#like it wouldn't bug me but the other day i got back home and i smelled my hair and it smelled like smoke and i just </3

[dykekakashi]

i like this girl sm like we get along on pretty much every level i just wish so badly that she didn’t smoke lol. i may have to just cut this one off before it goes anywhere 

#like i thought i could be chill abt it but there are exactly 3 things i can be chill about in my life and this #is simply not one of them #she told me she smokes 'sometimes' but um no every time we have gone out she smokes lol ....... #if you smoke every day then that is not 'sometimes' ......... #like it wouldn't bug me but the other day i got back home and i smelled my hair and it smelled like smoke and i just </3 #yea i can't

[kookslastbutton]

Lovin' You Right ༓ jjk (m)

✑ Summary: Your new badass neighbor won't leave you alone. You know the type, the guy your mama wouldn't want you bringing home. He'd break your heart as quick as he'd take it.

Pairing: new neighbor!jungkook x fem!reader

AU/genre: angst, fluff, smut, e2l, neighbors, oneshot/drabble

Word Count: 2,031

Warnings: cussing, dom!jungkook, sub!reader, missionary, praising, rough s*x, d*rty talk, sp*nking overst*mulation, reader's first-time, sl*t calling once, oc a bit of an uptight b at first, little manhandling, jk rides a motorcylce, jk giving it to oc straight, a very wet date bc MV made me do it

Now Playing: seven by jjk

A/N: no explanation, this is just what i thought of when i listened to jungkook's song 'seven'. Hope you enjoy! 💞

He looked like a real hard ass with all the black leather he wore, arms covered in ink, and chains hanging from his neck. You know the type, the guy your mama wouldn't want you bringing home.

He was your next-door neighbor and he rode a mean motorcycle. It was loud as fuck and woke you up about ten times during the night. And every time he saw you in the hallway? He'd have this shit-eating grin on, like he wanted to devour you whole.

"Think our mail got switched up again," he said, handing you a pile of letters. "Gonna need to talk to the mail man or somethin'."

"Oh geez," you replied, doing your best to avoid eye contact of more than three seconds–his eyes were just a little too piercing. "Thanks." You shoved the letters under your arm and carried on your way. It was laundry day and you desperately needed to have clean clothes.

"Hey wait," he kept on your trail. "How's your day goin'?" He rushed ahead to open the laundry room door, allowing you to go first.

Look at him trying to be a gentleman, hmph. You held your head high and walked through the door. He'd break your heart as quick as he'd take it.

.

Like an itch that won't go away, Jungkook followed you as much as he could. No matter how much you scratched, he'd be right there, burning holes in the back of your neck. He'd watch you dump your clothes in the washer, walk you to your car whenever you needed to go anywhere, hell he even helped you carry in groceries when given the chance.

"What do you want Jeon?" You finally popped the question. He didn't look like he was simply "being generous" or "doing his part to make the world better". He was bumming around for something, he had to be.

"Go out with me," he simply quipped, knocking the air out of your lungs.

"Excuse me?"

He rolled his eyes, he was too old for beating around the bush and he was fed up with you giving him the silent finger. Not once have you told him to beat it straight to his face so he's gonna shoot his shot. "Yes or no __? You know I like you, why else would I be bugging the crap out of you?"

"'Cause you want to fuck me then leave me for your other neighbor, the one who lives on the other side of your door." You crossed your arms against your chest. "Tell me I'm wrong."

He narrowed his eyes, tiniest of smirks on his overly gorgeous, no good, lying face. " No you're right. I do wanna fuck that pretentious attitude you got. It's been pissing me off for weeks."

He took a step towards you, caging you between himself and your kitchen island. "What gives you the right to be this bitchy huh? You act like you know everything there is to know about me, but you're too damn stubborn to open your eyes and see it's all a complete farce." He leaned his head forward to graze his lips along the edge of your ear. "I don't know what little girl fairytales you've been taught but I'm not the monster you need to watch out for....and prince charmings don't exist, princess."

You shoved your hands against his chest but he grips them tight in his own. "We don't have to go out anymore. I see what you really think of me."

He released your wrist and headed for the door. "It's really a shame," he hollered before leaving. "You're really beautiful."

God you hated him.

.

For the next week, Jungkook was no where in sight. He didn't come see you, he didn't bring you anything, he went completely M.I.A. It was a breath of fresh air but by the second week, you wondered where he was and if he was okay. He did drive a motocylce afterall, maybe he got in an accident and you didn't know.

You stared at his door, hesistant to knock in fear if him actually being in there. He'd likely laugh you off when he saw you, so you purposefully picked a time he'd most likely be out and about anyway. You hated that you kinda knew his schedule.

Jungkook quirked an amused brow at you when he finally cranked his door open. He was wearing light washed jeans and no under shirt, his pecs were on full display. "What can I do for you princess?"

"Nothing," you spat, definitely not looking below his thick neck. "Just wanted to make sure you didn't do anything stupid yet."

"Checking up on me huh?" He put an elbow on the door frame, eyes darkening. "That's sweet."

"Fuck off. You're healthy it seems so I'm gonna go check up on the other neighbors now. I think Mrs. Baker set the fire alrms off the other day so I need to make sure she's oka—"

You're arm was yanked back as soon as you moved to turn around. "Fuck you're bullshit __. You missed me didn't ya?"

"Not much to miss Jeon." You're such a liar, Jungkook muttered to himself. The whole world could see you were having a conversation with his pecs this whole time—too damn timid to look him in the eyes.

"Shut up and say you'll go out with me already. I'm tired of waiting for your ass to come around."

.

You swallowed your pride and there you were, watching Jungkook splash in every single puddle. He just had to propose going out the one day it was storming out.

"Wipe that sour look off your face!" He stomped in the water, drenching you entirely.

You shrieked at the sudden coldness. Big droplets of water soaked your face, clothes, shoes, everything. "You're such a child Jungkook!"

He ignored you and wrapped his muscular arms around you. The white tank he wore was drenched as well. "You're having fun, admit it."

You scoffed. The only reason you agreed to go out was to show him how ridiculous it would be for the two of you to go out. You and Jungkook were likely the most incompatible people for each other. While he was out riding his bike with heavy metal blasting, you were watching the latest law drama in you're pajamas. It was only a matter of time before this expirament of his would show him the true results of your intermingling.

"C'mon," he took you by the hand and dragged you through the rain. "Just be in the moment __. Let the rain shower over you and be free!" He grabbed your other hand and began spinning you both in circles.

"I'm going to get dizzy."

"Then only look at me. Look at me and don't worry about what's around us. Focus on a single subject and you won't get dizzy." He pulled you by the waist, forcing you to stare straight at him.

He was right. The dizziness went away but your knees feel like jelly.

"What's holding you back?" Jungkook smiled and it was the most genuine smile you'd ever seen. "Look at me __. Look at us. What do you see?"

As you stood there in the pouring rain, a pair of deep, boy-like eyes locked with yours. This was him, the thought dawned on you, a soft-hearted guy who wasn't afraid to open himself up.

You felt a pang of guilty settle in your gut–you weren't the better person like you so believed. You're closed off, comfortable in your space. Skeptical of anyone and everyone. You were wrong to see Jungkook as a careless, arrogant, motorcycle thug and it was a hard pill for you to swallow.

"I don't know." You replied softly, shivering at the faintest touch of his fingers supporting on your back. "I'm sorry, I don't know Jungkook."

"Well I see something worth sticking around for, rain or shine. I think I've become an idiot for you and I don't think that bothers you as much as you let on. You sought me out after I gave you space and I've literally been playing in the puddles this whole date and you haven't ditched me yet. So if you want some more of this, I'll give it to you with open hands, open heart, and I'll make sure to be loving you right." He winked before finishing. "As many days as you'd like."

Jungkook didn't give you much time to respond before he pressed his lips against your own. He made sure to go gentle, barely brushing them over your lips.

You understood immediately–if you wanted this, you were going to have to be the one to seal the deal.

And you did, kissing him with full force. You hoped you wouldn't regret this in the morning.

.

Ever since that night, you and Jungkook had started going out. It was slow at first but six months later, you and he finally made your relationship official.

"Shh," he cooed above you. He was a bit of a blur due to the pitch darkness of the room but you felt him everywhere. He was straddling your naked sides, praising your body like it was art. "Doing so good for me baby, making me so hard–fuck."

It was your first real-time being with a man and being your new boyfriend, Jungkook made sure to be extra attentive. "Kook," you moaned, back arching and pussy throbbing from where he had recently entered you.

He dragged his thick length out of you before slamming back in, a little rougher than the previous thrust. "That's it," he said through gritted teeth. "Let me hear those pretty moans. Been dying to hear them since I first saw you in those cute little sweat shorts you like walking to the laundry room in."

"Faster Kook, please." You gripped his muscular back, wrapping your legs tighter around his waist. You needed him lodged so far in your gut that you'd literally see stars. "Plea–please."

"Shit baby, if you start begging this early I can't promise you I won't go completely feral and I don't want to hurt you."

"I want all of you Jungkook," you said. "You said you'd love me right, so do it." And that's all it took for your boyfriend to lock down on your waist with firm hands, pounding into you with all he had.

You tried looking up at him, wanting to look him dead in the eye as he fucked into you but you couldn't handle it. He was dripping with sweat, his muscles were tense, veins were protruding out of neck, and his teeth were clamped shut. He was focused and he knew what he was doing. You on the other hand were a complete opposite story.

"Jung-Jungkook, oh god, fuck!" You screamed incoherently. His big cock reached every inch inside you, stretching you out with every snap of his hips. Never in your life had you had so much pleasure in a short amount of time. And embarrasing it may be, you were definitely going to come far before the usual.

"Look at you fucking falling apart already. Too much for your tight little pussy to handle isn't it? Well you begged for this, and now you're gonna take this cock like a big girl aren't ya," he barked, landing a sharp slap to your ass.

"Shit!" You yelped, clenching around him automatically. "Gonna come Kook...please-please. It's my first time I-"

You came without finishing the plead, sticky white substance ran down your thighs and onto the sheets. Jungkook's wet length continues to move in you, pushing some of your cum back in. The erotic squelching makes your eyes roll to the back of your head.

"Mhm yeah." He planted a trail of rough kisses up your neck, teeth nipping at the delicate skin. "And now you're gonna come again, and again, and again til you're dripping with my cum. I'm gonna then eat you out while my fingers play with your clit. But congrats on your first-time baby, because from here on out, you're gonna become my slut , and I'll be fucking you seven days a week."

A/N: written a little different than usual but yeah...haha idk. Tysm for reading and lmk your thoughts 💞

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[luveline]

Jadeee you are feeding us well today (screw those anons) if you’re still taking requests i thought the “would you still love me as a worm” prompt was funny and am curious to see Steve’s version if possible? If you’re not taking requests, so sorry!

hi! tysm for requesting ♡ fem!reader

Steve arrives with a shout and a loud bang. You glance up from your book, ear turned to the stairs as he hisses a swear. 

"You okay?" you call. 

He swears again. "Hey! I forgot you were coming over tonight."

You lounge in his bed in pyjamas he bought for you, your hair out of your face, completely at home. "Your bed is more comfortable than mine." 

Steve bounds up the steps from the sounds of it, mildly breathless but beaming as he passes the threshold and launches himself at you. You shriek as he crushes the pages of your book between you, his hands needling under your back and his weight on your stomach. "You're freezing!" you yelp, trying to squirm away. 

He's too determined. "God, I'm happy you're here. I'm thinking, fuck, I miss my baby, I wonder if she'll answer my calls tonight or if I'll have to beg–" 

"Yeah, because I usually make you beg to see me." You brush the hair from his face, eyes narrowed at him playfully. 

Steve shifts his weight to keep the majority of it off of you, one leg sliding between yours and the other on the outside of your thigh. His lips are as cold as his hands but gentle as he kisses you, misaligned, your bottom lip clearly catching his attention. "I would've," he murmurs between soft kissing, his nose brushing yours as he raises higher. "Would've done anything." 

"Lucky you, I never make a pretty boy beg," you say, his breath warming your lips. You stay like that for two seconds, three, eyes closed and breathing in the other.

He gives you a quick peck before settling in the curve of your neck. "This is awesome. Friday night party. Oh! And I've been meaning to ask you something so it's perfect that you're right here, Robin asked me and I wanted to ask you because I was thinking about it in the car…" He loses concentration, his hand stroking up behind your shoulder, as if to say, Hey, I got you. 

