#its looks like a very comfy spot to sit okay?

[snow-blower]

Move, I need to sit on his lap.

[simonriley09]

hai!!1!1!1!

if its smth ur comfy w do u think u could do virgin reader x experienced könig:3

Your wish is my command! <3 König knows you're inexperienced, you're cute but very shy when it comes to sex, you always freak out last second making all your previous partners never show up again which upset you but you couldn't do anything about it! you're just scared okay!? So when you say you're ready? He just laughs and pats your head, saying you're not. It infuriates you!, you think you can handle it but he's much bigger than others Schatz.

"I can take you!" You whine to him as you sit on his lap. "No you can't liebling." He chuckles, wrapping his arms around your waist. You pout and smack his chest. "Yes i caaaaaan!!!! I'm a big girl! i can take it!" He smirks, loving how you whine, knowing damn well you'd freak out. "Oh really Schatz?" He looks into your eyes with those piercing silver-blue eyes which make your hole clench and your nipples throb.

"Y-Yes i can!" You muttered, suddenly getting nervous. "Wanna test that?" "I- Uhm!" "Is that a no, liebling?" "N-No! it's not a no! i-i can handle it!"

Before you know it, he's scooped you up and walking to your shared bedroom.

And now you're both stripped, Konig still above you while you're laying on your back.

You're starting to get nervous again... it's huge. HE'S huge.

"No backing out now, liebling. I promise i'll be gentle.... for now." He slowly lined himself up with your hole before you started to panic and grab his wrist. "W-Wait maybe you're right! i-i'm not ready!" He just grinned at you and slowly pushed in, your strength couldn't match his and the burn of the stretch was painful... until he hit your g-spot. Your pupils blew wide and you relaxed, letting out a small breathy moan with how amazing it felt. König started to slowly thrust, his blunt head bumping into your g-spot slowly as he held the puffy fat of your hips, trying to control himself.

You're so wet and warm, it takes all of König's restraint not to ruin you right then and there.

He groaned as you tightened down on him. "Careful schatz.." It didn't take long for König to lose control and start pounding into you, you started to enjoy it though. This went on for about 10 minutes until you felt like you needed to pee. "Wait König-!, i- i need to pee-!" He just grinned, not stopping. "You don't need to pee Schatz, you're gonna cum." He presses on the bulged outline of his cock through your belly and it made you finally finish with a shudder, cumming all over yourself/on his cock. The aftercare was amazing though!, König cuddled you while rubbing your belly, feeding you soup and softly kissed your forehead before you both fell asleep. <3 (I'M VERY PROUD OF THIS ONE TBH!! <3)

[princeoftheeternalbog]

Really sleepy and so like sleeping with you headcannons lets go

I'm not sure half of these are even on the same vibe so uhm like do with that what you will, this is so long and it's atrocious but oh well. Also sorry if its ooc😻

I think maybe one line of suggestive in Franky's and Namis.

I feel like i forgot someone tbh..

Luffy

Sleeps anywhere and everywhere but sleeps better and longer next to you. Thus he is obsessed with sleeping with you and whenever he wants to sleep now you have no choice you must take sleep too. He snores and drools but that's kind of a win because then he doesn't care if you do yk? Loves taking naps with you and it's a way he likes to connect with you. Always kisses you before you sleep and after you wake up. He's so comfortable to lie next to because he's so squishy and he holds you in like every way possible because he doesn't have to worry about circulation being cut off or anything.

Zoro

Again he will sleep literally anywhere. He sleeps like a log but somehow you are the only person able to wake him up, Robin theorises it's his observation haki keeping an eye on you but whatever it is you are Zoros designated alarm clock. However, there is about a 30% chance that when you wake him up, he will just snatch you to cuddle and go back to sleep. You cannot escape his hold and if you keep trying to wake him up he'll just bite you(gently) idk he's feral. Depends on his schedule if he's comfortable or not, usually when he's bulking up he's squishier and it's nice to cushion your head on.

Sanji

Never naps and it's so alarming. How does he survive on like 6 hours everyday we will never know. Anyways he's very clingy when he's sleepy but in like a 'I don't want to bother you so I'll just sit over here looking really forlorn', just take the man to bed. Is somehow so comfy to sleep with it's actually annoying because after a certain point you just can't sleep alone anymore. Always tucks you in if you don't get up at the same time as him and he'll leave little snacks and drinks on your bedside table for when you do wake up. Sanji has a more lean muscly build so it's more comfortable to have him lie on top of you and he is not complaining in the slightest.

Nami

Loves cuddling in the winter, hates it in the summer. She's really sensitive to the temperature yk it's that innate sense of the weather, so when it's hot she is hot. But she really likes being able to touch you, so after a certain point she just forces franky to install(invent) air conditioning and it makes the summer so much more bearable. After this there's no escape, you will be cuddling every night (unless boundaries yk). She always tries to convince you stay in bed in the morning...and it always works. She's very persuasive okay. Lets you use her as a pillow, like her chest or thighs or tummy, she just wants to be next to you.

Usopp

Really shy about sleeping with you the first time. Only the first time. After that well lets just say you created a monster. He's really good at telling when you need a nap, especially when you won't admit it. He just subtly ushers you to a comfy spot and then oh what a surprise your eyes are getting really heavy and hm Usopp wouldn't mind if you leant on him for a bit and then snoreville. He thinks you're so pretty when you're sleeping because you look so peaceful and relaxed, so even if he's not tired he will always agree to a nap. He will carry you to bed. And he's so casual about it too, I guess because you're not like watching him directly so he's just like really chill.

Robin

Actually has a nap schedule with her sleep schedule, she usually takes a very short one after lunch because her power can be quite draining and so once you find this out it's just a big cuddle session which she loves. She tends to keep you to a sleep schedule too but she won't force you if you are really insistent on staying up, but she will say I told you so when you're grumpy and feel sick the next day. So lovely to sleep with, she barely moves, never hogs the blanket, doesn't snore and somehow always stays very cool even in the summer. She also always makes sure you get into bed safely if you're drunk or ill, even if she is too, she really cares about you.

Franky

I won't lie...he builds himself an entire like cushion add-on thing so you can comfortably sleep next to him. He looks like a giant marshmallow man it's so funny. But also it's so cute because he takes your comfort so seriously and he runs multiple tests to make sure it's the absolute comfiest he can be for you. Loves naps but absolutely adores actual bedtime because of the whole like rituals and because he knows he doesn't have to get up in like an hour. Sometimes he will seriously overwork into the night, but on those occasions it's fairly easy to coax him to bed(😚). Also he wears one of those stupid scrooge hats tbh. And yes he says super in his sleep.

Brook

Really insecure about sleeping together because he thinks he'll be uncomfortable to lie next to or cuddle :(. On the other hand, you're also really worried because you don't want to accidentally hurt him while he's asleep, so for the first few months you sleep in beds that are close enough to hold hands instead. Eventually when you both become comfortable with the idea, you end up sleeping together almost every night and you occasionally nap together too. He wears really soft padded pajamas to make sure you're comfy. It's surprisingly more comfy to sleep next to him than you thought it would be.

I won't lie sometimes you do shit yourself waking up and seeing a skeleton.

Jinbei

So responsible, absolutely will stop you from napping if it's too close to bedtime. He knows sleep is important but he also knows a routine is important...and he can't bear watching you sleep alone so if you mess up your schedule then you're messing up his. This also works for if you try to stay up late too, he'll straight up snatch you off the ground and just carry you to bed no matter how much you complain. Really good cuddler, like really good. He always knows how much pressure to use while holding you and when you want more or less contact, knows when you need extra blankets, when you want to sleep in a hammock instead of a bed. He's got a sixth sense for your sleeping habits (read: he's desperately in love with you).

Law

Really grumpy about it. And really shy. Also he's a hypocrite, he'll stay up working till early hours of the morning but if you dare even try he's stood there staring at you like the mf eyes of notre dame. He always wants to cuddle but absolutely despises asking so again he just stares, you can always tell though because his ears go really red. Once you're in the bed though he's suddenly mr suave i will arrange everything, he will literally pick you up to manoeuvre you both into a better sleeping position and doesn't even bat an eye. He will nap but you have to trick him into it, he secretly loves it and lets you do it even when he knows what's happening.

Kidd

Needs like 15 million blankets to sleep. Uses one of said 15 million blankets to wrap you up like a burrito if you refuse to come sleep/nap with him. But actually it kinda does hurt his feelings so you can make up for it by playing with his hair until he falls asleep. Loves napping, he's like an overgrown cat and he'll sleep literally anywhere. But if it's anywhere other than his or yours (or killers) room he somehow? manages? to scowl? in his sleep? Yeah I don't know but it just stops his crew from messing with him because he looks so angry. Like Zoro he will literally just snatch you if you're in his vicinity, like you walk past for two seconds and then suddenly your vision flips and you're just stuck in this iron grip. He won't let you go and the crew just walk past you too.

Killer

You literally don't sleep together until you've been dating for like a fucking year. He really values his privacy and you really respect it which culminates in neither of you asking for such a long time that you both forget its a common couple thing. Until someone asks why you don't sleep together and then you guys are like huh idk and then that's the day you finally do. He's a good cuddler but he's a blanket hogger and you have to braid his hair before bed or it will end up in your mouth. On the plus side, he will make and leave breakfast or coffee (or anything you want) on your bedside table if he wakes up first. Also he always picks the best bedsheets and eventually buys two quilts so you can at least have some blanket when he snatches it all.

Ace

Naturally runs like a furnance and is hell to sleep next to in the summer. But he gets really grumpy if you dont sleep next to him so the crew make you suck it up I'm sorry. Literally you're like clawing at the walls as they throw you in and lock the door. Anyways he's a really good cuddler and so comfy to sleep with, and he always takes naps with his head in your lap. He loves to have you sleep on him too because he loves to look at your face and stroke you hair, idk he likes being slow with you even though he's really energetic. Being naturally sleepy and like a little radiator also tends to make the people around him sleepy so you two are banned from working next to each other because you both just end up napping.

