#woke up from a random nap to shit takes

[grogumaximus]

u'r a fake ass max fan if u r happy that checo is staying. this has nothing to do if u like or dislike checo or whatever n I'm not talking about the wcc either idk if u r watching the races or not, my guy has been fighting the top 3 teams alone while the other teams r able to split their strategies between their drivers whereas redbull can't do this bc their other driver was once again out of q3. on top of that he's also ruining their upgrades plans with his crashes n that rb20 shitcan needs every bit of an upgrade.

'but u can't guarantee that others won't crash' ' the car is undrivable' weak ass excuses. bc there is no excuse for u to only deliver 28 points in one of the best cars in the last 8 races n costing the team millions n shit on their upgrade plans, n strategies while nico got 16 points in a box of scraps n ur teammate has 141. No excuse. This is embarrassing. simple as that

[mi-olaaa]

↳˗ˏˋ Jjk men as your babydaddy. ˊˎ˗ ↴

☆ ⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚ ☆

Gojo Satoru.. ☆ ˊˎ˗

• He is so clingy, it’s almost sickening— y’all might’ve broken up, but to him? That don’t matter.

• You don’t know what a moment of peace is anymore, as soon two found out you were pregnant, he was ON it.

• Doctor’s appointments? He’s there. Shopping trips? He’s there. Whether it’s you resting at home and he’s caressing your belly, or you in the bed taking a nap. Gojo is there.

• What Gojo lacks in personal space he makes up for with how much he absolutely spoils and dotes on you. Whatever you want. Baby clothes, random pregnancy gadgets, even maternity clothes and stuff unrelated to pregnancy, you have it.

• About you two breaking up? Like I said it doesn’t matter, Gojo is literally there everyday almost, helping you out with everything, all the heavy lifting you can’t do at a certain point in your pregnancy, setting up the nursery, fucking you so good when your hormones become too much, and plenty other things to take care of the mama to be.

• Most importantly of all, when your bundle of joy was born, he was there, holding your hand through it all, ready to meet his baby with you.

Toji Fushiguro..☆ ˊˎ˗

• Toji honestly.. He’s not the best, but yk.. He’s definitely something.

• The whole reason you two broke up is because of you getting pregnant, he couldn’t handle it, literally, he walked out on you.

• He didn’t come back for a long ass time, you were only a month away from giving birth when he finally decided to accept the fact that he was a father again.

• He’s still the same asshole you know, but a little sweeter, but only because he felt guilty. Goes to a couple of the last appointments, and was there when the gender was found out.

• Gives you your space when you asks, understands that you are definitely still mad at him, but he looks absolutely adorable in the pictures you take of him and the baby.

• Sees the child every time on his visitation, one rare time he doesn’t, had to do another job. Other than that.. I mean idk, he could lean more the shitty bd at times, but he has his good moments too.

Nanami Kento..☆ ˊˎ˗

• When you found out you were pregnant, he was over the MOON. I mean, this man was crying, but not bawling his eyes out 😭

• Was talking so much shit about being a girl dad, while you thought it would be a boy. He won.

• Always says something along the lines of ‘my girls’. Always. He still has love for you definitely, and respects any boundaries you have, but yo’ ass was definitely testing how much self control he had some days.

• Turns out he had a pretty good amount of control to respect said boundaries, but it wasn’t until you FaceTimed him one night on that pregnancy hormone shit— Horny and leaking? How could he not take care of you?

• Whew shit y’all. If you weren’t already pregnant, you definitely would’ve been now. He put that WORK in. (He made gentle, intimate love to you, he’s too much of a loverboy to do anything else frfr (at least while you’re pregnant))

• Kento was there when you gave birth, and afterwards to help you with postpartum, mans is so obviously in love with you. SNEAK ATTACK— he proposes to you, and you quite literally woke up from a nap, holding your baby girl. You said yes. You said yes right? YOU BETTER HAD SAID YES MF HE IS SUCH A CUTIE PATOOTIE

Choso Kamo.. ☆ ˊˎ˗

• Honestly for the both of you, those nine months were a blur, he was there, partially out of curiosity though. 😭

• You had twins! Two little chubby cheek babies, one a girl, and one a boy.

• Choso doesn’t really know what he’s doing, but he’s trying y’all. He took almost an hour when he changed them for the first time, and cried because the babies were crying and he thought they must’ve been mad at him.

• always has the twins in those cute ass lil fuzzy animal onesies, his favorite to put them in are the shark ones. And he sends you pictures of them of course!

• Loves his kids to death and literally cannot process through his day without seeing them at least once. He might have some slight feelings for you, but pushes them down in respect of trying not to make a disruptive home life for the kids (is literally just convinced if you two get back together you will break up again and yeah..)

Suguru Geto.. ☆ ˊˎ˗

• Girl dad. I mean, he already had Mimiko and Nanako, ofc he’s a girl dad, don’t matter if they adopted frfr. Did i mention he’s a girl dad? HE IS A GIRL DAD. BOWS IN HIS HAIR, STICKERS AND ALL.

• Sucks ass at changing diapers tho, sorry y’all, we can’t all be great. His baby got that luscious hair from her daddy, blame him for heartburn.

• You two broke up? He dgaf about that! Literally js be all up in ya damn house, but honestly, if he wasn’t on the day your water broke, you would’ve been giving birth in the shower— so be thankful I guess? 😭

• He dotes on you, makes late night target runs for the random shit you crave, be tired asf, but anything for you pookie 🫶🏾, especially since you’re carrying his child.

• Mimiko and Nanako love the child too, tbf it’s a baby, who wouldn’t? Take their little sister shopping mf 😭 playing at the park when she’s older, and babysit too.

• Geto could be busy at some point, but when he is, he makes sure to see his kid once a week. He is such a cutie patootie with his skrunkly ass baby, you can’t help but take photos when you can.

☆ ⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚ ☆

Authors note: honestly ion got nun to say 🤷🏾‍♀️ except for #girldadnanami2024‼️

‘IGHT BYEE 🫶🏾

[sergeantwoods]

soap: *gets down on one knee* ghost: oh my god its happening soap: *falls over* ghost: the poisons finally kicking in

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soap: am i going too far? gaz: no, no, no. you went too far about seven hours ago. now you're going to prison.

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price: i have ten blank notebooks and i have no clue what to put in them. suggestions? soap: put spaghetti in it. price: im literally taking suggestions from anyone but you. gaz: put spaghetti in it. price: im currently taking suggestions from anyone but you two. ghost: put spaghetti in it. price: im no longer taking suggestions.

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gaz: roach, i'm sad. roach: *holds out arms for a hug* its going to be okay. soap, watching them: ghost, im sad. ghost: mood

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soap: you lying, cheating, piece of shit!! gaz: oh yeah? you're the idiot who thinks you can get away with everything you do. WELCOME TO THE REAL WORLD soap: im leaving you, and IM TAKING GHOST WITH ME price, picking up the monopoly board: i think we're going to stop playing now.

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soap: is stabbing someone immoral? gaz: not if they consent to it. ghost: depends on who you're stabbing. price: YES?!? --

soap: self care is actually getting into fights with randoms in dark alleys. price: no, self care is stuff like taking a bubble bath, or putting on a lot of makeup if you like it, or taking a nice warm nap! ghost: self care is the burning heat when rage washes over you!! self care is when you feel the bones crack under your powerful fists!! self care is the fear in your enemies eyes !!!! gaz: lmao self care is me takin your birthday cake so i can just eat the frosting soap: if you touch my birthday cake i will eat your hands. -- soap: do you think you’d actually notice if someone didn’t cast a shadow? or if their limbs were just slightly too long? or if they had just a little too many teeth? like how many times have you passed something on the street and you just didn’t notice it? gaz: stay woke monsterfuckers ur love is out there!!! soap: you know what? that wasn't my point at all, but glad i could spread some inspiration.

[theangelbabies]

𝑴𝒀 𝑮𝑼𝑨𝑹𝑫𝑰𝑨𝑵 𝑨𝑵𝑮𝑬𝑳.

♡𝑴𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒐 𝑹𝒊𝒅𝒅𝒍𝒆 𝒇𝒍𝒖𝒇𝒇

- summary : Mattheo can’t help but wonder how he still didn’t get expelled from participating in too many fights, until he comes back to his lover to apologise for his lash out.

- warnings : i think none

Ever since you and Mattheo had been together, he was the only thing that was on your mind especially at evening. Mostly when you were praying.

Since your boyfriend LOVED to stress you by fighting almost everyday and was on every girls fuck list, you just couldn’t help but pray for him and for your relationship. Mattheo not once told you how a random girl confessed to him but he sent her away crying. Not once you’ve overheard girls insulting you from pure jealousy and saying how they are going to either just make him cheat on you with them or even going that far as giving him a love potion to make him fall for them. Not once Mattheo had come to you with bloodied face, broken nose or all bruised hands. This just gave you no other option but to pray for him, you couldn’t lost him to any other bitch or worse expelled by having too many fights.

Most of people thought since Mattheo was the son of Dark Lord, he had too many toxic traits. When someone would mention his name everyone would start to be judgy, saying he is too nonchalant, apathetic or arrogant. Truly, he was a loving boy, that was really caring about his loved one and would do anything for them.

Your boyfriend never knew about you praying for him. You thought he would find it ridiculous since he didn’t believed neither in God or praying. He just didn’t believed it worked. Even if he was sleeping over you still managed to loose your beloved.

Until one night…

In the day, Mattheo came back from yet again fight. Not admitting it loudly, you were a little tired of it. You could not count how many times in a month he came back to you, bloodied scaring and stressing the shit out of you. So you told him that while cleaning up his scars.

“Matty, you can’t keep getting into this many fights. I know it’s hard because of people and their shit talking mouth, but violence is not the only answer and you know it because i’ve told you this many times… i think it’s stressing me out more than you.” - You said while dabbing a cotton pad on a scare on the bridge of his nose. Mattheo rolled his eyes while looking on the floor, mumbling something under his nose.

You sighed backing up a long from him to look in his eyes that couldn’t meet yours. “I know this talk is annoying but-“

“Please Y/N, just… shut up for a second. It’s so fucking tiring listening to the same lecture every time i come to you from a fight.” - He said standing up from the toilet seat to finally look at you. “I come to you for comfort not for listening to act like you’re my fucking mother.” Mattheo looked at you with annoyance and fury in his eyes.

