#now im afraid hes going to steal my sweets when im not looking.

[candyredappledragon]

Pelliper mail!

A box of assorted sweet pastries and everything yummy! Some mochi made from Lum berries, some rock candy(careful, it’s sour!) and a strawberry shortcake slice.

from @blueberryscienceclubcartel

...these look really good. wowzers— annd marshadow stole the strawberry shortcake.

hey dont stick your tongue out me-

uhm thank you though! thats really nice of you to send me that!

[cloudcountry]

SUMMARY: married life with eiland

COMMENTS: i've been thinking so hard about marrying this man i have two lawn chairs next to my mail box and a desk for him and a chest full of sweets for when we get married im planning ahead ahead i need him so bad

reader is compared to lady luck but they're not fem aligned.

It’s not uncommon for you to wake up in the morning to see Eiland curled up in bed, his reading glasses askew and a book opened over his face. You always remove the book gently, marking his page with a bookmark you keep handy on your nightstand and he thanks you profusely for it later. It’s not even that he stays up outrageously late, you just so happen to have a husband who is so dedicated to his research he can hardly put it down!

Although he would love nothing more than to have chocolate chip waffles with whipped cream and a hearty amount of syrup for breakfast, he is unfortunately bound by the knowledge that food like that has little nutrients and will not keep his precious spouse up and running throughout the day. Soft hands cut up fruits into hearts and stars, depositing them into one of your bowls with a proud smile as seasonal fruit pancakes sizzle on your stove. He takes pride in taking care of your needs. That is, after all, what a husband does! (Ignore the copious amount of times he messed up a dish...he's trying his best.)

Whenever he comes home after a meeting with his sister, he makes sure to ask your opinion on things. If it's something the two of you don’t agree on (much to his chagrin...yes, he pouts about it later) he will still report your honest opinion to Adeline. His sister can tell immediately if you agreed or disagreed with him based on his facial expression alone.

Eiland has a tendency to say things that can be taken in a flirtatious way, but are usually innocent. He still has not learned to watch his words with you even after years of marriage, calling you over to Louis’s stall to look at the beautiful wedding outfits and yapping about how lovely you would look in them. Oh Eiland, he has no idea what he’s implying!

Due to his hobbies, he is more of a help on the farm than some may think! You’re certainly going to have to walk him through ranching if he decides he wants to feed the animals, but he’ll pick up on how to plant seeds a lot faster. He’s quick work with a shovel and can figure out a hoe in no time flat! (He thinks you’re so cool and just wants to help out his lovely spouse, please let him.)

Without a doubt, you will get wrapped up in his Dungeons and Drama campaigns. He’ll be delighted if you make food based on the campaign and will brag for weeks about it. Be prepared to be referred to as the lovebirds when you come to the Inn on Friday’s! That’s simply how Mistria works I’m afraid.

Elsie is going to have the time of her life when the two of you get married. She’ll be on cloud nine, orbiting the two of you with well wishes and the most random gifts she insists you two need for your new life. It’s very sweet of her, even if you’re not entirely sure what you’d use a fondue pot for other than satisfying your husband’s raging appetite.

Daily trips to the Western Ruins and The Narrows are a must. Eiland likes to check in on the Museum, having been contributing to its upkeep for a long time now. If you find him starting a special set of armor tucked away in the back of the main area, don’t mind him. He’s just reminiscing on old times with you.

Eiland takes very good care of his skin and hair, and if you let him he’ll pamper you every morning and night. He tends to lose his sense of personal space when he does this though...his face will be very close to you. If you lean in to steal a kiss, he’ll jump and laugh, cheeks growing warm as you smile at him.

When he spaces out, he’ll reach out for your hand and start fiddling with your wedding ring. You’d think he’d fiddle with his own, but he likes feeling your knuckles under the pads of his fingers. Eiland will slowly come back down to Mistria at some point, his eyes focusing on his fingers against your skin and your soft smile shining upon him like Lady Luck herself. Truly, he got so lucky.

[loveriotss]

Hii! Could you do some Mr.Compress headcanons pls? Tysmm! 💗

HCS OF HIM AS YOUR BOYFRIEND ⸻ atsuhiro sako / mr compress

INCLUDES — gn! reader, fluff, headcannons, drabbles/one shots WARNINGS — reader is implied to be part of the lov/lives together with the

main masterlist — mha masterlist ༊*·˚

he lovess bragging about you to the other members.

literally will not shut up!!

atsuhiro leaned back in his chair, a smug smile on his lips as he sipped his drink. across from him, sat twice who looked like he was being held hostage. "you wouldn't believe the day i've had," atsuhiro began, his eyes sparkling. "y/n cooked for me today! it was so remarkable and exquisite! they made this-" "listen man," twice interrupted, trying to put on a pleasant expression. "i'm really happy for you and i love that you enjoy your time with y/n! but..how long are you planning to keep talking about them? it's been like almost 4 hours."

dates with him are always unique and memorable. private magic shows, picnics in scenic spots or romantic candle lit dinners in secret places.

a HUGE gift giver!

he will go all out! oh you were eyeing a pair of cute shoes today? he stealthily compressed it and presented it to you proudly. or maybe you had to reluctantly leave a cute giant teddy bear behind at that one shop...only to find out that the marble atsuhiro left on your desk was actually the teddy bear!

yeah he's technically stealing them instead of buying but its the thought that counts! (he is a villian after all, what can you expect?)

he's not afraid to show you his love openly.

expect grand declarations of love, like surprise dates or writing you countless romantic letters as if he were a lovesick teenager.

the other lov members are sick and jealous of you two.

he always respects your personal space and boundaries and makes sure you don't get overwhelmed by his dramatic personality.

as much as he is confident and flashy in public, he's incredibly affectionate and sweet in private.

late night cuddle sessions while you two talk for hours on end, comfortable in each other's arms. honestly, that's his favorite part of the day.

he can be a bit possessive, but not in an oppressive way.

usually more dramatic and pouty when he's jealous, making the situation more silly than serious.

in the dim glow of your room, atsuhiro sulked dramatically on the edge of your bed. you were completely engrossed in your book, sitting with your back pressed against the headboard of your bed. "do you know," atsuhiro began, letting out a melodramatic sigh, "how dreadfully overlooked and unimportant i feel at this moment?" you glanced up, an eyebrow raised. "oh really? and what is that supposed to mean?". atsuhiro shifted, leaning forward with an exaggerated pout. "well, it's not everyday one finds themselves overshadowed by a book of all things." you giggled softly, setting the book aside. "aww are you jealous of a book?" "jealous?" he scoffed, "whatever made you think such a thing? i simply can't bear to see my amazing presence overshadowed by..pages. that's all!" "alright, oh great one, i apologize for this disastrous behavior of mine. please forgive me" you reply, matching his tone playfully. his pout softened into a smile, the dramatic flair melting into warmth. "well, perhaps if you could indulge me with a bit more attention, i may consider forgiving you." "yes yes, my attention is now all yours." you reply, wrapping your arms around him as you place a soft kiss on the top of his head.

NOTE — omg i can finally make posts with the asks!! it used to glitch for some reason before when id try to make longer posts with it 😭. anyways i kinda giggled while writing this ugh im so delusional 🤭🤭. also added two drabbles/one shots (idk what to call it) just becauseee. sorry if this might seem a bit ooc, i referred solely to google to get an idea of his personality because honestly i dont rmb shit of what he said or did in the anime 🧍.

©loveriotss — all rights reserved to me. please don’t try to copy/steal my work. please do not use any of my ideas/translate my work without my permission.

[mins-fins]

I WISH YOU WOULD (P.WB)

SUMMARY . . . there's so much more he could've done, so much he could've said. he hates what a stupid mistake he made, and how ashamed he was. what does scrutiny matter if he couldn't even get his feelings out in the first place?

PAIRING . . . park wonbin x male!reader

GENRE . . . angst

WARNINGS . . . internalized homophobia, homophobia in general

WORD COUNT . . . 0.9k

NOTES . . . HAPPY FRIDAY!!! 1989 tv comes out today and i wish you would has always been my favorite song on 1989 so um this is what spawned because of it 👍 i'll be back in half an hour im gonna go watch that scary robot movie lol‼️

. . . lomls @partiallyderived and @jinkiseason asked to be tagged (they wanna make me cry so bad thats so crazy 🤣) (im listening to cherry bomb)

"i love you".

if wonbin could go back, trust he would.

there's something disappointing about falling in love with your fellow trainee, your fellow trainee who is also your best friend, your fellow trainee who is also a boy. he wishes he could rewrite time and not convince his mom to change his class at school, because then he would never have met him.

and now that sounds downright ridiculous, it can't possibly be that bad can it? i mean— falling in love with your best friend as a whole is an entire kind of situation that happens in books and usually has a happy ending. what's wrong with his best friend?

nothing, there's nothing wrong with him.

it's wonbin that's wrong.

having conflicting feelings is normal, obviously, everyone experiences it when they have a crush, but wonbin didn't want to have feelings for his best friend, wonbin didn't want to have a crush on a boy.

y/n was probably one of the best people he's ever met. he's kind, and understanding, and beautiful, and humorous and pretty much attractive to anyone with two pairs of eyes, he's the perfect boyfriend material, he's just perfect.

and maybe that's what felt so wrong about having feelings for his best friend, intimidation.

well, wonbin liked to lie to himself.

yeah, that's the reason your afraid of having feelings for your best friend, your "intimidated" by his perfection, not because your scared of what others would think, other trainees, management, your parents, the world, that's not the reason your afraid of having feelings for him.

wonbin had never really spent a lot of time thinking about it, and he hates how he can practically hear the responses from people the moment he realizes his feelings for y/n.

they're staring at him like he's disgusting.

and what's worse than having people judge you? judge you for something you yourself can't control?

it's what keeps him up at night, those worries used to be planted at the back of his mind, because how would it even become something of relevance in his life? it'd never actually become real.

and maybe he's wrong for thinking such a way; after all, he can't just let others dictate who he loves or doesn't love.

but it's the thoughts in his mind slowly eating away at him that make him feel like everything's spiraling out of control. he can't date y/n, in a company like sm, in a country like korea, where if someone ever saw them together he'd be scrutinized and black-listed from the idol industry despite how hard he's worked?

it all makes him feel sick to his stomach.

how was he even supposed to tell y/n? he knew y/n wasn't homophobic but.. then there's the fear of rejection, he can't even imagine the kind of look y/n would give him if he found out. not out of disgust, but out of surprise, shock.

somehow, his mind thinks of every bad possibility as an outcome.

and just staring at y/n, sweet beautiful y/n who has no idea what he's fighting in his head, makes him fear confessing even more.

the two of them are already what i guess you'd dub "over affectionate". they do a lot of couple-y things like have matching rings, cook for each other, help run errands together, cuddle, steal each other's sweaters, cling onto each other like they were lifelines.

if everything stayed like that, wonbin would be just fine.

but of course, when has life ever been nice to him?

wonbin can't really stare at y/n without feeling like he wants to break down into tears and sob, they could be having the best time ever and he'll still have this overwhelming wave of sadness wash over him when he remembers his feelings.

it disappoints him in a way that it shouldn't..

and y/n clearly picks up on his sudden change. his flushed cheeks, mutters, and the way he seems to enjoy avoiding eye contact with him these days.

is his unusual clinginess noticeable?

wonbin usually isn't self conscious about things that like, but he guesses falling in love with your best friend makes you begin seeing things in a whole different light. he can't help but notice the uncomfortable shift in the air between him and y/n.

nothing has even been said.. so why is his anxiety through the roof?

wonbin finally snaps out of whatever dream he was having when he feels nails dig into his shoulder, squeeze them like his life depends on it. that's all it takes for wonbin to flinch, and he hates the way his reaction is so immediate, it's just more obvious that way.

y/n blinks, startled by the way he suddenly flinches. "you okay?" he inquires, and wonbin wants to kiss him so bad it infuriates him.

he shouldn't want to kiss him.

he feels like he's being pinched, and somehow he forces out a response; "yeah i'm just tired".

y/n doesn't buy his lie, it's evident in the way he stares at him for a specifically long time. "you should be fine".

wonbin pauses. "what?"

