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binniebakery · 4 months

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Lover

nonidol!au soobin x gn!reader fluff established relationship ♡ Summary: based off of taylor swift's lover !!! soobin is being the gentleman he is, neither of you know how to not be sick🤨 ♡ Warnings: tall soobin agenda??, reader gets called cute, someone's a little sick smh, lmk if theres something im missing! ♡ A/N: second fic wow.. l! this was a little self-indulgent but I really hope yall enjoy! idk if someone has done this before im sorry adsfasdf this song smacks and soobin is so lover coded i had to put my thoughts down asap (erm also not proofread so!!! 😻😻)

You were never really a morning person. It was a Saturday, why would the sun be so cruel as to wake you up as it shone through the beige curtains of your bedroom? As soon as your lashes fluttered open you realized that the blanket had been pulled away from you, only covering half of your shivering body. Sure winter was coming to an end soon, but snow still covered the ground outside and the warmth of your sleeping boyfriend’s body seemed more inviting than ever. You flipped around to catch Soobin softly asleep. His hair was messily fluffed around as one arm rested above his head, the other mistakingly holding on to the bunched-up blanket that was meant to cover your side of the bed instead of holding you. You couldn’t possibly be mad at someone for stealing your blanket when he slept like such an innocent angel. After all, you knew any other time he would be willing to give you the entire thing just for you to stay warm. And there’s this dazzling haze, a mysterious way about you dear.

Smiling as you wrapped your arm around his side, you leaned in to press your forehead against his. Of course, just softly enough so he wouldn’t wake up. The sun’s rays hardly peeked into the room but it was enough to perfectly land on his features and highlight his button nose as Soobin occasionally sniffled in his sleep. His dark hair and lashes a lighter color from being showered in sunlight. Work had been stressing him out more than usual lately and he finally was able to get a few days off. Just in time for him to start catching a cold. Luckily, you being the cautious couple you are, were able to catch the symptoms in time and he had been recovering quite quickly. That’s when it hit you that you needed to walk to the nearest market to restock the tea he had been drinking for dear life to help with his scratchy throat.

You pressed a kiss onto his forehead and as carefully and quietly as you could, sat up from your bed. Right as you were about to slip a foot onto the cold floor, you felt a large hand lazily reach for you, lightly dragging an index finger down your arm in soft protest. “Mm hey, where you going?” a soft mumble could be heard from the once sleeping giant that lay beside you. You turned to see Soobin forming a soft pout. “Just to the store really quickly Binnie. Need to get you some more tea for your throat.” you responded, softly poking his doughy cheek. “So.. you’re going without me?” his pout was now more prominent than ever, cutely contrasting his deep and groggy voice. “Soobin, you’re still recovering. I don’t want to reverse that” you sighed. Your boyfriend was now tugging at the hem of your sweater. How can someone be so endearing? “It’s fine, justmythroa-” he wasn’t even able to finish his sentence as he coughed and reached over to grab the half-empty water bottle that sat on the nightstand. Can I go where you go?

“Please.. I feel fine I swear y/n. I’ll wear a mask and everything. Can’t have you going by yourself.” he pleaded with a soft smile. You knew Soobin was clingy when he got sick, but it was obvious this time that he wanted to make up as much time as he could for how busy he had been the past month. How could you say no? Can we always stay this close? You made sure your boyfriend was wrapped as tightly and warmly as possible. Holding onto him tightly as you walked down the street. The urge to constantly adjust his scarf every few seconds scratching at your brain. You looked up at him to see Soobin smiling fondly down at you. “What? Toothpaste on my mouth?” you tilted your head. Soobin chuckles and shakes his head. “No, you just are extra cute today, nothing new.” Forever and ever.

On your way back to your apartment, you felt your own throat begin to feel sore and itchy. Most likely due to the reason that you weren’t wearing a scarf yourself. Not wanting to alert the overprotective giant bunny walking beside you, you (not so) discretely coughed into the arm that wasn’t currently wrapped around your boyfriend as soon as a loud gust of wind whooshed by. On instinct, Soobin immediately stopped in his steps. “Did you just cough?” he said as he stared you down. “No- I-.. okay yes sorry I just don't want you to think I’m si-” Before you could continue you felt warmth wrap around your neck. “Binnie! What are you doing?! You’re going to get sick again!” Ladies and gentlemen, will you please stand? “Hey, hey, don’t fuss you need it more, I already feel better just being with you. Plus, we’re already here.” Soobin pointed out as you realized you were only across the street from your apartment. Smiling softly, you intertwined your cold fingers with his warm ones as you finished your journey back home. Or you could say home was right there in that moment, holding you close and offering his scarf.

With every guitar string scar on my hand take this magnetic force of a man to be my, lover

As your boyfriend quickly put the laundry away, you were just about finished making tea for the both of you. Pouring the tea into your favorite mugs, you felt a warm pair of arms wrap around you. Soft music played on your tv speakers as the snow began to fall outside. “This might be the last time we get snow this year..” you mumbled as Soobin rested his nose into your hair. “Mhmm.. how’s your throat bunny?” he responded. “Hmm.. you know I think I need a kiss better from someone.”

Soobin chuckled, a light smirk on his face as he turned you around to pull you in. “Well, maybe I shouldn’t. After all, you’re getting sick, I’m getting sick-” he teased. “Oh can you please just shut up and give me a kiss” you laughed as you pulled him in. Just like every kiss you had with him and every kiss to come, his lips were sweet and inviting. Your arms wrapped around his neck as he leaned down to wrap his around your waist and lift you up. Swear to be overdramatic and true to my lover Sharing soft laughter and light touches, you both remained protected and oblivious to the harsh cold outside. Winter was getting warmer, not because of spring, but because of your lover.

#tomorrow x together #soobin #soobin fluff #soobin x reader #soobin x y/n #txt fluff #txt imagines #txt scenarios #BakeryTreat♡

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mushroommanstan · 1 year

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How about this: Y/N likes to do yoga poses/stretches in the nude, Tomura wants to get in on that after observing *coughpervingcough* in her closet for so many days

When it first happened, it was an accident.

He was just snooping around your room for the discarded underwear he’d find all over the place when the door suddenly opened and the lights flicked on.

Panicking, he was fortunately right next to your closet, so he just hopped in. Maybe quietly searching for some of your bras in the mean time.

Anyways, you were always an unpredictable person, but he never could have believed that the first thing you did when entering into your room was take your clothes off.

The more you kept undressing, the harder it was to control himself. When you took your bra off it made your tits jiggle in a way that almost had him cumming in his pants, but he stopped himself immediately. No way is he going to blow his load before you even take your pants off.

When you do, all that’s left is your pretty pink panties, and from the slits in the closet door he can clearly see how you’ve soaked through them. He can only dream it was him making you feel that way and it was

You finally pulled your panties off, revealing the last of your perfect skin to him. He gripped his cock harder, strokes going faster and faster as your legs spread farther and farther as you performed the splits for him.

As he looked over your delicate form, your smooth body intentionally straining as you continued stretching, he couldn’t help but feel ashamed. Like he was defiling a work of art. Not that that stopped him, no, instead he pinched and pulled at his balls as punishment, occasionally squeaking from the delicious pain. As you went on, he could feel himself getting close. It had been a long, long time since he’s felt like this, oh god it was going to feel so good! Just a little more and-

You maneuvering into the downward dog position, ass perfectly on display was enough for him to finish. He came so hard his legs quaked, his eyes rolled back and his mouth hung open in a silent scream. He could see white spots from how hard he came, but they didn’t fade, they just got bigger and bigger until-

A loud thunk made you jump, it sounding like it was coming from your closet. You readied yourself as you pulled back the closet doors, figuring it was a raccoon or something, and color you surprised when you saw your passed out boss, dick still out and cum everywhere. Like, this guy jerks off like maybe once every 2 months, so imagine how backed up he was. All over your clothes.

You sighed, looks like you’ll have to redo your laundry. Other than that though, you didn’t really care. If anything, you were flattered. Maybe a little horny. I mean, all those nights of masturbating to him only to find him masturbating to you.

You smiled, picking up your discarded panties and stuffing them in his gaping mouth for when he woke up. Other than that, you just closed said doors and took a shower, business as usual.

Since then, it had become routine. Every Tuesday and Thursday at 7:45, he would scramble into your closet for the show to start. Of course you never told him you knew, that would take the fun out of it. For now, you’d wait for him to muster up the courage and plunge into your wet heat as you “unknowingly” presented it to him. Maybe you “accidentally” leave one of your vibrators in your closet for him to play with, the melodic buzz filling the room and making a shiver go down your spine as you touch yourself right in front of him.

For now, the mental image of him and the shameless noises of him going to town on all your clothes was enough.

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Again, didn’t quite do what you asked, hope that’s ok. I stg I had to write this like twice because Tumblr wouldn’t save. Smh. Anyways, hope you liked it.

#my hero academia #shigaraki tenko #shigaraki fanfiction #shigaraki x reader #shigaraki x y/n #my hero academia shigaraki #boku no hero academia tomura #shigaraki smut #shigaraki tomura #sub shigaraki

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puffcap-factory · 2 months

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Echoes of Silent Respite

(Yone x reader)

Part 2 of "Unspoken Whispers of the Heart"

Yone x reader; angst, some fluff, but still angst.

There’s also Yasuo near the end but he’s more of a cameo. …or maybe not?

(( Yasuo's part here! ))

Words: 2.3k

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This story is the continuation of the previous one, set a few months (or years?) after the reader met Yone, being the azakana hunter. I decided to make this second part more from Yone’s side of perspective. Also, any unsaid details in the story are left for the reader’s interpretation.

I kinda felt bad for Yone smh I decided to make this fic hehe.

I hope you enjoy! :D

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No rest. No sleep. There is no time.

Yone trudged through the forest, panting, the weight of exhaustion evident in each step. The silent winds of the woodland breeze seemed to offer a gentle caress to his cheek as he walked, as if trying to soothe his weary soul.

Many azakana had been running rampant throughout the lands since the war, feasting on any living being who harbored darkness inside their heart, consuming their soul and mind. He had slayed them one by one, yet more of them still seemed to manifest themselves deep in the shadows, multiplying themselves to no end.

He had no idea when this would come to an end - or if it would end at all. Let alone the quest on finding the name of the azakana that had attached itself to his face. He had been learning other azakana’s names, slaying them day by day, while hoping to learn about what he had become in the process.

To free himself of this burden. Yone’s own determination to do that was enough to keep himself going.

But nevertheless, he’d have to admit, this responsibility of his did take a toll on his body and mind. Weariness and doubt – of when this would cease to an end – had crept into him from time to time. Especially like on this very night.

For what purpose am I given another chance to walk this land again, even after death? These thoughts did wander sometimes, as he tried to stay resolute to keep the azakana at bay.

He looked towards the forest clearing as he wandered aimlessly. A hint of orange glimmered on the horizon below the cliff, signaling the approaching sunrise. Taking a deep breath, he made his way towards the nearest opening. The dim light caused him to wince a bit, but amidst the woods, he spotted a small wooden shack just outside the forest’s edge.

A wooden shack by a cliff, just right outside the forest clearings…

The familiarity of the place tugged at his memory, though he couldn’t quite place it. He had wandered across the land so much that smaller details began to blur altogether.

In any case, he wished to admire the sunrise, just for today, quietly, he thought.

He was about to walk towards the cliff when suddenly, he felt a presence that seemed to have occupied the place in front of him. Ready to retreat back into the shadows, a cat suddenly jumped in front of him, stopping him in his tracks. It meowed and purred, circling and rubbing its body against his feet, seemingly fond of him.

Yone instantly recognized the creature at his feet. The white cat with sakura-colored patches of the fur, with green-colored eyes that shone like twin emeralds in the dim light, was indeed the one that had been in the dojo from back in the days. Though the cat had seemingly aged, its sense of familiarity toward him had not changed.

He was just about to crouch down to pet the old feline friend when another figure appeared in front of him, blocking his view of the sunrise.

The figure in front of him was about to unsheathe what seemed to be a dagger, its sheath kept on the left hip, but immediately relaxed their shoulders as that person took a better look at him.

It was you.

“We meet again, friendly stranger,” you said with a smile, your sudden warmth creeping into him, much like the sunrise that was starting to emerge out from the horizon.

He was not sure what to do at this moment, as he stood still, holding his ground. He was pretty sure he had decided that he did not want to interfere further in your life, but honestly… he had been restless.

A fragile figure of yours, yet, had somehow decided on keeping a dagger on your side. The kind healer who had been supporting the dojo, and him. He wondered when you had picked up the way of the blade to defend yourself, as he knew for sure your ability allows you to heal pretty much anything but yourself. He had always thought that he would be the one to protect you, if a certain tragedy had not happened.

War had changed people too much.

He was standing still when the cat decided to leap back to you, purring as it circled around your feet.

“You know, she shows affection only to certain people,” you said with a tender smile as you crouched to the ground to pet the cat. “And… I think she certainly hasn’t forgotten a certain someone’s smell.”

Did you know? Yone did not dare to ask.

“Come,” you finally stood up and extended your hand towards him. “The view is nice during sunrise. You certainly wouldn’t want to miss it.”

Your warmth seeped into him and he felt as though he were ready to surrender himself to you, allowing himself to be enveloped by the warm light. And this time, he was indeed tired. Very tired. He had been wearing the mask for too long, that he was starting to forget the face beneath it, that had longed for a certain warmth.

After a moment of hesitation, Yone took your gentle hand, and you led him outside the forest. As soon as the sunlight bathed him, waves of nostalgic memory fragments hit him hard. This place did truly hold memories back from the past, as he could see the remains of the dojo not too far from the cliff. A place where he and the students would train. A place where he and you would train, albeit casually. It was a flood of bittersweet recollections, reminding him of who he used to be before the weight of the world's burdens settled on his shoulders.

You led him near a bench under the tree, just beside the shack. The abandoned structure, once filled with items for training, now appeared run-down, some parts reduced into broken logs and piles of dust. He sat on the bench, an action that had become very much foreign to him. You took a seat on his left – not too far, but not too close, while gently letting go of his hand. He kept his gaze down at his hands, still feeling the lingering warmth on his palm as the cat suddenly climbed onto his lap and curled itself up. He couldn’t help but pet it gently.

“I had put a camp near here when a dream brought me to this place. It was calling me here, and I was just as curious to find out what,” you said as you stared into the horizon as the sunlight started shining through the land. “I didn’t realize I was near the dojo until I climbed up here.” You paused, letting the nostalgic view seep into you. “...Then, I found Nora inside the shack, I thought she was the one who needed company!” You laughed lightly and glanced at the cat, who was now resting comfortably on his lap.

Was this the work of the dream fawn? He thought. He’d need to thank Lillia later.

