#yea I can be your punching bag

[jinwoosbabyboo]

Just read your telling the LADS Men you're pregnant hcs and AAAA I loved it so muchhh. the boys r so silly. SOOO May I request LADS men when reader goes into labour when they're away? Sorry I just love chaos 🤭

The Baby is Coming!

Giving your lads man a call when you're going into labor while he's not with you. A/N: Hey nonnie I bet you thought I forgot about this request huh? I didn't sorry I took so long to finish it. Love you 🩵

Zayne

Calling Zaynes' office

Zayne: Dr. Zayne speaking Tara: It’s coming Zayne: What’s coming?

Fumbling noises from you snatching the phone from Tara

MC: Your big headed child Zayne my water just broke

Loud clattering noises on Zaynes' end

Zayne: I’m on my way home now MC: Tara is bringing me to the hospital just stay there Zayne: Right right … I'll report to labor and delivery MC: *groans in pain* Zayne: How bad is the pain MC: I’ll punch you in the nuts so you can experience it firsthand Zayne: I’ll let that one slide because I know it’s the contractions talking

Rafayel

MC: The twins are coming Rafayel: WHAT!? MC: YEA! Rafayel: They’re 3 weeks early MC: No shit sherlock *groans in pain* Rafayel: Tell them I said stop hurting mommy MC: Mommy is gonna curb stomp daddy if he isn’t here within the next 5 minutes Rafayel: Don’t worry your savior is on the way MC: You’re not funny hurry up Rafayel: Can’t you just cross your legs? MC: Nvm I’ll drive myself Rafayel: Okay okay I’m sorry I’m just freaking out MC: I have not one but two crotch goblins trying to rip me in half I need you to lock in or so help me God I will fry you up and serve you with a side of fries and extra tartar sauce you hear me? Rafayel: Yes ma’am

Xavier

Xavier: I have everything ready to read to your tummy tonight MC: You’ll be reading to our son instead Xavier: What do you mean? MC: My water broke while I was at Philos Xavier: Why are you there? MC: I was picking out the flowers I want in my hospital room *groans in pain* Xavier: I’m coming don't worry MC: You coming is what caused all of this but it's fine Jeremiah is driving me to the hospital now Xavier: ……does he drive better than me? MC: Xav please don’t piss me off right now……. Xavier: Right heading there now MC: Make sure you bring the baby bag Xavier: I have it ... unlike Jeremiah MC: NOT NOW!

Sylus

Sylus: I'm getting a distress call from Mephisto what's wrong? MC: The baby is coming Sylus: Is this another case of Braxton Hicks? MC: No its a case of amniotic fluid all over the damn kitchen floor Sylus: I'm on my way don’t move MC: *groaning in pain* I can barely do anything right now Sylus: Remember the breathing techniques MC: This is all your fault Sylus: I know Princess you can squeeze my hand as hard as you want MC: I’m gonna break it Sylus: Good luck with that MC: What did you just say? Sylus: I said I’m sure of that

Caleb

MC: Hey dumbass your big headed child is trying to tear me in two Caleb: Aww are they kicking too hard? MC: Caleb….. Caleb: Don’t tell me MC: Yes my water broke Caleb: Okay don’t worry I’m on my way stay on the phone with me MC: Gideon is already driving me to the hospital meet us there Caleb: ….. MC: You there? Caleb: Is he driving safe? MC: CALEB! Caleb: Right on my way! Uh real quick did you grab the baby bag? MC: Yes Caleb: Do you remember the breathing techniques? MC: Yes Caleb: Did you- MC: STOP WITH THE TWENTY ONE QUESTIONS BEFORE I HANG UP Caleb: Alright I'm done but just so you know you can scream at me all you want I don't mind MC: *Hangs up*

[verstappen-cult]

Hi!! First of all i love your fics🩷

I saw you were asking for petitions about lestappen so how about a meet cute between lestappen and an anonymous reader? Like she’s not famous or the child of anyone famous, she’s just a fan of F1 and they meet in like a library or something like that, maybe even the paddock? I don’t know if this makes any sense, probably not.

“Max, for the hundredth time I swear to God we are in a school book.” Charles walks into the library as Max rolls his eyes, trying to understand why is that so important.

“And that’s relevant because…” He was just trying to buy some groceries and bumped into Charles, who was very excited and dragged him out of there even before he could pay for his food. And he can’t say no to Charlie, so.

“That makes us literally legends,” He says, peering into every bookshelf for the correct one. “kids are learning about racing and us. At school.”

“Yea’ that’s actually pretty cool.”

“Oh.” Charles suddenly stops walking, making Max stop in his tracks, bumping into him.

When Max looks up, he’s met with the prettiest girl he’s laid eyes upon. She has a few books in her arms, and is trying to grab one that is on the top shelf.

“Do you need any help?” Charles takes a step closer and then, she’s facing them. She’s silent for a couple of seconds, looking between the two of them.

Next thing they know, she’s smiling brightly at them. “Yes, please. I just need that one.” She points to a black and red one.

Charles tries to grab the book but it’s a little out of his reach. Max tries to hide a smile behind his hands, and doesn’t say anything when the boy turns around, silently asking him for help.

“That’s actually the book we were looking for.”

“You can have it.” The girl pushes the book against Charles’ chest, but he just gives it back.

“You probably need it for school or something.” Max says, giving her his best smile. “We were just trying to see ourselves in that book.”

She raises her eyebrows, immediately opening the book and looking for the picture. “Oh, that’s why you looked so familiar!” She exclaims, turning the book around to show them the page.

And Charles was right, there is a picture of both of them alongside Checo on the podium in Las Vegas last year. There’s a paragraph talking about what is Formula One and who are they.

Yeah, it’s pretty cool.

“So,” Charles says, cheeks burning red. “Do you need it for school? Are you like in senior year or something like that?” Max laughs because he can’t help it. He has never seen him flirting before.

“No, my nephew needs it. I’m just helping.” She then proceeds to introduce herself, saying her name and waving. Max and Charles find it so cute, they seem to have fallen for her charm. And they just met her.

“It’s your nephew a Formula One fan?”

“Actually,” The beautiful girl pulls her phone out of her bag, showing them her lockscreen. She’s there next to a boy in a kart. “He’s into karting and is gonna be so jealous when I tell him I met you two.”

“Well,” Max tries to sound nonchalant but he’s so nervous. He just hopes she doesn’t notice, or Charles because he’s gonna make fun of him for the rest of their lives. “We would be very happy to meet him.”

“Oh my God, seriously? He’ll be so happy if you come to one of his races. He will lose his mind.”

“I was actually talking about Facetime.” Max hates himself when he sees her face falls, but forgets about it the second she’s blushing.

“Just ignore him. Max is nervous because you’re so pretty and he doesn’t know how to talk with pretty girls.” Max wants to punch him in the face. “And you’re like very pretty.”

“You get nervous around pretty girls too, Charles?”

If looks could kill…

The pretty girl giggles, and they turn to look at her so fast their necks start to hurt. “Why don’t you come to the race this weekend and you can see if I get nervous around pretty boys too?”

[777heavengirl]

the one with the post mortem

sirius black x reader ! - 1,244 words masterlist bags masterlist A/N: i cant tell if i like this or not but its the only thing I've been able to put out in days and its... yea no comment. also pls refer to this post about my update schedule and what I'm dealing w rn!

“You’re a bloody idiot Padfoot” James paced back and forth, hands on his hips as he scolded Sirius. “I just don't understand what you were thinking- they could’ve killed you”

“It's just a bruise Prongs can we relax here?” Sirius sighed as he held the frozen pea package to his face, he could already feel the tender skin around his eye bruising. The splitting headache he was now suffering from made him cringe as James's voice boomed around the living room.

“I think what James means to say is that-” You said as you walked back from their kitchen with tea in your hands, seamlessly passing the hot mug from your hands into his as you sat next to him on the Potter’s couch. “We are thankful it didn’t go past some shouting and a punch- Right James”

“Fuck no-”

“Come on-”

“No! It’s just-” James rubbed his temple, a frown etched deep within his features “Don’t put yourself back on their radar Sirius, I don't understand why you would want to go in the first place! You hated the woman!”

“We just don’t think it was the smartest idea to waltz into the funeral honey-” Lily said while rubbing circles mindlessly over her pregnant belly, her baby blue peplum top barely hiding the bottom slivers of her belly as she leaned back in her plush chair.

You stared at her round belly, a fleeting giddiness passing through you at the thought of the baby arriving soon. You had been scared you'd send her into labor when you knocked, dragging a bruised Sirius in, but she remained the calmest you had ever seen her, merely sighing as the two of you tumbled inside. Like it was just any other day. You guessed having James Potter as her husband meant he often brought home some excitement, to say the least.

“And then you also had the bloody brilliant idea of bringing y/n with you-”

“James-”

“No,” He shook his head, brown eyes staring straight into yours. “He shouldn’t have brought you! For Godric’s sake, they know you’re a muggle-born y/n! Merlin knows what they could’ve done-” 

“I convinced him to let me go with him, James! I wasn’t going to let him go alone-” James continued to lecture you, you did your best to concentrate on his words. But all you could focus on was Sirius's blank stare towards the floor.

You knew James's lecture came from a place of love and care. James was so much like his mother, you could almost see her. The way he argued with his hands on his hips, a kitchen towel thrown over his shoulder. Nothing but care and love, and worry seeped into his words. You knew he meant well, you knew he just did not understand why Sirius couldn’t just leave it alone. It frustrated James, it always had. They were brothers, no one could deny that. But a piece of Sirius, small and deep within him, hidden from the world, would always belong to the most honorable House of Black.

And it not only tore Sirius apart but James too. 

As much as Sirius was a part of his family, as much as he called Euphemia mum and Fleamont dad, as much as they were brothers in every way but blood. As much as they had built many memories together, happy Christmases, and bountiful birthdays, with many more to come. Endless days together, growing old together, like brothers, like family. Hell, Sirius was in the Potter’s family portrait. But even through all of this, they could never erase Sirius’s past. It would always be there, like an ugly inky stain on an otherwise pristine white shirt.

But you understood. Somehow. You knew what it felt like, the need to go crawling back to the parent that makes you feel worthless, hoping and praying it'll be different each time. 

Sirius craved to be seen by his mother just as much as you did your father.

You guessed that was why you didn’t fight him on going, why you decided to go with him. 

“He’s right,” the room went quiet as you all turned to look at Sirius, his eyes were now closed, one covered by the frozen bag. He felt exhausted, like his arms and legs were made of lead, his heart felt heavy with guilt and grief. “I shouldn’t have agreed to let you come, hell- I shouldn’t have gone in the first place but that’s my bullshit to deal with, not yours, love” 

You scoffed, “Since when do we deal with bullshit alone-”

“Since you decided that we needed to lead separate lives y/n” He snapped now, dropping the bag on his lap as he turned to look at you. 

“Oh grow up Sirius” You turned away now, away from how his features twisted in frustration and regret. You did your best to keep your face flat and monotone, afraid to let even a single sliver of emotion slip through. You hadn’t talked about it, yet. Avoiding the theme altogether for the last couple of days since he came home. But the tension was there, palpable and thick. It permeated every conversation and every interaction. It made everything feel heavy, the way that rain would drench and turn your clothes heavy. 

You couldn’t take the silence anymore, with a sigh you got up, pulling down the edge of your black dress. Lily and James merely stared, wide-eyed and shocked at the outburst from the both of you. 

“I’ll see you two later-” Your words had barely rang out as you apparated away, the faintest crack of the air following you. 

Sirius groaned, dropping his face into his hands. 

“So no, you haven’t fixed it yet-”

“It’s not that easy Prongs,” Sirius melted into the couch, fingers tracing patterns into the corduroy. 

“Why?” Lily stared at Sirius, a glint in her eye that was no stranger to Sirius. He narrowed his eyes at the red-head. “Why isn’t it easy Sirius? She loves you an obscene amount- watching the two of you is gross”

“What are you talking about Lilykins?” Sirius played with the edges of the soggy bag of peas, a childish pout on his lips.

“Lils is right, the two of you are worse than we are and we are married pads,” James sat on the arm of Lily’s armchair. Sirius scoffed-

“Come off it- no one’s worse than you two” They both rolled their eyes, a small smile on their lips they tried to repress. 

“I’m not wrong though- the two of you are disgustingly cute- always fawning over each other, whispering things to the other- you know you should really confess Sirius, tell her how you feel-” Sirius sat up, eyes wide,

“Tell her how I feel? Is pregnancy melting your brain Evans?”

