#literally how I fall asleep every night is thinking about this fucking scenario.

[six-improbable-things]

knowing way in advance a potential event that might happen to your dnd character is a special kind of torture. Rook might experience literally the worst thing he possibly could experience (according to him), and I just have to SIT HERE AND WAIT for MONTHS. It's all I've been able to think about for over a week now, and it's killing me.

[desceros]

sometimes i think about the future symphony "i should have married you" post you made and it makes me so sad but the other night as i was falling asleep i was struck with absolute agony by the awful idea of "i should have married you" because marrying her would have made her hamato and maybe just maybe then she would have been able to become a hamato spirit. and the brothers most likely would have been able to make contact with the hamato sprits like they do in the series. and because if he married her at least he would have been able to contact her spirit. hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh anyways thought i should share hope your day is going fabulously captain desceros

oh, this is awful. allow me to make it even worse :)

we’ve seen in the series that you dont actually have to have the hamato name to be ‘a hamato’ as april demonstrates. we’ve also seen varying levels of. hm. ninj-oscity? ninpo skills? from the boys. like raph and leo doing a ninja mind meld. just. just mikey.

and we’ve always seen that donnie struggles with ninpo the most.

his ninpo is mechanical. when he uses it at its most conscious level, we see it manifest as blueprints coming together. literal pieces, as if constructed with real material. when he panics or doesn’t go through this process, it’s a vague shape that isn’t as strong or as defined in purpose.

so let’s take this scenario you’ve brought to us.

viola-chan would have, unquestionably, been a hamato. and for that reason, i can definitely see her having a hamato spirit.

…..but i dont think donnie would ever be able to communicate with it.

mikey would be the most likely, since he has the strongest ninpo. but he’d be in high demand since he’s so strong, so i think it would tire him and i dont know how much time and energy he’d have to talk to anyone. not to mention the stress he’d feel when donnie would come to him like Hey Can I Talk To My Dead Girlfriend and mikey’s like…. dude i just got home from 24 hours of straight ass kicking i’m about to pass tf out.

and raph, i imagine, died not too long after viola-chan, so whether he could or not is moot.

leo. well. i dont think leo could communicate with viola-chan either. leo is rather avoidant when he feels guilty or ashamed, and (without going into too much of spoiler territory) he’d feel largely unworthy to talk to you, i think. and since we’ve seen that it takes an open heart to use the technique, it wouldn’t work.

and donnie. god. donnie would try. he would try so, so hard. he would try, hours upon hours, every free moment, banging his fists on his thighs as he’d meditate until he’d collapse. reaching out. seeking. already not as strong at this whole ninpo nonsense. unable to calm himself from the need to see you need to see you please just let me see you one last time please please please that would make it impossible to focus. he’d start thinking about tech that could bridge the gap. that’s how his ninpo works, after all. modeling his blueprint. so if he can design a machine that can talk to you. his ninpo can bring it to life.

but he doesnt exactly have a lot of time to dedicate to a personal project like that, let alone one so fucking insane in scale, so actually impossible to do. and as the time passes he grows more and more obsessed with thinking about it. yet simultaneously more and more sure it’ll never happen. i feel like his last moments, alone, bleeding, staring up at the rust-colored sky, he’d be smiling. because of course he he has some kind of death drone army set to go the moment his ninpo cuts off, and it’s one last middle finger to krang. …but also i think he’d be a little relieved. hoping his spirit will find yours and lavi’s.

(do they? who knows. no more hamato exist in that timeline to find out.)

[lee-the-dino]

Bad Dreams and Bad Timing

A Dean Winchester x reader! fic

Summary: Dean has yet another nightmare, but can’t seem to go back to sleep himself. Luckily, he knows just where to find some comfort.

Warnings: literally none boo, this is more PG than Toy Story.

A/N: Idk who actually reads these, but how tf do I come up with titles and summaries without it seeming like just utter smut? Pls help lol

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A hunter’s life was full of unease and terrors, but the one thing anyone could find solace in was a night of sleep after a long day.

For Dean, however, the frights and terrifying scenarios he found himself in on a daily basis creeped their way into his dreams long after the sun set. It seemed that it was once in a blue moon that he would find himself having pleasant dreams, or more likely, no dream at all. The hunter would normally wake up in a cold sweat that left him craving comfort. A comfort, he knew, only you could bring.

Tonight was no different. He jolted upright in bed sweating and breathing heavily. His eyes looked bewildered as he glanced around the room. He tried to catch his bearings. In front of him, Dean saw the dark room he occupied. His room, in the bunker. Home.

A sigh of relief escaped the man. He dragged his hand down his face.

“Son of a bitch…” he whispered to himself in a frustrated tone.

Every night Dean found himself startled awake like this he wanted nothing more than to be comforted by you after.

He exhaled sharply, taking his pillow and readjusting himself to lay down on his side. It was just a dream, he could get over it himself. That’s, at least, what Dean told himself. But he couldn’t get the nightmare out of his head. Every time he closed him eyes it seemed like images of vengeful spirits and ominous ghouls were hiding behind his eyelids to scare him again and again.

He tried to fall asleep, he really did, but Dean just couldn’t dose off.

“Fuck it,”

Dean drew his blankets back and swung himself out of bed. He was eager to at least get some rest for the night. He got up and walked down the bunker halls until he stopped at the door he always walked to after his nightly terrors.

Your door.

Dean never actually got the courage to knock and ask for company. Not until tonight.

Dean was nervous, to say the least. He wanted to turn back like every night, but he just…couldn’t. The hunter cleared his throat and knocked on your door, hesitating for a bit.

“Y/N?” He called. He waited, but didn’t get an answer. “This is stupid,” Dean said to himself.

Just as he was about to walk away, he heard the click of your doorknob turning. His eyes widened. He couldn’t believe how nervous he could become just from the sound of a damn door. You opened the door, rubbing the sleep out of your eyes before answering the hunter standing before you.

“Hm? What’s up?” You asked, failing to fight back a yawn. You were still a bit delirious from waking up only moments ago.

Without a second thought, Dean wrapped his arms around you. He pulled you into a tight embrace. He swore he would have said something before just randomly hugging you, but he was too tired to hold back any longer.

You stumbled back, surprised at the sudden contact.

“Woah,” you breathed out, “What’s gotten into you all of the sudden?” You said, half serious, half joking as you wrapped your arms around Dean.

He pulled away for a second, just enough to look into your eyes. You really did have gorgeous eyes, he thought. He cleared his throat before he could completely trail off.

“I just…” he began, a bit embarrassed, “…had a rough night.” He was still unsure on how you would take your sudden contact, only remembering to think of that AFTER you were already in his arms. To his relief, however, you gave him an empathetic smile as you met his gaze. He really did have pretty eyes, you thought.

“Here…” you grabbed his hand as you slightly pulled away from his hug. You led Dean inside your room and to your bed. You ushered him to join you. He closed the door behind him, still nervous about asking you to stay.

“Do you want to stay with me for a bit?” You asked. Butterflies began to flutter in both of your stomachs at the offer.

“Yes, please” Dean said with a chuckle. You could see the relief wash over him. It was as if he became more relaxed every minute he was with you. What you didn’t know was that this was fact in Dean’s mind. He constantly craved your touch and your company.

You laughed a bit at his remark, pulling back the covers of your bedding before settling underneath them. You opened your arms, gesturing for Dean to enter your embrace once again. He wondered if you knew how much those small gestures meant to him.

He got under the covers on the other side of your bed quickly, eager to feel your touch again. Dean scooted towards you and wrapped his arms around your waist. He laid his head on your chest. You felt his forehead come to rest against your neck. Instinctively, you placed your hands on his back and in his hair, drawing soothing circles to comfort him. You heard a satisfied sigh escape Dean as he nuzzled further in to you.

For the first time tonight, Dean felt at peace. He felt comfortable knowing that you were there with him.

You started humming a soft melody that soon soothed the hunter even more. The combination of your touch, the sweet scent that lingered in your clothes and sheets, and the vibration of your voice in your chest was mesmerizing to Dean. It was the one thing that let Dean finally let go and completely relax.

You looked down at him, making sure his breathing finally slowed, indicating that he was asleep before you finally closed your eyes. You let out a sigh, taking in Dean’s touch and soft expression. As an end to the night, you pressed a kiss to his forehead and rested your head atop his.

“Maybe I’ll finally tell you how I feel in the morning,” you chuckled, pulling him closer in to you.

“I love you,” you whispered, finally letting yourself drift off.

What you didn’t know, though, was that the hunter laying just below you was still awake. Barely, but conscious enough to hear your quiet confession. Dean couldn’t help but crack a smile on his otherwise rugged complexion.

He reached up to kiss the place closest to your face that he could.

“I love you too, Sweetheart,” he whispered. He pulled you further into him, as close as he possibly could, before the both of you finally drifted off to sleep.

Dean was prone to nightmares and encountering all of the things that went bump in the night, but with you in his arms he finally had something that could make all thought of it melt away.

The only lasting thing on his mind for the night was how exactly he was going to tell you he reciprocated your feelings. But, that could wait until the morning. He was more than happy with you safely falling asleep in each others arms.

—-Extra Scenario—-

“Dean! I found a new case you gotta-!”

“Oh…”

Sam opened the door to the last place he looked for Dean; your room. He gazed over the scene: sunlight streaming in ever so gently from the small window in the corner of your room onto the two of you. You and Dean were fast asleep in your bed.

Dean’s arms were tightly wrapped around you as your legs were intertwined. Your hands rested on Dean’s shoulders as he quietly snored below you. It was the most peaceful Sam had seen either one of you in God knows how long.

He smirked, closing the door slowly until he heard a quiet click! behind him.

He let out a stifled laugh.

“Oh, Dean, I am SO not letting you live this one down!” he said before walking back off to the library.

Truly, he was just happy you would FINALLY have to admit your feelings for each other after years of having to watch both of your oblivious pining for one another.

—The End—-

A/N: I hope you liked the fic! I am very new to writing fanfic so if you have any suggestions or constructive criticism for me I would LOVE to hear it! I am thinking of writing this again, but switching the roles of Dean and the reader, so let me know if you would be interested in that as well! I hope you all have a lovely night, and thank you for reading <3 :)

[ughgoaway]

the sick dad matty blurb omfg ACE i’m literally unwell at the thought of mopey messy hair matty falling asleep in ur lap and being so flustered at u seeing him like that- brb fucking crying

also speaking of which genuinely insane timing how you always post smth after i’ve had a very long shift i swear theyre really the one thing i look forward to the most after work 😭😭 uninterrupted horizontal time with ur blurbs it’s true it literally is my fav thing-

also perhaps an extension of sick dad! matty but i just can’t shake the idea of teacher reader being worried about him still and asking annie about it at school the next day and annie just randomly drops a bombshell in the way kids do and says smth like ‘oh daddys so much better today! he’s all smiley and said that you chased the bad coughing monster away for him- can you come do that every time? daddy’s never had anyone do that before’ and it just b r e a ks teacher reader completely pls anyways crying throwing up

(- bff anon also has the can’t shut up disease i fear 😭）

OMG, IM GLAD YOU LIKED IT BFF!!! I just need to look after this man.

like imagine he eventually wakes up and its like 9pm at that point so you're like "okay let's get you to bed" and he's all sad and pouty and says "only if you stay over with me" but he's still half asleep and doesn't quite process what he said for a good few seconds...

wide-eyed, he tries to backtrack, "wait- I'm so sorry I didn't mean it like that! obviously, we haven't slept together yet, but- NO, NOT LIKE 'SLEPT TOGETHER' SLEPT TOGETHER!!! I MEANT LIKE JUST SLEEPING!!! ohmygod-"

you're like "no that sounds nice, let's go upstairs," and matty is silently freaking out bc you're gonna be in his bed. with him. sleeping. he's thought about this scenario 1000 times, and none of them included him being dealthy ill and not having nice sheets on the bed first.

(more rambles below the cut as always)

you get matty to brush his teeth and get ready for bed, even rubbing some moisturiser on him (he just sits there with a dopey grin as you apply)

he always thought you'd be on his chest or he'd be spooning you, but he ends up with his face buried between your boobs and he's out within 10 mins.

oh and the morning after... so much potential...

I must have spidey senses for when you're at work bff!!! the fact that my blurbs make you so happy you look forward to them??? brb vomiting???? that is so kind. horizontal time on tumblr is my fav too, its unmatched.

OH, LITTLE ANNIE TALKING ABOUT HIM PLEASEEEEEE-

I can see her spending the night at hanns bc matty doesn't want her to get ill and doesn't trust George or Ross to keep her overnight.

"Do you even know what 5 year olds eat??"

"bro, why dont you trust us???"

"Yeah... like mushed carrots and shit right. "

you put the kids to work colouring something but secretly call Annie over yo your desk, "hi Annie! I just wanted to ask how your daddy is today, I know he's been a bit poorly"

"...please take her Adam"

she immediately lights up and starts chattering away, "Oh, daddy said he's feeling much better today. he even made me my toast this morning, and he was all smiley the whole time!!! he said you made him all better and played nurse!! can you do that every time he's poorly? he's much happier when you are his nurse than when he goes to the doctors"

obviously, internally you're like "ohmygod he really likes me, and I made him feel better. oh, he couldn't stop smiling, and annie noticed because he was so happy and -"

but externally, you play it cool like, "Oh, that's great, sweetheart! I'm sure next time he's poorly, you can help him feel better too"

Annie is like, "Oh!! I hope he's poorly again soon, I wanna play doctors with you!!!"

you try not to laugh at her wishing her dad ill and just send her back to her desk, but the grin doesn't leave your face all day. thinking about the fact you made matty giddy makes you just as giddy as him.

the next day a bouquet of flowers show up at your door with a note,

"dear nurse y/n,

thank you for coming to look after me even after I cancelled our date. whilst I am slightly mortified you saw me looking like that, I'm more grateful for your help. you made being sick worth it. Spending any time with you is always worth it.

love, matty x

ps, I hope the next time you stay in my bed, I'm substantially less sick, and we're both wearing substantially less clothes ;)"

[yoonjinsgirl]

Heyaaaa guys!!! I'm here with Chapter-6 to my series.

