#so now that cooking is a possibility again im like wait how do i do this

[auroreliis]

what if reader had k*lled someone before and the batfam (yandere) dis not know like «I dont need your damn protection» reader said to the batfam «but the world is so dangerous out there and your just a baby» the batfam said to reader « B!TCH I have k*lled someone the f you mean im a baby?!?» the batfam with horrified expresion «WHAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!»

That last little part is a funny little over dramatic way it might go.

Oh, you are COOKED. (Do pardon my use of brainrot language...)

CW: mentions of murder...obviously

The first thing they do is isolate you in a room and keep you there for a while until they figure out what to do with you (and so you can think about what you've done).

What happens next? Therapy sessions, which they all agreed on.

Don't worry, you will tell them everything, specifically Bruce, since he's the one carrying out the therapy sessions.

"Why did you kill that person?"

"How do you feel about it now?"

"Do you regret it?"

"How do you feel after our conversation?"

He pities the person you ended up killing and feels a little disappointed. A life was taken by you, an innocent person's life. He didn't raise you like this, did he...?

However, he also pities you. Unless you are trained to kill someone, it breaks you. He's seen it so many times, people commiting murders and then panicking, breaking down, because they couldn't live with the consequences of their actions.

You're a mere civilian, how could you ever have been exposed to that kind of environment? How could he let this happen? No, it is his fault for waiting so long before saving you from the world. He will teach you why it's wrong. He will make sure you heal and never take another life again. After all, it is his job as your father to guide you in life.

That's right, the only reason you could've done it is because you didn't know any better. You are a mere child in this old, cruel world, after all.

In the end, he holds himself accountable. He should've done better. He should've protected you better from the cruel world you live in.

Dick would be shocked. His little birdie, his angel, killed someone? Impossible. You're so innocent, like a baby, so how could this be true? He would take some time off to come to terms with the fact that you're not the kind of person he expected. When he comes back, after a week, he seems slightly distant.

With time, following your therapy sessions, he will return to his normal, clingy, annoying self. However, you can't help but wonder why he was acting so weird that one week.

Despite the fact that he also kills people, Jason is incredibly suprised and disappointed after hearing that you killed someone. Unlike everyone else, he feels anger. You're so young, so innocent, you grew up in a place where murdering someone was not necessary, so why would you do it? He doesn't kill people because he wants to, he only does it because he needs to. But you didn't need to do it.

That's what upsets him most. You chose to do it. You willingly took a life.

Despite being so hurt, so broken, he still feels an ounce hesitation when killing people, so how come you, someone who didn't go through what he did, could kill someone in a situation that wasn't even self-defense? Nothing could possibly justify it! And here you are, proudly announcing it to them. You should be ashamed.

He kills murderers, so what should he do with you? Does that make you as bad as the criminals he kills? God, he doesn't even want to think about it.

Jason won't get over it for at least a month. He'll be very distant around you and won't be seen smiling for a long time. Towards you exclusively, his behaviour becomes incredibly bitter. In fact, he's the one who most strongly encourages Bruce to carry out the long, grueling therapy sessions. He really thinks it'll do you good...

Tim's reaction would be more mild than expected. He would certainly feel uncomfortable with the fact that you seemingly feel not an ounce of guilt or regret. However, he wouldn't change his behaviour too much for too long.

During the first week, he'd be a bit more careful with his affection towards you. No, it's not because he's scared. He simply wants to observe you and see how effective the therapy sessions are. If he feels that your attitude towards murder hasn't changed, he would encourage Bruce to be more intense during the therapy sessions.

He would be more careful with the activities he offers you, since Bruce called a meeting with everyone to establish more rules, those being directed at Tim mostly. Tim's "cool, lenient older brother"-act needs to change.

From now on, no crime films or shows (especially not any violent ones), no crime documentaries, no crime or detective books, no vular language, no threats towards anyone or anything and for at least 14 months, no leaving the manor.

This change will probably be permanent.

[boyfhee]

﹙𝓲ssue﹚ㅤ:ㅤsurprise back hugsㅤ...ㅤ( 엔하이픈 )

ㅤㅤ﹙1258﹚ ㅤ장르 fluff, est. relㅤㅤwarnings kissingㅤㅤᐢᗜᐢ i have so many hcs ideas but im so confused where to start from ㅠㅠ iNDEX

HEESEUNG

he would flinch like every other time he does when you hug him from behind. it's not too much, just enough to set his heart racing before his lips curve into a sweet smile. “need something, sweetheart?” and you shake your head at his words, holding him a little tighter as you bury your pretty face in his back. “just you” and he loves to see it— as he turns his head slightly to look at you and smiles at how cute you are. he would undo your hands from around him and turn slowly, wrapping them back around him, hugging you back just as warmly and sweetly. “we should do this properly,”

JONGSEONG

jay would be expecting your arms anytime around him with a knowing smile, especially when he's cooking. he knows you love to watch him cook, you love to hug him while he's cooking, and you love being a distraction. “was waiting for you, doll,” you giggle at his words, teasing him in your sweet voice. “oh, you're so obsessed with me,” and it makes him laugh, the way say it when a hint of playfulness. it's mostly quiet after that, but the smiles on yours faces speak volumes of how much you two enjoy this.

JAEYUN

he would genuinely get so scared sometimes, giving you pouts and whines as you laugh at him. “it's not funny, baby” he would say with a hand on his chest, eyes wide open and all, you know it's exaggeration. “i almost had a heart attack,” and you keep laughing, shaking your head, claiming how sorry you are but you can't help but crave for his adorable reactions every time you surprise him with back hugs. he would take a few seconds before wrapping his arms around your waist, pulling you closer. “you better compensate me with kisses,” and who are you to say no?

SUNGHOON

would know you're about to pull something like this from a mile ago. it's like a sixth sense. you'd tip-toe and sneak around, being as quiet as possible, and he would still know, stepping aside just when you're about to hug him. “hoon! you're no fun,” you huff, arms crossed, a frown on your lips as you look away, trying to be mad. sunghoon to just laugh at your actions, his heart swelling at how adorable you look with that frown— he wants to kiss you and he does, making you look at him. “all this for a hug? c'mon, princess, we both know you can't be mad at my pretty face for long,” and you hate how he's right. he would sigh, opening his arms to you in invitation as you quickly give in. “so spoiled,” you giggle at his words, face nuzzled in his chest, and sunghoon realises, yet again, he wouldn't mind spoiling you more

SUNOO

he would get really shy, but also groan softly as if trying to show that he doesn't enjoy it when you suddenly chime in with a sweet hello and wrap your arms around his waist. “gosh, this again...” you can hear him smiling as he says that, arms still around him as you tilt slightly to the side, looking up at him. “what? i know you like it,” and who is he kidding? he loves your hugs and kisses, he likes to have you close to him, and you know it, especially now that it's so evident. “you're even blushing,” he laughs softly, feeling his cheeks heat up even more. and then at some point he just pulls you in front, burying you in his arms. “you have that effect on me,”

JUNGWON

would get scared in a way that it activates his flight or fight response. “oh my god, you scared m— oh,” accidently hits your nose with his elbow while turning around, immediately dropping whatever he was doing to tend to you, cupping your face ever so gently with an apologetic look. “gosh, i'm so sorry, baby. it's just that you hugged me so suddenly...” and you would shake your head, saying it's fine in your little, slightly pained voice which would make him feel even more guilty. “i'm sorry, love,” he would pull you in a warm hug, kissing the top of your head. “let's go to bed so we can hug and cuddle all your want, lunch can wait.”

RI-KI

he would freeze for a good few seconds before looking over his shoulder and chuckles in amusement when he spots the cheeky grin on your lips. “no 'good morning' to your handsome boyfriend?” you laugh at his words, swaying left to right a little along with him. “i know you like this better,” he loves your cute laughs and actions, but he shakes his head, scoffing softly. “it's cheesy, if anything,” and when you turn away with an annoyed look, he wraps his arms around you from behind and pulls you closer. “i never said i didn't like it. besides—” he pauses, turning you around to make you face him and stealing a quick peck. “—i need my hugs too.”

[astonmartinii]

Hey, I love your work. Could you please do a social Media au with Lewis Hamilton x senna! reader who is the secret daughter of Ayrton Senna and Mick's godmother and Mick introduces them? Don't feel pressured and thank you in advance.

<3

top secret | lewis hamilton social media au

pairing: senna!reader x lewis hamilton

turns out mick is the grid's biggest matchmaker

mickschumacher

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mickschumacher: summer dinners (not cooked by me)

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username so is this a soft launch or ???

georgerussell63 it's a good thing you weren't cooking i've seen your skills in hospitality

mickschumacher don't worry she'd never let me blow the house up

username no tag, no name WHY ARE WE SO SECRETIVE MICK?

lewishamilton where was my invite then ?

mickschumacher you already steal her all the time let me have my moment

username WAIT THIS MAKES IT SO MUCH MORE CONFUSING

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f1wagsupdates: the mystery blonde is back again, this time spotted going into the mercedes hospitality. not much is known about her as she wasn't spotted for the rest of the weekend - so is she with mick or lewis or just friends with both of them?