“I never expected to meet you here, out of all places,” you said again, with your sweet smile, glancing back at him. Yet, you seemed to mask a certain bittersweetness inside your eyes.

Yone looked away from your gaze, turning his attention to the landscape beyond the cliff, reminiscing the days he had during his training in the dojo. A memory that felt so far… buried deep within his very soul. Although he had adopted a new identity – committing himself on the safety of the realm, fighting in the darkness – he could not deny his longing for a mortal’s company. Your company.

You scanned his features as his eyes glanced back to yours. You observed him intently, a mix of worry and relief visible in your eyes. His left eye – which was not covered by the mask – lingered to your face, gaze softening at you.

“You…,” you paused, trying to choose your words carefully as you kept your gaze on him. “I don’t know if I can still be much of a help, but…” you shifted to his side, sitting a little bit closer now. You lifted your right hand, bringing your palm up close to his cheeks. He could feel soothing magic radiating from your palms. “Here, maybe this could ease you for a bit,” you cooed.

He was taken aback at your sudden movement, but he kept his position unchanged. There was a moment of uncertainty before he finally decided to give himself up to your warm touch to his cheek, closing his eyes in the process. Your healing magic seeped into him, a gentle warmth spreading through his body. It was a familiar feeling, one that brought back memories of simpler, happier times.

For a while, he allowed himself to bask in the soothing embrace of your magic, letting go of the weight that had burdened him, even just for a while. The worries, the doubts, the weariness... they seemed to melt away, little by little, in your touch.

“Thank you,” he said, putting his hand on top of yours as he opened his eyes.

You smiled tenderly, your soft gaze focused on him. Without a word, you gently pulled his face towards yours, as you also leaned forward to press your forehead against his – a gesture of comfort and understanding, a silent promise passing between you two.

“Every time the darkness wears you down,” you whispered softly, your words flowing like a gentle stream, “Come to me, I’ll always be there for you as long as I’m breathing.”

Your voice, a soothing melody, wrapped around him like a warm embrace. Your words gave him comfort he hadn't realized he needed, a lifeline in the midst of the storm. The darkness felt less daunting, less suffocating, in the light of your presence. His eyes fluttered close as he felt a strong emotion stir within him. He breathed out, letting himself indulge into the intimacy of this moment.

How he’d wish the time to stop for the two of you right now.

You pulled away not long after, pausing momentarily before bringing your hand back to your lap. Although you tried to keep your gaze fixed on him, your eyes began to water, glistening under the sunlight. He kept your gaze, sorrow washed through him as he noticed what was coming.

No, please, don’t cry… He wouldn’t be able to bear seeing you crying now. Your sudden show of emotions made him feel as if an invisible hand was gripping tight at his heart.

You blinked yourself twice to gather yourself together, letting your own breathing to calm down, then glanced towards Nora – the cat, who was still sleeping on top of his lap. You let a low chuckle, watching the creature who was seemingly unbothered by anything in the world.

“Your support means… everything to me,” he said softly. You turned your head towards him and beamed a smile in response.

The two of you were enjoying the serene warmth of the sun side-by-side for a moment, when suddenly, he felt another presence approaching. Nora jumped out of his lap at the same time, hissing towards a certain direction.

He could feel the wind that blows towards him, bringing another familiar figure with it.

The taste of salt in the wind - Yasuo.

“Hm?” You looked towards the source of the rustling sound, standing a bit to peek into the bushes. Seizing this opportunity, he disappeared into the shadows, back into the forest, to be unseen. You immediately turned your head towards where he had been sitting, only to find an empty spot on your side. A gentle breeze caressed your cheeks, carrying a few leaves back into the forest. You let out a bittersweet smile, realizing that he had left, but stood up to meet the man who was approaching towards you.

“I think I’ve told you about not wandering off alone, especially before daylight,” Yasuo sighed, appearing from the bushy trails. “I’ve been searching where you’d left – h-huh!”

Nora, sensing his presence, decided to leap in front of him, hissing fiercely.

“Geez, even after years she hasn’t forgotten me, it seems like,” Yasuo chuckled awkwardly as he rubbed his neck. Nora then jumped back to the piled logs near the abandoned shack, still alert of Yasuo’s presence.

“Sorry, Yasuo,” you giggled a bit, crouching towards the cat to pet her, as if to bid her goodbye. “A dream led me here.”

“A dream huh…” Yasuo muttered, still seeming a bit dazed. He then glanced into the forest, as if sensing another presence from within.

“Let’s go, we’ll need to reach the plains before sunset today, right?” you asked, already walking in front of Yasuo. He kept his gaze still into the forest, checking.

“Right…” He stood there for a moment, facing the forest, but then shook his head slightly to clear his thoughts before following behind you, ready to continue the journey.

Yone watched them descend down the hills, a sense of relief washing over him. With Yasuo accompanying you, he knew you had someone to protect you during your travels, someone who would defend you in times of need. And as for himself… he would be watching over you from afar, protecting you from any kind of threats coming from the spirit realm.

As the sun continued its ascent, casting a warm golden glow over the landscape, he made his way back into the forest. It was time for him to continue his own journey, to face the demons that awaited in this mortal realm.

Yone gripped his katanas in both hands, ready to move. The path he traversed would not be a short one, but with the fleeting moment the two of you had shared held firmly in his heart, he proceeded deeper into the forest shadows.

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p.s. Nora means ‘stray’, as in ‘stray cat’ or ‘stray dog’ in Japanese. I did not think much about the choice of names for the cat. oops

#yone x reader #yone x reader angst #league of legends #league of legends x reader #lol x reader #yone #yone league of legends #yasuo #yasuo league of legends #angst #league of legends fanfic #yone lol #league of legends angst

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singswan-springswan · 8 months

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Chenford as Beauty and the Beast

I have to do everything in this house.

words: 976

quick drabble for the fateful exchange scene since no one else was going to do it 🙄 smh you slackers

“Leave me!” Jackson hissed, the urgent tones of his voice bordering on hysteria. Lucy wasn’t too naive to make note of that. Jackson didn’t spook without good reason, and she’d never seen him this terrified in his life. There must be something truly horrifying—something dangerous lingering in this haunted castle. Lucy didn’t doubt it. But all the more reason not to leave him here. He had such a bright spirit; he wouldn’t survive this awful place if she didn’t help him escape.

“Absolutely not.” She snapped right back. “I won’t—” But before she could finish her affirmation of loyalty, a sudden heavy something dug sharply into her shoulder, spinning her around so fast she lost the torch in a shrill hurry to gasp. It clattered on the floor where it hissed and went out.

Lucy pressed her back to the cell bars. Their chill bit through her cloak.

“Lucy, run!” Jackson cried, but it was definitely too late for that.

She could see the hulking silhouette in the shadow of the stone. His heavy breath was low and predatory, even audible above the pounding of her heart. But Lucy refused to be intimidated when she hadn’t trespassed—and Jackson hadn’t done anything wrong! He was being held prisoner unjustly!

“Who are you?” She shot to her feet. Even standing, Jackson’s captor towered over her, though his features were obscured by the grainy fringe of darkness.

A menacing voice rumbled from the figure, so very much like a beast as he growled. “The master of this castle.” He shifted just beyond the beam of light from some window overhead, movements fluid and agitated. He didn’t move like a man. Lucy would have been unsettled if she wasn’t so indignant.

“I’m here for my friend. You can’t keep him here when he’s done nothing wrong!”

“I’ll do what I please,” The voice hissed. For a brief moment, there was a flicker of color against the shadowy shape of him. Something blue—light blue, like snow clouds. “To trespassers!”

Lucy felt a coil of rage snuggle up in her gut. She took a few seconds to gape hotly. “You—you’re a monster! You awful selfish heartless piece of—”

“Lucy!” Jackson squeaked: a pretty clear admonishment of “what do you think you’re doing making the powerful crazy jailor mad”.

Lucy bared her teeth, but she cut off the brief tirade. “Alright, what do you want? Name your ransom, you freak! I’m not leaving my friend here to die!”

The man paused for half a heartbeat, like her insistence had intrigued him the slightest bit. But his answer was decisive. “There is nothing you can do. He’s my prisoner.”

Lucy stamped her foot angrily. “I won’t accept that.”

“Your acceptance is irrelevant.” There was a rough scraping sound as he swung away, turning his back. Was that the cadence of his steps? Did he have spikes on his boots?

He was leaving.

Wait a minute, he was leaving, and he couldn’t even bother to throw her out! Lucy’s thoughts spun. She had to negotiate quickly, or this monster would never release Jackson. He just really wanted a prisoner, right? Maybe he was lonely in this big empty castle? Lucy hated to consider that she might be a more pleasing trade, but she would do anything to keep Jackson safe.

“Hang on!” She scrambled after him, forced to stumble in the single shaft of moonlight when he abruptly stalled, eyes flashing over his broad shoulder. “...Let me take his place.”

Jackson made a strangled noise. “Lucy no! You don’t know what you’re doing!”

She ignored him. “I’ll stay as your prisoner if you release him.” This curious master of the castle didn’t scare her, though as a young maiden, she should at least consider that they’d be alone here—there was no telling what his intentions or…desires might be. But it didn’t matter. Jackson’s safety would always be more important.

“You…” The man’s voice took on a disbelieving lilt. “You would sacrifice yourself?”

Lucy crossed her arms, lips pinched in challenge. “If I did, would you free my friend?”

Jackson again tried to argue—with more fervor. His captor ignored him too, contemplative.

“Yes.” He eventually growled. “But understand, you would carry out his sentence in full.”

The foreboding tone made Lucy’s stomach sink.

“Forever.”

Of course. Life sentence for trespassing. Seemed fair. Jackson rattled the bars and pleaded, begging Lucy to leave him behind, run for her life, and for the love of everything good in the world stay away from the roses! But she was distracted by the looming silhouette of her future master, closer now than he’d been before, close to the light. And her eyes had adjusted since climbing the dark tower, but she must be seeing wrong. He couldn’t be…

She tilted her head, squinted, like that would do anything. All she could clearly make out were those brilliant eyes, almost glowing. She had to ask.

“Come closer.”

There was a sharp inhale.

“Step into the light.”

A suspenseful moment of quiet passed, and then… he shifted forward. First, a single foot crossed into the pale moonbeam. No—no boots—but the spikes were there. Claws. And then his trousers were tattered, and his shirt was made of fur—no. No. The arms were barely arms, and his hands were grotesque and his hair was not hair—he had a mane instead and horrible gleaming fangs and twisted horns, curled and vicious and those eyes—so full of anger and beautifully blue.

Lucy felt herself grow pale.

She called him a monster, and the word was a haunting all its own. He was a beast. A horrifying, menacing, powerful beast.

But Lucy knew she couldn’t back down. She wasn’t afraid. She couldn’t leave Jackson with this creature. Yes, her resolve was already stone solid. Better her than him.

“I accept.” She said, voice small.

“Done!”

Jackson wailed.

#chenford #tim x lucy #tim bradford #lucy chen #jackson west #beauty and the beast #beauty and the beast au #my writing

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jahayla-parker · 2 years

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Haters -A Harrison Osterfield SMAU

Warnings: hate comments/bullying, lowered confidence, cursing, crying, the rest is fluff though!

P.s. no hate to Grace, just used as his ex for accuracy, and no hate if these usernames are legit accounts I just made them up for this smau

Summary: Reader is Haz’s gf but haters make a few mean comments and the boys jump to her defense. 💕

liked by hazosterfield, tomholland2013,harryholland64, and 85, 382 others

yourusername: he’s always gotta pose, I just wanted a soft smiley photo smh, he’s still gorgeous though so I goes it’s okay💜🤷‍♀️

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hazosterfield: darling you have tons of smiling photos of me, I gotta use my modeling skills so that you have some others too; gotta keep my girl interested 😘

tomholland2013: it’s true, he’s always smiling when you’re around

yourusername: I’m sobbing stop 😭 (& I’m always interested💕💜)

hazosterfield: 😁😘

hollandandosterfield52: maybe he doesn’t smile because he doesn’t like you🤷‍♀️ solution seems pretty simple to me, he should go back to Grace

hopelessosterfieldgirl: omg he looks so good. Why are you complaining?! He’s the one stuck with you while you are fortunate to even know him🙄

*Harry sees the hateful comments and sends this to the group chat*

*back to SM perspective/posts*

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Harryholland64: doesn’t smile for her? Lmao I took this photo when she was simply walking back over to our table that night. This is how he constantly looks at her. So stfu. 💜

yourusername: Baaazzz, stop this is so sweet thank you 😭

yourusername: did you just use a purple heart emoji? I thought you said you don’t use that one

harryholland64: I decided I’ll only for you, you’re one of my best friends and deserve it 💜

hazosterfield: Harry, mate, thank you. Between the heart emoji thing and the post she’s thankfully smiling now ❤️

yourusername: I was already smiling again thanks you to baby😘 I’m just feeling even better now. And the emoji isn’t the big deal it is the color he chose. He made fun of me when he saw I always used the purple one and said he never used it. 🤷‍♀️

hazosterfield: lol I see 😊 I thought it was just because it was your favorite color

yourusername: that too 😂💜

samholland1999: I think she always texts using the purple one BECAUSE it is her favorite color so you are technically correct 🤔

philosterfield: Harrison, Y/N, what’s going on? Is everything okay?

hazosterfield: once sec mum ❤️

tuwaine: yes Baz, let’s go! We love you Y/N 💜

yourusername: I love you guys too 💜

tomholland2013: someone text me what is happening.

harryholland64: mate check the group chat

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philosterfield: one of my favorite pictures from Christmas a few years ago of my sweet Harrison. It was Y/N’s first Christmas with us but it was well worth the wait. I’ve seen them together countless times of course but I never get over it because they are so good for each other and no matter what it is they are doing, they’re having fun together. I’m so blessed my son found someone like Y/N, she’s better for him than I could’ve ever hoped. I am hearing that people on here are being rude to her but I beg you stop because I’ve never seen my boy this happy before Y/N

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hazosterfield: thank you mum ❤️ this was really sweet. YN says to tell you she’ll respond once she stops crying. Happy tears this time she says! 😊

tuwaine: yes momma P has it correct!

hazismylove: this is so cute! I didn’t know she was getting hate though! Leave her alone guys

yourusername: thank you for everything again. I know I’ve said this a million times but I’m never going to stop. You raised the best man I could’ve ever dreamed to find and I not only have him in my life but you and Charlotte as well and couldn’t be happier. You’ve all welcomed me into your family and home and made me feel loved. Thank you 💜

philosterfield: you’re part of this family dear. If you need anything, please call ❤️

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tuwaine : Haz is a smiley mate but this Div saves this particular smile for her. This is from one of their FaceTimes before she moved here, he’d always screen record them so they can both rewatch later when they were apart and unable to talk at the moment (one was working, asleep, etc.) So don’t even try to come for Y/N/N when this sickeningly sweet video exists. If you do, you’re going to have a lot of British blokes to deal with in return as she’s like a sister to the rest of us💜

yourusername: you all are going to make me a crying mess today (good tears this time) 💜 thank you Tuwaine

hazosterfield: thanks Tuwaine ❤️, you’re the best mate, btw I still have these videos, even in the ones where I had a rough day she’s making me smile 🥰

yourusername: stoopppp I love you so damn much 😭💜

hazosterfield: love you always angel ❤️💜

harryholland64: OMG I remember this video, these two divs wouldn’t even get off the video call long enough for us to grocery shop but sure it’s not clear they love each other right?!

hazosterfield: Yn says she loves you guys. She’s got a bit of a headache so I’ve managed to convince her to take a nap so long as I keep my promise not to post or say anything until I’ve had time to calm down. It’s worth it if she sleeps💜

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tomholland2013: I’m normally not the one to do this but it is needed. For some god forsaken unknown reason some people on the internet seem to think that either my best mate Haz isn’t in love with his amazing gf of 3 years or that she isn’t the best person for him. I want to clear a few things up, the first being that while your words may hurt someone they don’t change anything. Next, I’ve watched these two somehow fall more in love with each other day after day and I could not ask for a better woman for Haz than Y/N so kindly leave them alone. These photos are from a video-call he and I had after they moved out of the shared house and into their own place. First one is his reaction to her name even being mentioned and the second was the way he looked at her when she walked into the room. I’ll leave it at that. 💜

hazosterfield: thank you Mate. I couldn’t agree more ❤️

yourusername: Tommy, thank you so much. You didn’t need to do this. Also, I LOVE these photos 💜

tomholland2013: Yes I did, you’re not only one of my best mates but also the most incredible person and I think we can all learn something from you two’s relationship

hazosterfield: she and I both say thank you again mate. ❤️

tuwaine: yes T, so true!