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Yoongi x fem!Reader

Summary: you wake up one day only to realize it's 2026 already & to your biggest shock you are not in your bedroom, not in your house! You try to wake yourself up from the dream! But is it really a dream or the truth of your life?

Genre: idol au, mirror world au, angst.

Taglist: Open

Updates: after every 4/5 days.

Warnings: An au concept, not something that could make sense irl, it could be dangerously delulu. please note all my writings are fictional and has nothing irl to do with any idol/person.

A/N: This chapter in particular has yoongi's pov.

Request are open & also highly welcomed and appreciated! Check my work until now: Masterlist💌 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~♡^·ᴗ·^♡~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I've imagined this all night and every day!💕

Chapter - 6

As days keep passing you keep feeling more and more weird and uncomfortable with your situation. Because no matter how much you try to shrug it off it doesn't helps at the end of the day you still think what is going on with you! it's common for you to daydream or think of your bias but why the heck are you able to visualize the literal impossible scenarios and even though you've been army for years now you don't dream about them alot so why do you daily keep dreaming about yoongi? And most importantly from where did the ring appeared? You even shared it with your bestfriend but she is certain that you are only overthinking and that you are overwhelmed about yoongi's enlistment, again which is true for-sure but still you've a unsettling feeling which no matter how hard you try to shrug it just won't go away.

On the other hand yoongi won't appear anywhere! Like not on any of his sns accounts nor he could be spotted on any event or whatsoever! It made you want to run away somewhere and get lost somewhere, where these feelings won't affect you so much! His absence just made things worse for you! Dreams would keep coming, somedays you would find yourself waking up to your face stained with dried tears marks. This behavior of yours freaked you out because you never were like this, surely you loved him but you surely knew your limits! You knew you had to keep your delusional mind aware of your limits, and that no matter how much you want your imaginations to come true but your love for him was forbidden.

After having a long day at work as you settle down to rest, it's already been a month and yoongi is still not seen nowhere, so you just randomly think to message him on his sns account, although you know it's worth nothing as you are just one of those millions who would be messaging him, but that was an old habit of yours to always share your inner turmoil with him, he was definitely your safe place, so you message him thinking even if no one really takes your concerns seriously and judges you, atleast he would never! Ofcourse he would never know about your messages but also he if ever had seen he still would never judge you! Yoongi was never the person who would judge people you knew that.

After messaging him youu fall asleep thinking maybe now that you had already shared your thoughts with yoongi you would be able to get over this thing of yours.

While you are asleep you have no idea the messages you have been sending off randomly, you've no idea what's actually going on with yoongi? Or what actually had happened to you leading to you getting various and frequent flashbacks.

33days ago...

Yoongi was genuinely resting at his home when he sees a shadow coming close to him, he was about to throw his hands but he freezes on spot when he sees his own reflection infront of him "WHAT THE FUCK! I guess I'm too tired from all the performing!! And whiskey is acting up"

Saying this he slightly pats his cheeks to get in his right mind, but to his shock his reflection stood right infront of him unbothered and judging him giving him side eyes! His eyes widens as he notices it moving,

"YAHHHHHH YAHHH WHAT THE HECK IS THIS?", he almost shouts as he grabs his pillow to throw.

"Jeez you are way too over dramatic Min Yoongi it's not like I'm a ghost or anything", whatever thing that he was seeing said to him.

"Even ghost are far better than what I'm seeing rightnow! What the fuck are you? A mirror reflection who is here to eat me up or something like caging me into mirror and stealing my identity!" Yoongi spoke assuming all the possible scenarios that could take place.

"Are you like seriously crazy dude? You need to stop watching too much of non fictional movies or shows or whatever shit you read to assume things like that!"

"Then what in the world are you??? Are you even there or is my whiskey acting up?"

"Nope I'm for real!"

"So are you here to harm me? Because I will call security so don't even thinking of doing anything, I'm warning you, also i can punch you down! Do not underestimate me!" Yoongi said defensively.

"Nope I'm not here to harm you! Sit down already will you? talk while having a seat I'm already tired answering your illogical questions by standing here?" saying that his dup takes a sit. Meanwhile yoongi is still, standing trying to process whatever is happening.

Finally after few minutes as yoongi sits down on his bed still staring at his dup and back looking at himself, trying to figure what the heck is this thing! Few minutes go's by and there's awkward silence.

"So are you by any chance from my future or something? Or wait don't tell me you are my son or grandson NO WAYS!", again yoongi says assuming too much.

"YAHH AISHHHH! NOO EWW! STOPPP! okay no! I told you before itself you watch a little too much of series and movies to assume all these sh!t!. So before you assume anymore shit let me introduce you to myself, I'm Min Yoongi aka Suga aka Agustd! Yes I'm you but like in a different realm from a different world! You can suppose that i belong from a world which is exactly same as you with some exceptions, like it's 2023 and in my world its 2026, and I'm here to get help from you, you need to take my place for few days while i come here and i complete my research on how people live here so basica.."

"WHAT NO! Just get out! I'm doing nothing get that inside your head! Also how do i believe whatever shit you are saying is true? You told me to not speak nonsense but atleast my assumptions had some logic! I don't find even a drop of logic from whatever theory you just said! Also even if you are speaking truth how do i trust you?" Yoongi said cutting off his dup in middle way as he made his own point.

"Heyyyy no wait! Listen to me I'm not lying believe me! Just like you I'm also an Idol! I too have my armys in my mirror world! But what my fans and members don't know is, that I'm also work in a secret research as their team head for my world! To be honest i guessed that you will be similar to me so i came by to explain you the process. And to be honest even if you don't agree I'll have to interchange our positions for few days, you won't even know when you would get teleported to my world so just calm down and just cooperate and trust me i guarantee your safety and that i won't spoil your image here!", yoongi's dup said trying to explain his situation.

"How do i trust you?", yoongi asked his dup.

"Well we can go right now and i can show you around! No one knows my identity as a head researcher, so if we go we will have to be careful as literally no one knows about me not even my research team, as we only contact through mails. So the only thing we need is to hide my identity and be careful".

"No but wait what if your people they recognize it's not me?"

"That unfortunately is not possible since we are alike! Besides once you will get teleported into my world you'll possess a power that will help you to survive and that will mask your real identi.."

Before yoongis dup could continue yoongi cutoff his sentence in between as he curiously asks, "What Power? Am i supposed to be some kind of supernatural human??? I'm fucking just a normal human being who has some good musical sense and my fans ofcourse"

"why don't you hear me out without cutting me off dude! So basically this is a thing in the mirror world if anyone from another world teleports there, the world will enter into a different realm and for sure in your world it might not be a power but in the mirror world everyone who doesn't belongs from there are 10000× more powerful. So your power will be depending on your inner energy, so that inner energy or power makes some changes into our world, mostly for the survival. And according to my study your energy must be the 'Everlasting Memories', which will make sure you don't forget a single moment or thing, also you'll be able to know the memories of people around you so no one would be able to catch you off guard while you take my place!", the dup explained him

"But what if there's someone just like me stuck in your world they know who i am?"

"Well it's s not possible since i haven't got any report from my team mates about it and not everyone knows how to balance the laws for a person to actually meet their other significant in another world without one of them getting teleported, so i don't think even if they do anything, it would be same as you. As the person teleported there wouldn't even know what happened to them so relax!" Yoongi's dup cleared his doubts and spoke further, "But even if there's someone nevermind you still will have the memory that will always help you to know what the truth is to you! There only 10%chances of someone to overpower your inner energy and even if it happens you still will be able to remember their truth so you are safe in all ways!!".

"Ahhhh i see", yoongi said while slightly nodding as he tries to understand and process everything, meanwhile the dup continues, "See i told you about everything now so please cooperate, according to my research i believe you've right now for few days have no schedules or such! You can be there and rest! Besides turning your life upside down without any notice, it's better if you know and understand the situation and we exchange places".

"Okay then i guess let's do it, not like i have any choice so yeah!" Yoongi agrees a little hesitantly.

"Really???"

"Ye"

"I never thought you had accept this!! Well thank you then"

"By the one more thing are you some kind of dr.strange from multiverse kinda thing???", yoongi again asked, his curiosity getting the best of him.

"Dude would you stop asking weird questions???"

"Hey! C'mon it's so much similar how could you decline it?", yoongi retorts back thinking it's almost similar with it.

"Well okay maybe it is!", the dup finally agreed to yoongi's point.

"Daymmn i knew it! Afterall things like that actually exist"

"I can't with you! see we will get teleport at night so bye now and be ready". Saying that the dup of yoongi from the mirror world disappeared from there leaving back a curious and amused yoongi behind.

After The Incident...

Yoongi was stunned when he woke up the next day. He was so stunned to see the world to be exact same, his members were same, his workplace was same, even his house was same! He was stunned to discover to that there existed a world apart from where he lived.

Everything was going smooth until one day suddenly he feels something weird and the next thing he knows he finds you sleeping on his bed! Although he knows he has no girlfriend in real life so why are you here? Didn't his dup told him that they both were alike? But afterall maybe his dup has he thought, also it was just the overpowering effect of your inner energy, no matter what he had do, he wasn't able to keep himself off you, loving and cuddling you, everytime he would see you his heart won't co-operate with his mind! He would feel like you were there since the beginning, but deep down he knew something is not right, but the more he stayed with you the more his feelings started to grow up on his mind, to understand what was happening with him.

It was like there were literal dailouges ringing in his mind and he would just blurt out those! He was irritated but everytime he would look at you or would have any kind eye or body contact he would lose his mind and he almost hated himself for stealing someone's else girlfriend because having same face doesn't gives any right to play with someone else's feelings and betray someone he thought! But no matter how hard he would try he would always find himself getting pulled towards you and he hated how he enjoyed himself with you.

All these years he somewhere always yearned to have someone beside him and now when he got you, deep down in his heart he was so happy to have you until one day, just like you had arrived without any notice, you disappeared in thin air. Half of his mind convinced that it was his dream while half of his mind telling him that no it was all true. But then if you were a true person and not just imagination then how could you disappear just like that? And how could no one tell that you did existed once? No one knew about you! Everyone just told him that at this point he should start looking at some dating options or maybe it was armys delusional mind working inside him, and everything they said made him think that it was partially right as you did mentioned him to be army afterall.

His thoughts contemplating until the day of his own departure came and his dup appeared again thanking him for helping him and co-operating, but yoongi on the other side felt like he was the bad guy here, so hesitating he asked him if he, his dup by any chance had girlfriend! And to his surprise he had none! So then who were you? A possible ghost! His beautiful dream! Or was really his mind playing games with him? Or did someone actually got teleported like him?, before he could go insane. He instead decided to tell everything to his dup and he told him the answer that yoongi most probably wanted to hear.

"Well during my time out there, i came to know someone had actually teleported here! And she whom you saw was indeed from your world my subordinates informed me. And why would you even doubt your memory dude? when i clearly had told you always trust your memories because they won't lie!", the dup told him clarifying the truth.

As yoongi spoke further about his situation, "That's not the only matter here! I just told you that i behaved with her like she was my love, my girlfriend when she clearly wasn't! I knew yet i had no control over my emotions and just like a magnet i kept getting drawn towards her, and i ended up developing feelings for her!"

"Did you just said that you knew the reality and still you did things you didn't wanted to?"

"Yes! But as i said after few days i actually started having feelings for her"

"Ahhhhh that means her inner energy was Law Of Attraction, so that is why whatever she might have wished for you did it!"

"I just told you, that is not entirely true, i ended up having feelings so she wasn't the only one to blame for whatever i did"

"Get a chill lol why are getting so defensive?"

"No I'm not! Why would i? I don't even know her and not like i will meet her again" although he clearly declined his feelings his crimson cheeks said a different story. All his dup could do was only chuckle at him.

"Okay then see you never again, tomorrow morning you'll wake up in your world! Thank you for everything"

"hmnn okay thank you for keeping your words"

"And yeah also good luck in finding your girl" yoongi's dup said with a playfull smirk, "yahhhh aishhh how many times do i tell you I'm not going do anything like that", yoongi replied denying having any feelings now.

"Well okay if you say so", his dup says while shrugging off.

"Also it's impossible because didn't you told me before that people always tend to forget things once they're teleported back into their world, and i would be able to remember because of that energy thing, so it makes so sense on looking for her?" Yoongi asked absent-minded.

"Even though you just told me you had no business knowing about your so called girl you are still asking me! Well still I will answer your question so don't worry!" He said teasing him further and continued, "as i said she has stronger side for law of attraction so there are chances that maybe she remembers it all and suppose even if she doesn't remember all of it right now, there are very high chances for her to regain those memories, if you somehow find her and try to remind her of your times that you had spend with her or any moment that you had shared with her, anything like that would be able to recover all her memories!".

"Are you sure this could work??", yoongi asked.

"Woahh woahhh woahhh!!! I'm offended! What do you mean by I'm sure? Ofcourse I'm damn sure! Infact guessing on you getting into a situation where you both ended up being lovers, which means she actually wishes to have you in her life, maybe she's someone who loves you, which also means she could be one of your fan! So maybe after all it won't be so hard to find her! Good luck on finding her". He replies while giving yoongi a small smile.

"Don't make your own assumptions, i only asked you for security reasons that's it!! Nothing more than that"

"Well ofcourse after all how could you fall for a fan! So..."

"So.."

"So i guess you should go and get rest and sleep because you will get teleported only while you are asleep, tomorrow morning you'll be in your world safe and sound! So bye i guess" the dup finally said biding him a bye.