You could not believe what you were hearing. Everything you did for him seemed to go ruin from the things he just said. Looking up at him with teary eyes, the only things you could say without breaking down was “Get out and think about what you just said.”

Mattheo just chuckled and stormed out of the room. When he was out you couldn’t help but break down. You don’t really know how many hours you have been crying and how many class have you missed but eventually you managed to get into bed and take a little nap.

When you woke up you felt.. so empty. The things that your boyfriend had said earlier still hunting your mind. You got up, to freshen up and just do a little self care evening just to lighten up your mood. Even tho Mattheo had hurt you too much today, you decided to not give up your prayer for him and your relationship and for everything to find it way out so you can make today up.

When you started praying, you didn’t hear a soft nock on your dorm room since you were too focused on making sure Lord hears your prayers for your boyfriend’s protection. While the door opened you felt tears falling down your cheeks. Turning your head around to see who interrupted, you saw your boyfriend standing in the doorway. You quickly got up, sitting on a bed and wiping your tears away. You started to say something but he quickly cut you off.

“You were praying?” - Mattheo said coming to sit next to you.

“Um… yeah.. Actually i’ve been meaning to tell you for a while.”

“No Y/N it’s okay, i came here just to-“ You quickly cut him off.

“I had been praying for you. Every evening, even when you were sleeping over i always found time. Only for you. For our relationship. For your safety every time you fight but mostly for you to not get expelled from the amount of them. That’s why i always remind you to wind down with them. Because i’m scared i’m going to lose the only person i truly care about. I- i don’t know what else to say.. i love you too much for us to either fight or to lose each other because of your stupidity. I don’t pray for you for nothing, but i should’ve told you sooner..” - You said not feeling the hot tears falling down your flushed cheeks.

“Y/N… love.. that’s.. the most beautiful.. way for you to show me any love. I really fucked up and disappointed you today. I should have never ever yelled at you today or even start any argument, later i realised you were so right about how i relief my anger. Today i couldn’t stop myself, when i heard an asshole talking about you i just saw red. I’m sorry love, i will try and calm myself just for your final peace. So you can never stress like you have been after every fight.” - Mattheo said stroking your face and wiping every tear that fell down your beautiful face.

When you started sobbing, the only thing Mattheo knew could calm you down was pull you into his amrs and whisper you sweet nothings.

After a while you fell asleep again while laying on your boyfriend that was rubbing your back all the time and kiss your head from time to time.

“I’m sorry sweetheart for today…” - Mattheo whispered knowing you can’t hear him.

“Now i know how i’m still in this school…. thank you baby”

“You’re welcome” - You said kissing his neck smiling.

In the end you both fell asleep holding each other knowing you’re each other’s guardian angels<3.

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THATS ITTTT!!!! The ending is kinda shitty but it’s kinda late i had no other idea how to end it. My school started few days ago and the tests are already coming but ill try to stay consistent with writing somethingss!! PLSS SOMEONE SEND ME SOME REQUESTS CAUSE IK RUNNING OUT OF IDEAS😭😭I hope yall liked it, if you have any tips for my writings please let me know and love yaaalll!!!

[lifelaughloveharrystyles]

Ross Lynch: givemewhatuwant

*on tour with the driver era 2024*

“Y/N do you know where we are at?” Garrison calls from the back of the bus with all the boys.

The Driver Era has been on tour for about a month now, traveling all over the east coast showcasing their phenomenal songs that they made from scratch. I had the amazing opportunity to come on the tour as one of the equipment managers. This has been my biggest dream in my career, working at “The Doors Rock Shop”. It’s a well known instrument company in Atlanta Georgia where people would go to get a guitar and a crystal at the same time. I got this amazing job with touring The Driver Era with my cousin Poppy who is with us on tour as one of the tour photographers.

“Y/N!” Ryland shouts from the back. I look outside to see we are about to arrive to the venue in Asheville North Carolina. “we are about to pull up to the venue guys!” I said looking to the back of the bus and I see Ross in the hall with just pajamas pants on. “Word! i’m ready to stretch my legs and get out and move.” Ross said stretching his arms looking like he just woke up from a nap.

Ross and I have gotten really close on this tour. i’m normally not on their bus, i travel in a large van behind the bus with the crew. We haven’t stopped talking to each other whether it’s in person while im helping carry his beautiful gibson to him when he goes in for his solos or text. We make these jokes everytime I have to give his guitar to him in a show and I always make a bet with him about how many girls will scream “take your shirt off!”. Secretly I was jealous I couldn’t be those beautiful girls making him smile and shake his hips like that and pleading to take his shirt off for me. Having him as a friend is the best, I just know he could never like me that way. I’m his equipment manager, I lift speakers and drums for a living and he’s a fucking rockstar sex god. I mean look at his recent ex. like how can I compare to Jaz Sinclair. I have to be just a friend to protect myself from that energy.

Everyone ends up scattering across the venue to start their projects for the day. The show starts at 8 so I scramble around to the strings van to transfer the instruments to their spots on the stage so the boys can start soundchecking and tuning their guitars to the songs.

“Y/N why is it you’re always the one carrying the most stuff in the building when Greg is suppose to do that because of your knee.” Riker says from the green room where I walked in with a coffee for myself and him. “Riker i’m telling you Greg is so fucking slow I can’t bear watching him take 45 minutes to set up a guitar stand. I gotta get the shit done so I can actually enjoy myself for the day.” I express to him and i’m frazzled pinging from one corner of the stage to the other figuring out all the wires and amps so they can start their sound check.

“Y/N take a deep breath or a certain someone is going to come in here and see this and raise hell.” Riker laughed as he secretly points in the direction of Ross and Rocky’s green room. I roll my eyes and wave him off not believing a word he said.

Riker thinks he’s slick with trying to hook me up with Ross ever since we started the tour. i’ve seen the small hints of asking ross to come to me when he can’t find the setlist or where his extra picks are. Riker is basically our tour mom, he is making everyone smoothies and making sure everyone is hydrated before every show. Besides Ross, me and Riker have been attached to the hip.

“Shut up Riker before I grab a pair of scissors and cut your bass strings” I jokingly threaten him with a huge smile on my face.

“Oh God Riker what did you do to piss Y/N off again?” Ross said coming out of the side stage with a vintage baseball cap that says “i’m a local celebrity” with a white tee and baggy light washed denim pants. he slings his arm over my shoulder making us sway to the random song playing on the speakers. I look up to see him already looking down at me with that infamous smile he wears. “Nice Hat pretty boy.” i laughed and flicked the bill of the hat. “So which songs are we playing tonight? any newbies?” I smile back at him really hoping he’ll play one of my favorite songs at the show tonight. “Yes Y/N we are playing givemewhatuwant and Natural if that’s what you’re asking.” he chuckles and pulls away from me to pick up his guitar to start sound checking. I squeal and jump off the stage and start jogging to the doors to get the rest of the equipment “YES ROSS YOURE THE BEST” I scream at him and blow him a friendly kiss as I run out the door.

*Ross’ POV*

Y/N is the most precious and loving human I have ever met. she just brightens the room when she walks in. Whether it’s her bubbly personality or just her energy she radiates, it’s one of the reasons why I love having her close by. She makes me feel like life is worth living again. Heartbreak after heartbreak, I felt like love isn’t an option for me anymore. I have thousands of people falling at my feet but it never fills the void of feeling unloved. Hookups and one night stands can only do so much to the point even sex isn’t appealing to you anymore. Ever since Y/N walked into my life, it’s has taken a complete 180. I feel lighter. happier. I wake up excited for the day knowing I get to see and talk to the most beautiful woman I have ever met. She doesn’t compare to any girl I have ever been with or even seen. Befriending her was my first hit in the game and i’m ready for the home run. I want her to be mine. I need her to be my girl. I feel like I can’t live life without her by my side. she completes me in a way I have never felt before. I’m worried i’ll scare her away if I confess what i’ve been feeling inside. I just need to rip the bandaid and just go for it, be a man and express this to this wonderful girl.

*10 minutes before showtime*

*Y/N POV*

“what’s our bet tonight Ross?” I ask him walking up to the band. I just finished helping set up the stage for The Driver Era after Valé’s performance. She did amazing as she does every night. Tonight however the energy feels a bit off. Ross looks like he’s in his head about something and I just don’t know what. Everything went smoothly today and the crowd already has such a good vibe for the night, there’s nothing else to worry about. “Ross? You good?” I asked while rubbing his arm while he looks off in the distance.

“Yeah i’m good, just in my head a bit. Nothing to worry about, probably stage fright.” he has a fake smile plastered on his face to try and not worry me. I know him better than anyone that he is in his head about something and it’s definitely not stage fright.

“Do you need to talk before you go on? you are not good. you can try and fake smile at me but you know it’s not going to work. What’s going on in that head of yours?” I step forward to see his full face instead of the side and look up in those beautiful hazel brown eyes he adorns on his face. he sighs loudly and closes his eyes before opening them he says. “Y/N there’s been a lot of shit going on in my life and ever since I met you, it seems like everything disappeared when you walked in the room. You make me so happy and giddy to the point I get antsy when I don’t see you first thing in the morning. You light up my life and I know we only have known each other for a month but I feel it. My God I hope you feel it too so I don’t feel like the biggest idiot before this sold out show. I like you Y/N, I don’t want to wake up without you by my side. Please tell me you feel the same.” he pleads and grabs

my face in his hands and put his forehead to mine.

“Just shut up and kiss me Ross. I’ve been waiting way too long for you to say those words. I just need your lips on mine before you-“ he slams his lips on mine before I could sentence my sentence. I wrap my arms around his neck melting in his arms loving every second of this moment.

“Ross let’s go! you’ll have plenty of time to make out with Y/N after the show, come on!” Rocky shouts from the side stage making us break away from our heavy kiss. I smile and push him towards his brother. “Lucky for you i’m going to be in the pit with Poppy helping her take photos. I promise to get the best angles, I might sneak a couple just for my entertainment.” I smirk and he laughs and kisses my cheek and runs on stage right on his cue.

The boys are rocking out and came out full throttle. I’ve been helping poppy this show because one of the extra photographers called out and couldn’t make it. I can already feel the energy in this knowing it’s gonna be a great night. “ Y/N why has Ross been staring and smirking at you all night? Did he finally have the balls to do it?” She smirks at me side glancing to the stage. I look up and sure enough he’s staring at me with hooded eyes with his hair clinging to his sweaty forehead. He squats down to my level and curls his finger for me to come closer. I take a step towards him and he whispers “you are making it incredibly hard for me to stop this show and take you backstage to have my girl strip that skirt off so I can fuck that beautiful pussy.” he kisses my earlobe and pulls away before I could even react. my jaw drops and I step back and look at poppy and she’s busting out laughing at my reactions and hugs me and squeals in excitement. She always said from day one that Ross will end up falling over me. I brushed it out because of stupidity and insecurities. Now i’m like ‘fuck she’s right…. again’.

