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tiredlilguy · 1 year ago

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Hii! I hope you’re doing well in college :)

If it’s alright to do x reader, can you write about having a romantic relationship with the flags? I rlly liked your hcs so I thought to make a flags request ! Here’s some questions to help you out

-Can they cook? - Are they affectionate? -Cuddling, big spoon or little spoon? -Are they good at comforting you?

If you do not want to do this request, you do not have too! Please take your time I don’t mind!

ASDLFJAHLSDKJFHLAKDSJFH i had to pick this one up immediately despite me having so many drafts. im boutta eat this shit up, the flags are actually literally my favorite. ty for requesting this (ノ・∀・)ノ this is very long... it's 6 pages on my document right now...

pairing(s): The Flags (separately) x GN!Reader cw: slightly suggestive for iceman and chuuya's, not proofread desc: romantic hc's with the flags, the real question is though, can albatross cook? (spoiler: no, he can't)

Pianoman:

he’s always busy, but strangely enough, whenever you ask, he’s always free

for some reason, whenever you’re in the room you’re like… the only thing on his mind and he forgets whatever he was doing before

I can see pianoman being a huge sweetheart for some reason

like… He’s the leader of the Flags, but at the same time he kind of acts like a care-taker a little bit

he just cares very deeply for his comrades and you, of course

his love languages are quality time and acts of service, but he likes to receive physical touch

this man is touch starved, so please give him a little hug when he’s stressing over deadlines and being hard on himself (since he’s a perfectionist)

speaking of physical touch: he LOVES back hugs, receiving them and giving them

he’ll be looking over at some copies of fake notes that he was working on with a frown on his face and -oh- there’s his sweet little bug squeezing him so much that he completely forgot what he was doing (he doesn’t care though, he loves you)

he’s only really affectionate when you both have a moment alone, but he won’t complain if you want a kiss or for him to hug you for a moment

when you two are alone though, he likes to give you surprise kisses or hugs; tends to be really clingy sometimes depending on how tired he is, but if you want space, he’ll listen to you

I feel like sometimes though, if he does initiate PDA, he likes to tease you: if you’re sitting on his lap, he’ll put a hand on your thigh, but then it’ll slowly trail up a little bit higher when he thinks your not paying attention, if he puts his head on your shoulder while you’re talking to someone, he might leave butterfly kisses on the side of your neck

he likes to tease you for sure, and isn’t satisfied until your a tomato…

nicknames for him… I think he’d use nicknames that are a little dorky because he likes to embarrass you, saying: “love bug” or “hot stuff” or “steady” (really old ass, from the 50’s nicknames)

“ You know, (Y/N) likes to call me studmuffin,” he brags to Chuuya, nudging the poor boy on the elbow.

“ Please leave me alone.”

I had to make the stupid reference… im sorry LMFAO

but when he’s feeling a little romantic, he’ll call you “honey”

he’s definitely good at comforting you, considering that he literally drops everything just to pay attention to you

will study every detail on your facial expression the moment that you walk in the room, but if you’re in a bad mood he won’t push you

gives you a back hug and a small kiss on the side of your head and asks if you’re ok and if you want anything

listens if you want to vent, or will leave you alone if you want. Anything you need? He’s there to take care of you.

just want to cry and lay down for a bit, that’s fine with him. He’s not the best singer, but he tries to hum to you

can he cook? He can, but I can also see him just preferring to order take out

at the end of the day, he tends to just be really tired, so cuddling up on the couch with you and some take out is enough for him (if you cook, even better, but he might want to help because he feels bad)

he’s a big spoon

when I saw that question I was like: How does this man sleep? In my brain, he’s a side sleeper, and he’d prefer to be the big spoon

when he’s drifting off to sleep, he likes to whisper sweet nothings to you

though, does he sleep? No not really, you have to drag him way from his desk and if he doesn’t budge just kiss him on the forehead and tell him to join you (he’ll end up joining you like 5 minutes later)

in conclusion, sweet bf, but also busy and tired (please give him forehead kisses)

Lippman:

Lippman is romantic as fuck

like you cannot tell me he’s got the rizz, Doc literally said he has a silver tongue (what else that tongue do *cough*)

he’s always holding your hand in his

his hands are very warm and gentle, and when he holds yours, he’s holding it very gingerly, not tugging too hard and only squeezing your hand to comfort you

love languages are gift giving and physical touch, he loves receiving words of affirmation

being an actor with may fans abroad, he hears a lot of praise from others, but none of their words mattered nearly as much as yours do

like you could just be complimenting him on how he styled his hair one day, and it’s like… the only thing he’s talking/thinking about

early on in your relationship together, he was quite shy actually: didn’t really initiate affection because sitting next to you made him feel nervous, but one day you grasped for him hand and now he just never let go

like I’m telling you, if you two are at home, he will not let go of your hand (even when he’s cooking)

speaking of cooking, he’s an amazing cook, but he’s also (similar to pianoman) busy as hell

he often likes to cook with you, enjoying your presence and closeness as you both work together to make a nice meal

he’s fine with PDA, but only if it’s PG… like he gets shy kissing you on the lips in public, but he’ll hold your hand (because he loves your hands :) )

if you initiate PDA, he won’t complain though

he’s far too shy to tell you no, and he also enjoys making you happy

seeing you happy makes him happy

nicknames for you are old romantic, but not in a dorky way. He likes to use nicknames in a different language sometimes: “mon cherié”, “cariño”

he also definitely uses “darling” and if he’s in a more excited mood, he calls you ��sunshine” or “my flower”

“ There’s my pretty sunshine!,” he’d smile, as you’d run up to him and give him a hug.

comfort from him is >>>

he seems shy, but when he gets worried about you, he sort of goes into mom mode

he’s a little pushy, but if he notices you’re upset, he stops immediately

will hold you if you’re upset, and he has a sweet voice, so hearing him talk or sing will calm you down immediately

after comforting you, he’d take care of you for the rest of the day

you have work to do at home? No, you don’t, he’s going to make you tea and tell you how well beautiful you are

I can see him being very strict about his sleep schedule

he cringes at the thought of himself having wrinkles because he slept the wrong way, so he tries to go to bed at a certain time and wakes up at a certain time (mafia orders and job stuff are an exclusion though)

sometimes he goes to sleep earlier than you do, but he doesn’t mind if you interrupt him to crawl under his arms

for him, he definitely prefers to face you his sleep: he can see you face when he wakes up and nothing will make him happier

if he’s really tired though, he might like burying his head in your chest as your massaging his head with your hands

he’ll let out a soft groan before falling right to sleep

he doesn’t mind holding you either though: you being the little spoon or resting your head on his chest

likes to kiss your eyelids before he goes to bed ;;-;;

soft romantic bf, can be shy, but he tries this best to make you happy

doesn’t care just as long as there’s a smile on your face

Iceman:

Iceman is very much a lone wolf, but with you it’s “I literally hate everyone else, but I will give the world to you”

he can and will kill for you, rest assured you are very protective

though despite his rough exterior, he’s a kind man

honestly, he doesn’t really care so much for PDA, but he gladly accepts any form of affection you give him

he’s most likely not the one that initiated it, but the only time’s he does is if he’s talking with the others: he often gestures for you to come over to sit on his lap (and you do so, because who would say no-)

or if he doesn’t initiate PDA, it’s usually out of jealousy or to show people that your his

like let’s say you’re talking with someone for a bit too long, he’s probably going to slide a hand on your waist and giving you a soft kiss on the cheek, telling you that you both have to leave (you got no where to go, he’s just wants you attention instead-)

this man has the best kisses, like if anything those are what make your heart flutter the most

it doesn’t matter what kind of kiss he gives you: one of the cheek, a short peck, etc, it still makes you feel somewhat flustered and a tomato (which he grins at)

he doesn’t seem like the type, but he likes to tease you in more of a subtle way.

You were putting on a pair of pants and adjusting them at your hips: zipping up the front zipper and button. You then reached over to the side to find a belt, only to realize that it wasn’t there. Suddenly, hands slipped around your waist and you realized that Iceman was doing you belt for you.

“ These pants compliment your waist quite well,” he whispered gently into your ear. It almost sounded like a bit of a growl. You felt your chest flutter as you let him do his thing. Though before anything else happened, he buckled your belt together and slipped his hands away, walking away as if nothing happened.

nicknames for you are simple. He doesn’t want to do anything more ambitious and he feels proud that he can call you simple nicknames: “love” and “babe” or “baby”

those nicknames make you feel flustered either way… so I mean

He notices you trying to reach something that was on the top shelf, but stops you. Getting you off the counter, and reaching for it himself,” Let me help you, Love.”

he’s the kind of man that lana del ray writes in her music *cough*

he LOVES YOUR WAIST: he’s always touching it

sometimes he’ll place a gentle hand on the side of your waist while passing you, he’ll take any chance he can to pick you up by the waist (and sit you down on the kitchen counter *cough*), slow dancing with his hands resting just a top your hips while you both listen to his old records

he’s just… always touching ur waist all the time

likes to do a lot of the heavy work for you like if you’re moving something large, or carrying bags

he only does it because he knows you’re entirely capable, he just doesn’t want you to ever lift a finger if he’s around

love languages are physical touch and acts of service

he’s a sweet comforter, but he most likely doesn’t say much

he’s always listening and he’ll do whatever you ask of him, but he just prefers actions over words

will hold you until you fall asleep if you were crying, he wipes your tears too :(

will not feel rested until your completely asleep next to him

the way he holds you is definitely you laying on his chest with your ear to his heart while he’s lying on his back with an arm slung around your waist

definitely does that really sweet thing where he’ll caress your side in circles

he smokes before he goes to bed, but if it bothers you, he’ll stop (or just smoke outside)

always makes sure that before he leaves for work that you’re awake (even if you’re half-awake), happy, and with a cup of tea/coffee

conclusion: lone wolf kind of lover aka everything that I want *cough*

Doc:

I feel like in a romantic relationship to him, there are very few moments where it seems romantic to the public eye

though in between you two, I can see it being very shy love

he tends not to initiate much affection, but you can quite literally see it in his eyes that he’s begging

at first, it seemed rather creepy and you thought he didn’t like you all that much, but in reality he was just silently asking for your attention

Doc is the kind of person that stands… really really close to you, so much that you’re a little bit uncomfortable and when you turn around and look at him, he smiles

he doesn’t initiate PDA at first, allowing you to show affection

he loves receiving head pats from you, it makes him feel proud of himself

though, when he started getting comfortable between the two of you, he likes to lay on you

like I’m talking… laying on your thighs, head on your shoulder, he likes to lean on you

since he’s rather sickly, he tends to be really cold quite often, so to him, you’re his personal heater

isn’t one to kiss you on the lips unless he’s feeling really passionate: a kiss on the cheek or on the forehead is enough for him

usually prefers to receive affection then give it, BUT he’s working on it, and for now standing next to him is enough

love language is very much quality time

he just likes to sit next to you, even if you’re not touching or saying anything

the silence with him is always comfortable with him, doesn’t matter what you’re both doing

the nicknames that he uses are really simple, but weird, yet strangely sweet like “happy pill” or “bug”

As he enters your room, he crosses his arms as he looks around for you. “ Hey, where’s my happy pill…WOAH-!”