“Oi! It’s Potter now, thank you very much-” James feigned hurt but Lily burst into laughter,

“God- the two of you are meant for each other,” James and Sirius stared dumbly at Lily, uncontrollable laughter shaking her body, she slapped James’s thigh excitedly “You really do- I can’t believe, Merlin-” She continued to laugh, starting to wipe tears from the corner of her eyes as she let out full spurts of laughter. “I can’t believe the two of you said the same thing-”

But as fast as she started she suddenly stopped with a small, oh, green eyes wide-

“W-what is it-” James stood, staring at his wife “Is everything okay?”

“I either just peed myself" Lily grabbed onto James's forearm to attempt to stand up from her recliner chair "or my water broke— currently leaning towards the latter” 

“Oh fuck-”

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[psylocke142]

I'll wait for you.

Sana x fem!reader

synopsis: You and Sana have an on/off relationship. You broke up again two weeks ago. Then you begin to talk at a school event again.

w/c: 2.4k

warnings: angst; hopeless romantic; no happy endings here; on/off relationship; more angst; complicated relationship; even more complicated feelings; smoking

a/n: i am trying something new here. i have never written or posted anything before, so bare with me if you decide to check this out. i just felt like trying something here. btw i love sana and i apologize if she seems like the "bad guy" in this fic. :) DMs and asks open to suggestions and feedback.

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You're currently back home, sitting on the roof of this shitty old house. It's been over an hour and the sun is starting to set. However, you can't seem to find the motivation to go back inside. You've been looking back at these past months. Lighting up a cigarette and inhaling a lung full of smoke as you try to figure out where it all went wrong. You're afraid you already know the answer, but one can fake obliviousness.

-- Flashback --

It's been weeks since you were last on good terms. If only you can explain or express how deeply that crushes your heart.

Thursday was open mic night for school. You had finished classes early that day and rushed out of your part-time at the restaurant.

Sana was there along with your friends. You rushed into the cafe, where the open mic was being held. It was crowded.

Anxiety began to rise and take over your body, heart hammering against your chest.

Whether it was from the thought of performing in front of everyone or the thought of seeing Sana, you had no clue.

You had entered through the side entrance. Automatically you searched for her face, wondering if she really did decide to come see you perform.

Sana: of course I'm gonna go!

Y/N: really? you don't have to

Sana: yes i do!

Y/N: ...ok then

Sana: will you be happy if i go?  i mean... do you want me to?

Y/N: ...yea i want you there

Sana: ...

Y/N: ...

Sana: i'm sorry y/n...it's ok if you don't want me to go

Sana: i know things have been weir-

Y/N: please come sana

Y/N: really, i mean it

Sana: oh...ok!

Y/N: ok

As you moved through the crowd you saw the face you've longed for. The person you had been missing. Sana.

She wasn't alone. She was walking next to Momo. The both of them had classes all day so they still had their book bags on them. Their backs were facing you as you approached them. You had an idea.

You walked up to the two girls, making sure to go unnoticed. Then you suddenly yanked on their backpacks lightly while yelling, "I can't do this." Blabbering whatever came to mind first.

Both girls turned around with a scare, Momo screaming loudly of course.

After the initial shock wore off. Sana replied, "What happened?" meanwhile Momo was hitting your shoulder cursing at you.

"I can't do this. I don't think I can go up there."

Despite the punches you were receiving from Momo you were solely focused on Sana. Your gazes met and locked. Sana reached out for your hand to calm your anxiety. Old habits. But you weren't opposed and you didn't feel like pulling back either.

It had been a few days since you both last spoke. Two weeks since you broke up. You would pass each other at school, sharing some of the same classes. But things were a bit different. Post breakup. You texted every once in a while trying to remain friends. Trying to remain in each other's lives. It wasn't the same.

Even though you had broken up, your presence wasn't unwelcomed by Sana. The two of you remained close during the beginning. Sitting down next to each other as you watched the first events. Momo tagged along but stayed a bit behind. You tried playing it cool at first, keeping a slight distance. There's never been any awkwardness between the two of you, so conversation came easily. Almost like nothing ever happened. Almost.

There was a shift in Sana. She went quiet and appeared to be focused on the current musical act, but her face showed she was debating something inside her head. You could tell it was something serious by the way she was chewing on her bottom lip.

You can't recall Sana's exact words. She had leaned close into your side. Her front touching your shoulder. Breath tickling your ear as she whispered, "I miss you y/n/n."

"Take me back y/n..."

"Please."

You turned around to meet her face. The sudden shift in Sana caught you off guard. Not expecting this sudden topic. You regained focus quickly, shifting to Sana's features that were just an inch away. She had a soft, sad smile. Her eyes pleading. Sana was your weakness. Your everything. You couldn't ever say no to her. So you met her eyes and gave her a slight nod while softly smiling at her. Sana's smile grew and she gave you a small peck on the cheek.

The rest of that night was great. Until Sana disappeared.

She had gone off somewhere with Nayeon and Jihyo. The anxiety had returned. This time you were sure that it was about performing later that night. You wanted to run away. Your hands began to sweat and you searched for Sana.

Professor Park came up to you, asked you when you wanted to go up. Currently it was the second open mic participant on stage. He said you could go third or last for the open mic. "I'll go third. I don't want to end it weak." Professor Park laughed at your comment, thinking you were joking. You were joking. Partially.

Sana came up to you as your conversation with the professor ended. When he left you started complaining and pretended you were going to leave. You knew Sana would beg you to stay. She held onto your hands trying to calm you down.

You were up next and had begun to really get nervous. Performances and public speaking just aren't your thing.

The host called up your name. Your hands started to shake. Heart pounded in your ears. You parted from Sana, she slowly let your hands go. You hesitated letting go. You wanted to take her with you.

As you walked up to the stage you heard cheering and applause. You turned to look at the crowd. There you recognized Momo, Mina, Dahyun, Chaeyoung, and Tzuyu cheering loudly. You took the mic and mumbled that you weren't prepared. Though you don't know if you said it loud enough for everyone to have heard. Hopefully no one had caught that.

You recited your poem's title and said it incorrectly. You mentally slapped yourself, but you rectified yourself and restated the title. You continued with your poem. Your voice, hands, and legs weren't as shaky as the previous performances in class. You heard this one guy in the crowd blurt, "Shiiiiiiiitt" as you read through the final lines of your poem.

At the end there was a small hesitation for the applause because of the sudden twist in your work. That was your intention. The applause and cheers came soon. Especially from your friends. You turned to glance at them and saw Nayeon, Jeongyeon, and Jihyo pretending to wipe tears from their eyes as they "cried" on each other's shoulders. Competing with each other on who could seem the most realistic.

You got down the stage. Hurriedly walked down the middle towards the back of the cafe. To Sana. As soon as you reached her she opened her arms. You wrapped your arms around her. Sana gently rubbed your back as you held tightly onto her. "I'm so proud of you baby" she cooed.

Sana let go and slightly pushed you off to grab a hold of your hand. She led you to a secluded area of the cafe. Then she palmed your face and grabbed the back of your neck to pull you into a kiss.

You had missed the feeling of her soft lips.

But like all good things, it came to an end.

Nighttime came quicker than you wanted it to. You were now back in your dorm. All you wanted was to lay in bed and relax. The rollercoaster of emotions draining your energy. But the ride still wasn't over. You were sat up in bed, on the phone with Sana.

She wanted to break up again. She had just asked to get back together a couple hours ago but here you were. Sana asked for space once again. Explaining that she had been dealing with insecurities, didn't know who she was, and had other personal issues. She needed time to find herself and figure things out for herself. As hard as you tried to reassure her, tell her she was perfect, give her nothing but love she insisted she needed space. You respected her decision.

That Friday night felt like it would never end. Felt like you couldn't catch a break. You felt nothing and everything at the same time.

Word was out that you and Sana broke up. Again. How everyone found out, you don't know. You were sitting in the common room before class with Momo and Jeongyeon. They were bickering about some nonsense. You didn't have it in you to join them. So you pretended to read your English textbook. Sana entered the common room. She headed straight towards Miyeon, who was across the room, to ask her about upcoming finals. You couldn't stop yourself from looking at her. That was when Nayeon and Jihyo joined your table.

Nayeon shoved your shoulder, "Why aren't you with your girl?"

"She's not my girl," you whispered.

Somehow Momo and Jeongyeon who were bickering the entire time with Jihyo included, who joined in as soon as she sat down, managed to hear and quieted down. They all looked at you, their eyes a mix of pity and sadness. This wasn't anything new to them but it still saddened them to hear the news.

Nayeon had always been supportive of you and Sana. She was the one who introduced you to one another. So she couldn't help but to gently ask, "Why?"

As you remembered all of yesterday's events, Sana whispering to take her back. Holding her hands again. Being wrapped in her arms. Her soft warm lips. Her warm smile and gentle eyes. Being comforted by her. Having her close. The long conversation you had over the phone. The break up. The space she wanted. You felt your chest contort and rip in two.

"I don't know."

"Well, I do know but I just don't want to say."

It was clear what Sana wanted. She made sure of that. You just couldn't explain that to Nayeon and the others without breaking. Thankfully, they seemed to have understood that.

"Hey, we get it. It'll be alright y/n/n." Jeongyeon calmly said as she wrapped an arm around your shoulder.

"C'mon now let's head to class."

All of you got up and started to head for class.

Throughout the day you dragged yourself from class to class. Trying to forget about Sana. You were failing miserably. You decided to head to the restroom to splash some water on your face. See if that would help.

As you were about to push the restroom door it was suddenly pulled open from the other side. You looked up to find Sana, surprised to see you. Your eyes met and you felt your heart clench. You weren't thinking. Your brain stopped working and your heart started going into overdrive, so you jokingly muttered, "Excuse me...I'm just going in for a quick cry" as you squeezed beside Sana to enter.

Sana quickly turned around and headed towards you. Shutting the door in the process.

You felt a hand take a hold of your wrist pulling you back. You didn't expect Sana to follow you in. You really did feel like crying now.

Sana studied you. You couldn't meet her gaze.

She apologized and you couldn't conjure up a response. You just stood there staring at the floor. Brain still not functioning. Heart still in overdrive, wanting nothing but Sana. Your heart fought with itself inside your ribcage. The hammering and ache screaming to run and stay.

Then she pulled you into her arms. As much as you wanted to cry mere seconds ago you couldn't. Your heart was rushing with a mix of emotions, but the fight inside from earlier had subsided. You just let yourself sink into Sana for the moment. You wanted to kiss her. So you pulled back a little and leaned in. Halfway through you felt Sana's arms begin to come up your shoulders. Getting ready to push you back. It was then you realized you shouldn't, so instead you swiftly glided your head to lean on Sana's shoulder. You couldn't help but let out a defeated sigh. Your heart sunk so low.

A pair of hands lifted to caress the back of your neck. Sana guided your head up and leaned in. The kiss was soft, it was more than a peck but still it felt too short. You had gotten what you wanted, but you didn't know how to feel about that.

Sana pulled back and softly palmed the side of your face caressing you with a sad smile. You tried reciprocating as best as you could, but your smile was much smaller and weaker than Sana's. Then she exited the restroom. Leaving you there. You stood there for a while. You couldn't stop replaying what just happened. You felt so stupid. Lost.

-- End of Flashback --

The sun has fully set. Your thoughts are still filled with Sana. Will she ever come back? It's been at least half a year since then. You still see her around campus but she's always glued to Miyeon's hip. Any and all attempts to get her to talk to you are intercepted by her best friend. Sana also makes an effort in ignoring you. If you pass each other in the hall she practically sprints away with her head down. Or she feigns to be doing something on her phone. Face immensely close to her phone trying to block her face from your sight. If you catch her staring at you she turns away instantly. If she's hanging out with Momo, Nayeon, or any of your other friends she makes an excuse to leave. Never acknowledging your presence. She practically runs from you. It left you dumbfounded the first couple of times. Leaving the others to apologize on Sana's behalf. You couldn't handle the pain all of Sana's actions caused you. So you stopped trying to reach out or get close. You accepted the distance she wanted to create.

Now you just feel a hollow cavern that continues to grow inside your chest as more time passes. At this point your ribcage feels sore from the constant fight and ache your heart has been through. All you could do is sigh as you put out the remaining bud of the cigarette you had lit up. Lazily you brush yourself off to head back inside.