"Hmnn bye good night, take care" yoongi says as he gives a quick side hug and turns away towards the bedroom, after all yoongi was indeed the sweet and soft person.

As yoongi laid down on the bed to fall asleep he was happy and content knowing there are still chances that he could meet you once again! He certainly wouldn't try to contact or find you immediately but he knew he would, once he is sure he can! For now he was relaxed knowing that there were still chances of you and him getting back! There were still chances of you both crossing eachother's path! The thought itself made him feel good. As he fell asleep with the last night in this mirror world which he certainly would never forget because he met someone like you here! But he was also excited to go back to his world and meet his actual members, his friends, his 6 brothers, his world..back.

Before he knew he was back in his world, more than happy to be back and meet his family and his friends. And glad that he still remembered and had you perfectly glued in his memories as he smiled thinking he's one more step closer to you as you are now under same sky as him.

Little did yoongi knew you were absolutely clueless about your time spend with him and how you were unknowingly trying to get rid of those little memory flashes that your mind tried to remind you.

TO BE CONTINUED...

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[innocent-cat]

Can I get some genji and/or ashe x reader comfort for a reader whose friends broke off friendship with them? im going thru it man

I'm sorry to hear you aren't doing too well:'( BUT I LOVE ASHE AND GENJI SO I WILL POUR MY SOUL INTO HEAD CANONS OF COMFORT FOR YOU

for lack of better context clueing, youre dating genji and ashe in these scenarios.

(A/N - pls specify /p and /r you guys confuse me and make me think im doin the whole thing wrong(っ◞‸◟ c))

Ashe Caledonia x Reader Genji Shimada x Reader Head cannons

Warnings - None

"Homesick", Ashe x Reader, Genji x Reader

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Ashe

Ashe had been wondering where you had been all day, and you had scared her a little

You hadn't responded to her calls, texts, and let alone read her texts.

All she could think about was how she could have gotten you killed just because of her living the life she strode

Coming home to you curled on your bed SHATTERED her bro

i don't care how cold hearted she is she loves you with her whole heart and wants to comfort you in any way possible immediately

"Hey- hey- darling? Are you alright?"

if you had said yes she would have said something jokingly snarky about how 'you aint' okay n she can tell'

She of course rushed to your side kneeling, rubbing your back, kissing your head, and whispering to you whats wrong

she genuinely wants nothing more than to help comfort you in this moment and its amazing

When you eventually explain to her that one of your closer friends had decided it's best to cut ties with you, she can't help but look at you with pity

"Oh my love.. I'm so sorry about that"

Expect cuddles. ur the small spoon.

movie night for the rest of the day

she literally just hold you in her arms 'protecting' you from harms way

Still rubbing circles into your back when you fall asleep

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Genji

Poor boy thinks you ran away in the night when you're ignoring him

like

he's genuinely terrified he's gonna go home and UR NOT GONNA BE THERE

he's literally crossing his fingers that you're laying in your shared bed with him when he opens the door to the house

HEAVY sigh of relief when he sees you're safe and did not in fact abandon him

im so tired right now guys

he low key walks to the bed slowly like you're gonna leave the moment you hear him creeping around

"Helllo?｢(ﾟﾍﾟ)"

so confused and soft spoken mann

he literally went to poke you before you turned around and just

hugged him

completely full body embrace wrapped this confused boy

okay he's now less terrified but more terrified for you

"Whats wrong??"

When you tell him what happened he's kinda just like

(・へ・)

It's not his fault guys he's just a little skringly

After an awkward few moments he starts rubbing circles into your back, and low-key playing with your hair

"What can I do to help?"

literally anything.

so you did.

you guys played Mario kart all night and he let you win every race

like. he'd go out of his way to fuck with the COMS just to make sure they don't beat you

He's playing dry bone bowser. I don't make the rules, but I also kinda do

Literally just giggling your sadness away with him doing stupid things to impress you or make you laugh

even if you cant tell he's trying like. super duper hard to make you happy

[gyubby99]

@disneyanddisneyships how it would be like dating my ocs (hehe)

Only like.. the story im writing and everything

Marianne

She'd be like the best gf ever.

Elizabeth tells u Marianne's deepest darkest secrets

Slight nsfw but if u kiss her bare back u go straight under the sheets idc idc

WOULD listen to you rant about literally anything. Rant about frogs and shit and it's better than anything she's ever heard her entire life.

She's a workaholic bc she's the heiress, so when she knows she can't spend time with you she writes you a handwritten letter instead.

Lets you proofread what she writes

I feel like she's both a morning bird and a night owl, so like when you wake up she'll be right there excited to hold you and at night, if you beg her to read one of her works, like-- pleaaaseee with a cherry on top, she does it until u fall asleep.

She likes to tease u. It's her way of showing u how comfortable she is.

She spoils you to death. If you asked her for McDonald's she'd buy the company.

Sometimes she judges herself too much, or think what she writes ain't good enough, so you hype her up.

Has the BIGGEST smile when you're around like are you kidding me? You make her the happiest girl in the world.

Lots of aftercare with this woman.

She would write you a poem, a letter, a whole book on why she loves you. Literally.

She's stubborn. When you fight abt something she somehow gets the upper hand most of the time.

She bites when doing the yk what

Secretly very thirsty and vocal (hehe)

She's a sucky cook so if she cooks for you pretend u like it

Elizabeth would yell "OH FOR FUCKS SAKE JUST KISS"

--squeals when you DO kiss.

She's such a boomer. Bear with her if she doesn't even know what "asdfghjkl" means.

In the modern world it's canon she plays candy crush, so it would take up a lot of her time

Gives u back massage

Her love language is words of affirmation.

Hope to god her mom ages out. Pls.

Damian

Has a lot of hyperfixations so if u listen to him rant about them he's a goner

Draws you little butterflies. He can't draw but he can try because he loves u

He would talk to u abt his mom a lot

Scenario: he would be sparring with Jake and as soon as he sees you?? Motivation = 📈📈📈📈

Speaking of Jake he's wondering "HOW THE FUCK DID HE PULL"

Don't be surprised if one day by some miracle he brings home a ferret. He loves ferrets.

You're a writer??? HE WILL analyze your book, or anything you write. He WILL proofread anything you write. He WILL give out honest opinion

The thing is he would lie sometimes. But like, only lie about if he fought a raccoon or something. Like he would lie to u about the secret stash of sweets, or if he threw heart shaped confetti in your room. But get this, he's a bad liar.

If your favorite color is green you have no right to break up with him. He has green eyes.

His love language is gift giving and quality time

A cuddly man. He wants to feel u physically every second of the day

"Hey can u write me something"

Plant nerd. Instant info-dump

Loves people of all body types. Thin? Smash. Plus sized? Smash. Chubby? Smash dear god. He's a lover AND a fighter.

Recommend him a book and he'll read it for you.

He's like a male version of Belle. So, he's academically smart. But emotionally very dumb.

Please don't mind this man being silly and a little childish at times. It's his way of showing he's healing his inner child with you..

Reassurance would never be a problem with him. He'll give you that before u realize you need it.

Severe abandonment issues.

Do you sing? Good luck. He's gonna keep bothering you to sing for him.

Also he's a choir kid.. you might even go for a "Fly Me To The Moon" duet.

HE needs insane amount of reassurance. Give him ALL OF IT.

He has big hands.. i think u know where this is going

"Is this okay?" While doing IT. AGSAGDASJJAKSAAJ

Elizabeth

She braids your hair.

A ball of sunshine, actually. She acts like a teenage girl with a massive crush around u

She needs kisses and you'll give her all of it.

She adores dancing so pls dance with her

Love language is physical touch.

You + her = PDA

She takes commissions from you but instead pay her with a date

She loves strawberries and sometimes you would pick strawberries together

"They listen to u rant--" bitch no. With Elizabeth? You rant TOGETHER.

"I love you more" competitions.

Marianne gives u a locket of Elizabeth

Ava loves you for her actually. You and Elizabeth would go visit the tavern and she would be like "EEEEEEEEEEE"

Cheesiest petnames beware.

Hold her as she tells you about her mommy issues.

"Slay the house boots down houston im deceased" "Liza, what language are you speaking?"

She loves idioms sometimes even no one gets it, and you kinda have to deal with it.

HAND HOLDING IS A MUST

Selene/ Lady May

Shes the most introverted person that has ever introverted. So indoor dates.

Love language is quality time

I feel like there would be more to her character.. so we'll see (free space)

Loves combing your hair

Would dedicate like 10 songs to you and you've just brushed your hand with hers

A hopeless romantic so she aint lettin u go

Family issues. So, her parents do not approve of you

Yest despite her family disapproving, you fight for her.

Only lets you touch her hair

Hates horror movies. She hides her face behind you a lot.

"Darling" is her petname for you.

She plays ukelele and sings to u often

Jake (I'm including him because I love him. Yes. I do. Despite what he pulled in the 2nd chapter. If u can love canon alistar then im allowed to love jake 😔)

Overprotective mf

Never lets u near damian

Pretty toxic lol

Only loves you. Literally. This man loves no one else lmao

Jealous guy

Simp

"Hold me im angry" "why what's wrong?" "Damian beat me at UNO"

You have to rlly empathize with this man. He has mental health issues

Communication issues. *runs from u*

Bad flirt but you love him anyways

You have to put up with his dark humor

Level 2-3 asshole around you, level 10 at everyone.

If you're shorter than him then he wont let u live a single day without letting you know "how the air up here feels like"

Love language is physical touch.

Nerfed Chaz Thurman.

[roosterbruiser]

I have indeed had lucid nightmares. I think every nightmare I remember is a lucid one. I never knew that people didn't dream the way that I did until I was in middle school. I've always been one of those kids that used to read before bed, and sometimes under the covers too 😁. And I remember talking to my best friend and going, "I was reading this book, and I got to this part, but then I remember something else happening at the end." And she corrected me cause she'd read the book before and that was when we realized that I'd dreamed the entire ending that I remembered. It was an interesting conversation to have in the library and on the bus for sure.

As an adult, I guess I turned it into actual escapism where I was doing reader-insert shenanigans in my brain dreaming that I was on dates with these characters and subverting canon and then I'd dream about them too.

As to how I do it.... I just close my eyes and plot, like I would when writing a story, I guess is the easiest way to explain it? Like, I think of the people and places and conversations. And I use my imagination to get the sights and sounds and smells and anchor them in the story. That usually sends me right into the Sandman's clutches and then my subconscious picks the story thread up and tada! This probably isn't the best explanation, but I also fall asleep like this every night so I dunno how else to describe it.😅😅😅

It's kinda like having someone read you a bedtime story but you create the story yourself and inject yourself into it to?

- XOXO Star

this is genuinely so amazing? like I'm actually in awe right now? wow!

having lucid nightmares is fucking horrifying!! truly!! so I am so sorry!!

but that convo with your friend about making up the whole book ending literally floored me!! that would be so interesting and discombobulating! I have mundane hyper-realistic dreams kind of like that where I will like cut my hand or dye my hair or something that doesn't matter like that and then be super confused when I wake up!! weird!!

amazing that you can, like, control any of that. truly! that's like big brain stuff!! telling yourself a bedtime story is so fucking sweet, I love that so much!

the closest I've come to this is that I will sometimes wake up and be like genuinely writing a story? like not even imagining the plot in my head, like imagining the words on paper! it's very Kubla Khan of me

but I also fall asleep putting myself in little scenarios every night!! def escapism!

[whatever-lmaoo]

Imma have to treat this like tags because it makes no sense if I don’t😂

#We indeed got ate up like a five course meal and maam it was delicious 😍🤭

#That was more than just panty dropping

#Like you were creating oceans between our thighs because O M to the motherfucking G

#“…intense ecstasy take hold of you almost as if it was against your will.” I feel like this one doesn’t need an explanation, it’s just dkdjfkffkfkf😵💖😵‍💫

#“You're still gonna end up full of my cum, you little slut.” Call me that again 😝 wanna spend the rest of my life full of him😍

#“…otherworldly experience.” Couldn’t have said it better myself😝

#“Will breathed a sigh of relief as he read your text, happy that you responded right away…”

#Yessss I’m a fast responder myself and I get nervous because what if someone thinks I’m weird or have no life😭

#it’s just such a nice touch to remind people that there’s nothing wrong with replying quickly and that most people prefer when you do🥹

#“If it feels right, then it’s right.” I love therapist Benny🥹

#“Just be careful when you’re fucking in the sand…” He knows us too well🤧

#Will is such a cutie pie I can’t🥺🥹

#“Fuck, sweetheart, you gotta let me in there…”

#There’s nothing I love more than a desperate man🥵😘

#especially when they get to the point of becoming a little dumb

#their eyes blown and filled with nothing but need and desire

#“…the effects you left on him still lingered, a sense of ease and contentment gracing him…”

This just warms my heart so much🥹

#“A mix of faces he's seen over the years.”

#I know this is just one sentence and I was gonna talk about it but after finishing the story we’ve gotta go over it as a whole

#There is literally nothing you can’t write

#The nightmare scenario was so on point and realistic

#The build up was amazing with it starting off like a regular night then it changing to will thinking about the dreadful letter, which by the way broke my heart😞 but I forgive you🥹

#Then we see him try to shift his thoughts by thinking of things that make him feel secure and having our voice be the one that he hears counting to him was a great choice to show how much our connection has grown 🌸

#And then he falls asleep and that’s when I feel like you really flourished with your creativity

#I genuinely felt like I was watching a movie in 3D when reading your descriptions, the images were so vivid and it felt like you could not only hear, but touch them in a way

#i got a feeling similar to going through sleep paralysis, the imagery sucked you in and all you could do was sit and watch no matter how much you wanted to intervene

#don’t even get me started on how you turned the mixture of faces into us

#I feel like that just further proves that nightmares not only feed off of our fears and memories but also the love that we may have for someone in our life

#Overall the whole thing left me in chills🥹 like you deserve so many awards for that scene alone 🏆🏆🏆🏆🏆

#omg almost forgot the part where Benny comes in and they just sit in silence, it was such a nice final touch🥺✨

#another thing I forgot to talk about was the panic attack for example and the pink hue and sweatiness of his skin and how every detail throughout the fic was so meticulously crafted and placed

#there wasn’t a point where I felt like there was too much or not enough detail 🥹🌸

Breathe

Part 5

Pairing: Will "Ironhead" Miller x female reader

Words: 6k

Warnings: Rated E, 18+ only. Oral sex (F receiving). Masturbation (M). Cum play. Fingering. Swearing. Truck sex. Detailed nightmare involving choking and death. Vomiting.