"your gonna debut, i wouldn't worry about it" y/n mutters, and he brings his knees to his chest as he rocks back and forth.

wonbin stares, hopefully not for too long, because then he'd just be looking too obvious and then y/n would ask more questions.

he really wants to punch himself at the moment.

he shouldn't feel so disgusted about being in love with y/n.

but he does.

[faerunsbest]

I need to yap about Rolan and his childhood.

I know that Rolan is our sweet little haughty posh boy now but I think back in the day he was a little scam artist. It’s my personal opinion he grew up on the streets eating bakery scraps and stealing things to trade in for food. I think our Rolan might have been on his way to be a little rouge till he tries to pick from the wrong pocket. A tiefling women, catches his hand in her purse and grabs it asking the young boy what he’s doing he goes to run my she keeps her grip and what does Rolan do in his panic? He bites her hand.

She is startled at first but doesn’t let go, she just sees this scared little boy who is so afraid and desperate, she feels sorry for him. So what does she do? She calmly talks to him, tells him she’s not mad and to stop biting so she can talk to him, help him. Then she asks, “are you hungry? I could get you food?”

At this Rolan let’s go from biting her, “is…it a trick?”

Her heart sinks, “it’s no trick, but you should have some kind of consequence for that bite of yours.” she says rubbing her hand. He looks to the floor deflated and she just smiles and reaches down to tilt his head back to her, “chin up now, a man will take his consequence in stride. It’s only proper.” He tilts his head “proper?” She only hums, “yes proper, you can’t be going around nicking people and biting your no animal, you’re a young man who could use some time to learn proper manners. So when you bite someone what do you say?”

Rolan gives a slight pout, “sorry…”

She smiles and tousles his hair, “it’s fine but now you got to come help me at work now, I will feed ya, but you owe me for biting.”

He looks at, “yes ma’am..”

She looks at him surprised, then laughs so warmly, “looks like theirs a hidden gentleman under all that grime.”

She takes him where she works at a library, where she is the assistant to the head librarian an old wizard. When she explains everything they put Rolan to work with small task dust the books, help with running errands, sweeping. It’s when he sees the wizard to some magic that his eyes light up.

“Are you interested in magic?” The wizard says as they all have taken a break for lunch, Rolan looks off shyly.

“I can’t… I can’t even read…so I can’t do magic…” the wizard and the teifling woman share a look till she gets an idea.

“Well how about this, if you want to learn to read I could teach you, but you will have to be my apprentice at the library. You can stay with me while you work and learn, like a proper apprenticeship. I think a nice warm bed to turn into will do you some good hm?”

Little Rolan smiles bashfully and he nods, “I will do my best for you. And I promise to act real proper and mature like!”

She smiles and gives him a pat on his head, “I know you will,”

The wizard smiles, “and after you learn to read and show you can work hard and be a proper young man, I will show you some spells, and point you in the right direction.”

Rolan’s eyes light up, “you will teach me magic?!”

The wizard shakes his head, “I believe the best wizards teach themselves, I will simply be a guiding hand. What you learn and what you do will be up to you.”

This is how I imagine Rolan gets into magic and meets cal and Lia’s mom. Sorry if it was long and rambling.

IM FUCKEN CRYING!

I LOVE THIS SO MUCH!

this is amazing! omg!

YOU KNOW IM ALWAYS HERE FOR ROLAN THOUGHTS!!!

but no lie this is about the cutest thing ever, him having been a biter is really dang cute omg

[that-foul-legacy-lover]

Im honor of spooky month, just imagine childe finally able to be out and about bc people will think its just a really high quality costume. Children will smile and scream playfully and childe will just play along! The other abyssmal monsters also come out to play!

...now where did your candy basket go- KAEYA GET BACK HERE THATS NOT YOUR CANDY!!

HAPPY SPOOKY MONTH MY DEAR THIS IS SO CUTE <333

Childe would be so happy to be able to walk around town!!! even more so that people aren't afraid of him!! if they do scream, it's all in good fun, and you can see how much fun he's having from how he chirps and trills in delight when children run around his feet. Childe also just can't let go of you- you're in his arms at all times when walking around, mostly because he doesn't get to look around the city with you that often!! but also because he is still wary about being around so many people, so he wants to hold onto you just in case something goes wrong <33 sometimes leaves will float into his hair and fluff and you're in the perfect position to brush them off!! you show him the ones you think are the prettiest and he playfully nips at them (a few times he actually DOES bite into them and yelps in surprise!!!)

*rubs my hands together* oh the other Abyss creatures GOODNESS- the most trustworthy apart from Childe is Albedo, hands down. he's calm and collected and knows to stick close to you, plus he doesn't mind children fawning over his cool scales and wings!!! Diluc is... he's a bit jumpy, in all honesty- he trusts people the least out of everyone and being surrounded by so many, even if they're well meaning, can be quite nerve-wracking!! but he'd LOVE some quieter moments just admiring the ambience and atmosphere of the season. Kaeya is most definitely a mischievous little monster who steals sweets from you!!!! you've banned him from stealing stuff from anyone else because that's rude but you weren't on that list so there's many times that you find the treat you were waiting to enjoy mysteriously missing. you're never super upset or anything, but if you WERE Kaeya would immediately apologize and treat you to extra snuggles- he's a bit smug and mischievous but he still doesn't like seeing you unhappy!! (and the snuggles definitely turn into a pile of Abyss monsters with you in the middle)

and if we're including the Harbingers in this, there can and WILL be chaos. some of them (just Pierro and Pulcinella honestly) are trying to keep order, some are just napping or sitting beside you (Sandrone, Signora, Pantalone, Capitano, Arlecchino) and the remaining few are making an attempt to set the city on fire (Columbina, Dottore, Scaramouche)

[breezybreez21]

Hiya everyone! This is a short but sweet Joseph Quinn fic!

Summary: Joseph and you have been dating for a little over a year now, After a movie night he finds you inbed giggling over your phone and is dying to know what's got you all excited.

An: it's not greatly written and definitely has errors in it. I did NOT proof read so take it as it is! Again thank you for reading and I hope you enjoy 💕

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You have these because?

It had been a quiet Friday evening, you and Joseph had done absolutely nothing but be lazy and cuddle up on the couch watching movies all day. Snacking on any and all snacks that filled your pantry.

" Hey love have you seen my glasses anywhere " you ask while stretching, you hadn't realized how long you'd sat cuddle up next to Joseph. Your body was so stiff and achy.

" urmm I believe you left them on the bed stand " Joseph says, while cleaning up the kitchen. You walk up behind him wrapping your arms around his torso.

" Thank you hun " you say 

With a smile and a small peck to his lips you leave the kitchen, entering your bedroom you flop onto the mattress. You open your phone while shoving your glasses , that we're in fact on the bed side table onto your face , smiling a big smile as you swipe through the pictures you had just received.

Joseph enters the room not much longer after you do, he watches you closely with a teethy smile plastered on his face.

" What on God's earth gots you all giddy over there love?" Joe asks, you look up from your phone smiling at him.

" umm nothing " you lie

" Nothing hmm " he questions, eye brows raised " So you wouldn't mind if I steal your phone from you" he jokes

" No, you wouldn't " you reply back

" oh but I would " he says jumping onto the bed reaching for your phone, you hold it tight to your chest. Joe pushes his hands to your sides tickling you.

" AHAH..JOE.....AHH.."you scream out in laughter " OKAY...OKAY...OKAY, I'll show you "You say in between breaths. Joe releases you from his grip , smiling wide. He sits up next to you, his back resting against the headboard.

" So " he says wiggling his eye brows

" Ugh okay " you say handing him your phone , he takes it willingly reading the screen.

A email from Joe's management to you

To y/n

Hey sweets! Heres a couple of the photos of Joseph from his latest photoshoot that you asked for. I'll send you the other ones when they are done. Lots of love!!!

               - Amy

" Wait so you " he starts to say while scratching his neck " You had Amy send you these? " he asks

" Well actually, I have her send me all your photo shoot pictures " you say nervously, grabbing the phone from his hands you go to your gallery clicking on your most favorite album.

" And you have every photoshoot in here " he says scrolling through the pictures.

" Well " you shake you head " Not all of them, only the ones that you've done since we've been together " you say resting your chin on his shoulder lightly drawing circles on his back.

" You do this because "

" Because " you start to say " because you're absolutely breathtaking, because Im kinda selfish and want them only to myself " you giggle " Because I'm so proud of you and what you've accomplished " you say, looking at Joe." Because I love you " you confess. Joe turns to you, his beautiful brown eyes glossy with tears as his lips curve into a huge teethy smile.

" Sweets, I love you so damn much" he replies cupping your face, meeting your lips in a passionate kiss. After you place your forehead on his, eyes still closed." So damn much " he repeats this time in a whisperer, causing you to giggle while you bring your thumb up to his cheek,eyes now open as you wipe away the tears that fell.

Joe has always been the emotional type, he wasn't afraid to show his emotions at all even if that ment crying a time or two.That's one of the many reason you fell for him. To you there wasn't anything more attractive than a man who is open about his feelings.

" You know if you'd like I can have Amy said you all my previous photoshoots " Joe says as you pull away , your face lights up.

" Really?" You beam, smile plastered on your face. Joseph nods as he pulls his phone out, you watch him as he sends Amy an email. Soon enough your phone goes off, when opening your greated with many photos of Joseph. Slouching back down onto the mattress you giggle as you swipe through every picture you've received.

" what? " you ask, feeling his eyes burning into you , he shrugs

" Nothing, I just....I can't believe you're mine. What did I do so right that made me deserve you? " he questions. You sit there staring at your boyfriend with googly eyes, a crimson shade red blush creeping on your cheeks.

" Awwe baby!" you say pecking his lips. " Now can you please ignore me while I scream and kick my feet like a little school girl to these photos" you giggle, Joseph nods placing a kiss on your forehead. Stopping at the bedroom door he turns and looks at you, watching you scroll through the pictures of him as you do exactly what you said.

Screaming and kicking your feet.

God he was so lucky!

[eyeswithoutafqce]

First Date Jitters

parings: george harrison x reader (female reader)

request: ‘“Sorry…your hair was in your face…I thought i should move it so you could see better” with george please <3’

warnings: none!

summary: You’d been friends with George for as long as you can remember, but how long had you been in love with him, too?

oh my god HI HELLO i am so sorry it has been nine million years guys i’ve been so insanely busy lately & my mental health is hitting a WEEEEEE BOOM moment but it’s okay!! i am managing to recover with some time to myself & finally got the chance to finish this req :) WHICH I CANT FIND IN MY ASK BOX I LOST IT IM SO SORRY ANON BUT HERE U GO I HOPE YOU ENJOY MWAH <3333 *kiss on the forehead & also big hug*

First date jitters were always the worst. You took every nausea pill you could find in your medicine cabinet, but to no avail, you found yourself sick in the stomach over the beautiful boy you were planning on meeting at the coffee shop down the street.

You knew George since you were primary school children, dancing on the playground together, arm in arm, to some nursery rhyme the kids had made up on the schoolyard. George was a sweet, fang-toothed, curious and funny boy who was no longer the little boy you knew. George was part of The Beatles now, the most popular band in what seemed to be all of the world now. He was also your best friend, who you had been in love with for over fifteen years. This was a dream come true for you! How could you possibly be nervous?

Well, you were nervous because you knew this man was an absolute sensation. Girls flocked to his sides on every street corner like birds to leftover chips. Girls prettier than you, nicer than you, softer than you. You were simply afraid of being replaced. And of course, causing an uproar. What if something happened to George because a crazy fan didn’t like you? You gave yourself a pass for being nervous.

But nonetheless, you slipped on your prettiest pair of bellbottoms (the ones with the embroidered flowers on the bottom) and a tie-up pink top, doodled up your hair and makeup and you were off. You released a shaky breath as you locked the door behind you, feeling your legs carry you down the street. You focused your eyes on the deep blue sky and made your way to the coffee shop.

Arriving at the small shop was just as normal, saying hi to all your favorite employees and stealing your favorite table by the window. You sat patiently, your leg bouncing nervously as you waited silently for your best friend (now boyfriend?) to arrive. Softly, you picked at your fingernails.