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username so like she didn't actually stay for the race ??? i'm smelling a gold digger

username like how do we not know who she is it's practically impossible to be anonymous these days

username who can just waltz into merc hospitality like she has to be with someone, right?

username y'all can continue yelling in these comments but like she's serving in all of these like i need her wardrobe

username i mean as much as i would hate to see slag!lewis go ... i think it is time

lewishamilton added to their story

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yourusername: i'm hearing shouts of gold digger, my daddy ran your sport ;)

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username SENNA HAD A KID ???

username y'all been calling senna's daughter a gold digger that's rough

username so wait how did we never know she existed ?

mickschumacher finally it's out i couldn't deal with people thinking i was dating my godmother

ginaschumacher we may have a ranch but we're not from alabama

yourusername citizens of alabama out here catching strays

lewishamilton lovely lady

yourusername knew there was a reason you were made an honorary brazilian citizen

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lewishamilton: and suddenly everything made sense when i met you

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username my guy said i'm gonna break senna's records and then bag his daughter and i respect it

yourusername you made me realise the meaning of forever

lewishamilton biggest honour of my life

username okay this is so fucking cute im gonna need someone to confess their love to me asap

georgerussell63 congrats you two 🥂

mercedesamgf1 category is SLAY

username i'm being SO CHILL ABOUT THIS

f1 no biggie just two of the greatest families in f1 coming together

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yourusername: happy father's day pops !! i miss you so much everyday but i know you're super proud of me no matter what. see you soon xx

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lewishamilton: happy father's day to my wonderful dad and the one who i never met but am thankful for everyday. my dad has been nothing but supportive of me my whole life and i am forever grateful to him. ayrton, though we never met i feel you everyday and i promise i will be the best husband possible for your angel of daughter

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username this is all very touching but HUSBAND

yourusername thank you so much lew, i love you so much and i know he does too (also i love your dad too)

lewishamilton can't get rid of us now

username this is honestly like a fairytale

username the fact she said in an interview that she never wanted to watch or go to another race because of what the sport took from her, but now regularly goes to support lewis 😭

mickschumacher hey don't forget about her favourite god son

username OMG THIS MAKES LEWIS MICK'S GODFATHER WTF

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mickschumacher: adding professional matchmaker to my resume

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username so like the first born is named after him ?

mickschumacher deal

yourusername mick ???

username this is a trio i never thought i'd see coming schumachers, hamiltons and a senna in one family

yourusername all jokes aside i love you mick thank you for wingmanning me

lewishamilton thank you for finally giving me her number after asking about a billion times

note: i hope this is what you were thinking - i had so much fun writing this !! xx

[lovecrime2]

Hannibal Lecter x Reader

summary: you begin therapy with Dr. Lecter, a man who you quickly learn much from. from his intellectuality, to the darkness hidden in the furthest parts of his mind, you become enraptured with him. will he feel the same about you? therapy sessions turn into exchanging books with notes, cooking together, and seeing more of each other in ways you both never thought possible. a love story.

authors note: hello!! this fic will have multiple chapters and i’m so excited to start this! it’s also on a03. and im creating a playlist for this!!

Chapter I: Prima

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“Dr. Lecter is ready to see you now, miss.” the polite receptionist says, with a smile sent your way. It’s no more than a flash of positivity before she turns back to her paper work, reflected by her thin framed glasses. As her eyes scanned over the work, turning back to frantically look over her desk, presumably searching for something, she gave off an obvious air of worry. Perhaps she was new.

You were too.

Your first day of therapy. Well, your first day of therapy with this new psychiatrist. It wasn’t something you were exactly frantically nervous about- as the poor polite receptionist was. You’d been to therapy before. You were accustomed to the shallow invasion and prodding of the mind. This time, your hope was that this new Dr. Lecter would be unique. Different.

You’d heard many good things about him. Ranging from his written work and studies, to his success with patients. And after the worsening state of your mind and the life you had built around you, you decided that it was time to try again. So far, you weren’t disappointed. The office was classy. Nice chairs were set in the waiting room, where you had sat for some time. There was tasteful art, quiet classical music in the background. Bach, you had guessed. Other than the receptionist, it had emitted an air of class and calmness.

You flashed a smile back at the receptionist, returning the politeness.

“Thank you very much,” you replied.

You weren’t sure if she heard given how diligently she was scanning her desk currently. But it was of no matter, you had been polite, it was the most you could do. You stepped up to a wooden door, unsure if you’d have to knock. Before you could, the door was opened, and Dr. Lecter was revealed to you.

He was handsome. You weren’t one to judge or weigh value off of looks, but you would give him that simple statement. Looks were not the most important thing to you, and you certainly were not meaning it in a romantic way. But he was handsome. The eyes that quickly met yours were brown, maybe with a hint of hazel. His hair was brown as well, it shone in the light from his office. He wore a navy blue plaid suit, giving him an obvious air of seriousness, of class and respect. His lips curled into a smile, and yours followed suit.

“Miss L/N, it’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance.” he spoke, his voice was rich and soothing.

“Dr. Lecter, I’ve heard many wonderful things about you and your work. It’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance as well.” you replied calmly, mirroring his niceties and charm. He had a quiet suave demeanor. As if on instinct, you both reached your hands out for a handshake. More niceties. This doctor was very formal. You appreciated that. As your hands touched you felt his eyes scan you quickly. Almost like an eagle searching a field for prey. Though, there wasn’t malice behind this look.

“Please, do come in.” he said, leading you into his large room. And what a large room it was.

It had a mostly grey color palette, with the exception of the one wall which was a dark red. To your right was a large wall, with two large red and white striped curtains. To your left, a desk, obviously a professional one. Lamps and books and art decorated the top. Further back to your left was another desk and a chair, but nothing was on this one. Behind that, a fireplace. The room was lined with cabinets and bookshelves, and art (specifically paintings) were anything but scarce. Right in front of you however, were two chairs facing each other. And there was a ladder, on the wall behind them, leading up to another level of the room. This one was lined with books of all shapes and sizes and colors. You took note of the other items in the room. Your eyes scanned from the couch against the back wall, to the couch in front of the windows. The room seemed lightly dull at first, but the more you gazed, the more points of color stood out to you.

After having visually scoured the room, you summarized that the collection of books, European furniture, and art was not simply the doing of the building’s hypothetical interior designer. By his outfit and the look of the room, Dr. Lecter was a man of intellectuality, power, curiosity, and ambition. He was impressive.

“Have a seat, Miss L/N.” he said, gesturing to the two seats in the middle of the room- each sat directly across from the other. Each had small tables next to them, but one had a book (presumably for taking notes on patients) and a box of tissues. You assumed the seat that the book and tissue box adorned table belonged to: was his. So you took the other seat, smoothing the bottom half of your clothing as you sat down. He took a seat across from you, crossing his legs and folding his hands neatly in his lap.

“I have no doubt you know why you’re here.” he said politely. He was direct, eyes still piercing into you. You were afraid to look away. You wanted to maintain the eye contact but at the same time, the socially nervous part of you longed to break it, longed to gaze around the sophisticated room instead of facing his perceptive gaze.

“Yes, Doctor.” you replied, finally working up the courage to break the mural stare and look down as you smiled at him. He returned a brief smile, and nodded once.

“So then, I hope you won’t mind if I list off the reasons you put for requesting my psychiatric assistance which led to us meeting today?” he inquired, taking his notebook from the small table next to him.

“Not at all, go ahead.” you gave him an encouraging nod and he opened his book. As he looked over a page, a realization came to you. You realized how intimate the placing of his chairs was. You mirrored him and put one leg over the other. You wondered if this was a tactic of his to create a sense of connection, equality. Interesting.

“You have emotional regulation issues, accompanied by social anxiety. Past traumas, which I’m sure are accompanied by self-image problems, am I correct?” he asked at the end of his statement.

“Yes,” you said, pausing a moment. There was some more, but this was only the first session. You hated the way it sounded so labeled when it was later out like that, so shallow. Realizing your answer might’ve seemed curt, you rushed to say more. “Yes, that’s all correct.”

He set his book down on the side table and looked at you for a moment. The thought crossed your mind that he might be waiting for you to speak, you were about to say something when he spoke at last.

“How do you feel right now, at this very particular moment, Miss L/N?” he asked you, eyes endlessly boring into you.

“I feel,” you hesitated, trying to come up with the right words. “Comfortable and welcomed. Yet nervous.”

“I’m glad you feel comfortable and welcomed, I try to provide sufficient hospitality for those in my care. Though, tell me, why do you feel nervous?” he asked.

“I’ve just met someone new. Someone who will be peering into my mind, learning the most personal parts of me. It’s an odd thought that a man I met a few minutes ago will come to know my mind so deeply.” you replied, watching Hannibal process your answer. He had a good poker face.

“Are you afraid of what I might uncover in the depths of your mind?” he asked.

“I think everyone’s a little afraid of what can be perceived in the most personal parts of their mentality. We all have only so much we express. To the eye it may seem to show enough, but there’s so much hidden where we store our deepest thoughts.” you replied. You liked the knowledgeable banter.

“Knowing those parts of you is a fundamental aspect to your treatment, as it is to any patient. I am not here to judge, or to exploit. I am here to come to know your being and attempt to help it in a way that is beneficial to your mental well-being.” he replied.

“You make a good point, Doctor.” you replied, flashing him a smile. He returned it, and opened his book.

“Well then, shall we begin?” he asked, his eyes still focused on yours.