"I'll wait until you're ready."

[ravenromanova]

Come back to me Pt.1

Pairings: 616 Wanda x Vision, 616 Wanda x female reader, 838 Wanda x female reader

Warnings: None really for this part.

Masterlist - Send me requests!!!

This fic came from this request!!! enjoy :) I also have no idea how many chapters i’m gonna write so just sit back and enjoy :)

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This wasn’t how it was supposed to be. She was supposed to be with you not him. Watching her hands all over him was like a knife to the gut. You kept wondering how you got here, how he was better for her than you. The world felt so much darker as you watch them cuddle up together on the couch.

*Flashback to a few days ago*

You were laying in your bed when you heard a soft knock on the door. You called out for whoever it was to come in and when the door opened it revealed a distressed looking Wanda. She shut the door behind her before she sat on the edge of your bed.

“I uh need to tell you something” Her voice was soft but hoarse as she spoke which made you nervous.

“You can tell me anything Wands” Wanda smiled at your words but she still didn’t know how to tell you what she needed to.

“Well uh. Vision asked me to be his girlfriend” Your eyes went wide at her words. “And i said yes” That was the moment you felt your heart break and a lump form in your throat.

“That’s great Wands! I’m so happy for you!” You lie as you put on your best happy face. Wanda felt like you were upset but she wasn’t going to push you to talk.

Your mind was going a million miles an hour and your heart was racing. The two of you talked for another few minutes before she left your room and you broke down.

That night you skipped out on dinner which Wanda made and opted for a mental breakdown instead.

*End flashback*

And that brings us to a few days ago. Team movie night. Aka the night you dread the most because you had to watch Wanda and Vison be all lovey dovey. You thought that after a few days the feeling of hurt and rejection would go away but it didn’t. If anything your heart broke more anytime you saw her or them together.

So in the days after Wanda and Vision were official you took a major step back and distanced yourself from Wanda. It took her by surprise when you told her you weren’t in the mood for your weekly movie night on tuesday. She didn’t understand why you were being so distant so she decided to corner you in the training room for answers.

Wanda walked into the training room determined to get answers.

“Y/n” Her voice made you take a step back from the punching bag and make eye contact with her.

“Yea Wands?” Your voice was gravelly and hoarse causing a shiver to go down her spine.

“Why are you avoiding me” Your brows furrowed at her bluntness and you stood there confused.

“I-I’m not” You said trying to defend yourself. She scoffed a little a crossed her arms over her chest.

“Really? Because you’ve turned me down for our movie night, you started training with Nat instead of me, you don’t sit next to me at dinner anymore and we haven’t gone to lunch in days” Wanda said pouting a little and you felt your heart strings tug a little.

“I’ve just been busy” Was all the explanation you gave her and she huffed in annoyance.

“Y/n please!” She begged feeling her eyes well up with tears. “I miss you” Her words made you sigh as you grabbed your water bottle.

“Wanda please..It’s nothing to do with you i’ve just had a lot going on that’s all” You said softly looking into her soft green eyes.

“Okay…I’m sorry” Was all she said before she abruptly left you in the training room. You turned around to say something but the doors shut before you could.

You stood there as your thoughts ran wild and you felt a lump in your throat. It was all too much for you to handle so you just gathered your things and went back to your room hoping to sleep it off.

When you got to your room you were quick to turn the shower on and step into the warm water. The water cascaded down your skin melting away some of the tension in your muscles. You tried to shake the thoughts of Wanda out of your head as you washed your body then hair. You took your time with each step not wanting to leave the warmth and safety of the shower.

Once you were fully satisfied with your shower you stepped out and wrapped yourself in your fluffy robe. You changed into your favorite sweats and hoodie before slipping into bed just wanting to sleep away your problems. So that’s what’s you did you turned on The Vampire Diaries before you drifted off into unconsciousness state.

*Your dream*

The sun shined on your face causing you to groan a little before you slowly opened your eyes. You looked around and noticed that you weren’t in your room. You slowly uncovered yourself and walked around the room. There were small trinkets scattered around along with pretty paintings on the walls. But your heart stopped when you saw the picture on the nightstand. It was of you and Wanda with two baby boys smiling at the park.

Your heart started to beat faster and your hands started to sweat as you stared at the picture. After a minute of staring at it you put it back down and grabbed the robe on the door before walking to what you assume was the kitchen.

The sounds of giggling filled your ears as you approached the kitchen. And you couldn’t believe what you saw when you walked in. There Wanda was sitting at the kitchen table with two boys who looked around five and they were eating breakfast.

“Morning malysh” She greeted as she stood up from the table to grab the plate she made you. You walked up to her with a small smile on your face not really understanding what was going on but loving it nonetheless. Wanda handed you the plate with a small kiss on your cheek and you sat down next to one of the boys.

“Morning mommy” The little boy in a blue shirt said giving you a side hug when you sat down. Your eyes widened a little and you looked at Wanda who had a little smirk on her face.

“Uh morning honey” You said giving the boy a kiss on the head before you started eating along with them.

“How’d you sleep?” Wanda asked sitting back down at the table. She gave you a look as you asked making you wonder if she knew you were confused.

“I slept okay” You said tilting your head in confusion at the look she gave you. Wanda just nodded at your words and continued to eat her breakfast.

The four of you ate breakfast and you learned the boys names Billy and Tommy. You were still confused as to what was going on after you cleaned up from eating. Wanda had sent the boys to their room after you finished eating so she could talk to you for a moment.

“Malysh?” You felt a pair of hands wrap around your waist when you heard her voice. You turned around in her arms to face her making her smile a little.

“Yea?” You said in a soft voice making Wanda damn near melt.

“Are you okay?” She asked knowingly.

“Not really…I’m confused. One minute i fell asleep in my room at the compound and then the next i’m here with you and…and our kids?” As the words left your mouth you grew even more confused as to how this happened.

“Well if it makes it easier to understand this is a dream” Your eyes widened at her words.

“What?!” You said completely bewildered not comprehending what the fuck was going on.

“Well it’s a dream of our future” She said as she took you to the couch. The both of you sat on the couch and you waited for her to continue.

“I’m not the Wanda from your universe to start. In my universe i made the same mistake as the Wanda from your universe. I chose Vision in my universe just like yours did and i regretted it immediately but i felt stuck. And it wasn’t until…You uh died in my universe that i knew i made the biggest mistake of my life. I’ve spent the last two years trying to find a universe with you in it. Most universes have a you but you’re normally already with Wanda except in this universe…” You felt like you got whiplash from her words as you sat there and listened.

You sat there for a few minutes before you found the courage to speak. “So you’re not my Wanda and you’re from another universe? And i died in your universe? how? when? I-I and are the boys real? or are they just in the dream?” Wanda took your hand to stop you from having a panic attack.

“Breathe malysh breathe” She said calmly. “You died on a mission two years ago when we were taking down a hydra base and we got ambushed. We did everything we could to save you but it didn’t work. And yes in most universes the boys exist. We used a sperm donor to have them. You carried billy and i carried tommy.” Her words calmed you down a little.

Your thoughts were running rampant as you looked at the woman you loved. “I- Wow” Was all you were able to say making the witch laugh a little.

“I know this is a shot in the dark but w-would you come back to my universe with me? I-I can’t keep living without you” Wanda begged holding your hand a little tighter.

“But won’t that ruin the multiverse?” You asked a little nervous. It’s not that you didn’t wanna go it’s that you were scared and also thought that you were going crazy.

“No it won’t. I can make it to where you don’t exist in this universe. I can make it to where no one even knows your gone.” She said quickly to make sure that you didnt say no.

“Okay” You nodded your head. Wanda smiled and brought you in for a passionate kiss. And that’s when everything went blank.

*End of your dream*

You woke up and rubbed your eyes and looked around the room to make sure you were in your own room. It took you a few minutes to realize where you were and that you were okay. You shook off the dream assuming that it was just your brain playing games with you.

The clock read 12:02 when you saw a portal open in your room. You rubbed your eyes again as the portal opened and Wanda walked through.

“Wanda? What are you doing?” You asked still half asleep.

“I’m bringing you home Malysh”

~The end of part 1~

A/n Sorry not sorry for the cliff hanger 💋 I love yall and i’ll see you in the next part :)

[sturniolostars]

𝓟𝓤𝓒𝓚𝓘𝓝𝓖 𝓐𝓡𝓞𝓤𝓝𝓓

∗ smut, mentions of death, abuse, eating disorders, self harm, overall mature themes

∗ Chris was used to everyone liking him. But Evelyn hates hockey players and Chris hates her and her stupid figure skating. However they have to share a rink for now and can’t help but feel a pull towards each other. How will this play out in the end?

Previous Chapter

Chris’s pov

I didn’t even have time to ask if she was okay. She was sprinting out of my room and down the steps. I tried to chase after her but she was pretty fast for someone who had just creamed all over my fucking fingers.

“Evelyn wait!” I call out. I lost her in the crowd and while I knew she was probably heading for the front door once I got there and looked outside to see if she was running or driving away there was no sight of her.

This is bad. We are obviously still not on good terms. She still hates me– in fact she might hate me even more, and while the taste of her is still on my tongue my brain is also still trying to tell me to hate her.

I think I really fucked up

Evvie’s pov

I just need to go home. Even if home was actually last place I wanted to be. If I was lucky my father would be passed out drunk and my mother would either be asleep or up, but too tired to point out every flaw I have.

I sigh and grip the steering wheel pulling into my driveway. I enter my home feeling relieved my dad actually was passed out on the couch with a few beer cans around him. I grimace but walk towards the stairs that lead up to my room.

“Evelyn” I hear my mothers voice from behind me. I take a deep breath and turn around to face her with a small smile. “Oh hi mom” I say softly. She scans me up and down. “You look like your gaining weight Evelyn have you been sticking to your diet?”

I self consciously suck in my tummy. “N-no I’ve been sticking to it” she rolls her eyes. “Mhm get up early tomorrow. I want to test that claim with a little weight check” I swallow but nod keeping my little pretty smile on. “Yea of course” she nods and turns around no ‘I love you’ or ‘I know your doing good’ not even a ‘I know I’m breaking you but it’s just because I love you’

I climb the rest of the way up the steps telling myself it could be worse. That my dad could be awake and looking for a live punching bag, that my mother could be degrading me more than she just did, that I could go back to weigh ins every day. I make it to my room and open the door lying on my bed.

“It could be worse”

-

I do wake up earlier and walk downstairs into the guest bathroom where my mom was waiting for me already. I step on the scale self consciously sucking in again even though it would do nothing to really change my weight. Force of habit I guess.

She looks down at it. I was over by a single pound. I swallow looking into her gaze……a gaze that shows pure disgust and disappointment. “I’m sorry” I say even though I have nothing to be sorry for.

She scowls “you will cut down on food you understand” I nod. “You will not embarrass this family by gaining weight or anything like that” I felt hollow but still manage to nod. “Yes mother”

And with that she leaves me alone and broken. I get ready and drive myself off to school. A school where I had nothing but figure skating. Hunter was my skating partner yes but he didn’t care about me. Which left me with no friends, no clubs, no hobbies, no time…..

I fight through the day just wanting to get to the rink I forgot was being shared. Just me and figure skating and– I look up at the hockey team on the ice seeing Chris in all his stupid fucking might speeding around with a puck.

And stupid Chris Sturniolo. It’s going to be fine. Just think about skating. Think about how you’re going to be perfect for mother and father. Don’t think about how your stomach is growling. I sigh.

“It could be worse right?”

a/n: this chapter kind of had a lot. Please reach out or talk to someone if you’re going through anything! (Tell me if you wanna be on the taglist)

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[sergeantbarnessdoll]

Stressed Out » Steve Rogers/Captain America

Pairings: Steve Rogers x SHIELD Agent!Female Reader

Summary: Steve takes his stress out on the new SHIELD agent.

Warnings: Smut (18+), language, dirty talk, kissing, hickeys, unprotected sex, Captain kink, praise kink, size kink, choking, degrading, name calling (slut), use of pet names

Written on my phone. I’m sorry for any mistakes and typos.

Header made by @buckys-wintersoldier

GIF IS NOT MINE! Credit goes to the creators.

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!🔞

“Captain Rogers?” You say.

Steve punched the punching bag one last time, sending it across the gym with sand leaking out of it. He breathes heavily as he turns around, sweat covering him from head to toe. You couldn’t help but stare.

