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[obessedwithfictionalmen]

Co-Stars pt.13

Callum Turner X Actress! Reader

Summary: Y/n and Callum have their puppy interview, but they fell in love with one...

Warning: use of Y/n/ babies/

Word count: 750 words

They sat down, she was so excited. ‘’I’m so excited!’’ She squealed as she rested her head on Callum’s shoulder. Callum only laughed before Great Pyrenees puppies run into the room. Y/n’s eyes filled with stars, just like anime, she was in awe. ‘’Oh my god! Hi precious!!!’’ she squeals. Callum looks at her, smiling, but a puppy ran on him. ‘’Oh, hello you!’’ he giggles. Puppies run into each other and fight a little. ‘’No! Don’t fight, I’m going to separate you!’’ Y/n squeak, separating the puppies. ‘’Honey, these puppies are not Daisy and Ophelia’’ Callum laughed. Y/n giggled and looked at the interviewers. ‘’How did your labour go? And did it affect your work?’’ Y/n smiled. ‘’I was long, but it was totally worth the pain, I have two beautiful girls at home. And I think it affected my work in way that I’m more conscious of the time I’m spending away from home’’ she said, while her hand was being chased by puppies. She really fell in love with one of the puppies. ‘’What’s this little guy’s name?’’ she asked. ‘’He’s called Jazz’’ one of the women said. ‘’Callum, what was the best thing about working with Y/n?’’ As he was about to answer, a puppy ran on his leg. ‘’Hey there, little guy, uh the best thing about working with her was, uh, it was like having a safety net. During like hard scene, she was often with me, and it was reassuring, knowing that she was there with me’’ he said. ‘’Y/n, same question’’ Y/n smiled and looked at Callum. ‘’Uh, like he said – ‘’ a puppy was chewing on her hand. ‘’ – no, I’m not a toy. Uh, sorry where was I?’’ she laughs. She didn’t think she was going to give much content, she was too distracted by puppies.

The interview was sadly over, Y/n didn’t want to go. She fell in love with Jazz and wanted to bring him back home. ‘’Can we have him?’’ Y/n asked, eyes filled with happy tears. She was holding Jazz. ‘’Y/n, we have newborn twins at home, you want a puppy that’s going to grown and be enormous?’’ Callum giggled. Y/n nodded and smiled, she kissed Jazz and looked at Callum. ‘’Please, look at him! He’s adorable!’’ She squeals. ‘’But we’re already sleep deprived, we have two babies, and you want a puppy?’’ he laughed. ‘’Yes, please, please, Callum you’re the best husband and the best dad ever, please!’’ she did her puppy eyes, he wasn’t able to resist. ‘’Ok, but remember it was your idea!’’ he finally gave in.

When they entered the house, Rosemary was in the living room with the twins. ‘’Hello! How did it go?’’ she asked. ‘’Good, we have a puppy!’’ Y/n exclaims as she shows the puppy to Callum’s mom. ‘’Oh my, he’s adorable!’’ she smiles. Y/n puts the puppy on the ground and goes to her daughters. ‘’Hello my precious! Were you good for grandma?’’ she squeaks. ‘’They were angels’’ Rosemary answers.

She looked at the time, 3:16 am, she was woken up by cries, Callum was asleep, but it was okay, he already got up earlier to feed the twins, but it was Y/n’s turn. When she opened the door, Jazz was in front of it. He looked like he wanted to pee, so Y/n quickly got to Ophelia, she was crying, started to breastfeed her as she went down the stairs to bring Jazz to her pee mat. Callum woke up, because his other daughter was crying, his wife wasn’t beside him. He went in his daughter’s bedroom and took Daisy in his arms, he heard Y/n talk downstairs, so he followed the noise and found his wife, breastfeeding Ophelia and directing Jazz, at the same time. She was seated on the floor, waiting for the puppy to pee. ‘’Honey, what are you doing on the floor?’’ he yawned. ‘’Ophelia was hungry, and Jazz needed to pee, but the mat is stressing him, so I’s staying with him. Is Daisy hungry too?’’ she asked. ‘’Yeah, I think so, give me Ophelia’’ Callum said as they exchanged daughters. She switched breast as she began to feed Daisy. Callum sat next to her. ‘’I told you it was going to be tiring’’ he smirked. ‘’Don’t be a smart butt, I’m not (yawns) tired’’ she said. She rested her head on his shoulder. ‘’I love you’’ she whispers. ‘’I love you too’’ he replied. Jazz finally peed; the couple almost celebrated, that meant that they could go back to a much needed sleep.

[rosyrosethings]

KIng Harry and The Nanny p2

this is part 2 of Harry and the nanny. you don't have to read part 1. This is just another part of the story.

Warning: smut, fluff, blow job,

Harry's heart raced like a teenage boy's when he was near her. Every afternoon, as the children drifted off to sleep, his desire for her became overwhelming and irresistible. He would quietly slip away from his duties as king and pull her into any vacant space they could find - a closet, an unoccupied room - just to indulge in her sweet taste. Even just a simple kiss from her was enough to satisfy his longing. It had been so long since he had felt genuine affection from anyone, and he craved her attention more than anything else. When they were alone, she would always tenderly kiss his head before returning to their daily routines. Harry lived for those moments, cherishing every kiss on his forehead from her. Y/n was well aware of the nature of their relationship; after all, he was the married king and she was only the nanny. But she couldn't deny the intense craving she felt for his touch, his love, anything that came from him.

On this particular Saturday night, Y/n relished in having the day off from her duties and lounged at home with her roommate Bri, unable to shake off thoughts of Harry. Her and Bri set there enjoying there second bottle of wine and each other company.

"Bri its all he doess, doesn't do anything else. He won't even let me touch him." She said, resting on the couch looking at her roomate Bri.

"Maybe he’s like really into pleasing you." She said looking up at her offering her comfort.

"Yea he is but He wants more I could tell. Maybe he just doesn't want me in that way." She said sadly.

"No he wants you. Everyone who sees you wants you in that way." She said looking at her up and down. Y/n laughed

"I am serious bri.." she said laughing

"Maybe hes gay." Bri said, Y/n laughed harder

"Oh please, Bri. He's definitely not gay," Y/n said, rolling her eyes. "You should see the way he looks at me sometimes. It's like he wants to devour me whole."

Bri waggled her eyebrows suggestively. "Ooh, sounds steamy. So why don't you make a move then? Take control for once?"

Y/n sighed, running a hand through her hair. "It's not that simple. He's the king, remember? And married. I can't just throw myself at him."

"Why not? Sounds like he's already throwing himself at you every chance he gets," Bri pointed out.

Y/n bit her lip, considering. "I don't know... What if I'm reading too much into it? What if he rejects me?"

Just then, Y/n's phone buzzed with a text.

‘I know it’s your day off but I need to see you.’ -Harry

‘Is everything okay?’ -Y/n

‘I’m just missing you. I’m coming over now.’- Harry

The text threw her for a loop. Y/n immediately shot up and started straightening up the apartment

“Are you okay?” Bri asked watching her jump from place to place erratic cleaning.

“He’s coming over! Bri go to your room. I didn’t tell him i told you. I was supposed to keep the affair a secret.” She said,

Bri's eyes widened in surprise, her mouth forming a perfect O shape. "Wait, what? He's coming here? Now?" She jumped up from the plush couch, scattering scattered items as she grabbed her phone and hastily stuffed them into her bag. "Okay, okay, I'm going." Her voice was strained with excitement and urgency. "But you better tell me everything later!"

As Bri hurried off into her room, Y/n's heart raced with anticipation and nerves. She quickly smoothed down her hair, checking herself in the mirror and straightening her clothes. The doorbell rang just moments later, startling her.

As Y/n's heart raced with anticipation, she reached for the door handle and took a deep breath to steady her nerves. She swung the door open to reveal Harry standing there, his tall frame shrouded in an all-black ensemble. A dark hoodie was pulled up over his head, casting shadows over his face, while large, opaque sunglasses shielded his eyes from view. Despite the darkness surrounding him, Y/n could still feel the intensity of his gaze on her as she stood before him,

"Y/n," he breathed out, stepping inside and closing the door behind him. As soon as he entered, he shed his hood and shades, revealing his mesmerizing green eyes that seemed to intensify upon locking onto hers. In an instant, he had her pressed against the wall, his body flush against hers. His lips crashed onto hers in a passionate kiss that took her breath away. "I couldn't wait to do that," he whispered huskily as he pulled away, leaving Y/n feeling weak at the knees.

"Maybe we should go to my room, don't want to wake my roommate." She said looking up at him. He smiled

"Lead the way love." She smiled at him grabbing his hand leading him to her bedroom.  She opened the door to her room quickly closing the door behind him. She immediately started to kiss him again. Softly leading him to her bed. She pushed him down on the mattress. Her standing over him.

"Hoodie off." She demanded, he smiled at her attitude. She wanted to please him for once. He obliged taking off his hoodie. Revealing his bare chest. Y/n sat on his lap straddling him.

"I can't wait to have you in my mouth." He said looking up at her. She kissed his lips.

"Not today I will have you in mines." She said kissing his lips again. She felt him stiffening up at her response. Harry was scared. She pushed him down on her mattress as she kissed his neck.

"What wrong? You don't want me to please you." She asked looking at him propped up on both of her hands. Ge saw the disappointment in her eyes.

"No baby, I just haven't had sex in a long time. I don't want to cum to fast. Just looking at you makes me dick hard. I bust just eating you out. I could imagine how it would be inside you." He said, looking up at her. She pressed down her hips to his. Grinding against his dick which was hard already.

"I don't care if you cum quick. I want you inside me I want to see your face while you're deep in my pussy." She said leaning down to kiss him. His dick twitched at her words. There lips moved against one another her hands made her way down his chest. She sat up taking off her shirt.

She slowly slid off of him, her fingers hooking around the waistband of his black joggers as she helped him remove them. Her hands moved effortlessly, unfastening his pants and revealing a pair of gray briefs underneath. In the dim light, she could see the outline of his strong hips and toned muscles, causing a wave of desire to wash over her. She couldn't resist running her hands along his defined abdomen, feeling the heat radiating from his skin. It was as if she couldn't get enough of him, wanting to explore every inch of his body with her touch.

“Gotta get these off.” A mischievous smile played on her lips as she reached for the waistband of his gray briefs. With a teasing tug, she pulled them down, revealing his eager arousal that pressed against his stomach. She gazed at it with a lust in her eyes, knowing that she was in full control of his pleasure. Her hand went him. Harry sighed in relief. Its been so long since he's been pleasured. Especially like this. Her hands went up and down his shaft.

“I’m gonna put you in my mouth now.” Her words dripped seductively from her lips as she looked up at Harry, her hand wrapped tightly around him. A feeling of pure ecstasy coursed through his body at the mere touch of her fingers. She placed a soft kiss on the tip before swirling her tongue around it, sending shivers down his spine. He struggled to hold back, determined not to reach his peak too soon in this blissful moment. But every sensation she created was like fire, filling him with an overwhelming desire for more. Every part of him wanted to surrender to her and fully give into this pleasure that she so expertly provided.

Y/n continued to pleasure Harry with expertise, her lips and tongue working in perfect harmony to bring him to the edge of ecstasy. She could feel his body tensing beneath her touch, his breath hitching with each movement she made. As she continued to take him deeper into her mouth, she could hear Harry's ragged breathing turning into soft moans of pleasure.

"Oh god, Y/n," Harry groaned, his voice husky with desire. "You're so good at this."

She hummed in response, the vibrations sending shivers down his spine. Encouraged by his praise, she increased the intensity of her movements, determined to make him lose control.

Harry's fingers tangled in her hair, guiding her rhythm as he whispered, "Faster, baby. I need more of you."