Marco

He doesn't sleep a lot because well he doesn't really need to. But he adores sleeping with you. It's one of his like favourite 'bonding' activities, especially if you haven't been able to be alone for a while, he just loves being that close and the intimacy of sleeping in each others beds. On another note he's obsessed with making your bed really comfy because as a doctor he knows sleep hygiene is important and as a bird...well yk...nest. He's not shy about it but don't tease him because it will hurt his feelings and he won't tell you to save your feelings, beautiful sweet man that he is. LOVES a good nap/cuddle especially in the winter, if you both have spare time he just bundles you both in a big fluffy blanket and just exists with you for a bit.

Izou

He is surprisingly a really undignified sleeper, which is why you don't sleep in the same room for months when you first get together😭. When you finally do, you wake up with his arm in your face, his hair is everywhere, there's a pillow across the room, the blanket is somehow under the bed, you're just like wtf how. And Izou is just (⁠ ⁠´⁠◡⁠‿◡⁠`⁠). But he gets better over time because his brain becomes more aware of your presence as you become more important to him and then bedtime settles into comfy chaos. Pillows still end up everywhere but he is now your cushion so you don't really care. He doesn't really nap anywhere that's not his room but if you do then he carries you to bed :).

[bunni-v1]

Wait I'm sorry back with another unsolicited nsfw harumasa ramble do not let me near this man. I think he would love cockwarming sooo much. After a painfully long day at work his favorite way to relax is sitting comfy on the couch hugging you while your warm, wet pussy hugs him, he swears it melts all his stress away so he needs his "treatment" as often as you'll give it!! I like the idea of him being needy, but not necessarily being in any rush for gratification. He's gonna take his time and enjoy every second of skinship he can get. Face in your boobs or neck, occasionally pressing kisses where he can reach while his hands very idly squeeze or rub your butt or thighs. Pleeeeease play with his hair, its canon he smells wonderful so I'm sure it's silky soft too, tugging on it would get his hips moving. Harumasa king of slow build relaxing orgasms that leave you both sleepy and warm.

Let’s get one thing very very clear before I begin. Harumasa does not top. Ever. Maybe he is the top, okay, sure, but Harumasa is never on top. Got it? Good!

He’ll come in the house, practically dragging himself through the door way, and fall into your chest. He’ll nuzzle himself all up in there, practically breathing you in, then he’ll look up at you with those big stupid puppy dog eyes and you know you’re gonna be stuck on the couch all night.

He’ll put on a movie and let you make dinner, but as soon as you’re done he’s sitting there dick in hand staring at you like a needy little puppy dog. Won’t you indulge him? Give him what he needs to feel better? He had such a hard day, the only thing that could possibly help him feel better would be your pretty little pussy squeezing around him.

He’s so calm about it too, which is incredibly infuriating, because holy fuck it’s so hard to just sit there with his dick filling you up so well. He’s got his chin hooked over your shoulder, happily watching some stupid comedy like he’s not balls deep inside you.

He slides his hands up and down your thighs, as if to soothe you — like you’re an upset child or something. When you squirm he’ll smack your ass with a scolding tut. “Hold still, I can’t relax with you wiggling around like that…” It’s humiliating, but that stupid little pleased smile he gives you almost makes it all worth it.

The movie usually gets discarded halfway through in favor of making out with you. Nice and slow, just like his hands crawling around every inch of exposed flesh they can get to. If you wind your hands through his hair, he’ll let out the most delicious whimper. If you tug he’ll whine and squeeze your thighs nice and tight.

He could (and has) fall(en) asleep inside you, but usually he lets you finish at the very least. You know he’s ready to cum when he starts kissing up and down your shoulder. Mumbling about his day and asking about yours, hands slowly working your shirt and your bra off, fingers leaving goosebumps in their wake with just how light the touch it.

He’ll run his deft fingers across your rib cage, inching up to toy with your nipples. All the while, smiling up at you and your cute little tortured expressions. He’ll grab you by your chin, pouting as he asks you “Do you want to cum baby?” Which obviously, you do, and at that point he’ll ‘give you permission.’ to do just that.

He’ll still control the pace, though, can’t have you cumming too fast now can we? Slow, careful, perfectly angled rolls of his hips up into yours. Each and every single one hitting all the spots inside that make you weak. If you try to alter the pace, he’ll grip you tight and tell you to behave, pressing soft kisses down the column of your neck.

You’ll know he’s close when he rolls his head back, moans becoming pitchy and uneven. He doesn’t stop the slow and easy pace, even when he’s hardly present in his own head. God help him if you press your face into his neck, muffling your own moans against his skins.

He always comes inside, deep, and he holds himself there for as long as you’ll let him. Even as a mix of your juices and his spill out onto his lap and stain the couch. He promises he’ll get you plan b in the morning, just let him stay inside where it’s nice and warm and comfy just a little longer. You love him enough to let him have that at least, right?

He’s coaxing you with gentle massages into your sore hips, and pressing kisses to the side of your sweaty face. How can you say no when he’s being so sweet?

You usually wake up on the couch in the morning with him still inside you. It’s quite a fight to get him up those mornings, since he’s feeling extra comfy and sleepy with you wrapped around him.

[ghoularaki]

hi pixie !! could i have sukuna in the lady's room for the event? <3 thank u so very much 💐

NOW ENTERING HEART'S DESIRE MOTEL

cw: semi-public sex, fingering, bratting, biting, strength kink

You grinned to yourself as you waited in vanity part of the lady’s room. Sitting in the comfy, pink chair, you looked at the door through the mirror. Adjusting your lipstick, you didn’t even flinch when Sukuna burst into the room.

His nostrils flared seeing you sitting there with a coy simper on your rouge lips.

“You happy with yourself?” His rough voice called to you as he stomped over.

Standing over you, he clutched your neck so your head rested on his hard stomach. With his pointer finger, he tilted your gaze up to his so he loomed over you.

Despite his obvious power play, you smirk, “Quite.”

He squeezed the sides of your throat, pleasantly making your vision blur. “You’re gonna regret teasing me, brat.”

Before running of to the bathroom, you had foregone your panties in the bar. While Sukuna was distracted, you slipped said panties into his hand and run away. Starting a game of cat and mouse you both loved.

As Sukuna was about to bend you over the counter, the door started to creak open. With such ease, Sukuna lifted you up and rounded the corner away from the person joining you. Swinging the nearest stall open, he pushed you inside, him not too far behind.

Locking you two inside, he crowded you against the wall. He slapped a hand over you mouth when you were about to question what he was doing. Smirking down at you, fangs exposed, his free hand slipped under your skirt.

You bit his palm to get him to release you, but your teeth in his skin only fueled him. Kicking your feet apart, his rough fingers twiddled your clit. You clenched your eyes as he played with you.

Bowing his back, he whispered right in your ear, “Regretting it already?”

Blinking your lids open, you glared up at him, not ready to back down. Sukuna softly chuckled and slipped down to split your cunt open with his thick fingers. Knowing you can take it, he plunged three fingers in. He needed prepared enough.

Your eyes crossed as he abused the spot deep in you. Slick clicking could be heard in the stall. You only hoped the other person didn’t hear.

Sukuna shifted his hold so his thumb could press against your clit. He rubbed the bud over and over as his digits punched inside you. Biting down on the meat of his palm to stifle your noises, your legs trembled. You sagged against him, his fingers hit deeper as he used his arm to both hold you up and fuck into you. Clutching his arms, you rid out the wave as your peak almost crashed down.

You could taste it. But Sukuna being the sadist he is, he ripped his fingers from your sopping cunt. Frantic and desperate, you whined into his hand and dug your fingernails into his skin.

He nipped your shoulder like a mother cat does its misbehaving kitten, “Patience, you princess.”

The hand that was deep on you, hooked your leg in the crook of his elbow. Pulling away from your mouth, he used his hand to undo his pants. From under his black boxers, his cock sprung free. It was long and hard with its tip an angry red. Taking his weeping cock, he tapped your clit with it. You jumped and covered your own mouth. Dragging the head up and down your slit, he gathered as much slick as he could.

Staring down at you, he waited for your go ahead. When you nodded your head, he pushed his cock in. Your lids fluttered as he cock popped inside, stretching you almost too wide. Impatient, Sukuna bullied all the way in without waiting for you to adjust to his girth.

You dug your fingers deeper into your cheeks to try and snuff your moans. Going at a hard pace, Sukuna fucked into you like you were a toy. Though when your back slammed against the wall, you both stopped.

“Are you okay?” A feminine voice called.

You cursed under your breath. Slipping your hands of your face, you responded with a shaky voice, “Yeah, just hit my elbow against the wall.”

“Oh… okay,” The woman responded, suspicious.

“Hold onto me,” Sukuna whispered to you.

“Huh?”

“Just do it.”

Not questioning him, you wrapped your arms around his neck. Satisfied with your hold, his other arm grabbed your dangling leg and put it in the crook of his elbow. With ease, he lifted you completely over the ground, his cock still deep in you. At the new angle, he hit your g-spot perfectly.

Scared to let him go, you bit the fabric of his dress skirt to quiet your whines. Sukuna using his strength alone, forced you up and down on his cock. Lifting you up, he then dropped you down as he thrust upwards. He repeated this over and over.

Sukuna bounced you on his cock and the only thing you could do is hold on. You sucked on the fabric, scared of being loud. With each bounce, his happy trail rubbed against your clit. You weren’t going to last long and it seemed neither would Sukuna.

Rushing water masked the squelching coming from your stall. Sukuna’s chest heaved as he tried not to groan with you. The door then shut with a thud. Not caring if it meant the person actually left or not, Sukuna fucked your hard while grunting in your ear.

