#just wanna say lets hug and if you want to id love some back rubs n pats hh

[robotgirlservos]

Suuuper rough sketch but that bolt right in the middle of my back is real sensitive and im really touch starved

#robo beeps #delete later #maybe #i have better pics of this sonehere #just wanna say lets hug and if you want to id love some back rubs n pats hh

[pacienties]

— txt as ur older emo bfs pt. 2 >:3 !!

warnings <3: !smut, ddlg themes, cursing, (again writing from my own experiences w my current partner/exes) (this is more of how txt n the reader began dating), size difference, mentions of smut (actual smut!), texting!

a/n <3: holy shit??? im almost at 300 likes for pt. 1 ??? i love u guys sm :: hope u guys enjoy !!!

!emo txt who all your friends would warn you about befriending especially dating, “oh no girl don’t even THINK about it you don’t want him he gives off school shooter vibes” your friends put the emphasis on the word think as you watch the elder boy sit alone during lunch while wearing over the ear black headphones

!emo txt who would stare at you while you sat with your friends during lunch looking away quickly the moment you flashed them any looks making you sigh sadly, ‘why doesn’t he just talk to me? am i really that weird?’ you’d think to yourself deciding you weren’t that hungry but you decide to get up and walk towards the boy, so what if he was off putting or a total loser like your friends said? that was your type anyway

!emo txt who would eventually invite you over their house for gaming and anime binge watching sessions after sitting with them at lunch, they were always puzzled at how someone as sweet as you could possibly wanna befriend someone like them but they wouldn’t fight it

!emo txt who would always let you borrow their pierce the veil cds !! they’d say that you’d remind them of the song emergency contact and you being you you’d always blush when they would tell you that

!emo txt who would allow you to do a makeover on them !! “hold still” you’d frown painting their nails jet black you’d let out the biggest whine when they’d mess with their fingers causing the nail polish to chip so you’ve decided to move on to their eye shadow, giggling at how eyeliner looked really good on your boyfriend

!emo txt who wouldn’t talk as much and just prefer laying their chin in their palm as they’d watch you passionately talk about your hyper fixations “im not boring you right?” “no baby of course not”

!emo txt who would smile ear to ear when you clapped excitedly jumping up and down in place when they get their face pierced, you always talked about them getting lip, tongue and eyebrows piercings you just didn’t think today would be the day. “you like it?” they’d ask you bending down to your height as you nod rapidly before you whisper in their ear, “yes like it so much” you’d reassure “but id also wanna feel your tongue piercing on my clit” their eyes would go wide before they smirk down at your flushed face

!emo txt who wouldn’t mind you stealing their band tees or very large bracelets they’d smile at how tiny you’d look wearing them

!emo txt who would be shocked that you weren’t as innocent as they thought you were, “holy shit” they’d curse as they felt your tiny mouth (it wasn’t that tiny but to them it was) take their entire member do your throat as you’d mewl around their shaft, as you lazily rubbed your clit looking up at your boyfriend as you bopped your head up and down on them with pleading eyes begging for them to touch you

!emo txt who would push you away after they face fucked you, forcing you on your back as they finally paid attention to your pussy making you let out high pitch moans. the emo boy would then shove his ring covered fingers in your mouth as they begin to slam their cock in your pink insides smiling as they hear you whine out a “i can feel you so cl-close daddy”

!emo txt would agree to doing your hair smiling at your compliments on how well they placed a pink ribbon in your hair before you tackle them into a hug pressing a million kisses on their face

!emo txt text messages would include:

2:30 pm monday

🩷🎀💗: walk me to class after lunch!!

🖤🚬⛓️: woah? r u being dominant?

🩷🎀💗: yes!!

🖤🚬⛓️: that’s cute

2:34 am friday

🩷🎀💗: after being friends with you for a while i’ve come to the conclusion that you definitely have some daddy issues

🖤🚬⛓️: no im not u

🖤🚬⛓️: i have different issues tho

🩷🎀💗: oh WE can tell

🖤🚬⛓️: alright princess

🖤⛓️🚬: ur the last one to be talking miss “but guys please hear me out! i wanna call him daddy and have him call me his little girl that would totally fix me!”

a/n: i have to mention pierce the veil in my emo txt fics at least once im sorry ):

#coquette #emo boyfriend #emo x coquette #txt x reader #angelina’s garden ♡! #txt #txt smut #txt x y/n

[jay7543]

You’re ghosts little pet boyfriend

18+++

M4m

Hey!!!! This one is gonna be longer, and pretty kinky, some exabitionist/pet play stuff, just cause I think it’s kinda hot(especially if it means you’re ghosts pet, like that’s so hot 🥵)

I might branch out a bit soon, do some baldurs gate stuff, might do some konig stuff too, I’m having a lot of fun(and end up very turned on) writing these, so I hope you do to, enjoy!!!

You’ve been into pet play and outdoors stuff for a while, but you’ve been scared to tell ghost. I mean, how do you tell someone you like to be treated like a pet, with a collar, and a leash, and taking walks….in public….naked, it’s hard to tell someone. Since you two have been boyfriends for a few months now, and done some crazy stuff in bed, you finally decide to tell him. You text him prior that you’re coming over and you prepare all your supplies and put them in a bag which are. A collar, a leash, a fluffy ear headband, a tail butt plug, and a pair of gloves and knee highs that have paws printed on them (you’re very into this) after a long walk, you end up at his house.

Reader-“I wonder what he’s gonna think. He-he wouldn’t care, right? I mean, I’ve eaten his ass, let him put me in a mating press, this is just as weird right?”

You try to rationalize it out to yourself as you walk up to his door and knock, a few seconds later he opens it in his mask, a tank top, and loose fitting shorts, your favorite pair of pants to see him in.

Ghost-“ hello love, come in”

He lets you in and closes the door behind you, you walk over to his couch and sit with your bag in your lap

Ghost-“so, you said you wanted to tell me something? What’s up love?”

He sits next to you and puts his arm around you

Reader-“y-yeah, it’s…it’s about one of my kinks”

You say nervously, face turning a bit red and trying to keep yourself calm. Ghost looks a bit surprised

Ghost-“what is it love, ‘ave i not been doing well with the stuff you like? Tell me, I’d be glad to do better”

He says as his brow furrows, he seems genuinely worried about if he’s been doing good or if he’s pushing you too far.

Reader-“n-no, you-you’re great, amazing in fact, I love all the nasty stuff we do, I’m happy I found someone as freaky as me”

You chuckle and blush a bit more thinking about all the stuff you two have done

Ghost-“then what-what is it?”

You take a few deep breaths and pull the fluffy ear headband out of your bag and show him

Reader-“i-I’m into pet play, like, being your pet, going on walks…on all fours…naked”

You look down and blush from embarrassment. Ghost stares at you and the headband you’re holding, he smirks under his mask and takes the headband out of your hands and puts it on your head making you blush more.

Ghost-“pet play huh? You wanna be my pet love? My little doggy boyfriend?”

He whispers seductively into your ear

Ghost-“I’d bloody love that”

You smile and hug him, so happy that he’s open to it

Reader-“thank you, I was worried about telling you, I know we’ve done some weird stuff but I was still worried you know?”

Ghost nods and takes your bag and starts looking through it, his eyes widening as he sees all your stuff

Ghost-“wow love, you ‘ave a lot of stuff for this don’t you, you do this by yourself?”

You nod shyly

Reader-“sometimes yeah, it-it really gets me off, even more than a lot of the stuff we do, I even usually shoot bigger loads with that stuff on”

You giggle as you say that, both embarrassed and proud of yourself. Ghost chuckles and smiles under his mask

Ghost-“id love to see for myself, how abut you put it all on”

He says softly yet firmly, already living the idea of ordering you around like a dog. You smile and take the bag back and start stripping, revealing your soft, smooth, pale body, your pink nipples and your cute little penis, it’s small, and you love that fact, it lets you be even more of a sub around ghost.ghosts bites his lip under his mask and rubs his cock under his shorts, it’s outline perfectly visible through the thin fabric. First you put on the knee highs, he already put the headband on you, then you put on the gloves, then you put in the tail butt plug. You then hand him the collar and leash

Reader-“can you-can you put that on me, I want my…owner to put it on”

You say, your heart flutters when you call him owner, now you can be his little doggy boy, you can’t wipe the smile off your face as he walks over and puts it around your neck and clips on the leash and pulls it a bit to make sure it’s tight.

Ghost-“good boy”

He whispers in your ear causing your penis to twitch as you start to shake your hips to make your tail wag. He notices and grabs your penis and balls all in one of his huge hands

Ghost-“looks lol my good boy is excited. Wanna go for a walk?”

He says as he smiles. You gasp and nod vigorously

Reader-“yes, yes I do”

You say, excited to finally go in a walk with ghost as your owner

Ghost-“let’s go then”

He says as he tugs on your leash to the door, lucky for the both of you, it’s already dark, so it’s less likely people will see you. You and him start walking outside, the moonlight and streetlights lighting up your way and illuminating your naked body as you walk under them.

Ghost-“my little doggy looks so cute under the light”

He chuckles as you two get to the nearby park

Ghost-“now, all fours, we’re at the park now, so we can have some fun”

You nod with a huge smile on your face and get down on all fours, finally feeling like the pet you’ve always wanted to be, your master smiling down at you. He gives your head a nice pat.

Ghost-“good boy”

You notice the bulge in his pants, his cock rock hard from seeing you like this. You crawl up to it and take some deep sniffs and nuzzle against it, whimpering as you do, signaling you want him.

Ghost-“oh, is my puppy in heat? Hungry for some cum? Then he can have some since he’s been such a good boy”

He pulls down his shorts letting his cock spring free, it lands on you face and you burry your face in his balls to fill your nose with his scent and noting else. You lick his balls and shaft panting as you do.

Ghost-“hungry boy, huh”

He chuckles and grabs your hair and pulls you away from his cock, just out of reach

Ghost-“what do you say?”

Reader-“please, please, I want it, to worship it, to taste it”

He smiles

Ghost-“good boy”

He keeps you hair firmly in his hand and forces your head down into his cock, something you two have done before in the bedroom, but it feels 100x better here. He uses your head like a fleshlight, moving it up and down fast and hard, making you gag and gluck as he fucks your face, spit and drool falls down your chin, covering your chest. After doing this for a few minutes, You get close to passing out when he finally pulls your head off, letting you catch your breath as he shoots his load all over your face and chest, growling and grunting with every shot of hot cum that paints your perfect body. Without even noticing, you’ve reached down to start jerking yourself off, ghost notices

Ghost-“no, no, no. Good boys don’t jerk off, they hold it till I make them cum, right?”

You whimper and reluctantly pull your had away from your erection as you nod

Ghost-“good boy”

He says as he slaps his cock on your face a few times, making it hard again

Ghost-“let’s walk a bit more, let my cum drip off your chest onto the ground”

He chuckles as you get back on all fours and he tugs your leash so you start walking, you two walk around the park a bit, his shorts now off and on his hands, and you still dripping cum from your face and chest, you start to feel a pressure build up in you

Reader-“um, ghost?”

You ask nervously

Ghost-“you mean owner?”

He says smugly, you nod and respond

Reader-“y-yeah, owner, I-i have to pee”

You say as your face flushed, even though your naked with cum dripping off you, it’s still embarrassing

Ghost-“well, you’re a good boy right, let’s go over here and you can pee”

He takes you over to a patch of grass, expecting you to pee there, your heart starts to beat faster as you lift your leg and pee like a dog. You’re filled with embarrassment and arousal as you relief yourself in public. Ghost watches, chuckling

Ghost-“good boy”

He says as he watches you pee. You finally finish and lower your leg, feeling very aroused from the scenario. He notices and tugs on your leash leading you to a bench, he takes a seat and pats next to him, signaling for you too sit, you sit nervously, being fully illuminated by a lamp above you two.

Ghost-“now, I know you wanna fuck, let’s do it right here”

He says confidently, you look nervous.

Reader-“here? With-with the light above us?”

Ghost-“why not? I don’t give a damn if someone sees, I just wanna make my puppy happy”

You smile a bit when he says that, you stand and walk in front of him and pull the plug out, making a pop and showing him your gaping asshole, he immediately pulls you onto him and shoves his cock into you, causing you to moan loudly and cover your mouth, ghost grunts and starts thrusting, then he pulls you hand off your mouth

Ghost-“don’t hide it love, let it out, let me hear it”

You moan loudly with each thrust, your ass plapping against his pelvis and thighs, your cock bounces up and down, leaking precum. You both keep at it for a few minutes before you hear ghost laugh

Ghost-“ha, look over there, someone’s watching us”

He points to another bench nearby, with a man and a woman on it, fellow perverts out for some nighttime outdoor sex. Nonetheless, you get a bit scared and nervous

Reader-“should-should we stop?”

You ask as you slow down a little, when he feels you slow down he thrusts faster, making you whimper and moan even more

Ghost-“hell no, they’re just like us, see, they’re fucking too, we’re just putting on a show for them”

He pulls you fully off your feet and into his lap, pulling your legs up so you’re on full display for those two, and his cock reaches even deeper in you, causing you to yell out of shock and pleasure.

Ghost-“fuck yes love, your ass tightened when I did that, I’m gonna cum soon”

He thrusts faster, causing even more plaps

Reader-“m-me t-to”

You manage to stutter out as you feel yourself getting overwhelmed with pleasure

Ghost-“then let’s put on a show for them”

He thrusts hard into your ass and releases his load deep inside. As he does so, he he hits your prostate hard causing your cum to shoot out at surprising velocity, it keeps shooting out till he stops pumping, by the time he’s done there is a white puddle of your cum on the ground, he slowly pulls his cock out of you, letting his cum flow out as well

Ghost-“bloody hell, you weren’t lying when you said you cum more in public, dressed like a dog. That’s the biggest load I’ve ever seen you shoot”

He chuckles and glances over where the other couple was, he sees the man laying on the woman, both of them clearly having finished while watching you two.

Ghost-“looks like they loved the show, let’s go home, get you cleaned up”

He chuckles and stands to put his shorts back on, you slump back down into the bench

Reader-“my-my legs gave out”

You say while panting

Ghost-“guess I’ll have to carry my puppy home”

He pick you up bridal style, and starts walking home

Ghost-“we should do this more, it was amazing”

You nod, very exhausted you can only get a few words out

Reader-“I love you”

Ghost smiles under his mask

Ghost-“I love you too puppy”

He kisses your forehead

#18+ only #cod x reader #simon ghost riley #smut #ghost x reader #m4m #simon riley x reader #petpl4y #ghost x male reader #ghost smut #ghost cod #gay #gay smut rp #puppy sub

[dudadragneel]

Hello, guys! It's me again!

How are you?

So as I said earlier, I'll post two sickfics back-to-back.

The first one is a request from 🧚🏽‍♀️! My dear, I hope you'll enjoy!

🧚🏽‍♀️Can I request Felix X gf reader where he’s had a really bad day and he’s just really emotional and doesn’t understand why he keeps getting upset at every little thing and then he starts throwing up in the middle of the night but it’s mostly just the soup he’d been drinking because he didn’t eat much and I’ll let you carry on from there….id love a Chan cameo tho😁

Honey, imma add some details from a similar dream I had (the same one my cellphone decided to just vanish with it) and I hope it will work well!

STRESSFUL DAY

You had agreed to meet with Felix at a new cozy nice date spot that had opened a few weeks ago.

It was a café that had an open area that was just breathtaking, it had this big tree which the owners orned with lights inside bottles. Around the tree, there was a big area of wooden bleachers where the guests could just sit around and relax.

It might just be the most beautiful place you'd seen in your life so far.

Felix's last few weeks were packed with group schedules and solo schedules and you decided to take him there so he could enjoy the place and maybe take his mind away from the problems.

You went first and sat on the bleachers waiting for the poor boy who'd get there after a schedule so you knew he'd be a little tired and stressed and could only hope he'd enjoy the place as much as you were.

After a few minutes, this beautiful-looking boy with long dark chocolate brown hair, a big dark green jacket, baggy stylish black pants with silver zippers standing out and black military boots appeared in front of you. To say you were starstruck was an understatement, you could swear you had never seen him this dressed up and beautiful.

He came up to you, hugged you, and kissed you.

- Hello, honey!

- Hi sweetie.

- You're looking so handsome!

- Thanks.

After you hugged him, you noticed he looked a little sad, not only sad, you could see his eyes were teary. You cupped his face on your hands, thumbs rubbing his cheeks.

- What's wrong?

You asked with the softest tone of voice he'd ever heard and at that right moment, with your touch and your presence, he broke down and what was once teary eyes now became almost uncontrollable sobs.

Thank God you had picked a spot far from the little crowd. You pulled him into an embrace and he hugged you so tightly it almost hurt, burying his face on your shoulder crying.

