today?” (Y/n) opened the passenger seat to his door, waiting for him to step inside. Sometimes he liked to pick him up from school before he had to get in makeup for a night show. That didn’t stop him from doing a little bit of eyeliner, though.

“It was nice. I told them they could meet you soon. The team.”

“Really?!”

“Yeah, you don’t have any shows tomorrow, right? I kind of told them tomorrow.” Daichi scrubbed at the back of his neck, while (y/n) started up his car. “I know you’ve wanted to meet them.”

“You bet your ass! Well-I mean I have a show at like 2 am but that doesn’t matter. What time can I come? Are they nice? Didn’t you say there was one who was really short but could jump as high as me in stilettos?”

“Oi-! Focus on the road!”

“Sorry, sorry! I’m just excited. Anyways! Can you come to my show tonight? I’ll sneak you in.”

“Every time I go to one of your drag shows I get scared someone will kick me out since I’m 17.”

“Dude, have you seen yourself?!” (Y/n) gestures over to Daichi, putting emphasis on his thigh-region. “You’re big and muscly enough to at least pass as 18. It’s just a one year difference, when’s your birthday again?”

“I can’t believe you forgot, I’m hurt.” Daichi chuckled, fiddling with his backpack straps on his lap. “Besides, doesn’t your show run kind of late today? I don’t get to choose when to take my classes like you, (L/n). And I have morning practice, so I need to sleep.”

“You’re no fun, Daikkun.”

“Yeah, yeah, My house is over there.”

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(Y/n) scrolled through his phone for the nth time that day. Fanning himself dramatically, he huffed and buried his face into his pillow. There was nothing to do today, and since he took morning classes, that left him with the rest of the afternoon to ponder, before working at night.

Was there something to do today? Was he forgetting something? He felt like he was, but he couldn’t quite place his finger on it.

He glanced guilty at a tube of light pink lip gloss tossed haphazardly on his desk. A light bulb went off in his head.

Hastily throwing his covers off his body, (y/n) dragged himself over to his closet, grabbing the lip gloss in the process. He shuffled through hangers of clothes, finally pulling out a girls uniform he bought from when he was in high school. He never wore it to school, choosing to wear the boys uniform, but he thought it’d be nice to have when he was feeling fruity.

Slipping on the skirt and cardigan, he walked over to his desk mirror. He unscrewed the wand from the tube of lip gloss, tentatively applying it generously to his lips. He shrugged. He figured he could do some more makeup. It’s not like he’s busy today, right?

Carefully winging the tip of his eyeliner, he took a step back and admired himself in the mirror. He looked cute, yeah, but cute wasn’t really his style. It screamed ‘cute femboy’ rather than his usual ‘sexy ass drag queen dominatrix who could step on you with their sharp ass knife heels’

Damn. He was really about to go all out, huh? Time to bring out the butt pads and fake boobs.

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Sighing contently in front of the mirror, (y/n) did a little spin, puffing out the length of his dress. Damn, he was hot. And with his impossibly high monster heels? Take me now.

(Y/n) was in the midst of taking a couple cute selfies in front of his full length mirror, when his screen went grey and a caller ID appeared.

‘Incoming call - Daikkun!! <3’

(Y/n) smiled unconsciously and clicked the bright green button with his thumb. He brought his phone to his ear and twirled a piece of his faux wig with his finger.

“Hi Daikkun! Did you need something, cutie?”

“Are you still coming over?” Daichis voice was hushed, and the slam of volleyballs rang though his speaker.

“Uh-what for?”

“To meet my team? Where are you?”

Fuck.

(Y/n) paled as he eyed himself in the mirror. He couldn’t show up looking like that. And it was too much to take off before Daichis practice ended. This was the only time he had to meet this team Daichi had always been talking about, and he’d completely forgot.

“...I can’t, I look like a clown.” (Y/n’s) voice came out a hoarse, nervous-chuckly whisper. He could taste the expensive red lipstick sitting on his lips.

“I’m sure you don’t look that bad.”

“Dude no, you don’t understand.” (Y/n) picked at the hem of his dress, the silicone boobs suddenly squeezing his chest a bit too tightly. “I’m in full drag.”

A silence rang out from both sides of the line. Daichi awkwardly chuckled.

“Ahaha uh-didn’t you say you didn’t have work today?”

“No! No I-I don’t have work til like-later later but like-I got bored and I forgot I was gonna meet your team today...sorry-“

“Well I’m sure they won’t mind if you show up in drag. I mean-they seemed pretty ok with knowing we’re a thing so...?”

(Y/n) gulped.

“...I guess I’ll see you in ten minutes then.”

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“Good work everyone!”

Ukai dismissed the players, leaving them to start rolling up the net and cleaning up the gym. Sugawara jogged up to the captain, dragging his mop lazily behind him.

“You said your boyfriend was gonna come today, right? Where is he?”

“Uh,” Daichi checked his wrist, before realizing he didn’t have a watch and fished out his phone. “He should be here any minute now-“

Just in time, the doors to the gym creaked open. Daichi smiled, leaving Suga to trail behind him curiously. He reached for the door handle, giving it a firm pull.

In stepped a boy with a long synthetic wig on, and heels that made him tower over Daichi easily. The sharp platforms of his heels clicked with each step he took, jewelry and accessories also bobbing up and down. And not to mention the ‘bobbling’ the silicone boobs made. Jeez, even if they were fake, they did still jiggle a hell of a lot.