“You need something, Agent or are you just gonna stand there and keep staring at me?” Steve asks harshly.

“S-Sorry.” You stuttered. “Fury wants you to sign this.” You say, handing him a file from his previous mission.

Steve takes it from your hand and signed it and gave it back to you. You walked away without saying a word, but he called you back.

“Wait a minute…” Steve stops you in your tracks. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to sound harsh. I’m just stressed out.” He apologizes.

“It’s ok, Captain. I understand. We all have those days.” You say, giving him a smile. “If you want…” You start. “I can help you out.” You offered.

“Oh yea?” Steve licks his lips. “What do you have in mind, Agent?” He asks.

“Anything you want, Captain.” You say.

What Steve did next surprised you. His lips were on yours, kissing you hungrily. You dropped the file on the floor and wrapped your arms around his neck. Steve’s hands found their way to your waist, pulling you against his body. He carefully eased the two of you to the mat on the floor. You voluntarily spread your legs so he could get in between them. You moaned against his lips when you felt his bulge against your clothed pussy. You tugged on Steve’s t-shirt, trying to tell him that you want him to take it off. Steve quickly got the message and pulled away from your lips to take off his shirt. You took a moment to admire his muscular body and then took your shirt off. Steve’s eyes shamelessly stared at your breasts. He licked his lips before kissing you again. His hands found their way to your breasts, squeezing them over your bra. You moaned against his lips. Steve moved his lips down to your neck, his teeth nipped at your skin hard enough to mark you up. You arched your back, your chest touching his. One of Steve’s found its way to your bra clasp and expertly unclasped it and tossed it to the side. He placed kisses along the swells of your breasts while his fingers rubbed over your nipples, gently pinching them between his fingers. Once he marked up your breasts, his hands moved to the waistband of your leggings, hooking his fingers in them. He looked up at you, waiting for permission which you happily gave him. Steve yanked your leggings down your legs, along with your panties. Steve licked his lips at the sight of your wet pussy. He pulled down his sweatpants and boxers just enough for his hard cock to spring out. He wasted no time sliding his cock inside of you in one thrust. You whimpered at his size and tried your best to accommodate his size. His cock almost stretched you to your limit.

“What’s wrong?” Steve coos, looking down at you. “You’ve never taken a big cock before?” He says.

“No.” You whimpered.

“You’ll get used to it.” He says.

Steve placed his hands on your hips and pulled almost all the way out, leaving his tip inside of you and then thrusted back inside you with a hard thrust, a loud moan left your lips. One of his hands left your hip to cover your mouth.

“Shh!” He shushed you. “Do you want everyone to know that you’re getting fucked like a slut by the Captain?” He asks.

You just moaned into his hand.

“Maybe that’s what you want, huh?” Steve chuckles. “You want everyone to hear you get deflowered by the Captain?” He says.

You were so turned on at this point that you forgot how to function. His thrusts were brutal, but you loved it. The sound of skin slapping and the smell of sex filled the gym.

“God damn, you really are a slut. You’ve been wanting me to fuck you since the day we met. Isn’t that right, sweetheart?” Steve asks.

Steve took his hand off your mouth, waiting for you to answer, but you didn’t. He wrapped his hand around your throat, but didn’t squeeze.

“Answer your Captain when he’s talking to you.” He says sternly in almost a growl.

“Yes!” You squeaked out. “I’ve wanted this since- oh fuck! The day we met!” You admitted, followed by a moan.

Steve chuckles. Your hands found their way to his back, your nails digging in his skin. His other hand left your hip and went to your clit, rubbing it in fast circles. Your cunt clenched around his cock at the feeling. A loud moaned left your lips when his cock found your sweet spot. Your orgasm built up quickly. His fingers rubbed your clit to the point where it was sensitive and his cock was pounding into your sweet spot.

“Oh fuck, Captain!” You moaned. “Please let me cum!” You begged.

“Cum for me, honey.” He pants.

Your jaw dropped and your eyes rolled to the back of your head as you came hard with a loud moan leaving your lips. Steve came inside of you soon after. His thrusts came to a stop and he collapsed on top of you. His arms held himself up so he didn’t crush you.

“Fuck, I needed that.” Steve pants, leaning his head against your shoulder.

After a moment, Steve pulled out of you. He grabbed a towel from his gym bag and cleaned the two of you up. You two got redressed. Your legs were a little shaky from the mind blowing orgasm Steve just gave you and you fell forward. Steve was quick to catch you.

“Sorry about that. I didn’t mean to go that hard on you.” Steve says with a chuckle.

“It’s ok, Captain. I enjoyed it.” You tell him and gave him a kiss on his cheek. “Let me know when you want to destress again.” You say with a wink.

“I’ll keep that in mind.” He says with a smirk.

💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙

-Bucky’s Doll

[seros-girl]

something in the orange| fratboy!katsuki bakugo x f!softgirl!reader

summary: childhood competitive friends take a college cooking course together for fun. katsuki bakugo, our amazing frat boy, and y/n, our amazing soft hearted girl. katsuki has a soft spot for her, but because of his ego won't let it show. denki being denki, lets a secret spill out which can ultimately make or break your friendship with katsuki bakugo

authors note: reader is best friends with denki, sero, kyoka, and tenya!!

chapter 4: first dates & carrot cakes

you sat on the sofa with denki, hanta, tenya, and eijiro, talking. “how are you and honenuki” denki teases you and you blush. “our first date is this friday” you said and all the boys start cheering.

“atta girl” eijiro says nudging your shoulder. “where’s he taking you?” tenya asks as katsuki walks down the stairs and sees all of you on the couch. “dinner and then bowling” you said as katsuki took a seat next to tenya.

“sounds like a lame first date” he grumbles and tenya punches his arm discreetly. “just saying you could do better” he scoffs looking the other way. you got up from your spot upset. you only looked at him before walking towards the stairs.

you unlock your room and grab your dance bag. you need to get some practice in. you grab everything you need and walk back down and out of the dormitory complex with all the boys giving katsuki disapproving looks.

“what the fuck is wrong with you?” eijiro said pushing katsuki into the couch. “if it were up to me i’d take her somewhere better” he said rolling his eyes. “yea but youre too pussy to say anything. swallow your pride and just do it or i will” denki threatened.

“you open your mouth and i’ll kill you” katsuki stared at denki and he only shrugged. “i mean if it’ll get you somewhere why not” and hanta bursts out laughing. “dude believe me as fucked up as this sounds it looks like she’s only using honenuki to get her mind off of you” hanta said and katsuki looks at him.

“keep going” he mumbles and hanta takes a deep breath. “i’ve seen the way she looks at you. the way she got jealous when mina sat too close, she blushes in your vicinty man. i think her plan was to always find someone here to move on from you” he explains and katsuki goes deep into thought.

“and it’ll work cause honenuki is a great guy who’s willing to treat her right. heck he’s cautious because of you” eijiro said and katsuki only sits there, arms crossed.

“let her go on this date man, let her talk to you about it, dont be an ass” tenya said and everyone’s eyes widened. “did you just say ass?” denki said and tenya nods his head. “am i not allowed to?” he looks around and all the guys start laughing.

katsuki nods his head and gets up. “where you going?” denki said watching him. “dance building” he mumbles and everyone wishes him a good luck. he pulls his phone out to send you a text.

to y/n 🐇🎀🤍

im coming to the dance building let me in?

he sees you start typing and then it stops. he looks confused and he sees you only react with a thumbs up leaving him on read.

he quickly makes his way over and sees you standing outside. you dont say anything and let him in. he closes the door to the private room and he sighs.

“‘m sorry” he says when he turns around to face you. you crossed your arms across your chest, staring at him. “its not a lame first date idea” he mumbles looking down at the ground.

“you hurt my feelings kats” you muttered fidgeting with your fingers. he sighs softly and rubs a hand across his face. he moves to you and hesitantly wraps his arm around you pulling you into a hug.

“tell me all about it when you get back on friday?” he asks with hope laced in his voice. you nod your head and detached from him. “juzo’s a great guy” you smiled and moved to the center to start stretching.

“i know he is” he says sitting down on the floor next to your gym bag and watches you dance for the next 2 hours.

●~*

you add finishing touches to your makeup and you smile in the mirror. kyoka, hanta, and denki sit on your bed watching you get ready. “okay help me out guys” you said as you got up and moved to your closet.

your pulled out a baby yellow dress with a pink cardigan and white converse as your first outfit choice. “aww thats adorable” denki said as you hung it up for them to see.

you pulled out a white tube top, a baby yellow cardigan, black baggy jeans, and the same shoe choice for the second. “do you know where dinner is?” hanta asked as he got up.

“no i assume you guys do” you said rubbing your arm. “we do” denki said moving to stand next to hanta. a knock on your door pulls you out of your thoughts. you move to open it and see eijiro, tenya, and katsuki.

you let them in and stand with the other boys to examine the outfit choices. “you boys know where dinner is?” kyoka asked as she stood next to denki. they nod their heads and katsuki speaks up. “the dress” he mumbles out and you nod grabbing it off the hanger.

you go to your bathroom, changing quickly. you walked out a did a twirl for your friends. they hyped you up and you move to your vanity to spray some perfume.

you grabbed it off the vanity and sprayed a generous amount. “take it babes” kyoka said and you put it in your purse. you looked in the mirror and something is missing. “headband or no?” you asked picking up a thin white headband you had and turned to your friends.

“try it on” hanta said as he observed. you put it on and smiled. “yes wear it” eijiro immediately says and you giggle turning around to grab your purse. “you guys wanna walk me out or hang out in here till i get back?” you asked grabbing your keys to your dorm.

“duh walking you out but hand over the keys to your room” kyoka said as she hopped off your bed and the rest followed. they all piled out of your room and you gave the keys to kyoka.

you walk down the stairs nervous and excited. you walk out of the dormitory complex and see juzo standing there with flowers. “have fun” tenya teases and you look back at your friends. “be safe” denki waves and you gratefully take the flowers from juzo.

“theyre so pretty thank you” you blush grabbing his hand as he leads you to his car. he opens your door and waits for you to get situated before closing the door and moving to the drivers side.

katsuki scoffs and walks inside back up to your room. “that could’ve been you” hanta teases and all katsuki does is walk in and throw himself on your bed when he reaches your room.

●~*

juzo held your hand as he lead you guys back to his car. dinner was done and it was time for bowling. this was easy, being with juzo was easy. you laughed with him as he made jokes during the small walk.

you held onto his hand and your other hand was holding his forearm as he lead the way. you made it to the car and before he opened the door to the passenger side he stopped you.

you looked up at him smiling. “oh man i dont want to mess this up” he mutters holding your face in his hands. “just do it” you encouraged him and he got close, hovering his lips over yours.

he presses his lips gently against yours. you kiss him back holding his forearms as his hands still held your face. he moves one hand on your waist pulling you gently towards him.

he pulls away and you open your eyes smiling up at him. he smiles down at you and opens your side of the car. you get in and he closes the door quickly running to the other side.

you touched your lips and as much as you tried to enjoy it, you wished it was someone else.

●~*

you knock on your door so your friends can let you in. its 11:30 and you both just got back to campus. he dropped you off and walked you inside the dormitory complex, giving you a kiss goodnight.

katsuki opens the door and you immediately walk in. you notice he’s the only one here. you sigh and sit down to take your shoes off. he stops you and signals you to prop your foot on his knee.

he takes off your shoes as you throw your back gently onto your bed. “i suck at bowling” you said and katsuki only chuckles lightly. “i bet” he mumbles as he pulls off your shoes.

“thanks kats” you said sighing in relief. “how was it?” he asks as he moves around your room grabbing you a comfy set of clothes to change into. “it was okay” you smiled as you sat up and shrugged off your pink cardigan.

you slipped on the sweatpants and lifted your dress to pull it over your head. katsuki turns around and you quickly pull the hoodie over telling him its okay to turn around. “forgot i wasnt wearing a bra sorry” you said cheeks burning.

“sit here” he instructs and you move to sit on your chair in front of your vanity. katsuki turns on the lights and you look at your reflection. “tell me” he says as he starts brushing your hair for you.

“well okay he’s a gentleman i’ll give him that but i dont know” you sighed and grabbed your makeup remover beginning to take off your makeup.