- Lix, tell me... what's going on?

You asked again, getting worried about the weird behavior.

- It's just...the day's been awful...I barely had time to eat- and everything was just unorganized. It felt like I had to be at 4 places at the same time...and even the tinniest of the inconveniences was setting me off...I don't like being like that...

- Oh honey...I know you don't...I'm so sorry this happened...

- It's just too much...it's too much...

He said breaking down in uncontrollable sobs, his back heaving with each sob.

- It's okay, baby, it's okay. I'm right here with you. You're okay.

You reassured, embracing him even tighter, providing him with the comfort he needed so much.

- Breathe baby, breathe. Here, feel my breathing.

You said as you guided his hand to your chest so he could feel your breathing pattern.

He squeezed his eyes and tried to focus on matching your breathing. It took some time but he managed to do it and calm down.

- There we go. Are you calmer now?

- Y-yes...

He said weakly not breaking the hug, feeling like you were the only one that could keep him from crumbling again.

- Do you wanna go home?

- Yes.

- Come on, let's go.

You said, getting up and extending your hand but something was wrong, Felix didn't even budge.

- Felix? Babe? What is it?

- My legs feel weak...

- Do you want me to carry you?

He lowered his head and nodded feeling a little embarrassed to say that, especially since people were watching.

You lowered yourself in front of him and he climbed on your back, burying his face on your shoulder.

You took him to the car, settled him, and left. The poor boy cried so much, he ended up sleeping the entire ride home.

When you got there, Felix went straight to the shower wanting to wash away the exhaustion and stress of the day.

At the same time, you decided to cook him some light soup, to warm him up and relax him a little. But when you opened the fridge, half of the ingredients you needed, were gone.

You thought about going to the store but with Felix in that state, you didn't want to leave him alone. So you decided to call for help.

- Hey! Chan?

- Oh! Hello, y/n! Is everything good?

- Yeah...sort of.

- What happened?

- Felix and I were supposed to be on a date but he arrived really stressed and broke down completely, so I brought him home. he said he had a really bad day.

- Is he okay?

- He's showering right now. And I need your help.

- What can I do?

- I thought about making him some soup, but half the ingredients are gone and I don't really wanna leave him alone. Can you buy them for me?

- Of course! Just send the list!

- Thanks a lot, Chan!

You wrote down everything you needed and sent him a text.

After a few minutes, Felix came out of the shower looking exhausted, with a towel on his head. He slowly walked towards you.

- Oh, come here baby.

You said softly opening your arms. He hugged you and placed his head on your shoulder, arms around your waist.

- I'm so tired...

- I know baby. Let's go lie down. Couch or bed?

- couch. The living room seems cozier today.

- Okay, come on.

You grabbed his hand and took him to the couch where he immediately lay down, eyes droopy.

- Wanna watch a movie?

- Maybe...I don't know...Okay...

- You don't have to watch it, babe. Just try to distract yourself.

Then the doorbell rang, and Chan appeared with the groceries you asked for.

- Who is it?

- It's Chan. I asked him to buy some things so I can make something for you to eat.

You opened the door and he helped you put everything on the counter and then went to see Felix.

- Hey, mate, how are you doing?

- Hyung...I'm fine...just a bad day.

- Y/n told me about it. But it's over now, okay? Try to relax a little and get a good night's sleep.

- I will. Thanks, hyung.

- No problem. See you later. Bye, y/n! Call me if you need anything again, okay?

- Alright Chan. Thanks a lot!

Chan left and you put on your apron and started preparing a soup for Felix, who was dozing off on the couch.

After a few minutes, the soup was ready.

- Honey...the soup is ready. Do you wanna eat it here or on the couch?

- Can I eat it here? Please?

- Sure.

You put the bowl on the tray and took it to him. While you were cooking, Felix had somehow turned into a cocoon, all wrapped up in the blanket. You couldn't help but find it cute.

- Oh baby.

You said with a smile and leaning in for a kiss.

- Here. Let's just eat and then sleep.

- Thank you, sweetie.

Both of you ate your meals as the movie went on, none of you really paying attention to it. You would glance at Felix from time to time and could see that he was incredibly sleepy, he was almost sleeping while eating. But thankfully he managed to eat everything. You took the tray to the kitchen to wash the dishes and Felix just sunk into the couch, wrapping himself up again. For a moment you were worried he'd gotten a fever but you didn't notice anything off when you hugged him or kissed him.

Finishing the dishes you went to the couch again and sat at the edge, hands on his thigh to get his attention.

- Honey, do you wanna go to the bedroom?

- No...can we sleep here?

- Of course, honey. Let me get a pillow.

Thankfully the couch was really comfortable, sometimes you'd argue it was more comfy than your bed. And Felix not wanting to go to the bedroom was the biggest telltale that he was exhausted.

You opened your arms so he could cuddle and snuggle with you, and he looked like a baby koala. To say he fell asleep fast was an understatement, the moment he embraced you, he was out cold.

- Oh baby, you were really stressed.

You stroked his hair while you finished watching the movie, and then you turned most of the lights off, letting only the dim ones on to make the room cozier.

Felix slept with budging for about two hours, but the stress he was feeling from the hectic day started to show off even more.

He kind of woke up but didn't open his eyes, hoping he would fall asleep again to sleep off the stress and exhaustion from the day, but his body had other plans.

Once he was up, he kept remembering how the day went, how a lot of things went wrong, how the staff from the events were really disorganized, and how he was getting frustrated at the situation. He was stressing himself to a really bad stomachache, the more nervous he got, the more his stomach got angry along with him.

Everything inside his mind and stomach was in absolute turmoil. He couldn't turn off his thoughts and his stomach was sending him warnings he very much wanted to ignore but couldn't.

His mouth started watering, he felt his stomach gurgle and his mouth was starting to taste foul as well. A cramp warned him he needed to get to the bathroom, but he was really tired. He needed your help, he needed you.

- Babe.

He said tugging on your shirt.

- Hm? Honey? What is it?

- I want to throw up.

- Oh god. Bathroom or bucket?

- Bathroom.

He wanted to say bucket, but he knew you would have to clean it later and he didn't want to give more trouble.

- Come on.

You helped him up and wrapped your arms around him guiding him to the bathroom. His stomach was rather quiet until he moved and stood up, the moment he did that it jumped making him lurch forward, hands covering his mouth to suppress a gag.

- Oh god. Hold on, baby.

You put your hand close to his mouth just in case he ended up throwing up before getting to the bathroom, but thankfully that didn't happen.

He bent over the toilet as watery pale brown vomit escaped his mouth.

You quickly held his hair before any vomit could get on it and used your free hand to rub his back as another wave ripped through him.

You felt pity for him because you knew since his day was so hectic, that most certainly that soup was the only thing he'd eaten all day.

He stopped for a moment just spitting out saliva, blankly staring at the water.

- Babe? You good?

You said, lowering your head to see his face and noticed he looked sleepy, and like he could fall asleep standing at any minute.

- Honey?

- sorry...

- It's okay. Do you wanna kneel down? You look like you're almost sleeping.

- Uhm.

You gently guided him to kneel and put the rug under his knees so he wouldn't hurt them.

- Do you still feel like throwing up?

He rested his head on his hand and nodded a yes, gulping down some saliva.

You just looked at him, putting his hair behind his ear and now rubbing his hand while he recollected himself.

He spat out thick saliva a few times then rested his head on his hand again and looked at you with tired, teary eyes.

- Why is this happening?

- Honey... It's because you're stressed. You stressed yourself to a stomachache. I know it's awful to be sick, especially when it's not related to food but anxiety and stress. But it'll be better once you're done, trust me.

You reassured him, giving his hand a soft kiss before rubbing patterns on it again.

After a few minutes of this horrible anticipation of the next wave, his stomach started acting up again.

But it made him suffer a little, first sending up queasy wet burps, then making his mouth fill with thick saliva that he kept spitting out. Finally, his stomach contracted, sending hot liquid up his throat making Felix duck his head as a wave of watery vomit mixed with bile came out, followed by another one that made his back arch harshly.

- That's it, baby. Get everything out, you'll feel better after.

You said, holding his hair and now rubbing his back up and down.

He coughed up another thinner wave and then was left dry heaving, with strings of saliva hanging from his mouth.

- Do you think you're done now?

- Yes...

He said a little hesitantly with an unproductive gag but he had nothing else but stomach juice left.

- Take deep breaths while I get you some water.

- Ok...

You came back with a glass of water so he could rinse his mouth and relax his throat. The feeling of the cold water going down his throat felt heavenly, calming him down a bit.

- Better now?

- Yes...

- Let's go back to the couch then, or bed?

- Couch...

- Okay, come on.

You gave him a piggyback ride to the couch and settled him there, covering him with the blanket and then embracing him. And just like before, he was fast asleep in seconds.

Felix was grateful for having you in his life, keeping him sane, safe, and calm. And you were grateful for being able to help him whenever he needed.

#emeto #sickfic #whump #kpop sickfic #kpop emeto #stray kids emeto #stray kids sickfic #skz emeto #skz fanfic #skz sickfic #skz fluff #skz angst #felix sickfic #felix emeto #felix x reader #bang chan x reader #lee know x reader #hyunjin x reader #changbin x reader #jisung x reader #seungmin x reader #jeongin x reader

[pahtoosh]

cozy corner

[image ID: a photocollage with pink borders. the collage has two photos of assorted stuffed animals and one photo of stuffed animals in a pink tent with fairy lights. /.end ID]

18+

masterlist

wc: ~950 words

warnings: extreme fluff. almost a thousand words of saying how much Bucky loves you. the word "daddy" is only used twice at the end. Bucky carries reader.

a/n: thank you so much for the love on "puffles, Daddy"! it inspired me to write this little piece based on the phrase "their separate bedroom that was more often used as a playroom than their sleeping quarters". I have four other drafts with the same pairing but I'm holding them hostage until more of you angels start commenting or reblogging😈

pairing: mafia!daddy!bucky x gn!little!reader

summary: Bucky makes a cozy little spot for his baby

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Bucky didn’t know you were a little at the start of your relationship. He’d heard the term caregiver before, but he didn’t know how much he’d enjoy being one until he met your little self. The first time he was with you as you went into the headspace, he fell in love with the added dynamic in your relationship. You took some time to feel comfortable with slipping around him, but he let you take your time and assured you that he loved you in both headspaces along the way. 

He dove into researching caregiver/little relationships, only wanting the best for you. He did ask you what you needed from him and learned to read your nonverbal cues to fill in the blanks, but the research was helpful for things that you yourself weren’t aware of. He’d also turn to his notes when you were little and needed something, but were too far into the headspace to advocate for yourself. The accounts from other littles and more experienced caregivers helped him feel more confident in caring for you. 

One of the ideas expressed in these relationships was to have separate bedrooms. At first, Bucky wrote off this idea because he liked being close to you, especially at night and when you first woke up. But then he read about how much the separate space helped other littles, and he knew he had to at least try. 

He started by completely redecorating the bedroom right next to the master. The walls were painted in your favorite color, the hard floor now had soft rugs, and he built a coffee table for your tea parties(or business meetings as you called them). 

At first, the new room confused you. Your little brain feared that Bucky didn’t wanna sleep next to you anymore and that you had become an annoyance. He quickly took in your crestfallen face and told you the purpose of the room, assuring you that you could still sleep with him if you wanted and that this was just another option. 

Now feeling much better, you took in your surroundings. You absolutely loved the decorations Bucky had chosen and began to daydream about spending your time in this room that was perfectly catered towards you. The bedspread was just as soft as the one in the master, but it had a fun pattern. And all your coloring supplies and toys were placed in organized, easily accessible drawers along the wall. Even in your state of mind, you could see that Bucky put a lot of time and effort into this room. 

Your eyes began to water and you tackled Bucky with a hug. He rubbed your back and pressed a kiss to your head. “Do you like it, bubba?” You nodded into his shirt, too shy to say anything.  

Throughout the following weeks, you spent more and more time in your room. You mostly slept in the master bedroom with Bucky, but now you liked playing and coloring in your room instead of in the living room or on the dining table. Even though this room was fully your space, Bucky still maintained that you had to put your toys and markers away when you weren’t using them. He’d help you if you asked of course, but he wanted to teach you to take care of your space and your belongings. 

After helping you clean so many times, Bucky noticed that you really liked taking out all of your stuffed animals and laying in a pile of them. At first he thought there was an issue with your bed, but you took naps in it just fine. When he asked you about it, you just said it was cozy and began picking at a loose thread on your shirt, a little embarrassed. 

Bucky had a feeling that this pile did more for you than you could express at the moment, so he decided to make it a permanent fixture in your room. The next day, you took a nap on your shared bed while he got to work. He rearranged the furniture in your room and collected extra blankets and pillows around the house to make what you would later call your “cozy corner”. 

When you woke up from your nap, he had you close your eyes as he carried you towards the next room to reveal the surprise. When you finally got to see what Bucky had been up to, you were delighted by the new addition. You wiggled a bit and pointed towards the corner while still in his arms, prompting him to carry you closer to get a better look. Bucky couldn’t take his eyes off of you as you admired the display. He felt so grateful that you trusted him with this vulnerable part of yourself, letting him see every emotion on your face. Right now, you were displaying pure joy. 

“You wanna try it out? See if it’s as cozy as how you usually make it?” he asked. 

You nodded excitedly, prompting Bucky to joke about your head falling off your shoulders. He gently set you down on the center of the pile. A happy sigh escaped your lips as you melted into the assortment of soft materials. Bucky felt so fulfilled from seeing his baby enjoy his work. 

You had never felt so comfortable, but there was one thing that could make this better. You reached your arms out towards Bucky. “Join me, Daddy! Please?” 

He dove right into the pile, hugging you to his chest and kissing all over your face. You spent the next few hours in your cozy corner cuddled up to your daddy as you watched one of your favorite cartoons.

#toosh writes #mafia!bucky x little!reader #mafia!daddy!bucky #gn!little!reader #bucky x little!reader #oneshot #fluff #cozy corner #cozy-corner #sfw #sfw regression #sfw littlespace #little being carried

[dylanmunson]

Vampire eddie x fem reader

masterlist /// wattpad /// request

Summary; Dustin comes back after the “earthquake” with news that eddie is gone, you lose your shit basically.

Part Two

written in first person?

word count : 2.1k 

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It was now day 3 after the supposed “earthquake” but i knew better, i knew what had gone down, i had helped them with the plan, i was there running around like a crazy women trying to make sure everyone knew exactly what to do.

Bruises are now turning different shades of purple and black, i had taken a tumble when the ground spilt in two under my feet. I hadn’t seen anyone since it happened, everyone far to scared of said “earthquake” I went down the the school to offer some help, currently sorting through clothes into different bins.

“Y/N’ dustin says walking over to me ‘henderson!’ i move around the table and wrap my arms around the younger boy, glad he’s okay and safe and no scratch on him. ‘i uh’ i smile kissing his head ‘I’m so glad your safe, how is everyone else?! is everyone else ok?’ i say as i see Steve, Nancy and Robin walk in with boxes of things. ’yeah yeah, i uh theres something i need to tell you though’ he says looking down letting go of the hug. ‘Dustin wheres eddie?’ he looks away walking to the bench, i sit next to him ‘dustin?’ ‘he saved us’ he starts ‘dustin don’t’ ‘he died a hero for this town, the town that thinks he’s a murderer a freak’ he says, i shake my head ‘no no, your lying’ i say standing up ‘eddies fine! thats a sick joke henderson’ ‘y/n’ he sighs tears now filling his eyes ‘no’ i mumble looking at the younger boy ‘i watched him die, in my arms’ ‘oh dustin’ i mumble falling into the seat next to him wrapping my arms around the younger boy. He had looked up to Eddie so much. ‘He wanted me to tell you that he loved you’ I look away shaking my head ‘no’ i chuckle before letting out a sob ‘stubborn arsehole’ i sob biting my bottom lip.

Me and Eddie, best friends, since middle school. Eddie was also my first love but god forbid i ruin our friendship over it. So i didn’t act upon it, yeah he was flirty and touchy but thats just who he was as a person, thats the relationship we had, theres no way he loved me like how i loved him.

‘like he really loved you y/n’ i shake my head letting out a sob.

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Later that evening me and dustin had gone to mine, i was now stood in my pjs and one of eddies old jumpers, trying to find comfort in the whole situation. ‘is… is he gonna get a funeral?’ i look at dustin he shrugs ‘i dunno, probably not since the whole town still hates him’ i nod my head wrapping my arms around myself ‘does it still smell of him?’ he says, i sniff the collar and shake my head ‘not anymore’ i mumble.

