#imma play it off like it didn't happen

[sluggmuffin]

bruh nvm y guys

me when he calls me pretty instead of hot

[dykedvonte]

Ty for answering my asks! Recently, I saw some fanart of the gender bendered crew and it got me curios, how much would the plot change if Jimmy was a woman. I mean, she would still be emotionally abusive (esp to Fem!Curly), but at lest, I guess, the crash would've never happened (?)

Also, her relationship w/ Anya: if she was assulted still, it prolly would've been dissmissed, since it's between 2 women. Or, if Anya is male in this scenario, he couldn't really be able to talk abt it, since society decided that "women can't r*pe men", so it's not serious and he should suck it up. Man, it's just sucks to be Anya in any scenario my poor girl 😭

What do you think? If you have an opinion on that at all, that is

-💀

I think the scenario's where the gender was flipped or any level of gender based intersectionality is expanded makes it so much more complex.

If this is the scenario with fem!Jimmy, it comes with the territory of questionable internalized homophobia. Does Jimmy brush it off in this scenario because she doesn't think lesbian encounters are real ones? Is she struggling with her identity and taking it out on Anya who may be openly queer compared a fem!Curly who is either straight or just not interested in Jimmy? Perhaps it's a sort of weird entitled that can occur in female dominated spaces "We're both girls, I know what you have, it won't matter." It's still is something I don't see Jimmy denying in this scenario, he never really denies it in canon just talks around it with Curly. Here I can see it's less about the pregnancy and more so about the internalized homophobia. Not seeing Anya as anything but an unwanted aspect of her femineity and the allure of it, there's a lot more objectification of both Curly and Anya in this alteration as I would believe feels better thinking of them in that light if they are just fodder in her mind. Guilty pleasures that no longer bring her such. It's a careful situation because I don't want this to fall into predatory lesbian stereotyping, Jimmy is just a person who does not respect other people or their choice, if it conflict with what he wants or perceived is owed.

The idea of Curly having to report it and outing her not only as a rapist but queer and the denial, especially in the case Anya and Curly are both out as she feels a sort of resentment she can't be secure with herself that way. If it is masc!Curly, there could be the jealousy of him being able to actively pursue relationships he wants while she feels she can't, Anya and Curly playfully flirt, its casual but it's something she longs for in the same way she doesn't. She obsesses over Curly because she wishes she could be Curly in a social sense in both aspect male or female Curly.

If it's fem!Jimmy and masc!Anya? It's a much more delicate situation. In this scenario Jimmy gets pregnant. Maybe Anya does a blood test after the incident and finds out Jimmy is pregnant. It's a very sensitive matter because if it's fem!Curly her first assumption is Anya may have done something. That is just the immediate assumptions in cases like this. I think the fact that Anya is telling her would make Curly think it's not that simple, especially since Jimmy isn't brining it up or really caring but everyone reacts differently. Jimmy is pregnant however, and that's a big deal, she'll figure that out eventually on her own but how will she react? Curly knows it won't be good, Anya knows too.

I think the crash is instigated in this scenerio by fem!Curly actually doing more, refusing to sweep it under the rug because she can conceptualize that fear, likely she and Jimmy are the only girls on board. She trusts everyone, well did trust everyone, but it's just something you live with. She can't just live with that double standard but I feel like she really doesn't know how to address it. How does she bring it up to superiors without implicating Anya? What does she do with Jimmy, it still feels like she's catering to Jimmy but now the concern is primarily focused on the life this baby will be born into. If it is born at all. I don't think Jimmy would try to kill Anya in this concept but try to spin the narrative it was mutual up until she got pregnant. Curly doesn't really buy it but it's a lot of processing, a lot more he said she said but what Jimmy is saying just doesn't make sense. It gives Jimmy too much time to really settle with the fact she's pregnant and likely can't support a kid nor wants to give birth out in space. Jimmy feeling like she's being othered from the only other woman could also be a factor, maybe even starting into her thinking Curly is behaving like a "pick-me" for siding with a guy over her. The crash is more spiteful in terms of having to protect herself alone, due to Curly not outright supporting her delusions.

It really adds a certain horror to Jimmy's pregnancy hallucinations because after the crash they are about her, her symptoms the sign of showing. She doesn't want the child either and considering what being pregnant can do to your mental/physical state, especially some of the more negative symptoms, I doubt she is handling it well. A lot of Anya's struggles are with the stigmas around male victims. His body reacted so did he want it? He's gonna be a father and courts likely will make him pay or care for the baby even if they take Anya's side, their world is just like that. Would the other's blame him for not doing more, he is a man after all? Should he be considered lucky a woman was that into him? It's eating away at him because not only does he not feel safe, he actively blames himself.

In the case Curly is still a cis guy, its that weird feeling guys often get when talking about male victims of assault. I don't think he'd victim blame but he likely asks or thinks about how it could've happened, why wouldn't Anya just overpower Jimmy? Maybe he couldn't? Maybe Anya didn't have it in him to strike a woman. He wouldn't. Now he thinks of what he would have done if Jimmy did something like that to him. SImilary to my trans!Curly post, he's wondering if it could've been him. It's likely one of the first times in his life he has to think of that type of vulnerability in terms of himself and other men and against likely his girl best friend. I think that arm pat right before Jimmy crashes the ship would really make him feel weird, not like he'd have the time to really dig into those feeling but y'know WERE GONNA CRASH!!!.

In terms of Jimmy and Curly's specific relationship, it just gets messier if they aren't both guys or girls. There's a lot of misogny on Jimmy's side with fem!Curly. He often points out she's a woman captain or makes a point of her being one of the few independent woman in her field and how certain men hate that. It's insidious but Curly doesn't think about or like to cause she likes to believe Jimmy isn't one of those guys. He can be a bit antiquated, maybe a bit of a pig but no ones perfect! Here a lot of his resentment is more gear toward a woman having that power over him as Captain/filling the typical male roles he fails at. He can't stand that she's above him in almost aspect and he likely takes it out on other women. Similarly, fem!Jimmy and cis Curly is just as bad. It's a fact of not knowing if she wants to be him, wants him or wants to destroy him. It's obsession without anything positive. She feels entitled to his space and life and time and he has a hard time setting up boundaries cause, well, Jimmy's a girl, his bestfriend and it comes with all the stigmas around boygirl best friends. To him it's a sort of oppressive doting, he feels wrong telling her not to pick and like he's being controlling. That's how she'd spin it whenever he'd try to make boundaries with her.

They are still just friends but most people can't tell even if they can tell it's not healthy, in both cases. Either way I feel like if they were opposite genders to each other there would a specific infatuation Jimmy would have with Curly that would be less hidden but sort of unaddressed because the idea of Curly rejecting them would make them lash out in a way Curly may just leave for their safety. It's also Jimmy wouldn't want to be with Curly specifically but just want what would consistently provide/available.

If they are both girls, its envy. It's that sort of hate that someone fits the standards you don't, wanting them to be picked second or crack. She likes to get into Curly's head, point out flaws and act like it's just her being helpful. She wants Curly to be a girls girl but only for her. There's a sort of possessiveness like purposely jeopardizing relationships because why would a man come first? That girl hates me and is a pick me, why are you friends with her still, Curly? Like this is silly but think about how Regina George treats Gretchen Wieners and that's effectively how fem!Curly and fem!Jimmy would work but technically Curly has the sway of Regina.

I believe the crash would always happen. Jimmy would try to escape responsibility or really thinking about what they did in any world, any gender. It's about facing the consequences, losing things he refuses to let go of or having to deal with responsibilities he's not ready for. The switching of sex or gender really doesn't change those core aspects.

[logansdoll]

heat

part two of "cottontail"

CW: SMUT, SMUT, SMUT, heavily suggestive, profanity, bunny mutation + spring = fun times, girl imma do my best, this took forever, might be a little long, etc.

As much as he hated to admit it, Logan was worried about you.

In his two-hundred years of living, he had never met someone as hot-headed and brash as you—and that was saying something. But as your you-appointed new best pal, he resigned himself to making sure you didn't piss off the wrong people.

Though it was a nice change of role, seeing as he wasn't the loose canon for once, he couldn't help but begin to grow significantly concerned for your safety.

It wasn't that you were a bad person, far from it, in fact.

Always greeting him with a sweet mornin', Logan!

Always checking up on him after missions.

Always inviting him to "sparring sessions", which would inevitably turn into you two striking up conversation about anything and everything under the sun.

Not to mention you were a humongous flirt—Jean called it being "overly friendly".

She noted that you didn't flirt with any other guys like you did him.

You always gave him those cheeky smiles that seemed to irk him to no end, and put that flirty lilt in your voice when you spoke. Not to mention the constant compliments, which would stick with him for days, sometimes weeks.

But that all stopped about a week ago.

After a day of you acting incredibly off—no jokes, no laughter, little talking—Ororo said you suddenly came down with a "spring cold", but that you'd be up and at 'em soon.

Well, soon hadn't come yet, and Logan hadn't heard anything from you in days.

A spring cold couldn't last this long...

Was it the flu? Was it something else?

And why did everyone else seem so unbothered by it?

These thoughts swam in his head every time he passed your locked door.

Until he finally had enough.

The night everyone went out for a field trip to the county fair, Logan stayed back, opting to visit your quarters with a few choice words, and a container of chicken noodle soup.

When he reached your door, he gave it a soft rap.

Nothing happened.

He tried again.

Still nothing.

Only after a third—more aggressive—knock, did you finally answer.

"Yeah?" you called, your voice low and croaky.

He'd never heard you sound so defeated, and almost... pained.

It made something pang in his chest.

"That must be some cold," he quipped, attempting to play off the feeling with humor.

"Logan?" you asked, sounding shocked. "What are you... What do you want?"

"I just came to give you some soup. Jean told me it's good," he answered, glancing down at the bag in his hand. "S'been a while since I've heard from you."

He waited for a response, but when you never gave one, he began to feel stupid.

This was a mistake.

"Look, I can just leave it outside the door if you don't wanna—"

"No," you interrupted, still sounding strained. "You can come in. Just leave it on my dresser."

A little confused by your tone, he entered nonetheless, boots clicking against the hardwood.

And what he found was concerning.

Your room was a mess—furniture askew, clothes and empty water bottles discarded on the floor, a rumpled mess of sheets on the bed.

The smell in the air was thick with sweat and something else. He looked toward the king-sized bed where a heap sat hunched underneath the sheets

"(y/n)?" Logan called, brows furrowed with confusion and worry as he placed the bag on the dresser.

"Don't come over here!"

You sounded so distressed, in such discomfort.

What's going on?

Why did you sound like you were in trouble?

Ignoring your warning, he slowly stalked closer to the bed, taking slow, tentative steps—now able to hear your soft whimpers and grunts of pain.

"(y/n)?" he questioned, firmly.

You stirred, reacting to his voice, breathing raggedly as if you couldn't get any air in your lungs.

"(y/n), what the hell is going on?" he demanded. "Whatever it is, I can help."

But you turned away, the sheets shifting with you.

"You can't," you whined, "You can't."

Patience running thin, Logan stormed over and snatched the sheets off of you. And there, under the covers, he saw you with his own two eyes.

You were curled into yourself, tail significantly fluffier than he remembered, and ears droopier than he'd ever seen.

Through your thin tank top, he could see your nipples were hard and perky, the shorts you were wearing barely covering your ass cheeks.

'Goddamn...'

When you looked at him, your face flushed red, pupils dilated beyond belief as you covered your face with embarrassment.

You trembled in your skin, tail twitching with discomfort and unease.

"I told you not to come over here," you panted, curling further into yourself. "Didn't want you to see me like this..."

You winced, squeezing your thighs together tight, looking to be in complete agony.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"I'm in heat," you sighed, the cat pretty much out of the bag. "S'cause of my mutation. I can do everything a rabbit can, and go through everything a rabbit goes through. No matter how fucking stupid."

You wiped the sweat off your forehead, your curly hair soaked in it.

"S'why I've been hiding," you explained. "I've been tryna get through this, but I just... can't!"

Now he understood.

Your absence, your uneasiness, the smell of something in the air.

You were horny.

"How long's it last?" Logan curiously asked.

"Depends. Could be a week, could be a month..."

"A month?" he stated, surprised. "Are you in pain?"

Your face screwed tight, triggering something in his core.

"Yes," you groaned, hugging yourself closer.

You looked away from him, appearing so utterly humiliated and ashamed that it pained him.

He had to help.

"What can I do?" he suggested.

You turned to him, eyes widening. "What?" you asked. "What do you—"

"I wanna help you, cottontail," he cut in, already kicking off his boots and taking off his leather jacket to reveal his sexy, white wife-beater. "So tell me what I gotta do."

You watched him, looking completely stunned and mortified, but your pussy throbbed at the sight of his outfit.

"No, no, Logan," you protested. "Y-You can't... you don't need to do this."

But he stood firm in his decision, refusing to leave you.

"I know I don't need to," he firmly responded. "I can't let you go on like this."

"It's okay..." you assured. "It'll probably be done by the end of the week. You don't—"

Before you could even finish, his hand grabbed your face, pulling you close and squeezing your cheeks, his tone demanding.

"Don't protest. Don't argue. Don't push me away... Just let me take care of you, alright?"

His gorgeous brown eyes, filled with the promises of safety and acceptance, bore into yours.

How could you deny him?

"Okay," you caved, leaning into his touch.

"Good girl," he cracked a smile, lips suddenly swooping yours up in a firm kiss.

You let out a soft, eager moan as he scooped you up in his arms, the man letting out a quiet chuckle when you squeaked, your feet dangling off the ground.

While still kissing you, he sat himself down on the bed and plopped you in his lap. His soft lips and tongue made you squirm in his lap, brushing yourself against his quickly hardening cock in his jeans.

"Can I touch your ears?" he whispered, breathless. "'N' your tail?"

Gently, his hand moved down to your ass, caressing your cotton tail. Your toes curled, your body tingling from the sensation.

"Y-Yes," you shakily replied. "Go ahead."

And when his fingers began to lightly brush and stroke your bunny ear from base to tip, you nearly had a full body orgasm, your pussy growing wetter with each pass.

"Fuck..." you gasped. "Yes, just like that..."

Logan smirked as he watched your face contort in pleasure, his ego growing with each whimper.

"Like that?" he asked, teasingly, his cock throbbing at the sound of your pitiful whine in response.

Over these past few months, he'd had countless dreams about having you just like this. And now that he was, he could say with certainty that it was far better than any fantasy.

Gently, one of his big hands slid down between your thighs to pet your pussy through your panties, while the other continued to stroke your ears.

Your mouth fell agape, pleasure coursing through you.

"Oh, fuck," you moaned, tilting your head back as his fingers ghosted over your clit.

You began to shamelessly grind your pussy into his fingers, turning Logan on even more.

"Needy little thing..." he chuckled, amused. "Adorable."

Under his firm gaze and insistent fingers, you nearly came apart at the seams. But before you could, he pulled away, scooping you up with one arm, much to your surprise and arousal, and sliding himself further down the bed.

With a grin, he dropped his head into the pillows, shifting and forcing you to hover over his face.

"M'gonna taste you, now," he stated, as if it was a fact.

You whined in response, moving to grab the headboard as he pulled your panties to the side, giving your pussy a quick peck before completely dropping you on top of him.

"Logan!" you half-moaned, half-screamed, eyes blown wide with pleasure.

You tried to brace yourself, but it wasn't long before he made you a writhing, whimpering, whining mess.

"Ah, Lo, yes!" you cried. "Oh, fuck! Right fuckin' there! Right fuckin' there!"

You were loud and vocal, much to his enjoyment.

He was having the time of his life, massaging your ass and sucking your wet pussy, your juices dripping down his chin.

He even groaned and grunted into your pussy about how good you tasted, only making you wetter at seeing such a stoic man lose his shit over you.

"You want a finger, baby?" he growled, voice slightly muffled. "Talk to me. Tell me what chu want."

"Please," you whimpered. "Fuck me, Logan! Make me come!"

Logan smiled, slowly inserting one of his thick fingers into your hole while his lips gently sucked on your clit.

You nearly screamed, bawling at the pleasure.

"Oh, my God!" you sobbed. "Shit, Logan, I'm gonna... I'm gonna.."

Your orgasm slammed into you without a second thought, drawing a string of slutty moans out as you came all over Logan's tongue.

"That's my good girl," he smirked into your pussy. "So fuckin' good f'me."

Your orgasm was so strong that you began to tremble, the aftershocks taking over your body.

The release helped with the pain... but it still wasn't enough.

You needed more.

Suddenly, he took hold of your chin, staring into your eyes as if he could peer right into your head.

"Do you want more?" he asked, cockily.

Slowly, you nodded, tears pricking your eyes at how much to needed this.