“That man is already planning the wedding in his brain and he hasn’t even gotten in your pants yet. I saw the kiss when I was setting up. “ She says while snapping pictures of the band while they play “Natural”. I get excited and dance and sing along. I decide to tease ross a bit, i shake my hips to the beat and drag my palms up my stomach making my shirt ride up a bit. He notices and bites his lip and tilts his hat down and looks at me with sultry eyes. I wink at him and flick him off. he smirks and proceeds to perform the rest of the song.

The show finally ended and the boys are celebrating in the green room with a couple of drinks. I finished my job for the night when I start searching for Ross to actually start my night. I feel hands wrap around my middle and I instantly melt when I smell fresh body wash and sandalwood. “Let’s go to the bus, I promise to keep my hands to myself” Ross mumbles kissing my neck with his hands roaming my hips pulling me closer to his warmth. I chuckle and turn my head to see his face and tease his lips with mine before I dart towards the direction of the bus. I hear his laughs behind me when I get up to the door to the bus.

he meets me inside and starts teasing my neck again guiding me to the back of the bus. He closes the sliding door and locks it in place. I arch my neck towards him in a way to let him know I want his lips on me. He starts sucking on my neck behind my ear. he kisses all the way to my lips and he slams his lips on mine. I moan and run my fingers through his hair and tug at the ends. He groans in my mouth and starts unzipping my corset like top. I gasp when I feel the cold air on my bare back. The shirts comes loose from my body and falls at our feet. “Beautiful” He whispers to himself when he see my breasts in full exposure. He starts peppering kisses all over my breasts and he cups his lips around my nipple and start sucking to drive me wild. I moan a sound that has never escaped from me before and I tug his face up to mine “Just fuck me already Ross. I need you so bad. Feel how wet I am” I whimper grabbing his hand and pressing it to my core. he rubs his fingertips against the sensitive nub and I moan loudly biting my lip. He shrugs his pants off and throws his shirt somewhere while I undress myself as fast as I can. “I wanted this to be slow and make this moment last as long as possible but I can’t bear anything anymore. I need to be inside you baby.” Ross said as he slips on a condom with a groan. He pushes the tip towards my entrance and I close my eyes waiting for the first push. “Look at me Y/N. I need to see your face” he pleads. I open my eyes the same time he enters me and I gasp at the size of him. He slowly thrusts in and out letting me get used to his size.

“Faster Baby. Fuck you feel so good” I scream as his pace picks up. he grabs my leg and throws it over his left shoulder slamming his hips into the back of my thighs. He presses a hand against my stomach and I moan feeling him deeper inside of me. “Fuck baby I can feel it. My god your pussy is perfect. You’re so tight, you were made for me” He groans fucking me harder making me slam a hand on the window beside me. “Ross i’m so close. please let me cum. fuck baby” I moan in his ear and drag my nails down his back. “Yes baby. Let go for me. Cum all over my cock. Make a mess of me. “ he slams his hips into mine as we both hit our climax at the same time. he thrusts slowly while we come from our highs. I breathe heavily and rest my head on the armrest of couch. Ross slowly lays his head on my breast letting some of his weight fall on me. I run my hand through his hair and just smile wanting this moment to never end.

“Whatcha thinking about beautiful?” he asked slowly pulling out making me wince. “Just realizing how did I get this lucky? I don’t deserve you.” my eyes start tearing up looking at his eyes and studying all of his features. “You don’t deserve me? You got it all wrong baby. You are the most beautiful human I have ever laid my eyes on. We are meant to be here in this moment for a reason and I know down the road we will look back at this time and just laugh and smile about all these memories we have made together. I want to make memories with you forever Y/N. l- I love you so fucking much I can’t hold it in anymore.” He rambles sitting up on the L shaped couch and pulling me to his chest. I breathe in his scent and close my eyes. “Ross, I love you so much it makes it hard for me to breathe. I’ll love you to the day I die.” I look up at him and he slams his lips on mine putting a hand over my heart to feel the thumps of my rapid heartbeat. Our lips move and he slips his tongue in and our tongues dance along together lazily.

We finally had the energy to get up after 30 minutes of lazy kisses and just appreciating the moment we just shared. Everyone comes back to the bus after the celebratory shots.

“So where did both of you guys run off too earlier?” Garrison asked slipping on a hoodie and a crochet bucket hat I made for him in Wisconsin. “I don’t kiss and tell but it was definitely fun for sure.” Ross winks and pulls me to sit on his lap.

“They fucked in the back of the bus. there’s a hand print on the window to prove it.” Ryland said smirking into his tequila soda. I roll my eyes and tap the bottom of his cup to make it spill all over his neck and shirt. “Y/N what the fuck dude!” he shouts snatching napkins from Riker. I laugh so hard I snort and then that makes everyone in the bus have a laughing fit. I lean my head back on ross’ shoulder and he kisses the top of my head whispering “I love you” in my ear. my eyes start drooping and I fall asleep on the love of my life and already can’t wait to wake up to experience this life with him.

[presleyluvschris]

chilly

pairing(s): mcu peter parker x sick!fem!reader

desc basically im obsessed with sick!fics. posted one a while back for another fandom 🤭 just peter worried.

a/n holy shit im so sorry i haven't been posting lately my loves. my house is currently being sold and i've been running ramped. i wrote this after i had time off work. hope you enjoy.

warnings language, fluff, grammar. (please message me if i missed any!)

@cozytober2023

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It was only October 7th and you we're already a stuffy snotty sticky mess from the sudden drop of temperature outside.

It was cold outside, but the light from your wooden bedroom windows sunbathed the room, brightening your pale complexion.

tissues were plastered all over your messy bed and your phone was constantly dinging with messages from your group chat. you didn't show up to work, or to school that day, and by the looks of your random naps and binge watches on Netflix, you had forgot to call anyone to let them know you couldn't make it, including your boyfriend peter.

you kept coughing which made your head pulsate more as you wrapped your blanket around you and curled into it, squirming and desperately trying to get comfortable.

he was always super protective of you. sometimes it was really annoying but it felt good to know he was always thinking of you. and thats probably an understatement.

you felt sick. that might've been a blunt word, but everytime you tried to swallow your own spit it hurt like hell and you felt your head beating in pain like a heart would pump blood.

you groan and pull your comforter back over your head before you flutter your eyes closed and try to get your mind off the pain in your throat. It burned everytime you breathed which made you hiss uncomfortably. You eventually get yourself to fall asleep (after way too many doses of NyQuil) with half of your body immersed in your pillow.

you rested softly for a few hours before you woke to the sound of peter climbing through your window. you're eyes could barely adjust to the light as your tried to look up to see who it was, but your body was too tired to try and shake yourself up.

he rolled on the floor after falling from your complicated window sill but quickly got up with a groan.

he puffs, dusting him self off as he looks around the room for his girl.

"love?" peter looked around curiously to find you laying in your bed.

he carefully knelt down and shook you slightly as you woke up again with a jump.

you cough. "jesus, peter. you scared the shit out of me." you shift your arms behind you to prop yourself up, as he tucks a piece of your hair that fell back behind your ear.

"sorry," he laughs. "i just got really worried. I came as soon as I could. are you alright? why weren't you at school? or work- MJ said you didn't come."

his smile turns into a concerned perplexed look.

"uh", you sit up and rub your eye, coughing.

he noticed you sweating, and your puffy red eyes and a nose rubbed red.

"are you feeling okay?" his eyes and face look soft for you as his lip pouted a little.

he comes closer to you, kneeling down as he rests his hand on your forehead gently. you press your lips together and sniffle.

"pete, im fine."

"but- you're burning up!" he adds, as you look away from him.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier? i could've taken school off or-"

"peter." you look up.

"no." you croak, "i would never let you do that."

He puffs his cheeks and breathes out as he sits with you in your bed. You look in your boyfriends eyes as he turns his head to examine you.

"you don't look well, sweets." he frowns as he kisses the top of your forehead.

"i know", you say as you sniffle and your face starts to tickle a little.

he hands you a tissue as you sneeze in your sleeves. "bless you." he rests his tongue to the side of his mouth.

spidey senses.

"you okay?" he looks at you.

"mhm", you purse your lips.

you blow your nose as he looks at your face again.

"you gonna let me take care of you?" he holds his breath in worry.

you shake your head. "no."

he frowns again. "but you're sick! you're my girlfriend I can't just leave you here." He seems stressed, folding his his hands on your arms.

you cough and add, "i don't want you to get sick. plus, you have patrol tonight."

he shakes his head. "no way, im staying."

"No." you look in his eyes.

"Yes." he nods.

"No, peter."

"Yes, y/n." he crosses his arms.

you sigh.

"im staying right here." He says determinedly as he wraps his arms around you from behind and rests his chin on your shoulder. worry chilled up his spine for you.

"okay," you give up. "its cold anyway." you couldn't resist him. you didn't want him to patrol in the this insane cold weather anyways.

you pull a sweatshirt over your head.

"movie?" we whispers. "i'll get you snacks." he rubs your back softly.

you sweat a little and try to swallow.

you smile a little, "okay."

coughing, he rubs your arm. "are you okay?" he looks at you worriedly.

"im fine, my body just hurts."

he pulls you in a hug before kissing your head and leaving the room to go to the kitchen.

he gets back almost instantly with a bag of candy and popcorn, setting it on the bed and a mug of hot tea for your throat on the bedside table.

"can i get you anything else?" he looked sad.

your heart warmed and hurt at the same time.

"no, im okay."

he places a bowl of soup down next to the mug as you lean over to take it and sip it gently.

he lays in your bed as you open your laptop to the same crime documentary.

"again?" he groans, shifting his neck up against the pillow as he scrunches his face, looking at the ceiling.

as you giggle he looks up to see your smile which made his stomach hurt.

"yes, again." you try to hold back your lips from curling into a laugh.

he sighs and clicks the play button on your computer.

you rest your head on his chest, snuggling into him as he lays his arm around you, intertwining your hand into his.