It was an older jumper of his, that i had stolen a while back, but it still brought some comfort, felt like a big eddie bear hug. The ones he gave when he knew i was down. ‘do you wanna go for a drive?’ dustin nods, so we get into my car, the music on low, the windows down as we drive around the town sharing memories of eddie. Our eddie. Our hero.

I drop dustin off around 11pm, apologising to his mother about him being home late with everything that is happening. I drive around a bit longer before i stop off at Wayne’s trailer, the lights are on still. i hop out of the car and walk to the door knocking slowly. He opens the door and smiles softly ‘how you holding up kid?’ i shake my head ‘come’ he moves out the way so i can walk in, but i don’t ‘i just wanted’ i stop and shrug ‘i dunno what i wanted’ i chuckle ‘was kinda hoping id knock and he’d magically be here and be the one opening the door’ i say biting my lip the tears now coming back to my eyes. Wayne smiles softly at me, pulling me into a hug.

‘he really did love you’ he chuckles ‘just didn’t wanna lose you’ ‘well now I’ve lost him’ i sob. He nods and rubs my back. Wayne had always been there for us when growing up, he was like the dad i never had.

‘wait here’ he smiles before disappearing, i stand in the trailer and look around, just seeing eddie everywhere. ‘this is for you’ he smiles softly again handing me a box ‘i know you were close and i didn’t wanna just throw them away, not that I’m getting rid of everything yet but’ he sighs i look into the box and its a few of eddies shirts and tapes. a few polaroids as well on top. ‘he would’ve wanted you to have them’ he smiles i nod ‘wayne i’ he shakes his head ‘its fine’ he smiles ‘I’m so sorry’ i mumble he nods again

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After a little chat with wayne about some fond memories with Eddie i had driven myself home, eyes a tad blurry from the tears but i got home in one piece. I sat on my bed and looked through the box of things, there was a hellfire shirt, eddie had a few around his room, them being one of the things he loved most. Of course it was The Hellfire Club was basically his baby. Theres a few band tee’s of his as well, as well as some tapes. i pick up the polaroids and look at them closely. the sneaker fucker took candids of me. bastard.

i chuckle looking at the photos, sweet memories springing to mind, I’m taken out of my little bubble when i hear something hitting my window. Frowning i get up and walk over to it, phone in hand just incase i have to attack.

I look out the window and theres nothing there, so i go and lay in bed and look over the pictures again, then the sound comes back. I groan and walk back over and open my window ‘who’s there?!’

‘Hey sweetheart’ i hear, i frown i know that voice.

I run down the stairs and out the front door turning to my bedroom window seeing nobody there ‘wtf’ i mumble looking around ‘I’m going fucking crazy’ i sigh running a hand through my hair, i go to walk back into the house ‘ahem’ i turn around as I’ve entered the house ‘miss me’

‘eddie?!’ he grins looking down at me ‘hey sweetheart’ he chuckles ‘no’ i mumble shaking my head ‘yo— your dead’ i take a step back ‘thats what i thought to doll’ he smiles “c’mere” he says walking closer holding his arms out ‘eddie your dead, your not here, your not real’ i say my breathing picking up and my heart beat racing.

‘oh I’m here sweetheart, I’m here and I’m real’ he smiles softly ‘let me explain’ i shake my had ‘your dead’ i sob the tears coming back ‘dustin told me, he saw you die?!’ he nods ‘let me explain’ he sighs, i let out another sob and fall back onto the steps of the stairs. ‘oh sweet’ he sighs closing the door and walking over to me, placing his hands on my knees.

He’s cold, his hands are like ice blocks ‘your dead’ he shakes his head, ‘the bats, they.. they didn’t kill me’ he smiles softly ‘hey listen’ he smiles taking my chin ‘I’m real’ he mumbles placing a kiss to my nose ‘I’m dreaming’ i mumble, wiping my eyes causing him to chuckle ‘sweetheart I’m real as can be’ he grins ‘but’ ‘no i know, dustin thought i died, but he we are’ he chuckles ‘eddie?’ ‘mhm’ he hums looking at me ‘your really here’ he nods his head ‘yeah’ he smiles softly ‘but’ he begins ‘but what?’

‘I’m not the same y/n’ ‘whatcha mean?’ he grins taking my hand ‘lets go upstairs’ i nod standing up, wobbling a little but he catches me before we walk into my bedroom, he chuckles when he sees his things covering my bed ‘i uh’ i mumble, he shakes his head wrapping his arms around me ‘I’m different’ ‘well we all knew that munson’ ‘i mean like, something from the books, like not normal’ ‘again we knew this’ i smile through my tears up at the boy, he groans rolling his eyes before opening his mouth showing off fangs?

i frown looking at them, running my thumb under his left thang ‘wow’ i mumble as i prick my finger. His eyes turning slightly red before stopping the blood ‘edward munson have you turned into a vampire?’ chuckle he shrugs ‘i think so, i mean i was bit by bats’ i nod ‘its weird though’ he sighs laying on the bed ‘the sun doesn’t hurt me like i thought it would, I’m also not blood thirsty’ he chuckles. ‘you sure about that’ i chuckle shoving my thumb near him, ‘y/n’ he groans ‘its ok’ i mumble placing my thumb to his lips. ‘i just needed to see you before i even try and work this out’ he mumbles against my thumb. ‘why me?’ i mumble pulling my thumb away ‘why not dustin?’

‘because i don’t love dustin’ ‘yes you do’ i chuckle ‘i don’t love dustin how i love you y/n’ he says ‘i thought i was a goner, i thought’ he stops ‘i didn’t think i’d’ he stops again getting frustrated with himself, he steps closer and kissing my lips softly before pulling away just as quickly as he stepped forward ‘i just really fucking love you ok’ he groans

‘i fucking love you and i thought i was dying in henderson arms and that i’d never get to live out this silly little fantasy i had about us’ he sighs laying down on the bed covering his face ‘eddie i’ ‘no’ he mumbles ‘its silly forget i said anything ‘no edd-‘ ‘i said no’ he groans, i shake my head and move to straddle him ‘eddie i love you’ i mumble looking down at his brown doe eyes. ‘really?’ he mumbles, i nod my head ‘really’ ‘i just didn’t say anything before because i didn’t wanna ruin what we had’ ‘so it took me dying and turning into a vampire to get you to confess’ he chuckles i roll my eyes and slap his chest. ‘kidding sweetheart’ he smiles

I groan and move to lay next to him, noticing how his skin is a lot paler then before, his veins more visible and a weird scent lingering on his skin. ‘i can hear your heart beat’ he mumbles picking up my hand, i frown and turn to him ‘what?’ ‘its like everything has been dialled up to 100’ he sighs ‘like my senses’ i nod looking down at the boy, ‘what else?’ i mumble watching as he takes my hand into his turning to me. ‘I’m a real fast runner now’ he grins, i shake my head ‘i hate you’ i chuckle he grins

i gasp ‘your ears’ i grin moving his hair ‘what?’ he looks at me ‘they’ve gone a bit pointy at the top’ i chuckle running a finger along the outline of his ear ‘mhm’ he shrugs. ‘your eyes are darker as well’ i mumble ‘when my thumb started bleeding, they started going a little red’ i smile, he nods ‘cause I’m a blood thirsty vampire love’ he chuckles ‘you’ve gotten paler as well ed’ i say just above a whisper, ‘you’ve got slight red veins under your eyes as well’ i mumble running a finger along his skin as i describe each part, taking everything in just incase this is all a dream.

Trying to remember all of his features incase this is the last time.

‘I’m not leaving sweetheart’ he mumbles ‘not again’ he nudges himself into my hand, i frown ‘oh yeah i can kinda read your thoughts’ he grins wiggling his eyebrows ‘yeah please don’t do that’ i groan he grins ‘ill try sweetheart’ he chuckles ‘mhm, keep touching my face i was enjoying that’ he grins i chuckle running a finger along his jaw. i shake my head at boy in front of me, even with these new super natural powers he’s still my loser. still my eddie. 

#eddie munson x reader smut #eddie munson fic #eddie munson #second gif is sooooooo noisy but i could not resist eddie looking up at steve like 🥺 #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson headcanons #eddie munson stranger things #eddie stranger things #eddie munson x you #eddie munson smut #eddie munson vampire #vampire eddie munson #mine #dylanmunson

[missmayyday]

Hi hi!!! Heard you were looking for requests, I might just have one for ya love 😼

If you still write for adventure time, maybe adult Finn and a reader who is also an adventurer, and they run into each other for the first time in years? Just fluff or whatever you want :]

Tysm if you do this!!!! You are amazing!! <333

this is such a cute idea I CANTTTT AAAAAAA I'm literally in love with adventure time me and my closest friend (we're probably gonna date) are literally marceline and bonnie it's so cute ANYWAYS!!! Sorry for the rant and il your work too you're literally so talented like omfg (if you get the title reference ily)

no warnings ; just fluff and VERY little romance, if any at all

TOGETHER AGAIN

You groggy rub your eyelids, letting out a groan. You sit up from your bed and throw your blanket off, pulling open the blinds to let sunlight in. 10 : 30 am. You pull a nice outfit on and leave the house. After a short drive, you arrive at a local farmers market and take hold of a green basket.

As you mindlessly swander around the premises, you see a big stand with fresh strawberries in heaps underneath and pick some up.

A smile spreads across the saleswoman face as you hand her a bill, nod, and walk off. It was an absurdly warm day, and your palms were sweaty. The basket slipped out of your grip within the snap of a finger. It was hard to catch.

"Oh, sorry, let me help with that." A voice says before crouching down. You had taken note of large shoulder pads and an open shirt. "AH, thank you, sorry about th-" "Do I recognize you?" you're cut off. both of your eyebrows furrow and then a light bulb goes off in your mind.

"Finn!" You exclaim with a grin. "It's you!" You throw your arms around eachother. "Oh my gosh, how have you been I just- wow!!" You say, feeling your tearline threaten spillage.

"I've been good myself, not much of an adventurer anymore, how about you, how are you!!" He says, letting you go and resting his hands on your shoulders.

"God, busy, I've been- busy." You stifle a small laugh through a sniff because you know you'll cry more if you don't.

"Hey, that's totally cool. I've missed you so much." He hugs you again. "Wanna come to my place? It could be great to catch up with you for a bit, I think."

You nod and smile before wiping away your tears, leaving your cardigan with small wet spots along with sleeves.

Once you make it back to Finn's abode, you sit on the couch and he hands you a cup of hot chocolate. You notice something. "Hey, didn't we find this mug when we were in the Clay Kingdom? They gave it to us when we beat that massive dragon guy." He nods, chuckling a bit.

"Good memories, huh?" You nod.

"I missed you too, Finn."

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UH UH TYSM FOR TYE REQUEST IM SO SORRY IT WAS SHORT!! KEEP UP YOUR AMAZING WORK, I HOPE WE CAN TALK A BIT SINCE YOURE SO SO TALENTED AND ID LOVE SOME TIPS AND TRICKS FOR WRITING OKAY!!! THANK YOU, AND HAVE A LOVELY DAY/NIGHT <33

#adventure time #finn the human #finn x reader #writing #Send requests #this was so fun to write #uhhhhhhhjggghgggghg

[julessworldd]

heyyy I feel like this is a wierd ask so if you don't feel up to it that's totally fine but I was wondering if you could do one where the reader is quite childlike in how they act (or maybe just young young in age) and the band are like her brothers so she gets really upset when they have to leave but they come back and suprise her during the tour?

This is so cute anony! This is gonna be platonic, bc I’m making her 17 and the boys are like in the early twenties-mid. I don’t do underage with romance..

I had been on the streets since I was 14, my father beat me and my mother wasn’t around. He said i looked too much like “the bitch who left with him and a stupid kid behind”. One night, he passed out drunk so I packed what I could and busted out. Never seen him since that night.. 3 years on my own, I had to get a fake ID to rent my apartment up from the whiskey a go go.

Being on the strip, I’ve watched bands become huge and making millions. It’s a bittersweet, they grow and leave the strip for Europe. I met Duff when I was 15, working at a diner he stopped in. It was his first night in LA and was scraping by for his food. I let him crash at my place until he got onto his feet. Duff was the sweetest man, I had ever came in contact with and it scared the hell out of me. Thought men were only nice in movies because acting and they had to for the plot. Then I met Axl, he took me under his wing, understood what is like to have an abusive dad. Izzy came along, I have the biggest crush on him still. But nothing will ever happen since I’m a kid still. Slash and Steven were the best friends you could ever have. They’re family and the only thing I got it in life.

They were leaving for tour today for 3 months, the longest 3 months ever! I had made friends with Axl’s girlfriend, Erin but it wasn’t the same. “Please don’t go, Iz”, I said while burying my face into his chest. “I gotta go, I’m sorry bunny”, Izzy kissed my head. “Y/n, we’ll be back in no time, you know?” Slash said. “But I don’t want you guys to leave me again”, I whined. Izzy squeezed harder. Duff was hugging his girlfriend goodbye, Mandy smiled at me. She was nice and told me to call her if I needed anything.

“What’s wrong, peanut?”, Duff asked. “Do you really have to go, Duffy?”, I asked as I latched to see his chest. “Yes, we do. It’s our job, love”, Duff rubbed my back. I whined. “You know you’re not making this any easier on us? You’ll be able to come next time, I asked already”. “Really?” “Mhmm” I looked up at him, “Fine! I love you guys”. “Love you too” they all said and grinned. It had been 2 1/2 months since they were gone. I got to talk to them everyday or once a week, but it wasn’t the same. I couldn’t call or hang out with Mandy everyday. She was busy with her band as well.

“Hey Y/n, get ready! I wanna go to the movies, but I think you’ll like this one as well.”, Mandy said. “Okay give me 20” I put some black jean shorts and a white Cinderella crop top on. “Huh Mandy? The movie theater is the other way” “I didn’t say the one out here, honey”, Mandy continued to drive. “I think murdering me is gonna be a deal breaker for Duff”, I said as she parked. It was Izzy’s old house in Huntington Beach. “Amanda, why are we here? The boys are still on tour for another month”

Someone or something pecked on the window, “Fuck”, I turned around and seen Axl, he moved before I swung the door open. “Ax!” I jumped in his arms. “What are you doing?”, I asked. “Missed you kid” Axl squeezed me before sitting me back down. “I missed you too”, I got teary eyed. I left someone wrap their arms around me, hairy arms actually. Steven. I turned around and hugged him back. “Hi chipmunk.. missed me?”, Steven grinned. “You already know I did” Slash and Izzy had hugged me, ruffled my hair, teased me. Like the brothers they are to me. But Duff hadn’t hugged me or said hi to me.

There he was and all his big bird glory, eating Mandy’s face off. “Hey Big Bird! So much for missing me, asshole” I yelled, making the boys laugh and the couple separating. I crossed my arms, got a mean scold plastered as he walked up to me. “I’m sorry, Princess. Can I have a hug now?” Duff grinned. “No” “Whatd ya mean no? It was my idea to come see you and bring you back with us. God you’re such a child, Y/n!” Duff sighed, backing up a little. “Nice observation dumbass! Considering I’m 17 still. You’re the one pitching a bitch like you’re 8” i spat back. Duff rolled his eyes, “Just shut up and hug me damn!” I laughed as he embraced me. “I missed you big worm”, I said. The boys giggled. “Stop calling me that. I’m not wormy at all”, Duff whined. “Okay I’m sorry big worm” “Y/N!” Duff groaned, playfully pushing me to Izzy.

#duff mckagan #izzy stradlin #slash #steven adler #Axl rose #guns n roses fanfic #guns n roses x reader

[austinsgirl]

Rather Die | Chapter 4

word count: 2355

rating: pg13?

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"So, what happened with you & Austin last night?" Eliana says, pouring some cream into her coffee.

"Well, we had a couple drinks at the bar, and we just talked." Victoria responds.

"Talked about what?"

"Um, let's see. We talked about his filming process, where he's from, his childhood, our parents, where I'm from, my past work, etcetera."

"Did you tell him about your dad?"

"Yeah. We got really deep. He told me about his mom. Did you know he & Elvis both lost their moms at twenty three? It's crazy."

"Really? I didn't know that."

"Yeah, there's so many connections he has with Elvis. He was definitely born to play him."

"So what else happened? Anything?"

"We came back here, had a couple sips of wine, then he kissed me. I kissed back, then he got a little spicy & started rubbing on my panties, then fingered me for a second until I realized it was a bad idea."

"Bad idea?? You almost had sex with the hottest guy on the planet."

"I realized we should save all of this passion between us for the film. I don't want it to get waisted away. It's my first big role, it has to be perfect & I can't let anyone or anything screw this up."

"What'd he say?"

"He seemed kinda disappointed, but agreed."

"I get why you chose not too, but damn. If I were you, we would have gone all night long."

Does she not care about Ashton, like, at all?