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samholland1999: I’ve known Harrison forever and Y/N for years. I’ve known them before they got together and all 3-something years they’ve been dating; although the time before featured an embarrassing amount of pining- mostly Haz🤣. You probably don’t know that for their first stay-in date night I was in the UK and Harrison FaceTimed me from Tom’s studio in America to have me watch and correct his cooking as he wanted it to be perfect for her; I’ve never seen him so nervous in my life. Fast forward a bit and she found out about this and repeatedly assured him she liked his cooking even when I wasn’t there to help. You could tell she truly meant it too and these two divs were making messes in the kitchen all throughout quarantine (and probably still are) with huge smiles on their faces the whole time. Anyone who thinks he doesn’t smile for her is grossly mistaken. He never fails to be excited or happy to see her. They were probably only apart for like 10 hours when this photo was taken. She’d gotten off early and was able to come after all but hadn’t told him yet so I texted to get an extra cup but wouldn’t say why. When he got back to our seats and saw her, this was his reaction (plus almost spilling the drinks in excitement 🙄). Not only does she make him happier than I’ve ever known him, she’s also an ace of a girl inside and out. 💜

yourusername: Sammy, thank you for this 💜 💜

hazosterfield: thank you mate, these have all made her smile ❤️

tuwaine: 💯

nikkihollandphotography: this is a super sweet photo. ❤️ I seem to have missed something but based on the context I just want to say that @/yourusername sweetheart you are such a wonderful soul and I’ve loved watching you and @/hazosterfield grow together and love each other through the hard times.

yourusername: Nikki thank you so much 💜

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charlottesparrowxx : This is only time you will see photos of just my brother on my page. That’s because this photo shoot was something truly special. Y/n heard from my mum that she wanted new professional photos of Haz and I, so for a gift she paid @/Harryholland64 (there was a LONG argument as he doesn’t want money from friends ever and she refused to not pay for it; in the end she won) to do a session with us for her. As if the gesture wasn’t enough, to illicit a more “authentically detailed smile” as Harry put it, he simply told my brother to pretend Y/n was behind the camera. Idk if it was the idea of her being there or hearing her name that provoked the smile but it worked. I knew before then that my brother had fallen head over heels in love with her but this really sealed that. She’s truly a fantastic friend and she’s like a sister to me so I don’t appreciate the comments being made about her. 💜

hazosterfield: Char, thank you ❤️ this was a wonderful example how amazing she is and makes me feel. P.s. to answer your question, it was both 😊

yourusername: I’ve seen these stunning photos (of both you of course) before obviously but I still love them 😍 I never knew the story behind these particular shots though 😭💜

hazosterfield: In case you’re wondering my love, it was both reasons that caused the smile; but they both boil down to you. It’s always you 💜

yourusername: Harrison John Osterfield, my precious baby boy if you don’t stop I’m going to melt 💜😭

philosterfield: an amazing gift ❤️

harryholland64: I knew it’d work. 😌

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hazosterfield: I promised I wouldn’t post until my anger went away and I thought it was something attainable. But I don’t think this burning rage is going to ever leave. She’s my entire world; always has been from the moment she and I met, long before we were even dating. I was this close to posting a response to the comments when she noticed the anger in my eyes and asked what was wrong. She didn’t even know what had happened. I wanted nothing more than to shield her from it but before I could she saw them. There’s no excuse for saying hateful things on the internet to anyone. But my God, YN is the kindest, most generous, open minded, courageous, determined, supportive, hilarious, uplifting, loving, and radiant person. So to say those things to someone like her is just infuriating. Not to mention, she’s not only the love of my life and the person I want to spend the rest of my life with, she’s also my best friend and confidant and I wouldn’t be the man I am today without her. She’s been there through it all. She took the first flight out and flew across the world to comfort me and be there for me when my father passed despite her having her own responsibilities. She was there holding me together when my dog had to be out to rest. It’s not just the big things , she’s there even if I just had a long day at work or woke up cranky. At the end of the day, she knows I love her and I know she loves me so nothing anyone says or does will change that. Nevertheless, as you’ve seen today, even though we never asked them to, if you make hateful comments about my beautiful soulmate you will have but just me but countless friends and family to answer to. Y/F/N Y/M/N Y/L/N, my dearest angel, I love you more than life itself and promise to make sure you never begin to believe any of the nasty and untrue things ignorant people dare to say about you or us. 💜

samholland1999: seems like a good reason to break a promise, this was adorable Haz. This photo is fire YN

hazosterfield: technically I didn’t break the promise, I asked her if I could post something yet and she said as long as I wasn’t as angry as I was early; then she went back to sleep ☺️ I’m hoping her headache is gone when she gets up 🥺 I’m still angry but not as much, you guys helped with that mate ❤️ and she’s always breathtaking 😍

yourusername: Harrison f’n Osterfield I’m crying, I love you so unbelievably much😭💜 I seriously have the best boyfriend in the universe. Hazzy, get in here and cuddle please 🤗💕

tuwaine: mate I’m tearing up, you two are perfectly made for each other. And she’s killing it again here 🙌

tomholland2013: couldn’t agree more mate, love you both. ❤️ looking good Y/n/n

harryholland64: you two are so lucky to have each other I swear. Judging by the fact Haz is not responding I’m assuming y/n got her requested cuddles 😂

charlottesparrowxx: knowing my brother he probably full on sprinted to the bedroom to comply with her request for cuddles 😝

yourusername: yes Baz I’m getting my cuddles 🥰and Char, Haz says to be quiet (well that was nicer than what he said but I’m not going to say that to you) 😂💜

philosterfield: I love you both, when you’re ready for a video call, I’d like to chat with you both ❤️

hazosterfield: we love you too mum, we’ll call you in a bit ❤️

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yourusername: I’m reposting these first two photos because he’s jaw droppingly (yes I know that’s not an adjective but I don’t care) gorgeous and the hateful comments towards me don’t change that. I mean, damn right?

When I posted these first two this morning, I captioned it in a way that clearly upset some people. For those of you who missed it before I deleted the post, it said “he’s always gotta pose, I just wanted a soft smiley photo smh, he’s still gorgeous though so I goes it’s okay💜🤷‍♀️” and within less than an hour, people were commenting hateful things. I’m not here to whine or draw more attention to them. If you don’t like me or what I post or say, feel free to not follow me. I won’t be offended or hurt, I don’t need your presence to feel good about myself. Especially when you’re here to simply drag me down, compare me to others, or say my loving boyfriend doesn’t love me. Who even does that? I could go on and on about how/why this behavior is not acceptable but that’s not the point of this post. Just know your comments aren’t going to hurt me. I know my worth and love myself even if you can’t. And even on days where my confidence is lower or faltering I have the world’s best support system and hype team imaginable. The rest of this post is to focus on them, hence the photos💜 (I couldn’t decide the order of this so Haz suggested I do it in order of who posted first to make it easy💕)

Harry, you are one of my closest friends and have always supported me no matter what it is I am doing. You were also -queue the boys’ arguments to start again on this- the one who helped the most when I moved from the US to join you all in the shared house during COVID and then again when Haz and I moved into our own place. You and Haz are tied for best photographer as you both manage to find random times to get photographs of me that boost my confidence. 💜📷

Momma P/Phil, you truly are like a second mom to me and instantly welcomed me into your life and family; no words can describe how much that meant to me. You’ve supported Harrison and I’s relationship from the very start and still do. I promise to continue to always do my best to give your son the love he deserves 💜🌸

Tuwaine, you never fail to make me laugh even on bad days. You’ve also, unprovoked, elected to take the position of my personal bodyguard when Harrison isn’t around or is busy. I still remember you literally lifting me off the ground to get me away from a creepy guy at the pub on main my first year here while Haz and Tom were getting our table more drinks. Whether it is physically protecting me like that or defending me against people online, I know you’re there 💜💂‍♂️

Tom, gotta start with the obvious and thank you again for introducing Harrison and I. Even though you knew before Haz and I were ready to admit there was something more than friendship between us, you didn’t know upon first introductions so I have to thank you for making that seemingly unimportant (at the time) decision years ago as it was the best thing to happen to me and also prompted me meeting the rest of the boys. You became a friend instantly on set and I will always be grateful that we’re friends superstar 💜🤩

Sam, you’re the most laidback and calming presence in the group (apart from Haz but that’s mostly in relation to me not in general) and a place I can always turn to for advice or a sounding board. As with the others, you’ve been there for me more times than I can count. 💜👨‍🍳

Nikki, First I’m sorry I was told there isn’t a photo of you with Haz or all the boys -we need to change that 😉-. But, I have to say thank you for always having my back against a house full of boys (even if it had to be virtually at the time) and always keeping me posted about the stupid things my boyfriend and your sons did while I was in the US. 💜⛲️

Charlotte beautiful, you’ve become like a little sister to me and I love that. I always cherish the girl’s dates with you and momma P. Thank you for being such a positive presence and always encouraging me when I’m anxious. 💜👗

Harrison John Osterfield I don’t even know where to start. My special prince you are my best friend, my rock, and the best golden retriever boyfriend🥰. Hazzy, you should know firsthand how long I could make this but due to the character limit I’ll keep it brief and verbally continue my rambling instead 😘 Even when we were literally worlds apart, you were always there for me through everything. If something happened while apart, you’d fly to me asap and if I convinced you not to (rarely worked you stubbornly protective pain 💕) you’d still demand we FaceTimed even if I looked like a raccoon. You can always fix any mood I’m in and make me smile and feel better. I love your fantastic sense of humor and how down to earth you are. I promised brief so gorgeous thank you for being so protective and loving all these years 💜🌍

Thank you all so freaking much for everything and for always loving and supporting me , I have the best support system even after moving countries and I’m so grateful 💜 love you all sm.

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hazosterfield: I’m so pleased knowing that our mates and family will always keep you safe and happy even if I’m not around to do it. Mates, thank you for this, whether these posts (to the point she asked if I told you guys to post and I told her I didn’t even have to), shielding her from the aggressive paparazzi, or other concerning situations. I don’t care if it is verbally/emotionally supportive or physically like Tuwaine (thanks again mate) at the bar. I know no matter where she is, who she’s with, or what happens she’s always got a team ready to help her ❤️ And to my wickedly smart and stunningly gorgeous princess, you never cease to make my eyes water with your thoughtful words and behaviors. I love you always darling and will always have your back 💜😘

nikkihollandphotography: we can certainly fix that, as long as you’ll be in the photo too as I need a photo with you too ❤️

tuwaine: hahahahaha I REMEMBER that! I will always do that when warranted. At least now you won’t scream in my ear to put you down because you know I won’t drop you 😂

samholland1999: How has no one commented on their individualized emojis? Y/n/n you’re seriously the sweetest person to exist, I’ll have your back forever 🙂

tomholland2013: introducing you two back when he was my PA and you were helping the crew on set was the best thing for all of us y/n/n as you’re a light for us all ❤️

charlottesparrowxx: love you sis, I’m here if you need to talk 💛

harryholland64: you’re the best for letting me take your picture whenever. If we want to talk about stubbornly protective, that’s not just Haz with you but you with Haz when it comes to me and that mates’ jokes but we know Haz loves you for it and at the end of the day I suppose it’s sweet. 🤷

philosterfield: I accepted you into our family right away because of who you are. You don’t need to promise me to that you’ll take care of my boy, I already know it and see that ❤️

hlastnameboys_: we love you y/n thank you for not giving up on us all because of a few 💙

#harrison osterfeild fluff #harrison osterfeild imagine #harrison osterfield #harrison osterfield x reader #harrison osterfield x y/n #haz osterfield #haz osterfield x reader #haz osterfield x you #harrison osterfield x you #haz osterfield x y.n #smau #haz osterfield smau

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Orange time :D I’m watching H

Pregame

I watched the first hour or so day of and didn’t write anything because I don’t have to :D (I do this for fun, it’s not homework lol)

H’s skin is so cute!!

“I’m confident in my team, I’m not confident in myself” fair, new setup can be rough (I say like I’ve ever owned a pc lol)

HOOKED ON A FEELING BA BADA BAAAAA!!

H muting music for his vods is so funny though

“YOU SON OF A B*TCH, GET BACK HERE!! I am immune to the good times all of a sudden!!!”

