#like he lets the others have time with eachother and he doesn’t push back whenever one of them interrupts some one on one time

[potato-lord-but-not]

I offer to you the ship of Roland Cummings, Delphine Cummings, and Charlie Dowd that has been absolutely rotting my brain and is ripe for Charlie angst. I talk about them a bit here in which I discuss multiple Charlie ships but I must spread the propaganda of them o7

Ohhhhhh despite not really being Roland/Noel girlie I can indeed see the appeal 👀

[m4y4wasnthere]

sodapop dating hcs ✮

warnings:

a/n: i forgot to write suggestives for this one but if its wanted I can write a separate hc list for it 🤍

id like to think you guys were friends before he dropped out in highschool and you stumbled upon him at the DX after not seeing him in awhile

reunion was definitely more romantic than platonic, but the only ones who didnt see that were you two

you met him while he was with Sandy, you guys were okay friends, she was a nice girl

you developed a crush on him over time but always pushed it away and helped his relationship

he came to you trying not to cry (he failed) when they officially broke up and how she wasnt ever coming back

you held him in your arms whenever he needed it

it hurt knowing how much he was hurting, it also hurt to know you were there and he wasnt noticing you. but regardless you pushed everything aside for him to be happy

a few months after, he was back to semi-normal

he didnt flirt with girls as often, he was hesitant with interactions but never with you

the gang always saw your obvious crush on him and tried to have push you to talk to him for awhile

they tried convincing you that Soda felt the same but you always doubted it, saying it was just him being friendly

until one day dally was non stop flirting with you and soda couldn’t take it anymore

“C’mon doll, give me a chance.. I won’t do anything you don’t already know me for” Dallas had his arm on the doorway while looking down talking to you.

You were blushing, not because its Dallas, just because of how embarrassing the situation was.

“Dal, you know I don’t see you like that.” You crossed your arms. Dallas places his hand on your hip and tries to bring you closer.

“Let me change your mind baby, I’m sure you’ll like it.” You were about to tell him off before Sodapop pushed Dallas away from you.

“Leave her alone Dal. She doesn’t want your attention.” He stepped infront of you, protecting you from him.

“C’mon man, I was just trying to have some fun.” Dallas murmured curses after he lit a cigarette and walked out the house. “She doesnt need your kind of attention anyways Dal.”

He turned back to you, his expression unreadable. “I’m sorry y/n, I don’t know why I didn’t stop him sooner, I should’ve done something”

“Soda its alright, Its Dallas anyways.” You shyly smiled up at him.

“No you dont get it, I-“ He kept stumbling over his words before he pulled you to an embrace. “I hate seeing guys all over you like that. You don’t deserve that.”

“Sodapop.. I’m okay I swear. There’s not a lot to do-“ Before you could finish he interrupted you.

“I like you Y/n. I hate seeing Dallas all over you because I like you.”

you guys are so gushy with eachother, its disgusting (in a good way)

Darry really likes how kind you are, you always offer to help him make dinner, soda likes sitting at the dining table or just hanging out on a wall in the kitchen and talk to you guys while you cook. (He would burn the house down.)

He loves rambling to you about cars, he knows that you have no clue in what hes talking about but he just likes the fact you actually listen to him

Loves to show off his muscles when he gets to work on a car at the DX while you’re there, purposely does all the work himself instead of him and Steve doing it together

He lets girls gawk over him, but he always talks about you so it gets a bit awkward for them..

“Soda you know you’re really hot right? “Oh Soda look at my new nails!!” “Soda do you think I could get your number?”

“Have guys met my girlfriend Y/n? Shes so pretty… She might as well be a goddess, I love her so much. We had a date the other day and …”

The girls: 🧍‍♀️🧍‍♀️🧍‍♀️

Hes protective over you, but not in the same posessive type of way Dallas is

He knows you love him and trust you, so he won’t do anything unless the other person is SUPPERR into you/gets aggressive

Usually hes nice about it, says stuff like “Hey thats my girl man, can you chill out?” “Shes taken by me man -insert goofy smile-“

[savethevamps]

Topmew: Our Favorite Lovebirds

Disclaimer: Please don’t come making backhanded comments about their relationship. If you wanna discuss them that’s fine, but it’s no reason to post blatant hate, or negativity disguised as compliments.

Topmew are the cutest couple guys, no really they are! They’re the definition of lovebirds and everyone needs to see them in action, so here’s a post just for that. This is also known as: Top and Mew sitting in a tree k-i-s-s-i-n-g…

1. Their flirting. No one does cute, annoying flirting like Top and Mew! Oh you’re out to eat with them? Get ready to feel like the loneliness third wheel while these two burn a hole into eachother and get so close, you wonder if you’re intruding on something. (You are btw, never go out with them alone)

2. Their teasing. No their flirting and teasing are not the same, if you end up in a room with them and they start teasing eachother, it’s time to run for cover. These two don’t hold back, it’s always so charged between them! Who is in control? We don’t know okay? All we know is it’s cute, it’s gross, we need to leave the room before we start seeing bare skin. I mean we would love to see it but these two don’t share so…

3. Alright I know what everyone has been waiting for, yes their dates! We can all agree that Top is the #1 Boyfriend for all these dates he came up with like, wow man he really made a lot of people side eye their partner (I sure side eyed my exes). I can’t believe he was going all out like this and people still called him a player, this guy is a big lover boy!

4. Their touches are always soft, they treat eachother so gently and with so much care. Their hands are always connected to some part of the other person’s body, and it’s always gentle, tender, soft, soft, soft! They treat each other’s body with care and respect, oh they’re so cute it’s disgusting

5. They’re so enthusiastic about eachother. If one is talking, the other is on the edge of their seat listening and ready to learn more. They will fully turn their body away from everyone else just to make sure they don’t miss out on the words falling from the other’s lips. I mean they’re just eager to know about eachother it’s so, say it with me now, cute

6. The respect they have for eachother needs to be mentioned. Listen, they will never try to force the other to change no matter what! They wish the best for each other but they’ll never push, they’ll stand aside and allow the other to make their own decisions, and still love them regardless. To them, it doesn’t matter what the other does as long as they continue to be happy and healthy; we love that for them truly

7. The way they admire eachother. Now listen, we know they’re attracted to eachother we’re not fools, we can see. But the admiration in their eyes when they see the other doing something, or again when the other person is talking? Yes, that’s the good stuff right there. They admire the other as a person and of course they find each other attractive but man, those eyes get sparkly when they catch eachother doing something they love

8. They do whatever they can to make the other’s life easier. Oh you can’t sleep because of trauma? Let me lay down with you silly boy. Some asshole bumped you with their bike and broke your glasses? Well I would go after them but you said no, so let me tape them up rather poorly. Whatever they can do to help, they’ll do it! They just want their lover to have an easy day, no matter what

9. All they need is to be around each other. It doesn’t matter what they’re doing, they don’t have to talk; as long as they’re in each other’s company, they’re happy little campers. They get so giggly about it too, cmon guys it’s people watching you! They’re so comfortable in the other’s presence, they can relax as much as they like and let their guards down for once

10. Speaking of being giggly, whenever they’re together they’re smiling! What’s so funny guys? We would like to know the joke too, but of course we wouldn’t get it cause it’s not a word, or a look; it’s just pure love. They just find happiness in everything the other does so it breaks across their faces and rises out of their lungs until they’re laughing and ticking the other to make them laugh too! I’m telling you, they can’t help themselves guys, they’re lucky they’re so cute or I would call them losers

Anyway guys, that’s Topmew for you! These boys are in love and so cute it hurts. They just ooze love. No matter what way you flip it or reverse it, these two are in love. They say it with their eyes, their actions, and of course their mouths. They go the extra mile together, expecting absolutely nothing in return and it’s all because they’re in love. It really just pours out of them yknow?

[fernandopiastri28]

When is the next Anyone but webber I want to make sure I don’t miss it

tags: f2 alpine oscar x mark webber's daughter

warnings: daddy issues, poor father-daughter relationship, jealousy

Anyone but webber - Oscar Piastri

Rule 4: When you find something real, don’t let doubt be the thing that destroys it.

The next hours are spent staring at the ceiling, her body stretched out across her bed. Her music is as low is it can be, the speaker of her phone positioned directly next to her ear so not a single other soul can hear it. Even if her dad or Oscar pressed their ear up against the door right now, they wouldn’t hear a thing at all.

She should just find something to distract herself instead of just wallowing in self pity. She could invite over another boy, someone to get her mind off Oscar and possibly get him jealous in the process. She’s pretty sure she’s had a few of the other prema drivers contact her once or twice- Paul Aron from memory.

It really wasn’t a bad thing that she’d fallen for an F2 driver to be fair. She could date pretty much any of them and it wouldn’t be a huge deal. It’s just because Oscar is managed by her father that it’s an awful situation. Take Mark out of the situation, and her and Oscar would be perfect together.

Yet, while he’s sitting downstairs, likely still at her dinner table using her family’s cutlery, she’s lying in bed and purposefully ignoring him. 

She’s had a lot of time to just think. She’s wondered if one of the reasons that she likes Oscar so much, that she feels so painfully drawn to him, is because she knows she can’t have him. That thought gnaws at her, twisting her feelings into something somehow even more difficult to comprehend. The way she feels about Oscar is difficult enough as it is without having to add any more ‘if’s, ‘and’s, or ‘but’s. 

But she still can’t stop considering the thought of maybe. Maybe it's the thrill of the forbidden, the allure of what’s just out of reach that makes her heart race whenever she thinks about Oscar. It’s not like she ever thought she could actually have Oscar- it was sort of out of spite, something she could hold over her dad’s head if Oscar did ever end up liking her back.

She’d have the priority over her dad from the one person he wanted it from, Oscar.

Maybe she wanted to prove a point, maybe she wanted to have something that made her dad feel something towards her besides disappointment or complete indifference. He’d be jealous, he’d want to get closer to her just to be around Oscar even more.

She’d atleast get the feeling of her dad’s interest in her, even if it was fake and directed towards someone else, because atleast she’d get it for once. 

A soft knock on her door erupts her from her wallowing state. She turns her music off, half sitting up as she leans on her palms behind her. “Can I come in?” It’s Oscar, not her dad, and she’s not sure if she’s even happy it is him. 

There’s a moment where she considers not responding and just waiting for him to give up and leave. But she just wants to see him so bad, have his cologne so up in her face again, feel the warmth of his body just from being a few inches from him.

An ache forms in her chest at the thought of pushing Oscar fully out of her life, as only getting to see him and experience him in the context as her dad’s employee and not something more, as whatever they are too eachother right now that definitely isn’t just being friends. and before she’s even realised it, she murmurs a “Yeah,”

The door opens with a soft creak and Oscar steps in, closing it behind him with a careful deliberateness as to not make a noise. He doesn’t want her dad figuring out he’s up in her room. 

Fair enough.

She watches him closely, her eyes tracing the lines of his face, the clenched set of his jaw, the messed up scruff of his hair. He looks back at her for what feels like forever, both of them waiting for the other to say something first. In all fairness, Oscar should speak first- he obviously came up here for a reason.

He finally caves first, standing with his hands in his pockets and his tongue prodding the inside of his cheek, “You went up before dessert was ready,” Is all he says.

They never have dessert after dinner. This is clearly just yet another one of the things her dad is doing to impress and charm Oscar. She shrugs weakly, sitting up fully and crossing her legs, “Wasn’t hungry,”

Based on the way he looks at her, she can tell he knows she’s lying. His gaze is heavy, like he’s trying to see through her, trying to dissect her thoughts and get into her mind. She’s not used to that kind of attentiveness from someone- someone who genuinely cares about how she actually feels, rather than just accepting an obvious lie that makes them feel better.

For a moment, it seems like he’s going to say something more, something important. She pats on the edge of her bed, and he sits down, his body only half facing her. “I’m sorry,” Her eyes drop to the pattern of her bedding, “About- about your dad,” 

There doesn’t seem like there’s a nice way to word that, ‘I’m sorry your dad clearly doesn’t like you that much and definitely prefers me over you.’ That would be fucking harsh. Despite the fact that it does little to make her feel better, she appreciates the sentiment.

She doesn’t know what he’s apologizing for- ignoring her after their kiss, the way he’s become such an integral part of her father’s life, or maybe for everything. She definitely plays a part in the distance that’s grown between them, but she can’t help but blame Oscar more than she blames herself

It’s easy to blame Oscar- stupidly flawless, golden boy, Oscar. Maybe he’s sorry for all of it. “Why are you here, Oscar?” Her hands rest in her lap, disgustingly sweaty and clammy. She hates how nervous he makes her.