"Yes, Logan," you pleaded, your arousal making you bold and unashamed in your need to be fucked. "Please give it to me. I don't care how you take me. Just please..."

That was all he needed to hear.

He gave you exactly what you wanted and more. The man fucked you, and he fucked you good. He gave your little body everything it needed to knock out those horny thoughts and relieve you of your heat.

In almost every position, too.

He fucked you in missionary while standing up, his hips pistoning into yours while your feet dangled in the air, his hands pinning your thighs apart and making you take each deep, long, slow stroke that had you seeing stars and frantically rubbing your clit watching his handsome face contort in pleasure. 

He fucked you while standing up, your little body bouncing in his arms as you fucked you up and down on his cock, your arms wrapped tight around his neck, your tits pressed flush against his pecs, and your lips locked with his in a passionate, sloppy, wet kiss. 

He fucked you on your side, his big body curled around yours and his cock nestled between your ass cheeks before sliding inside you again, your leg hiked up to get deeper. 

He fucked you on all fours, using your ears to pull you back on his cock, your back arched and ass stinging from random spanks while he pounded into the deep, wet heat of your pussy that squeezed and griped him for dear life. When you tried to rub your clit, he smacked it away and rubbed your pussy for you.

“Uh-uh,” he growled. “No touching what’s mine. All you need to do is cum. Can my little bunny do that?” 

You didn't even answer—you couldn't. But your loud moans and sobs bouncing off of your walls are all the answers Logan needs as he fucked you faster, harder, making your clit sing and pleasure zip through you.

When you felt your last orgasm of the night zip through you, you let out a broken whimper and came all over Logan's cock. 

Triggered by your orgasm and sweet little sounds, Logan gripped you tighter and pounded into you without mercy, until he finally released, too.

“Oh, fuck!” he gasped, his loud groans and grunts echoing throughout the room, triggering another mini-orgasm that made your pussy quiver and drip down your thighs. 

Logan came deep inside of you, filling you to the brim. He even had enough to give you on your ass, pulling out to spray your perfect cheeks with more of his seed, pumping his cock furiously behind you.

A smile stretched across your face as the aftershocks began, practically melting into the sheets. 

You were sweaty, winded, soaked, tired, and covered in cum...but you’d never been more satisfied or happier in your life.

Logan finally settled down beside you, turning you over to face him. He gave you a small smile, his face hot with stray hairs sticking to his forehead. 

“Better now?” he murmured, gently stroking down your back.

You wordlessly nodded, a small, tired hum leaving your lips. 

“Good,” he nodded, pressing a kiss into your hair. “Get some rest.”

And just like that, you were out like a light, softly snoring into his chest, your body curled into his side.

You couldn't wait for next spring...

[uyuuma]

“ HIT ME WITH YOUR KILLSHOT, BABY ”

hitman!toji x fem!reader ღ MDNI.

❥ summary. he was just on another job, why did you have to go and make it more difficult? normally he isn't sloppy with his work but you were a witness and he had to deal with you somehow.

❥ warnings. nsfw, female anatomy, murder (toji's target dead as hell), gun mentioned, choking, reader being tied up, rough handling, degradation, biting, unprotected sex etc.

❥ a/n. sorry for inactivity recently... having a little bit of writers block fr. decided to just write anyways. (no but my requests are open y'all gimme some ideas!!!) but yeah as soon as i sit in front of my screen im like 'i could write but i think imma play some more valorant' lmaoo

❥ wc. 5.2k

You sighed as you walked down the narrow urban streets of the big city. Your heels clacked on the pavement and the cold air stung your exposed shoulders. Why did you decide to go out? It was just another shitty night at the club, where the loud music was overwhelming and creepy men hit on you constantly.

"Tonight was a bust." You said under your breath, hands clutching onto your elbows trying to conserve warmth. Your breath was warm and you could see it travel as if you blew smoke into the air.

You should've just stayed home and cuddled up next to your cat, watching YouTube or Netflix. Instead you found yourself walking alone on the quiet streets, not even cars were driving by. It was almost eerie how deserted the city was around you. Perhaps it was because it was 2 in the morning, but it still sent shivers down your spine thinking about how dangerous it was to walk alone.

All you have to do is get to the bus stop, there was a bus scheduled to come by at 2:30 am. You clutched onto the little pocket knife that was disguised as a hair comb in your purse. It wasn't much, but it was something at least.

Lost in thought, you didn't realize there was a scuffle happening in the upcoming alley way you were walking up to. Sounds of someone struggling and choked back cries. It took the sound of something cracking violently to make you look up in shock. You turned the corner carefully to a sight most horrifying for a girl alone on the streets.

A large man was standing over another one who was slumped over onto the dirty floor. Crimson pooling onto the cement below his head, traveling slowly over to the other man's shoe. Your jaw dropped at the sight, breath caught in your throat. What the hell did you just walk in on?

"Disgusting, it touched my shoe." a raspy voice scoffed. The voice was aimed away from you, since the man hadn't noticed your presence yet. He had a silenced pistol in his hand and as it dangled above the floor, you realized that's what made the cracking sound. Your eyes widened realizing this might be a real-life hitman. He was dressed in a suit and his gun had modifications that no normal criminal would have.

The man angrily slid his black dress shoe on the cement, trying to clean the blood off of it.

You gasped at the realization that you did not belong in this situation at all and turned around to run back towards the club. You'd rather take your chances at the club than continue walking past the alleyway to get to the bus stop. Unfortunately, your gasp had not only alerted the man, but also your clacking heels colliding with the pavement when you turned.

The man looked behind to see you turning tail and booking it, a disappointed groan escaping his throat. How could he have been caught? Who the hell is taking a leisurely stroll at this time of night? All he could do was chase after you, he had no choice. He couldn't leave any witnesses behind.

As he turned the corner to see you running, he noticed that you took your heels off to run barefoot. He smirked, thinking you to be clever for at least not being dumb enough to sprint in heels. Unfortunately for you, he was a professional and knew exactly how to catch up to you.

You could swear you put enough distance between you and that horrific murder scene, all you could hear was the pounding in your chest and your exasperated breath. You took just a fleeting second to stop running and catch your breath, resting your hands on your knees as you inhaled and exhaled carefully.

In a matter of moments someone roughly grabbed you from behind and wrapped strong arms around your neck. You let out a strained scream as your hands clawed at the bulging biceps that held a tight grip on your delicate throat. Your lungs burned with the sensation of being strangled from behind, you desperately kicked and clawed to the best of your ability. To no avail, you could feel your vision become blurry.

"Pretty thing like you shouldn't be out alone at this time of night." The man whispered into your ear as you lost consciousness.

His muscles began to relax as you became limp in his arms. It would take only another 10 seconds to kill you, but a part of him couldn't bring himself to. He decided he'd take you with him and figure out a plan later. First and foremost, he needed to clean up the body of his target. Once he finished his job, he could deal with you.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。..・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。..・。.・✭・.

After some time, you slowly awoke to the feeling of a cold cement floor. You were laying on your side and your neck was still sore from prior events. You tried to open your eyes, but realized you were blindfolded by something. You went to swallow from the dry feeling in your mouth but felt that you were gagged as well. What a nightmare this whole situation is, at least you weren't dead right?

You started to squirm, trying to get yourself free from whatever was binding you. Nothing worked though, whoever tied you up knew exactly what they were doing. You started to panic as most of your senses were stripped from you, the only thing you had left was smell and sound.

Sound may have been your enemy in this moment though, as it made your mind race from the anticipation of hearing footsteps enter the room. The footsteps echoed loudly, ringing in your head as you froze in fear. From how the sounds reverberated in the room, you could tell you were in a large, empty space.

You laid on the floor, helplessly, mind wondering what the hell was going to happen to you. If this man didn't just kill you right away what other sadistic things did he have planned? Or perhaps he was going to hold you for ransom? Fuck, whatever it was it couldn't end well for you.

The footsteps came closer and closer until they stopped next to you. A gust of air that blew down on you indicated that he lowered himself onto one knee to get a closer look. You could smell cologne and a faint metallic aroma, what you assumed to be the blood on his shoes. You felt two strong fingers press against your neck. The feeling caused you to jolt in shock.

"Well, you're certainly not dead." The voice said with slight amusement. It was the same deep voice that you heard in the alleyway, there was no mistaking who this was. He slid his fingers off your neck, knowing he didn't have to check for a pulse if you were moving on your own.

His eyes scanned your form, how it was obvious you just came back from a night out. The way you wore a revealing dress and your hair was all done up, well until he roughed it up a bit.

"Someone came back from a night of fun, I see." He said mockingly as he ran his hand through your hair. "Precious thing like you shouldn't be out there alone, what're you stupid?" He asked yanking your hair slightly.

Your little muffled whimpers made him chuckle. "See what happens when you go out by yourself? You end up bound and gagged like this." He was thoroughly enjoying your panicked squirms and whines when he looked down at his watch. He saw that it was already getting close to sunrise. He needed to figure out what he was going to do with you.

"Alright, well I gotta figure a way for you to keep your mouth shut." The voice said as you heard him rustling through something. You heard items fall onto the floor next to you, terrified at what they might be. You then heard him let out an amused laugh.

"Did you think this tiny thing would stop someone? Oh sweetheart, you're too naive." He tossed something plastic on the floor as he continued to go through a bag of some kind.

It hit you that he was talking about the tiny blade you kept in your purse. He was going through your belongings in your purse!

"Cute name and you're still pretty young." He said as you assumed he was reading the info off your ID. "Be a real shame to cut that life of yours so short." You could tell he said that with a wide grin.

Your panic heightened at the implication that he might have to kill you after all, you were ready to plead for your life. Even if you couldn't talk at this very moment, your body flailed trying to protest the very idea.

"Chill, I'd never kill such a pretty little thing such as yourself." He said continuing to dig through your purse.

"But I don't know... if you keep resisting like that maybe I will." He taunted as he pulled something else from the purse, something that was lodged into the deep crevices of the bag.

"A condom huh?" He said as his voice piqued with interest. He admired the thin packaging between his two large fingers.

"Ah hah, I see what you were doing now." He pulled down your blindfold so that you could look at him.

Your vision adjusted as you squinted. You looked around briefly and saw that you were in what looked to be an abandoned warehouse. Your gaze then fixed on the man that held you captive.

Your eyes widened as you came to the realization that he was... really hot? His eyes had a piercing, dark gaze and he had a small scar on the corner of his lips. His black hair was shaggy and it covered his eyes almost. He seemed to take off his black jacket from earlier, which left him in just a white button up. His muscles and large shoulders could barely be contained by the shirt. The fabric clung onto his large frame and it was mesmerizing. You were lost in his features, not realizing you were practically gawking at him.

"Did you just fall in love?" He smirked down at you, pulling the blindfold off of you. His black gloves glistened as he gripped the fabric of the blindfold.

You looked away in embarrassment, how could you gawk at someone who had you tied up on the floor? Seriously, get a grip girl.

He eyed the condom and then looked down at you with a mischievous smirk. "Did you go out in hopes for some good dick?" He said playing with it between his fingers.

You stared at him in silence. Your mind went blank.

"Bitch, answer me when I ask you a question." He said as his expression changed to annoyance.

You quickly nodded, trying not to get on his nerves. So what if you went out in hopes of getting laid? You were going through a dry spell and wanted someone to blow your back out. Was that so hard to ask for?

"Hmm, this might work out then." The man said as he held his chin in thought. He looked back down at you and smiled.

"How about a deal then..." He leaned down closer to your face so that he could whisper.

"I fuck your pretty little brains out and you pretend like you saw nothing. Got it?" He said as he tilted his head to the side.

"I mean it's that or I shoot your pretty little brains out. I don't know, your choice." He added on with a shrug.

You writhed against the floor trying to plead with him for your life, but you were still gagged.

"Oh right, can't understand you." He pulled the saliva soaked gag out of your mouth and quickly clamped his own hand over your lips.

"Oh and just a little warning, it is not a good idea to scream." He said coldly, hand clutching at your jaw a little too hard.

You nodded in his grasp, face heating up from how close he was to you. He smiled and let go of your jaw.

"Good girl, now tell me what you'd like." He said adjusting the collar of his shirt.

"P-please don't kill me, sir." You mewled out as your eyes welled up with tears.

He groaned in dissatisfaction and rolled his eyes. "The name's Toji and I told you I won't have to kill you because you have another option." He picked up your chin with his hand and got close enough to your face to feel his breath hot on yours.

"Not many men in my position would even give you an option. Now, tell me what you want." He softly dragged his thumb across your soft lips. A smirk creeped onto his face as he enjoyed your terrified expression.

You hesitated to respond for a moment. "P-please fuck my pretty little brains out... I won't tell a soul about what happened today." You couldn't believe the words you were saying right now. I mean, you were only saying what you needed to, to live right?

"See, you're a smart girl after all." Toji said with a wide grin. He carefully undid the ropes that bound you. The ropes left small burns and a bruise, but other than that you were virtually unharmed. He helped you off of the floor and handed you back your purse.

You looked at him confusedly as you held your purse. Was he letting you go?

"What? Did you think I was some sort of monster who'd fuck you on the cold floor? Nah, a pretty girl like you deserves at least a plush hotel bed." He said moving some of your hair behind your ear.

Your face warmed up from his sudden chivalrous attitude. You found it almost suspicious how kind he was.

He then crushed the little plastic comb knife beneath his foot.

"Don't try anything fucking stupid though. I hope you're clever enough to know you shouldn't take my kindness for granted." He said as he twisted his shoe against the plastic remnants.

You could only nod as you swallowed the knot growing in your throat.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。..・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。..・。.・✭・.

The car ride was silent, the tension in the air was thick enough to cut with a knife. He was quiet and kept his eyes on the road. You looked at the time on the dashboard and saw that it was already 4 am.

He parked the car and came around to your door to let you out. You quietly stepped out and held onto your purse as he closed the door.

Without a word, he walked in front of you to the hotel and held the door open. He motioned you to walk in, a faint smile on his lips.

You could run, right now. You could run and scream and call for help. It would be over in an instant for him if you did.

Yet, his confident smile made you realize that he knew you wouldn't. He knew through digging in your bag that you needed this. You needed him badly.

You walked slowly through the door, hips swaying seductively as you walked by him.

He glanced at your ass and cleared his throat as he followed you in.

"Sorry sir, we have no vacant rooms at this time. Maybe you'd like to try-" The old man looked up from his computer and his eyes widened.

"My apologies Toji, we'll get a room for two ready right away." He said hurriedly, punching in a number into the phone on his desk.

You looked up at him shyly, wondering how his mere presence was enough to get him a room on a whim.

"Just the many perks of my job." He said, leaning down to softly speak into your ear.

"Here's your room key Toji, it is on the top floor for you and your missus." The old man said, placing the card into Toji's hand.

"Not my missus yet, maybe after tonight she'll be convinced." Toji chuckled. "Thanks ol' man." He said as he grabbed your hand.

He led you to the elevator where you two stood in silence on the ride up. Your breathing became harder to control as you felt the anticipation grow in your gut.

The elevator dinged as you reached the top floor. He walked out first, heavy footsteps could be heard on the carpeted floors of the hallway. When you guys reached the door he scanned the card and let you walk in first. You walked in carefully, observing the room around you. It was like a penthouse suite... clearly the stuff reserved for the wealthy.

Your mouth hung open as you looked out the massive window overlooking the rest of the city. This man must live a life of luxury with the money he makes off of killing people.

Toji walked behind you and grabbed your chin with his strong hand. He let out a low groan into your ear.

"Nice isn't it? Maybe if you blow my mind tonight, you could live like this everyday." He said, his voice sounding sultry. He slipped his thumb past your lips. He let out a satisfied huff feeling your warm tongue glide against his finger.

You sucked on his thumb and it drove him crazy already, he needed more and he needed it fast. He quickly lowered himself so that he could pick you up bridal style. You shakily gain balance in his arms before he throws you onto the big fancy bed.

You landed on your butt, your heels hanging off your foot from the fall. Toji stood in front of the foot of the bed and unbuttoned his shirt, letting it slide off his broad shoulders. It was dark in the room, but you could see the moonlight illuminate the scars that decorated his upper body. You looked at his figure not only in awe, but worry seeing how his job took a toll on his skin.

His giant chest heaved as he took your trembling body in. You looked delicious, like he could devour you in a matter of seconds. He crawled onto the bed, between your legs. He took your heels and threw them across the large room.

"Kinda glad you walked in on me during the job." He said tracing his hands along your body. Every curve of yours was tantalizing and he wanted to savor every little moment he had you.

Your breath hitched as you let out small whines from his touch.

"Toji..." You muttered out his name and it was like music to his ears.