You quickly tackled him into a hug. Though not hard enough for him to fall over. Doc let out a small smile as you hugged him albeit a little roughly.

his comforting doesn’t really come out very often

for example: let’s say you get injured

he’ll turn into a completely different person, rather serious and focused when he’s treating you

but if you are in pain, he’ll be holding onto you gently as he’s trying to patch you up

he hushes you if you wince from the pain

can he cook? Nope, and he doesn’t really try to either

because he’s a doctor, he tends to be busy and doesn’t really have much time to take care of himself

so either his subordinates deliver food to him, or you deliver him food (which he’s very grateful for)

I can see him being the kind of person who sleeps on his back, or on you… like from earlier

he’ll very easily fall asleep on your lap if you hand is touching his hair, but to be honest he’ll sleep anywhere

this man does not sleep, so if you offer your shoulder for him to lean on, he’ll most likely knock out

he takes naps anywhere… sleeps anywhere, so it’s quite hard to get him to sleep in a bed

anyways, if you’d like to sleep next to him, he usually lifts his arms so that you can nuzzle into his side as he lies on his back

if you’re too scared to be near him though, he might just hold your hand as you both fall asleep next to each other

he likes watching you sleep though, so sometimes he’ll just prop himself up on a pillow with a book while holding your hand in his other

in conclusion: he’s a quiet and sweet lover

Albatross:

PUPPY LOVE PUPPY LOVE PUPPY LOVE

he quite literally follows you every where

you’re going to the store? Ok, he wants to take you for a ride on his motorcycle. You’re going to go get some coffee at that cafe downstairs? He’s already throwing on his jacket. You’re just getting up to go get another snack? Well, he’s not going to let you leave his arms, so up he goes with you.

he’s always hugging you, doesn’t matter what you’re both doing

greets you with a hug, says goodbye with a hug, will just… hug you if you’re standing within proximity of him

I can also see Albatross taking his little furry jacket vest thing and putting it on you, as well as his sunglasses

no, you cannot argue with him, he’s going to do it anyways if you’re both having a casual moment together

as you can see from just now, he LOVES PDA

he loves to receive it, loves to give it

he’s always holding your hand, or waist, or has his head on your shoulder or on top of your head if you’re standing in front of him, is always hugging you

once again, no you cannot argue with him, he will probably cry, you haven’t tried to argue with him though… but you have a feeling that he would cry

sometimes you tend to forget that he’s behind you, and someone will end up pointing it out (usually Chuuya… the other Flags are used to it)

he lets you braid his rat tail and doesn’t take it out until you do, and you only take it out if you want to redo it

love languages are physical touch and quality time, he loves to receive physical touch back (please hug and kiss him, he enjoy it even if it’s a small thing)

can and will take you out for his midnight drives and shenanigans

once dragged you out of bed so that you could both go to the beach and run into the water (you were both still in your night wear, but seeing him laughing and smiling made you happy too)

he likes driving a lot faster than normal just so that you can cling onto him, his makes butterflies go absolutely HAM in his stomach

nicknames for you are cutesy, he doesn’t really like traditional nicknames and sometimes they remind him of Lippman and it makes him cringe

he likes to call you “Dumpling” or “Marshmallow”… maybe he’s just hungry, I don’t know

“ Dumplin’, can you pass me the wrench that’s in that toolbox next to you over there?”

speaking of wrenches, he feels happy whenever you visit him at his garage

you can just sit there and listen to him talk for hours on end while he fixes things up

he leaves his toolbox next to you on purpose just so that you can hand it to him

I can imagine that if you hand him a tool and he’s laying on his back under a car on one of those rolley cart things

instead of reaching out for it with his hand, he’ll quickly roll up and take it from you, but not before swiping his stained hand on your cheek and giving you a quick kiss

he’s just silly… and he likes to give you little form of affection

DO NOT LET THIS MAN COOK OH MY GOD

he may be great at cars and boats and planes, but do not let him cook

he will somehow find a way to burn the kitchen by just touching the pan with the stove off

though despite being a shitty cooker, he’s a big foodie

he loves to eat literally everything and tries new things because he heard a review

if you bring him to a new restaurant, he’ll be taking photos of his food and be reviewing it as he eats it

I can see him sleeping sprawled out on the bed, if you join him, he’ll unconsciously cling onto you like a magnet

he’s a pretty deep sleeper, but he’s always looking for you in his sleep

if you leave, he’ll whine and try to look for you even if with his eyes closed

in conclusion: he’s very much in his puppy love era, and his face is always red when he’s talking to you… he’s a blushy boy around you

Chuuya:

he’s very much a tsun, so it might be quite hard for him to get close to you, or even show affection

though, just know that despite how much he acts like he doesn’t like your affection, he recretly loves it

he fell first and harder mind you

he treats you like literal royalty behind closed doors though

Chuuya’s not really one for PDA, and he’s not going to initiate it under any circumstance

the only reason is because he has a tendency to want to continue to show his rough exterior out in public

he can get kind of awkward if you initiate it, but will relax into it after a while

though, when he greets you in public he’s a gentlemen: he’ll even kiss your hand and lead you places by the hand sometimes

though that’s about it

behind doors though, he’s… so clingy

bike the moment that you close the door, he already has his arms around your waist

if he kisses you anywhere, it’s on your neck, and he does it in the most dramatic way possible

he’ll take one of your hands in his as he’s behind you and he’ll let out a short breathe on your neck before kissing gently

don’t get him wrong though, he still loves to kiss your lips

if anything, he’s addicted to your taste

love languages are gift giving and acts of service

I just know this man will literally get you anything just to make you happy

expensive jewlery? No problem, baby. You want that coat that’s over a thousand dollars? It’ll be in your closet in a couple of days.

this man is loaded so… (MAKE HIS POCKETS HURT)

he definitely does a lot of things around the house if he’s not busy

the moment that he’s home, all house chores as his now and if you argue with him, he’s going to sit you up on the kitchen counter and uh… yeah.

anyways, he likes to help around the house when he can: if you made dinner, he’s doing the dishes. Even if he made dinner, no, sit down, he’s still going to do the dishes

he simply just doesn’t want you to lift a finger and wants you to sit pretty on the couch and enjoy yourself for a moment

speaking of cooking, yes… he can cook and he’s REALLY good at it

he had no former way of teaching himself other than wanting to find a new hobby, and oh my god if the dishes that he makes aren’t literally amazing

he enjoys cooking dishes that go well with his wine depending on what he felt like drinking from his collection

nicknames that he uses are simple and easy, but they get to the point. He’ll use nicknames like “doll” or “sweet stuff”; not as simple as ice man, but he likes them

He wraps his arms around you as you were cooking dinner,” How was your day, doll? Whatcha makin’?”

I can see him comforting a lot similar to iceman

he’ll listen quietly to literally anything you ask

if you want to be held, he’ll lay down on the couch and hold you in his arms as you’re laying down on top of him

will use his ability to make you both float away from the surface for a moment: something that he used to do that always calmed him down

he likes to caress your hair, so let him when he’s trying to comfort you.

if he’s sleeping with you, he’s definitely a spooner and he is the big spoon

he snores for sure, but he never loosens his grip if he’s holding onto you

sweet boy (-w-)

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emeritusemeritus · 8 months ago

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HIII im so happy your requests are open you’re one of my favorite writers on here!!! i’ve been craving more twins x reader content and i’ve always wanted to see them pining after an oblivious customer at the shop like literally spelling it out for her and just her being a bit dense thinking that she’s just a valued customer 😀 love your work and hope you have a great week!!

Thank you so much!! This was an absolute pleasure to write, I really hope it’s okay for you! 🖤

Warnings: None? Mentions of implied kissing, reader is completely oblivious. Fred is as charming as ever and George is a sweetheart.

Word count: 1.8k

Paying Customers.

Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes had quickly become your favourite spot in all of Diagon Alley. It was vibrant and exciting, a draw for many witches and wizards without any hint of discrimination and it didn't hurt that the two owners were two of the most handsome men you'd ever seen, not that you'd dream of telling them that.

Your first visit to the shop has been an accident really, hunting down a perfect gift for your nephew who was just about to start his first year at Hogwarts. One of the owners, who you found out to be Fred had helped you find the most perfect gift that had been an overwhelming success with your nephew. The second time, he was slightly different than you remembered and you'd convinced yourself that you had just remembered him differently until the very man you'd been secretly thinking about since your first time at the shop walked out and greeted you with a big smile. That was the first time you met George, and unceremoniously found out that they were identical twins.

Since then you'd been back numerous times, sometimes for gifts, sometimes for more personal reasons and has even started dropping in on your lunch break just to chat to the twins as your friendship grew. They were abundantly friendly and chatty, so naturally funny and charming that it was easy to talk with them and they always made you feel incredibly welcome. Fred had invited you to the shop to share your lunch break together multiple times and you'd even found yourself hanging around as the store closed around you because George wanted company.

"I'm so excited!" Valerie, one of your best friends says enthusiastically as you step into Diagon Alley. She was from France and was educated at Beauxbatons, missing the cut off for the Triwizard Tournament by one year, something she was still peeved about. She was visiting you in London and she'd made you promise to take her to the place you kept mentioning in your letters.

You laugh along, seeing her excited face as you round the corner, walking past Ollivanders until the figurehead of the twins appeared up ahead, the brilliantly vibrant orange building standing out against the muted palettes of the other shops.

"Afternoon ladies," you hear from beside you, waking a grin spread across your face. Fred.

"Hi Freddie," you smile up at him, seeing his broad grin already stretched out across his face. His gaze flashes to Val and you briefly introduce them until your attention is pulled away by George who appears on your other side, already eagerly talking to you about the new product he'd been working on, the same one you'd offered to help with only the other night, pausing briefly to introduce himself to Val.

"Right Georgie, reckon we best get back to the paying customers," Fred says with a wink in your direction, pulling his brother away as they go back to assisting the other customers in the shop. George touches your shoulder gently as he squeezes past and gives you a sweet smile before heading off, immediately going over to a little boy and his mum who are looking at the Pygmy puffs. Your eyes trail towards Fred who's lingering around the love potion stand, trying to flog them to a group of witches who look to be around their third year. When he spots you looking, he gives you a little smirk and another wink, gesturing towards the love potions with a wiggle of his eyebrows. You can't help but smile, giggling a little before you look away, turning back to Val.

Her eyebrow is raised at you and her face holds a knowing smirk, already implying something.

"So what did they mean 'paying customers', are you not one?"

You give a little shrug, "they give me a discount, sometimes they let me test things, it's nothing really."

Her face says everything she isn't saying, she's delighted but judgy, as if she doesn't believe a single thing you were saying. You laugh and nudge her gently, "really, we're friends."

"Very friendly friends?" She teases with a wiggle of her eyebrows but you nudge her again and tell her to behave, not wanting to get into it, especially in a place that created and sold extendable ears, nothing was safe from the Weasley Twins.

She walks over to the Peruvian instant darkness powder, picking up a crystal and examining it in her hands with a smile on her face.

"So how can you tell them apart? You knew straight away," she says, casting her gaze over to you as she puts down the crystal and moves across to the next shelf, the display of wonderwitch products; carefully avoiding the puking pastilles on the way.

"Oh I don't know, they don't look that similar to me anymore. I suppose it's mannerisms mainly, Fred usually talks first and George is better at explaining things," you explain, stopping your eyes from wandering back to the owners.

"Hmm," she says with a smirk, still holding back what she was going to say.

Suddenly, the rolling ladder appears from the side with George clutching on to the steps, his smile splayed across his face as he appears.

"Pimple vanisher, yeah it really works," George says nodding his head, "tried it myself, well on Ron anyway. Ten seconds and your spots are gone."

"But how?" Val says, beguiled by the magic behind it. You stand back and watch, enjoying seeing George so effortlessly charming, showing what he'd created.

"Course, some of us don't need it do we y/n?" He says, looking up to you with a sweet smile, "must be good genetics."

"Or maybe I'm an avid Wheezes tester with a very rigid skincare routine," you play along, holding up the little pot of vanisher.

"That's a good sale!" He says with excitement, "want a job? Could do with prettying up the employees."

"Pretty sure you and Fred were trying to work out who was more handsome last night, I think you know you're pretty enough," you smirk, earning a chuckle from George.

"Clearly I won," he adds, flashing a grin at Val.

"What are everlasting eyelashes?" She says, picking at the pink and black box.

"Exactly what they say on the box," George flashes her a teasing smirk before pulling you closer to him by the hand, displaying you. "Want lashes like these? Make the boys really notice your beautiful eyes? Just need this box and your dreams will come true."

"You think she has beautiful eyes?" Val teases, goading George but it doesn't work, he bites back almost instantly, nodding enthusiastically.

"Wanted to put her photo on the box but she wouldn't let me," he chuckles with a little shrug before pausing for a moment and reaching up high for the little package of flirting fancies.

"Make any man fall at your feet with these, just one bite and they'll be smitten," he says, handing the neatly wrapped box to Val.

"Think you might have accidentally ingested one," she mutters, just quiet enough for only you to hear and covering it with a smile as she looks over the box. You subtly nudge her and she relents, but not before shooting you a wicked look.

"Anything you want, on the house," George smiles, flashing you one last look before rolling away and starting anew with his next customer.

"Right tell me honestly, how many of these have you given him?"

"Val! I told you we're friends," you say with a roll of your eyes.

"You might want to tell him that," she quips, nodding her head towards the space behind you. As soon as you turn, you're met with the rather solid chest of Fred Weasley.

"Ladies," he smirks with a dramatic bow of his head, his hand reaching up to touch your shoulder gently.

"You give all your customers this much attention?" Val asks with raised but playful brows, completely ignoring your glare.

"Only the prettiest ones," Fred replies, reaching out to grab the little pot beside the love potions. Val shoots you another knowing look with her eyes and you wordlessly tell her to shut up with your own, doubling down on the harsh glare.

"Kissing concoction," he says, holding up the little pot of almost clear liquid, "makes the drinker become longingly infatuated with the giver, just long enough to ensure only the best kisses will be shared. Made with real pearl dust as well."

"Maybe I could try it on you?" Val asks, suddenly getting flirty with Fred, "prove that it really works."

You don't miss the way his tongue slips out to meet his lips as he clears his throat, fidgeting somewhat uncomfortably.

"No can do I'm afraid, store policy," he smirks, recovering quickly with the banter.

"But if y/n asked?" Val says sweetly, smiling devilishly between the two of you, making you have to fight to stop your eyes rolling at her insinuation.