"Did you get much sleep last night?" you ask, bemused. 

"Totally…" He fakes a snore. 

"Steve. What did you want to ask me?" 

"Oh, yeah." He picks himself up from your neck. You must look squished, soft-jawed and unmade, but Steve doesn't look any less in love than usual. "Would you still love me as a worm?" 

"What?" you ask, stroking his cheek with the back of your pinky. "Do you want to shower before you go totally dumb on me?" 

"I'm serious, this is a serious question. And I only want to shower if you're coming with me, but this is important. Would you love me if I was a worm?" 

"Yeah, Steve. Of course I would." You smile as he smiles, tandem beaming that feels silly but good. "Why would you be a worm, though?" 

"See, this is what I asked Rob, and she said that doesn't matter but it doesn't make any sense. I told her I'd love her if she was a worm and she said she wouldn't love me because bugs give her the heebies. That's sick, right?" 

"Well, would you love me if I was?" you ask. 

"Are you stupid?" Steve noses at your neck, words said in tiny bursts of heat on your skin, "I'd turn myself into a worm to be with you forever."

"Now I feel like I should've said that." 

"No way. I loved how little you hesitated," he praises. Like a cat nuzzling a post, his hair tickles you. "If we were worms together we wouldn't have to work. We'd spend all day hugging." 

"Ew, all slithered together," you say, delighted. 

"Twisted around each other. Not not like this," he says, kissing your cheek sweetly. "We'd be the best worms ever. Me and you." 

You encourage him off of you to rescue your murdered paperback. Steve rolls onto his back, please smile lingering as he stretches out and sighs with relief. He needs a shower, and a shoulder massage, or a naked back rub while you watch TV. You'll order takeout, eat it with wet hair from the shower and ankles locked on the couch. 

"I'm glad we're not worms," you say, sitting up. Steve meets your eyes, his brown and dark in the dim lighting. "I really love us right now. I love you." 

You kiss his forehead. 

"I'll go get the shower running, okay?" you ask, climbing from the bed.

Steve's voice comes quiet and hoarse as he calls after you, "I love you too!"

#steve harrington x reader #steve harrington x you #steve harrington x y/n #steve harrington #steve harrington fic #steve harrington blurb #steve harrington drabble #stranger things x reader #stranger things fic #steve harrington imagine #steve harrington fanfic #steve harrington fanfiction #stranger things #stranger things 4

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

AITA for intentionally giving someone bedbugs?

So, a few years ago, I (17 at the time) got bedbugs. I'm still not sure where from because it was only me who had them. Maybe from visiting a friend's house, maybe from the hotel I went to for a convention, or maybe I was just unlucky and picked them up off someone in public. Regardless, I had bedbugs and was the only one in my house that did. Because of my relationship with my parents and a very intense fear of getting in trouble, I was convinced I'd be scolded for having them/seen as gross, so I didn't tell anyone I had them. I just killed them on sight and every other day used the vacuum on every side of my mattress.

Now, while this was happening, my parents were arranging for a family friend's daughter "K" (15 at the time) to move in with us. Her and I really didn't get along. She was generally rude to me, shittalked my little sister constantly. My friend had told her about something that happened between me and a family member where I was abused, something that I didn't tell the rest of our family, and K was threatening to tell them about it. The issue is this would cause a LOT of unrest and stress on my family that I thought would be worse than keeping the event a secret, so I told her not to. She said she wouldn't, and then went back on that and told my parents anyways. I barely managed to convince them she got it mixed up with something else that happened, and everything was mostly fine.

Anyways, point is, I REALLY did not like K. She was moving in with us because her parents are, frankly, terrible people and don't really take proper care of her. So, my parents wanted to give her a better environment for a little while. I wanted to give her a chance because I knew she didn't have the best background or anything, even if I didn't like her.

She got here and didn't have a bed get (we set up an air mattress and the plan was to get a new bed for me and give my old one to her since it was still a really good bed, but I was due for a new one because of growing). I was trying to figure out how to come clean about the bedbugs before the switch.

That is, until she started being a jerk while at our house. She was stealing from the fridge and then blaming it on me. She was lying to my parents and sneaking out. She was lying ABOUT me and my parents to hers, telling them and her friends that we were abusing and neglecting her. She cut the screen of the guest room window to sneak a boy into our house in the middle of the night. She refused to help me and my sister with chores, which got ALL of us into trouble when they didn't get done.

I don't know if it was just the cumulative stress of the situation, school, and the bedbugs or if I just really felt like being terrible, but I didn't tell anyone about the bedbugs.

Then, we put my old bed in the guest room, and I got a new bed after a while. She started getting bug bites and after maybe two weeks my parents found out about the bed bugs. We deep-cleaned the house and had to get rid of the whole bed set.

To this day, my family believes K brought the bedbugs because of her home situation. I have only told a few of my friends about this. In hindsight, I feel bad because bedbugs are terrible and I made it seem like she'd brought them herself. I'm conflicted because I generally feel guilty over lying about it, but I also feel a little justified for my little bit of revenge. AITA??

#aita #am i the asshole

[sunraies]

hey hun, could you writes a fluff with rafe where you’ve had an argument with a friend and he comforts you x

Of course! I hope this is ok. I think I ran with the argument more than the comfort, but I hope Rafe gives enough. If you need more Rafe and less plot, please let me know x

Tear-stained Cheeks

Rafe Cameron x Kook!Reader

Warnings - Fluff and angst. Reader has the nickname, Bug.

After an argument with Sarah, that is so big it could be friendship breaking. You find comfort and shoulder to cry on, in Rafe.

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It started over a pair of shoes Sarah had borrowed. It wasn't even about the shoes, but it spiralled as quickly as it started, and soon, you were hurling the most spiteful things at each other.

Using your years of friendship and deepest insecurities to hit each other were you knew it would hurt.

Ever since she started dating John B, your friendship slowly started to fray. It wasn't like you had experienced in with her past relationships, she throw herself completely into them, and you were always there to pick up the pieces.

This time, you weren't prepared to be a broken piece.

That's how you ended up pushing your bike down the long drive of Tanneyhill. Shoes in the basket and tears threatening to spill. You breathed in through your nose, desperately trying not to break before you were away from a place you used to see as a second home.

You focused on the warmth of the sun on your face, the sound of the bike wheels spinning, anything to stop yourself spiralling.

"Hey!" You closed your eyes at the sound of his voice as his truck pulled up beside you. "Where you going, Bug?"

Of course, Rafe came home at that exact moment. The teasing tone of his voice, you couldn't deal with. Bug was something he'd always called you. It was meant to be an insult when you were children, and it just stuck.

You didn't respond and kept walking, causing him to frown. Normally you’d have some sassy remark or a come back to make him smile.

Rafe was just as much a part of your life as Sarah was. The annoying but unfairly gorgeous best friend's older brother. Your relationship was built on teasing, hating, and loving each other. As you grow, so did new feelings, and a few stolen kisses had been shared through the years, but nothing ever came of them.

"Bug?" His voice sounded more concerned.

You sniffed and straight your back, hoping your voice wouldn't break when you finally spoke to him.

"I'm going home." You had no such luck as your voice cracked.

"With your parents away? Weren't you staying here?"

"Well, plans change. Maybe I could throw a massive party. Who knows?" The only party you actually planned was a pity party for one, with your bed.

Rafe actually laughed. "You having a house party? Never thought I'd see that day." He tilted his head, looking you up and down. "Was it Sarah's idea?"

Of course, he would think Sarah was the one who would make you have a party in your parents' artefact filled house. They were both archaeologists. The funny part was that before the argument, she had been suggesting it. A pogue and kook party in your parents' manor style home.

Her name pierced your heart, and all you could do was shake your head as the tears that had been threatening to finally fall.

"Hey, whoa whoa whoa." Rafe quickly stumbled out of the truck, leaving the engine running and door wide open.

He gently took your face in his hands as your nose wrinkled, a tiny sob heaved from your chest. You dropped your bike on the grass as you held onto his wrists. Everything suddenly came crushing down. The weight of every hurtful word feeling like a brick on your chest.

His thumbs brushed the tears away as they kept falling. "Breathe for me, baby." He got you to copy his steady breaths as his blue, concerned, filled eyes searched your face.

Rafe checked quickly for any physical injury before pulling you into his chest. You could hear his heart beating just as rapidly as yours as his arms circled your shoulders and hands cradled your head. Calming shushes uttered from his lips as your sobs turned to slient hiccups.

"Can you tell me what happened?" He needed to know who the fuck made you cry and who to kill.

"Sarah," you sighed into his chest, your tears having soaked his shirt.

"Sarah's a bitch" He said without missing a beat.

"Then I'm a bitch too. We both said some pretty fucked up things" You still clung to the back of his shirt as you muttered.

"You can be," He admitted, but his tone was completely teasing. "The difference is, I like you"

You laughed, unable to help it as you let go, pulling back after he placed a kiss on your head. You wiped your eyes roughly and rubbed your nose with the back of your hand as you sniffed. "I'm sorry about the shirt"

He pulled it out to look at the watermark you left behind and shrugged before looking back at you, "Even with tear-stained cheeks and snort, your beautiful"

"Shut up." you hit his shoulder but still smiled at him as he held your hand in place.

Sarah appeared in the doorway. "Can we talk?" She asked. You turned to look at her as Rafe threw a protective arm over your shoulders.

Your smile immediately dropped, and Rafe shot Sarah a look so deadly that if looks could kill, she'd be laying stone cold right there.

"Not right now, Sarah." Rafe called over to her. "I'm taking Bug to get ice cream"

"How does ice cream sound, baby?" He glanced down at you as you nodded.

"Ice cream sounds perfect"

Rafe drove you to the ice cream parlour, his hand in your lap as Sarah was left watching you take comfort from her brother while your bike lay abandoned on the grass. The shoes long forgotten.

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[serxinns]

Yandere class 1a x mocha bunny reader: Bunnynapped

Yandere class 1a x mocha bunny reader

It was a nice day for a picnic so you and koda decided to head off on your own picnic basket in hand and blanket whenever you needed a break from all the overwhelming attention from your classmates you always headed to this secret spot to clear your mind and to play and chat with the small animals

You placed your blanket while Kota placed the basket down taking a breath it smelled like freedom you endured the beautiful and quiet nature there was a lake nearby the pond just in case you felt like swimming everything was perfect quiet and peaceful

"I'm gonna go get something to drink and berries at the lake koda!" he nodded "B-be careful tho there are big predator birds that will mistake you as a snack," he said while taking out the food and his favorite book read you nodded and ran off into the "Safe" forest, you made it to the lake glazing how the fish gracefully swam into their destination and the frogs leaping catching the bugs you grabbed your basket and went deeper into the woods until you saw a blueberry and a shiny red raspberry bush you grabbed your basket and started picking them unaware that someone was watching you

A teen with yellow eyes with messy space buns was observing you watching every move that you made like a hawk waiting for it's prey she watched you were were picking berries off the bush and putting them in the basket while also eating some as well "that bunny look so cute! Oh she's gonna be my little pet when I catch her" the blonde carefully sneak up behind herb making sure she wouldn't make a noise when her hands was just hovering away from you She quickly snatched you up and threw you in the sag

You struggled and struggled to try to turn into your human form but it was no use you squealed in discomfort and fear while the girl tried cooing and hushing you like you were some baby "Shhh ahh it's ok! I won't hurt you at all just gonna take you to your new home" you panicked even more when she said that you tried struggling and struggling but it was no use you were trapped hearing crunching of the leaves and dirt the girl happily hummed satisfy with her catch

Kota was getting worried about your long absence you shouldn't be gone for that long he looked around hoping you would come back until a panicked bird flew quickly on Kota's finger chirping in distress and panic kota gently comforted the poor animal by stroking its feathers and body the bird was calmly panicked but calmed down "Now tell me what's the problem" he said quietly and gently the bird chirped a few times and kota was shocked

You were taken...By toga Himiko

He needed to get the others even his teachers

"im back!" toga happily skipped along inside the Bar twice happily waving to her and Dabi completely ignored her focusing on the drink Kurogiri gave him but Shiggy was furious "Toga how many times have I told you about going out, especially in the day WITHOUT A DISGUISE" he said while scratching his neck toga scoffed and paid attention to the bag and giggled "I'll be fine nobody saw me plus I got myself a goodie!" she said shaking a bag a little and out came a squeak everyone's attention turned to her now curious of what she brought

"Woah toga did you bring a living snack nice!" Twice said excitingly reaching to hold the bag but Toga blocked his hand "No it's a.." she reached into the bag and pulled out the helpless creature (aka you) "A bunny!!" she squealed petting the distressed bunny's soft fur until she heard a poof and you turned into your human version now everyone was shocked "I'm not a bunny you phyco im a human! Just with a bunny quirk" you angry said not pleased with the "Suprised adoption"

Everyone was speechless for a second still in shocked while Toga's eyes sparkled brightly "EEEEEEK IT A BUNNY HERO" she tackled you with a hug squeezing you very tight you could barely breath nuzzling her head on your ears

"Well look what we have here..." Shigaraki darkly chuckled slowly walking up to you and circling you while observing the little bunny trapped in the cage but Toga shielded you "No shiggy I want them as a pet!" "A PET?!?" you and everyone else yelled in shock "I don't wanna be some villain pet!" toga completely ignored you kept going "Please take good care I'll feed them wash they'll put them in pretty outfits I promise I won't even get as much blood promise!" she pleaded with shigaraki and Dabi looked at him and chuckled "I mean I pet wouldn't be bad plus once we break them they'll be kinda useful," Dabi said with an evil sly smile shigaraki thought for a second and decided his answer "Fine we'll keep them BUT if they pissed me off and start to cause trouble im killing the rodent" you gulped nervously while toga and twice cheered "I just wanted a nice picnic..."

