#ok I need to go to bed I have a long weekend ahead of me

[earthtoharlow]

Flashing Lights

11) Kentucky Daddy

Jack Harlow x Singer!OC

Series Masterlist

“I can’t believe you, Jack!” Maryse said while FaceTiming Jack, she was currently packing as she was going to spend the weekend with Jack as he was preparing to drop his highly anticipated sophomore album. They were going to end the trip at the Kentucky Derby where she was going to meet his parents.

The screen was blurry as Jack was holding his phone walking down the busy streets of New York, on his way back from picking up takeout. “How was I supposed to know?!” He huffed into the phone.

Maryse just rolled her eyes, “Literally everyone knows Brandy and Ray J are siblings!”

“White people..” she added, shaking her head in disappointment.

Jack with a click of his tongue, jokingly glared at her as he rounded the corner of her place. “So what, you are embarrassed to be with me now?”

He was back at her apartment now, Maryse had the phone placed on her bed as she continued to pack. “Yes.” She said with no hesitation.

“HEY!”

Maryse turned around and Jack was leaning against the doorframe with a pout as he held onto the bags of takeout.

She ignored his reaction, as she skipped towards him and placed a kiss on his cheek before grabbing the food from him and began walking towards the kitchen.

Jack was hot on her heels like a love sick puppy, it was going to be a busy week and he couldn’t wait to show her around Louisville, and finally meet his parents.

He continued to watch as he sat across from Maryse as she began to eat her Pad Thai. Jack didn’t introduce many women to his parents, especially to his mom. None of his past relationships had been long enough or even serious enough for them to actually meet.

Jack wasn’t nervous at all about this week, he knew all his friends and family were going to love Maryse as much as he does.

After they got up from the table after they finished eating, Maryse dragged him back into the bedroom.

“Ok Jack, what are you wearing to the derby? I wanna try to match.”

Butterflies fluttered in the pits of his stomach, hearing that she wanted to match him. This would also be their first public appearance as a couple, as they were going to walk the carpet together.

“I think I’m going with an all white suit.”

He watched as she stood in front of her closet with her hands on her hips. “Jack, I think I need to go shopping!” She says looking at her clothes in front of her with a pout.

Jack rolled his eyes playfully before getting up from the bed and standing behind her. “M, you have plenty of things to wear! A lot of this stuff has tags on them”

“Besides..” he continued “it’s just going to be my friends and family—

Maryse cut him off “AND Drake.”

He laughed and lightly squeezed her hips “Yes, and Drake! You could wear a trash bag and everyone would still love you and think you’re beautiful.”

Her face warmed at that compliment and Maryse turned her head upward to give him a kiss. “While that’s really sweet, I’m not wearing a trash bag to meet your parents.”

“Do you mind if I take a look?” Jack asked her, walking further into her closet when she gave him the go ahead.

It took him a couple minutes but he finally found a dress that would be perfect for her to wear. “What about this?” Jack asked for her opinion.

It was a white custom made Alexandre Vauthier ruffled dress. It was sent to Maryse months ago and she hadn't had a chance to wear it yet. She loved it.

“I think I need to make you my stylist.” Maryse told him with a bright smile before grabbing it from the closet and placing it in her suitcase. It was a comfortable silence as Jack watched Maryse finish packing, the longer he watched her move around the room the more he just wanted her laying next to him.

To get her attention Jack let out a loud sigh. He could see the corner of her lips twitch trying hard not to crack a smile. So he let out another sigh, but louder.

“Yes, Jack?” Maryse says with a giggle

Jack immediately pouted and reached his arms forward, motioning for a hug. “Are you done yet? I wanna cuddle.”

One thing Maryse loved about Jack was that physical touch was his love language. He always found an excuse to touch her.

Packing could wait, she wanted to be in his arms more. She stopped what she was doing and crawled into bed with him. Jack's arms wrapped around her body tightly. She could stay there forever.

“Are you nervous about this weekend?” Jack asked, breaking the silence.

Maryse only took a split second to think before answering. “Surprisingly, no. I thought I would because I’m meeting your parents but I know they’re amazing people since they raised such a great son.”

“But I should be asking you the same thing, your sophomore album comes out in a couple days. I’m so proud of you, I know everyone will love it.”

Jack smiled. “How can you be so sure? You haven’t even heard it yet.”

He jumped as she pinched his side, “Doesn’t matter, I know how much hard work you’ve put into it.”

Jack pulled her even closer, pressing a kiss to her forehead. “Thanks babe, I have a feeling this week and album will be life changing.”

***

Maryse watched the television screen in Jack’s suite at the Churchill Downs and shook in laughter at Jack getting carried by his security guards across the field.

They had just finished walking the red carpet not too long ago. Since it wasn't announced that Maryse was showing up, press went insane when the couple walked the carpet hand in hand.

Waiting for Jack to make it to the suite, Maryse was talking to Urban as he decided to snap photos of her.

“Are you nervous to meet the parents? —oh and bring your chin down a little” Urban said as he brought the camera back up to his face.

Doing as he said, she waited for him to take a couple photos before replying, “Maybe a little?”