“Come for me, you can do it, my brat.”

His silken words did you in. Abandoning skirt, you bit his chest instead as you came with a drawn out moan. Sukuna followed you with a couple hard thrusts. You cried out at his hot cum filling you.

Sukuna didn’t let you down as you shivered and clutched on him. He rocked back and forth to sooth you.

“Is this what you wanted?”

Smiling into his sweaty flesh, you nodded, “And more.”

[katelynnwrites]

Flowers, Cuddles And A Hair Bow | Sydney Lohmann x Child!Reader

warnings: none :)

word count: 1083

summary: little eyes watch, little minds learn, you try to do some of the things Momma does for Tante Syd, part of Sydney's Little Liebe

a/n: requested, i hope you like it

‘Tante! Tante Syd!’ You demand, tiptoeing as much as you can to look over the counter top.

You hop up and down, snatching quick peeks of your Tante in between them.

She laughs from the other side of the breakfast bar, looking at your little head bopping up and down.

You huff impatiently as she continues giggling.

‘Tante!’

There’s another snort and then she comes around, her strong arms lifting you up and onto a seat.

‘Hi.’ She grins and you all but shove the flowers you are holding into her face.

‘For you.’ You cheer.

Your Tante chuckles, taking them from you carefully.

The petals and stems are slightly crushed from how hard you had been holding it, the roots and accompanying soil still attached.

‘Wow. They’re really beautiful, meine Little Liebe. Thank you.’

You practically glow at her praise.

It had taken you a long time to decide which flowers you wanted from the garden and you ended up choosing some pink ones because the kind of pink they are, are the same kind of pink your Tante’s cheeks sometimes turn when your Momma kisses her.

‘I give you flowers like Momma.’ You proudly explain.

Your Tante Syd kisses your forehead.

‘I love you, you’re too cute for words.’

Even though you are now four fingers old and know a lot of things you didn’t before, you still don’t know what being too cute for words is.

But Tante Syd puts your flowers into a mason jar, right next to the one of your Momma’s flowers. She keeps them there until they wilt, then dries them and puts them back into the jar.

So you think that just like your Momma, you must have done something right.

******

Momma gives Tante a lot of cuddles.

Just like you, Tante Syd likes the big bed and sleeps there often.

Every now and then, on mornings that you wake up early, you find your Momma holding her and running her fingers through Tante’s hair.

Momma always pats the spot next to them both and lets you lie there as you wait for your Tante to wake up.

You have to be quiet and still so you don’t disturb Tante. Sometimes you are so good at it that you fall back asleep.

On those days, everyone gets out of bed late.

Today though, your Momma has to go to work early.

She tells you before you sleep and your Tante promises that she’ll be there when you wake up.

And she is.

You wake up very early so she’s still asleep.

Instinctively, you climb up into the big bed and settle yourself beside her.

‘Hey Little Liebe.’ She mumbles sleepily, pulling the covers over you.

The warmth makes you yawn and you let her wrap an arm around you.

It’s super comfy and you yawn your biggest ever yawn.

You want to sleep but you remember Momma is not here to run her fingers through Tante Syd’s hair so you do it.

Your Tante sighs softly, ‘Both you and your Momma are way too good at that.’

Hugging Tante Syd, you push your face into her hair and yawn.

She giggles, ‘Sleep sleepyhead. You need your rest to help me make pancakes later.’

You want to protest that you’re not tired and very excited to be your Tante’s assistant chef but another huge yawn bubbles its way up and you give into it.

You hug Tante Syd extra tight and she pulls you snugly into her side.

It’s how your Momma finds the both of you later, still cuddled up and fast asleep together.

******

‘Tante you have to stay very still okay?’ You warn.

Your Tante Syd can’t help giggling simply because you sound so much like your Momma. Her girlfriend tells you exactly the same thing, in exactly the same way, when she’s tying your hair.

Sticking your tongue out in concentration, you focus very hard on brushing Tante’s blonde hair out and putting it up into a ponytail. She’s sitting on the floor of the locker room, where all your Tantes get ready for work and you are sitting in her cubby, just above her.

It’s the only way you can reach Tante Syd’s hair because she’s so tall. Taller than your Momma even. You make sure to eat all your veggies no matter how icky they are so that one day, you can be tall like her.

Momma always does Tante Syd’s hair on game days and you decide that today, you want to be like your Momma and help her tie her hair for practice.

Making the hair tie go around your favourite Tante’s hair is difficult but you manage.

With a bright smile, you clap your hands and announce that you’re done.

‘Danke meine Little Liebe.’

Your Tante pulls you into her arms to hug you tightly and your smile gets bigger.

‘Did I do a good job?’

Tante Syd lets you go, running a hand over her ponytail and nodding.

‘The best job.’ She promises. There’s more than a few strands out of place but she is honestly impressed with how well you’ve done.

You do a little dance to celebrate and she laughs.

‘Do you want to know a secret?

Tante Klara once told you that you must be quiet when hearing a secret so you freeze and stop your happy dance before nodding rapidly.

Your Tante Syd bends down, leaning in close to your ear to whisper, ‘I think you’re way better at tying my hair than your Momma.

‘Really?’ You ask in awe.

‘Really.’ Tante tells you seriously and you’re so pleased with her words that you quickly rummage through your pink backpack and pull out one of your spare bows.

You have a bunch of them in different colours and your Momma’s been putting them in your hair ever since you were little.

There’s a special red and white pair that you wear only on gamedays because they are the same colour as your Momma and Tantes’ jerseys.

You don’t have them with you now but you do have a blue one which you hold out to Tante Syd.

There is a soft smile on her face as she understands what you want and kneels down so you can reach her ponytail.

You pin the bow there and your favourite Tante lifts you up onto her hip.

‘Let’s go find your Momma now okay? I want to show her how pretty you’ve done my hair.’

German Translations:

tante - aunty

danke - thank you

meine Little Liebe - my Little Love

[kysonwrites]

cₒₗd ₋ ₘₐₜₜ ₛₜᵤᵣₙᵢₒₗₒ

pairings - fem!reader x matt sturniolo

summery - reader is at the drive-ins with matt, she gets cold though.

warnings - just cute fluff :)

word count - 725

notes - this is super cute, so i decided to post!

you scrolled on your phone, as nick jumped into the backseat next to you. “this movie is gonna’ be scary!” nick giggled, as he shook your left shoulder.

you were going to see a scary movie at the drive-ins with the triplets.

“no dead ass, i’m actually scared!” you dropped your phone to your side, and looked at nick smiling.

“its okay, matty boy will be there for you.” nick spoke smiling, as matt and chris slide back into the car from getting snacks from the 7/11 you were parked at. matt and chris put there seat belt on. chris inserted the aux cord into his phone, and matt looked back to smile at you.

“whats everyone feelin’?” chris asked looking to matt, then to you and nick. matt pulled out of his parking spot and got on the road, starting to drive on the highway.

“i don’t care, whatever.” nick said, quickly buckling his seatbelt as he forgot. chris quickly typed the location into the gps that was built into the car.

“you scared, y/n?” chris said, looking into the back seat at you rocking his shoulders as he spoke.

“pshhh, no?” you mumbled, going onto your phone. chris nodded, not believing you and moved onto his next victim.

“i know matt is!” chris yelled, punching matt on the shoulder. matt pulled into a parking space at the drive in, then hit chris back. “stop!” chris yelled once more, punching matt in the stomach.

“then you stop too, you punk!” matt shouted at chris holding his arms, you and nick laughed at his word choice falling into each other.

“movie time!” you said excitedly, still laughing at matt and chris’ encounter. everyone hops out of the car, and walks over to the trunk. you open the trunk with the button, and matt helps you put the back seats down so everyone can fit into the trunk.

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the sun was going down, and everyone is comfy in the trunk. you were sitting next to nick, on the other side matt, and chris was next to matt leaving you and matt in the middle. you and matt were sharing nerds gummy clusters, and everyone had their own drink. you were starting to get hungry for real food.

“anyone want to go to the snack bar?” you asked sitting up from your spot, with matts arm falling from around you.

“yeah, i will.” matt said, standing up.

“can you guys get me something, i don’t feel like getting up.” chris groaned.

“same.” nick said yawning.

“yeah, c’mon matty.” you said taking matt’s hand in yours, and walking towards the snack bar. matt smiled looking at your hands, chris and nick smiled too seeing his brother and their best friend so happy.

you looked at the menu, a couple were in line ahead of you so it gave you time to think.

“what do you want?” matt spoke gently, looking down at you.

“hm, probably fries.” you looked up at him, not expecting him to already be looking at you. he smiled at you, you smirked and looked away.

“me too.” he said, you and him moved forward in the line.

“can i please have four orders of fries?” you spoke, smiling at the lady. you ordered for matt, knowing he didn’t really like ordering.

“yes of course, anything else?” she asked looking between you two.

“no, thank you.” you said, dropping matt’s hand and grabbing two orders of fries she handed you, matt grabbed the others.

“you two are very cute.” she spoke looking at you, and back at him.

you smiled looking up at him, then back at the women. “awh, thank you!”

“thank you.” matt said, blushing slightly looking at you.

“have a good night.” she said smiling, you spoke a ‘you too.’ to her. matt switched the fries to his other hand somehow holding both in one hand, so he could place his arm around you as you two walked back to the car.

suddenly a gust of wind filled the air, and you shivered. “you cold?” matt asked as you two sat back into the trunk.

“yeah, kinda.” you spoke, as you handed fries to nick. matt handed fries to chris, and reached farther into the car.

“here.” matt said, as he handed you his hoodie.

“but didn’t you bring this for yourself?” you spoke concerned, looking up to his eyes.

“yeah, but you’re cold. i’m not.” matt said, looking down at you.

“thank you.” you put the hoodie on over your head, and laid down next to matt.

“your welcome.” he smiled, and put his arm around you.