(Y/n) bent down daintily, pressing a kiss onto Daichi’s cheek. Lipstick smeared on his sweaty cheek, leaving a dark imprint on the side of his face. (Y/n) seemed to finally take notice of all the astonished stares directed at him.

Should he A, stand beside his boyfriend awkwardly and pick at the loose thread of his dress or B, put on his confident drag persona and play it off?

He chose B.

(Y/n) smirked and leaned on on of his feet, placing a hand on his hip. “What? Like what you see, boys? I’m afraid I’m already taken, though.”

Fuck. Fuck fuck. Fuck. Even with the confident display, (y/n) couldn’t help but stay somewhat behind Daichi, trying to shrink behind his 10 inch heels.

Immediately, a bald guy and a kid with a bleached strip on the front of his head erupted into excitement.

“Yo! Sick dress, dude!”

The atmosphere lightened up tremendously. (Y/n) let go of a breath he didn’t know he was holding.

“Well thank you, Mr. Bleach strip.”

The bald one, who introduced himself as ‘Tanaka’, slapped Daichi on the back. “Dude! What’s with all the surprises?! You tell us you have a boyfriend but you didn’t tell us he was a drag queen?!”

“I-to be honest I didn’t know he was in drag today-I didn’t know he had work.”

The closet door opened, with Hinata and Kageyama walking out from placing the net inside. Hinata gasped excitedly, while Kageyama froze. Hinata practically bolted towards the unknown person wearing heels and jumped up to his height. (Y/n) choked on air. This kid practically flew at him.

“Wow! Are you one of those ‘drag queens’ I see on tv sometimes?! Cool! That’s so cool! I-“

“ARE YOU QUIMCHI?!”

Hinatas throat closed up, along with (y/n) after hearing his stage name being called out so...dramatically. The boy continued.

“...F-FROM THAT ONE INTERVIEW THEY DID ON THAT ONE CLUB ON THE LATE NIGHT SHOW WITH SHIN’ICHI HATORI?!”

Kageyamas booming voice rang through the gym as he pointed at (y/n) with wide eyes. Everyone’s gaze went from (y/n) to Kageyama, who was frozen in place. Even (y/n) was a tad bit confused.

The club he worked at recently had a special done on TV, and (y/n) was only in the background. He didn’t know how this...boy recognized him from that, or why he was even watching the drag special on that show in the first place.

“...yeah...yeah I am,” (y/n) smiled awkwardly and a boy with blond hair and glasses chuckled from somewhere in the gym.

The boy, with another guy with dark-green hair, walked out from the storage closet aswell. “Who knew the king was into that kind of stuff? Drag queens? No disrespect, ma’am-sir.”

Kageyama seemed to unfreeze just to glare at Tsukishima with a flushed face. “I-IM NOT! MY STUPID SISTERS JUST A BIG FAN, IS ALL!“

Kageyama turned to (y/n), and marched scarily fast towards him. He stopped abruptly and bowed his head so far it made (y/n) take a step back.

“M-MAY I HAVE AN AUTOGRAPH FOR MY SISTER?! AN-AND MAYBE A PHOTO TOO?!” Kageyama stiffly held his arms to his sides as he kept his head down. Small chuckles and snorts sounded from all around the gym, (y/n) even joining in and patting the black haired boys head.

“Sure thing, doll.”

————

“Your team was nicer than I thought.”

Daichi looked up questionably, fastening his seatbelt. (Y/n) started up his car. “What do you mean, nicer?”

“Well-I thought they were gonna be a bunch of meatheads banging their heads together. They’re actually more interesting than I thought they were going to be. Especially that Kageyama guy.”

Daichi smiled contently. “I’m glad you like them, then.”

A comfortable silence breezed by them, the only sounds audible being the hum of the car engine and the soft tapping of Daichis nails against the armrest. Daichi stole a glance at (y/n). His wig was discarded, placed neatly on the backseat with the wig cap and hairpins resting underneath it, and his hair was slightly damp and messy due to being constricted. His lipstick was a bit smeared from when he kissed him on the cheek, and droplets of sweat gathered near his hairline.

Daichi set his fingers lightly on the spot where the lipstick mark sat, caressing it softly so the lipstick wouldn’t smear more that it already has. He exhaled softly and shifted his gaze back down. He wouldn’t mind if he came to his practice again.

“...so wanna come to my show tonight, Daikkun?”

“It’s at 2am, no.”

—————

Extra:

Kageyama: miwa.

Kageyama: MIWA.

Miwa sighed and checked her phone, sliently scolding her brother for bothering her. She stretched and rubbed her eyes. She swore, if Tobio wanted a ride home from practice...

Miwa: mm

Kageyama: -photo sent-

Miwa: DUDE

Miwa: AJDJSKDKF

Miwa: HOW THE FUCK

Miwa: TELL ME YOU GOT QUIMCHIS AUTOGRAPH DJFJDJE

Kageyama: -photo sent-

Kageyama: I DID. I GOT ONE FOR U AND ONE FOR ME

Kageyama: HE WAS SO TALL TOO

Kageyama: LIKE HE WAS A HALF FOOT TALLER THAN ME EVEN WITHOUT THE HEELS

Miwa: WHY WAS HE AT UR PRACTICE WHSHD

Kageyama: apparently he’s dating my captain

Miwa: WHAT RHE FUCKCIDNEBRJ

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[envy-of-the-apple]

(Yandere!TodoBakuDeku x reader)

Mishap

(K so I did something like this a looooong time ago. And then I was an idiot and accidentally deleted it:( yes I still cry myself to sleep over that what else is new). Technically this isn’t a sequel to ‘three’s a crowd’ but i mean...idc lololol

aka- im not ready for no simp September

Warnings: kidnapping, yandere, forced relationships, panic attacks, threats)

You had always been a little clumsy. 

