#love u all be safe drink water let me know if you need anything

[chronal-anomaly]

Hm ,,, a drabble about Lena training as a pilot,,,

[maybanksprincess]

isnt the same without you.

warnings: comforting, fluff, insecurity, a little bit of blood.

summary: jj goes to a party without reader for the first time, and when jjs phone dies, she starts to overthink. (based off this ask, thank you anon!)

a/n: this is sort of short because its just a blurb, but i really love this request, its so cute!

pairings: insecure!reader x soft!bf!jj

you weren't feeling up to this big party that everyone was attending tonight. unfortunately, you and jj were planning to go for a few weeks now, and since you didn't wanna go, you didn't wanna stop him from attending it as well.

he insisted that he would stay home and look after you, he offered to buy you snacks and even watch those cheesy romcoms that he absolutely despises, but he tolerates them because you love them.

but you assured him it was okay, and he can go even if it made you feel a little uneasy.

you had never done well with being away from jj for long periods of time, let alone him going to a party without you. but you told yourself to 'grow up' and 'stop being a baby' about it. you needed to get a grip.

you decide to text him about an hour in, just to make sure he was safe, and then you promised yourself you would stop bothering him after that.

imessage:

11:01 pm: hey jay! im just checking in to make sure your okay, i dont wanna bother you or anything so im gonna let you have fun! bye i love you <3

-

you chew your nails, anxiously waiting on a response from your boyfriend.

about five minutes went by, and you were constantly picking up your phone, swiping up for any sign that he had read the text or responded. but there was nothing.

you waited another ten minutes, then got back to anxiously checking it again, still nothing. delivered.

you told yourself your being dramatic, and went to occupy yourself with doing the dishes, and sweeping the kitchen floor. by the time you had gotten back to your room about fifteen minutes later, there was still nothing.

you toss your phone down onto the bed, feeling frustrated but also upset at the same time. had he been hooking up with another girl? is he drinking too much? what if hes talking to someone else?

all these thoughts cloud your mind, and you find yourself biting down on the skin beside your nail bed. as your chewing away at your skin, your phone dings unexpectedly, causing you to jump a bit, tearing a piece of your skin off. (ouch.)

the sting of the bare skin makes your eyes water a little, a bead of blood trickling down your finger. "ow." you mumble, before picking up your phone and looking at whoever texted you.

it was jj. all your pain was instantly forgotten the moment you seen his text on your screen.

imessage

jayj🤍: "hey beautiful, im sorry i didnt text you back. i forgot my charger like a dumbass. but im at home now, and i didnt have fun. it was boring as shit without u baby."

you instantly reply to his message after reading it, your heart no longer feels like its carrying a weight anymore.

you: "thank you for texting, i was worried sick baby...i literally hurt my finger trying to answer the phone. I thought you might've been cheated on me or something."

you send that text with a underlying hint of insecurity in it, hoping he wont just brush you off. your in need of some reassurance from him right now.

jayj🤍: "baby you hurt your finger?!! and what do u mean 'cheat on you'? thats not even possible for me mama."

the next text eases your worries a bit, but you wanted to get everything off your chest.

you: "i just hate being without you for a long period of time, i wish i would've let you stay in with me tonight, but i know how excited you were for the party."

jayj🤍: "oh baby, no. parties are not the same without you. i would never cheat on you, im sorry if i made you feel that way, but that isn't me. you know your stuck with me forever mama, whether you like it or not."

now all your worries and insecurities are instantly gone, touched by your boyfriend's loyalty to you.

after you let yourself think for a moment, you remember the minor injury you caused yourself a few minutes back and wince slightly at the sting.

as if exactly on cue, jj double texts you.

jayj🤍: "oh and im on my way with some bandaids and snacks, i love you baby. unlock the door for me beautiful."

after he sends that text, you hear jjs dirtbike pull up.

[harrysfolklore]

ring hard launch - blurb

the content we got today just SCREAMS fiancé!harry for me so i came up with this, enjoy !

gif by @sunkissedlouis <3

MASTERLIST | MY PATREON

If there was something that was definitely at the top of your list of favorite activities, was spending time with Harry.

It didn't matter if it was getting groceries, joining him for a bike ride or simply laying on the couch together, every moment that you spent together brought you contentment and joy that you couldn't find anywhere else.

And now that he was your fiancé, it was safe to say that both of you wanted to be glued to each other every single minute.

Harry proposed the morning of New Year's Eve, in the comfort of your home with both of you in your pajamas as you enjoyed homemade breakfast bagels, and it was absolutely perfect.

Ever since, you had been happier than ever, sharing the news with your family and closest friends and enjoying your engagement in private without prying eyes from paparazzi, fans and media.

"We better win tonight," Your train of thought was interrupted by Harry's voice, you were currently heading to the Luton vs Man United game, and even though you couldn't care less about football, your need to be close to him all the time made you say yes when he asked you to join him, "Thank you for tagging along, baby. I know this is not your scene so it's nice you came."

"I'm just here for the drinks and snacks," you teased, watching him roll his eyes at you, "And to enjoy the evening with my handsome fiancé, of course."

"There we go," he smiled now, grabbing your hand and placing a small kiss to the ring on your finger.

Ever since you got engaged, that had became his favorite habit, and it made your heart flutter every single time.

"It sucks that I have to take it off," you said, making him look at you with a raised eyebrow, "The ring, I mean. I have to take it off before we get out of the car, otherwise headlines will go crazy and Jeff is going to freak out."

"Mm-hmm," he paused to think, eyes darting for the road to you, "What if... you don't have to take it off?"

"What do you mean?" you said, noticing that you were about to enter the back of the stadium.

"I mean..." he grabbed your hand again, tugging the ring affectionately, "What if we let the world know about it? I talked to Jeff and the rest of the team last week, they said we could make it public whenever we felt like it, at our own terms. So why don't we do it today?"

Harry parked the car at the spot that was reserved for him and turned to look at you with a wide smile, waiting for your answer.

"Are you sure?" you smiled back at him, noticing the glow in his eyes that almost made you melt.

"Couldn't be more sure, love. Besides, the album is coming soon and everyone is going to connect the dots as soon as they listen to the first song, might as well give them an early heads up."

"Let's do it," you said, leaning over to kiss him, "I feel like everyone is going to focus on the fact that you're finally outside and with brand new hair, they won't even notice the rock on my finger."

Harry rolled his eyes again and gave you another kiss, "I swear to god, woman. You're something else."

You headed inside of the stadium to the VIP suit you were going to watch the game in, walking hand in hand with your engagement ring glistening on your finger, cameras around filming and taking pictures of both of you.

"Do you think twitter is freaking out yet?" you asked Harry as you settled on your seats.

"No idea, baby, I don't use that app," he shrugged, "Do you want anything to drink?"

"Would you get me something fruity that has alcohol that doesn't quite taste like alcohol? That's the only way I won't be bored to death."

"Sure thing." Harry laughed and kissed the side of your head before standing up to get your drink, coming back a few minutes later with exactly what you asked and a bottle of sparkling water for himself.

"So we're rooting for Man U, right?" you asked as you took a sip from your drink.

"Seven years together, months away from getting married, yet you still don't know I'm a Man U ride or die," he put a hand on his chest, "I don't think this is going to work."

"I was just teasing, drama queen," you pecked his cheek, "I know your true loves are Man U, the Green Bay Packers, peas and Fleetwood Mac."

"And you," he winked, making you roll your eyes with affection and take another sip from your drink.

A few minutes into the game, you found yourself quite invested on it, constantly asking Harry about the stuff you didn't understand and getting nervous when the other team was about to score or your team missed a goal.

"Lord, I don't want to watch," you said as a player from the opposite team was getting ready to hit a penalty, hiding your face against Harry's shoulder, "Harry! You're supposed to be watching the game, you've been staring at me for half of it now."

"Sorry, you're just too cute," he kissed the crown of your head, "You can watch now, he failed it."

"Thank god."

By the end of the game, you were both on your feet, cheering as Man United secured a win. Harry was ecstatic, and you found yourself caught up in the excitement, cheering alongside him.

While you were engulfed in your own bubble during the game, cameras has caught up on the ring of your finger, and Harry and you immediately became a world trending topic, with fans speculating whether you were actually engaged or not.

As you laid in bed scrolling through the millions of tweets about the game Harry finally emerged from the bathroom, ready to get in the covers.

"Are you reading about us?" he asked, sliding into bed beside you.

"Yeah," you replied, showing him some of the tweets, "But I don't think it was quite clear for some of your fans, some of them don't think we're really engaged."

"Well, I guess it'll be clear when the album comes out."

[luveline]

If you have any interest, how about a Spencer blurb where he's off on a case and gets or misses a late night call from the reader and is super worried, only to call them back and find them drunk and missing him. And of course the team rags on him after.

thank u for ur request! fem!reader

Spencer looks down at his phone and goes ghostly white. 

"What?" Emily asks. "They had a sale at Waterstones and you missed it?" 

Spencer clicks a bunch of buttons on his phone and brings it to his ear, crushing limp hair to his neck. "Seventeen missed calls," he says. 

Derek comes to the rescue, though the lightness in his voice is slightly forced, "Don't panic, wonderboy. Who wouldn't be eager to talk to you at… two AM?" 

"Is that the time difference?" Emily asks, leaning forward in concern. 

Even Hotch puts down his pen. The team listens to the phone ring. It loops, loops, loops, and everybody breathes a sigh of relief when you finally answer. If something happened to you Spencer wouldn't survive it. Nor after everything he's already been through. 

"Hey?" he says. There's a gap of silence. "Y/N, are you there?" 

"Spencer!" 

Spencer turns away from the table they've congregated at and looks through the open window at the parking lot, police cars roaming in and out of spaces. "What's wrong?" 

"I miss you so much." 