So ummm what does “AF” stand for because I severely doubt scuffed’s abbreviation is MCC as f*ck

Sniff Snifferish extra susceptible to sun poisoning??? Him with a parasol is an entire vibe tho

Wait is H back in arizona? I knew he moved but not where, that’s cool (mhm not doxxing myself at all)

“This is like, the second time we’ve ever talked and you’ve already meemaw’d me, and I can’t” Sniff and H my beloveds <333

Sniff through fake tears: “but I’m not a grandma” H: “you can be whatever you wanna be” we stan an ally

The way it took me like ten minutes to realize this entire conversation has been about weather, they’re just vibing

Wait, hold up, who does SB sound like???? FREDDY BADLINU ok, you may proceed

Sniff is such a nerd, I love them so much

H just standing there with the biggest smile on his face as he punches Jordan for a minute straight

“For the record, I haven’t practiced at all because I didn’t know I was gonna be in it until yesterday” “Beky, I’m chronically ill” Sniff is so adhd, I love her to death but literally where did that come from (I’m also adhd and I can track a line of thinking from A -> B but out of context it sounds so random)

“We do good at meltdown, I’ve decided” so true Sniff Snifferish

“I think we skip sands of time, to be honest with you, it’s the worst game” “That is the worst thing you’ve ever said in your life and I hate you, we’re playing sands of time” “Literally HBomb is on our team, you did not just say that” Sniff fearing for SB’s life 😭

Grid Runners

SB is a tryhard?? We love to see it

“I think I’m britishphobic” so true Sniff

I love grid runner so much guys, I didn’t even realize I was so close to the screen until it ended and I realized a hadn’t written anything lol

*gets first* “We’re so good!!” “We’re cracked” “Nailed that one” *gets tenth* “We suck!!” *gets fifth* “We’re average!!”

I love them, they’re so funny

Parkour Warrior

“Let’s go!! I suck at parkour, YEAHHHH!!”

Logo appreciation my beloved

H is merely girlbossing, he’s a cishet man but he girlboss nonetheless

“Know when to quit” “like gambling” but literally that is the key to parkour warrior, obviously movement skills are important but you have be able to decide what is and is not worth your time and not get too hung up on any one thing

It’s so satisfying to watch H first try segments

I feel like H is underestimating how much time he has, he definitely could’ve gone for one more bonus path

Sniff popping off!!!

Okay, they gotta set expectations low so they can pop off later

I feel like Bek has been super quiet, not just this game but overall? Idk she may just be in it for the occasional zingers and that’s incredibly valid

Everyone knows you gotta read all your teammates’ wiki pages before you play together smh /j

“I just let Jesus — aka YouTube auto play — take the wheel, okay?” So real

6000???????

Sands of Time

Sniff Snifferish: professional logo appreciator, as ae should

“HB*tch!! Sorry..” “That’s me!” If you couldn’t tell I’m very sane about Sniff and H interactions

SB really said ‘that thing you told me not to do? I’m doing it’ (but I know exactly what he’s talking about and it’s the right call)

“Just be smart, that’s the main thing. Don’t do anything you don’t have to do” “What if I’m not smart?” BEK 😭😭😭

What is with H being so slow to recognize colors at the start of sands???

Sniff was muted :((

H giving Sniff the vault my beloved!!!!

Oh wow yeah, every tunnel has been accounted for

H wanting to get Sniff their first vault :(((

“We’re team rusty” “Is that what the orange is for?” I love that actually

Ace Race

“Guys, guys, the best minecraft youtuber — 100 days SB — just told me I got this, I got this” them <333

H: ‘hey guys, things are gonna be different’ H when things are different: *shocked pikachu face*

H talking about how he doesn’t care about individual performance or strategy, he just wanted to do something nice for Sniff and have a good time

H saying the halftime show is his personal hell but sitting there with a smile on his face the entire time

Meltdown

I was not mentally present for the first round but I’m sure they did great smile

Gosh, this is such a good meltdown team, they’re just so present and calm

“We play the video game” “Dude, I love playing the video game” so real Bek

That 3rd round back and forth with lime!!! That’s exactly what this game was meant to be!!!!! It was so good, you guys

“You are a mad man” “He’s British, leave him be” Sniff 😂

People predicted them 9th? They’re at least 4-7th!!! Wait what did I predict them as?? Just checked my notes and I placed them 6th :)

“The only difference between those predictions and the result is me, so I’m actually personally responsible for us raising these places” so true Bek

Battle Box

Jojo is everything, real and true

I forgot it was this map, rip

“I’m not a crossbow fan but I will do this” “Me neither but we’ll vibe”

This map is reminding me of meltdown ngl

I JUST SAID THAT!! Me and Bek are the same person

Nice first round!!! Everyone was just running around but it worked so well

“I didn’t use the tnt, as was foretold” pfff

“I’ve missed every shot, don’t mean to flex or anything like that but I did” “Alright, keep your ego in check, geez” I love this team, I don’t think any of them have teamed before but they just have such good chemistry

Bek popped off against green, I don’t care that they lost, she won in my heart

BEK MVP!!!!

Blue is demolishing, holy crap

Let’s just play all the games, actually, SB’s onto something

“I’m terrible at everything, so it’s okay” “That’s the attitude!” “If you’re ever feeling down, just think to yourself: at least I’m not as bad as Sniff” Sniff Snifferish my beloved <333

Sky Battle

Skybattle my beloved

They didn’t get many kills but that first round felt good

SNIFF CARRY!!!

H top 10 two round in a row with zero kills, that’s my H tier!!

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: SNIFF CARRY!!!!

“You’re about to be disappointed” “In everyone except our team!!”

Mutiny?? On my ship?????

I was fully prepared for Beky to dunk her own team 😂

Hole in the Wall

Steak/stake puns my beloved

Fat rip to the end of Kara and H’s neighbor saga

They’re all so focused it’s just silent lol

This is the most chill hitw ever

H only gets first, he just sometimes gets it twice

That’s what I’m saying!!!

Not ninth!!!

Not ninth indiv either!!

Dodgebolt

“What do you have against fun?” So true Sniff

H’s FREAKING FACE when Sniff called Purpled “Grayson” 😭😭😭

“Red would’ve hit those” 😂

Great time, great team :))

#mcc #mc championship #mc championships #mcc 30 #hbomb94 #snifferish #bekyamon #sb737

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floraflow · 16 years

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just UGH

Shopping with Christa and Gen was pretty much a complete disaster, as Gen used every oppurtunity she could to mortify me.

Why did I even agree to this in the first place? It’s not like I could afford anything at the places we were going, and of course, Gen jumped at the chance to draw attention to that at every moment she could. Like she kept finding the most expensive clothes at whatever store we were at and suggesting I try it on, then when I would awkwardly decline, she would make a whole scene of being like, “OMG I’M SO SORRY, I KEEPT FORGETTING” and then she kept pointing out the sale sections to me -__-* I even noticed store workers kinda staring at me, like they could literally SMELL the Bog on me or something SMH.

I tried on some gold hoop earrings and Christa told me gold is definitely my color, which was super flattering. Preeeetty sure I blushed a lil’ bit xD

But I could tell Gen was not pleased by my receiving any positive attention from Christa. When Christa was in the changing room, Gen basically cornered me, wearing a wide, forced smile and said, in a voice so saccharine I could have thrown up, “Gold is my color too, but I would never be caught dead in hoops. They’re so...” I caught her slightly looking me up and down “...ya know.” She wrinkled her nose as though I was the human embodiment of a gym sock. I didn’t really react cuz I was honestly just so baffled by her brazen cruelty. Then she continued, coolly, like she hadn’t just underhandedly insulted me, “So you and James are, like, officially together now, right?”

My face betrayed me and turned beet red. I stammered, “I mean, we’re hanging out...” (so pathetic, I know)

“I didn’t know James ‘hung out.’ He REALLY likes keeping to himself. A little weird, no?”

I shrugged pathetically and looked down at my shoes, willing this interaction to end.

“I’m not, like, saying that’s a BAD thing! I get it, he’s mysterious. I mean, you know I know the dirt on EVERYONE at Bogwick, but he has always been a hard one to figure out, ya know?” I wasn’t really sure what Gen wanted me to say so I just kinda stayed silent. She continued, “What, so you aren’t even a little curious about what skeletons he could be hiding in his closet?”

Thankfully, Christa emerged from the dressing room looking as gorgeous as always and Gen instantly snapped to attention, showering her in compliments. I let out a sigh of relief, but at this point, I was so deeply anxious that I couldn’t even focus on anything happening around me. Gen had thoroughly shaken me up this time, and I don’t even know how! Just the way she talks, the way she makes you feel so small and stupid UGH. I don’t even remember the rest of the day.

All I know is that I’m EXHAUSTED and am NEVER hanging out with Gen outside of school again.

#diary #idk what Gen is even TALKING ABOUT half the time and yet she still manages to hurt my feelings #im tired of it #and I have to at least see her face every day for the foreseeable future HURRAYYYYYY

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skvaderarts · 2 years

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Petrichor Chapter 26 Procured

Chapter 26: Procured

Note: This was a fun little chapter to write. It put a smile on my face when I was working on it at 2:00 in the morning lol! Hope you guys enjoy it. Let me know if you've been liking this little backstory between Vergil and V's mom. I hope it hasn't been dragging on too long smh!

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A few months later…

The early morning hours had proven to be miraculously cold, even by the standards of early to mid to December. A freezing wind had settled in and the grass crunched underfoot as ice crystals caused it to freeze solid, a sure-fire indication that winter was well and truly here.

Along all of the street decorations, lights wrapped around posts and trees and ribbons hung between buildings. It seems that the holiday season had arrived, something he gave little thought to considering his solitude, but he did briefly recall making crafts for winter window decorations and the like during his childhood, something that he had always been rather excited about because it meant that he got to sit down and do something intricate with his hands for once. And that was to say nothing of how happy it always made his mother to get a chance to hang them around the home, even if the irony of decorating for this kind of holiday while having a family that consisted mostly of demon creatures was probably not lost on her. She had just wanted them to have a mostly normal childhood, something he only realized more as he got older.

Vergil had been spending a considerable amount of money on lodgings for the last little while now, his demonic resistances to temperature quite useful but not totally infallible. And although he enjoyed cold weather, he couldn't say that he enjoyed hypothermia. It had regularly dipped well below 0° in the last few days, and so he had taken refuge at a nearby motel, the standards of which were not to his liking but were better than being outside. Just barely. At least breakfast had been included if you could call that disgusting slop that they served food. But he'd had worse. Much worse.

As he walked up the street having returned from a local archive that he slipped through the window of the night before to peruse some of their records, he found himself taking silent note of the fact that many people were walking around in winter coats and drinking warm drinks. He himself was dressed the same as he always was, something he imagined would be quite strange to other people if they bothered to pay attention to his existence. Thankfully they hadn't, although there wasn't much that they could do to him that would inconvenience him to begin with should they choose to.

And besides, they actually couldn't see his regular coat under his cloak anyway, the khaki-colored fabric concealing his bright blue and gold coat from the public. One could question the validity of wearing such an ornate and eye-catching garment when trying to lay low, but Vergil refused to compromise on aspects of his personal appearance. It wasn't so much that he was vain as it simply was that he knew how to moderate comfort and necessity. Only this garment brought him pleasure, so that was enough reason and of itself. But that being said, he would be lying if he said that it was anything remotely close to a winter garment, and he would be lying even more if he said that he wouldn't enjoy a warm drink right about now. And that thought caused something to well up within him that he couldn't deny.

To say that he had fully left behind the events that had transpired in that small town would be a lie, and while he was accustomed to not giving unwarranted information, he didn't generally indulge in deceit, especially when that deceit was to himself. There were fundamental things that he had convinced himself of over the years that were untrue for numerous reasons and various degrees that mostly pertain to his mental state and continued survival, voluntarily or otherwise, but the simple matter of the fact was that he had enjoyed his time with that young lady, and he felt a disproportionate amount of desire to return and see her again, something that he had come to the horrifying realization meant that he might have more feelings for her than he was willy to admit to himself.

But as he came to a stop on the sidewalk and turned his head towards the direction of a shop on the other side of the street that had caught his eye, he could no longer deny it. He wasn't sure what sort of affection he held for her, but there was something, and although he wasn't sure whether or not he should follow through on his innate desire to be in her presence again, he saw no use in denying it to himself that he desired to, even if he didn't fully understand his reasons for feeling the way that he did. Perhaps it was her overwhelming kindness or her fierce demeanor; her tastes and interests or her mannerism and intelligence. Maybe it was the fact that she had thrown a brick at a demon and hit him in the head only to just continue to stand her ground instead of cowering in the face of her imminent death. Perhaps it was all of the above. But regardless, he found her compelling in a way that he had felt towards virtually no one else ever, and there was something strange about that to him.

The concept of love had become so foreign to him that it felt like a nonexistent thing, this fallacy spoken of to children to encourage them to take an interest in the continued survival of their species. A biological mechanism that some people possess that he simply didn't. And yet that was the only thing he could imagine he felt towards her, the tolerance he had shown for things she did that would normally drive him crazy and his treatment of her overall revealing the depths of his inclination towards her. The second he had shown care for her he should have realized it. The moment he had seen tears rolled down her face and had felt anguish had given it away.

Pushing this revelation aside for a moment, he crossed the street to get a better look at the building he had been observing from a distance, realizing as he grew closer to the building that the shop was indeed open. Perhaps stepping out of the icy weather for a moment would do him some good. And as he walked up the few steps that led to the elevated shop entrance, he pushed the door open and was greeted with the scent of a menagerie of incense, the carpet-covered floors more than likely having absorbed the smell of thousands of previously burned scent sticks over the course of countless years.

Along the center of the store were several short aisles with slanted tiered shelves allowing for the customers to browse each of the products without any of them being buried behind one another. And somewhere further back into the store, a soft rock ballad was being played from a standing speaker, The lyrics of which he couldn't make out, but the presence of which he noticed. And along all the walls were posters of different musical groups and records, news articles about them and the establishment littering every available space.

Oh yes. This was most certainly a record store.

Over the last week or so he had checked a few thrift stores, music boutiques, and antique and pawn shops in search of what he was looking for. He had come to be quite adept at seeking out things that were difficult to find, but even by his standards, this particular item had been rather tricky to pin down thus far. And it didn't help that he had only been able to allocate time to search for it between searching for traces of his missing father and his largely unknown past. But perhaps the search would finally end here?

Making his way up to the counter, he glanced around the store. It was mostly metal and rock albums with a bit of jazz and classical mixed in. He passed the counter and headed off to the classical section, giving it a once over for a few minutes before coming to the conclusion that they did not have what he was searching for. Perhaps he could ask? It wasn't his prerogative to speak with people if he could avoid doing so, but considering the size of the building, he was willing to believe that this wasn't all the stock they carried.

As he approached the counter, a man who looked to be in his early to mid-20s or so glanced up from a magazine that he was reading that laid on the counter, taking note of his presence and greeting him politely. The Darkslayer couldn't honestly say whether or not the man had been there when he had entered the shop since his singular focus had prevented him from noticing him, but he most certainly hadn't sensed his presence, so he was willing to bet that he had probably been in the back until just a few moments ago.

"Hey man. Welcome in. Sick coat! Can I help you with anything?"