It wasn’t your fault: It was your quirk. Mishap: also known as the root of all your struggles. Your stroke of bad luck started when you were five and hasn’t ended since. You’ve been in bus robberies, car accidents, and have even been a hostage for a villain once. 

But it was alright, mostly. You’ve been learning to ‘control’ it, or at least you thought you were. Your ‘mishaps’ happened less and less. Bigger incidents occurred every few months, instead of every other week. It was progress. 

It was a dim evening, when you met them. You were walking home from work. It was getting pretty dark, and you knew with your (lack of) luck, you would be in big trouble when the sun went down. 

And you weren’t wrong. Somewhere along your route, a B-class villain approached you, obviously enamored by your purse. You were sure that you were going to get away with (at least) a broken bone...when they arrived. 

Heroes. 

You’d seen them before. The rising heroes who went by the names of: Midoriya, Bakugou, and Todoroki. You never escaped a villain attack without going to the hospital first, but this time, you were let off without a scratch.

You aggressively thanked them over and over again as the three brought you home safely. Midoriya and Todoroki flanked your sides protectively. Up ahead, Bakugou scouted the area, making sure he was just within range if something happened. 

For the first time in a while, you felt lucky. 

You expected that to be your last run-in with the heroes, but less than two weeks later, you were caught in a broken elevator with five other people. When you realized it was Midoriya who led the rescue team, you knew it was going to be awkward. You gave him a nervous smile when he recognized you, letting him pull you up from the wreckage, before you wordlessly scurried off to the paramedic team. 

Three days later you got stuck in another accidental fire in your building. The flames were put out immediately by Todoroki’s quirk as you quickly gave your statement to the police, ignoring the hero’s stare. 

But it was Bakugou who finally managed to confront you. 

You stood in the bank where you had just been a hostage. The villain had already been dealt with, and the only people left in the build were you and a stern Bakugou. 

You bit your lip as he crossed his arms. 

“So, your quirk makes you a big fucking magnet for danger?” He said after you stopped rambling. 

“Well, basically. But you don’t have to worry about it! I’m handling it! I’m honestly fine!” 

You should have known these words wouldn’t be enough to sate them. 

Bakugou must have told the others because the very next day, Midoriya appeared on your doorstep. He gave a bashful smile as he offered to walk you to work. 

And it wasn’t just him. Todoroki would sometimes follow you around as you tried to enjoy your lunchbreak. Bakugou would take it upon himself to follow you to the mall on your days off. 

And sometimes, if you were ‘lucky’, all three heroes would walk you home after you finished your shift. It would always be the same: Midoriya would chatter endlessly about one thing or another, Todoroki would walk silently beside you, and Bakugou would walk a few paces ahead of you. 

At first, you didn’t mind it. They were heroes, after all. Protecting civilians was a job they had to do. You figured after a few days, they would realize you were fine and let you go. 

Except...it just got worse. 

Much worse. 

Instead of coming separately, they started to come in partners. They were planning shifts, deciding who would ‘take care’ of you during your day. Monitoring you became an every day thing, instead of just something they did in their free-time. They were smothering you, keeping you away from functioning as a normal human being. 

You couldn’t go on trains anymore (”What if a villain suddenly hijacks it?” Midoriya asked). 

You weren’t allowed near tall buildings (”It might collapse. We never know.” Todoroki muttered). 

You couldn’t even go to your damn job alone (”Some dickhead might attack you.” Bakugou rasped). 

You didn’t know why you endured it for as long as you did. Perhaps it was because you wanted to believe that they were still trying to help you. Perhaps, if you just ignored their unnecessary touches, their possessive grips on your sore shoulders, they would still be your heroes. 

But everyone has their limit. 

And you hit yours when Todoroki suggested putting a tracker in your phone. 

“Enough,” You stopped them, “Enough, okay? Can’t you guys see how insane this is?” 

Midoriya paused in his recent ramblings, looking at you in confusion. He hesitantly crept forward, acting as if you were some scared animal. 

“What’s wrong?” He asked in concern and you felt a brief wave of frustration wash over you. 

You sighed, stepping away from him. Todoroki and Bakugou were further ahead, but something told you they would have no problems catching you if you made any notion to run. 

“This!” You finally exclaimed, “All of this! Listen, I appreciate you guys looking out for me, but I’ve said so many times that I’m fine! I don’t need you babysitting me!”

Bakugou took a few steps forward, “What are you trying to say?” He spat out, but you ignored his warning tone. 

“Stop following me around everywhere, please.” 

“(Name),” Todoroki said in caution, “We are trying to protect you-” 

“Yes, I get that. You guys are heroes, it’s in your DNA,” You said dryly, “But you don’t need to follow me around like this.” 

“What if you get hurt-” 

“I mean, don’t you guys have better things to do?” Midoriya paused and you continued, “You can’t keep following me around forever. You have other people to save, too. I just don’t want to be a distraction to your own jobs.” 