"Well she is a valued customer," he says with a pause, pretending to think, finger tapping on his chin, "but rules are rules and who am I to ever break them?"

You can't help but snort out a little laugh, knowing exactly how Fred Weasley felt about rules but you don't say anything, knowing it would only fuel the fire. He looks at you with a teasing smirk but you look away, feeling Val's gaze flicking between the both of you.

"You're so oblivious aren't you," she says whilst walking around the shop, keeping the Pygmy puff she’d painstakingly picked out tucked protectively under one arm.

“What do you mean?” You ask, frowning in her direction, pausing to grab a trick wand for your nephew from the basket near the till.

She shoots you a look, showing her disbelief, “let me think, they give you a discount, one of them has said in no complex way that you had beautiful eyes and perfect skin.”

“George was just,” you interrupt, only for her to look at you with a mild glare, not open to listening to your excuses.

“The other said he’d kiss you and that you were pretty, they clearly like you!”

“I just come in a lot, they’re good businessmen, you know flattery gets your everywhere right? You’re not gonna be rude to a valued customer,” you argue.

“You don’t have to be that friendly either,” she retorts with a sarcastic smile, checking out the pyro display in front of her, dropping the subject.

Your attention drifts away and you subtly turn to your left, feeling eyes upon you. There’s a brief moment where you realise that both Fred and George are watching you from the middle landing on the stairs, both leaning on the rail, before they notice that you’re watching them. As soon as you turn further, they instantly spring into action, pretending they weren’t watching you and spring into action helping the customers, almost comically so.

Your gaze shifts back to Val and you begin to wonder, could she be right?

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cupoftaae · 2 years ago

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can u do something cute like reader has their wisdom teeth taken out and is all loopy and fluffy while tae takes care of them? :)

Hello! this is super cute thank u anon !!

Also, ive recieved some other asks and I will definitely start writing and posting them tomorrow!! thank you all for sending, I love your ideas.

Ice cream- kth drabble.

warnings-mentions of blood.

Taehyung stood over the small fish tank which resided in the waiting room of the dentists office. You had gone in a few hours earlier for the removal of your wisdom teeth, something you tried multiple times to get out of.

"arent you a little old to be at the childrens dentist?" Taehyung turns his head to see a smug looking 13 year old with crossed arms. He raised his eyebrows, suprised.

to be fair, 1, he was here for you, and 2, yeah...you were too old to be coming to the pediatrics center. He told you so many times to switch to his dentist but you refused, he just assumed they would drop you as a patient eventually considering you are now in your mid 20's.

"is Kim Taehyung here?" an older lady stepped out from behind the front desk to call him, grabbing his attention as he turned away from the weird child.

"thats me" he raised his hand

"great! Y/N is all set, she is just waking up now" the woman spoke, allowing him to follow behind her down the hallway which was filled with children's drawings and stickers. he smiled to himself before being directed into a room with another assistant.

he couldn't hold back his laughs when he saw you, now sitting up, in a reclined seat. "hi sweetheart, you did it!" he cheered, coming over and brushing your hair out of your face, noticing the puffiness of your cheeks and jaw.

your eyes scanned over him momentarily before widening them, suddenly remembering who he was. "tae!" you sat up more, "look what they did to me!" you mumbled before you reached into your mouth, pulling out a blood soaked wad of cotton.

"woah, no, no baby, leave that in there, ok?" taehyung panicked, turning to the nurse as she prepped a new cotton pad to place against your gums.

"did you see it?" you murmured, words hard to make out.

"yes, I did. how dare they." he shook his head and returned his seat next to you once the nurse finished, handing him your discharge papers to sign so he could take you home.

"can we leave, jesus christ, they are gonna kill me" the younger nurse laughed at your words, taking back the paper work from tae.

"baby no ones gonna kill you, ok? I love you, im proud of you" he beamed, scanning your eyes. "youre kinda cute" you smile, completely ignoring him and focusing on his hair and face. "gimme a kiss" you whined.

he leaned to kiss your forehead, "cmon lets go home and have ice cream, yeah?"

"ice cream?" you whipped your head around

"mhm"

you started to tear up, cupping his face as he laughed. "baby why the tears?"

"because, I love ice cream and I love you" you cried

Tae chuckled and stood up, holding your hand.

"dont laugh at me, youre just like them" you said, pointing at the 'evil' nurses to the side.

"they are very nice people, sweetheart, they helped get rid of your yucky teeth" he spoke softly as he helped you into a wheel chair.

"oh if you wanna defend them why dont you just marry them?" you mumble yelled in his face, making him shake his head and apologize to the nurse who found the situation hilarious.

"im already getting married to someone" he smiled

"who?" you gasped, seeming angry as he wheeled you out of the room.

"look at your hand, dummy"

you look down to see a ring on your finger, gasping once again

"what the fuck? we are getting married?!!" you shout, causing tae to panic and cover your mouth, "baby shhhh" he laughed once you reached the parking lot, helping you into the car.

you turned to the nurse who also had come out to help and pointed at tae, whispering loudly "im marrying him"

"oh he is a lucky man" the older lady laughed and took back the wheelchair once you were out and into the passenger seat.

once you were buckled, tae got in and began to drive home. you were restless and continued to whine. "hold the ice pack on your jaw, my love, it'll help" he looked over and moved your hand back up.

"It hurts" you pouted and tried (once again) to pull out the cotton.

"y/n stop, im serious. its there for a reason" taehyung struggled to keep you in his view of vision as he drove.

"you hate me!!!" you cried and turned your entire body to face the window, while he just simply looked at you with a blank expression.

"mkay" he spoke, turning his eyes back to the road. "no ice cream then i guess"

"youre turning against me" you spoke after a moment.

"baby, im trying to help you"

"you are turning against me. and then you will turn against Yeontan, and then your parents, and then when we have kids you will turn against them too and th-"

taehyung stopped at the red light and reached for your hand. "I know you are loopy as hell right now and dont even know whats happening but stop talking like that, I love you and your bloody mouth. now keep the cotton in there until we get home"

you glared at him and then stared out the window.

Of course this silent treatment ended the moment you were in bed and given a bowl with vanilla ice cream in it.

taehyung came back into the room to put a more firm pillow behind your head, as well as an extra blanket over your feet. He giggled and kissed your nose, stepping back to take a picture of you under the nest of sheets.

"you look like a little squirrel" he spoke, cupping your face.

"am i a cute squirrel?" you asked

"obviously" tae moved and sat next to you, kissing your cheek before resting his head on your shoulder. "is it good?"

"so good" you smiled weakly and grabbed a spoonful to feed to him, making him open his mouth and taste it. "thank you"

you both sat quietly as you watched tv before you suddenly spoke up.

"tae"

"hm?"

"dont ever make me go back to the dentist again" you threatened, pointing the spoon at him.

"okay, noted."

a/n- I had fun writing this

#taehyung fluff #taehyung smut #taehyung #kim taehyung fanfic #kim taehyung #taehyung fanfic #taehyung drabble #taehyung series #taehyung x reader #bts fluff #bts x reader #bts smut #bts fanfic #bts

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daisies-daydreams · 9 months ago

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Okay! I’ve had this on my mind for so long now because I love your writing style but I’m kinda looking for some angst? If you’re not comfortable writing for this, I completely understand.

Anyway, idea is, Hobie being the personification of Runway Baby by Bruno Mars and fem!groupie!reader learning that the hard way. Like she falls for him, hard, and he just doesn’t pick up on it? His bandmates all warn her the moment they notice the signs, but she ignores them.

As always, I love your work and you’re a wonderful human being <3

The song in question:

Runaway Baby (Hobie Brown x F!Groupie!Reader)

Pairing: Hobie Brown x F!Groupie!Reader Category: Angst/Hurt No Comfort Warnings: Unrequited Love, Heartbreak, Depictions of Weed/Liquor, Drinking, Cheater!Hobie, Depictions of Sex (auditory only), Swearing Word Count: TBA A/N: I'm not going to lie - I never heard this song until I started to work on this request (it's a banger though!). Also, thank you so much for your kind words. 🫶

MINORS/AGELESS BLOGS DNI

You never thought you’d be here: backstage with your icon’s lean, lanky arm slung over your shoulder. The smell of alcohol and weed lingering in the air as the bandmembers of The Mary Janes lounged around with their girl of choice.

“Oi, Bunny, you wanna sip?” Hobie suddenly drawled while holding up a nearly empty bottle of whiskey. Your eyes lit up as you nodded, your heart skipping a beat as he chuckled. You watched with enlarged pupils as Hobie took a swig from the bottle. Your expression changed as he turned towards you, his cheeks puffed out a little as he tilted his head down.

You parted your lips as you laid your hands on his bare chest, the feeling of his warm body against your touch electrifying you to the core. You closed your eyes as Hobie gently spilled the liquor into your mouth, the bitter sting washing over your tongue.

“Fuckin’ hell, Hobes,” one of his band mates grunted. You gasped as Hobie swiped his tongue along your bottom lip before he cupped your chin between his long fingers.

“Such a good girl,” he purred and wiped his thumb across your lips. Your heart raced before he slowly stood up and stretched with a grunt. “Be right back. Gotta take a piss,” the guitarist grunted.

“Thank you for that vital information,” the drummer, Pinkie, said as he rolled his eyes.

“Anytime,” Hobie said with a mocking curtsey. You giggled as the tall, rugged man waltzed out of the room. You didn’t realize you were biting your lip until the bass player cleared his throat.

“Oh, she’s got it real bad,” his groupie laughed, her eyes slightly red and speech slurred.

“What?” you blinked, your earrings jingling as you moved your head. Everyone looked at each other through the thick haze of smoke.

“C’mon, (Y/N). Don’t act all coy,” Pinkie said. You furrowed your brows as your cheeks burned.

“Ya shouldn’t go after ‘im, ya know,” the bassist, Stew, lilted from another couch nearby.

“Stew,” the pretty girl sitting in his lap sighed. Your heart sank a little.

“Why shouldn’t I go after him?” you asked as your palms suddenly grew damp. A heavy silence filled the room before Pinkie sighed.

“He moves on to the next girl in the blink of an eye,” he said while snapping his fingers. Your heart dropped.

“Trust me, sweetheart. He’ll get tired of ya in the next few days and drop ya off at God knows where,” Stew said before taking a drag on his joint. Your eyes burned as you clenched your fists.

“B-But I thought-“

“Yeah, every girl does,” Stew interrupted.

"Stew!" his groupie chastised him with a harsh glare.

"What? The girl deserves to know the truth. In fact..." his voice trailed off as his words reverberated inside your head.

Every girl does.

You found yourself on your feet, your mind in a hazy blur as your throat grew dry. All eyes were on you as you stared onward with wide eyes.

"I need to get some fresh air," you mumbled before clumsily making your way out the door. The fluorescent lights dimly lit the hallway as your heartrate spiked, your lungs burning as you took quick, shallow breaths. You steadied yourself against the dull brick wall before you heard a sudden thump. You perked your head up as the noise drew you out of your fugue. You gasped when you heard another thump, followed by a harsh slap and a high-pitched moan.

Your eyes widened as you gazed a the bathroom door nearby, the sounds of wet, rhythmic slapping making your stomach churn. Your mind screamed at you to not take a step closer, knowing exactly what was happening on the other side of that thin door...and yet you found yourself slowly inching forward. Your throat tightened when you heard Hobie speak into the unknown woman's ear.

"Didn't know my favorite girl liked it this rough," he rumbled before another slap rang out from the small room. Tear instantly fell down your cheeks as you held your hands over your mouth. You barely heard the woman moan in reply as you ran down the hall. You shook your head as you screamed at yourself.

"You should've known," a nasty voice inside your head rasped as you mindlessly rushed through the labyrinth of winding hallways. The spaces around you seemed to grow tighter as you eventually tripped over your feet. Your heart stopped as you caught yourself, your palms and kneecaps burning before you could faceplant into the pavement.

You choked out a loud, heavy sob as your fingernails scraped against the grimy floor. You couldn't stop the tears falling down your burning cheeks as you trembled incessantly.

You really held onto each and every word he said - every sentence holding a special place in your heart. All those times you stayed up late while he strummed on his guitar, the countless moments where love and passion seemed to seep between your two bodies...it became empty all too quickly.

You opened your eyes when you felt your phone vibrate in your pocket. You sniffed as you slowly shifted, hissing as your scraped knees rubbed against the concrete floor. You glanced down to see your best friend calling you...someone you haven't spoken with since you hopped on that tour bus so many weeks ago. You tried to blink away several more hot tears as your phone shook in your hand. You sniffled again as you wiped at your nose before answering.

"H-Hello?" you asked. You heard your best friend pause.