“there’s just someone i havent moved on from its been years its stupid really. juzo is really nice but i dont know its not what im looking for. i just wouldnt know how to tell him” you rambled on and looked at him through the mirror.

he braided your hair loosely for you. you gave him a small thank you as he tied it off. “well its getting late kats” you said getting up and moving towards your bathroom to brush your teeth.

he watches you and smiles walking away to wait for you to walk him out. you walked out and opened your door for him to go back to his own dorm. he turns to look at you and he looks nervous.

“can we uh have coffee when you’re free? to talk” he says and you immediately nod your head. “night kats” you smiled closing your door and locking it. “night pretty” he mumbles to himself staring at your door.

●~*

wednesday rolls around and you sit next to katsuki. you havent talked since your date with juzo. you looked up at katsuki and smiled at him. “hey” you softly nudged his shoulder and he looks down at you. he turns his head to look at the professor and you look away.

“carrot cakes class” she says clapping her hands together. she went over the recipe and ingredients needed to make this. once you were all given the go ahead, katsuki immediately gets up grabbing his ingredients and materials.

you grab yours and bring it back to your station as katsuki already started cracking eggs, aggressively. you watched as he stirred his ingredients and you looked up at him concern etched in your features.

“kats youre doing that a little too harshly no?” you asked him but he simply ignores you. you decide to start working on your cake and ignore him as well. “you know when someone asks you to grab a coffee sometime and you say yes to the idea, you plan for it” he grumbles and and continues stirring.

“you said anytime im free” you said confused and he scoffed. “i’ve been busy kats im sorry with dance an-“ you started but he cut you off. “and hanging out with honenuki? you said you were gonna end things with him” he says mixing together different ingredients as he starts on the frosting part.

“and i will i just need to find the right time” you said defensively. “i wasnt gonna do it after our first date thats mean” you said as you began whisking ingredients. he doesnt respond and continues working signaling the end of your conversation.

you get graded on it and everyone was dismissed to leave. katsuki leaves quickly and you walk out seeing no point in running after him. “y/n my girl!” you hear and see eijiro and denki walking towards you.

“hey” you smiled at them as they both threw their arms around your shoulders, you being caged between them. “so you coming to the party tonight?” denki says and you grimaced. “on a wednesday night?” you questioned looking up at them.

“yea why not” eijiro said excitedly. you gave in after denki pleaded you go. he gives you a big kiss on your cheek and you playfully wipe it off. “thanks y/n youre the best” he says as they both pull away and walk off laughing together.

“hey you” you hear juzo and turn around to see him. “hey” you said as you gave him a smile and he wraps an arm around your waist. “you know whats up with katsuki lately princess?” he asks you as you both start walking.

“no” you lied and he only sighs. “you coming to the party tonight?” he asks you as you both stop in front of your dormitory complex. he places his hands on your waist rubbing his thumbs back and forth in a soothing way.

“denks and eiji practically begged me” you giggled up at him and he smiles muttering a “good”. he leans down and places a gentle kiss on your lips and you return it back. “see you there” he says letting you go and watches you walk into the dorm complex. your contemporary 101 class was cancelled, which meant catching up on some homework.

katsuki stands in the kitchen, sweaty. his shirt is off, it looks like he just came back from a run. you peels your eyes away and head to the elevator to get to the fifth floor. no staring, you thought to yourself as the elevator dinged and you walked out and into your room.

you sighed as you looked at your closet, internally groaning at the thought of having to pick out an outfit for tonight. “screw you denks and eiji” you mumbled to yourself throwing yourself onto your bed.

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[sweetiesicheng]

woozi - fair

word count : 644

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"that was really fun!" you smiled at your boyfriend as you two got off of a ride. you two had decided to go to a fair after both of your classes got out for the day.

jihoon smiled back at you, "want to go again?" he asked.

"maybe later. i think i have adrenaline from the ride," you replied with a laugh. "are you hungry?" you asked him as he grabbed your hand to lead you out of the gated area.

"yea. i'm going to grab a slice of pizza. do you want one?" he asked you.

"oh, i want a sandwich," you replied.

"i'll grab the food. you go get that milkshake you wanted from that one stand," jihoon said to you.

you instantly smiled, knowing that he had seen you stare at a dessert stand while walking earlier. "okay. that works. i'll grab you one too," you said to him.

"text me when you come back this way," jihoon said and let go of your hand, "or i'll text you when i'm done."

you nodded, "okay," you started walking away.

"hey!" you turned to look at jihoon, "punch anyone who tries to ask you out." you started laughing at him and continued walking away.

he's so adorable.

—

you finally ordered the milkshakes and waited near the pickup area. the fair was pretty busy since it opened the day before, but you didn't mind how crowded it was.

a bunch of people were waiting for food, so you were trying your best to stay close to the stand so you could hear your number being called out.

"excuse me?" you turned when someone spoke to you.

"yes?" you asked the girl.

"um...are you single? maybe we could get a coffee sometime?" she asked you.

"oh, i'm sorry. i'm seeing someone," you immediately apologized to her. you became flustered since you didn’t know how to respond to her.

her eyes widened, "oh, i'm so sorry," she apologized to you. "you're just really pretty, and i really just wanted to try to ask for your number."

"no, it's okay," you said to her.

the girl awkwardly walked to her group of friends, and you awkwardly turned back to face the stand. a few minutes went by, and your number was called. you went up to the counter and grabbed the milkshakes you had ordered and walked away.

while walking, you started drinking your milkshake, which you thought was really good for a simple milkshake. you looked at the different stands with different games, wondering which ones you should play next with jihoon.

"y/n!"

you smiled when you saw jihoon standing up from a table he was at. you went up to him and joined him on the bench he was sitting on.

“you didn’t text me,” he said to you.

“sorry. i forgot,” you apologized to him. "this is a lot of food, jihoon," you commented as you sat down and put the drinks on the table.

he shrugged, "we've been running around here. more food means more energy to play," he said to you and took a sip of his milkshake. "woah, this is good."

"right?" you replied to him and opened a bag of chips that jihoon had gotten.

"so, did anyone ask you out?" jihoon asked you before taking another sip.

you laughed, "jealous much?" you asked.

"so someone did ask you out? did they ask for your number? do i need to punch them?" he asked.

"you are not punching a girl," you said to him.

"wait, someone really asked you out?" he asked.

“is it unbelievable? you get asked out all the time,” you pointed out. you tried to dramatically flip your hair, "what can i say? i'm a catch," you said with a laugh.

jihoon smiled before kissing your cheek, "yea, and i'm glad i caught you."

[suspiciouspiece]

𝑾𝑯𝑨𝑻’𝑺 𝑨 𝑲𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑻𝑶 𝑨 𝑮𝑶𝑫 ❦.

𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬 : 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐦𝐚𝐨 ! 𝐈’𝐦 𝐰𝐞𝐢𝐫𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 . 𝐀𝐥𝐬𝐨 𝐝𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐠𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐲’𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐦𝐞 🫶🏼. 𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 .

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: 𝐘/𝐧 𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭. 𝐋𝐮𝐟𝐟𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 . 𝐎𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐭 ? 𝐎𝐫 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 ? 

⚠️𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 : 𝐃𝐎𝐄𝐒𝐍’𝐓 𝐅𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐎𝐅 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐏𝐈𝐄𝐂𝐄 ! 𝐁𝐀𝐃 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 ! 𝐅𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟 𝐫𝐧 . ⚠️

CHAPTER 1 Greetings and ghost stories 

Y/n had sighed, running as quickly as she could. The marines hot on her tail screaming for her to stop. Y/n had jump down into the water and pulled out a card, the black white & red card opened a portal. When she step through she was on a different island . Using another card to dry herself off and change her clothes. “ Finally some peace and quiet. “ She started walking up the hill’s path . Disappearing within view. 

.... 

“ AWWW NAMI !!!! I’M BORED !!” Screams luffy from up top of the head of sunny. He had been miserable lately. Thanks to the fact no new islands had been near them . Nami let out an irritated sigh, “ How many times have I told you luffy ? No island are near us ! Honestly it’s a miracle that I can even navigate when even the log pose is complete still. “ 

Luffy had huffed, clearly not satisfied with the answer but couldn’t do anything more about it . “ Is the island in the sky ? “ Usopp said while fixing up something new at the table. Robin had put her book down and looked at the sky .“ No like last time it would have pointed upwards. Honestly I’m scared we might be in a still area of water with nothing around us .” 

“ Don’t stress out Nami dear ! Even if that happens I would personally kick this boat so far that it’ll never become still becoming your Prince Charming and-“

“ Stealing a kiss ! Ahah ~ “ 

“ DAMN YOU BAG OF BONES DON’T STEAL MY LINE !! “ 

Nami sighed, “ Hopefully we find an island soon through, supply is running low on everyone end.” Sanji had took a smoke break ,” Yea Nami right . We only have enough food for a week . “ Usopp gasped,” but all that food I seen earlier!” “ Have you forgotten our captain eats crew worth of meals ?  2 at breakfast, 2 snack breaks, 2 lunches, another 2 snack breaks , 3 serving at dinner even though it’s only supposed to be 2 but somehow he manages to steal someone food .” ussop had fell to the floor ,” LUFFYS EATING US TO DEATH ROW !!!” 

Sanji had sighed another drag form his cigar , “doesn’t help that he’s been so bored he’s basically stress eating. Our captain has a lot of energy, the sunny can only hold him for so long . “ Franky had walk up to them,with chopper . “ How is that even possible?! “ “ Luffy’s body is rubber . His whole body is constantly stretching and unstretching subconsciously through tiny cells . Making his stomach big. It literally has no end while he eats. It also doesn’t help that while he loses a big chunk of energy it’s balanced out with more energy coming in from nothing. “ 

Zoro had popped up outta nowhere . “ So that means what exactly?” “ Think of it as lightning being held by rubber band but the rubber band is moving . It’ll attract more light while losing a little. “ Zoro still looked confused. “ In other words it’s like filling a bottle of water with a hole in the bottom.” Robin try’s to explain. Zoro still kinda lost.

“To sum it up moss head , think it as he training, he became 10 times stronger but he hungry from the hard work so he eat and has to start the workout over again .” “ Oh ? Why didn’t you explain it that way .” “ BECAUSE YOUR AN IDIOT !” “ WHO YOU CALLING IDIOT, PERVERT COOK ?!” 

“ SHUT UP BOTH OF YOU !!” Nami screamed, punching them . Luffy sighed,” I’m depressed. Me want meat . No island yet .” Luffy was deflated  on the floor, pouting . The group stared, eyes poking out their heads . “ Oh lord I hope we find an island fast !” The crew screamed. 

Thankfully the crew was able to find a island fast . It was unlikely luffy to be that sad . Chopper had made sure to test him to see if he was sick because of it . The crew had felt a sense of easiness watching luffy gum gum off the ship not even waiting for them . “ Welp, there’s no stopping him . I’m sure luffy will find his way back . This is boring quiet island after all . Sanji and chopper go get food supplies and medicine. Me and robin will get books, paper and other things. Usopp and franky get weapons and tools. Brook find me some clothes . Zoro actually stay and guard don’t fall asleep ! “ 

It was too late though. Zoro was already sleeping up a storm . “ Ugh whatever.” 

Luffy was having the time of his life. He already made some new friends. Ate good food and even got in a good fight. He miss this . 3 months on the ship was too long . He had stop at the end of the road, the little girl he made friends with, on his back was name Mico ( Mi-co ) . Had stopped him ,” Uhoh Luf! We can’t go any farther!” Luffy stared, “ Why ?” “ That forest is called “ Evil lives” . Some strange girl walked into the forest about 2 weeks ago and the forest when completely silent. We haven’t seen any animals other than fish but still. It’s creepy. Her and the animals completely disappeared !” 

Luffy had smiled,” Sounds like some fun ! We should turn back for now though I told your mom I’ll bring you home before dark .” 

The girl nodded and than when back . Luffy wasn’t surprised to bump into his crew . “ Ah alright made a friend?” The group had all ran into each other . “ YEA ! Met Mico ! “ They had said their hello to the little girl . 

“ Oh my , so many , come in . “ A woman said smiling in the doorway. “ The group in the street nodded, following. 

“ So I hear Mico told you the story I’m sorry for her but her words are truth.” Sanji had let out a puff of smoke . “I guess that explains why I couldn’t find anything other than fish and why everything around here is so expensive.” The woman shook her head,” Listen I’ll explain a little more .” 

“ About two weeks ago, a woman with 

y/c/h hair came outta nowhere. She was sleeping in the middle of the road. Head on a pillow, holding a purple blanket. We wanted to wake her up but we couldn’t, some type of weird force was on her. So we let her alone . We thought she might be a devil fruit user that was into she woke up …”

Robin had a serious look but sweet and calm vioce,” What happened?” 