It was half the reason you didn’t want them following you around anymore. And when no one spoke, you decided that it was enough to keep them at bay. 

“I’ll walk myself back home,” You finally said, “You don’t need to follow.” 

You turned, walking past the group of pro-heroes. Bakugou was the one who reacted first. With gritted teeth he was about to reach out and grab you when-

“Don’t.” 

Todoroki turned, eyeing Midoriya in surprise, “But she’s getting away-” 

“I know,” Midoriya nodded, watching you turn around the corner, “But she’s right. We can’t keep doing this. We’re starting to affect our jobs as pro-heroes.” 

Bakugou snarled, “Are you fucking saying we should just leave her alone?” 

Deku tilted his head, tapping his chin. 

Finally he smiled. 

“No. I’m saying there are other ways to keep an eye on her.” 

___

“This is insane.” You kept repeated the same phrase ever since you woke up in an unknown apartment. Letting out a shaky breath, you glanced at the three ‘heroes’ in front of you. 

“This is insane!” 

You were almost surprised when Bakugou showed the most guilt out of the three. Todoroki just gave a sympathetic smile. He looked like he was patiently waiting for you to calm down. Something which won’t be happening anytime soon. 

The way Midoriya said your name sounded so patronizing, “It’s okay, I know you’re scared but-” 

“Scared!?” Your voice sounded too shrill to be yours, “This crosses being scared. You kidnapped me. This is a crime. Why can’t you understand that.” 

“Enough,” Todoroki gruffly spoke, quickly losing the patience he had for you, “This is a necessary precaution to deter any...future situations. Your quirk is hazardous; it must be contained.” 

“So, that’s your reasoning for all this? You’re treating me like I’m some sort of danger to society? No one has been hurt with my quirk except for me. The misfortune only happens to me.” It was getting harder to talk properly. The growing wetness in your eyes didn’t help. 

“Please...just let me go...?” 

Midoriya shook his head, “I’m sorry but you know we can’t do that. We’re just trying to help you! We know that this isn’t ideal but-believe us-we’re just trying to keep you safe.” 

You grit your teeth, as Midoriya recited the same words he always did. ‘keep you safe keep you safe’ was his favorite, even when his actions did everything but keep you safe.

You were stepping out of line, you knew that. But you wanted your next words to sting. You wanted your next words to cut.

“This,” You pointed at the ground, “Isn’t ‘keeping me safe’. Only psychos and monsters do this. You guys are villains”- 

You felt Bakugou before you saw him. 

He appeared in an instant, knocking you down, pinning you to the floor. His eyes flashed a warning and you felt the grip on your shoulders grow tighter. 

“Shut up,” He seethed, crushing your body with his own, “Next time you say something like that I’ll chain you to your bed.”

Todoroki and Midoriya immediately pulled him off of you, but the damage was already done. You curled into a ball, sobbing. 

You could hear bits and pieces of the conversation as the two berated Bakugou for his last action, but you didn’t care. You were running out of tears and perhaps Bakugou had crushed your lungs because it was getting harder to breathe. 

“Relax, I won’t hurt her,” You could hear Bakugou mutter to a chiding Midoriya.

You heard his footsteps before he grabbed your face, forcing you to meet his eyes. They were narrowed to small slits as he brought you closer to him.

“You better cut your attitude out, right now, and behave,” His grip softened and his hands slowly trailed down your neck. 

“You’ll be staying here for a long time. So shut up and get used to it.” 

[coomerclones]

hi hello i am legitimately here asking you to do all of them. please and thank you. or whichever ones interest you, at least!!! (for the hlvrai ask meme)

DNBDKHBSVKH u kno what. i will thank u that'll definitely help me pass time LOL puttin it under a readmore;

How’d you find out about HLVRAI? > so i definitely saw it all over my dash when it first came out, but i didn't know anything about haIf life so i just kinda ignored it, i didn't really think abt it at all bc i was like 'oh this is hl related and ive never played that, so' but at some point my brother watched it on the suggestion of a pal (he knew more about hl than i did, but also not v much) and then made me watch it bc he thought i'd like it. then we watched it two more times afterwards w different sibs and during the third watch i really felt the fixation Activate in my brain LOL

Who’s your favorite character and why? > a hard question... i love them all v much. the first place is like a threeway tie between gordon tommy and coomer that kinda changes around - ultimately it's probably gordon, but tommy and coomer are so close behind him that it's hard to really say lol though coomer was my fav during the first watch, and tommy was my fav during the next two!