Oscar looks down at his hands, as though he’s searching for the right answer in the creases of his palms. She remembers the feeling of those hands on her own, calloused and tough skinned. “I wanted to check on you,” He scrunches his eyebrows for a second as he looks back up at her, almost like he’s in pain. “I care about you, you know?”

She doesn’t know if she know that, actually. Sometimes, it’s hard to accept love and care when you’ve never really experienced it before. She doesn’t know how she’s supposed to reply. Does she say she cares about him too? That she loves him?

“Thanks,” She moves into sitting with her knees tucked up to her chest, changing position yet again. She can’t stay still when it feels like her skin is on fire just from being near him. “How’d you manage to get up here without telling my dad?”

“He’s in his office going over my performance files, he’ll be busy for an hour or so” He gives her a faint smile, almost like it’s the ghost of one. “Are, are we all good?” His eyebrows string together, creases forming inbetween them. Her lips twist to the side, uncomfortable with the question. It’s not a deeply loaded question on the surface, but, if she answers it truly with how she feels about everything involving her dad and both of their relationships with him- it’ll be a lot heavier than she wants to reveal to Oscar.

“I think it’s just an awkward situation,” She tucks a lock of her hair behind her ear, scratching the nape of her neck. She trails off, unsure of how to continue without making things worse. This is all painfully awkward as it is, she really doesn’t need to add more fuel to the raging fire of discomfort by continuing to talk.

“Awkward,” he repeats quietly, like he’s testing the word out. “Yeah, I guess that’s one way to put it.” 

They both laugh at that, breathy and short contained laughs, like neither of them should think it’s funny- yet they do. 

“I guess it’s complicated,” She shrugs, stretching her legs out slightly. Her feet hit Oscar’s thigh, and neither of them tense up or intentionally move, so they both stay like that- barely touching. “You know, with my dad and you, and him being your manager, and,” She trails off, letting him infer what she means.

“I know.” His voice is soft, almost tender, and it makes her heart ache even more. His eyes are soft and warm as he looks up at her, his body leaning slightly towards her. “I want to make it less complicated, if I can, ‘cause I really like you,” The orange warmth of her bedside lamp casts a sunset like hue over his features and he looks like a painting.

She’s changed her mind, this time she wants nothing more than to kiss him- last time doesn’t even compare to how badly she needs it now. 

She wants to believe that there is a way to make this easier, to not care so much about the influence of others on how they feel about one another, but that seems impossible. “Do you genuinely want to?” Oscar doesn’t seem like the type to lie, but she does worry that she’ll commit to going fully in with him and then he’ll change his mind about just how much he wants her and how willing he is to be so painfully calculated as to not slip up around her dad, and she’ll be the one left struggling and hurt if he does give up on her.

Oscar looks at her with a sincerity that makes her breath catch in her throat. “I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t,” He looks at her slightly desperately, like he quite literally needs her to say she wants this to work as much as he does.

Her tongue pokes out to wet her dry lips and his eyes follow the motion intently, “I’m scared,” She murmurs, “What if-,” She meets his eyes, his already on her’s. “What happens if my dad doesn’t approve? What if he doesn’t want to manage you anymore because of this?”

Realistically, it feels more likely he’d try to disown her before he ever considered giving up managing Oscar, but that’s just another thing she doesn’t want to admit to him. “I’m scared too,” He gives her a slight smile, a hopeful one. 

It hadn’t really occurred to her that Oscar would be scared of anything. He seemed fearless on track, holding his head high and pushing on even in the most dangerous of situations, even when he would slam into a wall or collide with someone else. Nothing seemed to phase him, so there was a certain comfort knowing he was likely as stressed and anxious as she was about this. “But I want to make this work- a lot,” 

She chews her bottom lip, an even though she wishes she was, she still just isn’t fully convinced. A tear dribbles down her cheek and before she can even process what’s happening to wipe it away, Oscar reaches out a hand and pushes his thumb along it, wiping her face dry.

She swallows hard trying to gather herself  as Oscar’s thumb lingers on her cheek. Everything about Oscar is so warm- his touch, his eyes, his smile, his kindness. He shows her warmth where her father has only ever showed her the cold. She’s never been this vulnerable with anyone before, and it terrifies her how much she’s starting to rely on him for comfort.

“I want to believe you,” she whispers, her voice trembling slightly. “I really do,” Oscar smiles, his smile lines deepen and the creases of his nose occur that usually only come out when he’s laughing. but it’s just—” She pauses, searching for the right words. “It’s hard to trust that this will work out. My dad’s always been so controlling, and if he found out about us,” Her voice trails off again, and she’s starting to see she has a problem with finishing facing the things that make her uncomfortable.

Oscar’s hand moves to cradle her face, “We can figure it out together,” he says softly. “I don’t care what your dad thinks, not if it means I can’t be with you.” His eyes look sort of unfocused, like he’s trying to focus on every single bit of her face all at once.

Her forehead rests against his, her hand resting lightly on his thigh. She barely feels like she’s even made the attempt to move forward-  more like they’ve just been pulled together like magnets. “But what if it all falls apart?” Her voice is breathy, “What if we’re not strong enough to handle it?”

Oscar’s gaze softens, his nose nudges against her’s. “Then we’ll deal with it when it happens. But I’m not going to give up on us before we even start, and I don’t think you should either.” She can feel the ghost of his lips on her’s, so close once again like they’d been that night.

His words are heavy with sincerity, and for the first time, she feels the weight of genuine love resting on her, so close and real that she can touch it. Her other hand moves to rest on the nape of his neck. “Okay,” she breathes out, the word slipping past her lips before she can overthink it. “Okay, we’ll try.”

It’s pretty obvious where this is gonna go. Oscar tilts his head backwards, pushing his lips against her’s. Her tongue drags along the seam of his lips, looking for more contact with him. He allows her permission, parting his lips and letting her tongue slide into his mouth. 

One of his hands stays cupping her cheek, the other rests on her hip, holding her close. He tastes of vanilla icecream, slightly chocolatey too. “Was dessert ice cream and brownies?” She pulls back just to ask that, her hand shifting up to card through his hair. 

There’s a tired and satisfied grin on his face as he looks at her, his eyes dazed, “You stopped kissing me to ask that? Really?” He sounds far from annoyed, he just finds it funny.

“Yeah,” She kisses him again, her hands tugging on his close cropped hair. She wonders what it’ll be like it he ever allows his hair to grow out longer, how good it would feel between her fingers. “So, was it?”

He nods, moving to kissing along her jawline, “Mmm,” He hums, blissfully out of it. His thumb drags along the side of her jaw that he isn’t kissing, “It was really good too, that’s why I was concerned that you didn’t stay for it,”

Even with Oscar’s body pressed up against her’s, he still somehow doesn’t feel close enough. She wants him inside of her, but it’s too soon for that- she wants months of build up before they reach that point. “Thanks for being here,” Her voice comes out almost dreamlike, far from her ears. 

He doesn’t say a thing, just smiles and kisses her again for what feels like hours, but is just until he needs to head back downstairs for her dad to be done with his file checking. He cradles her face just before he heads off, “Have a good sleep,” He murmurs, kissing her forehead.

She’s not sad to see him go, she feels just overwhelmingly content. She falls back against her mattress, back in that position she’d been an hour ago, her phone next to her ear, her limbs stretched out in every direction. It all feels right.

last chapter, next chapter

this chapter is kinda sad :( but definitely some progress and oscar just being perfect as always. new photo too what do we think?? i loveee that photo of oscar and lily sm.

also, once again- so sorry this took so long!

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[darling-im-wonderstruck]

okay now THIS !?!?!? yes why don’t you just rip my heart out and put it back together like it was nothing… (all my thoughts and reactions under the cut :) )

Peter had one rule, let him know you're safe. Always. Even when you’re mad at eachother, even at your most ugly, you’d let him know you’re okay. It was Peter’s one true rule, the other things he liked and he preferred you’d do, but this was his number one thing.

this is so sweet :( like i can just imagine reader updating him throughout the day and peter smiling at all the little updates she sends !!!!!! also whenever they’re angry, reader would still update him but in the most cold and dry way until they both couldn’t handle being like that to each other anymore didnkskfkfld

It’s almost like you knew it’s pissing him off, you’ve never dug this deeply into a wound. You knew it would get under his skin in the right places, it was something that either of you didn’t play with. It was too serious for Peter, and knowing you were most likely safe and just doing this to try and get even with him made him furious. Because he can’t prove it. And because he can’t all he could think about how not okay you might be.

THIS PART. YOU’RE WRITING ?!?!?!?!?!! HELLO ?!?!?!??!!?

Peter’s never once gotten loud with you, he’s never once felt enough rage towards you he could ever buck up enough energy to yell at you. But all he wanted to do was scream about how inconsiderate you were. He understands he may have started it, he even tried to apologize but you must’ve had this in your heart for a minute because you couldn’t wait to bulldoze him. 

holy SHIT this fucking hurts cause you know peter is never the type to be loud in arguments, he’s definitely more of a listener and fixer in arguments. like okay, you don’t like that i do this ? ill fix it. you’re unhappy when i act like this ? ill stop it. and knowing that it would truly need to be Something so incredibly bad for him that he’s loud and feels the need to scream makes my heart break :(

‘I’m always picked last! I understand who you are, Peter, who you share a life with, trust me, if anyone here knows best about understanding, it’s fucking me, but that doesn’t mean I’m always the last priority. I know sometimes I have to be on the backburner, and guess what, Peter? I fucking understand. But, tonight? What stopped you? Because it’s not like there’s a domestic attack on the city, so tell me, what was so fucking important tonight I was shot to the bottom of the list for it?’ 

im okay *proceeds to burst into tears*

‘Don’t, don’t you even dare go there. You know that’s a low blow.’

oh my GOD. reader (or me, basically) looks like this is something that i’ve been holding in for a LONG time given that i know which buttons to push and i know what’ll cause pure rage

Maybe you were right, maybe he just sucked at prioritizing you now. He doesn’t know when he became this way. He just feels so responsible, he got a great gift and it’s only right he shares it. He just hasn’t figured out how to share Peter with you and Spider-Man with the world yet. Both people need him at the same time. 

okay i know i shouldn’t be feeling bad for peter right now but i truly cant help it ???? the emotions this is evoking in me right now are beyond indescribable

“I’m sure she’s really sorry, and she knows whatever she said hit a soft spot. It seems like your job comes with some downsides, and maybe she kept it all bottled up until she couldn’t anymore, because how do you tell a superhero you want their attention more than a city needs protection?” 

oh god no one talk to me im in a vulnerable state and i am a fragile package

“We figure it out. We’ll go home and look at our schedules and work around it, and have a set day where it’s only us. Twice a month we’ll have a standing date, attendance mandatory. The police scanner gets turned off unless it’s a slow night, and from now on, unless it’s a domestic attack, nothing comes before you.” 

oh. oh how i love him. hes so precious and lovely and i Want him so bad !!! like i said, he’s 100% a fixer and listener :(

+ just wanted to add how much adoration i have for this fic and your writing in general !!! it’s amazing to come across such talent and im so glad you’re sharing your work with us who are just absolute Simps ™️ for peter <3

hi babeeee!!! idk if this is how requests work bc i never request fics but i was wondering if u could do something super duper angsty, like really angsty, and then hurt comfort with a fluffy end? it can be anything you want, but like that sort of timeline would be so so so good, if u could and if requests r open,, xoxoxox

it may have taken me 12 years but i did it bestie.

Peter Parker wasn’t the type of boyfriend to have rules. 

You were your own person, and should live as one. However, there were some things he was a bit more passionate about. 

Like: texting him when you get home (and he wasn’t around), calling him if you feel unsafe or nervous, keep him informed of your whereabouts so he could try and track you down if he needed to, and always, always, call him back. 

Peter had one rule, let him know you're safe. Always. Even when you’re mad at eachother, even at your most ugly, you’d let him know you’re okay. It was Peter’s one true rule, the other things he liked and he preferred you’d do, but this was his number one thing. 

And you’re not following it. 

The third time you ignored his call he felt frustration brew so deeply he almost slammed his phone to the ground, it would’ve done nothing to fix anything, and would’ve made a bigger problem, but the satisfaction of watching something break apart into a million pieces would’ve made him feel better. Even if just for a moment. 