Spencer's nose wrinkles of its own accord. "Yeah? You sound odd. Are you– are you drunk?" 

Derek laughs. Like marionettes held tight with strings suddenly cut, the team stop their stressing and send each other knowing, amused looks. 

"Just a little bit!" you promise, clearly lying. Your voice catches on the syllables like they're coated in sticky honey, the slightest slurring tripping you up at the end. "We went for– to Chilli's. I had a blooming onion and seven margaritas!" 

"I can tell." 

"I'm really sorry, Spence, I know I'm not s'posed to call when you're away," you begin. 

Spencer glances back. Rossi and JJ have returned with coffee and a late dinner, neither of them bothering to act as though they aren't listening to the conversation. 

"No," Spencer says, turning back around and hunching inward, "that's the opposite of what we talked about, isn't it? You can call whenever you want to, but I can't, you know, always answer. I thought something bad happened. Maybe next time you could text me?" Rather than call almost twenty times and give him a heart attack.

Laughter echoes from behind. They team act like a teasing family sometimes, Spencer their teenage son who's never dated. 

He would fluster if you weren't talking to him in loud but loving tones, "I can barely walk, texting wasn't happening. I'm para-spelgic." 

"You're not," he says, firmly at first. "Are you? Who's with you? Is Rebecca there?" Rebecca being your best friend. Spencer trusts her to take care of you.

"She was, but she said that I– uh… She said I talked about you too much and made her nauseous. I feel kinda sick, too, but I just needed to talk to you, Spence. I miss you. I miss you, are you home soon?" 

"Is Rebecca really not there?" he asks. He thinks about the room full of special agents he's standing in and drops his voice to a murmur. "I miss you too." 

"She's making toast or something." 

"That's good. It'll soak up the margaritas." 

"I don't want toast, I want you! Please come home safe, angel. I really wish you were here to do that thing with my ear." 

Spencer has to give in. You're speaking so loudly it's impossible the team hadn't heard it, but he can't find the will to be embarrassed any longer. You're drunk and ridiculous and all you can think about is him.

"I wish I was home, too. Do I need to worry about you? Make sure you're drinking water, okay? Alcohol makes you dehydrated, you'll get a bad headache." 

"It makes me miss you," you whine. 

He smiles fondly. "There's no cure for that." A door opens over the line. "Is that Rebecca?" 

"Yeah." Murmurings. "She says sorry for letting me get so drunk, but she didn't let me do anything. It's like you always say, Spence, I can do whatever I set my mind to." 

"And you set your mind to getting drunk at Chili's." 

"Exactly!" 

You talk a little more before he hangs up. He knows you're getting taken care of. 

A gaggle of smiling faces greet him as he turns around. "Everything okay, 'angel'?" Derek asks. 

Spencer puts his phone in his pocket. You'll text him in the morning with a hankering for Tylenol and sore eyes, but you'll be fine. "Everything's great." 

[abbyromanoff]

can u write dark g!p nat x fem reader pls pls hehe ty

LOVE POTION

PAIRINGS: Natasha Romanoff x maximoff!reader

WORD COUNT: 1,919

WARNINGS: smut, dark!Nat, kinda dark!Wanda, manipulation, delusional!Nat, cheating, use of magic, mind games, small smut, pining, small angst, think that’s all :)

NO ONE IS PERMITTED TO STEAL, COPY, OR REBLOG MY WORK AS THEIR OWN!!

“Wanda, please!” Nat begged, feeling more hopeless as the witch tried to ignore her.

“I told you, Nat, I’m not letting you drug my own sibling!” She countered, setting her food down on the counter as she grabbed a fork to stab into the chicken. It was a new recipe she had been wanting to try out for months now and finally got to, if only Nat wasn’t bothering her only sense of peace.

“I’m not drugging them, I’m simply guiding them in the right direction.” Wanda rolled her eyes, chugging down the glass of water in front of her. She didn’t know how she got stuck in this mess, but she wished she never did. Everyone knew Nat was in love with you, except you. You seemed clueless to her obvious signs sent your way, or maybe you chose to ignore it.

She didn’t believe your girlfriend deserved you, she wasn’t right. She knew how you should be treated and loved, and she knew she’d have to be the one to show you.

“C’mon, you know they deserve better, and you know I can show them that.” Wanda sighed, forcing herself to rid the thoughts that she could be right away. Your partner wasn’t the best person in the world, and she definitely wasn’t the best to you. She tried putting it in your head what she knew, but you were oblivious to Sharon’s acts. Maybe you had noticed a few out-of-place acts, but you still loved her, you couldn’t just change that instantly.

“You know deep down they need to be saved or else they’ll never leave her-“

“Who they choose to love is not my business-“

“Who they choose to love is not who they should love, Wanda!” She started. “You can’t deny it, you know I’m right but you refuse to admit it.” There was a long beat of silence, neither of them deciding to fill it. Wanda looked down when she felt a hand on top of hers, caressing the skin soothingly.

“Please, I want to help them. It’ll only get worse if I don’t.” She remained quiet.

“Do you remember the first time you saw a bruise on their skin? You asked what it was from and you told me you could tell they were lying. Or when you found Y/N crying alone in their bed, you asked them what was wrong and they said they found a hickey on Sharon’s neck. Please, Wanda, you need to let me do this or they’ll never be safe. Don’t you want to save your little sibling?” She was manipulating her, she knew that, but she did it oh-so well. Wanda felt tears threatening to pool in her eyes as they layered a gloss.

“They can’t know about this. If they find out, I was never a part of it-“

“Of course, of course. I will never let them find out, and if they do, you didn’t have a single clue.” Wanda nodded slowly, putting her head in her hands while a sniffle left her.

“Well, when it’s done, let me know.”

The party was loud, creating a tense stimulation in your mind. You clawed at your fingers, playing with the promise ring your girlfriend had gotten you months ago. It didn’t shine like before, now it only held a dullness under the light.

“You want some company?” You heard a low voice come from behind you, turning around only to see your best friend, Nat. She had been with you through thick and thin, you loved her more than anything possible.

“Yeah, that would be nice.” A conversation struck between the two of you, and it felt like everything and everyone else disappeared. It was like sitting on clouds, it was just pure peace.

“I’m gonna get a drink, you want one?”

“Oh, I really shouldn’t.” You chuckled, pulling down the side of your dress that chose to ride up. She eyed you teasingly, leaning in to give a small smirk while your gaze fell to her lips. Suddenly, you remembered Sharon who was just across the room. Instantly, you pulled back, blinking a few times before clearing your throat.

“Uh, you know what, maybe I will take one.” She nodded and left, returning moments later with your drinks. You didn’t notice or question the slight glow surrounding your glass, only chugging down the liquid until your throat burned.

“Fuck, this is strong. What is this?”

“It’s a surprise, sweetheart.” You rolled your eyes before she rested her hand on your thigh, rubbing soft and gentle circles that brought you ease.

“Alright, I think me and Y/N should be heading out right about now.” Came your girlfriend's voice. You could sense the jealousy and fury roaming in her tone, she never was one to like your friends. She assumed they took advantage of your kindness and innocence, but in Nat’s mind, so did she.

“Oh, yeah, sure.” Nat decided to let you go without argument, knowing that her plan had worked. The drink should only take a few hours to start working, and then, you’ll be all hers.

“See you soon, Y/N.” You waved in return with a small smile, clutching onto your girlfriend's forceful hold. Her fingers were interlaced with yours, creating redness the harder she squeezed.

“Sharon, you’re hurting me.” She stopped, turning to look at you with flared nostrils, her mouth slightly agape before a hand came up to your neck.

“You’re mine, you got that? Not Nat’s; mine.”

The month flew by quickly, most of your time being spent working or entertaining your girlfriend in your shared apartment. But something was different, something felt odd but you couldn’t quite explain it.

You didn’t know why you felt this way, but it felt as though a pit was formed at the bottom of your stomach, and every time Nat would be nearby, butterflies surrounded that cluster. Your brain would turn foggy and your pupils would dilate, these were all signs that you knew all too well. This is what you felt for Sharon; felt. Past context. Of course, you still cared for and loved her, but it wasn’t the same as before. Any time you’d share an intimate moment, you imagined your best friend. It only got worse the more you saw her, and the less you saw the blonde.

She had been on a mission for a week now and, you hated to admit it, but it felt almost relieving to have her gone. You loved her company, but you felt so guilty in her presence. Her absence also gave you time to think, but the only thing that would come to your mind is Nat. It’s gotten so bad that one night you awoke from a lustful dream where Nat was the star.

“Hey, babes.” The voice brought you out of your trance, causing you to jump before you saw who it was.

“Jesus, Nat, you scared me.” She chuckled with a small apology when you slapped her arm lightly, nearly shuddering as you felt the biceps bulging beneath her shirt.

“Did you just finish working out?” You asked curiously, although you already knew the answer.

“Yeah, Steve gave me a new schedule for once. Why, you need a training partner?” She hoped you’d say yes, that way she could be as close to you as possible.

“Uh, I was actually hoping you could help spot me. I want to hit a new PR.” She nodded while taking a sip of her water, her jawline seeming to shine perfectly under the light. You gulped, suddenly finding the floor much more important.

“Of course, you know I love helping my favorite Maximoff.”

“I’ll tell Wanda you said that.”

“Go ahead, I think we all know I’m not her favorite person either.”

The weights were heavy against you, but you continued to pull through with the help of the redhead. You couldn’t help but notice the proximity between you two, the thought sending you into waves of arousal. Her crotch was pressed against your ass, her arms hovering over your waist as her face was so close to your neck, you imagined her lips painting the skin with purple hickeys.

“C’mon, you can do more!” You whimpered as your legs struggled to lift you, Nat quickly stepping in to pull you up when realizing you couldn’t do it.