Victoria thought to herself. Eliana sure wants to fuck Austin more than anything it seems.

Vic gets snapped out of her thoughts from a text.

"Hey! Last night was fun. Thanks for a great time. I'm having a little party in the VIP section of this club downtown with the cast of the movie & some friends this weekend. Thought it'd be fun to get to see everyone before filming starts next week. Id love to have you there, since you are my leading lady. Let me know what you think." Austin texts.

"Yeah, last night was great (: I would love to come! Can I bring a couple friends?"

"Of course! I'll text you the info."

"Are you & Ash free on Saturday?" Victoria asks.

"Um, I am. Ash has a gig. What's up?"

"You're not going to his gig?"

"No, I've been to so many this tour plus I'm going Friday."

"Oh, okay. Austin invited me to a cast party and said I could bring a couple friends, so I was going to invite you & Ashton, but I guess I'll just invite you. Wanna come?"

"Um, yeah! You know I love a good party. Where is it at?"

"It's at a club. He was able to get a VIP section."

"Yesss, I will definitely be there."

Days have passed and it's the day of the party.

Eliana is dressed up in a silky baby pink body con dress with silver rhinestone sandal heels.

Victoria is dressed in a champagne colored cowl neck mini dress with nude heels.

Of course, you take an Uber to the club, as you both know you'll be drinking.

As soon as Austin spots you, he greets you with open arms.

"Hey! I'm so glad you came!" he says.

"Thanks for inviting me!" Vic says.

"Oh, of course! How could I not?"

Austin kisses the top of Victoria's head as he hugs her, making her heart melt.

"Let me get you a drink." Austin says to Vic. "What would you like?"

"A cosmopolitan would be great."

"Coming right up."

Austin goes off to the bar & as she waits for him to come back, one of her co-stars comes up to her.

"Victoria, right?" This really pretty Latina women

asks.

"Yes, that's me." Vic smiles. "And you are?"

"I'm Mila Ramos. I'm going to playing your best friend in the movie."

"Nice to meet you, Mila."

"Like wise!"

Austin comes back with drinks, "Oh good! You guys met!"

"Yeah! Mila just introduced herself." Victoria responds, taking her drink from Austin as he hands it to her.

"Where's your friend?" Austin asks.

"Honestly, I don't even know. She's probably out on the dance floor with the big crowd or at the bar." Victoria says.

"Well, if you'd like, I'd love to hit the dance floor with you."

"That would be great. Wanna join, Mila?"

"Of course!" Mila responds.

The three of them hit the dance floor. Mila really gets into the music, feeling herself, in her own little world. Austin & Vic flirt with each other, naturally.

"You know you look really good tonight." Austin says into Victoria's ear.

She reaches up to his, "Thanks. So do you." Vic toys at the chain around his neck that lays on his bare chest from his button down shirt being open.

"Thanks." he smirks.

Austin grabs her hand and gives her a spin, then bringing her into him. Her back faces him. He sets his hands on her hips & they rock back and forth to the beat of the music.

His lips meet her neck, placing light kisses, sending shivers down her spine.

Victoria wants him. Wants him bad. But she's keeping her word & won't give into him.

The song ends, "I'm gonna head to the bathroom. I'll be right back." Victoria says.

"Alright, I'll be here." Austin smiles.

As Victoria is in the bathroom, Eliana appears on the dance floor next to Austin.

"Hey Austin, I'm Eliana. Victoria's roommate. Nice to meet you." she says.

"Nice to meet you too." He smiles.

"So, I heard Vic won't give it up to you." Eliana says seductively, getting close to him. "I would, gladly give it up to you."

Eliana kisses Austin's neck, working her way up to his lips. Austin allows her kiss, giving her entrance. Their tongues dance with each other as the simple kiss turns into a full on makeout.

"What the fuck?! Eliana?! Austin?!" Victoria says, seeming them as she's back from ladies room. "Are you fucking kidding me right now?! I'm done. I'm out."

Victoria storms out of the club, Eliana & Austin chase after her.

"Wait! Victoria! It's not what it looks like!" Austin shouts.

"Then what?! Then what was that?!" Vic asks him as they all reach outside. Austin doesn't have an answer. Eliana chimes in.

"I'm sorry."

"You're sorry?! Why the hell did you kiss him in the first place?! Don't even try to say he kissed you first because I know damn well it was you."

"I-I- didn't mean too. I-It just came over me."Eliana stutters.

"You're my best friend. You KNEW I liked Austin, A LOT. You don't just make out with the guy your best friend really fucking likes."

"I know, I'm sorry."

"No, I don't believe you. The amount of times you would openly say how hot he is, and how you would have sex with him, as if you didn't even have a fucking boyfriend. Oh my god, you have a boyfriend."

"Please don't tell Ashton. Please. I love him." Eliana says with tears streaming down her face.

"Sure you do." Vic says sarcastically. "And really Austin? You were just going to let her fucking make out with you like that? After we were just sharing a pretty intimate time on the dance floor? After we had so many DEEP & PERSONAL conversations? After we had an even more intimate moment at my place? You know, I just don't tell anyone about my dad. You have to be pretty special for me to share that with, and I guess that's all down the drain now. I thought you really liked me the way I liked you." Victoria struggles keeping her tears in. She knows damn well she'll have a breakdown later on.

"Vic, I'm so sorry. I don't know why I let her do that. I do like you that way, I do."

"If you did, you would have stopped it. I- I have to go." Victoria started walking down the street with no plan on where she was headed.

"Let me get you a ride, please?!" Austin asks her.

"No! Just fuck off, Austin."

"Vicky! Wait!" Eliana runs after her, grabbing her wrist when she catches up.

"DON'T touch me. I'm so done with you."

"Can we please just talk about this?!"

"What is there to talk about, Eliana?! You just did one of the worst things a so called best friend could do. You know what, there has been so much shit lately that's been bothering me about you, but I've been letting it go because I love you. This is just the icing on the cake. I can't do this anymore. I'm done. We're done."

And with that, Victoria's heels click on the sidewalk as she walks away in anger.

She came across a concert venue, and noticed Ashton's band was playing there. She walked in, thankfully with no troubles. The show was about to be over so security didn't seem to care.

When the show ended, she immediately called out for Ashton. Thankfully he heard her.

"Hey! Come on back!" Ashton says.

She makes her to the doors that lead her backstage.

"She's with me." Ashton tells his security. "What's up, girl?!" he asks her, pulling her into a hug. And that's when it hit. The breakdown she knew was going to happen.

Victoria started uncontrollably sobbing.

"Yo, what's wrong?" Ashton asks concerned.

She takes a deep breath trying to calm herself before speaking. "You know how I have a huge crush on Austin Butler? And like, weve been flirting and such?"

"Yeah?"

"Well, I was at the club with him & I saw him kissing another girl."

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry."

"That's not all. That other girl was-

Victoria started sobbing again.

"No, don't tell me." Ashton said, figuring it out by her reaction.

Vic nods her head yes. "I'm s-so sorry, Ash."

Ashton covers his mouth in disbelief. "Eliana was the girl who kissed Austin. My girlfriend. Your best friend."

"Yeah....made out to be more accurate."

"You're fucking kidding me. What in the fucking world. I'm so sorry, Vic. I can't believe she would do that to you."

"Thanks. I'm sorry too. I know you really loved her."

"Thanks."

"I guess if I telling you things, um, she would actively be saying how much she finds Austin attractive & how she would fuck him. All as if you didn't exist. I don't even know how many times I had to remind her about you."

"Oh my god. Really?"

"Yeah. Really."

"Jesus."

"I don't even know what to do, or where to go. I just know that I don't want to be at that apartment right now."

"Do you want to stay at my place for the night?"

"That would be great, Ash. Thanks."

"Yeah, no problem. Let me grab my stuff and we can head out."

Once Ashton was ready to go, they went back to his place.

"You can take the guest room for the night, or for however long you need. Help yourself to whatever's in the fridge & cabinets. Mi casa es tu casa." Ashton tells Victoria as they walk into his house.

"Thanks Ash. I really do appreciate you letting me stay here."

"Anything for a friend. Thank you for telling me about all this."

"Of course. You deserve to know the truth."

"Thanks. Let me grab you one of my tshirts to sleep in."

"Thanks. I'm so ready to get out of these club clothes."

Ashton handed her one of his t-shirts & she went into the guest room to change. It fit like a perfectly like a nightie on her.

She went out to the kitchen and found Ashton snacking on some chips with a beer, playing on his phone.

"Hey, do you have any pain killers? All that crying gave me a headache." Vic asks.

"Yeah, right cabinet above the sink. Glasses are in the middle one above the counter." Ashton directs her.

She fills up a glass with water & downs some Tylenol.

Suddenly, there's a knock at the door.

"Baby?! Are you home?! I need to talk to you!" Eliana says outside the door.

"Eliana, go home! It's over!" Ashton yells out to her.

"Baby, please! I can explain!"

Ash ignores her but she just keeps pounding on the door.

He gives in. "Explain what? That you cheated on me with the guy your best friend likes? And that you've been practically forgetting I exist since Austin came into the picture?"

"Okay, yes, I admit, I did all that. But I don't know what I was think- are you fucking serious right now?! Is that Vic wearing one of your shirts?!" Eliana pushes her way through the door. "Bitch, you better be joking. Did you fuck my boyfriend?" Eliana asks Victoria.

"Girl, what?! No! I'm here to just stay the night because I don't want to be at the apartment right now! I'm in his t-shirt so I don't have to sleep in my dress. Just because I'm wearing his shirt doesn't mean I had sex with him."

"I mean, you probably would to get back at me."

"I can't even think about revenge right now if I even wanted too. All I can't think about is how my best friend since childhood betrayed me."

"You know I wouldn't do it on purpose!"

"Eliana, you can say all you want that it was a mistake, but we both know that it wasn't. I am over you, I am over Austin. I am done with the both of you."

"You can't possibly mean that, Vic. You're just gonna throw away over 20 years of friendship??"

"You're the one throwing it away because you're the one who fucked up."

With that, Victoria went into the guest room ending the conversation.

"I think you should go." Ashton says, kind of choked up.

"Baby, please." Eliana begs.

"I'm sorry. But it's over. I can't be with someone who I can no longer trust."

"You know what?! Fine! Fuck you both!" Eliana yells out in frustration, slamming the door as she walks out.

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@fairysimp. Read here. The prettiest flower 17/10/20. 💙 If you’re a fairy, so am i 18/10/20. 💙 Corpse classic 19/10/20. 💙 You’re on! 20/10/20.💙 Sucks to suck 23/10/20. 💙 What are you afraid of 24/10/20.💙 Cupcakes, sugar and sundresses 24/10/20. 💙 I told the stars about you 24/10/20 💙 Feather light 27/10/20 💙 Soft vibes 27/10/20💙 Danny devito 17/11/20 💙~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

@ewritesthangs. Read here. Blurb 17/10/20.💙 Q and a time 18/10/20. 💜 Oneshot 22/10/20.💜 Blurb 23/10/20. 💙 Oneshot 25/10/20. 💜 Cake tasting 26/01/20 💙 The Big day 31/10/20 💜 Losing a pet 03/11/20 💙. Extrovert reader 15/11/20 💛~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

@marvelandsuchstuff. Read here. Sleepness nights and Golden sunlight 17/10/20💜 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

@corpsehusband-simp. Read here. Lazy day 15/10/20. 💙 Opposites attract 16/10/20.💙 Oops 1 20/10/20. 💙 Oops 2 26/10/20💜 Insecure 08/11/20 💜~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

@laysfics. Read here. Spell 16/10/20. 💜 Spell 2 18/10/20. 💜 Spell 3 19/10/20. 💜 Dinner 20/10/20 💙 Happily ever after 23/10/20💙 Bad days 01/11/20 💙~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

@bastillewolf. Read here. Shinigami eyes 1 13/10/20.💜 Shinigami eyes 2 16/10/20 💜 Panic attack 28/19/20💙 Kinda sketchy 29/10/20💜 #corpsebride 09/11/20 💜~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

@sttalkr Read here. Your voice 15/10/20.💙❤️ My little pet 19/10/20 💙❤️~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

@artist-bby. Read here. Deadass 1 12/10/20.💜 Prepare for trouble... Make it double 2 14/10/20.💜 A tired man needs his Well deserved cuddles 25/10/20 💙 Belly rubs 27/10/20💙 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

@fandomlit. Read here. Voice impressions 13/10/20. 💙 Destracted 13/10/20. 💙 Mad 13/10/20.💙 Fangirling 13/10/20.💙 Daddy (deleted). 💙 Flustered 25/10/20 💙~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

@skyeet-the-writer. Read here. Id never snitch on daddy 9/10/20. 💜 My mind is restles with the toughts of u 13/10/2 💜. You have my heart 26/10/20 💜 This is a shoutout to my ex 26/10/20 💜 And if you wanna stay, Please stay 07/11/20 💜~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

@ghostgamer. Read here. Comforting you 8/10/20. 💙 Calm nights 11/10/20. 💙~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

@iamsuchasimp. Read here. Simp 12/10/20. 💙 Simply simping 15/10/20. 💙🧡 Extra 16/10/20.💙🧡 Making amends 16/10/20.💙 Headcanons 1 17/10/20.💛 Headcanons 2 18/10/20.💛 Miss you 19/10/20.💙 Meant to be? 19/10/20.💙 Alibi 20/10/20.💙 Trending 22/10/20.💙 Ship 25/10/20 💙 Headcanon 27/10/20💛 Popular 29/10/20 💙 Bodyguard 08/11/20 💜~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

@introverted-mushroom-san. Read here. Just a human (series) 16/10/20 💜 Confession 07/11/20 💜~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

@harleysarchive. Read here. Among you and me 13/10/20. Among you and me 2 19/10/20 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

@storiesforallfandoms. Read here. Propostion 19/10/20 Caught feelings 04/11/20 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

@star-gaz3rs. Read here. Unspoken words and read messages 19/10/20 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

@locallolli. Read here. Corpse head canon 19/10/20 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

@corpsedaydream. Read here. #concepts. Neon banter 19/10/20. Sore loser 20/10/20. Cold hands, warm neck 21/10/20. It’s fine 21/10/20. Beach baby 22/10/20. Im okay 25/10/20. Wine night 001 25/10/20. Flappy bird 26/10/20. Yeah baby thats Nice 26/10/20 Monthly 27/10/20 Painted nails 27/10/20 Pet names 26/10/20 A Long week 27/10/20 Crash 01/11/20 Wet hair and warm cuddles 04/11/20 Chaotic s/o 05/11/20 Car 05/11/20 Spooning 05/11/20 Carry on 05/11/20. Corpse does Your makeup 06/11/20. Healing kisses 06/11/20. Fruit salad 06/11/20. Stress and refresh 06/11/20. Pre/post streaming 07/11/20 A fright 10/11/20. Paint wars 11/11/20. See you in the morning 11/11/20 Golden hour 12/11/20 Swing 13/11/20 Carrots 17/11/20 💜~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

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@literatureteachervibes Read here. Opportunity 1 24/10/20. Opportunity 2 28/19/20. Opportunity 3 30/10/20 Where corpse saves her from a creep 03/11/20 Opportunity 4 31/10/20. Opportunity 5 11/11/20 Simp 17/11/20 💙~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

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Mothers arent always the best 12/11/20 Soft voices 13/11/20. Shy reader 13/11/20. Without you Im just a sad song 14/11/20. Actress/actor reader 14/11/20. Faceless YouTuber reader 14/11/20. Reader owning an etsy. 14/11 Simping for 2 16/11/20. 💙 One last time 16/11/20n.💙 Nightmare 16/11/20 💙~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

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@shelswrites Read here. The Sound of a voice 28/10/10. 💙 Blurb 28/10/20.💙 Livestreams 28/10/20💙 Q and a 29/10/20 💙 Famous!singer reader 29/10/20 💙 Fight 29/10/20 💙 Tall!reader 30/10/20💙 Hand 30/10/20 💙 Nicknames 30/10/20💙 Roommate 30/10/20 💙 Nicknames 30/10/20 💙 First night at corpses House 31/10/20 💙 Painting nails 31/10/20 💙 The feel of a touch 31/10/20💙 Playing with his hair 01/11/20 💙 Period 01/11/20 💙 24 hour livestream 01/11/20💙 Corpse in maid dress 01/11/20 💙 Knitted blanket 02/11/20💙 Dyeing eachothers hair 02/11/20 💙 Taking Care of his hair 02/11/20 💙 Playing with his hands 03/11/20 💙 Sharing clothes 03/11/20💙 Bisexual 03/11/20 💙 Imposter duo 03/11/20💙 Cat ears for corpsie 04/11/20💙 Holding grugdes 04/11/20 💙 Laying on Your lab 05/11/20💙 Studying 05/11/20💙 Helping him with his anxiety 05/11/20💙