"Guys! Guys!" Koda ran into the common room trying to catch his breath everyone stared at him in shock and looked to see where their bunny darling was "Kota kun! What happened where's y/n?!" Mina said her voice filled with worry "They were taken by Toga she took them to their lair!" Everyone was in a panic that their precious darling was stolen away from them they were beginning to plan to save them until Aizawa stepped in "Nobodys going nowhere im going to inform the pro heroes it's dangerous to do that anyway" the class tried protesting but Aizawa quickly shut that down immediately and all told them to go to bed upset they were they had to go to bed sad and enraged that they couldn't do anything

During your stay with the LOV wasn't even that bed honestly except for the constant cuddling and her dressing you up into frilly and girly dresses and outfits and putting so many bows and accessories on your hair but you tolerated it you made sure not to say any snarky remarks due to shigarakis warning toga would twirl you around and dance with you while twice joined in doing embarrassing dancing while toga laugh but gave you 2nd hand embarrassment dabi was annoyed like an older brother always picking on their little siblings enough to make them tell their parents teasing you about how your not getting out of here and picking on you pulling on your ears until you squeaked until toga came and comfort you while being scolded by her

Kurogiri Was kind to you whenever you had enough he would always tell Toga, twice and Dabi to back off a bit and make sure you were ok he would give you healthy and actual edible food then just fed carrots and grass all day so he was the most decent out of all of them in your opinion next was Magne was another decent one but was just like toga she was adored about your features always petting your hair she wouldn't try and force you into your bunny form like a toga but whenever she gets the chance she always pets and brushes your fur which you enjoyed it a bit

But all things had to come to an end when an explosion was heard and a large hole filled with pro-heroes police, Aizawa was here as well kurogiri quickly formed a portal for them to go inside everyone went but you struggled out of the togas strong gripped, and fall on the ground she called your name until the portal was closed good riddance, you were questioned by a bunch of police and pros and we're checked to see if you had any injuries or tracking devices they put it felt like hours until they finally let you go

When you got back from the dorms everyone crowded around you cheering for your return There were a bunch of hugs from everyone even Shoto formed a small smile but Bakugo lectured and yelled at you about being reckless and how you should be careful you were gifted with a lot of stuff and the girls invited you to a sleepover you wanted to complain but you were just glad you weren't with the LOV

#yandere bnha #yandere ua #tw yandere #yandere x reader #tw obsessive behavior #yandere class 1a #yandere mha #platonic yandere #tw stalking

[writer-freak]

Birthday Celebration | Lucifer x Gn reader

Summary: Charlie throws a birthday party for you with everyone from the hotel there. After everyone left Lucifer had a sweet little surprise for you.

Warnings: gn reader, fluff, readers birthday, first time writing for hazbin hotel, english isn't my first language

A/n: So this is the second fic I wrote for my birthday and I decided to go into a new fandom. I actually wanted to do a after the party part for different characters but got a little lazy and just did Lucifer. Maybe I will one day come back to this but enjoy.

Comments, likes and reblogs are always appreciated and really motivate me to write more

It was just another day in hell, or so you thought. The same old routine of dodging demons and trying to survive the chaos outside of the hotel. Little did you know, your friends had something special planned for you. It all started with Charlie, the princess of Hell, who had a heart as big as her smile. She had been secretly organizing a birthday party for you, determined to make your special day something very memorable. With the help of her father and friends, including Vaggie, Angel Dust, Husk, and even Alastor, Charlie managed to set up a surprise party in the lobby of the Hazbin Hotel. As you entered the lobby, you were met with the sight of colorful decorations, balloons, and a banner that read "Happy Birthday!" in your favorite color. "Surprise!" Charlie exclaimed, her excitement contagious as she bounced up to you and pulled you into a bone-crushing hug. You couldn't help but smile at the sight of your friends gathered around, each wearing party hats and holding presents. Angel Dust winked at you playfully, while Husk grumbled something about needing a drink already. Alastor, the radio demon himself, smirked from his corner, clearly pleased with what he helped to orchestrate. Even Vaggie, though initially skeptical of the idea, couldn't help but be swept up by the atmosphere especially seeing how happy it made her girlfriend. As the party got into full swing, your friends took turns presenting you with their gifts. Angel Dust gave you a flashy new outfit, completed with some very revealing cutouts, while Husk offered you a nice bottle of whiskey. Nifty of course gifted you with some bugs saying that she found them in your room and made sure to kill them for you. Even Lucifer gave you a little handmade ducky though you could tell he was a bit embarrassed about presenting it to you. Charlie, of course, the ever-thoughtful hostess, presented you with a homemade cake adorned with candles. "Make a wish!" she urged, her eyes sparkling with anticipation. You closed your eyes and made a silent wish, blowing out the candles in one breath. As you opened your eyes, you were met with cheers and applause from your friends, their genuine happiness warming your heart. The rest of the evening was spent laughing, dancing, and enjoying each other's company. Despite being in hell, you couldn't imagine a better way to celebrate your birthday than surrounded by your friends in the Hazbin Hotel. As the party drew to a close you and your friends began to disperse, you felt so grateful to have met them in hell. They bring joy into your life that you would never have been able to imagine before. You found a sense of belonging amidst the chaos and this hotel felt like your home.

As the last guest departed you found yourself alone in the lobby of the Hazbin Hotel. Well, almost alone. A soft chuckle from the shadows caught your attention, and you turned to see Lucifer emerging from the darkness, a small smirk playing on his lips. "Quite the celebration, wouldn't you say?" he remarked, his crimson eyes glinting with amusement. You nodded, a warm smile tugging at your lips. "It was incredible. I never expected anything like this." Lucifer stepped closer, his gaze locking with yours. "Well, you deserve it, my dear" he said softly, his voice low and velvety. "But I couldn't let the night end without giving you something special." With a flourish, he produced a small box from the pocket of his suit and extended it toward you. "Happy birthday, my dear." Curious, you accepted the box and opened it to reveal a delicate necklace, adorned with a single ruby pendant. Your breath caught in your throat as you marveled at the exquisite craftsmanship. "It's beautiful, but you really didn't have to. You already gave me that little ducky earlier." you looked up at him not knowing how you could accept such a precious gift. Lucifer smiled, an expression that made your chest feel warm. "But it still can't compare to you" he said softly, before adding "And I would shower you with gifts but I know that you wouldn't want that so please just accept it." He said so much fondness in his eyes as he reached out to hold your cheek. Leaning forward, you pressed a gentle kiss to his cheek. "Thank you," you murmured, your voice barely audible. As you pulled back, you met Lucifer's gaze, finding warmth and understanding reflected in his eyes. In that fleeting moment, you knew that despite the darkness of hell, you had found something truly precious—a connection that transcended time and space, a love that burned brighter than any flame in the depths of the abyss.

Divider by: @saradika-graphics

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[konigsblog]

short random 141 headcannons, silly/fluff ☄️

ghost 💀;

absolutely hates coffee, avid tea drinker and refuses anything else. a lot of people assume that the cold-hearted killer, simon riley, would hate sugary coffee. but, truth be told, he has a huge sweet tooth that only price knows about, and has to keep him from eating too much.

growing up, he was quiet. a lot of people teased him for being so silent, including his friends, but only in a joking way. he's one of those kids that make friend's easily, just well-behaved in class to avoid stressing out his mother.

acts as if he hates johnny, but after that solo mission soap had, he grew more close to him. didn't like whenever john had to go on a mission without him in fear that he wouldn't return, gradually developed a fear of losing the team - something he'd always had, yet increased further after graves's betrayal.

has a high metabolism. he could eat way over his maintenance calories and not gain anything. he works out in his house during leave, usually eating quick takeaways or frozen meals, rolling his eyes whenever you bring up the state of the apartment. who cares, its not as if he's here most of the time.

soap 🧼;

absolutely loves getting drunk at a club with the team, has to be dragged home by price, him and gaz laughing maniacally at absolutely nothing.

he threw up on ghost afterwards.

because if his flirtatious personality, he's had many girlfriends. they never last long since he doesn't take the relationship's seriousness, still flirting with others as a joke, but offending whoever he's with at the time.

he isn't serious at all, which we've probably gathered from his personality. accidentally laughs at the wrong times, apologise profusely as they snarl at him. definitely gives off the wrong impression and gets embarrassed whenever price mentions it.

johnny knows what he's good at, he doesn't like being insulted by anyone, even as a joke. mention something about him not being as strong as ghost as he's pissed for the rest of the day. somewhat easily jealous, stemmed from when he was a rookie, lean with barely any muscle and constantly teased by others. (heard the last bit from another creator, but i can't remember the user for the life of me.)

gaz 🧢;

doesn't take alcohol very well, especially his hangovers. they're cruel, he has a pounding headache all day and throws up multiple times. laid in bed playing games the entire day, groaning as he feels himself burn up.

is terrified of bugs, absolutely hates spiders. doesn't give a fuck about the spider poem, will scream and crush them with his foot. probably came from when he was a child and got caught in a spiders web, cried to his mum.

definitely has a lot of sisters. they raised him well so he's very respectful in relationships and knows how to treat a lady right. when he was younger, his sister's would beg him to let them use makeup on him, agreeing and getting annoyed when he couldn't wash it off.

definitely youngest child energy.

price 🎣;

when he was a kid, he wanted to be something like a policeman or a firefighter, loves being in charge of stuff.

he's a true gentleman; will hold the door for his wife, giving her a bouquet of flowers whenever he can, kisses her all the time and compliments galore. he's a true fan of cuddling you from behind, sneaking up on you and kissing your neck, complimenting the meal you'd made.

took the 141 fishing, let's just say that it never happened again. it was all peaceful until johnny thought he a turtle, leaning over the lake and falling in. kyle laughed his ass off and simon sighed with disapproval, yet not surprised that he'd managed something like that. price lost a good fish trying to save him from drowning.

loves dogs, not small dogs (chihuahua hater), but big dogs. he loves german shepherds since he works with them, k9s. or a doberman, definitely owned a big dog when he was younger and has baby photos of him on it's back, only laswell saw them.

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[atimeofyourlife]

The day before Christmas, a day to forget

written for @steddieholidaydrabbles prompt: birthday | rated: t | wc 970 | cw: reference to neglectful parenting | tags: steve harrington has bad parents, surprise party Steve never got to celebrate his birthday, on account of it being Christmas Eve. He doesn't even tell people when it is. Eddie is determined to find out his birthday and make it a good one.

Birthdays had never really meant much to Steve. It was something that everyone else had, but not him. Well, he did have a birthday, but he never got to celebrate it. Christmas Eve. His family telling him that it was too close to Christmas, that he didn't need two days of presents back-to-back. If he was lucky, he might get a card or a small gift from other relatives, his grandparents or an aunt, but nothing much.

It felt worse once he was at school, making friends. Seeing everyone getting a day to celebrate them, getting presents and cake and everyone making a fuss of them. It made him feel left out and resentful of his parents. He asked again why he never got to celebrate his birthday, again getting told that it was too close to Christmas. And getting told not to be greedy.