Summary: More days of bliss continue for you and Will, including a proper date where lustful feelings are balanced with hesitations, and another nightmare brings things crashing down.

A/N: Well, I managed to write another chapter before it was a year since it had been updated 😅 Thank you to everyone who continues to show interest in this story and for voting for it to be the fic to be updated next 💗 Extending an even bigger thank you to the wonderful @spaghettificationandpretzels who gifted me these absolutely stunning headers to use!!

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The slow, lazy drawl of his words were like liquid gold; warm, welcoming and melting over you, the appellation ‘sweetheart’ he'd given you something you were quickly growing accustomed to and hoped you would wake up hearing every morning.

But his greeting was nothing compared to the way he made you feel as he met his mouth against your spread cunt, his smooth, searing tongue licking a broad stroke through your folds that held remnants of him from the night before.

Your mouth opened to say something in return, but all that came out was a sharp gasp that quickly turned into a drawn out moan, your arm extending to grip at Will’s hair where your fingers held onto it tightly, your hips lifting up to push against his face.

You felt him hum against your flesh, his approval of your blatant need for more reverberating through you, his hunger evident as he eagerly ate at you.

Continuing to writhe to the generous movements of his tongue, you opened your eyes and looked up at the ceiling, digging your head back into the pillow as you succumbed to every assault on your sensitive sex, the white plaster now blurred through your eyes.

Will wrapped his arms around both your thighs, pulling them down to the mattress to spread you further apart, securing his hold on you despite you moving wildly from pleasure. He latched onto your clit, sucking and flicking at it until your breathy moans grew into cries, feeling your body lurch and lift off the bed in an attempt to resist his grasp to keep you in place.

His ferocity only increased, the taste of your slick coating his tongue and soaking his beard encouraging him, feeling starved for something he never knew would be possible of craving this much, everything about you addicting him like nothing in his life had ever before.

The sheets pulled under your body as your hands left his head and fell to them, clawing at them desperately and bunching them up until your nails felt sore, your whole body tensing and trying to escape this barrage only to have such intense ecstasy take hold of you almost as if it was against your will.

There was no way for you to attempt to keep quiet, not caring a single bit if Benny happened to be home and heard what surely sounded like Will was killing you, your body and mind unable to restrain the pleasure the older Miller provided even if you wanted to.

And then the Captain kept going.

You bucked against his face as he landed one knee on the bed, the dip of it registering his weight and power in your fucked-out brain, the thrill of knowing this man could do whatever he wanted to you without a struggle both scaring and exciting you.

Will buried his face in you even more, pushing his talented mouth and tongue deeper in your soppy cunt, his shoulders pressing hard on the backs of your thighs while his arms continued to lock around your hips, keeping you from backing away from him.

Low, satisfied moans sounded from him the more he devoured you, adding to the delirium of lust that was taking over every part of you, knowing he was enjoying this just as much as you were igniting the fire that quickly erupted into a second orgasm.

He growled into you as you wildly rode his face, his fingers digging into your flesh to force you to ride out every second of it as intensely as possible, his tongue keeping the same consistent pace and pattern that brought you to your high in the first place.

Your back arched off the bed, your hands reaching for any part of him you could make purchase on, grabbing his shoulders and arms and finally landing on his head, your nails raking over his scalp as you applied pressure that kept him in place.

Will didn't stop until he felt your body relax around him, your tensed muscles and limbs falling slack around him, his fervid actions slowed to gentler kisses and softer licks while his hands rubbed you soothingly.

“Oh my god,” you said through a small laugh, one of your hands resting on your forehead as you took in how impossibly good that was, the other giving his firm bicep a squeeze.

Will chuckled as he sat upright, looking down at you hungrily while he pushed your knees flat against the bed to keep you spread out for him.

His face and beard glistened with your slick, and his cock was leaking excessively from the tip, the sight of him throbbing and full of so much want for you making your heart swell and hammer in your chest.

Your mouth watered as you watched him take hold of himself, rubbing his thumb over the smooth dome before running his hand down the length, his eyes falling closed at the relief he felt at finally addressing the ache between his legs.

Will began pumping his dick slowly, only to increase the pace after a minute, his eyes opening to look at you with a crooked, lustful smirk.

“You're so fucking hot, sweetheart,” he complimented, his gaze trailing from your tits that you languidly touched down to where your pussy was laid out and open for him to do whatever he wanted with.

You smiled, your breathing becoming more laboured as you got worked up watching him jerk himself off, his chest rising and falling sharply in time with yours.

“You want that load on you?” he panted, his voice gruff in his question.

“Yes,” you confirmed with an eager nod, your arousal billowing through you again.

“Where do you want it?”

You pinched at your nipple, moaning as you wiggled on the sheets before him, your body his to use however he pleased.

“Anywhere.”

The muscles in Will’s cheeks flinched as he clenched his teeth tightly together, his arm that pumped away at his cock flexing admirably, and his eyes fell to your hole that oozed with your creamy slick, his target chosen with a darkness clouding his blue irises.

He angled his hips slightly closer to you, aiming his shot at you right as the first of his cum spurt out and landed on your clit, then on your inner thigh, the rest of it exploding onto your folds.

Will wasted no time in swiping up his hot spend with two of his fingers and driving it inside you, making you cry out and jolt to his aggressive touch.

You quivered and shook, unable to control any sounds or movements made, your eyes squeezed shut as he finger fucked you hard.

“That's it, baby,” he encouraged roughly. “You're still gonna end up full of my cum, you little slut.”

You could hear the amusement in his tone, and you opened your eyes to see him focused on his task, continuing to drive all of his load inside you each time we pulled his fingers out and pushed them back in again, the slipperiness of it on your overstimulated cunt throwing you over the edge.

The euphoria was blinding and more intense than the two he gave you before it, feeling a rush of wet release from you as you rocked on his hand, his grunts and moans barely registering in your ringing ears.

“Fuck, Will!” you cried, breathless and heaving as you came down hard from your high, feeling the soaked sheets under you and seeing the tattoo on his forearm shining, the ink darkened and saturated.

He climbed through your mess as he lowered himself overtop of you, covering your sated, numb form with his, his weight welcoming after having such an otherworldly experience. Cradling your heated cheek in his hand, he captured your lips with his, transferring your tangy taste onto your tongue from his mouth and beard, both of you moaning slowly as you deepened your kiss and savoured each breathless second.

It had been nearly another full day before you returned home, Will driving you back to your car where it had been abandoned in the gym parking lot after he had whisked you away to his house, neither of you wishing for the fantasy of staying in his bed to end and being forced to face reality.

As if it hadn’t been impossible already, you found it even more so to distract your thoughts from him, catching yourself daydreaming or smiling to yourself in the midst of any task, knowing you were falling in love far quicker than you could have ever imagined.

It took everything in you not to call or text him first, urging yourself to play it cool and not come on too strong despite everything you had done together being the opposite of that, the worry of spooking Will or letting your hearts take off before your feet had a chance to catch up something you didn’t want to happen.

But it was like he was reading your mind, your phone buzzing on the table behind you as you worked to prep your dinner, quickly dropping your knife and wiping your hands on the tea towel as you watched his name light up your screen with a text.

I can’t stop thinking about you. Dinner tomorrow?

You grinned and pulled your lip between your teeth to try to stifle it, the consideration of waiting a couple of minutes to reply crossing your mind even as your fingers furiously typed out your reply.

I would love that.

Will breathed a sigh of relief as he read your text, happy that you responded right away and that you were wanting to see him again so soon, his mind constantly racing with worry that what you had experienced together had vanished as soon as you had left his house or that he had taken it for more than what it was.

“You need to chill, dude,” Benny muttered from the other side of the kitchen, making Will scowl before putting his phone down and rubbing his hands through his hair.

“If you wanna see her, see her. It’s not that hard.”

Will scoffed a laugh, crossing his arms over his chest as he leaned against the counter.

“That easy, huh?”

Benny smiled and nodded, shrugging his shoulders at the same time he gave Will a look that hinted he was thinking his brother was being ridiculous. “Yeah.”

Will puffed out his cheeks as he sighed again and shifted his weight on his feet.

“I asked her for dinner and she said yes, but I don’t know where to take her.”

“Literally anywhere, man.”

Will ignored his brother’s helpful suggestion, continuing to think out loud.

“The problem is I want to go somewhere nice, you know, but I can’t exactly afford that right now. Fuck, I can hardly afford to get us Big Macs from McDonald’s and that doesn’t exactly scream romance, does it?”

“Jesus Christ, you overthink this shit so much,” Benny accused, stopping from putting away the dishes he just washed to turn and face his brother in hopes of getting his point across and easing Will’s mind. “Judging from what I’ve seen, and heard, so far, just being with you would make her happy.”

Will nodded and glanced down at his feet, wanting to trust what Benny was saying but still having doubts given the history of his love life.

“I don’t want to mess it up, man.”

“I know, and you won’t, but if you keep being all fucking on-edge about it and not just going with it then things won’t happen how they should.”

Will looked up and squinted at his brother, that same nervous feeling he kept having bubbling up inside him again.

“You don’t think we’re moving too fast?”

Benny shrugged again. “Fuck, man, I don’t know. You didn’t ask her to marry you or anything while you were balls deep did you? If it feels right, then it’s right. I don’t know what else to tell you.”

Will laughed and shook his head, finding it hard to believe he was putting the fate of his relationship in Benny’s hands and taking his advice.

“Do you think a picnic on the beach is fucking lame?”

“Nah, chicks eat that up. Do that. She’ll love it,” Benny assured him, clapping his hand on Will’s shoulder as he passed by him to walk out of the kitchen.

“Just be careful when you’re fucking in the sand,” he added, winking over his shoulder and laughing.

Will made sure he covered every detail, wanting everything to be perfect despite Benny reassuring him it would be.

Doing a mental checklist as he packed everything up for your date, he placed everything from cutlery, to napkins, glasses and a wine opener into a cooler and bag, double-checking everything was there and he wasn’t forgetting something.

He glanced at his watch as he closed the cooler, seeing he had eight minutes before he said he would be picking you up, knowing the drive to your house was only six and a bit and that he’d rather be early than late, but didn’t want to make you feel rushed.

Deciding it was better to go now before he could second-guess anything else, he grabbed everything and headed out the door to his truck, telling himself he would drive the exact speed limit in order to show up right on time, shouting a quick goodbye to Benny who was in the garage doing pushups and responded with a grunting ‘good luck’.

The nervousness and excitement he felt were equal, trading off with each other what felt like every ten seconds as he drove, the stress he had put on himself to make this date perfect exchanging with how eager he was to see your beautiful smile and hear your sweet voice.

A small bout of panic shocked through his veins when he pulled up to your house, seeing you sitting on your front porch waiting for him, making him steal a glance at both the clock on his dashboard and at his watch to ensure he wasn’t late, only to realize he was still two minutes early and you were clearly just as excited for this as he was.

The smile you gave him as you stood and grabbed a small bag from beside you immediately put him at ease, shifting his truck into park before promptly getting out even though you were already a few steps away.

“Hey,” he greeted, leaning in for the hug you initiated, releasing the breath he had sucked in as soon as your arm wrapped around his neck and gave him a firm squeeze.

“Hi,” you whispered against his shoulder, the tone of your voice telling of your relief to be in his arms again.

“Ready?” Will asked, extending his hand to take the bag you held in yours, matching your smile as you nodded and made your way to the passenger side.

Will followed, admiring how gorgeous you looked in your pretty, floral dress, opening the door for you to hop up into the seat.

He placed your bag beside the cooler in the back and then got in, beaming at you as he put on his seatbelt.

“I know you told me not to bring anything, but I had to,” you explained, justifying your reason for not following his request. “I remember you mentioning those cookies you love from that bakery down on Main, and-”

“Seriously?” he blurted, his joy due to your thoughtfulness and from his excitement over the cookies he swore were the best on the planet.

“Yeah,” you shrugged, smiling at his reaction.

“Thank you,” Will spoke quietly, the sincerity in his voice making your heart swell.

You reached over the console and placed your hand on his, giving it a squeeze as he rubbed his thumb over the top of yours, his features soft and his eyes full of something more than just gratitude at your gesture.

Hours ticked by without notice as you laid comfortably on a large blanket on the sand, the warmth held in it from the sun radiating through to your bodies, watching the sky change into bolder hues of orange and pink as night began to settle in.

“This is amazing, Will,” you thanked, feeling so spoiled to have been treated to the most wonderful date you could’ve ever dreamed of.

“I wanted to take you on a proper date,” he began, lacing your fingers together where he fidgeted his against yours as he spoke. “We haven't exactly done things right.”

You looked at him surprised, tilting your head. “No? That’s not what I think.”

Will set his lips in a straight line and let you continue.

“What constitutes something as being right?”

“I don’t even know,” he chuckled, shaking his head. “I was in the same relationship for so long and it was so wrong…” He paused, taking a big breath in and then sighing it out. “I just want this to turn out right.”

“I think as long as we’re having fun and feeling good about it, there’s nothing that could be wrong.”

Will nodded his head in agreement, smoothing his thumb across your knuckles. “Isn’t it a bit nuts though? How fast it’s all happening and how good it feels?”