It’s almost like you knew it’s pissing him off, you’ve never dug this deeply into a wound. You knew it would get under his skin in the right places, it was something that either of you didn’t play with. It was too serious for Peter, and knowing you were most likely safe and just doing this to try and get even with him made him furious. Because he can’t prove it. And because he can’t all he could think about how not okay you might be. 

Peter hates leaving angry voicemails but he can’t stop himself this time. 

‘This is the fourth fucking call you’ve ignored, I think you proved your point. I know you’re mad at me but this is just childish, you made this night go from a small hiccup to a massive fight because you won’t answer your phone. Just call me back, goddamn it.’ 

Peter’s never once gotten loud with you, he’s never once felt enough rage towards you he could ever buck up enough energy to yell at you. But all he wanted to do was scream about how inconsiderate you were. He understands he may have started it, he even tried to apologize but you must’ve had this in your heart for a minute because you couldn’t wait to bulldoze him. 

‘I’m so sorry, baby. I got caught up in the low-’ 

‘Whatever, I don’t care. I’m going home.’ 

‘Hey, no, no, no! We can still hang out! I haven’t ate-’ 

‘I did. I waited over an hour, Peter. I’m going home.’ 

‘I’m sorry, I really am, baby. I know tonight was important to you.’ 

And that’s when the night switched. 

‘No, Peter, this wasn’t important to me. This was important for us, this was about you trying to prove you still care about us.’ 

‘Woah, hold on, don’t you dare stand there and tell me I don’t care about you or us, that’s unfair and you know it.’ 

‘You know what, Peter? I didn’t sign up to date two guys. I was willing to accept the other because it was a package deal, but I’m tired of being picked last. You know I’ll always be waiting around and it’s so fucking tiresome just waiting around.’ 

‘Bullshit. You knew exactly what you were signing up for, you don’t get to act like this is new news.’ 

‘I’m always picked last! I understand who you are, Peter, who you share a life with, trust me, if anyone here knows best about understanding, it’s fucking me, but that doesn’t mean I’m always the last priority. I know sometimes I have to be on the backburner, and guess what, Peter? I fucking understand. But, tonight? What stopped you? Because it’s not like there’s a domestic attack on the city, so tell me, what was so fucking important tonight I was shot to the bottom of the list for it?’ 

‘Okay, I get it. I know you’re mad, but I think we both need to take a breath and talk about this at home.’ 

‘No! I want you to look at me and tell me what was so important NYPD’s finest couldn’t handle it for an evening.’ 

‘Baby, I really don’t-’ 

‘Fucking tell me! I want you to admit right now it was nothing important. Look me in the eye and admit you didn’t care about my feelings.’ 

‘It was a robbery. I have a responsibility to keep the city safe, a city you very much live in, by the way.’ 

‘Ah, the classic, ‘if you really think about it, I’m doing this for you’ line. Real original.’ 

‘Can we please just go home? If you’re going to be pissed at me anyways I’d rather it be in the comfort of our home.’

‘You can go wherever you want, but I’m not going anywhere with you.’ 

‘I’m gonna get a cab, hold on.’ 

‘No, I’m not going anywhere with you and I mean it.’ 

‘You can hate me at home, let’s go.’ 

‘No! I’m leaving, you can sit around waiting on me for once.’ 

‘Why are you doing this now? You’ve never been this persistent before, I moved in with you and you still don’t think it’s enough. What else do you want from me? I’m giving you all I can, fuck.’ 

‘You know what? I hope someone fucking kidnaps me, maybe then I’d be your first choice.’ 

‘Don’t, don’t you even dare go there. You know that’s a low blow.’

‘I do. I hope I’m fucking tortured with you on the line, too.’ 

Peter tried calling out for you, screamed your name even, but you walked across the street and were swallowed into the crowd. He tugged at his hair a few times before looking around, he wasn’t sure what to do. Get a cab, bus, train? Does he walk in the direction you went? It’s a start. 

Pulling out his phone he tried calling, you sent him to voicemail on the second ring. You’re pissed, that’s fine, he just needs you mad and safe. Peter dodged bodies on his left and right, checking each alleyway for you, assuming you’d stop to collect yourself and call him when you had a breather. 

No sight of you. He doesn’t know where you went from here, it splits two ways. He tries using his boyfriend intuition and attempts to channel you, he’s left hopeless. Like a hail mary he remembers you share locations, Peter’s hands shake when he reaches for the app, your name loading until a small circle appears in his. 

You’re close. He follows the road forward, he knows you took this way and his heart squeezes. You deliberately took the sketchy route, the one you told Peter you wouldn’t dare walk without him. It looks like he’s getting closer, but it’s impossible to tell when he has to wait for it to constantly reload. 

Peter swears he can see your jacket ahead, he calls your phone, picking up the pace and trying his best to catch up. You blocked his call again, but he saw you do it.

He knows you heard your name get called, because you started to walk faster, it’s useless, Peter’s quicker. The only option you had was to hide in the crowd, squeezing yourself in the middle and out through the front. Sighing heavy at your escape, and a bit unamused by the childish behavior. Peter looked down at his phone refreshing your name ‘find friends.’ 

His face crumbled into a thousand pieces when the notification appeared, ‘- stopped sharing their location with you.’ His response was to call you, this time you let it ring out, and he left a nasty voicemail. It was like he snapped, he pulled at his curls and exhaled a loud ‘fuck!’ before gripping his phone so tight he thought it’d snap, and that's why he put it away. 

If you wanted to play dirty so could he, you’re hard to find from the street but when he’s swinging from building to building you’d be out of luck. He was tired and hungry, he wanted this to be over. Fight about it like grown adults, at home, while he’s making a grilled cheese or something. 

Peter ran down a back alleyway, ripping his clothes from his body and pulling his mask from his pocket. The suit came in handy tonight after all. Taking a sharp inhale, he took a leap, screaming out when he took flight. 

‘Not you, not you, not you, not…. You? No, not you.’ 

‘Where the fuck did you go?’ 

You were nowhere to be found, still no answer on his calls or texts. He knows it’s irrational, but he’s terrified you’ve jinxed yourself and really are in trouble. He’s taken the route on a spin three times and he still hasn’t seen you, there’s three options, you either went into a gay nightclub, were kidnapped, or somehow snuck your way across the road and into… central park. 

Of course you did, Peter should’ve known that. He told you one time it was a weak vantage point, he couldn’t see through the treelines all that well, and didn’t have much to swing from. At least he has a general idea of where you are, he just has to do it on foot. 

Maybe you were right, maybe he just sucked at prioritizing you now. He doesn’t know when he became this way. He just feels so responsible, he got a great gift and it’s only right he shares it. He just hasn’t figured out how to share Peter with you and Spider-Man with the world yet. Both people need him at the same time. 

At last, sitting on the edge of the fountain, is the love of his life. Just looking terribly sad, he hates to know he caused it. He may have started the fight, but you said some terrible things, things that were only said to jab at the most vulnerable spots. 

Taking a seat next to you he sighs, his entire body deflating in one breath. You mimic the sigh. 

“Rough night?” 

You hum, “my boyfriend and I got in a fight. Maybe we still are, I don’t know. What about you?” 

Peter stretches his legs, red feet scrape the brick. “My girlfriend went nuclear, kinda deserved. But, she also really hurt my feelings.” 

“Did you hurt her feelings too?” 

“Does that make it deserved?” 

Silence. It didn’t. 

Peter watches you twiddle your thumbs, chewing on your bottom lip and sniffing. 

“I’m sure she’s really sorry, and she knows whatever she said hit a soft spot. It seems like your job comes with some downsides, and maybe she kept it all bottled up until she couldn’t anymore, because how do you tell a superhero you want their attention more than a city needs protection?” 

He knows what you mean, he knows how selfish it could sound, but it’s not. You’re allowed to want him around every second, because he does too. 

“You don’t.” 

Peter can feel your eyes, “you don’t tell the superhero, you tell your boyfriend.” 

Your throat clears, “what if he’s both? What if he’s already spread too thin and his whining girlfriend is his last straw?” 

“No. He’s not spread too thin. He was unaware of how you felt, he didn’t know how much it bothered you. He didn’t know how far he pushed you away.” 

“So what changes now he knows?” 

Peter breaks character, this is about real solutions. 

“We figure it out. We’ll go home and look at our schedules and work around it, and have a set day where it’s only us. Twice a month we’ll have a standing date, attendance mandatory. The police scanner gets turned off unless it’s a slow night, and from now on, unless it’s a domestic attack, nothing comes before you.” 

[splendidlystupid]

Cubby pieck and buff Bertholdt propaganda

I don’t know but the aspect of pieck having a little belly and that just gets Bert all excited seems cute to me, like Bertholdt isn’t a body builder but he’s got some muscle on him, like a lightweight boxer, like in my HC he’s this buff 6’8 giant of a man, and pieck is just this short and slightly plump girlfriend, it just seems like a really cute dynamic to me, so here are some things that they do for eachother.

Bertholdt:

He always gets really defensive when someone makes a comment on piecks body, like to the point only she can calm his nerves

Whenever he sees she’s sad, he puts on his sweater and let’s her cuddle with him inside of it

He loves to kiss her belly, he says it’s “warm and soft” and it always makes pieck blush

Pieck:

Whenever he’s doing something like push-ups (especially hip thrusts) she likes to sit on his back and let him get all flustered about it

She try’s to help Bertholdt with his trauma by giving him surprise kisses, just whenever he looks down, she just ~chu~ and he usually feels a bit better

She also loves to go to the gym with him, not to workout (not that she doesn’t do it in her free time) mostly to just impishly pester him so he gives her attention, and just lets him be

And another thing is that (to me) they are just perfect for eachother, Bert is a ISFJ and that means he’s Reliable and loyal, as well as detail-oriented, and a bit of a perfectionist. While pieck is a INTP witch means a truth-seeker, and great at spotting discrepancies and irregularities in stories, so very perceptive.

Basically while Bertholdt is the guardian, pieck is the thinker, they’re both pretty introverted, so they probably developed a relationship over being so similar! And I also see that they would understand when the other needs alone time, but regardless of what they say and do, they love eachother so freaking much ❤️❤️❤️

Anyways more fan art coming soon!

[garoujo]

・✶ ｡ﾟ gojo satoru was a tease, that’s what you’d put it down to anyway— that’s easier to accept than him just wanting to fuck his step sister.

warnings : f. reader, pseudo-cest, dubcon, possessiveness, gojo convinces you this is a normal relationship, fingering.

gojo satoru wanted to fuck his step sister, he’d known for a while and had since accepted it. not that he’d ever considered even telling someone else, he’d tried sleeping with other woman, hoping it would maybe take his mind off of you but since you’d came into his life he’d realised that it was never going to work, nobody was you.

his precious little sister who made his cock twitch whenever you used his lap as a pillow or who looked at him with starry eyes whenever he flirted with you, so oblivious and so, so pretty.

honestly satoru thought he’d die with these feelings, never actually had any plans to make a move on you—it was too risky, he knew it was wrong obviously he was self aware but that doesn’t mean he couldn’t have fun with you. aslong as he still had you in his life he would be fine with the lingering glances and the fleeting touches, for now.

it didn’t help his situation that you loved to cling to him, basking in the hugs, the head pats and cuddles he’d give you until it bled into more, he’d wait until you were both alone to steal a few kisses, starting with kisses on your cheeks and forehead until they lingered along your lips but “that’s what the best big brothers do with their sisters because kisses show you love eachother and you love me, right?” he’d drawl and you’d always nod in agreement because you loved your big brother so much.

but it was nights like these that tested his willpower more than anything, the nights where you’d pad into his room a couple of hours past midnight after a bad dream before he’d greet you with an airy laugh and let you curl into his side. he shouldn’t, he knows he shouldn’t but the words are out before he can stop himself—

“want me to help take your mind off it?” satoru grumbles, the low tremble of his voice enough to set you alight as you nod and your hand smoothes up his chest, head rising to blink up at him so innocently and he’s thankful that in the dimly lit bedroom you can’t see the way his eyes are taking you apart for all you’re worth.

“if you insist, i am your big brother after all—“ the white haired man huffs before pulling you in for an almost feverish kiss, there’s hesitance when he kisses you this time—it’s unlike all the other fleeting, innocent kisses, this one is hungry and an audible, surprised sound echoes in the room before you hesitate, pushing gently at his chest as satoru’s tongue forces its way past your lips. the kiss is all teeth and tongue and he’s getting impatient—but he stops and briefly pulls back to give you the chance to speak before he completely devours you.