Y/n complied eagerly, taking him as deep as she could as she quickened her pace. The sounds of their passion filled the room, mingling with the creak of the bed and Harry's increasingly urgent pleas for more.

"I can't hold back much longer," Harry gasped, his hips bucking involuntarily.

Y/n pulled back slightly, her gaze locking with his before she teased, "Do you want to cum in my mouth, Harry?" Her hand still moving up and down his dick.

His eyes darkened with desire as he nodded eagerly. "Yes, please, Y/n.”

“Do it then.” She said, With a sultry smile before she took him back in fully, using every trick and movement she knew to push him closer to the edge. His dick fully down her throat.

As their connection intensified, Harry's moans grew louder and more desperate, echoing off the walls of the room. Y/n eagerly took him in her mouth, feeling his fingers tightly gripping her hair. With one final deep thrust into her mouth and a guttural groan of euphoria, Harry reached his peak. Y/n greedily swallowed every drop, savoring the taste of him on her tongue. He came with such force that it almost overwhelmed her, but she eagerly lapped up every last bit of his pleasure.

As he came down from his high, Harry gazed up at Y/n with a mix of awe and gratitude. "That was… incredible," he panted, his chest rising and falling rapidly.

Y/n grinned triumphantly before leaning in to press a lingering kiss on his lips. "I'm glad you enjoyed it," she whispered softly against his skin.

Harry wrapped his arms around her. Pulling her close to him. He placed a kiss on her forehead. She looked up him as his hand traced her back

“When was the last time someone pleased you?” Y/n asked, looking up at him.

“Well charlotte is the only woman i have been with and I haven’t did anything with her since…”he said trailing off.

“Wait you’ve only been with charlotte?” She asked a bit shock. Feeling a bit like she took something away from him.

"And you." He said with nonchalant ease, his gaze steady and unwavering. Y/n sat up, her heart racing as she looked down at him. His face was a mixture of vulnerability and strength, making her heart ache for him. "But Charlottes more of a just a duty to my kingdom," he continued, his voice tinged with sadness. "My parents died when I was young, and Charlotte was one of the women they had approved of before their tragic accident. I had to marry quickly because of my impending kingship. But Charlotte was never my true love."

He reached out and gently took her hand, bringing it to his lips for a soft kiss. Y/n felt her cheeks flush with warmth at his touch and words.

"But then I saw you," he said softly, his eyes shining with fondness. "You took my breath away. You were wearing a black turtleneck sweater with white trousers and black boots, and a black hat to top it off. It was snowing but you were determined to get a picture of the palace for our social media. I happened to look out the window and saw you, and I couldn't help but ask William who the crazy lady outside was."

A small smile tugged at the corners of his lips as he remembered that day. "William told me you were American and that you worked on the royal social media team. And then I came downstairs shortly after, and there you were - standing in front of the fireplace in Buckingham Palace. Your hands were clasped in front of you, trying to warm them by the fire. Snowflakes were melting off your coat, but I could see your fingers were freezing cold."

His eyes softened as he recalled his actions that day. "I couldn't resist approaching you with a blanket to wrap around your shoulders. And then you turned and looked at me for the first time - our eyes met and I felt something I had never felt for anyone else.” He said, his green eyes meeting hers.

Y/n felt her heart swell with emotion at Harry's words. She remembered that day vividly - how nervous she had been on her first day working at the palace, how cold she had been after taking photos outside in the snow. And then how her breath had caught in her throat when she turned to see the handsome king offering her a blanket, his green eyes warm with concern.

"I remember," she said softly. "I was so flustered I could barely speak. You were so kind to me."

Harry's thumb stroked her hand gently. "From that moment on, I found myself looking for excuses to be near you. I'd walk through rooms I knew you'd be working in, hoping to catch a glimpse. When the nanny position opened up, I immediately thought of you - selfishly wanting you to be around more often."

Y/n's mind whirled with this newfound knowledge. The pieces of the puzzle were finally starting to come together. "So you're the one who recommended me for the job," she exclaimed, a playful giggle escaping her lips.

A warm smile spread across his face as he replied, "Yes, the best decision I ever made."

[gamergirl-niffler]

Hey there, sweetheart! ❤️💜💙 Yours truly is back in action. Now, I'm feeling like requesting headcanons, you know? Specifically, Dabi, Shoto, and Endeavour navigating the challenges with a girlfriend who's on a bit of a struggle bus in the orgasm department 😕

It's probably not as NSFW as you would like it to be, but I did my best!

Warning - Aged-up Shoto

Todoroki men & s/o having troubles orgasming

 🔥 Dabi 🔥

- Welcome to the fucking club, sweetheart! 

- You aren't the only one struggling here. Touya is struggling as well.

- Just don't blame him. His body isn't in the best shape ever since he almost got burnt alive. So Touya himself has problems in this department as well.

- He is ashamed of it as much as you are but no he is not struggling alone. 

- As frustrated with himself as he is… he completely pushes himself to the side. You are more important than he is.

- He searches through the Internet to find something to help you with reaching your climax.

- He orders toys, meds, weird gels, basically everything just to help you.

- Touya is ready for a longer seasons of fun just to slowly bring you two to the sweet release.

- He also goes through the whole Kamasutra book just to find the position that can make it better for you.

- He is a thoughtful partner who puts your pleasure first.

🔥 Shoto 🧊 

- Poor thing is confused and worried. Are you sick? Or maybe he is the problem? Isn't he good enough? Is it even possible to have such problems?

- You two have a serious talk about those matters. He wants to understand what's happening.

- Shoto is a good listener, so he listens to you, analyzing each word and already thinking about ways of helping you. 

- He really does everything to help with your pleasure, putting himself right after you and even if somehow he gets there first? Shoto is not stopping until he knows your climax.

- Shoto eats you out and touches you for hours just to ensure your pleasure.

- Not a fan of toys. Sure, they are useful and helpful, but for him, it feels fake. Of course, if you insist on trying, he might try those.

- He praises you each time your co-operated work is successful! He gives you sweet kisses and even sweeter touches, just because you are his good, little girl.

🔥 Enji 🔥

- He is the worst out of the three Todoroki! 

- Are you having a problem? Or are you just a stubborn brat?!

- He isn't interested in hearing about your problem. Idiotic and excuses.

- Enji is going to force it out of you, regardless of your discomfort.

- Sadly for you, he is selfish and doesn't really care about your pleasure. You can beg, you can scream. There is no point.

- Your ailment proves to be too much of a problem? He slowly drops you.

- At first, he is cold toward you, but then after some more time he stops sleeping with you at all. 

- Your problems aren't his. You can't deal with them? Then that's only your problem. Enji has enough problems of his own to bother himself with someone like you.

- So one day he drops you completely. He just sends you a simple message: “It's over. Don't contact me.”

- As painful as it is, you grant his wish.

[melodramatic-orchestra]

Lemony Snicket and Beatrice Baudelaire

“I will love you if you don’t marry me. I will love you if you marry someone else – your co-star, perhaps, or Y., or even O., or anyone Z. through A., even R. although sadly I believe it will be quite some time before two women can be allowed to marry – and I will love you if you have a child, and I will love you if you have two children, or three children, or even more, although I personally think three is plenty, and I will love you if you never marry at all, and never have children, and spend your years wishing you had married me after all, and I must say that on late, cold nights I prefer this scenario out of all the scenarios I have mentioned. That, Beatrice, is how I will love you even as the world goes on its wicked way.”

This is only a small paragraph of the huge letter Lemony once wrote to his beloved Beatrice. Even if everything is falling apart, even if everything is shit and you don't want to do anything except for crying and sleeping, if your favorite song becomes boring, if it's raining everyday and the sun seems to never rise again, or even if you just had a bad day, a bad week or a bad goddamn life, you would rather lose everything than that one person you’ve fallen for. It may be dangerous, but that's just who you are. That's how you love.

Your person is your favourite song, your sun and your good days, and weeks, and life. You don't care what happens to you as long as your special someone is ok, because they're the one who stop you from going out and killing people. And if everything falls apart still, your love for them will still linger for as long as you breathe. At least, that's how you think, because that's just who you are. Because that's how you love.

[itsscromp]

Venom x reader platonic

Hey Hey again. The first headcanon I ever posted is officially my number one top post, The love it has received means the absolute world to me. so you guys deserve a full story. I bring forth the epic bromance between y/n and venom. enjoy :) word count:1.8k

Could your life get any worse than this? Not only were your bills racking up like folded laundry.

"I'm sorry y/n but because of budget constraints we can't keep holding staff, so I sadly am gonna have to let you go."

"What... no you can't, my rent just went up. Just put me in a different position, I don't care if it pays less, I need this job !!." You were on the verge of tears.

"I encourage you to file for unemployment payments. This decision wasn't taken lightly. You were one of our best..."

'Save it." You stormed off, packing your things and heading home, not even saying goodbye to your co-workers. Why... out of all the people they could've let go, it had to be you. Fucking great.

Heading home, you burst into tears, the amount of stress has been building up and it's reached boiling point. You couldn't hold it in any longer. After having a good cry for a while, you felt drained. Physically and mentally exhausted. You didn't want to do anything else. So the only thing you wanted to do was sleep. Walking into your bedroom and changing into your pyjama's you climbed into bed. Hoping to god it was just a dream. You tossed and turned, realising the power company cut you off cause you missed the deadline. so now your fan wasn't running, It was 85 degrees outside on a summers night.

"Fucking even more great"

You went over to your window and opened it just a smidge to let some cool air in. It worked, for now, tomorrow you'll move your butt to social services and file for unemployment until you find another job. Climbing back into bed, you didn't even bother wrapping yourself in a blanket, it'll be too warm. So you opted to just stay out of it.

As you slept though, a black goo-like being crawled its way into your window, it crawled its way over, climbing up onto your bed and then onto you, seeping through your flesh, disappearing inside your body. This didn't bother you as you only just rolled over in your sleep.

The next morning you still felt drained, But you had to head down to social services and file for unemployment. getting dressed and making coffee, you suddenly felt like you hadn't eaten anything in ages, so you reached into your fridge. you realize that everything inside has gone off, no power no food.

"Oh come on..." And you also realize your kettle wasn't boiling too.

Skipping everything and throwing all your food out, you headed to social services and filed for unemployment. But the noises kept bothering you for some reason, It seemed too loud, the speaker calling out the ticket numbers. The babies crying. Some people yelling. It was almost too much.

"Ticket number A295, Please proceed to register 4"

The speaker called out and you shook what happened out of you and went over to the desk. Filing everything and were successful, they say your first payment should be received in 48 hours. So in the meantime, you have to make do with what you have. After which you headed to a food place and ordered breakfast.

"Hungry..." A voice called out, it sounded menacing. Looking around to find the voice you found nothing but just the people in line.

"Weird... You muttered to yourself, ordering your food you waited until the voice spoke up again.

"Food... sustenance... !!!!"

This was freaking you out by the minute. The waiter brought you your food and you devoured it, almost animalistic, you never acted like this before, it was just... so good. You had too stop when you saw people staring at you for how you were eating, plus also chewing loudly.

Going home, you sat there wondering what was happening, Vulnerable to loud noises. Even hungry, hell you even had an increased craving for chocolate, what the hell was going on !!!

"Y/n...." The voice called again.

"Who's there ??", Show yourself !!!"

Then the black goo appeared again, wreathing out of your body and revealing its face, it had no eyes, just white patches, and lipless and razor-sharp teeth. you were so scared you tripped on your coffee table almost falling to the floor but stopped midway, a tendril wreathed out of your back and stuck itself out on the floor before slowly rising you back to your feet.

"I got us." The creature spoke up

"What... what or who are you"

"I am venom, and you are mine"

What was this some kind of mind trick, you rubbed your eyes and looked again, no your mind wasn't playing tricks on you.