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༊*·˚ sleepover | reggie peters (jatp)

★ summary → reggie had a bad day at home and you comfort him with his favourite movie. 

★ warnings → FLUFF for reggie but little sad bc of his situation 🫶 reggie deserve the world & some mentions of toxic household/fighting. 

★ hana’s notes → this is just a repost from my wp account :) i hope yall like this mwah mwah <3

MAIN MASTERLIST

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Take On Me by A-Ha was playing on the radio as you bopped your head back and forth, mumbling the lyrics under your breath. A magazine in your hand, and a pen in the other. You were drawing moustaches at the people that were featured on the papers.

The calm atmosphere was disturbed by a sudden knock on your door. "Who is it?" you answered not moving from your spot on your bed. 

The door creaked open but you were still concentrating on the magazine you didn't turn to look at the door. 

Suddenly, the bed dipped down as a body cuddled up with yours. The frame you knew very well enveloped you as his scent hit your nose, the few dark hairs peeking your vision. 

Your hear fluttered at the sight but it immediately fell when you were met with your boyfriend's sad eyes. 

"Aw bub what's wrong?" you cooed, letting your hand travel up to his hair as you softly ran your fingers through it.

He instantly dug his head on your chest, his hands squeezed your waist as you massage his scalp. 

Another few moments of silence, you softly asked, "Parents?" a frown made its way to your lips.

He softly nodded and got off your chest, turning to his side so that he could pull you in closer. 

"You smell really good." he muttered as you let your legs tangle together and nuzzled his face into your neck.

You let out a small chuckle and wrapped your arms around his neck. "You okay?" 

"Better now." he replied, his face peeking out and stared at you lovingly. 

A grin made its way onto your lips and gave him a little peck. He hummed flipping you so you're on top of him. 

You giggled when he ran his hand on your sides. "How about we have a sleepover?" you asked as you pulled away from the kiss.

"Really?" he beamed. He loves spending time with you, you are sometimes the only person that can make his bad day into a great one. 

"Yeah of course! We can have pizza, and watch Star Wars, we can cuddle, some popcorn also sounds nice.” you started to ramble your plan, not realising that he was staring at you not saying a thing. "Whats with the look?” you laughed.

"Have I mentioned that I am so deeply in love with you?" he said as he sits up, you now on his lap. 

Your heart melts at his words as you kiss him again, "I’m deeply in love with you too." you pecked his lips one last time before getting up. 

"Now sleepover time!" 

• • •

Popcorns were popping, pillows were fluffed, pizza has arrived, and last but not least, the movie has been picked.

This was your normal saturday sleepover, Reggie usually sleeps over at your house because sometimes the sound of his parents fighting was too much and you were more than happy to give your boyfriend comfort. Your parents adores Reggie, and didn't mind him sleeping over, they too know about his parent's banter. 

Ding!

The sound of the microwave brought you back from your daze as you took it out and went to your bedroom. You opened your bedroom door and saw Reggie engulfed in layers and layers of blankets with Star Wars : Return Of The Jedi playing.

"You look comfy," you laughed, making your way to the bed. 

"Babe! Babe! Hurry!" he exclaimed, excitedly.

Seeing him so happy has made you wonder why out of all the people, Reggie has to deal with shit. He's the kindest, sweetest and most caring person you have ever met. He deserves all the happiness the world can give him. 

Reggie must've felt a gaze on him because he turned his head around and saw your focus was all on him and not the movie. "What you looking at?" he cheekily asked. 

You didn't even bother being caught staring as you quickly answered "You.”

"May I ask why?" 

"Just thinking about how strong you are and that I am the luckiest person in the universe to even meet you." you shamelessly spewed out, heart beating out of your chest.

Reggie's heart skipped a beat, no one has ever thought that highly of him and to think you out of all people are feeling lucky to have met him, hell, he's so grateful he met you. 

"I love you" he beamed, kissing you. 

"And I love you... and our sleepovers." you chuckled feeling so utterly happy at the moment. 

And that's enough. 

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Whispers of Spring

You take Melissa on a date to one of her favourite childhood spots.

Pairing: Melissa Schemmenti x Fem!Reader

CW: kissing and a single swear word, that's it I guess

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 1400+

A/N: Covers the "Flowers" square of @storiesofsvu birthday bingo! Written as a little gift for @maybe-a-humanbean <3

also tumblr being the hellsite it is keeps hiding a part of this fic and it looks like i just dropped it mid sentence, i promise it’s there it’s just the hellsite hellsiting 😭

“I told you it’s a surprise! You’re not getting any clues until we get there.” you laughed as Melissa rolled her eyes, though you could see the smile she tried to suppress making its way onto her face. 

“Oh, come on, not even a single one? Dress code maybe?” she said trying to push you to give her any sort of idea where you were planning on taking her tonight.

“Something nice and comfy” you giggled “But don’t worry I’m not dragging you out for a hike.”

“Thank fuck, I think I’d have to break up with you if you did” the redhead laughed.

“Okay that’s a bit dramatic Schemmenti, don’t you think so?” you didn’t even try stopping your laughter as the older woman rolled her eyes, now standing up from her chair and placing a soft kiss to your cheek.

You have been dating Melissa for close to a year now. Never in a thousand years would you have thought that this is what would happen when you first started working at Abbott. As it turns out the unapproachable woman was not that unapproachable after all, she just needed some time get used to the new teachers coming to the school, always wary of the young ones. You were more than happy to give her that space, trying to stay out of her way as much as you could so you wouldn’t make your way onto her red list. Janine told you there was no coming back from there and you weren’t about to take any chances.

And your tactic worked, it only took her a few weeks to warm up to you and realise you weren’t that bad after all. From there she would invite you to sit with her and Barb during lunch, which quickly progressed to her inviting you over for a dinner at her house.

After a few more weeks she gathered the courage to ask you out on a proper date, to which you happily agreed.

And here you are now, basically living in her house (which she didn’t complain about, she loved having you around, always bringing some life to her otherwise empty and quiet household), madly in love with the redhead, who was equally in love with you. 

The two of you often opted for staying in for your date nights, preferring the comfort and peace of Melissa’s house (or less frequently your apartment) rather than surround yourself with strangers. This week though, you decided to plan something a little different. A little picnic date in a park that Melissa has previously mentioned to you, the same one she used to frequent as a child. Coming from a big family she would always be surrounded with her cousins, spending most of their summers together. One of her favourite memories from her childhood was going to Penn Treaty Park for a family picnic, spending the day basking in the summer sun and running around with the other kids. She’d treasure those memories, knowing they were far in the past and her family relationships became much more complicated as the time passed. 

It would be a huge waste to not take the advantage of the sunny and warm spring evenings of Philadelphia, you were planning to make the most of it.

You spent the previous day preparing everything you needed at your apartment. You made sure to pack the picnic basket with everything that was necessary, only waiting to add the food the next day. You opted for a simple charcuterie board, choosing a selection Malissa’s favourite cheeses and meats accompanied by fresh grapes and figs. For dessert you made sure to get a little assortment of Italian treats, the very ones the redhead never stops talking about: a tiramisu, fresh pistachio cannoli and her beloved, Torta della Nonna. It wouldn’t be like you to not include some wine, carefully chosen by the store assistant as your wine knowledge was still lacking. 

After school has ended the two of you parted your ways, heading to your respective residences to get ready for the evening. Your outfit of choice consisted of a simple floral dress, one that Melissa adored seeing you wear.

After placing everything in the boot of your car, making sure you didn’t forget anything you drove to your girlfriend’s house, pleasantly surprised to find the chronically late woman ready and waiting for you. The drive to the park was short, only taking about 30 minutes, and you were thankful for that as the redhead did not stop bashing you with questions where you were going. You looked at Melissa as you pulled into the parking lot, a wide smile spread across her face.

“Come on, we’re having a picnic in your favourite park” you said as you unbuckled your seatbelt and got out of the car, heading to the boot to take everything out. Your fingers interlocked with the older woman’s as you headed towards the entrance. 

You walked through the park for a while, trying to find the most perfect spot to settle, the smile never leaving Melissa’s face. You finally settled under an old willow, across from a field filled with wildflowers, with a full view of Ben Franklin’s Bridge. You unfolded the blanket, laying it on the soft grass and proceeded to take out the food you brought one by one, while Melissa took her spot on the comfortable material. 

You opened the wine, reassuring her that you were not the one to choose it, and poured each of you a glass before settling right next to your girlfriend. You chatted for what simultaneously felt like minutes and hours, taking bites of the delicacies you brought and sipping on the wine. 

“Those flowers are beautiful, aren’t they” the redhead spoke, looking at the wildflower field spread ahead of your eyes. 

“They really are” you smiled as you held her hand. In this exact moment an idea popped into your mind, one that you wouldn’t miss out on and your girlfriend definitely saw the moment of epiphany in your eyes, which caused her to raise her brow in question. You let go of the other woman’s hand and quickly stood up, practically running to the field.

“What are you doing?” Melissa chuckled as she watched you get further away from her.

“You’ll see in a second!” you shouted back, starting to pick some of the daisies growing from the ground. It only took a few minutes before you came back with a messily assembled bouquet that you gently laid on the blanket. Melissa raised her brow at you again, but you didn’t bother with a reply, instead you separated the long-stemmed flowers one by one, carefully platting them together until they formed a long chain. 

“Hon, care to explain why you carry a sewing kit around?” the redhead questioned as you pulled out a not so small bag full of threads, needles and a questionably shaped pair of scissors.

“It’s my emergency sewing kit Mel, you never know when you need one!” you replied as you untangled the threads allowing you to cut a piece. “Like right now!” you added with a smile spread across your face.

“Emergency sewing kit?” the older woman chuckled as she watched you tie together the two ends of the flower string with a piece of thread “You really are an old lady at heart, aren’t you?”