“Of course.” you replied.

And so began your session with Hannibal Lecter, your new psychiatrist.

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[particular-one]

hello!! how are you? i hope youre doing well!! im not sure if your requests are open, so feel free to delete this ask if your reqs are closed <33

soo my idea was a dan heng x gn!reader. angst with comfort/fluff? basically reader is a bit unsure and insecure of their relationship and thought of maybe that dan heng deserved a better partner, so they decided to distance themselves a little and slowly broke up with him.

i'll leave it up to you for the ending and dan heng's reaction! please take your time with this request and feel free to reject it if you dont feel comfortable with it!! also im unsure if u made smth similar to this so um yeah ansndjd HAVE A GREAT DAY!!

what if it doesn’t end well?

pairing. dan heng x gn! reader author's note. dunno if you read my mind or smth anon... but i had literally been thinking abt writing smth along these lines before you sent the ask, so i was so jawdropped seeing this in my inbox SJDJDKSJD sorry for the wait anon! i hope you liked this :>

you very well knew just how lucky you are to have someone like dan heng as your partner, your other half.

dan heng, who would, without fail, place a warm blanket or his own coat over you when he found you sprawled on the couches of the express. dan heng, who would wake you up to the smell of freshly cooked cosmic fried rice for your breakfast — which resulted to march and pom pom complaining where their shares are.

dan heng, who would give your head a pat, before bringing you into his arms for the tighest embrace whenever you looked even remotely down.

he was good. too good for you.

you had always imagined that your perfect partner would be someone like him, so your relationship was indeed, a dream come true. your thoughts should have ended already, there and then.

except, it had constantly wandered to the deep end— to the dreaded land of uncertainty and insecurity.

somehow, you saw how dan heng would barely be able to stifle his laughter when march would say something hilarious. you'd watch as how dan heng would look like he would be out of breath, but no doubt having way more fun when he was out adventuring with the trailblazer. even with welt, there was a certain change of demeanor that you didn’t see when he was around you.

bit by bit, your worries had gotten the better of you. could he have been merely settling for you? what if you weren't actually his dream partner, and you were just shackling him down?

"y/n?"

you had been too preoccupied with your own thoughts that march had been looking over at you worriedly, a can of bottled soda in her hand. your eyes had glanced over to dan heng, who had been equally staring at you, but his expression was inscrutable.

that was the hardest part with dan heng. you could never quite tell what he was thinking.

you cleared your throat and forced a smile. "yeah, i'm fine." though dan heng did not look all that convinced, march seemed rather satisfied with your reply and returned to rambling animatedly.

you actually felt bad that you had been zoning march out, but your worries had only multipled in magnitude as of late, when you had been mulling over your relationship for the past few days. your fingers were absentmindedly grazing over your cup again when you heard your name again.

"yeah, y/n! just how were you able to break down the cold exterior of dan heng, anyways?" the question had taken you by surprise, and at the corner of your eye, you could see dan heng had been looking at you with a careful expression — again, you still couldn't completely tell what he had been thinking.

"uh..." how did you, actually? the both of you had only been dating for a little over two months now, but you couldn't... remember. had it been you or dan heng that had approached the other for the possibility of a relationship?

"i... well, i guess dan heng had just allowed for it to happen, honestly." you weren't so sure of your answer, but your heart sank a little when you saw dan heng's expression change, his eyebrows raised.

though he was quick to conceal it, the fact that you had seen it only confirmed the worst of your nightmares. "oooooh, is that true, dan heng—?"

"sorry, i don't.. feel so good right now. can i excuse myself?” eyes were on you again, but before they could say anything to stop you, you bowed briefly and took your leave.

just as you were making your way to your room on the express, you could hear footsteps behind you. unmistakably, his footsteps. “y/n.”

“mm-hm?” you mumbled, not even turning back to face him. the last thing you wanted to see was dan heng’s inscrutable expression again. there was a pause, before he spoke again. “are you sure you’re okay?”

without missing a beat, you laughed, hoping it did not come out bitterly. “yeah. i am, don’t worry about me. you can go back to them.” you still didn’t want to meet his gaze, just as you heard him step towards you.

you had half expected that maybe, dan heng would wrap his arms around you in comfort, or that he’d declare those three words to you just to give you some semblance of security. you waited, just as you had his back on him.

silence, before you heard his footsteps once again, but they only grew fainter in sound.

so he chose to leave. that’s okay. it's okay.

you could hardly blink back your tears as you ran back into your room in a hurry before anyone on the express would ask you that same dreaded question again.

no. you weren’t okay.

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the following days involved a wild game of hide and seek from dan heng. which ... wasn't all that easy when you live in the same train as him. the longer it dragged on, the harder it got, but you just wanted to avoid seeing dan heng as much as possible.

you could feel dan heng's stare pierce your back each time you darted away or when you made up some excuse that you needed to be in the room that he wasn't in. the fact that you even offered your cleaning services to pom pom so you would busy yourself with thoughts that did not concern him.

"you sure nothing's going on, y/n—?" you nodded absentmindedly, just as himeko set down a heaping plate of food and a cup of her infamous coffee in front of you. "you know, typically you'd ask dan heng for breakfast..." you easily took a large gulp of the coffee in your mouth to avoid talking about that, instead shaking your head. you regretted that almost instantly, the bitterness of the coffee making you cough unprompted.

"n-nope! nothing's wrong."

it'll probably take more than that to convince himeko, who had leaned back against the couch with a raised brow just as march entered with a jovial smile and greeting with welt after her.

and dan heng. oh shit.

your utensils fell on the table with a clang, as you mumbled yet another excuse to get out there — you felt bad to see himeko's face fall when you just abandoned that good plate of breakfast like that, but you were much more concerned with your distancing mission.

"y/n, wait—" but you couldn't wait. you did not need him to cloud your thoughts any further. you pushed the door past where march and the others had entered from, as your pace quickened.

"y/n." no. don't. you didn't want to run, but you were growing desperate.

"y/n!" you felt a hand on your shoulder and you finally whirled back to meet his gaze for the first time in days. you had been anticipating to see that unreadable expression of his, but you were hit with a wave of surprise and a pang to the heart.

he was staring into your eyes, his eyes brimming in worry and concern. dan heng always had a piercing gaze, but even if this one still sent shivers down your spine, it had an odd way of enveloping your body with a sensitive warmth that only brought out the worst of your emotions out.

he still had that effect on you; he'll always have.

"y/n, what's wrong?" he kept his distance, save for the hand on your shoulder just as you cast your eyes downward. "you've been avoiding me since that night. i.."

"i think we should break up." you were almost grateful that you hadn't been looking at him when you finally blurted it out loud. only, you had regretted to look up and see his reaction.

dan heng had always been distant and unreadable; even when you were going out, you knew there were always things that he hid from you. yet, at that moment, you could have sworn all his walls broke down to unveil the pained soul underneath.

"is it something i did?" it was a simple question, but even the way dan heng said it quietly made your heart clench. "no, no, no. it's not. you've done nothing wrong."

"is it me, then?" even when you had withstood the harshest of battles, nothing quite like this had ripped your heart out before.

"no— dan heng, it's not you, or something you've done, or anything about you, you're the best thing that's ever happened to me—"

"then why?" his last question come out choked in emotion, something you had not been prepared for to witness at all. it just made your heart break even more, just as you were unwillingly breaking his. you're shaking your head, just as you turned your back on him again, but his hand held onto you tightly, not letting go.

"y/n, i don't understand why—" "it's because you're too good for me!"

"you're dependable when i'm the opposite, you've always made sure that i would be warm with a blanket when i foolishly fall asleep outside of my room again. hell, you're one of the pillars of this express, and i ... i..." had you been screaming? you felt like you were already out of breath, your heart was starting to throb as if you had forgotten how to breathe, but everything just kept tumbling out. "i just- i just don't know what you see in me—."

you could hardly register what was going on when dan heng cupped your face before kissing you mid-sentence. you could feel even the heaviest of your emotions evaporate as you allowed his warmth to finally envelop you in a calming embrace, the very touch you had been undeniably craving for for the past few days.

dan heng slowly pulled away from you, just as he brushed a tear rolling down your cheek. "hey. i love you, okay? i love you, even if you're picky about the food i cook. even if you'd constantly forget my reminders about not staying out late, i still love you." you had nodded, just as you wrapped your arms around his chest tightly. dan heng wrapped his arm around your head and tucked you in his embrace.

"but what if things don't end well?" you murmured, just as dan heng pulled away to hold your face in his hands. "then i'll stave that off for as long as possible." he gave your forehead a soft kiss, before giving you a smile.

"and if you think you're only good for nothing, know that you'll always be everything to me."

written by carlyle (@particular-one) copyright: all content belongs to particular-one on tumblr (2023)

[plutoleah]

Rockstar Revelation

Chapter 2

[Male reader-insert, amab, masturbation, reader is mistaken as a woman but doesn't correct anyone. Andrew x Male reader.]

"Andrew I didn't know that you knew how to play the electric guitar. Can you play that again? I think I have some lyrics that can go with that." Y/N smiles while Andrew nods and begins to play the same chords. Y/N waits a few seconds, trying to get into the beat, and then begins singing. "I don't know what I am, but I want you to show me. I don't want to have the capacity to feel lonely. I want you to destroy me, so I'll feel better. I don't wanna leave this moment ever, ever, ever. I wanna leave this world with you. I wanna become something better with you. I wanna fuck our bodies into broken shells. I wanna lose ourselves forever. I wanna put you in my mouth. I wanna crush you in my jaws. I wanna" Y/N stops singing after realizing what she sang and seeing Andrew looking at her.