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@rxvenclawwriting Read here. The aftermath of scary videos 28/10/20. Internet trolls 29/10/20 Sketched conffesions 02/11/20 Tiktok famous 03/11/20 Just a slip of the tongue 04/11/20 The Challenge of Touch 05/11/20 Q and a 14/11/20 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

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@ruby-lavorre Read here. Ramen 29/10/20. Dating corpse HC 30/10/20 Dating corpse HC 2 31/10/20 Holding out 01/11/20 Best friends hc 05/11/20 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

@rock-c Read here. Kandi 30/10/20. Shortstack 30/10/20 The bassist 30/10/20 Movie marathons 01/11/20 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

@b-star-wonder Read here Headcanon 30/10/20. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

@moonlightsimp Read here. Cuddles headcanon 01/11/20.💛 Choose me 03/11/20 Simp 05/11/20 Needy 06/11/20 Shower feels 10/11/20 Social media au 13/11/20🧡 Social media au 13/11/20 🧡 Moving in 14/11/29 Pretty baby 16/11/20 💙~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

@anata-e-no-izon Read here. A Big whoopsie 25/10/20. Rivalry 30/10/20. Ignorant opinions 09/11/20 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

@antisocial-dumb-ass Read here. Sleepy time phone Call 02/11/20. 💙 The impostor among us 02/11/20. 💙 Cuddle time 17/11/20 💙~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

@bibliofilia Read here Ships passing in the night 03/11/20. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

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@impala-1979 Read here. Dead 05/11/20. Their life had barely begun 08/11/20 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

@abluecorpserose Read here. Pretty boy 25/10/20. S/o with Anime voice 06/11/20. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

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@marvelfreakbrynnlee Read here. The elf in the café 07/11/20. The elf in the café 2 10/11/20 The elf in the café 3 15/11/20 💜~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

@syukkunii Read here. Cuddles hc 09/11/20. Corpse flirting during livestream 11/11/20 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

@pepinotpepe Read here. Wildflower 08/11/20. Wildflower 2 08/11/20. Wildflower 3 09/11/20. Wildflower 4 11/11/20 Wildflower 5 12/11/20 💙 Wildflower 6 17/11/20 💙~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

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[ptergwen]

through the lens

w/c: 2.3k

warnings: swearing and mentions of blood (all fluff tho!)

summary: yours and peter’s date night doesn’t go as planned, thanks to his “little” accident and mj’s photography project

a/n: it’s been a minute but i’m back! for now lol i promise i’ll be way more active when exam season is over <3 this was based off the lovely pic above taken by the even lovelier zendaya and i hope you enjoy these… let’s call it random workings of my mind

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“hang on, can you come closer?” mj instructs you, you promptly stepping towards her. “is this good?” “great,” she affirms and squints behind the camera. “smile really big on the count of three, okay? one, two, three!” doing as she says, you give mj your cheesiest grin with your eyes squeezed shut and all. she snickers while snapping the moment on her polaroid.

mj asked you to be her subject for a photography project. you’re happy to do it, although it’s super last minute. like, barging-into-your-room-and-begging-you-for-help last minute. she was supposed to turn this in days ago. lucky for mj, her teacher was feeling generous and gave her an extension.

you have to work fast because of mj’s deadline and your plans with peter. he’s coming over for a movie marathon and cuddles right about now. well, he’s actually running a tad bit late. that’s typical peter for you.

“just a couple more, and then you’re free,” mj informs you while shaking out the polaroid. “this is honestly pretty fun, you know.” you glance at the photo she’s holding with an eyebrow quirked in surprise. she captures you well. “what made you choose me?” “no one else was free on a saturday,” she snorts and tosses the picture in a pile with the rest.

your mouth falls agape. “i’m not free! peter’s gonna be here in…” you check the time on your phone, much to your dismay. “he’s a few minutes late, but still. i have things to do, too.” a smirk sets on mj’s face as she gets ready for the next photograph. “relax, y/n/n. i was kidding. i’m sure spider-dweeb will be here sooner than you know it.” sighing lightheartedly, you take a seat on your bed.

“don’t call him that,” you shake your head. mj throws her own head back to the ceiling. “ugh, but that was a good one,” she insists, you only humming. “it’s better than penis parker, at least.” “nah, i like the alliteration,” you laugh out and earn a giggle from mj. “you’re lucky parker doesn’t have super hearing, or does he?” winking, you hit a pose for mj. you’re looking at her over your shoulder with smolder eyes.

“ask him yourself, after you get this shot.”

the two of you continue messing around with her polaroid until the film is almost gone, and peter has yet to arrive. you’re starting to worry. you aren’t sure where he could be.

he doesn’t patrol on weekends unless it’s an emergency, and he would’ve told you if there was one already. he’s never this late without sending a text, either. it’s almost an hour past when date night should’ve started. on the other occasions peter has gone off the grid, they didn’t end well.

“i’m freaking out, em. do you think he’s in some kind of trouble?” you ask mj, pacing around your bedroom. she offers a sympathetic shrug. “maybe he just ate some bad yogurt. remember last time?” being the dummy he is, peter once scarfed down an entire tub of vanilla yogurt before he realized it was expired. no one heard from him for days. he didn’t show up to school or answer any calls.

may ended up inviting you over and explaining he’d gotten a stomach bug, which you then tended to him for the rest of. the story was so amusing, and so peter.

“may doesn’t buy him dairy anymore. why do you think he always raids your freezer?” you bring your fingers up to rub your temples. “the kid can empty ice cream cartons in one bite,” she agrees, silently cringing. her curiosity piques at the fact. “is that also a power?” “who cares?” you nearly shout, your fingers curling into fists. “what i wanna know is if peter is fucking okay.”

on cue, there’s a knock at your apartment door. you and mj exchange looks of urgency, both rushing out of your room to answer.

mj follows you through the hall and stands by your side while you fumble with the lock. when your door pulls open, ned has his hand raised to knock again. “ned? what are you doing here?” you don’t give him the chance to speak. “have you heard from peter? he was supposed to be here a while ago, but he never showed.” rather than answering in words, ned takes a step aside.

the sight you’re met with makes you gasp. peter peeks out from behind him, cuts and bruises littering his flushed face. he gives you a lopsided smile.

“you have your answer,” mj murmurs to you and eyes ned curiously. he lets out a nervous chuckle. “here he is.” you push past ned and practically jump into peter’s arms, your hug bone-crushing. “peter, oh my god! are you okay?” wincing, peter hugs you back by your waist. his chin rests carefully on your head.

“hey… i’m alright, baby. still pretty sore, though,” he sucks his lower lip between his teeth. you take the hint to loosen your grip on him. “i was worried something bad might’ve happened to you. i… i guess i was right.” your tone softens, you threading a hand in his curls. they’re completely disheveled from whatever went down with him.

ned heads inside to catch up with mj, the two of them letting you have a moment alone.

“someone’s got a spidey sense of their own, huh?” peter tries to lighten the mood by joking. it doesn’t work, a frown still evident on your face as you try to untangle his once soft locks. “baby, everything’s fine. i just… had a little accident is all. no big deal,” he reassures you and moves in to peck your lips. you’re so shocked that you dodge the kiss.

“little? your whole face is black and blue, pete!” you tug on the white collar of his button up, peter letting out a shaky breath. your other hand comes to rest on his cheek, touch gentle. “how’d you get like this?” he licks across his lips shyly and sets his hands on your hips. “see, on the way over there were these bad guys who-“

“no there weren’t,” ned cuts in, scoffing at the beginning of his friend’s story. peter shoots him a warning look over your head. “yes there were, ned. you weren’t even there!” he catches mj glaring at him before he continues. “don’t listen to him. anyway, i had to fight them because…” when he trails off, you stroke your thumb across his cheek, avoiding any wounds in the way. raising both eyebrows, mj speaks up.

“because why? go on, parker. i’m intrigued,” she encourages him. everyone can tell peter is lying except you. the question really is, what’s he lying about? he gulps down his spit, pulling your body against his for comfort. “take your time, peter. we can wait,” you say only for him to hear. his love filled eyes meet yours, and he nods. ned huffs at the dramatics unfolding before him.

“dude, you’re making this way worse than it actually is. just tell her!” he demands, mj cocking her head to the side. peter’s gaze flits between the two of them. “tell me what?” you wonder softly and tilt his chin, willing him to look at you again. “i… i…” peter’s shoulders slump, his voice lowering in defeat. “there weren’t any bad guys.”

“of course there weren’t,” ned confirms. “no shit,” mj adds. exhaling, you wait for your boyfriend to further elaborate. “what really happened, then? be honest, pete.” peter lets go of you so he can come into your apartment properly, you shutting the door behind him. he scratches the back of his neck as he fills you in. “ok. um, me and ned were hanging out.”

ned is attempting to stifle a laugh for some reason, which mj elbows him for. you take one of peter’s hands. “yeah?” “we were at my place, and… you know those really slippery steps on the sixth floor?” peter pauses for someone to answer, playing with your fingers. “the ones flash almost wiped out on once?” mj questions in amusement. he lets a quiet chuckle out. “good times. yeah, those.”

his gaze averts to the ground, you listening on. “so, i was walking ned out on my way over. we were talking about spidey stuff-“ “as per usual,” mj mumbles to herself. ned raises his hands in defense. “—and i told ned i could always stick my landings. he didn’t believe me.” you playfully roll your eyes, seeing where this is going. “so… i, uh, decided to show him,” peter finishes off.

“i did a, um, backflip. tripped and fell down the flight of stairs,” he finally admits to you, putting his other hand on top of your intertwined ones. “clearly, i was wrong.” his bloody face is now red from humiliation. “you didn’t trip, dude. you freaking summersaulted!” ned corrects him and bursts into laughter he’s been holding back. “idiots, both of you,” mj simply remarks.

“that’s it? why didn’t you just say that?” you almost laugh yourself. groaning, peter rests his forehead against yours. “because it’s embarrassing! i wanted you to think i’m a tough guy or whatever.” placing both hands on his cheeks this time, you nuzzle your nose against his. “you don’t have to be a tough guy to impress me, babes. you’re kind, smart, funny. makes up for you being such a klutz.”

peter cracks a grin, easily capturing your lips in the kiss he didn’t get to before. it doesn’t last long because mj gags and ned whistles at you. you’re both giggling when you pull apart, peter kissing the tip of your nose for good measure.

“you really mean that?” he checks, tucking back a strand of hair from your face. “of course. i have a thing for himbos,” you tease and poke at his bare chest. his eyes widen. “how about i get you some ice and you find our first movie?” you’re already off to the kitchen, beaming at peter. “date night’s still on?” he happily plops down on your couch, mj showing ned her pictures from earlier.

“as soon as those two get out of here,” you call loudly enough so ned and mj hear you. “yeah, yeah. we’re leaving,” mj deadpans, shoving the photos back into her portfolio. peter glances over at it curiously. “what’s that for?” “photography project,” she says and gets an idea. “i have some film left. y/n took up most of it… you losers want the rest?”

while mj coerces her way to a higher grade, you put some popcorn in the microwave for your movie marathon.

“well, i could use a new lockscreen. i’m in!” ned quickly concedes. him and mj both give peter hopeful looks. “i’m not!” he protests, squishing one of your pillows against his chest. “with my face looking like… this? forget about it.” mj walks over to him and places her portfolio on the coffee table. “what? those gashes are gnarly… in a good way, i mean,” she promises.

“painful, too,” peter murmurs. “y/n, hurry up with that ice!” mj demands, grabbing the polaroid camera from its string around her neck. you wave her off. “what i’m saying is, they’ll look sick in my portfolio.” mj forces a smile, ned looking at her weirdly. “uh, what’s the theme of your project again?” “freestyle, baby,” mj casually replies.

peter comes up with a condition that could persuade him. “if you say please, i might consider it,” he concludes, mj perking up. “please be in my project. pretty please?” she instantly requests, ned pursing his lips from behind her. peter rubs his chin. “y/n, what do you think? should i?” you pipe in from the kitchen. “yeah, so she’ll leave my house.”

“you heard the lady. i’ll do it,” peter gives in. all but squealing, mj gestures for ned to sit. “this’ll only take a few minutes. you guys are really saving my ass.” ned gets comfortable next to peter on the couch, who wants to see how far mj will really go. “aw, we are? i believe that calls for a…” ned catches on. “it comes after please…” mj picks up her camera with gritted teeth. “thank you, morons. say cheese!”

that’s the only warning peter and ned get before they’re blinded with the flash. ned does a toothy grin as he leans into peter’s side. peter musters up the best smile he can, hair a mess and cuts burning pink on his face. satisfied, mj snatches the photograph as it pops out.

“pleasure doing business with you two,” she states, you joining the three of them in the living room. you set the popcorn on the table and give peter his ice pack. he presses it to his cheek, kissing the back of your hand. “send me that!” ned reminds mj, helping himself to your bowl of popcorn. she salutes him.

“there’s my star. what do you say, y/n? wanna take one more really quick?” mj suggests, already holding up her polaroid. you take the other cushion next to peter, your head on his shoulder. “can peter be in it with me? since he’s in the modeling mood tonight.” he wraps an arm tightly around you. “let’s do it, sweetness.”

eagerly jumping in front of you two, mj crouches down to get a better angle. “on the count of three. one, two, three!” the camera clicks, and you surprise peter by laying a smooch on one of his cheeks. he’s holding the ice against his other, genuinely smiling for this picture. ned coos at you, mj showing off her work when it dries.

“how adorable,” she says sarcastically but means it. peter nods at her in appreciation, his lips brushing the side of your head. “what can i say, you’re a pro,” you compliment mj. “come on, em!” ned cheers through a mouthful of popcorn.

tonight was an unexpected and exciting mess, even if your date night did get crashed.

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[buckyownsmylife]

Walk Away - Tom Hardy smut

The one where Tom is your mentor and really shouldn’t feel this attracted to you.

Warnings: smut, age gap, famous!reader, mentor!Tom Hardy, breeding kink, risky sex, tiny insinuation of a size kink, (blink and you’ll miss), mention of a panic attack with barely any descriptions of it

Word count: 3k>

Tom’s P.O.V.

“Tom.” I stopped rubbing the sleep off my eyes the second my name fell from her lips. I didn’t need her to identify herself - I didn’t need to check the caller’s ID. I’d recognize her voice anywhere, regardless of just how groggy I was. But the tone in which she said my name, the tired, dead feeling shining through it, was what really startled me awake. “Tom, I need you.”

The desperation in her voice scared me, and I was out of bed before I could even realize what I was doing. “You’re home?” I confirmed, waiting only for the expected answer while I looked for my keys. “I’ll be there in five. Hang on tight.”

The night was cold, but I don’t think I would have noticed it if it wasn’t for the chill that had me freezing from the inside. I didn’t even consider changing out of my sleepwear - sweatpants and a loose shirt - mostly because I didn’t want to waste time on something so trivial, especially since it wasn’t that different from what I’d normally wear around her.

I’d known her for over four years now. I’d never witnessed this level of distress on her. In fact, she was never anything short of enthusiastic and happy, a bubble of sunshine that managed to energize everyone around her. For her to be this way, something big had to have happened, and it pained me to imagine just what could have been. 

It pained me to imagine her suffering, and not being there to help. So I stepped on the pedal, driving madly, knowing my own heartbeat would only get back to a regular pace once I had her in my arms again, could smell her perfume as I buried my face in her hair.

She wasn’t by the door when I got to her house, so I let myself in with the extra key that I had, noticing all the lights were off. There was only one place she could be. 

My feet took me there without even having to think about it, like there was some sort of instinctive calling from her body to mine. When I got to her bedroom, a dim light showed just how effective that connection was, as I pushed in to find her laying on her bed, waiting for me.

“What happened?” She sat up when I pushed the door open, quietly closing it behind me, and for a second there was no reaction as she took in my presence, like she needed time to realize I really was there. But then her eyes glistened, denouncing a flow of tears, and she just shook her head, as if asking me to contain my curiosity for just a bit.

“Can you just hug me?” She asked, and I felt my heart squeeze at the realization of just how unaware she was of my feelings for her. I’d do anything, anything for the woman in front of me. A hug was nothing, and I ached to have her in my arms anyway.

I sat by her side and immediately, she was on me, climbing on my lap until she could hide her face on the crook of my neck, and I froze only momentarily before wrapping my arms around her smaller body. Despite how wrong it morally felt - particularly when I remembered I wasn’t wearing any type of underwear - I couldn’t deny how right it was to both my heart and my body, how much it comforted me to feel her this close.