"love you." he whispers in your hair softly, tucking a kiss to the back of your head.

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[saeist]

sae doesn't know this but he snores.

thankfully though it wasn't those really loud snores like how a dad's would sound like but his snores are the ones that aren’t really as loud but it can still annoy you to a certain extent, you know what i'm saying?

i mean, you can't really get mad at him for it. it's something he can't really control and maybe practice was hard these days so maybe that's why the sae itoshi snores but anyway

sae is currently doing his daily afternoon naps and sleeping soundly right next to you, who's conveniently watching a random movie you just tuned in at the living room

you hear sae start to snore. it doesn't really bother you that much regularly but today you just so happen to be hooked on this random movie you just put in but you couldn't concentrate on what the characters are talking about with sae's snores filling the room (you put the volume on low out of respect for your sleeping boyfriend in case he wakes up cranky as hell because of how loud the tv was)

a moment of incoherent talking between the characters which seems to be really important in the plot rolls by and by then you couldn't take it anymore. you shake sae awake to make him move to your shared bedroom

"sae, get up. you're snoring and i can't hear the movie i'm watching"

sae's eyes snap open. he blinks and squints at the bright sun that was peeking from the curtains. you wanted to take a picture at how dazed and confused he was looking right now with his hair all disheveled, drool on his mouth and how his clothes were sticking to his body

he turns around to take a good look at you and the tv. sae rolls his eyes and plops down on the couch again.

"just turn the volume up..." sae mumbles, going back to his sleeping position.

"then have you yell at me for waking you up? hell no! go sleep in our room" you complained, now forgetting the movie as your full attention was now at the curled up sae beside you

sae sits up and glares at you. "what's the point if you already woke me up anyway?!" he grumbles, snatching the pillow below him and placing it on your lap.

"just don't mind me and watch your shit show or whatever.." sae murmurs before falling asleep soundly again but this time on your lap.

you know what, you can forget that damn movie. especially when sae looks so cute all curled up on your lap like some cat. you quickly grabbed your phone from the side table and snap about 20 pictures of sleeping sae. one of which is now your wallpaper

[mono-dot-jpeg]

[10:02pm] - aphelios & sett

a/n; in which i make aphelios silly skrumblo than he already his. test run for writing league. but it's heartsteel phel so, it's probably gonna be fine. i loved watching the bloopers. it was so cute, i need more. they should make a small web series like how kpop groups have their small web series where they do random shit or vlog ugh. im totally gonna write that someday.

[ooc phel and sett????] [i threw in poly! settphel in here despite wanting to make it a solo phel fic]

aphelios is really bad at getting your attention normally.

which is fair. you and alune are busy being the limited staff for heartsteel. you help yone work the technicals [and filming] and alune is more of the social part of managing.

but since their debut was nearing closer and closer, you have been more occupied with your manager duties. kayn had been especially chaotic during filming, causing you and yone to attempt to fix everything that was broken by the others.

to summarize, it has been a very long week for heartsteel.

mostly for the quiet boy since he has not gotten some much-needed love and attention from his lover. he could've gone to sett for that love and attention, but the redhead offers more than enough of it. and also he took too many takes for his scene, and phel swears he can still hear the ringing in his ears from the bell.

he's been trying to get your attention now since it's been much less busy, but he hasn't had much luck.

poke.

poke. poke.

you feel cold fingers poke at your face as you rest on bed, completely exhausted. you don't really complain about the comforting hands that gently cup your face until you feel a familiar pair of lips on yours. aphelios watches your tired eyes open and squint at him before you give him a small smile. "hi phel.."

he can't bring himself to be mad at you from the lack of attention with how sweet you look. he can't help but sigh before settling right next to you on the bed, head resting on your chest and body curling up close to you for warmth. there's never much need for words when he's so endearingly expressive. his lips jutted out just a bit in a cute pout as he looked up at you with pleading eyes, a surefire sign of him wanting your attention. "where's sett?" you murmured, gently playing with phel's hair.

aphelios makes no sign of an answer, tugging the blankets to cover you and him better. he even goes as far to lay right on top of you, trapping you in his hold. "phel.." you whined, "i just wanted to know where he was."

the look in aphelios's eyes says everything you need to know, "i need attention."

you can only smile as you finally give him his needed attention. "okay, okay, i'll stop. but you know i just woke up from my nap. what am i gonna do?"

you get no response as expected as the silent man presses his face against your chest, not caring to even spare you another glance. "god, what am i gonna do with you?" you mutter fondly. "with you and sett.. wait until he starts getting all clingy too.." placing your hands on his cheeks, "absolutely insufferable." you joked, squishing his face.

"babe! i lost aphelios!" you're holding back your laugh as sett barges into your shared room. he reminds you of a sweet doberman who just loves their owner. "have you seen him-" aphelios shifts under the blankets, head peeking out to look at sett, annoyed. "oh. uh. hey phel." sett smiles sheepishly. "i forgot that you wanted to be with them today because they've been so busy."

you laugh, "don't be mad, phel." he sends you a look before burying himself under the sheets once again and clinging onto you. "at least let sett join. i haven't given him much attention either. especially after what happened with some of the props during filming." you sighed, remembering yone scolding to the boys and alune laughing behind the camera.

the blankets shift before the blue haired mute opens a side of the covers to let sett in. and ever the energetic and excitable boyfriend, he almost looks ready to dive straight onto you and aphelios. but he holds back, shifting around awkwardly as he moves onto the bed. he finally lets his excitement out, reaching around to hug both you and phel the best he can. "god, i missed this."

"it was only a week, big guy."

"longest week ever!" he groaned as you feel aphelios nod in agreement.

"you two are so dramatic." you slam a poro plushie against sett's and aphelios's head.

"you love it!"

[mozzarella-stickz]

Lovers Rock: Rodrick Heffley x F! Reader

Author’s Note: Special thanks to @celootaku1 for telling me I should write this :) Hope you enjoy! Sorry it’s like months late though…

Summary: A panic attack in the school cafeteria leads to a chance encounter with none other than Rodrick Heffley.

Warnings: anxiety, panic attacks, probably OOC Rodrick don’t hate me. Otherwise lots of fluff <3

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You were certain this was the worst day of your life.

As soon as you woke up, the impending doom of the day seemed to loom over your head, your brain repeating over and over how bad today was. Your head felt fuzzy and confused, your body shaky and riddled with random jolts of anxiety.

It all came to a climax during lunch time, when the smells, sounds, and godawful fluorescent lights of the cafeteria all become to much for you, and you bolted. You grabbed your lunchbox, excusing yourself from your table, and bolting out to your car in the parking lot. The school was well aware of your condition, and all you had to do was nod and they let you out.

You slammed your door shut, the panic setting in. Breathe in, breathe out, breathe in, breathe out. Your breathing cycled over and over, rounds of seconds of holding and exhaling.

Unbeknownst to you, was the guy sitting in the van parked right next to you. Rodrick Heffley had decided he did not want to go so Spanish that day, instead choosing to take a nap in the back of the van. He was rudely awakened however, by slamming doors and the loud beeping of the car’s lock system.

“Jesus Christ,” he groaned, rubbing sleep from his eyes.

Rodrick climbed to the front of the van, looking at his window at the commotion. He noticed you sitting in your front seat, breathing in and out as tears flowed down your cheeks, smearing your mascara down your face. He felt a little bad now, panic attacks were something he’d dealt with a lot in middle school. He took a deep breath, opening his van door, and knocking on your window gently. You jolted up, and he winced. You took another deep breath in, before rolling your window down.

“H-hi?” you said, voice weak and shaky. You were absolutely confused as to why Rodrick Heffley was knocking on your window, much less doing so in a nice way.

“You okay?” he asked, shuffling a little as he leaned down to your window.

“Not really,” you sniffled, wiping your eyes.

“Do you want to talk?”

“There’s really nothing. I had a panic attack over nothing.”

Awkward silence between you both. Rodrick because he wasn’t quite sure what to say, and you because while you appreciated his concern, you really did not feel like talking at that moment.

“I can go if you want…”

“No!”

Rodrick looked at you, slightly puzzled. It didn’t seem like you wanted him to be there, but your outburst was strange.

“Sorry, didn’t mean to yell, I just…”

“Nah, I get it.”

“You can get in if you want.”

Rodrick opened your car door, sliding into the passenger seat. You leaned your head back into your seat, continuing your breathing slowly and gently.

Rodrick sat, watching you. You were always such a fun-loving person, caring and kind, smiling like nothing was ever wrong.

Your heart started to settle down and your head cleared slightly. You checked your phone, seeing a few texts from your friends asking if you were alright. You smiled, but set it down. You would reply later.

“Thanks for sitting here,” you said, turning towards Rodrick. “I really appreciate the concern.”

“Yeah, anytime. You sure you’re okay?”

“Yeah, I’m fine, just sometimes I wake up with the worst feelings of anxiety for no reason. Today was one of those days. Cafeteria was just too much today.”

“I get it. In middle school, I used to get super anxious all the time. But my way of coping was just to not care, I guess.”

“I wish it was that easy.”

“It was hard, but that’s when I started to drum too. Helped me with the nerves and shit.”

You giggled a little, wiping your eyes. You pulled down your mirror, groaning at the raccoon eyes look you were pulling off right now.

“I’m a mess!”

“Hey, no worries, I have an idea.”

Rodrick bolted, rushing into the front seat of his van for something. After a few minutes of sifting through not done homework and fast food bags, he grabbed a small bag. Sitting back down in the seat, he opened it and pulled out an eyeliner pencil. You cocked your head, looking at him with a “what the fuck” look.

“I wear it for gigs sometimes. I carry it around just in case any pretty girls need it.”

Your heart fluttered at that comment.

“Close your eyes,” he said. You obliged, tilting towards him. He lined it around the top of your eyes, smudging it a little with his fingers.

“Okay, open.”

You did, and then he drew a small line underneath the bottom of the rim of your eye. Taking his pinky, he smudged it, wiping away the flakes of mascara along with it.

“Alright, done.”

You flicked your mirror down, examining his work. You smiled in astonishment, you looked wicked cool and totally smudged on purpose.

“I love it!” You squealed. “I look awesome! Thank you so much!”

“Anytime.”

You sat in silence, examining it. You looked so…not you, and it was so sick. You checked your phone again, seeing it was almost time for lunch to end.

“Crap, I gotta go,” you said, sighing. Instead of pocketing your phone, you handed it to Rodrick in a bold move.