"Yes, don't worry baby." He said sweetly as he moved his hands down to the hem of your dress. He lifted up your dress and observed the sheer tights that stood in his way. He frowned slightly and pushed his fingers against your clothed cunt.

You gave out a pathetic mewl as he slowly pushed his finger against the fabric.

He became impatient and lifted your right leg over, twisting your torso so that your lower body was on one side. He slid his hand along your thigh to your ass where he gripped onto your tights. You could hear him tear at your tights with a 'RIP' sound. You whimpered feeling his strong grip tear a big hole into the crotch of your leggings.

"That's much better." He said satisfied. He moved your leg back over so that you were spread out for him.

Your face grew hot as he moved your panties out of his way. He brought his gloved hand to his mouth and took it off using his teeth. He grabbed the glove with the same hand and tossed it away. He rubbed his bare finger against your slit, gathering your wetness so that he could enter you easily.

His hands were huge, fingers thick and rough from the callouses. Just a single finger entering you made you squeak from how he stretched you out.

"Fuck, you're really tight." He said almost in disbelief. He moved his middle finger deeper, down until he was buried to his knuckle in your warmth. He smiled, feeling how you clenched around his singular finger.

"Oh sweetheart, you're going to break so easily." He said as he slowly moved his finger inside of you. He reveled in how you squeezed your thighs together, as if you were trying to cut off circulation to his hand. He responded to your desperate moans and arching back by adding another thick finger into your hole.

"Toji!" You squealed out gripping onto the soft sheets.

He chuckled seeing how easily you crumbled beneath him. He slipped his left arm under the small of your back and swiftly scooted your body up the bed, as if you weighed nothing. He carefully laid your head onto the pillow, your head was just below the headboard now. He shuffled so that he could lay on his stomach, his head comfortably between your legs.

You gasped feeling his warm tongue begin to lap up your juices. His tongue found your sensitive clit, skillfully flicking against it while thrusting his fingers in and out of your soaking pussy.

Your moans became louder as you squeezed your thighs around Toji's head. Any lesser man wouldn't be able to handle how tightly you crushed him between your thighs. But this was Toji, he could handle your intense grip, in fact he loved it.

He groaned into your pussy, closing his mouth to suck onto your sensitive bud. The fingernails on his left hand began to sink into your soft thighs as his other hand continued to plunge deep into your cunt. He picked up the pace, the sounds of your moans and the wet squelches of your needy pussy filled the room.

You soon found yourself spasming uncontrollably, your eyes darting to the back of your head as you felt your climax approach. Your hands gripped onto Toji's hair as you arched your back, moaning loudly as you came on his fingers and tongue.

"F-fuck! Hnnn...Toji..." Your cunt clenched around his fingers as you rode your high. Your fluids started to leak onto the bed sheet.

He withdrew his fingers and gave them a good cleaning with his mouth. His two fingers parted from his mouth with a trail of spit. He watched as you lay there, out of breath.

"What are you so tired for? I did all the work." He asked jokingly. He smirked and spread your legs nice and wide for himself again.

He undid the button on his pants and took them off. He then moved to take off your dress, not wanting to rip the pretty thing off like he did with your tights. He tossed both pieces of clothing to join the rest that were on the floor.

"Fuck, you're gorgeous." Toji admired your body. He took his right hand to cup your tit carefully, infatuated by how soft it was. His massive hands moved to play with both of your tits, massaging your chest roughly.

Your body trembled from the overwhelming sensations, you weren't sure how much more of this you could handle.

"Shit, I'm so hard right now it's not even funny." Toji said as he pulled at the waistband of his underwear.

You looked down to see how painfully constrained he was inside of his boxers. The imprint was massive and it caused your eyes to widen and your face became pale.

"Like what you see?" Toji let out a small laugh as he freed his erection from his boxers. His cock was heavy, even when it was hard it hung from the sheer weight of it.

You bit your lip, anticipating how something that thick could ever fit into your hole. Even though you were terrified, that warm feeling in your gut returned. You knew that regardless of how tight you were, he was going to make it fit.

"Alright, since you had one on you, I'll just use that." Toji said, grabbing the condom that you had in your purse. He used his teeth to tear open the wrapper and took the rubber out of the packaging. He went to put it on but laughed as he tried to unroll it.

"Baby, this is not big enough for me." He said holding up the half-rolled condom. He chucked it into the trashcan and sighed.

"Was worth a try, guess I'm going in raw." He said, pretending to be disappointed.

"W-Wait!" was all you could yell out before he lined himself up with your hole. His tip prodded at your entrance, trying desperately to push himself in. You gasped and clutched onto his shoulders as he slowly entered your little cunt.

"Goddamn, this is going to be a struggle huh?" He said, his voice strained as he tried to get just the tip in.

"Fuck." Toji cursed as he withdrew his cock. He spit onto your pussy and rubbed it in with his thumb, trying to get you nice and wet.

"You already came and I ate you out, how much prep does that tight little pussy need?" He complained as he stuck his tip back into your entrance.

You clenched your teeth as you felt him finally sink into your pussy. Whines escaping your mouth as he stretched you out, your hole being filled up like never before.

He grunted as his fat cock buried its way into your cunt, his hands holding the back of your knees as he pushed his entire weight against you.

Your vision became blurry from the tears that formed in your eyes. Your body was doing its best to adjust to his size, but it was just too much for you.

"s'too much Toji..." You slurred out as you could feel him bottoming out. You looked into his eyes with a fucked-out expression, mouth hanging open as drool slid down your chin.

"Too much? Already?" Toji asked mockingly. He pushed your leg against your chest, your tights tearing even more from this new angle.

"We've only just started." Toji smiled as he withdrew his cock only to slam it back into your cunt.

You squealed from his hips slamming into you and it caused him to chuckle. He only picked up the pace and continued to roughly thrust into you from your reactions.

"So. Fucking. Fragile." He grunted through gritted teeth while relentlessly pounding into your pussy. God, the way your cunt gripped onto his cock was euphoric. He swears he could cum right now if he wasn't taking his time.

He bucked his hips and folded you underneath him to get an even better position. With you bent in half beneath him, he could reach even deeper into your pussy, slamming that sweet spot that makes you scream.

Your screams were muffled however, since he hungrily pressed his lips against yours. His tongue explored your mouth, dominating your tongue in the process. His eyes were closed, enjoying the bliss of the moment. Your eyes were open, unfocused and rolling into the back of your head from the overstimulation.

Your stomach started to ache from the feeling of him stuffing you full to the hilt. But that giant knot in your core was still begging to be released. You could feel yourself getting closer to climax with every thrust. "Fucking slut... you're squeezing me so good." Toji groaned out of breath. Your bodies were becoming sticky from sweat. Toji hung his head down by the crook of your neck as he continued pounding your sore little pussy. You sunk your fingernails into his solid back, clawing at the flexed muscles.

He liked the feeling of you tearing up his back and decided it was only fitting to hurt you back. He bit down onto your neck with a growl as he bullied himself harder against your tender cervix. Your little cries of pain made him only bite harder. He sucked on the bitemark, leaving a nice little welt for you to remember him by.

"I wanna cum Toji... please..." you weakly asked as your legs shook from the intense pleasure mixed with pain.

"'Course baby, anything you wish for." He cooed as he grinded his pelvis against yours. His cock not only hit that sweet spot, but his pelvis stimulated your clit as well, driving you over the edge.

Your legs gave out, your jaw went slack and your nails dug into Toji's back so deep that it drew blood. "C-Cumming!" Was all you could mutter out as you climaxed, even harder than the first time. You felt ecstasy for the first time in forever, Toji delivering on his promise to fuck your brains out. Your mind was still foggy from the heavenly orgasm, even when Toji fucked you at an incredible speed, all you could feel was your muscles tensing.

"Holy shit, you're clamping onto me like crazy." Toji grunted out as he gripped onto the headboard, the bed creaking as he fucked you into the mattress. "Gonna cum so hard..." He mumbled under his breath. His thrusts became sloppier and less coordinated as he focused on finishing. He looked at your face and smiled seeing the cock-drunk expression on it.

Your whole body was spent, your hands no longer clawing at his back and your legs dangling above you. He could tell he wore you out well.

He thrusted into you a couple of times for good measure and then withdrew himself.

"F-Fuck, I'm cumming..." Toji groaned and pumped his cock with his hand before shooting his hot seed all over your tits. His load was thick and hot, some of it shooting far enough to coat your lips.

"Damn, turns out I also haven't had a good fuck in a while." He said out of breath, admiring how far you made his cumshot go.

You couldn't really respond with how tired you were. You just licked your lips, savoring his salty load. You maintained eye contact with him as he watched you seductively lick your lips.

"Haha, be careful now. I won't ever let you go if you look at me like that." Toji said parting your sweaty bangs out of your face.

Toji took some tissues from the bedside stand and cleaned you off, being careful not to make an even bigger mess. He threw the napkins into the trash and lazily fell next to you. He sighed, looking up at the ceiling.

"I mean as long as you don't snitch, you're free to go." Toji said in a bored tone. His hands resting behind his head.

"Don't wanna go." You said in a whiny voice. You shifted onto your side, facing him. Your soft hands traced his arm lovingly. Any man who could fuck you like that wasn't leaving your life that easily.

Toji smirked and looked down at you, hand resting on your hip.

"Was hoping you'd say that." He said before kissing you on the forehead.

The sunlight started to come in through the window. You blocked the light with your hand, your eyes assaulted by the sudden shine. Toji groaned and clicked on the remote to close the automatic curtains. Darkness once again enveloped your bodies. You smiled and rested your head against Toji's chest.

Guess the night wasn't a bust after all, you ended up with a hot, rich boyfriend by the end of it. I mean, sure he kills people for a living but, only you needed to know that.

[meangirls-imagines]

So it’s the middle of the night and I can’t sleep and I heard you were looking for prompts for the poly!plasticsverse. So I was thinking something like pre-relationship with the reader as in The Plastics are already together and have a crush on her so they start courting her (she shares one class with each of the plastics (like one class with Regina, another with Gretchen, and another one with Karen) and lunch (obviously) but she doesn’t sit with them or anyone for that matter, maybe occasionally she’ll sit with Janis and Damian)) but she’s not acknowledging any of their advances and obviously they’re a little upset because if she doesn’t like them like that she could at least have the decency to tell them to their faces instead of ignoring them and so the three of them together decide to “confront” the reader about it where they discover reader saw all of the advances but thought she was getting played because there’s no way they could actually like her when they’re so pretty and perfect and well… plastic, and she’s… not (cue Regina getting offended at reader talking bad about herself) then the plastics proceed to explain why they like her and she finally agrees to a date with them. Bonus points if Janis finds her after with the dopiest of smiles on her face (because they kissed her cheek) and says in the most deadpan voice, “I fucking told you so, idiot”

Also don’t know what kinda head canons you’re looking for but imma just leave these here: switch!Gretchen, powerbottom!Karen, pillowprincess!Regina, and top!reader

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Make Her Ours

Description: Reader has a crush on the Plastics, who are already in an established relationship. She thinks she isn't good enough for them. Janis and Damian try to tell her otherwise but Reader doesn't believe her. The Plastics approach her at lunch and confess their feelings for Reader.

WARNINGS: fluffy, reader talking bad about herself, plastics being soft for reader.

Note: This is pre-polycule, or how our favorite polycule came to be. Aaron is still Y/N's best friend, and this is before Shane joined the group!

Y/N Y/L/N would consider herself kind of a loner.

Not really, she had one friend. And a couple of acquaintances.

Aaron, Janis, and Damian.

Aaron and Y/N had been best friends since Y/N was a sophomore. He saw her sitting alone at lunch one day and decided that he wasn't going to let that happen anymore. He walked over to her table one day and asked to sit, and the rest is history.

Flash forward to now, Y/N was sitting at lunch by herself, unaware of the stares from three specific girls burning into her.

The whole school knew the Plastics were in a relationship with one another. I mean, it was hard not to know when half of the females at the school were trying to get to be the fourth in the relationship.

They didn't want them, they wanted Y/N.

They all developed a crush on Y/N individually and when they got together they all wanted Y/N to join and make them the school's power polycule.

So, if courting was what they had to do, they were gonna do it.

Regina shared history with Y/N, so she saw the girl right after lunch. She was going to start things off for the group.

When she walked into History that day, she saw Y/N in their regular seat. Smiling, she sat down in the desk next to Y/N. Y/N looked at her and gave her a small smile before looking back at the board. The teacher droned for some of the time before allowing the students to work on their own time.

Regina took this time to try to talk to Y/N.

"So, Y/N. How are you today?" Y/N looked at the blonde skeptically. "I'm fine, Regina, how are you?" The blonde smiled, her heart melting at how adorable Y/N was. "I'm good, baby." Y/N blushed at the pet name.

Regina tried to make small talk with Y/N for the rest of the class, but Y/N was too nervous to fully engage so by the time the bell rang, Y/N quickly made her way out of the class. Regina huffed and pouted.

Maybe her girls would have better luck.

The next morning, Y/N was met by Gretchen at her locker, holding a can of Monster Energy Drink and a couple of donuts. Y/N smiled at the girl as she opened her locker.

"Hi Y/N! I got you this! I thought you might need it this morning, I know math isn't your favorite class." Y/N smiled and took the items from Gretchen. "Thanks, Gretchen. I really did need this! Shall we go to class?"

Gretchen nodded and they set off to math.

Gretchen had tried the same thing Regina did. Initiating small talk, calling Y/N pet names, but she got the same result as Regina. Y/N talked, shut down and when the bell rang, was the first person out the door.

Maybe Karen would be able to get to Y/N.

Wrong. Karen couldn't get to Y/N.

Not for a lack of trying, but she had basically told Y/N that she had a crush on her and Y/N automatically shut it down, not wanting to face the wrath of Regina for "trying to steal one of her girlfriends".

At lunch, Y/N sat with Janis and Damian since Aaron was off doing something for a class. She had told them how nice the Plastics were treating her and how Karen had told her about her crush. Janis and Damian shared a knowing look.

"Dude, they are so into you." Y/N looked at Janis shocked. "W-what? No. No, they aren't." Damian looked at the girl smirking. "Yeah. They are. I mean, Regina approached you first, Gretchen got you an energy drink and breakfast even though you didn't ask, and Karen basically admitted to having a crush on you!"

Y/N shook her head. "People can do nice things without having feelings for them." Janis and Damian looked at each other and burst out laughing. Y/N blushed as Janis shook her head at her.

"You're hopeless."

The next morning, Y/N found herself in the cafeteria, trying to get a little bit of last minute studying done before classes when the familiar click of heels headed towards her.

She looked up to see Karen, Gretchen, and Regina. The girl cowered under their gaze and blushed. "Hi guys?" Regina sat next to Y/N. "Can we talk to you about something?"

Y/N nodded as the other two sat across from her. Gretchen started. "We were wondering if you wanted to go on a date with us. Maybe tonight?" Y/N sat in shock. "W-what?" Karen smiled. "We wanna take you on a date! It'll be so much fun."

Y/N shook her head. "No, I heard you, I'm just confused." Regina looked at the girl with curious eyes. "What do you mean? Why are you confused?" Y/N shrugged and casually said. "I'm me."

The girls looked at each other confused. "Yeah? That's why we wanna go out with you? I'm confused." Y/N looked at Gretchen. "You could have anyone else in the school, I'm nothing special. I can't compare to you guys."

The girls frowned. Why was Y/N talking like this?

Regina gently grabbed Y/N's hand. "Baby, don't talk about yourself like that. You're an amazing human being. You're always so nice and you always help people when they need it. We want to take you out on this date because we all are starting to fall for you. How could we not? Will you please let us show you how amazing you are?"

Y/N felt their heart melt at the blonde's words. She looked at Karen and Gretchen who looked at Y/N adoringly. Y/N nodded. "Yeah. I'll go on this date with you guys." The girls squealed in delight. "Okay! We'll pick you up at 6! Dress casual."

Y/N nodded as Regina kissed her cheek. Blush spread across Y/N's face, only getting deeper when Karen and Gretchen kissed the same cheek. The girls left Y/N sitting at the table with a tomato-red face and a dopey smile on her lips.

Not long after the girls left, Janis joined Y/N at the table. She looked at the girl confused. "You okay, Y/N? You're a little red." Y/N nodded and whispered. "They asked me on a date."

Janis looked at the girl even more confused. "What did you say, Y/N?" Y/N spoke louder. "They asked me on a date." Janis was about to ask who when her brain clicked. She smirked at Y/N and patted her back.

"I told you so, dumbass."