A *Ding!* caught your attention as you looked to the door, watching George walk in the shop. Your breath caught in your throat as he looked around for you, smiling when he caught your eyes. You smiled in return and waved him over.

“Fancy seeing you here.” He joked, pulling out his chair and maintaining eye contact. You couldn’t bring yourself to look away, as his deep brown eyes have been haunting you for years, his every breath a lingering thought on your mind from your daily wake. You stared at him but only for a moment, memories of the two of you flooding in your mind and shown in your eyes and ears as you could hear George’s giggles from when you ding-dong-ditched your awful next door neighbor as children. Staring into his eyes, you could practically feel your own melting into his, feeling the two of you fuse together. You smiled softly. Maybe this wouldn’t be so nerve-wracking after all.

“I could say the same about you.” You smiled, your voice quiet and soft. “How have you been, George? I’ve missed you.”

George smiled at your words, his face tinged slightly pink. His eyes focus now on his hands, which are tight together resting on the table. You stare at them with him, they look soft, his fingertips worn from guitar strings. He laughed quietly, focusing his eyes back on your face.

“I’ve been awfully busy, y/n. I’m sure you can believe it.” George giggled, your own laugh followed. You couldn’t even possibly imagine how terribly busy and overwhelmed he could be, considering he was a beatle.

“Oh of course..” you trailed off, smiling at him. You stared at the small piece of hair hanging in his eyes as he kept his eyes on his coffee, and your instincts took over. With gentle hands, you brushed the hair from his face and held your hand there gently, savouring the feeling of his soft skin after so long. Pulling your hand away, you blushed, wrapping your hands around your coffee.

“Sorry … your hair was in your face… thought I should move it so I could see you better.” You whispered quietly, avoiding George’s eyes. Suddenly, you felt a gentle calloused hand tugging your fingers away from your drink. George’s hand held yours softly as he rubbed over your fingers.

“Your hand looked heavy, I thought I should hold it for you so you can focus better.” George slyly whispered in return. You giggled as you faced him. George’s warm brown eyes met your own, feeling your energies exchange into each other’s fingertips. You stared into his soft eyes, letting the internal magnets pull you together as your pink-painted lips met George’s slightly-chapped, perfectly sitting lips. Fireworks erupted through you as your lips moved in sync, closing your eyes in fear of the moment disappearing.

George pulled back gently, staring into your eyes and running his hands over your fingers wordlessly as you came down from your high. You smiled at his pink lips.

“What do you say we do this forever, eh?” George smiled in return. “Y/n, would you like to be my girlfriend?”

Your heart began to beat rapidly, seemingly being able to not refuse the sweetest boy in front of you. Your dreams had come true.

“Yes, I’d love to.” You smiled, watching a blush take over George’s cheeks. Your dreams really had come true.

[catintheruemorgue]

annoying things they do

summary: small things these guys do that just grinds your gears a bit.

characters: oda, dazai, kunikida, twain, akutagawa, atsushi, mori, poe, ranpo, fittzgerald, steinbeck, chuuya, yosano, gin, kouyou, higuchi, alcott and lucy

these are all based off things i do or have inconvenienced my life lmfao i’ll probs do a part two with everyone i missed this just got wayyy to long lol next im posting being friends with double black 

Oda:

If you're wearing shorts and have bruises he will poke them when you're resting your legs on him. He’s silent about it too and if you yell at him he pretends to act like he doesn't know what you're talking about.

Will smack your sunburn but this one is actually an accident. He just wanted to pat you on the back because you're amazing.

Will space out when you talk too long, sometimes certain objects are just so… mesmerizing

Dazai:

Loves to jumpscare you the only exception is if it was a trigger. In that case he will just call your name and whip something at you for you to catch at random.

When you're driving he likes to reach over and honk your horn. It's almost caused so many roadside fistfights.

If he sees a dog in public he will bark and growl at it.

Kunikida:

Won’t let you on the bed without socks on. You could be sick as a dog and he’ll still enforce this rule.

Cleaning is hard because he has a hard time throwing things away. You'll spend extra time as he holds two identical pens, trying to decide which one he wants to keep. He’s learned to plan certain days in his schedule for cleaning now.

Won't let you turn up the music in the car and will keep it at a level that's so low it's annoying.

Twain:

Walks around the house shirtless but then complains about how cold it is.

Blasts his music so loud when he wakes up in the morning and it's always early 2000’s hits. It's not rare for you to have Pocketful of Sunshine by Natasha Bedingfield stuck in your head by 9 am.

Always has to climb something, this stems from his adventurous side. It's not really that annoying but when you’re in a crowded area and he runs off to go climb the tall statue, screaming at you to take a photo… Yes it is. Especially when children try and follow him and you're stuck receiving glares from the parents.

Akutagawa:

Will not let you throw any food products out. He tells you it's a perfectly good meal (even if it's not) and that he will eat it tomorrow. It’s sad because you know this stems from childhood but it’s still annoying.

Reuses the same gross, musty ziplock baggies. You keep buying new ones but he doesn't get it lol.  

Will tell you if your breath smells, hair is messy, outfit is ugly. He does not see an issue with this and it's nice knowing someone has your back but he doesn't have to be so rude about it..

Atsushi:

If he drinks he's one of those drinkers who will not let you take it from him. Keeps an iron grip on the cup. He finishes it no matter how drunk and always throws up. Thankfully he rarely drinks.

He stops to help everyone, literally even if they just look like they need help. You've been late to so many things.

Will eat anything. Once you made steak and somehow forgot about it. It was hard as a brick yet he still almost broke his teeth eating it. You think you saw some tears as he told you it was delicious.

Mori:

Listens to people's conversations in public and isn't afraid to comment, loudly, about it. You know it's loud because they either stop talking or try and confront you guys.

Comes up to stops fast and brakes so hard you feel like he does it on purpose.

Sometimes if he and Elise get into a “disagreement” he’ll try and rope you in to take his side and you always do, knowing it would probably give him more satisfaction if you chose to side with her.

Poe:

Asks for constructive criticism but will then argue with you about why you're wrong.

Always humming a song he heard Twain singing and then it gets stuck in your head too.

Will deny stupid things like why your favorite mug is in the trash or why he just let out rather loud scream in the bathroom. You know he's lying because he looks away and makes sure his bangs are covering his eyes.

Ranpo:

Will call you out on any lie even if you don't mean to lie you just forgot about some of the details.

Don't take him grocery shopping if you have a set amount you want to spend. He won't even sneak, he will just say he wants something and throw it in the cart.

Such a backseat driver even though he can't drive.

Fitzgerald:

Likes to act like he's still in his twenties and will somehow get the two of you invited to college parties where he will attempt to do a kegger in front of everyone. You end up being the one to hold him up and he always ends with a, “LETS FUCKING GO!”

Likes to ask for the senior discount even though he's not that old, he just likes to hear the women validate that he's not old.

It’s scary how he used to buy without looking and now will scream if the price on a price tag is too high.

Steinbeck:

Always looking at the grass for wheat to chew on. It's so cheesy when you walk into the city and he's got it sticking out of his mouth.

He gets weirdly intimate with nature and you feel like you're third wheeling.

Has the mentality that he has to provide for you because he is the man. He gets so shocked when he finds out you still want to work.

Chuuya:

Has a hard time making decisions you could ask him what he wants for dinner and his mind will just break.

Gets way too pissed at movies and will actually get up and walk away. Once you were kicked out of the theater because he wouldn't stop yelling at the screen. Another time he walked out you waited a whole ten minutes before you realized he wasn't coming back.

Sometimes activates his ability at night and it's so scary waking up to him floating halfway across the room.

WOMAN TIME!!!!!!!!!!

Yosano:

Will glare at you so intensely if you say something she disagrees with.

Always tries to rope you into drinking with her even if you’ve said no the past ten nights.

Will describe wounds or injuries in such detail and just won’t stop, almost like she’s trying to fuck with you, but she’s not.

Gin:

Claims to be nothing like her big brother but then will go on to make the same facial expressions and do some of the same mannerisms as him.

Will spend hours trying things on just to put it all back, leave the store and change her mind when you’re almost home. Then she’ll have you run back with her to buy it all.

Is used to sneaking around so scares you a lot. Also on the topic of being silent sometimes she just won’t respond, thinking you can just read her vibes / mind.

Kouyou:

Will judge what you eat, especially fast food but will try and steal a fry in private when you're not looking.

Will say things like, “Well that's just the way the world works.” If someone tries to share their baggage with her. You understand she’s had a pretty rough life but it's caused you to almost spit out your drink multiple times.

At functions forgets about you for about an hour while she mingles with everyone else, you could tap on her shoulder and she'll dismiss you like you're a subordinate. Until you clear your throat again you'll see the slight blush as she apologizes.

Higuchi:

She has no sense of privacy. If she hears a crash or loud noise she will bust down the door. It’s sweet but not when the noises are usually from you knocking all the shampoo bottles down again.

Horrible road rage actually puts you on edge to be in the car with her. She doesn't even have to be driving.

Likes to act like she's a professional at everything and people usually believe it because of her suit. It's so nerve wracking when she giggles when they walk away with false information.

Alcott:

Will agree to everything you suggest but you can only tell when she doesn’t want to do it when you’re currently doing it.

Yet she’s not afraid to grumble about how annoying it is when someone bumps into you and doesn’t apologize. It’s sweet but you’re left dealing with the situation if the person is aggressive enough to say something.

Always corrects your spelling or if you say something like “I could care less.”

Lucy:

Will fish for compliments in a very obvious way like, “Wow. Wish someone would call me pretty..” and then just stare right at you.

Kicks you so violently in her sleep but won't let go of you so you cant get away.

Constantly stealing from restaurants. You're banned from a couple restaurants because she got caught trying to steal a cup or salt shaker.

[calmthefuckdownalright]

I’ll bite, how about some ice skating headcanons?

Mine, thank you Anon-

Im gonna handle different peoples from the SMP in here as well bc Schlatt on skates is tickling me

Contains: C!Wilbur (& Ghostbur), C!Schlatt, C!Dream, C!Tommy (platonic)

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C!Wilbur

Wilbur doesn't know how to skate

He's the lankiest boy and his central sense of gravity is non existent

That swagger and confidence is false as he loops the skates onto his feet.

"How hard can it be? It's just some ice."

You however have been ice skating since you were a kid and knew a thing or two

Needless to say it's very funny to watch ad Wilbur constantly stumbles and falls on the slippery surface while you glide by with ease

"Just some ice huh?"

Ghostbur

Ghostbur gets so excited when you ask him to come skate with you

Even though he is practically freezing all the time he doesn't mind and actually turns into a child when you help him bundle up the layers of scarves and sweaters. For padding as well as warmth.

Ghostbur is a bit more graceful than Alivebur but he too falls on his butt every few laps. He's more than happy to return to the frozen surface day after day to practice till he can skate with ease.

Its certainly better than being scolded by everyone who still blames him for what Alivebur did.

Schlatt

"Y/N I don't have time for silly little games like ice skating."

Schlatt is very resistant to the offer and doesn't bother with considering if he's hurting your feelings..he just says things.

You've grown used to it by now and are even bold enough to shoot your own fiery words.

"Aww is someone a little scared of the cold? Afraid they'll embarass themselves to no one?"

Schlatt doesn't necessarily enjoy it when you mock him so after several stern looks he agrees to go with you.

Layer after layer is put on and Schlatt is already a pretty bulky guy so the sweaters and coats only add to his muscular form.

Lets be honest he absolutely makes a fool of himself.

Lots of cussing and angry words thrown at you.

His nose twitches against the cold and it starts snowing at one point and his horns get a nice layer if frost on them.

Cold Ram Boi

Dream

Of course Dream knows how to ice skate. He's fucking Dream.

Now that doesn't mean he's any good.

"Ah! Y/N I'm going to fall!"

Panicky green man.

Questions himself as to why he agreed to this.

Picks up pretty quick and keeps a hold of your hand the entire time. When you skate ahead to do a trick or pick up speed to dust him on your next lap he tends to fall just from sheer amazement

Dream is sweet about it when you fall but not after letting out that well known kettle laugh for a good 2 minutes.

Tommy

"Ice skating? Seriously? Why the fuck do you want to go ice skating?"