You giggled in response, leaving a soft kiss on her lips as you finished securing the pieces together. You gently placed the daisy crown on top of her head, adjusting her softly curled hair as you did so.  

“There we go” a blush creeped onto her face as you took in the beautiful sight in front of you, the flowers perfectly complimenting Melissa’s features. She cupped your cheek with her hand, slowly leaning in until your lips connected in a passionate kiss that continued until the need for air became too much causing you to separate. You rested your forehead against Melissa’s as both of you caught your breath.

“Thank you for this y/n” she whispered “I couldn’t have imagined a more perfect evening”

“You’re getting soft Schemmenti” you teased and kissed her again before she had a chance to fire any snarky remarks back at you, both of you smiling into the kiss. 

You spent the rest of the evening snacking on the food as you were watching the sun receding in the horizon, filling the sky with a rainbow of colours. You stayed there until the sun completely set, the darkness starting to dominate the sky. 

“Come on, it’s getting cold, let’s get out of here” you said in a hushed voice as your head rested on Melissa’s shoulder “I have more surprises waiting for you at home”.

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Show Me Your Moves! (Chapter 5)

AO3 STORY

Chapter 5: Baton Pass

Baton Pass switches out the user, passing all temporary stat stage increases and decreases on to the Pokémon that replaces it in battle. It also passes on all volatile status conditions. 

Sandy was a joy to be with. 

He had impeccable taste in tea, cats that won’t scratch the ever living hell out of you, and that calming aura that he gives off makes you comfy enough to just sob all your problems away. 

“You’re a very empathetic person. You’re here in your own unfortunate circumstances, and all you’re worried about is your family.” Sandy exclaimed, carefully placing a hand on your back. 

You leaned into his touch, wiping your eyes. “Yeah, I know. I can’t help it though.” 

“That’s not the issue.” Sandy leaned back as he began explaining. He pointed up with a hand, as if pointing at something. If this was all on screen, there would definitely be some sort of text or image describing what he’s saying. “The issue is that your worries stem from your distrust. You don’t trust your family to be okay while you’re gone.”

“What? I do trust them!” You yell out, sniffling. Sandy hands you a tissue. “If you do trust them, then trust in yourself that they can take care of themselves. You don’t have to worry so much.” 

You heaved a sigh before drinking the last of your tea. “This has been… nice, but I think I should head back. Still got that cleaning to do.”

Sandy looked at you worriedly. “Are you sure you don’t want my help?” 

You wave his worries off as you leave. “I’ll be fine. I stress clean, so it’s all good. See you tomorrow!”

“Yep, see ya!” Sandy waved, still worried as he watched you rush off back to the shop. 

 

 

 

Being a background character meant that you didn’t follow the episodic format the others did, so you could do whatever you wanted!

Instead of going back to the apartment like you said you would, you decided to check out one of the locations that MK and Mei frequented. 

The Anti-Gravity arcade. 

Being an ambivert had its ups and down, but today you were feeling adventurous, so you decided to steel your nerves and enter the arcade. 

The arcade was much more grand looking in person than on screen. The dance floor took up the centre, with people already dancing in the air. 

There were rows of arcade boxes on either side of the floor, with people winning a plethora of tickets. 

One spot that hasn’t really been seen though, was a snack bar. The girl manning the counter was the same girl that worked at Macaque’s shadow play, so you walked up to the snack bar. 

You got yourself a regular Soda before sitting at one of the tables in a corner. 

The lights were bright and the music was loud, you could only imagine how terrible it would be when the Porty Clone takes over. 

You were sipping your drink and minding your own business when someone popped up next to you.

“Hiya!” You jumped, almost choking on your drink, and you looked over to see… MK, with Mei next to him. It was Mei who greeted you with a smile. 

A look of recognition passed MK’s face. “Yeah! It is you! I told you.” He smiled triumphantly, making Mei roll her eyes. 

“Yeah yeah. You’re Sandy’s friend, right?” Mei asked excitedly, and you nodded, too nervous to speak. 

While you thought that they might have been here, you weren’t expecting them to talk to you. 

“Sandy talks about you all the time!” MK exclaimed. 

That surprised you. “He does?”

“Yeah! He says you’re really nice, and helpful at his tea shop!” Mei said. “Wanna join us? We were gonna hit the dance floor!” 

You awkwardly smiled, finished your drink and nodded, tossing the empty cup into the garbage can you passed on your way to the dance floor with the show's main characters.

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[i-change-steves-diapers]

This is bad. No, this is really bad.

A year after Steve’s adventure with his pampers, he's now 18 and graduated highschool. Things were good after that first night, he was less stressed, he smiled more, paid attention in nearly every class, of course not all Of them because what teenager is perfect, after all.

And it was because of his newfound regression.

Any time after a hard day, he could just go home, put on a comfy diaper, hug his bunny and watch Barney for a little while til the day seemed okay.

Now a year later he's still doing it more so than ever really, he even invested in quite a few more things from the local store. A pacifier now, as well as a bottle, and a bib for when sometimes he felt like he wanted one for eating lunch.

Today, his Girlfriend Nancy was coming over to drop off a shirt he'd left at her house. He wasn't home, being at a night out with Tommy, but she was at his house so much that she saw no problem letting herself in.

However, she wasn't often in his room. It was something he acted weird about, whenever mentioned. This, Steve had no justification for. Not that Nancy ever asked, anyway.

Today, curiosity got the best of her. And oh, was that a decision and a half. Upon walking into his room, she was instantly met with the lingering smell of baby powder. This was because of Steve’s changes, and general wearing, but of course, she was totally oblivious to that.

“Thats weird.."

She muttered to her self. She knew the thick smell immediately, given she had her baby sister Holly at home. She continued to look around long after tossing Steve’s shirt onto his bed, finding this and that which would be expected of a teenage boy. Magazines full of girls, alcohol which Steve often indulged in with all of his friends, and of course Nancy. But nothing out of the ordinary.. yet.

She had just all but decided to leave, when a small ruffle at the bottom of steves bed caught her attention. The bottom of the blanket was folded, as if sitting on top of something. When she knelt down and lifted it up, she was met with a very large, plain cardboard box. Instantly she thought to herself ‘this must be it.’ the reason she was never allowed in his room.

Nancy stood with the nondescript box, and set it on top of his bed, before flipping the lid right off. She was in utter shock for a few seconds. She couldn't believe her eyes. First, she caught sight of the half full package of Pampers. Then next to it the wipes and well used bottle of powder. Right next to them was a worn down stuffed rabbit, and right above him, was a light blue pacifier.

Nancy didn't know what to think. Tentatively she picked up the package from the box, and examined it for just a second,before setting it down and looking at the rest of the box.

That was when she heard the small “Nancy..?" Behind her back.

Steve was home. And probably at the worst possible time he could've been.

“What are you doing here?"

He asked cautiously, Steve hadn't yet spotted the box in front of her, as she turned to face him with a confused expression of her own.

“I was- dropping off your shirt. You left it at my house last week, and I thought it would be okay if I let myself in. Steve.. is there something you want to tell me about?”

With that, she one handedly grabbed the box from behind her back, and held it up for Steve to see.

The effect was instantaneous.

Immediately he reached for it, but she pulled it back.

" Hey! I just wanna know.”

" Nancy, give it to me now. I'm not playing.”

This wasn't like his usual self. And she didn't like this side of Steve. He usually got this way when he was drunk.

“Look, Steve, I just want to understand!" She set the box back on the bed, sitting next to it.

“Is it- some sort of fetish, or something..? I'm not judging, I just want to know!"

“JESUS Christ Nancy no! It's not some fetish its- it's hard to explain, okay.."

He couldn't even look at her now. Steve’s eyes were on the floor. He didn't even hear the soft steps of Nancy’s approach, until she gently ran her fingers through his hair.

“We've got time, Steve.."

So then he did his best to explain it all. They were on his bed for almost a whole hour before Steve finished his story of why, what, how and where.

"So you.. do this is a way to cope, i suppose? That's not so hard to understand. And its alot better than anything I could've thought, Steve. Really.”

But he wasn't convinced. ‘Now she'll break up with me.’ He thought internally.

‘Its alot better than anything I could've thought Steve, but I'm not gonna date a guy who pisses his pants and still has his stuffed bunny.’

But what happened next, he never could've in a hundred times over, guessed.

Nancy gently lifted Steve's chin with the tip of her finger, looking into his teary eyes, and hating what she found there. With her other hand, she slowly guided the pacifier from his box into his mouth.

At first he was frozen. ‘what?’ This was supposed to be where she ran away and told Steve she hated him. But instead she looked at him like she couldn't ever have loved him more.

“Gosh Steve you look just adorable like this.." a sweet smile played on her lips, and after a few seconds Steve gave the pacifier a few nervous suckles.

“Now then, we better get those icky pants off, hm? After a long day of playing grown up I'm sure you're quite ready to be done with them! Although its very fun to play pretend, isn't it sweetheart?"

Nancy chuckled at Steve's blank, confused stare before he slowly climbed onto his back and nodded in agreement, while she grabbed a diaper from the pack, along with his bottle of powder.

She was very gentle. That was the best way to put it. She moved tenderly and carefully as she undid his belt, and slid his Khaki’s down before doing the same with his underwear.

“Tsk Tsk, Steve what is this!"

She spoke like a stern mother, or a babysitter. Steve's whole private area was irritated and itchy red. A very clear diaper rash.

“Didn change a while las’ nigh’."

He mumbled back shyly in response, blushing when his pacifier gave him a silly lisp. Nancy shook her head before lifting his legs for him, and sliding the fresh diaper under his inflamed tushy, and sprinkling a healthy amount of powder all over, then to his front as well, then taped it up nice and snug with expert precision.

She'd changed Mike’s diapers years before, and now Holly’s too. She had it down. And even Steve had to notice that it felt way better than when he ever did it himself.

“Well, no worries. I can buy a tube of diaper rash cream on my way home.”