In high school, Tommy and Carol decided to celebrate his 'half-birthday' in June. But that was more of an excuse to throw a huge house and pool party in the middle of summer. A chance to get drunk, to do anything they could without getting in too much trouble about it. No one ever remembered that it was supposed to be about Steve's birthday.

So, by the time he was sixteen, he stopped bothering. If anyone asked, he didn't celebrate his birthday. He wouldn't even tell people when his birthday was. For his seventeenth birthday, he got to spend the day with Nancy and her family. He didn't tell her what the day was, but at least he wasn't alone for once. For his eighteenth, he was alone again. Telling the kids wasn't even on the cards. He knew that Hopper was aware of it from when he'd seen his license in the past, but he didn't bring it up.

His nineteenth birthday, he spent it working with Robin. He hadn't told her, but it was great getting to spend the day with his best friend in the world. He was even going home with her and spending the night, so they could be together the next day. Her parents knew he didn't have a great relationship with his family, so they invited him to spend Christmas with them.

Twenty was another year of not celebrating his birthday. But they barely celebrated Christmas. Too focused on trying to defeat Vecna to do anything special. They took the just long enough to have a meal together, the same as they did on anyone's birthdays. It just wasn't possible to do anything more.

Twenty-one was the year it changed. Mid-September had Eddie asking him about his birthday.

"I asked the kids, but they said you don't celebrate. Robin and Nancy said the same thing. Come on, Stevie, you can tell me." Eddie tried to bug it out of him.

"Eddie. I don't celebrate. Nothing you say is going to change that. I don't have good experiences with my birthday, so I don't like to think about it. I won't be doing anything for it, so just leave it." Steve replied.

December came around, and no one else mentioned anything about it. No one brought it up at all. Steve was thankful for that, saving him from awkward and difficult conversations. Christmas Eve, his birthday, came around and it was quiet and peaceful. There were plans for the evening, for everyone to have their Christmas get together, before them having the next day with their families.  Steve drove himself over after work, as he was the only one on shift. It was being held at Joyce and Hopper's place, and Steve was quite looking forward to it. When he got there, he noticed that most of the painstakingly hung lights on the outside of the house were off, which felt unusual, but he tried not to think too much about it. He knocked on the door and waited.

"Steve, hi. Come on in, we're all down in the basement." Joyce said as she opened the door.

"Thanks Mrs Byers." Steve replied, hanging up his coat before heading down the stairs to the basement. The lights were dimmed and there were no Christmas decorations around.

"Happy Birthday, Steve." Everyone shouted, and Steve stepped back, unsure of what to make of it. He'd never seen anything like it before, especially not for him.

"What? Why? How?" He was almost speechless, it all so overwhelming.

"We all knew you never talk about your birthday, and figured that there must be a reason why. We found out when it was, so we figured it must have been something to do with being close to Christmas." Eddie explained.

"I. I don't."

"Steve, we all love you, we want to do this for you. Eddie was the one that put us all up to this, to find out your birthday and have a reason to celebrate it. You do so much for everyone else's birthdays, you deserve the same amount of care and love." Robin added, coming over to give him a hug. "If you really hate your birthday that much, we can forget this, and go upstairs and have the Christmas party like we told you."

"It's. My parents told me that it's too close to Christmas, that I don't need two days of presents so close. That I would be greedy if I expected people to celebrate my birthday in the middle of the Christmas season." Steve said quietly.

"That's bullshit. You deserve a birthday as much as everyone else does. It's not your fault when you were born. Now, come on. We've all got presents for you, and there's cake. Mrs Henderson made your favorite black forest cake." Eddie replied.

Steve smiled, feeling the love and warmth from everyone around him. Maybe his birthday was something he could celebrate, after all.

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[waklman]

Sweet Nothings

summary: you start to feel insecure in your relationship with bradley.

warnings: negative self talk. this blog is 18+.

word count: 1.4k

this is dedicated to anon who sent me down the bradley and babybear x taylor swift hole this is for you!!

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Late at night—when Bradley had too many beers running through his bloodstream, he’d whisper little reassurances in your ear. I like it when you take care of me. I love how silly you are. I want you forever. I love you. It was like he just knew you needed to hear it every so often. The pilot would be barely conscious whenever he said it—draped over your body like a weighted blanket, fighting against his doubled vision, just to drunkenly quell your insecurities.

And it wasn't often that you felt insecure—but it’s not like it didn’t happen either. 

You had always been conscious of the fact that your relationship with Bradley was different—different from ones he’s had before, different from other couples around you. It was different in the way you drove the Bronco while he sat as a passenger. It was different because you called him girly pet names that should be meant for you instead. It was different because you were the one who held the umbrella when it rained on you two. It was different because you didn’t have a collection of tight sundresses, or own a pair of those tall stilettos everyone your age wore, and you never put on much makeup for that matter. It was different because he was dating you. You were different. 

And because it’s been so long since Bradley went out with his team for drinks, the reminder of how different you were, started to feel suffocating. You found yourself wishing that he’d come stumbling home, cheeks flushed from alcohol just so you could hear him whisper sweet nothings to you, in his drunken state.

Weeks have passed since he last took a sip of beer. And over those past few weeks, the voices that rung into your head, in the form of all your ex-boyfriends' compiled complaints—started to grow louder and louder by the day. You knew it wasn’t fair to Bradley that you took up old criticisms you got from the past and pitted them against him, but it started to sound so true. 

Bradley wouldn’t want someone who acted like you. What Bradley would want is someone who was more serious. He wouldn't want someone who deflected with humor. He’d want someone normal—someone who could wear those flowy skirts that you couldn’t even imagine slipping your legs through. Why would Bradley want someone who owned the same stupid pair of levi's as him? Why would Bradley want you?  

So it dawns on you tonight, right as you’re sitting in his lap watching the film, A Bugs’ life in your living room—that maybe, he changed his mind about this—about you. 

“Babybear, why are you cryin’ so hard—he found where he belonged!” Bradley lightly laughs, giving the back of your head a soft pat as you bury your face into his neck.

That ant might’ve found where he belonged, but you didn’t. You didn’t belong anywhere. You didn’t belong with him. 

Bradley allots you some time to process the ending of the movie. But as your sobs show no sign of stopping—he starts to feel uneasy. No one should be crying this hard at an insect who felt left out. 

Letting out a breath, Bradley starts to sit up from the couch, with a solid arm wrapped around your middle. “You gonna let me carry you?” He asks, voice barely above a whisper. 

Rather than replying, you push your face deeper into the curve of his neck, trying to stifle your weak cries.

“Don’t you start wrestling with me, alright?” He lightly teases, before fully standing up straight, with you hung around his waist.

Walking away from the television that’s still playing, he turns the corner to step into your bedroom. Bradley bends his knees to fit through the door-frame. You had whined the last time he didn’t do it, causing the back of your skull to make contact with the head of the door. 

It’s almost like drunk Bradley is taking over now, knowing exactly what to do with you as he carefully peels you from his front—making you sit on the edge of the bed. 

Kneeling before you, Bradley lifts his large hands to cup your face. “What’s bothering my favorite little brain,” he asks softly, extending a thumb to bat away the fresh tear that slips down your face. 

His favorite little brain. How could he even like that part of you? 

You grit your teeth together, trying to keep another sob at bay. Though, looking into his eyes doesn’t help, he doesn’t look a bit annoyed. Not like your ex boyfriend did when you got like this. Bradley’s being so patient with you.

Taking a shaky breath, your bottom lip quivers—which Bradley pets over with his thumb. “…Do you ever wish I wasn’t like this?” The rotting question finally leaves your mouth, and Bradley feels like he got shot in the chest. 

His face is marked by hurt, dropping his hands down to your waist. “Babybear, what are you—”

“I don’t—” you start to cut him off, lowering your gaze down to your lap. “I don’t belong,” you hiccup. “I feel like—I don’t belong with you,” you pathetically confess. 

At your words, Bradley’s worst fear comes alive. 

“…Are you breaking up with me?” He asks calmly, keeping his voice low—so low that he can’t even hear himself over his racing heart. 

You shake your head no, allowing temporary relief to wash over him. 

Bradley slightly pinches your waist through the t-shirt you’re wearing, hoping you would squirm from the ticklish feeling. But you don’t. 

Tilting his head, Bradley tries to catch your puffy eyes—but you refuse to look at him. “I open the doors for you at restaurants,” you start, voice shaky. He nods his head, “Yeah, you do,” he agrees. “I pull out the chair for you.” Bradley hums. 

“I do stuff that other girls don’t,” you sniffle. “That’s right baby,” he answers, palms massaging your side. “Aren’t you embarrassed of me?” You lift your eyes back to his face, watching him through a layer of tears, “Do you ever wish I wasn’t like this?” You ask again, throat tight.

Bradley darts out a tongue, licking over his lips as he comes up with an idea.

With ease, he picks you up by the waist, holding you up in the air until he slips into the bed. Then, he drops you onto him like nothing, forcing you to lay flat against his chest, cheek pressed against his steady heart. 

Running a hand under your shirt, Bradley grazes the pad of his fingers up and down your spine. “Can I tell you something?” He asks, staring up at the ceiling. 

You nod against him, heart still heavy. “I can’t imagine you any other way,” he starts, heart beginning to pound under your ear. “I wouldn’t want you any other way.” 

“You could be dressed like a clown and I’d still hold your hand, and kiss your pretty face, right in front of everyone.”

“You’re scared of clowns.” 

“I know,” he softly laughs. “But if they looked like you—if they were just like you, I would want to marry every clown I see.” 

“Thats—that’s not right. You can’t marry them all,” you frown. 

“You know what’s not right? That you think I could ever get tired of you,” he rings the conversation back. 

“If every other lifetime—I’m a clown or an ugly ant living in a colony—but you’re still there with me, carrying me around like I weigh nothin', forcing me to wear tiaras to get you to laugh, making me forget how it feels to be alone. I'll ride it out with you.”

Though his speech was intended to make you laugh, you continue to cry instead—stuffing your face into his chest, soaking the fabric of his t-shirt with salty tears and sticky snot. “Hey—c’mere my little clown,” he tickles your side, making you painfully break out into laughter. 

You squirm, unable to escape his wiggling fingers. “Ah—Please—It tickles!” You complain, voice still hoarse.

“That’s right, clowns are supposed to laugh!” He barks, flipping you over.

With you caged underneath him, he stops his attack. Leaning down towards your ear, he whispers a familiar string of words, “I like it when you take care of me. I love how silly you are. I want you forever. I love you.” 

Your eyes burn, shooting wide open. “You were sober!”

He laughs into your ear before pressing a gentle kiss to your earring. “You make me feel s’shy. How am I supposed to say all that if I’m not pretending to be drunk?"

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[sihtricfedaraaahvicius]

Firefighter chapter 2.

Note: SURPRISE!!!! direct follow up the first fic.

Warnings: all the damn fluff. Oh, a bit of angst too; mention of fire, animal death, you know, firefighter stuff.

pairing: Modern!Sihtric x you (f)

summary: You kept dating that firefighter, who turned out to be a real softie.

wordcount: 6,3k

Masterlist

'Sihtric is absolutely showing off now.'

You had gone home with Sihtric, as he needed to feed his cat, and you both didn't want to leave each other just yet. 

You were still catching your breath after you had sex with him, again, but this time it was in his bed, instead of in your kitchen. You had just cleaned each other up and got some clothes on again when Sihtric joined you back in bed, to finally get some sleep.

'Come here,' Sihtric chuckled softly, 'look… I'm a snuggler, hope you don't mind,' he smiled and pulled you close.

'Oh,' you giggled as you nestled in his arms, 'no, I don't mind.'

'Good,' he hummed and gave you a light squeeze, 'cause I'm really, hm… affectionate,' he smiled a little shyly, 'hope you don't mind that either. I know it's usually not what a girl expects when they see me, but, yeah,' he shrugged.

'I don't mind that either,' you hid your face in his chest with a smile.

You felt a little shy, being all pressed up against his half naked body. Despite having had sex with him already, twice in one day even, you were still taken aback by Sihtric's looks and overall his entire being. And you indeed did not expect he would be this affectionate with you already, but you loved it, although it truly felt too good to be true. A guy as hot as he was, a firefighter after all, who was also funny, caring, good in bed and a cuddle bug? You really hit the jackpot.

Sihtric softly nuzzled your neck before pressing soft kisses to your skin.