"You were that voice in my head"

"I can feel, see and hear everything you can, I can also read your thoughts."

You sat down on the couch trying to comprehend what was happening, First everything that just happened now your some host to an alien parasite.

"Parasite !!??"

"You read my thoughts, didn't you."

"I am not a parasite, you are..."

Then a bang on the door

"Where's that rent y/n !!!!"

Oh fuck your landlord, your 3 weeks overdue.

"Look I don't know how you got out but you need to go away"

"Very well..."

Venom then wreathed back inside your body as you went to the door and opened it.

"Look I'm sorry but I will have your rent in 2..." You felt a sharp pain as your landlord punched you to the floor, he reeked of wine.

"What the hell !!!"

"3 weeks y/n, you know what I do to people who are three weeks."

He was about to curb stomp you to new Year until you raised your hands and then it got covered in the goo. they looked larger and strong.

You then tossed him to the wall as you got up, the goo seeped back into your skin.

"What the hell was that !!"

This spooked your landlord way too much, he bolted for his life.

You kept trying to comprehend what happened.

"This is crazy"

'You haven't seen shit yet"

"What happened, why did my arms get covered in goo ??"

"I was protecting us, You are my host. it is my duty to protect you, we are bonded for life."

"So we're buddies ??"

"Something like that"

You felt the sting in your face from the punch and went to investigate in the mirror. but when you looked, you didn't even see your reflection, you saw venom. but it was slightly different. your saw his head but his body was large, very muscular and had veins all over.

"What the.." you gently touched your face as venom seemed to mimic the movements in the mirror. "This is weird."

"Like I said, you haven't seen shit"

Over time you continued to know venom, He is of an alien species called the symbiotes, who need an oxygen-breathing host to survive. Like you venom felt out of place and was a loser on his planet, you felt sorry for the poor thing.

"On my planet I was a loser, like you"

"Venom... I had no idea..."

His head wreathed out of your body.

"That was why I chose you as my host, you and I. We are not so different, But we together can be so much more."

There was even a point when venom decided to make breakfast for you.

"You know what always cheers me up in the morning y/n ?? sausages and brains"

You poured your orange juice just trying to enjoy the morning while venom had multiple tendrils out of your body, grabbing ingredients, chopping mushrooms and cooking the sausages. One tendril turned on the radio and started to sing along to the song.

"You say either, and I say eyether, you say neither, and I say nyther, Either. Eyether, Neither, Nyther. Let's call the whole thing off... OW OW Hot hot hot !!" He almost burnt himself as the pan caught fire and caused the smoke alarms to go off.

You moved to the table as Venom then pulled your chair towards it, he then started to massage your shoulder as he kept cooking in the background while also stretching his tendrils downstairs to get your mail.

"Cheer up old pal" He brought you your breakfast after finishing cooking it, Multiple breakfasts, eggs and toast, mixed with a milkshake and coffee and waffles

"Tada !!'

"This... looks delicious venom..." It looked barf inducing, but the fact he did this for you and the thought that counted, you started to smile.

"Ketchup ??"

"Sorry ??"

He squeezed the ketchup bottle too hard and it splattered all over your face.

"Oops"

But all in all, having venom changed your life for the better, it made you feel like you had a friend who could understand you and would always protect you.

You were on your way to Mrs Chen's to get Venom some chocolate and tater tots.

"Mixing it up today or the usual ??"

Hmmm what is that one with the golden filling that's delicious ??"

"That would be caramel venom"

"Then that"

But as you were looking for the caramel chocolate, Mrs Chen was getting robbed at gunpoint.

"Hurry up with the money Chen !!!" the thief demanded

"Is this it ??' venom spoke up, you told him before about bad guys and good guys when you were watching a movie, and it inspired venom to want to do the same thing. Even you as well.

"Yep"

As the thief continued to aim at Mrs Chen, the gun was knocked out of the thief's hand and was constrained by venoms tendril.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you"

As you walked over to the thief, Venom then wrapped around you, turning you into what you saw in the mirror. Tall large and muscular.

"You come in here again, in fact, you go anywhere in this city. Preying on innocent people, we will find you and we will eat both your arms and both your legs and then we will eat your face right off of your head. Do you understand ??"

The thief couldn't respond due to fear, he only muttered.

"No."

"Yes, so you will be this armless, legless, faceless thing won't you ??, rolling down the street. Like a turd in the wind."

"W..w..what the hell are you ??

Half of venoms face uncovered to reveal yours

"We are venom"

You smiled before venom covered your face again and then tossed the thief out the door and across the street, Mrs Chen mortified on what happened, looked at you as venom seeped back into your body.

"Oh...Umm, you see I have a parasite so... yeah, night Mrs Chen" with that you walked out

"Parasite !!, take that back immediately"

"Nah don't feel like it" you smirked

"Apologise !!!!"

"Ok ok I'm sorry buddy, I'm just teasing you"

"All is forgiven but of one thing.."

"What's that ??"

"You forgot the tater tots and chocolate"

A host to an alien, but it became the bestest friend possible, you two would achieve so much together. you knew it.

Taglist and fellow venom fan: @callofdudes

[fandomnerd9602]

Stitched Apart

Allyson Nelson x Wick!Reader

Things had changed. The game had changed. When Corey stumbled to yours and Allyson's place after he had disappeared, he looked shocked, horrified, and yet free at the same time.

Corey stumbles out of your shower and you hand him a set of your clothes. The young mechanic's eyes seem far off and full of fear.

"Are people born bad or is it something that grows?" he whispers.

"I've seen a lot" you huff, "but I think it's influence not some ingrown evil nature."

"I-I didn't mean to kill that kid that day" Tears slip down his cheek.

"I know" you whisper, "Corey you're not a bad guy, life just dealt you a bad hand"

"What do you know about bad hands?!"

"Try this: my dad's a killer. Plain and simple. The underworld calls him Baba Yaga."

"Boogeyman?"

"He's sent to kill the Boogeyman" you mutter, "and now that same underworld looks to me"

"But you're just a bodyguard...aren't you?"

You silence speaks volumes to Corey.

"Oh shit. You're not a bodyguard."

"The only good things that happened to me was meeting Ally and meeting you" you give him a weak smile "don't tell her what i've told you"

"M-my lips are sealed" he makes a little gesture across his mouth to seal it.

You take the young man back to his house. Corey's mother didn't really like anyone in the town but she did like you. Something about you made her realize that you and Corey were kindred spirits.

"Where was my son?!" Corey's mother hollered at you in worry.

"With me and Ally" you answer back covering for Corey, "some bullies jumped him and...yeah...fought 'em off"

Corey's mother shakes her head and guides Corey back inside.

The rest of the day went pretty normal. You picked up Allison from the hospital, you could see a smug look on one of her co-worker's face as Allyson sadly got in your mustang.

"Bad day, babe?" you put a gentle hand on her shoulder.

"I didn't get the promotion. Deb got it" she mutters, "I think she's sleeping with Dr. Mathias."

"She won't last long" you shrug, "c'mon let's get home and I'll make you a piping hot dinner"

"We're supposed to have dinner with my grandma" Allyson bites her lip at the thought of you cooking over the stove.

"I'll make more then. We'll take it over together" you smile as you drive off from the hospital.

Laurie welcomed you and Allyson into her house with open arms. Dinner went well and smooth. Although Laurie kept looking at you like she knew something was going on in your mind.

"What's egging you, kid?" the older Strode asks you as you put away the dishes.

"You see right through me, don't you?" you chuckle

"I know a killer when I see one" your blood runs cold. "I know the fear in a killer's eyes. The hate the rage."

You remain silent.

"I saw it the moment Allyson introduced you to me. I saw a wolf." she smiles, "but i also a wolf that wanted to become a lamb"

"Ally's the best part of me"

"Keep her safe." Laurie gives your hand a grandmotherly squeeze "why did you come to Haddonfield?"

"to kill the boogeyman"

Kill the boogeyman. What you didn't know was that Corey was bringing back the boogeyman. And the boogeyman had gained an apprentice.

You woke up the next day, the day before Halloween, with Allyson in your arms. Her hair obscuring your vision. The best and only way you want to wake up.

And then came the news report on your TV. Authorities reported the death of one Doctor Mathias and one nurse named Deb. The odd thing was that Deb's death was within the MO of one Michael Myers, Doctor Mathias on the other hand seemed like a copycat's.

"Baby pack your things" you grabbed a ready duffel bag of clothing.

"What's wrong? If it's Myers, I'm not afraid." Allyson states.

"I think...I think Myer's has an apprentice."

To Be Continued...

[toxicstarboy]

Stray Kids (hyung line) hcs/short stories

Head canons/short stories of the hyung line in stray kids: When M/n is just having a bad day, and felt like he couldn’t deal with anything anymore. His depression is just slowly taking over his thoughts. He couldn’t think of anything, but how he didn’t belong. Yet his boyfriend(s) help him with those thoughts, which are slowly taking over.

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A/n: Hi! I know it’s been a longggg time, but I’m back. I just couldn’t find the motivation to write for tumblr. I did write for one of my books on Wattpad though. So if you want to read that my username is ilovepickle73! It’s a XO, Kitty book a Min ho x Fem! Oc x Male! Oc. If you’re interested go read it!!!! Anyways I’m gonna shut up and let you read. Unless you didn’t read this then whatever I guess. Byeeee 🙃

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Chan:

You get home from a long day of hard work. The feeling of tiredness sticking to you like glue. You drag your feet and walk with less confidence. You try and breathe, but that just doesn’t seem to help anymore.

You sigh and try to let the feeling of being tired out. Your eyes start to already tear up to the thought of being so worthless. You didn’t belong, you’re co-workers already hate you, and your boyfriend doesn’t talk to you as much either.

Yeah there are some things that help you with your horrible depression, but it can’t work now. You take your shoes off after realizing you zoned out for a pretty long time.

You take your heavy coat off, it rubbing against your sore arms. You hiss as you feel the pain of clothing rubbing on your scarred skin. You groan a little and walk upstairs to your shared bedroom.

You rub your eyes and slowly take off your shirt. You throw it in the laundry basket. Leaving your pants on you lay in your bed. You close your eyes and sleep to the sounds of nothing.

— little time skip —

Chan opens the door and sighs happily. Finally he’s home. He takes off his shoes and jacket seeing yours as well. He smiles and squeals quietly. He sneaks upstairs and creaks the door open to see you asleep in your guys king bed.

He smiles larger and takes his pants and shirt off. Putting them in the laundry basket as well, he stays grinning as he can’t wait to fall asleep in his lovers arms.

He lays down and feels you shift after he gets into the cold sheets. He feels your arms around his waist. As his result, he kisses your knuckles. He closes his eyes happily before he opens them quickly. Just to look back down.

“What in the cocoa pebbles!” He shouts in his echoey brain. He blinks fastly then looks at your calm face. He turns and smacks your cheek lightly.

You open your eyes slowly and look at him. You smile and kiss his forehead. He stares at you in shock. How could you hide this from him? Have you always felt this way? Have you always done this?

He sighs sadly. You frown confused at his sudden sadness. Then look to your arms then to him. Fuck. You sigh through your nose. You grip his chin gently and kiss his lips.

He looks straight into your eyes. His own tearing up when he sees the secret apologies behind them. You bite your lower lip. He gulps nothing and kisses you softly.

You give a small smile as does he,

“Tell me. Tell me every little thing that hurt you, okay? I love you, and I won’t judge you darling. Nothing could ever make me change my mind or feelings about you” You let out a shaky breath at his statement.

“Okay.” You nod your head unconsciously.

He sits there to listen.

Let’s do this then.