The thought of Nancy buying him baby supplies brought a red glow to his cheeks even worse than before, as she smiled and chuckled to herself, as she grabbed his box again to look through.

This time she held up Mac. Steve's stuffed bunny.

Instantly his eyes were fixed on it, with almost a feeling of jealousy at seeing someone else handling him. Nancy noticed immediately.

“Is this a friend of yours, Steve?"

He gently nodded, playing with the ring of his Pacifier before mumbling “Mac"

“Mac! Well what a handsome name. I suppose that makes sense from my oh so handsome little boy!"

It was like magic how Steve's tummy filled with butterflies just like when he tried diapers for the first time. Nancy was a natural. And this was MUCH better than anything Steve could've hoped for.

With his free hand he reached out for the stuffed toy with a low whine from his throat, hoping she'd understand that he wanted it. At first, she pulled it back, coaxing immediately when Steve whined out.

“Ah! We do not just grab things, little one. What do we say when we want something, hm?"

He stared blankly for a moment before muttering “please?" As best he could around the rubber of his pacifier, satisfied with himself when Nancy gave another very pleased smile and handed it right over.

“What do you say, we go to my house? My family isn't home, and we have Star Wars rented. Mike, of course."

Steve never told anyone, since it was a major "nerd” thing, but he loved Star Wars. Nancy was one of the only people who knew that. And at the suggestion he was jumping up immediately and getting his pants back on.

Nancy kissed his forehead on her way out his door, calling over her shoulder. " I'll meet you by the car, puff butt~”

The nickname made him blush bright pink all over again, as he set his pacifier and toy reluctantly back into the box, and slid it back into its safe little hiding place beneath his bed, then making his way downstairs to meet Nancy.

This should be an adventure.. one he couldn't wait for.

This is the second chapter of the fanfiction i Wrote on Ao3 "Steve Harringtons strange desires."

If you liked it, and would wanna read the rest, heres the link!

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Take My Hand P13

Media Irl x 1910

Character Thomas Brodie Sangster

Couple Thomas X Reader

Rating Adorable + Sad

Concept Take My Hand Series

|Y/n|

I barely got much sleep as I'd just been blushing all night, I got up nice and early getting my dress on for the day taking my journal and heading up to the deck to sketch and write in the early morning mist. I worked for a good few hours doing a drawing to the best of my ability of Thomas the first time I saw him.

When suddenly I was blinded and I could feel hands over my eyes.

"Guess who?"

"...uuhhh enlighten me" I giggled

"Hi" Thomas smiled sitting beside me on the bench

"Hi" I smiled back "you okay?'  I asked noticing how stiff he seemed

"Ohh fine. Just got an ass kicking is all"

"Holy toad what on earth for?"

"Oh you know day that ends in Y"

"Ohh dear. Would a kiss help?"

"I'm sure a kiss would absolutely help" he smiled so I happily have his cheek a kiss

"I made you something" I smiled budging closer

"Ohh? You did?'

"Umm here" I smiled showing him my journal which he carefully took

"Is that? Is that Me?"

"I did my best"

"Awww, that's adorable. Thank you y/n" he smiled taking my hand and giving it a kiss "you made me far to handsome, can I have the pencil?"

"Alright but don't ruin my work"

"I won't I promise" he took the pencil and began to sketch on the page next to my drawing often biting his lip or using the pencil to measure things and slowly I watched as he drew me, just as I sat now. "There, now I'll always have you beside me" he smiled

"You made me far too pretty."

"No, you really are that pretty" he smiled "my dad's gone to play poker with some friends, come on I wanna show you the suite" he says offering his hand I giggled but happily took it and he head me up to the promenade we walked down a little before we ducked into a privet lounge space with plants and windows to over look the outer deck

"This is part of the room?'

"Yeah part of the whole suite" he says leading me into a very impressive room, with its own facilities and bathroom, a sofa, chair, double bed, all so beautiful and shimmery

"This is your room?"

"Yeah, my room. My dad's is thought there but he's gone" he says "sit anywhere you'd like"

I giggled and immediately jumped on the big comfy bed bundling up with the covers he laughed at me but quickly tossed his jacket and jumped in too "your beds very cosy"

"Yeah it is. Even better with you here my little angel" he smiled giving my lips a gentle kiss, we chatted and kissed for a good while even if we often had to go dead quiet if we heard people around incase his father got back

"Why was your father hurting you? Really?"

"He found out about dinner last night. He wasn't happy. But I don't care what he thinks"

"Understandable he wouldn't be too happy about it."

"Trust me my little angel. It was well worth it" he smiled before giving me a little kiss

"Can I ask... about your mother?"

"Course."

"Is she... alive?"

"As far as I know. I haven't seen her for a very long time."

"Why not?"

"... My father had her admitted."

"He did? Why?"

"It's a long story. I haven't seen her since I was little but she's alive as far as I know."

"Would you want to see her?"

"I would. But he won't let me." He says "what about your family?"

"...I don't have any family. Not anymore."

"I see. Would you want a family?'

"Absolutely. I always wanted a big family"

"Me too." He smiled "maybe... we could build a big family together?"

"I'd like that. But this girl in new York"

"I have a plan about that"

"Oh? Enlighten me"

"All in good time" he smiled giving me a kiss

But the second he uttered those words we headed the deck door

"Shit" he said sitting up

"Thomas!" His father yelled

"Oh god, come on we'll sneak out" he whispered "take my hand" I quickly did and he helped me out the bed and we carefully snuck out the suite into the deck as his fathuwent in his own room, so quickly we opened the door scampering quickly before spotted us we couldn't stop giggling the whole way away from the suite

"He's going to kill me. It's almost dinner he was probably coming to drag me to some restaurant"

"Why don't you have dinner down here?"

"That would be okay?'

"Of course come on maybe we'll be able to get Yorkshire's if we're early' I smiled taking his hand and tugging him down to the dinning hall.

[west-tokyo-incidents]

Matsue Misaki woke up.

In a pretty comfy bed.

It's not hers, though.

She sits up rapidly and immediately regrets it, pain lancing through her back as she yells. Her hand flies to her back and she whimpers at feeling the bandages there.

The door opens and someone comes rushing in. She's lowered back down onto the bed.

"Please don't move much. There was broken glass in your back."

It's Kei's voice.

She looks up at him with panic... And just stares. Kei makes a face, a slight flinch.

"It's okay... You're okay, I promise, no one is going to hurt you."

"They're ghouls." She blurts out.

"...Yes." Kei sighs and pulls up a chair, nervously chewing his lip and picking at his fingers.

"Orgullo... And Akira... They're..."

"Yes."

She stared past him. She'd slept with Akira. She'd been alone with them so many times. How many times could they have... And Kei knew???

"You're a Dove, why--"

"Was. I was a Dove." He reminded through nervous stutter.

Her mouth opened and closed again, "Why?"

"...I made a promise to a grieving father and husband. An old friend of mine that I never knew was a ghoul either." He suddenly seemed serious.

"But they--"

"Have no choice." Kei was still anxiously avoiding eye contact, staring at the wall to his left. Picking his nails until they started to bead up blood, "And we torture them for it." He mutters the last bit under his breath, not intending for Aki to hear it.

But she does.

And it makes something in her mind shift. The apology in Orgullo's eyes. The fact that she's alive at all. Saved from a ghoul by another ghoul, two of them.

And they didn't eat her.

"...what do you mean?"

"Huh?" Kei looks up.

"What... What torture...?"

---

Paresse crouched on the balcony, staring down through his mask at the people talking in the large room below. Other Clowns. The more ~important~ ones. Laughing and chatting as they talk back and forth about something or another.

His mask is a full head one, mimicking a jester's cap with a triangular shape over his face. His pants were black and baggy. Little connected him to his mundane life. He wore a garishly colored top that cut off just below his chest, exposing the web of scars along his back; The deep canyons in his flesh that looked more like claw-gashes than surgical precision.

Someone made a comment next to him and he giggled, nodding along. He's excited to see what the Clowns will do about Puck, about Kaneki. Things were about to get very, very interesting.

His eyes narrowed as No Face looked up at them. Or at least angled his most recent mask towards them.

---

Somewhere, fingers gently dried the eyes of a small child as he cried into his father's chest. He's cold. And tired.

And hungry.

His father promises him food soon, but he has to keep quiet.

The father could smell fresh meat nearby. He wanted to go find it, bring it back, but it was likely someone bringing their own kill home. He can't risk leaving the small boy alone if a fight goes bad.

A single, bright orange eye stared at them as the little boy hiccupped and tried to muffle his crying.

They're not feral. They're city ghouls.

"Puck..." A quiet voice whispered behind him, "Even if you take them back, the others won't be happy with it."

Puck's face darkened, but then he shook his head, "They'll be useful."

The Tiger threw the body in his hand towards their hiding spot.

"Eat." He called out, "We've had our fill."

The silence was almost deafening, even the child was silent. For a moment.

A shuffling, and then the father stepped out. He had one arm outstretched towards the hiding place, keeping his son in place.

"What do you want?"

"... just have a few questions, man, let the kid eat. Look at me!" He lifted the stump of his right arm, "I'm not gonna do anything."

The father looked pointedly past him, at the figure behind him. Puck sighed, then looked back.

"Yo, X, go on ahead. I'll be back. No need to spook them."

The short figure cocked its head to one side, then shrugged, heaving the body on its shoulder back to a better position and stalking away, out of sight.

The father moved to stand between the body and Puck, then motioned to the kid, who came out and began eating.

"What's your name?"

"Rage."

"...and the boy's?"

"None of your fucking business."

Puck held his hand up in surrender at the venom, "Gotcha loud and clear, papa bear. You from around here? Me and my friends are new. Hoping to learn the lay of the land. There's lots of us. We've got food and shelter, too. Abandoned spot out by the edges." Puck tilted his head to look at the kid. Odd, their white hair. Mom must've had white hair, too, to pass it on. The kid caught his gaze and froze. He flashed a smile.