Vergil glanced down and noticed that his coat was actually exposed, the front of his cloak probably having shifted when he leaned over to peruse the available stock. He adjusted it suddenly before taking a glance at the magazine on the counter. It appeared to be some sort of catalog that the young man had been sifting through, perhaps out of boredom since he was the only one in the store. He couldn't imagine having a job that allowed this much idle time, though he imagined it was a perk in some ways. He would go mad simmering in his thoughts for that long, but the true deal breaker was obviously the fact that he would have to interact with the public. Still, it was probably more steady money than he made taking the occasional demon-killing gig to top off his funds so that he could move to the next location and secure a place to sleep.

"Do you have anything by Claude Debussy?" He inquired, eager to move on to the next location should he say no. There were other shops in this city, and the fact that he was in a settlement big enough to even have multiple record shops in of itself made him uncomfortable. He liked to stick to the outskirts of smaller towns. Heading into bigger towns or large cities was not his forte. It was hard to lay low when there were so many eyes on you.

The man gave him a strange look, seemingly surprised to hear anyone mention that particular composer. It probably wasn't every day that people came into a record shop like this one and asked for classical music if the majority of the selection was anything to go by. "I'm pretty sure we do in the back. People don't really ask for classical music most of the time, but I've seen that name pop up a few times. What are you looking for? I can go dig through our stock."

It took the Darkslayer more time than he was comfortable with to recall the name of the song. He could easily remember the names of the ones that she had played for him easily enough, but the only thing he could recall about the song in question was that it started with the letter R. Unfortunately, however, that was about the only thing he didn't remember. It would have to be enough. How had he suddenly managed to forget the name of the only thing he was looking for?! His memory was normally much better than this!

"... Something that starts with an R. But I can't recall… "and then it hit him like a bolt out of the blue. He couldn't grasp the specifics as to why he suddenly remembered, but he did. And he was grateful for it. Something told him that the people who worked in this record store might not have an encyclopedic knowledge of every song written by every artist. Who could expect them to? And to be fair, he didn't feel like waiting for them to search the entire store anyway, and he was certain they didn't want to. "Reverie. I believe that's what she called it."

"Ohhhh… a lady friend recommended it, hu? So what made you decide to-" the man suddenly stopped speaking as Vergil shot him a subtle and silent but provocative and disapproving look that wordlessly signaled that this topic of conversation wasn't one that he was going to delve into. The look wasn't so much a threat as it was a declaration; a manifesto, if you will. And what it was communicating was that he wanted him to stop talking and asking about his personal matters. And the man seemed to realize that very quickly. "I'll go see if we have it."

Vergil nodded in confirmation, moving to make himself more comfortable by taking a watchful stance, leaning his back against the counter so that he could glance at the front door and the entire store by simply turning his head. He was on alert at all times, even in a place like this. While it was rare that demons would attack during the middle of the day and destroy an entire building, it was something that happened from time to time. And as such, it was even rarer that he had the opportunity to fully relax, and the last time that he had done so he'd chastised himself about it for a particularly long period of time. In fact, that relaxation had led him to being in this situation to some degree. Now he wasn't sure how he felt about it anymore.

After about 10 minutes of near silence with nothing but the sound of a ticking clock and a quiet rock record of some sort playing on the record player he now realized was in the far corner of the store by the bathroom on display, the man returned and sat down a box on the counter, a somewhat satisfied look on his face. Perhaps this meant that his search had born fruit? Or perhaps the young man was simply looking forward to telling him to get out? It could be either one, if he was being honest.

"You're not going to believe this, but we had one. And when I say one, I mean it's been back there forever. Still shrink-wrapped and in mint condition and everything, but dusty as hell and under about 10 other boxes. Probably been here longer than I have, and I've been here forever." The store clerk said with a chuckle, leaning over the box but not pressing on it. He then opened the lid and removed it to reveal about 20 records before filing through them and pulling out the one and only copy of Reverie in the entire store. And although he didn't acknowledge it, a part of the devil slayer lit up as he realized that despite the odds, there was at least one group that still printed records for some of these songs. Or that had at one point.

"Craziest part is that I checked our inventory since we have other stores and we're the only one that has it. Probably the only location in the whole town that does. You got lucky." He scanned the record and placed it into a bag, not needing to ask whether or not Vergil wanted it. He was rather positive that he did since he had gone to the trouble of asking him to search for it. And considering the price of the record, he doubted that he wouldn't buy it. "If you need anything else that's impossible to find, let me know. Some of my friends go to estate sales and buy storage units and stuff like that. Trying to open our own shop at some point. Might be able to find something for you. There's finders fees and stuff like that, but you know."

Without hesitation he purchased the record and nodded in silent recognition of the efforts that the man had put into finding it for him, allowing him to keep what little change there was leftover. A rare kindness on his part, especially considering that he wasn't exactly swimming in money, to begin with. He walked over to the door and stopped in front of it as his hand reached out and grasped the handle, glancing over his shoulder at the younger man. He had been helpful. Perhaps he would return should he need to. "... I will keep that in mind. You've been helpful."

The man at the counter shrugged nonchalantly, seemingly pleased with the statement. He wasn't sure what this man with the white hair in the blue coat's whole deal was, but he was an interesting customer, that was for sure. "No problem, man. Just doing my job. You have a good one."

Vergil nodded then exited the store and headed up the block towards the local train station, a destination in mind. He had procured the item that he sought, and now it was time for him to make haste. He didn't like to turn up uninvited, and he most certainly wasn't going to do so empty-handed. But now he needed to find a phone booth.

He had a phone call to make.

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Fun fact if you've ever watched the DMC anime: do you remember the episode about the vinyl records and the woman who was Rockstar? I like to think the guy who works at the record store probably hangs out with those guys.

Do you guys want to know something funny? I was writing this chapter and I was worried for a second that it was super short because I got done so fast, so I checked the word count. It was literally like 80 words shorter than normal lol! WHY AM I LIKE THIS?! Anyway, I hope you like the chapter! I've already written half of the next one, and I've been giggling like an idiot the whole time hehe! Hope you guys have been having a good week! I'll see you on Friday! And sorry for the slow speed in regards to getting through your wonderful comments. I've just been busy doing other stuff, and every time I sit down and start answering them I realize how far behind I am and only get a few done! I do see them, and I will get to them. I'm trying to answer any questions I see first. Thanks, everyone!

#Petrichor #Vergil #Vergil Sparda #Post Devil May Cry 5 Au #DMC AU #DMC #DMC5 #DMCV #Devil May Cry #Devil May Cry 5 #Devil May Cry V #AU #My Post DMC5 AU #My Post DMCV AU #My Post Devil May Cry 5 AU #My Post Devil May Cry V AU #My Post DMC Au #Devil May Cry 5 AU

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realcube · 3 years

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Hey I wanted to know if I could request how Hinata, Kenma, Atsumu and tsukki would react to you doing this trend 😳

Thanks and have a nice day :]

FILMING YOUR NAILS ON THEIR... yeah...

a/n ♡ i- it took me a solid minute to figure out what was going on..what even is that trend AGDFKBNDB on children’s app too smh

trigger warnings ♡ gn! reader, erm dick touching?, all characters aged up, swearing, degradation, oral (giving), reader has acrylic nails on, filming, handjob, choking, slight hair pulling, facial — minors dni!

ATSUMU MIYA got an adrenaline rush from it. every time you’d look up from your phone screen to meet his foggy gaze, he’d make it a point to pull the corners of his lips up into a cocky smirk, as if to prove he was unfazed. however, his twitching legs and impatient tugging on your hair told a different story. as much as he wanted to think the adrenaline was from the risqué nature of what you were doing, there was a large possibility that it could be from anger as he’s never felt more pissed off than when he was forced to helplessly watch as you innocently mouthed the lyrics to the song while gently rubbing his tip through his sweatpants with your nail. call him aggressive, but all he wanted to do in that moment was whip it out and shove it in your dirty mouth to teach you a lesson. after all, you couldn’t just tease him like this and then leave him hanging. payback was in order and that’s exactly what he got as he used your throat as his personal fleshlight, aggravation only subsiding once he was finished shooting his load down you. the video you were filming was lost somewhere in the process though, but don’t worry! being the kind boyfriend he is, atsumu recorded the whole blowjob for you; effortlessly getting all the right angles, the perfect lighting and capturing all your little moans and whimpers clearly, which all came together to highlight how cute your precious face looked while sucking him off like a slut and it was no coincidence that every pretty vein on atsumu’s dick was in the frame either.

KENMA KUZOME clicked his tongue, rolling his eyes at how much of a tease you were being. i mean, it was clear you were only doing this as an indirect way of asking to be railed; kenma understood the language you speak, or rather, don’t speak. his piercing eyes shifted off his computer screen to glare holes through the side of your head, which you desperately tried to ignore but that became impossible as he took your chin in between his index finger and thumb to force you to look up at him. “how many times have i told you? don’t be a brat. use your words to ask for what you want or you aren’t getting shit.” kenma only sighed through his nose as he watched your features fall to form an adorable pout. stubbornly, you continued making your little video, stroking and rubbing him even more simply out of spite. kenma thought he’d be able to continue to concentrate on what he was typing but it seemed as though every nerve in his body was focussed on the tempting sensations in his dick, so it was hardly surprising when a soft moan slipped passed his lips. but before you could laugh, he had grabbed you hand and pulled you up onto his lap, keeping a tight grip on your fingers, admiring them, “these are nice. who paid for them?” you sighed, rolling you eyes slightly before muttering, “you..” “mhm. and you’ve not paid me back yet.” you nodded, trying to get up so you could grab your purse but kenma’s hand immediately snapped to your waist to pull you back down. “don’t be stupid. i don’t need your money; you know what kind of payment i want.” you didn’t even get the chance to tease him for being a hypocrite and ask him to ‘use his words’ as he uttered in a low voice, “strip.”

KEI TSUKISHIMA was unsure as to how he got into this situation and why he allowed it. for a change, his concerns had nothing to do with trust — he fully believed that you wouldn’t post the video, since you promised that you’d keep it in your ‘my eyes only’ — he was more worried about the power you suddenly had over him. when you first suggested the idea, he agreed because he thought it was hot that you were so needy for him and he could tease you for it later, he really didn’t expect to get off from it. but here he was, sitting at his desk, unable to focus on the video playing on his phone as all his attention was on the gentle movements of your soft palm against his clothed, erect cock. his low cursing under his breath prompting you to drop your phone so you could use both hands to fiddle with the rim of his trousers, “want more, needy?” although he wasn’t too fond of the nickname, the serious yet lustrous look in your eyes told him everything he wanted. “sure, whatever.” he muttered, an involuntary gasp escaping his lips as you hastily tugged down his rims to wrap your nimble fingers around his girth, eagerly starting to jerk him off. gazing up at his red face and visibly frantic breathing, you couldn’t help but snicker, moving your fist even faster at the sight, “you’re so sensitive. when was the last time someone gave you any atten--” “shut up.” he groaned, detaching one of his hands from his face only so he could grip your neck.

SHŌYŌ HINATA was a blushing mess. how he had gotten into his situation was a blur but currently, he was being palmed through his shorts for your silly video, while he helplessly sat and acknowledged the footsteps creeping closer and closer to the msby changing room. practise had ended ten minutes ago and hinata said he’d lock up for the night so you both thought you were in the clear, but as he stifled his moans to hear the footsteps better, he pried open his heavy lids to lay his eyes on bokuto’s duffle bag which hung directly opposite him. you were aware of bokuto slowly approaching too but unlike shōyō, you didn’t care. well, there was a large part of hinata that must not care either as his hands mindlessly ran down his chest to pull down his shorts, his member springing free so he could direct your hand towards it, “go on.” he urged, biting down harshly on his bottom lip as he peered down at your innocent eyes shaded by your gorgeous lashes, “baby, c’mon. hurry.” there was the slightest bit of hope in hinata’s mind that, if you were quick, perhaps you could make him climax before bokuto arrived. there was many thing he failed to take into consideration with this plan as he thought with his dick rather than his mind, but being kind partner you are, you went along with his demand without a second thought. keenly, you bobbed your fist, only being encouraged by the groans falling from his lips and how his hands slipped into your hair, tugging on your roots. being as sensitive as he was after a long day of practise and with the rapid pace you were going at, his plan came to fruition as he managed to arrive at his high before bokuto walked in. just as you both were about to start celebrating, you heard the rattling of the changing room doorknob, and if it wasn’t for the fact that you locked the door prior, bokuto would’ve stepped into the room and been greeted by the sight of you on your knees with a facial and hinata’s face painted a bright red color, with his sweaty chest and back pressed flush against the wall.

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hoezhatelola · 3 years

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Pretty Little Head

Yandere Deku x Fem!Reader

warnings: yandere tendencies(obviously), 18+ NSFW, gore/violence, drug usage, bondage, dubcon/noncon, praise kink, oral(female receiving), oral(male receiving), MDNI

a/n: this was actually a request i received outside of tumblr but i decided to make one here too! i’m so excited to write this one, i think that underneath deku’s innocent appearance he would make one hell of a yandere.

word count: 4.1k

deku had never anticipated someone like you would be the source of all his stress, pleasure, and love. despite being quirkless and utterly small compared to deku himself, you were always so kind. you were always there to take his hand and help him up when bakugou would push him down. you were always there to ruffle his hair and reassure him he’d do great on an exam. you were always there to offer him a snack or some extra lunch, even if you were hungry.

it left deku confused in the dust, as a child and still now, completely lost in how or why you were so nice to him. even when he took off to pursue his career of being a pro hero, which he was very successful in doing, you were still there to visit him or patch up his scratches.

in his bright green eyes and from beneath his curly green hair, this was enough for anyone to reserve the right to feel a burning hatred towards your significant other. he watched in anger as you sat on that blue-eyed idiot’s lap, tangling your fingers in his dark hair and whispering dirty nothings into his ear. he watched in jealousy as a stupid smirk spread across his lips, well aware there was something threatening to spring upwards as he palmed the fat of your thigh in response.

much to his dismay, he couldn’t watch you all hours of the day due to hero work. that didn’t mean he didn’t keep tabs on you however, which he accomplished by using his friends to update him on your whereabouts. who you were with, what you were doing, what you were wearing, what time you got home, when you fell asleep and when you wake up- he knew everything.

at the end of the day, he was still your best friend. you had invited him over one evening and you were telling him about your day, him smiling in response and just looking at you in awe, listening to you babble away.

“and then it started raining! so i had to run to my car and i ended up slipping, see?” you pointed towards your thigh where a large, and honestly, painful looking scrape was. his eyes widened in his response as he analyzed the mark. “that looks like it must’ve hurt, bunny.”

your heart repeated that same fluttering that it has been ever since you were teenagers at response to that nickname of yours. you’d think by now you’d have gotten used to it, huh?

“it did! and i was just laying there like an idiot in the rain for a good two minutes.” you laughed, emphasizing the word idiot. he chuckled in response, seemingly distracted with something else as he admired your smile and the way it lit up your entire cozy apartment.