“I don’t know what’s wrong with me today, I can usually get at least six reps on that.” You sighed, biting your lip as your chest heaved for hope of oxygen.

“You’re distracted. What’s going on in that pretty little head of yours that has you so out of it?” She leaned down to become level with you as you crouched, lowering your head in annoyance.

“Nothing, alright? I’m just having an off day.” She huffed, clearly not believing your lie.

“You don’t need to lie to me, Y/N. Seriously, I’m your best friend, you can tell me anything.” Her hand came to your shoulder in what seemed a comforting gesture, but it only caused you to pull away.

“Maybe that’s the problem.” Her eyes widened slightly, her mouth parting as her eyebrows furrowed. You couldn’t bear to look at her face without being tempted to pull her in and kiss her then and there, confessing everything that had been brewing in your mind for what felt like years.

“What?”

“Maybe you’re my problem, Nat.”

“H-how? What did I do?” You didn’t give a response, causing her to ask again. She was worried her plan went to failure, maybe Wanda went behind her back to protect her sibling. No, she couldn’t have, Nat knew her well enough to know she fell for her manipulation so easily.

“Nothing, that’s the problem! You sit there, looking so fucking perfect all the damn time and I hate it! I hate how much I just want to hold you, and kiss you, and care for you, but I can’t have that. I can’t have you, Nat.” Her heart swelled in delight; it worked. The magic worked and now it was all in her hands, she wasn’t going to mess this up.

She quickly strutted forward, grasping the sides of your face as she pulled you in for a deep kiss, one that you melted into instantly. Sharon was completely ridden from your mind, all you cared about was this. Nat was here, you were her, everything else could come later.

“You don’t know how long I’ve been waiting to do this.” She pressed her lips to the side of your neck, inhaling the scent you radiated. You felt amazing in her arms, she never wanted to let go.

“Fuck, I need you so bad, Natty.” Your breath was short, your smile sending Nat into a trance. She wasn’t going to let you go, you were safe with her.

Wanda walked into the gym, noticing two bottles of water that had been knocked over. She furrowed her brows in confusion before a small sound came from the showers. She could sense it was you, but Sharon was still gone. That’s when it hit her, Nat’s bottle was right next to yours. It worked, the drink she created worked.

She felt so guilty, she never wanted to hurt you, but she knew your girlfriend would only cause harm. She didn’t know what to do, she could only hope you’d never find out. And if you did, she didn’t have a single clue about any of this.

[wambsgansshoelaces]

hi, i think u did a similar one already but could i get a hc on how succession characters react to their s/o crying? about feeling sad , or stressed , or losing a loved one , idk , just something mildly serious. i wasn't feeling great today and i started crying and my sister told me to stop crying and was like mean af to me and i could use some gentleness and affection :|

aw anon im so sorry :( I know I’m really late with this but I hope you’re doing much better <3 I’m always here for you in my ask box or pms!! your sister is an asshole you can cry whenever you want all of your emotions are valid and I love u u are so worthy

I hope these make you feel happy <3 enjoy x

serious issues (succession main cast)

Kendall

ᝰ when he notices your mood is off, he immediately goes solemn

ᝰ while if it were something smaller, he’d leave it and let you come up and talk to him on your own

ᝰ but he can tell it’s bad

ᝰ and he’s not going to let you stew in this by yourself

ᝰ he will help you

ᝰ whether you want him to or not

ᝰ he gets you a glass of water

ᝰ and forces you to drink

ᝰ then sits you down and makes you tell him what’s wrong

ᝰ when you do

ᝰ rather, when you burst into tears in his arms

ᝰ he can’t help but feel horrible

ᝰ he cradles your face in his hands and kisses away your tears

ᝰ he apologizes over and over

ᝰ he’s rubbing your back the entire time you tell him what’s going on

ᝰ “cry it all out. i’m right here.”

�� he talks you through it

ᝰ he’s cosplaying his therapist

ᝰ if it was a death, he gets the name of where the service will be held and pays for it in secret

ᝰ over the next few weeks, you can just show up in his office and cry on his shoulder

ᝰ and he won’t ask any questions

ᝰ he always lets you

ᝰ the night you tell him, he keeps an arm hooked around you, keeping your head to his chest

ᝰ he plays with your hair and strokes soothing patterns into your skin for the rest of the night

ᝰ as you recover emotionally, he makes sure to check in on you

ᝰ even long after the incident, you both make sure that you have no bullshit check ins with each other

ᝰ “how are you really”s

ᝰ he makes it clear to you that he will always support you

ᝰ and you’re glad

Roman

ᝰ not really the best with words

ᝰ or emotions

ᝰ or being serious

ᝰ however

ᝰ the only time(s) he is 100% serious is when you’re severely upset

ᝰ the first time it happens, it’s like he stops breathing

ᝰ “hey, come here. something’s wrong. i need to know what.”

ᝰ you tell him

ᝰ it’s the hardest you’ve ever cried

ᝰ the entire time, he grips your hand, gently stroking the back of it with his fingers

ᝰ he’s never been more focused on anything in his life

ᝰ he wishes he could help talk you through it, but he’s physically incapable

ᝰ so what he does is murmur a few comforting words then take you out on a boat ride

ᝰ because of course he has a miniature yacht on call

ᝰ “you can relax, take your mind off everything. i’ll take care of things, don’t worry.”

ᝰ the rest of the day is spent the two of you cuddled together, looking out over the water

ᝰ he doesn’t say anything

ᝰ he feels bad because he doesn’t know how to help you sort through your emotions

ᝰ because god knows he can’t

ᝰ so instead, he spends every waking moment with you, at your beck and call

ᝰ regardless, he’d do anything for you

ᝰ incident or not

ᝰ he listens to you when you talk, of course

ᝰ he just can’t give you any sound advice

ᝰ the nights on the boat, when you’re at your most vulnerable, he makes sure you fall asleep before he does

ᝰ so that he can kiss you to sleep

ᝰ and make sure you fall asleep soundly, feeling safe

ᝰ he’ll never be happy unless you’re happy

Shiv

ᝰ she notices something’s wrong, but doesn’t say anything at first

ᝰ when you don’t come to her at all and instead stay holed up in your room, that’s when she knows something is really wrong

ᝰ she crawls up onto the bed with you, and you feel her hands smooth up your back

ᝰ “what’s wrong? tell me.”

ᝰ does not leave you alone until you do

ᝰ listens intently

ᝰ literally memorizes what you’re saying so that she can help fix things

ᝰ the entire time you’re speaking, she massages at your skin to soothe you

ᝰ and it works

ᝰ thumbs away your tears when they fall

ᝰ she refuses to let you go through this alone

ᝰ she helps talk through your issues

ᝰ nonstop reassuring you that everything you’re feeling is perfectly valid

ᝰ and telling you that if you’re upset, she’s upset

ᝰ and that she’ll stop at nothing to make you happy again

ᝰ in all honesty, she’s extremely inexperienced with cooking and baking

ᝰ but she figures it out just for you

ᝰ she makes you a fudge with strawberries and raspberries frozen into it

ᝰ and it’s surprisingly really good

ᝰ your tears ease as the two of you eat together in bed

ᝰ you’re still sniffling when she gently urges you to lay your head in her lap

ᝰ even when you’re this upset, she’s utterly mesmerized by you

ᝰ your lips when you chew, your cheeks, the plush of your thighs as your pajama shorts hike up your legs

ᝰ “i know it’s hard, babe. i’m here. i’m not leaving.”

ᝰ and she doesn’t

ᝰ she’s at your side for the rest of both your lives

ᝰ she holds your hand through all of your difficulties

ᝰ she always listens, always helps you with your issues

ᝰ she’ll never, ever, let you suffer on your own

ᝰ she wishes she could take your pain from you

ᝰ you’re her sun and moon

Tom

ᝰ the personification of a massive teddy bear

ᝰ when you’re upset, he’s in SHAMBLES

ᝰ he swears he can feel your pain

ᝰ he soothes you every way he knows how

ᝰ he keeps you close, rubbing his hands up and down your sides

ᝰ he makes you your favorite meals

ᝰ refuses to let you do any chores

ᝰif it was a death, he organizes these massive baskets to be delivered to everyone affected

ᝰ and the biggest one goes to you

ᝰ it has all of your favorite sweets, a bouquet of beautiful flowers, a blanket

ᝰ and a love letter detailing how you’re the strongest person he knows

ᝰ and that he loves you more than anything

ᝰ of course, he gives you space if you ask for it

ᝰ but he’s always concerned for you anyway

ᝰ he gives you your time to recover while slowly helping you along

ᝰ after a couple weeks of leaving you be and taking care of you at home, he starts making you go out with him

ᝰ “we’re getting you used to things again.”

ᝰ he stays at your side through all of it

ᝰ will always let you vent to him

ᝰ and always does his best to give you advice and help you through your issues

ᝰ every night is spent the two of you chatting about your days

ᝰ making sure the other is really okay

ᝰ his arms are always warm

ᝰ your bed even more so

ᝰ he always makes sure you’re feeling warm and fuzzy

ᝰ he just loves you so much

ᝰ he’ll never let you go cold

Greg

ᝰ when you start freaking out, he also starts freaking out

ᝰ but he gets himself together

ᝰ because you’re a big deal to him

ᝰ and he loves you

ᝰ so he’ll do everything he can to help you

ᝰ in his own way, of course

ᝰ he honestly sucks at talking you through things

ᝰ but he listens to you

ᝰ he loves listening to you

ᝰ after you tell him what’s going on, he pulls you into his arms

ᝰ he just hugs you for a while

ᝰ he doesn’t let go until you do

ᝰ and you only do that to go to the bathroom

ᝰ when you come back, he has a favorite movie of yours pulled up on the tv

ᝰ “why don’t we watch? I think you could use the brain break. relaxing is good for you.”