'I really like you, cutie,' he whispered and pecked your cheek.

'Stop,' you giggled and tried to hide your face again, 'you're making me shy, Sihtric.'

'Shy?' Sihtric smiled with a frown, 'there's no need to be shy with me, I gave you a whole stiptease,' he laughed, gently lifting your face up to him with his fingertips, 'come give me a kiss, doll.'

He smiled against your lips and hummed softly with each kiss he gave you as he held you close to his chest, under the soft blankets.

'Hm,' he hummed, then cupped your cheeks, 'damn, you're so cute, little love,' he smiled and bit down on his lip, making your cheeks heat up all over again.

The next morning Sihtric brought you home, as you both had to go back to work again after a day off. You worked from home, but Sihtric had a busy week ahead of him, as he had several days of firefighter and first aid training, which was something his whole team had to participate in yearly. And this also meant you wouldn't meet up again until the weekend, when you would join him at the dinner with his firefighter friends and colleagues.

Sihtric kept his hand on your knee the whole ride to your house, mindlessly stroking you with his thumb, which you thought was adorable.

'I wonder how your neighbours are doing,' he asked as he pulled up in your street, 'will take a while before they can move back in again. There was some serious fire damage upstairs.'

'Yeah, me too. I'll call them in a few days, when everything has settled down a little, you know?' you said, 'it's too soon to ask about it yet, I think.'

Sihtric hummed and steered onto your driveaway.

'Alright,' Sihtric said, and he leaned in to cup your cheeks, 'we stay in touch, yeah?'

'Of course,' you smiled and brushed your fingers gently through his short, messy hair. Something you had done several times the night before already, and you just couldn't get enough of the feeling.

'Okay, good,' he smiled and pecked your lips, 'gonna miss you, doll. If I have some spare time in the next few days I'll stop by, but I can't promise anything, love.'

'I know,' you shrugged lightly and moved your hand down to his broad shoulder, 'it's okay. I'll just miss you for a few days,' you chuckled.

'Mhm,' Sihtric hummed again, smiling, and he pushed a strand of hair behind your ear, 'these training days are time consuming, I'm sorry, baby. I promise I'll make it up this weekend, okay?'

You nodded shyly, smiling.

'Okay,' he smiled, 'come here,' he pulled you closer and gave you a few quick kisses on your lips, 'text me, yeah? Day or night, I don't care.'

'I will,' you promised, stealing another kiss before you got out of his car, 'see you soon.'

'See you soon,' Sihtric smiled sweetly and enjoyed the sight of your ass in those jeans before you closed the car door behind you.

You walked up to your porch, and before you could open your front door, you heard Sihtric's car door open, and he jogged up to you as you turned around with a frown.

'Doll,' Sihtric chuckled lightly, 'hold up,' he said and pulled you close again, 'give me a few more seconds.'

Sihtric wrapped his arms around you, holding you tightly in his strong arms, pressed against his broad chest, swaying you gently.

'Sihtric?' you giggled, feeling all shy again, and knowing he really had to go to work.

'Yeah, okay, sorry,' he smiled and stepped back, taking your face in his hands to give you a few more soft kisses, 'see you soon, lady. And give Meow Meow a pet on the head for me when he comes home again.' 

Sihtric kissed your cheek once more and reluctantly let go of your hands as he walked away, and he winked with a sweet smile before he got back in his car. And when you finally got inside your house, you squealed loudly as soon as you had closed the door behind you.

You had texted Sihtric goodluck earlier in the day, but he hadn't been able to reply until later that night, when you were already in bed.

You giggled and buried your face in your pillow for a moment. When you looked at your phone again, you saw your last message wasn't delivered yet, and you knew it was because Sihtric had shitty connection over at the training centre, and he had to leave his phone in his locker. As you knew he wouldn't read anything anymore until he probably got home, you left him a voice message, as he said he wanted to hear your voice.

Sihtric: shit, sorry for the late reply. Honestly already counting down the days until the weekend x

Sihtric: missing you doll xxx

You: aw, babe :( me too

You: I miss you too xxx

You: want to call now???

Sihtric: I wish I could baby

Sihtric: but I'm still at the training centre

You: still? It's almost midnight?

Sihtric: told you these things are no joke love

Sihtric: sorry, pretty lady, really want to hear your voice but it's so loud and chaotic here, and I only got a short break…

You: I understand, it's okay

You: what time are you done?

Sihtric: not sure, probably in an hour or so

You: you want to call then?

Sihtric: cutie

Sihtric: you're too sweet, and I'd love to hear your voice before I go to sleep, but it's already late. You should really be asleep by the time I get home. Don't stay up for me x

You: don't tell me what to do ;)

Sihtric: I wouldn't dare 

Sihtric: ;)

Sihtric: how's Meow Meow?

You: he's fine! He's home again and seems to be doing well :) 

Sihtric: happy to hear love

You: what time do you start again tomorrow?

Sihtric: I have to leave the house at 6 in the morning :(

You: will you even get enough sleep? :( 

Sihtric: probably not, but that's what they want, so they can see how we perform with little sleep etc it'll be okay :) 

Sihtric: hey I gotta go cutie, last test before I can go home starts in a few minutes

You: oh :( good luck, be safe please

Sihtric: always sweetheart

Sihtric: good night, sweet dreams doll

Sihtric: miss you

You: thank you, handsome :)

Sihtric: can't wait to hold you in my arms again

Sihtric: and kiss you all over

Sihtric: miss you baby

Sihtric: xxxx

You: miss you too :( 

'Hey, Sihtric,' you giggled lightly, 'just sending a voice message to wish you good night and sweet dreams for when you get home. I miss you too, and I can't wait to see you in a few days. So, uhh,' you laughed softly, 'talk to you soon, I hope. Miss you… can't stop thinking about you.'

'What are you all blushing for?' Uhtred taunted Sihtric as he closed his locker.

'Oh,' Finan laughed, 'I think he got himself a girlfriend.'

'Shut up,' Sihtric blushed even heavier, 'it's not really official yet…'

'What does that even mean?' Ragnar laughed, 'not really official?'

'It means they probably fucked,' Finan grinned, 'but he hasn't asked her to be his girlfriend yet.'

The men all laughed as Sihtric hid his face and groaned.

'Yeah, but… I did kind of ask her, she just, I don't know, she wants to see if she can handle my job, you know…'

'Who?' Sigtryggr grinned, 'the girl with the cat?'

'Yeah,' Sihtric smiled at the thought of you, 'she's… I, we-' he stammered and then just chuckled, feeling his cheeks heat up again.

'Ah, look at him,' Uhtred taunted, rubbing his hand through Sihtric's hair, 'he's in love!'

All men broke out in laughter and taunted Sihtric for a moment longer.

'She likes you, don't worry,' Ragnar said, 'if she's still up texting you at this hour, she's into you.'

'Aye,' Finan agreed, 'and she seemed okay the other day, before I left, after the fire.'

'I want to bring her this weekend,' Sihtric confessed, 'to our dinner.'

'You should,' Sigtryggr said, 'she can meet our ladies, maybe befriend them. They helped each other a lot when each of us started dating. It's not easy for them to be with us.'

The other men all agreed, telling Sihtric he should definitely bring you. They kept teasing him, but deep down they were all delighted that it seemed like he found someone right for him, as he was the only one of their crew who was still single. And the men wouldn't admit it, but they never understood how Sihtric couldn't find a lady, as he was good looking and caring. He had just been unfortunate in love.

When Sihtric got home, he was exhausted and missed you terribly, and when he listened to your voice message, after he had gotten in bed, he thought his heart would explode with love and his skin would tear open, releasing millions of butterflies as the feeling was driving him crazy. And he sent you a voice message back.

'You don't know how good it is to hear you, love,' his voice was a little raspy, 'you make me so happy. Really miss you.'

You had woken up early the next day, and you almost passed out in bed when you heard Sihtric's voice message, and you couldn't wait to see his reaction when you texted him.

Sihtric ran to his front door and thought his legs would give out underneath him when he saw you. He couldn't bring out a word, instead, he picked you up and spun you around before he cupped your cheeks and kissed your lips.

You: hey, are you up? x

Sihtric: I am, gotta leave soon, already late so I'll be grabbing some coffee on the way x

Sihtric: but shit, what are you doing up at this hour doll?

You: I'm at your door…

Sihtric: WHAT

'Careful!' you laughed.

'What on earth…' Sihtric smiled, bewildered, raking his tattooed fingers through his short, messy bed hair as he looked at you.

'I got you coffee,' you smiled shyly, holding up a thermos flask to him.

'Doll,' Sihtric sighed and grabbed his chest, 'I… I-,' he stammered, 'I don't even know what to say.'

'You don't have to say anything,' you shrugged.

'Come here,' Sihtric smiled and snuck his arms around your waist, 'thank you, lady,' he said and pecked your lips several times, 'so good to see you.'

'And you,' you smiled, pushing yourself up to your tiptoes to kiss him again as you held onto his toned biceps.

Sihtric hummed softly and buried his face in your neck, almost squeezing the air out of your lungs.

'You're gonna make me late,' he chuckled and kissed your cheek.

'No,' you laughed, 'because I am going home again now.'

'Few more minutes?' Sihtric asked. His puppy dog eyes worked wonders, and he grinned when he pulled you against his chest again as you couldn't say no.

You enjoyed the sound of his slightly quickened heartbeat, as your ear was pressed against his chest, and you smiled at the pleasant scent of the handsome firefighter.

'Okay,' you fought his embrace after a moment, 'we should both go, I don't want you to be late because of me.'

'I know,' he smiled, 'thank you, doll, really.'

Sihtric stole a few more kisses before you both walked over to your car, and before you could get in yours, he ran over again for another kiss.

The days seemed to go by incredibly slowly. You and Sihtric texted as much as you could, but it wasn't easy as he was home late each day and had to get up early each morning. Because you had a few meetings scheduled, you also couldn't bring him any coffee anymore in the mornings. But you both survived the seemingly long days, and the weekend was finally here. You had to admit you were very nervous to see Sihtric again, and to meet his friends.

You groaned as you looked at your clothes. But Sihtric was right, you just had to be yourself. So you dressed in comfy jeans and your favourite shirt. You just finished brushing your teeth when your doorbell rang, and you ran to the door. You waited a moment before you opened it, and you took a deep breath, trying to control your nerves. And when you finally opened the door, you were greeted by a big bouquet of flowers, and Sihtric's grin.

You: what do I wear????

Sihtric: whatever you're comfortable in, love

Sihtric: it's just a bbq, don't stress x

You: what are you wearing? x

Sihtric: black jeans and a black sleeveless shirt x

Sihtric: no one cares what you're wearing, trust me

Sihtric: just be you, doll, that's all I want :)

Sihtric: I'm about to get in my car. See you soon xxxx

'Love,' he smiled, pulling you in with his free hand, and he kissed your lips, 'hey, baby,' he whispered and nuzzled your nose softly.

'Hey,' you giggled, feeling all flushed already.

'I got you flowers,' Sihtric said with a shy smile, and he handed you an insane amount of flowers.

'Oh, god,' you chuckled, 'thank you, babe, you really didn't have to,' you said and kissed his cheek, 'let me put them in some water before we go.'

You beckoned Sihtric to step inside as you walked to your kitchen, and Sihtric grinned at the fond memory of that kitchen table when he saw it. He watched you take quick care of the flowers and he didn't know if he wanted to break out in a nervous laughter or simply burst into tears, because his feelings for you overwhelmed him.

'You look pretty,' he said eventually.

'Oh,' you smiled and hid your face behind the flowers as you placed the vase on the table, 'thank you.' 

You peeked out over the flowers, taking in his appearance as he was petting Mister Meow Meow, who seemed happy to see his rescuer again, purring as Sihtric held him in his arms.

And the entire sight melted you, making your knees weak. Sihtric looked so good in his skinny jeans with his black boots, and the loose sleeveless shirt, his outfit showed off his arms, legs and ass at the same time. He wore a black leather wristband, which you later saw had runes pressed into them, and he wore a Mjölnir pendant around his neck. He had trimmed his facial hair to a wellkept goatee, and the sides of his head were freshly shaved, but his dark hair was still messy, which you loved. You also noticed he was wearing two silver earrings in one earlobe, which was new to you, and you thought it looked really sexy, as did the hint of eyeliner. And you realised that this is what he looks like when he's not working or on stand-by. And you once again couldn't believe you were dating this guy.