Tommy doesn't know you can skate and on the rare occurrence Tubbo leaves you alone with him during the cold winter days, you invite the chaotic boy to your hobby.

"Ranboo ice skates with me."

Of course Tommy isn't going to be one-uped by Ranboo so he acquires some skates.

Totally not stealing them or anything...

And accompanies you down to the pond now frozen over.

"Y/N I swear if I fall and bust my ass I'll kill you myself."

Very prideful and like Schlatt, cusses a great deal when he does fall.

He eventually gets the hang of it and actually has some fun.

"I heard y'all went ice skating!"

Of course Ranboo finds out and it actually ends up being a great pass time for the four of you.

(Ranboo teaches Tubbo and Michael even comes along every now and then.)

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Merry Christmas everyone!!

[spookydrreid]

Jealous Boy

Pairing: Spencer Reid x fem!reader 

Summery: Reid has rules and y/n is desperate to break them. No matter the consequences. And she succeeds. 

Category: Smut (18+ minor DNI)

CW: Dom!Reid, sub!reader, hair pulling, choking, face grabbing, degradation, some praise, slight ownership talk (?), swearing, jealous!reid, oral (both receiving), penetrative sex, unprotected sex, creampie, aftercare. (it could be argued Spencer has a slight Dom drop) 

Full Request: Queen, I have a request like You been teasing spencer all day at work pushing his limits because he's deprived you of his touch and he finally gets frustrated and when you guys go to the hotel he sneaks in your room and ya know... 😉 -- anon

Requests: OPEN / CLOSED

A/N: this was so fun to write and im actually so proud of this. I hope I made your vision come to life! 

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She knew what the fuck she was doing. 

All day she’d pranced around in a pleated, plaid, skirt that was just work appropriate. Her shirt dipped low enough so the swell of her breasts were on display for entire precinct to see.

But in reality, they were only for me.

I was the only one who was allowed to see the most intimate parts of her. I was the one who got to see the faces she made when she came. Or knew what she looked like when she sucked me off.

The issue? No one else knew that we were together.

We’d decided to keep our relationship quiet for a few reasons. The first was that she was fairly new, only working with the BAU for a good year. The second was that we were around people all day who could practically tell what we were thinking, we wanted something to ourselves.

And fuck did she relish in the fact that no one knew. See, y/n was a fucking brat who knew how to get what she wanted. Her puppy dog eyes worked for almost everyone. Me included. Bur we had a rule. Or well, I had a rule.

No sex while on a case.

It was a rule she despised, but it was a necessity.  Our sex life was very healthy. One look at her and you can see why that is. But when it came to cases, sex should be the last thing on our minds. All of our attention needed to go towards catching killers, not getting each other off.

And it sucked.

Because my little brat liked to use that time to tease the living shit out of me. Seeing how long it would take before I break and, in turn, break her. We’d been away for two and a half weeks, going from one place to the next offering our expertise. In that time I’ve given in twice.

And now it’s been four days since I last four days. She was insatiable. And if she could get it ten times a day, she’d take it. But I had rules and she had to follow them. She knew what would happen if she didn’t, but it seems like she doesn’t care.

I’d shot her warning glances all day, letting her know she needed to chill the fuck out. I either got a giggle or an eye roll in return and I was fuming.

I hit my breaking point just before Hotch dismissed us. Y/N was nowhere to be seen and I was panicking. She had a tendency to wander off on me and with all the bad we see in this world, I was always afraid of someone stealing her.

But then I heard her infectious giggle from the far end of the precinct.

I huffed, stomping my way over to where her voice was coming from. I entered the break room only to find my sweet little pup leaning against a vending machine, twirling a piece of hair around her manicured finger, and chatting it up with a deputy. A deputy, may I add, who practically eye fucked her all day.

I wasn’t trying to blow our cover, but she was making it so fucking hard not too. She smirked as she caught my eye.

“Oh, Spence! You have to meet Deputy Coldit,” she said as she waved me over and I took my place beside her. I had to remind myself that we were around our friends and one wrong move would expose us.

Though, right now, I would do anything to prove she was mine.

The grimy guy looked me up and down, sizing me up for sure. He was shorter than me, probably 5’5” but he had probably ten pounds of muscle on me. So I shot him a sickly, sweet smile.

“Deputy. Nice to meet you.” I was cold and as usual, didn’t stick out my hand. Fuck him. I turned to my girl who stood with her fingers entwined behind her back. It was clear she was trying to look as innocent as she could. But I knew her better than that. And I knew exactly how to get her back into submissive mode.

“Pup, Hotch told us we could leave and I need help packing up.” She stiffened, eyes going wide at the use of her bedroom name. She swallowed and I could see her mind racing as she pressed her thighs together.

“I- okay. It was nice talking to you, deputy,” the blush crept up her neck as she dropped her eyes, moving around the pathetic excuse of a man, and wrapping her arm around mine.

Here’s the thing, we were able to get away with some contact as we were close friends prior to us dating, so things like this wouldn’t give us away. “You’re in big trouble,” I whispered to her as we walked back to the room we worked in.

She said nothing as we packed up our things. By the time we’d gone back, most everyone was already gone. The only ones left were me, y/n, Hotch and Rossi.

“You guys go ahead and take the last SUV back to the hotel. Rossi and I have some stuff to go over to give the profile tomorrow.” We waved goodbye to hotch before walking out of the building. I grabbed the keys before sliding into the drivers seat. Y/N got into the passenger side, a small smile playing on her lips.

“I’m not sure why you’re smirking. You’re in big trouble, pup.” Once we were on the road, my hand found her thigh. And then she laughed.

She actually fucking laughed. And while I usually loved the sound, I was ready to bruise her ass.

“What.” My tone was clipped and cold.

“I just knew that would work,” That smart little whore.

I gripped her thigh tighter, my patience growing increasingly thinner. And though I didn’t want to—because I knew the answer—I asked, “knew what would work?”

I just wanted to hear her say it, “you’re a very jealous boy, daddy. And I’m a very horny little princess. So, I knew if teased you enough, or made you jealous, you’d punish me. So I decided to do both. Maximize my chances!”

“Mmm. Got you.” I said nothing for the rest of the ride.

“Are you giving me the silent treatment?” Her beautiful bambi eyes bore holes in the side of my face as she waiting for a reply. But I stayed quiet.

She poked my cheek, “boy genius. I’m talking to you.”

And when I didn’t answer, she sat back in her seat with a huff and crossing her arms. I swallowed down my smile. She’d get spoken too. She just needed patients.

I parked the SUV in a spot and silently hopped out, collecting both our bags and walking around to open her door. She jumped out, her skirt almost exposing her as she slid off the seat.

“I see you’re still ever the gentleman,” she grumbled as she took my outstretched hand. Even in my jealous haze, I needed her hand in mine.

I led her inside, ushering her into the elevator and pressing my floor number. It was then that I spoke to for the first time since her confession.

“Can I ask you something?” She looked at my reflection in the doors of the elevator, confusion written in her features. But she nodded anyway. I turned to face her, my hands finding a home at the base of her throat as I pushed her back against the elevator.

“Do you think it’s funny to act like a little slut? In front of all our co-workers and friends? It’s embarrassing how disobedient you are, pup. I thought I trained you better,” she was practically panting as I ran my lips over her jaw and over to her ear where I nipped at her lobe. “You’re not a clever as you think you are little girl. Because the minute I look your way, you’re a puddle of submission,” her body shook with excitement as a smile crossed her face.

“What are you going to do about it, sir.” The sarcasm dripped from her beautiful lips as they begged me to take the poison that was her taunt. I indulged, closing the gap between my lips and hers. The kiss was rushed but full of love and passion. We only pulled away when the elevator dinged, alerting us to my floor.

I pulled her by her wrist, practically running to my room to finish what we’d started. I needed to feel her. To show her exactly who she belonged to. She giggled as her heeled feet did their best to keep up with me. I’d barely gotten her through the door before she was on me again.

Her kiss fanned the flame in my chest, my stomach fluttering with the butterflies. In the eight months we’d been together, we’d never fucked with our friends on either sides of us. Sure, that was my fault. But now I was reconsidering my stupid fucking rule as she opened her mouth for me.

We were a mess of rolling hips, sloppy kisses, and roaming hands. She pushed my suit jacket off of my shoulders, the fabric falling to the floor in a heap while her fingers worked on the buttons of my shirt. I unzipped her skirt, letting it fall to the floor. She kicked it to the side as I pulled her shirt over her head.

She was a fucking beauty and she was all mine. I admired her for a moment, her matching bra and pantie set, telling me she was prepared to get her way. My cock twitched in my pants and I knew I needed her mouth on me now.

“knees. Now.” She smirked, dropping to her knees in front of me, her eyes never leaving mine as she worked to unbutton and pull down my slacks and boxers.

“So demanding, Dr. Reid,” she teased as her thumb moved over the bead of pre-cum leaking from my tip. My hands gripped her hair, making a makeshift ponytail as I pulled her towards me. The pretty bitch licked up the underside of my cock instead of taking me fully. She was pushing it because she knew I had nothing to punish her with.

“Stop being a fucking tease or you’ll get nothing.”

“I’ll press my luck.”

I gripped her hair, pulling her to stand. She was testing my already thin patience. Punishment wasn’t my thing usually. But if she kept it up, it was going to be.

When she was steadily on her feet, I yanked her hair back, my free hand coming to grip her cheeks so she had no choice but to look at me. I smirked as my eyes studied her face. Her pupils blown out so the color of her eyes was almost non-existent.

“Keep it up. I fucking dare you to push it. You may not get punished here, but you will when we get home.” She giggled then. The submissive in her trying to give in, but the brat in her not giving up.

I kissed her then, giving her no time to make a snarky comment. I pushed her back, stepping out of my pants as we walked. When her knees hit the back of the bed she collapsed, my body moving with hers as I settled between her legs. I kissed down her neck, nipping but making sure not to mark her.

Until I got lower.

I unlatched her bra, pulling it off of her and throwing it over my shoulder. Then, I marked her. Biting and sucking at the swell of her tits while she moaned above me. I took one of her peaks in my mouth, using my fingers to tweak the neglected one.

She arched into my mouth, whines leaving hers. I pulled back, “not so bratty now are we?”

She gripped my hair as I moved down her body, “shut up.”

I took off her panties, throwing them with the other pieces of clothing in the room.

“Look at you. So fucking wet for me. Such a needy little thing.”

“Please, daddy. Please touch me,” I loved hearing her beg for me. It was one of my favorite things.

I wrapped my hands around her thighs, my grip tight as I prevented her from moving as I worked. She was going to cum on my terms. I licked a stripe up her dripping core, groaning at the taste of her.

“Fuck! Oh fuck,” She whined. I looked up, our eyes meeting while I ate her out like I was starving. And truth be told, I was. I wanted her at all times of the day and if I could, I’d spend forever tangled in the sheets with her.

And now I was really starting to rethink my rule.

I removed one hand, inserting one finger and curling up to hit her special spot. She practically broke in half. “C-close.” I ceased all contact, pulling my fingers out of her.

“You fucking asshole!” She was getting to loud for my liking. I took my spot above her, eyes staring deep into hers.

“If you can keep your voice down, I’ll let you cum. We don’t want the entire floor hearing you being a needy little slut. Right?” She nodded as she rolled her lips into her mouth the smirk still on her pretty face.

I lined myself up with her, sliding in slowly just to be an ass. She hummed as she swallowed her deep moans. I too held mine back, enjoying the feel of her around me.

“Always so fucking tight for me. So warm and wet and needy for me. I fucking love it.” Because I did. I set my pace then, working into a steady rhythm and filling her to the hilt.

I moved one of her legs over my shoulder, practically bending her in half and giving me an angle to hit the deepest parts of her. she arched her back, her body reacting beautifully to my change. “harder, daddy. Please, please.”

“As you wish, pup.” I moved a hand, wrapping it around her throat as I moved my hips harder. The sound of skin slapping skin, ringing around the otherwise silent room. Her quiet moans a delicious melody.

“It’s funny how you think you’re so fucking smart. Prancing around in your little fucking skirt, flirting with sad excuses of men. For what? Because you need attention,” I thrusted harder, her moans slipping past her bitten lips. “Do I not give you enough? Hmm?”