ᝰ he keeps you pulled tight against him

ᝰ softly stroking your hair, your neck, your shoulder

ᝰ he’s just hoping your mood is shifting

ᝰ which it is

ᝰ he’s not the best with words

ᝰ and he’s not exactly sure if what he’s doing is helping

ᝰ but bottom line, you know he cares

ᝰ and he wants to help, needs to help you

ᝰ he spends the next few days doing his best to make you feel loved

ᝰ he makes you lunch to take with you to work

ᝰ he makes sure your favorite snacks are always stocked in the pantry

ᝰ always asks things along the lines of “do you want coffee? iced tea? I’ll make anything for you” even though he doesn’t know how to cook or bake anything

ᝰ but he figures it out

ᝰ because the only thing that makes him happy is you

ᝰ and he’ll fucking die if he sees you crying again and he can’t help you

ᝰ his world revolves around you

ᝰ and he loves it that way

Stewy

ᝰ honestly, you being so viscerally upset puts him off

ᝰ his world falls off balance

ᝰ demands you tell him everything

ᝰ keeps your face sandwiched between his hands as you talk

ᝰ his eyes never leave yours

ᝰ he nods, makes soothing noises

ᝰ “okay, here’s what we’ll do. we’re going to go have fun tonight.”

ᝰ he takes you out for dinner

ᝰ the entire night he’s just like eyeing you trying to see if you’re still upset

ᝰ in reality, he’s just a smooth talker

ᝰ he has no idea how to actually get serious

ᝰ so now his efforts are put into making you feel better

ᝰ when you pick at your food, he takes your hand

ᝰ and tries to be profound

ᝰ “I know I kind of suck at this whole handling things seriously thing, but I want you to know I’ll listen to anything- everything you have to say. I don’t… you’re not going through this alone, is what I’m trying to tell you.”

ᝰ it comes out really messy

ᝰ but it’s obvious he cares

ᝰ it’s obvious he loves you

ᝰ and that in of itself makes you feel leagues better

ᝰ you decide to walk off your dinner

ᝰ you both take a stroll, hand in hand, through the streets

ᝰ the night chill is strangely calming

ᝰ but you know that’s just stewy, not actually the chill that’s making you feel at ease

ᝰ “we can try stargazing tonight.”

ᝰ “stew, all I can see when I look up is smoke.”

ᝰ because you literally live in new york

ᝰ where rats live everywhere rent free

ᝰ “we’ll just have to drive out somewhere, then.”

ᝰ he actually does

ᝰ the two of you end up in a bit of a rural area sitting in the trunk of his car

ᝰ he spread out blankets and brought pillows and everything

ᝰ he even stopped at a gas station to get you both slushees

ᝰ in the gas station you both mixed flavors

ᝰ and he keeps stealing from you

ᝰ but it’s okay

ᝰ you’re leaning against him, his fingers are in your hair

ᝰ “I’m sorry I couldn’t help more.”

ᝰ “you’re helping me lots.”

ᝰ you give him a kiss

ᝰ “your lips are all blue, stewy.”

ᝰ “the blue raspberry is just really good…”

ᝰ you turn back to the stars

ᝰ but his eyes aren’t even on the stars anymore

ᝰ they’re on you

ᝰ and if he had it his way, they’d never leave you again

[softspace-fics]

hi idk if u write this kind of fic but could u try a fic with little!bucky being cared for by cg!steve after a nightmare?

sorry if u dont write this type of fic <33

Nightmares.

A/N - Heeeyy yall- I'm alive! I'm so sorry for the absenses in posts. I've had so much going on in my personal life and I've had terrible writers block. Thank you to this anon for this idea, it helped me bring back some of my love for writing. I hope you guys have a wonderful day/night and I hope to post more <33

Masterlist - all my work!

Warnings⚠️: Mentions of nightmares, general fluff

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Bucky tumbled and turn, mumbles and sharp inhales cut through the air like a knife. Steve woke up when he felt Bucky violently shaking the entire bed from fear, and Steve quickly got up to go get a big cup of water before setting it calmly onto the nightstand.

Steve softly starts rubbing Bucky’s tense bicep, working to slowly bring Bucky out of his nightmare as easily as possible. Despite his best efforts, Bucky shot right up and looked like he had seen the worst death of his life. Whatever he was dreaming about really rocked him this time.

Steve immediately pulled Bucky to his lap, carefully cupping the back of his head, and tightly holding Bucky to his chest. Bucky clinged onto him tightly, the attempt to break through the terror in his little head not going over so well.

Bucky tried to tell Steve he wasn’t big, tried to mumble anything to give him a idea, anything at all, but nothing came through his mouth, like he was suffocating in a puddle of words that he couldn’t quite make out.

Steve could tell from the look of pain and lack of words that Bucky wasn’t doing well with his words, so Steve just started to ask yes or no questions, something to help Bucky communicate.

“Little?” Bucky nodded.

“Thirsty?” Another little nod.

Steve gently brought the cup of water he collected earlier to bucks lips, helping him to drink before he takes the now half empty cup and wipes Bucky’s lips softly. He gently kisses Bucky’s forehead before he softly starts to rock Bucky. He didn’t know if Bucky would end up going back to sleep, or if it was going to be a day where 3am was their time to be up. He just knew that his baby needed him.

Bucky clinged to Steve like his life depended on it. Like the nightmare was going to become real and Steve was going to be ripped away from him. There was no way he was going to let Steve out of his hands or out of his sight.

This how the duo stayed even after sleep lulled them both back to sleep. When they both awoke again, little Bucky was still out and about, but Steve was nothing but happy to be able to take care of the love of his life.

The times Bucky had nightmares wasn’t ever going to be easy, and it could very well be the rest of his life, but Steve would be there every time to be able to reassure him that he’s safe and sound.

[muikitoo]

Sooooooooooooo...

so...

Are you still taking requests?...

Idk what you are comfortable with doing or not... But if you are ok with it, could you do a Rise Leo x Reader anxiety attack?

*Nervous anime sweat drops 👉👈*

Like, maybe the Reader has been masking emotions all day and when Leo comes over they break down or catches them mid break down... Or something like that...?

Thank you!

*Runs away-*

Anxiety attack

Leo x gn! s/o who is having an anxiety attack.

Warnings

Anxiety attack, but the rest is fluff and comfort.

A/N:

I was actually pretty excited to write this. I hope it turned out well enough

- When he finds u in the middle of an anxiety attack, he panics. A lot.

- Quickly goes and gets you some water.

- He tries to calm you down, without necessary touching you or doing anything that could possibly trigger you more.

- breathing exercises/techniques

- after youve calmed down a little he tries to use reassuring words and hugs u gently(only if u let him).

- "Its okay. Youre safe now, i promise."

- it rally hurts him to see you like that, he loves you more than anything.

- After some time he'll ask to talk to you about what happened, if you dont wana talk abt it then he'll try and distract u/make u feel better (movies, games, cuddles, ect) and then talk about it whenever you need

Leo decided to visit you, worried. You hadn't texted or called him in a while. He thought you were just busy bc of school and that you'd visit the lair after your classes ended, but you never did.

Once he entered your apartment/house - it was awfully quiet. He felt his heart start to race, thinking about everything that couldve possibly happened. "Y/n? Hermosa? You home?" He said nervously. He was afraid, which he usually masks well, but this time he couldnt even think of that. He needed to make sure youre okay. The more he got closer to your room, the more he could hear faint sobs. He entered your room and saw you on the floor, shaking.

"Y/n!" He was quick to be by your side. He was confused and didnt want to touch you or do anything triggering. He quickly ran to the kitchen to grab you some water. He helped you drink some and then set the cup down somewhere and then turned his attention back to you. "Breathe, love. Breathe." He made you look at him as he told you to follow his instructions, breathing slowly - in and out.

"hey, do you mind if i hold you for a little while?" He asked after youve calmed down a bit. After getting your approval, he slightly scooted towards you and gently layed your head on his plastron, wrapping his arms around you. "Do you mind telling me what happened? Or do you want to talk about it later? As you amazing and handsome boyfriend i want to be here for you through this and help you anyway i can!" He chuckled, trying to lighten the mood a little and wanting to earn atleast a small smile from you. You let out a shaky giggle, telling him about your stressful day and everything that happened during the classes. He listened carefully, petting your hair and humming every once in a while to let you know he's listening.

After having a talk and making sure youre okay, you decided to watch a movie. "You know what? Ill be generous today and let my amazing s/o pick whatever movie you want." He smirked as he pecked your head, getting comfortable in the sheets as he handed you the remote.

A/N: i wrote this in school so it was rushed. Im not that educated in stuff like this so if i got something wrong please correct me without being rude.

[once-upon-the-moon]

Kakashi Hatake x Gender Neutral Emetophobic Reader Headcanons

Warnings: Mentions of emetophobia, food and drinks, eating, anxiety, intrusive thoughts, upset stomachs and stomach aches, people other than the reader having colds. There are no mentions of anyone t****ing u*

I wrote these as comfort for myself and anyone else who also has emetophobia. There are parts of these headcanons that can apply for any character, so hopefully anyone can find at least a little bit of comfort here <3<3

Credit for the art above goes to the original creator (if it’s yours please let me know so I can credit you) and credit for the divider goes to cafekitsune here on tumblr <3<3

- Kakashi hadn’t heard of emetophobia before he met you, but he wasn’t surprised. People can have phobias surrounding anything, he knows that.

- He would never, ever judge you. He treats it like he would the presence of any threat: priority number one is to make sure you’re safe.

- If you’re having a moment where you’re hesitant or afraid to eat or avoiding a food or drink that you actually want, he is not letting you go through that by yourself. The man practically orders you (lovingly of course) to come find him at times like that if he’s not there.