You considered his words, repeating them in your head as you thought up your response. “Yeah, of course I’ve felt that way…almost like it’s too good to be true, but I’m not going to sit and wait for the other shoe to drop and expect it to go south just because things are going so well.”

Will remained silent, clearly processing each word carefully as he always seemed to do.

“Do you think we’re moving too fast?” you asked, not wanting to make Will feel smothered or scared, recalling your conversation in his bedroom the other day.

“In theory, yeah,” he admitted, “but at the same time I feel like I can’t get enough of you.”

“Then use me until you’ve had your fill,” you offered, knowing you would never regret falling hard and fast for him even if it ended in disaster.

Will’s eyes darkened, and you watched his Adam’s apple bob in his neck as he swallowed thickly, like he knew no matter how hard the two of you tried, this high level of lust between you would always be present in the midst of all the ways you truly cared for each other, that kind of chemistry not cheapening anything you had together.

Not wanting to say the words you did feel, you propped yourself up on your elbow, leaning over him in order to look at him completely, pulling your entwined hands to rest on your chest where your heart beat rapidly.

“I really like you, Will.”

You wanted to say more, to say everything, but hoped that was enough to assure him that what you thought you had was true, that every touch and kiss and moment spent with him was genuine and real.

The corner of his mouth tugged upward in a smirk, the tension previously held in his face faded away as you brought your lips to his and kissed him, slowly and purposefully, melting into him even more when he reached his hand up to cradle the back of your head to deepen it, his other hand smoothing up your back to press you closer to his body.

Will lifted himself off the blanket, turning so you laid down on it instead, his knee driving between your legs to spread them apart as he settled on top of you.

Your kisses never stopped, alternating between fervid and languid, wanting to consume and savour each other all at once, your hips rolling together eagerly to work you both up into a frenzy.

His hard cock strained through his jeans, humping and rubbing against your cotton panties that were soaked through, your dress lifted up to your midsection where his hands tore at your flesh desperately.

Although he was ready to fuck you into tomorrow right there, the grittiness of the sand that he already felt on his skin reminded him of Benny’s warning, and parting from you reluctantly, Will looked at you spread out beneath him, his chest heaving as he caught his breath.

“Your place?” he panted, the way you were looking so fuckable making him rethink his decision to relocate somewhere more comfortable.

You gave an enthusiastic nod, both of you quickly gathering and repacking everything you brought in order to get to your house as fast as possible so you could pick up where you left off, the pause in such craveable foreplay almost cruel.

Will threw everything in the bed of his truck without care and turned toward where you stood leaning against the passenger side door, licking his lips before grabbing your face and crashing against you in another heated kiss.

You moaned as your body slammed against the steel, your hands roaming his form that was tacky, his shirt damp on his skin, inhaling deeply in order to try to breathe even more of him in.

Your fingers dug into the thick muscle on his shoulders when his hand slipped down your body and landed between your legs, his long fingers slipping in your panties to run through your slick that coated you.

“Jesus Christ,” he muttered, always amazed at how wet you were for him.

“I don’t think I can wait,” you breathed, speaking against the shell of his ear as he steadily moved his fingers in and out of your warm and readied hole.

“Me either.”

His response came out as a growl as he removed his fingers from you and opened the door to the backseat, climbing in it to sit and unbuckle his belt and peel the zipper down on his jeans.

Your mouth watered as you watched him lift his ass up off the seat and shimmy his jeans and boxers down, his huge, hard cock springing free.

“Come here,” he beckoned, extending his hand for you to take so he could help you in and position you on his bare lap.

You slammed the door behind you, giggling as you sat down on top of him and reached up to take hold of his scruffy face, kissing him through both your smiles as he chuckled at the same time.

His large hands smoothed up your thighs, dragging your dress up as he went, his fingers digging into the flesh of your hips which prompted you to begin moving against him.

You ground down on his length, smearing the viscous arousal that sat heavily in your panties along your aching sex, moaning into his mouth at the sensation that had you seeing stars already.

The truck was sweltering, but neither of you cared, your focus only on each other and your goals of reaching the highest point of pleasure, feeling sweat accumulate at the back of Will’s neck where your fingers danced on his searing skin while your own beaded with moisture that began to drip down your chest.

Will moved his mouth away from yours, angling to kiss along your jawline and down your neck, alternating the press of his lips with an indulgent suck, and when he got to your chest, his tongue glided across your slippery skin in broad swipes, licking your sweat as his hands moved from your hips to tear at the straps of your dress.

In one tug your breasts were exposed, allowing Will to dive his face between them with a low growl, your hands clawing at his head as he took turns rolling his tongue around each of your nipples while you steadily ground on his lap.

“Fuck, sweetheart, you gotta let me in there,” he pleaded, his voice rough and his eyes wild when he peeled himself off your chest and lifted his hips up to press into you more at the same time you bore down on him.

“Yeah?” you teased, rolling yourself harder on his rigid, leaking cock. “How bad do you want it, Miller?”

“Fuck!” he chuckled, bucking up into you compulsively.

He slotted his mouth with yours again before taking your lower lip in his teeth and biting down, pulling until it was released. “I want you so fucking bad, baby.”

You smiled against his lips, “Then have me, Will.”

Without wasting anymore time, Will hooked his fingers in the crotch of your panties and roughly pulled them to the side, taking hold of his cock to guide it to your entrance and watching with furrowed brows and a slack mouth as you sank down over him, taking him inch by inch into your soaked flesh, the sight adding to his craze.

He cursed again, stretching and spreading your lips with his girth, his size causing some resistance even with how wet you were.

Once he was fully seated in you, he let his head fall back on the seat, letting out a relieved moan as he basked in the feeling of being completely encased by your body, holding eye contact with you as he reached up and brushed his thumb on your cheek.

“I missed you,” you spoke, wanting to say more but hoping those three words would portray how much you cared for him, not feeling shy in telling him you craved his presence and felt a void in his absence.

“God, I missed you too,” he answered, placing his hand to cradle the back of your head to bring you closer to him, resting your foreheads together.

You breathed together, the hazy, thick air in the truck making it difficult in addition to how charged everything was between you, and you nudged your nose against his as you whispered. “I missed having you inside me.”

He sighed and brushed his lips on yours, feeling you clench around his cock without otherwise moving, this moment of honest intimacy complimenting the desperation you felt only moments ago to get to this point.

“Yeah?” he asked, flexing within your walls, making you moan and rake your fingers across his scalp, his hands smoothing down your mostly-naked body back to your hips where he took hold of them and started to force you to rock again.

You hummed, that pleasured sound growing to a broken moan as you accepted his guidance and rolled yourself on his cock, your clit rubbing on his wheat coloured pubes that lay against his lower belly, your lips finding each other instinctively where your kiss quickly increased in fervor along with everything else.

The heat was one thing to navigate, but the lack of room in the back seat of his truck was another, Will’s large frame filling it out to the point he didn’t have much space to move, his knees knocking against the back of the seat in front of him. Neither of you cared though, making the most of this steamy moment, focused on making up for the time apart even if it was only less than forty-eight hours since you last had skin-on-skin contact, feeling no shame at all in needing each other this much, this often.

All-in.

The words you had agreed on echoed in your mind, the promise sparking even more arousal in you, feeling the need to prove to him just how true it was with your body and allay any hesitation or doubt he had in his mind.

Your hand pressed up against the upholstered covering on the ceiling as you dug yourself down harder on him, riding him in a pace you knew was close to getting you both, motivated to feel him swell and burst inside you at the same time you crumbled apart on him, your mouth pressing on his firmly as your tongues delved deeper. It fell onto the window, smearing your handprint in the condensation before finding its way back to Will’s body, both of your hands now gripping his broad shoulders for support, your legs burning from your efforts as you kept a steady tempo, feeling your orgasm building deep within you.

Will held onto you tighter, his moans reverberating into your mouth as they increased and his cock released its generous load inside you, coating your walls in thick spurts of his hot spend, the feel of it leaking from you and lubricating you even more tossing you into your own climax.

It was like your mind and body separated from each other, a blinding, numbing effect making your mind go blank while your body acted on its own, continuing to ride him wildly to chase each aftershock at the same time your limbs began to go limp from such intense pleasure that was quickly turning over into exhaustion.

Your chests rose and fell sharply against each other as you panted in search of proper breaths, his hands reaching up to smooth your hair out of your face where it clung to it with sweat, and you opened your eyes to see him smiling weakly, but satiated at you.

His head shook slightly side to side almost in disbelief, his eyes full of ardor and his smile growing to bring out the lines beside his mouth as he watched your own smile stretch across your swollen lips.

“Think we’ll make it to your place now?” he grinned, sending you a wink.

“Hmm, I’m still not sure,” you purred, causing him to raise his eyebrows out of amusement and surprise.

The next two nights went just the same as any other, trading off sleep in favour of sex, your days spent rushing through the work day to meet at the gym to workout together, followed by making dinner before quickly retiring to Will’s bedroom.

Regardless of what little hours of sleep you did manage to get, Will had never felt so rested, your presence and energy bringing him a calm he hadn’t experienced since he joined the military all those years ago, his nightmares becoming less and less to the point he didn't fear his head hitting the pillow each night.

Even though you weren't with him tonight, the effects you left on him still lingered, a sense of ease and contentment gracing him as he climbed into bed, your scent left behind on the pillow that sat next to his to remind him of you as he took a deep breath after settling in.

But it was all short-lived as his mind immediately went to the letter he'd received that morning, one that in theory was good, but tainted what he had just started building with you.

The all-clear was given by his therapist and the U.S. Army to resume active duty, and a date to deploy was typed in bold at the bottom.

Will sighed, splaying out his hand on his stomach that had been closed tightly in a fist, having expected the other shoe to drop in the perfect world he had found with you, just not so soon.

A slight sense of panic began to rise up through him, turning his skin a hue of pink as he broke out in a sweat, his breath shaky when he closed his eyes and focused on the simplicity of inhaling and exhaling, hearing your soothing voice count the seconds in his head rather than his own.

Will promised himself everything would turn out fine, rolling over onto your pillow where he continued choosing to focus on you over the anxieties that were steadily creeping up, the cool air from the fan on the dresser blowing on his hot skin. He breathed out again, as slow as he could manage, imagining you beside him to kiss his worries away and how your bare skin would feel against his in the mix of the humid heat and slight reprieve from the fan, and somewhere between thoughts of you and his imminent deployment, he fell asleep.

Kill.

It’s what he was trained to do.

Everything he knew was predestined to violence and something he never thought twice about in the moment.

Duty.

An order.

A job.

The screams subsided to a wheeze, and as he pressed his forearm harder against the straining neck in front of him, a gasping sound strangled out of the mouth that opened and closed, trying to suck in even the tiniest bit of air.

Hands grabbed and clawed at him, anywhere they could reach, desperate and frantic, their last efforts giving Will a slight struggle as they fought for their life, only to have him force his grip tighter.

Their movements grew sluggish, feeling their body begin to turn limp in his arms, the flailing arms sloppily hitting him as gurgled noises choked out of them.

Then silence.

Will released his hold, only to be fooled, his captive suddenly righting themselves and bolting forward and away from him.

He couldn’t keep up, his feet hardly moving off the spot where he had stood, his assigned hit escaping him and leaving the Delta Force soldier failing in his task.

Then they fell.

By some fate, a rock or ledge in the concrete floor tripped them, their helplessness shown in how their body splayed out weakly and defenselessly.

Confidence erupted in him, each step powerful and booming, closing the gap between the hunter and prey in a few short strides.

Will grabbed the back of their neck and hoisted them easily off the ground, flipping them over so he could see the face that had almost made a mockery out of him.

It wasn't any one given person. A mix of faces he's seen over the years. Features of those he caught glimpses of before completing their execution.

His hand clamped around their throat, crushing their windpipe with a compression that felt superhuman, watching their bloodshot eyes bulge involuntarily, the blood vessels in them and in their face bursting with each second he cut off their air.

More attempts to claw and rip his hand from them, only to flounder, forcing Will to add his other hand to accomplish his goal.

He closed his eyes, waiting for the moment to pass, feeling their resistance slacken under his palms, their engorged pulse that pumped wildly against his fingers slowing.

Then he heard it.

A voice so familiar he could pick it out anywhere.

It was so faint, but clear as day.

“Will!” they called.

You called.

His eyes tore open, only to see your lifeless face resting in his hands.

Will shot up out of bed with a scream, his entire body drenched in sweat, gasping and gulping for a breath he couldn’t catch.

Your pillow was wrung up in his hands, his grip still so tight on the prop used to mimic your throat, the shock of what he’d just dreamt making him toss it across the room as a heavy wave of nausea hit him like a ton of bricks.

Will gagged as he flew out of bed and bolted to the bathroom, making it to the toilet just in time to be sick, his entire body lurching and heaving as those images continued to haunt him.

When he was sure he had nothing left to throw up, he collapsed on the floor, his back thudding against the vanity, rubbing his hand over his eyes and face in an attempt to wipe away the tears and sweat that mixed together.

Your face that was stilled by death kept flashing through his mind regardless if he opened or closed his eyes, feeling tortured by his own self for creating such a nightmare let alone continuing to torment him with it even after waking up.

He rocked against the cabinet, tearing his hands through his hair, his sobs coming out loud and uncontrollably.

He needed to see you, needed to know if you were okay, that life still breathed through you and you'd look back at him with the love and kindness in your eyes that you always did, your smile bright and vibrant, but he couldn't move. Frozen in place, he couldn't even manage to get back to his room to get his phone and call you, his terror and false grief immobilizing him.

Eventually the sound of Benny’s footsteps coming in registered in his pounding head, feeling his brother's hand rest on his shoulder before sinking down to the floor to sit beside him, his silence a comfort that Will knew he could always rely on.

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[shinycollarboneapologist]

bestie how are we doing!!! I've been so busy I forgot to send talk to youuuu!