“N-no. I just wanted you to f-fuck me. To see if I could make you break your rules,” she was breathless, her voice barely above a whisper.

I laughed, “who do you belong to, pup? Hmm? Tell me!”

She was losing it, her eyes rolling in the back of her head, “y-you. I belong to you, daddy.”

I could feel just how close she was. I removed my hand from its place on her neck. Moving to where we met and rubbing quick circles around her swollen clit. She let out the filthiest moan I’d ever heard. I let it slide.

“That’s right. You’re mine. My little play thing,” her smile told me all I needed to know. And when she met my eyes, she turned her soul over to me. Like she did every single other time we were like this. “Cum for me, princess. Show me.”

And she did. Her walls clenching around me, practically pushing me out of her. She bit her fist in order to keep her moans down as her body shook with pleasure. And after a few more sloppy thrusts I followed her. Spilling inside her as my lips found hers.

I rocked us through the after shocks. Our kisses sloppy but full of passion. And when it was over, I pulled out of her, moving to the bathroom to collect a rag so I could clean her up.

I found her sprawled out on my bed, a smile on her face while my released dripped out of her. I moved closer, kneeling so I could clean her up. I was careful, knowing how sensitive she got after an orgasm. And when I was done, I moved to my go back and grabbing a t-shirt for her to wear.

I kissed her forehead when it popped through, she giggled a sleepy giggle. Once we were dressed, I crawled into bed and beckoned her into me. She rested her head on my chest, her leg thrown over me while I held her close.

“I love you, y/n. You know that right?”

“Always Spencer. I could never forget that. I love you so much.” She turned her face up, stretching to kiss me. I met her in the middle, softly kissing her the way she deserved. “Besides,” she said when she pulled back, “when you fuck me like that, its hard to forget.”

[babyboibucky]

Should’ve Known Better

Pairing: EB!Frank x Reader

Summary: You should have known better than to sleep with a friend.

Word Count: 3.3k

Warnings: Smut, FWB set-up, a little bit of toxic shit, angst

A/N: Frank got the most votes when I asked which other Seb character I should write for, so here it is! This is very personal to me lmfao it’s somewhat based on my own experience that really fucked me up a couple of years ago aksncajscna no but for real, stay away from the friends with benefits kind of relationship if you can’t keep shit purely sexual lmao also some guys are just fucking assholes even if they’re your friend lol

ALSO, I tagged those who are in my Everything Bucky Tag List. I’m not sure if I’ll write more Frank in the future too so I won’t be creating a separate tag list for him yet.

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"Do you love me?"

It was a simple question that was supposed to make you think. Given your experiences and your personality in general, you were supposed to cringe and ignore it. Maybe even make a joke out of it, especially that it was Frank who was asking you this question.

He wasn't supposed to ask it too. He wasn't one to ask such thing, not especially with the relationship that the both of you have. It was clear from the get go that this was nothing serious.

So why was he asking it now?

And why did you respond to it right away, as if you knew your answer even before he asked?

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"Come on, it'll be fun."

You should've said no. You should have known better.

"I'll make you feel good, you won't regret this."

It did feel good, you were going to give Frank that. Possibly the best, even. But the latter part? You weren't so sure. Were you regretting it? Honestly, no.

Maybe not yet.

You'd rather not think about it for now.

"What's there to lose? We know each other too much to develop feelings anyway, you said so yourself."

Oh there's plenty to lose. Maybe a decade's worth of platonic (was it really platonic from the beginning though?) friendship. Your self-esteem was on the line too, but you didn't know it yet. You'll get there though, whether you like it or not.

"I'm free next Friday, come over. Spend the night with me. What do you say?"

You should've said no. You should have known better.

"Next Friday. I'll see you, okay?"

You should've said no. You should have known better.

"Ugh, fine."

But you said yes because you didn't know any better.

-

That first night with Frank was something else. It was fun and he kept his promise to make you feel good. So, so good. You never thought that sex could be that fucking good. At least, not with your previous partners. Not that you had many in the first place.

But god, Frank knew what he was doing and he loved doing things to you. He loved the entire process of knowing your body, what you liked and what you loved. How you liked to be kissed and touched and fucked.

He studied your body like his fucking life depended on it and you let him. You let him own your body because you needed someone to. You needed to feel something, wanted to have a purpose even for just a short while, even if it meant being someone's fuck buddy.

You felt lost for the longest time, but as you laid on Frank's bed with his tongue lapping up your cunt, you actually felt like you belonged somewhere.

-

You weren't a booty call, definitely not. And when things escalated between the both of you, Frank was already single and had broken off with his recent girlfriend, Daphne. You weren't a doormat nor a side chick. Frank had been your friend for the longest time, one of your closest actually. He knew you the best and not just physically. Frank knew the darkest parts of you the same way you knew him like the back of your hand. He was the most open to you, he said so himself.

"I don't know what I'd do without you." he told you one time.

Frank wasn't afraid to show you his true colors; how he wasn't the kind to settle for one or how he would often end up with someone immature or toxic. He himself was toxic and for the most part, you tolerated him.

That was the mistake on your part.

You let him be himself, that's why you held a special place in his heart. Not even his past girlfriends could get rid of you. You were untouchable.

"Are you sure she's fine with us going out?" you asked Frank one time, as the both of you headed to the movies.

He scoffed, "Yeah, don't worry. I already told her you're my best friend. You're off limits." he chuckled as he placed his hand on the small of your back, guiding you inside the cinema.

"You're fine." he reassured again, this time wrapping his arm around your shoulder and then cradling your head playfully.

-

Looking back, you sometimes ponder whether the friendship was really platonic. You were sure of it when the both of you first became friends; he was a couple of years older than you. You sort of looked up to him like an older brother for the first few years of your relationship. And he was very caring too, always looking out for you.

Your other friends were the first one to notice the closeness. They often told you that Frank seemed to have a thing for you. You brushed it off though, saying that it was impossible.

His girlfriend then was an acquaintance of yours. She was nice and wasn't bothered by how Frank was affectionate towards you.

Indeed, you were untouchable. You were the best friend after all.

-

"We fought again."

You rolled your eyes at Frank as he sat across from you at a local coffee shop near your place. It was your birthday and as always, you spent the most part of it with Frank.

It was like a tradition already, to celebrate your birthday with Frank first before you went out with your friends. Or even family. It was that kind of friendship.

"I'm sorry but who are we talking about again?" you joked.

Frank made a face, "Daphne." he responded. "I just told you about her like, two days ago."

You snickered, "I was kidding. But honestly though, you have to stop flirting with other girls. It's been really difficult for me to keep track of your record, Frank. And are you and Daphne even official?" you asked, taking a sip from your cold brew.

He rubbed his chin and shrugged, "Sorta. Well, we were official two weeks ago. Now though, I'm not so sure. Here's the thing, Daphne can be really..." he said, trying to search for the right words.

You hummed and shook your head, "Immature?" you said and mindlessly scrolled through your phone.

"You should really stop dating girls who are immature, Frank. I swear to god, this is like...I don't know, the fifth time you dated someone like her? Why don't you settle for someone who actually acts her age?" you blurted out.

Frank groaned and transferred to the seat next to you, his body facing yours and his hand landing on your thigh. You didn't mind, didn't think it was too touchy or intimate for someone who was in a relationship. It was pretty common for Frank to be this touchy with you anyway, you never paid much attention to it nor given it any malice.

"We fought because of you actually." Frank admitted with an apologetic smile.

Your head snapped towards him, a scowl etched on your face. "What did I do?!" you asked in defense.

"It was my fault. Daph saw your photo inside my wallet." he said.

"You should really throw away that photo. Jesus, why do you still have it anyway?" you complained.

Frank scoffed, "That's my favorite photo of you. I don't wanna get rid of it."

That was the last day that you considered your friendship with Frank platonic.

-

Come over

I miss u xoxo

Miss eating u out

Miss ur moans, wanna hear them again

You groaned at the continuous notifications that flooded your phone. While you were at work. After that first night with Frank, he had gotten extra clingy. No lies though, it felt nice to be wanted like this.

im free nxt Sat

Yay

Cant wait to see u, missed u a lot

dude, we were at the mall together just last wk

U really dont get attached do u?

Frowning at Frank's reply, you honestly didn't understand what he was implying.

what u mean?

Nothing

Work kept you busy for the entire week, with Frank bombarding you with sweet texts. You've avoided being sweet with him, it felt wrong. You weren't an affectionate person but Frank was, it was sort of one-sided. It wasn't a big deal anyway.

No one from the rest of your friends knew what had become of your friendship with Frank. You just thought it wasn't something that should be revealed. It was like your and Frank's little secret. You had to admit, the thrill only made the sex better.

Whenever the both of you went out with other people, the tension was there and it was fun. It was fun trying to brush off the way Frank's hand would steal touches from your waist, or how he'd subtly squeeze your thigh. The looks you exchanged from across the room; how Frank's "fuck me" eyes were meant for you and only you.

Things like that made you feel a certain type of way. But you never dwelled on it, or at least, you thought you didn't.

-

"Yeah, fuck...just like that, baby."

Frank's fingers dug deeply into the skin of your ass as he guided your hips. You gripped onto the back of the couch as you bounced on his cock, head thrown back from pleasure as Frank suckled one of your nipples. You could feel each of his fingers pressing down against your skin, it's probably going to leave bruises again.

"Frank, shit. I'm close." you panted against the skin of his neck, your arms wrapping around his shoulders and pulling him close.

Frank grunted and took your face in between his palms, forcing you to look at him as he began to thrust his hips upwards, eliciting a high-pitched whimper from you.

"Wanted to see you like this ever since." he breathed out, pressing his lips against your open mouth.

"Wanted you since we met, d'you know that?" he asked, grabbing a fistful of your hair and tugging your head back so he could nibble on your throat.

You shook your head and gripped his shoulders, nails scratching at his skin as you continued to ride his cock, "God, Frank...so close." you moaned.

You felt Frank's lips curl into a smirk against your neck, his fingers gripping your hair to keep you in place as his other hand slipped in between your bodies, finding your clit and rubbing it to help you reach your climax.

Every single time he touched you, you felt like your entire body was on fire. You felt the most alive, the most free whenever Frank fucked you. Maybe because he was truly gifted in bed or maybe he just knew your body and how to make it sing.

Or maybe it was because of the way he looked at you whenever you fall apart for him. Like he only had eyes for you, like it was only you that he could see.

Sweaty bodies and hoarse voices, the smell of smoke and sex lingering in the air. It was such a familiar ambiance by now. You liked how the aftermath of fucking Frank was never awkward, if any, it was a comfortable experience with the both of you just talking casually about how each other's day went.

"So I'm talking to this girl..." Frank said, turning you around so he could spoon you. Oh, the irony of the intimacy and conversation.

"Where'd you meet this girl?" you asked.

"Tinder." Frank snorted before pressing a kiss on your nape. "No, but she's different. I don't know, there's something about her."

You merely hummed in response.

"Think I might ask her out."

The first sting. The first realization. The first denial.

You should've said no. You should've known better.

-

The art exhibit wasn't a flop, but you wouldn't call it a success either. When you got a call from the organizer asking whether they can include your paintings in the exhibit, you said yes instantly. What can you say? You were a struggling artist who was seeking validation.

But now that you stood in front of your works with barely ten people attending the one-day exhibit, you thought that this wasn't a validation. It felt like a wake up call that maybe, art wasn't your calling and that you should probably give up on your dream.

"These are amazing."

You were on the verge of breaking down when you heard his voice. Turning around, you were surprised to see Frank. He was nodding his head as he approached you, his eyes scanning each of your painting.

"What are you doing here? I thought you had work." you asked.

Frank gave you a face, "Did you really think I'd miss out on your first exhibit?" he said and pulled you into a warm embrace.

"I'm proud of you." he whispered before kissing the crown of your head.

One validation from Frank was all it took for the walls to crumble down. He was the one who had been there for you all along and that was why you completely trusted him.

Frank will never hurt you, he'll never bring you down.

Or so you thought.

-

"Do you love me?"

It was a question that was supposed to make you think. But you didn't, because even before Frank decided to ask you that, you already had your answer.