Who do you relate to most in the series? > gordon maybe kbdfjhb

What font do you use most? > the font i use the most PURPOSELY is heffaklump. this is because it is the n/eopets font

Favorite Scene? > i have no idea how im supposed to pick this when there are SO many good ones tbh like several came to mind oooaaa

Favorite Act? > probably.... hm.. the final ?? maybe even act 1 actually. idk they're all good for their own reasons

Favorite Line? > when i first watched it my fav was probably the whole coomer 'gordon, look out! hotted boobs up ahead! tits big ones' + 'gordon, titty boob huge fuck' but now... hm... god.. idk there are so many like good little lines ive come to appreciate very much kjjngjhbfvdf it's hard to pick One

Favorite Beverage? > my fav beverage that i have Commonly is a nice can of barqs root beer, my fav beverage that i only have on rare occassions tho is cola champagne! it's sooo good

Favorite Song (PASSPORT GUARDIAN, Dr.Coomer’s Bumpin Mix)? > AH ok i love passport guardian but it might be dr coomers bumpin mix, that gets in my head a lot kjfnjhbdf

Do you have a favorite headcanon or trope about any of the characters? > they're all neurodivergent and lgbt+ <3

Have you watched any other series similar to HLVRAI (Gorgeous Freeman, Freeman’s mind)? > no and i'm not rly interested in doing so

Do you drink soda? > hell yea

Do you think aliens exist? > hell yea

What toppings do you like on your pizza? > i usually like having a couple toppings at a time and it ranges depending on what i'm in the mood for ig? typically i go for like bacon or sausage or chicken or pepperoni, maybe some olives etc

What weapon would you use in a alien invasion? > idk kfjnjhdb i dont see myself as super likely to be doing anything besides hiding somewhere + crying but probably just whatever i could get my hands on rly lol probably smth generic if im picking a hl weapon tho im either going classic crowbar or hivehand (tho putting my hand into the hivehand sounds atrocious)

If you could be in any video game, which one would you be in? > if it counts im picking n/eopets. if it doesnt count im picking n/eopets the darkest faerie for ps2 if that ALSO doesnt count for some reason... idk probably just animal crossing lol, a nice peaceful existence

If you could memorize any wikipedia page by heart, which one? > the n/eopets wikipedia page would b really funny bc absolutely no one needs to hear me recite that

What’s your favorite video game right now? > currently ive been watching my brother play n/eopets the darkest faerie so im being reminded how much i love that game, so it's that i'm not actively playing anything besides Actual N/eopets right now so ;w;

Have you played any of the Half Life games? > yeah though not til after h/lvrai, and i only just played hl2 in january ! i still have to play the hl2 episodes, but other than that i did finish hl1, blue shift, opposing force, and hl 2 !

Do you watch any of the gang (Wayne, Holly, Gir,etc)? > i mostly watch wayne and scorpy and the occassional baaulp stream - i used to watch a lot more baaulp when i was waking up earlier. i'd never Knowingly heard of any of them until h/lvrai tho !

If they make a second one, what is one thing you want to happen in it? > i hope they drinka nice refreshing soda (my way of saying idk! i dont want anything specific to happen, i'd just be excited to be along for the ride :) !)

What do you think is inside G-man’s suitcase? > some sort of void ig? i dont rly think about it a lot kffjknf

Is Chuck E. Cheese a restaurant or a entertainment center? > ¡ENTERTAINMENT CENTER!

THERE! finished... this successfully passed time and made me sleepy (exactly what i wanted) so thank u so much for asking me to answer them all LOL if anyone read all this ur a hero in my heart.. have a wonderful day

[lots-o-stuff]

Assorted teams with s/o hc

This is the last haikyuu characters with an S/O Headcanon post! I’m so happy with how they all turned out and if you want more headcanons with your favourite characters please request!!! I’m currently working on Some My Hero Academia Characters with their S/O soo keep an eye out for those.

Terushima

This bitch- ok scratch that i actually really like this man and he LOVES you

you are much quieter than him and he loves being able to make you relax and joke around

you two are really cute together though because Terushima looks like a little puppy who trying to impress you

he didn't want to introduce you to the team SPECIFICALLY because he wanted to keep you to himself they know about you though ;)

depending on who you are with/around he will choose to or no to show off

Aone

He is the DEFINITION of soft baby boi, and YOU are on snarky son of a b-

you are both extremely different and are an odd pair but neither of you would change it if you had the chance

You two love too go on those cute zoo/petting zoo/aquarium dates and seeing all the cute animals obviously Aone’s favourite was the turtle

He doesn't really introduce you to the team as you barge in right at the end of practice making yourself known

similar to his birthday bro Ushiwaka, he doesn't intentionally show you off but he still does

Futakuchi

another snarky/angry bitch I love anyway you are a blessing to Futakuchi i mean this angry boy finally feels at peace when with you so why wouldn't he be?

you two are honestly quite funny to be around because in public you don't act or even remotely seem like a couple but in private it’s so lovey dovey its sickening

you have really cute dates as well, i feel as though he would do ANYTHING for you so he would 100% go out of his way to set up the cutest picnic date with lights and everything

the team is honestly really confused by your guys’ relationship because you don’t act together in public but they can notice the difference, they notice how he is calmer around you and not picking fights

as made obvious he doesn't show you off but he won’t hesitate to prove to that guy your his ;)

Atsumu

ok I love him but wow you have a lot to put up with don’t you? but it’s fine because he absolutely loves and adores you

he would 100% tease you constantly and you better tease him back because honestly he LIVES for that fun laugh filled banter, im talking doing those, "It’s the ____ for me"  *cough*having a prettier twin*cough*

dates either range from the sweetest most heartfelt and cute things to the cheesiest corniest and borderline cringy ones either way they are fun as hell

the team honestly loves you because you distract him from bothering and annoying them

LOVES to show you off, I’m serious he would definitely pick you up whilst shouting "THIS IS THE PERSON I LOVE"

Osamu

Totally not the prettier twin but anyway he is amazing and would do anything for you lowkey a simp