- He’ll remind you of all the logical reasons why you don’t need to be afraid of eating or drinking (in that moment, or ever), and he’ll stay with you for your meal if he can. If he has to work, he’ll bring you with him so you can eat in his office or have your meal under a tree outside while he trains.

- He would absolutely feed you, with no hesitation, if you’re comfortable with that. He’s already very nurturing, so it’s a way of taking care of and soothing you while also making sure you stay healthy and strong.

- He would give you a mask just like his to wear when you go out if you want to, or so you have an item you can mess with to help calm yourself down.

- He always has water with him, both because he needs to stay hydrated with how strenuous his job is, but also because drinking water can help calm you down if you get anxious.

- If you go on long or taxing missions, he makes sure you get as much rest as possible, eat and stay hydrated, to ease your worries about getting a cold of any kind from the strain on your body (it’s also a good excuse to take care of himself in the same way).

- If your stomach feels upset because you’re anxious, he’ll hug you and try his best to distract you. Sometimes he takes you with him to meet up with Team 7 cause they always make you laugh.

- If you have a stomach ache, he’ll have you sit with him and pet your hair in hopes that you drift off and sleep through it. If you don’t, he’ll play a game with you (usually cards or trivia), or hum some random tune for you while he reads.

- Always warns you first if he knows someone you need to interact with has a cold at all. He’ll go with you if he can too, if that would make it easier.

- He’s absolutely honoured if you let him make food for you.

- Early on after you met, before he was comfortable having his mask off in front of you, the two of you would eat together, sitting facing away from each other, and once when you were getting anxious, he turned and kissed your shoulder while he talked you through it.

“Keep breathing for me, alright? I’m right here. You’re okay, I promise”.

- Later on when you were calm again, you damn near melted. It’s still something he does to soothe you to this day.

- He loves it when you tell him about any time you finish a meal, or get past an intrusive thought. He’ll always give you a hug, ruffle your hair or kiss you for being so brave.

“Well done, I’m so proud of you!”

[being-addie]

hi girl, how are you? I hope ur fine and that everything's perfectly okay, i got some questions, if u don't mind answering.

so on September it's my freshman year, im so excited, and especially bcz im going to a new school, which means new people, new experiences and stuff.

Ik high school isn't as perfect as i see it in movies, and that my skl won't take us on a road trip and leave us all alone so we can have fun 💀 but i was wondering if u had any tips for high skl.

I also kinda wanna have a glow up, both physical and mental, during summer, and since ur a whole glowup guru I thought u could give me a "program" to follow so i can look, think and behave better, especially cz my mom doesn't allow me to go out so no gym or activities outside, and she thinks im too young to have a skincare or follow a diet yk.

thank u so much in advance, i absolutely love ur posts, and if u can't or don't have time to answer, that's perfectly fine, stay safe hun<33

hello love,

sorry this is late. classes have been insane. congratulations on your new school! it's always exciting when you try something new, and I promise you're gonna love it.

now, im assuming you're 15/16 years old, since you're a freshman. Before I say anything about having fun in high school, I need to you remember that while TV and movies glorify high school as this really crazy time where you party and have fun (yes, you will have fun I promise), its important to keep in mind that these four years will help you decide your future and get into college. So work hard, and party harder.

Okay, now that I've said that, let's tackle this bit by bit.

How to have fun in high school:

Have sleepovers: They're a fun and easy way to bond with friends. Order tons of junk food and stay up all night.

Picnics: My favourite activity. Dress up and have a themed picnic, and have a photoshoot.

Pool party: If someone you know has a pool, go have fun in the water!

Hang out: Honestly, this was the most fun I had in high school. Just meet at someone's house or at the park, and just chat. Or bring an activity to do together (crochet, playing cards, etc). Buy some snacks and play some music and it's the most chill vibe ever. You will love it.

Start a band: If you play an insturment/ sing, start a band! It's so much fun to practice and perform with friends!

Join a club: You can make lots of like-minded friends at clubs at school. Pick something you really like to do.

How to glow-up for high school:

Workout:

There's no rule that the gym is the only place to workout. When I was 15, I wasn't allowed to the gym either, so I had to make do.

Youtube videos: There are tons and tons of great workout videos from people with a large following. My favourites are Caroline Girvan, growingannanas, Pamela Reif and Madfit. Go get sweaty!

Makeshift weights: You can water bottles filled with water/sand as weights or buy ankle weights to put around your wrists as you get stronger.

Run: This is an amazing source of cardio. I gave up a while back on this because I detest running, but it really does work. Plug in your headphones and go for a run in nature.

Dance: Dancing is a really fun way to workout. Try Zumba, hip-hop or K-pop routines. Hell, even Just Dance has some good ones. Join a class if you want to stay accountable.

Diet:

Honestly, I can't give a lot of advice to you here, because I'm not qualified enough. Go to a nutritionist to see if there's anything you can do. If not, make sure to eat plenty of protein and fibre, limit your junk food intake and drink lots of water. Make lots of salads and fruit bowls. Overnight oats are healthy, filling and delicious.

What I like to do, is eat everything in moderation. Say I've had a healthy breakfast, lunch and dinner. I won't deny myself a nice bowl of ice-cream (again, not a sundae, the key is moderation). But if I've had greasy food for lunch and takeout for dinner, I'll probably settle for fruit instead. Know that you can eat without punishing yourself, but remember not to go overboard. Food is fuel, remember.

Other tips:

Skincare: Don't make it too fancy. I know influencers and the like have those weird 15-step skincare routines, but it isn't necessary. I use the Cetaphil Gentle Skin Cleanser, and the most basic Cetaphil face lotion I could find along with an organic lip balm my mom buys. It works like a charm and itsn to too fancy. I also take an ABC smoothie (Apple, Beetroot, Carrot + some water.) This is such a game-changer.

Abundance mindset: I like to think of the universe constantly working in my favour. It's always looking out for me, and I'm the luckiest girl in the world. What you think is what you attract. If you think negatively, you will begin to see only bad things around you. Stay positive.

Wardrobe: Go thrifting, or DIY some old clothes. Pinterest has tons of amazing ideas. Paint your T-shirts, dye your skirts, make cute jewellery at home. There are no limits.

Makeup: I don't recommend it honestly. I'm more or less anti makeup to the point where I only own two pieces of makeup(eyeliner and lip gloss) and even those are used sparingly. Don't get used to your painted face. Your natural beauty is beautiful; and should not be hidden. There's something so amazing in someone who is confident in their own skin. Own yourself, and people will love you more for it.

This post became incredibly long lmao, but I hope I was able to help. DM me if you want more tips. You got this xoxo

<3

[tonberry-yoda]

Hii first of all i hope youre doing great! Make sure to drink water‼️

So i saw that your requests r open but idk if u can do matchups so feel free to ignore this if u dont

But if u do, i was wondering if u could do a jjba matchup from parts 2-7 (any gender idm)

Some info ab me:

Im agender but i use any pronouns, im aroace (! Aroace ppl can still feel romantic feelings js limited, just letting u know bc ppl get confused🥲!)

Id like the matchup to be romantic and some characters i wouldnt rlly like u to include r stroheim, kira, pucci and funny valentine

Okay lets get to the main stuff

My personality is pretty confusing even for me tbh

I can be very serious at times but i can also be very js energetic and yk goofy ig? My energy gets drained quickly after that tho so yeaah

I get told pretty frequently that im harsh but im just honest🤷‍♀️

I prefer saying whats objective and truthful rather than sugarcoating stuff

I can be very supportive tho dont tske this the wrong way

Im an ambivert and idk if yk mbti but since it might help im an Intj e3

Also im a night owl so yeah i love staying up and stargazing from my window💁🏻‍♀️

As for how i act in daily life well, i always try my best to get everything that im assigned done and most of the time i do. I strive for perfection and success in whatever i do and i am very ambitious🏃🏻

At times tho i feel like i need breaks so once in a while i like to just stop and relax, to do absolutely nothing

I like to read books every now and then but i dont have a good attention span and i zone out A LOOOTT

Not just while reading, if im doing anything at all ill just zone out eventually

I really enjoy being in my head with my own thoughts its like my safe space even if its not safe ykwim

Im just a very brain-ish person yk i like thinking i spend hours in my head its like my comfort place

I also like being productive it makes me feel alive

Like doing stuff

Im also a result/success oriented person so yeah

Also other than reading im also into make up and i like to listen to music if u consider that a hobby

I have a very mixed music taste but my friends say its good

I really like lana del rey and indie music but I also love rock and grunge like ac/dc, nirvana, pearl jam etc.

I also listen to stray kids sometimes their music is cool (kpop) but i also listen to j-pop and classical music (ascends me to heaven fr)

I also listen to 90s hiphop. Yeah.

Thats a lot of stuff I KNOW but i told u its a mix

As in fashion i dress either very y2k-ish or like my friends always tell me i look like those 2 girls from mean girls (my clothes)

I like to dress coquette-like though too!

Id also like to be a gothic lolita but i cant so thats sad

I also have brown hair and brown eyes and im average heigthed

My friends say i have the best style so yeah

I dont really have a type but i do have a preference for either people who are like me bcz yk they get me

But i also like funny people like very energetic funny people

We can be like sun moon dynamic idk😭

I like every love language ngl

I have a slight preference for gift giving though

I mean thats the one i use so

The fic is up to u idm what it is

Tysm for ur time, ik that was a lot, feel free to ignore if u dont feel like it have a nice day/night <3

notes: omg hi!! I am finally doing your matchup <3 I feel like it has been in here forever omg. but i am so glad im getting to it today!! i literally have the PERFECT character for you tee hee so let's jump in <3

the character I chose for you is...