You knew your answer for the longest time now, but decided to lock it into a box that you kept in the deepest part of your heart. It remained there unbothered and almost forgotten, up until this point.

That's why it was so easy for you to respond to it without even batting an eye.

"Yes."

It was too late when you realized that you had just admitted that you were in love with Frank. But you felt like it was the right time for you to bring out the key to that box, open it and just set your truth free.

They said that the truth will set you free, but why does it feel like it only imprisoned you?

"Shit, I was kidding." Frank said, his face panicked and body stiff from your unexpected admission.

Before you could even say something, Frank let out a nervous laugh as he ran his hand through his locks. "Wow, I didn't...are you serious?" he asked again.

It took you everything to brush off the pain, "Yeah, but it's no big deal. Come on." you shook your head and forced out a breathy chuckle.

Frank heaved out a deep sigh, "Fuck, I was messing with you. Are you sure it's fine? I mean, would this change anything?" he asked.

You deadpanned, "No, Frank. It wouldn't change anything. Like I said, get over it. It's not like I'm in love with you. I just love you...if that makes sense? You're my friend." you explained, more like lied.

"Look, it's not like I'm unattracted to you. I like you, I like spending time with you. It's just that I sort of don't see myself committing to you."

It didn't sink in to you immediately, Frank's statement. You didn't pay it any mind because again, you knew Frank. He wasn't one to commit so that was fine, you understand where he was coming from. It's not like you were going to force yourself on him too. But then you accidentally glanced at his phone and saw the messages he'd been exchanging with a certain someone.

When r u coming home?

In a little while, Daph

That night, Frank's statement hit you like a ton of bricks but again, you chose to deny what you actually felt. It's fine.

You're fine.

-

You should've said no. You should've known better.

Those words rang in your ears on the day that you found out. Your body turned cold, your vision blurred and your head spun. You'd never experienced hurt and anger like this, the kind that consumed you.

The kind that made you realized and admit that fuck, you'd truly fallen for Frank only for him to break your heart.

It didn't help that you were having such a terrible day at work. And Frank was so sweet to ask you whether you wanted to meet up with him. Not for sex, but to talk. The sex came rarely recently and was replaced with wholesome trips to the grocery, shit like that.

You knew there was something special going on. Even after he told you that he didn't see himself being with you, there was something.

Apparently, that something was just an assumption. Because when you asked Frank to meet you up that night, he said he couldn't and needed to be somewhere. That he'd meet with you the next day instead, a promise.

But then you saw him post a photo of him and Daphne. And it made your blood boil.

u back together?

No. Not really, been trying to fix it but u know how it is.

if ur trying to fix it with her then im out, frank

Wait what? Hey, are u mad?

r u fucking serious? u knew i love u and u come here parading ur ex, what the fuck is that all abt?

Shit, hey. Look, let's talk later, okay? Im out, will txt u when Im free.

Frank didn't text you back for the rest of the day.

-

You should've said no. You should've known better. But you said yes because you didn't know any better.

Were you regretting it? Yes. Sometimes.

You didn't know which hurt the most, the fact that Frank kept you in the dark while he was trying to patch things up with his ex, or that he considered you his best friend and still chose to break your heart.

He knew you the best, your relationship and trust issues and out of all the people, he really had to be the one to fuck you up the most. You trusted him so much, trusted him not to hurt you. Hell, if he doesn't want to commit then that's fine. But for him to treat you like a second option? Fuck that.

For him to confuse you with his actions, the intimacy...were all of those even real? All the times he came to your support when you had no one, when he was there for you on days you felt alone. What were those? He made you feel so fucking special, like it was possible to actually turn the friendship into something more than just fucking.

All this time you thought it was one-sided because you never actually showed Frank how much you meant to him the same way he did to you. Turned out that it was one-sided, but only because you were the only one who fell.

The following day, you received a voicemail from Frank. You pondered whether you were ready to listen to it but at the same time, you wanted to give him the benefit of the doubt. It was pretty stupid, he fucked you up and there was no excuse for that. But the friendship you had with him had a strong hold on you.

"Look, I'm sorry I didn't tell you. That was my mistake." he started off. "I thought that this was really just sex and having fun, but I want you to know that I like you. I really do, you're special to me. Please give me a chance to make things right. Daph and I...I want to end things with her. Please stay, I don't know what I'd do without you."

“I just didn’t expect that you’d end up falling for me, I mean shit. You know the real me, how fucked up I am when it comes to relationships. Just please...please stay?”

Did you stay? Sort of. But you kept your distance, didn't meet up with Frank after that and only responded to his texts occasionally. Did he end things with Daph?

He didn't.

He said he would but instead, they got back together.

It was fucking selfish of Frank to ask for you to stay only for him to get back together with his ex. It'd be better for him to just slap you in the face then.

Being told that he couldn't see himself committing to you but then going back with his ex was the cherry on top. God, if that didn't mess up with your self-worth.

You totally stopped talking to Frank, ignored his texts and calls. You stayed away from him, tried to get over him and eventually, you did. But you'd be lying if you said that he never left an effect on you. Because he did, Frank did a number on you and it would take you a long fucking time to completely recover from the damage he inflicted on you.

You should've said no. You should've known better. But you said yes because you didn't know any better.

And that's okay, because there's nothing wrong with taking risks and ending up in heartbreak.

You live, you love and you learn.

-

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Comments and Questions about Encanto - Part 2

Triangles as the shapes in Bruno's cave, literally everywhere,

oH, THE SIDES OF THE HOURGLASS

Things crack more when things start to get placed together… why???

ABUELAAA AHHHH

Why does abuela always get angry at Mirabel. Im sorry miss girl here doesn't have a gift

"WE DONT TALK ABOUT BRUNOOOO BUT-" - love that s how the sing starts

"Im sorry mi vida go onnnn"- supportive HUSBAND <3

"I associate him with the sound of falling sand" is that because of the sand in his room or does she associate everyone with sound?

How does Camilo know more about Bruno when him and Mirabel are the same age. I really do believe in the idea that he saw Bruno in the kitchen getting a snack as a kids and freaked out

Casita helping Mirabel hide the vision when Agustin walks in makes my heart squeeze

Agustin freaking outttt and puts the prophecy into his pocket even though we all know something WILL happen

The little "hmm" thing that Dolores does. Makes me wonder how she picked that up and OH- maybe she does that to signal she was listening, or maybe she does that when she hears something that makes her uncomfortabe in some way????

The eye contact between Dolores and Mirabel added tension but it was also kinda funny in an uncomfortable way. y'know?

Camilo's gift being affected because of his mood- we see this several times. Pepa does this too. It doesn't have to be a negative emotion though (will mention later)

"Camilo fix your face" Felix said that so casually and i dont know if thats because hes trying to protect that families image with guests over or if its becasue it happens all the time

Pepa petting her hair for "clear skys" kinda like this because shes not just emotionally trying to clear things, but also with her gift (definitely want to talk about her emotions and gift later)

Mariano was going to do a song for Isabela and thats literally so sweet

Mariano is definitely a mama's boy

THOSE ANIMALS ARE SO MISCHIEVOUS AND ARE SEEN STEALING THINGS EARLIER FROM AGUSTIN IN THE MOVIE

Dolores covering her ears while yelling

Sensitive ears???

Agustin looking after his daughter <3 (I love him and felix, who im convinced are best bros)

Mirabels glasses are green like Bruno's eyes being green, AND PROPHECY- WAIT

COLOR THING AGAIN??? (dude, im obsessed with colors representing things)

parkour my dude. - love that there is a hole their thats he constantly jumping over and never fixed

Probably why Bruno is so fit- or that Ju

Camilo helping his mom- mama boy- which im obsessed with cause hes seen as a sarcastic jokester but he really has a sweet side AH

Literally triangles everywhere on Bruno

Bruno things include the folowing:

Knocking on wood

Salt

Sugar

Not stepping on cracks

BRUNO LEFT FOR MIRABELS SAKE- oh gosh that hurts like a butt cheek on a stick

Antonio just meeting his uncle and being like "yeah, use my room. Rats told me about it lols"

Back to the familia-

"I was thinking OF MY DAUGHTER" one of my favorite lines

we must protect our family- oh gosh, Abuela, pls look at what is happening. Mirabel is a PART of the family.

Sand- time- future? (sorry if this already made sense but i didn't get it until now)

Am I fighting or hugging??? ISABELA???

Bruno being afraid of his own mother hurts ( but me too Bruno, I'd be terrified of abuela)

"The family was happy, abuela was happy." NEVER did we here a "i was happy" from isabela

Isa <3

What else can she do? Without having to be prefect she wants something true not perfect

The amount of faith Mirabel has in Isabela and her control of the plants amazes me- CAUSE THEYRE LITERALLY ZOOMING THROUGH THE SKY ON A VINE AT ONE POINT

Best sister hyper upper goes to mirabel

ABUELA NOT LISTENING TO MIRABEL MAKES ME GO GRRRR

the cracks started with you (mirabel)

Bruno left cause of you (mirabel)

Youre (mirabel) hurting the family

I will never be good enough for you? Will I? No matter how hard I try… no matter how hard any of us tries. WE ALL LOVE THIS FAMILY. THE MIRACLE IS DYING BECAUSE OF YOU (not exact quote but you get the picture)

Mirabel not having a power to rely on BUT STILL GETS THE CANDLEEE

Casita helping her to the end

Bruno not being shoved out by Casita unlike the rest of them??? Hmm??? why? WHY???

CASITA <3

Casita waving GOODBYE- im sorry but that hurts...

Dolores helping abuela is so bittersweet

Everyone trying to find Mirabel and even the towns people knowing about this

Abuela never being able to process her trauma HURTS ME TOO

Two Ourguitas

THE LOVE PEDRO HAD FOR HIS WHOLE FAMILY

OH GOSH *slams keyboard* pls dont finish reading this one if death and imagining horrible deaths make you uncomfortable- ---------------------HE WAS NOT SHOT BUT PROBABLY HAD HIS HEAd CHOPPED OFF BY THE MACHETE

im sobbing rn

I can finally see--- open your eyes

COLOR OMG

MIRACLE IS GOLDEN

SO IS BUTTERFLY

aND THE CANDLE

The admitting of brokenness makes me feel broken

Mirabel loving her family no matter what she went through is so UGHH- pain

Bruno GOING BACK FOR MIRABEL TO STAND UP FOR HERRRR GO TÍO BRUNOOOO

ABULEA STILL HAD HER WEDDING RING ON- I just realised that

I realized that stars is mentioned several times in this movie. Like during Waiting on a miracle mirabel says something like "shine like all of you shine" and she mentions something like this again in the last song of this movie.

abuela singing in this song <3

BRUNO AND HIS SISTERS REUNION

The town helping and giving back <3

Isabela and Luisa incorporating a part of their songs into the last song makes me happyyyy

Marianos "I see you" really shook my heart BECAUSE THINGS LIKE THIS IS MENTIONED A LOT AND IT MAKES ME THINK THAT HE REALLY DOES SEEM TO LIKE HER FOR HER AND NIT CAUSE SHE IS A MADRIGAL AND YEAH

...sorry for all caps... but-

THEM HAVING A DOORKNOB TO GIVE TO MIRABEL AND ANTONIO WALKING HER TO THE DOOR JUST LIKE SHE DID FOR HIM AHHH

"I see… me. All of me." She sees her worth guys SHE SEES IT

CasITA WAVING "hola Casita" *heart melts*

Isabela have an indigo indigo dress with colors instead of purple. She is showing her true colors- wait- COLORS AGAIN BRO

Luisa getting the break the queen DESERVES

The family photo not being perfect just WARMS MY HEART- They have so much love, and aren't just being focused on their gifts.

I love things about family so much that my heart aches because of it- *sobs joyfully*

AH, END OF THE MOVIE AND IM STILL OBSESSED

[cinnamonest]

I feel like I’ve found my kin, I fell in love with Kakashi when I was like 8 LOL. Can I request some general yandere Zoro headcanons btw? I loved/still love him too 😶

Yes you may ahhh!!!! I love Zoro so much. I love writing for fandoms like this bc shounen anime are... Well, shounen, they're aimed at dudes, so they tend to not have as large of a female audience so there's not a lot of content out there. I love Luffy and there's like zero girl-targeted content for him. I swear I've spent so much time looking for wholesome, decent LuNa (my otp im sorry i just hhhh) doujins that aren't super male-oriented, and there's like... 2. For a 900+ episode anime. 2.