'You look really handsome yourself,' you said from behind the flowers.

'Thanks,' Sihtric laughed, and he put Mister Meow Meow back on his feet again when you grabbed your bag.

'Ready?' you smiled and walked to the door.

'Almost,' Sihtric smiled as he took your hand, and pulled you closer, 'I'm in desperate need of some serious kisses first.'

And about half an hour later you and Sihtric quickly got dressed again. His desperate need for some kisses had quickly led into some seriously hot sex, which had been so loud that Mister Meow Meow had run outside of your house, and was probably traumatised.

Sihtric's hair was already messy before, so he was fast to get ready again to leave for the bbq. But you needed a moment to fix up your hair properly, and Sihtric said he would wait in his car.

'Almost there,' Sihtric said and squeezed your knee as he kept his eyes on the road, behind his black shades.

'Shit,' you suddenly said, feeling nervous again and you squeezed his hand, 'should I have brought something? Like a salad or… or some drinks?'

'No, doll,' Sihtric chuckled, 'everything is taken care of, don't worry.'

'But I feel so rude,' you sighed, 'I don't want to be the new girl who just comes over to hoard free food.' 

'Well,' Sihtric laughed, 'if it makes you feel any better, I'm definitely there to hoard free food.'

You looked at Sihtric and couldn't help but laugh, feeling your nerves disappear slowly, and your cheeks hurt from smiling when Sihtric pulled up at his friend's house.

'Hey, uh, look,' Sihtric said before you got out of the car, 'I, eh, I- I know I already said I'm like… affectionate and all that,' he blushed a little, 'but, eh, but I also… you know, eh, I… I- I'm also like that when I'm in public,' he gave you a cute, worried look, 'I know not everyone likes their boyfriend doing that, so I… I-'

'Just be you, Sihtric. I always had shitty boyfriends who never showed any affection. It would be nice to finally, you know… know what it's like when someone does,' you smiled shyly and looked down at your feet.

'Thank you,' Sihtric said softly and he held your hand, 'my previous girlfriends also didn't show much affection, public or private,' he smiled weakly, 'while it's… I guess it's my love language. And I know I can be a little much,' he sighed, 'so, also don't be afraid to tell me when it becomes too much for you, okay? Because I do get it.'

'I think it's usually other people who have issues with it,' you shrugged.

'My friends have no issues with it,' Sihtric smiled, 'they've known me for almost my whole life really, they know how I am. They don't judge anyone, and they're not hiding their affection for their partners either,' he said, 'but I know I am the one who has no limit,' he chuckled, 'so, you know,' he took your chin gently between his fingers and leaned in, 'you gotta keep me in check sometimes,' he winked and gave you a soft kiss.

And as always, the hot firefighter set your body ablaze with his soft hums each time he kissed you.

'Okay,' you smiled and bit down on your lip, 'but… does this mean you're… my boyfriend now?'

'I sure hope so, doll,' Sihtric said softly as his mismatched eyes darted over your face, and he smiled sweetly, 'if you want me to be your man, that is.'

'Yeah,' you felt yourself blushing, 'I want you to be mine,' you smiled, once again incredibly shy upon his piercing gaze.

'Then I'm yours, lady,' Sihtric said, 'all yours.' 

'And I'm yours,' you whispered, and a soft, nervous giggle escaped your lips, which Sihtric thought was absolutely adorable, and he bit down on his lip as he kept his big eyes on you.

'You're my girl,' he said with a cheeky smile, 'all mine.'

'There they are!' Ragnar yelled from behind a smoking BBQ, and he threw his hands up, holding a beer and a spatula.

'Sihtric and his girlfriend!' Uhtred belted out when he saw you both walk into Ragnar's backyard.

You were surprised by their excitement, and laughed. Sihtric shook his head with a smile as he held you close, his arm around your neck.

'Sihtric and his not official girlfriend!' Finan taunted, to which the men all laughed.

'No!' Sihtric said and stopped walking, holding up his finger to silence everyone, and he grinned, 'she's officially my lady as of today.'

Everyone broke out in loud cheers and raised their bottles, cans and glasses, and you already felt welcomed. You also couldn't believe your luck when you saw a cute dog run around the backyard, which was apparently Uhtred's.

'Have a seat,' one of the women said as she walked over to you and took your hand, pulling you away from Sihtric, 'my name is Thyra,' she smiled sweetly.

You looked back at Sihtric who winked at you before he went to grab you both a drink.

'We heard so much about you,' Thyra said, her voice was pleasant.

Her whole energy was pleasant, actually. Calm and soft.

'Oh, god,' you grimaced as you sat down, 'you heard about me?'

'Yes,' Thyra smiled, 'Sihtric told the guys all about you, and they obviously told us,' she looked at the other women who all giggled.

'Well I sure hope he didn't tell you everything,' you chuckled, not lying.

'Don't worry,' Sihtric said as he sat down next to you with a grin, handing you a drink, 'I didn't tell them about that striptease.'

You almost choked as you took a sip of your drink and you felt your face heat up, while Sihtric casually sipped his beer and wrapped his arm around your neck again. The ladies laughed, which made you wonder if they had all experienced a striptease from their own firefighter.

'Okay, so,' Sihtric said as all the men joined the table, 'that's Ingrith, who is married to Finan, but you already know him.' 

'Yep,' you smiled and waved.

'That is Uhtred,' Sihtric continued, introducing his friends, 'who is married to Gisela. Ragnar is married to Brida, Sigtryggr is dating Stiorra, and Thyra here is married to Beocca.'

'I will try my best to remember all your names,' you said, to which they all laughed.

'Beocca is retired, by the way,' Finan said, 'in case you wondered why there's one old bastard in the group here.'

'Damn you,' Beocca muttered and rolled his eyes.

You couldn't help but laugh at their banter, as did everyone else, even when you desperately tried to hide your amusement, and Sihtric fell even more in love with you at that moment.

Uhtred, Beocca and Sigtryggr made their way over to the BBQ, after asking what everyone wanted to eat, and they took care of it. Meanwhile, everyone left at the table was desperate to learn more about you. So you answered their burning questions, while Sihtric just stared at you, completely in love, and he occasionally moved his arm down to hold your waist, only to move it up again and hold you close as his arm was wrapped around your shoulder, and eventually it was around your neck again.

'Be back in a moment, okay, doll?' Sihtric said after a while, and kissed your cheek.

'Where are you going?' you asked as he got up.

Sihtric made an apologising face and showed you his pack of cigarettes, then went to join the men around the BBQ. From your seat, you had a clear view of him, and you didn't even notice you were staring at him as he smoked while joking around with some of the guys. But the women all saw your gaze, and it made them smile.

'You really like him, don't you?' Gisela asked.

'What?' you asked, being pulled back into the conversation again, 'oh, uh… y-yeah,' you chuckled shyly and cleared your throat.

'Don't feel ashamed,' Ingrith said, noticing you felt embarrassed they caught you staring, 'we're happy to see he finally found someone who looks at him the way you do.'

The women quickly agreed and Brida said, 'Sihtric's been very unfortunate with love. He's a sweet guy, probably the sweetest of them all.'

'Hey,' Ragnar huffed and raised an eyebrow, then broke out in a smile, 'no, she's right,' he said, 'Sihtric is a good guy. Has a lot of love to give, and so far no one has been able to handle him.'

'He's very loyal,' Stiorra said.

'Very affectionate,' Thyra smiled.

'Passionate,' Ingrith added.

'Insane sex drive too,' Ragnar said and burped.

Finan broke out in a laugh and slapped Ragnar's shoulder, 'aye, that is true,' he laughed.

You felt your face heat up again but you also had to laugh along with the entire table, and the men over at the BBQ turned their heads and wondered what was so funny at the table. Sihtric met your eyes and he gave you a sly smile and a flirty wink.

'Y-yeah,' you chuckled, 'I, eh, figured,' you said as Sihtric made his way back to you, and he quickly ate a few mints to hide the smell of cigarettes before he pulled you close again.

'Hey,' he smiled when you looked into his eyes.

'Hey,' you smiled.

'Having fun?'

'Yeah, everyone's really nice,' you said.

'Good,' Sihtric smiled and pecked your lips, 'you're pretty,' he said, randomly.

Before you could become shy again, the other men brought over plates with the grilled food, and you all attacked your dinner at the same time. You enjoyed the banter between everyone, as no one was safe from it. Even you became a target when Sihtric mentioned the name of your cat. But you were quick to snap back and told everyone that at least your cat wasn't named Dog. And that was also the exact moment when Sihtric's friends, or better said, his family, just accepted you completely. And as everyone started to have their own small conversations, you got a little too eager with the egg salad on your slice of bread, and spilled it down your chin as you took a bite.

'Crap,' you chuckled while looking for a napkin, but Sihtric was quick to wipe your chin with his thumb, which he cleaned by sticking it in his mouth.

'Thanks,' you mumbled.

'Honey, you still got some...' Sihtric smiled, 'wait, come here, I smudged it a little, sorry,' he said and held your chin as he brought his face closer to yours. 

Sihtric nuzzled your nose softly with a light chuckle, and then slowly dragged his tongue over your chin, up to your lower lip, and he gave you a soft kiss. You giggled softly, and you gasped when he suddenly said, 'I wouldn't mind eating some more of you, lady,' and winked.

Sihtric pulled away and returned to his food, while you were quick to hide your flushed, smiling face behind a napkin.

'You want to try this?' Sihtric asked after a moment.

'What is it?'

'I don't even know,' Sihtric shrugged, 'but it's good. Here,' he turned to you, politely taking your chin again as he gently fed you a small bite of whatever it was he had on his plate.

'Hm,' you hummed, a little unsure as you chewed, 'what's this?' you asked everyone else at the table, pointing at Sihtric's plate.

'Ahh,' Finan said as he inspected the meat, 'oh, that's rabbit!'

'Oh,' you said and grimaced, and you heard Sihtric drop his fork on his plate.

'Oh, no,' Gisela said, trying to hide a laugh, 'who gave Sihtric rabbit?' 

No one answered, but you saw Uhtred was very quick to down his drink while everyone else just shrugged. You turned to Sihtric, who sat with his head in his hands.

'Babe?' you asked, concerned, and you took his hands, 'what's wrong?'

Sihtric sighed and pouted as he looked at his plate.

'One time,' Sihtric started and exhaled loudly.

'Oh, here we go,' Finan said, amused, and he sat back. 

And you saw how everyone else at the table had to hide their smiles.

'One time,' Sihtric said again, 'there was a fire at a petting zoo. And we… we saved all the animals. Or so, we thought. But when we were done, I saw we had missed one… one…'

'Rabbit?' you guessed.

'Yeah,' Sihtic groaned and hid his face again.

'Oh, no,' you said.

'You're not telling her the best part,' Uhtred grinned, and everyone chuckled.

Sihtric sighed and looked at you, '...and I cried for an hour,' he confessed with a light chuckle, as the table erupted in loud laughter.

'Oh my god,' you snorted, 'I- I'm sorry?' you laughed and wrapped your arms around his neck.

'It's been five years,' Sihtric chuckled, 'and I still feel bad about it. I'm really not much of a macho, huh?'

'Well,' you kissed his cheek, 'I still think you're hot.'

When you were all done eating, and everyone was kind of minding their own business, you got up to play with Uhtred's dog. Sihtric stared at you, completely smitten, as he sat back in his chair. He watched you until he finished his drink and then walked up to you, just as you took a picture of the dog.

'Taking sneaky pictures of the dog?' Sihtric said as he kneeled down next to the golden retriever, giving the dog a hug.

'Maybe,' you smiled.

'Yeah, I get it,' he said and looked the dog in the eyes, 'you're way cuter than me,' he said to the dog, who started to wag his tail.

'The picture would be cuter if you'd be on it, with the dog,' you said.

'I'll do you one better,' Sihtric smiled as he got up, and he took your phone, 'come here,' he said and wrapped his arm around your neck again as he pulled you in for a selfie.

He snapped a bunch of pictures. Some of you both smiling, one where Sihtric winked with a sexy grin, a few where he kissed your cheek and a few when he kissed your lips. And you usually hated yourself in photos, but you had to admit these were all cute as Sihtric swiped through them to see how they turned out. Then he opened your texting app and texted himself all the photos, so he had them too. And you saw how he was quick to change his wallpaper and lockscreen to one of the photos, and you did the same.