“toru, w-we can’t, you’re my step brother—“ you whisper, out of breath and he smirks at you, almost smug “i thought you liked your big brothers kisses? you want me to help you forget about your nightmare right? well this is what all the best brothers do for their little sisters.” he hums before a silence settles in the room and he feels his grip on you tighten, pressing himself against you like he’s convincing you before he speaks again “didn’t you like the kiss? you don’t wanna break your big brothers heart.”

“n-no, i liked it.” you whimper, always so eager to please, he thinks. “see, then it’s not bad—just a secret, don’t want people getting jealous about how well i treat you.” he’d came this far, satoru thought to himself before dipping back in to nibble on your plush, pouty lips, sucking on them—feeling you freeze once more before you finally relax and sigh dreamily against him and he takes the chance to shove his tongue into your mouth, swallowing your whimpers and moans as he finally loses himself in you, throwing caution to the wind as his hands subconsciously tightening around your waist.

the sudden, wet disconnect has you breathless when he finally pulls away and wastes no time in stripping you of your sleep shirt, leaving you only in your bra and panties before he kisses his way down the cavern of your neck as your moans resonate through the room. satoru trails his way down your skin before he finally reaches his target, shoving your bra to the side before he circles the small nubs of your nipples with his tongue, slender and deft as he glances up to see your reaction when you arch into his mouth.

“i never knew my little sister was so sensitive, i bet you feel better already thanks to me, princess.” satoru teases mischievously and you can only whimper and nod, tears clinging to your thick lashes as he continues to kiss down your chest, one of his hands coming up to tug the unoccupied nipple while the other trails down your stomach. you writhe against the sheets, overwhelmed by the unfamiliar sensation and the twist of your hips has the white haired males cock twitching in his boxers.

you hesitate slightly when you feel his fingers trace along the hem of your panties, he can feel it in the way you squirm slightly below him but you don’t push him away— instead, your legs still spread so eagerly, he can’t help himself from complying.

“i’m the only person you let touch you like this, isn’t that right? nobody will treat you as well as me, remember i told you so?” he grunts, his words accompanied by the sudden feeling of his slender fingers being shoved down the front of the thin fabric as he swipes them between your folds and you nod, your mind hazy as his fingers lewdly collect the wetness around your slit, swirling it between your sensitive folds and under the hood of your clit while you cling to his snowy white hair.

“promise?” he hums, giving the sensitive bud on your chest a harsh suck before switching his targets and suddenly he’s burying his fingers into your tight cunt without hesitation. “say it’s only for me.” satoru says again, sharper this time as he curls his fingers inside of you, scissoring you open, “p-promise, it’s for y-you.” you eventually slur in reply and he groans before he’s kissing you again, stripping himself of his layers as he breathes deep and looms over you.

“don’t worry, baby. satoru will make sure you forget everything but his name.”

© 2022 garoujo. please do not copy any of my layouts or writing and translate or repost onto any other sites.

[f1inl3ey]

Headcanons!!

Rinney

Finney patches robin up after he gets into a fight, he scolds him but in a way that makes robin feel like the way he reacted wasn’t him just overreacting

Affectionate all the time and everyone thinks it’s disgustingly cute

Finney holds robins hair back when he gets drunk and throws up

They do a horror movie marathon every Friday night

Robin falls asleep in finneys lap all the time

^ finney falls asleep on Robins shoulder all the time

Robin and finney watch stars all the time and robin stays silent and plays with finneys hair while finney points out and tells Robin the names all of the constellations

Finneys falls asleep on buses and robin wakes him up when they need to get off

Robin swoons over finneys morning voice

Robin gives finney his bandana to wear on his wrist after finney tells him he likes it when he doesn’t wear his bandana

Finney kisses robins forehead

^ robin kisses finneys cheeks and nose

Finney knows everything about everyone and tells Robin all of it

^ Robin knows all the drama and tells finney all of it

Robin playfully makes fun of finney in Spanish

They bicker like an old married couple

Robin runs hot and finney uses him as a heater

Once tried to pass notes in class but robin got them caught and they never passed notes again

Play fighting is constant

They have so many inside jokes and running gags that nobody understands

Finney draws them as stick figures holding hands in the back of his books

^ robin write his name with finneys last name and finneys name with his last name with hearts around them in the back of his books

Robin is always telling everyone he can about finneys embarrassing stories

Finney steals robins shirts all the time

Always throwing popcorn and m&ms into each others mouths

Robin will come up behind finney and rest his head on his shoulder whenever he can

Brance

Always being rough with each other but in a playful way (ex. Pushing each other when they’re walking, punching each other in the shoulder, etc, etc)

Insulting eachother 25/8. Everyone thinks they hate each other

Arm wrestling all the time

Bruce is allowed to do Vance’s hair but he shouldn’t abuse the privilege or that privilege will be taken away

They watch the sunrise together

^ they prefer sunrise over sunset

Constantly bickering

Bruces dad loves Vance

^ Vance’s mum loves Bruce

The pass like 5 dictionaries worth of notes in class (that’s 1 class alone)

Vance sleeps with his feet outside of the blanket and Bruce hates it so much

Buying each other the most useless and stupid shit is a must

They do the most dumb shit while shopping and get kicked out of so many stores (they got banned from one once)

They carved b+v in a heart on the side of a wooden bridge

They clean each others rooms

Bruce pierces vances ears

They draw on each other

Vance is a deodorant can hoarder

^ Bruce is a can tab hoarder

Vance is clingy when he’s sick

^ Bruce doesn’t let Vance near him when he’s sick (doesn’t want his bf getting sick too but ends up giving in after several hours of him practically begging to be let near him)

They explore abandoned buildings together

They steal each others food and then get pissed at each other like they didn’t just do the exact same thing as the thing they’re mad for

Comedic duo fr

Vance tries to help Bruce with his ocd and anxiety and Bruce tries to help Vance with his autism and bpd

[muffindaddystyles]

Can you write overprotective long hair harry imagine?? Like he always hovers the reader when she is doing something or even nothing. Or when she needs to run errands he always go with even though its not required. And when reader fell sick he is full on mommy daddy mode dom!h vibes

A/N: OOPS I GOT EXCITED AND WENT OVERBOARD WITH IT :D

Harry’s awfully sweet. He’s a literal sweetheart with those marble sepia eyes, hazelnut curls and that big golden kind heart of his's.

But, to people he’s intimidating. From the black loiter of tattoos, a silver of piercing to the corner of his plush bottom lip and those long curls of his's that frays his broad strong shoulders turns everyone too giddy to talk to him and he's okay with that – bunch of loosers anyways whom he doesn’t want to waste his time on chit-chatting.

Then Y/N came into his life and his world flipped upside down, in a beautiful way (where he felt like floating into the crashing waves of crystal sea). It felt like she made him see the world through pink heart-shaped glasses and everyone’s just bursting into rainbows, puffaw! Boom! Their heads blasting with colourful confetti and ribbons.

Even though his slight grouchiness towards people lessened he still doesn’t gives two fucks before punching the shit out of someone if they in any way hurts, be rude and try to take physical and emotional advantage of, Y/N.

His bunny.

He’s too protective of her. And why wouldn’t he? She’s his everything. His little miracle and his hype-person, his lovie.

He’s the softest peach for her. The guy who walks and everyone scrambles away to give him a way, is whipped for his girlfriend.

He’s always having his strong arm looped around her waist when they’re out and walking, going to hold her hands instead if she’s too wiggly, keeping her close to his chest while he holds their coffees and sweets.

Whenever they’re doing grocery he’s always wheeling the cart around how much Y/N insists and pouts, he likes it that way. Hearing her blabber and skim her eyes down the ingredients labelled on the products then tossing it anyway with a shrug – makes him want to smooch her wet in kisses.

If they’re partying out with friends. Which they rarely do, (Y/N sometimes makes fun of them saying they’re getting too domestic day by day) he’s always having her put in his lap, his screwed up expression lazing when the alcohol starts to kick in and he’s just a blubbering mess of nonsense, and a very horn dog with his cock bloating up in his tight skinny jeans.

Not that he doesn’t let her have a breather and enjoy herself. He indeed does, they’ve a healthy relationship where they keep trust and faith in eachother.

But, sometimes he gets super jealous when people steal his little girlfriend away from him and once home he’s cuddling and oodling her, kissing her face all over with loud smacks and not letting her be away from him another second even it’s too bring him water or to get rid of his smelly socks.

Other times. When he’s particularly very jealous. The serious ones where Y/N unintentionally spends a tad more time at some of her classmates to wind up their upcoming project, he’s driving himself to pick her up and knocking at the door harshly and then dragging her out of there not letting her carry her stuff and huffing and puffing while throwing her things in the backseat.

Because Jeremy’s a sore rascal who’s shit at hiding his crush for Y/N and he should know better to whom she belongs. His innocent baby is too naive towards the possible hints and evil intentions of people.

“Oi. What got into you today?” She brushes the loose curl that escaped from his bun and let her fingers slide down his tight set angry jaw staring him a bit concerned upon seeing him this furious and ruffled up from nowhere.

“You’re mine,” Is all he'd respond. Smashing his lips against hers in a an ardent kiss and glide his palm down her ass to squeeze it and bring her closer grinning when she squeals into his mouth giving him a chance to slip his tongue in and kiss her deeper and sloppier.

“You’re a silly geese.” She giggles whisper into the mess of pecks and lock her elbows around his neck to give him an eskimo kiss.

“Watch y’mouth.” He glares her intensely loving the way Y/N gulps timidly bobbing her head.

“You’ll get a spanking today,” He always likes to warn her before hand. He wants her comfortable with him in every case and it’s downgrade monstrous to treat the person you love like a mean bitch out of blue -- so whenever she deserves a punishment he already announces her of it, warming her to the idea and giving her time to back away if she doesn’t want it.

“What did I’do now!” She whines and he nibbles onto his knuckle glancing her way in disbelief other hand on steering wheel, “What did y'do?” He asks her sternly. Spreading his palm over her thigh and squeezing it grimly.

“Did y'even care to look at the time, Y/N?” Oh boy. She’s in real trouble. Her name on his tongue never fails to turn her insides gooey and pause her heartbeat horribly. A red light for her to being bratty before she falls into the deep black dig of trouble.

Reaching home. He’s throwing her on the bed and demanding her to lay still on her tummy while he puts a pillow under her and spanks her bum sore with his rings imprinting her skin pink, though he never forgets to take care of her afterwards – putting a cool cream to soothe the burn and letting her sleep on his chest so she wouldn’t come in contact with the sheets as he kneads her asscheeks with gentle hands.

.

He could never have his hands to himself when she’s cooking and baking for them. Always, poking and prodding around having her head tucked under his chin, her embraced in his arms from back swaying them along to Hozier while she reads the recipe she wrote on one of the tiles.

“Stop!” She giggles, squirming in his arms when he blows raspberries against the dip of her neck and then creates growly noises biting and lapping into her skin, “You’re gonna burn our lunch!” She pressed her hips against his crotch to push him away and that warmed him more, delving his fingers more into her hips with a throaty groan.

“We could have a takeout.” His breath shuddery against her ear as he tries to pry the spatula away from her and kiss her grumpy whines down when the pots actually got burned, “I’ll wash and scratch them.” He’d assure picking her up and wrapping her legs around his hips and slipping his fingers in her hair to tug them and bring her mouth down against his’s to taste her.

“Wants to fuck you so bad, baby. My cock’s been weepy fo’ hours without your touch.” He groans, taking her hand and sneaking it inside his joggers to make her feel how stiff and erect he’s for her.

“I just gave you a blowie in the morning!”

“Blowie isn’t equivalent to fucking!”

.

“What y'readin,?” He scoots closer to her end of sofa with a smirk and towers over her trying to take a peek of whatever she’s reading with such intensity and then rake his warm palms up her calves to lay them over his thighs while he snuggles her wrapping a chonky blanket around them.

“Shhh baby girl, just want you to be more comfy.” He mumbles into her hair scratching his short nails against her scalp in soothing motions and watch her melt against his touch, eyes fluttering as she lurks dangerously to the verge of sleep.

“You always do that. Whenever the hot part’s about to come, you make me all sleepy.” She mutters laying her head against his clavicles gazing him up with hazy eyes, sighing in feign disappointment when he grins down at her in quite victory and gives her a sloppy kiss.