“Can I get your number?” you asked, “Just in case?”

“Huh…oh OH yeah, um of course!”

You giggled again at his shock, handing him your phone as he put his number in. Rodrick handed your phone back, his hands so shaky it was endearing.

“Thanks again, Rodrick. See you soon.”

You exited your car, bolting back inside. Rodrick shut your car, staring at you walking inside. See you soon. His heart fluttered a little, something that hadn’t happened since Heather Hills sat next to him in class several years ago.

Later that evening, Rodrick felt his phone ping in his pocket, picking it up he read a text from your presumed number.

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He opened it to see a picture of you holding an eyeliner pencil in the makeup section with a smile on your face.

Another text from you that said:

had to get my own since i looked so cool! thanks again <3

His heart fluttered again, this time at an alarming rate. He typed out a response, palms sweaty and hands once again shaking like a leaf in the wind.

of course, pretty girl <3

From the other end of the phone, you felt faint. You set your phone down, letting your brain formulate a response. You typed it down, breathing in and out before sending:

do you want to hang out this weekend?

[unknownperson246]

Hi, could you please write some Axl fluffy smut where his girlfriend who is really sweet and innocent unknowingly eats Axl’s weed laced cookies while she’s home alone, thinking their just regular cookies. Then she starts experiencing the bad kind of high where you become anxious and panicky. Then Axl comes home to find her really freaking out and not understanding why she’s feeling so weird. And Axl realizes she has eaten the cookies and is high and has to reassure her that everything is going to be okay. Axl takes care of her and comforts her through her first time being high. To help relax her and calm her down and take her mind off how she’s feeling, Axl decides maybe some smut would help. He’s really gentle and sweet with her and feels so bad about accidentally getting her high with the cookies.

Sweet and Salty

Words: 1,408

warnings: *fluff* *smut* *angst* *m receiving* *f receiving* *weed* *getting high* *panicking* *anxiety* *panic attacks* *cussing* *cum eating* *cum play* *praise kink*

You saw Axl baking 30 cookies the other day. You saw him put a packet of something in the cookies.  You didn't get a good glimpse of the plastic bag. You didn't think much of it. You offered to help Axl make the cookies. 

“Axl can I help you make the cookies?” You ask him innocently.

“No, you should relax, Y/N. You look exhausted,” Axl says, looking back at you from the counter where is preparing the cookie dough. 

You sit down on the couch and put on some TV. You fall asleep watching TV. Axl notices that you fell asleep watching your favorite show. After he finished putting the cookies in the oven he came over to turn the TV off. He puts a blanket that was sitting next to you on your body. He sits next to you and he kisses you on your forehead while you're asleep. Axl goes back and watches the cookies to make sure they don't burn. Once the bell of the oven rings he takes the cookies out and lets them cool down for 16 minutes. You wake up from your nap. You smell a strong scent of sweetness. He puts all 30 of them in a cookie jar. He doesn't try one, not even a little bit. You head upstairs to your guys' bedroom. You wake up without Axl next to you. You wake up and get ready to go downstairs. Once you are downstairs you don't see Axl anywhere. He left a note on the counter. It explains that he went to band practice. You go to the jar and you still smell the sweetness of the cookies. You grab five cookies from the jar and you eat them. A couple of minutes later you start to feel a burst of negative emotions. You start to feel anxious and you panic.

“Fuck fuck what is wrong with me?” You say tearing up and shaking. 

You run to the stairs and start to panic. All you can do is hope that your feelings wear off in a couple of minutes. As time goes by it starts to get worse. You break down into tears. You're scared of what is happening to you. It was so random. You thought it was a random panic attack. You were having trouble trying to figure out what caused it. You start to take deep breaths.

“Shit, what if the cookies triggered it?” You ask yourself.

Suddenly you hear a knock on the door. You answer the door with mascara and tears dripping down your face. It's Axl. He comes in and he hears you crying.

“Axl it's you” You start to sob in relief.

“What the hell happened Y/N?” He is concerned.

He does not understand what you are saying. You're speaking a lot of gibberish. You look like you're about ready to pass out. He thinks you're having a panic attack. You start to hyperventilate even more. Axl stands there so confused and worried with what is going on with you.

You start to explain to him the best you could. You start to explain to him in your shaky voice with your quivering lips.

“I woke up. I got ready and I found your note and then I went to grab breakfast. I saw your cookies and I ate five of them. After that, I suddenly felt so scared and anxious.” You explain to Axl trying to calm yourself down.

“Shit Y/N I laced those cookies with weed,” Axl says feeling very guilty for not telling you what he put in them. 

“How many did you eat and how long ago did you eat them?” Axl asks, panicked. 

“I ate 5 Like 15 minutes ago,” You say feeling light-headed from hyperventilating.

By then Axl's words start to fly through your head. You start to panic even more after realizing that you are high.

“Fuck they had weed in them?!” You start to freak out.

“Y/N you're going to get through this. I am sorry for not telling you when I made them.��� Axl says.

“Shh it's okay,” He says while letting you nuzzle your head in his chest. 

“Here let's sit down,” He says softly while holding your hand and taking you to the couch.

“Shit” You start to sob in agony.

All of your mascara has been removed and fallen off with your tears. Axl goes to grab your tissues and he wipes your tears. The mix of tears and mascara are smudged on the tissues.

“Y/N breath with me. You're going to be fine because it's going to wear off in a couple of hours.” Axl reassures you.

“Not with the amount of cookies I ate,” You say sniffling.

Axl helps you upstairs to the bedroom and decides it's best to help you calm down with sex that way your focus is on something else by the time your terrifying high wears off. 

“Y/N I think if we do things it will help take your mind off of everything,” Axl says with a small smirk.

“Things?” you ask sniffling.

He pushes you on the bed gently. His hands cup your face.

“You know what I mean,” Axl says as his lips travel down to your neck. He starts to leave love bites all over your body. His cock springs out of his jeans. He starts to approach you. 

“You know what to do,” Axl says gently.

Your mouth goes to his cock. The taste of his cock starts to clean out the taste of the weed. Your tongue and your throat play with his cock. 

“Axl” You start to choke out while his cock is shoved deep inside your throat. Your chokes are muffled.

“Good girl.” Axl compliments you after he pulls your head which makes his cock shift deeper into your throat

“Im almost there Y/N,” He says groaning while his head goes back.

His warm seed is planted in your mouth. His seed coats your tongue and the sides of your cheeks. It starts to travel to your throat and you swallow it. The refreshing taste of his come takes your mind off of the taste of the weed and you're panicking high. Some spilled out of your mouth. It's all over your neck and your lips. Before you could say anything about how Axl tasted he leans in and starts to speak.

“Let me get a taste of myself,” Axl says while his tongue approaches your lips and neck. He licks his come clean.

“How do I taste Y/N?” He asks you while smirking.

“Salty,” You say, letting out a small smirk for the first time today.

“My turn” You whine.

Axl helps you get on the bed. He pulls your legs apart. He brought his mouth to your pussy. His mouth was eager to taste your pussy. He starts to lick over your clit. He starts eating you out. His tongue goes over your wet folds. You feel the vibrations of his tongue.  

“Oh fuck Axl” You hiss as his tongue goes over your clit. He starts to eat you out more aggressively. Your hands pull his head which causes his tongue to go deep inside of you. 

Your hands let go of Axl's head and instead, you use your nails . They dig and scratch at the bed. 

“Fuck Axl” You cry out while squirming on the bed. You feel yourself about to let go.

“I'm almost there baby” you whimper softly.

You finally come. Your cum goes all over the floor. He tastes some of it when he was fucking you with his tongue.

“How do I taste?” You ask him with innocent eyes.

“You taste sweet baby,” He says smirking. 

You and Axl go and take a warm bath together and conversate. After the bath you took with Axl you feel better and way less congested. Your anxiety and panicking melt and you slip into your warm bed filled with Axl’s scent. 

“Do you feel better babe?” Axl asks you while he plays with your hair.

“Yeah way better after the bath every negative feeling melted,” You say relieved.

“Next time I make anything that is laced I will tell you but eat it at your own risk,” Axl says. 

Axl and you lay down and cuddle. You guys continue to talk for a couple of minutes until you fall asleep in each other's arms.

[randoimago]

Hi! I saw your requests were open and wanted to throw a kinda chaotic one at you! How would Shadowheart and Karlach react to find their Tav sleeping in the strangest places? Like why are they just snoozing on the ground when the bed is right there? Oh shit they’re laying in a tree like a jungle cat! Tiny closet at an Inn, oh look Tav is in there. How the fuck did they get to that tiny ledge on the cliff wall? Oh guess they climbed up because there’s a sunny spot, well they’re only twelve feet up I’m sure they’ll get down somehow

Finding Tav Sleeping in Random Ass Places

Fandom: Baldur's Gate 3

Character(s): Karlach, Shadowheart

Type of Request: Headcanons

Note(s): Chaotic asks are fun especially with the chaotic shit that you can do in BG3

Karlach

The first few times, she got a bit worried when she couldn't find you. Her calling out to you like a lost cat probably woke you up from wherever you slept.

But then she learns that you sometimes burrow into hollowed out tree trunks and nap. Her claustrophobia would never allow her to do that, but good on you getting some sleep! Karlach can't help but make a pained face at imagining what kind of joint pain you'll have.

Karlach would attempt to take naps with you, but she can't. She's too big for most of your sleeping spots or she doesn't want to commit to how high up they are. Now, if you wanted to fall asleep while slung over her shoulder or something then she'd be happier with it.

Shadowheart

She's asking around camp about where you went because she wants to talk about something. It isn't until she sees the rustling in a tree and notices that it's you and not a squirrel that she lets out a, "Huh."

She's very amused with the spots you sleep in. Just call for her if you're attacked by an angry bird or something and you need healing.

While it is amusing to see all the random places you sleep, she would like to actually lay in a bed or in a tent to sleep with you (in more ways then one). Might make some "You know, I wouldn't be using all my spell slots to heal if you slept normally," comments due to healing any scrapes or fall damage that occured from you getting out of whatever spot you were sleeping in.