As the evening progressed, the men became more cocky and loud. And even Sihtric, who was all cutesy and sweet with you, couldn't help becoming a bit of an alpha male when a push up contest was brought to life by Ragnar.

'Is this… normal?' you laughed as you watched all the men line up as they bickered.

'Ragnar loves games,' Brida said, 'this always happens at some point, yes.'

All the women laughed, but had to admit they enjoyed the little contest. Beocca refused to join and as Ragnar played referee, he also just watched. Uhtred was the first to tap out, saying he ate too much, to which all the other men gave him shit. Then Finan gave up, after about 50 push-ups, which was impressive regardless. And then it came down to Sihtric and Sigtryggr, who both seemed to be in the same, good shape, and neither showed any sign of struggle as they reached 100 push-ups.

'Sihtric is absolutely showing off now,' Gisela chuckled and nudged your elbow.

You and Stiorra enjoyed the sight of your own man showing his strength, but Ragnar became impatient as they simply wouldn't give up, and he decided to sit down on both their backs, after which they collapsed with a heavy groan and hard laughter as Ragnar tumbled off them. Then some playful bickering started between Sigtryggr and Sihtric, arguing who would have won, and before you knew it they ended up in a wrestling match.

All men gathered around them and started to hype them up, except for Beocca, and some even placed bets on who would win. And you truly felt like one of the women when you all sighed and shook your head at their boyish behaviour. But like every other lady there, you also loved seeing your firefighter all relaxed and playful. And as their man-fight continued, you ended up talking about their job with the others.

'You don't need to worry about Sihtric,' Brida said.

'He is very careful,' Beocca confirmed, 'I've worked with him for several years, he really doesn't take unnecessary risks and has a good eye to estimate the situation and any danger.'

'And he has a great team around him. They all look out for each other,' Gisela smiled.

'I know their job is scary,' Stiorra said, 'I only started dating Sigtryggr last year, and I was terrified,' she said, 'and that's normal. But you also have to learn to trust your man, know that this is his job, and that he's good at it, or else he wouldn't be doing it.'

'At the end of the day,' Thyra said, 'you need to understand that all Sihtric wants is to come back home to you. He's not playing around with fire or anything. In fact, they rarely get hurt or seriously injured.'

'And if they get hurt it's usually because of shit like that,' Brida laughed and cocked her head towards the ongoing wrestling match, which now seemed unfair as Sihtric and Sigtryggr had ganged up on Ragnar.

'I understand,' you smiled, 'thank you, really,' you said, 'for everything. For being so kind and welcoming, and for reassuring me.'

'I've never seen Sihtric this happy,' Beocca said, 'and I saw that boy grow up basically. You two seem to be a good match. And it will not always be easy, there will be many times when you will be worried about him, but you can't let that ruin your relationship.'

You agreed and said you understood, and they all told you that if you ever needed someone to talk about it, they were just one call away, and you were already added in their group chat.

As it was already dark by now, and getting late, the men decided that they should probably end their neverending bickering and had to show some love to their partners. And each couple slowly moved away from each other in the large backyard, just enjoying some "alone time" after barely having seen each other because of the training week.

'Guess I've been approved,' you smiled as Sihtric pulled you in his lap.

'I didn't expect anything else, love,' he smiled, and you noticed his cheek was a little bruised.

'Honey,' you chuckled, 'you should play a little less rough,' you said as you gently touched his bruise, which Sihtric felt and he hissed lightly.

'Yeah, maybe,' he shrugged with a grin, 'but I won't play less rough with you tonight,' he smiled and pulled your lips to his for a soft kiss.

Sihtric pulled back and looked at you, with soft eyes and a sweet smile, before he chuckled lightly, 'hm,' he hummed and nuzzled your nose, 'you're so pretty,' he pecked you lips, 'and cute, and sexy,' he sighed.

You giggled shyly again and wrapped your arms around his neck.

'And you're so damn cute when you get all shy around me,' Sihtric said as he leaned back again for a moment, 'come here, give me some love, doll,' he smiled and kissed your lips again, humming softly.

Sihtric slowly moved one hand up in your hair and his other settled on your neck, and he deepened the kiss when he felt your hands on his cheeks. He moaned softly as he felt your tongue in his mouth and his grip on you tightened slightly. And you made out on that chair, in Ragnar's backyard, as if no one else was around.

'Fuck,' Sihtric sighed after a while, and leaned his forehead against yours, 'I think I'm in love.'

'Me too,' you smiled.

After endless kisses, you and Sihtric finally decided to go home, as it was almost midnight. You agreed to sleep over at Sihtric, but not after you had grabbed some clean clothes and fed Mister Meow Meow.

Once again, Sihtric kept his hand on your knee as he drove to your house, although you noticed he became a little more confident and cheeky, and his hand gradually slid higher up your thigh every few minutes.

You both joked a little and smiled as Sihtric was about to pull up to your driveway, but then you both heard a thump beneath the car and Sihtric immediately hit the brakes.

'What was that?' Sihtric grimaced as he took off his seatbelt.

Your stomach turned and you somehow already knew what had happened before Sihtric even got out of the car.

'Oh, no,' Sihtric said with wide eyes, his hands in his hair as he looked down at the ground in silence.

You opened the car door and stepped out, but Sihtric was quick to run towards you.

'No, no,' he said, teary eyed and with a tremble in his voice, 'love, y-you don't want to see-'

'No! Meow Meow!' you cried as Sihtric wrapped you in his arms, and he held you tight against his chest.

'I'm… I'm so sorry, baby.'

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[jungle-angel]

The Cowboy's Christmas Gift (Rhett Abbott x Reader)

Summary: Rhett gets an unexpected surprise when he comes in one day

Warnings: SMUT (18+ only), kinky bedroom shenanigans, a whole lotta kinks etc.

Tagging: @floydsmuse @sebsxphia

"You're sure we've got everything we need?" Rhett asked his father as they drove back home through the snow that had begun to fall.

"Rhett I checked, double checked and checked again after that," Royal told him. "Trust me, we've got everything."

"Everything?"

Royal was trying to hide the cheeky grin as he pulled a little something out of the brown paper bag between the seats, a bottle of Grand Marnier to make mimosas. Rhett went bug-eyed, his jaw dropping upon realizing what it was.

"No fuckin way!" he laughed.

"Yep," Royal told him. "Your mother and I will most likely be plastered Christmas Day so we're gonna need that 'do not disturb' sign ya'll made for when you and (y/n) stayed at the hotel after ya'll got married."

"UUUUGH!!!" Rhett groaned, completely disgusted at the image Royal had put into his head.

"Will ya'll relax?" he said. "Wouldn't be the first time we caught each other after the bedroom shenanigans."

Rhett made a gagging noise as they pulled into the driveway and followed Royal into the house. Royal and Cecelia had decided to take Amy, Hannah and the boys out to do some last minute Christmas shopping, leaving Rhett to his own devices and wouldn't be back till dark.

He flopped onto your shared bed and tried to put that image out of his mind but it didn't do any good at all. Only when he felt a set of hands rubbing across his shoulders did he forget it, albeit for a few seconds.

"Darlin?" he asked. "Whatcha doin?"

"Nothing," you purred, kissing his cheek.

"You sure?" he chuckled.

"Got a little surprise for you," you told him.

"Good because I really need to forget what just happened on the ride back."

You scrunched your eyebrows together, unsure of what he meant. "Everything ok?"

"Yeah until Dad put a nasty image in my head of him and Ma."

"UUUGH!" you groaned.

Rhett chuckled a little.

"Oh yeah," you concluded. "You definitely need it then. Wait here and I'll be right back."

He didn't have to wait too long, but the moment you emerged from the bathroom wearing a devilishly red lace slip, he somehow managed to forget most of what happened in the last half hour.

"Merry Christmas Cowboy," you purred, twirling your hair a little.

"Holy fuck," Rhett hissed.

"Oooh, didn't your mama ever tell you that swearing will get you on Santa's naughty list?" you teased.

You yelped a little when you felt his hands grab your hips and pull you in. "Don't tease me darlin," he chuckled. "Cuz I made that list a looooong time ago."

You threw your head back and laughed, even as he kissed your stomach and trailed along your thighs, his lips warm against your chilly skin. You let out a bit of a moan when his head roamed up the skirt of your slip, leaving wet, sloppy little kisses along your folds.

"Aw shit, what are you up to now?" you laughed when you felt his teeth tugging on your panties.

You felt an embarrassing heat rising into your cheeks when he pulled your matching underwear down to your ankles, leaving plenty of room for you to step out of them. Rhett released them from his teeth and into his hand, balling them up and throwing them into the laundry basket near the adjoining bathroom door.

"Alright Missy," he teased. "This reindeer needs a good ridin."

He fervently kissed you as your deft hands slipped up the back of his shirt and pulled it off in one go, the two of you never once breaking the kiss. Rhett helped you with his belt and then his jeans until his shorts were the last thing to come off, his monster hard-on practically flinging itself from the threads.

Rhett fell backwards with you on top of him, guiding your hips onto the throbbing stiffness that awaited your center. "Oh darlin, there we go," he groaned. "Good girl........aw honey ya'll just take me so well don't you?"

A rather unladylike moan fell from your lips as his cock went deeper and deeper in. You and Rhett worked together with each other's rhythms, rubbing against each other and feeling and immense amount of pleasure as the unholy moaning from you both rose and fell in different pitches, echoing throughout the room.

You moaned the loudest when you felt that hot, liquidy bursting between your legs, the both of you falling against each other and your heads clouded by the sensations you had just experienced together.

"Feel better Rhett?" you asked him.

"Oh I feel fuckin perfect darlin," he chuckled.

"Good," you said, kissing his cheek. "Because at any rate I think we'll need to go for round two if everybody's still out of the house and assuming those nasty images are still there."

"Believe me sweetheart," he said. "I'm hell bent on havin'em fucked outta me if you are."

"Challenge accepted, Cowboy," you purred, kissing him again.

#rhett abbott #rhett abbott x reader #outer range

[lowkeyrobin]

Can i request the qsmp (whoever you want i don't mind) reacting to you taking care of their Egg/eggs while they we're somewhere away?

You don't have to write if you don't want to, have a nice day/night 💜💛

hello!! thank you for the request!! since I still wanna do tallulah I will just use another one of her parents (phil) because wilbur is a sack of shit!!! ; anyways thank you for the req, hope you enjoy! I was gonna do more but I don't know much about them just yet and stuff 😭🙏

QSMP ; taking care of their kids while they're away

includes ; tubbo & sunny, niki & empanada, phil, tallulah, & chyanne, quackity & pepito, foolish & leo

warnings ; language

masterlist

TUBBO & SUNNY

he asks if you can watch over sunny while he works on his machinery stuff for a bit and keep her entertained

he picked you because sunny loves you and she wanted you to watch over her anyways

bro you spoil her so bad 😭 tubbos clone fr

hes very grateful that you would watch over her though, he just didn't want her to get hurt and stuff

he kinda spies over you two playing around and smiles in the distance like "awee aren't they so cute?" with a little happy frown

rewards you with a flute for watching over her, even after you said you don't need anything to watch over your god-daughter

everytime you watch over sunny after that, you let her play with the flute and you practice around with her too

you're not the best flute-r but sunny likes it and that's all that matters

NIKI & EM

she had to go out and find cherry wood for a little add on to the bakery and left em in your care with the promise she'd repay you in sweet treats

you guys bake for a little and play around with tallulah and leo, basically playing house but at the bakery

niki comes back and sees you with three of the eggs like "where'd they come from? I was gone for like 20 minutes??"

"we were playing bakery"

em jumps about and places down a sign to say "look, ma! we made cakes :)"

gives you a little hug and thanks you for watching over em and tallulah & leo

"em, can you help me with the new room, honey?"