“ When she woke up it was like nothing happened. She didn’t speak to anyone or bothered us . The pillow and blanket disappeared. She was walking straight to the woods . Didn’t eat or drink anything. The kids were playing, accidentally spilled sea water on her . And by sea water I mean a tank that was being pulled . She didn’t flinch. She said it was hot day and that playing in water was understandable and nobody needed to make a fuss but after she walk in the woods , nobody ever seen her or any of the animals. I haven’t even seen a bird in two weeks now .” 

“ if she’s not a devil fruit user what’s her case ?” Franky said confused. “ To not see a bird in two weeks, this chick must be smoken hot to no ends ! The animals must have great taste ! “ Sanji screamed . “ Or she could be a real threat. Animal avoid areas that they feel threatened . A huge sign of this is when large groups of birds fly away .” Chopper added in . “ Whatever the case is let’s find her ! “ Luffy said getting excited, this is just what he needed, an adventure after been bored for so long . 

“ WAIT WAIT WAIT WAIT !!!!!!!! “ screamed ussop,” Are you telling me you wanna find some creepy ghost lady that took all the animals?!!!! TELL ME YOUR JOKING!!” Luffy laughed,” I’ll be fun stop being a scary cat ussop.” Luffy had jump up ready to go . He was quickly stop by robin.” We don’t know what’s waiting for us, plus it isn’t good to just walk into the woods without supplies or anything else . Also aren’t we missing a man ?” 

Luffy stared ,” brook ?” “ I’M RIGHT HERE !” “ Sanji ? “ “ FOR THE LOVE OF GOD ITS SO OBVIOUS !!! “ The crew screamed. “ Think of moss .” Robin calmly stated .” Luffy’s eyes popped out of his head ,” ZORO ?! WE GOTTA GO GET ZORO !!” The crew facepalm . “ I bet your first mate would be pretty hurt to hear you not remember like this .” “ I forgot I was thinking of the awesome fight I’m about to have ! “ “ YOU! WE’RE GOING TO SEE WHAT HAPPENED TO THAT GIRL AND THE ANIMALS NOT FIGHT “ nami yelled slapping luffy . 

[uchihaharlot]

Once again, tumblr is holding my drafts hostage. I don’t understand why I can’t edit anything. So screenshot it is! 🤷🏼‍♀️

Now I am scared to even draft on here. 🥲 Probable typos, I’m in line getting tacos 🫠

Anyways, sorry this took so long! I find that during the week I’m not capable of allowing myself the creative freedom to write. Too many stressors!!

This is suuuuuper cute and hilarious to me! Lololol. And some of this might be short because I am actually still tired asf. Sort of tailored this their characteristics — prideful Madara, Submissive Obi, catch me if you can Shisui, and proper Itachi.

SFW; superiority complex Madara; shy Obi; enthralled Shisui; whipped Itachi.

Madara:

Immediately is thrown off center by this girl’s audacious behavior. Did she just spit at him? Ah hell no! Makes it his personal mission to take her down a few pegs. Absolutely does not tolerate a woman with more balls than him. Tries to subdue her, but she is too quick it seems. ‘Another Sharingan wielder, I see.’

Heh. Yeaaa, he is going to pretend like her insubordination or her being almost equally matched isn’t a huge turn on, this girl is just so brazen. She wears male captains livery and it drives him wild to no end wondering what she would look like in his. Madara will not admit any of that though, it would be accepting defeat. Oozes clan pride as she counters his every advance on her. If he was two steps ahead, it felt like she was six.

Obito:

Lol. Why am I like this with him? The second this girl overpowers him he is embarrassingly hard and emotionally stunted. She just gracefully kicked his ass and made a fool out of him! So he is going to avoid her at all costs, watching her from the shadows. Just…waiting to be her personal punching bag again. Lol. Anything to feel her soft hands on him. She is smart, Obi not so much. Catches on to his little game and says, ‘I think you just want me to put you out.’

‘Yes.’ Which is a complete understatement.

Shisui:

Let’s not bullshit here, Shisui was a bit worried when she made to fist him in the dick. He yielded as a last resort, those are incredibly sensitive and precious to him. They hold his next of kin, that and, he memory served him well. That shit fucking hurt. Offers this girl his hand as a truce, and then pulls her in to ask if she would go on a date with him. Heh. Yea, she would. A girl that wasn’t afraid to get a little dirty and even fight a bit unfair was someone he needed to have close. Not make an enemy of, probably almost falls in love with her if she picks some of the gravel off his shirt too.

Itachi:

Oof. Did this girl really tell him to eat shit? That’s the most profane language he’s ever heard out of a woman’s mouth. Itachi is good mannered, a genius and a gentleman. Though some weird feeling in the depths of him has his interests piqued. She didn’t act anything like your average kunoichi. Enjoyed pushing his buttons and Itachi liked the push and pull. Purposely widened the threshold of how far he could play this little cat and mouse game.

[dilfl0v3rss]

tutor

summary: you were struggling with understanding you latest lesson and you had a big crush on yelena. so to help you out your best friend, who also happened to be her roomate, got her to “tutor” you….

cw: wxw, smut

word count: 1.2k

you never expected your night to go like this. you were struggling horribly with grasping the concept the different tailed tests, and you needed to understand them if you wanted to pass your stats exam. you were nearly crying in your room with your friend ony on the phone. “y/n i swear to god it’s not that hard. you jus gotta listen” you whined out loud, already mad that you keep getting the answer wrong, but now that he was trying to say you weren’t listening when you were clearly trying made you very upset. “ony i am tryingggg. it’s too harddd”

an idea popped up in his head. ony knew how big of a crush you had on his roommate so he decided to kill two birds with one stone. “aight ion got the patience f’this, but i know who do. come over and i’ll have lena help you since she passed that class with an A.” your eyes widened at his words, thighs already clenching together at the thought of the tall blonde girl being anywhere near you. ony could practically feel your shyness through the phone, already setting it up quickly before you could say no. “lena you mind if suge comes over and you help her wit her stats work? she right here”

before you knew it yelena had the phone in her hand. neck tattoos dancing along her bright skin as she looked down at the phone with low red eyes. “what lesson is it?” she mumbled, a bored expression on her face as she awaited your response. “t-tests of hypo…hypotheses” she nodded her head, a small “hmm” leaving her throat at she thought about something. “yea i still got my notes f’that. i can help you” your face lit up before the phone was given back to ony. he gave you a knowing look before hanging up to let you get ready.

you changed into something more presentable before heading straight to their apartment. “got here quick suge, you excited for sum?” ony teased, earning him a punch on the shoulder before you walked deeper into their apartment. you plopped down on the couch, taking your books and stuff out your bag before pulling out your phone. you figured yelena was in her room, towel on her shoulders as she dried her hair. the thought of it making your thighs clench again before you were snapped out of your daze by the sound of the door opening.

“where you going” you asked as you watched ony look turn towards you from the front door. “where you think i’m going” you rolled your eyes as he left, probably to go get his dick wet by some random in his phone or his little fuck buddy connie. your attention was brought back to your phone. thumbs tapping quickly as you sent ony a text to be safe.

“you ready?” deep voice startling you as you quickly turned your head around towards her. yelena laughed at your frightened state, lifting her hands up in surrender as she spoke. “my bad my bad. ian know you was scary like that” you rolled your eyes, giggling too as you turned back around and waited for her to join you on the couch. as she sat down you found yourself getting put in a little trance. her black t shirt contrasting the silver chain around her neck while her grey sweats sat a little baggy on her thighs. tattoos gracing her hands and arms all the way to her neck as she nonchalantly scrolled on her phone.

“s’rude to stare” she mumbled, making you quickly move your gaze to your books. “my bad, let’s get started. i need t’pass this test or my moms gonna take my car” and smirk planted on yelena’s pink lips as she raised an eyebrow. her gaze never leaving her screen as she spoke. “ain’t you in college? why mommy and daddy still running your life” you shrugged your shoulders, taking a long sigh before turning back towards her. “they’re just…protective. they like t’know everything i got going on” her gaze finally met yours, lips still in that pretty smirk as her low red eyes raked up and down your body. “do mommy and daddy know y’like girls?” her question making a low gasp fly from your lips, your eyes instantly looking away from her intoxicated ones before you shook your head. “n-no”

before you knew it yelena’s hand was bringing your face back towards hers. her dark grey eyes staring into your pretty brown ones as if she were searching for something. “y’know i know you like me right? ony been told me so why you tryna hide it” you were stunned, of course ony’s big mouthed ass would snitch on you, but now that she knows what happens now? does she feel the same? does she already have a girlfriend? does she have a type? your mind was asking a million questions a minute. all being shut down from her next words. “c’mere” yelena mumbled, her big hand patting her lap for you to crawl into.

your body moved on its own, eagerly straddling her while she kept her hands gripped on your waist. “say i did like you…how would that work? you ever fucked a girl before?” you shook your head, making her chuckle as she took in your ashamed face. “that’s fine i guess. i can make you my little slut” you gasped at her crude words, averting your gaze to her chain as you spoke. “i can learn tho” yelena brought your chin up with her inked hand, staring into your eyes with a sexy grin. “lemme show you how i do it first”

“aaughhh lena yo-your fingers….s’too muchhh” you whined, tears all over your cheeks as you pulled on the blonde hair between your thighs. yelena was hard at work sucking, slurping, licking, and occasionally slapping the best parts of you. it was all great at first, the feeling of her long fingers fucking you to two orgasms in less than thirty minutes. but everything went downhill when she brought her mouth into the mix, the extra stimulation making your cute body tremble as you tried your best you push her head and inch away from her on the soaked couch.

“how you gon learn if you don’t let me teach you baby? you gotta let me work or you can’t be my slut” her deep voice brought a tingle to your spine as you watched her slowly lick from your entrance to your clit. dark grey eyes sexily looking into yours as yelena watched each of your expressions as she devoured your pussy. there was no way you could hold it any longer, your essence flying out of you and onto the bottom of her face as you let out a loud scream. yelena just continued fingering you quickly with one hand and rubbing quickly on your clit with the other so more of your juices could fly. “there you go pretty girl, bet you never did that before” she mumbled. you didn’t get the chance to tell her she was right before you were thrown over her shoulder. her 6’3 figure holding you high above the ground as she walked to her room.

“now ima show you how t’really use a vibrator”

[multifandomqueen2002]

Title: Weight of Affection

Plus size!Reader x Bay!Raph

A/N: I know this is a short drabble, but I'm working on my writing skills and would appreciate some feedback or tips if you guys have any🥺💕

Warnings: None?

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Raphael grunted as he lifted the heavy weights in the makeshift gym in their sewer lair. Beads of sweat trickled down his forehead, his muscles straining with each repetition. The clang of metal against metal filled the air, echoing off the walls as he tried to distract himself from the constant thoughts of you

Ever since you stumbled into their lives, he couldn't shake the image of your smile, the way your eyes lit up when you laughed. And your body—curves that he found himself admiring more than he'd care to admit. But he knew he had no chance. You were too good for a mutant like him.

"Raph, you're gonna break something if you keep lifting like that," Leonardo's voice broke through his thoughts as he entered the gym, followed closely by Mikey and Donnie.

Raph grunted in response, dropping the weights with a thud. "Just trying to keep busy," he muttered, wiping the sweat from his brow.

Mikey bounced over, a mischievous grin on his face. "Or maybe you're just trying to impress someone," he teased, nudging Raph with his elbow.

Raph scowled, but couldn't deny the truth in Mikey's words. "Yeah, right. Mind ur business, will ya?"

Donnie stepped forward, adjusting his glasses. "You never know, Raph. Love comes in all shapes and sizes."

Raph snorted, but the words lingered in his mind as he watched you from across the room, chatting with April. Your laughter echoed in his ears, and he couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy.

Later that night, after everyone had gone to bed, Raph found himself back in the gym, punching the heavy bag with all his might. Each blow was fueled by frustration and longing, his thoughts consumed by you.

"Hey, Raph."

He froze at the sound of your voice, turning to see you standing in the doorway, a hesitant smile on your face.

"Thought ya already left" he stated, trying to ignore the way his heart raced at the sight of you.

"Without saying goodbye?" You giggled.

Shrugging, you stepping closer. "Leo said it was late and suggested I can spend the night. Mind if I join you?"