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Hyunjin:

You sit on your comfortable couch. Thoughts taking over your ability to get up.

Stupid. Disgusting. More disturbing words play through your head. You grew up with horrible parents, so the words didn’t hurt you as much. Before one caught you by the leg.

Helpless. Why that one all of a sudden. Maybe it’s the fact you try and help yourself as much as you can. Not wanting to put your own problems into others. Especially your boyfriend, Hyunjin.

You feel your empty eyes slowly tear up,

“I’m home pretty!” You hear your boyfriend say a few feet away. A slam of the door following behind,

“Oh. You’re right here.” He smiles and walks up to kiss your cheek. You keep your focus forward. You didn’t want him to see the pain in your eyes.

You sigh and look up knowing he’s gonna start questioning you. His face then turns into one of confusion as the tears start coming down your face quickly.

“Pretty? What’s wrong?” He feels his own eyes dry up. When you cry he feels like he’s going to cry,

“Nothing baby.” You state as you kiss his forehead. He grunts quietly and grabs your face,

“Don’t lie. What’s going on?” He speaks determined. You bite your lip. You let it go as you talk,

“I just feel so..tired. I feel like I can’t keep up with everything..” You look at him in his eyes. Obviously do to the fact he still has his hands on the sides of your face.

“I’m sorry pretty. I’m sorry you’re feeling that way. I’m glad you can talk to me. I did have to push you a little bit but not by a lot. I’m happy you trust me so much. If you need me, pretty. I’m here for your gorgeous face. Don’t ever feel like you’re worth nothing to anyone and like you can’t keep up. You’re worth so much to everyone. I would risk everything for you. And trust me I’ve seen you put your power to the test. You can keep up just fine pretty. It just might be the stress, you take up everyday. Maybe take a break. Even if it means days to weeks. We’re all okay with it as long as you are okay.” He gives you a speech as he kisses your face between some sentences. You smile softly and kiss his lips. He pulls away and sighs,

“Now what do you want for dinner? I can make some F/F?” He smiles a little. Your own smile growing larger. Glad he can comfort you in many different ways,

“I’m alright with that.” You reply,

“Let’s go make you some F/F then!”

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Changbin:

You sing a soft melody. Today was your day off as the manager for stray kids. You felt your sour body move softly. Not wanting to hurt it anymore. You move your body from the stove to the sink. Wiping your hands so you can start cutting the fruit.

You were making dinner because that helps with stress for you. You move to the cutting board with the already washed fruit. You set it down gently and grab the clean knife. You slice the first piece of the cold apple.

You sigh and stare at the fruit and knife. You feel your eyes strain to the knife longer than before. Your breathing starts to pick up. You try and slow it down, but the air just won’t get into your body the right way.

You feel your body lower to the ground. Your legs to your chest. You put your head on your knees. And feel your breathing still as quick as before. You were to into the attack to here the door open and close.

You start to hear footsteps come towards the kitchen,

“My love? Are you in here?” Fuck. Changbin’s home. You try to stand, but your legs feel weak. You fall back into the ground and groan. You hear running stomps speed towards you.

You sob now feeling a headache,

“My love! Are you okay?” He grabs you by your upper body. He pulls you towards his chest as you cry. You grip his shirt and feel the tears make contact with your hand.

He grips you tighter and kisses your forehead,

“My love? Please answer me.” He grips you even tighter if possible. You feel your chest love violently with each sob coming from your mouth. You try to speak,

“I-I c-can’t b-breathe. I-I c-can’t do an-anything rig-right.” Your words are staggered everywhere. The cries and hard breathing getting in the way,

“Alright my love. It’s okay. I know you feel everything is harming you right now, but you’re safe. I promise you are safe in my arms. You don’t need to feel any pain mentally or physically anymore. I’m here to be your breathe you can’t reach and the tears that go down your cheek. I will relive your stress by leaving your body through them. Panicking is okay. It’s natural but I need you to try and calm down. I need you to breathe in for three seconds then let it out in three. Okay, my love?”

You look up at him eyes puffy and cutely red,

He calms you down with his words. You do as he says and try to breathe in threes. 1 2 3 in. 1 2 3 out. You repeat this in your empty void. You feel yourself stop crying and breathing slow down. You bring your hand up and wipe away the still wet tears. The dry ones sticking to your face.

You kiss his lips before he goes to shut the stove off and put the knife and fruits away. You feel the sleepiness take over. Your eyes slowly close, your head falling forward.

He turns around to see you asleep about to fall off the counter. He rushes over as he decides he’ll just do the dishes later. He picks you up again. He takes you up stairs. He walks into the bedroom and sets you on the bed under the comforter. He kisses your forehead for the third time today.

“Sleep well, my love.”

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Lee know:

You stretch your limbs and hear that satisfying pop. You lay back down in your bed. You look to Lee know’s side of the bed. You sigh seeing him not there. You feel your eyes tear up.

You had a nightmare a few days ago that started exactly like this. Lee know leaves, he says he’s staying out late, you go to see him, you ask him how he’s doing, he gives dry replies, you’re confused, and then he just tells you he’s tired of you.

You feel a tear go down one of your cheeks. Another one following behind. You hear your phone vibrate. You turn around. You see a text from Lee know,

“Emotionless” baby

Hey darling. I won’t make it tonight I have to work late. I’m sorry!!

Your heart drops. No this can’t be happening.

Okay babe. Do you mind if I see you later?

You stress as you wait for the answer. You swallow nothing and stand up out of the bed. You grab your phone off the charger. You walk to the bathroom and brush your teeth. Not having your eyes on the phone, just in case it’s something bad he text back.

You take your clothes off and get into the shower. You decided to just check later.

— little time skip —

You get out the closet with your new clothes putting them on quickly. You took your time in the shower. Wanting to see him as soon as possible. You grab your keys and get to the entrance of the house. You open the door and rush to your car.

You basically speed to JYP Entertainment. You get to the doors and walk in. The receptionist nods at you and lets you pass. You get to the elevator and get upstairs. You get to the studio and open the last door in your way slowly.

You see Lee know laughing with Chan. You sigh and walk up behind him,

“Hey.” You said from behind him. When he turns around he smiles widely,

“Hey darling.” He keeps smiling as he hugs you. You smile and hug him back. Feeling the relief spread throughout your body,

“What are you doing here?” He asks,

“I asked you if I could see you. I’m not sure if you answered though, so I just came.” You nod and smile.

He smiles and makes you sit down. Him soon sitting in your lap. You wrap your arms around him. You felt your heart pick up as you think he will just tell you how tired he is of you and then leave with Chan.

Your leg starts to move a lot with out you noticing. He turns around and looks at you. He sees you biting your lip which is something you do when anxious. He grows confused as he drags you outside the room,

“What’s wrong?” He grabs the sides of your face. You groan quietly. Screw his observation skills. You sigh,

“I’m fine. I just need to breathe.” He nods and holds your hands. You feel your eyes tear up just slightly. He grabs your cheeks and wipes the slow tears.

“Are you sure you just “need to breathe?”” You nod but he obviously doesn’t believe you. He wipes the tears then hugs you again.

You burst out with tears. He holds you tighter,

“Whatever that is harming you right now. Does not matter darling. I’m here, Chans here, Hyunjins here, Changbins here. We’re all here for you darling. You can cry, and we’ll be your shoulders. We’ll wipe your tears before they touch your chin. We’ll be your sunny days in your own dark nights. Darling we love you. I love you, and I won’t ever stop loving you. I will be here for your lonely cries and your lonely thoughts. I won’t let you go. We will keep you safe and with us. We’ll stay with you as long as you need us to darling. We love you okay?”

You sob hearing the sweet words of one of you lovers. He stops hugging you and kisses your soft lips. He smiles at you softly but sadly. You smile back with more confidence than before.

God, do I love them.

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Im done y’all!! YAY! I’m so happy I can post this for you guys. I get I was gone, but like I said I didn’t have motivation. Yet now I’m out of school, so I can write more for you!!!!! But we still don’t speak of that. We never know what might happen. Have runs reading other stuff y’all while y’all wait for me.

[no-goodbyes-no-regrets]

Favourite Lone Star fandom memories

thanks for tagging me (ages ago) @nisbanisba and @carlos-in-glasses and thanks for starting this @thisbuildinghasfeelings

I've been putting this off because I'm a big fan of ignoring the problem (our show ending) until it goes away (someone at Fox or abc or any other network coming to their senses) - but sadly that hasn't happened... (YET!!!)

So to start with, just a shout out to all the lovely people I've met through this fandom. (I'm not going to tag people because I'll end up forgetting someone - but you know who you are!)

I discovered the show during/ at the end of season 1 when gifs of the first tarlos hook up appeared on my dash, and well... two hot guys slamming each other into walls? Sign me up! But then I saw gifs of Owen with Buttercup and I waited until after the season 1 finale and made people tell me if the dog lived before I started the first ep. Cute guys or not - if the dog dies, I'm out! Thankfully the best boy of the series THRIVED. (Do we think he ended up having puppies with Owen's neighbour's dog? I'm sure Jonah would like a puppy!)

But all in all - we had a good run guys! It's been fun! The (sometimes even more batshit crazy than the show) speculation, examining every little picture and bts content, the fix its, the codas, yelling at Tim Minear & co (which at this point is just a regular part of my day), the fucked up sleep schedule (on my part) and liveblogging the episodes with all of you. Good times!

And no ship wars! (as far as I know anyway) we all mostly let each other just *be*. That's RARE in fandom!

I just love the love in this fandom for the whole cast - even if most of us are tarlos shippers. The support for Ronen when he came out, the HYPE for our three queer leading men at the GLAAD awards (and all of them looking beautiful as ever), and the trans guy marrying the gay biracial couple on American network TV!!

I've loved participating in the secret Santa and secret cupid exchanges, the writing challenges, the season 5 countdown event, I even did a reverse bang (after I said I'd never do anything like that again when I did it for another fandom years ago), and the big epic collab where a bunch of us put Carlos Through It for the lovely Lire.

I love reading the snippets on WIP Wednesday and Seven Sentence Sunday but since I'm the least organised person on the planet, I rarely have something to share these days. (I don't know how you guys do it with the whole planning ahead thing and writing the full thing before posting - couldn't be me)

I just love everyone in this club and once the finale depression wears off, I hope we can keep this lovely little corner of the internet of ours alive and kicking.

We got this guys!

A little fic self promo under the cut

Secret Santa Strickland Holiday Special (2024) Perfectly unperfect (2023)

Secret cupid 2024 (2025 is coming soon!!) Love online Season 5 countdown exchange View from the taco truck

Flufftober 2023

March word of the day challenge 2023

For Lire with love and lots of whump collab

California (Reverse Bang)

[sonicasura]

The Toymaker

I did mention a Kaiju No. 8 and Poppy Playtime crossover before so here it is! Do know some liberties will be taken with this than just combining multiple concepts of both franchises. Now let's get started!

At the age of 25, a currently homeless Kafka Hibino would one day seek shelter in the most dangerous place possible. The apartment complex he'd been living at for the past few years had unfortunately become a victim of an attack by Kaiju No.7. Due to the nearby homeless shelter also being destroyed and his lack in transportation, finding a place to stay for a bit was hard.

Kafka didn't want to continue sleeping on the street as potentially being mugged was another problem he rather not deal with. Thus he ends up resorting to an option he had tried to avoid: squatting. Luckily Kafka already had a place in mind. An abandoned toy factory just on the edge of town.

Sadly, this particular place once belonged to the infamous Playtime Co. A defunct toy business who was rumored to have performed inhumane practices. The place immediately shut down as all the occupants one day mysteriously vanished without a trace.

Kafka is quick to learn that Playtime Factory wasn't truly abandoned. The place was crawling with living, breathing, and hungry toys. Playtime Co wanted to make their products more lifelike after the discovery of a very unique toy.