(and by busy I mean forcibly spending time with my father.. I'm so overjoyed about it.)

but enough about him, how are you?? how is the killer sunburn?! have you died yet?

also I love that you are a fellow gilmore girls fan!! I must know what team you're on tho, as previously stated I am team logan and obviously everyone is team luke!!! I literally have seen gilmore girls maybe 300 times all the way through lol, it's my revision tv show and with the amount of fucking exams I have I'm revising/studying all the time so I watch it A LOT.

how are you coping with the video of matty in Sydney... I am NOT coping well. its gotten so bad it literally infiltrated my dream last night!! I was thinking of my usual dream scenario that I carry on everynight (yes I write my own fanfic in my head... yes I also have therapy weekly there's no connection) and then I finally fell asleep and BAM dream Matthew. I can't believe he's somehow infiltrated my subconscious mind, he's too powerful istg!!

also lowkey in my George era rn, him and charli are so fit it's sending me into a spiral! I'm also in my matty in skirts era... Matthew bring it back PLEASE I NEED IT

why couldn't I be a fan during the skirt era I'm so heartbroken >:'(

anyway that's my ramble love uuuuuu

-ace :)

BABY HI <3 hope you've had a good few days. (i can feel the sarcasm through the screen, ur in my thoughts)

i did die, and then the worst part was i was dying at WORK. :/ thank u for asking <3

TEAM LOGAN ALL THE WAY. he was so good for rory and then she FUCKED IT ALL UP. (i literally cannot stand rory in the later seasons) luke god ... i want that MAN. its such a comfort show to me, i watch it every fall i feel like. i just want to move to stars hollow (or a place like it). i feel that so deeply. i am currently putting off my lab reports and hw rn...

i am not coping well at all. every dream i have had since seeing it has been matty coded or has had matty IN IT. i truly am just ... whipped for the man at this point. he makes me 🧎‍♀️. he's so powerful, but we must never let him know.

GEORGE ERA. he's so fine. and charli is ... everything to me. if they need a dog, i can bark. if they need a third, i am willing. DID YOU SEE HER COACHELLA PERFORMANCE? GODDDDd. i hope he knows how to fight because im ready.

the skirt era was so so s so so good. i liked them then but i wasn't like ... following them actively so i feel so depraved.

love u sm.

[dreamofjoys]

Spicy ask for Vil, Rook and Malleus what would be the occasion for a f!reader/f!MC to be woken up with her beloved between her legs? 😈

a/n: anon... i think we have the same wave length

scenario: you felt something wet on your lower region, only to discover that your beloved boyfriend is feasting on you in the middle of the night

characters involved: vil schoenheit, rook hunt, malleus draconia x fem s/o

tw: oral sex, cumming, somnophilia, cock warming

it was around 2am when vil ended his photoshoot

by the time he reached pomofiere dorm, everyone was already sound asleep, including you

now, hes not very happy about the fact that the photoshoot lasted till 2am (since he emphasizes heavily about beauty sleep)

he storms into his room, slamming the door close while letting out a small tsk

does his management thinks that he doesn't need sleep or something?!

that's when he noticed you, his s/o, sleeping soundly on his bed

you were wearing a purple night gown that vil had gifted you, hugging a small plushie in your arms, your lips parting ever so slightly as you breathe through your mouth

vil softened at the sight of you. you are the only person who he will never get angry at, the only one who he can confide to

he took a quick bath and changed into a purple robe to match with yours

climbing onto the bed, he settled beside you, admiring your soft features

that was when he noticed how.... delicious you looked

the hem of your gown rides up to your mid thighs, the outline of your breast was visible

he could literally your nipples under the night gown that he gave you

vil gulps, feeling his dick getting hard

he shifts closer to you, pulling your gown up to your stomach, revealing your plush thighs and your panties

“just one minute,” vil thought to himself as he slides your panties away, push your legs apart and placing himself in between them

he stares at your pink pussy, admiring the soft and delicate look of it

he place your legs on his shoulders, lying down flat below you, bringing his face closer to your pussy

before he knows it, he is already aggressively sucking on your clit, harshly tongue fucking you

you felt something wet on your lower region, feeling pleasure coursing through your body. you moaned, sub consciously grinding your hips on whatever that is letting you feel amazing. was this a dream? you slowly opened your eyes, finding your blonde boyfriend sucking your pussy dry, not that you mind. "vi-vil, faster please-" you moaned, slightly panting when vil increases his speed. his tongue exploring every inch of your pussy, making sure to eat you out. it was a long night, but vil had you cumming on his face three times, all the while enjoying you squirming and begging for more.

let's be honest, he is definitely curious about your reaction to waking up and seeing him in between your legs, fucking you in the middle of the night

would you be happy? sad? angry?

he wants to see your face contorting into a mix of pleasure and confusion

he wants to see what you would do when you realise that thrusting his cock inside your pussy while you were sleeping

he wait tills you fall asleep before undressing you, discarding any articles that you have

rook went ahead to undress himself, not wanting you to feel alone and exposed

he gives himself a few pumps, moaning at the sight of you laying all vulnerable in front of him

prior to this, he had already asked you if you were okay with him fucking you in your sleep

"you can use me however you want!" you smiled at rook, sending blood rushing to his cock as he recalls about the memory

"fu-fuck, mon cheri." rook stares at his hardened cock that is already standing straight, tip touching his belly with a ring of pre cum leaking on the head

he wasted no time spreading your legs wide apart, inserting his long cock into you

the bed was shaking, almost as if it was almost breaking apart. you distantly heard the voice of a men moaning your name, and a women whimpering. the women's voice sounds like..... yours? in your hazy state, you slowly opened your eyes, wanting to know the origin of the male voice. what greeted you was the sight of your naked boyfriend between your legs, harshly pounding his cock into your pussy. his fingers dig into the flesh of your thighs, keeping your legs opened and wide for him. "ro-rook!" you moaned out, feeling his cock hitting your g-spot. "so... tight-" rook groans, increasing his pace as you screamed his name. all you could do was to lay on your back, scream and pull on the bed sheets while taking in whatever rook gives you as he uses you as his personal cock sleeve for the rest of the night. "mon amour, you did say that i can use your however i want, right?~"

you and malleus had just finished three rounds of sex

feeling tired, you collapsed onto malleus

his cock was still inside your abused pussy

you could feel the head of his cock brushing at your g-spot, it seems like malleus has no interest in taking a break, seeing as to how his cock still remain hardened

you whined, looking up to the dragon with a pout

malleus raised an eyebrow, enquiring you to speak your mind

"no more sex for today, malleus. please... im tired, i dont have a crazy stamina like you........" annnnd you fell asleep on him

malleus frowns, he is well aware that humans are not as strong as faes but he didn't know that you would be this tired after three rounds

he pulls you closer to him, making no attempts to pull out

why should he pull out when his cock fits snugly inside your pussy? it's almost as if the both of you are made for each other

still feeling horny, malleus decides to pout, wishing that he could wake you up and continue the make out session

what if, he just fucks you while you sleep?

he gets to satisfy his urge, while you get the well rested sleep that you need

is a win-win situation, right?

malleus flips you on your back while he position himself on top of you, rolling his hips slowly so that he could drag his cock along your walls and feel it clenching around him. with each time he pulls his cock out of your pussy(but not completely), your pussy proceeds to pull him back into you. you whimpered in your sleep, feeling full and slightly needy for more of it. you sub consciously knew that it was malleus who was fucking you right now; after all, he is a horny dragon who doesn't know when to stop. "you are awake," malleus stops thrusting into you as he leans down to give you a kiss. "i thought i said no more." "im sorry, i just can't help it." "is okay, we can continue." green slitted eyes stares into yours, searching for any lies. you grinned and give him a kiss, motioning for him to continue. malleus resumes back to his activity, aiming to give you the best sex that you can ever have.

[starlightsearches]

Can you give us some Hux hcs about him crying for the first time in front of you (or the first time he let you see him vulnerable) and how you comforted him? Pretty please?

Creature Comforts

Friend, it's like you read my mind! Literally I've been thinking of a scenario like this for WEEKS now and I was about to cave and just write it for myself when I saw your request. Thank you so much!

AN: Hurt/comfort, language, fluff 🥺

He shouldn't have come here.

Not when he's feeling like this—skin drawn so tight around his eyes he's certain it'll tear away at the slightest brush, the contents of his chest crumpled like a bit of refuse dropped on the floor.

He could find a way to numb the pain on his own. There was plenty liquor in his quarters—expensive liquor—practically designed to erase any and all unease. He could let himself waste away on his couch with Milicent purring against his chest, could pretend that the animal pitter-patter of her heartbeat was yours (if he drank enough), limp fingers curled in her thick fur.

It would be mortifying, to be sure. But still less mortifying than this.

The door slides open just as he's about to turn back.

He catalogues the look of surprise on your face—one that surely matches his own—the bare skin of your shoulders, your torso, and the shape of your uncovered legs.

Fuck.

You're only wearing your leisure clothes: a pair of shorts and a loose-fitting top. He's never seen you like this, although the image should be familiar given how often in comes—bidden and unbidden—to his mind. He's often drifted away to the idea of peeling back the thick layers of your uniform, baring your skin, falling asleep at your side with his hands at your waist . . . so many parts of you his, and only his.

"Armitage," you say his name, and he can't help but melt a little, despite the effort it takes just to stay standing. "What are you doing here?"

He lets his mouth fall open, forms the beginning of a word. No sound comes out.

He's no good at this. It was already hard enough just getting to this point—the stifled confession, and sweaty-palmed dinners as he tried his best to endear himself to you, or the chaste kiss at the door of his quarters that left him feverish and dizzy, worse than a few nights with too little sleep and too much caff. And now he has to find a way to communicate that he needs you. Now. Badly.

"May I come in?" he says instead, and you nod with the slightest hesitance, stepping out of the way.

His movements are mechanical and stiff, every ounce of his mental capacity used to put one foot in front of the other until he stands in the middle of your living area, arms clasped behind his back like he's performing a routine inspection of the ship instead of visiting his . . .

Well, he's not exactly sure what to call you. He's not sure if there's a word out there that could convey how much you mean to him.

Armitage considers his surroundings as you step into the separate sleeping area, calling out that you'll just be a moment. There's a little plate of food on the table in front of your loveseat, a well-loved book laid flat to save your page—it's spine worn and creased white from repeated readings—and a steaming cup of deychin tea, the swirling tendrils of steam scenting the air.

He hears you rustling around in the closet, and then you emerge wearing a thick sweater, a hand nervously traveling up and down the sleeve covering your arm.

Armitage's face grows hot. Had you noticed his staring? He hadn't meant you to; normally you didn't catch him off-guard like this. He let's the meat of his thumb dig into the inside of his wrist, hoping the pain might keep a blush from his cheeks.

"I didn't think I'd see you for a few days at least, after your last message," you say, curling up on the couch and patting the space beside you, "come sit."

That's what he had meant when he sent that message, although it did shoot an atypical pang through his chest. A few days without your company had felt manageable; he'd survived long enough before all this. But then there was Ren. And Snoke. And a million other embarrassments and annoyances that made him long for the cool, unyielding silence on the other side of an airlock.

He should explain himself, or apologize for interrupting your night off—but it's been hours since he last stopped, even for a moment, and you look so comfortable. He wants a taste of it.

He'll allow himself a taste of it.

"I should be getting back to my office," he says, as he sits on the far edge of the sofa, hands folded in his lap and facing straight ahead, "but I wanted to see you first."

There's a smile on your lips as you lean in closer. "Any special reason?"

His heartbeat accelerates, picking up speed with every centimeter that disappears in the space between your face and his.

"No." The word hardly comes out as a whisper—his walls broken beneath your proximity. He's just so tired. Exhausted. He doesn't have the energy to pretend he's not.

Your grin falters; you must notice the fractures spreading in thin lines across his features, the weight of the circles beneath his eyes. "Is everything alright?"

For a moment, he thinks you might cry. That tender mouth turned sorrowful at the corners, eyes shining in the light. The thought of worrying you is abhorrent.

"Of course," he says, doing his best to rid you of any pity he certainly doesn't deserve. It's not convincing at all, and he clears his throat before trying again. "Of course."

You shift closer, and he stiffens at the press of your knee against his thigh, takes in the sound of his name on your lips like he needs it to live.

"Armitage, I know that this is all new for both of us, but we're . . . together now. I want to be here for you."

He swallows. Together. What an irresistible word—a word so lovely it would make even the grave taste sweet. He thinks of moments like these multiplied by the thousand, of pains turned dull by the inevitable comfort of your presence. He thinks of endless mornings tangled in your sheets, thinks of the brutality he'd willingly commit if it meant he could spend one night at your side. He thinks of your hands pressed to his cheeks—the absolution he would come to find in the depths of your love, if you granted it.

"Come here," you whisper, sensing the shadows of these thoughts behind his eyes, and his lungs ache when your hand meets his shoulder, pulling him against your chest.

You lean back, letting him use your body as a pillow. One hand cradles his cheek, thumb stroking soothing patterns across his skin, and you adjust your legs on either side of him, pressing your thighs in close around his torso until you're both stretched out across the length of your little loveseat, entwined.

He's moments away from coming undone.

You shush him quietly—like some feral animal you've taken it upon yourself to rescue—and that's how he feels, out of his mind at the brush of your fingers carding through his hair, the smell of your soap and the heat of your skin.

"It's okay," he hears you saying, feels the soft rumble of the words as they build in your chest. "You can let go."

It rips from him like thunder—that first, wretched sob—and the acrid burn of tears follows soon after. The last dregs of strength crumble to dust in his fingers, and he collapses into you, burying his face in the soft material of your sweater.

He's been shouldering lifetimes of grief for as long as he could remember. He's been carrying it on his own. And you've asked if you could lighten the load.

He grips at your waist in tight-clenched fists as his body is wracked with sobs, afraid you might vanish from beneath him, afraid he might wake up alone, afraid—always afraid—that he'll push you away without meaning to.