[filmbyjy]

Hehe imma send multiple

Maybe something like bf Jungwon & y/n being shy w skin ship but like both of y’all are clingy idk how to explain it

HOLD ME TIGHT

a/n: why is this me. like I am clingy but I am so shy on skinship and plus I constantly overthink things😪 also so sorry if this was bad 😭

both you and jungwon were currently at a cat cafe. since, you wanted to play around with the cats. jungwon nuzzles his nose right on the kitten in his hands. He smiles and continues to do so over and over again as the kitten attempts to lick his nose. All of this happening right in front of you and you can’t help but feel a little sad.

well the better term would be jealousy. as you could say since the kitten was pretty much getting his attention way more than you. you were just a witness to the cute action that was happening in front of you. you craved for this type of cute affection with jungwon. however, you weren't that brave to voice out your own thoughts.

while other couples in public could easily display affection, you can't help but get shy over it. it made you feel disappointed in yourself. why couldn't you over come this awkward feeling. you had a boyfriend that was probably more than ready to give you affection you craved but you always hesitated to do so.

"(name), look. this kitten keeps meowing back whenever i meow." jungwon calls out, seemingly pulling you out of your small bubble of thoughts.

he meows and the kitten meows back. he laughs before pecking the kitten's small head. oh how adorable he was. you didn't understand his cute little tangents he liked to go on whenever you two hang out. sometimes, you even wondered if he was a cat. he seemed so...cat-like and playful.

you opened your mouth to say something but nothing really comes out, it was like the words that you wanted to express to him were not coming out. "jungwon?"

he hums, "yes, baby?" he continues to give the kitten a little more attention but stops a to look up at you.

"i- nevermind." he could sense the slight hesitation in your voice and so he carefully puts the kitten down.

"is there something wrong?"

"it's nothing. just something stupid." you brushed it off but jungwon goes to hold your hand which he rarely does since he too was shy with skinship. this was a big step that jungwon took and it was completely out of concern and love.

"tell me, i want to know whenever you're struggling." he lightly squeezes your hand. his adorable cat-like eyes staring into yours.

"i- can we cuddle?" you hesitantly voiced out.

"of course, we're dating. why can't we do that?"

"i know but...i'm scared that you might not want to cuddle. besides, we are still early in our relationship." you pout.

jungwon tilts his head. "are you kidding me? of course i do. you're my girlfriend. i wanna cuddle with you."

"what if you don't like it?"

jungwon playfully scoffs, "how could i hate anything about you? you're just saying random things now." he gets closer to your face. "i like everything about you. now, will you let me be your first ever official cuddle buddy?"

you nod and so jungwon goes to wrap his arms around you. you laid your head against his chest as the multiple cats were lazing around the both of you. jungwon's heart beats were calming. it actually made you sleepy. you could feel jungwon leave a small little peck on your forehead. just a light one.

"we should back to your home. you look tired." jungwon whispers.

"mmm, we should." you tiredly mumbled.

and so you and jungwon went back to your apartment.

"we're taking steps to our relationship. i'm proud of you for voicing out what you want to do." jungwon says.

"i tried to. i don't know if i'll be ready to fully voice out. after all, you are my first boyfriend and the only person i've done some sort of affection."

"don't worry, if you can't do it. i'll initiate it first. i tried my best today too. i'm not that great at showing affection too." jungwon admits.

"really?"

he hums, "yeah, i usually some sort don't do affection. you can ask the hyungs. they probably can tell you about it."

you blushed. "so this is a first time for you too?"

"yup. honestly, i think i'll do my best. i wanna see you blush and get flustered more often. it's cute." you groaned at jungwon's words. "that blush is reserved only for me, right?"

"yes." you looked away from him. jungwon laughs.

"good. now, let's get you to sleep. my little princess."

my little princess...

you liked the ring to it. jungwon's little princess. you couldn't wait to see how the next few months and even years would go with him.

[mingis-orangejuice]

Love and Deepspace Boys with an MC that's good with children Part.3: Rafayel

Summary: Rafayel desperately calls you to help him take care of his little nephew. Rafayel can't stand him but how difficult can one little kid be?

a/n: this one is my fave out of all the fics I've written so far. I love drama queen Rafayel. I made him as dramatic as possible, he's literally jealous of a 5-year-old kid cuz you're giving him more attention. Yep that's my man and imma stick beside him

Genres/Warnings: just pure teeth rotting fluff

Word count: 1173

Other parts: 1, 2, 4

“So what do you say will you help me pretty please?” Rafayel said from the other side of the call. He had called you to ask if you’d help him with his little nephew. He was stuck taking care of him since his cousin and her husband went off on another spontaneous trip. 

“Fine, as long as you pay double, bodyguards don’t babysit for free.” you joked

“Yeah sure double, I’ll even pay triple if you want just get here quickly!” you heard a crash in the background of the call and Rafayel screaming then he hung up.

You were only joking about wanting payment you didn't really think he would agree to it, but that crash had you concerned. Why was he so desperate for your help? How bad can one little kid be?

At Rafayel’s house, you let yourself in with the spare key. You hear your boyfriend yelling, another small voice laughing and the sound of something breaking. You follow the sound to the living room. The whole room was trashed. Mess everywhere, canvases and brushes on the floor, and paint everywhere even on the ceiling. Did a tornado pass through his living room? You see Rafayel chasing a young boy around the room as he causes more trouble “Rafayel what’s going on?”

“Oh thank goodness you’re here” He stops chasing the boy and runs up to you to greet you with a hug “He’s terrible, he’s destroyed everything in my studio I don't know what to do he just won't stop” Rafayel looked like he was almost about to cry.

“Who are you?” the boy stops in front of you “Are you Uncle Rafi’s girlfriend?”

“Yeah, I am” You bend down and put out your hand to shake his. “It’s nice to meet you, sweetie, what’s your name?” 

The little boy looks up at you with a big smile, completely enamoured by you “I’m Nate. Are you really Uncle Rafi’s girlfriend you’re way too pretty for him” he looks at Rafayel and sticks his tongue out.

“Hey I'll have you know that she is my girlfriend and she loves me, so there!” Rafayel sticks his tongue out at Nate too.

“Stop it you two.” you flick Rafayel’s forehead “You’re the adult in the situation you shouldn’t let him take advantage of you” you scold him as Nate laughs under his breath

“He started it, plus he doesn’t listen, he’s just a bad kid, we should bring him to an orphanage and leave him there,” he says pointing at Nate while hiding behind you.

You sigh and turn to look at Nate. “Nate, sweetie did you mess with your uncle’s art?” he nodded shyly. “That's not very nice now, is it” This time he nodded no. “you know you’re not supposed to do that right?”

“But Uncle Rafi was being so boring, I wanted to play tag but he just wanted to paint. He said he needed silence for his work so he left me in here alone.”

You turn and look at Rafayel. “Is that true?” He also just nods, looking like he was being scolded by his own mother. “Rafayel you can’t just leave him alone with nothing to do, what did you think would happen, he’d just sit there for hours doing nothing? No wonder he did all this, he was bored. You could have at least given him something to do.”

“I don’t know what kids like to do, that's why I called you. You’re so smart and would know exactly what to do to help your boyfriend in need riiight?” he attempted to flatter you so that you’d help him.

You sigh again. “Ok well, first we have to clean up this mess...” 

“I think you should make Nate clean it up himself, to make him learn his lesson” Rafayel glared at Nate.

You gave Rafayel the “mom death stare” and he quickly shut up “We are all going to help clean and then both of you are going to apologize, ok?” 

They both look at each other and then back at you. “Ok,” they both say. reluctantly

Later after the mess had been cleaned, you three sit on the couch exhausted. You hear a little tummy rumble.  You look to Nate “Oh are you hungry, maybe we should make something to eat” You head to the kitchen and Nate follows behind you holding your hand. Rafayel see this and jumps up from the couch trying to get in between you two. You push him away “Raf seriously, you’re jealous of a 5-year-old?” he looks a little embarrassed then quietly takes your other hand on the way to the kitchen. Nate looks over and sticks his tongue out at Rafayel again without you noticing. 

You guys cook up a nice simple meal for you all to enjoy but it wasn’t easy. Throughout the whole thing, they were both fighting for your attention. Rafayel was constantly giving you little kisses while you were trying to cook and Nate would keep pulling you away to get you to lift him up so he could get different ingredients or so he could sit on the counter. You found the little fight amusing so you let it go on since it was harmless.

You’re now sitting at the table to eat and the rivalry is still going on. “Come on just eat the food” it's healthy” Rafayel begs Nate “You need to eat something”

“No! it's yucky. I don’t wanna!” Nate whined and pushed his plate away from him.

“Nate sweetie, can you please eat all your food? If you do then you’ll become strong enough to be a hunter like me” You said with a smile. Nate instantly listens and shoves spoonfuls of food into his mouth. He’s finished in no time.

Rafayel looks at you in disbelief. How did you get this little brat to listen so easily? After Nate finished eating you got him ready for an afternoon nap. He gladly listened to everything you said while constantly glancing over at Rafayel to make sure he knew that he was only going to listen to you and not him. You put Nate in a bed in one of the guest rooms and waited for him to fall asleep. Right before you and Rafayel left the room Nate sleepyily said “ Uncle Rafi You should marry her I want her to be my new auntie.” 

You both look at each other and then back at him. “That’s the plan” Rafayel looks at you and winks. 

“Good,” Nate says right before he drifts off to sleep

You and Rafayel are now back on the couch, he holds your hand and looks into your eyes. “Hey thanks for today, you were a really big help I don’t know how I’ll ever repay you” 

“You don’t have to pay me, at least not with money.” You kiss him and give him a sly grin 

“Careful if you keep that up we’ll end up making another Nate” he laughed and kissed you.

[tarjapearce]

Can we get a little story or something of how would Miguel take care of pregnant mama? Like I KNOW he would do the most and go the extra mile. But can we get it in your words?

Pregnancy Cares With Miguel ~ ✨

Warning: Pure fluff and a mild squeeze of nsfw.

Let's meet this weekend. MJ and I found this new place. And the hamburgers? God. 🤌🏻🤌🏻. They have these amazing artisanal beer.

You pouted at the screen. You wanted to go for a burger, but for some reason, you retched at the smell of beef. It was a big no for you. Plus you couldn't drink, for obvious reasons.

I need an outing so badly. Need a drink, work is getting so stressful. This weekend or the next one?

Jessica replied as MJ sent a ':) ' emoji on the group chat.

Can't go :(

What? Why tf no? You've been telling me you need a break. 😐

🤰

Miguel had sent the emoji and you rolled your eyes

I WAS SUPPOSED TO TELL THEM MIGUEL!!!

Wait... Fr?! 😱

OMG ❤️

MJ texted as the rest appeared as typing.

OMG Imma be an auntie!!?? 😳

Boy or Girl?

We don't know yet

You don't know 👀

Stop. Playing.

🤭🤭

SPILL OUT THE BEANS 🙄

Peter had sent a nervous gif and you cackled.

You'll find out tomorrow 😊

I swear if you don't tell

😏😏 What's gonna happen?

Guys... Im pretty sure these sort of things got you in the current situation you're in, can you not do this in the chat please?

FR

MJ just sent a 🤭 emoji.

Fine, woosies. It's a girl. ❤️❤️💖

SHUT UP 🥹🥹

MJ sent another gif exploding in hearts

Congrats on both 🎉🎉

Miguel remained quiet. You pouted.

What you didn't know is that when he came home, he'd get you a lovely bouquet of tulips and some pickles. He'd just pulled your grumpy self into a tight loving hug as he kissed your temple repeatedly until your mood vanished.

"A girl? Really? Why didn't you tell me?"

"Cause the doctor just sent me the results! And you ruined the surprise. I wanted to tell them in a different way!"

"Yeah, yeah. It's a girl! You know what that means?"

"That I'm gonna get so fat?"

"No, mensa. And even if you did, I'd still hit that." (Dummy)

"Not funny" Your cheeks flushed softly as he chuckled.

"Means that we can finally paint her room"

Your eyes swelled up in tears upon hearing him speak so softly and lovingly. He was excited. You could tell by the little flush in his ears.

"Shopping day tomorrow?"

"Ps obvio" (Obviously )

You giggled.

.----

Ever since you told Miguel you both were expecting a girl, it was like a switch turned in him.

He'd cuddle you with such care, he'd think you'd break. Wich was annoying to you since you missed sleeping ontop of him.

And when the cravings started? Dios mío.

"M-Miguel" You'd whimper as you wiped your eyes. He'd startle and instantly go in alert mode.

"¿Qué pasó? ¿Tas bien?" (What's wrong? You ok?)

You hiccuped and weeped "We have no pickles."

He'd stare at you, trying to process the correct emotion to feel in this situation.

"You're crying cause we don't... have pickles"

"Don't be mean!"

You'd hit him softly with a pillow and curled back to your bed.

"Ok, ok, Don't cry? I'll go to the... the store. Be right back."

"Can I have Nutella too?"

"Uh, sure."

Drowsy eyes looked at the clock. 2 am. On another time, he'd surely would ignore the senseless petition and talk to go back to sleep. But how could he do that when you were pregnant? He was an ass sometimes, but with a pregnant you? Never.

He went to the store, to his dismay there was only two small pickle jars, and they were inside a lady's basket.

... Puta madre...

Why was everyone suddenly in the crave for pickles?

He didn't have to elaborate much and explained the lady. She just laughed it off and kindly surrendered them to him.

"Cravings? Oh boy. You better buy her the three jar packs. And avoid wearing too strong colognes infront of her! It might get her queasy."

"Thanks" With a polite smile he paid for the pickles and went home.

You were waiting for him, teary eyed and pouty. He opened the jar of pickles for you and stared at you with awe and a mild disgust as you dipped one of the pickles inside the Nutella and scarfed the veggie down with such hunger it made you cry again.

"Its so good."

His shoulders slumped with a sigh and wiped your chin.

"You're such a weirdo."

"Want some?"

"No, thanks. Keep eating"

"But I'll get fat"

"It's normal to gain weight during pregnancy."

"You'd love me if I was chubbier right?"

"Yes. I would. Eat your... thing."

He'd chuckle watch you eat until you were satisfied. three pickles in total with half the bottle of Nutella.

The next day he got you a small pack of pickles and two big bottles of that sweet spread to then rub your feet.

---

As time went on and your belly grew, the doctor appointments never got skipped or missed. He was there making sure everything was in order. His big hand hugging yours in a secure embrace as you got your ultrasounds. Everything was going perfectly.

The most dangerous months had passed and he allowed to breathe a bit more.

He had refused when you told him you wanted to work from home. Even if it was home office.

"No. It can lead you to stress out. And that will stress the baby out. Something can happen and no. Let me handle it."

"Stop being paranoid, I'll be fine! I just... don't like sitting all day or sleeping. I need to do something. And you didn't let me do much in the baby's room either!"

"Mi amor. You need to rest. I know you don't like it. But you need to."

"Could you at least get me an exercise ball?"

"Sure. Just don't-"

"Ay ya, Miguel! Ni que fuera a romperme!" (Stop it. I'm not gonna break!)

you whined

"I worry, mi reina."

"I know, and I appreciate it, but I gotta do something around!"

"Just promise me you'll go easy, ok?"

"Fine."

You kissed his cheek and cuddled him, the heat he provided felt heavenly against your back. You had started to waddle and to your dismay a new nickname was born. You were his Pingüinita. (Little penguin)

On the six month mark, you'd toss and turn on bed, feeling either too hot or cold. One moment you were snuggled against him, for the next to remove your clothes and lay naked next to him.

One particular night you felt suffocating. Summer was rampant and you woke up in tears at the oppressing heat.

He'd wake up no long after and filled in the bathtub with the right kind of water. Sweat and hormones raging on your body. Despite sleepiness clinging to him, he'd help you to the tub and bathe you.

Big and gentle hands massaged your wet scalp to then massage your shoulders and lower back. He splashed your body with water and kissed your temple carefully.

"Feel better? "

"Great, thank you, mi amor."

He'd smile lazily and remained there with you, almost falling asleep again in the bathroom until you were ready to leave to sleep.

- - -

He'd buy you long and cotton nightgowns. They were breathable and made everything a bit more comfortable for you, along some essential vitamins. And a hammock for the porch. He'd find you sleeping often in there.

Whenever you went out with the rest he'd make sure that none ordered meat. You still were sensitive to the smell, despite Peter longing for a burger.

Miguel would bathe with you to help you wash your back. But it was just an excuse to touch you and feel you. He'd be as gentle as he could with you. It turned him on to see you swelling with his child. Even brought out things he didn't know was into. Like, a lactation kink. And eat you out despite your protests of not being able to see him.

He was absolutely moonstruck with you. And when the time for you to deliver his baby finally came. He tried to remain strong and collected, despite his hands trembling like an earthquake. He kept an eye on you like a hawk, always looming around you.

He couldn't help but melt when Gabriella's cries echoed loud and healthy on the room.