The perfect test subject for their new creations? Human beings no matter the age, even infants and children were fair game. Most people would kill these toy-like monstrosities. Whether it's because they were a crime against nature or put them out of their misery is a toss-up.

Not Kafka though. He knew that none of the toys chose to have their lives stolen. The man couldn't stain his hands with another innocent person's blood. Kafka decided to do the impossible. He would save as many as he could and that's what he did.

Kafka made his descent throughout the horrid toy factory. Reaching out to every living toy he could whether through sparing their life or providing food from the locked up snack machines and assistance if need be. Soon the man would come face to face with the Prototype.

Kafka put an end to the chimeric monster and eventually destroyed the last stronghold of Playtime Co's sick experiments but at a price. His childhood friend Mina Ashiro would later receive an urgent call from a hospital. What she would see had broken her heart.

Kafka lost his entire right leg in exchange for ending the horrors made by Playtime Co. Due to this injury, he couldn't join the Defense Force and lost his Monster Sweepers job. The man was sad that he could no longer keep his last promise to Mina. Both manage to reconcile in the end plus Kafka had another idea to earn a living.

He would become a toymaker and open his own toy shop. The perfect place to not only sell merchandise but also be able to provide for the toys. Luckily his former Monster Sweeper coworkers were happy to keep his special charges a secret and allow him to take kaiju meat to help feed them.

The toys' bodies apparently function similar to living kaiju fiber suits. A unique trait that lets them feed on the normally inedible meat without special preparation. They all began to truly live happily as Kafka lovingly cared for everyone.

Everything had been happy and peaceful until that one fateful night. A certain larval kaiju would stumble upon the Hibino Family's household an obvious goal in mind. The toys quickly find Kafka convulsing on the floor as Tiny slipped down his throat.

All of them watched in muted horror upon seeing the man who gave them a second chance at life become a kaiju. Or Kafka's right leg to miraculously grow back. He wasn't fully sound of mind at the moment as the toys' kaiju like signals drove his new senses a bit mad.

Kafka would run out that night and officially become Kaiju No. 8 to the populace. If it wasn't obvious, our dear toymaker is gonna have quite a difficult time compared to canon. He has to tear off his right leg when returning to human form since turning into a kaiju will immediately regrow it.

Both sides of Kafka obviously hate doing this but neither want to blow their cover and put the toys in danger. The Defense Force isn't the only thing he has to deal with either. What is left of Playtime Co wants their 'property' back and will do whatever they can to retrieve the toys. This might be the second AU where our himbo has humans on his kill streak.

Kafka has to hunt kaiju as well. The reason being his instincts won't leave him alone otherwise and not satisfying this urge could awaken Tiny. He doesn't know what the larva would do if it happens so he would rather not risk it.

The toys, especially the Bigger Bodies, aren't gonna let him do it alone. However this will come with another potential risk. Their bodies function like kaiju fiber suits which include drawing out power. A process not perfected by the scientists of Playtime Co as they only wanted the regeneration ability that this particular Defense Force equipment held.

Their biggest folly since it would have two side effects. One being a berserk mode should a toy's power percentage go past 30%. The second however is much worse. If a toy consumes the genetic material of 9.0 fortitude or higher kaiju, then they will slowly become one themselves upon reaching a high enough percentage.

Playtime Co had put limiters on all the toys but there was a slight problem. The factory's destruction made them useless and Kafka's kaiju is a 9.8 fortitude. Or that kaiju blood is sometimes required to mend a toy's more grievous injuries...

The Hibino Family best be careful as they try to unravel the mystery behind Tiny. It's only a matter of time before the three forces after them close in. And two in particular offering a fate worse than death.

[madelinecarlisle]

No, no, no, no… no. Don’t go… just stay. Please. I don’t want you to go.”

Once upon a time, Tate Foster had been just a guy. She'd met him at a frat party that she hadn't really wanted to go to since she had to study for a very important exam the next day but she had concluded her night by going back with him to his dorm and spending the night doing plenty of things that didn't involve sleeping. It had been quite a whirlwind for Madeline that she had followed it up with the next morning asking him if he had wanted to get breakfast or something. To which she had been respectfully rejected and she had simply accepted it and been on her way. But life seemed to have had other plans since after that moment, she seemed to be destined to bump into the gorgeously tall blue eyed boy who had made her feel a way she had never felt in all her years of being intimate with someone. Yet all she knew was his name. She had taken that as a simple sign and they had forged a really lovely friendship in their time in college which had now extended into life after college now that he was back from his luxurious rich boy adventures in another country.

In that time, Maddie had made a life for herself where she'd gotten the job of her dreams at a very prestigious finance company which earned her a very nice income to support her mother and little brother while also developing a relationship with one of her co-workers, Gavin Richardson. Gavin had walked into her life shortly after she had began working at the same company and he had been a perfect gentleman. Showing her the hang of things and eventually becoming someone she fully trusted. From there, he had asked her on a date. The date turned into dates and those dates led to a relationship that had now been going on close to a year and Madeline had thought that she was fully in love and committed to this man. All until Tate Foster sprung up and Maddie found herself spending more and more time with Tate and little to no time with Gavin. But it wasn't because of her own doing - it simple seemed like Gavin was progressively getting more and more busy. Yet... it had only made Maddie realize that maybe she didn't deserve that sort of treatment as her heart began to explore other options.

It was a terrifying thought to one day wake up and find yourself in a situation of uncertainty regarding your feelings for two completely different individuals. Tate was smart, adventurous, always made her laugh and never failed to hype her up whenever she felt defeated. But Gavin was a stable and goal driven individual who had structure to his life which she desired strongly in a man. Something which Tate was sadly lacking. But was that something that really was important at their age or was someone who genuinely only made her smile when he was around better?

Unlike the usual nights, the pair was actually at Tate's home and not her apartment which was a very nice change of pace. His home was massive and his room was the size of her entire apartment - something which really did make her feel a little uncomfortable but there was also something about it that she found interesting. He came from a life where luxury was the staple while she came from a life where luxury had never been an option. And yet... there they were sat in his room watching a movie drinking a bit too much wine for their own good as her cheeks flushed from the amount of alcohol in her system. They had recently fallen victims to their own urges and Maddie was a bit ashamed to say that she had enjoyed every single second of it. Every single day, he became more and more of her ideal partner and she fell more and more for this man who she never even imagined would give her the time of day.

The blonde girl was sat beside him, her head resting on his shoulder as she held her nearly empty glass of wine as she felt her phone vibrate in her lap. His arm was around her shoulder as he focused on the movie but turned his attention to her as he watched Maddie turn her phone over to look at the screen. Blinking slowly, Maddie read a text from Gavin which read 'You home? I'll be there in 15'. It made Maddie's stomach turn at the idea that she was still with one man yet found herself in a very compromising position with another. She always said people who cheated were disgusting but what could she do no that she was one of those people? She couldn't avoid the sigh that left her lips as she sat herself up and brushed some of her blonde hair away from her face as she turned to look at him. "I guess it's time for me to go. I hate ordering ubers... they're so expensive but it's your fault for letting me drink." Her nose scrunched teasingly as she set her glass of wine down beside her, her hand falling to rest on his thigh.

His face had a smile on it but his eyes seemed to be pleading as he moved his arm and placed his hand gently on her cheek in thought. "No," he said initially which made Maddie's brows furrow in slight confusion as she looked at him, subconciously leaning into his touch as her thumb gently ran against his leg. "What do you mean 'no'? No what?" She retorted, watching the way that he leaned in closer to him and with a more hushed voice said, "no, no, no, no… no. Don’t go… just stay. Please. I don’t want you to go.” How was she supposed to leave now knowing he was basically begging her to stay? Why would she bother to go just to spend 10 minutes with Gavin and him to then ignore her the rest of the night when Tate would give her all of his undivided attention and then some just to make sure she stayed? "Awwww... you want me to stay?" She asked him as she allowed him to pull her in closer to him, her hand lifting from his thigh as it now rested on his chest, a smile pulling across her lips much wider than before.

"Madeline..." he said in a slightly firmer tone and she'd learned very quickly that whenever he called her by her full name, it was meant to be taken seriously. But that meant absolutely nothing to the green eyed girl as she simply stared at the most beautiful set of blue eyes she'd ever seen. "Awww! Wait, does that mean you're going to miss me if I go?" She giggled to which she watched the way he rolled his eyes but speaking became obsolete as he pulled her in closer, smile still on her lips as hers met his and they were locked in a kiss. Both her hands held his face as she felt the way his fingers twisted among her blonde hair and kept her close to him as they lost themselves in the kiss. Until her phone started vibrating on her lap which made them break the kiss. Looking down, Maddie bit her lip but next thing she knew, he was taking her phone and throwing it over onto a chair in a corner of his bedroom. "How are you dating such a fucking cunt?" He questioned, gently bringing her back in towards him as Maddie only giggled against his lips as she quietly muttered, "Do you want me to answer that or would you rather I suck your dick?"

[scinglives]

Hannah didn't know if it was a stupid idea to mention therapy, but it was something. Even if it was just working things out as co-parents, they had to be able to communicate without things escalating in to an argument or going weeks without talking. Their daughter was important, and she had to come first. She had forgot he was going to London, more distance between them. Even though they weren't living together, it was still going to be difficult knowing he was thousands of miles away. "How long will you be away for?" She asked, this was the kind of thing she was talking about, she needed to prepare their daughter for this. To be ready to answer her questions and be prepared for the upcoming tantrums that would occur with not being able to see her dad. She smiled sadly as he mentioned how things used to be with them, even when they sleep deprived and delirious from having a new baby. "Yeah I remember, some how we managed to laugh about things all the time, but I think was us just getting delirious." She half joked, sipping her wine to try and keep herself together. "What happened to us? We used to be able to laugh at everything, to shrug it off because no matter what at least we had each other, at least we had our little family."

Therapy. Kai has always been skeptical about therapy; such a thing can be a hit or miss, but anything she suggested or would agree to do right now, he would do it. "We can go to therapy, that's fine, but I'm leaving to go to London in two days. I know I said it was only for three months, but they extended the contract for another three. Sorry, I was meant to tell you earlier." Yes, they have grown apart in this marriage but being physically apart, the most he has been away from Hannah and Isabel was a month and now he's also going to be in a different continent. "Maybe you'll prefer having me away anyway." He inserted with a slightly joking tone before he caught her eyes and allowed a moment of silence to occur as he thought of his next words, "Well maybe ask me one question per day. And I understand... for Izzy. Though I feel like our daughter knows how to navigate this better than we do; not only is she the spitting image of you, but she's also as intelligent as you... And thank God for that. Never have I met such a mature toddler." Kai released a soft sigh and the thought of Isabel made him smile. He wishes he could take credit for how amazing their daughter is turning out to be, but Hannah was a natural when it came to being a mother and one of his greatest joys was watching her interact with their daughter. He released a smile as a memory came to mind, "You were standing right in the same spot there with a glass in hand... some sort of juice instead of wine as Izzy was only eight months old? She was a crier and it was overwhelming and we were tired, and then we just kind of went delirious and danced and talked shit and more the whole night. You remember?"

@scinglives

[honeybadgercomeback]

Not Yet Goodbye

Saying goodbye to colleagues is hard, especially when you know they don’t want to leave. So yes, you’ve been hiding from Daniel while he’s saying goodbye to people in the garage before his last race. But he won’t let you away without a final conversation.

—

You’d never revealed your feelings.

Originally it had been a point of pride - you co-ordinated race weekends for McLaren, determined to not fall for the faces you saw every weekend. Sleeping with someone who was one of the hundreds of faces you saw in all corners of the globe was a catastrophe waiting to happen. When it was one of the men whose employment and the sponsors he brought in meant you could keep your job, then you were even more determined. You could drool from afar, watch from a distance, but your crush would remain a crush.