"Sorry, I got a little into it." Y/N rubs the back of her neck, feeling a little embarrassed. "Wow, that was wow." Andrew's face looks shocked and amazing. He then brings a knuckle to his mouth and starts nervously biting it, a habit he usually has. "What's wrong?" Y/N walked closer to him.

"Nothing," Andrew responded quickly as he backed away from Y/N. "It's just that I was wondering if you want to join me for dinner." Andrew bit down on his finger so hard that blood drew out of it. "Sure, I don't mind; I've only been eating takeout, so it would be nice to eat a home-cooked meal for once," Y/N smiles, trying to reassuring Andrew. "Oh, really?" Andrew sighs out in relief. "Well, um, you know where I live, so um, I'll text you when the food is almost finished." Andrew has to stop himself from jumping up and down. "I'll see you later," Y/N smiles as Andrew walks out.

|When Andrew gets home|

"Ashley, get your ass up and help me cook," Andrew yells as he walks into the shared room. "Can't we just eat takeout?" Ashley groans as she rolls over to look at him. "Where the hell have you been?" Ashley gets up to interrogate her brother. "None of your fucking business," Andrew pushes past her to put down his guitar and then walks to the kitchen. "We have a guest, so help me cook," Andrew says, tying his hair back. "Oh my god, is it another bitch you met and also no slut you've been with liked your cooking, so I don't know what the difference would be now?" Ashley laughs at him, but stops laughing when she sees Andrew coming towards her with a knife.

"For your information, you're the one that always made them spit out the food because you overseasoned it with chili." Andrew traps Ashley against the wall, holding a knife against her neck. "Not my fault; they can't handle a little chili." Ashley wanted to kick and fight her brother, but she was scared he might actually stab her. Andrew then walked away from her to finish cutting the chicken. "So do you want me to-?" Ashley started to speak but got cut off by a glare. She waved him off and went to sit on the couch.

After awhile, the food had finally finished cooking, so he texted Y/N to come over. When Y/N arrived at the house, she rang the doorbell, which Ashley answered due to Andrew being in the bathroom. She eyed Y/N up and down. "So you are?" Ashley looked at Y/N in disgust, even though she knew exactly who was at her door. "Im (stage name), but you can also call me Y/N." Y/N smiled, trying to be as kind as possible. "Hm." She eyed her down again before being pulled by the hair by Andrew to get out of the way.

"Sorry about her, you must've been so hot waiting out here in the heat," Andrew apologized as he let Y/N in. She smiled. "People pleaser," Ashley whispered as she walked to the couch, but almost trips due to Andrew "whore." Andrew then walks towards Y/N and shows her the dining room.

Ashley got up from the couch, practically slitering her body towards the dining table. "You wouldn't want your little sister to starve, would you?" Ashley smiles while sitting next to Y/N. "So what do you like about my brother? Do you like him because of how he looks? Or do you like the way he talks? Or when you're in bed with him. Oh no, wait, its his di-" Ashley gets interrupted in the middle of her sentence due to Andrew kicking her shin. "Shut the fuck up and eat your food." Andrew glares at her. Ashley just glares back.

"Yall two are just the cutest. I used to have fights just like this when I was younger. Y/N completely ignored the context Ashley implied in her rant and ate her food with a smile. Ashley and Andrew just stared at her and then went back to eating. After everyone was done eating, Ashley went into her room while Andrew and Y/N talked. "I had a nice time. I think your sister is nice, just a little weird." Y/N smiled, and Andrew laughed. "Weird is the right word, I guess." Andrew rolled his eyes, recounting the crazy things his sister has done in the past. Y/N then leaned on Andrew and then titled her head up to give him a kiss on the cheek. "Thank's again," Y/N stepped back. "I'll call you when I get home." Y/N smiled and waved as she walked away. Feeling proud, he smiled to himself, doing something so ballsy that he was feeling a little mischievous.

When Y/N got home, he washed up and laid down. Tomorrow was the day he would tell Andrew he was a guy. Or maybe just let him find out. Y/N took out his phone and called Andrew, which he answered after a few rings. "Yeah," Andrew answered. "Just calling to tell you I got home safe." Y/N sounds energetic, while Andrew found himself sounding tired and bored, which Y/N noticed. "Oh, shit did I wake you up?" Y/N apologized. "No, no, it's fine. I'm not even sleepy." Andrew got up from his bed and walked into the living room when he saw Ashley turn and groan.

Andrew and Y/N talked for awhile, so whenever Y/N's voice started to sound more sleepy and sexy to him, he thought he was going crazy and thought he was disgusting for thinking like this, but his body seemed to disagree with him, so when he looked down, he cursed himself. "Andrew you alright, you haven't said anything." Y/N sounds concerned. Andrew responded back quickly to reassure her, but while he was talking to her, he quickly took off his pants, covering the sound with his voice. He knew what he was doing was wrong.

Andrew and Y/N talked for awhile, so whenever Y/N's voice started to sound more sleepy and sexy to him, he thought he was going crazy and thought he was disgusting for thinking like this, but his body seemed to disagree with him, so when he looked down, he cursed himself. "Andrew you alright, you haven't said anything." Y/N sounds concerned. Andrew responded back quickly to reassure her, but while he was talking to her, he quickly took off his pants, covering the sound with his voice. He knew what he was doing was wrong.

As Y/N started talking again, Andrew took his cock into his hand. All he could do was picture Y/N, her soft hands stroking him to completion, and her lips that would kitty lick the head of his cock, teasing him. The tension in his body built as he stroked himself faster as their conversation went on. "And they just kept cheering for me; it felt amazing," Y/N recounted. The sound of her voice was so nice. Andrew could feel it—the heat spreading through his body—but honestly, it went straight to his dick.

In a few quick motions, Andrew was reaching his peak. Andrew shoved his face into the couch and let out muffled moans as he came. Andrew stroked himself until he felt the right amount of sensitivity. He pulled up his pants, instantly regretting what he had just done.

"So, Andrew, do you want to go to the mall with me tomorrow?" Y/N asked while smiling at his phone, hoping to see Andrew outside work again. "Sure," Andrew answered out of breath. After Andrew got off call with Y/N, he went into the bathroom and splashed water on his face as he stared at himself in the mirror. "I can't believe I just fucking did that." Andrew pulled his eyelids down. "And I have to fucking see her tomorrow." Andrew splashed more water on his face, then turned off the faucet, turned off the light in the bathroom, and went to bed with his head in his pillow.

[gunnrblze]

I'd like to know a naughty Elias thought that you haven't told us…👀🙏🏼

May I suggest nasty old man pervert Elias?👁️ (im sorry in advance lmfao)

Retired Elias or something who attempts to find something to fill his days with now that he isn’t barking orders and what not, tending to the shit he swore he’d never miss, but now does.

At first he takes the time to relax, but he’s a fast paced man, that gets boring quickly. He’s not quite made to just laze around. Not on his own, at least.

Enter you, somehow. He meets you, gets to know you, and bless his heart, he’s obsessed.

The man is older now, early 50s aren’t too kind on one’s lower back. So when you’re over at his house one day and he asks you to bend over for him, pick something up he dropped, of course you oblige.

Except he’s not quite the average 50 year old. In better shape than a lot of people with less years weighing on them. But the way your ass fills out your pants is almost too good to be true. The smile on your face and the way your shirt rides up to reveal a sliver of your lower back has him acting as if he’s never seen a woman before.

He asks if you’d help grab some stuff out of the attic with him-old photos of his boys you’d wanted to see-and watches the way your neck slicks with a sheen of sweat from the warmth upstairs. Plucks a box from a shelf with ease as he silently imagines licking it off your neck, the sound that’d come out of your delicate throat if he were to trail his tongue down between your legs. He’d lick up every square inch of you, if only you’d ask…

He’s aware of what he’s doing, but his poor dick has started to think for him again now that you’re around. He’s not a young soldier anymore, can’t get it up to the mere sight of just anything.

But you’re not just any other sight.

He almost wants to beg to be let out of retirement, instead of being let out of his cage like some old dog. An old dog who’s got you keeping him company, you sweet thing.

You help cook dinner with him, he pours you a glass of wine and himself a bourbon. He doesn’t even try to hide the way he shamelessly stares at you, smiles every time your tipsy giggles and hiccups get the best of you. He watches your lips wrap around a fork and tries not to wonder how they’d feel kissing down his chest, nipping and biting all over.

Your mark is left on him otherwise though, that’s for sure. He puts on a boring old movie for the two of you two watch after dinner and lets you cuddle into his side, a heavy arm slung around you. He revels in it -poor guy doesn’t get anything like this anymore, nothing as breathtaking as you- keeps you wrapped up, massages a hand over your hip, enjoys that little squirm you do. Would you squirm the same way if he slid his fingers inside of you and massaged those tight walls, too?

And your scent only lingers on that shirt you left in his bathroom after he accidentally splashed water on you while washing dishes… leaving you no choice but to change into one of his. He didn’t mind letting you borrow one, darling. He didn’t mind you forgetting to change out of it either.