Urban shook his head “Don’t be, seriously. Maggie and Brian are cool as hell! Besides, I’m pretty sure Maggie already loves you.”

Maryse wasn’t sure why she was surprised to hear that but she was. Just as she was going to question Urban about it, she heard commotion behind her.

Turning around, Jack and Drake were walking in the room, as soon as Jack walked in his eyes searched all over trying to find his favorite person.

When his eyes finally met Maryse’s, he lightly tapped Drake in the chest and motioned for him to follow him over to where Maryse was standing with Urban.

“Hey, baby.” Jack said softly, giving her a small kiss on her lips.

“Hi, I missed you.” Maryse said, wrapping her arms around his waist, and staring upwards at him.

As they were having their moment a small fake cough came from behind them, turning around it was Drake and Urban who they honestly forgot was there.

The four all started laughing, “My fault, Drake, this is Maryse Monet, my girlfriend, which is the least interesting thing about her.” Jack laughed when Maryse lightly hit him in the chest.

Maryse smiled and shook Drake’s outstretched hand. “Hi, it’s really so nice to meet you! I’m a huge fan.”

Drake thanked her, “I’ve heard so much about you, it’s great to finally meet. You’re very talented, that album you dropped this year was amazing!”

Maryse almost audibly gasp, turning her head to face Jack and Urban and mouthing “oh my god”

Everyone around started laughing and they continued talking until Jack was dragged away to film some parts of the music video.

Maryse was grabbing another glass of wine when she heard someone call her name from behind her, turning around she saw a woman slightly taller than her with curly hair that resembled Jack.

Maryse smiled and held out her hand. “You must be the infamous Maggie Harlow.” Maggie returned her smile and ignored her hand before pulling Maryse into a hug.

She hugged Maggie back just as tightly. Pulling away Maggie held on to her arms as she spoke again. “I’ve been waiting all day for Jack to finally introduce us so I took matters into my own hands. It’s so nice to meet you. Jack talks about you all the time.”

Maryse wasn’t sure why she was so shocked to hear that but she was. “He does?”

“Yes, honey. It’s the first thing he mentions when he calls.” Maggie says with a laugh. Maryse's face immediately warmed.

It was quiet as the two watched Jack laughed and joked around with his childhood friends who Maryse was able to meet for the first time this week.

Maggie couldn't hide her smile when noticing the expression on Maryse’s face as she watched her son. It was the same expression Jack would have on his face watching Maryse. A look of love and admiration.

Maggie knew that her opinion on Maryse meant a lot to Jack but he didn’t need to worry. She could already tell Maryse was going to be part of this family for a long time.

***

Jack watched from afar as he watched his mother and girlfriend laughing and chatting. He was happy the two were hitting it off. Drake nudged him lightly to get his attention

“Looks like ya moms and Maryse are getting along well.” Drake told him.

Jack nodded he knew his mom was going to love her if not more than he did. Jack couldn’t help but think about how this all just felt right. Having Maryse in his hometown, laughing and getting along with all his friends and family was as natural as breathing.

Sometimes it felt like she had always been in his life.

“Stop drooling over your girl, I wanna run an idea with you for the video.” Jack rolled his eyes and smiled when Drake told him the idea. It was going to be incredible.

***

“Seven-fifty for the round, canaries, and they glitterin'

Everyone cheered and smiled as Drake rapped to Maggie and Maryse as he filmed his verse. Maryse caught Jack’s eye, and looked at him wide eyed with excitement.

This day couldn’t have gone any better, Jack thought. He was going to cherish this week for the rest of his life.

The next few months were going to be insane with Jack going off to film White Men Can’t Jump and then going on an international music festival tour, and then his own world tour at the end of the year.

He was hardly going to see Maryse as she was also planning a tour at the end of the year, so they were trying to spend as much time as they could before they both started touring, but Jack wasn’t worried, they always made time for each other no matter how busy they both got.

The next few months would be the true test.

***

AN: ok everyone be nice, my writers block was and still is kicking my ass!! that's why the ending is kinda sucky. the next couple chapters Jack and Maryse relationship will be put to the test hehe bye now

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The Bear || Chapter 3

Pairings: Wanda x R || avengers (platonic) x R

Word count: 4.2K

TW: concussion, throwing up, non-sexual nudity, medical talk, talks of overstimulation and non-verbalism

Summary: You join your uncle tony in the avengers, it wasn’t your original plan but you never planned for your powers either so here you are. Now your at the avengers tower and falling for the girl of your dreams. With a haunting past and interesting abilities can you navigate your way through the challenges of being a hero? After a mission gone wrong and a cruel twist of fate the team starts digging for answers. Can tony keep them from finding out the truth?

PART 1 || PART 2 || PART 3 || PART 4 || PART 5 || PART 6 || PART 7

A/n this chapter is so much longer than the others lol. its also a bit diffrent to what i normally write so… yeah.