He kissed you with such pride in his eyes that you'd think he was about to cry.

He knew his life with you had just started, and he was glad he had chosen you. Happy and grateful even. You just made him a dad of a wonderful little girl that instantly quieted down when he held her in his arms. One of the nurses snapped a picture of him holding and cooing Gabi as you got a well deserved nap.

Despite him not being a texter, he sent the picture of Gabi to the group chat.

OMG! Congratulations! she's so beautiful! 😊

I wanna cry so badly right now. She's gorgeous 🎉🎉

I'm an uncle now. :') So proud of you, Miguel.

Thanks

When can we see her?

Lemme ask Pingüinita and I'll let you know.

🐧?

[the-s1lly-corner]

Love that you opened requests for TADC!

Could you please do a scenario where Jax pulls a prank on the reader and locks them in a closet, but he has no idea that they have claustrophobia? They end up being found by someone else later, and Jax ends up feeling really bad about it?

(honestly love me some hurt/comfort)

Thank You!

Aftermath of a Prank (Jax x reader w/ claustrophobia)

wasn't sure what to name this since "jax traps you in a closet and feels bad" doesn't roll off the tongue that well LMAO i hope you enjoy this! imma admit, usually when it comes to writing for new characters i read up on others interpretations of them to get a decent handle of them + the canon stuff but i think im gonna wing it this time

It's not often that Jax genuinely apologizes to someone for something he did. often time he will give a huff and a half hearted sorry, or try to play the entire thing off... but there was something different about the current situation at hand

You see, Jax thought it would be funny to get you stuck in a closet, for one reason or another to push some joke he had in mind. What he did not have in mind, however, was the possibility that you were afraid of tight spaces.

Afraid you were, even more so because the closet was dark as well.

Jax was already long gone, claiming that he was going to run off to do something before departing. You asked him to let you out, thinking that he had simply pretended to leave.

But he truly had.

Discomfort turns into fear. Unsure calls for help turn into yells, which turn into you attempting to punch and kick the door open. Your eyes burned with hot tears.

You couldn't have been in there for more than ten minutes before Gangle opened the door, nearly catching your fist to her mask. It likely would have broken and revealed her tears, had her comedy mask not already been broken. She only squeaks in surprise, too stunned to move out of the way but thankfully you were able to reel yourself back in at the last second.

You muttered a quick apology before pulling yourself from the tight space, trying to steady the wobble in your steps. You and Gangle did not exchange any words, with you making your way to your room.

Word gets out. Gangle tells Kinger what happened. Kinger tells Pomni. Pomni tells Ragatha. Zooble finds out, but they don't care enough to gossip around. Before long Ragatha is telling Jax about it, with her own hunch that the rabbit was the one to blame.

Could you blame her? Jax has a bit of a track record...

Point is, Jax eventually finds out how scared you were through the grapevine and for once he actually feels bad about something. Annoying and spooking someone is one thing, but to instill genuine terror was another thing.

He wants to apologize, but it's such a foreign thing that he keeps putting it off. Days pass, with you now avoiding him, which only make him feel worse.

After another day of you only giving him dry responses he ends up cornering you, finally having enough of the guilt eating him up

Apparently not learning his lesson the first time but I digress

"Look," He said, square pupils fixed on you.

A sigh

"I'm sorry, okay? I didn't think you'd flip,"

Not perfect, but it's a start.

"If I knew I wouldn't have, I swear," he added when he was met with silence. From seemingly out of no where, he pulls something out

An object you like, be it a flower a book or something else that he found lying around the circus

You took it, observing, then looked back up at him. He did look remorseful, even if he didn't really say it.

That would have to do, that's the best you're going to get from him. Baby steps

From that day forward, you notice that Jax lightens up around you, pranking you less and generally being a little less annoying when it comes to you

[ninibeingdelulu]

His biggest fan ✧

rin’s version here

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Plot : You’re the girlfriend of one of the player of Blue Lock, cheering him up during the U20 game.

A/N : Slight spoil, and I think imma make this a series. Anyway— BACHIRA MY CUTIE. And it’s not accurate at 100% bc I read this arc like a long time ago…

Daily reminder: English isn’t my first language.

⠂⠄⠄⠂⠁⠁⠂⠄⠄⠂⠁⠁⠂⠄⠄⠂ ⠂⠄⠄⠂☆

The roar of the crowd is deafening as the players take the field, the air electric with anticipation.

Among the sea of cheering fans, your eyes are fixed solely on one player - Bachira, the enigmatic and unconventional striker of the Blue Lock Eleven team.

As the match begins, Bachira's movements on the pitch are a mesmerizing dance, his footwork a blur of dazzling feints and dribbles that leave the opposing defenders scrambling.

You continue to watch, your heart pounding with a mix of pride and awe, your voice joining the thunderous chants that echo through the stadium.

Bachira's unorthodox style is on full display, his disregard for convention and his sheer creative flair captivating the audience.

Time and again, he breaks free of the defense, his shots on goal narrowly missing their mark, but each attempt a testament to his relentless spirit.

And then, in a moment of pure magic, Bachira receives the ball, his eyes scanning the field with laser-like focus.

In a blink, he's weaving through the opposition, his movements almost too fast to follow, before unleashing a shot that rockets into the back of the net, the crowd erupting in a deafening roar.

You leaps to you feet, your hands clasped over your mouth in sheer disbelief, tears of joy glistening in your eyes. You watches as Bachira celebrates, his infectious grin and unbridled enthusiasm radiating across the pitch.

As the match winds down and the final whistle blows, signaling the Blue Lock team's victory, Bachira's gaze immediately seeks out the familiar face in the stands.

With a mischievous wink and a playful gesture, he breaks away from his teammates and sprints towards the stands, his eyes locked onto the woman he loves.

You meets him halfway, your laughter mingling with his as the two of you collide in a passionate embrace, oblivious to the cheering crowd around them.

Bachira lifts you off the ground, spinning you around with a joyous abandon that is so quintessentially him.

"Did you see that?" he exclaims, his eyes shining with exhilaration. "I told you I'd make it happen, didn't I?"

You nods, your smile radiant as you gazes up at him, your palms cupping his cheeks .

"You were amazing," you murmurs, the voice thick with emotion. "I'm so proud of you."

Bachira's expression softens, and for a moment, the rest of the world fades away, leaving only you two in your own private bubble of celebration and affection.

"None of this would be possible without you," he whispers, his forehead gently pressed against yours.

"You're the one who keeps me grounded, who believes in me when no one else does."

Still locked in their embrace, Bachira can't seem to contain his boundless enthusiasm, his eyes sparkling with a childlike glee.

But being calm for more than 5 minutes isn’t like Bachira, so the second after telling you the most caring words ever, his usual wide smile appears on his face again.

"Did you see that last shot?" he exclaims, his hands gesturing animatedly.

“I thought from sure it was going wide, but then- bam !”

He punctuates the word with a dramatic flourish, eliciting a soft giggle from the woman in his arms.

"I saw it," you assures him, your fingers now gently tracing the contours of his face. "You were incredible out there, Bachira. Absolutely unstoppable."

Bachira beams, his chest puffing out with pride.

"Well, I had the most amazing fan cheering me on," he declares, nuzzling his nose against yours in an affectionate gesture.

"That's what gave me the extra boost I needed."

You laughs, your eyes sparkling with adoration. "You're such a flirt," you teases, playfully swatting his shoulder.

Bachira grins unabashedly, his arms tightening around your waist.

"Only for you," he murmurs, his voice lowering to a conspiratorial whisper. "You know you're the only one who can keep up with me."

Suddenly, his expression brightens, and he pulls back slightly, his hands grasping your shoulders.

"Hey, you know what? The team is having a big celebration dinner tonight. You should come with me!"

The woman blinks, momentarily caught off guard by his enthusiastic invitation.

"A dinner with the whole team?" You asks, a hint of uncertainty in your voice.

Bachira nods emphatically, his eyes shining with excitement.

"Yeah, yeah! It's going to be a blast - we're gonna eat, drink, and dance the night away!"

He pauses, his brow furrowing slightly.

"Unless... you don't want to?"

You quickly shakes your head, offering him a reassuring smile.

"No, no, I'd love to come," your assures him. "I just wasn't expecting the invitation, that's all."

Bachira's face lights up, and he pulls you into another tight hug, practically bouncing with glee.

"This is going to be so much fun!" he exclaims, his words muffled against your shoulder. "Wait until you see me bust out my moves on the dance floor!"

You can't help but chuckle, your arms wrapping around him in return as you savors this moment of pure, unadulterated happiness.

Bachira's infectious enthusiasm is a balm to your soul, and you knows that wherever this enigmatic striker goes, there's bound to be an adventure waiting.

As they pull apart, Bachira's gaze is filled with adoration, and he leans in to press a tender kiss to your forehead.

"I'm so glad you're here with me," he murmurs, his voice soft and sincere.

With a contented sigh, you nods, your heart swelling with the knowledge that you’re an integral part of Bachira's world - a world filled with boundless energy, unorthodox brilliance, and a love that knows no bounds.

[whatdoeseverybodywant]

Rebuild & Restore - Chapter 6

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Series Masterlist

Saturday Afternoon..

“This is so fucking stupid.” Joe mumbled to himself  as he drove down I-95. After another one of his text messages sent to Kiyana went unanswered. He was down bad. He just didn’t understand. Kiyana and Josh were divorced now, so there was nothing standing in the way of him and Kiyana being together now. The stupid part wasn’t even that he was driving to Pensacola because he could just play it off as wanting to see his parents, it’s that fact that this impromptu trip only took place because Kiyana was active on social media but not responding to his text messages.

6 hours down, 3 hours and 30 minutes to go.. 

“How did Josh take the news?” Samara asked as she and Kiyana walked around the mall looking for stores to go in. Samara narrowed her eyes at Kiyana when she didn't respond back.  “Kiyana Marie…” 

“I didn’t tell him yet.” Kiyana muttered as they walked into a store. She could feel the heat of Samara’s stare as she picked up a dress from the rack and held it up to her body. 

“That’s ugly, put it down.” Kiyana rolled her eyes and put the dress back. “Why the hell not?” Kiyana huffed as she started looking through another rack of dresses.

 “I just don’t wanna spring it on him Sam,” Kiyana huffed out. “We’ve only been divorced for like what? 2 weeks is that not too soon?” It took everything in Samara to not knock her best friend upside her head. 

“Key, y’all were married and he was sleeping with that girl, it’s no such thing as too soon when it comes to y’all.  You don’t owe him anything..”  Kiyana sucked her teeth, but she knew Samara was right, she didn’t owe Josh anything. “Fuck Josh.” 

“You’re right,” Kiyana muttered as her heart started to ache in her chest. She knew she needed to move on.. She had to move on for her own sanity. Josh had proven to her that he wasn’t the man she thought he was, it was time for her to move on. 

“I wasn’t expecting you back for another hour or two.” Josh stated as Kiyana walked into her living room. She eyed him, frowning her face up as he looked a little too comfortable in her living room, sprawled out on her couch. The boys weren’t used to him not being in the house yet, so he had been spending his days off at the house instead of his apartment. 

“I just wanted to pick a couple of things up from the mall.” She said and Josh nodded, his eyes peeking over at her bags, eyes narrowing as one of the names stuck out to him. 

“Damn, you got a date or something?” He jokingly asked, trying to peek into the lingerie store bag.  Now or never 

“Yeah,” She said, “I actually wanted to talk to you about that. I need you to take the boys tonight.” 

“Wait.” Josh chuckled, sitting up and grabbing the remote, turning the t.v off. “What the fuck is you telling me right now?” He asked, feeling his stomach tighten and his heart start to pound faster. A date? Nah, he must’ve heard her wrong. 

“You’re not seriously mad right now are you?” She asked and he scoffed 

“What the fuck - of course i’m mad Kiyana. I’m your husband -” 

“Ex-husband!” She cut him off. “You’re my ex-husband who decided that he no longer wanted to be faithful. ” 

Suddenly, Josh couldn’t breathe. He drowned out whatever else Kiyana was saying and just stared at her pretty face. This can not be happening right now. The thought of Kiyana being with someone else made him sick to his stomach. “I’m gonna go.” He said, not looking at her as he put his shoes on and started walking towards the door. 

“What about the boys? Can you take them tonight?” Josh scoffed and shook his head. 

“Nah, not tonight.” 

“Josh!” She called out, leaping up from the couch and following him out of the house. “You being deadass?” 

“You think imma sit in the fucking house, filled with memories of us while you out on a date? You got me fucked up.” Kiyana threw her hands up and let out a long sigh. 

“So don’t stay here. Go to your place.”   Oh this bitch, Josh thought, knowing better than to call her that out loud. 

“Bye Kiyana.” Her jaw dropped open as she turned his back to her and stomped towards his car. 

“Fuck you Josh!” She yelled at him, not caring about the neighbors, flipping  him off as he got in his car and drove away. 

Joe let out a sigh as he pulled up to his destination. Making sure he had his phone and wallet he exited his car and walked up to the front door, knocking three times. 

“Oh shit, big Uce! Whatchu’ doing here?” Jon said as he dapped up his older cousin. 

Joe smiled. “Just decided to take a drive and clear my head.” Joe lied and Jon furrowed his eyebrows. 

“From Miami?” He asked, moving to the side and letting Joe into his home. 

“Nah, I've been in town for a couple days.” He lied again. “Wanted to see my folks.”  Joe stated as he sat on the couch with Jon. “Decided to come and see what my favorite cousin has been up to.” 

“Now I know ya’ ass is lying.” Jon laughed. “Whatchu’ really doing here Uce?"

“Alright, Alright.” Joe muttered, wiping his hands on his gray sweatpants. “I know Josh is your brother and all but fuck, i’m here to see Kiyana.” Trinity, who just entered the living room, shared a look with her husband. “No. Don’t look at eachother like that. I just want to make sure she’s good. She hasn’t been answering my text or phone calls.” 

“I mean, can you blame her?” Trinity spoke up. “I’m pretty sure she is only still in contact with Josh because of their kids. Look,” Trinity sighed, sitting down next to Joe. “Josh is already making it hard for her, she doesn’t need you popping up and making it worse.” 

“How can I make it worse by checking up on my friend Trinity?”

“Y’all are not friends anymore Joe. The second y’all had sex, y’all stopped being friends.”  Joe opened his mouth to argue, but the sound of the front door opening and slamming caught their attention. 

“A fuckin' date! Divorced for 2 weeks and she has a fucking date!” Josh ranted as he stomped into the living room, stopping short at the sight of Joe sitting on the couch. Josh immediately jumped to conclusions, Kiyana had a date and Joe just so happened to be in Pensacola. “Imma kill you.” Josh muttered before lunging towards Joe. 

Luckily, Jon was quick and grabbed Josh before he could land a punch.  “Of fuck off!” Joe snorted standing up. “It was six months ago and y’all are divorced now. Get over it.” 

“Get over it?! You’re going on a date with my wife and you’re telling me to get over it!”

Oh my god.” Trinity muttered, rolling her eyes. “She’s not going on a date with Joe dummy. And even if she was, she’s a single woman now. You want her to be single the rest of her life? It’s stupid as hell. She’s allowed to move on Josh.” Josh sucked his teeth and pushed Jon off of him. 

“Whatever.” He muttered, throwing a glare at Joe  before stomping his way back out of the house, slamming the door behind him. 

“STOP SLAMMING MY DAMN DOOR!” 

Kiyana stared at herself in her bedroom mirror. “You can do this.” She whispered as she took a deep breath, smoothing down her dress. She was beyond nervous for her date with Eli. This was her first date with another guy in twenty-three years. Her stomach was already in knots. 

 Walking into the living room, she rolled her eyes as Samara catcalled at her. After Josh’s little tantrum earlier, Kiyana called her best friend who was more than happy to spend the evening with her nephews. 

“Good, it looks easy to take off.” Kiyana rolled her eyes again with a chuckle. 

“I’m not having sex with him.” 

“Booo!” Samara threw a couch pillow at Kiyana. “Why the hell not? Just get it over with.” 

“Because it’s our first date Samara.” Kiyana laughed as she walked over to the bar cart to pour herself a shot of Hennessy. “I don’t want him to think I'm easy.” 

Before Samara could respond there was a knock on her front door, causing the both of them to look at each other in confusion. 

“I thought you said eight.” Samara said, looking at the clock on her phone. 

“He’s early,” Kiyana responded, before walking over to the font door and opening it, her heart rate picking up when she saw who was standing on the other side. 

“Joe?” Kiyana whispered, shocked that he was standing in front of her. 

“JOE?!” She heard Samara yell out. 

“What are you doing here?” 

Joe shrugged and placed his hands in the pockets of his gray sweats, “I came to see if you were alright. You haven’t been responding to my texts.” 