PHILZA, TALLULAH & CHYANNE

Phil and Missa had to leave the kids with you for some business stuff w the federation

good god are they little demon children

chyanne wants to play pvp with you and tallulah wants to show off her flute skills

you decide to negotiate and put their needs into one

you created a game of hide and seek with some of the other eggs, basically chyanne would use his sword to tag people out and tallulah would use her flute to lure him or hiders. hiders and chyanne wouldn't exactly know which team she'd be on each round which kept it fun

Phil comes back and takes a picture of you and tallulah hiding behind a rock from chyanne, who got a hold of your iron sword somehow 😭😭

"I'm home, kids!"

tallulah and chyanne instantly run to him and tell him about all the fun they had and how they want you as their babysitter when he has to leave

he thanks you graciously for watching over them and the other eggs and getting them to have some equal fun

he gifts you a new skateboard to repay you since cellbit stole your last one lmfao

10/10 will be watching over them again

FOOLISH & LEO

he left leo with you while he, tina, and quackity had to go on a little expedition for more resources because they wanted to build a McDonald's playplace for the eggs

you two go around the island and take pictures of the scenery, the buildings, the bugs, etcetera

he loves photography and it's like his creative outlet so of course he dragged you around the whole island

the long walk was nice and peaceful though, you both enjoyed yourselves

you make a little tree house with a slide to hide from the thunder and lightning, since it randomly started thunderstorming

they love you so much and love how you understand their passion for building and photography

like that one post, "yeah they're mentally adults but they're still children"

like yeah, leo is a professional photographer but of course they need you to change the batteries, that's just how it works bro

QUACKITY & PEPITO

"Y/nnnnnn, can you watch over Pepito for me?"

he had to go do some Federation shit, as per usual apparently

you guys pick flowers together when the night falls since he struggles with sleeping sometimes

he tells you about how much he loves his foolish (his grandfather/mother) and asking when quackity will be back

you just kinda look at him in silence for a moment and say "I dunno, bud, but soon. I'll be here for you though"

he dresses up as Spiderman and you dress up as the Green Goblin and play superheroes most of the days

eventually, quackity returns, fucking like 3 days later

he gives both of you large hugs and thanks you, and repays you with some blackstone that you needed for a build

"pa, we played superheroes all day!!"

"Oh, did you?" He chuckles

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[mx-julien]

weird little guy Jay was a little too bright and clever and inventive as a kid, for most people. Ed and Edna loved it, of course, but other kids at his school and other adults he talked to weren't sure what to do with him. from his personality in the pilot, it seems like he's not used to others liking him

it's a common issue for any kid (especially ND kids) with a strong sustained interest in something. using my credentials *gestures to childhood* I will hypothesize what Jay's social life growing up might've looked like:

a curly little mop of auburn hair ran home from the bus stop, waving a messy technical drawing and yelling. Ed lifted up his welding hood, "what's goin' on, Jay?"

"Dad! Dad! I know how to- how to make-" Jay plopped down next to his dad, sending a little puff of dirt into the air, "I know how to make it go smooth! we use ball bearings!"

"kiddo you're exactly right- but first you gotta drop your backpack by the house and tell your Mom about school," Ed went to pull his hood down," and I'm nearly done with this, okay? we can get started right after"

"make sure you look at these," Jay carefully flattened his wide ruled notebook paper with hastily done technical drawings, using some nearby scrap to hold each corner down, "I explained everything here," pointing to a mass of scribbles, "okay?" peering up at his Dad, Jay's curls obstructed more of his vision.

"I promise, kiddo," Ed patted his son's fluffy head, "you worked real hard on them."

beaming, Jay slung his backpack on and ran back to the house bent down partway with both arms extended behind him. kids, Ed shook his head with a smile, always finding ways to do new silly things

~*~

excited shouts were a regular occurrence at the Walker home, Jay frequently came back from school with new insights and ideas to tell them. since his latest project was with Ed, Edna got to talk to Jay about everything else. they switched off so that one of them got to spend hours with their son while the other took care of most of the business and cleaning.

speaking of her son, the trailer door rattled before flinging open, "Mom!" Jay ran over to give her a hug at the kitchen sink, where she was doing dishes.

"hi dear, how was school today?"

"good. I drew for me and dad's project and we did some more multiplying and I'm really good at it" he rattled off more activities as he pulled out his lunchbox and homework for that day.

everything he talked about involved teachers and classwork. Jay only mentioned other kids when they commented on his drawings or played with him at recess, which was not as common as they would've liked. when she and Ed last met with his teacher, she remarked on how bright Jay was and that he loved speaking to all of his teachers- even at recess and during lunch.

he had friends, but most of them didn't talk to him as much at school as they did when they came over. she could tell Jay was trying very hard to not take it personally, but he was just a child.

it wasn't malicious, of course, the other kids weren't trying to be cruel- they wanted to have a lot of friends and Jay wasn't joining the other kids at recess; he found sticks and things to make little cars and catapults. no one could keep up with him and he never cared to race the cars or use the catapults to hit things. he just wanted to make them better and better.

he is so similar her and Ed were as children: bit with the invention bug and always pushing towards making everything better than it was before. except Jay didn't have a close friend to share that with. he asked her once, in between sobs, why everyone else had a best friend except him. it broke her heart, knowing that Jay felt that everyone was friendly with him, but not friends with him.

"Mom, can you help me with math tonight? I need to practice my multiplication tables up to 12"

Jay's request pulled her back to the present. taking a beat, she made sure he wouldn't be able to read the sadness she felt, "of course, dear, I'd love to," smiling, she ruffled his curls and glanced at the kitchen table. all his homework was in a neat stack, he'd emptied out what was left in his lunchbox, and set the tupperware onto the countertop. her son was bouncing up and down on his toes, waiting for her permission to run outside.

Edna bent down, taking Jay's head in her hands and placing a light kiss on his forehead, "good job, dear, and thank you for unpacking everything. make sure you take a glass of water out for your father and come in once the sun goes down, okay?"

"okay!" making a mad dash for the door, Jay suddenly diverted to grab the glass, and then started a more careful walk over to Ed, valiantly trying to not spill a drop.

their precious son would find his people, she was sure of it. and in the meantime, she and Ed would be here for him.

#ninjago #lego ninjago #ed and edna #ed walker #edna walker #jay walker #jay angst #kinda?? #jay's childhood is a little sad but not completely #inspired by Real EventsTM and by that I mean growing up with ADHD #this was supposed to be a short post but oh well #lmk if I should expand on this and post it to ao3

[russellsppttemplates]

husband!driver FaceTime you to check in and finds you exhausted because your newborn was fussy all night, and you're worried he's getting a cold. He feels guilty because you're alone with the baby. The next update he gets is when you call because the baby got a temperature high enough the pediatrician thought it was better to go to the hospital,making he rush home to be with both of you.

Tw: baby is sick

"Did she keep you up all night?", George asked over the phone, seeing your dark circles and puffy eyes, "yes, she was fussy and kept coughing, bless her. Every fifteen minutes or so I'm taking boogies out of her nose with this contraption thing", you showed him the device you had insisted you wouldn't need when you bought it, "but we're making do. Your mum said she wanted to visit, and I said that me and Olivia had a rough night, and she said it's more the reason to visit us", you smiled gratefully, "I'll see what I can do here. Let me know if anything happens, okay, my love?", he said worriedly, "I will, bub. Say bye bye to daddy, baby girl", you waved her small hand to the screen.

The day had been okay, given the circumstances. When Allison arrived, she was quick to usher you to bed so you could have a nap, "I love you, dear, but you look like you've had better days. Go get some sleep while I take care of her, okay?", and Olivia had enjoyed cuddles with grandma until the late afternoon, "I think she has a fever, here are the meds", you noted, pushing the liquid in the small oral syringe and into your daughter's mouth, "I know it's yucky, my love, but it's what's going to make you better", you pouted, laying her again on your chest as you tried your best to comfort her.

"It's George", his mother said as she picked up your phone, "can you get it for me, please?", you asked while you patted Olivia's back, hoping she would burp after being fed without putting it all outside like the last time, "hey, darling, it's me", Allison said, "Hi, mum, thanks for helping out. How are my girls?", he asked, "Y/N is a little bit more rested, and Olivia is spiking up a fever, Y/N just fed her and we're waiting on the paediatrician to see of we need to go to the hospital", she said, "we just finished the presentation now, I spoke to Toto and he said it was fine for me to miss the dinner, I'm trying to get on a flight, I'll let you know what I can do", he mumbled, shuffling some things around, "George, we don't know how if we have to go- oh, now we do. She's saying it wouldn't hurt to go, so we're packing up and going", you noted, "I'll let you know how it goes".

Packing everything, you and Allison went to the hospital with Olivia, waiting to be called while in conversation with some of the other parents, "it's some bug that's going around, this is my third and I already know how this goes, doesn't make it less scary though" one of them conforted.

You were waiting for the prescription to be printed when your husband walked inside the room, "I'm sorry, hi, Dr. Millen, how are you?", George greeted, looking at Olivia resting in your arms and kissing your forehead, "Hi, Mr. Russell. She has a cold, and after a massage and some little aspiration, she'll be good a new with these medications", she explained.

Walking home, Allison volunteered to drive the car while you sat on the passengers' seat, "and you'll be better now, won't you little one? Toto said that daddy can stay home with you and take any meeting that comes through his laptop. Besides, everyone will be happy to see you", he doted on his daughter, "you know I'm home too, right? I can keep her for the meetings", you reasoned, "and miss Mick turning into goo the minute he sees her? Absolutely not!".

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#george russell blurb #inês writes blurbs #f1 blurb

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

So in your most recent ramble on Theories technically isn't Frank being atheist slightly concious of what's going on cannon since artwork of him being aware of other puppet parts was in the recent update? What if some neighbors really know nothing but others actually do know of a little bit of what's happening but Wally doesn't realize they do so he tries to keep face?

Though I'll admit with your idea of that not being the "Real" Barnaby in the Interview may explain why Wally went really quiet during the interview even when being directly asked things once Barnaby showed up

Kind like he was so focused on the "That's not Barnaby. Why do they Look like him? Who are They??" That the Interviewers questions got completely ignored as "Barnaby" answered the question instead until Wally snapped out of it.

Just thoughts on your thoughts of many thoughts- Thoughts!

sorry i Did Not See This!

for a moment i was very confused as to what you meant by "athiest" but i see - you meant "at least!" yes, i've been tentatively believing in Frank being a bit aware because of your stated reason, and also purely based on vibes and how he's been shown to be more, ah, cynical than the others. or... knowledge seeking? nosy but in a technical way. mild example is when he mused on how he's never seen a blue dog before in his bug audio w/ Barnaby.

and i do believe in the idea that everyone - or almost everyone knows somethings up, but they're not sure what / it's an easy feeling to ignore. like how i've talked about Howdy potentially knowing that he's selling props / inedible objects as food, but everyone can eat it anyway. so he's just like "fuck it yeah sure, i'll sell soap as mashed potatoes", yk? then of course in the Halloween update - which i know this ask was sent before it, apologies again - Sally knows there's somethin' the fuck up in the neighborhood at night. i wouldn't be surprised if everyone has a little Something they've noticed that bothers them deep down...

and Wally... honestly i'm starting to suspect that - again! If there's a time discrepancy between "official" audios and the secret ones or at least all audios vs his interactions with the whrp/qa/You - Wally in the official audios isn't quiiiite up to speed? like, he probably knows what he is and the like, but he's still figuring out everyone's places and the nature of his existence. like how in the Halloween "secret" audio 00, where he eats part of Barnaby's candy apple - it seemed like it took a great effort, like Wally was just trying it out. like a "i think i can do this... i'm trying..." it strikes me as a "new" thing for him there. he's not accustomed to it? idk... but whatever the case Wally certainly knows that he has to keep Secrets! can't tell the others about literally anything!

as for the interview - tbh i don't think Wally was quiet because he noticed that Barnaby was (potentially) just a person in a suit. several reasons! i have a feeling that Wally being Aware means that he understands, at least on some level, what a puppet is and the nature of it, so it wouldn't really disturb him? or maybe it would... apple pie and all... SO! another piece of reasoning! it's possible that Wally had no idea that that Barnaby "wasn't" Barnaby. After all, how could he tell?

personally, i think Wally was just quiet because, well, he's not much of a talker - at least not around Company it seems! in all of the audios where he's with other neighbors, he fades into the background and defers to them, only chiming in occasionally. and the Interview appears to be set in the early days of Welcome Home the tv show, so Wally would still be uh. for lack of a better word, fresh outta the box. if Barnaby starts talking, naturally Wally would sit back and let him lead. Wally takes a beat too long formulating a response and Barnaby barrels on - well what would Wally do? interrupt? that would be rude...

#ohhh this was a lengthy response for a shortish reply! #i will say it again - Apologies! #i would add more tags but my beloved cat is staring holes into the side of my head #pleading for me to join her for snuggles... not now letti im being unwell online... its Distracting... #oh now she's loafed with her back to me. still purring. ears turned back listening for me paying attention #'i know what youre doing' i say. she purrs harder #rambles from the bog #homebogging