Taglists: @reo-the-leo @unhelpfulnpc

[rosemarycovet]

billy loomis/stu macher x reader who owns a pet monkey 🙈

(I LOVE MONKEYS SM I WANT ONE SO BAD BRO😭😢)your monkey also doesn’t have a name or gender so you can choose and the monkey is referred as ‘your monkey’

billy

-when billy first found out you had a monkey he was a bit surprised and concerned but still thought it was pretty cool

-at first your monkey did not like billy

-like at all

-your monkey was sassy to billy

-like whenever your monkey would hear billy try to gaslight/manipulate someone or billy says some bull shit to you

-your monkey would give him this face

(the ‘Estúpidos’ pic is your monkey to the people billy successfully gaslights)

-your monkey would be like ‘be fucking for real🤨😐’

-one time billy woke up from taking a nap in your living room to your monkey on his chest holding a sandle about to attack him

-he was low key kinda scared

-billy would glare at your monkey and your monkey would glare back

-whenever billy would come over your monkey would be like ‘not this bitch again 🙄’

-but eventually they warmed up to each other

-I swear billy and your monkey would laugh together when they see some dumbass in a horror movie

-your monkey would also help billy sneak billy from your window into your bedroom

-your monkey would be near your window signaling that it’s safe for him to sneak in

-they are always rolling their eyes or giving stank face to people they don’t like

-they randomly be trying to scare each other😭

-like jumping out of hiding corners jump scaring each other

-one time you even caught billy having a conversation with your monkey even though your monkey couldn’t speak actual words

-you were pretty concerned and confused it was just random

-they go from one minute to hating each other to loving the next

Stu

-stu ADORES your monkey so much

-so does your monkey

-your monkey loves stu

-when stu first found out you had a monkey he wanted to meet your monkey straight away

“YOU HAVE A MONKEY (Y/N/N)?!?”

-when they first met stu gasped and squealed like a school girl

-stu would spoil the fuck out of your monkey

-always buying your monkey costumes/clothes

-they’re always random ass outfits as well😭

-stu is always taking pictures/polaroids of your monkeys as well

-he basically acts like your monkey is your guys child

-they are always taking naps together and snoring as they sleep

-your monkey likes to lay in stu lap or sit on stu’s shoulder as it lightly pulls/grabs on stu’s hair

-stu and your monkey are always have a cheeky smile/smirking at each other like they did something mischievous

-sometimes you think stu is only coming over for your monkey 💀

-stu loves having horror movie nights with you and your monkey

-one time during the winter stu bought your monkey a coat to go outside in the snow (like the funee monkee gif edit/video)

-your monkey was hopping every where in the snow with stu

-your monkey has it’s time of it’s life whenever stu is around

-stu is always awwaing at your monkey 24/7

(I promise you guys i’m working on y’all’s request I just have to get these ideas/drafts out the way I have to many😭)

[saltylandland]

You are my Sweetest love ❤️

If you get the reference I love you

Word count: 4K

Summary: an unlikely friendship between a lion and a bunny takes a turn when Leona stumbles into your heat

Warnings/notes: heats, overstimulation (I really am predictable huh 💀), rough housing, brat!reader ig, reader has female genitalia, shorkbrian made some prompts that had reader who got fucked over their plushie and yeahhh that bled into this fic, someone pls fuck me into my hilariously oversized squishmellow ok?, 3rd act break up/misunderstanding trope (I usually hate those but I think it’s in line with Leona’s character), also bunny reader lives with grim and that buff guy from the comics(?) and is not a student (just don’t question it), explaining and reasoning why this shit happens is so last year lol, the mystery is part of the fun.

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By far your favourite place to nap was the couch. After coming home from a long day of doing chores, repairing ramshackle so it’s actually habitable, and doing random tasks assigned by the headmaster at last minute, the highlight of your day is often taking a quick nap before you go back to another chore. This is such a common occurrence that you even have left a blanket on the back of the couch and a soft pillow nearby.

But one day something curious happened.

Coming from the kitchen you see a tall muscular body in your favourite napping spot. It was the time of day where the sun was shining in just the right spot, enough to warm your body pleasantly but not shine in your face like a nuisance. You were a bit disappointed about this development as you were using a nap as your motivation to finish the dishes, but you supposed you can get another chore or two done before Yuuken and Grimm come back. Taking one last look at the stranger, you drape your blanket over them before making your way out of the room.

You started to see him more and more after that day. Walking in the living room for a nap only to be quietly let down as you see the familiar lion tail. You knew who he was in theory, His name is Leona Kingscholar and based on Grimms description, a massive jerk. Though, he always folds your blanket haggardly before he leaves so you weren’t sure. You rarely interact with most of the student body considering your station, but you’ve seen him around quite a bit. The infamous overblot incident instantly comes to mind but more casually you’ve accidentally bumped into him more than you have any other person in NRC. Somehow always finding his hiding spots and occasionally seeing him practice spelldrive when you walk by the fields for odd jobs. Still, you’ve never spoken before. Shit, you don’t think he’s even looked at you before and you were okay with that. For the most part you were fine forfeiting your nap spot occasionally.

Until one day where you were just so fed up. Fed up with the constant chores, the property damage Grimm and Yuuken’s friends would inflict just by existing, and the lack of action from the headmaster in anything other than constantly giving out more odd jobs for both you and Yuuken. Dragging yourself back to ramshackle you wanted to cry, why won’t that bastard leave?!

You just fully gave up, grabbing a knit blanket you made you plop down right next to Leona. The couch sinks with a ‘poof’ as Leona snaps open his eyes to stare you down, you stare back. Silently communicating til you close your eyes and very slowly you feel Leona relax again. You know that he knows that this is your spot, if your occasional stare and faint lingering smell that is constant near this area is any indication. Then he would also have to know how you were oh so ‘graciously’ letting him stay there. You both try to ignore the other's existence, both too stubborn to give up the napping spot.

When you woke up you were surprised by the quality of sleep you had while napping with Leona, but you weren’t surprised by the lack of his presence now, having left before Yuuken and Grimm arrived. Just like when he first arrived, this quickly became a pattern

At first all you two would do is just sleep, but then it slowly evolved into something more. The couch never left any room between you two and before you knew it, you’d wake up with an arm or a leg or a tail loosely wrapped around your form. Both of you silently ignoring each other while basking in the other’s body heat.

One time you stumbled into the living room to find Leona sitting on your couch with a beautifully made chessboard that miraculously made its way into ramshackle. At first you sat with him, assuming he’d eventually go for a nap, but then he pulled you into a game and taught you how to play. Then one round became another then another. That was the first time Yuuken and Grimm had found you both together.

Your routine barely changed from there for a while, most often you two would just fall asleep on the couch together but eventually you got sick of only playing chess. After speaking with some members from the board game club, you were allowed to borrow the occasional card or board game. Which he would occasionally relent and it would be quite fun, or he would flip over to sleep and you would go do a chore as a protest over his attitude.

Later on in your friendship you had started receiving little gifts from time to time. Usually things that would relate to whatever you found yourself muttering about as you cleaned, like art supplies or things to help around the dorm. Sometimes it would manifest in coins being left where you don’t keep your money. Around the kitchen, in between the couch cushions, or just dropped on the floor. Knowing about Leona’s wealth you had tried to hand it to him but he always managed to find a way to deflect.

It got to appoint where he would just give you money. Usually after he would complain about something and you would point out that he��s an uninvited house guest and how money doesn’t grow on trees where you’re from. Throwing way more money than it would cost he would order you to buy meat so he can stay longer, or would send Ruggie to deliver some, though he would never specify who had hunted it for you. As well as teach you how to make it just the way Leona likes it. Despite his flippant nature you couldn’t deny how much you missed being able to eat meat in the first place, and the looks on your housemates faces made the demands more palatable even for your ego.

But then one day, everything changed… when Leona bought you a blanket. After complaining about the blankets -never about your homemade knit ones though- the next day he arrived with the softest blanket you had ever felt. What you didn’t know is that the way your eyes sparkled when you received the blanket made Leona’s heart clench and that’s when it began. The beginning of your pillow fort empire.

Something you had felt when you were only a human and not yet a bunny beastman -something Crowley still won’t answer directly about- was the comfort from a good old fashioned blanket fort. The feeling only heightened, with each new edition you felt yourself become more sweet with Leona, though a bit subconsciously. Feeling more comfortable with outwardly cuddling when you do sleep on the couch, but so far you’ve resisted the urge to drag Leona back to your room to show him your creation. What would come out of it? Nothing, you were sure, but still the small pangs of need would rock through you and you would question everything that has led you up to this point. With the increase of pillows, blankets, and the occasional plushie -almost exclusively delivered by Ruggie, definitely due to Leona’s pride- you had begun building your empire in your room.

With your bed frame rotted and rusted, you had long thrown that out and now you only have a mattress on the floor. Now padded to the nines with blankets, you hung the thinner blankets all around the ceiling and walls so there was barely any peeling wall paint showing at all. Leona never saw this development, never entering your room out of respect. Although you wish he would, even out of curiosity. He did notice the blankets he bought were brought out in rotation and that filled his chest with warmth he didn’t want to address just yet.

There were a few oddities Leona had noticed. You would spend less time napping with him, rather running like a chicken with its head cut off, trying to clean every surface in the dorm. Getting more curt when he pulls you away from your cleaning, and fussing more about the repairs and the cleanliness in general. Leona simply brushed it off as spring cleaning.

But he should’ve paid more attention. Somehow someway he forgot that you were a bunny beastmen. Your scent was slightly different then others and you already had a warm personality that it never reminded him of the fact that you were still a bunny beastman. Your scent subtly changes into more of a sweet note being masked by his own scent, but as well as Yuuken’s, his friends, and that mangy cat’s scent. He’d be lying if that didn’t piss him off.

Perhaps it made him a little bit irrational, when you came up to him nervously, telling him to stay away for a couple days -using missed classes as one of your excuses- he could only smell the people that got the luxury to be around you.

And quite honestly it made him see red.

Storming out silently but dramatically, he had actually done what you said. Avoiding ramshackle like the plague, he even started to regularly attend class. Though, it was pointless, his thoughts would only center around you and he knew everything being taught so it served as a terrible distraction. But he still couldn’t face you yet, not seeing your face or having you try to reach out to him hurt him more than he’d ever expect. Avoiding the ramshackle inhabitants was essential to avoid any conflict as his raging jealousy was still burning strong.

After a couple of days the fog had mostly cleared from Leona’s head. Feeling embarrassed and ashamed as he threw a fit to what essentially was you setting boundaries with him. And he would rather die than admit it but that stupid training idol camp was supposed to start next week, and it didn’t sit right that they would be staying at ramshakle to practice, undoubtedly would take advantage of your kindness if he isn’t there.