And when you go home at the end of the night, giving him a peck on the cheek and flashing that sweet smile, it’s more than enough.

He only waits long enough to ensure you pull out of his driveway safely before he snags that shirt from the bathroom (if he stored it under the sink after you left it there, being the reason you forgot all about it in the first place, well that’s on him) and heads to his bedroom.

Just the thought has his worn out cock swelling up faster than he thought possible these days. Damn near ripping his belt buckle open, shoving his cargos down as he sprawls out on his duvet, all he has to imagine is your pretty little self.

A hand wrapped around his length, squeezing and stroking and groaning into your soft shirt, clenched in his fist and near trembling…he figured heaven may be real after all.

He inhales your scent, burying his face in the fabric while he touches himself. Just picturing the sight of you in his t shirt from earlier, had him panting and moaning into the quiet of his room. Truly a dog, if there ever were one.

He’d groan your name without a care, unable to help the way he imagined your pussy wrapped around him instead. How your tits would bounce if you rode him. He let himself pretend it was okay, you’d never know after all, just enamored with the nice older man whose company you enjoyed. He was so sweet to you, too. Couldn’t help but come back for more.

Cum splattered all over his lower stomach from where his shirt had lifted, he kept tugging his softening cock, wincing at the sensitivity. Near pleading for you, as if you were still there.

He could feel almost feel your lips ghosting over his cheek again, feel the warmth of your body pressed to his side. All he wanted to do was stare into your sparkling eyes and ruin you just enough to gloss them over a bit.

For now though, Elias would suffice for the soft sound of your voice as you called him, letting him know you’d gotten home, but asking if you’d left that shirt lying around…?

[specialagentlokitty]

Rossi x Male!reader - my everything

Imagine Rossi coming back to the BAU with a husband so when Derek or someone makes a joke about a new potential wife Rossi is just like "naw im done with women I have a husband now" and obviously after he tells them they have to have a family dinner where they meet Rossi's husband who is really shy but is SUPER big on physical touch and words of affirmation.... 👀 like reader is just touching Rossi in any possible way while telling him how much he loves him and how strong and BEAUTIFUL he is👀👀👀 - Anon💜

Rossi had once again glanced down at his phone on the jet, smiling a little bit as he saw your name pop up on the screen.

You hadn’t talked much throughout the case, though you loved messaging him you wanted him to prioritise work, so he wouldn’t always message you when they were on the way home.

That way you knew when he was coming back and it was also a way of him giving you the all clear to message him.

You: I think we should get a dog

Rossi rolled his eyes slightly.

Rossi: absolutely not, because then you’ll want another and we’d end up with a whole rescue.

He went to set his phone down only for it to chime again, this time Derek looked up, pushing his headphones down.

“Alright that’s the five time in the space of three minutes your phones gone off, usually you stay away from it.” he said.

JJ and Emily glanced up at the two.

“He’s right, we’ve never seen you on your phone so much.” JJ said.

“Do you have another wife Dave? Because I thought you learned your lesson about this.” Hotch smirked.

Rossi chuckled, putting his phone into his blazer and he held his hands up in defence.

“No, no wife. Believe me I’ve definitely learned my lesson about marrying women.”

“So, spill, tell us everything because you know Garcia is an easily find out.” Emily smirked.

“Is it a new woman?” Derek grinned.

Rossi chuckled a little bit, shaking his head at them all.

“No, I’m quite finished with women now. I am quite happy with my husband whom is waiting for me at home.”

There was the sound of a few things being dropped.

“Husband?!” Everybody yelled.

Immediately they were all crowding around him, Derek being Garcia up on the laptop so she could get involved in the conversation as well.

“How did we not know you had a husband?” Reid asked.

“While at work we both agreed it would be best if I didn’t wear our wedding band on my ring finger, just for safety.”

Rossi reached into the pocket of his blazer, pulling out a small thin box, and inside was a simple yet elegant wedding band, and he slipped it on.

“How long have you been married?!” Garcia squealed.

“Yes Dave, how long?” Hotch asked.

“Two years and counting.”

Rossi had to carry on answering the bombardment of questions he was getting since there was nowhere for him to hide.

And as the jet began its decent he spoke up.

“Come to my house this weekend, I would like to introduce you all to (Y/N). He is shy, and he can be rather nervous around people.” Rossi said.

They all quickly agreed, and when he got home Rossi told you about the dinner before anything else.

You didn’t have to stay for the whole dinner if you didn’t want to, he was happy for you to just meet each other and for you to wonder away.

But you preferred to be near him, so while he was in the kitchen cooking, you were taking a shower, and getting ready to meet everybody.

You didn’t want to meet them all one by one, that would be awkward and make it harder for you to find time to be with Rossi, so you waited for them all to be there.

Once Derek finally turned up Rossi came to the bedroom, walking over to you he placed his hands on the side of your face and kissed your forehead.

“Are you ready?” he asked.

“As I’ll ever be.” You smiled.

Rossi stood up, letting you interlock your fingers with his and he led you to the kitchen.

You were quickly introduced to everybody, and you stood next to Dave while you listened to them talk.

You glanced behind you, shuffling to the right and little bit to put your back against his while he was cooking.

“Are you alright?” Rossi asked.

You hummed a little bit.

“I’m good thank you, you look really handsome in that shirt, I think you should get more that colour.”

Rossi looked at his dark blue shirt.

“You think?”

You hummed again.

“I like it.”

you spun around, planting a kiss to his shoulder before going to get a glass of water.

Grabbing your water, you made your way back over to him, placing your head against his arm while he spoke to his team.

“So what is it about our lovely Rossi that caught your eye?” Garcia asked.

You smiled to yourself.

“I saw him every week at a quiet bar, and I just thought he was really handsome…”

“Aw, really?” JJ asked.

You smiled a little more nodding your head.

Rossi was moved behind you to do something but he kept your hand in his as he did.

“Yeah… he was just the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen.. like.. the ancients romans and Greeks would’ve made statues about him… poets would’ve written stories about him to be stores forever in time…”

Everybody smiled softly as they listened to you.

“I love him, and no song or poem will ever be enough for me to be able to describe how I really feel about him…”

“That’s really beautiful.” Emily smiled.

“You really love him, don’t you?” Hotch asked.

You nodded softly, turning around to look at Rossi and your eyes immediately softened.

Your heart melted as you watched him, every time you laid eyes on him.

The team went back to talking among themselves and you walked over, wrapping your arms around him, resting your head on his back.

“I love you so much Dave…”

Rossi placed a hand over yours.

“I love you too…” he whispered back.

You smiled to yourself, just staying there while he was cooking, only moving if you had to, or to go help somebody with something.

But you always found your way back to his side, you always found your way back under his arms or near him.

And neither of you would have it any other way

[cherllyio]

You’re scenarios for parent Pigsy were really fun 🤩

If you take requests could you make something similar for ShadowJadePeach (Macaque, Wukong, and Nüwa) being parents (or at least awkward step-parent in Macaque’s case) to MK (and maybe Bai He (LBD’s host)).

Please 🙏😊

I would love to! Lets go!

Macaque, Wukong, and Nuwa trying to be parents to MK( plus Bai He)

List:

Macaque and Wukong deal with all their issues, while trying to MK from going Apeshit.

Nuwa thinks she understand humans, because she made them, she doesent

"Nuwa, Wukong and Macaque babysitting Bai He and MK"

The scenarios are mostly silly little stories of them trying to be good parental figures or scenarios that could possibly happen in season 5.

Also, if anyone wanna draw or use any of the scenarios in any way, im completly happy with that! Just tag me, so i can reblog it and love it forever :)

Scenario 1: "Macaque and Wukong deal with all their issues, while trying to stop MK from going Apeshit"

This is acutally something, i think, could happen in the show.

So, Macaque and Wukong are trying to deal with all their past issues(which there is a lot of). And tts not going great though, and they end up having an argument again.

Suddenly MK steps into the room. He is really struggling with all the "mystic monkey busniess" going on in his life, so he thinks talking with the "mystic monkeys" would help.

Problem is, Wukong and Macaque are too mad eachother to do anthing to help, other than making it worse soooo. MK just leaves, now having it even worse with his "monkey fate", since earlier he had a small fight with Mei. Nothing big, but with Macaque and Wukong fighting, and them being an awfully lot like him and Mei, he is starting to get scared that they will end up like them. And that he will end up hurting Mei.

So in the middle of MK having this chrisis, a sort of Steven Universe future panic(if you know the refernce), Wukong and Macaque finally come to their senses and reailise something very important. To help MK, they have to understand what went wrong with them, so MK and Mei dont end up on the same road.

And in that way, we get the "Macaque and Wukong backstory" :D

Scenario 2: " Nuwa thinks she understand humans, because she made them, she doesent"

One day, MK goes to pick up Bai He from school(big brother and little sister vibes). Sadly it starts raining(a lot), so they cant get home. (Kinda like this scene from my neighbor Tortoro).

Nuwa sees this and picks them up, where she is then thanked and told that they quickly have to get Bai He home, before her parents get too worried.

But instead of just driving a little bit faster Nuwa goes almost full GOD MODE, and drives faster than fucking Wukong on his cloud. They almost drive several people over, several cars crash into eachother because of it, and a lot of people have gained new trauma because of it.