So there we stayed, for God knows how long. We didn’t speak - I was waiting for her decision to explain what had happened, and she clearly needed to come to terms with whatever it was. Just being there for her was enough for me, so I kept rubbing her back, eventually pulling away to press kisses on her temple, trying to ignore how her little sighs of comfort made me feel.

“I-I think I’m ready to talk.” The second I couldn’t feel her warm breath against my neck anymore, I felt cold again, but to my surprise, she didn’t climb down my lap, didn’t try to put some space between us. 

Instead, her arms remained around my shoulders, fingers playing with the collar of my shirt, making me shiver every once in a while when her nails dragged along my flesh.

“Okay,” I encouraged, only because she seemed nervous to say whatever it was that she wanted to tell me, her eyes avoiding mine before she finally managed to meet my gaze again, after taking a deep breath.

“Shawn broke up with me.” A sharp inhale resonated throughout the room, and it took me a few seconds to figure out it had been my own doing. I’d never liked her boyfriend, not ever since she first told me they had been going out, and despite how hard I tried to hide it from her, she had always been aware of my true feelings for him. 

Knowing he was the one to blame for her current state of mind only served to turn my concern into anger. 

“Why?” That was the only thing I could think to ask, the only thing I could focus on as I struggled not to throw her on the bed and run out after him. But I’d never be able to leave her alone, especially not since she was so clearly vulnerable.

There was another second of hesitation before she finally revealed, “It was because of you, actually.” Now that froze me into a state of shock. I couldn't speak, couldn’t think, all I could do was stare down at the face of the woman I loved who looked like she hadn’t just dropped a bomb on me.

“What?” Her giggle made my heart skip a beat for a second. It felt good to know that she was already starting to feel better, it felt even greater to know that I was the reason for her laughter, even if I was still fucking confused.

“Don’t worry about it.” Now that just wasn’t good enough. I needed to know, needed to understand. How had I been the cause for their break-up? But she didn’t seem too eager to open up about this specific part of her day, and so I decided to break out the big guns.

I laid her down on the bed, hovering over her so our eyes remained connected. “Tell me,” I quietly begged, and although she still looked anxious, I knew she was close to breaking. “I really want to know.”

She sighed, eyes closing for only an instant and for that instant, I allowed myself to believe that she was breathing me in, appreciating the feeling of being covered by my much larger body, exactly like I did.

“He was jealous,” she finally admitted, but the frown in my face only deepened, asking her for more information. “He felt like I prefered your company over his, which to be fair, it’s the truth. When I’m with you, I never want to leave.”

I didn’t know what to say. So I just stood there, frozen, looking deep into her eyes, searching for any sign of mockery, but found none. She looked hurt, but not like she regretted what happened. It just looked like she needed me there.

And so I stayed. I laid down by her side on the bed and pulled her to me, so her head rested on my chest, and I thought. I thought long and hard about what she’d told me and about how I felt. I thought so much, in fact, that I could see a panic attack forming, as the weight of my feelings threatened to suffocate me, and before I could realize what I was doing, I was already sitting up on the bed and looking for my keys.

“Where are you going?” She rubbed the sleep off her eyes as she tried to understand what was happening, but to be quite honest, I didn’t understand it myself. I just knew I needed to get the hell out of there, or I would end up saying something I’d regret. “I’m so comfy, can’t you just stay?”

It was so hard to breathe that my chest heaved with the labour of getting each breath in and out, so I forced myself to focus on it, stopping only for a few seconds, but it was enough to have me spilling things I’d been managing to hide for years.

“Don’t ask me that. Please.” My voice sounded hoarse, like I hadn’t used it in too long. “Because I’ll stay, and it’ll only hurt me further.” That caught her attention, wiping any remnants of sleep from her in an instant. 

“I wish I could walk away from you. Time and time again I wished for it, when you began dating that jerk, when I first realized I had feelings for you… but I just can’t. I’d do anything for you. All I can think about is you, all the fucking time. I want you so fucking much. I love you way too much. And being just your friend, your mentor, your confidant, is killing me.”

I closed my eyes to catch my breath, trying to focus, trying to make anything make sense again. In that time, I feared the worst. I thought about her leaving, her hand leaving a warm imprint on my face as she slapped me. I thought about her (rightfully, in my mind) accusing me of betraying her, calling me a monster, a pervert. 

I thought I had imagined every possible scenario, but I was still surprised when I opened my eyes to find her seating on the edge of her bed, gaze resting on mine, licking her lips. “I wanna feel you,” she said, and my mind swirled with this unexpected outcome.

“Excuse me?” I scrambled to keep myself up, finding a hold in the back of a nearby chair, my entire body trembling with the effort to hold back, the effort to think and listen, instead of just doing what my instincts begged me to do - pounce on her and fuck her raw.

“I want you inside of me,” she calmly stated, like it was no big deal. It was clear that it was the best way she had found to ask me for what she wanted, but I just couldn’t believe it.

Y/N’s P.O.V.

“Y-you want me?” I resisted the urge to roll my eyes, understanding the delicate nature of this situation, anxious to not let it slip through my fingers nor hold it so tightly it would end up breaking and hurting me in the process. 

I closed the gap between us, getting out of the bed to come stand in front of him, hoping the proximity would ease him the same way having his body near would calm me.

“I’ve always wanted you,” I confirmed, hoping he’d see just how truthful the statement was, needing him to see how much more I wanted to say. “But right now…” Without thinking, my hand reached out to fiddle with the edge of his shirt, the sight of the boner struggling against his sweatpants unmistakable to me. “Right now, I’ll do anything if you just touch me.” 

A sharp exhale of breath, his warmth hit my face, giving me a taste of what was to come. But I wanted the real thing. I wanted to know how it felt from his lips, to have his tongue forcing my mouth open, making me forget my need to breathe.

“I need you.” I got what I wanted then. His face lowered to mine, mouth finally close enough for me to reach, after what felt like years of desire. And it was everything that I’d always imagined his kiss to be - overpowering, dominating and overwhelmingly him. I was instantly addicted.

When he finally allowed our lips to part, taken by his need to breathe, I slowly began to peel away my clothes, fingers trembling in quiet desperation for him to see this for what it truly was: the meeting of desire and lust after years of denial and repression.

“Please fuck me,” I pleaded as my naked body was revealed to him inch by inch, willing to do whatever would get me what I needed. “I swear I can handle you.” That last part was added almost as an afterthought, when I watched his hand curl around a tightness I’d never witnessed in real life before.

I knew what was going through his head - the fight between what was expected of us and what we wanted, our feelings and our professions, but nothing else mattered to me more than knowing he’d spear me open with his length.

“Lay down and spread your legs for me.” Just that order was enough to have me whining low in the back of my throat, but I did as he said, even held my ankles so his view of me would be unobstructed. But that meant I had to watch him as he knelt by the bed and took a hold of my legs, licking his lips in desire at what he saw.

“Please, please, fuck me,” I repeated, knowing I wouldn’t handle his lips on me right now. I needed his thickness, his hardness, I needed to be filled by him, to feel him inside of me.

“Let me just get a taste,” he tried to convince me, eyes focused on the apex of my thighs. I almost laughed at how it looked like his mouth was watering as he stared at my exposed pussy, but my need was far too great to allow me any sort of distraction.

“Later, okay? You can eat me out as long as you want, just… later.” That had his head snapping up, gaze at last meeting mine with a soft sentiment that I knew was at least half vulnerability.

My poor Tommy. Even after all of my confessions, he still couldn’t believe that what was happening was actually real. He still doubted I would want him in the morning, as something more than what I wanted him when I called him tonight.

“Touch me, Tom,” I quietly asked, raising his hand to where I was aching for him, rubbing myself with his thumb. “Touch me right here, please, I’m begging you.”

Hearing those words fall from my lips changed something in him. Where once he was hesitant, a sudden confident smirk, almost arrogant, slowly spread over his lips, taking over his entire aura.

Tom’s P.O.V.

“So needy for me…” I whispered as I witnessed the truth behind my statement. She was sopping wet, almost dripping down the duvet, and as much as I wanted to get my mouth on her, I could accept that we’d have the time to do that later.

I loved the idea of a later.

“I’ll take care of you, darling.” I whispered as I climbed up her body once more, occupying the space between her thighs like I was always meant to be there. “Let me take care of you.”

I brushed my lips against hers, relishing in this closeness, in the moment just before it all changed. I was sure she could feel the weight of my cock against her thigh, and it was probably what prompted her to wrap her arms around my shoulders, breathlessly telling me, “Yes. Yes, please.”

Hissing as I finally slid my length inside of her, I knew I was in trouble the second I bottomed out, biting on her shoulder to keep myself from groaning and drowning out her delicious little sounds. She felt too good. No one should feel this good.

A broken gasp (or was it a moan) called my attention, taking me from my efforts of restraining myself to her, completely. “What’s wrong, sweetheart?” I asked, brushing the hair away from her face as I watched her open her eyes and blink a few times, trying to keep tears from flowing down her cheeks. “Does it hurt?”

But she just shook her head, hands searching mine until she could lace our fingers together. “No,” she breathed, hips jutting up in a silent way of asking me to move. “It feels so good.”

I bit the inside of my cheek in an effort not to smile widely at her admission, finally allowing myself to slowly begin dragging my cock out of her tight channel before pushing it in again.

“It does?” I questioned, loving to hear her say it. “Well, I’ll always make you feel this good, baby. How does that sound?” She moaned out loud as I lowered my head to lave her breasts with attention, relishing in every little sound that escaped her beautiful lips as I pounded her on the bed.

“Fuck, you’re such a good girl, darling.” Another loud moan was all I got as a response, paired with her fingernails biting on the skin of my back. “My good girl, yes?” I insisted, rubbing my jaw against her neck, breathing her in.

I was drunk on her, on this entire experience, still not quite believing it was really happening. She was really here, getting fucked by me. “You’ll be my good girl? Just mine? Forever?”

A smile spread out over her lips, even as she threw her head back to moan a “Yes.” I chuckled against her chest, starting to suck little bruises here and there, wanting to see her all marked up on me, when she interrupted my plans with a breathless comment, “You talk dirty.”

“Oh, sweetheart,” I chuckled against her lips, right as she started to convulse underneath me, clinging to my back for dear life. “You haven’t seen anything yet.”

Her nails scratched me as she found her bliss, and I wasn’t too far behind. As I started to pick up my pace, really milking her orgasm while searching for mine, it was her words that brought me to my ultimate release.

“C-cum inside, I want it inside of me.” I knew she wasn’t in any form of contraception, and I also knew this wasn’t the right time for either of us to become parents, but to say the idea didn’t arouse me was a lie. 

Flashes of her young body with my baby in it had my cock twitching, the risk of getting my perfect future right then too exciting. She’d be the perfect mother, I just knew it. And the fact that she would take the chance of becoming the mother of my child right then affected me so much that even after I emptied myself inside of her, I was still hard.

Her fingers played with my curls as I rested my head between her breasts, breathing her in, trying to catch my breath. “I can’t believe I get to sleep next to you tonight,” she said, melting my heart right then and there. “I hate it when you’re away.”

I did too. But I’d never need to be again.

#my fics #tom hardy smut #tom hardy #smut #mentor au #tom hardy x reader #tom hardy reader #tom hardy reader insert #tom hardy reader inserts #tom hardy fanfiction #tom hardy oneshot #tom hardy rpf #rpf #tom hardy imagine

[krabmeat]

hhhhhellllooooo aaaagggaiiinnnnnn, thheeeeee ffffficcccc wwwwasssss vvverrryy nnnicceeee tooo rrrreeeeaaadddd!! ccccccoooouulllddddd youuuuu wwwwrrrrittteeeeee aaaaa puffffyyyyy x sbbbiiii rrreeeadddeerrrr whhheeeerrrreeeee ttthhheeeeyyyy wwwweeerrreee neeeegggleeeccccttteeeddd annndddd ssssaaaawwww pppufffy aaassss thhheeeirrrr ppppaaarrrrennnttttalll fffiggurrreee iiinnsstttteeeeadddd (cccaaannn thhiisss beeee iinnn tttheeee uuunnniiveerrrsseeee whhherrreee puffffy, ddrreeeammm, ssschlllaattt annnddd tuubbbooo aaarrreee knnoowwnn aassss tttthheeee hooornnns ffffammmilllyyyyy? aaallsssooo!! alllssoooo!!! cccaaann ttheeee rrreeeaddderrrr bbbeeee aaa cccrooowwwww hhhyyybbbriiiiddddddd?) tthhisss isss kkkinnddaaaa lllikeeee aaaa emmmeeerrrggeeencccyyy rrreeequeeessstt ccausseee myyyy ffffammilyyyy haasss beeen iggnorrringgg meee foooorrr aaaawhileeee nooowwww :(( - beeeee aaannnoooonnnn

𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜

𝙿𝚞𝚏𝚏𝚢 𝚡 𝚗𝚎𝚐𝚕𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚍!𝚋𝚒𝚛𝚍!𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 (𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚌)

𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜: Puffy, (next bunch are only mentioned) Tommy, Wilbur, Technoblade, Philza, Tubbo, Schlatt, Dream

𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚜: they/them

𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: neglect, mentions of death, mentions of smoking, repetitive words (right after the page break)

𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚎:

Bee!! im so happy you enjoyed the other request bud!! i hope this one lives up to your expectations!

im so sorry your family has been ignoring you though, dude :[[ they dont deserve you, and trust me! id be more than happy to be your new "horn family" because you deserve so much better

mmmm anyways,

ENJOY!!

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My name is signed in this book so many different times. It feels like every floorboard and every room in this building knows me like we’re old friends. The same format over and over in the small sign up booklet:

“Y/n L/n- issues to discuss, I’ve been feeling neglected and need help. Please.

Y/n L/n- more problems from the first meeting discussion we had.

Y/n L/n- I feel lonely. Too lonely.

Y/n L/n- they keep on forgetting me, I don’t know what to do.

Y/n L/n- more has happened. Are they forgetting me or ignoring me? Help.

Y/n L/n- they’re drifting away, I don’t know what to do.

Y/n L/n- I miss them.

Y/n L/n- I miss them.

Y/n L/n- I miss them.

Y/n L/n- I miss them.

Y/n L/n- I miss you. 

Y/n L/n- I miss you. 

Y/n L/n- I miss you. 

Y/n L/n- I miss you. 

Y/n L/n- I miss you.”

Puffy is the only one I can turn to at this point. My real family has just...dispersed. They’re all too busy, or y'know- dead. Tommy’s been going off on his own with his hotel. He usually only visits me if he needs to “borrow” money or materials, but lately he’s just been stealing it. Techno and Philza are caught up in their Syndicate work, they haven’t even bothered keeping contact with me. And Wilbur is just...well, dead! He was killed during the Manburg explosion. It’s not even that they just forget me. They ignore me, neglect me. I’ve tried on so many different occasions to just send them messages through our comms or strike up conversation with them if I see them on a rare occasion, but it’s always just the cold shoulder. And it’s getting even colder. It’s numbing. Family is supposed to be there for you through your strife, so where is mine?

Well, I’ll tell you. My family at the moment mainly consists of Puffy and occasionally Tubbo. The horn family of the SMP, technically Schlatt and Dream as well but seeing as Schlatt is dead and Dream is in prison I don’t really see them often. 

“Y/n? Hey there bud!” 

A familiar warm and friendly voice is heard from behind me. I turned around to see the lady I wanted to see right about now, Puffy. She wraps me in a quick side hug, squeezing my shoulder affectionately. 

“I was just here to check my sign up booklet! Did you wanna check in again?”

I nod my head at her signaling that I just wanna chat like usual. She gets the sign and walks me to the small tree we’ve recently been going to to talk. It’s the tree that Schlatt smoked his cigarettes at when he was president. Sure, he’s dead and did a lot of bad things but Puffy suggested this place since she finds it comforting since they’re related. 

We sit down on the worn grass around the tree as we usually do. 

“So, what’s up? Anything in particular you wanna talk about, bud?”

Puffy usually starts off these conversations, she’s looking at me with a soft smile. It’s very comforting. She’s the only one who’s been giving me this kind of affection. I haven’t felt it in so long… 

“Y/n…? Your wings are scrunching up, what’s wrong?”

I look back confused as to what she’s talking about. My wings are in fact scrunching together against my back, it seems like they’ve been scrunching up more and more the more I was in my head about my family.

“I just…my family..did I do something wrong?”

Puffy tilts her head, she usually does this when she wants me to elaborate.

“I’ve tried so many different times to just talk to them! Even when we were younger, they rarely paid any attention to me. I had hoped that letting Tommy take my things or giving Philza and Techno their space to work on their stuff or helping Wil-“

“Y/n! Y/n, please slow down. Now, collect your thoughts, alright? What is it that you're trying to say?”