GYRO ZEPELLI!!!

you and him have a very similar personality. you can both have a serious front, but goof off with each other, which is the most fun

it makes you a super successful couple too because you both know when it's joking time or not

though you will find him making stupid jokes more often than not

he likes that your harsh/honest

it just really shows that you know who you are and you cant take certain stuff

it just means your strong-willed and that's what he loves about you

there is nothing wrong with being harsh and he tells you that all the time

you and him are very supportive to each other and it really helps the relationship grow

i feel like gyro is honestly a morning person, so you wont find him staying up with you late that often

so while he sleeps next to you pet his hair

but he will 100% stargaze with you while you talk about life and cuddle

you get shit done and that's what he loves about you

and when you two are together, you're literally unstoppable tbh

as ambitious as this man is, he is also lazy, so he will ask you to just sit and cuddle him so you can take a break

and who are you to deny gyro??? i would cuddle in those arms any day

doing absolutely nothing sounds amazing to him, so please stay wrapped in his arms

just know he will fall asleep

since you love reading, but zone out a bit, this man will read to you

he loves to read to you

even if you zone out, he will catch you up

he overall just enjoys reading out loud a lot, so you're going to hear a lot of it

while you're just thinking, he'll be right beside you

you are your own comfort space, but you begin to feel that he is becoming your new one

he is also a mixed music dude, so yall listen to whatever

HE LOVES THE WAY YOU DRESS OMG

literally force him to dress up to and you will be walking ICONS

do his makeup

LITERALLY

he loves when you make him all pretty

he'll braid you hair if you braid his

he is super energetic and funny, so you have the literal perfect man for you

and he will provide every love language, just expect a lot of words of affirmation from him and way too many cuddles

and if you give him gifts, he gets all flustered and blushy

and then he'll get you gifts too :)

and now for your fic :)

You stayed up on the edge of your shared bed with Gyro and watched the stars from your window. You lived in a nice enough area to see all the stars and you were very thankful for that. You couldn't go to sleep, so you decided to open the window and get a breath of fresh air along with your view. Your boyfriend slept quietly next to you, his arms hugged around his own lanky body. You watched his breaths for a moment. In. Out. In. Out. You smiled and ran your fingers through his long sandy blonde hair before looking right back to the window. "Darlin?" You heard from Gyro, making you jump. "What's up?" You asked, seeing his long arms stretch in front of him as he sat up. "Can't sleep?" He asked, avoiding your question. "No, not really. Just wanted to do some stargazing." "Come here," he said, patting his chest. You gladly laid your head on your chest, having an even better view of the stars as he petted the top of your head until he fell back asleep.

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matchup rules | pinned post @tonberry-yoda

[oceanlue]

Hello hello it’s yo bunny boy

How about some cuddling hcs with Seth? Mf touch starved af and I wanna hold him

Also me and him frfr real trust me I was there

(Of course sweetheart you did so much of my asks that I would never say no to you. And I hope you eating well and drinking water)

Lately you have been stressed overworked and most of all tired

And all you want to do is just lay down with your favorite man

Great leave for the past few days you've been stuck in your room we're doing your work and making sure everyone was happy and all the things you had to get done were done

But lately you've been feeling unloved unwanted (but we love u sweetheart)

So after a couple of hours all your work was finally finished and you finally got up from your chair and walked out of your

You went downstairs and found your loving out back outside boyfriend on the couch watching the news

He saw you and smiled

"well hello to you sugar, I see you finally came out of your room, and just in time to I was about to go get you for a movie night cuz you have been working so hard, and I know it takes a lot out of you so I got your favourite movie and snacks. I just need to get the drinks and we will be set."

He told you to sit down on the couch and wait for him as you did he came back with the most best beverages he ever made

As the movie went on he started telling closer to you as wrapping an arm around your waist pulling you on his lap and tossing over a fluffy big blanket as he rest against the arm of the couch

"I know sugar, you want me to hold you. Well I'm not letting you go until your happy. And I also miss your hugs, and I know you do to"

As you were about to say something she put his finger and thumb on your chin to make you look at him as he leaned in close for the first time in about how long gave you a passionate kiss that you both needed

And after that kiss was done he did nothing but hold you he holded a you in his arms and not letting you go knowing you're safe from the world that he will protect you from anything even protect you against your demons

And he loves you for who you are

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I hope you love is I made is extra special for you

And to everyone I hope you all like this to and give some love to @bunrubyy

Peace out

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[fagdykemuppet]

sawyer breaks down and doesn't know how to cope with emotions the musical the movie the fic

wc: 1353

relationship: sera/sawyer (oc/canon)

tags: hurt/comfort, alcohol mention, sera POV (3rd person)

summary: sawyer isn't as put together as he comes off. sometimes he needs to break down.

notes: thank you to the slasher u discord (mainly JJ, basil, and kel) for inspiring me and letting me bounce ideas off of them

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theatre meant late nights. lots of reading, lots of writing, lots of drawing, lots of… a lot. if time wasn't spent in the theater itself; it was time spent researching and perfecting. so of course serafin was up at 3 am, and of course it saw the lengthy text sawyer sent it. the notification flashed across its phone and it could tell without more than a glance it was at the very least a paragraph long. it thought nothing of it; late night rambles weren't uncommon between the two of them, more often than not they were both up, exhausted from school and work, chipping away at things they needed to get done, and needing an outlet to throw any late night thoughts at. it clicked its tounge as it wrapped up the line of dialouge it was writing, finally pleased with the direction the script was going, and picked up its phone.

before it could really get a grasp of what was going on, its eyes darted to the most recent texts.

“fuck… Sera i'm so sorry i don't know why i sent all of that.“ ”Shit, i'm sorry i'm tipsy. had too mcuh to drink. disregard all fo that.“

it immedtiately scrolled up and read through the wall of text he had sent only five minutes prior. lines upon lines about lonliness, and fear, and dread, and emptiness… things that twisted its heart into knots. quickly, it texts back:

”hey, get your ass over here, now. i wanna make sure youre safe.”

it paused a moment, before shooting off another text:

“if you dont come over im dragging you over. please”

sera anxiously stared at its phone; praying to whatever was out there that he'd actually respond and it didn't have to find god knows where he is right now. right when it was started to put its shoes on, the screen lit up.

“alright.”

it figeted with its hands as it waited for sawyer. its never seen him like this. he doesn't usually drink like this. it let out a deep sigh, flinching a bit when it heard a knock at its door. that had to be sawyer. the only other person it could be is tate- fuck please don't let it be tate. not this time. it almost tripped getting to the door, opening it to a dishevled sawyer. his hair messed, his mask more on the side of his head than anything, the bags under his eyes more pronounced than usual… he looked a mess already.

he tried to force a smile, trying to force himself to not absolutely fall apart at the seams. ”i'm here, i…“ his voice cracked and he clamped his mouth shut. ”what did…“ his voice trailed off as he started to shake. ”can… can i come in?“ his voice was soft.

”fuck, yes of course you can come in, come here.“ sera immediately grabbed for sawyer's arm, carefully guiding him inside. he felt like he was going to break at any moment. it dragged him to one of the couches, sitting him down. it went to grab him some water, and by the time it came back he was curled up in on himself.

”don't… don't look at me, ser.“ he took a deep breath when it sat next to him, placing the water on the table. ”i… i'm a fucking mess right now.“ his voice was strained, his body shaking as he holds back sobs.

”hey, hey it's okay. i didn't invite you here to judge you…“ sera softly put a hand on his shoulder. ”i saw the texts. i'm just looking out for you, love.“

he let in a shaky breath. ”i shouldn't have even sent those is the thing!“

”why not? you need to get shit off your chest too.“

”because!“ he looked up at the other. ”because i'm supposed to… to be put together,” his voice was wet. “i… i'm not supposed to be the one that's needing to be taken care of! i'm supposed to be… strong. i'm studying to be a lawyer for fucks sake.” he wiped one of his eyes. “i'm not… i'm not supposed to drink until i feel sick like this.”

“oh, honey…” sera put its arms around him, pulling him in close. “you're allowed to be weak too, y'know.” it spoke into the top of his head.

and that seemed to be enough to set him off.

he started shaking hard, clinging onto the other man* as well as he could. he let out strained sobs, like he desperately wanted to keep them in but his body wouldn't let him. they were sad, wet, loud sounds as he wailed into its chest. sera held onto him close. one hand rubbing his back, another petting his hair. soft comforting murmers being whispered as his nails dug into its back. it didn't know him to cry like this.

it didn't know him to cry at all. months, possibly even years, of repressed emotions being unfurled all at once into its chest. and it couldn't help but wonder; what was his breaking point?

was it mike? that bastard? finally saying something that got under his skin in just the right way? did he fail something that he expected to do well on- the straw that broke the camels back? or was it family related. it struck it in that moment that it barely knew anything about his family despite them having been together for almost 6 months at this point, and known each other even longer. was this deliberate? though, he barely knew anything about its so it couldn't be the one to judge. this was, however, a can of worms for another time.

“i'm… i'm sorry,“ he managed to choke out in between sobs after a while.

”what are you sorry for?“

”all of…“ he pulled away, ”all of this!“ his voice cracked as he motioned to himself. sera's heart twisted at sawyer's fact, his cheeks wet with tears and eyes red and puffy. ”i shouldn't…“ he cut himself off with another sob and curled up on himself. ”all of this because i got too stressed. i should… be able to handle myself.”

“sawyer. look at me.” sera took his face in its hands, forcing him to look up at it, and carefully wiped some of the tears away. “you're allowed to cry for fucks sake. you're allowed to feel things. this isn't something that's barred from you. being stressed is a reasonable time to cry.” it rested its forehead on his. his face twisted a bit as he tried to hold back more tears.

they sat there for a few more moments before sawyer wrapped his arms around it and buried his face into the crook of its neck, soft sobs continuing to escape him. it knew that it was more than stress that upset him. knowing sawyer there was more to this. but it didn't pry. that was a conversation for the morning.

when he lifted his head up again, shifting where his head simply rested on its shoulder, sera leaned over to grab the cup of water it had gotten earlier. he made a soft noise of protest, his grip on it tightening a bit, before relaxing again. he muttered something under his breath (sera thought it heard him say sorry, but for his sake it pretended it didn't). it brought the glass to his lips, and he was too tired to protest. exhaustion painted his face as he drank from the glass, closing his eyes when he was done. ”thank you…“ his voice was hoarse.