“What do y'need erotica fo’ baby? When your man’s the living walking momentum of sex.” He pouts, grazing his teeth down her neck and leaving a fresh hickey at her throat.

“That’s infact not, true. You’re such a cutie!” She beams up at him never failing to give him dancing butterflies in his stomach and he doesn’t admits it but he likes getting treated soft and gentle by his girlfriend.

“Such a shame. My own little love doesn’t find me sexy.” He grumps dramatically making her scramble hesitantly and turn to him in their tight embrace, cradling his face in her cold palms, “No. No. I find you sexy. I just don’t like sexualising you.” If Harry didn’t turn into a puddle before he indeed did now as he melted into her touch and kissed the inside of her hands lovingly.

“You’re sucha sap!” He whispers at her in fake offence and plant his lips against hers, patting her bum to make her hug him more tightly.

.

On cleaning and laundry day’s. He’s always helping her. As they scrub and mop the floors together, might fuck on them bubbly floors too if Harry’s lusty gaze remains on her spilling tits for too long.

“Thinks your floral bra needs a wash too, moppet.” His gradual attempts to lure her with his fingers stroking her thighs seductively always turns into a win when she nods shyly into his neck and let him have an easy access to her panties.

They’re always having a warm, full of essence bath together cleaning and washing the dirt off eachother after that.

Then sharing a cuppa tea while folding their clothes together on the bed and he’s always trying to tackle her into mattress when she laughs at his terribly folded clothes compared to her neatly binded ones.

“Your sucha menace,” He jests with his nose skewered up while he smacks her ass.

“Talk for yourself, Styles.” She retorts, tangling her knee around his waist and pulling him down into him. Puffing out relaxed breaths upon feeling safe and protected under his weight and Harry always smiles into the crook of her neck when she tries to cuddle him as if she wants to be his skin.

..

He’s the most daddiest when she’s drunk, sick or stressed.

Never letting her go out of his sight when she’s dancing on the floor with her friends. If some man even tries to approach her and breaths in her direction he’s sprinting towards her and pawing at her hips to situate her closer to him whilst blowing those potential guys off with a monotone expression.

“Harry! Do a lil dancey dance with me!” She giggles, making him sway with her and looking up at him with glassy floaty eyes.

“Bunny. ‘s late, time to go home.” He tells her, pinching her chin to plant his lips against hers and she squirms giving him a timid smile, “Okie. But I’ve to pee.”

“Me too!” Her friends chimes from behind her and Harry rolls his eyes playfully, gesturing all of them to follow him.

“C’mon you spies, not lettin’ ya’ll go alone.”

He waits for them outside the washroom while they do their business and he has his arms always splayed open for when his lovie comes back and he’s welcoming her in his embrace warmly with a sweet smile.

Dying with fond injecting in his every vein when she slurs and blabbers, “Home.”

Walking her up the stairs of their flat’s building is the most hefty struggle while she’s a sleepy, clumsy and giggly muck of doe gleaming eyes and swollen pretty lips drooling over Harry testing his patience while he makes her take one step at a time.

“Darling, bunny, just some mo' steps lovin’.” He coos at her, putting a firm hand under her bum and heaving her up into him so she doesn’t falls.

“Mhmmm you’re so pretty, daddy.” Harry’s head snaps in surprise as he stares down at her in adoring amusement and push her head under his chin while she slings her arms around his waist lazily.

Sometimes, she gets him so flustered he doesn’t know how to respond.

She whines and cries in dishevelment when Harry makes her sit on the cold marble counter and wipes her makeup off.

“I just wan’ to sleep!” She toes at his torso trying to push him away but he grabs it and tuts, glowering at her strictly, “You’re g'na complain in the mornin’. Sleepin’ with makeup makes ye' breakout remember?” When she still huffs and slumps giving him a hard time to clean her he’s pinching her chin and giving her a gentle jerk.

“Bunny. Stop with ye' battiness.” He grunts not letting his facade slip when she mewls stroking her cheek up and down his lightly stubble covered cheek softly.

“Else what? Y'never punish a sleepy bunny.” She smirks at him foppishly and lazily knowing damn well that one of thing Harry doesn’t do’s tease or punish her when she’s tuckered out and on the edge of sleeping on him.

“You don’t test me bratty woman.” She squeals when he takes hold of her panties to pull them down her legs, slapping her mound once discarding it in the hamper and he sighs when she’s already snoring lightly, slobbering his throat with her mouth parted comically.

After pattering her face with loving kisses he’s tucking her under the layers of blankets and letting her use him as her stuffie.

..

“Aw poor baby.” He mumbles, kissing her forehead when he finds her burning up against him and he’s quickly rummaging for thermometer from the night stand and the tissues he had stashed for emergencies.

“I don’t feel good,” His heart breaks when Y/N croaks out weakly and tries to crawl up his chest to stuff her face in his musky neck but her frail limbs gives out making her cry out.

“It’s okay bunny, ‘s okay. How but I make you some soup. Then y'take your medicines like a good girl of mine, then if your condition gets worse we’ll go to doctor, yeah baby?” He talks to her gently and sweetly, stroking her hair and peppering kisses to her temples.

“Just last bite, moppet.” Harry hovers the spoon infront of her and sighs when she shakes her head pushing his wrist away, “I’ll puke.” She sniffs blowing her nose harshly in the tissue .

“The bin’s right here, bunny.” He smoothens his hand down her spine putting the tray aside carefully to snuggle and comfort her as she cries softly against his chest.

“’M so sorry baby, you’ll be alright in the morning.” He couldn’t see her in such condition. It pulls and tugs at his heart so painfully he feels himself hurting.

“Oi. Why you crying, hmm?” He cups her cheek and makes her look at him as she skims her eyes away from him jn embarrassment.

“I —- You’re so caring and loving, treats me so good and it makes me c.. cr–-,” She hiccups finding it hard to breath and Harry rubs her back, whispering affinities in her ear making her finally sob, “Cry....” He chuckles softly pelting kisses upon kisses on her puffy eyelids, soaky dried up cheeks, her frowned up forehead, her wobbly chin and her nipping love bites down her chest then blowing raspberries at his own slick covering her skin making her giggle through her hiccups.

“I love you.” She whispers droopily, head lulling to his chest when the effect of medicine finally starts to kick in.

“I love you too, I want my healthy and happy bunny back.” He mumbles, inhaling a huge puff of her scent and squishes her lovingly.

[youbutstupid]

I saw a post that I really loved by @gabnapp and wanted to share some more ways in which the people on the SMP show love to eachother:

1. Tommy always helping Tubbo read things the moment he notices him struggling

2. Karl helping George instantly whenever he gets stressed because of his colourblindness because although Karl’s is only mild, he still sympathises with George and doesn’t see it as a joke

3. Phil always letting Wilbur crash his streams purely because Wilbur needs that socialisation, so Phil just sits back and allows Wilbur to speak whatever is on his mind

4. Sam making sure nobody on the smp goes unappreciated e.g gifting BBH 50 subs because he didn’t think it was fair BBH had to gift them to himself

5. Sapnap making sure George didn’t feel like he was being excluded from living with Dream and Sapnap by offering for them to share a room

6. Phil and Wilbur building their house on Origins SMP close to the water so Niki can still socialise with them

7. When George begins to get frustrated in a game so Sapnap makes it his mission to avenge him and brighten the mood

8. Skeppy being so desperate to meet Bad that he donated 50k to make it happen

9. When clowning George goes too far so Quackity switches sides and starts to defend him

10. When George will pause whatever he’s doing, even if he’s in the middle of being killed, to say goodbye to Bad when he leaves a call

11. Ponk gushing about the effect Dream and George have had on his life any chance he gets

12. Ant and Bad always acknowledging eachother when their comments fall flat in a busy call

13. Eret reacting to the events of the lore on the smp with enthusiasm despite not really keeping up with it

14. Everyone participating in Karl’s Tales of The SMP streams even if it doesn’t really benefit them or push their lore along

15. George and Dream calling eachother everyday, sometimes for even 10 hours, but still getting excited when the other joins a call

16. When Sapnap begins to get genuinely angry in a game so George and Bad let him get his anger out

17. When George was getting too many donations so Sapnap started helping him read them and answer them

18. Tubbo and Tommy always being excited to join a call together despite having done it hundreds of times

19. Ranboo always laughing at Tubbo’s commentary, even if nobody else is

20. When everyone stops to let Niki speak because she’s quite soft spoken and can’t be heard over all their shouting

21. When Puffy calls out when she thinks somebody on the server is genuinely upset

22. George genuinely getting excited over any of Sam’s or Foolish’s builds and appreciating them

23. Bad and Skeppy having almost every video on their channels based around eachother

24. Punz being like a patient brotherly figure to the Dream Team and helping them whenever they need

25. When the bigger SMP streamers make sure to raid the member of the SMP with the least views at the time in order to boost their follower count e.g Dream raiding Ponk, George raiding Foolish and Bad raiding Hannah

[thepremedthatwrites]

The ABC’s of Peter Pevensie (Smut Edition)

Hi I jus wanted to say that I LOVE your writing and I was hoping if you could write a Peter Pevensie alphabet kinda kinky, smut edition or fluff is alright too I guess, pls consider it!

I’ve never done an alphabet post before so I am winging it as I go.  I did look up similar posts on Tumblr just to get an idea of what to do and I saw that they all followed a pretty similar format that I’ve adopted for this post.  I did make some alterations just to fit what I wanted to write.  I hope you all enjoy it!

warning: entire post contains smut and mentions of smut

A - aftercare

Peter loves to whisper sweet nothings into your ear right after both of you have finished.  Once you two have calmed down enough, he’ll draw both of you a bath and carry you to the tub before helping you wash up.

B -  body part

Whenever you want to drive Peter crazy, you know to wear your hair up to leave your neck exposed.  He just can’t control himself and will litter your neck with kisses and lovebites.  

Peter doesn’t spend much time fretting over his appearance but he would be lying if he denied that he chooses to wear shirts that are a bit tight on him to show off his biceps.  He likes how it shows everyone he is no longer the scared 13-year-old who wanted to protect his loved ones but didn’t know how to.  Now, he’s strong and won’t let anyone or anything hurt the people he loves.

C - cum

Peter loves to watch you cum, pure bliss taking over your face as you cling to him for dear life.  He especially loves it when you cum on his cock so he can feel your pussy collapse around him, squeezing and enticing him to cum as well.  

D - dirty secret

Although he would never admit it, he secretly hopes that people walking by his bedroom can hear you guys while you do it, especially when you’re moaning his name.  He wants everyone to remember that he’s the one who is making you feel as good as you do.

E - experience

Peter hadn’t been with anyone else before meeting you.  He had always been too worried about taking care of both his siblings and an entire nation.  So when you two started seeing each other, he had almost no experience but that didn’t hinder him as he seemed to be a natural.  He knew the right places to touch and the perfect pace that would leave you a moaning mess.  This was because he was an expert at reading people, something that he had learned for diplomatic meetings and fights on the battlefield but was also handy in the bedroom.

F - favorite position

He’s a bit old fashioned and prefers to do it missionary.  He loves to see the pleasure build on your face as you get closer to your climax as well as the feeling of you raking your nails down his back.

G - good girl

When I tell you this man loves to praise you, I mean it.  In the bedroom, he loves to remind you what a good girl you are.  He’s constantly encouraging you and telling you how good you’re making him feel.  Even outside the bedroom, he likes to praise you.  Partially because he wants to remind you how proud he is, but also partly because he loves the look you give him when he does so.

H - hand-holding

Peter loves to hold your hands while he pins them in place above your head.  He also likes to play with your hands afterwards, sometimes doing it absentmindedly while you two are cuddling in bed.  

I - intimacy

Being romantic is in Peter’s nature so it isn’t much of a surprise that he is super romantic in bed.  Before going any further, he always makes sure it’s alright with you and he never pushes you to do anything you aren’t comfortable with.  To him, sex is much more than feeling good.  It’s another way that he can worship you and he makes sure you know it.  He kisses every inch of you, reminding you how beautiful you are.  He holds you in his arms, making sure you understand just how loved you are.

J - jealousy

Although he hates to admit it, any time he sees you conversing with someone else who may show just the smallest hint of romantic interest, he gets insanely jealous.  This jealousy usually leads to long nights in his bed chambers.