Walking to ramshackle after class, he unfortunately ran into Yuuken and Grimm, anticipating a verbal spar he was slightly panicked to see the worry on their faces. They had your scent though it was faint, not the same recognizable one he had smelled many times before but somehow mutated. He knew what it was but he couldn’t quite place it…

Ignoring his better judgment, he enters ramshackle with a new blanket in hand before Yuuken could even finish their request to check up on you. When he had reached the couch he was unsure of what to do. It was cold and there was barely any scent left at all, all the blankets had been stripped from the room making it feel hollow. Despite spending more time here then he’s ever been in his classes, he felt like a stranger. Leona debates walking out right then, but a thump somewhere upstairs reminds him of what he came here for.

Walking up the stairs he barely realizes what he’s walking into until it’s too late. Frozen at the doorway he watches as you repeatedly shuffle around trying to make your… nest as comfortable as possible. Suddenly your head snaps towards him, but he can sense that you’re staring through him as your hazy eyes barely latch on to your surroundings. Still, you crawl towards him and your hand reaches towards the new blanket but when your fingers touch you both drop the blanket. A blazing feeling that sparked at the lightest touch. You grab the blanket that was now on the floor and you hug it to your chest, sniffing it occasionally as you regard Leona slowly.

You’re whining now, explaining how you researched this before it got worse, “it’s only supposed to last a couple days, but it’s only gotten more intense!” Leona’s head looks at you more closely when he realizes “it’s because you’ve grown attached” your eyes widen sweetly as your brain tries to remember that part you had only skimmed over. Leona approaches your nest, and he watches you crumble at your realization.

“Is this all for me, Bun?”

Slowly crawling into your nest and over your withering body, he takes gentle breaths as your scent overwhelms him. With hazy eyes he slowly pets over your body, cooing when your body arches into his hand. Slowly as he unbuttons your thin camisole top, he kisses every inch of skin that’s revealed. He uses his tongue to tease at your sensitive skin, your chest rising and falling rapidly as his textured tongue playfully laps at your breasts. Your whines and moans were like music to his ears.

You quickly found that his light teasing wasn’t enough, any remaining control your body had before quickly diminished as your body surged with a new found strength. Pulling at his clothes, almost ripping them off, your body arches up to grind against his. Feeling his boner through his pants you chuff a breathless laugh. While he may have the patience and self control to drag this out, you certainly did not. With some pushing and pulling you managed to get Leona on his back, he did not expect this but you ignored that. Barely wearing anything at all, you focus your attention on unbuttoning Leona’s pants, just enough to free his cock.

Wasting no time, you sank down on Leona with a satisfied moan. Leona tries to buck you off, to take control again, but you won’t be moved easily. As your hands and mouth are busy undressing his upper half and peppering kisses all over him, his rebukes are very weak. Bouncing happily, your eyes roll up and moans break out easily through your slackened jaw as the sounds of your skin hitting fabric and leather echoes throughout the room. Leona watches on in disbelief. You were like a completely different person, taking your pleasure unashamedly.

For now he relents, using his hands to massage your breasts and rub at your clit. Your body rocking back and forth to get closer. Letting you use his body to cum over his cock. Still, he doesn’t hold back and bucks his hips that make a satisfying ‘plap!’ when they meet yours. Allowing this time to chase his own orgasm before he takes control, it doesn’t take him long before he cums inside you. This seemed to affect you heavily, your voice reaching higher pitches than before as you cum again. Showering him in sweet kisses you begged for him to do that again, and he was close to giving you exactly that. But he had to hold back, if he truly indulged in your body he knew he wouldn’t last, not with your heat only starting to be satiated. So for now he’ll hold back, then he’ll reap the benefits after you’re completely fucked out and satisfied.

You don’t kick back when he grabs the back of your neck, pulling you down to kiss you as you reach closer to your next orgasm. As you were distracted chasing your orgasm, Leona takes advantage of this and switches up the tempo. With one hand on your neck and the other on your ass, he starts thrusting faster than you could ever achieve on your own. Allowing your orgasm to rush over you, you fall back on Leona’s chest and he overtakes you.

Flipping over, Leona wastes no time to fuck you through your orgasm. Caging you in his arms to keep you there, he buries his face in the alcove of your neck. Teeth teasing the skin there as a way to coax you to behave. But that didn’t work, because soon enough you were squirming trying to get on top again, despite the fact that Leona was effectively blowing your back out.

Going harder than before, he maneuvered your body so one leg was resting on his shoulder. He never thought that he’d have to fight you in order to give you the pleasure that you're demanding. Your body shudders at your approaching orgasm, but Leona doesn’t stop. He had gathered that he’s going to have to fuck you til you’re tired and sleepy for him to have full control, if your mischievous smile through half opened eyes was any indication.

Throwing your leg aside, Leona grabs at your wrists despite your disgruntled whine as he moves down to your pussy. The sweet scent of your sex and sweat intoxicated him and he went to lick you slowly just to tease you. After narrowly avoiding a foot that almost hit his head, he bares his teeth and growls at your pout. That kick had no real power to it, but he couldn’t just let that brattiness slide. Slapping hard enough to sting on your thighs, he then mirrored that to your cunny. Ignoring your cute moans at this rough treatment he continued to slowly feast on you as you cry about how unfair he’s being. Even as you cum and gush on his tongue you’re begging for his cock.

Eventually he pulls away so he can properly undress fully but you scramble after him. Quickly putting your drool covered lips around his cock, gagging around the base of it. With one hand supporting your weight beneath you, the other grasps onto Leona’s thigh firmly in order to keep you grounded. Your little kitten licks disorient Leona and after he finishes undressing he brushes the hair away from your face. Despite his want to watch you choke on his dick, he pushes you away further into your nest. Flipping you over he keeps your head down as he pushes into your cunny again and you grip the bed sheets like a lifeline as you whine out.

This position lets Leona hit all the right spots with ease, your breath gets knocked out as he reaches even deeper than before. Reaching over you, he cages you in as he reaches your clit. Rubbing it so you’re sobbing as he growls obscenities in your ear. Your hips push back into his, your hands pushing against the headboard to get more grip. You can feel the haze of whatever frenzy you’re going through start to fade and Leona’s fast pace starts to become overwhelming.

Grabbing at the base of your nape, he finally feels you melt as you cum quickly around his cock. His hips still for a moment and then he cums inside you as you come down from your orgasm. Shifting into a bit more gentle rhythm he praises you as you cry out. “Finally settled down now eh?” Pulling back a little he tells you “rub your clit for me yeah? Can’t make me do all the work here.” You sob happily into the blankets beneath you. Looking around he grabs at a plushie that was shoved into the corner of your nest. It was large and obnoxiously cutesy, Leona himself struggled to hold it in both arms much less look at it, but it will serve its purpose here.

Tucking it underneath you, you immediately hug it closer with comfort and that was good enough for Leona. Not having to worry about you suffocating with the way you buried your face into the blankets, as well as making it easier to thrust into you more harshly. You’re a complete mess now, tears streaming down your face as you let out gentle ‘ah! ah! ah!’s as Leona thrusts.

Rolling over now you keep your plushie loosely in your grasp at your side as you watch Leona situate himself over you again. Feeling boneless you can only moan as your body rocks to the movement of Leona’s hips. Leaning down you two kiss lazily as the previous frenzy that consumed you was alleviated for now.

The spikes of overstimulation was now rushing in as Leona keeps up his gentle pace, squirming around only makes it worse and Leona only smiles at your keens to slow down. “Ah bun, I’m going as gently as I can. How can I know until you're satisfied? Why don’t we keep going til I’m done ok? That should give us more time to sleep if you're completely tuckered out.”

Bunny: 0 Lion: 1

[theemporium]

hey babe!!

if you don't mind could you do a sirius black x sick reader please?

thanks sm! xx

this is lowkey self-indulgent because i am hacking a lung over here but thank you for requesting!🖤

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He had been worried when you didn’t wake him up.

A majority of the time you were up before him, teasing him for his yawning and bed hair that he wouldn’t bother to fix until he had some coffee and food in his stomach. You would be the one to drag him out of bed, telling him that he had to start the day and promising him that you could nap after lunch if he got up now. 

But Sirius had dragged himself out of bed at eleven this morning, honestly expecting you to already be up (considering you weren’t in bed next to him when he woke up) and tease him about how he could sleep through an apocalypse. However, he had walked into the kitchen and seen nothing but a bunch of tablets sprawled across the counter.

He frowned, taking a step to investigate when he heard a series of hacking coughs coming from the living room. He quickly made his way towards the sound, stopping at the bottom of the sofa when he saw you curled up in a bunch of blankets, used tissues and bottles of water surrounding you as you gave him a grim smile.

“Hi,” you whispered, sniffling enough for him to know your nose was blocked. 

“Baby,” he murmured softly as he took a step towards you but you quickly slipped your foot out of the blankets to kick his leg to stop him.

“No,” you whined and shook your head. “The whole reason I’m in here is so you don’t get sick too.” 

“You moved here last night?” he asked, his brows furrowed in concern. He could have sworn he had fallen asleep with you on chest and your legs wrapped around his thighs. 

You nodded. “Woke up feeling shit, didn’t wanna disturb you.” 

“Baby,” he said again, but this time it was a little more chastising. “You should have woke me up.” 

You sighed. “But—” 

“No buts, love, I’m your boyfriend,” Sirius said as he puffed his chest out a little, holding back his own grin when he saw your lips twitch with a smile. “It’s my job to take care of you.” 

“You’re gonna get sick,” you told him with a shake of your head. 

“No, I won’t,” he said confidently. “Have you eaten yet?” 

You shook your head.

“Right, then you pick something for us to watch and I’ll make you some soup,” he murmured as he leaned down to press a kiss to your forehead. 

“You mean reheat soup from a can?” you teased. 

“Obviously, darling, whatever gets me next to you sooner, the better,” he winked.

Less than fifteen minutes later, he was tucked behind you as you slowly ate the bowl of soup he had heated up for you. Some random romantic comedy was playing on the television but he didn’t pay it much attention as he focused on you, making sure you at least ate half of the soup before you put the bowl down. 

“Just gotta take these now, love,” he murmured as he pressed some pills into your palm and passed you water.

“Who knew you’d be such a demanding nurse,” you grumbled but did what he said. 

“Sorry for wanting you to get better,” he joked lightly as he took the glass of water and placed it on the table. “C’mon, I’m waiting for my payment.” 