"Oh my God," they breathed. Your heart clenched at their breathless words. You closed your eyes as you swallowed thickly. "(Y/N), where the hell have you been?!" your friend yelled, their voice cracking as if they were trying to hold back tears. You sniffed as you shifted in place.

"In Bristol," you replied. You heard them shuffle on the other end.

"Christ, we all thought you were dead!" they said. You flinched as you squeezed your phone.

"I-I know. I'm sorry," you apologized. You slowly blinked and tried to choke back a sob. "I...I'm sorry for never answering your texts or calls," you swallowed thickly. They sighed again before a long pause lingered between the two of you.

"It's...It's okay. I'm just glad to hear your voice again," they said. A small smile crept onto your face before another wave of anguish rolled through your chest. You gritted your teeth as you placed your other hand over your chest. "But seriously...where have you been?" they asked. You hesitantly glanced back, the bathroom door far out of sight as the tear in your heart ripped a little further. You took a deep breath as you wrapped an arm around yourself and slowly rose to your wobbling feet.

"I'll tell you all about it if you come pick me up," you stated as you tried to steady your voice. Your best friend paused again.

"When do you need me to come get you?" they asked. You fought the temptation to look back again as your throat tightened and eyes burned. You gulped and parted your lips.

"As soon as fucking possible," you replied.

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Thank you for reading ❤️

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luveline · 2 years ago

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Hi! I just want to start off by saying how much I LOVE your month of September series. It really just means so much to me. I was wondering if you are comfortable if you could write a sirius x reader where the reader has just reached one year being sh free? Totally okay if your not though!

Hi! Im so glad you love it, thank you for reading, and for your request! fem!reader, tw self harm implied

You wake up to a bouquet of roses.

Sirius is making something special by the looks of it, elbow deep in pastry and cream cheese and chopped greens. You watch him from the doorway, panicked, eyes flitting between him and the roses. Sirius gets you flowers every now and then, and each time you worry it's an anniversary or special occasion that you've forgotten and he's remembered.

He's tied his hair up in a bun against his neck haphazardly, one single curl hanging in his eyes. He blows it away.

"Good morning," you say cautiously.

He turns to look at you over his shoulder and his expression is pure lightness, a glimmering smile, entirely buffeted by a happiness you can't home.

"Good morning," he says, pleased, "barely."

"You didn't wake me up."

"I had things to do this morning," he says. He quickly finishes what he's doing, wrapping the last of what you think are spinach puffs up tightly and putting them side by side on a sheet of parchment paper. "Two seconds."

He washes all of the butter and cream cheese off of his fingers and wipes his hands on a tea towel, and you know he's wanting a hug before you've even stepped into the room. You surprise him by going over his shoulders, pulling his face against yours, fingers spread over the soft top of his head. He laughs into your ear and grabs your waist.

"Good morning," he says again, "I'm proud of you. So proud of you."

You push his face back enough to see his eyes. "For what?" you ask softly.

"It's a year today, sweetheart. Since you last hurt yourself. That's what the flowers are for, they're a congratulations." He takes a half step back, hands sliding up to your chest, fingers gracing your shoulder blades, palms over the soft dough of your back. "How are you feeling?"

You're startled. "Are you sure?"

"I'm sure."

There's a squirming shameful feeling that arises at the mere mention of self-harm, and it's almost completely derived from the social stigma of it. It's a taboo topic you aren't supposed to talk about, and Sirius saying the words so easily surprises you. Whenever you try to say it aloud yourself the words come out weak and giggly, trying to make light of a serious thing.

"Oh." Your lips stay apart, brain on catch up. "That's good."

Sirius kisses you swiftly, says, "That's more than good," into your top lip.

You hold his neck in a daze and kiss him back. He knows your mind is elsewhere and so he gets in one firm peck before pulling away completely.

"I didn't know how big of a deal it was okay to make. I kind of wanted to get you a parade, because this is… I mean, you're amazing, and I know how hard it's been for you, and I know you're always trying your best all the time." He stops abruptly. He smiles. "I love you, and I see you."

You step toward the table and cup a white rose in your hand. It's pristine, petals firm and soft and smelling stonefly of that natural rose perfume. He follows you like he's on automatic, hand falling to the space between your shoulders.

"I love you more," you promise.

You aren't sure if you're right. You love him more than you can explain, but he loves you enough to support you through the very worst part of your life, and to count the days after them, to be thankful for them.

"Thank you, Siri," you murmur, turning back around. You drop your face into his chest and cling to his torso for dear life. He strokes your hair, lips pressed to the top of your head.

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heiayen · 1 year ago

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a/n: this is what i come back with after a month of being ia. anyway this is a part of @i23kazu event and omg ying im so sorry it took me so long 😭😭😭 the prompt was healing after an argument and i decided to write for kaveh because,,, i love him. thank you. i tried hard with this fic but good lord ive been writing for ocs only lately and i completely forgot how to write fanfics. gn!reader.

To be an artist is to sacrifice something.

Your time, your body, a part of you.

And, oh, good archons, how much it hurt you to see Kaveh like this, slouched over his desk, wasting his time on an ungrateful client, pushing himself over his limits.

"Kaveh." you started, "You can't possibly be still working."

"I promised the client to give him a revised version of the project tomorrow." The exhaustion in his voice made your heart ache, "He didn't like what I gave him previously because I didn't include all of his impossible ideas!"

"But you're the architect, shouldn't what you think matter more?"

"And he's the client. I can't just disregard what he thinks!"

"But he can disregard what you think?" You blurted out in disbelief, "Kaveh, I'm begging you, for once stop putting people above your own well-being!"

And maybe that was what tipped the scale. Maybe something you said later. Maybe it was the way guilt stirred in his heart upon noticing the sheer sadness in your eyes. It pained you to watch the blond close the doors behind him. But he didn't want to argue with you, not anymore, and you didn't want to either.

Your only worry was when he would come back home.

You stayed up as long as you could, but your eyelids started to drop shut more and more. Only the rustling of the keys and the sound of the doors made you open your eyes, with the hope to see Kaveh in the doorway.

And it was him.

Not much time passed until he walked toward the couch you were sitting on, a slight wobble in his step, and not much time passed until he sat next to you, resting his head in his hands and apologies spilling past his lips.

"Oh, my sweetheart." You tugged him to your chest, hand cradling his head and softly brushing the blond locks, "You're not at fault here. Don't apologize."

No one was, you wanted to think. There was no point in putting the blame on anyone.

And when the morning came, you woke up on the very same couch you fell asleep with Kaveh in your embrace, but this time covered with a blanket and the mentioned man resting his hand on your shoulder, looking at you with slight hesitance on his face.

"I made you breakfast... and I want to apolo–"

"Shh," you shushed him, reaching out to cup his cheek, "No more baseless apologies, starlight."

He still looked exhausted and that made you think, just for how long he was already up? You gently swiped your thumb under his eye and a small smile tugged at your lips.

"Let's just talk instead, okay?"

He nodded and finally in a while, you felt warmth blossom in your chest.

"Okay."

#astronetwrk #favoniuslibrary #twilighttheatre #genshin impact x reader #kaveh x reader #ambrosial; i23kazu's 1.5k event #gender neutral reader #heia's writing

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jayflrt · 3 months ago

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🎀 update since it’s been a while

haiiiii i haven’t been on tumblr in 5ever. i feel like im only ever on here now when u update LMAO. speaking of LIVING for jay/yn. it’s AMAZE. i’m also every excited for the next update. but anywho how have you been! we haven’t spoke in forever i really can’t remember what my last update was abt so im just gonna skim thru things!

like since the start of this year ive been SUPERERRR into f1 so i made a podcast! (podcast in question is my cf on my spam account 🥸) 😅😅 i’ve always liked it because my brother did but i’ve gotten more into it. i also took a listen to romance untold and it’s SO good my favs r defff moonstruck and royalty 🔥.

lowk this summer has been chill like any other. i went to a couple parties with my friends but then after that not much happened. there’s no guy updates bc unfortunately my life is no longer a wattpad story because that was very hard on my emotions 😅😅. i’ve lowk sworn off relationships for a while. obviously not completely but i don’t know recently a friend pointed out to me that whenever im in one its very tolling on my emotions and it’s not good so i don’t want that to happened again. i was also just not in a good place when arsal/cameron/marcus happened. REST ASSURED I AM BETTER NOW!!! #weUP

about my friends it’s going nice! we’re kinda doing our own thing since it’s the summer however one of them, m (i think i name drop too comfortably on here), recently started talking (ish) to a guy and she’s kinda obsessed with him. like it’s in a weird way in where she full blown cancelled plans that we made like 5 days prior just bc she had last minute plans with him so 😃😃😃😃 i’m so happy for her!! (NOT). i have to be honest there’s nothing wrong with him other than the fact he looks like he SNUCK ONTO EARTH WHEN THEY FIRST WALKED ON THE MOON. so ��🤗🤗🤗

i have been writing a LOT more recently. like not even just because it’s kpop i don’t know i get the inspiration to write and just open a google docs document. like for instance one of them the plot is mc breaks up with sunghoon and becomes closer to heeseung but plot twist! they’re in a band and there’s DRAMAA 🔥🔥🔥. and then another one is where mc and jake r ENEMIES bc her dog tried impregnating jake’s dog at a dog park 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥. one of them is a sunghoon fic that’s heavily inspired by cmbyn (MINUS THE GROOMING) the other is a jay prank call au where he calls her bc he remembers his highschool sweetheart and she doesn’t even spare him a thought 🔥🔥🔥🔥. there’s a single dad sunghoon au somewhere in there. MY GOOGLE DOCS IS COOKING.

however i don’t think i could ever post it to tumblr. maybe one day when anyone is interested ill send in a little snippet of one of them 🤗 or dm u one of them and reveal my identity 😮😮😮😮😮😮😮. but i don’t know! i’ve tried writing on tumblr before but i was in highschool when i tried soooooo. i also think that im just too busy. maybe one day when im not so busy 🔥.

but yeah that’s really it 🤗🤗. but update me if anything cool is happening in ur life. r YOU having a hot girl summer. i also think u said you went on a trip recently (?) IDK. but pleeeekkk update me - 🎀

hihi 🎀 anon !! omg please i'm honored you're sticking around to update me 🥹 they're MUCH appreciated i love reading them <3 and thank you sm for tuning into yfi786 🥰🥰

omg i have a few friends who are super into f1 too!! the races look like they must be so fun to go to :') YKWW the close friends story podcast is always sm more fun to tune into than an actual podcast 🙂‍↕️ my fav rn is brought the heat back it's just been playing in my head 24/7 and that vocal run from jay hello!!!! moonstruck and royalty are SO good though they're definitely up there for me too

i'm glad your summer's been chill !! it's always nice to just have time to unwind before getting back to the uni grind 🥲 honestly relationships/situationships can take so much out of you mentally so i'm glad you don't have to feel that way anymore!! and im glad you get to spend the summer with your friends 💗

OMG NOOOO YOUR FRIEND NEEDS TO RUN FOR THE HILLS 😭 why would she cancel your guys plans like that?? LMFAOOO PLS we're always losing an angel to an ugly man 😞💔 no that's so upsetting tho :( i hope she gets over him he's not worth cancelling plans with friends over!!!!

omg wait SLAY 😌 the rush of writing inspiration always feels so so good and i hope it lasts a long time for you!!! HELP NOT THE DOGS MATING AT THE PARK 😭 but okay i see you grinding through those plots!!! 🔥 the google drive is being FED and oml if you ever feel like sharing,, my asks are open 🤭 also yeah that makes sense!! i don't bother with aesthetics because it's just sooo time consuming,, like don't get me wrong i'd love to have a super cute theme and stuff but it's def a lot of work :')

omg yes i went on a little trip with my friends :')) we did that thing where we pulled our vacation plan out of a hat LMFAO but it was fun!! i'm very sick of flying tho! 🫤 NO hot girl summer just hot corporate slave summer 😩 i have been trying to pick up new hobbies though because i just dropped my habit of doomscrolling on tiktok 🤧

#💌 : love notes #🎀 anon

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i have no idea why i only just now decided to follow u on tumblr because not all that glitters is gold is literally one of the best fanfics ive ever read. it has to be in my top 3. its been my favorite ever since i had first read it in like december. everytime i get a notification that u have updated, its literally pure dopamine!!

i absolutely adore the mc. shes amazing and i loveee her. but damn girly has been through soooo much in such a short time, she really needs a break. like i have a list of all the things shes been through in my notes💀. the fact that she has to bare all her pain on her own, after so much trauma, just makes me sooo sad </3, like let me give her a hug.

anyway the enemies to lovers situation thats going on between her and woo is literally superior omggg. him slowly starting to care about her🤭🤭, the slowburn is immaculate!!! literally has me giggling and kicking my feet. its too good. i will forever stand by the opinion that nobody can write better enemies to lovers than fanfic writers!!!

san is 100% my favorite character. im literally obsessed with him omgg. the way hes just so strong and masculine while also being so fucking kind and empathetic to the mc??? so manly while being such a sweetheart??? literally the greenest flag ever. its just so attractive, like i want him😫. (and if he does have red flags, im ignoring them btw.) so yes i think im in love with him.

im very much looking forward to future updates. thank you for creating this story, its truly a masterpiece!! love u!!

omg one of your favourites?? stop i'm a pile of mush and fuzzy feelings right now. fortunately, I'm posting the next chapter today so I hope the dopamine is extra good after the months i have left you in waiting LMAO.

but please the mc list??? you gotta drop me an ask with it because even I am curious to see it all laid out 💀 homegirl has really been through it.