“hey, you okay?” you asked suddenly, running a hand through his locks, the two of you seated on your sofa with the tv on in front of you. naturally as best friends, the two of you have had a few intimate moments, but they were always platonic. even though he knew this, he loved you too much for his breath not to hitch at the feeling of your soft fingertips playing with his hair.

“oh! yeah, i-i’m fine!” he chuckled, scratching the back of his neck and beaming brightly. “hero work just gets me tired and all, you know?” of course you didn’t know. what was he thinking saying that? you were always insecure of being quirkless, your childhood bully, bakugou, not being any help.

you pulled your hand back and looked away, your eyelids slightly lowering themselves, giving you a less excited expression. deku felt his heart drop and his stomach turn inside out, he hated himself for getting so caught up in his own thoughts of fluffy handcuffs adorning your wrists and your bodies colliding that he had forgotten to think before speaking.

“i didn’t mean it like that, bunny!” he said quickly, reaching out to grab your hand when you dodged him. “what are you-”

“this isn’t the first time you’ve said something like that, deku.” you muttered, immediately questioning yourself afterwards. were you being too sensitive? “even if you didn’t mean it this time, i- i just hate hearing you say it…” your eyes locked into the floor, your fingers now fiddling with each other.

although deku didn’t always have the strongest memory, he never failed to remember that some things in the world were far too fragile to be left out there. that they were too sensitive and too kind and too innocent to be yelled at. but sometimes- and only sometimes, did they deserve to be punished.

he did his best to soften his voice before scooting closer and placing a much larger and scarred up hand on top of yours. “bunny, i really didn’t mean it this time. you know that there’s nothing wrong with being quirkless, right?” he tucked a piece of hair behind your ear, now revealing your tear-stained side profile.

head now resting on his chest as he sat next to you, wrapping his arms around you in attempt to comfort you, his heart beating through his clothes. “i’ve always wanted to be a hero, since we were little. pathetic how i thought i actually had a chance…” you mumbled into his chest, blinking back more tears and suppressing a sniffle. “when you got into U.A., and your quirk developed late, i was s’ happy fer’ you. i looked up to you and i- i always wa-wanted to be jus’ like y-you.” your words became more jumbled as your tears welled up and you hiccuped multiple times.

deku was then reminded of the significant fact that he never told you the truth about his quirk, and he never planned to. always wanted to be like him, huh? he allowed you to cry into his chest, enveloping you in all of the possible warmth that he could, feeling his opportunity nearing closer and closer.

“looked up to me? hah… bunny, i always looked up to you.” he tilted your chin up and wiped a tear away with his calloused thumb, his strong arms still around your smaller frame. “you’ve always been so kind and intelligent, and a lot stronger than me. hell, you stood up to kacchan when i couldn’t!”

a small smile worked it’s way onto your lips in response. “that’s my bunny, there’s that smile..” deku said, and you giggled, hugging him tighter than before. “aah, thanks deku.” you sighed, “maybe i was being a little, smh- dramatic.” you sniffled, shrugging your shoulders.

“not at all… hey, how about some of your favorite tea? you know i make it the best!” he said enthusiastically as you curled up with a blanket that he had gotten you on your last birthday. “why not?” you giggled as he walked into the kitchen and prepared your drink.

an unfamiliar, soft sensation could be felt on your wrists, restraining you from moving. the surface you were on was particularly soft and comfortable, and you hazily opened your eyes to be met with a large room. you looked up and spotted a pair of fluffy, pink handcuffs locked tightly onto your wrists above your head, keeping you restrained to the white, wooden headboard.

the four walls were painted a baby pink, a large mirror, decorated with swirls on the edges hanging in the middle, and the entire room lined with stuffies, trinkets, pillows and everything soft. from what you could see, the door had more locks on it than you could count with your blurred vision, and surely, heavy approaching footsteps could be heard from the other side of the door.

you held your breath and closed your eyes, turning your head and pretending to be asleep. your lips parted in a gentle breath for air, your body remaining still as the unknown person entered the room and locked the door behind them. you felt the right side of the bed dip as if someone was looming over you, attempting to get a better look at something.

“i know you’re awake, bunny. i heard you tugging at the pretty little handcuffs.” your eyes snapped open at the sound of your best friend’s voice. his eyes locked with yours as he set a plate down beside the bed and pulled you to sit up straight. “hey, pretty girl.”

“d-deku?” you stuttered, eyes widening as the feeling in your legs was now returning. “yes, my love?” he replied, the plate of food now in his lap as he began to cut the piece of meat for you. “what- what the hell is going on? why am i handcuffed to this bed? where even am i?”

“shh, shh… relax, bunny. eat a little first, i made your favorite!” he shoved the piece of steak up against your lips using the fork and you shook your head now. his knuckles gripped the fork so tightly they turned white, and so you complied and chewed. “remember how i told you i was renovating my basement? welcome! i made it all pretty and comfortable for you! i have all your favorite colors and i got all these fluffy plushies and blankets!” he said with too much excitement.

“ahh!” his eyes lit up, “we’re gonna have so much fun here, for the rest of forever!” you swallowed the bite you took before he was already offering you more, obviously eager to see you full. “deku… i’m still confused here. uncuff me, now.”

“tch… you’re really ungrateful, you know.” he muttered, continuing to feed you and caress you. “how am i ungrateful, huh?” you asked furiously, a complete fool for thinking you could even remotely amount to his level. you locked your eyes with his as he set the food to the side and forced you to drink water and remain hydrated. beyond his insane thought process and maniacal grins, even an idiot could see he still cared.

“first, i wake up in some completely random room, handcuffed to a bed! and then you come in here, offer me a meal, and then when i want to be uncuffed, im ungrateful? deku, you need to ex-” he leaned in a cut you off completely, your lips attaching.

you turned your head in attempt to look away, to which he grabbed your chin and held you still. his hands trailing down to between your thighs, effortlessly spreading them apart, your fighting back doing nothing at all. his hands tightened their grips on your inner thighs as his lips continued on your neck. he found your hopeless squirming adorable, but irritating.

“gah… stay still.” his tone firmed and his eyes narrowed, again looking into yours. you’d seen him mad before, of course, and you’d seen him determined and impatient and annoyed, but he was never so intimidating towards you. deku realized this shortly after, immediately softening his tone as he dipped his head down to between your legs, nibbling at the fat of your thighs.

“what are you- aah…” you gasped suddenly, your head snapping downwards to see his tongue run a long, clean lick over your slit from on top of your cute little panties. you knew you stood no chance against the number one hero, and you’d never admit to the growing dampness between your legs. your thighs threatened to grind together as his tongue and teeth continued teasing the edges of your panties, avoiding where you genuinely needed him.

“deku, pl-please don’ do th-this.” you gulped down, a tear making it’s way down your cheek. he looked up at you and smiled brightly and pulled down your panties, throwing them to the side, much to your confusion. “but look at you, bunny..” he ran two fingers along your now naked, glistening cunt as your juices coated them. “you’re completely soaked for me. you don’t actually want me to stop, do you? hmm..”he hummed.

“i… i don’t…” you struggled desperately to find words as your cheeks flushed red at the feeling of his eyes seeing things no one else ever has before. “right…” he smugly said both at the feeling of knowing how much you were second guessing yourself, and seeing you blush so furiously, spreading your legs apart even further, holding you down once again, effortlessly. “now just be my good bunny and take it.”

his words sent you over the fucking edge, your thighs grinding together for some type of friction as he laughed with a sense of superiority, now lying completely on his stomach and lapping at your folds. he wasted no time, and the feeling of his wet tongue slide across your womanhood was a sensation you were unfamiliar with. the last ounce of your strength was used when fighting back, and so you just lied there and took it, just like deku said.

your sweet taste drove him more insane than he already was. he watched as your eyes rolled to the back of your head and your brows knitted together, and he swore he fell in love with you all over again. his thumb was brought to your clit before he ran careful circles over it, blowing hot air against your pussy when you attempted to squirm away, causing goosebumps to rise against your skin. you could feel him smirking against you, and at this point you didn’t really care.

“de-deku… i’m- what the f-fuck..” you were at a loss for words. obviously you knew what an orgasm was, you’re not an idiot. this time was different than all of the other times you had willingly explored there on your own. it was something so much stronger, so much better. “i know, bunny. go ahead pretty girl… cum for me.” he spoke, muffled against your juices and folds.

his command was all it took for you to feel a strong coil within your stomach snap, and your mouth formed a silent ‘O,’ shape as your body shook in pleasure and you saw white spots all over your vision. your orgasm washed over you like a crashing wave, your desperate and pathetic fingers digging into the soft handcuffs you still wore.

“deku? ‘m tired now…” you mumbled in response to him unzipping his pants and undoing your handcuffs. “already?” he said playfully, but his face was nothing but serious. you nodded and hummed quietly in response as he looked down at you, noting how angelic you looked in this warm lighting that he had set up throughout the room using small lamps, cozy lights, and candles. not real candles, of course- what if you got burned when he wasn’t there?

“we’re not done yet, pretty girl. on your knees.” he looked down at you as he stood at the foot of the bed, watching you crawl over to him. you looked up at him, unsure of what to do next. “why am i here?” his eyes widened in realization that you actually didn’t know what to do this time, and it only made him more excited and honored to be your first. he pulled his pants down a little more, revealing his black boxers and a huge bulge.

“go ahead, take it out.” you hesitantly reached towards the bulge and pulled his boxers down, his large and throbbing member springing up and slapping you right in the nose. “ow…” you mumbled to yourself, and deku laughed. “fuck, you’re so cute. now take it in your hands and pump it a few times, use that pretty mouth.”

you ran your fingers across the tip, not knowing how much that stimulated him. after hearing a soft grunt when you ran your thumb across the tip, dragging his pre-cum along a large vein down the base, you assumed it was a good thing. your eyes explored the strange new thing as he took a fist of your hair. you looked up at him and winced at the sudden sting in your scalp.

“suck on it, bunny. use your mouth.” he repeated again, growing impatient. you grew determined to make him feel good too, all thoughts of fighting back leaving your mind. your hand nearly wrapped around his entire girth, but he was too thick for your smaller hands to do so. once again, hesitantly, you kitten-licked the tip a few times as his eyes shut calmly for a moment. your warm mouth wrapped around the tip as he basked in the feeling of the wetness, you released it with an unintentional pop.

“like this?” you asked innocently as he looked down to watch you suck his length, moving down slowly as you attempted to take all of him in your mouth. you could only go halfway before he hit the back of your throat, and when you gagged cutely around him, the grip on your hair tightened and a quiet whimper escaped the back of his throat. you picked up the pace in response and sucked even more furiously as best as you could, repeatedly gagging and hollowing your cheeks. “y-yeah… aauhh, jus’ like that, bunny.”

you continued your sucking and gentle pumping and tongue swirling around him as he continued to yank at your hair and admire your tear stained face and saliva covered mouth and throat. “aah.. yer’ sure you’ve n-never.. mgh, done this before?” he struggled to speak due to his many grunts and moans.

you nodded quietly as you felt him harden and pulsate in your mouth, repeatedly hitting the back of your throat. he suddenly pulled your hair, hard, and you winced loudly. he got down to your level and cleaned your face using his hand and dragged a thumb across your lip, consumed in the way tears pricked at your eyes just for him. “wh-what was that for? ‘m not done.” you muttered, reaching towards his cock when he stopped you with a chuckle and a deranged grin.

“like it that much, hm? we’re not done yet, bunny. don’t worry.” you tilted your head, your eyes then widening. “y-you mean, we’re gonna..” you trailed off as he gently pushed you down by your shoulders onto you back, crawling on top of you and hovering over your body. he cupped your cheek with one large hand and used his knee to spread your thighs apart. he clicked his tongue and trailed kisses from your jaw down your neck to between the valley of your breasts, looking up at you with his emerald green orbs.

“don’t act clueless, bunny. i know you’ve thought about getting touched down here by a real man.” he chuckled, slapping his length against your cunt two times, causing you to jump. “d-deku, please don-” your own words were caught in your throat when he slid the first few centimeters in, causing you to gasp and tug roughly on your handcuffs. “g-get off.. aauh..” you whimpered, attempting to push him off of you, clearly doing nothing. you fought the growing sting in your velvety walls as he slowly inched in.

“its okay, pretty girl. a little bit at a time..” he whispered into your ear, causing your walls to clench around his first few inches, to which he smirked and nibbled on your jaw. “that’s it... good girl.” he praised as he filled you up completely. deku was so overwhelmed with the pleasure of his bunny wrapped around his cock, and the reality that he was your first that he forgot to wait for you to adjust before pulling out and thrusting back in.

“deku!” you cried out in pain as his eyes widened and he immediately wrapped his arms around you, hugging you into his chest. “i’m so sorry,” he rapidly apologized over and over again, claiming he lost control and would wait now. “i-it hurts...” you muttered into his neck before nodding a minute later, signalling he could now move. he slowly pulled out and thrust back in, his tip barely brushing up against your cervix. he moved once more and a swirling pool of pleasure slowly took over any remnants of pain.

“mmph.. faster, deku.” you mewled out his nickname that you’ve had for him since you were little, and his heart picked up the pace before looking into your eyes and drowning in your expression as he slid in and out of you, your walls pulsating tightly around him, your thighs and his balls now soaked in your juices. “fuck... aauh, you’re such a good fucking girl for me, hah.” he said in a cocky tone, now slamming into you relentlessly.

“while we’re here,” he said, his pace growing sloppier by the second. “let’s get one thing crystal clear.” he continued, grabbing your jaw and forcing you to look at his flushed face, his cock still pounding into your sloppy cunt, the lewd noises of him fucking you filling the room. “you’re mine, all fucking mine. this fucking pussy,” he said, punctuating his sentence with a light slap against your folds. “this body, that cute little expression in your eyes, and everything else about you belongs to me. not that blue-eyed shit-faced bitch.” he raised his voice causing you to flinch.

“we’re clear with that, aren’t we?” he asked as your eyes rolled into the back of your head due to him continuously hitting that spot with the tip of his member. “hey,” he growled, bringing a throat to your neck and squeezing it tightly, completely cutting off your oxygen. you clawed at his hand as best as you could despite your handcuffs, and your face grew a bright pink and almost purple. he hated slapping you or choking you or tying you up, and he hated himself for getting excited at that fearful look in your glistening eyes. he released his grip on your throat and you gasped desperately for air, glaring at him. “fucking answer me.”

“y-yeah, mhnm...” you moaned out, still recovering from being choked. your pussy clenched around him as you felt your second, much stronger, orgasm nearing. he felt his own nearing as well, your beautiful moans not helping in holding him back. “yeah, what?” he smirked, knowing he was pushing your limits. “y-yeah, we’re ..mhgn, clear!” you yelled in frustration as he got a kick out of it, enjoying the idea of you thinking you could raise your voice at him.