I also love the concept of a yandere in a situation where they CAN'T kidnap you, they're limited by their circumstances, so they have to kind of adjust or go insane. It's an interesting dynamic because it eliminates the norm for yanderes.

I think I mentioned this but I'm not 100% caught up with one piece (I mean, who is?), so I'm just keeping it simplistic and going with kinda basic Zoro and nothing with specific character developments or any spoilers other than his backstory

Yandere Roronoa Zoro (One Piece)

Tws: all the usuals -- yandere, noncon, kidnapping

He meets you while he's lost. I'm sorry I just. Zoro gets lost in the middle of some place they're docked, and you're just such a sweetheart, you see this guy clearly not knowing where he's going, and offer to help him. He's kind of taken aback by your softness and sweetness.

He's not easily made aware of his own feelings. He's a rough and tough sort of guy, and he has dedicated himself to swordsmanship so much that he's neglected to focus on himself and his interpersonal relationships, and he's not really self aware at all of his own feelings, very out of touch with his emotions.

Obviously, even if he tries to shove it down, Kuina weighs heavily on his mind in relation to you. He's another man that has known loss and it's dealt its damage on his psyche. He can't lose another person who's dear to him again.

This results in him becoming insanely protective, one of the most protective yans out there. He's easily one led into paranoia delusions regarding your safety. However, he's an honest and reasonable guy and can be level-headed when confronted. If someone (not yourself, as he thinks you're naive, but maybe another girl like Nami or Robin) tells him he's being overprotective and exaggerating about your safety, he may actually have a moment of self-realization and admit to it. He's capable of being reasonable enough to see it once it's pointed out to him. However... this doesn't stop him. He tries, really, he genuinely tells himself that he needs to stop. But his instincts just kind of take over. It's an impulse, to stop you from doing even the most slightly dangerous things.

Once you join the Straw Hat Crew, he just kinda... clings. It's a silent presence, but he's always there, constantly seems to show up wherever you are. Unfortunately, you can't really... get away from him per se. You're kinda limited to one ship, at least as long as you're out on the sea. Your only option for respite is going to your room or bathing, otherwise, he's gonna follow you, even if he's not saying anything and (very badly) trying to feign indifference, pretending you just happen to be going the same way all the time. He doesn't really know what to say, he's not good with these things, and often he's acting without really thinking too much about it. He won't usually strike up a conversation, he just... is there. Watches. May awkwardly ask a question or make a passing comment.

One scenario I imagine is you jokingly picking up one of his swords and wielding it around giggling and he just flips out, takes it from you and yells at you not to do that, are you an idiot? Do you want to trip and fall and have that impale you? Do you realize how easy it would be for you to slice your arm open by accident? It's startling to both you and anyone watching -- even for someone who gets yell-y as easily as him, it seems like an overreaction. He'll apologize but insist it's a safety thing, really.

And he really tries to hide his more... aggressive nature, because he thinks it will drive you away -- he's a blunt, tough guy with a short-fused temper, and he thinks that's definitely not something women like very much. He tries not to yell at you, not get mad so easy, keep his calm better around you, and might even be nicer to others so that you don't think he's mean. And for the most part, he can manage that. Except when it comes to a very specific, very problematic blonde crew member. His little conflicts with Sanji get worse, to even a point that he's snapping at him so frequently that even Sanji himself is a bit bewildered and caught off guard by it. The others notice they fight a lot more often... and Zoro always seems to instigate it, picking quarrels over the littlest things. In reality, he's afraid of the other's... sleazy nature. He can't have you falling for that bastard. He even starts to get jittery when you're in the presence of Franky, Usopp, hell even Luffy of all people. It's noticeable, and everyone kinda worries for him.

He kicks himself for it as soon as he does it, but he finds himself insulting you nonetheless. It's a terrible habit. He gets so awkward and flustered that it's second nature for him to say something snarky or even rude when you talk to him, and he immediately is just mentally screaming at himself for doing so. This will get a bit better with time, though, if you two talk more often.

Now, even if you can fight, you're never gonna really get the opportunity. In battle, he's clinging to you and protecting you at every moment, even if it costs the others some unnecessary wounds. It's highly uncharacteristic of him, and they notice. He won't leave your side, insisting that you're a weak fighter and that he has to take care of you. You just don't get it, you overestimate yourself, you underestimate your enemies, you're a girl. What, Nami and Robin? Well, they've been at this much longer than you, and they had rough upbringings. You're different. You're soft... fragile. You just can't see it. You're lucky he's here to protect your dumbass.

Due to your setup, well, he can't really kidnap you per se. He undoubtedly would if you two were somewhere else, in another life or another setting, but that's not really an option, and even as a yandere, he would never go so far as to kill or abandon his crew. So, he's stuck with just... slowly, slowly mentally deteriorating.

Now, he's not capable of kidnapping, he's not smart enough to really manipulate you into anything (although he WILL tell you that some of the other guys are out to use you), so, he's left to be the guard dog he inevitably becomes to you. If you avoid him, he'll just follow you. If you don't talk to him, that's ok. If you confront him, he'll just insist he has no idea what you're talking about, and you'll start to feel like maybe you're just paranoid. The others... don't really know what to do, to be honest. I can see Nami/Robin potentially confronting him, but in the end, they can't force him to change his behaviors, and they can't afford to lose him. This results in, gradually, everyone slowly kind of accepting your dynamic onboard. They feel bad for you, really, but... in the end, Zoro's just more valuable to the crew. Sorry. They're not gonna get rid of him, but they don't want to get rid of you either.

If you leave? It may just be one of the very very few things that could ever cause him to leave the Strawhats. It would tear him up, really, it goes against his dreams, his pride, his loyalty, but in the end... his loyalty is first and foremost to you. He'll follow you if you leave. It's a bad move on your part, because this gets rid of the only thing standing between you and kidnapping. Which, at that point, surely will happen. Like his other behaviors, he'll feel bad, he'll try and stop himself, tell himself it's wrong, but you'll end up bound in some dark basement nonetheless. He's one to take a very simple approach. Find you alone, sling you up and over his shoulder and carry you off before anyone can come.

Rejection doesn't faze him. No matter what, he'll remain by your side. Even if you never love him in return. It's just his nature, he's a guardian through and through.

In the end, he'll be right there by your side, scaring off any competitors, clinging to you like glue, ever in your presence like a shadow, forever. Whether you want him to or not. He's just an inescapable force, an unmovable object, and you're wasting your time trying to change your fate.

Now, he's very flustered with anything sexual. Highly embarrassed, lots of shame, and doesn't talk much about it. It just kind of happens. He doesn't talk much during, mostly grunts and the occasional fuck when you clamp down, occasionally asking you if you're ok, if it hurts, if it feels good. It's one of the only very soft sides of him. In the end, he really, truly loves you, and doesn't want to hurt you, he wants you to feel good and just love him. It's a very different side to him, one no one else has ever really seen, it's the most vulnerable he himself has ever been with another person.

He feels shame for it, but initially he'll definitely be one to steal your things, sit outside of your room at night, listening to you through the wall, try and get glimpses of you bathing or dressing. He really, really feels guilty, and he's one that will, once you're comfortably restrained and never going anywhere, just sit down and list out every nasty little thing he's ever done regarding you, just to get it off his chest. He understands if you react badly, and he'll apologize, which is a bit ironic considering how much worse kidnapping you is.

He'll apologize for that, too. He's actually one to do so a lot. He's normally a proud guy, but with this? He knows it's wrong, he knows it's fucked up. He knows he can't stop. And he'll be sorry to the moon and back. Just never sorry enough to stop.

He's actually a pretty vanilla guy. Hand-holding missionary type. And, despite being so embarrassed over it all, oddly romantic about it. It's one of the only things he's ever soft and gentle about, it's almost unbelievable to you that he's capable of being so gentle and slow with anything. But he'll kiss your forehead, really take his time with it all, make you cum on his fingers before ever actually fucking you. Hold your hand, look into your eyes. It would be honestly incredibly sweet if it weren't... you know, taking place in some dark sealed off room after dragging you there against your will.

If he's particularly mad, he can get rougher, but he'll apologize after. It's a lot of harsh grabbing, biting, it leaves bruises that he'll rub over softly, whispering an apology, even if a little part of him likes the way it looks on you.

[watchmegetobsessed]

With you - Harry Styles

❄️ FANFICmas 2020 ❄️

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fanficmas week 2! i really hope you guys are enjoying the holiday content! updated the fanficmas post with the title of next week’s fic and im working hard on more content, hopefully i’ll have more time when i finish school next week. take care!

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Getting into a relationship so close to the holidays is a pain in the ass. There are just so much unexplored territory, it makes an already stressful time even harder. What do you buy them? Do you spend it together? Do you take them home to your family? Do they want you to meet their family? There really should be a manual to answer all these questions, because it really works up your anxiety.

When you made things official with Harry just a short month before Christmas, you didn’t think about all these things, but once you were able to see from the pink clouds around you, realization hit you hard. These were all crucial questions and you were afraid to ask them straight. What if you disagree on one? What if you want him to meet your family, but he feels rushed? The two of you only dated for a few weeks before he finally asked you to be his girlfriend. You could jump and scream from happiness, but then you realized what it means for the holidays and now you are stressing out.

Harry however knows you well enough to notice that something is off, so one evening, when you’re on the phone he softly asks.

“Love, everything alright?” you hear his soft murmur through the phone.

“Yeah, why are you asking?” you say, trying your best to sound convincing.

“Because the moment I brought Christmas up you started giving one word answers. You know you can tell me anything, right?”

Your heart aches, he is such a sweetheart. You can’t just put it all aside hoping for the best, you need to be mature and just communicate your fears. Hopefully, he won’t think you’re crazy for stressing on such things.

“I’m just… a little anxious about the holidays.”

“Okay, talk to me. What’s gotten you feeling that way?”

“I’m just not sure what we should do.”

“What do you mean?”

“Well, we haven’t talked about what happens on Christmas. Do you want me to meet your family? Do you want to meet mine? Do we celebrate together or meet after the holidays?”

You hear a soft chuckle on the other end of the call and you huff to yourself. Good to know, he finds it entertaining.

“Love, don’t stress about it, alright? We can talk about it now. But there’s no wrong answer, okay?”

“Do you really mean that?”

“I do. I know it’s our first Christmas together, a kind of important step, so I just want to make sure you’re comfortable with whatever we come up with.”

“You are literally making it so hard for me to comprehend that you’re real when you are so caring and loving Harry,” you mumble in the phone, earning another chuckle from him. Moments like this, when he acts like a real prince charming just makes you unable to wrap your head around the fact that you are dating this man. He is your boyfriend and you are his girlfriend. Unbelievable!

The two of you talk it through and come up with a plan for the holidays. Dinner at your parents’ on the 25th, lunch with his family on the 26th and then ice-skating in the evening, just the two of you.

Now that you have cleared it all, you just worry about one thing: not to do anything during the holidays that would make him want to leave you right away.

Dinner at your parents’ goes by smoothly, it’s not a surprise Harry wraps both of them around his fingers, you were kind of expecting it beforehand. Besides, your mom was already so excited to meet your charming new boyfriend, he doesn’t even have to try that hard through the evening.

Now lunch with his family has been working up your anxiety, but when Anne greets you with a warm hug and some sweet words about how grateful she is to finally meet the girl her son has been gushing about, your nerves fade and you let yourself enjoy this time with them. They are all so welcoming and you really hit it off with Gemma, already making plans after the holidays, just the two of you.

“Already getting rid of me, babe?” Harry teases you softly and you just kiss him with an innocent look.

After family time at the Styles home, Harry drives you home to get changed and pick your skates up before dropping by his house to do the same. You arrive to the skating rink a little after five, the sun has already dipped down below the horizon, the Christmas lights all around the place are setting the mood for the evening.

“I’m warning you, I’m not that good of a skater,” you tell him with a nervous smile as you finish up with your skates.