But this was Daniel’s last race, and your heart was breaking at the realisation you wouldn’t be spending any time with him next week. You wouldn’t hear him call your name to ask a question about setup, wouldn’t see the wide grin that had become oh so rare. Wouldn’t get another hug after a winning race, wearing one shoe as he hopped back to his drivers room. It was November in Abu Dhabi, and you were about to stop having Daniel in your life again.

Most of your job was done and you could finally take a deep breath. Usually at this point on a Saturday you’d be planning your next flight, leaving almost as soon as the checkered flag went to the next race destination, but this time you’d just be going home to England.

He’d been saying goodbye to people all weekend, some friends in the MTC had sent photos of him there with everyone. He’d gone to every person individually to thank them, and you didn’t think you’d cope with that. You didn’t want to cope with it.

It was funny, you didn’t even think he knew your name for the first few weeks. Lando vaguely knew of you, waving and nodding to you as you rushed around to make sure everything was as it should be. He’d been in the same meetings as you about logistics, you’d explained the scenarios that would take place moving from Bahrain to Italy and how things would operate. He’d asked questions Lando and Carlos never had about how the cars would be packed away and what ways it would change, and you’d appreciated getting to explain how you worked and what you did.

This time was different. The paddock was buzzing for the end of the year and you were avoiding someone who’d been your friend. You’d heard the news he was moving to Red Bull and were delighted for him, but you’d still miss him. So you kept your head down, staring at your reports and working out exactly what was needed in your job to keep things going and get everything back to base when the race finished.

It wasn’t until after qualifying that you were cornered as you walked out of the paddock, badge around your neck, when photographers were suddenly all around you and you realised Danny was striding up to you.

“Want a ride to the hotel?” He asked and you shook your head, but he didn’t take no for an answer as you ended up in his McLaren driving to the hotel you were all staying in.

“I didn’t think I’d get a chance to talk to you. I’m not gone yet, you don’t need to avoid me.”

“I’m not avoiding you…” you trailed off, staring out into the dark night. There were lights on the water from the boats that you tried to focus on instead of the man beside you.

“But every time I try to talk to you you magically have something to do?”

“I’m bad at goodbyes. Ask Carlos, I didn’t say it to him until I saw him in a Ferrari shirt.”

“So when I turn up next year in a Red Bull shirt you’ll say it then?”

“Maybe.”

It was awkward, the drive nearly over when Daniel pulled over, the engine switching off as you stayed staring at the windscreen.

“Will you at least look at me?” He was uncharacteristically quiet and you turned, emotion visible on his face.

“I’m gonna miss you, Danny. More than I thought I would.”

You tried smiling sadly at him, pasting what you thought was a proper smile on your face.

“We can get lunch in the paddock next year? I’ll sneak you into Red Bull hospitality for catering!” It made both of you laugh, the shared jokes around the paddock surrounding that topic not lost on either of you.

“As long as you bring me Tim tams. You got me hooked, did anyone bring any with them?”

“Box of them in my room for you, I asked Mum to bring them with her.”

You were actually smiling now, and his face lit up into the grin you knew so well. Danny’s hand cupped your cheek, long thumb running over your cheekbone as you looked at him.

“Can I?” It was so intimate, the tension rising between you as you stared into his brown eyes.

“Daniel…” you leaned up, and he leaned down to kiss you.

In the quiet of a hotel room you’d let yourself imagine what kissing Daniel Ricciardo would be like. But you never thought your first kiss would be nervous in his car, his hands pulling you closer as you ran fingers through his curls, a slight groan from his throat as they caught. You couldn’t help but grin against his lips as you separated breathing heavily. Daniel paid his sweaty forehead against yours.

“I wanted to do that for a while.”

“Me too.”

The silence was interrupted by his phone ringing, Daniel picking it up and shaking his head.

“Hey Mum…yeah. I’m nearly there. Is there space for someone else? I gave someone a lift back to the hotel, she hasn’t eaten yet. Perfect, we’ll be there in five.” He hung up and turned to you to see your wide eyes. “You never eat in the paddock. And Mum’s never stopped talking about how nice you were to them when you met them, so c’mon.”

How could you reject him when he smiled at you like that? Instead you nodded and settled down so he’d finish driving. Before you got out of the car it was a squeeze of your hands as you got ready to head in.

Dinner was wonderful, a glass of wine your limit because of work the next day. You’d met every Ricciardo who was there at one race or another. Getting to spend time with them outside of a professional setting was an experience you weren’t prepared for, but it was a private room where nobody from work would see you yet. Drinking and laughing with everyone was a lot of fun, Daniel’s arm around the back of your chair making it clear that there was something between you. Grace’s eyes were glancing between the two of you and the easy way you interacted, but you just smiled until it was time for you to leave, waving goodbye. Daniel squeezed your hand in goodbye to make you smile.

The next morning was manic, everyone wanting Danny’s attention and to give him support. You stuck to your plan and got the dismantle list together as you let the chaos unfold around you. It was nice to relax and unwind while everyone else was busy. Michael stood behind you as you worked.

“He’s up in his driver room, asked if you were around.”

“I didn’t think he’d want to be disturbed?” He shook his head, watching you closely.

“You’ve never disturbed him. Go say hi.”

It was easy to slip away and to his room. Two knocks and the door opened for him to see you, his characteristic grin on his face.

“I thought you were ignoring me.” If you hadn’t spent so much time together you’d think he was joking, but instead you knew it was the little insecurities creeping out.

“I didn’t want to distract you.”

“Never.”

He leaned over to kiss you, a smile between the two of you as you separated.

“I wanted to kiss you goodbye last night, but I didn’t think you’d want me to in front of my parents. But I want this to be more than the weekend.”

“So do I.” You leaned up to press your lips to his, sealing your words with a kiss. “I believe in you, Daniel. And I want to believe in us. Outside all this chaos and the paddock we’ve got something. I’ll see you after the race, ok?”

“Definitely.”

He gave you one final kiss, eyes shining and his hand squeezing yours as Michael came around the corner to see the two of you standing there.

“Sorry lovebirds, he’s needed in the garage. Glad to see you’ve finally done something about this tension.”

“Was it that obvious?” You asked, your face starting to heat in embarrassment.

“Lando owes me money, he was convinced neither of you would do anything about it. I figured you would though.”

“Thanks?” Dan said, squeezing your wrist in goodbye before going out. You took a moment to get yourself together before heading out, all smiles thanks to the cameras you knew would be lurking around the garage. No matter what was happening in your personal life it was work that needed to come first.

Standing around in the garage and watching the cars get ready to leave never failed to take your breath away. It was beautiful, the way it seemed like abject chaos but was a tightly choreographed moment. Your orange and black shirt was on display and someone had stuck a Stetson on your head for Danny. He spotted you and smiled. Once everyone was back from the pit lane you found yourself beside Danny’s family. His mother reached over for you to tuck you in with the family.

“How long have you kept that quiet?” She asked as the cars started their formation lap.

“I’m not sure what you—“

“I know my son well. The way he was last night isn’t anything new, so how long have you been together?”

“Last night. We’re still working it out, but we said it just as you called him. We’re working out what’s going on. But it could be something.”

Telling the mother of the man you’d kissed all of four times that you were starting something was hard, but her smile was worth it. You caught sight of a camera watching you as you’d been speaking, nerves hitting you around what people could say seeing you there. It wasn’t unusual to have paddock gossip. But this felt different. It felt special.

Your heart was in your throat as the group of you watched the race. Daniel pitted only once, the mechanics coming in and out for him and Lando as you stared. The screens showed just how close Seb was to him. You hated not wanting Seb to pass him out but those final seconds and watching Danny make P9 made the garage erupt in cheers. Both drivers in points, Daniel making up four places, it was as good a performance as you could dream of. Arms wrapped around you as you cheered and jumped up and down.

The monitors showed him doing donuts alone and you smiled at the display. It didn’t take long for him to arrive back to the garage. You slipped out of the family area to go pretend to be working and keep things private as possible. Grace squeezed your arm as you left, a smile between the two of you.

The garage was a hive of people starting to break down, tyres being returned to Pirelli and people starting to get ready. There were parties happening but you weren’t in the mood for them, too focused on keeping an eye on what was happening.

A hand clasped your wrist and you turned, Daniel standing there and pulling you into a kiss.

“Hey,” you murmured, too aware of the crowds around you despite the wall hiding you.

“I’m not worried if you’re not.”

“Not yet?”

He separated and smiled, awareness clear on both faces. It was beginning to get even busier, parties starting up and down the paddock.

“Come out with me tonight?” He asked and you nodded. “We’re doing a family dinner tonight, Mum wants you there. Michael will be there too. Please? And we can talk about a relationship later? This isn’t just an end of year thing for me.”

You smiled, gripping his hand tightly.

“It’s not just for me either. Let’s go out.” He was surprised as you held onto him to leave your little cubby, eyes on the two of you in the garage.

“I owe Michael so much money,” Lando groaned as he came over and stared at your hands.

“Why were you betting on us anyway?” Daniel asked, his spare hand lifting up his niece.

“What else were we supposed to do? It was a boring year really.”

You just laughed, Daniel pulling you in for a kiss on your forehead. No matter what happened next year with your jobs it felt right, and that’s all you cared about.

[munson-blurbs]

Saw your requests were open and just had an idea where Eddie survived the bat attack in s4 and is self conscious of the scars they left behind? Can be smut or fluff or fluffy smut I don’t mind :)

One fluffy fix-it fic, coming right up!

Warnings: so much fluff, so much angst, mentions of sex/nudity but no explicit details, descriptions of Demobat attack and scars, mentions of hating one's body

WC: 2.2k

A/N: Thank you for requesting this <3 I am so partial to Eddie's vulnerability, and this was really cathartic for me to write.

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"Hey, Steve?" you turn to your friend and co-worker, who is busy checking out a group of 20-something women who just walked into Family Video. "Steve!" you call a little louder, finally getting his attention.

"Huh-what?" he looks over, flustered.

"Hi. Could you stop drooling over those college girls long enough to help me with something?" you tease, but your question is actually serious, something you need to confide in him.

Steve gives you the middle finger but rests his elbows on the counter and leans in. "Sure, fine."

"So you know how you and Robin set me up with Eddie over the summer?" you start, fiddling with your vest. You always play with your clothes when you're nervous.

"Uh-huh," he nods. "And as I recall, it was a great job on our part, because you two have been inseparable ever since." He laughs. "I call best man at the wedding, by the way."

You look down at the ground, tears welling in your eyes. "Steve, I...I don't think there's gonna be a wedding." you confess quietly, voice barely above a whisper.

"Y/N, what's going on? Are you...are you breaking up with him?" Steve looks heartbroken, almost as if you're breaking up with him and not his buddy.

"I think I have to. He's not interested in me anymore, but he won't pull the plug on it. It just keeps dragging on."

Steve wrinkles his nose and furrows his brows. He can't ask his follow-up questions because Robin bursts through the door, ten minutes late for her shift.

"Sorry, sorry, Vickie and I fell asleep and I thought I set an alarm..." she trails off after seeing the puzzled look on Steve's face and the devastated look on yours. "Who died?"

"Y/N and Eddie's relationship," Steve reports sadly as you elbow him.

"What?" Robin screeches, attracting the attention of the customers. She's unbothered by this as she continues, "why did you break up?"

"We didn't break up yet," you say as you glare at Steve, "but I can't stay in a relationship with someone who doesn't want to be with me. It's not fair to either of us."

"Is this a joke?" Robin asks you, then asks Steve: "Is she joking? She has to be joking."