"..." He can tell Rage is seriously considering it.

"Look, I can't promise everyone there will like you--like I said, we're not from around here--but there's a shot that, with good information, the others will at least let you stay for a bit."

Rage tilted his head up. It's not a promise. And maybe an uncertain offer was more trustworthy than a solid, too-good-to-be-true promise.

"...if anything, it might be better than eating off the ground for a couple days."

Rage glanced back at the kid, who's face and hands are covered in blood, but still staring fearfully. The kid swallowed and looked at his father.

"... I'll tell you what I know... After you show me this group."

Puck smiled, "That's good to hear! Both of you eat up, I'll keep watch for you."

Rage didn't move, "I'll eat later."

Puck's smile faded a bit, but he shrugged, "On you, pops."

[1n-l0v3-w1th-my-s3lf]

And I love you-

G/n s/o x g/n reader

Warning:suspicion of cheating, angst

Synopsis:your s/o was caught talking to another girl to which you don’t know,she had a fairly flirty persona,you went home crying to the assumption your s/o is cheating on you, when they come home they come home they comfort you-(THIS SYNOPSIS IS TRASH IDK WHY ITS SO BAD-)

A/n:might be trash cause I haven’t wrote in a while and I need some motivation. Enjoy!

Fanfic under cut

On your way too one of your favorite coffee shop(you don’t have to have coffee at a coffee shop), you see your lovely lover, you were going to walk up to them when you saw them with some girl, her hair done,outfit on point, she honestly looked so much more put together than you did(at least you thought), she was batting her eyelashes at your lover, you felt sick,you just grabbed your order and left the shop, scoffed at the sight that was before your eyes. “they better have an explanation by the time they get home-“ you mumbled to yourself, tears on the brink of spilling from your eyes, choked whails stuck in your throat,it really hurt, hurt more than you thought. You got into your car and began to sob, you start the car and drive off, almost crashing at the blurriness in your eyes, a couple scuffs on your car, you pull up into the drive way, pulling a whole tissue box out of the glove-box(if that’s what it’s called,English isn’t my first language) pulling a couple tissues out of the box and wiping your tears, what if this whole time it was right in front of you, they had been cheating, “how stupid-“ you sniffled, you just everything you needed and walked into your shared home. You knew they had been smiling, your lovers cheeks would puff up a bit when they smiled, you knew them like no other, but maybe they didn’t love you, to which they smiled,not only that but they touched their face. Your heart was shattering slowly, it burnt more than a flame. You just got dressed into something comfy, taking of your couple ring and couple bracelet, to which you never took off. You laid in bed scrolling on tiktok, slowly drifting to sleep

S/o pov

While I was at my amazing lover FAVORITE coffee shop, I spotted an old classmate from middle school wave at me, I walked over to them and we began too chat, she told me all about her new job and how this was the closest coffee shop, she what I’m doing in life, I told her how this was my lovers favourite coffee shop, how I’m planning to purpose to them pretty soon, showing her the ring, she was in awe, telling me how lucky my lover must be, I smiled at her. She told me to never leave them and too stay together no matter what. A fly flew onto her face so a flicked away, we talked a bit more before I went to leave for home.

Your pov

The door of our shared bedroom opened, and a figure appeared in the door way, I turn my head in rage and anger, “honey, are you okay?” I don’t answer, “honey please talk to me,I’m sure we can fix this”they crouch down on my side of the bed to face me, I don’t answer again and turn around, before I can the grab my hand and pull me to look at them “what?” I roll my eyes, “did I do something wrong?” I nod, “ what did I do please tell me” are you cheating?-“ “what- I would never do that to you my love, where are you getting this from?” “That girl, you and her were very flirty with each other” “she just an old peer of mine, I swear, I promise you I will never stop loving you, my heart belong too you and only you-“ “then why did you touch her face-“ you sit up while asking “a fly honey, I swear nothing was flirty on my end” tears began falling from your eyes “honey- honey it’s ok, I will never cheat on you my love” they pull you into a hug, carting you bridal style into the kitchen, I bouquet of flower laying on the counter, they sit you on the counter “put me down-“ you say before they cut you off with a kiss, a kiss filled with love, you kiss back furiously, “forgive me please my love” “fine” paired with the flowers was a box of chocolates, and other of your favourite snacks, you don’t want to admit this, but you actually forgive them, as much as you wanted to be angry, you couldn’t stay like that, you loved them as much as they loved you, and little did you know, they would propose to you soon.

AHH I HOPE YOU LIKED THIS, I had writers block so many times but I think this was good, this just came too mind so I wrote it, I hope you liked it though!

[fluffyseal322]

Fri Nov 1

~ My favorite month <3

Oct 31st, halloween.... i didnt plan to do anything but im glad i took this opportunity to do what I wanted and Ive gained experience. Ive made connections, ive processed the info properly. My brain was a wonderful place to be and i enjoyed every journey it took me on.

My halloween celebration started off with...... going trick or treating with my mom and nala. I only wanted to so that I could spend time with my mom and she enjoyed it. Even though nala kept pulling her and it was scaring me. I woke up with a headache but after I went back home after all that, it got super worse.. Along with the tight wig and itchy costume T-T.... I could not think. I didnt know what i need or what i was doing i just thought about, "ugh i need to get away... idk wat from but i NEED to get away." and so i did... with no thought. So fast forward past the back and fourth, repetitive actions from my headache and ADHD, i finally came to my senses and i ended up at leaderboard. I sat there, backed turned to a line of pinball machines, my face against the dark window. And i waited ...... i waited until my friend that i have never mentioned before, Emily, came to leaderboard. I watched the guy though the reflection of the dark see though glass. I only saw most of his silhouette and i knew he was going to try to talk to me. If i could replay it in my head it would look like a Sim visually thinking. I dont remember what he said but i ended up learning how to play pinball and actually finding it fun for a little bit... and then it became too easy. i got bored. I introduced him to some games that I liked and he paid for one of my games. Im grateful for his act of kindness, it really took me out of a negative tired mood after i had a bad couple of instances before then.

Fast forward.... 3 new people showed up, other than me, Emi, and Xavi. We all planned to go to an abandoned building.... How eventful my night has become ever since.... i smoked a little.. a little as in one small puff from a SKINNY joint. it did help with my fears and anxiety. I could have calmed myself by myself with no helpful drugs but it just made it easier for me. along with calming music. i wouldnt know what id do without my headphones that night. Jimmy.... hes probably the main one in todays writing session. everyone else left the room that i was in and found a spot to sit in a little corner next to a small window. it was a nice little spot. but i found comfort in the area with multiple open windows. it was like a small part of a castle with all the windows open. jimmy spotted me and decided to make small talk with me... he leaned against the window i leaned up against. and he touched my arm. it was nice, but then i remembered how men really think. so i scootched away. i wish i could be comfy with men but unfortunatly from my previous experiences, ive learned that you can never be too safe in the beginning, unless ur aware and open to "it" (it being the gross things that run through a man's mind) and their masculine instincts. if you dont with that person then its okay to leave your guard down. but anyways, after a couple minutes of small talk with jimmy. he asked me "what's your story?" i was surprised. he surprised me twice that night. first being the first thing he says when he saw me was "youre short" lol. but i made him answer his story first because i was genuinly curious. he had a speech impairment so im curious if that influenced his life greatly. ive come to an educated conclusion that is impairment came from his life decisions. the introduction to Fent. I'd like to say, he was both really drunk and really high. i can trust a person when theyre high but when theyre drunk, i dont trust a conversation at times. but this one seemed genuine.

... later he asked me to join the group, i didnt want to but he insisted so i went with him and he made sure wherever i was walking was safe. how kind his soul is. i can tell he was very open to ideas and experiences and he's open to learning. i admire that about humans. i watched the group interact with one another, it made me happy. theyre just humans, like me, enjoying connection in which i feel like i cant make much of a connection with them. they know so much about societal things, like whats up to date, whats trending, they know basic entertainment. i dont. i dont know how to conversate when it comes to topics like that. thats usually how it is, im used to it, i dont mind. it just makes the conversations i am able to have with people more passionate for me. but i walked away for a bit, i wanted to have a look around. what are things that i notice in the area. what history and clues can i get at just by observing the surroundings that strangers left before us.