The kids are screaming, yet Nuwa just interepts this as to go FASTER.

They make it to Bai He's home, safe and sound, but lets just say that MK and Bai He are just gonna wait next time it rains that much.

(The reason MK didnt use his staff? He forgot)

Scenario 3: "Nuwa, Wukong and Macaque babysitting Bai He and MK"

Pigsy was supposed to take care of Bai He, because her parents were doing something that day, but something came up. And MK cant do it, because he accdently broke one of his legs, and Pigsy doesent wanna push him too much because of it.

And since neither Mei, Tang, Sandy or any resbonibly adult he knows, can help, he calls Nuwa, Wukong and Macaque.

The little trio sees this as a great possibilty to get closer to the kids, but its gets a biiiit chaotic with the following things happening:

Macaque gets a bit jelaous, and tries to train MK a bit, yet this ends in MK breaking his arm too(dont ask, neither of them dont know how it happend)

Bai He asks Nuwa if she can help her with her homework. This though ends up in Nuwa crying over Math homework.

Wukong tries to cook some food, but gets too cocky, and ends up making litteral poison, that could kill a god.

Dont worry, they order some Pizza, put on a show and they actually have quite a nice time after that.

Pigsy just finds them sleeping together on the couch, and suspects nothing. (though he was surprised the house wasnt burned down)

[halamet-chalamet]

there's a part in his home tour where he shows his friends wisdom teeth and a screw that im pretty sure was in his body at one point... and he says he's going to give it to a special girl... so I was thinking what if one night the reader is staying at his house and he comes in with the screw wrapped and she opens it and just gives a him a look, like 'really 🙄🤨'

Oh my goshhh! I’ve been so excited to write this pleasssse. It’s so funny let’s gooooo (also side note I came up with this guy Jack bcs idk he needed to be there so yeah)

Warnings: reader gets a knee screw bahaha mention of wisdom teeth. Tooth rotting fluff. Mathew being weird because he is and that’s why we love him. Also I’m bad at point of view and tenses in my writing so their are probably mistakes… also use of Y/N, and M/N (middle name)

Mathew had just gotten home from a day of shooting a new small film he’s in. He didn’t see you this morning and didn’t get to see you, so he had been ecstatic to come home to you.

“Y/n?” He called, but no answer. Mathew figured you were out at the store, or with friends, even though it was slightly odd of you not to at least leave a note. “Y/nnnnn!!” He sang through the house on his way to the bedroom. Before he could open the door he heard a familiar laugh behind the door. “What are you doing?” He asked as he came into the room very unexpectedly. Although he wasn’t sure what was going on, a smile was still plastered on his face at the idea of seeing you after what felt like so long.

“Sorry, I’m sorry!” You apologized through wheezes.

“What? What is it?” He was giggling now because your laugh was so contagious. Though as you shook your head he realized he was now on a mission to figure out why you were laughing so hard. “Lemme see your phone!” He demanded in a more playful than scary tone. You shook your head once more. “Y/N!” His voice cracked.

“No Matt! No!!” You said between laughter as he pried the phone from your hands.

“This is my video,” he was confused. How could a tour of your guys’ own house be funny?

“Yes I know.” You said catching your breath.

“Why are you laughing at this? This is literally your house?” ‘Wow’ you thought ‘he genuinely doesn’t know how funny his personality is’.

“You showed them our fireplace,” you raised your eyebrows in hopes of him catching on. But he didn’t. “With Jacks wisdom teeth!” He still didn’t know what was funny. “Annnnd,” you dragged out the nnnn. “Your KNEE screw!”

Mathew smiled at your explanation, “yes.. that’s because my knee screw is in a very special place,” he would’ve continued but you cut him off.

“To give to a very special girl?” I questioned.

“Yes!”

“I don’t want your knee screw..”

“Well, who else would I give it to?”

“No one should GET your knee screw Mathew!” You shouted but not angrily. You were giggling again.

“Fine!” Mathew sighed with defeat and flopped next to you on the bed. “I’m so sleepy.” He sighed into your shoulder, attempting to get as close to you as possible. “Go to sleep, babe.” You answered wrapping an arm around him and letting your own eyes droop as well.

Mathew would have slept in. He loves to sleep especially after work. But the prank master himself had a brilliant idea that couldn’t wait another hour.

Mathew slips into the living room as quietly as possible. Luckily you were sleeping soundly. He takes the screws out of the fire place, double gift wraps them, and then places them in a bag.

You stretched out of bed, feeling the cold space next to you. “Mathew!” He was cooking in the kitchen, way too excited to see your face when you woke up. “In here honey!” He called through the house.

You stumbled out. Clearly having just woken up. “Why are you up?” You asked rubbing your eyes, “and cooking?” Mathew just shrugged. “YOU’RE EVEN WEARING SLIGHTLY PRESENTABLE CLOTHES AT 10AM!” You exclaim in your best morning shout. Mathew just shrugged. “Spill it Gube.” You deadpan.

“I got you something!” He says excitedly. Too excitedly. ‘This has happened before’ you thought. ‘Mathews middle name was prank, and he’s done it too many times’.

“What is it?” You narrowed your eyes at him. “It’s for you!” He smiles.

The gift bag was beautiful. A little notecard read ‘for a very special girl’.

“This feels suspicious, Matt.” I continued to unwrap the small box. My jaw dropped. ‘He wouldn’t’

But oh he would, he did. He was making a terrible attempt at containing his laughter. I looked up at him. There were no words. An eye roll and dead pan did the job perfectly.

“I wish I could apologize!” He wheezed. “But it’s too funny!” He was snorting for goodness sake.

“You are ridiculous Mathew Gray Gubler!” I made the meanest face I could to avoid laughter.

“You are adorable Y/n, M/n, Gubler!”

[aachria]

I am so unbelievably nervous for this chapter pooks you dont even know it andthe title sure doesn't sound very promising at all

Writing as im reading once again but I noticed how long my chapter commentary has been gwtting so I'll tryyyy to Tone It Down but i make no promises. The length of my commentary is only dictated by how absolutely crazy you decide to make this chapter.

Ace and Sabo giving ed a shovel talk is everything ive wanted since the marriage i beg you to let ace live long enough to get mad at ed for not telling him pretty please 😭🙏

Oooh the gift for Sabo i was gonna send an ask abt it since ive been rereading the fic this weekend but i figured you wouldn't forget it

LUFFY AND SABO INTERACT8ONS 😤🦅😭😤🦅😭😤😭🦅😤😭🦅😭😤😭🦅😭🦅😭🦅🙏🙏🗣🗣🗣‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️

Im very much unready to read the strawhats be separated i have cried too many times reading this fic and im certain this will be the worst to date

STOP 😭 ed's jst going on abt keeping the crew safe and i can feel the tears coming

HOLD ON if ed is in fact staying with luffy, thing i should've guessed from last chapter, does that m3an they're meeting boa? Omg. I am suddenly so much more excited for the next set of chapters, thing that i did not think was possible.

Once again i ask myself when the fuck ed learned gymnastics 😭

Not the "i definitely did that on purpose" after they slam into a fucking building like sure you did 🤨 and i definitely believe you 🤨

"Its as straight as you can get" made me crack up

I will be so completely honest with you i have no idea what the fuck is going on like a good 40% of fights but thats jst because i have trouble translating the moves into a movie in my head

"Adam Sandler? What are you doing here? And in a bright yellow pinstripe suit sounding stoned out of his damn mind, too." I had not expected to laugh this much in this chapter i was fr bracing myself to cry. 🧍‍♀️. Now that i think abt it you might just be lowering our guard so that it hits harder 🤨

AND ED'S SAVIOR COMPLEX HITS AGAIN WITH BLAMING THEMSELVES ONCE MORE !!!

so. Luffy and Ed separation. I cant bring myself to be sad this shit was written so well 😭 just "wait for me" and "ill always find you" ugh just throw an "unquestionably" in there and id cry there could be one every chapter and id still cry every single time

Im so fucking excited for ed to meet coin hopefully next chapter 🤭

Amazing chapter as always!! Surprisingly didnt cry!! Thank you!! I cannot fucking wait for the Wednesday chapter

I pulled out the Rio Romeo you KNOW it was gonna be a rough one.

Tfw you're tying to give your baby brother's S/O the shovel talk but you're also stuck in the scaffolding at your own execution and your baby brother's S/O is also your friend who you have cried about your self worth and daddy issues to.

That fucking black book plot bunny has been hopping around FAR TOO LONG, so I had to take it out back and shoot it and by that I mean finally deliver it to it's intended recipient.

Mmmmmmm Boa

Look Ed had gymnastics beamed directly into their head by GOD does that make sense?

When I write combat I do it 70% for the vibes 20% for the quips and humor and 10% for the actual fighting. If you have no idea what is happening you and I are on the same page.

Ed got them self worth issues in them where the dog should be 💪💪💪

God I cannot wait for Coin & Ed content. Love those two.

I am so proud of you for not crying. I cried writing it. That baby was cooked with TEARS.