Steve shrugs. "Seems pretty serious to me."

"Y/N, why on God's green Earth would you think that Munson isn't into you?" Robin's eyes keep shifting from you to Steve. "The man never shuts up about how much he loves you, how he 'found the one.' Honestly, it's kinda nauseating."

"Because..." you start, then drop your voice to a whisper, "we've been together for six months and we haven't done anything more than kiss. Fully clothed." You're so embarrassed to admit it. While most 20-year-old guys would be frothing at the mouth to sleep with their partner, or at the very least see them naked, Eddie would always pull the plug on make-out sessions once things got really heated.

Steve and Robin share a knowing look but say nothing.

"What?" you ask, desperate to be in on their secret. "What do you two know that I don't?"

Robin sighs. "Look, I'm the first person to tell girls to dump a loser boyfriend. But Eddie...his situation is more complex than that." She places a comforting hand atop yours. "Just talk to him before you end things, okay? Give him a chance to explain."

"Okay," you agree numbly, although you're not sure if you want an explanation about why your boyfriend is apparently repulsed by you.

~

After work, you drive to Eddie's trailer. He knows your work schedule and is already waiting outside, shivering in the cold December air.

"Eddie, what are you doing? It's freezing!" you call out as you turn off your car. The sound of your voice immediately puts a smile on his face.

"Waitin' for my girl to come warm me up," he walks over to your old truck to help you out, extending a hand as you hop out of the driver's seat. You take it, and as soon as your feet touch the ground, he pulls you in for a kiss. You're hesitant to return it, very aware of the impending conversation you need to have, and he senses your resistance.

"No kiss?" he asks, pouting his lips. He's so cute that it may kill you. You may literally die of Eddie Munson Sweetness Overload.

"Hey, um, Eds, can we talk inside?" you give his hand a quick squeeze. He stands frozen for a moment but then nods.

"Uh, sure. You're kinda scaring me, though." He shuffles ahead of you to open the door.

"Thanks." Your voice is barely audible. You make a beeline for the couch and pat the spot next to you. Eddie sits and takes your hands in his.

"Eddie, I need you to be honest with me. I'm tough; I can take it," you crack a small smile, trying to be brave when you actually feel like sobbing. "Do you want to be with me?"

Your boyfriend's eyes widen. "Of-of course, baby. Why would you think that I don't? I practically worship the ground you walk on. Just ask Steve and Robin!"

"Then h-how come," your voice breaks and you try to blink back tears, "how come you keep pushing me away when I try to take things farther? I don't want to pressure you, and I respect if you're not ready, but..." You feel a tear slide down your cheek and you get frustrated with your own emotions. "It's okay if you're not attracted to me," you finish quietly.

"Oh. Oh, sweetheart," he pulls you in for a tight hug, as close as he can get while sitting on a sofa. "Baby, that's not it at all. You are the most beautiful, sexy, incredibly gorgeous woman I've ever met." He rubs his eyes and you can practically see him overthinking. "Come with me," he says and leads you into his room.

"Now you're scaring me," you muse but listen. He moves an empty box of Honeycomb cereal from his bed onto his already overflowing dresser and sits you down.

"What I'm about to tell you is going to sound...insane, at the very least. But you can ask Robin and Steve. Even Dustin, although he's never much of a reliable source anyway."

And then Eddie launches into a story about a place called the Upside Down, a pseudo-Hawkins that's overrun with monsters and controlled by someone called Vecna. Vecna, he explains, is the reason why Chrissy, Fred, and Patrick died, and why Max was in a coma.

"And-and you remember the Starcourt Mall fire?" He's sputtering now, as though he's unable to stop talking now that he's started. "That damage was actually caused by a creature called the Mind Flayer. And it was defeated by Mike Wheeler's telekinetic girlfriend and Henderson's super genius girlfriend." He goes on about the Hawkins Lab, Russian involvement, government cover-ups, the Will Byers case that got his little sheep involved in this mess. You take it all in, processing the information silently.

Finally, after you stay silent for longer than Eddie would like, you tell him the words he's needed to hear: "I believe you."

"You do?"

"Yeah. There's always been something weird about this town, all of the disappearances and deaths and fires. I have a lot of follow-up questions," you joke lightly. "But...Eddie, what does this have to do with us not having sex? Does Vecna spare virgins? Because I hate to break it to you, it's a little late for both of us if that's the case."

Eddie shakes his head, tousling his curly mop of hair. "No, that's not it. When I got wrapped up in this, I was so determined to be a hero. I didn't think I had it in me, but after I played Sweetheart in the Upside Down, I just got this...rush, you know? This overwhelming urge to avenge all these deaths, to protect my friends. To be the hero I was too afraid to be outside of Hellfire." He swallows the lump in his throat.

"After Henderson and I ran back to Hawkins--the real Hawkins--the Demobats followed us. They were gonna infiltrate, so I-I went back."

"You went back?" you ask incredulously.

He offers a tight smile. "Hard to believe, isn't it? The same guy who's scared to show you a little vulnerability was voluntarily fighting off a swarm of bats in an alternate dimension."

"What happened?" you whisper, too stunned to cry, though you feel the tears prickling.

"They attacked me. It was awful. The screeching, the bites that seemed to come from all directions, like they wouldn't stop until..." He's trembling and lets out a heaving sob. "Dustin and Steve dragged me out, got me to the hospital just in time. A few more minutes and I wouldn't be here."

"No," you say involuntarily, not wanting to picture a world without Eddie Munson. Your Eddie.

"And every time I see the scars, I just think about how ugly they are, how ugly I am. I promised myself that I'd never let anyone else see them. But when I went to visit Robin and Steve at Family Video and I saw you, so damn pretty even in that horrendous uniform." You can't help but giggle at the compliment. "Harrington was totally oblivious, but Robin noticed me staring at you right away and told me that I'd be a complete moron if I survived all of that and didn't even attempt to get your number."

"That's why you came to visit when they weren't working," you mused, mostly to yourself.

"Honestly, I figured we'd go out, you'd realize what a loser I am, and that would be it. I never thought..." he brings your hand to his lips, kissing it softly, "never thought that we'd love each other this much."

"Of course I love you, Eddie. I'll always love you," you reassure him. "And I'll keep loving you after you show me your scars."

"Okay. I'll show you. But I want to warn you, even though they're healing well, they're still..."

You interrupt him gently. "It's okay. I'm ready."

Eddie nods and stands up. He slowly lifts his shirt and grimaces slightly. You stifle a gasp. His torso is marred with grotesque bite marks, fading but still prominent. There are parts of his skin that look mismatched, and you realize that the Demobats took so much of him that he needed skin grafts. You hear a sniffle; he's crying harder, and you wipe the tears from his face.

"Can I touch them?" you whisper. "Or will it hurt too much?"

"Just be gentle," he concedes. You lightly run a finger over the pink ridges, in awe of his courage.

"Eddie, you're so beautiful," you say finally and allow yourself to cry alongside him. "How could you ever believe that I'd think otherwise?" You lean in and place soft, purposeful kisses all over his chest and stomach.

"You don't think they're disgusting?" He looks down, defeated. "Because I do. I hate them. Hate them so fucking much."

"I think..." you choose your words carefully. "If I could take away the pain you went through, the pain that led to these scars, I'd do it in a heartbeat. But the scars themselves? Never." You pull him back down so he's sitting next to you again. "They're part of you, and I love every part of you."

Eddie takes your face in his strong hands and kisses you until you're both forced to come up for air.

"I'm not really ready to take my shirt off for long periods of time. I don't even like to shower anymore because I don't want to see them. I just do it so I don't smell for you." He smiles through his tears.

"And I am so appreciative," you joke back. "We don't have to do anything involving undressing until you're ready, Eds. There's no pressure, okay?" You pause for a moment before asking, "But if your concern was with me seeing you, why did you always stop me when I tried to take off my shirt?"

Eddie bows his head bashfully. "I didn't want you to think I was just some douchebag trying to get you naked without ever, y'know, reciprocating."

"So what you're saying is that you're okay with me..."

"Sweetheart, I am more than okay with that," he murmurs, pressing another kiss to your lips. "I think about it more than one man should, honestly."

You pull your legs underneath you and snuggle into Eddie's chest. "Good to know." He looks at you amusedly and you clarify. "I'm being serious! I'm glad you like the way I look. I was worried that you didn't."

His arm snakes its way over your shoulder. "Never want you to feel like that again."

You hold out your pinky. "Promise me that we won't hide from each other anymore. When something upset us, about ourselves or about each other, we'll be honest about it."

Eddie smiles, a sight so beautiful that it takes your breath away. He wraps his pinky around yours.

"I promise."

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[call-mi-jinx]

Tangerine ~ You're My Top Priority

Summary: you and tangerine have an argument that ends up with you crying, you go to sleep after getting drugged and when you wake up tangerine confesses something.

Warnings: swearing, fluff, makeout, guns and i think thas it

Main Masterlist Tangerine Masterlist

A/N: hiya babes! if ur reading this i hope u find it great cos i acc enjoyed writing sommet for once. ill probs do more and requests r open so ye. adios hun xoxo

tangerine x fem!reader

To put it simply. I hate Tangerine’s guts. Why? Cause he’s a fucking twat and everyone knows it. Some people are just more tolerable to him than others. Me? I don’t take any of his shit cause I just don’t care anymore. When I were younger, I used to let people take the piss and use me for my kindness but as I grew older, I started to care less. It started to drain me being that nice all the time. So by the time I was about 15, I just... Cracked. What I mean is I realised who used me and who didn’t and the worst of them all was none other than Tangerine himself. He wanted me to do something for him and instead of finally saying no, I just snapped and let out all my anger out on him. Obviously he fought back, but I won anyway. And from that day, we both hated each other.

Now, I’m on a mission with Lemon, and sadly Tangerine, to bring the White Death’s son to him and also to bring a brief case. Simple but also not. I heard that some other people are after the briefcase so when Tangerine mentioned that we wouldn’t keep it with us for the train journey. I obviously had something to say.

“Why the fuck would yer leave it there without one of us ‘olding it? Ahaha you pleb are you ‘aving a giggle?” I tilted my head back as I laughed at Tangerine. Lemon let out a small giggle as he has always loved my accent. Tangerine just pulled a face at me that looked like disgust.

“Do you plan on holding it mate?” Tangerine wanted an argument, and so did I. So I was going to give him one.

“Nah, am not gonna ‘old it, yer 'olding you daft bastard." Lemon couldn't help but burst into a fit of giggles. Tangerine hit his shoulder to try and stop him but all it did was make them go slightly quieter.

"Maybe if you grew a pair Tangerine, you'd get a job done without needing other people to do all the dirty work." I crossed my arms across my chest and Tangerine gave me the dirtiest look he could fathom.

"Who do you think you're talking to Baroness? You're only on our side cause we needed you for one thing then this bastard decided to let you join our 'team'." Tangerine pointed to Lemon angrily and I rolled my eyes as he continued to lecture me while Lemon put a hand on his chest in mock offense. I lay back into my seat and blocked his voice out.

"Oi! Just because you're rich from daddy's money you inherited when he died doesn't mean you have to ignore me you stuck up bitch." That struck a nerve. He knew my dad died when I was 16. I had to get pulled out of school because of it for a bit. He died because of something I did. Something I did cost him his fucking life.

"You know not to talk 'bout ma dad you fucking stupid cunt." My eyes began to tear up and I couldn't hold them in anymore. I stood up and went to the bathroom as far away from Tangerine as I could. I locked the door and sat there for a while. Guess it was long enough for me to fall asleep. I know, why on God's green earth is an agent falling asleep on a mission? I don't fucking know mate, I were just feeling tired since I had that cup of tea that man gave me. Fuck! It has halcian. I thought it were that in his fucking pocket.