“S’alright, I’ll look out for you,” he smirks, making your heart flutter in your chest. He holds out a hand for you and you gladly take it, balancing on the blades a little wobbly. It’s been quite a few years since the last time you skated and you surely became a little rusty. You can only hope you won’t embarrass yourself that badly, wouldn’t want such an awkward memory from your first Christmas spent together with Harry.

“Hold onto me all you want, Love,” he tells you when he is already on the ice, helping you step into the rink as well. Your ankles aren’t holding up too steadily, so you take up on his offer and cling onto him for dear life.

You manage to get on the ice without smashing your face against it, so you give yourself a point for that. Harry seems to be comfortable in his black skates, gliding on the ice easily, always looking out for you to help or catch you if you might fall.

It surely takes you time to get used to moving around on the ice, losing balance quite often, but Harry is always quick to catch you just in time, saving you from falling.

“You are getting better, babe,” he smiles at you proudly when you are only holding one of his hands, trying your best to move forward, people passing you in a faster pace, but you are just happy to take it in slower.

“Sorry to hold you back. You can go a few rounds without me if you want,” you tell him, knowing well he would easily be able to circle the rink smoothly like a pro.

“I’m perfectly fine, don’t worry about me, Love,” he smiles at you and he sounds genuine. Returning the smile you try to inch closer to steal a quick kiss, holding onto his hand you manage to reach him, but right before your lips could meet his, a guy speeds past you so suddenly, he scares you, making you jump and easily fall out of your balance you worked so hard to keep all along. Harry’s arm immediately flies around you, trying to keep you steady, but it’s all dead business.

You launch forward, not able to hold yourself up, collapsing against Harry, who desperately tries to keep the both of you standing, but he doesn’t succeed. The two of you fall to the hard ice and though you mostly land on Harry, it’s still painful and you can only imagine what it feels like for him.

“Oh shit!” you gasp when you finally realize what just happened and that you’re lying flat on Harry who is grunting underneath you. “Harry, I’m so sorry!” you whimper, already feeling the embarrassment crawling up on your cheeks, heating them up. Of course you have to be so clumsy to pull Harry down with you when you fall.

Eyes falling to Harry’s face you see that his expression is quite pain twisted and looking down at him you try to find where he hurt himself.

“Wha-what hurts?” you frantically ask as he opens his eyes, staring up at the sky, seemingly holding his breath.

“Don’t panic, Love, but I think my wrist is broken,” he huffs out and you gasp at his words. You carefully get off of him and your gaze finds the hand that’s probably injured, but you can’t see much, his coat and sweater still covering it.

You manage to hold your tears back as you and Harry somehow push yourselves up from the ice and make your way off the rink. He is holding himself up like a soldier, not even whimpering at the pain he is surely feeling, but you can tell it’s painful as hell. You help him change into his boots, then change yourself as well, pack everything up as you head out to the car. This time you’re clearly driving and sitting in the dark car you need to bite into your lower lip to stop yourself from crying, but you are not even the one who is injured.

You just can’t believe he broke an arm because of you. How pathetic are you really? This evening will surely haunt you for years.

You feel Harry’s gaze on you while you drive, and you’re pretty sure he can tell how shaken up you are, but he chooses not to comment on it and you’re more thank thankful for that choice.

You park down at the hospital and walking in you are faced with the holiday chaos of the ER, that basically looks like hell. The place is packed, nurses and doctors are rushing from one point to the other, patients are waiting everywhere, children are crying and it’s a whole mess.

You check Harry in at the nurse station and the nice lady asks the two of you to wait until his name is called. Harry spots two empty chairs in the corner so you make yourselves comfortable there for the wait ahead of you.

He can tell you are blaming yourself and shutting yourself down, but he surely doesn’t want you to think it’s any of your fault.

“Hey,” he softly breathes out catching your attention. “What’s going on in your pretty head?”

You let out a tired and frustrated sigh, rolling your lips into your mouth.

“Just that I’m such a loser, breaking my boyfriend’s hand on our first Christmas together.”

“You did not break my hand, okay? It was an accident, Love.”

“Yeah, but I fell on you and that’s why it happened. I wouldn’t blame you if you wanted nothing to with me after this,” you mumble under your breath, but Harry is shocked to hear your words. Moving up his healthy hand to cup your cheek he turns your face to force you to look into his eyes.

“Okay, this is the silliest thing I’ve ever heard from you. Why would I want to break up with you for this?”

“Because… I’m a clumsy loser?” you whisper, feeling the tears stinging in your eyes again. “I’m so not the right match for you, anyone can see that,” you huff sadly.

“Stop this, I hate seeing you doubt yourself. Because it makes me feel like I don’t worship you enough, that I don’t show you enough how crazy I am for you.”

“You are?” you mumble with wide eyes.

“Oh, absolutely,” he chuckles, running his thumb across the soft skin under your eye. “And this is going to be the funniest and best story to tell later. I can’t wait to tease you every year about it,” he smirks smugly at you, and though you want to roll your eyes at him, your heart is threatening to jump out of your chest. He is planning to spend more Christmases with you!

“I’m sorry this is how our first Christmas turned out to be. In a crowded hospital waiting room,” you huff your apology and he just smiles down at you sweetly, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead.

“It doesn’t matter where we are. I just want to be with you.”

[aliceinborderlandsquidgame]

Hcs: having Karube and Arisu as your Bfs!

Polyrelationahip - nsfw (MalexFemxMale) - long hcs cause i got carried away -

Lets start with this. The 3 of you met during highschool.

You first meet Arisu since he was talking about a game that you were currently playing so you end aproaching him.

HE IS A BLUSH MESS CAUSE

You are so cute

You like games

You keep smiling at him when he gets passionated over a centrain fact of the game.

So, the 2 of you start a friendship.

Arisu ends presenting you his other 2 friends Chota and Karube

"Time you presented us your girlfriend" by Chota

"Shut up Chota" by Arisu

Being intimidated by Karube at first and he notices right away so he makes a mental note to be soft when you are around.

Time passes and the 4 of you are inseparable.

Skipping school somdays

Going out at night around the city

Playing games with Arisu

Chota and you being silly together.

During all of that Karube ends getting romantic feelings towards you.

So he is hella nervous cause you are his friend and he knows that Arisu likes you too (this boy cant hide his feelings but you never noticed them).

He tries to distance himself from you

Bad idea

You are there asking him whats wrong

"Did i do something wrong?"

"No, well yes, well no! I mean..., i just want you to be happy"

"Im happy, im happier when you are with me and with Arisu and Chota.

Karube heart as exploted.

From that day on he does his best to make you happy.

Once out of highschool the 4 of you keeps in touch.

Meeting at the bar where Karube works.

Talking about the future.

"Do you think i can have a koala?"

"Here? No. Maybe in australia?"

You get this man a Koala plush and he ends sleeping with it.

Now, all this time arisu and karube had have feelings for you. And you have feelings for both of them. That caused you to be in a conflict cause you dont want to ruin your friendship with them so you never said a thing.

Who is the poor soul that knows all of this and has hear all of the problems?

Chota.

Chota knows how much the 3 of you like each other and its painfull to see the 3 of you not acting on it.

Yes, at one point Arisu started to like Karube too!! He loved his friend but realized that he loved him just as he loves you!

Chota its so done with the 3 of you.

BORDERLAND

When ending in borderland the 4 of you end being scared as hell.

No ones wants do die.

After first game, the 4 of you ended in a place for the night trying to proccess all.

Now that your lifes its in danger Karube, Arisu and You want to confess but also want to focus on live.

But after another game the pressure its too much so BOOM you guys confess.

Akward.

"Look (y/n) i have like you for a long time, since highschool and now we are in this hell. I know its not the best time but i needed to tell you this".

CONFUSED (Y/N) HAS BEEN ACTIVATED

Arisu its the next saying that just like Karube he likes you a lot but he also likes Karube (god karube never blushed so hard) and that he understands if his feelings are not reciprocated from either of you 2 but he just like Karube needed to tell both of you how he feels

With you? You are blushing and trying to get a good answer for them. The 2 guys you loved, loves you back and also like each other?

Its there light in this hell?

So you end confessing that you have liked both of them just as long as them but never wanted to say a thing cause you were afraid of breaking the Friendship.

"Now what?"

"Now...i guess we date?" By you

"YES YOU DATE!! IM TIRED OF SEEING EACH ONE OF YOU GIVING LOVING EYES TO THE OTHER ONES PLEASE!!"

Chota its so done.

Now that you guys are together, games are more stresfull.

Arisu and Karube feel like they need to protect you but you will probably say that you can take care of yourself.

Horse Game.

You ended stabing the horse guy.

Karube: when did you get a knife?

You: when you were not looking

Karube: but im alwyas looking at you

Lowkey sweet

Ending at the beach and Karube not taking a shit about Niragi.

"You touch my girlfriend you are dead in the next game"

Arisu its just nodding

During the 10 hearts game you guys are scared of losing each other.

Hiding but going with Karube to find Arisu.

Finding Arisu and having the big hug and hot make over

"Guys we need to win..." Chota

Ah yes, Chota has been around all this time. He is hella scared of Niragi. BUT this dude got lay (gooo Chota).

Actually, the 4 of you went to the bar just once and Karube just scoffed.

"The bar from the real world its better"

Arisu, Chota and you agrees.

- NSFW -

Sex in the beach? YES.

The 3 of you just give into your desires for each other.

Partly because being still scared of dying and cause facing it, the 3 of you just wanted each other.

Karube its soft at the start with both of you but gets rought after a while. This man, this man mission its to get Arisu and You wet. Expect full oral from him.

While he gives oral to you, he will be trying to jack off Arisu.

Arisu and you are a moaning mess.

Arisu getting insecure seeing Karubes size but being reassured from both and you that his own dick its extremely hot.

Give oral to them.

Arisu would moan a lot, its very vocal when you go down on him. Will take your hair without noticing.

Karube will praise you while you give oral to Arisu.

Actually, he encourage each of you when you too are doing it and he is watching (its live porn for him and he loves it).

"Look how erected her nipples are Arisu, you are doing such a good work"

Being between them, one in the back kissing your neck while the other goes into you.

Karube kissing Arisu marking him and rubbing his dick against Arisu's one. Soft anal sex.

Yes the day after its no secret that the 3 of you fucked.

"You 3 look like shit"

"Shut up Chota"

- Continue - Real World

Getting back home all of you are in the hospital and make a mess cause WHERE ARE YOU ? THE 4 OF YOU NEED TO SEE IF EACH OTHER ARE OK!!

Nurses going after Chota and You.

You out end raning them and leaving them behind.

"Catch me if you can bitches!"

Chota basically sweet talking his way to get to know the number of the room of Karube and Arisu.

Finding Karube, hugging him and crying while saying (without noticing) how much you love him.

KARUBE'S BRAIN HAS STOPPED

"I love you too"

But he feels like he already said it.

"Finally" by Chota.

Karube and you talking about your feelings, you telling him that you also love Arisu and Karube telling you that he loves him too.

Meanwhile Chota its going to Arisu's room to have a talk with him about being happy to be alive and well. Arisu crying when Chota tells him that you and Karube are alive and will come eventually (Chota did hear a bit of your conversation about your feelings while he was going out from the room).

When Karube and You go to Arisu's room he almost falls cause he just wants to hug both of you. Also, there is an inmense feeling of love coming from him.

The 3 of you talking and basically confessing again (and feeling like you already did it...).

Now you guys can start a normal life.

REAL WORLD

Getting your life in order. Living together, Arisu keeps playing but now he is also studying. Being encourage by you and Karube when its too much.

Karube working in the bar to non stop sometimes so he can buy that cabin in Australia.

You doing your own major.

BIG PARTY WHEN ARISU GETS HIS DIPLOMA.

Savage sex.

Chota ending with a girlfriend and the 3 of you finally getting to teast him back.

"Got the money for Australia"

Going to Australia, getting the cabin AND FINALLY MEETING KOALAS.

Karube its almost crying when he sees them.

"We should steal one"

"NO"

Staying there for sometime relaxing and just enjoying your life together.

The 3 of you are never afraid of showing your love in public.

Karube getting Arisu or You on his shoulders.

Arisu softy putting his head onto yours of Karubes shoulder.

Playing with Arisus hair.

Overall, a sweet relationship!!