”mhm, anything for you.“ it spoke into his hair. ”do you want to stay the night?“

a soft nod. ”please…“

”it'll be a bit cramped but we can make it work.“ it softly laughed as it pressed a few kisses to the top of his head. ”you're safe with me, i promise.“

[kmarttelescope13]

lightning

the hair on your arms stands straight up, like soldiers in formation, and your head turns skyward as if a weight is anchored to the back.

she steals the breath in your lungs. the thief has cracked the safe and made off with the diamonds, and for all you know she's selling them at a rickety roadside stand off I-10, somewhere between Phoenix and LA.

she's a rhapsody. she's an explosion. she's a cold case blown wide open, detective, you're gonna wanna see this. the rookie just kicked down a door and found a stash so big we're gonna need a U-Haul to move it all to evidence.

she walks through your doorway on a dark and stormy night, and suddenly you're not the only tall glass of water in the office. you pour her a drink and she's one of those European types who likes to hug and kiss stranger's cheeks, and of course she wears cashmere shirts, of course she makes you feel dull and lifeless just by existing. why wouldn't she?

she's a kind lover, all soft curves and orange skin, blush blooming like bruises on her hips, her teeth straight save for that one canine that twists out like a dancer reaching for a stage light they'll never touch. her nails are the only sharp part of her, and when you finally tear yourself out of her grasp you're covered in claw marks. you've never seen her let go of anything.

it's what you'd imagine a silk dancer feels when they take a fatal fall; wisps of fabric sliding through your fingers, knowing you're gone, it's over, but you can't stop noticing how smoothly it all flows over your skin, and maybe this isn't such a bad way to go. it's kind of your fault for trusting something so delicate to hold your weight, to allow itself to continue to be stained.

so you wrench yourself out of her grasp and you crawl, bleeding, to my doorstep, and you beg for sanctuary like Medusa splayed out on the steps of Athena's temple. but unlike that story, we're only mortal, and i love you, so i let you in.

the cold snap hits the second the door shuts, and the wind might rattle the windows and she might rain down unrighteous fury on the roof, but it will hold. inside, it is warm, and the guest room is all made up for you with a water bottle by the bed and mints on the pillows. dice roll, oil pops in a pan on the stove, and your laugh bounces up to the ceiling and reflects back down, diffusing over us like sunshine breaking through storm clouds on the ocean. we've been out here for weeks, chasing that great white whale, and now that his body lays belly-up in the jet-black water, we're gonna be eating like kings.

look in the mirror. do you still see her when you shut your eyes? do you still turn towards the door when the lights snap off unexpectedly? does the door slamming still remind you of thunder?

the hair on your arm is standing up again.

let me get the soap. we'll stick it back down as many times as we need to.

[of-dragonss]

i could really use some comfort from dew rn so, if you're comfortable with it, could you write dew x f!reader who is dealing with a pretty bad depressive episode? just, all the comfort and fluff because i desperately need it from my fav ghoul <3 thank u!

of course lovely! sorry for the wait, i hope you’ve been feeling better! 🖤

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— dewdrop x reader (i keep accidentally writing readers with no specific gender i apologize 😭)

summary: dewdrop stays with you during a depressive episode. just a lot of fluff 🖤

I’ll get through it with you next to me.

Dewdrop knew you were dealing with a bad depressive episode. Sister Imperator has let you have time by yourself for once. Not ordering you around to help around the Abbey. He also knew the weather changing has triggered your seasonal depression. Which in turn, caused you to feel very unlike yourself these past few days.

Locked up in your dorm, the Ghoulettes bringing you food when needed. Making sure you were at least keeping yourself fed with enough water to drink. Otherwise everyone left you alone.

Until tonight when Dewdrop passed by your dorm and the faint sound of sobbing can be heard from underneath your door. He was uncertain at first of what to do, but in the end decided to knock to make his presence known before silently and slowly opening your door.

“Y/n? Do you need anything?” He asked quietly, closing the door behind him as he entered with slow movements, making his way towards your bed where you laid under the covers, sobs turned to hiccups and loud sniffles as you tried to calm down your crying.

“I’m here for you, I hope you know. Whatever you need, just ask.” He sat himself at the edge of your bed, waiting for you to calm yourself down as he reached out to where he made out your shoulder as you laid on your side, facing the wall, slowly rubbing his hand up and down in calm bing motions.

“Stay the night?” Came your shaky reply after a long few minutes of silence, and the occasional sniffling coming from you. “Please.”

In a flash, Dewdrop got up from the bed and ran around your room in search of your laptop you two would watch movies and tv shows on during both of your free time in the Abbey when there was an opportunity for.

He was usually talkative but he knew you weren’t in the mood for talking. But he knew a movie and a cuddle would cheer you up even slightly. So, grabbing your laptop from your desk, he went back to the bed where he quickly pulled the covers away from you, moving inhumanly fast as he easily lifted you up and laid down on the bed in your spot, you half on top of him, head on his chest, cuddled up to his side.

“Figured we could watch a movie, until we fall asleep. How does that sound, love?” He kissed the top of you hand as he set up your laptop where you both can easily see the screen perfectly.

Nodding into his chest and wrapping your arms under him to hold yourself impossibly closer to Dewdrop he pick a random movie you both frequently watch during the colder months, Hocus Pocus. Dewdrop resting his cheek on top of your head as the movie began to play.

The two of you happy and content with each other’s presence, safe in his arms. “I can get through this rut with you next to me. Stay until I wake up?” You asked quietly, fatigue evident in you hoarse voice.

“Of course. Anything for you.” He smiled, pushing your hair out of your face to kiss your forehead. And as the movie played on, the two of you drifted to sleep cuddled up to each other.

As the sun started rising again into the sky, you woke up in a panic. Bolting up in bed, struggling to breath. Dewdrop immediately woke up the second he smelled the overwhelming scent of your fear. Tears streamed down your face from the nightmare you had thanks to your current mental state.

Dew held your face in his hands gently, resting his forehead in yours. “It’s okay. It’s okay, i’m here.” He whispered over and over again as you slowly started being more aware of your surroundings. Moving to wrap your arms around his slim frame, clinging onto Dewdrop like your life depended on it.

“Breath with me.” He instructed softly, taking deep intakes of breaths and long exhales. You two did this several more times until you calmed down, only hiccuping here and there. “Let’s go back to sleep, yeah?” He gently pushed you back to lay down on the bed.

“You have to leave. I don’t want you to get in trouble.” You spoke softly, frowning.

“Doesn’t matter. What does though is you. I’m staying with you for as long as you’ll have me.” He kissed your forehead, bringing you in close to him once again.

“Okay.” You sighed, giving in easily at his touch, already feeling drowsy. And in each others arms, once again, the two of you fell asleep. Safe and protected.

[fluorescentadolescent1]

Hey do u think u could do a fezco x reader where it’s kinda funny where they r dating and it’s when Faye stays with them I see a lot of hate for her I think she’s hilarious so maybe y/n and Faye become a chaotic duo and get close and stuff maybe fez gets all cute and jealous she’s spending all this time with Faye just a lot of fluff please ( if your even doing requests😂)

NEEDY

FEZCOXREADER SMUT!

TW: jealous!fezco ,penetration, dirty talk, afab character, mentions of drugs, mentions of nat* ja*obs.

a/n: I mixed this request fluff and another one that was smut so I hope it didn't bother you! Requests are still open so feel welcome to submit them ♡.

MASTERLIST.

you meet fezco thanks to rue two years ago, even though you finished high school, rue still came over to your house to hang out and get high without her mom seeing her. Once you had to go to fezco's house to supply rue's need for drugs and the rest is history.

Fezco decided to break the only rule that his grandmother had for you, because he knew the bad things about people and the world, but you made him discover a good side that attracted him even if he wanted to ignore it.

Rue didn't really believe in love, not until she met Jules, but when she saw them interact as if they'd known each other since they were young, it always made her yearn to meet something like that.

you and fezco were dating like one year to be exact, thanks to ashtray who was sick of seeing you loving each other in silence.

With all the shit that happened in new years, fezco wanted you to stay in his house since it was more protected there than in yours. And to be honest, you did felt safer sleeping under the same roof as ashtray.

[21:32]

You had already finished dinner, the boys were checking the security system while you were drying the dishes. you were murmuring a song until you felt arms around your waist and kisses on your sweet spot making you laugh

" Enough, I have to finish drying the dishes"  you said as you put the dishes back to prevent them from falling.

'C'mon ma, we could do something more fun than drying dishes" said fezco pressing  his notorious bulge on your butt.

you turned your face to start a deep and horny kiss, your sex life with fezco was quite active.

you felt fezco's hands run over your body until his cell phone began to ring notifying an incoming call.

"Shit ma, I have to take this call, but wait for me in the room and we'll get back to this" You nodded your head, knowing that business was always something important to Fez since that's what they lived on. Before answering, he patted you on the butt as you passed by.

you decided to light a blunt that fez kept on his nightstand while you waited for him in just your underwear and a fez's shirt that was quite big on you. The minutes passed until half an hour so you decided to go out looking for him, without mouse being a threat, you knew that there should be no one in the house other than the three of you.

" Ash, have you seen fez?" you asked the boy who was drinking a glass of water in the kitchen.

" Something happened, remember the idiot who broke his nose? he needed a favor so Fez had to go." you couldn't feel a bit uneasy knowing that something happened but you knew it couldn't be anything important if fez decided to leave ash in the house.