“you know what?” he pulled out rapidly, cumming all over your stomach before lying beside you, leaving you empty and unsatisfied. “wh-what?” you stuttered in shock and irritation, grinding your thighs together for some type of friction as you angrily yanked on your handcuffs. “now...” he kissed the tip of your nose and smiled at you brightly, as if all of this was amusing. “you don’t get to finish!” he exclaimed happily, giggling shortly after as you struggled and tugged at your restraints.

“why?” you questioned the green-haired man, who said nothing. he wrapped a strong arm around your needy body and fought the urge to play with your clit using his fingertips. “why, deku? this isn’t fair!’ you whined as he chuckled dryly and tightened the soft handcuffs. “nothing is fair, my love. i have another shift now, so i’ll be gone for a few hours. need anything?” he asked in a condescending tone, knowing you would motion towards your dripping, aching cunt, which he wouldn’t help you with. he didn’t care to help your needy pussy.

he got up and grabbed the silver key he used to previously lock the basement door, glancing back at your distressed eyes one more time before leaving and slamming the door shut.

“maybe next time you won’t get some silly idea in that pretty little head of yours that you can raise your voice with me.”

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itsallyscorner · 3 years

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Ik someone else already asked for like a delivery part (and honestly, that would be amazing. Like imagine the girls reacting to Baby Mix casually dropping it in their chat). But, also imagine Tom and Y/N haven’t released anything to the public and Perrie (my loose-lipped queen) let’s it spill over a virtual interview or something, how chaotic would that be????

Anyway, I truly loved your Baby Mix stories. You’re combining two of my favourite things so effortlessly. Thank you💜💜💜

Hello my love! So sorry for the long wait, I hope you don’t mind! Thank you for requesting this and being so patient with me❤️ I’m so glad you’re enjoying the Little Mix reader! stories🥰 I haven’t written a delivery part yet but I already had an idea of how I wanted to write this so...here ya go! Happy reading🤎🧸

💌.

Meet Aunty Pez

She would be the best aunty in the world, ugh🥺 Also I’m so sorry I haven’t been active, school has been keeping me busy, but hopefully it’ll ease up soon! Sending all my love to all of you💞

At 3:14am, on an early Monday morning, the bundle of joy that you and Tom have been waiting nine months for has finally arrived. After hours of enduring pain and labor, Amelia May Holland was born. Weighing at 7.5 lbs, she had the same bright chocolate colored eyes as her father, gorgeous brown hair, a mix of your and Tom’s nose, and thankfully she inherited your lips. She was a precious little thing, always cradled in the arms of either of her parents, since they both couldn’t believe she was finally in the real world with them.

The sun casted soft rays of light into the hospital room you and your little family occupied. The warm light added to the peaceful atmosphere you were all currently in. You were sat against the hospital bed, cradling Amelia in your arms, while you and Tom stared at her in fascination. You lean your head against Tom’s shoulder, eyes never leaving your baby girl, who’s nose momentarily scrunched up.

Softly chuckling, you glance at Tom, “Not even a day old and she’s already doing a habit of yours.” The gentle smile grows even wider on Tom’s lips, a sense of pride rushing through his veins.

“Well she’s definitely her father’s daughter.” He hums, his arm around your shoulder pulls you flush against his chest. Tom hides his face in the crook of your neck, placing feather light kisses onto your skin trailing down to your shoulder, where he rests his chin.

“I can’t believe we made her. Isn’t she the most gorgeous baby in the world?” He speaks in a hushed voice, cautious of startling his newborn daughter awake. He gazes at Amelia with a fond expression on his face, large fingers gingerly reaching out to softly stroke the back of his baby’s hand. She’s only been here a few hours and she’s already wrapped him around her dainty little fingers. He would go to extreme measures to do anything for her and to make sure she lived the best life she can. She was to be treated like a princess in his eyes; because she was his princess and you’ve been bumped up to be his queen.

“She’s all we’ve ever wanted.” You turn to face Tom over your shoulder. The whole morning, ever since you gave birth, the two of you spent most of the time admiring Amelia and would burst into tears at how proud you were of each other. Not only had you both just made the most precious baby in the world, but this was a new chapter in your lives. A new experience of life with a stronger bond, full of love, and years of memories that’ll be looked back on in the future.

Tom shifts his gaze to you, the look in his eyes changing to adoration. He tenderly kisses your lips, repeating the actions a few more times before speaking. “Thank you so much for this. Thank you for being an amazing wife and giving me a family. I love you so, so, so, so, much. You have no idea.” He brushes his nose against yours, shutting his eyes, to savor the meaningful moment.

“I wouldn’t be doing this with anyone else but you. You’re gonna be such an amazing dad.” You beam at him. Tom softly chuckles, leaning his forehead against your temple, “God, I hope.”

“You will, you’ll be the best one in her eyes. I already know it.” You reassure him, pecking the corner of his mouth. You turn your attention back to Amelia, who was still sleeping peacefully in your arms.

“So when should we tell everyone?” Tom asks, resting his chin on your shoulder again. You lean the back of your head against his shoulder, making yourself comfortable in his arms.

“I think we should tell our family and friends first. I’m not ready to share her to the public yet, I want her to only be ours for now.” You quietly explain. You feel Tom smile against your skin.

“Of course, darling. Whatever you’re most comfortable with, that’s what we’ll go with.”

(Y/n)🌻: sent a photo

We thought Amelia might want to pop in and say hello to her favorite aunties for the first time!❤️

Perrie🦋: oh my goodness! Congratulations🥳🥳 I’m over the moon for the both of you!!

Oh she’s precious! Look at those cheeks!! I can’t wait to meet her🥺

Jade💜: OMG WE SHARE THE SAME NAME!!

I’m so happy for you and Tom!! You guys are going to be the most amazing parents in the world!❤️

Leigh-Anne😻: Baby Amelia, you are the most adorable baby I’ve ever seen!!!😍 Babe, you and Tom have some really good genes👀

Congrats you two!! I’m so proud of you both❤️❤️❤️

Jesy💖: Thank god Amelia got (y/n)’s genes for her lips!!😂😂 I can’t imagine another loose-lipped Holland!

I’m so happy for you guys!! I can’t believe you’re already a mum, darling🥺 We love you so much and can’t wait to see you and Baby Amelia❤️

(Y/n)🌻: You guys🥺🥺 I can’t wait to see you all and get out of this hospital! This bed isn’t doing anything for my back😭

Perrie🦋: You must be so exhausted lovey, how are you doing? I hope everything went well during delivery!

(Y/n)🌻: Very painful, I felt like I was about to pass out omg😭 The doctor kept on telling me to push, I didn’t know if I was shitting myself or pushing the baby out😭

Tom’s been amazing the entire time. Bless him, I think I broke his hand while I was pushing :(

Jesy💖: Omg!! What was Tom’s reaction to childbirth?!!

(Y/n)🌻: If you thought he couldn’t get even paler, you thought wrong! He was as white as the walls in the room😭😭 He was a good sport through it all though!

Also, Amelia’s crying. I’ve got to go, I’ll talk to you girls soon!! And good luck with the interview today, you guys are gonna smash it xx

Perrie🦋: Don’t worry about us! You’re officially on maternity leave now! We’ll send your regards for the interviewer❤️

Leigh-Anne😻: Look at our baby mama! We love you❤️❤️❤️

Jade💜: Say hello to baby Amelia and that Aunty Jade loves her🥰

Jesy💖: ^Kiss ass, she’s not even a day old and the competition for best Aunty has already begun smh.

Bye darling, we’ll catch up with you soon❤️

You smiled at your screen before turning it off and placing it onto the table beside your bed. Tom was pacing the room, cradling Amelia against his chest. He was gently rocking her back and forth, alternating from shushing her to humming some sort of tune underneath his breath. You sat back and admired the curly headed boy that’s claimed your heart. Not only was he the love of your life but he was also the father of your child. Sure you guys were young, both in your late 20s, but the daddy role definitely fit Tom perfectly.

Tom must’ve felt your stare because he turned around and sent you a tired smile. He walked towards your bed and motioned for you to lay down. Using one had to cradle Amelia, he used the other to help you get comfy in the hospital bed. Still with one hand, he fixed your hair on the pillow so that it was away from your face. His large calloused hand cradled your jaw, “Get some sleep, darling. I know how tired you are.”

You pouted at him, “But what about Amelia?” He shook his head, his thumb stroking your cheek, “Don’t worry about it, I’ll try and get her to sleep. You just close your pretty eyes and get some rest in.”

“What if she’s hungry?”

“If she doesn’t fall asleep, then I’ll wake you up. Just please get some sleep, love. You haven’t taken a proper nap since this morning and I know you’re already close to knocking out.” He reasoned with pleading eyes. You sigh finally giving in, lazily nodding in response. Tom beams at you and leans down to place a tender kiss onto your lips.

“I love you both.” You mumble against his lips. He pecks your lips once more, “And we love you too, mummy.” The moment you closed your eyes, you were out like a light.

You managed to take a nap for about half an hour until you felt a few pats on your shoulder. You were immediately awake, turning your head to look for Amelia. You looked at the hospital bassinet, where you could see her sleeping peacefully.

“What’s wrong?” You ask Tom. He was sat beside your bed with his phone held in his hand watching something.

“I’m so sorry for waking you, but you should see this.” He apologized with a pitiful smile. He scoots closer to the bed so you can look at the screen. Your brows furrow together in question as you stare at Tom; it was the girls’ interview.

“Just watch.”

“Hello ladies! Thank you for joining me today!” The interviewer started. A round of “hellos” and waves were seen on the recorded Zoom session.

“Thank you for having us!” Leigh-Anne said.

“Yeah, it’s always a pleasure to be on your show, Zach.” Jade gushed. Zach made a show of flattery making them all laugh.

“I mean I guess I should start by asking how are all of you?”

Jesy was the first to answer, “I’d say we’re all doing pretty good, aren’t we girls? You know—just trying to get by especially with all that’s going on in the world.”

Perrie agreed, “Yeah, we’re lucky enough to be healthy and have the privilege to work. So I’d say we’re very blessed and making the best out of situation.”

“That’s great for you girls. AND speaking of making the best of the situation, thank you for giving us entertainment! I’ve been watching The Search and I’m absolutely obsessed.” Zach began, complimenting the show. He continued, “Although I did notice, that there’s only four of you at the moment, and in the show. How is it like to not have (y/n) around?”

Jesy pouted, the other girls having familiar reactions at the lack of your presence.

“As much as we miss her, it’s best for her and the baby to stay home and away from the public. When it comes to your career or family; family comes first, so it was totally understandable.” Jesy explained.

Jade chirped in, “Well, she’s not completely missing out. She’s had a few virtual appearances on the show and we’ve all been in contact, we always know what she’s up to.”

“How’s she doing? With the baby preparations and all?” Zach asked the girls. Their faces immediately brightened with joy, especially Perrie how squealed and clapped her hands in delight.

“Oh she’s doing wonderful, we were just texting her! She’s officially on maternity leave!” Perrie cheered. On the screen, Jesy eyed Perrie warily.

“Officially on maternity leave?”

Perrie smiled widely, “Yes, she is! She sent us a photo of the baby in our group chat and my goodness! Their baby is so cute, I just want to pinch her little cheeks!”

The three other girls’ eyes widened at the things coming out of Perrie’s mouth too stunned to say anything.

Zach squinted at Perrie, “Wait she’s already had the baby?”

“PERRIE!”

“Yeah, today actually.” The blonde answered proudly.

“PERRIE SHUT UP!”

“STOP TALKING!”

Perrie stopped, looking at the three girls offendedly, “What?”

“Oh my god, she did not.” Leigh-Anne facepalmed herself. Jade’s jaw was slack and Jesy’s eyes were wide with horror.

“Babe, do you know what you just did?” Jesy questioned Perrie, fingers pinching the bridge of her nose in stress.

You paused the video, taking in what just happened.

Tom eyed you carefully, “Your phone’s been blowing up consistently. Pez even called me to apologize, she feels really bad (y/n).”

You frowned knowing that Perrie was most likely upset at herself. You’ve been friends with Perrie for years now. It was common knowledge amongst you and the girls that if something big and secretive were to happen, you were to never tell Perrie. Not that you all wanted to leave her out on propose, she just didn’t know how to keep her mouth shut. When Perrie found things that made her happy or excited, she didn’t know how to contain her happiness. So it wasn’t completely a surprise to learn she’s told the world you and Tom were finally parents.

Tom noticed that you were still quiet, “Are you mad, darling?”

You shook your head, “No—no, I’m not mad at her. I know Perrie can get too excited sometimes.”

“So you’re okay with this?” Tom asked you, knowing that just an hour ago you said you wanted to keep Amelia away from the public. His hand reaches for yours, grasping it.

You tilted your head at the ceiling, “Yeah, I guess I am? I mean it’s not like she said Amelia’s name or anything. All she told them was that I gave birth already.” You paused and turned to look at Tom.

“Plus, I think she’s saved us the trouble of figuring out how to tell the world about Amelia.” You send him a smile. He reciprocates the action and brings your hand up to his lips, pressing a kiss to the back of it. “We don’t have to tell them anything more. All they have to know is that you’ve given birth and our little princess is healthy. Also that we’re very happy. The rest of the details will only be for us. For now.”

“For now.” You confirmed squeezing his hand. You glanced at your phone and motioned for Tom to give it to you. Scrolling through your contacts you clicked on Perrie’s name, “I guess we should call her and thank her.”

You clicked on the FaceTime icon and not even a second later, Perrie immediately answered the call.

“I am so sorry.” She apologized, hand covering her face. You chuckle at her and shake your head, “We’re actually calling you to thank you Pez.”

Her face contorts into confusion, “What do you mean thank me? I just exposed the two of you during a live interview.”

Tom poked his head into frame, “Well one, you’ve announced that Amelia’s here already, so that’s one thing off our list. And two, you just saved me months worth of relief during interviews. Now that everyone knows we have a baby, I don’t need to be scared of accidentally slipping it out when I have to do promos!”

The blonde looked between both you and Tom I’m disbelief, “Are you kidding me? If I knew you two would’ve responded this way I wouldn’t have been spending the last hour beating myself up for it.”

You laughed smiling at her. Perrie beamed at the both of you, “For just delivering a baby, you look gorgeous hun. You’re glowing.”

“Aw thank you, lovey.” You look at Amelia from the corner of your eye. “Do you wanna see her?” Perrie eagerly nods at the camera. Tom takes the camera and rounds your bed to the bassinet. Aiming the camera above Amelia he said, “Amelia, meet Aunty Pez.”