K - kinks

While Peter may not have any prominent kinks, he does enjoy having you call him ‘my king’.  He also likes to be the dominant one in the bedroom but is always happy to have you take over once in a while.  

L - location

Peter likes to do it in the comfort of his bed where you two can go for as many rounds as you can without the risk of being caught or walked in on.  His second favorite place to do it is in his study.  The sight of you sprawled on the desk, open and ready for him, is enough to make him rock hard.

M - masturbation

Peter doesn’t masturbate that much since he has you, but when you aren’t available and his pants start to get a bit tight, he’ll go for a quick round in his bedroom, imagining you were there with him.

N - no

Peter would never do a threesome as he would get too jealous seeing another person touching you.

O - oral

Peter most certainly prefers giving it to you rather than receiving it.  While you are able to make him feel wonderful everytime you give him head, you are his goddess and he wants to be the one to worship you, including with his tongue.  He especially loves it when you start to get closer to your release and grind against his face.

P - pace

Peter loves to give it rough with the occasional slap of the ass and binding your hands.  He loves hearing the bed creak underneath you two and the sound of your desperate moans as he fucks you into the mattress.  He tries to go slow at first but he’s quick to lose control with you right underneath him.

Q -  quickes

Peter doesn’t mind having a quickie, especially if jealousy is coursing through his blood.  Usually when he does quickies, it’s when you two aren’t in his bedroom and are instead somewhere more public like his office or the library.

R - risk

Peter loves risks.  He thinks the added adrenaline makes it all the more hot.  He’s willing to do it in a public place where anyone can see.  He loves experimenting as well, whether it’s trying a new position or experimenting with foreplay.  Anything that might heighten the experience for you two is worth trying.

S - stamina

Due to his rigorous training for battles, Peter has insane stamina.  He could go all night if you let him although you two usually stop after two or three rounds.  Peter always makes an effort to not finish until you do, as you are always his top priority and he wants you to enjoy the experience entirely and fully.  This can be hard though when you are also doing your best to make him finish first but he usually has the willpower to hold out until you cum.

T - tease

Peter loves to tease you, whether that be saying an offhand comment that makes you heart race or kissing you everywhere except where his touch is needed most.  

On the other hand, he hates being teased.  You had decided to tease him once, tight clothes, sexual comments, and all.  This only led to him pinning you against the wall within an hour and him making you climax more times than you thought possible within the span of half an hour as punishment.

U - undergarments

Peter has a habit of ripping off your undergarments while in the heat of the moment.  This had led to your maids having a stash of undergarments ready at a moment’s notice.

V - volume

Peter isn’t the loudest in bed but he does let out the occasional moan or grunt.  The sounds he usually makes are praises, reminding you just how good you’re doing.

W - when

Peter likes to wait a while in a relationship before taking it to the next level.  It wasn’t until a few months into the relationship that you guys did it for the first time.  But after that, you two could barely keep your hands off of eachother.

X - x-ray

Peter is average when it comes to his length, but you don’t mind due to his girth.  Every time you guys do it, he fills you up perfectly.

Y - yearning

Peter would fuck you 24/7 if he could.  You never would have imagined the high king would have such a high sex drive, but you aren’t complaining.  It’s hard to hold back when the sex is just so damn good.

Z - zzz

Peter makes an effort to not fall asleep until he knows that you are.  He likes to brush the hair out of your face and plant gentle kisses on your forehead as you sleep soundly in his arms.  There had only been a few times where he was too tired afterwards and had passed out before you did.

[sunookkii]

Soooo👀can I get enhypen reaction to their best friend/crush cuddling them for the first time while they're hanging out together?

ₓ˚. ୭ ˚○◦˚.enhypen imagine ˚◦○˚ ୧ .˚

a/n : tysm for requestingggg baee <333 I hope you like it!

Enhypen reacting to their bestfriend/crush cuddling them >~< [drabble]

Enhypen ot7 x Reader

Genre : fluff

Warnings : flustered enha

Requested : yees

Heeseung

You two were just hanging out like usual since you guys are really close friends and known eachother for a long long time~ Heeseung had the BIGGEST crush on you every since you two met, but he never had the guts to confess to you so he just kept you as a friend because he didn’t want to ruin the relationship you two already have <3 one day at a hangout together, it became really late outside so you asked him if he wanted to sleep over [u too had a crush on hee 😏], he obviously checked if you were okay with it before accepting~ you guys were just getting ready for bed and he became flustered because you slept so easily comfortably next to him accidentally wrapping your arms around his chest cuddling him. His face is all red, he’s all stiff and can’t take the risk to move, or push you off. He could feel you breathing on him since your head was on his chest.. He adapted to this quickly even though this was all new to him. You two hugged a lot before but this time it was just.. different, it meant more to him since you guys are literally SLEEPING together so this is very much still new to him~ it makes him so happy, that you feel this comfortable around him. He won’t be able to stop smiling to himself from you hugging him to sleep, tbh he might not even be able to sleep because you’re running around his mind all night it makes him crush on you even more because of how cute you look sleeping and cuddling him.

Jay

You two have been very good friends for a long time to the point you guys can talk about anything and everything, he slowly developed feelings for you but I feel like when it comes to cuddling and hugging it’s a bit awkward.. one day you guys were just sitting down together side by side really close together [on the floor specifically] and you seemed to have a really bad day and your best friends was there with you so you just wanted to hug him for comfort. You go in for a hug which ends up as a cuddle and he’s really surprised that his crush/best friend just cuddled him??!! Would definitely return the hug, at first it was a bit awkward but couple of seconds later he rests his head on yours and he hugs you tighter with a smile painted on his face. Let’s just say you guys aren’t awkward anymore when hugging and he loves that he could hug you whenever he wants~ definitely becomes red every single time he gets to hug you, pretends to be cool and chill when cuddling you but in the inside he’s defiantly a mess. A cute mess ㅠㅠ

Jake

Jake is the type of best friend that would give you so many hugs and cuddles because he loves you that much, so hugs and cuddles with him isn’t so new. But since you are his crush specifically it’s a bit different with you. He loves hugging you and never misses his chance to do so. Today you guys had a hangout at your place and you two were just lying on your bed [your head was placed on his chest like a pillow] scrolling through your phones on a social media app showing each other funny posts you saw. You quickly got bored and just turned around facing him making your head at home on his chest and wrapped your arms around him. Leading him to be cuddled STOP I CANT DO THIS RN He became flustered and tbh he’s clueless and doesn’t know what to do. You guys hug all the time but how come he’s so awkward all of a sudden? He makes sure not to look you in your eye because if he does he’s going to become a smiling red mess. He’s already blushing and smiling but if he looks at your pretty eyes for one second he might or might not actually go crazy,,, probably giggling a lot leading you to think he’s crazy. This man fell for you and he fell for you BAD.. will definitely ask for more cuddles and dreams about the day where you two start dating, #hopelessromantic

Sunghoon

Kinda cliché but you guys were at the skating rink 😁 but you know because sunghoon is an ice prince he has to practice many times in a week and he barely gets to see you so instead you guys made an arrangement that after school you would go to the skating rink with him whether it would be watching him skate or learning how to skate with him~ today you were skating with him.. you fell down a lot but this time when you fell down he automatically caught you because obviously he doesn’t want you to fall so might as well try and catch you duh. #sucess. He caught you and you were now in you arms in a hugging position, it was a bit awkward at first since he had a crush on you, but to his luck you had a crush on him too [but he doesn’t know] you guys finished ice skating and hung out on the bleachers and you rested your head on his shoulders unintentionally but intentionally y’know? He flinches a bit and his eyes go WIDE! Doesn’t really know what to do, pats your head? Hug you back?? Literally clueless boy T_T then you tell him “thank you for catching me hoon” STOP HE’S LITERALLY FREAKING OUT IN THE INSIDE WITH JOY CUTIEEE (sry this wasn’t really a cuddle session but I thought it was cute ㅠㅠ)

Sunoo

It was a sleepover as always, this cutie loves sleeping over at your house since you can’t sleep over at his. Today you guys were doing face masks as a daily night care routine. You two took lots and lots of selcas together and laughed over the funny pics dying of laughter. Minutes past by and it was time to take off the mask he helped you take off yours and you helped take of his, your height difference was cute since you had to get on your tippy toes to actually reach his face :( cute. That’s all he thought... ‘cute’. Tbh I feel like he’s the type to say it out loud then you’d tease him, “ur in love with me just say it” he’d become SUPER SUPER flustered idek know how to describe it. You two finished taking off the face masks and doing your skin care routine. Since sunoo always lent you his expensive fancy skin care things you never really properly thanked him so you decided to give him a cuddling session right after washing your face, bringing your head in his chest. At first he’d be nervous but then he’d definitely return the hug and pat your head and give you a biggest smile. He loves you so much and might even say it. Thinks your the most adorable person in the world and definitely would want you to know that. Probably squishes your cheeks too and out of all the members I feel like he’d act like you two are actually already dating ㅠㅠ would definitely ask for more cuddles after this and it’ll become a daily thing~

Jungwon

After a long day, you and Jungwon walked together side by side late at night to the convenience store to get some ramen because you guys haven’t eaten for hours and you were starving. Eating with you was always nice and comforting Jungwon thought, just being with you overall was always a good time. Staring at you when you weren’t looking.. when you two finished eating you went to his house for a bit just to ‘hang out’, to him he always thought of you as more than friends, so I guess you could say that he thought of you as a crush [you on the other hand also has a crush on him ;)] lying down on his comfy bed you pull him over to cuddle him, at first he was freaking our and asked you what you were doing, and you said “hugging u” as if it was ntg💀 of course he’d let you continue hugging him, but now this is going to make him go crazy. hes never going to stop thinking about this moment and he’s never going to stop talking about this moment with his members- I think you might’ve broke him idk...

Niki

You guys were dancing for hours on end, you loved dancing with him and he definitely loved dancing with you. You two always had a crush on eachother but none of you guys confessed [but that’s for next time ;)] after you guys just finished dancing to the new groups song called Enhypen‘s drunk-dazed you two were literally sweating buckets,, you guys nearly fainted on how hard and intense the song was. You two dropped to the floor lying on your backs till suddenly you decide to hug riki ~ “uhm uhm y/n what r u doing?” I feel like that’s what he would say since all this is so new to him and his crush is literally on his chest cuddling him???!!! “Am I dreaming” he thinks to himself. I feel like his face would start burning not only bc of the intense dance you two just finished but bc his literal best friend/crush is on his fricking chest, please this cutie can’t contain his excitement~ you’d probably look at him and be likeRiki are you okay ur face is burning”, “N-NO IT WAS THE DANCE!” you’d literally check his temperature right here right now which leads to you two staring at eachother while cuddling????? OMGG #newffidea 🤩 but yeah he’d be like a tomato a giggly tomato 🍅 <3 ^^someone please write a niki oneshot like this

[sevendeadlymorons]

Can you do something with an MC whose abuser is trying to get back into their life? I just need some fluffy hurt/comfort. Or rage. Whatever you feel is applicable. Sorry I'm not familiar with sending requests but I like your posts! 💖

Thank you! And your request was good, don’t even worry, I’ll get right on to it

Brothers Reaction to MC’s Abuser Trying to get Back Into Their Life

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Lucifer

Overbearingly overprotective of you sometimes when he first found out

Hearing all about your past abuser and what they did to you made him angry and like he wanted to protect you more than ever

There was no way in hell he’s letting someone who abused you in the past back into your life

He’ll constantly be by your side, hand wrapped around your waist and pulling you closer when others walked too close to you

He’s paranoid enough to send one of his brothers with you if he was too busy to go somewhere with you

If they ever found you, you’ll see his true protective side as he grips your wrist firmly and pulls you away from them, whilst showing them exactly who you belong to now and what they’re up against

Treats you afterwards to tea and cake and even bought you a small pendant and a rose at a nearby store since you looked so scared and that made him upset

Blocks the number from your phone and advises you to call him if you ever see them again; he’ll come and show them what happens if they mess with his loved ones

Mammon

Extremely over protective, more so than usual

He saw your phone ringing multiple times one day after you left it on it’s own, so he asked you about it, only to find out it was your past abuser

To say he wasn’t scared shitless would be a total lie as he desperately clings to your side whenever you think to go out alone, his arm wrapped tightly around yours

He’ll never let them near you, forget allowing them back into your life, are they crazy?