He's waiting for the moment he becomes too much, but nothing changes. You stay beneath him, your solid presence unwavering despite everything he's unleashed.

"Do you want to talk about it?" you ask calmly, fingers drifting across his neck. He shifts his face from the shelter of your sweater, staring at the soft line of your jaw, the chill air brushing against his last remaining tears.

"No," he says with a slight sniff, cheeks heating at the thought of how he must look after all that, "no. Thank you. I should be getting back to work." The muscles in your arm tighten, keeping him in place.

"You need to rest. I'll be here when you wake up."

He doesn't have the strength to fight you, and he'd never want to regardless, sinking back against the soft cushion of your chest. For a moment, he forgets the burden of his title, the weight of so many lives and so many deaths that sit unending on his shoulders. For now, he can be with you—just a man, in the arms of someone he loves too desperately to lose.

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[soft-boi-eli]

Hello Hello!

I just wanted to say I love your fics!

ALSO!

Could I request a CC!SBI X Gn! Insomniac Reader! Where the reader is an insomniac (Obviously-) but is somehow a pro at MC!

Like they are basically god at the game! They also REALLY enjoy horror games! They don’t get scared easily and LOVE horror movies! They basically love anything horror/creepy-

ANYWAYS!!

The reader lives off of ramen and Monster energy drinks (For fun-)! They have a Twitch (Which has about 18 mil followers and 14 mil subs!) and a YouTube channel (Which has 20 mil followers!)

They mainly play horror games (Obviously-) and MC!

You can do headcanons or scenarios/images with the SBI! Maybe like playing a horror game together or MC? OR! Maybe some things they do together? Or when they meet up? Or-to many ideas Nightmare-

ANYWAYS!

I don’t really care! And don’t worry about taking too long on it!

ALSO!

Maybe we could be friends? Only if you want too!

Remember to eat, drink, and get enough sleep!

<3

Yes. I lovesthese ideas and I'm gonna choose headcannons due to they are a bit easierfor me to write.

And yes I'm perfectly fine with being your friend! I'm actually happy to make friends on this app so yeah!

Pronouns:nonbinary

Tw: cussing. Insomia, mentions of horror movies. Mention of horror games. Fluff.

SBI with a horror streamer friend head cannons.

*Ahem* tommy wanted to paly a game with you so you choose a game that didn't look like horror until the middle. He screamed at the jump scare and it made both of your chats so happy.

When phil decides to play with you there is literally a silence after a jump scare. Everyone thought he had a heart attack and honestly so did you until he spoke up about accidently hitting his mute button when he jumped.

Wilbur. He's a bit better then tommy but more scared then phil would be. Any little noise won't get him but when it starts to get noticeable the noiseless to him. The jump scare, he'd fall out of his seat and stay on the ground for a bit. You ask if he's good and he literally doesn't answer. He's dead. You killed him. Congrats.

Techno. He'd handle them a bit better then everyone else. Not as good as you but heisnt very paranoid. He literally runs at the noises trying to get jumpscared. While you run after him telling him to stop because if he doesn't then you'd lose and die. And technoblade never dies.

If you all play together both tommy and wilbur pussy out. Techno last the longest and phil the second longest. While you remain the ruler of horror games.

Now how you all met was dream invited you to the dream smp to add to the chaos. Needless to say it got extremely chaotic due to you being on almost 24 hours. You first ran into techno. He seemed confused and skeptical.

You both found eachothers love for potatoes. You set up camp quote close to techno but not too close.

Phil popped in when he needed something for a build and noticed a new name. Talked to you in chat and asked to join your VC. You both found each other talking for a bit.

Wilbur was next. Wilbur got curious over the new person and just hoppedinto the same VC as you techno and phil. He was quick to realize that you were a famous youtuber. Mainly for your horror videos and your extreme Parkcore skills.

In minecraft that is.

Tommy noticing that all of you were in the same VC joined in with shouting. He was low key jealous that everyone was obsessed with you. Then he saw why.

You literally cracked jokes at his shouting.

"Is that an angry pomeranian? Nah nah. It's an angry child. Even better an angry blonde!" - you.

He was shocked and immediately started joking and laughing with you. He wasn't fully angry for long.

Now about your diet. When they heard that you had only eaten ramen and drank angry drinks they were concerned. You lived quite close to techno so when you guys met up he was shocked that you looked as healthy as you did.

He hated the fact that you literally didn't eat anything else.

You told him occasionally you have something other then ramen but you were just too lazy to really cook anything and that you didn't feel like burning the house down.

One month phil, tommy, wilbur, and techno decided to organize a month long sleep over so that they could celebrate your birthday. Phil being quote the father figure cooked different, but easy dinners every night just so you didn't eat only ramen that day.

When they actually arrived though you got a text from Phil asking about your address in your dms. Not think much of it you just sent him your location.

You were going to take a small nap. Just to bost your energy before you went and streamed later that night.

As you were sleeping there was a car heading to your house.

Phil, wilbur, tommy, and techno were all just existing in the car. And when they arrived to your house they didn't expect to actually see a clean house.

You woke to a loud knock.

When you opened the door in your half dazed state you expected a package. But to see four people standing on your porch.

You nearly jumped out of your skin.

You were stuck there blinking at them.

Finally snapping out of it you let them in. Confused on why in the ever loving fuck they were here.

Phil explained they were here to celebrate your 21st birthday and they were here for a month.

You stared at them for a while. Confused on what to do since you haven't had people over in almost 2 years.

But you got use to it.

So when you got done streaming and smelled something other then ramen you were thrown off guard. Like what was that. I haven't smelled that in years.

But after the second day you got use to it too.

For your birthday phil literally made a feast.

Like he found your favorite food other then ramen and cooked it. With that he prepared everything you could dream of.

Your sleeping habits. Let's dig into those.

I'm in no place to talk as right now it's 3:05 in the morning. And here I am.

But when they are over they don't let you stay up till no 3-4 in the morning. They all know the importance of sleep.

But there are those nights where no once can sleep and it results in a late night stream. And streaming for hours none the less.

The amount of accidental all nighters everyone has pulled was immense. But that's what happens with jet lag, adhd, and insomnia.

Literally you get tired randomly. Sleep for only 3 hours. Wake up. Drink coffee, energy drinks, highly caffeinated tea. And don't sleep till late at night.

Pillow forts.

It's a must and it happens. Horror movies, pillow forts, and snacks. Like you all are in this massive fort, watching horror movies, one by one you all are falling asleep. You and techno were the last up due to technos active mind and your body not letting you sleep.

You two literally just vide there, changing the movies from horror to some silly animated movies, like how to train your dragon, frozen, Luca, and many others.

You two pull an all nighter and it's actually a bet to see how long anyone else takes to notice.

You bet an hour. Techno says all day.

You won. Philza notices the worse eye bags under both you and technos eyes and immediately starts scolding.

He is papa bird and he won't let anyone of his children neglect their needs.

"Did you even drink water at all? You guys should of been sleeping not binge watching horror movies all night!" -philza

You could only offer a smirk, along with a laugh.

"I think we did I just can't fully remember. Also we were watching animated films. Not horror. Surprised you didn't wake up to let it go." - you.

You turn to techno.

"You owe me 15 bucks pig boy!"-you again.

Handing you the money he rolls his eyes. "Yeha yeah. Rub it in." -techno.

Ah yeah they found a horror game that you were scared of surprisingly. It was actually surprisingly you hadn't played it yet.

Outlast.

You had been holding off that game until you finished your other one but here you were. Bored out of your mind.

So you decided fuck it.

That game teriffed the shit out of you. It was so good though.

When you screamed they all came rushing up due to the fact that you never scream.

They say you out of your chair, on the floor, blinking. They thought you were hurt.

But you sat up and looked at your computer.

"Damn. That was actually really good." When you looked behind you and found the boys all staring you smiled and waved.

"You need something?"-you

"You screamed. We heard a thud. We thought you fuckin died!" -tommy.

"No I'm alive. My soul almost divorced my body but it's still quite here."-you

That day made highlights.

The popular y/n actually got jump scared. The one person who never screamed at horror games screamed.

When they left you were sad yes but they were still your best friends. Ready to talk when ever you want.

Sometimes I think that you guys talk all through out the night. Them forgetting that you were actually in a different time zone.

Sometimes they pop into your streams, be it MC, horror, you just talking to your fans, or even the once in the blue moon, cheerful games.

They just pop in and start talking to you. And you talk back like they were there since the beginning.

Phil is now one of your moderators too. Along with tommy, wilbur, and techno. When they pop in they make sure no one picks on you.

And since you are now close to the SBI. You are now part of it.

You didn't choose the fans did. But they are your new family. No matter what.

Even if they disagree with your eating habit.

Or energy drink addiction.

Or insomnia.

Or you mainly playing horror games.

Or you basically living in your streaming room.

Or even the nearly 24 hour streams.

I could go on but I'm not gonna.

I'm tired. But I can sleep. 2 days and I get to have a tour of my new school.

And it took so long to finally get into it.

We have been going through a huge hassle even before school started to get me enrolled.

And then we had to get me into this program.

But now on Monday I get to go in. Get a tour. Then start either Tuesday or Wednesday.

Anyway hope you liked. It's now 3:50 and it's no proof read I'm sorry

[ninjagofanclub]

this is sorta a part two to my last post kinda? Well it's more of a head canon, scenario thing with Y/N and the ninja so enjoy!! (I wrote this at 2 am so please excuse any mistakes)

There was a time when Lloyd was still physically a child that the ninja just dropped him off in your porch one night, you woke up the next day to see him in a box asleep. Let's just say you were very confused. "Lloyd what in garlic bread are you doing on my front porch" "uhhh, something something mission, something something dangerous" you then proceeded to pull the box in your house, turn on the TV, call the ninja, AND YELL AT THEM. You were pretty pissed but they agreed that they would pay you. That payment never happened. Once Lloyd turned older you kinda felt bad for him, to you he's still just a kid who had to grow up to soon. (Literally)

Before Nya became the elemental master of water you two would have a girls night every month, she would catch you up with ninja stuff, and since she was usually helping them, you would catch her up with the news around ninjago city. Eventually the ninja caught up with this, and BEGGED you two to join you. You both eventually agreed and now it's just a huge slumber party where you all talk about stuff. But because the ninja are always busy you all don't get to do that as often anymore.

Jay would always talk to you and ask you about love advice. (Even though you've never been on a date with anyone, or have had a crush) He would ask you about what girls like. "So like, how do I make a girl fall for me" "you push her or something, why would you want that in the first place?" "NO I MEAN FALL IN LOVE" "OHHH, PFT I DUNNO WHY ARE YOU ASKING ME?" It took you a long time to figure out that him and Nya were dating. He would also ask you for help on his inventions which if you didn't have work, you would accept. You two were working on this huge invention and were very excited to finish it, sadly you never did.

You aren't a cook, but you always loved baking, and eventually friends had asked you to bake for events. Being the worried you called the best cake tester/lover you knew. "Y/N it's literally 2 am what is it?" "Cake" ".... WhAt?" You sighed thinking that just saying cake would summon him, sadly you were wrong. "I'M MAKING A CAKE FOR MY FRIEND'S BIRTHDAY AND I NEED IT TO BE PERFECT, SO I NEED A TASTE TESTER" .... "I'll be there in 10" For the rest of the night you baked, Cole helped taste test, and eventually you had made the perfect cake. You two were very sleep deprived but it was worth it since your friend LOVED it. Because of work though, you and to give up on baking for a while.

You knew a good amount about cutting hair so Kai would just appear on your doorstep randomly. "Can you give me a haircut?" "Bro, it's 6 am in THE FUCKING MORNING" "HEY YOU SAID WE CAN'T CURSE" "IS LLOYD BEHIND YOU OR SOMETHING? BECAUSE IF NOT THEN I'LL CURSE WHENEVER I WANT TO BITCH" "JUST GIVE ME A HAIRCUT" You did end up giving him his hair cut. "Oh my god, it looks amazing thanks Y/N" "wait, wait, rewind, ARE YOU BEING NICE? KAI DO YOU KNOW WHAT THIS MEANS?" "WHAT" "YOU WENT THROUGH CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT REMEMBER WHEN WE HATED EACH OTHER OH MY GOSH" you were literally crying while hugging him, and your a strong hugger. "Y/N! A-AIR! I CAN'T B-BREATH" you eventually let him go then kicked him out of your house after he paid, he cursed you out. Some things really don't ever change, at least you thought so.

Your a very curious person so once you found out that Zane was a ninjaroid you had many questions. "Wait so when you eat what happens to the food-WAIT HOW DO YOU USE THE BATHROOM?" "UHHHH" You two agreed to never speak of that again. You once saw him meditating on the kitchen table. "This place is weird" you spoke while walking away. You as many others were a HUGE fan of his cooking. "I think I just died and came back" You had asked him to cook for your birthday and he had agreed, you tried to pay him but he just wouldn't take your money. "ZANE TAKE THE DAMN CASH" "NEVER" You did eventually sneak in and put the money under his bed. That's the day he was convinced that the tooth fairy does indeed exist.

You always were good at sneaking around, running, and you had an amazing aim. Of course like everyone you had your weaknesses, for example you're a horrible swimmer, aren't that strong, and your bad at parkour. So when the ninja asked you to join their team and help them with missions you were honered, but didn't know if it was what you wanted. On the bright side you would get to hang out with the closet thing you have to family, you all would see each other more often. You would finally be happy, and you'd make sure to keep an eye on all of them. On the other hand you'd be leaving ninjago city, it was your home, all you've ever known as a home, you also had other friends. Plus you would have to be worried every time the ninja would go on a mission of course when your with them you would make sure they didn't say or do anything stupid, your weren't any where as strong as them physically, but mentally, that's a different story. And you weren't sure if you'd be able to handle threats like Garamadon. Let's just say you're conflicted.