“I’ve been busy.” Was all Kiyana said and Joe narrowed his eyes at her. 

“Kiyana -”  He was cut off by the sound of someone’s car tires screeching to a stop in front of her house. 

“You can’t go on the date.” Joe called out as he exited his car and made his way up to the house, standing right next to Joe. Kiyana looked between the two men with wide eyes. 

“Excuse me?” She asked and by now Samara had made her way to the foyer and was watching the mess unfold. 

“Uh, Is everything okay Kiyana?”  Oh what the fuck Kiyana thought as Joe and Josh turned to look at Eli who was walking up to them holding a bouquet of red roses. 

“Who the fuck are you?” Joe and Josh asked at the same time. 

“Elijah, who the fuck are y’all?”  Kiyana turned to glare at Samara when she started laughing. 

“I can’t do this.” Kiyana muttered, as she started to rub her temples.  This could not be happening to her right now. What were the odds of all three of them showing up at the same time tonight?!

LMAO. I would probably just turn around and go back in the house if I was Kiyana 😭

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Could I request Bitey Child Yuu running to Malleus, Lilia, Riddle, Cater, and Ruggie (Maybe Floyd if you have time but I won't be pushy) crying cause they bit a beast man who's now hunting them down so they came for protection? I just think that'd be really wholesome and cute.

Malleus, Lilia, Riddle, Cater, Ruggie, and Floyd protecting bitey Child!Yuu

Warning(s): Cussing, a bit of rambling, a small plot hole that will not be acknowledged in Cater's. not yet edited

A/N: HOLY FUCK- this is so cute!!!! I have never squealed so much when I saw a req! this exceeds my character limit but imma do all anyway. ty for requesting I hope ya like it! btw, Yuu is called 'fry' in Floyds cause that's what a baby shrimp is called, thought that'd be a cute touch.

[Bitey child!Yuu Masterlist]

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Before I start I would just like to remind yall that it takes a lot to make you cry if it's not cause you can't bite someone, so let's set up a lil scenario,

You were having a normal well normal for you day, vide checking people and all, when you came across a rather tall and large beast-man who, unbeknownst to you, had had a very long and agonizing day and was on the verge of snapping, if not having a full-on overblot. All you know was that he didn't pass the check and needed to face the punishment for being intimating. As you know, it didn't work out so well for you, The beast-man ripped you off his hand and held you by the collar of your uniform jacket, then started to yell threats in your face. Your eyes started tearing up as you tried your best to grab onto any part of him to bite and hopefully let you go. When your plan failed tears ran down your cheeks but the man's screaming only got louder. You managed to squirm and wiggle your way out of the jacket and ran to hide or find someone that could help, while the beast-man was hunting you down with the scent from your jacket.

Malleus Draconia

Malleus stood at the front of the school admiring the gargoyles for his club activity

usually he would pick you up from whatever you were doing so you could look at them together

but he saw you playing with Ortho when he went to pick you up, and he didn’t want to disturb you.

Before you could even get within 20 feet of the front of the school, he already had heard your sobbing and teleported right in front of you

you bumped into his legs and fell back, but Malleus quickly caught you and held you in his arms

not even questioning it you squeezed your arms around his neck and cried into his shoulder.

Malleus was already on alert and looking for the person responsible

that’s when he saw a rather aggressive beast-man student stomping towards him, holding your jacket and screaming in your direction

it only took mere moments for the beast-man to notice the taller Draconia dorm leader holding you so dearly, and take off running

not wanting it to see what would happen.

Malleus turned his attention back to you, making note to speak to the beast-man later on,

he shifted you in his arms so you would be more comfortable, he sat you on his forearm and placed his other arm around you with his hand cradling your head and hugged you close to him

he decided to continue his club activities with you in his arms.

You would occasionally move your face out of the crook of his neck to look at a gargoyle

then he would tell you all about the one you took notice of.

You two eventually made it to Ramshackle, where Grim was waiting impatiently

“Yuu! There you are! I’ve been worried- I mean… huh..?”

Before Grim could continue, Malleus shushed him, motioning that you were asleep

he placed you down in your bed and tucked you in

he then went to drag the armchair to sit at your bedside, and Grim hoped into bed next to you.

Malleus watched over the two of you till deep into the night when he finally felt it was safe enough.

The next day he brought you your uniform jacket when he came to bring you along for his club activity that day.

Lilia Vanrouge

This omniscient fuck-

Lilia was just doing his thing,

scaring people, hanging literally with the bats, going to classes etc

when he heard a child cry

I doubt he even needed to think about who it might have been before he ran teleported?? towards the sobbing.

You ran into a bush in the courtyard, to hide from your assailant, and covered your hands over your mouth to muffle the weeping

after what felt like hours of his searching the courtyard, he was drawn away down a hall

where he thought he heard your footsteps.

You crawled out of the bush and ran in the opposite direction

when you had gotten far enough away, you looked back behind you to make sure he wasn't following

but while you were distracted you ran into someone's torso

looking back you found Lilia standing there with his signature mischievous smile on his face

"Well, hello there little batty! How are you this evening?"

You didn't even listen to him before you ran behind him and hugged your small arms around his lower torso and continued to cry,

"Oh~ my little bat... if your worried about that beast-man, 'there's no need, he won't bother you, dearie."

Lilia turned in your hold and put your jacket on your shoulders.

"There you are! Now, what do you say to coming over to visit Diasomnia? I'm sure the boys would love to see you!"

Once you gave a curt nod, he picked you up and brought you to Diasomnia.

You spent the rest of your afternoon playing with Malleus, taking naps with Silver, and chewing on Sebek's hand which he begrudgingly allowed you to do when Lilia told him to let you do it

when it was late, Lilia was happy to let you sleepover

but made sure to go and pick up Grim to sleepover as well.

He tucked you both in and hummed a soothing melody until the two of you were fast asleep.

"Goodnight little bat," Lilia kissed the top of your head

"and goodnight little cat, hehe..." he lightly patted Grim's head, and left you both to sleep peacefully.

Riddle Rosehearts

Riddle was making his way from a Dorm Leader meeting and to his next class when your smaller form knocked into him, arms wrapping around him, and twisting to hide on his other side.

He was about to scold you for running in the halls when he felt a growing wetness on his uniform and noticed your shaking

"Yuu?... What happened?"

He was extremely confused and worried

he's never seen you cry.

Placing a comforting hand on your head, he knelt down to your level to hopefully help you feel more comfortable to tell him what happened

in response to his movements you wrapped your arms around his neck and buried your slimy face into his shoulder

Riddle has never been all that good comforting others, but he did his best to make you feel better.

Before he could ask you again a large beast-man came barreling down the hallway,

"There you are you little brat!" the beast-man said through gritted teeth

your body stiffened at the aggressive voice, which did not go unnoticed.

Riddle tried to stand up and let you go but you had a strong grip on him, your small hands balled into fists around the back of his jacket

so instead he lifted you up a little bit and turned in the direction of the booming voice

Riddle also noted that the student had your jacket.

"May I ask what you need with Yuu?" Riddle had an idea of what might have happened, and if that fresh bite mark on the beast-man's hand was a clue, he was right-

"That little shit bit me! Hand them- OVER!'

the beast-man yelled through gritted teeth before stepping forward and attempting to snatch you from Riddle by the collar of your shirt.

Riddle was quick to shut that down, by grabbing his pen and collaring the student

the beast-man stepped back and paused in shock, Riddle took that opportunity to grab your jacket from him and pick you up to walk to his next class.

He made sure to keep you with him for the rest of the day, which was petty easy considering you were asleep for most of it,

only waking up when Trey brought you one of your favorite goodies.

He made sure that headmaster Crowley was informed of this as well.

Ah~, and Riddles going to need a good massage though, he carried you for most of the day even when Trey and some teachers ask if he wanted them to carry you so he could have a break, he's not used to carrying something for so long.

Cater Diamond

Cater was getting things set up in the music room for the music club

it usually would be him, Lilia, and Kalim all doing this together but they had to go to a house warden meeting, and Lilia had to fill in for Malleus as always.

He was in the middle of tuning his guitar when the jiggling of the door knob caught his attention

when you came through the door. Cater was a bit surprised

usually you didn't come to the music room unless he would bring you when Riddle or Trey was busy.

But what surprised him more was that you were crying and when you flew past him to hide behind the drum kit it worried it quite a bit

he was about to ask you what you were doing when he heard loud stomping coming from hall

then a rather large and angry looking beast-man busted through the door.

"Where are they?!"

"I'm sorry...?"

"You know who I'm talking about, that brat that bit me!"

Cater inwardly sighed, he knew sooner or later you would piss someone off enough to want to get back at you like this

"Sorry, haven't seen them today." Cater shrugged, turning his attention back to the instrument in his hands.

The beast-man was about to protest, but Cater strummed the guitar, interrupting him

after a few more interruptions, the beast-man huffed and stormed back out of the club room

once Cater was sure whoever you pissed off was far enough away, he turned to the drum kit

"Its ok to come out now kiddo, he's gone."

He waited for a minute but you never came out of your little hiding place

Cater sighed and lightly shook his head with a small smile

he stood up with his guitar and walked behind the drum kit to sit next to you,

you had your knees to chest and was playing with the bow around your wrist

Cater nudged your leg with the instrument to get your attention, once you gave it to him, he started telling you about the guitar

how to tune it, how tuning worked, why some things worked the way they did, etc..

And that's how you spent the rest of evening,

Cater continued to teach you all about the instruments in the room unit Kalim and Lilia arrived,

from then, you sat in front of them as their little audience for the next hour or so.

After that Cater took you back to Heartslabyul and treated you to some of his favorite spicy snacks, then when it was bedtime he told Ace and Deuce to walk you back to Ramshackle

he also told them about what had happened.

Deuce gave you your jacket the next day he got detention getting it back but he thinks it was worth it.

Ruggie Bucchi

Ruggie was doing Leona's laundry, hanging up his clothes on the line outside of the dorm building

and just as he was grabbing a clip, he caught the sound of his name, or rather a shortened version of it, causing his ears to twitch

he turned towards the direction his name came from, and saw your small silhouette running towards him

as you got closer he could also hear your chocked sobbing of his name

"Ru-g! *hic* Rug- Ruggie-" Your yelling was cut off by another sob

Before he could fully register what was happening and react, you had already rushed to him and started hugging his legs tightly.

Ruggie did his best to console you through your sobs, he tried to pick you up but your grip on his legs was far too strong

yeah he rly could just rip you off but you were crying so he had to be gentle, also your a kid so.

he settled for rubbing your back and offering to make you some food.

Soon after your sobs had finally started to slow, Ruggie heard yelling and cursing coming from the direction of the portal mirror, the same one you came from

it was a common occurrence in the Savanaclaw dorm so he paid no mind to it

not even when you also heard to and started to cry again, he just continued to console you

you let go of his pants and ran into the clean laundry basket behind him and hid

he didn't rly think much of it, just thought that the shouting from a random student had startled you

he continued to do the laundry for a moment before the culprit of all the yelling ran up to him.

"Where the hell is that brat Ruggie?!"

"I don't know what your talkn' about"

"Don't play dumb, hyena! That little shit that's always hanging 'round you bit me!-"

Ruggie was quick to shut his classmate up with his unique magic and make him walk a good distance away

once he deemed it alright, he quickly finished up the laundry and took you,

still in the clean laundry basket, and finished up his chores.

He found you fast asleep under the clean clothes as he was putting them away

and decided to let you sleep and carried you around in the basket while he made some lunch for the two of you when you wake up.

Floyd Leech

My mans just thought you were scared of Jade again.

He was just walking around when he saw your little form ran passed him

and he could hear the very obvious crying.

Floyd easily picked you up and was unsurprisingly met with you kicking, thrashing, screaming, and crying even more

"Hey- Hey! little fry! relax it's just Floydy!"

he held you in front of him so you could easily see his signature toothy grin, and you surprisingly calmed down

but still crying, and now grabbing at his hands that were around your torso.

Floyd obliged and readjusted so that you were sitting on his forearm and facing him

he also gave you his free hand for you to play with it, to which you started to nibble said hand.

This wasn't an uncommon thing, whenever you started crying cause of Jade, Floyd would let you play with and nibble on his hand, which always seemed to calm you down.

He knew it would probably take a little while for you to calm all the way down, so he decided to continue walking around, doing whatever the fuck he does.

Like he thought, your calming down took several minutes, and everything seemed fine for a minute or two until you looked over his shoulder and started shaking again and hugged his arm closer to you

Floyd turned around expecting to see his brother

except he was met with a very angry beast-man speed walking towards the both of you yelling something about "finally finding you freak"

he doesn't know, he didn't care to pay attention.

The beast-man, without fully registering who was holding you, tried to make a grab for you

only to be kicked away by Floyd and knocked on his ass

the beast-man didn't move, far too scared of the tall eel's next move.

It took him a second, but Floyd was able to connect the dots,

the expression on his face was... less expressive than usual, he looked completely serious

but that quickly changed when he looked back at you,

"Hey lil fry! why don't you go find Jade and Azul, pretty sure they're at the lounge!"

Floyd set you down but gave you his jacket before you ran to the lounge, but made sure to grab his magic pen out of the pocket.

When you got to the lounge you were still shaking and refused to answer any questions Jade or Azul asked you.

When Floyd came back he seemed to have some red stuff on his shirt and face, he also held your jacket in his hand.

You stayed at the lounge for the rest of the day just hanging out and helping around, and Floyd carried you back to Ramshackle when you fell asleep in one of the booths.

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[the-dumpster-fire-of-life]

hii could you do a headcannon where tom and the reader are teen parents and how they manage with tom being in the band + tour or something like that?

Tom K. Teen Parent HC'S

It would be actually pretty complicated

Imma say you guys have a daughter because Tom as a girl dad seems cute

You guys do your best to manage with everything in your life and your daughter

Your daughter tags along on tours the best you guys can do

You guys have either a staff member who you trust or a caretaker tag along for when you guys are on stage just to watch her

Tom is actually a pretty good dad

Considering how young you guys are

Is constantly taking your daughter out for anything

Held her up all proud on stage when she was like one or two

Presented her like mf simba in the first part of the movie

It was a pretty big deal for him because you guys didn't show her public for a while when she was a baby

Because you guys wanted to keep your kid private at least to protect her since you guys knew what it was like to have people meddling with you at a young age

You guys hide that you were pregnant from fans for a while, which actually worked because the band went on a short break for relaxation when your stomach started getting bigger

Was a big deal with everyone when you guys were seen with a baby walking down the street and were caught by paparazzi

Tom brings your daughter along for meet and greet with fans

Your daughter is pretty popular in the entire fanbase you guys have

She is getting kisses on the cheek from fans, little gifts for her when Tom and you are signing shit

Your kid loves growing up in the attention

But you guys set clear boundaries with paparazzi

You have too because your daughter doesn't like them

As she grows up paparazzi obviously wants to know more about her

One time they flooded you guys and made your daughter cry, effectively pissing you and Tom off because they just kept asking questions after question

They were flashing their cameras so much your daughter got freaked out and literally hid into her fathers neck

It ended up on the tabloids with you yelling at paparazzi and Tom leading you and your kid to your car

Your daughter has the time of her life with you guys

Her parents are legit famous and she's growing up in it

You guys take your kid everywhere

Your daughter has the best uncle's in the world

Bill is dressing her up just like him and doing her hair all he time

Is always taking her out when he has time and loves taking her to the park and pushing her on swings

Loves messing with her to hear her giggle and will play random games with her for hours

Georg is the cool uncle who will let her do anything she wants

Will give her any candy she possibly wants just to make her hyper for you guys

Buys her anything she could ever want and always has her attached to his back

Is the definition of

"Why are you yelling though?"

"Yelling?"

"Yelling!"

Is the overprotective uncle and will never let anything happen to her

Gustav is the caring and the uncle who spoils her the most

Is probably the favorite uncle

Let's her mess around, stay up past her bedtime, eat any candy she wants, and watch anything she wants

Shows her videos of you guys playing on stage

It's so cute when she starts clapping and smiling while yelling

"That's mama! There's daddy!"

You're daughter is so lucky man

She is the entire world of the band and nobody would date replace her or show her anything different

Tom will not settle for anything but the best for his kid

Constantly has her in interviews and let's her answer questions

Will try not to say what he usually does in interviews when your kid is in earshot but it slips our sometimes becaue he can't help it

Bill has to legit jump across the couch to cover your daughters ears

Your daughter is so sassy because she picked it up from you so when she sasses him he just puts his hands on his hips and looks at you with a look

She has her dad and uncles wrapped around her finger

If she doesn't want to do anything or go to school, school is canceled and you guys are going to a park or a carnival

Gustav, Georg, Bill and Tom let your daughter get away with legit murder

She can do no wrong in their eyes

Your daughter always somehow shimmies her way between you and Tom when it's time to sleep though

Pushes her dad away from you when he tries to kiss you

"My mama! Mine!"