Raph nodded, trying to keep his composure as you moved to stand beside him. The two of you fell into a comfortable silence, the only sound the rhythmic thud of fists against leather.

After a while, you spoke up, your voice soft. "Raph, can I ask you something?"

He nodded, unable to tear his gaze away from you.

"You've been acting strange lately. Is everything okay?"

Raph hesitated, unsure of how to respond. But then he looked into your eyes, and the words spilled out before he could stop them.

"Nah Tiger, Never been better" he took another swing.

"You sure? I kind of feel like you avoid me sometimes"

He stops, and slightly turned to you. "Avoid ya?"

"Yea, when Im here you barely leave the gym" you chuckled.

He took a deep breath, "Look," he started.

"I... I've been thinking about you a lot. Like, a lot. And not just as a friend."

Your eyes widened in surprise, and Raph felt his cheeks flush beneath his mask.

"You... you have?" you whispered, your voice barely above a whisper.

He nodded, his heart pounding in his chest. "Yeah. I think... I think I..."

Finally it came crashing out.

"I'm love with you, Ok?"

There was a moment of silence as you processed his words, standing up you walked to him.

As you stepped closer, reaching out to gently cup his cheek.

"I think I feel the same way," you admitted, your voice barely audible over the sound of his racing heart.

And then, without another word, you leaned in and pressed your lips to his, the weight of your affection finally lifting the burden from his shoulders.

[wttcsms]

Hihi i saw ur request box was open & i just couldnt resist! A big confession to make here, uhh ive been such a big fan of u and yr writings and also u were the v first fanfic blog i came across a couple years ago so yea, u literally open my third eye to a whole new world of fics👉👈 🥺

i feel like you havent written angst in a while–and bc i miss ur angsty haikyuu fics– sooo could i request post-breakup college!au with atsumu or iwai (honestly anyone who'd best fit the scenario cuz i trust ur characterization👌) abt the aftermath of the breakup, them seeing us on campus and unconsciously following us with their eyes, reschin to help out on instinct only to realize theyre no longer together, thinking about what could've been just reminisce reminisce

ahhhh im sry honestly dont know how to expand more on the idea

thank you for stealing my ficvirginity😃

pairing atsumu miya x f!reader word count 2.1k content contains exes still in love, college!au, mutual pining author's notes hi <3 i remember you (eycee, right?). don't be a stranger! you can always dm me and say hello :) thank you for the constant support. not sure if this fic is angsty enough, but i wanted yours to be the first req i do <3

“Hi, welcome in! Let me know if— Oh.”

Your voice falters, recognition and maybe even something similar to embarrassment flits across your face, and a split second later, you go back to smiling like nothing’s wrong. Like the two of you haven’t spent the better half of this month actively avoiding each other at all costs, even though the sprawling acres of the University of Tokyo suddenly feels too small. The entirety of Japan has felt too small ever since it became his mission to never cross paths with you ever again. 

This mission of his started just a little over two weeks ago, on the very same day you decide to use his heart as your own punching bag. The worst part of it all, though, is the fact that he doesn’t even hold any type of contempt for you. It’s a cruel sort of joke; sometimes, Atsumu Miya feels like everything bad that happens to him is just some sort of sick punchline in a sitcom instead of real life. 

Usually, when girlfriends find out their high school sweetheart is going to be a wildly successful (and rich) professional athlete, they’ll do anything in their power to hang onto him.

You decided to snip the invisible string tying the two of you together, and you did it so effortlessly, so quickly, that Atsumu had to make sure that he hadn’t been imagining the last four years of your relationship. 

He’s got his hands shoved in his pockets, and he’s torn between staring at you like a total creep or looking at everything in the campus bookstore but you. He settles for the former, scared that this will be his last opportunity to really look at you. 

Neither of you is saying anything. It’s a Saturday and so no one else is even in the bookstore this morning, and Atsumu wants to say something, anything, but he’s never been that great at carefully picking his words, and he’s scared out of his mind that he’ll say something stupid and prove once and for all that you had been right to break up with him. Better yet, he wants you to say something. He wants you to give him a better explanation instead of the bullshit you told him in his apartment. 

We just want different things.

What does that even mean? He thinks he would have shouted out that question, if only your little break up speech hadn’t caught him so off guard. Different things? The two of you wanted different things? Sure, Atsumu likes to sleep in a freezing cold apartment, and you need the room to actually be at a reasonable temperature. And maybe Atsumu has a penchant for overly fried, greasy foods when all you want (and deserve) is a fancy dinner. Maybe Atsumu wants to be at a sports store instead of browsing aisle after aisle in Sephora, but he doubts these different wants have accumulated so much that you felt you had no choice but to break his heart. 

“Hey, Miya.” You say it softly, dropping the perky customer service voice you greeted him with before you turned around and realized who he was. And he flinches. He fucking visibly cringes at the way you speak to him, walking on eggshells and going back to formalities like he’s barely above a stranger to you.

Miya.

(Did you know that he wanted to make that your last name?

Do you know that he still does, even now?)

“Hey,” he replies back, curling his fingers into fists inside his pocket. He thinks his voice comes out all scratchy, like how it always sounds when you don’t use your voice nearly enough. He clears his throat awkwardly. Everything feels awkward; everything feels wrong. He says “hey”, but what he really means to say is please don’t call me Miya; you know the color of my toothbrush, you don’t have to call me Miya. 

“Were you looking for something?” 

You.

Subconsciously, Atsumu finds himself seeking you out. He walks by another girl on campus and almost breaks his neck with the speed he turns around to catch a whiff of the perfume wafting from her body because he swears it’s the same fragrance you favor. He walks by the building that houses all the classrooms for your specific major, even though it’s located on the opposite side of his own classes because he secretly hopes against all hope that he’ll run into you, and you’ll see him and fall in love with him again. He goes to the same restaurants the two of you frequently ate at together, and he orders your usual because you can never finish your entire meal and always have him finish off the leftovers for you (and the food is always good, but somehow it doesn’t taste the same when your utensils haven’t touched it first). And he doesn’t even need to be here, doesn’t even care enough about his stupid class to go out of his way to buy the study guide, but he knows you’ve started picking up the weekend shifts at the campus bookstore, and suddenly, he cares enough about passing to get the damn study guide. 

He shrugs. “Just some stupid workbook to study for an upcoming exam, but it’s not that serious.” 

“Oh. Is Dr. Furata giving you a hard time again?” 

“How do you do that?” Atsumu blurts out, wanting to kick himself for giving too much of himself away. You already own every centimeter of his heart and maybe his soul. You don’t need anything else from him; he’s almost certain there’s nothing left for him to give you, but he can’t help but impulsively ask the damn question that’s been running through his mind ever since you left him behind. 

Did you know that when you’re confused, your brows furrow together, and you get this adorable, endearing crinkle in between them? Do you know that he still finds that same expression as cute as he did when you still called yourself his girlfriend? 

“What are you talking about?” 

How can you just stand there and act like you never crushed his heart? How do you wake up in the morning and not feel like your life is missing something important, like you’ll never feel whole again? How can you keep him wrapped around your finger, and then have the audacity to not even realize it? How did you let him go so quickly? 

Practicing caution, he swallows hard before clarifying, “How do you know everything?” Because if you can act like he’s just a polite acquaintance, like he’s nothing more than another fellow classmate, he can try to play pretend too. He can act like there’s not enough history between the two of you to fill up every damn textbook in this stupid store. “Yeah, Dr. Furata’s been on everyone’s ass. Somethin’ about midterm grades being worth a quarter of our overall grade.” 

“Believe me, you’re not the first victim of Dr. Furata’s to come wandering in the store. I think I have a few more of the workbooks he suggested in stock. Let me go check.” 

It’s instinct at this point for Atsumu to just follow you. If he uses his imagination, it’s almost like he’s back to browsing in a makeup store, walking aimlessly in every aisle, following you loyally because he’s happy to have you lead the way and he doesn’t care where he ends up, so long as you’re there with him. 

But this isn’t an afternoon date with you. This is him following a bookstore employee. After you find that study guide, which is really nothing more than his flimsy excuse for seeking you out, you’re going to ask him “card or cash?”, ring him up at the register, and he’s going to walk out that door and have to act like he’s still not in love with you. All the while, you’re doing fine. You’re fine right now, and you’re going to be fine when he leaves, and you’re probably going to be fine, five years down the line, when you’re happy with someone else and Atsumu is alone because in this little hypothetical, he still hasn’t gotten over you.

He is trailing behind you in this bookstore, and your back is facing him, and he’s panicking because he doesn’t think he’s capable of not loving you. 

Just two weeks ago, you knew him better than anyone else in the world, maybe even better than Osamu, perhaps even better than he knows himself. Now, you just give him a polite smile as you grab the small stool to reach the books located at the very top of the shelf. 

“God, I hate the way we organize everything in the store.” You say, lightheartedly complaining. He knows you do. He knows because he’s known you for nearly a decade. The two of you have grown up together. You made this same complaint sprawled out on the couch in his apartment. 

When he doesn’t reply, you look down to see if something’s the matter, only to do it too quickly that you find yourself losing your balance. Before you can come crashing to the floor, Atsumu is quick to catch you, and you pretend that his protective embrace isn’t comforting. You pretend not to notice that he’s wearing the cologne you bought him for Christmas last year, and you continue to pretend that you don’t miss him at all, that you don’t still love him. 

And for a second, the two of you both pretend that you’re still with each other. That it’s perfectly okay to savor this intimate moment, that his arms wrapped around your body right now isn’t awkward in the slightest. He’s staring at you with a sort of starstruck, boylike wonder, and it’s so familiar, so sweet, because it’s the way he always used to look at you. His lips part slightly, like he’s about to say something, and—

The loud ring! interrupts whatever moment the two of you are sharing, and you nearly jump out of his arms. You hear the distinct footsteps of another student, and you adjust your shirt before remembering where the two of you are — what the two of you are. Not a couple. Barely even friends. Just a bookstore employee and a student that needs a book. That’s all the two of you are allowed to be.

“I should probably go check up front and make sure they don’t need any help.” You tell him, biting down on your lip. “Anyway, did you need anything else, or would you like me to check you out right now?” 

He blinks a few times, as if still in a daze. “Uh, yeah, sure.” The tips of his ears are flushed a light pink. “Y-yeah, I’m done here.” 

The two of you practically race each other to the front of the store, and you step behind the counter to scan his workbook. He drums his fingers, looking around the store. When he’s nervous, he likes to be moving. You know this. 

Just looking for an excuse to use his hands, Atsumu mindlessly picks a pack of gum off a nearby rack and slides it towards you so you can also scan it. You know you shouldn’t say it. You know it’s supposed to be a clean break. Instead, you tell him, 

“Actually, if you want, I have the fruit variety flavor.” 

“Huh?” This catches his attention. 

You reach into one of the boxes that have just been shipped to the store, rummaging through a tiny one before revealing a shiny, new package of gum, this one advertising all the flavors based on tropical fruits. “Would you rather have this one?” 

“Oh, yeah!” As if truly forgetting what the two of you actually are (exes, strangers with too much history, two people still pretending like they’re not in love), his eyes light up. “How did you kno—” He doesn’t finish the question. He knows the answer to the question. 

You’re quick to finish ringing him up, the “polite strangers” illusion being completely shattered. It’s obvious, really, that there are always going to be parts of Atsumu that still live deep inside of you. You can only hope that this isn’t the case for him. 

You hand him the bag, and when he grabs it from you, your fingers just barely graze each other’s. Atsumu is scared — scared that this might be the last time he ever feels your touch. 

And because you’re a glutton for punishment, you find yourself telling him,

“Don’t be a stranger.”

You can’t tell who’s more devastated: you or him.

[buffyromanoff]

Little By Little

Summary: Your girlfriend is dealing with ptsd after a difficult secret mission and its your duty to let her know she doesn't have to hide her pain from you. This is a sequel to ''Let it out'' but also works as a oneshot so don't worry if you havent read it ;)

Warnings: Ptsd related panic attack.

Genre: Slight angst, fluffy comfort

Word count: 1114

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The small but heavy paws of Liho walking all over your body woke you up. "Mghrr," you mumbled sleepily. "Morning, sweetheart," Nat said as she gave you a soft kiss on the forehead. Last night, she had fallen asleep in your arms, but now you were the one being held by her strong embrace.

"Your cat hates me," your groggy voice said, making her laugh.

"Well, technically it's our cat now."