I'm glad you're appreciating the slow-burn, it's been extremely fun and satisfying to write. + i completely agree about san. I know I wrote him, but I'm in love with him too. how can u not be, it's san.

you're the sweetest. I truly love asks like this, and I can't wait to hear more of your thoughts and feelings going forward (but seriously pls drop the list of what mc has gone through im begging) <333

#slutkoo #asks #natgig feedback

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youngpettyqueen · 2 years ago

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hi! just saw your rb about the fanfic director's cut soooo I'll just drop a ⭐ (and thanks for writing the sick hawk fic, hope you're getting well, too!)

hiya!! and thanks so much, im doing leagues better, the covid's gone and im pretty much back to normal. it was brutal, but luckily for me it was short-lived

ill use the sickfic for rambling purposes, cause I love it a lot. specifically this section-

"Trapper huffs softly, unable to stop a crooked smile of his own from creeping up on his face. Hawkeye’s right- he’ll be fine in a couple days, back to bouncing around camp, terrorizing the Majors, and putting people back together like puzzles. Still… it’s hard not to worry when he’d worked himself to the point of collapse.

Hard not to worry when he can’t shake the feeling he should’ve done more.

“I’ll never stop worryin’ about you,” He tells him, getting close to a bit too sincere for the tone of the conversation they’re having, “That’s my job. Anything else I can get you, sweetheart? I’ve got post-OP duty in…” He checks his watch, “5 minutes, and you know how cranky Frankie gets when I’m late.” That’s a complete lie, seeing as he was due in post-OP 15 minutes ago, but Hawkeye doesn’t need to know that."

I went for a very soft tone with this fic specifically because I was feeling very unwell and wanted to keep things light and fluffy, but I still wanted some emotional element to this so I decided to keep it brief and contained to this section. the goal was to acknowledge that Trapper was worried, is still worried, without letting that worry dominate everything and make this into something angsty

I think there's just a lack of Trapper taking care of Hawkeye content overall, but really. I just love Trapper taking care of Hawkeye. this isnt my first time writing it, and it won't be my last, but I did specifically want to write it for Carry On, Hawkeye both because I just felt sick and miserable and wanted to project comfort to help with my mood, but also because its just one of my favourite episodes. there's that short scene where Trapper tries to get up out of bed so that he can help Hawkeye out when he knows he needs it, but he cant because he's too sick, and he has to just lie back down while Hawkeye has to go and, well, carry on. its a very short scene, but its a very good one for showing Trapper's protective/caring streak when it comes to Hawkeye, and its what I latched onto for this particular section

in my head here Trapper is worried, and he's upset that he couldn't do more, but for now he's just focusing on taking care of Hawkeye because that's the best he can do. he'd rather focus on what he can do rather than what he couldn't do. he's trying to avoid really thinking about how bad he feels about the whole thing, cause he knows that isnt going to help anybody right now, but some of it still slips through here. hence there's a brief moment of something very tender and sincere that doesnt quite match up with the rest of the conversation, because Trapper cant really help himself in the moment, and it quickly passes because he's still avoiding dealing with everything he's feeling

it didnt make it into the fic itself but there was a scene that explained that Hawkeye's in the Swamp because he refused to stay down in post-OP and kept trying to check on patients because he was really anxious about anything he might've missed in his sick state. there was gonna be a lot more Trapper reflecting on Hawkeye's resiliency and devotion to the point of detriment, with him thinking about how he had to carry Hawkeye out and to the Swamp after one of the nurses came to get him cause Hawkeye collapsed trying to check on a kid, but it felt so much like the other Hawkeye/Trapper fic ive posted (lay your weary head to rest) and clashed so much with the tone I was going for with the rest of the fic that I ultimately scrapped it

but yeah this fic was both to make me feel better and to find a way to write something fluffy and tender with a hint to more emotional depth underneath. I wanted it to be light and easy to read, but to hint at that worry I think Trapper felt, and some of that blame im sure he put on himself for how bad it got, without overpowering how soft and light the tone was supposed to be. overall im really pleased with the result, and im impressed that its even coherent cause again I was. very very sick when I wrote it

#mash #fic bitching #I might incorporate that deleted scene into another Hawkeye/Trapper WIP I have #hint hint wink wink nudge nudge #because that WIP is meant to be a lot more emotional #but this one was meant to be light and fluffy and a quick read #so it just didnt fit very well

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h4rring1on · 2 years ago

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Could you write a fic where Eddie and reader have been dating for a little bit but Eddie wants to keep it a secret and reader thinks he’s like embarrassed to be dating her and gets upsets but then he admits he just wanted to keep it a secret bc he didn’t want her getting bullied. because he’s “the freak” of the school. Sorry if this is stupid it just randomly popped in my brain and I haven’t stop thinking about it.

warnings: swearing, angst to fluff, idk what else but please tell me if i missed something!

pairing: eddie munson x reader

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you and eddie have been dating for around 3 months now, you started out friends, but it lead to more. and you’ve never been happier

but the thing is, nobody really knows about you two. eddie said he wanted to keep it a secret and you went with it, you didn’t mind at first, but a lot of thoughts started going through your head

why would he possibly want to keep it a secret? you managed to convince yourself it was some totally reasonable thing, but then it got worse when he started denying even seeing you at school

you were okay with it since it was a secret, but more thoughts went through your head and you couldn’t deal with it anymore. it was pretty clear why he wanted to so badly keep it secret.

you had told him to meet you in your secret spot near the woods at lunch and he said okay, thinking you were gonna just hang out like always

“hey baby” he said as he walked towards you and kissed you

“hey” you lightly smiled but it quickly faded. “we need to talk”

his face dropped slightly as he sat down with you, “what’s going on?” he asked, worry consuming him, only thinking the worst.

“i can’t do this anymore” you said

“w—what?” he breathed out

“i cant with this anymore!” you snapped as you motioned to yourself and him, “you—i can’t do this secret shit anymore, i already know why and i don’t want to deal with it anymore”

“y—you do?” he furrowed his eyebrows

“it’s getting a little old, and i’m not stupid! your moves aren’t that clever, and don’t fly over my head. i know. when you deny us even knowing each other, refusing to interact with me, not even romantically! i just…” you sighed as you tried to blink your tears away, but it didn’t work, “im tired of being the girl you’re so embarrassed of that you can’t even tell people you know me” you continued in a low voice while your tears streamed down your cheeks

“sweetheart” he said as he held your hand, “i could never be embarrassed of you! it’s the complete opposite! i mean…i’d love to tell people about you, and show you off. but…” he paused for a second and looked away, “i don’t want you to be the embarrassed one…going out with the freak…everyone will hate you, and say mean things and i just—i don’t want you to deal with that like i did” he sighed

“what?” you knit your eyebrows, you gently held his chin and turned him to face you, “you really think i care? you think i care about what stupid jason has to say? or some other meat head idiot, i only care about you and that’s what matters. i want us to be together…no matter what the others say, i only want you, eddie”

“really?” he said and you chuckled

“i mean…i can just find some other metal head—“

“hmm no” he said, “nobody can replace me, i’m too metal”

“way too metal” you giggled and gave him a kiss

#stranger things 4 #eddie munson #stranger things x reader #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson x female reader #eddie munson x plus size reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson angst #eddie my love <3

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sagegr33n · 3 years ago

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Dont mind me just thinking about mean jock kiribaku who loves to torment the cute geek in their class, they can do whatever to you because whos going to stop them?

yes because i too want nothing more than to be sandwiched between those two horny meatheads .

Cw-non/dubcon, Bullying, Sadism , fem/afab reader,smut, not proofread

There's literally nothing sweet little nerdy you can do about it either. There star players on the schools football team and you're well aware that the schools administrators are willing to to turn a blind eye to any trouble the boys cause, even if that trouble is forcing their cocks down your throat or into your cunt whenever they feel like it.

Jock Bakugou! will definitely trick you into coming to his house after school under the pretense of helping him with an assignment he's been struggling on. Grinning like a manic wolf when Hes finally got you behind closed doors, trapped like a bunny with no where to go.

" Ah shut the fuck up , dont start that crying shit, y'know it just gets me off more " The blonde sneers as you squirm in his grasp. "Thought your dumbass was s'possed to be smart"

I just know mean jock kiri pretends to be a nice guy, he'll scoop you up after Bakugo's done reeking havoc on your poor little pussy and offer you his sentiments, sentiments you probably would take comfort if not for the way the redhead's hand always slides into your pants as you sob in his lap .

When he pulls his your panties to the side you're certain He's not as bad as his friend, he's worse.

" Katsuki's always so rough with you huh sweetheart?, Kirishima asks , fingers trailing over the waistband of your pants, " Hes such a brute, dosent know you gotta be gentle with sweet things like you.

You wince at the feeling of his fingers pushing into your sore pussy.

"Im not like that though" He smiles , the image of his sharp teeth sending shivers down your back.

Theyre definitely horrible apart, but together there a force to be reckoned with. It becomes a competition of who can torment their cute little geek the most . Jock Kirishima 's nice guy façade drops completely and Bakugo's sadism expands ten fold.

"Open you're fucking mouth!" The redhead growls, nails digging into the side of your face . You gag as he hits the back of your throat again, jerking away.

"Y're so fucking selfish, Me n Katsuki need this to blow off some steam before the game " Kirishima spits yanking you by the hair right back onto his cock. " Dont you want us playing our best so we can win for you"

Your stomach lurches at idea that the two sick fucks thought they were playing for you.

"Maybe the little shit would act right if we fucked her in the middle of the field. " Katsuki's suggests, the mushroom head of his cock grazing at your entrance.

You were bent over a locker room bench , palms raw from the friction of the concreate and jaw sore from Kirishma's constant thrusting .

" slut would like that though, fucking Exhibitionist" Kiri asnwers brushing your hair out of your face.

"No- no n'm no-t" You start to whimper around kirishima's length but the sudden intrusion of Bakugo's cock inside of you knocks the air of your lungs.

"Ah whats the matter little bitch ? " Bakugou groans rutting into you

You dont have to see him to picture the shit eating grin he know doubt has on his face " Dont want the rest of the school knowing what a total slut the quite little teacher's pet really is?

Katuski was jackhammering into now, the tip of his cock kissing your cervix , trying to push past it

" Ah he's just joking sweetcheeks" Kirishima beams down at you, "There's now way we'd let anyone else see our pretty little nerd like this, only for f-uck only for us."

Lord the big horny is consuming me ,

anyways notes and repost are always welcome and to check out more of my writing hit up the slutshop

#tw noncon #black!reader #x black reader #kiribaku smut #yandere kiribaku #kirishima x black reader #bakugo x black reader #kirishima smut #bakugou smut #mha x female reader #mha smut #afab reader #smutgalore3 #bnha smut #bakugou katsuki smut #bakugou x you #bakugou x reader

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serenity-songbird · 2 years ago

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200 Followers Special!!!

I'm gone for how long and I see all these new people?!

Holey Cow!!!

Thank y'all so much for your support and love.

I greatly appreciate y'all.

Kyle was freaking the fuck out.

How could he have been so careless?

He should've planned better.

...But it's not not like he planned for it to happen...I mean it was a spur of the moment kind of thing.

No.

No excuses.

He fucked up.

All his plans for the future completely down the drain. He wasn't even 18 yet for goodness sake! It was still two months until he was supposed to become an adult!

He should write his will now.

Because his mother was going to kill him before he could make it that far.

"K-Kyle?" You grabbed the sleeve of his jacket and he snapped his head towards you. He was so lost in his mind that he forgot you were there.

He instantly felt guilty for ignoring you when he saw the tears streaming down your face. He should have considered how you were feeling. You were probably more terrified than he was.

The 3 white sticks were still in your hand. All were reading positive. You were shaking and clenching onto his jacket.

"A-are you going to leave me?"

He blinked.

"What?"

"I-I mean, we were just talking about all of our plans for the future a-and now all of that is going to change. You got a scholarship to Harvard for fuck's sake! Y-you can't go to Harvard with a b-b-baby!" You dropped the sticks and clenched onto his jacket with both your hands as his eyes widened. "I don't know what to do!!!"

"(Y/N)..."

"I-I can't do this alone!" You were sobbing.

"(Y/N)."