I noticed the writings, i didnt get much info from it but it was nice to know what they were thinking in that moment. i noticed a bunch of trash in one spot. someone homeless mustve liked to chill here often. then i noticed a bag hanging on something. it was full of trash, but it was clear. i observed it. i wanted to know how long it's sat here but i assumed not very long. if someone likes to sit here i'd guess they'd change their trash every now and then... but then again, these are homeless people we talk about. im not sure how theyre way of living is like so its quite hard to say. i stopped observing and i went back to my comfort spot. i wondered what really happens at night. i hear people singing? communicating, perhaps? im not sure but i closed my eyes and i tried to listen. i saw few homeless people walking back and fourth past the building. 2 people spotted me through the window.... and thats when i noticed one person came from behind the building and walked past the gates, into the property. ---- oh, i'd like to mention i made up a whole plan in my head in case of any danger. the safest possible plan i could think of. i was ready. Then began the fun. it was like a movie. a horror movie. we didnt know all the possibilities of what could happen but we could guess a few. I noticed the panic in everyone, even mine. as cool as i looked as im observing everyones behavior, i heard my heart beating hard in the midst of all of it. One guy, i dont know his name, he stared at the downstairs entrance, rocking back and fourth, one feet behind, one feet in front, like he was ready to charge. I asked him something along the lines of "why are you so scared, its one guy and he could be friendly" i assured him it wasnt a cop and we both agreed that it was someone homeless. he told me "homeless people can be dangerous, they can attack at any moment." i asked him "have you been in a situation like that?" he responed with "ive been in many situations." and that concluded our conversation of the night. almost. i then observed the rest of the group. they decided to start down the stairs. "The guy with the knife in the front." one said. the guy with the light right behind him. i was the observer. i stayed in the back. in case anything didnt go to plan as a group, i wouldve went to my plan B alone. As they got further down the stairs and i lost vision of them, i hurriedly followed them in case the homeless man couldve been silently hiding in corner, if he wanted to attack me, he could, since im the one alone, and im a girl. I didnt want to be the one caught because i was too far behind. Jimmy noticed me and waited for me. How kind he was. Attention is the purest form of generosity they say.. it made me happy but i also had priorities to keep the both of us safe, i kept moving past him and now he was the one catching up. "IF WE SEE YOU, YOUR GETTING JUMPED." one of the guys called out. "idiots... theyre idiots." i whispered to jimmy behind me. I caught up to the group... the front paused and told everyone to be quiet. "Why is the door open" one said. "Is someone there?" our front said. Shuffling. thats all we heard... no response. and we all backed up into a room. in case it was a dead end, i went to the side that goes up the stairs and back to square one. my plan B. same voice who yelled out the threat earlier, "I found an escape!" i heard a few moments later. i walked towards the group, one said to the other, "you have to jump though." JUMP?! i thought in my head. i feared jumping and remembering how high up i was in the building didnt help. i looked down, it wasnt that bad, but still... someone better catch me. T_T Emily :3 it was emily again! i havnt seen her in so long it feels like but shes always there to care for me. she has such a caring heart and she's instictually thinking for others. She's like me. but she has her selfish tendencies when it comes to her "person." Just like me. Thats why i love her but i know i could never be too close to her. As reliable as she is, she can be unexpectedly unreliable. Unreliable because...

(continued below)

[kiwanopie]

New Recruit!

Crime Au!Sakusa Kiyoomi x fem!Reader

short drabble because I’ve been on a mini crime au brainrot

cw: fluff. minor character death, misogyny (not by Kiyoomi) references to a criminal organization, a little gore, a lot of Kiyoomi being whipped beyond comprehension

wc: 1.5k

You just showed up one day.

Granted, the boss’s behavior had been a little weird for a while. Less picky about the little things, less prone to administering punishment over something small. He’d take his lunch breaks out of his office now more often than not, which in itself was its own brand of odd. But coming back an hour later with his hair disheveled and his cuffs tucked up his sleeve, a few odd bruises hidden on his collarbone; that was just uncanny. Nobody could really comprehend a mean stickler like him getting a girlfriend.

But then one day, Atsumu trudging himself to his boss’s office with a sigh - Eyebrows already cinched by the stress that should come at telling his less than congenial boss that his team has been crunching the numbers, and it looks like they might be dealing with a mole. Already out of patience for the lecture he’s about to suffer through, before going through the wearisome task of rounding up all the workers, and then sitting through the world’s most boring execution. He can already hear Kiyoomi’s irritated sigh. And if this were any regular job he just might say he's been due some vacation time.

Atsumu runs an exasperated hand through his blonde hair. “Aye boss, you-“

There’s a girl sitting on his lap.

A pretty thing too. Soft pretty doe eyes, softer satin skin, cute little dress that rides up your thighs as you sit on his boss’s lap and fuck if you don’t look squeezable. Just getting a glance at you from his spot at the door has him turning pink. He barely even realizes he’s staring. - Where the fuck did he pick you up from?

“Uh… Sorry,” Atsumu clears his throat. “I can come back later if yer busy.”

You tilt your head as the hand comfied on your back scoots lower with a quiet hiss, Kiyoomi makes an effort to keep you comfortable by hooking his hand over your hip. “It’s fine. What’s the issue?”

Atsumu’s stare flickers between you both. “The-… Adrian and the boys downstairs have been summin’ up our contract to success ratio over the past couple months and uh, it looks like we might be dealin’ with a mole.”

Kiyoomi expectedly doesn’t look very pleased at something like that but it’s a far cry from his usual scowl and tirade combo. More of a… frustrated grimace? Annoyed more than anything else. “Do they have any idea who it could be?”

“We got it down to Sugar, Ayame, Ren, and Susumu. Since they’ve been the only ones who can’t be accounted for durin’ some bumps in the day.”

Kiyoomi nods slowly. “Okay…”

Atsumu watches you lean for one of the luxury pens in his pencil holder. Last time he reached for one those the bastard flicked him hard on the knuckles. But you study the carefully cashmered casing without so much as glancing up for a response.

Kiyoomi pulls at the bottom of it until the cap releases with a small click, reaching for a notepad on his desk to jot down a few quick numbers. “Yeah, okay… Kill them all then.”

“Wha- You sure?”

“Let’s not risk it.” He says. Like it always could have been that easy. “We’ll send a few flowers to their families, say they died on a contract. If the mole’s people are smart they’ll know it’s a lie. Then it’s up to them to make their move.”

Wha- So this guy can pick and choose when to be difficult?! “O.K.! I’ll get that handled for ya then.”

“Lock the door on your way out.”

He bows as he turns for the door again, twisting the lock before closing it carefully.

And then he’s blowing out a disbelieving raspberry.

It doesn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out this guy is head over heels for whoever the hell this chick is. Kiyoomi’s not exactly a sociable guy, or a… particularly affable guy either, so seeing him start to go so out of his way to make sure someone’s happy feels like stepping into the twilight zone. He hasn’t completely changed, don’t get him wrong. Just cause he’s laying down a path of roses for his sweetheart doesn’t mean the bed of eggshells the rest of the guys have to stumble on gets any less sharper. The guy started enforcing a whole rule against loud sudden noises just cause they startle his princess whenever you drop by. No fights - at least, not without the threat of mutilation should they start one when you’re around. No overtly coarse language, no gun play near his office, if you gotta kill a package do it where you won’t hear it scream, and under no - No circumstances do you touch or even stare too long at the missus.

“Or what?” Kaio snorts. “With all the bullshit he’s making us do for this chick, I could at least expect some eye service?”

Atsumu scoffs as Hinata winces. “Yeahh… You probably shouldn’t say something like that out loud.”

Kaio snorts. “Why? Cause she’ll hear? She walks around in those skimpy little dresses and I can’t even look? Feels like a buncha work with no pay off. Least tell us where you found the slut. Whatever she’s got has to be pretty fuckin’ good if he’s already this whipped.”

Atsumu glances at Bokuto who snorts into his coffee cup. Reacting more to the way his coworker wearily shakes his head than the guy talking himself into an early grave.

He licks his lips before commenting. “You’re pretty stupid, Katsuro.”

“Says the guy who shot himself in the ass playing poker. Twice.”

Kaio grimaces before sitting back in his seat, looking on at his fellow high ranking coworkers as they avoid his place in the room. “What? Am I wrong? The broad’s turned this place into a daycare center. First no yelling, then no fighting - hell, give it a few months and she’ll tell the bastard that we can’t kill anymore-“

Click!

The cold metal against the back of his head sends shivers down his spine.

Kiyoomi affirms flatly. “She wouldn’t do that. ‘Wouldn’t be able to keep business booming like it is.”

“B-Boss-“

“The pay off is that by doing what I say, you get to live another day. A worthless piece of shit like you can comprehend something like that, right?”

“Ye-Yes, sir.” Kaio swallows. “Look I didn’t mean anything by-“

Kiyoomi presses the barrel a little firmer against his head, enough to make him flinch. “Don’t go back on your word, Katsuro. You said what you said and you meant it. - At least, say you died for a reason.”

Atsumu has to cough into his shoulder to keep himself from outright laughing at the way Kaio all but turns blue. “Sakusa-san-“

“I shouldn’t have to say how dumb it was to speak out of your ass about my fiancé, especially on my soil. - Eating my food, and wearing my clothes, and breathing breaths that I gave you. The money in your pocket, the bed you sleep in at night, every fucking thing you have is because of me. Can you understand that?”

“Yes, of course, sir.”

“That makes you my property?”

“Y-Yes.”

Kiyoomi exhales out of his nose. Tall broad frame casting a shadow over the man as he all but towers behind him. “What do you suppose I do when my property - one of my things starts to behave defectively? I don’t need something that doesn’t work anymore, do I?”

“Please, Sakusa-san-“

“A gunshot makes a pretty loud noise,” Kiyoomi squares his feet. “Aren’t we lucky she didn’t show up today.”

“I’m-“

The barrage of blood stains Hinata’s suit jacket.

Kiyoomi scowls at the mess before him as he backs away from the sodden chair, brain matter already soaked into his button up and turning cold in the breeze of the AC. The waste of a good bullet makes him kiss his teeth, but blowing his cool like that makes him frown altogether. He’s been trying to work on his temper. If you were here, he knows you’d be disappointed, and he can’t afford to blow his top in front of you should something like this happen when you’re around.

He sighs as he flicks the safety with his thumb. Piece of shit like that wouldn’t know the word compromise if it blew his skull in. He opens his mouth to tell one of them to call for clean up.

Before Bokuto’s blowing out his eardrums. “Oh my god! You got engaged?!! Congratulations!!”

Kiyoomi freezes.

“…Thank you.”

“Hell yeah, Omi,” Atsumu reaches for his brandy. It’s 10am. “Congrats! Happy to see an old firecracker like you get tied down.”

“Shut up.”

“Oh! When’s the wedding?! Do you have a date or anything set yet?”

“I’m hoping this winter,” Kiyoomi exhales. “Spring at the latest but I’m not worried about expenses. Just what it’ll take to fly her family out this way.”

“Do any of them speak Japanese?” Atsumu asks.

Kiyoomi’s sighing again. “No.”

He narrows his eyes as his number two snorts.

Hinata clears his throat. “Does anybody have a towelette?”

“Uh - Yeah,” Kiyoomi bashfully reholsters his pistol. “Sorry about that.”

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