You frowned in confusion. “Your payment?”

Sirius pouted his lips expectantly. 

“Nuh uh,” you shook your head. “I’m gonna get you sick.” 

“I don’t care,” he said and pouted his lips again. “Kiss me.”

“Sirius—” 

“Kiss me or I’ll die!” Sirius sighed dramatically.

“Don’t blame me if you get sick,” you murmured before you leaned in to just peck his lips. 

“Not enough,” Sirius grumbled as he leaned down to deepen the kiss. 

“Sirius!” 

“This is my payment, love!”

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[vampyier]

3. stream

masterlist

you greeted the chat as the stream turned on. comments saying how much they missed you and asking if you were doing well filled the chat.

“I’ve been good guys, just really busy with college and work haha, sorry i haven’t streamed in like 3 months,” i said looking at the camera sheepishly

“send me games to play, i’m just gonna play roblox cause I can’t be bothered to download a random game right now,” i say as the chat recommended me games

universelark : there’s a new horror game out you should play it!!

earmuffsadhesive : yesssss you should play a horror game!!

mulleinomelette : play a horror game 😈😈

sheetbathingsuit : play living wrist! it’s a new game that’s rlly scary :)) !!

you started to sweat at all the messages telling you to play a horror game but you eventually gave in.

“alright i’ll search it up, living wrists huh? what a unusual name.” i commented as i joined the game

an hour or two passed and you were still playing the game

“ughhh this game is taking forever and i’m in my dark room all alone,” i complained. “this is too scary the jump scares are gonna make me shit myself.”

the chat laughed at my dismay as i entered a corridor

“the fuck do i even do here? this game is so confusing,” i said loudly as i failed to hear the apartment door open.

“you know i take back what i said this game isn’t even sca-” i started to say but was cut off when a large monster came out from the dark and scared me

“AAAAAH WHAT THE FUCKKKK!!!” i screamed as my door suddenly opened.

Scaramouche stood in my doorway with a slightly concerned expression, “the hell was that? are you okay?”

my wide eyes left my screen as my head whipped around to look at Scaramouche.

“haha! nothing! sorry i was just playing a game…” i said awkwardly

luckily my lights were off and the only other light on was the one in the entrance, i hoped Scaramouche hadn’t seen the chat and the chat didn’t see him.

He gave a quizzical look before closing your door and going into his room.

i looked back at the chat with a defeated expression, i whispered into my mic.

“i’m gonna end the stream bye!” i said quietly as i smiled nervously. i ended the stream and got up to just lay on my bed.

i decided to take a nap to calm myself down.

an hour passed as you woke up to messages asking who was in your room

how am i gonna write these two in love lol….

tag list: @dazqa @scarasbaby @sarah-saystuff @meigalaxy @xoyumiqls @riabriyn @beriiov

[halfmoonshines]

hii can I request a dark! stefan salvatore x reader when he’s trying to court her and she keeps rejecting him? n

ya'll have got me in my toxic era but i love it.

resolute

stefan salvatore x f!reader

summary: you had an intrigue for the Salvatore, sure. But you had enough self preservation to know that look in his eye was anything but safe.

.・゜゜・　　・゜゜・．.・゜゜・　　・゜゜・．

You didn't know when everyone had suddenly vacated the room to finish their respective tasks for the upcoming night, but before you noticed it was just you and Stefan.

That had been a problem lately.

You didn't know when his looks had turned from scathing to indifferent to something entirely else. All you knew was that it elicited a heat in you that you weren't sure was good or bad.

"Come here often?" His voice, to your chagrin, always had an effect on you. It was smooth and low, confident without trying. The flirty smirk on his face didn't help at all.

You feigned a mask of indifference, eyes rolling upward. "Yes, unfortunately. Your living room seems to be where we host team meetings." You grabbed one of the muffins off of the coffee table and sat in the armchair across from his stance by the fireplace.

He stalked closer to you and you tried to ignore the flutter of your heart, definite fear this time. Stefan Salvatore had made it very clear that he was no longer a predictable man, and that was more than enough to worry you. "I could do without the constant children running around, but if it brings you over then I'm more than happy."

You rose from your seat when he sat down in the one next to it, nervously chucking the muffin wrapper in the trash and making toward the exit. "Why I would love to stay and chat, I think it might be my nap time."

He was in front of you before you could take another step. One hand up to play with the strand of hair that swayed with the wind of his imperceptible movement, eyes holding you in place. "You can always use my bed if you want."

Your smile was sharper than you thought you could muster, your own hand reaching up to grasp his wrist and pull it down. "In your dreams tonight, Stefan."

You tried to ignore the muttered I hope while you strolled out of the house.

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"Look, man. I'm really not in the mood for this. I said no." Your arms were crossed tightly across your chest like some kind of shield from the argument you were in with the random drunk man in front of you.

You blamed the midnight craving you had for mozzarella sticks, knowing full well the closer at The Grill wouldn't charge you for them, and nowhere else was open in that small town that late. Usually you could ignore the chronically drunks at the bar, but this guy would not get out of your face and Aaron was still missing in the kitchen, preparing your food.

"Listen, little lady, why don't you drop the tough girl act and let me show you a good time?" He was almost unbearably close to you now, the stench of cheap tequila assaulting your nose.

You opened your mouth to reply but a squeak came out instead when Stefan appeared behind the man, a grip hard enough on his arm to make him bellow and a murderous shadow over his eyes.

"I think she told you to fuck off."

"Okay man, shit! Jeeze. I'll back off." The large man was struggling to wiggle from Stefan's grasp and you pinned the vampire with a pleading look, knowing he was one word from tearing the guys heart out.

Stefan seemed to understand your desperation, and begrudgingly dropped his hold. "Leave. Now." The drunkard had probably never moved faster in his life.

You sighed, taking your seat at the bar stool and trying to ignore the sideways glances of the other patrons. How long did it take to fry mozzarella sticks?

Stefan slid on the stool next to you, his body facing yours. "What're you doing out so late?"

You shrugged, chin coming down to wrest on your hand. "I took a nap earlier, and I woke up with a craving for mozzarella sticks."

His smile was small, but you enjoyed it all the same. It was rare to get a genuine smile out of him, and while he might not be your favorite, you had to be proud about that. "You don't have any at home?"

"We both know that nothing beats a greasy fryer." You didn't miss his eyes tracing your lips.

"Will you go to dinner with me tomorrow? Somewhere out of this small ass town?" He looked genuine, an eyebrow cocked and fingers playing with the daylight ring on his hand with something you perceived as nervousness.

"Hey, here's those greasy cheese sticks. Sorry it took so long." Aaron was quick with his megawatt smile, sliding the food across the bar before he went to help someone at the other end.

You glanced after him before you looked back to Stefan, teasing your lip between your teeth. Grabbing the food and standing from your seat, you gave him a small smile before leaving.

"I don't think so, Stefan."

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Your heart was about to beat out of your chest but you knew that your life depended on running. You turned down a dark alley, subconsciously wondering when the hell Mystic Falls got so many alleys, and realized that you'd hit a dead end.

Typical horror girl. You would laugh at your stupidity if the footsteps of the angry vampire behind you didn't make you panic close to tears. Your breathing almost stopped when you came to the realization that this most certainly was it. You knew since the day that your friend outed herself as a vampire that this day would come. You couldn't play with these sorts of things, because they would play back. And you had come to learn that humans are very fragile.

"Don't panic, little one. It's nothing personal. I'll make it quick." His voice grated down your back as you whirled to face him, staggered steps back into the alley. The vampire reminded you of a cat, head down but eyes tilted up, demure smile and slow walk to pin her deeper in the alley. They were predators, through and through.

Your gulp was audible. "Make it quick, then."

His smile turned feral, and you closed your eyes like the scared human you were and waited for the end.

But it never came.

There was a gurgling sound and your eyes reluctantly opened, taking in the scene before you with a certain sense of familiarity.

The vampire had a steady stream of blood dripping from the corners of his mouth but he dropped to the ground quickly, leaving the younger Salvatore brother standing there, heart in hand.

His eyes found yours, a wildfire brewing there as his chest heaved a bit, like he had just run a marathon. You tried to smile at him but became suddenly aware of the cuts littering your face and just how much they hurt. You winced instead, adrenaline fading slowly and a meltdown trying to take its place.

Sensing the impending doom, Stefan tossed the stolen body part aside and hastily wiped his hands on his jeans while he approached you, jaw tense. "Do you need to sit down? Do you need any blood?"

You were standing a breadth from each other now, and you were trying to blink back the tears building in your eyes. "No. No blood please." Your head shook with your reply, but so did your voice. The possibility of dying and coming back was terrifying.

Stefan's cleaner hand came up to rest gently against your cheek, pulling attention to the fact that your tears had begun falling. "I'm kind of tired."

His eyes flashed quickly and his other hand reached out to catch you as the black tunnel building at the corners of your vision finally closed.

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You woke in a bed that was not your own, but you recognized the sandalwood scent on the pillow beneath your head. This was Stefan's room - and then what had happened came barreling back in your memory.

You shot up with a slight wince at the pounding in your head and went to throw your legs over the bed but froze when you noticed a disheveled Stefan perched on the lounge chair across the room.

"Excited to be somewhere?" His question was laced with humor but his eyes were tinged dark, the sign of a restless man.

Your breath was shaky and you came to a full sit, hands wringing together in the echo of anxiety. "Stefan. Is everyone okay?"

He stood gracefully and took a seat next to you on the bed, close enough for your thighs to touch and you noticed that you weren't wearing leggings for the first time, but rather a pair of sleeping shorts. Noticing your slightly panicked look, he shook his head. "Elena changed you when we brought you home. Everyone is fine. I also informed them not to give you blood, because you didn't want it. So I've been sitting here, waiting for you to finally wake up and resisting the urge to gut all of those assholes relatives that I can find for doing this to you."

Your eyelids fluttered a bit, trying to make sense of what he was saying. When had Stefan become so earnest, so protective? When had we shifted from camaraderie to something deeper. "Thank you, for taking care of me."

"I always will, if you'll let me." His hand rubbed small circles in your palm, sensing the still simmering anxiety beneath the surface. "But don't tell anyone that, I don't need them thinking they can start asking me for things."

You snorted, rolling your eyes in that familiar pattern. Leave it to him to compliment and barb in the same sentence.

"So," He continued, finger trailing up to your elbow. "About dinner?"

You smiled, something real. "I guess we can see how it goes."

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