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adhdeancas · 3 years

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wait so fellow adhder I'm I think that actually all of the TFW are actually ND. Cas has autism, dean has adhd, and hear me out, Sam has ocd. the intrusive thoughts? obsessive behavior? eating and acting clean literally to a point where it is inconvenient for everyone involved? I think he is obsessing over being clean and fresh (compared to demon blood and souless Sam, sleazy and nasty Sam) also I have a few reasons for thinking dean us adhd but y do u think so sorry I'm rambling

let’i’ve been waiting all my life for you to come into my inbox and talk to me about this

of COURSE TFW are ND!!! of course!! and yes, yes, we all know Cas has autism I love my autistic angel and i love the hc that Sam has ocd because it does fit really well!

(sectioned all of this out because it’s better for adhders to read, you get it)

his ocd directly bleeds into his poor self-esteem like you said with the demon blood! he feels the need to be pure and even though he canonically knows that these things (like eating clean, running, etc) can’t help his problem, he still tries because he kind of... has to.

also OCD is often connected to a need for control, and the physical state of sam’s body is the one thing he has control over (which is also where we get into eating disorder territory). Sam has had so little control over his life, especially growing up, and for most his childhood, he didn’t even control what he ate (with Dean making/buying his meals). SO once he gets out of that environment, he hyperfixates on this new freedom!

we can also go to the hand pressing with this. a literal compulsion that even after the effect of the pain wears off once the hand heals, he still does it as a grounding method. nonsensical compulsion to calm anxiety? yes OCD

can also be linked to childhood trauma but what ND can’t be amirite

emotional regulation once again - remember Angry Boy King Sammy? So angry he doesn’t know what to do and can’t control it and feels like he’s gonna explode with the rage?

intrusive (sometimes violent) thoughts are a huge marker for OCD and Sam’s obviously sometimes come from Unnatural means but they are also a part of him and kind of always have been

religious themes are also huge in OCD which Fits and makes me EMOTIONAL Sam I’m so sorry he spent his whole childhood feeling unclean and unholy and Fixated on that to the point of praying to a God his family didn’t believe in just so he could be Clean fuck

also i think it’s really interesting and cool that of the two brothers, Sam shows the most obvious signs of OCD even though he is canonically the messier brother and the brother not worried about IRL germs (i know the writers didn’t try to do this but i don’t care they didn’t play into the OCD means i must germex! trope)

AND ADHD DEAN!!!

let’s first look at the obvious: Dean is highly skilled in combat, even though he hates physical exercise. Why? ADHD brain tied up with anxiety is hardwired into flight or fight, not sit and focus on one thing. it’s constantly picking up on threats and peripheral vision and all that shit

he also has a spotty history with books! like i’ve said before, not shit writing, this is Dean’s ADHD. Dean as a kid read some high-brow books and he still does occasionally but he doesn’t nearly as much as an adult because it became much harder!! and because he just couldn’t devote that much attention, even as a kid, to things that he wasn’t really interested in! This is why he hates research

he’s known far and wide for his impulsiveness, his knee jerk decisions. it’s part of what makes him a good hunter and part of what makes him human disorder incarnate - It’s ADHD

Low frustration tolerance and rejection-sensitive dysphoria! Dean has a really hard time regulating his emotions and especially anger - especially especially especially when he feels like he’s being rejected or abandoned. it’s literally his worst fear

^^^^ rejection-sensitive dysphoria also plays into his low self-esteem (god poor kid to have RSD in an environment growing up where Everyone Was Constantly Busting Each Other’s Balls and couldn’t be emotionally available to also tell you they actually love you), high self standards, and social anxiety (he’s a bullshitter, his chameleon charm is also a symptom of his social anxiety and RSD)

also Dean has lots of sleep problems both ways and complicated relationships with motivation and inner restlessness versus a yearning for stability

comfort items / food!! now i can’t find the research on this so forgive me because i know i’ve read it somewhere that ADHDers tend to gravitate toward familiar things or foods! (like Dean’s burgers and his car / motels that are all basically the same) it is a very ND thing in general as well

along that line, ADHDers tend to have sensory processing issues - it’s why Dean has an Outfit Recipe of the same types of clothes that he sticks to - also why he delights so much in sensory stuff like magic fingers and the Dead Guy Robe

(((jfc i thought of this point while writing out the last one and then forgot it and had to stare at the screen for a minute, now I’ve forgotten it again while writing this thank you adhd))) AH YES! auditory processing! Remember how we make fun of Dean for his lame comebacks? Remember how we make fun of him for his buffer speed in The Scene? baby that’s because it takes him five extra seconds to translate those words let alone RESPOND

not to mention people with ADHD often have much higher rates of anxiety/depression (duh) and substance abuse (yes)

lmao in researching this the article I was looking at says that lead exposure as a child can lead to ADHD and jfc you KNOW those shitty motels had Exclusively Lead Paint smh

BUT ONE OF MY FAVORITES of course has to be that Dean gets along so well with autistic Cas!! as an adhd dude with an autistic best friend, WE DIG! adhd and autism go so well together because we can get each other in ways that others just Can’t. adhd and autism have a lot of overlap/similarities in brain function and shit.

tend to eschew social conventions and be much more straightforward/want that in others

they can both have the tendency to fidget and depending on upbringing mask that for some people - which also leads to being social chameleons

they both have comfort items / foods that NT find really strange or childish in my experience

sensory disorders!!! cas with his ONE OUTFIT and Dean with his different colored ONE OUTFIT

Anyway i’m in love with this and i have so many thoughts but here are a few of them thank you very much for this ask i love that you came to me

#ask #willowwisk #adhd dean #dean has adhd #autistic cas #cas has autism #ocd sam #sam winchester #dean winchester #castiel #neurodiversity #tw: abuse #tw: eating disorders

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hello there. my bday is around the corner and i was wondering how would random haikyuu boys celebrate it with u 💓

how the haikyuu boys will celebrate your birthday with you

a/n: my birthday is just around the corner too so this was really fun to write 🥺 i decided to do it by team bc i couldn’t pick who boys to do lmao

— karasuno

i think they’ll definitely pull some intricate plan that will go wrong one way or another

like a surprise party maybe

it was fs nishinoya and tanaka’s idea to set one up after school in the gym where they tell everyone to pretend to forget your birthday just to add that special element of surprise

but then again, guys like tsukishima and kageyama don’t need to pretend they didn’t know your birthday because they truly didn’t until hinata brought it up to them (don’t take it too personally tho lmao)

speaking of which, hinata almost spoiled the surprise for you if yachi wasn’t there to distract you 💀

despite being the second year’s idea to throw this surprise party for you, it’s primarily the third years doing all the work since tanaka and nishinoya don’t know how to organize a party for shit

poor kiyoko is actually doing all the work while daichi and asahi are putting up decorations with the help of the first years (tsukishima had to be forced tho smh)

yamaguchi and yachi seem like the types to overthink what to get you for a birthday present, probably going all out while kageyama would just buy you your favorite drink and snack from the vending machine near the gym literally five minutes before the surprise

it’s the thought that counts ig

sugawara made your cake as well with the usual message, ‘HAPPY BIRTHDAY Y/N !!’

and since the surprise party was being held in the gym after practice, everyone had to hurry and clean up before setting out all the decorations. and can i just say, it’s chaotic™️

yachi had to distract you for a good ten minutes by asking you to walk all the way towards the other end of campus to ‘get something’ that didn’t exist in the first place

meanwhile in the gym, the second years were in charge of taking down the volleyball net to replace it with a badly homemade painting with tanaka’s messy ass handwriting wishing you a happy birthday

the third years and first years as mentioned before were setting up decorations, hanging up streamers, setting out balloons, and handing out party poppers

with kiyoko, takeda-sensei, and ukai set out a table for sugawara to place the cake he made for you (which it almost fell cause ennoshita bumped into him)

hinata was also on the lookout if you and yachi were nearby

and when you were, he shout so loudly that even you heard down the hall

finishing up any last minute details, the team sets out their presents for you with their party poppers in hand before shouting, “SURPRISE!!”

it’s all fun and games until nishinoya accidentally released confetti at your face by accident

he made up for it with his present though lmao

— aoba johsai

saying that seijoh probably won’t do anything as big as a surprise party is a complete lie

knowing oikawa and the moment he found out it was going to be your birthday soon, he’ll plan something more extravagant than some lame surprise party (albeit, badly planned without the help of iwa)

he’d probably rent out a party bus to drive around the city before stopping by at some random karaoke place downtown

he’ll only invite the third years and your close friends so it isn’t too big of a celebration that it doesn’t feel like it’s your own party

the best part of the night was mattsun absolutely outshining oikawa in literally everything

there was even a stripper pole in the party bus and he just started fucking around with you to pretending to make it rain on him,, it was hilarious

you love rewatching the videos you took of that night

your favorite (besides stripper matsukawa) was iwa singing a ballad for you and when i say that man has vocals i mean it

at the end of the night, all your friends got up to sing happy birthday to you on the karaoke machine

the second years would probably feel bad celebrating your birthday with you, so instead they take you out to get udon after school and just vibe

you were honestly just surprised that it was kyotani’s idea to take you out like this, not to mention the cute gift he gave you that he put a lot of thought into

meanwhile i think the first years are just too intimidated by you minus kunimi

like kindaichi knew of your birthday but he was just too scared to go up to you and wish you a happy birthday before handing you your favorite convenient store snack as a little gift

— nekoma

unlike karasuno and seijoh, the way the nekoma boys celebrate with you is definitely on the more laidback side, yet they still put effort in wishing you a happy birthday

kenma, kuroo, and yaku would definitely stay up with you the night before your birthday playing video games just to be the first ones to wish you a happy birthday the moment the clock strikes midnight

they’ll even set up a minecraft server that kenma spent hours setting up and building everything that you like with a gigantic banner made out of your favorite colors of wool saying ‘HAPPY BIRTHDAY!’

the rest of the night staying up playing party games on hypixel despite having school the next day

in the morning, you’d find kenma and kuroo waiting outside your house so they can walk the birthday celebrant to school, plus they had bags in their hands to which you assume were presents for you

it was then did you realize that you were going to get more throughout the day after kuroo mentioned how he told the team that it was your birthday

there was something embarrassing and a bit cringey being showered with attention for your birthday, especially at school, but you still appreciated the team’s efforts

throughout the day, people would notice the gifts in your hands and would wish you a happy birthday, definitely causing a stir in the school when yaku, lev, and yamamoto burst into your classroom to shout happy birthday

while yamamoto is literally showering you with birthday wishes and presents, lev would give you a cute plushie of your favorite animal along with a little cake

he’d probably ask to eat it with you during lunch lmao

by the end of the day, kuroo and kenma would help you carry all the presents you received as you guys end the day off getting ramen

— fukurodani

i don’t think they’ll make a big deal out of it knowing you don’t like making a big deal out of your birthday either

the only reason why they even found out that your birthday was around the corner is because bokuto couldn’t keep his mouth shut

it played out somewhere along the lines like this: akaashi would ask you if you were free this weekend so you two could study for the upcoming math exam

bokuto was there as well when you had to ask for a raincheck on studying as your parents were forcing you to go out on a celebratory birthday dinner (as by their words, “it’s the least you could do.”)

to which bokuto literally gasps and shouts, “IT’S YOUR BIRTHDAY THIS WEEKEND?” his words echoing throughout the gym and definitely catching the attention of the rest of the volleyball team

if that’s his reaction to finding out it’s your birthday soon, just imagine how shocked he would be when you tell him that you don’t really like celebrating it

akaashi would definitely understand and opted to buy you a little something for his appreciation and give it to you the following day, but bokuto wants to full on throw a party for you

“come on! it’ll just be a little get-together at the park!” he would beg

“thank you, bo, but i’m honestly fine just going out to dinner with my family.”

he would huff, planning to throw one as a surprise party instead, but akaashi immediately shoots down his idea out of respect for you

instead, bokuto would channel all that energy to giving “the best birthday gift of your life!” (end quote)

even konoha would challenge him on that just to tease him, but would still give you a well thought out gift

and yeah, it’s honestly kind of embarrassing seeing him walk into school with a box full of things you’re into including a giant owl plushie (school spirit ig??)

poor bo was outshined by yukie and kaori when they made a birthday cake for you

— shiratorizawa

lowkey i feel like shiratorizawa is definitely one of those private schools that would announce when their student’s birthdays are when they come close

like no one of the vb team would’ve found out your birthday was in a couple days if it wasn’t for that overhead announcement made by the vice principal

however, i wouldn’t think they’d make a huge deal out of it besides tendou maybe

the moment you would walk into the gymnasium, he’ll immediately wish you a happy birthday loudly before nudging ushijima to do the same

instead of one big party, you celebrated with them almost individually

tendou and ushijima both took you to the aquarium and bought you a gift that you specifically chose out cause they’d probably wouldn’t be bothered to do so without you

and then you’d go out with semi and reon to which you three just get sushi after school

lowkey i feel like they would buy literally anything you show even the tiniest amount of interest in and they’ll buy it within a snap

you literally had to stop semi from buying you anything else as he’ll end up spending all his pocket change when the sushi was enough

and unlike their upperclassman, shirabu and goshiki would probably just celebrate with you by just hanging out at your house--watching netflix, playing video games, maybe ordering some pizza

it’s pretty simple, but they’ll be there all day cause the time spent together is just really nice

— inarizaki

the twins literally cannot keep their mouths shut

the team was already pretty aware of your birthday, but they have been keeping the surprise party for you on the downlow ever since the twins proposed their idea of doing a little picnic for you

but go figure that it would be atsumu and osamu exposing their entire plan in front of you after nagging their team not to say jackshit in front of you

they’d still follow through with their plans, however, despite not being a surprise anymore

the little celebration would be held at the park, suna being in charge of the picnic blanket, kita being in charge of bringing drinks, osamu being in charge of bringing the food, and atsumu being in charge of... well,, bringing you ig

aran would arrive late only because he had to get his bday gift for you (which btw was the best one fs) as well as picking up your birthday cake with the words ‘HAPPY BIRTHDAY BITCH <3′

it’s so obvious that suna was the one who ordered the cake, but it’s literally the best you have every received

overall, it’s pretty chill but you couldn’t ask for anything more knowing their efforts and how you’ve been laughing your ass off the entire time

you guys would even watch the sunset as yall sat atop a hill, taking photos to put on your stories and to post on social media

out of the hundreds of photos taken of you with your cake or aran force feeding suna food, the group photo taken exactly at golden hour was your absolute favorite

#haikyuu!!#haikyuu #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu scenarios #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu headcanons #karasuno headcanons #shiratorizawa headcanons #aoba johsai headcanons #haikyuu fluff #iwaizumi x reader #atsumu x reader #bokuto x reader #ushijima x reader #kuroo x reader #shirabu x reader #goshiki x reader #akaashi x reader

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