[alexa-fika]

hey so i really liked your revenge and teasings story and wanted to ask if you could do a part 2 on that. Like when enel finally gets his karma etc

Revenge and policing ( ASL x sister!reader)

A/N Yall this is not a cook, I don’t like it but I had to answer I would delete it within the hour but Lee would have my head if I put a timer on a fic ever again, Im sorry yall, I will do better for you guys

Part 1 y’all listen I COOKED in part one so go check it out

Dividers by @/saradika

The Brothers had wasted no time planning a way to bring Enel his come-upping, as they now found themselves in the park going over the plan once again

Reader Leans against Ace as he tries his best to put a microphoned belt on her from the awkward position

Ace is struggling to put the belt on her, trying his best to get her to stop leaning on him

“You’re making this so much harder,” he grunts

“Im scared,” she mutters

"I know you are, but this is important, okay?" Sabo whispers giving her a quick kiss on the Temple

"Once the belt is on, you just have to make sure Enel confessed to what he did," Zoro, a friend of Luffy from the police force, explained

“That should be easy; he always gloats about it.”

Ace nods in agreement; they were sure to get the confession

"All we have to do is stay calm," he whispers to her

Ace finally manages to secure the belt to her hip and pulls her into his body, rubbing her back to reassure her that everything will turn out fine.

“That applies to you guys. Please don’t jump on the guy, even after we get him. I will not have you guys thrown in jail because of that bastard.”

Luffy and Ace exchange a look as Ace replies,

"No promises."

"Don't worry, we won't; we just want to make him confess his crimes in a normal manner first," Sabo adds

She sighs, knowing that was as close as she would get to a comprise

“Okay, it’s almost two… I think it’s time you guys head out; he should be here any minute.”

“We’ll be in the car, okay? If something happens, we are but a few minutes away,” Sabo says, gently holding her hand as he tells her

She nods, smiling at him as they walk away

Reader waits by the tree near the entrance to the park, waiting for Enel to arrive, the cold wind of winter was already making her shiver a little

Her shivers increase as the man of the hour slowly approaches her

She feels her heartbeat rise as he neared her, doing her best to avoid his gaze and stand as strong and straight as possible to prevent him from picking out how truly nervous she actually was.

“Finally showed your face? you ran away yesterday you damn bitch; you dare run away from your me?”

“I -I’m sorry you told me you didn’t want me there…”

He just laughed at her excuse

“Don’t you dare tell me bullshit like that. I expect you to stay beside me like a good little follower.”

He continues walking towards her

“Besides, I wasn’t done talking to you yet before you cowardly left.”

“You hit me…again”

He just smirks as he reaches her

“And I will do it again; maybe this time I won’t stop until I break every bone in your pathetic little body,” he said, smirking and raising his hand to hit her

She closes her eyes, waiting for the hit, only for her to hear a scream of pain coming from Enel instead and a familiar warmth on her face

She opens her eyes seeing a wall of fire in front of her, quickly recognizing the wall of fire from Ace’s and Sabo’s Mera-Mera fruit

Enel is stunned; Ace is standing in front of her, with Sabo being right behind him with a cold smile on his face.

“Do not touch a single strand of her hair again,” Ace says sternly

“Or what he growls, you can’t touch a hair on me, lest you want that school of yours to pay the price; you think they will believe a bunch of nobodies over me?”

“Are you okay, Reader?” Luffy asks, glancing at her slightly behind his brothers

“Im okay,” she said, taking off her belt

“Hey Enel”

Enel eyes narrow as he tries to calm his raging fury

“What?… What the hell do you want now?”

“Maybe they won’t believe some ‘nobodies,’ but maybe they will believe you,” she said, showing him the hidden mic with a grin

“you fucking bitch… he mutters, his electricity sparking” only to pause at the feel of something touching his head

“Enel, you are under arrest for battery and domestic abuse,” Zoro growls

Once he heard what Zoro said, he burst into laughter

“You have no evidence!”

“I witnessed everything, including you trying to hit her, and she has audio proof of your abuse,” Zoro snaps back, cuffing the self-proclaimed God

“You little who-

His words are quickly interrupted as the oldest of the brothers delivers a swift punch to his face

“Shut up, you’re done for, asshole,” Ace growls

“Hey, he just assaulted me. Are you not going to do anything?! I want to press charges,” Enel screams, glaring at Zoro

“I didn’t see anything,” he says with a smirk, pulling him along to the police car and saying his goodbyes to Luffy on the way

“It’s over…” Reader mutters, letting out a sigh of relief as she throws herself on one of the park’s benches

“you guys actually pulled it off.”

"Yeah, we did," Luffy replies happily with a proud grin

"Enel won't be causing trouble for you anymore, not when he's in jail," Ace adds with a smirk

"Are you sure you're alright?" Sabo asks, concerned, as he joins them

"You're shivering.”

She sniffles, tears flowing down her cheeks

“hah?? Reader?!” Sabo fusses confused

“ I love you guys so much,” she says, pulling them into a hug

“We love you too, baby sis,” Ace replies, hugging back tightly

“You’re family; we’ll do anything for you,” Sabo comments as he joins in the hug with Ace

“We’re happy we were able to help; we only wish we could have done it sooner,” comments Luffy

“No..you were just in time.”

Im sorry y’all, but look forward to more Rayleigh and shakky action, got a request for them, anyone has any suggestions in what the fic could be about?

[tojisun]

🧸Toji Fushiguro is an interesting friend…

🧸Toji will casually walk into your house, rummage your fridge, & fix himself a snack BEFORE he’s says hello

🧸 Toji will randomly appear in your home. Sometime you’ll come home to hear him in the shower or see him sleeping on your couch or exercising in your living room

🧸 One day Toji started leaving a envelope filled with a wad of cash for “his rent” on the table at the first of every month wait you don’t remember him moving him

🧸 Before you know it, you & Toji frequently hang out together it’s almost like y’all are dating

🧸 Toji starts referring to your home as “our home” out of no where. What’s yours is automatically his too and vice versa. This is non-negotiable

🧸💍 And before he knows it: Toji Fushiguro is sitting in a restaurant with his family. He’s happily watching the sight in front of him. Megumi, his 2 yr old son, bonding with his future mom a.k.a Toji’s pregnant fiancée over the his favorite tv show. Toji just cannot believe how lucky he is to finally have peace. To have someone as patient and understanding. For his son to potentially grow up in a stable household. Toji’s not sure why or how he became so blessed, but he’s swears on his 6 pack that he will fight to keep this little slice of heaven on Earth

OMGNSJDJS I LOVE THIS SO MUCH!!!

im just imagining the transition from you two being roommates to becoming couple and it’s making me lose my mind ngl 😭

“hey, did you know we were dating?” toji asks, his voice breaking the silence between you two. the rerun of an old episode of some cartoon served as white noise while you and toji went about your businesses — him, aimlessly scrolling through his phone, and you, head buried on a book.

you look up from your place on the beanbag, your eyes narrowed in confusion as you turned to toji who’s laying on the sofa that he could barely fit in, his long legs dangling from the armrest. he peers up at you from his phone and wiggles his eyebrows at you as he smiles, his scarred lips dancing in mirth.

“we were?” you ask, confused.

toji turns his phone towards you as if you can see the tiny screen given the distance between you two. “yeah,” he says. “gojo’s askin’ why we didn’t tell them the news.” he turns his phone to himself again after that before tapping at his screen.

“what’d you say?” you managed to get out, shutting your book close and belatedly realizing you forgot to mark the page you were on.

toji shrugs. how he managed to do that while being squished on the sofa, you do not know. you hum, distracted.

sure you and toji were close — too close, some of your mutual friends would say — but you always assumed it was normal because you and toji have been friends for years now. three years in university, where you two first met, and three years more after finding each other in tokyo — something you didn’t even think was possible because after graduation, you and toji went on your separate ways.

but it’s not like your friends did anything less. hell, you even walked in on shoko — shirtless and only reduced in booty shorts and her sports bra — sitting on suguru’s lap while she put eyeliner on him. you didn’t even bat an eye at the display because that had been normal for all of you guys. so you wonder why was sharing a flat with toji, sharing clothes with toji, and having you two cook for each other was dubbed as too intimate.

you pause, mind reeling a little bit because now that you thought about it—

“oh,” toji says, breaking through your ruminating. “i said we wanted to take things slow.”

you blink, your heart stuttering in your chest. you turn to toji, your lips parted in surprise.

“huh?”

“well, you know.” you do not know. “i was thinking about it and it’s not a bad idea for us to date.” it isn’t?

“it isn’t?” you repeat, this time out loud.

toji sits up from the sofa. “it isn’t.” his eyes are serious as they gazed at you. “wanna make it official? us two?”

“oh,” you utter, breathless. “sure.”

toji smiles, his gaze turning soft. “really?”

“yeah,” you say, this time feeling your own lips tugging in a smile. “i’d love that.”

“me too,” he whispers before he is standing up to cross the distance between you two, kneeling down in front of you, his face inches away from yours. you look into his eyes, see the question, and in reply, you cross the minimal distance and slot your lips with his.

toji’s lips wobble from where they are pressed to yours, before his hands cup your cheeks, angling his head better, and then devouring you; devoting all of his piled up love for you into this moment. into this kiss.

you gasp, rattled from the desperation of his touch, before kissing back just as passionately.

when your eyes close, your skin breaking out in goosebumps, you wonder: how long had he been waiting for this?

(“too long,” toji would tell you later, his chest pressed on your back. your cheeks would warm up and you would hide your face behind your palms as toji chuckles, his shoulders shaking and his deep voice reverberating between your naked bodies. “and you’re so damn worth every second.”)