You two probably met somewhere really mundane or boring such as at the supermarket or something idk i feel as though you saw each other and it was something interesting in a boring place type vibe

your dates 1000000000% consist of staying at home and trying to cook up some really fancy meal or having cooking competitions and i will take this to my grave

the team haven’t met you, that’s it, he doesn't want to share and doesn’t want anyone to even know about you but Atsumu had to run his mouth that ’Samu was dating and all grown up

So no he doesn’t show you off, maybe when you guys are together for longer but  no

Kita

this quiet precious man, i love him and he is DEVOTED to you, im talking bigger than a simp type shit

you are honestly really adorable together with your quiet natures and willingness to help others

your dates would be cute as shit i’m talking things like volunteering at a shelter, going to a book store and picking a book out for each other

The team loves you and the two of your are their adopted parents, no take backs

he doesn’t show you off he trusts you and doesn’t feel the need to but show him off please, it makes him feel special that your protective of him

Sakusa

This germaphobe will let you touch him, I don’t know how you did it but you broke his walls down enough to trust like that

You are very respectful of Sakusa’s boundaries and always tell him when you will touch him so he can tell you no, he is so thankful of you its ridiculous he wont tell you tho

all dates are at home, either of yours but at home where you both know there aren’t germs and he can be comfortable

another one that keeps you hidden from the team, if he could he’d hide you away from the whole world

he doesn’t show you off period. he’d probably get annoyed of you showed him off so be sneaky about it

Again I had so much fun with this and ngl i fucking love Kita just YES. Anyway I hope you enjoyed and please send me requests!

[bloodiedrunner]

CAUGHT IN THE CROSSFIRE

A Frank Morrison x Meg Thomas oneshot

Warnings: Angst, Character Death, Frightening Scenarios

Meg Thomas listened to the crunch of twigs underneath her sneakers as she trekked between realms. The athlete had just finished a rather rough trial, so she was excited for some downtime and relaxation. She knew just the spot. Their spot.

Somewhere between realms and halfway to Ormond from the survivor's campfire was a clearing. It was always peaceful there, only the sound of crickets and birds able to be heard. It was Meg and Frank's spot.

The couple had spent time there between trials when they both got sick of the Ormond cold. They made it a routine to meet there.

As Meg continued her trek towards her destination, a slight chill ran down her spine. It was different than what she felt before trials- it felt more ominous.

As if on command, the fog around her shifted, and soon enough Meg's shoes met wet concrete.

The sound of car alarms and rain rang in Meg's ears as she found herself in a city. Cold rain pattered onto the pavement around her, the droplets hitting her skin like ice.

Meg's heart raced. She had never seen this place before. Had she finally done it? Did she somehow escape the entity?

The girl took haste in trudging ahead down an alleyway, her head whipping around to take in as much of the scene as possible. A gargling noise caught her attention, and her braids swung as she snapped her gaze towards the source.

A man slowly staggered towards her from down the alley, his movements sluggish and unnatural. It took Meg a moment to realize that the man's body was rotting.

"What the fuck?!" Meg exclaimed before turning on her heel and sprinting down the corridor, her heart beginning to race even more. Either this was a sick trick of the entity, or somehow she escaped and the world was overrun with zombies. Meg didn't like either of those options.

As Meg ran down the street in the pouring rain, her fear grew. Where were her friends? Her boyfriend? Had they seen this yet?

A street sign caught Meg's attention, causing her to stop in her tracks.

RACCOON CITY POLICE DEPARTMENT AHEAD

A police department, surely they would have answers. Maybe they could help.

Meg tried to rack her brain for a city by that name, but she couldn't recall it.

The sound of gargling and snarling began to envelop around Meg, signalling that it was her time to go. With a deep breathe, Meg once again sprinted towards the police station just down the road.

However, she didn't get very far before the sound of gunshots caused her to stop. She whipped her head over towards the sound to see two people- a man and a woman- shooting zombies with...guns?!

Surely, this couldn't be in the Entity's realm. There were no guns here except for that one cowboy she sometimes went against in trials.

"Hey!" Meg yelled without a thought, simply wanting answers and fast. The duo turned to look at her after finally killing the last zombie- their expressions looking surprised.

The woman of the two lowered her gun, her eyebrows knitting as she yelled over at the athlete.

"What are you doing?! Come on! It's not safe out here!"

Meg stood with her mouth slightly agape before replying.

"What's happening? Where are we?!"

Shortly after, the blonde male beside her stepped towards Meg. That's when she noticed his tactical gear. He was a cop.

"Come with us to the station! We'll catch you up. We can't stay out here!"

Finally, Meg understood and ran to them, the rain still not letting up as it pelted her skin. She wordlessly followed the two as they trudged towards the police station ahead, its illuminated signage looking like it was barely holding on by a thread.

"I-im Meg. What hap-" Meg started, before she was interrupted by the sound of a car crashing into pavement.

"STARS!" A voice boomed, and Meg's blood ran cold when she saw the source.

A giant creature stood beside an overturned vehicle, it's attire resembling trash bags whilst its skin looked burned and disfigured.

Meg had seen her fair share of creatures in trials, but this monster wasn't like anything she had come into contact before. Maybe this was the entity's doing after all.

The woman beside her immediately began unloading bullets into the creature, but it didn't stop it as it strode towards them.

"Hide!" The blonde told Meg, his gloved hands shoving her behind some rubble as he too tried stopping the monster with bullets.