If your abuser ever finds you, he’ll have his hand wrapped tightly around your waist, pulling you away from them and baring his fangs as a warning

He was about to punch ‘em when they stepped too close to you, reaching out to grab your wrist, but you calmed him down immediately and left

Took you home straight away after you looked panicked and held you in his arms for a while rubbing your back soothingly, reminding you that it’ll be ok and that he’ll never leave you

Tells you to block them and call him if you ever see them again, he’ll protect you from anything and anyone, no matter the circumstances

Leviathan

His clingy side comes out when he first found out about it

First hearing about it was somewhat terrifying to think about to him, and he hates the person who’d ever think of laying their hands on you

The fact they were trying to get back into your life made him worry, but he knew you’d never allow that and neither would he

He’ll cancel his plans if you ever want to go out, he just doesn’t want you to go alone in fear that they somehow find you and take you away from him

He doesn’t care how nervous it makes him, his hand is permanently entwined with yours in public and if anybody comes too close, he’s pulling you in and giving them a death glare

Running in to them for the first time, he felt completely unprepared as they reached for your wrist to drag you away from him, but he tugged you away just as quick, snarling at them as he walked away

You both sat at home calming eachother down in a huge blanket afterwards, both crying and holding the other tightly as he reminded you that you’re safe now whilst burying his tear stained face into your neck

He never wants anything bad to happen to you, you’re the only person who’s ever liked him for him, so he’s going to protect you with his life

Satan

Pure anger was all he felt whilst you told him about your past abuser

How dare someone even think about hurting you? He wants you to block them as soon as you can and stay by his side for a while

He’ll never let them back into your life, he doesn’t care how much they beg, nobody hurts you and just expects to be forgiven, he’ll stay with you forever

And by God, does this man stay with you. It was like all his anger eventually turned into fear and paranoia about you getting hurt again; he didn’t want that, ever

His hand is glued to yours when you decide to go out, and every person that got too close almost made him break out into a fight

If he ever bumps into your abuser with you, he’ll make sure you’re safe by pushing you behind him and glaring, making sure they know not to try anything with him around

A lot of cuddling when you two get home, his arms wrapped around your stomach as he whispers sweet nothings into your ear to calm you down

He knows he may be a little overbearing at times, but he never wants to lose you, and the thought terrifies him, so he’ll do anything to make sure they don’t get you again

Asmodeus

He’s never felt so angry and sad at the time when you first told him; he was never planning on letting you out of his sight

He knew he just had to protect you so you never went through that experience again

Hearing they wanted to get back into your life made him laugh at how pathetic they sounded. He’ll never allow it, ever

Attempted to spend as much time as possible with you and if you needed to go somewhere, he was going too

His arms always wrapped around your waist, shoulder, anywhere that he could let others know that you belonged to him

He’s not too good with conflict, so when he met your abuser for the first time, he firmly grabs your hand and pushes past them, smacking his shoulder against theirs as hard as he could when he went past

Makes you feel hella good about yourself when you two get home, hyping you up and telling you how strong you are whilst giving you millions of kisses all over your face and neck

Imagining a life where you felt in fear of leaving the house because of some abuser made him sick, and he wanted to make sure you felt safe with him around and he’ll not stop until you always feel that

Beelzebub

He couldn’t help but pull you into a tight embrace when you first told him, very close to tears as he tried to push out the thoughts of someone hurting you

He can’t bear the thought of you getting hurt again so he convinces you to not give them another chance; he’ll get extremely worked up over it

He becomes clingy and protective after that, accompanying you to places you want to go with his arm wrapped around your waist and his glare glued to people that passed by

He knew he could be intimating if he tried, so he was hoping that he could keep others away from you and protect you

But he never expected your abuser to ever find you so when they stepped uncomfortably close to you, he pushed himself in the middle of you two, towering over them and glaring down, making sure they know to never cross you again

Treats you to your favourite foods to calm you down after you looked visibly shook up and holds you in his arms, telling you itll all be ok now and planting a few kisses on your head, quite shook up himself too

Never wants to see you get hurt again, it pains him too much. He loves you too much to allow it. He’ll always protect you, no matter the cost

Belphegor

Tries not to show it but he’s lowkey paranoid of everything and everyone

Finding out was painful and he wanted to pull you in and hold you so you felt safe and never let go

Tried his best to convince you to not leave the house as often, just in case. All he wanted to do was hold you in his arms and sleep, at least then nobody could harm you

Especially if they wanted to get back in your life. He doesn’t want to think of you getting hurt again, he’ll never let it happen for as long as he lives

But if you ever do need to leave, he’ll come with you, no matter how tired, he’ll have his hand entwined with yours and his gaze locked on you and the people around him

When your abuser found you the one time, he immediately sprung up, pushed you behind him and glared them down, baring his fangs slightly so they knew not to even think about touching you

Way too much cuddling when you got home, but he was too worried to care as he held you close to him, listening to your heart beat thump wildly in your chest and stroking your back

He knew he was taking a lot of precautions, but could you blame him? He felt safe with you, so he wanted you to feel safe around him too. He’ll do anything to protect you from now on

[kaaytea]

How about being the manager of Inarizaki, Nekoma, Seijoh and Shiratorizawa and how the boys would feel when they finally finally get a manager? :0

New Manager

⤷Includes: Nekoma, Inarizaki, Seijoh, Shiratorizawa

A/n: I haven't written for the HQ boys in a hot minute so I was sUper hyped for this! Thank you for the request, dear 💕

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Nekoma

Nekoma has been manager-less for so long that literally the entire team was dumbfounded when they spotted you chilling next to Nekomata

Like hello??? Who are you and what are you doing in their gym???

There's a good few seconds of silence when Nekomata introduces you

Despite being cats, they greatly resembled their Fukurodani rivals as they blinked back at you with big curious eyes

That is until Yamamoto slumps to his knees and starts tearing up, blabbering on about how they've been blessed with a manager while a quiet Fukunaga pats his back in an almost humouring manner

Yamamoto's out burst is what loosens up the team and they start making their way to introduce themselves to you

The first is Kuroo, who approaches you with a welcoming smirk which was quickly followed by a gentle smile from Kai and a reassuring pat on the back from Yaku

The first years are VERY eager to meet you! Lev and Inouka are bouncing around you spewing out questions to the point where Yaku has to kick them both and send them off to warm up

Sweet Shibayama very nervously bows at you and thanks you for taking care of the team (what a baby 🤧💕)

The entire team absolutely loves you by the end of your first day (yes even the aloof creature that is Kenma, though he'll never admit it)

Nekoma's inner team dynamic is very familial and you're immediately sucked into the little family vibes they got going on

The first years love to be around you! (Specifically Lev bc you're not as mean to him as everyone else)

The first years are always volunteering to help you carry equipment or water bottles

You once caught one of the jokes Fukunaga muttered during practice so now the two of you bounce little puns and jokes off of eachother to see who can get the other to laugh first (he is currently winning. although, you got him to tear up from laughing so hard once which you've been counting as 10 wins)

The third years tend to mother hen you a bit, specifically Yaku and Kuroo

Kuroo made it very clear to you that you're apart of the team even if you don't play on the court, so as captain it's his job to make sure all his players are ok (mentally, physically, socially, you name it! He's always looking out for you and is basically your big brother)

You and Yaku bond over the fact that you're both the unofficial team moms. The two of you are very organized and have a whole ass check list that you BOTH go over at least twice before the team leaves for a game or training camp

Kai is like your calm in the storm that is Nekoma. The two of you have had numerous conversations about anything from books to cafés and he's always willing to lend an ear if you need to rant

Kenma is a fairly distant person but he warms up to you when he notices how caring you are. He even let's you play his DS on the train rides to and from Nekoma

Inarizaki

You're a brave soul if you are willingly becoming the manager of Inarizaki

Kita is actually the one who asked if you wanted to be the teams manager

He saw you cleaning the board in a classroom during lunch break and was impressed by how well of a job you did

It doesn't matter if you said yes out of fear from Kita's blank stare or because you were genuinely interested bc now you're standing in the volleyball gym, clad in Inarizaki's signature maroon tracksuit

The team notices you instantly, particularly a certain blonde Miya

Before Kita even got a chance to introduce you to everyone, Atsumu had wandered over to you with a lazy smile tugging at his lips

Atsumu introduced himself and then started asking what you were doing here

"Are ya lost?" "Ya here to admire me?" "Ya dating one of the players?"

You didn't get a chance to answer his questions as Osamu lovingly threw a Volleyball at Atsumu, cutting off any moment you had to respond

The only problem was that Atsumu noticed the volleyball rOcketing towards him and scrambled out of the way like a startled cat, leaving the ball to hit you instead of its intended target

The silence that hung over the gym was deafening as the younger team members watched Kita and Aran rush over to assist your now bloody nose

Just as quick as it had started, the silence was broken by Atsumu yelling at his brother for hitting a helpless person in the face and the gym quickly descended into madness

Aran held a towel to your nose and gave you a few encouraging pats on the back as the both of you watched Kita chew out the twins (safe to say Kita was hard on them during practice)

Osamu approached you during a water break to apologize and, to the surprise of the entire team, gave you the extra pudding he had as a peace offering

Since that incident Osamu and Atsumu stopped throwing volleyballs at each other's heads (at least when you were around that is)

The team is also surprisingly protective of you

The glares people get at tournaments if they try to flirt with you are terrifying

You become pretty close with Suna as the both of you tend to sit back and watch Atsumu and Osamu fight (you tried to step in once but they literally only respond to Kita so it didn't do much)

Suna also pats you on the head whenever he passes you

(it's something he does to his little sister to show some form of affection/appreciation and now he does it to you for the very same reasons)

This goes with out saying, but the twins love you

Osamu still feels bad about the whole hitting you in the face thing so he always shares any snacks he's got on him with you

Atsumu truly just likes being babied by you

Any ounce of praise or happy smiles directed at him has him acting like a puppy

(does 'Tsumu have a tiny crush on you? Yep he totally does!)

Kita and Aran are absolute sweethearts!! They are both very grateful for all the work you put in and treat you to boba every other week as a thank you :))

Seijoh

It was a new school year and you decided to push yourself out of your comfort zone a bit

What better way to do that then be a manager for a sports team!

Apparently one of your classmates let it slip that you were looking to be a manager for a sports team because you were approached by a very buff and very attractive guy a few days after asking if you'd be interested in helping the volleyball team

You happily agreed to do a trial day that afternoon, to which the player, who you now know as Iwaizumi-san, breathed a sigh of relief and said he'd pick you up after school to take you to the gym

So the school day is over, Iwaizumi meets you outside your classroom and you're off!

As you walk to the gym he fills you in on some of the tasks the manager would have to do

The job didn't sound that terrible so you were a bit confused as to why Iwaizumi was having such a hard time finding a manager

"Let's just say that the applicants were more interested in staring at our captain than the actual job." He had told you

Ok so first unofficial rule....don't stare at the Seijoh volleyball team's captain? A bit odd but who were you to judge, maybe the guy was shy and didn't like attention

Your thoughts were cut off by the crisp slap! Of a ball hitting the floor followed by a few short yells from the players littered across the court

Your attention was then caught by the sensation of someone draping their arm over your shoulders and a tangy apple smell invading your senses

"Oh? I didn't know you were dating someone, Iwa-chan~"

Iwaizumi shoved the brunette off of you and quickly explained that you were just here to test out being the manager for the day

The player's eyes lit up and he turned to you with a bubbly smile, introducing himself as Seijoh's captain, Oikawa Tooru

Ah, Captain.... Now you knew why they were having trouble finding someone who didn't stare

Your first day went fairly smooth, just a few blunders that were quickly forgotten by the team after Oikawa cheerfully told you: "Everyone has to start somewhere, (y/n)-chan!"

After the first week you had to admit that the Aoba Johsai volleyball team were quickly becoming some of your best friends, you all fit together like a dysfunctional family

Makki, Mattsun, and Iwa would always agree/praise you when you joined in one the daily Oikawa roast session

Oikawa (when he wasn't pouting about how "mean" you are to him) was fairly sweet to you

He spent the first month helping you learn the rules about volleyball and explaining the lingo the team often used during plays

Although, he does jokingly flirt with you about 40 thousand times a week so...

Kindaichi is a nervous wreak around you the first few weeks. Eventually his nervous demeanor melts away. Now he goes to you whenever he needs someone to toss the ball up for him so he can practice his spikes

Kunimi likes you simply because you let him get away with napping during water breaks

Kyotani acts like you annoy him but if anyone made you cry or hurt you in some way he would burn the entire gym down in a heartbeat

Did I mention that Seijoh are also very protective of you?