Liho curled up next to her, purring.

"Are you feeling better today, Natty?"

She smiled. "You're pretty darn cute when you wake up, malyshka." Of course, she ignored the question. "Also, when you call me Natty, it makes me feel young again… It's weird how the smallest gestures can make such a big difference, isn't it?"

You yawned before sitting up and kissing your girlfriend on her plump lips. "Oh, okay grandma," you teased her.

"Oh, c'mon y/n, you know what I mean, silly."

You knew Natasha had a dark past and it made you emotional to have these little cute moments with her at home. You knew she felt the same way. She longed for a normal domestic life and loved being part of a family, no matter how small or big. Right now, having Liho and you was more than enough for her.

After some morning cuddles, you got up and made breakfast for the two of you. The need to demand her to open up and tell you what happened during her last mission was extremely strong, but you knew you didn't want to push her, considering her current mental state and the bad panic attack she had last night.

"You know you can tell me anything, right? Nothing you say is ever going to scare me or push me away, you know?" God, you were not subtle.

"Mhm," she nodded and then continued eating her pancakes in silence. "Thanks for breakfast." She stood up, giving you a quick kiss on the head before leaving the kitchen.

"She's mad, great job, y/n," you thought to yourself. Why couldn't you just leave her alone? Why couldn't you let her come to you instead of pushing her to talk? Although… you just told her that you were there for her. That's not bad, is it?

In an attempt to stop overthinking, you decided to go grocery shopping.

"Nat?" You peeked into the home gym you and Nat had. She was boxing. Her punches were frantic,and sweat was covering her bruised skin. "Yea?" Her fists still swinging. "Going to the store, do you need anything?" you asked her.

"Nope."

"You sure?"

"Mhm."

"You're absolutely sure you don't need anything?" It was clear you were not just talking about groceries.

Natasha stopped punching the bag and walked towards you, putting her hand on your shoulder. "I'm alright, babe. Go ahead. I promise I'll be less sweaty when you come back."

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You opened the door, holding paper bags filled with groceries, letting some of them drop to the floor. "Shit."

Nat walked in, letting out a small chuckle. "Here, let me help you." She grabbed the bags and started sorting them out.

"You smell good," you kissed her hello, "no stinky gym stench," you joked, making her laugh. "Exactly as I promised," she replied.

"Gonna make some coffee, you want some?" You looked at her and smiled. "You know I always do."

The two of you were sitting on the couch, drinking coffee and watching some random TV show.

"That guy kinda looks like Tony, don't you think?" you said, pointing to the TV.

"I went back to the red room," Natasha let out a nervous sigh, "He's dead now."

She definitely took you by surprise.

"You mean Dreyk-" Nat interrupted you before you could finish saying the evil man's name. "Yeah…and his daughter—all the other widows, they're free now." The redhead was doing her best to keep it together.

"Oh my goodness, Nat…that's great news!" You were expecting her to smile back at you, but she didn't.

"I want to tell you more about it. I don't ever want you to feel like I don't trust you enough to share my feelings, but-"

"Baby, it's okay. I know it's hard for you to open up. I'm so proud of you for trying," you spoke in the sweetest tone.

She was trying to say something, but her breathing was accelerating, and tears welled up in her eyes.

"Hey, hey, c'mere, baby, you're alright." You pulled her close to you, wrapping her in a tight embrace. "I love you so much, remember to breathe in deep and then let it out slowly, okay?" Luckily, it was easier for her to calm down, considering there was no sensory trigger this time.

"I don't know what I would do without you, y/n." It was still strange for you to see your girlfriend in such a vulnerable state, but that just made you realize how much you truly loved her and that you were willing to do anything to protect her.

"I don't know what I would do without you, Natty."

The TV show kept playing in the background as the two of you snuggled, and of course, Liho joined you.

"Y/n, I forgot to tell you something," Nat said.

"You can tell me more about it tomorrow. Take your time, darling." You caressed her cheek with your fingers.

"No, no, it's something else." Her tone was definitely different now, more relaxed.

"Oh, okay then, spill." You replied with curiosity.

"My… my family is coming to visit," she looked you in the eyes.

"Cool! I haven't seen them in AGES! I actually have something I want to give to Steve, an old vinyl he might like-"

"No, it's not them… it's my other family," she said, and you couldn't look more confused. "From Russia."

"WHAT?! How come you never talked to me about them?!" You were shocked but mostly excited by this new information, and that made your girlfriend smile. "I have a younger sister, Yelena. I feel you'll get along."

"Oh my god?! When is she coming? When are THEY coming? Oh, and is she a widow like you? Is-"

"Okay, okay, slow down there, detective," Nat interrupted. "Yes, she is a widow like me. And they're coming over next week. Yelena, Melina, and Alexei."

"I'm so excited, Natty." You hugged her.

"I don't know if I am, to be honest… they can be quite embarrassing," she let out a nervous chuckle.

"Oh, then I'm even more excited. Can't wait to hear embarrassing stories about you," you teased, and she shook her head. "Oh, I'm SO gonna regret this."

[bitkahuna]

“Didn’t your cousin Frodo turn sixteen today?”

Bilbo Baggins turned to glance back at one of the hobbits whose name he didn’t really know. The guy was familiar, but Bilbo couldn’t quite place him. “His party was earlier, with the other fauntlings.”

“Who does he stay with, nowadays?”

Bilbo only shrugged. “His aunt Dora.” He was maybe half-sure of the fact. Last he was notified, at least, it was Frodo’s aunt Dora.

“Didn’t work out with his uncle?”

“No, Dudo’s got enough on his hands with Daisy.”

“Well, what about his cousin Posco?”

Bilbo snorted. “Peony was not interested in a little brother.” She was twenty-eight and probably one of the brattiest girls that Bilbo had ever seen. Knowing her kind and level-headed mother, Bilbo was almost shocked the two were related.

“Oh, that Peony’s a monster.”

“Right monster, that one.”

“You’ve got him running errands for you, yea?”

“Yea.” Bilbo gave a nod. He looked around the orchard, knowing there was a small pond somewhere. He made a left turn and the group followed. He could faintly hear frogs. “I leave money and a market list outside my door on Sundays. He goes down and brings me back what I need.”

Rosamunda made a face. “You don’t even talk to him?”

“Not really.” Bilbo then looked around a bit more before he was able to place the sound of the frogs. He led the group towards them. But in that moment of silence, he cracked a smile, remembering something. “He tried to break in last week to try and talk to me.”

“What’d you do?” She asked.

“I hit him with a bug swatter till he crawled back out the window.”

“Poor bastard.” The hobbit, whose name Bilbo didn’t know, began to chuckle. “Think Frodo’ll ever chill out?”

“Eventually.” Bilbo shrugged. “He’s only sixteen.” And his parents only died last year.

“No doubt Dora’s getting sick of him. You know it’s always the same story. You’d think he’d have figured it out by now. If he weren’t such a problem, someone would actually want hi-”

Bilbo punched the hobbit square in the face. He felt something yield under his fist. Some strange squish. “You get my cousin’s name out of your fucking mouth.”

The hobbit staggered back, nursing his bloody nose.

“Bilbo!” Rosamunda gasped in surprise.

He ignored her. “You don’t talk about my cousin like that. You got it?”

The hobbit frantically nodded, tears streaming down his face and blood flowing down his wrist from where he held his nose.

“I- come on. I’ll get you out of here.” Rosamunda said to the injured hobbit, escorting him back to the party.

Bilbo looked at who remained: Primrose, Doderic, and another hobbit whose name he wasn’t sure of. Silence fell over them in the orchard. It was heavy.

But it broke when Primrose flashed him a grin. “Pretty badass, Baggins. Just like your mum.”

Relief washed over him at the approval. He didn’t want to care about their approval. He didn’t want their perception of him to matter. But it did. So he decided to just consider himself lucky and move on.

Making it down to the lake, Doderic and Primrose sat by the pond while the third went off to find somewhere to relieve herself. Bilbo and his friends decided to wait for her before they started smoking, not wanting to have used it all up. Especially since Bilbo was the only one who had brought a pipe.

“Are you sure we can trust it?” Doderic would ask, eyeing the bag. “It’s got dwarf language on it.”

But Bilbo only shrugged, skipping stones across the water. “Weed is weed.” He spoke with a grunt of effort, tossing another stone. “You don’t have to if you don’t want to.”

“Well … I will if everyone else is.”

“You smelt it, Doddy.” Primrose reminded. “Smells normal.”

“Smells strong.” The concerned hobbit corrected. “That’s what I’m worried about.”

“You don’t have to smoke. You can chill.” Bilbo said as he threw another stone. He stretched his arms a bit before undoing his vest, dropping it to the dirt with an unceremonious thud.

“You didn’t have to punch Theod.”

Bilbo looked around, confused by the small voice. Then, he turned indignant at the sharp thud to his head. “What the hell?” His eyes spied movement in an apple tree. “Did you just throw a fucking rock at me?”

“No. It was a rotten apple.”

The hobbit stormed over and grabbed the figure in the tree, yanking them down only to reveal a familiar head of curls. He blinked, his anger awash with confusion. “Shouldn’t you be with your aunt Dora?”

Frodo only shrugged, brushing himself off from where he was yanked out of a tree. He looked up at his older cousin with a small smile. “I had something to do.”

The older scoffed. “Loitering or going to an adults-only party?”

But the younger hobbit only made a face. “No. I saw Lobelia there and left. Didn’t know you lot were coming into the orchard.”

“Does your aunt know where you are?”

“No.”

“Then go home before she thinks you’re missing and tears down half the Shire looking for you!”

Frodo rolled his eyes. “She’s asleep.”

“You shouldn’t bet on that for more than an hour.”

“It’s only been half.”

Bilbo took a deep breath, crossing his arms. “Well, what the hell do you want, then?”

“It’s our birthday.”

“Obviously.”

“Here.”

Bilbo blinked at the opened envelope being jabbed into his torso. He almost seemed to glare at it before taking it from the other. “Did you … what the hell is this?”

“How about you open it instead of asking stupid questions.”

Bilbo rolled his eyes, debating on the ethics of punting a child. “Whatever.”

“Thanks, by the way.”

“For what?” He asked as he examined the back of the envelope. ‘To: Dora Baggins’

“Punching Theod.”

“Yea, well.” He flipped it back over, very confused as to why he was being given Dora’s mail. “Nobody should talk about you like that.” Though, from the writing, the letter was old. Very old. “Where the hell did you get this?”

“Her recipe book.”

Bilbo froze for a second, now very unsure of where this was going. But as his stillness dragged on, he was suddenly overcome and immediately ripped the envelope open.

‘Dearest cousin Dora,’

In his mother’s handwriting.

The hobbit stiffened, skimming past the greetings and blinking fast when he saw it. The recipe. His mother’s honey cakes.

“I- how … how did you know about this?” He swallowed.

“Dora said she got a lot of her recipes from family. I was looking through a recipe book she doesn’t use and saw it.” Frodo shrugged. “I know the story and everything. I know you’re sad because other people don’t make them like her … so …” He looked away, seeming less and less sure of himself. “I didn’t realize … until I saw Lobelia … I know it might not be good. I just thought you might want to have it and I know that we aren’t really like, I mean, we’re cousins, and I do your shopping, but I know we aren’t really family, but it’s your thirty-third, and so I wanted to give you something, but I don’t really know what you like, and I don’t think anyone really does, and this was all I c-”

“Don’t.”

Bilbo wasn’t sure what he meant when he said that. But as he looked down at his cousin, who couldn’t even look him in the eye, and then over at his mother’s letter, some overwhelming rumble came in his chest. He didn’t know if it was happy, or sad, or entirely numb. But it was something. And some piece of himself slotting back into place.

“Do you want to help?”

“What?” Frodo finally looked up at Bilbo, some mix of upset and fear.

“I- after … on Sunday. After shopping.” He swallowed, shifting where he stood as some strange feeling came over him, and he had entirely no idea what to do with it. “Do you want to help me try to bake them?” He stared at Frodo’s stunned expression before scratching the back of his head. The rumble in his chest turned over to a sharp anxiety. “I-I could, like, make tea or something.” Now, it was he who couldn’t look the other in the eyes. “You don’t have to come in through the window this time.”

Frodo blinked, biting the inside of his cheek. “What if I preferred coming in through the windo-”

“Yes or no, Frodo.”

“Yes!”

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Chapter 52 of Yavanna, Guide Me on AO3