Meg's legs told her otherwise. She needed to run. She needed to get away. But she couldn't just leave them! The girl took a deep breath as she closed her eyes, finally making up her mind.

This was like a trial. She could distract it. She could buy them time. Easy peasy.

The creature once again picked up a car before hurling it down the street with ease. The ground nearly shook as it stepped towards Meg's hiding spot.

Fuck.

It was now or never.

Meg booked it towards the alleyway, making sure to run in front of the creature's line of sight.

It must have taken interest, as it began pursuing the runner almost immediately.

Meg's legs pumped her down the damp alley, her chest heaving with every stride. She could do this. All she needed to do was lose it, and meet those two cops at the station. Then she'd find answers.

Meg finally slowed once she didn't hear the creature any longer. Maybe it had turned back?

The girl backed against a wall as she slowly stepped over to peek around the corner.

Suddenly, the bricks behind her caved as a giant fist punched through it like glass. The athlete stumbled as rubble came barreling towards her.

To her shock, a tentacle emerged from the darkness and coiled itself around her neck, her feet being lifted off the ground as it pulled her upwards.

Meg clutched at the tendril as she kicked her feet in protest, but it was to no avail. Fear coursed through her as she wondered if she was going to die. Would she come back to the campfire like the other times?

She didn't have much time to ponder before the world went into a blur, a scream ripping from her throat before excruciating pain erupted in her spine.

Meg didn't feel the wet pavement on her hands as she tried lifting herself up. In fact, she didn't feel anything anymore before she exhaled and everything went dark.

•••

Frank Morrison didn't know how the fuck he ended up in a city, but he sure as hell wanted to find out.

The legionaire was simply traversing between realms when he found himself stepping on wet pavement, the rain annoying him to no end as it soaked his jacket.

He already had to fend off some zombie fucks with his hunting blade, finding it surprisingly hard to do so. But he managed.

"What the fuck is going on?" The young man said aloud, his heart thumping in his chest.

Where was Meg? His legion? The fucking campfire?!

Frank tried to keep a clear head as he continued traversing the soaked alleyways, his grip on his blade unwavering.

Then suddenly, gunshots.

Normally, Frank would hightail it out of there, but he found himself running straight towards the sound. That mean there were people here.

As Frank tracked down the sounds, he heard glass breaking and rumbling.

Then he saw them.

A giant, ugly creature was barreling down the main street, the rain pelting it's shredded plastic attire. What Frank saw next made his heart stop.

Meg was sprinting away from the creature, making sure to weave in between cars and rubble to try and avoid its attacks.

Immediately, Frank started after them, wanting to help his girlfriend in any way he could. He didn't care how big that thing was, he was not going to let it hurt her.

He watched as Meg disappeared into an alleyway along with the monster, but that didn't stop him. Frank continued following them until he heard an eerie silence.

"Meg?!" He yelled out, pausing in the dark recess of the alley.

What he heard next made his blood run cold. What started as a rumble of brick ended in a scream before silence, the rain and distant car alarms filling his ears.

Frank sprinted towards the sound and stopped in his tracks at the sight before him.

A woman with short hair was unholstering a gun while a blonde man held Meg in his arms, his fingers on her neck to check for a pulse.

No, no, it got to her.

That's when Frank noticed the man's vest, rage boiling within him.

Dirty fucking cop.

"Don't fucking touch her!" Frank yelled, but was nearly cut off by the sound of more brick caving in.

"STARS!"

Frank stumbled back as he saw the monster from before emerge from rubble, the two cops starting to unload their clips into its torso.

Frank stood frozen in shock as he watched the cops run away, the creature taking haste in pursuing them. They just left Meg..

Frank finally snaps out of his stupor before running to Meg, her back resting against a burning police car.

The legionaire immediately got on his knees next to the girl, his bandaged hands cupping her cheeks as he gently shook her.

"Hey, hey, babe. We gotta get out of here. C'mon!" He urged, the heat from the flames hitting his face furiously.

When she didn't respond, Frank moved a hand to her shoulder, once again gently shaking her.

"No..no..hey.." Frank whispers, his voice shaking ever so slightly.

"C'mon! Meg! Wake up!" He cried, his heart racing with fear.

She wasn't dead. She couldn't be! She would have returned to the campfire by now..

Realization hit Frank then. What if this wasn't the Entity's realm...

What if she was dead for good?

"Meg! Babe! Please, wake up, please..fuck.." Frank practically begged, his arms wrapping around her and pulling her close to his chest. Through his tears he saw the dent in the car and his heart sunk.

What seemed like a waterfall of tears fell from the leader's eyes as he clutched his girlfriend tight.

"Please..please go back to the campfire... please.." He begged softly into her hair as tears streamed down his cheeks. He knew she constantly died in trials..but to actually see it happen before him...

A thought lingered in the back of his mind. If she was dead for good, she'd be free from the entity's pain and suffering. But a selfish part of Frank wanted her back. He wanted her back so badly.

The snarling and gargling of zombies made Frank lift his head, his hand clutching his knife tightly.

Two zombies were already making their way over to them, and anger slowly boiled away the sadness in him.

"Fuck off! Get the fuck away!" He screamed, one hand clutching his blade while the other held onto Meg protectively. He was not gonna let them take her too.

However, before the zombies could approach any further, the world around them broke out into orange cracks, as if the realm was collapsing.