When at tournaments they travel in a small pack with you in the middle to reduce the chances of you getting hit on

Shiratorizawa

Shiratorizawa is a very nice and prestigious school so you thought why not participate in an extracurricular that would be beneficial for, not only your resume, but you yourself as well!

Out of all the clubs you chose volleyball which you're starting to regret a bit since one of your friends informed you that the team is a powerhouse school

Which means you can't make a bad impression or silly mistakes.....at all

That entire philosophy is thrown oUt the window on your second day as the official manager

You somehow managed to trip over your own feet and slam into a cart full of spare balls AND spill the water bottles you were carrying all over yourself

You were hoping that the team, by some miraculous reason, didn't notice but the stifled giggles from a certain red head said otherwise

You would give anything for the ground to just swallow you up and disappear forever

But then you saw a pair of gym shoes standing in front of you and when you looked up you were met with THE Ushijima Wakatoshi, captain and ace of shiratorizawa, offering you help to stand up

You hadn't seen Ushijima be more than a stoic and intimidating guy so you were even more surprised when he gave one of his spare shirts to change into now that you had spilt water on yourself

I guess you could say your little clumsy episode was what broke the ice for you and the team

Tendou loves talking with you

You're an interesting person to him and he finds great pleasure in teasing you (in his own words it's "out of love")

Ushijima ended up not being as intimidating as you originally pegged him to be. Instead, he was just a quiet guy who surprisingly could say some pretty funny things (whether or not he intended it to be funny)

Goshiki just loves you. Period.

You praise him and give him head pats so he couldn't be happier!

Tendou and Shirabu tease him all the time about how he has a case of puppy love for you (which Goshiki aggRessively denies no matter how red his face is)

Semi is someone who is grateful for your assistance with the team and does his very best to get Tendou out of your hair when you're trying to do your manager work. He also shares his headphones with you on long bus rides so you can listen to music together!

[shinidamachu]

I need some Inuyasha as a great father (more like DILF, amirite?) headcanons, can you help me out?

I'm here to serve!

• It isn’t until they’re happily married for at least one or two years that the possibility of children are brought up.

• At first, they took that time to relearn each other, enjoy their company and make the honeymoon phase last a little long. They did spend three years apart, after all. There’s so much time to make up for, so many catching up to do before they’d even think to throw a kid into the mix. Plus, being a modern woman, Kagome would know how to avoid pregnancy the best her new circumstances allowed and how important that time alone is for a newly-married couple.

• They never actually had the child talk because Kagome just assumed that’s where their relationship would naturally lead to, given her motherly tendencies and Inuyasha’s history of ultimately giving her everything she wants. For his part, Inuyasha knew she wanted to be a mother someday and he'd be lying if he said he never indulged the fantasy of fathering her children. However, he has serious trouble wrapping his mind around the idea that, in reality, Kagome would still be up for it if he were to be the father. He could never dare to ask of her more than she has already given him. Be that as it may, it was not a big deal because it was not a dealbreaker. Nothing was.

• But with time, Kagome would have noticed how good Inuyasha is with Hisui and the Mirsan twins. How his relationship with Shippo had developed from a sibling banter to a makeshift paternal relationship. How people like Shiori and Bunza would look up to him like he was some kind of movie hero. How every kid in the village seemed to adore him despite his grumpy demeanor.

• And Inuyasha would have noticed the way Kagome would look at him whenever he so much as interacted with a child, the way her smell would spike significantly.

• She, of course, was the one to make the first move, jumping him one night, after they had spend the whole day stuck with babysitting the Mirsan children and popping the question.

• Inuyasha was relutant. There was a part of him that was adamant on making her happy and even believed having babies would make him happy too. On the other hand, he was terrified. Terrified of how her body would react to childbirth, of if her spiritual powers would accept his demonic energy. But mostly, about what would happen once the baby was born. The last thing he wanted was for Kagome to go through everything his mother had to go through. Or for another kid to face the same prejudice he did. Besides, he grew up with no father figure whose steps he could follow. He didn’t know how to be a father.

• Kagome assures him that they won’t have a baby until they’re both ready and on the same page, that they have time and that Inuyasha will be a great father.

• Inuyasha believes her.

• Then it is him felling some type of way whenever he sees Kagome around kids. And something deep inside desperately wishes to find out what would their children look like, what would it be like to hold and take care of someone born from their love.

• Finally, he caves.

• Inuyasha wants a big family, considering how lonely his childhood was. Kagome finds it pivotal for their first-born to have a sibling, since she had Sota and their relationship was one of the most important things in her life. That’s why they’d have two children minimum, preferably a boy and a girl. However, giving how dangerous and uncomfortable childbirth can be, especially without the perks the modern era provides, I don’t think they’d have more than three.

• Naturally, Inuyasha relies on Miroku for advice and the latter is more helpful than not. Except for the times Inuyasha asks or says something that makes it way too easy for Miroku to mess with him. Like the time he told Inuyasha that if he doesn’t get Kagome whatever food she craves while pregnant, the baby will be born looking exactly like that food. And Inuyasha believed him.

• And if you thought Inuyasha was protective of Kagome before... oh boy! He’d be almost overbearing, but Kagome would see it as endearing. Most of the time. Sometimes, though, a woman has got to have her privacy. He also becomes more attentive, more gentle, sweeter.

• After their first child is born, Inuyasha gets a makeover of sorts. He’s always borrowing the Fire Rat to Kagome and the baby anyway, so he figured it’d be more practical to just pass the clothes on to them already and get something new for himself.

• It’s white.

• Inuyasha becomes taller, stronger. And often lets Kagome experiment with his hair with braids, top nots... and ponytails.

• Old Myoga is the first one to notice the resemblance. And it’s true. He’s the spitting image of Toga. Former enemies and allies often mistaken him for Toga and Kagome thinks the look on their (and Inuyasha’s) face is hilarious.

• Sesshoumaru does not care for it (I stole this one from @heavenin--hell).

• Inuyasha hates his human nights even more because now his vulnerability also means he might not be able to protect his family as he usually would (Together Changed by @goshinote and @lostinfantasyworlds inspired this one). Plus, the black hair and lack of dog ears confuses the baby, who cries and fusses for a good while until realizing it is, in fact, Inuyasha holding them (this one I saw in an adorable fanart I can’t find).

• But since he needs way less sleeping than humans and he spends the New Moons up anyway, Inuyasha gets a lot of quality time with their infant at night, which allows Kagome to actually get a good night sleep unless the baby is hungry.

• The Beads of Subjugation get dooled and chewed on. A lot.

• A little contest takes place between Kagome and Inuyasha about what the first word of their first child would be, with Kagome going for “dada” and Inuyasha going for “mama.”

• Kagome wins.

• Inuyasha’s fighting style changes. He still says some snarky remarks, but now it’s more to push his opponent‘s buttons down so they would get sloppy than anything else. After all, he has a child to think about and provide for now. He doesn’t have the luxury of gambling with his life anymore. He has a home to come back to and therefore won’t be taking any chances (credit to @born-for-eachother for this one).

• And so he becomes more lethal on the battle field. Pragmatic. Objective. Calculating. Decisive. Cold blooded. Much like... Sesshomaru.

• He had never been more offended on his life than the day Sango pointed this out to him.

• When the kids grow up a bit, Inuyasha and Kagome start to tell them bedtime stories, with the PG version of the story about how the met and defeated Naraku being their favorite.

• Kagome tries to be a reliable and calm narrator while Inuyasha exaggerates the events and the voices, almost always breaking objects of their house in the process.

• After hearing one too many times about the Beads of Subjugation, their child tries to “sit” Inuyasha. Of course it doesn’t work, but he still makes a big deal out of throwing himself on the ground every time they say the word just to hear them laugh.

• The first actual toy Inuyasha buys them is a ball, just like the one he had as a kid, at the same time accomplishing a childhood wish through them and ensuring that they would always have someone to play with.

• Kagome is more protective of their physical state while Inuyasha is more protective of their emotional one (see Fist Fight by @omgitscharlie)

• Inuyasha goes to Totosai and asks him to make a weapon out of one of his fangs to each of their children once they get old enough for it. Not necessarily a sword, just something of their choice and that better fits their personality.

• He would be a just father, doing his best to show no favoritism, treat his children equally and make sure no one felt overlooked or unloved.

• But truth be told, if one of their babies turn out to be a daughter, he would definitelly let her get away with almost anything, no matter how much of a gremlin she is. Daddy’s little girl would have him wrapped around her tiny fingers.

• Life never treated Inuyasha kindly. From a very young age, it was kill or be killed. It wouldn't be too far off for him to think the exact same thing could happen with his kids, therefore he tries to prepare them, to tough them up so they can take it.

• And I believe this sentiment would be significantly amplified with a son, because it would involve the whole “suck it up”, “men don’t cry” and “man of the house” aspect of it. The “it is your duty to protect your mother and sister when I’m gone” too, especially because he couldn’t protect Izayoi himself.

• It’s “tough love”, but it’s love nonetheless. And in the right dose, which I believe Inuyasha manages to nail, it can be very important for one’s development and growth.

• But it’s hard to imagine him being as tough with a daughter. Probably because he sees so much of Kagome on her that the mere idea of seeing her cry simply breaks him.

• Kagome would actually have to step in when it comes to disciplining and saying “no”, because he simply wouldn’t have it in him to do so.

There’s actually a really nice post by @keichanz I reblogged a while ago discussing precisely that, but I can’t find it to save my life (should I start to properly tag my reblogs? No, it’s a lot of work and I’m right not to).

Anyway, that’s all I got for now.

Peace out.

[hockeyboysimagines]

hi i love your writing. can i please request number 18 or 7 for nolan.

thanks,

hope you have a great day!!

Okay so because I read this wrong and because I love Nolan I’m giving you 18 and 7🤣🤣 this is…whew🥵

It was 11:03 pm when you pulled into Nolan’s driveway. He was expecting you of course, you had called earlier after a fight with your boyfriend, and Nolan was always available whenever you needed him. Which lately was a lot. He always made you feel better with his words, but he wanted to make you feel better in his bed.

This must have been a bad one, because there was tears in your eyes and your face was red.

“Whoa you okay? What happened?”

“I’m not.” You choked out “I’m not okay.”

“Okay okay. Calm down. Come inside.”

20 minutes and 4 shots later you had told him the whole story.

“Why do you even stay with that guy? I mean he doesn’t treat you well, and can you honestly say you like him?”

No you could not, and Nolan knew it. The guy was worthless and you were way too hot for him anyways. Nolan didn’t get it.

“Just break up with him.”

“And then what? We live together.”

“Move in with me.” He shrugged.

“Tempting but I don’t think that’s a good idea.”

“Why?”

“Because I think-“

“Something might happen between us if you did?” They stared at eachother for a solid ten seconds before they both leaned forward hurriedly.

This had been a long time and a lot of arguments coming. Nolan hoisted you up and hurried to his room, tossing you on the bed and quickly started undressing you. It was rushed and messy as you both attempted to rid yourself of clothing. While Nolan was impressive in clothing, you was even more impressed by what was under them.

Nolan pushed your legs apart and settled himself between them, before his eyes moved to yours.

“im going to fuck you until you forget that assholes name” he gave a firm push, and your eyes clamped shut. He was way bigger than you were used to, but damn did it feel good. He had one big hand around your neck, the other one was holding him up, splayed on the pillow next to your head.

“Nolan oh my god” he moved in and out of you, the feeling unlike anything you’d ever experienced. His hair by now had fallen into his eyes as he leaned down to kiss your chest. His tongue slid across your skin before he bit down hard on the skin of your collarbone, and gave a particularly hard thrust, nearly launching you

Up the bed.

You let out a yelp and a half strangled moan, nails scraping down on his skin. He did it again, eyes burning into yours. It was getting hard to be quiet, sounds and words were leaving your mouth involuntarily when all you wanted to do was scream.

“Nolan I’m gonna-“

“Go ahead, scream my name, show everyone whos fucking you so good right now” His words made your eyes roll back in your head as an orgasm hit you like a wall.

“NOLAAAAANNNNNNN!” You screeched, lifting your hips up to meet his as he pounded through it, finally landing breathlessly on top of you. After a second of silence.

“So? Did it work? Did you forget him?”

“Who?”

“Your boyfriend?”

“What boyfriend?”

Nolan smiled.