"O-Our parents are gonna kill us!" You were starting to hyperventilate.

"(Y/N)!"

"P-please don't leave me!" You looked like you were going to pass out.

"(Y/N)!!!" He had to yell your name as he grabbed your shoulders to steady you. You flinched back as the volume of his voice. He felt bad for having to scare you, but he had to calm you down. "Breathe, Sweetheart. You need to breathe."

He pulled you into his chest and rubbed your back. He shooshed you and swayed back and forth to calm you down. You were sobbing and hiccuping into his chest. He ran his fingers through your hair and rubbed your scalp.

"I'm not going to leave you, Sweetheart...Why would you think that? I'm not that irresponsible."

"B-Because you're always t-talking about h-how you're g-going to be successful and put your all into school s-so you can get a g-good job a-and that nothing i-is going to distract you from your g-goal. B-but a b-b-baby i-is a really big distraction and we were already talking about b-breaking up because of the distance and and-"

"Ssshhh. Hey. What did I say about breathing?" He had to cut you off because you started hyperventilating again. "I'm not going to leave you. Yes, this does change a lot of things, but I'm not going to abandon you. Okay? Im scared too, but we will work this out together."

Is he still terrified?

Usually, you're the one who calms him down. I mean, he still has major anger issues and you're the only one that can stop him from blowing up.

But now, he is the one consoling you.

Absolutely.

He is freaking out as much as you are, but he needs to be strong for you.

Yes, you two were considering breaking up because your goals were just too different.

Make no mistake, he didn't want to break up. He loved you so much it hurt. But a long distance relationship took a lot of work. Plus, with school, homework, and the time distance; it only made it even more challenging.

That's why as the days edged closer to graduation and leaving for college, you had planned to spread as much time together as possible.

It's what also lead to this outcome...

Yet, he would never regret that night.

You were so beautiful in your dress. It was the Winter Festival right before Christmas break. He wasn't a dancer, but he couldn't say no to you. He held you so close as you swayed back and forth. You laughter, your smile, the way your eyes glimmered in happiness...It was all ingrained into his mind.

You both had managed to sneak away from everybody else. You didn't plan to have sex. You just wanted a moment to yourselves.

It was a beautiful night. He took you out for a drive in your car and parked at the cliff that over looked the town.

Your Uncle Jimbo gifted you his red pick-up truck after you got your license. It was in the back of the truck where you two lay. You lined the back with blankets and pillows. You were curled up next to him, tracing circles on his chest while you two talked about anything and everything all at once.

The winter air wasn't too cold for once and the heat between your bodies as well as the blankets and heater near your feet kept you warm. The ground had about an inch or two of the snow and the sky was clear. You counted the stars and admired the full moon.

The day that you would have to part was drawing nearer and it hurt. He savored every bit of that night.

He gently grabbed your chin guiding you into a kiss. He had put every ounce of love and admiration into a passionate kiss. Every word that was left unspoken between you two was poured into that kiss.

He was just so in love with you and you loved him equally as much. The kiss grew more heated in the moment. His hands gripped your waist so tightly as he readjusted his position so he was over you. He took your hands in his and held them on either side of your head.

Your tongues danced in unison and he deepened the kiss. Your breath mingled with his. His right hand tangled itself in your hair and readjusted your head back so he could leave kisses on you neck.

The moment you moaned as he sucked a sensitive part of your neck, all rational flew out the window.

Despite dating for three years, you two had never had sex before. It's not that he didn't want to, it was just that he wanted to respect you and not take advantage of you.

That, and your brother would kill him if he found out...

But the sound of your moans and the way your beauty glowed in the moonlight, had him hooked.

He didn't think about the consequences of putting it in without a condom. He didn't think about the fact that your family would kill him for taking your innocence away.

All that was on his mind was the way you made him feel and what he wanted to do to you. He hadn't even left the town yet and he already knew how much he would miss you and how much it would hurt. He wanted every piece of you before he left.

So, he stole your virginity and gave you his in return.

And it felt, oh so good.

Even in this moment, knowing that it resulted in you pregnancy, he still couldn't bring himself to regret it.

Did he wish he used a condom?

Yeah...Yeah.

But what's done is done.

The next step is getting past it and figuring out what to do.

He had moved you over to the couch and cradled you. He pressed kisses into you head as he calmed you down.

Despite the fear, he also felt a bit...relieved?

Not that he wanted to have a baby this early... But this means that he had an exucse to keep you by his side forever.

Now that you were tied to him forever, he didn't need to feel jealous thoughts of another man claiming you as his own. Now you would be forever his.

He held you tighter.

Whenever he thought about the future, he always imagined you there with him. He dreamt of marrying you one day. Now, thanks to this, it may actually happen.

Did he sound a bit possessive?

Maybe.

But he really, really loved you.

You had finally calmed down a bit and wiped your face. He passed you the tissue box on the side table and you wiped away all your snot and tears.

Kyle was glad that his parents and little brother weren't home right now. It allowed you both to have a moment to take in everything.

"I-I don't have a clue on what we are supposed to do." You stated in between sniffles.

"...Me neither, but we'll figure it out." He paused before releasing one of his worries. "Y-You're not thinking of getting rid of it...are you?" You pulled away from him in shock.

"What?! No! Of course not!" Your face morphed into hurt. "A-Are you saying you want me to?!"

"No! Of course I don't! I just wanted to make sure you didn't either!" He breathed a sigh of relief.

A moment of silence passed between you too. You head lay on his shoulder and you sat on his lap. Your legs wrapped around his back and your arms draped around his neck. You clung onto him like a koala, but he didn't mind. He just rubbed Circles on your back.

The silence wasn't awkward or bad. It was just a moment of really taking in the news and figuring out what to do next.

He sighed in frustration and buried his face in your neck, pestering small kisses here and there. The Winter Festival was held December 19th. Today was March 26 sooo, you were about nine weeks.

You didn't have to tell everyone right away. Just keep it a secret til you had a more concrete plan.

Yeah.

Plus...You both needed to prepare yourself for the wrath of you parents...

He wondered how Stan would react.

...

And Shelly too...

Oh shit!

Stan was going to fucking kill him.

He didn't know which one he was more terrified of.

You were the youngest twin and Stan and Shelly had always been overprotective over you. He didn't want to imagine the anger they would feel from the news.

He needs to prepare for that too...

A month had passed since you told him the news. By now you both had formed a more solid plan. Luckily for him, Harvard was offering virtual classes.

As for you, you were planning to attend a nearby community college that allowed you to get your bachelor's in (job).

He had applied for a job at a nearby warehouse that payed $16.23 per hour which was pretty decent. He had lucked out.

You were a very artsy person, so you created crafts, paintings, sewed some easy outfits, along with pillows and toys, etc. Your friends really helped spread the word and a lot of people had begun to requests items.

The most money you received from one item was a large, colorful painting that was sold at $80. The average prices for things you sold were between $10-$50 depending on what the customer wants.

Honestly, you were raining in some cash. And he was relieved that it wasn't hazardous to your health. He doesn't know what he'd do if you got a job at a restaurant or fast food place. (He had to talk you out of it because he insisted that you would be overworked. Plus what if you slipped on a stray piece of food and got hurt)?

Kyle was very doting on you. He always made sure you were okay and taking care of yourself. If you craved something at 1 A.M. he would literally drive to the 24 hour to buy it for you. He made sure you were eating a lot of fruits and veges and taking your vitamins. He literally had a whole ass meal plan and notes of what was okay to eat and what wasn't.

Always put reminders on his phone for your appointments so you could go together. The first ultrasound was a...ride to say the least. When the doctor said you were having twins, he nearly passed out.

Thinking back, he probably should have expected it. Twins ran in your family. Hell, you were a twin.

So far no one suspected anything. Stan was curious as to why Kyle was being more protective than usual, but shrugged it off thinking it was because he was going to leave soon.

Today was the day you would announce your pregnancy to the family. You did your research, came up with a gameplan, and had started saving money.

You both were really nervous.

Your family does monthly game nights and tonight Kyle's family would be joining.

You decided to tell them then since everyone would be together.

Can wait to see this shitshow...

You held the UNO cards in your hand, looking between your father and brother with an annoyed look. They were going back and forth saying that the other was cheating.

"How many UNO draw cards do you have!? I have 28 cards now, Stan! 28!!!" You dad shook the cards to emphasize. "There is no way there is that much draw cards! At least pull out an UNO reverse card and use those draw cards on Kyle!" Stan rolled his eyes.

"Dad. It's just a game. Relax. Besides I'm pretty sure we used all the reverse cards." Stan gestured to the pile of used cards.

You tuned them out and whisper-yelled in Kyle's ear.

"They do this every month! Every. Single. Time." Kyle tilted his head to you.

"Game nights get pretty intense, huh? Knowing your dad, it's not surprising..."

You huffed in frustration and pinched the bridge of your nose.

Neither of you have been able to get a word in to reveal the news and you were getting more annoyed by the hour.

It's not that you were looking forward to their reactions. Which you definitely were not.

It's just that you both wanted to finally get it off your chests and get it over with. Plus, with your raging hormones, your mood swings were terrible. It didn't help that the nausea and vomiting still haven't gone away and you were constantly going to the bathroom multiple times a day.

Seriously, how long was this going to take?

"A lion! Rain! Dancer!" Ike was shouting excitedly.

"Ballerina!?" Mrs. Shelia was confused.

"Uh, waves?" And Kyle was just over it.

You were now playing Charades and Mr. Gerald was trying to demonstrate an octopus.

He wasn't doing so good.

Your families had split up into two teams. Since you were the odd one out, you offered to be score keeper as well as the one to assign what the families had to guess. You didn't feel like moving around too much.

It had been two hours and this was the last game.

You still hadn't told the news.

Despite the minor arguing and extreme competitiveness, it was actually pretty fun.

Watching Mr. Gerald try and demonstrate an octopus was quite entertaining and you laughed a few times.

Then an idea sprung up.

If you couldn't get a word in...Maybe you could act it.

You scribbled a message on the board before crossing your hands into a T.

"Time out! I want to play now. Kyle, take the board and scribble something I can act."

Kyle rose an eyebrow at you before getting up and taking the clipboard. "Okay." He looked down about to erase the board, but paused as he read the message. He gave you a deadpan look before shrugging and following the instructions you wrote.

He pretended to write and showed you the board. You took a moment to cross you arms in thought and nodded. (You had to make it seem you were thinking).

"Okay. This one is a 2 word sentence. Timer starts now." Kyle informed your team and flipped the hourglass upside down.

Immediately, you started to point at yourself.

"Chest!" Randy abruptly shouted.

You shook your head. You patted your chest.

"Heart?" Stan guessed. Again you shook your head. You raised both hands to point at yourself in a downwards motion.

"You!" Sharon snap her finger. You nodded while twirling your hand to convey to build upon the word.

"You're." Shelly hit it right on the head. Growing up, you two had gotten used to using hand motions at each other. When you'd help each other sneak out of the house without your parents knowing.

You clapped and nodded excessively. Halfway there. Kyle, knowing how your father is, had already moved farther from the group and closer to the bathroom. He had to make a quick break so he could lock himself in there so he'd live to see another day. Hopefully.

You then patted your stomach.

"You're hungry." Stan started. You shook your head. Then your stomach growled. You blushed.

"Okay well I'm still right. I don't know how you're still hungry though. We just ate." Stan joked. You gave him an annoyed look and shushed him. You tried patting your stomach again.

"Your stomach hurts!"

"Randy that's three words..."Sharon rolled her eyes before taking her guess. "You're full?"

You shook your head once again. You then hugged your stomach.

"You're cramping." Shelley mused.

You shook your head more. You hummed before taking your arms and made it seem like you were cradling something back and forth.

You're family just looked at you blankly.

"Oh my- I thought my dad was the worst at this, but you're really toping the cake, (Y/N)." Kyle shook his head while laughing.

"Hey! I wasn't that bad!" Gerald pouted to himself.

"Bubby. Why are you all the way over there?"

"Yeah Dude, you can some closer." Stan gave him a confused look.

"I'm taking precautions."

"Precautions for what?" Ike questioned his brother.

"Nevermind him! We just need one more point to win! (Y/N)! Hurry up!"

You huffed. Luckily, during their bickering, you got an idea on how to better convey you pregnancy. You cupped a circle from the top of your abdomen to the bottem to demonstrate a large belly.

"You're fat!" Stan pointed at you. You glared at Stan.

"Don't look at me like that! You're portraying a big belly, what else could it be?!"

"Pregnant! You're pregnant!" Sharon jumped up and pointed.

"Yes! That's right! I'm pregnant." The hourglass emptied signifying your family's win.

Kyle was now holding the handle of the open bathroom door, watching.

"Hot damn! We won. The answer was she's pregnant. The Marsh's win again!" Randy fist bumped the air.

Then...silence...

"Wait...What?"