[tteokdoroki]

🦊mmk so, since you ask for headcanons I shall try to deliver. So ya know how a lot of guys never hold a new born until they have one? So like imagine the BNHA guys.

Bakugou while he loves his kids is nervous but once the baby is in his arms he would never let it go other than to you. I feel like he may actually spoil the baby into only sleeping while being held possibly cause there is just this tiny tiny human. Who has to rely on you and him for everything.

Kiri, while apprehensive just cause of his size is super excited as you help him properly hold the baby. "You sure I won't crush them? You sure it's ok? I love them so much!" He is cut off from his fretting when the tiny child grabs the very top of his pinky (the only finger it could attempt to hold). He too becomes very attached and spoils his babies holding them while they sleep and you have to insist he set then down for the nap so they can sleep without skin to skin contact.

Shouto I think would appear stoic at first. Of course he will hold the baby, it's his child and parents are suppose to do that. But he quickly is having feelings ™️ about if he can be a good father and give his kids a better like than he had (which we all know the man will!). He becomes quite attached particularly one the baby can hold its head up on its own and it's giggly and playful. That would be one of his favorite stages of children I think.

Midoriya is just awestruck. His his beautiful little baby who his beautiful wife brought into the world. After watching you labor all damn day he starts to think you're the real hero. He's seen many bloody scenes and injuries but nothing prepared him to see the after birth. But it was worth it for the cooing bundle in his arms and for once he will take a break from writing in the baby book (he totally spent weeks picking out just the right one) to enjoy his child.

Denki is actually really excited albeit slightly nervous. He's been dying to meet the baby and so he is so fucking eagar to meet the tiny life you two created.

Sero is on of the most low key about it with only Shinsou being similar. Worst case scenario he can tape the baby to his body just in case! Which he totally does. I feel like the tape will be very handy for child rearing.

Shinsou was fucking ready to hold the baby the moment you were ready to let him. And then, when you've nodded off he just sits on the rocker observing every little thing. Even if it's just a small move of the fingers. And when you are a little more awake you look over, careful not to disrupt the moment.

"You're gonna be strong and beautiful just like your momma. She's went through so much to bring you into the world. The best gift she's ever given me. I love you little girl." He has a soft smile the whole time and you hate to interrupt the moment but you can't help but sob at the sweet scene before you.

Just some fluffy domestic bnha guys and their babies!

— BNHA BOYS AS DADS

author’s note(s): this !!! THIS IS WHAT I NEEDED !!! also this won’t be long but in the future i wanna do more of this for each boy 🥺✨

warning(s): none except for fem!reader + bakugou, kirishima, todoroki, deku, kaminari, sero and shinsou bein dads :(

bakugou: i agree and know for a fact that as soon bakugou has his hands on your baby for the first time you’re not getting them back!! he definitely is the one to get up in the middle of the night instead of you to put baby back to bed so he can spend extra time with them. He’s super protective too, watches anyone holding his kid like mfin hawks ( pun intended ) but will show them off in a heartbeat— cos that’s his fucking kid.

kirishima: legit cries when the baby is born, he’s an emotional dude and he’s gonna be super proud of you calling you manly for a safe delivery!!!! but the tears don’t stop there, eiji’ll literally just cry whenever the baby coos at him, holds onto him with their tiny hand and falls asleep on him. he hates being apart from your baby and whines when you put them down for a nap away from him!!! so you always let kiri be the one to wake them up.

todoroki: shoto is definitely scared that he’ll turn out to be his father, so at first he’d be very cautious around your baby and make sure he does everything right. panics when the baby cries and doesn’t know how to handle it until you reassure him that you don’t know what you’re doing either :( if baby falls asleep on shoto, he’s not moving an inch. todoroki will get mad at you if make even the slightest noise while your little one sleeps on his chest. the first time he makes the baby laugh he almost cries :(

midoriya: omg yesss? izu passes out in the delivery room and you can’t tell me otherwise; he’s seen so much in all his time of being a pro hero but nothing would prepare him for childbirth?? i also feel like hed ask for a lot of help from inko— you’re both nervous new parents and having her around helps you guys a lot. deku takes a lot of notes on his kid for weeks, holding baby in one arm while he observes them and takes notes on all the little habits of yours that baby has. you guys spend a decent amount of your late nights with the baby, theorising about the quirks they’d have.

kaminari: yourself and denki get blessed with a happy baby, have you seen that man?? he’s like a walking ball of sunshine and your kid would always be happy around him!! like you said with shoto, kaminari much prefers the phase when baby can sit up on their own and starts to crawl or babble, hed chatter away for hours with the baby and make them giggle so much you would have to remind him to let the baby take a breather :((

sero: sero is probably the most prepared to be a father out of all of them?? hed read up on things, want to bottle feed to he can help you split the load, assembled the nursery and cribs and buggies all by himself :(( i feel like sero is a very hands on dad!! he loves the baby carrier, and will wear it around the house while he’s on paternity leave— carrying the baby around with him while doing chores and finishing paper work!!! hanta also would make his own baby food??? i just feel like that man is so ahead of the game best dad ever !! your baby would be such a daddy’s kid too :(

shinsou: finally!! our boy shinsou!!! you cannot tell me that this man doesn’t take the night shift purely so he can stay up and sing your baby to sleep, hitoshi has lullaby after lullaby prepared for your baby so much so that eventually they sleep through the night. they’re so attached to him :( because he’s also really chill and prepared to be a father— just bouncing them up and down gently while he walks through the house to soothe little babba. after putting the littol one down, shinsou takes care of you and runs you a bath because you’re the best momma in the world <3

[tsukishimas-shortcake]

Relationship Headcanons

↦ Character(s): Hakkai Shiba x fem!reader

↦ Rating/Warning: No rating though there are some light mentions of abuse (if you have read the manga you are aware of what I am talking about, I’m not going very deep into it though it literally just mentions it), mentions of anxiety attacks (no detail though), fluff, not proof read

↦ Word count: 1.8k (longer than planned, sections are bolded)

↦ Your Momo’s Receipt: Hello~ I’m post yet another TR headcanon and this was requested by the lovely @strawbub I hope this doesn’t disappoint, it did get longer than planned but I enjoyed writing it. I'll prob do a part two that's more of a scenario based on your first date or something since I didn't go into it here. Please note: for those of you who don’t know my blog is currently under construction, meaning I will not be updating my masterlist for the time being.

So how did you guys meet, well mostly because of Yuzuha,

One day in like elementary you’re walking home and you see this super pretty middle school girl just like yelling at this small group of guys

The guys end up running off just because they don’t wanna deal with her or the attention she's drawn to them

Behind her was a boy, taller than her but obviously younger. You didn’t assume they knew eachother though.

The boy and yuzuha began walking in opposite directions because one was going home while the other was going to pick up something like groceries

You’re so entranced by how she stood up to them yet she’s a girl who was far smaller and you end up catching up to her, almost stepping on her heels

You end up absent mindedly following her into the grocery store and eventually she just freezes, turns, and stare directly at you

Your eyes widen since you must’ve been staring and she just goes “may I ask why you’re following me?” And you explain how cool she was earlier. She invites you over for dinner (esp since her older brother won’t be home) and figured it’d be good for Hakkai to meet someone his age

You end up going over but Hakkai didn’t come down to eat so you never actually got to meet him, though from then on you would see Yuzuha every so often, visit every other weekend or so

But no matter how often you came over the next few months, you never once met hakkai,

That was until you both reached the end of your middle school education and we’re about to begin high school

You had gone over because you were going to borrow an old work book from Yuzuha, and when you go to knock on the door the door opens before your closed fist could hit it, instead hitting a firm chest

You blush and quickly apologize but the person in front of you doesn’t move at all, doesn’t say anything and almost looks like they drifted into space with their dead stare

You assume this is yuzuha’s older brother because you’ve also never met him and you immediately turn to walk away but Yuzuha calls over hakkai’s shoulder

“Y/N-Chan! You just got here where are you going?” This was def not yuzuha’s older brother. There’s no way she’d be that happy with him around; oh my god. Realization hit, the guy who you hit (though it was more of a tap) was hakkai.

The hakkai you had only caught a glimpse of in yuzuha’s photos, never talked to or actually seen in person despite going to the same school and living in the same neighborhood

He must hate you. That’s why he avoids you. That’s def why - is what you think

Yuzuha drags hakkai back inside and invites you in; you sit down with them in the living room and watch hakkai visibly relax now that he’s inside his house, his own space, with a pillow behind him and a blanket covering his lower half, he almost curls up into it as he continues to avoid your stare

“Hi hakkai…Kun? Im L/N Y/N” you say and you see his face dead pan once again

Yuzuha can be heard laughing from the kitchen as she comes back in.

She leans over and begins explaining that hakkai literally just freezes with any interaction between him and girls who aren’t in his family

You nod, thinking maybe it’s an anxiety thing? Which is the case with you, but only because he’s been watching you since you’ve come over (not in a creepy way) wanting to and working the courage up to talk to you

The 5th or so time you came over after that encounter he was inches away from introducing himself before the house phone rang causing everyone to kind of “wake up” in a sense

Every time since then he gets closer and closer but isn’t able to say anything; he even realizes he has a crush on you.

The way you sit when you do homework and how cute you look when you’re focused.

How your forehead scrunches up when you’re trying to figure something out and you end up just sitting back with a small huff followed by yuzuha’s signature laughter.

It’s also a huge thing that you get along with Yuzuha.

So enough with first meeting time for the confession.

He ends up confessing accidentally. He didn’t know you were coming over to begin with so he was flustered out of his mind. And how was he supposed to know you hadn’t actually fallen asleep and you could hear him over the tv

The tv was more white noise than anything and the day was hot since it was the middle of summer causing the window to be open and the sound of soft wind and small birds to drift in; this was the hot that makes you tired so you were all sprawled out of just sitting in a daze

So while resting your head on the table you’re dozing in and out but then you hear hakkai begin to speak, something he never really did around you

Now did you and hakkai text? Yes. Did it take him an hour to reply because his brain would explode when you replied to him? Yes. But was it a start to communication? Also a yes.

You hear him say your name quietly before he moved closer, you can feel his gaze on your features

“I like you” is all he says. Simple and sweet. But you sit there in shock, trying not to blush so he’ll have no idea you heard him but he can tell because your forehead scrunches

You heard him and are focused on if you should reply or not. And he knows that.

You open your eyes and just look up at him, he’s closer than expected. His hand close to yours on the floor and he reaches over and grabs it lightly. Hoping you’ll also return the gesture by holding his hand instead of leaving your hand limp inside his.

And you do, thank goodness, and Hakkai almost mentally can’t handle it.

Once you start dating it’s more so just hanging out at his house or yours; however he talks a bit more and you text a lot more. He’s gotten better at replying. It usually takes him like 15 minutes now

He’s kinda stressed about your relationship but not due to anything you or him did

He’s stressed because of the mentality his older brother gave him

Is he even allowed to be this happy?

He finally has someone thats small enough and naive enough that he can protect you; compared to constantly being protected it’s a sudden, strong, yet good change for him

He’s touch s t a r v e d

Yes Yuzuha shows affection; but he stopped accepting her hugs when he was around 8 just because he physically wasn’t able to handle it due to his bruises and such

But with you, even with his bruises and all you take care of him. Able to coax him into using medicines and toning down the physical violence (that he can control himself)

He also finds it super soothing when you lightly brush over his scars (especially those that his brother gave him), it helps him believe that scars are only physical and can fade with help

One thing that stresses him out the most is trying to hide you from his brother. Any time you leave something at the house its easy to pass it off as yuzuha's but when it comes to things like photos he has with you, he can't hang them up, show them off, or have them as his phone Lock Screen, etc. because he just really doesn't want his brother to know and target you since he'll then know that you're his weakness (aside from yuzuha as well)

Sometimes won't explain why he can't hang out and has legit pushed you out of his house before at the last minute notice of his brother coming home

Will always make sure you get home safe though, usually by having Yuzuha go with you since then she can just say you're a friend from school

Your parents love him, though they were a bit hesitant it became a "you always have a place to stay" because they learned about their family situation from you and yuzuha. So expect him to spend the night when he's too scared to deal with his brother. Same with yuzuha. (yes I know this isn't yuzuha head canons but its hard to write for him without mentioning her when they're so close)

We're talking three person sleep overs. Yuzuha and you of course share the bed and Hakkai takes some time to even set foot in your room much less sleep on a mattress that's on the floor

He has a small heart attack every time he comes into your room because he's overwhelmed with everything, he's never been so comfortable and it makes him feel restless. Like he's never and I mean n e v e r been less stressed and slept better than when he does so in your room

The smell, the colors, just being surrounded by you is something that completely changes his mood

Once showed up after he fought with his brother, tears in his eyes and clothes a bit tattered and you just pulled him to your room, and sat down with him.

You laid on your bed with him laying down onto of you, head on your chest as you rubbed his head and only said a few words "its not your fault"

He ends up crying so hard he falls asleep and gets dehydrated and you have to make him drink a bunch of water when he finally wakes up.

NSFW

super fucking careful w you

almost annoyingly so, but you're understanding

He knows that he might be taking things frustratingly slow but he knows that since you understand and know his history that you can help him get through it

Your first time you think you'll have to call it off because he's shaking so bad

"baby... are you sure it won't hurt you?" he keeps asking.

pretty sure that's the longest its ever taken him to finish because he was so anxious

despite being so slow and hesitant, late he isn't too scared to get a bit rougher

but im not talking anything crazy im talking like he's willing to pull your hair a bit or nip a bit harder at your neck.

Please never ask him to do anything like degrade you or some type of harsh physical rough shit, he can't

like literally im 99% sure that if you ask him to choke you or something he will pass out because of the anxiety attack he would have at even the thought.

in short with nsfw though he is sweet boy. He's a switch through and through. Loves when you take care of everything because then he doesn't have to be scared of hurting you.