I take a deep breath. The memories and thoughts clouding my mind. The days I’d spend in our family’s house touch starved and lonely. The days they’d only talk to me to feed me or to ask me for something. The days I’d go to sleep in my twin-sized bed and feel the black and gold-tipped wings on my back rubbing against my arms, reminding me who I was and will always be bound to. A father who doesn’t care, and siblings full of neglect.

“Is it really a big request to just want some attention from them? I don’t know what I did, and Puffy, it destroys me to think I did something to hurt them. I just want them to like me! What did I do?!”

I’m sent over the edge at this point. Tears are streaming down my face and my sobs get more and more aggressive the more I try to repress it.

“AND I HAVE THESE WINGS ON MY BACK TO REMIND ME OF THE PEOPLE WHO DON'T CARE!”

Puffy takes one of my hands in hers and gives me a small handkerchief from her pocket with her free hand.

“Y/n...it kills me to hear that you truly feel this way. But please, please tell me- why do you care so much about people who don’t care at all?”

I sit and stare at the velvet red piece of fabric in my hand. Why do I care so much?

“W-well..because they’re my family! And I should still care for them!”

She looks at me and wraps her arms around me in a tight hug. It takes me by surprise and I’m frozen in place.

“Bad people are bad people. It doesn’t matter who they are or what their relations with you are, they hurt you. It doesn’t matter if they’re your blood family, if they aren’t willing to give you the love that you need then they aren’t worth it, Y/n.”

I’ve been caught off guard by what Puffy had said. My mind analyzes and sifts through the memory of her words. It leaves me distraught to realize she makes sense. I’m desperate to grab onto something to say, but I can’t think of anything. So, I say basically the last thing I can. 

“I wanna be part of your family, Puffy. I want horns, not these wings.”

Puffy breaks from the hug to look at me straight in the eyes. She still has that warm, welcoming smile on her face. The only form of comfort I have around here now. And I’m thankful for it.

“You don’t need horns to be part of my family, Y/n. I’ll accept you with open arms.”

#platonic #mcyt #dsmp #angst #mcyt x reader #dsmp x reader #bee anon #anon request #mcytwriters

[dudadragneel]

Hello, guys! It's me again!

How are you?

So as I said earlier, I'll post two sickfics back-to-back.

The first one is a request from 🧚🏽‍♀️! My dear, I hope you'll enjoy!

🧚🏽‍♀️Can I request Felix X gf reader where he’s had a really bad day and he’s just really emotional and doesn’t understand why he keeps getting upset at every little thing and then he starts throwing up in the middle of the night but it’s mostly just the soup he’d been drinking because he didn’t eat much and I’ll let you carry on from there….id love a Chan cameo tho😁

Honey, imma add some details from a similar dream I had (the same one my cellphone decided to just vanish with it) and I hope it will work well!

STRESSFUL DAY

You had agreed to meet with Felix at a new cozy nice date spot that had opened a few weeks ago.

It was a café that had an open area that was just breathtaking, it had this big tree which the owners orned with lights inside bottles. Around the tree, there was a big area of wooden bleachers where the guests could just sit around and relax.

It might just be the most beautiful place you'd seen in your life so far.

Felix's last few weeks were packed with group schedules and solo schedules and you decided to take him there so he could enjoy the place and maybe take his mind away from the problems.

You went first and sat on the bleachers waiting for the poor boy who'd get there after a schedule so you knew he'd be a little tired and stressed and could only hope he'd enjoy the place as much as you were.

After a few minutes, this beautiful-looking boy with long dark chocolate brown hair, a big dark green jacket, baggy stylish black pants with silver zippers standing out and black military boots appeared in front of you. To say you were starstruck was an understatement, you could swear you had never seen him this dressed up and beautiful.

He came up to you, hugged you, and kissed you.

- Hello, honey!

- Hi sweetie.

- You're looking so handsome!

- Thanks.

After you hugged him, you noticed he looked a little sad, not only sad, you could see his eyes were teary. You cupped his face on your hands, thumbs rubbing his cheeks.

- What's wrong?

You asked with the softest tone of voice he'd ever heard and at that right moment, with your touch and your presence, he broke down and what was once teary eyes now became almost uncontrollable sobs.

Thank God you had picked a spot far from the little crowd. You pulled him into an embrace and he hugged you so tightly it almost hurt, burying his face on your shoulder crying.

- Lix, tell me... what's going on?

You asked again, getting worried about the weird behavior.

- It's just...the day's been awful...I barely had time to eat- and everything was just unorganized. It felt like I had to be at 4 places at the same time...and even the tinniest of the inconveniences was setting me off...I don't like being like that...

- Oh honey...I know you don't...I'm so sorry this happened...

- It's just too much...it's too much...

He said breaking down in uncontrollable sobs, his back heaving with each sob.

- It's okay, baby, it's okay. I'm right here with you. You're okay.

You reassured, embracing him even tighter, providing him with the comfort he needed so much.

- Breathe baby, breathe. Here, feel my breathing.

You said as you guided his hand to your chest so he could feel your breathing pattern.

He squeezed his eyes and tried to focus on matching your breathing. It took some time but he managed to do it and calm down.

- There we go. Are you calmer now?

- Y-yes...

He said weakly not breaking the hug, feeling like you were the only one that could keep him from crumbling again.

- Do you wanna go home?

- Yes.

- Come on, let's go.

You said, getting up and extending your hand but something was wrong, Felix didn't even budge.

- Felix? Babe? What is it?

- My legs feel weak...

- Do you want me to carry you?

He lowered his head and nodded feeling a little embarrassed to say that, especially since people were watching.

You lowered yourself in front of him and he climbed on your back, burying his face on your shoulder.

You took him to the car, settled him, and left. The poor boy cried so much, he ended up sleeping the entire ride home.

When you got there, Felix went straight to the shower wanting to wash away the exhaustion and stress of the day.

At the same time, you decided to cook him some light soup, to warm him up and relax him a little. But when you opened the fridge, half of the ingredients you needed, were gone.

You thought about going to the store but with Felix in that state, you didn't want to leave him alone. So you decided to call for help.

- Hey! Chan?

- Oh! Hello, y/n! Is everything good?

- Yeah...sort of.

- What happened?

- Felix and I were supposed to be on a date but he arrived really stressed and broke down completely, so I brought him home. he said he had a really bad day.

- Is he okay?

- He's showering right now. And I need your help.

- What can I do?

- I thought about making him some soup, but half the ingredients are gone and I don't really wanna leave him alone. Can you buy them for me?

- Of course! Just send the list!

- Thanks a lot, Chan!

You wrote down everything you needed and sent him a text.

After a few minutes, Felix came out of the shower looking exhausted, with a towel on his head. He slowly walked towards you.

- Oh, come here baby.

You said softly opening your arms. He hugged you and placed his head on your shoulder, arms around your waist.

- I'm so tired...

- I know baby. Let's go lie down. Couch or bed?

- couch. The living room seems cozier today.

- Okay, come on.

You grabbed his hand and took him to the couch where he immediately lay down, eyes droopy.

- Wanna watch a movie?

- Maybe...I don't know...Okay...

- You don't have to watch it, babe. Just try to distract yourself.

Then the doorbell rang, and Chan appeared with the groceries you asked for.

- Who is it?

- It's Chan. I asked him to buy some things so I can make something for you to eat.

You opened the door and he helped you put everything on the counter and then went to see Felix.

- Hey, mate, how are you doing?

- Hyung...I'm fine...just a bad day.

- Y/n told me about it. But it's over now, okay? Try to relax a little and get a good night's sleep.

- I will. Thanks, hyung.

- No problem. See you later. Bye, y/n! Call me if you need anything again, okay?

- Alright Chan. Thanks a lot!

Chan left and you put on your apron and started preparing a soup for Felix, who was dozing off on the couch.

After a few minutes, the soup was ready.

- Honey...the soup is ready. Do you wanna eat it here or on the couch?

- Can I eat it here? Please?

- Sure.

You put the bowl on the tray and took it to him. While you were cooking, Felix had somehow turned into a cocoon, all wrapped up in the blanket. You couldn't help but find it cute.

- Oh baby.

You said with a smile and leaning in for a kiss.

- Here. Let's just eat and then sleep.

- Thank you, sweetie.

Both of you ate your meals as the movie went on, none of you really paying attention to it. You would glance at Felix from time to time and could see that he was incredibly sleepy, he was almost sleeping while eating. But thankfully he managed to eat everything. You took the tray to the kitchen to wash the dishes and Felix just sunk into the couch, wrapping himself up again. For a moment you were worried he'd gotten a fever but you didn't notice anything off when you hugged him or kissed him.

Finishing the dishes you went to the couch again and sat at the edge, hands on his thigh to get his attention.

- Honey, do you wanna go to the bedroom?

- No...can we sleep here?

- Of course, honey. Let me get a pillow.

Thankfully the couch was really comfortable, sometimes you'd argue it was more comfy than your bed. And Felix not wanting to go to the bedroom was the biggest telltale that he was exhausted.

You opened your arms so he could cuddle and snuggle with you, and he looked like a baby koala. To say he fell asleep fast was an understatement, the moment he embraced you, he was out cold.

- Oh baby, you were really stressed.

You stroked his hair while you finished watching the movie, and then you turned most of the lights off, letting only the dim ones on to make the room cozier.

Felix slept with budging for about two hours, but the stress he was feeling from the hectic day started to show off even more.

He kind of woke up but didn't open his eyes, hoping he would fall asleep again to sleep off the stress and exhaustion from the day, but his body had other plans.

Once he was up, he kept remembering how the day went, how a lot of things went wrong, how the staff from the events were really disorganized, and how he was getting frustrated at the situation. He was stressing himself to a really bad stomachache, the more nervous he got, the more his stomach got angry along with him.

Everything inside his mind and stomach was in absolute turmoil. He couldn't turn off his thoughts and his stomach was sending him warnings he very much wanted to ignore but couldn't.

His mouth started watering, he felt his stomach gurgle and his mouth was starting to taste foul as well. A cramp warned him he needed to get to the bathroom, but he was really tired. He needed your help, he needed you.

- Babe.

He said tugging on your shirt.

- Hm? Honey? What is it?

- I want to throw up.

- Oh god. Bathroom or bucket?

- Bathroom.

He wanted to say bucket, but he knew you would have to clean it later and he didn't want to give more trouble.

- Come on.

You helped him up and wrapped your arms around him guiding him to the bathroom. His stomach was rather quiet until he moved and stood up, the moment he did that it jumped making him lurch forward, hands covering his mouth to suppress a gag.

- Oh god. Hold on, baby.

You put your hand close to his mouth just in case he ended up throwing up before getting to the bathroom, but thankfully that didn't happen.

He bent over the toilet as watery pale brown vomit escaped his mouth.

You quickly held his hair before any vomit could get on it and used your free hand to rub his back as another wave ripped through him.

You felt pity for him because you knew since his day was so hectic, that most certainly that soup was the only thing he'd eaten all day.

He stopped for a moment just spitting out saliva, blankly staring at the water.

- Babe? You good?

You said, lowering your head to see his face and noticed he looked sleepy, and like he could fall asleep standing at any minute.

- Honey?

- sorry...

- It's okay. Do you wanna kneel down? You look like you're almost sleeping.

- Uhm.

You gently guided him to kneel and put the rug under his knees so he wouldn't hurt them.

- Do you still feel like throwing up?

He rested his head on his hand and nodded a yes, gulping down some saliva.

You just looked at him, putting his hair behind his ear and now rubbing his hand while he recollected himself.

He spat out thick saliva a few times then rested his head on his hand again and looked at you with tired, teary eyes.

- Why is this happening?

- Honey... It's because you're stressed. You stressed yourself to a stomachache. I know it's awful to be sick, especially when it's not related to food but anxiety and stress. But it'll be better once you're done, trust me.

You reassured him, giving his hand a soft kiss before rubbing patterns on it again.

After a few minutes of this horrible anticipation of the next wave, his stomach started acting up again.

But it made him suffer a little, first sending up queasy wet burps, then making his mouth fill with thick saliva that he kept spitting out. Finally, his stomach contracted, sending hot liquid up his throat making Felix duck his head as a wave of watery vomit mixed with bile came out, followed by another one that made his back arch harshly.

- That's it, baby. Get everything out, you'll feel better after.

You said, holding his hair and now rubbing his back up and down.

He coughed up another thinner wave and then was left dry heaving, with strings of saliva hanging from his mouth.

- Do you think you're done now?

- Yes...

He said a little hesitantly with an unproductive gag but he had nothing else but stomach juice left.

- Take deep breaths while I get you some water.

- Ok...

You came back with a glass of water so he could rinse his mouth and relax his throat. The feeling of the cold water going down his throat felt heavenly, calming him down a bit.

- Better now?

- Yes...

- Let's go back to the couch then, or bed?

- Couch...

- Okay, come on.

You gave him a piggyback ride to the couch and settled him there, covering him with the blanket and then embracing him. And just like before, he was fast asleep in seconds.

Felix was grateful for having you in his life, keeping him sane, safe, and calm. And you were grateful for being able to help him whenever he needed.

#emeto #sickfic #whump #kpop sickfic #kpop emeto #stray kids emeto #stray kids sickfic #skz emeto #skz fanfic #skz sickfic #skz fluff #skz angst #felix sickfic #felix emeto #felix x reader #bang chan x reader #lee know x reader #hyunjin x reader #changbin x reader #jisung x reader #seungmin x reader #jeongin x reader

[keilemlucent]

boneless wings

(T!)

word count: ~1.6k

You’re feeling shitty and Keigo is more than willing to help you out. 

just a short little thing. just tooth rotting fluff, soft keigo, very sweet, nice. nesting fic with avian hawks. enjoy a soft, feel good piece. 

enjoy a feel good piece y’all ;^)

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Sometimes, you just have shitty days. It’s just a fact of living and breathing, somedays just fucking suck and it’s just how it is. You knew this. You were well aware. 

And, you were having one.

The weird, gluey feeling in your chest didn’t go away, no matter what you did. You tried the kitschy self-care that those online magazines recommended. Yoga, face masks, drinking fucking water—

None of it worked, so you gave up, opting to nest in your living room. You padded it with pillows, blankets, and a few plushies. You didn’t much feel like eating, mouth dry despite the extra water you had chugged in desperation.

You resigned yourself to riding out your nastiness, ambiently watching TV with half-lidded eyes. The constant pattering of drizzling rain relaxed you, but the gray sky it brought with it was hardly welcome. 

Your phone rang in the early evening, pulling you from your stupor.

You answered without checking the caller ID, “Hello?”

“Angel!” Keigo’s voice was like sunshine through the phone. “Have you eaten? I found a great street vendor that I want to take you to. You down?”

You sighed into the receiving, nestling in your blankets. You weren’t up for much moving.

“I’m sorry, Kei’,” You hated how weak your voice sounded. “I’m not feeling so hot. I think I’m staying in for the day.”

You could hear his frown through the phone, “Aww, babe! Why didn’t you tell me? I’ll bring you some soup! Maybe dumplings, if you’re feeling that.”

“No, love, it’s not that kind of sick,” You rubbed at your eyes. 

Keigo had made it very clear early in your relationship that for all of the hoops and secrecy you had to jump through for him, he wanted to be more than there for you. He was insanely nice and supportive if you let him.

Especially on your shitty days, you struggled to tell him how rotten you were feeling. 

“Dove,” His voice was so sweet from the phone, worming its way through your depressive haze. “You want me to come over? Snuggle you a little, order in some food you like? You know I’m here for you, (Y/N).”

You swallowed, rubbing at the wetness around your waterline, “I don’t wanna trouble you, ‘Kei, you know that.”

“Now I gotta come over, Dove. You’re never trouble. Guess I gotta show you.”

“Keigo—”

He hung up before you could argue.

Though, you did receive a text shortly after.

 [heart eyes chicken wing]: i’ll be over in 30, okay? 

[heart eyes chicken wing]: i’m gonna kiss u so much

[heart eyes chicken wing]: you want me to stay over? i’m the big spoon 4 u ALL NIGHT!!

[heart eyes chicken wing]: i love u so much dove!!!

 You swallowed, rubbing at your tears. Sure, Keigo was a bit overbearing. He was actually pretty new to the whole ‘dating’ thing, but he really tried. And on your shitty days, it did feel better to have someone close.

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Keigo arrived a half an hour later, knocking on your balcony door.

You hauled yourself from your nest, quickly dodging to the bathroom to grab him a towel for his wings. 

Padding to the door, you unlocked and slid it open, stepping aside for Keigo and only looking at the ground. You handed the towel to which he thanked you promptly. There was a bag in his hand that was dropped to the ground, a bit damp from the mist outside. 

Standing next to him, you felt a little pathetic, to say the least. Standing in front of him in nothing but sweats and an oversized sweater, eyes scratchy with old tears, and a mess of unattended hair. 