Everyone in the room whipped their heads towards you, damn near breaking their necks in the process.

You stood there was a nervous smile, holding up the pregnancy tests and ultrasound pictures up for all to see.

"Sssuuupriiissse???..."

Sharon, being the closest to you snatched the pictures immediately.

"These...these are real. You'reactually pregnant!? And...with TWINS!!!" She snapped her head in shock and disbelief with a hint of anger.

"Whatwhatwhat!!!" Sheila screeched.

All heads then turned to Kyle who stood one foot in the door like a deer in headlights.

"Ooohhh. That's what you meant by precautions." Ike figured out.

Stan was the first one jump up and stomp menacingly towards Kyle..

"Kyle what the fuck!?!?!?" Kyle dashed into the bathroom and locked it. Despite Stan getting up first, Randy was the one immediately knocking at the door, pissed up.

"You got my daughter pregnant?!?!?! How dare you touch my little girl!!!"

"Dad! I'm 17! I'm not little anymore!"

"Oh, so you're old enough to get pregnant?! (Y/N), this completely irresponsible! What were you thinking!?!?!? What about college and you're future?!?!?!" Sharon took a step to you and you stepped back.

"I'm pregnant! You can't hit a pregnant woman. You wouldn't harm a baby, would you?"

She scoffed, knowing you were right, but still too pissed and wanting to smack you upside the head.

"Get out of there, you turd! Face us and get your ass beat like a man!" Shelley roared.

"I cannot believe this?! Out of all the people in the town, my son was the first one to become a father! Kyle, I did not raise you like this!"

"Your mother is right, Kyle! I know you two are getting older and it was bound to happen, but you could've at least used protection or birth control or at least pull out!!!" Gerald swiped his hand over his face in exasperation.

"No no no. Abstinence!!! My little girl shouldn't ever be touched by any man at all!!!"

"Oh come one, Randy. That's a bit unrealistic. They are turning 18 soon. It was going to happen someday..."

"Mind you're damn business, Gerald! It was probably your son who corrupted her innocent little mind and forced her into it!"

"What?!?!?! I would never do that!!!" Kyle screeched from behind the door.

"Whoa!!! Dad, no, that is not what happened! It was consensual!!! Geez, why would you say that?!"

"Excuse me!!!" Shelia blanched.

"Hey, that is WAY off line, Randy! Who the hell do you think you are to say that. You're daughter is probably the one who seduced him and threw herself at him!!!"

"Throw herself at him?! (Y/N) would never!" Sharon stood in front of you.

"Now who's the one way off line, Gerald? My daughter is too innocent to be like that!"

"Innocent enough to get pregnant?"

"That's it!"

"Hold on! Can't we be civilized about this?!" You tried to intervene, but it fell of dead ears.

"How could you do this, Kyle?! I thought you were my best friend!"

"I am your best friend! It just happened in the spur of the moment. We didn't plan it!"

"Oh please. You were probably waiting for it to happen and took the opportunity to finally do all the perverted things you wanted to her!" Shelley spat at him.

"What? No! What kind of person do you take me for?!"

Soon everyone in the room was yelling over each other trying to out scream the other. You were trying to get everyone to calm down, Kyle was trying to explain that he wasn't a pervert, both of your parents were now fighting each other, and Stan and Shelley were trying to break down the door to kick Kyle's ass.

You were sure the neighbors could hear the commotion and by tomorrow the whole town would know your business.

Your hormones starting taking over and your anxiety took hold of you.

'I'm an idiot! Why did I think of making a game out of this. I ruined everything. This is all my fault! Now Kyle's going to be hated by my family and his family is going to hate me! I'm so stupid. What if they forbid me from ever seeing him again? What if I have to raise the twins by myself? Oh goodness...what if they make me get rid of them?'

You back away from everyone covering your ears trying to fight the tears.

Your thoughts were clouding your judgment and making you start to hyperventilate. You shook and fell to your knees curling into a ball.

'I-I can't do that...I'd never be able to live with myself. What if when I say no, they kick me out of the house? Would they do that? I disappointed them...And Kyle's parents are disappointed in him too. What if we both get kicked out?! What would we do then?!"

You shut your eyes and tried to tune them out. But they were too loud. The voices mingled together into one noise to where you could no longer distinguish who was saying what.

Just as you started to get dizzy, someone removed your hands over your ears and replaced them with headphones.

Suddenly, the yelling stopped. All you could here was calming classical music drowning out everything else.

You slowly looked up to see Ike giving you a worried look. You hadn't realized, he was the only one who didn't get involved in the fight.

Instead, he comforted you and wiped your tears. He smiled awkwardly at you, silently telling you it was okay.

The music and Ike's calming back rubs eased your form. Soon, your breathing slowed and you no longer felt the need to puke.

At least Ike still liked you. Ike had always viewed you as an older sister. In times where Kyle wasn't around and he really needed someone, you were there. When he was being bullied at the park by 6th graders, you were there to kick the crap out of them and scared them off. You supported him just as much as Kyle did. Sometimes, you even helped him when he got in trouble with his parents and stepped in with an alibi about why he had gotten home late.

That's why the pre-teen decided he would support you both now. Because you were always there to back him up. It was his turn to stand up to protect you.

He handed you a tissue and you blew your nose. Once you were calmed enough and your tears were dry he helped you up and sat you down on the couch.

"Thank you, Ike." You sniffed. " You're a great kid." He smiled at you.

"Well, I wouldn't want anything to happen to my big sister and niece/nephew. You are my family, afterall." He stated as a matter of fact.

You shot him a grateful smile. You went to take off the headphones, but he stopped you.

"You might want to keep the headphones on." You tilted your head at him in confusion.

Then, Ike pulled out an airhorn out from his pocket.

What the-Where'd he pull that out from?

{Ike: I materialized it out of thin air thanks to the convenience of fanfiction.

Serenity: Damn it, Ike! Stop breaking the 4th Wall!!!}

Ignoring author-chan, Ike covered his ears as his blow the airhorn.

The loud, awful sound silenced all people in the room as they held their ears in pain.

"Enough!!! Can't you see you're stressing them out?! (Y/N) and Kyle are already stressed as it is. All this fighting isn't going to help anyone. Yeah, they made a mistake. Nothing is going to change the fact that they are having a baby. Or two. So the least we could do its figure out what to do next and support them in any way we can. So why don't we all stop yelling and insulting each other and figure this out?"

"Figure what out!? Kyle-" Ike blew the horn again to inturrupt Stan.

"Oh come on! He-" He blew it again when Randy yelled.

"Ike! You put that-" He blew it again at Shelia.

"You'd better stop-" He inturrupted Gerald.

"Anytime someone yells or begins to argue I'm blowing the horn. Let's all sit down like civilized people and talk this out rationally."

"Rationally?! Why I ought to-" There goes the horn again towards Shelley.

"Will you please stop?!" Sharon covered her ears in pain as she practically begged him.

"I will stop once everyone sits down and calms down." All the adults looked at the 12-year-old menacingly.

Ike proudly stood his ground without wavering in fear at the mean looks he was receiving.

Eventually, they all sat down after a few more honks.

You had to knock on the door and lead Kyle out. You walked in front of him with your arms spread out to protect him as you both sidestepped to the opposite side the room. Neither of you broke eye contact at the pack of wolves who were staring at the two of you like you were their next meal. Ike had to honk the horn a few more times because your dad, brother, and sister nearly pounced on him.

It was a slow process, but you were able to have a proper talk about the situation.

It was a long couple hours.

You and Kyle told your family about the new college plan, your new jobs, and how much money you had already saved.

They were pleased that your scholarships would not go to waste and that you both were already succeeding financially.

You family was impressed at your art skills and how much they had improved. Your father was already making plans on you using your skills to advertise Tegridy Farms™ and making brand made T-shirts. Everyone else in the room rolled their eyes except you who sparkled in excitement to do new projects and get your work out in the public more.

Like Father like Daughter...

After a long scolding from your parents, it was time to go. (You wouldn't let anyone leave until everyone apologized for all the awful things they said and to take them back. Luckily, it helped ease the tension and bad blood).

All in all, everything turned out somewhat okay. Things eventually went back to normal once everyone accepted the reality and forgave each other.

Just as you predicted, your nosy neighbors heard the ruckus and didn't hesitate to tell everyone and their mom about your pregnancy.

This totally pissed off you parents.

At school the next day, the other kids were giving you looks. You still hadn't known that they knew, so you, Kyle, and Stan were confused at all the attention.

Wendy and Cartman, surprisingly, ran up to you three together with Kenny and Bebe trailing behind.

"(Y/N)! Sweetie! Say it's not true!" Wendy gently grabbed your hands in desperation.

"It's not true obviously! Why would anyone want to do that with a Jew? Especially Kyle. Fucking gross man! We all know Kyle is paying (Y/N) to be with him. Don't worry, (Y/n). We know the truth. You're safe, you don't have to pretend anymore."

"Shut the fuck up, Fatass! Nobody's paying anybody. And what are you both even talking about?!" Kyle pushed Cartman off him.

"Mmph mmm Hmm! (Dude, it's all over the school! People are saying (Y/N)'s pregnant!)" Kenny's muffled words had you widening your eyes.

"Is it true, girl? Did you finally lose your innocence? Without telling me? Girl, if you had asked for advice I would've given you a condom!!! Its Sex-Ed 101!!!" Your shocked face quickly morphed into annoyance at Bebe's spiel.

"Whoa whoa whoa!!! What the fuck?!?!?! We literally just found out last night. How did the whole town find out so quickly. Did you tell people before you told your own families?!" Stan glared at the two of you.

"No!!! I didn't tell anyone besides our families! I swear! You guys were the first we told! Unless-"

"I didn't tell anyone else either!!! How the fuck does everyone know?!" Kyle inturrupted you to yell his response.

"O.M.G. It is true!!! Kyle you sly dog!!! Knocking her up so she couldn't leave you. How scandalous!!!" Bebe was way too excited about this new revelation.

"Damn Kyle. You finally let the possessiveness out, huh? Just couldn't let that sweet ass go, huh? You sly son of a bitch." Kenny took off his hood to poke fun at Kyle. He was joking of course. Unlike the others, he knew you two had sex and wasn't suprised . (He was bringing his own date to do the exact same thing, but quickly figured out the spot was taken).

"That is not what I did!" Kyle blushed bright red, ignoring the fact that he did think that thought in the beginning, and Stan gagged.

"Oh, (Y/N)...You poor thing. Kyle, I expected more out of you! How could you?!" Wendy hugged you protectively.

Cartman stepped back in shock when you confirmed the truth. It wasn't until Wendy spoke that he snapped back to reality.

"No...It can't be. NOOO!!!" Cartman dramatically fell to the ground. "We can't have more Jersey Ginger Jews in this town. You sick bastard, Kyle! How dare you take advantage of such an innocent soul! This is it, isn't it?! You're master plan to take over the Skool, no the entire United States!!! You'll force everyone to bow down to you. You're going to force everyone to become dirty Jews and dye their hair red!"

Cartman pushed Wendy out of the way and roughly grabbed your shoulders, scaring the shit out of you. "It's okay, (Y/N)!!! We will save you. The abortion clinic is right down the street, we'll take you there right now and you can have those demons removed out of you."

"Ex-fucking-scuse me?!?!?!" Now you weren't one to curse and get pissed, but Eric calling your children 'demons' and talking about abortion pissed you the fuck off.

"Get the fuck away from her, asshole!!! We already decided we are keeping the twins!!!" Kyle punched Cartman out of the way towards Wendy who punched him again for pushing her and his abortion comment "And why is everyone suggesting this is all my fault and making me the bad guy?!?!?!"

"T-T-Twins???" Cartman's face was bruised from the punches, but it seems the twins comment hit him harder. "They're spreading!!!" Cartman made a huge scene in the hallway flailing his arms. You hid behind a seething Kyle in embarrassment. "Everybody run!!! Save yoursleves!!! They are going to destroy us all!!!"

Poor Butters, who was innocently walking to class, was pulled by the collar and shaken about by Cartman.

"Butters, oh, Butters!!! It's just as I told you before. The Jews. The Jews are taking over. Nowhere is safe!"

"O-oh geez!!!" Now Butters was terrified and panicked. With Cartman's influence, he was probably going to do something crazy and stupid alongside Cartman.

...Can't wait to see this shitshow.

Your pregnancy was the talk of the school. People, who had nothing better to do, talked all about it. Craig's gang come up to confront you guys about it and were shocked at the news. However, compared to your gang, they took it a lot better and even congratulated you both.

It was a nice, refreshing, and normal interaction and you were grateful for it. So that's why you and Kyle (and later Kenny) sat with Craig's gang that lunch period. Away from angry brothers and over-the-top drama kings/queens.