[sparklings-husband]

🌡️⛈️🎂 !!!!

THANK YOU FOR THE ASKS @heartmatic @ghost--girlfriend @seaside-lovers @selfshipie @ramtio @a-silly-bunny this will be really long because i got every emoji so i'll put all the answers under the cut ^ ^ all of these are for me and sparkling also since i liek him

ask game here

🛌 - do you and your f/o sleep in the same bed? if you do, do you have a favorite and least favorite thing about sleeping together?

yas me and spark sleep together every night ^_^ our bed is not that big so we must cuddle.. my fave thing is probably being able to just be close and warm with him cuz he's soft <3 least favorite thing though is not having a lot of space.. i love snuggle but i also like having my own space so RARRR. its ok though :)

💐 - do you have a garden? what does it look like? do you instead keep flowers in your home? what kind?

we don't have an actual garden, but we do have a few strawberry potted plants that i started growing earlier this year. i am hoping so hard that they don't die because I've put soo much effort into growing them >_< we had like 5 other plants and i did so much for them but they all died anyway </3

🪺 - what does your dream back/front yard look like?

hmmhmgm honestly not sure cause I've never had a yard, maybe something with flowers. because me and spark like flowers.. very pretty nice

⛈️ - what do you do when there's bad storms? is there anything you do to comfort each other? or maybe you like to watch the storms?

neither of us are afraid of storms so we just enjoy watching them, or we snuggle together and wait for it to pass

🧭 - what's your ideal travel spot? if you could own a vacation home with your f/o, where would your home be?

not sure, i just like going anywhere with spark. if we had a vacation home maybe it could be like in the forest or somethign. forest is nice and pretty

🎂 - do you have any special birthday celebrations you partake in every year?

sparklings birthday is december 20th so it's coming up soon! we usually go out on a date to somewhere fun if possible, and every year i do something related to him. like for 2 years i made a drawing of him, or last year i made him a little cake and lit candles on it. i wanna make a cake this year again and put 7 candles since his release will be 7 years ago ^_^ yay celebration!!

🎇 - do you and your f/o have a favorite holiday to celebrate together? what is it? do you have different holidays you like celebrating?

probably new years ^_^ we spend it together every year and we get to dress up all fancy n dance :3 we watch fireworks together and celebrate the countdown, and then we kiss every year at 12 am. mwa. smooch. <3

🔑 - which one of you locks themselves out of the house more often?

MEEEE MEEEEEEEE i do. because I'm fail. and spark has to come get me

🛀 - do you and your f/o take baths together? do you have a favorite bath salt or soap to use when you do?

we don't really take baths that often, only rarely like once a year and we just add soap. it makes nice bubble. fun and silly

🌡️ - when you or your f/o gets sick, do you take care of each other? what do you do?

yas we take care of each other <3 if he's sick i make him comfy and get him medicine, cook for him, basically bring him anything he needs and if im sick he does similar and uses his healing abilities on me ueeueooeoe oeueeoe euueueeeo (sobbing this makes me happy)

☃️ - in the winter time, is there anything fun you two do together? make snowmen, snow angels, bake holiday treats?

yess we love baking or cooking together in the winter, we get all cozy since it's cold and watch movies or play video games with each other. it's so funs. tbh i never liked winter before, but i associate it with him now and enjoy it a bit more since i get to be all soft and spend time with sparky

🥧 - have you and your f/o tried to bake something together? how did it go? what did you make?

WE HAVE :3 i luv baking.. every year we bake cookies with cinnamon in the winter (/IGNORE THE FACT THAT WE'RE COOKIES) orrr other stuff like brownies or fruit pie. we made peach and strawberry pie earlier this year <3 the yummy <3

🃏 - if you and your f/o were to be snowed in for several days with no power, what would you two do to keep away boredom?

that would be rarrhrhr SCARY but we would find stuff to do. like play touys. he would show me how he makes drinks. i show him how to paint/draw and any other activities we can find Tbh i would enjoy spending time with him sm

🎬 - is there a go to movie that you and your f/o watch on a movie night? do they have a favorite? who picks the movies?

we don't have a specific fave one but i liek watching horror movies with him <3 and he likes watching holiday movies with me

🕯️ - do you keep candles in your home? what kinds of candles do you like? what kinds do your f/o like?

YES oh my gosh I am like a candle enthusiast. i own and like a lot of diff scented ones like gingerbread, cinnamon roll, vanilla, caramel, i have one called "sparkle and shine" i associate as THE sparkling scent. like it doesn't get any more sparklingcore than that. ALSO i think spark would like vanilla scented ones.. i would give him some of mine that he can keep at his bar :D i imagine that he would sometimes gift me different candles since i really like them

[coolsosha]

HAHA, YOU THOUGHT I WAS DRAWING CARD REDRAW, BUT I WAS DOING GIFS!

THIS IS PROBABLY ONE OF THE CUTEST THINGS I'VE EVER DONE WTF IT'S SO CUTEEE

HERE IS A SONG FOR YOU, AND GO ON AND LOOK AT THIS SHIT

I was bored and made gif with Sosha and Asmo. Then i got addicted and have 10 of them now

im scared of how much serotonin i got from this thing.

-Heyehyehye, Asmuah, wanna have a... uuuh, smol XXS orange orphan?

-...Mandarin? Sorry hun, im busy, you can eat this oneee~

[click for 9 more of those]

-Oooh, Asmo is in the news again! ..heeey, the thing is about me! but why there is no picture of meeee?! I need to make a interview better than this! Sosha supremacyyyyyyyyyyy~~~

-Huh, Sosha definitely needs to practice with making post names...

-Sushi! Close your eyes or you will get shampoo in them!

-But you look so cute- AAAAAAW I HAVE BEEN ATTACKED BY THIS SOAPY AND LIQUIDY THING RIGHT IN MY HEART, THATS IN MY EYES!!!

-Told you~

-Yes! I knew that Jessica will be with Jeremy! They are such a soulmates, don't you think, Sushi?!...Ah, you fell asleep again, aren't you~

-zzzzz......naw......zzzzz

-Aw, so peaceful♡...............................................

..........................Oh wait i still have to do my night skincare routine......fine, you can sleep 10 more minutes and i will get up.

-Draw me like one of your french girls!

-Bonjour, croissant, Marriette, Eiffel tower, Pasta, Mario, Luigi.. wait no, thats italian. Anyway, LESHPUA LETTE PIAIA MIVIVO ZHETE IMEJO PO LE VO PA IJIJO METE ACOLFLAUYA ZUTA MI ZHIZO LETE(poorly sounding Ratatouille song)

-So-

-LET ME COOK.

-Sosha, you can't be in Demon form, Author-Sosha didn't post your backstory yet and you are making a huge spoiler and a plot hole, darling!

-Shut up im a moth(respectfully)

After Princess Asmo was rescued from evil goblin King Beel by a group of brave heroes, Princess was kidnapped again! By the evil demon named Sosha! He trapped princess in his castle and not letting him go! ...but, seems like Princess doesn't mind?

-Damn, how did you even tricked me into posing for this. i look like a hoe!.... in a good way

-i mean, you helped me with designing this collection, so it would be infair to not-put you on front page with your precious Asmo-chan!....how can you possibly be a "hoe in a good way" though?

You will say "Sosha(author), Sosha(oc) is a self insert OC for sure!" NO IT'S NOOOOT, this ass has backstory, and his personality is bigger than mine, so comparing Sosha to me is a pathetic comparison~

Sosha: I will make a comic about Sosha!

Sosha later: I will make a tumblr posts about Sosha!

Sosha now: Probably i will just write his entire lore in one post and will forget about it

Sosha in future: I will just burn him in fire.

[xlittlestpet]

guys . okay . ya know i try not 2 be silly like this so im doing this 2 distract myself so ^___^ yeah

anyway , ive been thinking abt my longterm goals and i think MOST of them are sooorta realistic ? these are all like "5 years from now" type goals . (so when im 20)

maintain a SMALL , SMALL . part time job OR take some sort of like classes. online is okay but xtra points if u take sum irl alex

have some money saved and fix some of my bad spending habits and like ,,, yk ,,,, hoarder shit

i would like to be able to maintain basic daily hygiene and take care of chores , be more responsible and stuff like that . nnothing 2 extreme but i want 2 be able to cook a basic meal , tidy up rooms by myself , and learn how to 2 laundry , and possibly how 2 wash dishes (im . cringing at the thought)

if i end up being able 2 drive i would also like 2 have / start working on getting a license

having aaa long term relationship by that point would also be ideal so i hope that happens . if it does then i want to be able 2 communicate clearly and work on my abusive tendencies

being able to accept criticism without viewing it as an attack would b pretty nice 2

anyway guys thats the end . obvi my main goal is to . not . yk die . but these would b pretty sick i guess . anyway . time 2 do . stuff .

anyway guyhs again im going 2 wait for the little silly biolly guy to msg me becofre i FUCKING KILL SOMEONE . IF I DONT WAKE UP 2 A MSG AFTER THAT CUNT HAS BEEN ONLINE FOR LIKE EVER I SWEAR TO GOD I WILL PUT MYELF IN THE HOSPITIAL I CANT TAKE THIS FUCKING STRESS