“Oh, baby,” Keigo’s voice was so empathetically sad, it made your own chest ache. 

You finally looked up, just as Keigo cupped your face, leaning down the slightest bit to pepper your face with kisses. 

“H-hey, stop that,” You stuttered, unable to stop the fluttery feeling cracking in your chest, a little ray of warmth through the rot. “You’re too nice.”

“Nope,” Keigo dropped a kiss on the tip of your nose, pulling him into you by your waist to hug you as tightly as he could. “I’m not nice enough. You deserve the world, you know.”

“So you tell me,” You mumble against his chest, locking your arms around his neck and settling against his neck for a moment.

Keigo let you rest against him, a birdlike cooing vibrating cutely from the back of his throat as he rubbed your lower back with his thumbs.

“Thanks for coming by, Kei’. I love you,” It was in a small voice, but it was something. 

“I love you too.” Keigo nuzzled into the side of your head, pressing a wet kiss to your temple. “And, of course. Anytime. Also, I brought you a little treat.”

You pulled away a little, just to eye the bag he’d dropped when he’d arrived, “Dinner?”

“Hmmm, no, but we’ll get that too,” Keigo left the embrace, but slipped your palms together. “I thought it might be nice for your bad days. It’s kind of heavy, though.”

You cocked your head to the side as he passed you the bag, topped with pastel tissue paper. Pulling it away, your eyebrows rose. 

Inside, was a blanket, heavy in the bag.

“It’s a weighted blanket! Rumi was talking about how helpful they are for Fuyumi when she gets anxious, and I figured it might help you too,” Keigo beamed at you as you looked in the bag.

You were very fragile that day, and small kindnesses hit a little harder than you wanted to admit.

Your arms wrapped around his neck again, blanket dropped to the ground as you hid your damp face in Keigo’s neck.

“Thank you,” You pressed into his neck as he rubbed at your sides. “A lot.”

He squeezed you, smothering your messy hair with kiss after kiss, “Of course, dove. Anything to help you out. Now, dinner? Anything. You name it.”

...

Keigo ordered in your favorite comfort food, more than happy to make the phone call to the place for delivery. 

The moment he hung up, he was eyeing your ‘nest’ on the floor.

“Uh, babe, what’s all that?” He jerked his head towards the mass on the floor.

The embarrassment in your gut stung, “It’s... I guess a nest... It’s kind of dumb, I’m sorry.”

“Hey, silly,” Keigo was on you in an instant, kissing your forehead and dragging you into him. “Don’t apologize. One, it looks comfy as hell. Two, I’m bird adjacent, and the idea of you making a nest that I can now snuggle with you in makes me like, cuddle horny.”

You snorted a laugh out, the filthy feeling your gut dulling, “Nesting turns you on?”

“Like, in a cute way,” Keigo smiled down with his honeyed eyes. He dragged you over to the nest, falling into the piles of blankets and pillows. “Like, I want to wrap you up in my wings and kiss you until you fall asleep, kind of horny.”

“Ohhh, I see,” You smirk down as he cutely adjusted the softness around his feathers, a cluster of the downy ones from the base of his wings falling around the nest. “What are those doing?”

“Gotta claim it, bird stuff,” He huffed while papping his hands on a pillow. “Get down here, dove. This nest isn’t complete without you in it, you know.”

It was a little silly, Keigo’s avian doings, but it was also very endearing to see him like this. Both he and you were being particularly vulnerable, and though you felt pretty raw, it also felt nice. Very nice.

“Oh, wait!” Keigo piped up as you fell to your knees on a soft comforter.

One of his feathers shot off, then three more, bringing the new, weighted blanket over to you and Keigo’s nest. It fell into your lap.

You carefully unfurled it as Keigo idly told you about his day, knowing all too well how it was harder for you to talk when you weren’t feeling well. You appreciated the gesture, a bit of tension rolling from your shoulders as you fully unwrapped the blanket.

As you did, Keigo plopped into the perfect nest he made, wings perfectly poised behind him.

You followed his movement, scooted closer to him. Keigo wasted no time urging your back to his chest, wrapping you the two of you up in one of his wings. The warm scent of the oil he rubbed on them instantly lulled you, eye going half-lidded. Keigo giggled, watching your sleepy reaction. He knew how to get you boneless without a single touch (in more ways than one). 

He stretched for the new blanket, pulling it over the two of you, sighing at its weight, “Oh, I get it now.” 

The blanket weighed down on your body, thoroughly pleasantly. The pressure lulled you even more, Keigo’s heat and steady breath only adding to your increasingly lax state.

“Like it, dove?” Keigo asked, lightly laughing as he swept a bit hair from your face. He adjusted a pillow under your head, the arm thrown over your waist drifting chastely to under your sweater to rub circles on your hips.

“Mhm, it’s really nice,” You let your eyes shut. “I’m getting a little sleepy already.”

Keigo hummed, kissing the crown of your head, a happy chirp echoing his chest, “Good, I’m glad. Very glad. You rest if you need to, angel.”

You felt your eyes well with tears at his unabashed kindness. It was so earnest with him sometimes, it was overwhelming.

Turning, you pressed your front to him, nestling yourself against his neck, softening as light coos rolled from Keigo’s throat, just up against your ear.

You fell into a light, but calm sleep, happily. Keigo with his avian quirks, worn hands, and sweetest nothings, helped bear the burden of your bad day, happy to fall with you into your new nest.

(Keigo would have to convince you to make a permanent one, but with how easily you unwound and settled in this one, he didn’t think it would take much.)

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a day in the life // f.w

request: Hi Alexaaaa So someone brought up this idea on my blog and i wanna request it id thats alright with you. So like imagine Fred having an auror wife and stuff and him being v protective and not wanting her to go on this dangerous mission but she goes anyway but gets really badly injured and poor freddie is worried sick. I love comfort fics i cannot lie and i hope u like this request thank you

warnings: mentions of explosions, injury, blood, and food

word count: 2.4k

a/n: hey guys! i hope you all had a wonderful week and that everyone is safe! the new year is right around the corner, can you believe it? where did the time go?? anyways, this was such a fun request and i loved writing it so much, so i hope you all enjoy! xx

“For the last bloody time, Freddie, it’s going to be fine,” you groaned, your head tossing backwards as you repeated the words to your husband for what felt like the thousandth time.

He crossed his arms, “I know you can handle yourself, but please. Please, for me, be careful. Don’t let anyone get the jump on you.”

A small smile made its way onto your lips and you placed your hands on his shoulders, “I always return, don’t I?”

“Yes,” he grumbled. You knew he hated it when you went off on dangerous missions — how couldn’t he? You were his wife. It was practically an oath of his to protect you. A vow. There was no way he’d let you run into the jaws of death without giving you a rough time beforehand. He always had something to say about it.

And he often did just that. He’d go on and on about how you could get hurt, how something could go terribly wrong and he could be left by himself. How you needed to see things from his point of view. You’d then spend the morning comforting him and convincing him you’d be fine, but at the end of the day, he’d always give you a bone crushing hug, muttering “glad you’re home safe” as he did so.

“I’ll be home in time for dinner, yeah?” you asked, standing up on your tip toes and pressing a light kiss on his nose. He scrunched up his face as you did so. You could tell he was trying to act upset at your leaving, but he couldn’t stay mad at you. Especially when, in his thinking, it could be the last time he sees you.

“Fine,” his lips stuck out in a small pout, one of his hands reaching up to run through your hair, “Stay safe, love.”

You brought your hand to his, lifting it to your lips and pressing a kiss to your knuckles, “Love you. See you soon. I’ll be fine.”

He then tossed your hand to the side — gently, of course — and brought your lips to his. His hand was cupped under your chin, fingers causing a slight ticklish feeling as they delicately moved against your skin. But the feeling went practically unnoticed as you lost yourself in his kiss. His kiss that often rendered you breathless and weak in the knees.

You could feel his love and protectiveness in the gesture and it almost made you want to call in sick so you could stay curled up in bed with him, ignoring the world’s problems and acting as you two were the only people on the planet.

But, sadly, that couldn’t happen.

So you gingerly pulled away, already missing his warm lips against yours, and muttered a quiet “I’ll be fine,” once again before beginning to button your jacket.

It was going to be a long day.

Hours later and you were, in fact, not fine.

The mission had gone horribly wrong, leaving you with a heavily bandaged left arm, a throbbing head, and a group of St Mungo’s best Healers giving you countless antidotes and potions to prevent bleeding and further damage. You had only really been in for about an hour, but the swelling in the left side of your body had gone down heavily.

The pain was still rather horrendous, but you didn’t want to make a big deal out of it. Especially not with the current levels of exhaustion floating through your body. You felt as if any second now, you could completely pass out and stay asleep for the next seven years. And you wouldn’t even complain.

Pain really did take a toll on one’s body.

What was even more draining, though, was the fact that your Healer told you you’d have to stay the night. You trusted the staff at St Mungo’s with your life — it wasn’t exactly the first time you’ve been treated here, to be honest — but the room you were staying in was incredibly chilly and the food here was never as good as at home.

Plus, here, you didn’t have Fred’s body curled up next to you.

Fred.

He had gotten the message an hour ago that you were here and he said he’d close up shop early to come see you. They said he sounded rather when they sent someone to deliver the message, but you knew he’d barge in through those doors with wide eyes and panic written across every inch of his face. He was never one to really hide away from his worry, but you had seen him silent on a few occasions. Usually when he was in shock.

You felt awful. Both physically and emotionally. Fred had every right to be paranoid about you leaving the house; this wasn’t your first injury. And yet, you spent every morning persuading him to let you go. Fast forward to today, where you were currently bandaged in an uncomfortable bed at St Mungo’s. Not an ideal ending to your day, to be honest. And not an ideal piece of news for Fred to receive.

“Your husband is here, should we let him in?” one of the healers came to your side, checking under the bandage on your hand before nudging her head in the direction of the hallway.

A small groan left your throat, “Of course.”

She walked towards the door to the room and opened it, Fred’s frantic face finding its way to your bedside as quickly as possible. You could see the paleness of his skin, making his usually fiery hair stand out even more. His sweater was badly buttoned, and you were pretty sure the scarf he was wearing was on backwards.

If the situation was any different to the way it was right now, you’d probably have a good chuckle.

His hands immediately found yours, giving small, gentle squeezes as if he would break you if he put any more pressure, “Love, are you okay? What happened? Are you badly hurt?”

You let out a sigh with a small smile, “Freddie, I’m fine. It’s just some minor bumps and bruises. I got caught in the middle of an explosive curse, it’s fine.”

He pulled his hands away from yours and sat on the small metal chair next to the bed, pulling it as close to you as he could, his eyes scanning every inch of you as if he were doing his own evaluation, “It’s fine?! I was worried out of my bloody mind, woman. Can you imagine the panic when some bloke comes to tell me my wife’s at Mungo’s? Bloody thought you were dying.”

“You’re not getting rid of me that easily,” you joked, rolling your eyes playfully before reaching your hand out to grab his, toying with the wedding band on his left hand, “I just have to stay here for the night. I’ll be home first thing tomorrow.”

“You have to stay?” his bottom lip stuck out, the childish pout on his face adding to the guilt fluttering in your chest.

You sat up slightly, trying to limit the weight on your bad arm, “I’m sorry, love. It’s for precaution. I don’t want to leave and make things worse. But, I promise, as soon as I’m discharged, we are heading home and doing nothing all day, yeah?”

“Well, I’ll stay here with you tonight ,” he puffed out his chest slightly as if he was a superhero, causing a bubble of laughter to erupt from your chest. Maybe it was just the exhaustion from your day, bud Fred’s sense of humour really never failed to get to you. Even at the worst of times.

Your eyes began to droop, but you gave his hand a squeeze, letting him know that even though you were fading, you were still listening and conscious. The last thing you wanted, now that he was here, was to leave him alone in the cold room. Cold, both in temperature and in atmosphere.

“You look tired, love,” his voice was soft, gentle. Loving. All the things you wanted to hear right now. If you were honest, you were worried he was going to be furious. Not at you, per say, but at what happened. So the fact that he was being caring and sweet meant more to you than you could begin to express.

Your eyes fluttered shut as he rubbed soothing circles on the back of your hand, “Tired? Me? Never.”

His laugh was quiet but you could hear it loud and clear, “Go to sleep. I’ll be here when you get up.”

You didn’t want to sleep, to be honest. You wanted to sit up and talk to him. To let him know you were sorry and just what went wrong today. You knew he’d listen, and would most likely panic a bit more when you told him the details — but he’d be comforting. And that was kind of what you needed right now.

But, alas, your body had other ideas, and before you knew it, you were sound asleep.

“I can handle it myself,” you groaned, both hands gripped tightly on the jar of jelly, twisting with all of your might and still, somehow, not getting the lid to pop off.

Fred stood in the doorway to the kitchen, his arms crossed and a small smirk on his lips, “Alright, I’ll just watch from here.”

You stuck your tongue out at him, turning back to the jar and focusing all of your strength into opening it. Which wasn’t saying much, to be fair. You hardly had your strength back, and your body was still as sore as ever. You should probably give the jar to Fred, but your inner stubbornness told you to do it yourself. You couldn’t improve if everyone did everything for you.

“You’re sure?” his voice was laced with amusement as he held back a laugh, watching as your cheeks turned red from the amount of force you put into opening this jelly jar. You were surprised it hadn’t broken, but then again, were you even applying that much force?

“I’m fine!” you grumbled, using your sleeve to prevent the skin on your hand from getting irritated, your palm already bright pink from excessive use.

But it seemed to be no use. Your toast will have gone cold by now, and your breakfast just wouldn’t taste the same.

“Fine, here,” you mumbled, sticking your arm out and pushing the small jar into Fred’s chest, your bottom lick stuck out in a pout that could rival your husbands, “I hate feeling useless.”

He popped the lid of the jar as if it were nothing before handing it back to you, “I know, love. But you’re not useless. Your body just needs time to recuperate, yeah? Can’t go pushing your limits or you’ll just end up back in St Mungo’s, and I reckon you don’t want that.”

“I don’t want that,” you replied, beginning to spread the contents of the jar onto your now-cold toast, “I’m just bored. I miss work. I stay home alone all the time.”

His arms slithered around your waist, giving you a light squeeze as he rested his head atop yours, “Georgie’s taking over the shop today so I can stay here with you. We can do whatever you want.” His warmth spread through your body.

You had to admit, that did lift your spirits a little bit. The whole day at home with your husband? That sounded like quite the treat.

“Really?” you turned to face him, his arms still wrapped around your waist, but he took a step back so you could actually look up at him, “The whole day?”

“Course,” he grinned, pressing his lips to your forehead, “Gotta take care of my girl.”

The day hadn’t been overly eventful; a few cuddles on the couch, a few cuddles in the bed, listening to music, sitting next to Fred and watching telly as he organized paperwork for the shop. Just a few small things. But being with him for the whole day, it really did make you feel a million times better than you had all week.

Maybe that was his plan. To use his very presence as a way to cheer you up. Whether he did it knowingly or not, it did the trick. And now, the aches and pains in your body seemed to dissolve as he ran his hands up and down your arms, the two of you curled up in bed and ready for another night’s sleep.

“Thanks for spending the day with me,” your shot him a smile, but highly doubted that he’d see it in the dark, “I already feel loads better.”

“Of course you do,” his voice sounded cocky even though you couldn’t quite make out his face, “I make anyone feel better. I’m a real treat.”

You scoffed, “Yeah, I adore your humbleness. That’s why I married you.”

One of his hands slid around your waist and pulled you closer to him, body flushed against his. He was still gentle as if not to hurt you, “Not the only reason you married me, love.”

“Right, I also married you for George. I don’t know what I’d do without that chap in my life,” you teased, one of your hands finding it’s way into Fred’s hair, twirling at the strands that were starting to get long. Not as long as when you were in school together, but long enough that it covered his ears and often made you tuck a few strands behind his ear.

“You wound me,” he tried to pull away, but you held onto him enough that he couldn’t. Your strength was starting to come back, which was a massive improvement.

“I’m actually the wounded one,” you rebutted, your face finding it’s usual spot in the crook of his neck, his warmth encasing you like one of his hugs.

His arms wrapped around you, “You can’t be wounded anymore! I gave you so much love. That should have healed you.”

You giggled, placing a light kiss as the nape between his neck and shoulder, “Silly me. Your love has healed me, that’s very true.”

Fred might have had a certain reputation while the two of you were in school. But now, with your marriage only getting better by the day, you couldn’t help but see him as just one thing. As Fred. Your husband, your lover, and the man who would throw himself into a fire if it meant saving your life.

You lucked out more than you can even begin to express, and you would continue to be so for the remainder of your days.

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