While hugging you as Tom is offended, after everything he does for her

You're daughter is taught standards are high from her uncles and parents and will never settle for anything less

[bigbawdy-benzz]

SUPER SHY 3/3

Pairing: Miles 42! X Black Shy Plussize Fem Reader!

Warnings: A little angsty, Rusty spanish

Tags: @aaliyahwalkshere @missmyluv @slutforneteyam @alex110370000 @decapitatedyoshi @gemma42 @mama-2001 @mxa13xx

Summary: First Date with Miles…lets see how this goes will it be a success or will it not go so well stay tuned to find out.You also meet Miles's mother

A/N: The end to the Super Shy series, this was a lot of fun to write and I'm happy all of you enjoyed the first two so I hope you guys enjoy this one!!, also I apologize if it's long I really got into it, Miles is 17 he has a whipski, I was jamming while writing this, that is why so many songs are in the listed. Request me some new suggestions for anyone in astv, This is the end of my Rambling ENJOY my luvs!! pt.1 pt.2

You were shocked at what Miles just said to you, you didn’t expect him to be direct about wanting to take you out. You were in your head speechless, not sure what to say. Miles broke the silence.

“Give me your number, I don’t like that dm shit and you don't deserve to be dmed date information”. He explained

“My number is (XXX-XXX-XXXX)” You say looking at your phone. 

“Okay imma text you when I get home” Miles announced.

“Actually text me when you’ve made it home it's unsafe out here” You reply, receiving a smile from Miles.

“I will mamita” He says before walking off, you enter your apartment thinking about everything that just happened between you and Miles. You notice your mom looking at you as soon as you come in.

“Hmm..you seem happier than usual”. Your Mom exclaimed

“Yeah I'm going on a date tomorrow with Miles!” You blurt out smiling hard.

“TELL ME EVERYTHING” Your mom shouts, sprinting to the couch, motioning you to come over to spill the beans about everything that went down. 

***

Miles makes it home immediately apologizing to his Mom before she shouts at him.

“Lo siento, llego tarde sin enviarte un mensaje de texto mami(Sorry, I'm late without texting you mommy), I was walking a girl home.” Miles apologized, after he apologized he saved your number as ‘mamita 😩🫶🏽’texting you that he was home.

“The girl you've been talkin my ear off about?” Uncle Aaron asks, Mrs. Morales looks at Uncle Aaron confused on what she was hearing”.

“¿A mi hijo le gusta una niña?(Does my son like a girl)?” Mrs. Morales asks,surprised. Miles looked at them, sucking his cheeks in to hide that he was about to smile.

“Yes, it is the girl I've been talking your ear off about, I would be lying if I said I didn’t like her and her name is Y/N”. Miles announced looking at Uncle Aaron and his Mother, it was quiet for two seconds. 

Mrs. Morales and Uncle Aaron stare at each other “TELL US EVERYTHING”. They shout startling Miles.

“Okay Okay, at the start of the walk it was very quiet for 5 minutes because she's shy, I didn't want to bombarded her with question so I used my context clues, I noticed she was listening to music so I asked her what she was listening to, she told me I told her to play it out loud so we both can listen to it. I started singing the song mad loud so she can feel a little more comfortable. She started singing which made me smile because she felt comfortable singing wit me, I started dancing because why not. After that, we started talking about music then it got you know…” Miles stopped talking 

“Vamos hijo cuéntanos(come on son tell us),It got you know what?!” Mrs. Morales exclaimed

“ItgotkindaflirtyfromtherebasicallyshegotshyonmeandIdecidedtodothatmovewhereyouputyourfingerundertheirchintomakethemlookatyouandiaskedherificantakeherouttmomorowbecauseIwassocaughtupinthemoment”. Miles rambled, smiling awkwardly at Uncle Aaron and Mrs.Morales wondering if he did the right thing. They both look at eachother nodding their heads.

Aaron está creciendo con nosotros(Aaron he's growing up on us), this is so exciting my son is so good with girls”. Mrs.Morales says giving Miles the biggest bear hug.

“Ayyyy mami” Miles says, chuckling awkwardly looking at Uncle Aaron waiting for his comment.

“You got play little man me and your mother taught you well”. Uncle Aaron says giving Miles a high five”

“Wait, where are you going to take her?” Mrs. Morales asks looking down at her son

“To be honest I had the plan to take her to a record store then an arcade because she likes music and arcades are always fun”. Miles states looking up at his mom.

“You really took some time to think about this”. Mrs. Morales says proud of her son.

“What you know about record stores Miles?” Uncle Aaron asks.

“The amount of old Black movies I've watched with you Uncle Aaron and it's always a romantic space”. Miles explained shrugging his shoulders. Uncle Aaron nodded his head proud.

“Yeah I got high hopes for you kid” Uncle Aaron states.

“eres tan perfecto que sabes que(you’re so perfect you know that?). You better treat her right Miles”. Mrs. Morales states

“Hes fine Rio he got this right?”. Uncle Aaron asks reassuring Mrs. Morales

“Of course I do Uncle Aaron, and of course I will mami she deserves it” Miles says fist bumping his Uncle.

“Whipped” Uncle Aaron says chuckling, Miles rolled his eyes chuckling.

“Mami, can she also come over tomorrow just in case?” Miles asks, she was shocked for a second.

“Yes she can just leave the door open hijo, but I'm gonna go to bed to get a few hours in before my shift” she says Kissing Miles' forehead.

“buenas noches mami” Miles says.

“Beuenas noches, mi amor, and Goodnight Aaron”. Mrs Morales replies.

“Goodnight Rio” Uncle Aaron says waving at Rio, While Miles was on his phone texting You the details.

‘be ready at 6:30 that's when Imma come pick you up ma?’ 

‘okay, is it any dress code?’

‘nah ma dress to impress or wear what you feel like fits you gon look good either way’

‘boy stop 🙄’

‘What i’m telling the truth hermosa 🤷🏽’

‘I also asked my mom if you can come over tmr after our date’ 

‘so we boutta go out then have a sleepover i'm down with that 👏🏾’ 

‘Good’

‘but i’m boutta go to bed goodnight Miles 🫶🏾’

‘Buenas noches mami 🫶🏽’ 

***

The next day at school was light, you and Miles walked to every class with each other and your friends. The one class he didn’t walk you to, you and  your friends were gossiping about him.

“Girl what happened during that walk yall real locked in” Aaliyah says crossing her fingers.

“Man he asked me on a whole ass date in the most like omg way I wanted to kiss his fine ass”. You say rolling your eyes.

“Damn it was that good?” Ocean asks

“Yeah he made me really comfortable, because it was quiet for a bit. I played my music out loud and he started singing. I joined him, and we spoke about music. I got shy because he said he liked my smile in SPANISH and then he asked me out. You explained.

“Nah yeah thats your man” Aaliyah stated entering the gym seeing Miles with his homeboys playing ball, you guys sit on the bleachers watching.

“Ugh I don't want to go to Biology” You scoff

“Then don’t go, stay in the gym”. Aaliyah says shrugging, you were watching the basketball game noticing Miles coming over.

“Oh shit your man coming”. Ocean states the obvious

“Hola Mami, shouldn't you be in class?” He asked 

“Why you clocking me?” You say jerking your head back, he chuckled at what you said, surprised.

“Since when you skipped class?I'm just making sure my girl don’t get detention”. He explains, you scrunch your nose trying not to smile.

“I'm your girl now?” You ask

“You will be soon,” He says, smirking , getting close to your frame.

“Actually I'm gonna skip with you, give me 5 minutes to finish bussin they ass then we can slide mami”. He states giving you a smile, you nod your head watching him bounce the ball running back to the court. You were kinda winded. He made you shyer than what you already were.

“I know its purring down there” Ocean laughs 

“Nah wrd you flustered as hell”. Aaliyah adds

“Oh shut up” You say falling deeper for him, the way the compression shirt accentuated his body did something to you, the way he towered over you made you weak, his brown skin glistened whenever you saw him.

“She's in a trance yall seein this' ' Ocean looks at the fake cameras.

“Okay but we're gonna go to class to give you and your man some space” Aaliyah states, collecting her things while Ocean waves at you before they leave. You believe they were psychics because Miles jogged back over to you.

“You wanna shoot around?”. He asks

“Uhh I don’t really do basketball, I'm just a girl”. You say tilting your head .

“I'll teach you”. Miles says, spinning the ball on his finger, you roll your eyes.

“Okay show off!” You say chuckling, walking to the court. Miles stood behind you positioning your hands, under his shooting the ball making it in the hoop.

“See now, try by yourself”. He says holding your waist sending a shiver down your spine. You smile to yourself shooting the ball making it in the hoop.

“Okayyyy mamita I see you lets a play a game called horse the first person to spell horse basically by missing five shots loses” He says bouncing the ball

“Bet what's in this for the winner?” You ask with a smirk

“I don’t know you tell me” He smirks right back at you 

“Maybe a lil cheek kiss” You say being bold, Miles looks at you amused.

“Im jacken that (meaning he can get down with that). He says making a score.

“Your turn ma” He says passing you the ball, you roll your eyes dribbling the ball shooting it in the hoop scoring. This went on for 20 minutes, you only missed 4 times while Miles missed 3. You score another basket feeling yourself.

“Nothin but net baby!” You say flipping your hair snapping in his face.

“You mad cute” He says shooting making it in again, you shoot  making it. Miles misses his next shot.

“One more miss shot and you lose!!” You say making your shot, Miles mocked you shooting and missing.

“WHAT THAT SPELL H-O-R-S-E YOU LOSE!!” You shout proud of yourself.

“Sus inicios suerte,(It's beginner's luck), it's ok because you’re adorable lemme give you that cheek kiss mama”. Miles says grinning.

“Not if you can’t catch me”. You say running off, Miles groans chasing after you laughing your ass off. You look behind, seeing him catch up to you.

“Damn you run fast!”. You shout

“Duh I play basketball” Miles says sarcastically rolling his eyes, he catches up to you, wrapping his arms around your waist swaying you back and forth, kissing your cheek. The both of you stayed there catching your breaths. You smile to yourself, loving this moment until Miles starts tickling your sides.

“MILES STOP” You shout, laughing. Miles laughs with you because your laugh is really contagious. Laughter filled up the gyms absence of other students besides you two catching the gym teacher's attention from outside the gym

“Shouldn’t you two be in class, especially you Morales. We don’t want you getting detention when you have to be at practice later” The gym teacher spat.

“Yeah Morales” You say mockingly looking at Miles.

“Oh your not off the hook either Ms.Y/L/N” The gym teacher adds

“Yeah Ms.Y/L/N but we’re in study hall block we just don’t have any work to work on so we came to play some ball Coach Edwards” Miles explains.

“Okay just get back to the main class rooms before another teacher catches you before letting you off the hook lovebirds I was a teenager once two’. Mr. Edwards states leaving you two alone.

“He's right, let's go to the art room, it's always empty there right about this time” You state while getting your stuff.

“Aight lemme just throw this ugly ass uniform in my bag” He says getting his stuff together, you two walk to the art room being as quiet as possible not wanting to be caught. You guys sat down talking about nothing sharing headphones, that's your thing now, you learned Miles had a hobby of drawing from time to time.

“You wanna know something” You ask him

“What's up ma” He answers, giving you all of his attention.

“I would never think me and you would be talking”. You say shyly

“Why?” He says concerned.

“Because I would never think you would notice me because of the girls that constantly throw themselves at you  and the friends you have.” You explain

“Those girls don’t do it for me, they want attention so bad that they do anything to get it but you, you had my eye since day one. I just don’t understand why you're so shy, you have all rights to be outgoing, there is nothing wrong with you. I'm not saying there is” He responds. You go immediately quiet after his statement.

“What’s wrong mamita?” Miles asks, you didn’t answer him, you sat there in silence. 

“Está bien mamita, te escucharé(It 's okay mamita i’ll listen to you)” He says sincerely, you felt  comfortable enough to tell him what’s wrong. 

“I don’t like when people say there’s nothing wrong with me when they notice i’m shy or know i’m shy like, ok yeah im pretty but me being pretty doesn’t mean I have to be the loudest person in the room. it bothers me because maybe I don’t want to be popular having all the  attention for my looks and not for the person I am, then having boys only want you because of your status and the way your body looks, and not having them really like you, and everytime I find myself distancing myself away or pushing others away because  they fail to realize im human as well because i'm shy, Im- Im sorry miles. You rambled, Miles looked at you feeling horrible about what he said. 

“Mírame mamá déjame decirte algo,(look at me mama let me tell you something) I'm not one of those people who obviously don ‘t see you for who you are. I see you for Y/N, from the shyness, from the fire ass shoe game you got, from the giggles I hear when your with your friends, from when you’re quiet in class smiling to yourself listening to music, The Y/N that isn’t just a body, the Y/N that likes music, the Y/N that has a great time singing songs at the top of her lungs. Yeah I only walked you home, played horse with you, and only maybe started at you in class in the hallways but I saw so much personality in the little things. You will never have to distance yourself from me. I'm here to make you feel comfortable. You’re a beautiful soul to me” Miles stated looking at you. 

You felt loved and seen, looking at Miles' beautiful brown eyes as the sun gleamed on his skin just right as you were sitting next to a window, you felt speechless, you tried to talk but nothing came out. Miles smiled at you wanting to risk it all. You two were interrupted by the bell signaling it was time to go home. 

You met up with your friends smiling like an idiot. They look at you, then at Miles, then at each other. They wanted to know everything.

“Okay mami I can't walk you home due to practice but imma see you later” Miles says giving you a hug before walking to the gym.

“You have to tell us everything!” Aaliyah exclaimed.

***

You and your friends were at your house playing music helping you get ready for your date with Miles. You were in the shower while they were in your room suggesting things you should wear.

“I personally think you should wear a skirt boo show that bawdy baby” Ocean suggests 

“No I agree it's like 90 degrees” Aaliyah agrees

“I MEAN YEAH I'LL WEAR A SKIRT” You say shouting from the bathroom.

“But it's up to your comfortability” Aaliyah states.

“No i'm okay with a skirt it's hot as hell” You say coming out of the bathroom picking out your outfit.

“Okayyy i'm happy you showing your bawdy it's too hot for the baggy jean Y/N” Ocean says 

“Yeah we don’t want you suffocating” Aaliyah adds

“YOO ITS 6:00 HURRY UP” Ocean shouts, startling you.

“Damn okay” You say chuckling, getting dressed and admiring yourself. You’ve never worn a skirt in a long time, the last time you did you felt uncomfortable but around Miles he made you feel so comfortable to do anything or wear anything around him. You take a deep breath before doing a 360 for your friends. The finished look with your hair done, fit, and shoes(Or you can keep the mary jeans like in the picture).

“Girl when did you get your belly pierced”. Aaliyah asked 

“I got it done during the winter” You reply

“YOU NEVER TOLD US??” Ocean shouts.

“Nah I thought y'all would see it someday” You shrug 

“No but you look good as fuck” Aaliyah exclaims 

“AHHH thank you what time is it” You ask

“You really do. I love this moment for you. I'm really happy for you and it's 6:45” Ocean replies.

“Thank you guys!!” You say holding your arms open. They get up giving you a big bear hug,

“I'm happy for you baby”. Aaliyah says, While you and your friends were having a moment, your Mom heard a knock at the door answering it. She saw Miles with 2 bouquet’s of flowers in his hand.

“Hi Ms.Y/M/L/N Im Miles, these are for you and is Y/N ready?”  her gaze softens at Miles handing her the flowers still holding one for you.

“Yes she is, I'll call her Y/N MILES IS HERE FOR YOU”. Your mom shouts. You and Your friends' eyes widen shuffling to get out of your room. They walk out of your room first to give you the floor, you walk down the stairs like the bad bitch you’re. Your friends snap as you walk down  the stairs and your mom is looking at you with the biggest smile on your face. Was Miles shy fuck yes was he going to tell you that hell no. He saw you walk down the stairs gulping mumbling to himself. You finally come into close contact with him smelling his cologne, seeing the flowers in his hand.

“te ves hermosa mamá(you look beautiful), these flowers are for you” Miles stated looking you up and down making you shy.

“Awe thank you these are beautiful you didn’t have to Miles” You say looking at the flowers like you haven't seen them. the carnations, mixed with other flowers, the aesthetic of them were so beautiful, you weren't a flower person but he just made you into one. You put them in the vase right by the door.