" ok little boy, go to sleep now, good night" you laughed when you dodged the slap that ash wanted to give you, you loved the relationship you had with ash because he trusted you and you trusted him.

You didn't know how long fez was going to take so you decided to turn off the blunt that you had forgotten on the nightstand and without realizing it you fell asleep.

[09:12]

curious fingers caressed the curves of your body, you sighed content knowing that fez was safe and sound in bed with you, spooning.

" good morning ma, I let you sleep a while longer because I assumed you were tired since when I came back you were dead sleep"  he said leaving a few kisses on your neck, you turned to see him and smiled when you heard the sound of sleep that followed in his voice making it more deep and slow.

" morning baby, Ash told me something happened, is everything okay?" you asked as you snuggled your head into his neck, leaving a few kisses making Fez groan.

" Yeah ma don't worry about it" fez always tried to leave you out of his business, but it was clear that it was nothing serious since he was so calm.

" What do you think if I finish what I started yesterday"

you nodded while you left a kiss on the lips of fez while he laid you on the bed staying on top of you without supporting all his weight, "so beautiful ma, love to see you in my clothes"

Fez began to raise the shirt while leaving kisses all over your torso that burned your skin making you want more. when he got to your underwear area, he maintained eye contact as he lowered your underware down your legs while kissing the inside of your thighs. You opened your legs to give him more space, Fez squeezed your thighs leaving your legs on his shoulders, he gave her a soft kiss on your clitoris just applying pressure which made you whimper from the lack of stimulation. And before Fez could get to his favorite part, they were interrupted by a knock on the door.

"what the fuck? " Fez threw your underwear at you before opening the door a crack, finding an annoyed Ash.

"Yo,you promised me you were going to control the junkie bitch" Fez shut Ash up before you heard him because he hadn't told you yet.

"ash relax man, it will be for a short time and then it will be gone. Now shut up and chill because y/n doesn't know about this shit." now that caught your attention, it was rare that fezco didn't tell you something so you, alredy dressed, approached to get involved in the conversation.

" I don't know about what?"  ash stared at fez waiting for his answer but a noise in the kitchen interrupted him. "what the fuck was that?"

before fez and ash can stop you you had already gone to the kitchen, meeting a person you met at the new years exchange. Faye, who broke a cup and was wearing clothes you usually wouldn't wear around Ash.

" Hi y/n I am so happy to know that we are going to be rommies,Well, I sleep on the sofa but it's almost the same." Faye said slowly as she hugged you, it was obvious that she was under the influence of her heroin addiction.

and you felt so bad for not being able to return happiness, "Hi Faye, how about you put the pieces of the cup together before someone gets hurt and me while I take a bath?" you said and she nodded, bending down to clean up the mess as her short skirt hiked up, revealing her butt. You turned around and you could already understand why Ash was looking at Fez with a dead stare.

" help her not to hurt herself and make sure she doesn't do anything else " you whispered to ash to which he complained but started to help faye. You looked at fezco who was waiting for an answer. "Bathroom, now."

you were stomping your way to the bathroom, fez following her quickly wondering why his grandmother didn't advise him on how to deal with his angry girlfriend. you entered the bathroom and you slammed the door shut.

" what the hell were you thinking of bringing faye here? It's like leaving a child alone in a candy store, you trust him but you know he's going to be tempted to eat the candy" you whispers screaming to fez "plus, we both know she's not the most appropriately dressed person. And I'm not shaming her for dressing freely, she can go naked if she wants but it's not the most appropriate thing for ash"

Fez blinked at you, and a lopsided smile began to form on his face and you wanted to erase it from his face.

" My friend needed to hide her from the police, and you know if they catch her they're going to catch him and fuck the deal with Laurie because she might distrust us. " fez tries to explain everything calmly but even so the cocky tone of his voice did not go away  "and are you sure this is about ash or are you jealous? Ma, you know I only have eyes for you, you are my wifey and nobody can compete with that, less a weird looking junkie like faye"

fez approached her hugging her waist trying to kiss her but she wasn't ready to drop the subjec, "C'mon ma, I know you're going to have fun being with Faye, you're always complaining that you never have anyone to talk your girl stuff to."

he was right but you weren't going to admit that, you took a deep breath and rolled your eyes, "Maybe so, but if Ash throws a tantrum you intercede" you said giving him a kiss on the cheek leaving the bathroom.

To say that Ashtray was so irritated by Faye's presence that he didn't even want to share breakfast with her indicated that the house was going to have a good time without peace.

[...]

a few days passed and Fez was right, having faye to talk nonsense was refreshing, you loved the boys but most of the time they took care of the business and the store, also most of the time faye was under the influence and it was funny to hear her say nonsense, you tried to stop her from consuming so much but she found the time to do it secretly.It was true, you felt a little threatened having to live with faye and a little jealous for fear that she might steal fezco's attention, but she was a good girl with no bad intentions.

" I'm telling you y/n, lip fillers would look great on you, I know a girl who does them for $30 in her house" you laughed at that, if you got to have fills it wouldn't be at someone's house that only charges $30.

"I'll have to think about it faye, I'm afraid of needles" you said as you both watched tv while eating mac and cheese, a moment later the guys came through the door after a long day at work.

" hey guys, dinner is in the pot"

Ash went to the kitchen to prepare his dish while Fez just stared at you, you usually greeted him when he arrived with a kiss but lately you only hung out with Faye. He was glad you helped calm ash down by proving that faye wasn't a bad person, but lately faye was taking his time with you.

" Wait, youre telling me that her husband's brother is the father of her baby because they were having an affair?" Faye said slowly trying to understand the show, which was funny because it was her third time watching it.

"god faye, do we have to watch the show a fifth time for your brain to understand?" you said laughing to which faye rolled her eyes smiling as she threw a cushion at you.

fez couldn't believe how needy he was for you and you didn't even look at him for more than five seconds, "Um, y/n?" he said shyly to which you responded with a slight "yes?" without taking your eyes off the tv.

" can we talk for a second, in the bedroom?"

You noticed his tone a bit down, so you wished Ash and Faye a good night and followed him into the bedroom. Fezco sat on the bed and you closed the door.

"everything is alright?" you asked sitting next to him and fez rolled his eyes, "what?"

"are you seriously asking me that ma? You no longer kiss me hello or go to the store with me, you just spend the day with Faye. " he exclaimed raising his voice a little, and it reminded you of the scene in the bathroom the day faye arrived.

"Well well, you were the one who told me that faye was going to be good news but now you are the one who sounds more jealous than me"  you scoffed while fez rolled his eyes, so you decided to sit on his lap, one leg on each side of his body leaving your ass right on top of his dick.

"sorry baby, i just liked spending time with a girl my age I didn't realize that I was ignoring your needs for my attention." you said leaving kisses on his cheeks, especially in the areas of his freckles making fez sigh.

"you're so hot when you're needy"  fez rolled his eyes and slapped you on the butt after squeezing it.

" now you're just being a brat" He said leaving bites on your neck that will left marks.

you whine into his neck, you were wearing a skirt, the only thing that prevented you from feeling his dick was your underwear.

"do you want me to take care of you baby? " you asked as you hooked your fingers with the waisband of fez's pants, reaching in and patting him over his underwear.

" Damn ma, damn right i want"said fez as he took off your shirt, and you were thankful for being lazy that day and not wearing a bra. fez began to suck on one nipple while stimulating the other with his finger, a heat began to rise through your body.

"Can I ride you fez baby, will you let me make you cum?" you begged as fezco gave attention to the other nipple, he nodded as he raised his hips to let you pull down his pants and underwear.

"C'mon pretty mama, ride me"

fez raised your skirt and pushed your underwear sideways, you were very wet, soaking the inner area of your thighs. "You're this wet and I barely touched you, it seems I wasn't the only one in need"

You rolled your eyes as you lined up your entrance with the tip of Fez's penis, jerking him off a little bit. Fezco kissed you as you started down, feeling how he filled you to the max making you cry on his lips.

you started a swing with your hips with the help of fez who was squeezing your ass, "this little pussy taking me so good uh, come on ma ride that shit"

"Good girl, making me feel so good"

fez's little praise made you pick up the pace, you felt so filled with pleasure so delicious it bordered on pain since the fez dick stretched you out and its head touched your g-spot every time you went down too fast.

the familiar knot in your belly began to feel tighter and tighter, and you felt fezco's dick throb in you.

"Please fez, I want to cum, please,please,please..."

at this point your brain could only process the feeling of fez's dick fucking you so good, fez started making circular motions on your clit while helping you to ride him, planting their feet  on the ground and thrusting inside of you making you raise the volume of your moans.

" my sweet girl your brain is already dead thanks to my dick, shit ma, cum with me now"

and finally, the knot came undone as you felt fez fill you with his cum,you wanted to scream from the pleasure you felt, making you bury  your nails on his shoulders making him groan as he fucked you prolonging your orgasm.

"too much, shit fez, too much"

fez slipped out of you and laid you gently on the bed while he reached for a wipe to wipe off the cum running down your thighs.

You hissed from overstimulation when the wipe brushed against your clitoris.

" Sorry ma, do you need water or do you want me to prepare a bath for you?" You smiled and shook your head "just a shirt please" , Fez give it to you and lay down next to you after putting on his underwear. You took off your skirt and your underwear leaving you only with the shirt.

"love you ma, i hope you always know that" fezco kissed your head and you smiled feeling sleep beginning to take over you.

"I love you more fez"

you almost fell asleep when you heard a light knock on the door, "um i think you guys are done fucking, i just wanted to let you know that ash fell asleep on my couch"

you heard fez complain as he put on more decent clothes, he left a kiss on your head again as he tucked you in, "don't worry ma, I'll take care of it"

no matter how much ash can't stand faye, no matter how much fez hates her that she steals your attention, she already felt like family.