Frank looked at the phenomena with glossy eyes, his grip on Meg still tight. His gaze locked onto her and relief filled him when he saw her peaceful face breaking out in tiny, gold splotches. She was going to come back.

"I'll see you later, baby. I promise, okay?" Frank said softly, his lips kissing her shimmering forehead.

He held her in his arms as her body slowly faded away, his own following shortly after.

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@alenoah and @icedancerhell did this and ik im definitely going to be cancelled for my taste but explanations below

prince of egypt: oh my gfucking god . bro the music. the ANIMATION. the story too like obviously its based on a religious tale but i mean the way its portrayed and interpreted and how it all comes across was so on point. and did i mention THE FUCKGIN MUSIC dude i would try to sing every song when i was a kid and i think attempting that literally improved my range growing up

shrek: ok when ur a kid literally all u want is to feel mature and cool. shrek was that in an hour and 30 minutes. all the adult humor. and even the shit that would fly over your head somehow still always registered as so funny. every line is burned into my brain bc i watched it so much it was so fuckgin funny and entertaining and the storyline was so depthful and important. shrek for president

sinbad: oh yeah he makes me wanna sin. Bad

rise of the guardians: oooohhg the plot was so cool and intriguing,,, the designs were so unique,,,, also i actually used to. cosplay jack frost when i was a teen osfkjskjfhksdjf i might have like One picture around here somewhere,

over the hedge: every character is perfectly designed and perfectly voiced and the humor was so good. me at like 8 years old watching hammy the squirrel drink coffee and frolic around in a slowed down world was the peak of comedy

madagascar: its just such a classic. another movie where every line is burned into my cerebellum bc i had it on dvd. id say out of this whole list this close to number one. idk where to even begin with how stupidly hilarious it was to me

httyd: lbr who didnt just do a full [lisa simpson face] when you got to the end and hiccup had lost part of a leg. the whole movie had this aura that it was like not tethered down somehow while still being great family friendly media. also im ace sexual and UHH big dragon

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antz: unironically i think it deserves so much more than it gets. the anti war messages are great the designs are cool and it goes back into the shrek maturity territory where they get to say CUSS WORDS. p much my only qualm is that woody allen had to be there 😔😔😔  

shark tale: ok dont cancel me but i really love the plot actually. i mostly love the mafia shark boy that dresses as a dolphin but even the will smith fish crash-and-burn fame hubris thing while annoying at times was rly intriguing. and the designs are the kind of thing that as a kid i loved but as an adult i do. struggle , w ith, a bit, but overall funny and entertaining story

el dorado: the music slaps so fuckgin hard thats another example of me tryna sing cartoon music to an embarrassing degree. also the Colorse . the designs . and the humor osjfsjdf the only downside is just a personal vibe bc the best friend conflict storylines make me anxious sometimes lol

flushed away: oh my god dont at me. some of the characters are so fuckgin annoying and some of the humor is just so much but i rly did like the worldbuilding and storyline. stupid posh ass rat was rly cool actually. also yet another mafia/gang violence plot in childrens media why is that so funny when ur a kid god

spirit: GREAT MUSIC GREAT STORY! i think the way the story goes like, its Better to be told with regular horses and narration rather than talking horses,,,, but my dumb whimsical child ass just didnt latch onto that style as much as the talking animal movies

shrek 2: rly good tbh all the new characters introduced are interesting and entertaining to watch, but i mostly remember it for i need a hero and human shrek. didnt rly hit the same mark as the first :/

httyd 2: another great movie with another great twist but it almost felt like too much at once for my little brain to handle. overloaded me with gay emotion 

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megamind: i love everything it stands for i just never saw it until like a year ago so its not that dear to my heart

kung fu panda: not my style of humor, i saw it once and can hardly remember it but i feel like the plot was wholesome and cute

the croods: so funny and good, ive seen it many times actually. but some of the humor just isnt my thing (its, well, crude, which also took me like 5 yrs to get that joke,)

bee movie: was pleasantly surprised the first time i watched it??? it was pretty good and it did kinda make fun of itself so idk why its so cringe to ppl. barry b benson entertained me unironically

chicken run: i saw it once when i was very young and it just didnt resonate with me also claymation most of my childhood terrified me

wallace and gromit: same as chicken run

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entire never saw it tier: dotn hate me i just dont have a lot of time on my hands. i know i will be oppressed into watching peabody and sherman within the week and i accept the charges

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monsters vs. aliens: someone got it for me on dvd and i hated it so much. its not even that bad its just a me thing like for some reason the part where the lady becomes a giant during her wedding or w/e was just like. the worst nightmare i could imagine i hated it and it made me scared to get married bc i thought that could happen to me. also none of the main cast is charming to me one of thems a bug and i have a bug phobia so i could never rly get thru it im sorry but i coudltn do it

madagascar 2: alex backstory was kinda good but the rest was forgettable for me

madagascar 3: visually kinda cool but. :/// felt really off compared to the previous movies, like an obvious cash grab. i mean who could forget the constant polka dot afro circus song advertisements

shrek 3: again mostly just remember it for the frog dad dying ,,,

shrek 4: i only saw it like 5 months ago for the first time. fiona being a warrior in an alternate timeline or w/e (if that was real and not a fever dream) was the only semi tolerable part for me

penguins of madagascar: the first few minutes with them as babies was cute the rest i physically could not keep my attention on. i dont remember anything else im sorry