I leaned against the wall and my eyes got heavier and heavier with every second. Until... I fell asleep.

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When I woke up, I heard shouting and people fighting. I quickly woke myself up and psyched myself up to get ready for a punch getting thrown or a kick to the leg. I quickly opened the door and as soon as I stepped out I was met with silence. I looked to the left of me, and there were men down on the floor. Then I looked to the right, great. It were Tangerine post-fight with sweat glazing his face and exposed chest. God his body looked good in that sui- what the fuck am I thinking? No! He's a fucking prick. But he's a fit prick. Ugh it's fucking confusing.

"Oh my God, Ness! I thought someone had hurt you! Are you alright?" He cupped my cheeks and turned my head side to side to scan for any signs of damage. I rolled my eyes and pushed his gorgeous, veiny hands away from my face.

"Why don't you go get the brief case since thas what yer always worried bout. Fucking cumbag." I went to turn around and leave but Tangerine grabbed my wrist and held me in place. He looked at me and oh. My. God. I never noticed how blue and beautiful his eyes were. Baroness! Stop! He's been a prick since day 1, why now?

"Y/N, what do you mean? I care more about you than the briefcase. I always have. You're my top priority." He cupped my cheeks once again and heat were rising to my face.

"Anyway, besides the point. Where've you been this past hour? We kind of needed you a bit." He gestures his head side to side at the men down on the floor.

"Some fucking wankface man spiked ma drink. Am fucking livid and am gonna knock his lights out." Tangerine's whole demeanor changed. His went from soft and caring to pissed off and looks like he's about to kill everyone in his sight.

"Who the fuck did it? Do you remember what he looked like?" I looked to my left when I saw a figure coming towards us and it was the prick himself. I pointed at him and before I could even say anything, Tangerine pulled his gun out and shot him between the eyes.

"Jesus Christ Tang, bit of a warning next time?" Tangerine quickly put his gun away and apologised.

"By the way Ness, am sorry for what I said earlier. That wasn't called for and I crossed the line." He looked down to his shoes with furrowed brows.

"Tang, its fine. I've said some fucked up shit to you before. Some has been even worse than that and you just act like you don't care when I know it hits a nerve. Plus am tired of fighting all the time. Mates?" I put my hand out for him to shake but when he grabbed it he pulled me closer to him then pressed his lips against mine.

I was shocked at first but then I kissed him back and pulled him as close as possible by placing my hands on the back of his neck. He slowly places his hands on my waist and squeezes them as he does the same.

He swipes his tongue across my bottom lip asking for access. I open my mouth in response and it turns into a heated makeout, until both of us lose our breath.

"I think I wanna be more than mates darling." Tangerine smirks at me and I returned the expression. We then decide to go look for Lemon and head to the bottom of the train as quick as we can.

[long-cosmos-overhead]

MHA Preference: What Makes Them Emotional (Pro Hero Edition)

I do not own MHA or it’s characters/ gifs not mine

Aizawa

1. Brushing/ styling his hair

Aizawa is a tired man. Once he gets off work he’s likely exhausted and just wants to relax or sleep. Sadly he has to take care of himself beforehand which is where you come in. If he’s truly exhausted you pull him into your lap, his head on your chest and simply brush his hair for him or gently braid/ tie it out of his face. Shota lives for moments like these 99% of the time he falls asleep like that. If you stop he gets angsty and pulls you to him

2. Falling asleep with his cat

Shota thought returning gone to see you or the cat asleep was cute enough but when he walks in to see you on the sofa with his cat sprawled out over your legs, he melts. You look so adorable not to mention how he feels more complete knowing that everyone is comfortable in his home. He’s torn between joining you and the cat and not wanting to wake you up. He will fall head over heels if you happen to do it again

3. Helping ease his workload

Shota has a huge amount of work at any given time. Sometimes all the stress gets to him and you feel like you’re stood idly behind doing nothing. So one day you decide to grade his students papers and clear his desk. It took a while but seeing the look on Aizawas face was worth it. He didn’t stop kissing you all evening, it means a lot to him knowing you help him behind his back when things get rough so he doesn’t have to do everything for once

Present Mic

1. Making him mixtapes of songs that remind you of him

Not only is he flattered beyond belief but he grovels at your feet trying to express how much it means to him. Be prepared to not leave his arms or escape his affection for the rest of the day. Hizashi somehow got more clingy after your gift and annoyed every staff member by playing the mixtape on loop. He will repay you tenfold by bringing in an arm full of tapes for you

2. Co-hosting his radio show

What better way than to end a Friday than playing music and hosting with his partner. Honestly he loves bringing you with him. He feels like he’s sharing his passion and life with you which puts him on cloud 9. Half of him hosting is talking about you and the other is asking your opinion or getting distracted by you. Hizashi has his hand on your thigh the entire time and begs you to join him next week

3. Initiating affection

Hizashi is huge on PDA though he usually initiates affection he is putty in your hands if you lean over and kiss him in public or sit on his lap in the staff room. He gets all blushy and smiley every single time. He loves being able to rest his head on your shoulder while you sit in his lap where he can work and press kisses to your neck. Do it back though and his eyes are hearts

Toshinori

1. Calling him a hero in his small form

Toshinori is so deeply insecure when he’s not in his all might form. He feels useless and unworthy and it’s something he wrestles with all the time. One evening after he finished training Deku, he came through the front door exhausted. Needless to say you dragged him off to bed to get some rest. His head lay across your chest as he was telling you about Izuku’s progress when you turned to him and said ‘you’re such a hero Toshi, you’ve helped so many people.’ He positively cried, he thought no one would see him as a hero anymore. You were healing a huge scar over his heart

2. Any act of care for him

Toshi was used to always caring about others and never himself. When you began caring for him he was beyond grateful. Even if it’s a small thing such as folding his clothes, bringing him lunch or asking if he’s doing okay is enough to set his heart alight, he cannot get enough. When it comes to bigger things such as nursing him back to health, tackling his workload or easing his mind he’s completely gone. Toshi can’t comprehend how you love him unconditionally and he never fails to thank you endlessly each time

3. Small compliments

This man is a mess for you. He adores everything about you and sees you as a gift he doesn’t deserve. It’s natural for him to blush scarlet red and cough up blood when you compliment him. Even something along the lines of ‘that jacket suits you’ will be enough to send him into a spluttering mess. (He will wear that jacket all the time as well). If you’re feeling extra sweet that day and decide to throw compliment after compliment at him he will not be able to compose himself. You make his world brighter

Hawks

1. Helping him care for his wings

Keigo’s wings go through a lot on a daily basis not to mention how damaged and dirty they get after a big fight. Him allowing you to touch and clean his wings is a huge symbol of trust. Not to mention the noises he makes when you run your fingers through them. Hawks loves when it comes to you caring for his wings, you’re gentle with them and their sensitivity makes it almost too much for him to handle. If you can’t help him with his wings he either puts it off or pouts until you give in. He just wants to be spoiled

2. Letting him be the small spoon

Despite it being a rare thing, sometimes all Keigo wants is to be held in your arms with your hands in his hair telling him how much you love him. He often faces you when he’s the small spoon so he can drape his wings everywhere and not have to worry. Sometimes he wraps them around you so you can’t physically leave him. Letting him rest in your arms is a breather for him and he’s so happy you’re his

3. Breaking down his schedule

Keigo loves sitting with you going through his schedule and planning days for dates, relaxing nights, etc. He also greatly appreciates when you find ways for his schedule to be manageable although he has to stop you from telling his agency to give him more free time. There’s a lot that comes with being a hero and he is so happy he’s found someone that understands and is willing to make his life easier

[silversmoke-20]

Good day, seeing as it’s raining where I’m at it’s the perfect mood for angst. Can I get Yang and Blake with a human s/o who tells them they have a brother that’s a Faunus. They explain that their parents found him on their doorstep and raised him as their own. They also tells stories of them growing up like when they raided their neighbors peach orchard and ate so many they got sick. But then they go quiet and sad,”He joined the white fang, Adam got to him.”they explained.”Filled his head with lies and hate and now he’s somewhere out there. I promised to protect him from bullies and everything else, that I would always be there for him. Our parents don’t blame me, but I wonder sometimes if it is.” They finally look towards them on the verge of tears,” Did I fail him?”

Zzzz~ h-huh? Do I smell angst! *Falls out of bed* oh I better inform the townsfolk *rings townbell* ANGST REQUEST! ANGST REQUEST!

Good morning it is about to be 2am and I have done nothing but studying. So sorry if I wasn't able to do your ask early, so here it is! Oh sorry if it's somewhat bad, I am really tired. Hope you enjoyed it!

Is it my fault?

Hearing you say that you had a brother who is a Faunus made her think of her sister, another thing you two share in common, being siblings!

When you begin talking about your brother, your voice became weaker, quieter, 𝙎𝙖𝙙𝙙𝙚𝙧.

Yang listened quietly and sadly as you brought up the many adventures you had with your sibling. Starting how they were dropped on your parents doorstep.

You sadly laugh as you explained how you and your brother snuck into your neighbours yard to eat their peaches from their peach orchard.

Only to get sick the next day because they weren't fully ripe. But they sure we're delicious!

Oh and the time when you and your sibling went and did a skystone Smash co-op match, and only lasting till the semifinals, you told Yang about how your sibling was fuming to the point when pouring water on them steam would appear from getting water drenched on them.

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Yang: "what happened to him?"

Y/n: "Adam happened, filled his head with pathetic lies and changed his view on humanity....And I don't know where he is! And! And!.....-"

Yang: "Y/n, what's wrong!"

Y/n: "And I promised that I would protect him monsters who would take and twists people's mind. My parents told me it wasn't my fault but..."

Yang: "But what?"

Y/n: "Do you think it's.....My fault?"

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Yang's eyes widened, seeing You look at her with eyes filled with tears.

Yang wasted no time kissing your cheek and pulling you in a hug to comfort her S/O.

The hug was last for approximately ten minutes, until you cry yourself to sleep in your girlfriend's arms.

Yang would definitely stroke your hair to comfort you.

She's going to help you find your brother and if she encounters Adam, she's going to DESTROY him by polarising him into the ground.

When you do wake up Yang is going to put on a movie marathon to make you feel better!

She'll slip a few cuddles or two.

Blake would be surprised of you having a brother.

A Faunus brother to be exact, which actually confused her.

Oh he's adopted made Blake understand and she would ask you about him, maybe she had seen him at her time back at menagerie.

You began to tell stories of your sibling, the sneaking into neighbours yard eating peaches and getting sick, Skystone smash tournaments. Then after a few more stories you slowly became silent.

You began to tell Blake that Adam discovered him and began filling his head with lies and changed his view on everything he saw things.

Another thing for Blake to hate Adam for.

You don't know where he is because he can be anywhere on remnant.

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Blake: "What kind of Faunus was he, maybe I could've saw him during my time back at menagerie."

Y/n looks at their girlfriend, thinking it over that Blake went to the island of Faunus and it might be possible that she might of encountered him.

Y/n: "He was a Bat Faunus."

Blake's felt her stomach dropped, the hairs on her body standing on their own.

Blake: "A-and hi-his name?"

Y/n thought about it, Blake heart was racing and everything telling herself that she hoped it wasn't-

Y/n: "Yuma"

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Blake felt not a chill but a literal blizzard run up her spine as a million thoughts ran through her head.

She was only snapped out of it as she heard you crying.

You asked her if it was your fault that you failed to protect him.

Blake couldn't have the heart to tell you that he died in a fire in her house back in Menagerie.

Hugging you and comforting you was the only thing she could do right now.

She'll tell you when she has the heart to when you have picked yourself back up.

That's the only thing she could do right now.