“No, I definitely had to how am I supposed to take you out on our first date without a grand gesture. First times are always supposed to be special, beautiful”. Miles says tilting his head, not being able to keep his eyes off of you. You swear you could fall to your knees how he was looking at you.

“Yo-You are something else truly” You say smiling.

“Mhm and you love it ready to go?” Miles asks.

“Of course, see you guys tomorrow!!” You say while giving your mom and your friends hugs. 

“HAVE FUN, BUT NOT TOO MUCH FUN”. Your mom shoes while you're already out the door. You and Miles were in a comfortable silence walking out of your apartment to his car.

“I meant what I said when I said you look beautiful”. Miles breaks the silence making you smile.

“Thank you I could say the same about you, you smell good. I love the hair, and your outfit is gaza. Did you get it your hair done for this specific occasion?” You ask 

“Maybe maybe not, you did  wear a skirt for this occasion”. Miles replied callin your ass out.

“YEAHHH you're done” You say rolling your eyes. Miles chuckles, unlocking the car as it was in arms reach, you reach for the passenger side hearing a smack of the teeth.

“Nah you betta not this is my job now” He says opening the door for you were shocked, he closed the door walking around to the drivers side. Y'all didn't go anywhere yet and you were already smiling like an idiot.

“Thank you Miles.” You says shyly

“No problem mami that's what a man is supposed to do for their girl” Miles says starting the car pulling off, he hands you the aux. You connect your phone playing Heated by Beyonce, feeling yourself as you felt beautiful, Miles looked over a few times smiling as you were having fun

You sang along with Beyonce “Nevеr met a girl so fine like this, no, no, no, no, no With a waist that wine like this, my love”

Miles smirks at you “You right never met a girl as fine as you”. He says winking at you. You roll your eyes, chuckling, continuing to sing the song.

You start fanning yourself off as Beyonce says, body rolling enjoying yourself Miles looks over, shocked as you were letting loose.

“Get it mama!” He shouted hyping you up, you laughed looking at him.

“I know my life can get so crazy but as long as you're right here” You sing.

“None of the gossip, nothing can stop us

I wanna love you with no fears” Miles sings right after.

“Close your eyes and take my hand 'Cause what we have is something special, Baby let's just take our chance” The both of you sing together, for the rest of the car ride you and Miles were listening to music. Miles suddenly parked and you were lost in your thoughts.

“We’re here hermosa” Miles announced, looking over at you. You nod your head about to get out of the car when you notice miles was already opening the door for you.

“You’re such a gentleman” you say getting out the car, Miles locked the car and you looked ahead of you. It was a record store you always wanted to visit one, but you thought they were all gone or abandoned. Miles looked behind him, seeing you admire the front of the store with a smile plastered on his face.

“Come on hermosa it gets better inside!” Miles exclaims, holding the door for you. You enter the record store in awe, you were in awe. You saw all the vinyls that you wanted, Lana del rey, The Weekend, Sza, Drake, New Jeans, Victoria Monet, Brent faiyez etc.

“Miles, how did you know I wanted to come here?” You ask looking up at him.

“I took a hint and used my context clues music is your thing and you get very passionate talking about it so I took my chances” Miles explained

“You’re truly amazing” You say wanting to kiss him, looking up at him while he was explaining. Miles blushed a little, hiding his face.

“Omg I saw that splash of pink on your cheeks did Miles Morales just blush” You say gasping dramatically.

“Absolutely not,” Miles denies.

“If you're not blushing stop hiding that pretty face from me” You say pouting, Miles looks at you smiling.

“aight you caught me” Miles rolls his eyes.

“Awe my baby so cute” you say chuckling, realizing what you said.

“Oh I’m your baby now?” Miles asks, you got shy scratching your head.

“Yes” you blurred out without even thinking about your answer. Miles nodded his head, liking that answer.

“Hold up do a 360 f’me mama lemme see you” Miles says looking down at you, you do what he says weak in the kneeeeeees.

“I’m sorry you just look so beautiful standing in front of me” Miles states. You walk away from

him not being able to breathe, he’s making you ao

flustered it’s crazy. He laughs to himself following you, wrapping his arms around your waist. resting his chin on your head, rocking you to the song playing in the background(Loveee song by Rihanna). You smile to yourself looking through the vinyls in front of you. It was quiet for about 10 minutes before you moved to another section.

Miles followed you around the store loving every second of it. You were definitely talking his ear off but he didn’t mind, he loved your own takes on what certain albums were about and the symbolism certain songs have. He loved how you were so perfect in your little world, something so simple as explaining songs and or talking about your favorite albums made him even more attracted to you.

“I literally have to have you listen to the Renaissance album by beyoncé because she ate” You exclaimed

“I’m down for that” Miles replied, staring at you. You noticed smiling.

“what you starin at something on my shirt?” You ask.

“Nah you real pretty mama” Miles replied.

“Oh my god” You say, rolling your eyes.

“You wanna buy any of these vinyls hermosa?” Miles asks. You nod your head, speed walking to the New Jeans Super Shy album.

“Power puff girls?” He asks, tilting his head.

“No, that's just the album cover, and their aesthetic you got a lot of music to listen to my love” You say chuckling, he smiles at that name.

“You only want that one?” He asks, you nod your head. The both of you walk to the cashier, you prepare to pay but already slid the cash on the counter.

“Miles you didn’t have to” You say pouting.

“I did you out with me you don’t gotta spend your money and it was cheap you good ma” He responds walking out the store. You follow behind him.

“Wanna go to the arcade across the street?” Miles asks.

“OF COURSE I'M BOUTTA KICK YOUR ASS AT THOSE GAMES '' You shout!

“OH PLEASE” He shouted back, "you guys cross the street entering the arcade. You and Miles hit basketball first (of course athletic ass nigga),He beat you but you were delusional.

“YEAHHH I BEAT YOU” you shout prancing around.

“Nuh uh” Miles says

“Fuck you mean nuh uh the scores is right there!” you say pointing to score of 25 to 13 💀,Miles holds his laughs back letting you brag.

“okay okay mamita you beat me” Miles says walking to ski ball, you follow him with the biggest smile on his face. You and Miles play every game up in that arcade you had the upper hand on Mileses winning streak.

“See I told you i’ll kick your ass” You say, Miles had his eyes on a game with a big ass teddy bear hanging on the side of it. He was determined to win you one. He suddenly disappeared and you saw him, throwing balls at bottles. He was so focused. You stood next to him watching, he only had one more left to hit and he hit it. You clapped at his victory.

“Here you go!” The host says giving Miles a huge hello kitty plush. Miles then gave it to you, you looked at the plush in awe. You squealed, hugging it. Miles rushed to get his phone out taking a picture of you hugging the plush, It was adorable.

“awe thank you baby…” You say skipping around with the plush, Miles smiled at you witnessing you so happy thinking, ‘i'm the only one that gets to see her like this’. He snaps out of his trance.

“Mamita let’s go get some food!” He states.

“Yes I'm starvinggg” You say skipping over to him, holding his hand, Miles was shock feeling the warmth of your hand fill his. Miles looks down seeing you hold the plush so close to you. You and Miles walk around a bit to find something to eat. You two decided on Chipotle something simple.

You sat your plushie down in an empty chair right next to you, while Miles sat across from you. You were stuffing rice in your face, Miles looked at you laughing his ass off.

“Damn little lady, you can sure put it away”. He says, cackling.

“Youu soooooo funny” You muttered.

“I'm sorry that was funny as hell”. Miles states, you mock him rolling your eyes.

“I don’t even sound like that” Miles declared.

“Mhm sure…” You say laughing to yourself, you couldn’t lie miles looked cute while he was eating his food. You took your phone out taking a picture of him, He glared at you.

“What, I'm sorry you looked like a cute chipmunk!”. You exclaimed

“You’re so lucky you're cute”. Miles says finishing up his food, You and Miles cleaned up the table, taking pictures in the window. You weren’t a picture person and so wasn’t Miles but, when you two are together it's all you wanna do with Miles to keep the memories. You and Miles were wandering around Manhattan taking pictures of random things well, you were taking pictures of random things, he was taking pictures of you taking pictures of random things. You took a quick glimpse at Miles and he looked exhausted. 

“Are you tired Miles? we can go back to your house” You say examining his face. He shakes his head, giving you a tired smile.

“No no you're sleepy it's okay” You say, Grabbing his hand walking back to his car, he let you drag him back to the car, it was a new feeling that he liked. Miles unlocks the car, still making sure to open the car door for you before he gets in. You and Miles sat in, comfortable silence considering the both of you were tired, you looked at your plushie, then at your vinyl smiling to yourself. The music in the background (Heal your heart by brent faiyaz), made this moment better for the both of you. Before you knew it, You were at Miles’s house, you were nervous to be honest what if his mom was home, your thoughts were interrupted by Miles opening the door for you.

Walking to his door number he picked up on your nervousness. 

“Don’t worry hermosa she’s gonna love you”. Miles says, unlocking the house door, you take a deep breath walking in right after him. 

“Hola mami” Miles greets his mother as she is in the kitchen. Today was her day off and he was confused why she was still awake at this time.

“Hola Mrs.Morales Im-'' Before you could finish your sentence, she rushed into the living room to greet you.

“You’re the famous Y/N. It's nice to meet you, wait you speak spanish”, Mrs.Morales greeted you.

“Yes, just a little I have to brush up on some phrases”. You say, giving her a smile.

“What am I chopped liver?”. Miles says, crossing his arms.

“Lo siento hijo su saludo me tomó por sor (Sorry son her greeting took me by surprise), did my son win that bear for you” Mrs. Morales says apologizing, while asking you.

“Yes he did, he did a great job”. You say, nodding your head looking at Miles giving him a warm smile. You and Mrs.Morales sit down talking about your date, yourself, and everything you like about Miles building a bond with his mother. He watched leaning on a door frame smiling to himself.

“My two girls” He says yawning smiling to himself, heading for bed.

[sturniololoco]

Big Game pt 3

SLS x Nathan Doe

warnings: suggestive, bruising, language, etc.

Nate’s POV

I think I'm dreaming.

How was I lying in the backseat of my best friend's car, lying across their backseat, with my head in the lap of their sister?

It felt too good.

"Nick, would you mind sitting in the way back please?" SLS/N asked her older brother, batting her eyelashes.

He rolled his eyes and grumbled "Fine" before climbing in the back.

After Matt started driving, she pulled on my sleeve, pulling me towards her, till my head was in her lap.

She took my ice pack from my hands and placed it gently on my nose. My eyes fluttered shut as she began mindlessly playing with my hair using her other hand.

"Damn, Nates getting princess treatment," Chris said, reaching back from the front seat and playfully poking me in the ribs.

Before I could react, SLS/N slapped him and away, saying,

"Hush, Chris. He's tired."

Chris looked at her with a look of shock. He placed the back of his hand on his forehead dramatically.

"I'm a little tired too you know!" He said.

"Well, I don't think you're the one with a broken nose Christopher!" She said to her brother, raising her voice ever so slightly.

That shut him up.

-

The car ride consisted of me falling in and out of sleep, still lying across SLS/N's lap. At one point, I was so tired, I felt myself turn to my side to get more comfortable.

I ended up turning my face right into her lower stomach, sighing happily.

Her fingers hesitated and she sat up a little. At first, I thought I overstepped, and just as I was about to get up, she relaxed a little and continued playing with my hair till we got home.

-

Once we were about five minutes away from my house, SLS/N" woke me up.

"Is your mom back from her business trip or are you gonna be home alone?" She asks me.

She remembered. I told her this weeks ago.

"I-uh...no, it's just me," I say, groggily, before closing my eyes again.

"Nick, can I stay over and make sure he's okay? You guys have a car video to film anyway." I hear her ask her older brother.

Just as I am about to tell her that I'm fine and she doesn't need to baby me, her brother replies with a yes, and we pull into my driveway.

-

Once inside, I threw my gear and hockey stick onto the floor and collapsed on the couch, grabbing the remote and flicking the TV on.

I hear SLS/N rummaging around in the kitchen before coming into the living room with a fresh ice pack and a Tylenol.

"You know, you really didn't have to do this," I say, taking the medicine from her and swallowing it dry.

"I know. But I wanted to." She says, looking down at her sweater paws in her lap. I see her cheeks heat up and I smile to myself, looking at how cute she is.

Feeling brave, I pull her to me in a half-hug snuggle. She leans onto my chest, relaxing. She must be tired too, after having a long school day, watching two games in the cold, then taking care of me.

we stay like this, watching a random movie that came on.

But then things changed.

She started mindlessly tracing shapes on the inside of my upper thigh. I could feel the heat rising on my cheeks as I got a feeling in my lower abdomen.

as she moves her hand up, I quickly stand up. She looks at me surprised. I flick the TV off and toss the remote onto the table.

"It's getting late. Imma go shower and then probably hop in bed. You can borrow any clothes you'd like out of my drawer, you know where my room is." I say quickly.

And with that, I run up the stairs to my bathroom.

-

When I get to my bathroom and shut the door, I can feel my pants grow tighter in the front. I quickly take them off, revealing the large balge in my boxers.

"Fuck. I cannot believe this is happening." I mumble under my breath. I then hop in the shower, hoping it will sort out by itself.

I was wrong.

I get out of the shower, not surprised by the obvious tent in my pants, even with boxers and sweats on. I sigh, opening my bathroom door and going into my room.

what I saw when I got in there, did not help my current situation.

SLS/N was lying on my bed in one of my T-shirts and a pair of my boxers. She looks up at me, smiling. She then looks down and notices my current...situation.

"what have we got here?" She says, giving me a little smirk. I look down bashfully, my cheeks turning pink again.

"c'mere Nate." I hear her say. Just the way she says my name makes me painfully harder.

I walk over to her and stand between her legs. She looks me up and down before fiddling with the strings of my sweatpants.

"Do you want some help with that?" She asks me. without thinking, I nod my head frantically.

"Well you did play very well in your game today, I think you deserve it."

And with that comment, I'm no longer shy.

I give her a devilish smile, pushing her chest till she's lying back on the bed. I pin her arms above her head and climb on top of her.

-

hehe cliff hanger

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[lovemyromance]

How tf are there still antis saying they don't know how Elriel counts as a forbidden romance??

1. Rhys literally forbade Azriel from seeing Elain

2. Elain is mated to someone else. She and Lucien may not even want each other, but that bond is something that is highly regarded by many and rejecting the bond could come with political consequences

That is the definition of forbidden romance. When you have external factors preventing you from being with another 🙄

And I know the antis go around saying " Well, it's just Rhys nobody cares what he thinks" and "if Elriel got together it would be fine"

Rhys is a HL. He rules over the NC, including Azriel and Elain. I suspect they will disobey him, but their romance isn't just as cut and dry as if they simply decide to be together so there are zero consequences.

There is an explicit order, mating bond, and politics / blood duel at play here. All are consequences from their potential relationship.

You know who actually has zero consequences and the world would probably rejoice (minus Elain and Azriel... and Nesta) if they got together? Elucien.

Next.

Then there's the antis who go on to say "well forbidden romance is gross! If they aren't doing something wrong, then why hide it! It means Elain is cheating on Lucien!"

They're hiding it because, again .... Rhys explicitly forbade Azriel.

Elain is not cheating on Lucien because they are not in a relationship, nor have made any commitment to each other out of their own free will.

Next.

"oh but Azriel deserves to be loved and not have to hide it! He deserves a love he doesn't need to hide away"

Yes, he does. And one day, he and Elain will be together in broad daylight (in front of sunshine hehe) because they're endgame.

But right now, let me introduce you to my friend Angst. I'm sure you've met them before, when you make your headcanons about Elucien & Gwynriel experiencing obstacles because they actually have nothing preventing them from getting together! It's rude to pretend you don't know someone, especially Angst in a capital-Love Story.

Next.

"SJM doesn't write forbidden romance!"

Too late, she already did when she had Elriel almost kiss in the hallway and then had Rhys explicitly forbid them.

Next.

"Well I think forbidden romance is a childish trope and -"

Bp-bp-bpp imma stop you there ma'am. 🖐️😌

If you don't like it... don't read it! It's as simple as that.

I'm sorry to inform you that your personal opinions on tropes you like/dislike did not make it into SJM's editing room 😩. She's set up Elriel for 3 books now and until the BC, we didn't know what trope they'd fall under but after the BC, it's clear: Forbidden Romance is happening.

Next.

Don't believe me?

Read that again. Sounds like Rhys is forbidding Azriel from getting with Elain isn't he?

Now, just based on what we know about the Spymaster of the NC - do we think this man's is about to follow orders? Especially when he's disobeyed them before?

Show of hands please 😌 Anyone genuinely believe Azriel will tuck his tail between his legs and scamper off, following Rhys's order to the T and refusing to even speak to Elain forever until death?

Didn't think so.