The worst part was when at last period, PC Principle called a suprise assembly. The assembly was all about teen pregnancy and how we should respect and support young mothers. And if they didn't they would, in PC Principle's words, "Get their privilege checked with an asskicking!"

It was super embarrassing. I mean, at least people were more accepting now, so it wasn't completely pointless.

No. What was pointless. Was when PC Principle and Vice Principal Strong Woman pulled you both into their office to talk about teen pregnancy and what to expect.

They reiterated everything your parents and the pregnancy books already told you...

It was an eventful day to say the least.

As the months passed, the chitter chatter died down and graduation came and went.

Your mothers' were even more doting than Kyle was. Strict diet, excersie, and teachings everyday. It was tedious and stressful, yet at the same time you were pampered and spoiled so it wasn't completely awful.

Kyle's family still adored you and were already calling you their daughter-in-law. It was either Kyle or Ike who would have to pull you away from them so they wouldn't smother you with love too much. Not that you minded. Shelia made the best sweets.

You're mother was obsessed with baby clothing and decorated the spare bedroom into a baby's room. Your father on the other hand, wasn't exactly thrilled at the fact his precious little girl was growing up. It took some time until Kyle was able to be In his sights without Randy wanting to strangle him.

Stan and Shelley were even more protective of you now. Surprisingly, it was Shelley who came around to being nice to Kyle first. Shelley and you had some quality sister time and she decided to fully support you and Kyle. Afterall, she knew that if the roles had been switched, you'd have her back. But if he hurt you, she'd kill him and bury his corspe 6ft under. Stan, on the other hand, was still pretty pissed. He felt like Kyle betrayed him. How could Kyle lie to him and take advantage of his own twin? You and Kenny literally dragged him by the ears to get him to talk to Kyle. Stan, eventually, forgave Kyle and things went back to normal.

...Except the fact that Cartman deliberately tried to convince you to get an abortion/try to stage an "accident" where you "unfortunately" lost the twins. To the point where, you couldn't be left alone with him and were now guarded by your gang, the girls, and even Craig's gang stood watch over you. (Come on...It's Cartman. We all know he'd do something like this). He eventually gave up (at least you hoped so) and would now just make snide comments that would piss Kyle off and resulted in a lot of fights.

Wendy, Bebe, Red, Nicole, and Heidi were the most supportive girl group ever. While the last three were shocked at the news, their opinions of you didn't change. They still loved you and had your back. Especially when Cartman or anyone else tried to talk bad.

And then the day finally came.

As you lay on the hospital bed sweating, screaming, and crying in pain; Kyle held your hand through it all. He may have almost passed out a few times, but he stayed strong for those 27 hours of labor.

Your son was born first, then your daughter followed 10 minutes later.

(S/N) and (D/N) Broflovski.

All of the fears, anxiety, and uncertainty Kyle had vanished as soon as he held them in his arms. It wasn't until this moment that he understood why parent's cried after seeing their kids for the first time. They were beautiful and precious and...his.

As he watched your tired frame cradle them in both arms, he felt nothing but love and adoration. He was going to do all he could to protect and care for his family.

And when you both turned 18, he was going to marry you and spend the rest of his days with the woman who blessed his life.

~Fin~

#south park #south park x reader #sp style #kyle broflovski #kyle x reader #south park fanfiction #south park oneshot #teen pregnancy

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prettyboykatsuki · 3 years ago

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please PLEASE write more abt bully bkg!!! what happened next?? what did kiri do omg

tw ;; mild toxicity, bully!bkg, kirishima being a shit, fem!reader 18+, spanking, oral (f!recieving), bkg accidentally worships your pussy instead of punishing you :/, unprotected sex, praise kink

PT. 1

a/n ;; have i mentioned he makes me absolutely out of my mind yet? have i said that?!??#?$#

i think we’ve established about the two of them enough by now so here’s how i picture it.

like i said before - bkg is a campus athlete, popular and well-rounded and all around has that like image to him and so when he essentially confesses to you after fucking you stupid in the library, that’s basically him making you his girlfriend. you don’t know that for a long time but we’ll get there later.

anwyays.. right after he fucks you nice n full of his cum, he slides your panties and shorts right back on and snickers as he watches you struggle to get to your feet before eventually helping you. he keeps your bra as a punishment and makes you keep his hoodie, almost biting you when you try and take kirishimas to return it to him. he’ll do it himself, don’t test him.

when you’re all dressed - he makes you pack up and ends up walking you to your dorm room in the middle of the night (which you beg him to not do) but he’ll be fucking damned if anything bad happens to you. it’s his version of affectionate but you don’t know that yet so you’re mostly awkwardly trying to dodge him on the way back BUT he’s still bkg so when he notices that he yanks you.

he makes you hold his arm and licks your cheek cause he’s such a fucking dick. hits you with a “get used to it, princess” with the most condescending tone. but he’s being so serious. you just think he’s teasing you but he’s not.. he means it. get used to him, basically because now he’s a constant presence in your life.

he drops you off in front of your dorm and you’re about to wave him off but before you can go he grabs your waist and basically dips you for a kiss. and it’s so good - fuck, you wish you could say you hated it. but bakugou is experienced as much as he’s mean so he kisses you like his life depends on it, his fingers digging into your sides and his tongue in your mouth. you almost forget your in public until he pulls you back up

he gives you a little breathless grin, patting your cheek with his hand and telling you “get cleaned up, dumbass” which is his way of telling you to get home safe.

and you do get to your empty dorm. you take a shower and just kinda reflect on the actualy fuck transpired cause you were pretty positive he wanted you in a casket but?!?!?! you fucked him and he kissed you? so ????

youre in the middle of your exams and you’re honestly tired since you got fucked within in an inch of your life so you shower and just.. go to sleep. in his hoodie cause it smells good and it’s big and comfy and you’re like... thinking about it really hard but it just makes your headache.

you conclude after a lot of tossing and turning that he’s probably still just trying to fuck around with you and maybe thinks you’re an easy lay. you can’t say you aren’t since you were willing and ready for him (the thought of how easily you gave in has you flustered)

you sleep, eventually. and you wake up the next morning not really expecting much. you don’t have bkgs number or anything so you just.. continue with your day as is. unlucky for you - you have classes with bakugou and kirishima

but you don’t think it’ll be all that different. still so non-chalant. and you go to class that day dressed normally - with bakugous hoodie in hand.

you sit in your regular seat that day and this is your first mistake.

kirishima is in class before bakugou is. and he is.. as always, a little shit. so he pulls up right beside you because even though bkg is pissed at kiri - they are besties so he tells him everything. kirishima wont tease you abt it and u still think kirishima is quite nice and handsome so you’re pleased to greet him.

ah.. another mistake on your behalf. this action WILL have consequences.

kirishima gets so cozy with you btw. he loves that you’re so comfy w him - strokes his ego so good. and he chats you up for a better part of the hour before your morning class.

he makes jokes and smiles and laughs and thinks about how easy it would be snatch you from bakugou and keep you to himself. he’s not good enough of a person to leave you alone.

aaah kirishima is a sweetheart and he treats you well. so when you feel his hand on your thigh underneath the table - rubbing little circles into your knee, you don’t even notice. and when he gets super close to you to hear you talk - telling you your voice is too soft even tho a class is empty, you let him.

and when you point out that ppl keep staring and whispering you, he tells you to ignore them and you do. you ignore the whispers and even the click of camera.

it’s only when you hear bakugou that you get a strange feeling in your gut. he stomps into the classroom - vicious. his schedule is so busy he normally doesn’t get to lounge around before class making sure to keep everything tight

but he got.. many messages about how you and kirishima were seating today. mostly from kami who likes to cause problems - he decided he should get there a lil early

well.. lo and behold he does - and he finds you and kirishima looking incredibly cozy with each other. and kirishima being.. kirishima - is the first to see him and he shoots his beloved friend the most smug fuckin smile.

bkg is pissed, naturally and stomps his way over to the two of you. he’s doing the thing again where he’s icy mad. he doesn’t even bother w kirishima and there’s a whole crowd around the three of you.

“get your shit,” he demands, clearly seething. you give him a wild look, noticing the now obvious tension before being completely confused. you’re about to protest w him but he sends you a spine-chillingly glare.

your whole class watches as he yanks you by the wrist out of the classroom as kirishima sits back and gives u a little wave. ur lost. obviously. and once you leave the classroom ur like “where are we going?”

the answer is to bakugous very nice car - a custom c3 corvette. he opens the door and stares you, grabbing your bags and taking them to the trunk. but u stand ur ground, cross your arms over your chest like

“what are we doing out here?”

bkg doesn’t hesitate in pushing you up against his car, his hands on your waist and his teeth nipping at your neck - sore from old bruises. and you gasp when you feel his fingers dig into your hips, all tongue and teeth.

“the fuck did i say about you cozyin’ up t’ that shitty haired bastard yesterday,”

this makes you swallow because bakugous mouth is travelling further and further and his hands are getting more bold. and you shiver, something hot and heavy in your core cause fuck he’s so possesive over you. it makes you dizzy, something sticky and warm in you.

“i.. i d-didn’t think you were being s..serious yesteryday”

he growls a little against your throat.

“guess i’ll have to teach you another lesson. im gonna get in the car and then you are. easy enough, nerd?”

you can’t do anything but nod and watch him open the car doors. when he gets in you follow and within the blink of an he manuevers you till your over his lap. you let out a loud yelp as his strong hands come down on your ass. still clothed.

you let out a soft yelp - a noise of surprise at the sudden sensation and you feel bkg bend down to speak in your ear.

“wanna act like a fuckin’ brat and flirt with your boyfriends friends? fine. i’ll fuck that shitty ass attitude right out of you,”

the firs thing you think is “boyfriend?!” but your voice gets muffled when you feel bakugou pull down your bottoms along with your panties. his hands are so strong and so big - long thick fingers covered in callouses from playing so many games. you can’t help but squirm under his touch, a growing wetness making your stomach clench.

he’s so so mean about it yk? a big strong hand smacking against your ass hard enough to leave a handprint. he chuckles when you whine, when your body shivers - bare cunt expose to him and nothing else. a wave of humilation floods through you.

“‘s not my fault you’re like this y’know? all you gotta do is follow instructions - i know you now how to fucking do that, right? always bein’ so prissy,” ― bakugou tsks, smacking your ass hard before spreading your cheeks out. he admires the way your cunt trembles with mean laugh ― “but you wanna go flirt with shitty hair that much, huh?”

you’re gonna protest and tell him it’s not even like that.. which makes you question why’re so eager to go with his demands. but the words get lost as the sound of spanks slowly drift and it’s just bakugou admiring your ass. he didn’t really get a good chance too when he was fucking you yesterday but now he’s got eagles on you n your pretty little cunt.

“never gonna let anyone touch your pretty little pussy but fuckin’ me,” ― and he groans, sliding his fingers through your folds ― “fuck.. fuck”

you’re not expecting much but within another few seconds you’ve got your cheek pressed to the glass window, ass up and body folded with your cunt directly in bkgs face. you’re not rlly sure why this was happening because you were sure you were getting punished. and maybe the humilation of having your face pressed to glass is enough

but it doesn’t negate the fact bkg is tongue deep in your cunt. both hands massaging your ass - spreading your lips apart so he can get into fucking deeper. sliding his tongue against your folds and slurping on your clit until you’re jolting with pleasure like you’ve never known before in your life. you’re moaning so loud the whole campus could probably fucking hear but bkg doesn’t care and doesn’t stop

and your thighs give out, he goes from eat it from the back to getting underneath you and has you sitting on his face. you just keep cumming and bakugou is rock fucking hard - but he doesn’t even bother jerking himself off. he spends all of his time n effort worshipping your sweet cunt

you cum on his face so many times you’re completely limp by the time he sticks his dick in you. but it feels so good when he does that too - oversenstive walls stretched out his big cock, a hand on your sides as he shifts you into missionary.

he doesn’t even intend to make you cum again but the position has him so deep in your cervix that you do and he’s so close. and when bkgs close, he’s fucking obscene.

but it’s not all that vulgar like you’re expecting and that makes you fucking whine. hearing bakugou praise you and your pussy does something terrible to your brain and in your fucked out haze - arms around his shoulders, you’re fucking whimpering.

and bkgs just in your ear like

“such a sweet fuckin’ girl for me, taking my dick so damn good, haah fuck. all mind. know how to behave when i fuck you like this don’t you? be a good girl and take it all.. there you go, just like that,”

when he cums inside of you he stays there for a while and stares at your completely gone expression. it’s unusually soft and you wont see it often but he grabs your face and kisses you hard

“you’re my girlfriend now you fuckin’ dweeb so start fuckin’ acting like it yeah?”

you whine and nod, unable to refuse even if u want too

“yeah..yeah”

#bully!bkg #prettyboy.thirsts #bnha x reader #bakugou x reader #return to sender #this is not proof read at all im losing my mind.#dubcon cw #toxic cw

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