While nat laid with you and wanda that night she couldn’t help but wonder why you had frozen, you had looks petrified of the man. Unable to sleep she glanced at wanda and you on the bed before carefully slipping out, wanda would call her if anything went wrong. Plus she told Jarvis to give her updates on when you did stuff and your bio read outs. Sure she was a bit paranoid but she didn’t know how a concussion could effect you or your power and Bruce only knew so much about you.

She made her way down to the lab and stepped in laughing slightly at Tony’s messy hair and five coffee cups on the table. He was slumped over a set of blueprints for something she couldn’t figure out, snoring softly. That would probably explain why he hadn’t come to see you when the three of you returned. Tony often got lost in his work stopping only when he fell asleep, usually more often in his lab than a real bed. He was much better when pepper was here but she was on a business trip so he had fallen back into old habits. What did surprise nat was peter who was also asleep on the small couch in the lab. Tony was usually very strict on making sure peter got enough sleep, seeing too much of himself in the boy. Assuming tony must have fallen asleep before peter as it was the only plausible explanation she nudged him gently with a finger.

After a few more failed attempts he finally woke with a start. Rubbing his eyes nat went to speak, growing slightly annoyed as he held up a hand to stop her.

“Coffee first Romanoff.” He got up to pour some and noticed peter he cursed softly and decided he was best to just leave him. It was the weekend anyway and may knew he was with him. After a few sips of the lukewarm coffee tony gave nat the go ahead to continue.

“I wanted to know more about y/n” she said noticing as Tony’s shoulders tensed momentarily.

“What about her?” He asked feigning disinterest.

“Stark i know theres more to her than she lets on. She froze today. Got knocked out pretty badly.”

“Is she ok?” Tony said worried

“Shes fine wanda and i are looking after her so shell be ok.” Nat said sighing and running a hand through her hair.

“Good.” He said taking another long sip.

“Tony why is the access to her file restricted?” Nat said looking him up and down.

“Why were you trying to access her file Romanoff?” He said gruffly

“I needed to know medical information for Bruce but all that was available was her blood type and some very basic info. Did she not fill out the forms when she became an agent?” Nat asked

“She predates the system Romanoff.” Tony said with a shrug and nat failed to hide her surprise.

“So she’s from before shield?”

“No Shes from before the avengers. Sheila had files on her but” he hesitated slightly.

“What?” Nat said. “Tony spit it out now.”

“She went by a different name for a while. She was with me doing duo missions when i first became Ironman. Then…” he trailed off before clearing his throat “stuff happened and she went by a different name. Now she’s back and with us thats all that matters got it Romanoff. If you want more ask her yourself.”

Nat nodded despite having a thousand more questions than before. What did he means different name? What stuff happened and why didn’t Sheila know more about you?

After a confusing call to fury where he simply said the same as tony, ‘ask y/n’ nat sighed before going back to your room and after a bit she fell asleep.

It was around 2am when you woke up feeling awful. Your stomach hurt and you let out a small whimper. You were confused. Which was to be expected with a concussion this severity. You heard Jarvis but couldn’t figure out what he was saying. Suddenly a low light was turned on and you saw the worried faces of the redheads in your vision. They were asking you something.

“Y/n?” Nat said carefully “whats wrong?” She asked. Wanda looked concerned.

“Baby your scaring me.” Wanda said as you continued to sit there and whine. “Should i get Bruce?” Wanda asked.

“No. Not until we know what goin-“ nat was cut off by you leaning forward as you began to dry heave.

“Aww bubs.” Wanda said rubbing your back and nat shot toward the bedside table where she left the sick bags earlier. Quickly she grabbed one while wanda continued to rub circled between your shoulder blades. Tears pricked your eyes as wanda held the bag under your chin and used her other hand to give soft reassuring squeezes to your bicep. Nat took Wanda’s placed rubbing your back and soon both redheads heard the sound of you finally bringing something up.

“Aww its ok. Your ok. Get it all up. Im here it’s alright.” You paused for a second gulping big breathes, wanda hesitated to take the sick bag away. Thanking whatever higher power was out there she didn’t as you ducked your head and again and heaved some more. Wanda and nat went back to reassuring you.

“It’ll pass sweets its ok your not alone. Natty and I are here. We’re not going anywhere. Take your time baby girl get it all out.” Wanda said.

When you finally stopped throwing up you had tears rolling down your cheeks as nat came back with a damp washcloth and some mouthwash in a cup with an extra cup as well for you to spit it into. You pressed your face into Wanda’s shoulder as she swapped the sick-bag for the things nat was carrying. Nat took the sick-bag seemingly unbothered by the contents and tied it off before slipping from the room to dispose of it properly. Leaving it in a bin in your room was just cruel.

Wanda wrapped one arm around you and holding you close before using the rag to wipe your mouth. Setting it down the tray on the bedside table she helped you use the mouthwash by guiding both cups respectively to your lips before also putting them down. Once she had cleaned you up and resituated you in the bed she shuffled down as well and held you close. Your small whimpers died down and were soon replaced with soft snores as your breathing evened out. After a few moments of admiring your sleeping form the door opened again and nat returned.

“How is she?” Nat asked.

“Better. Still very out of it. Hasn’t said a word. I cleaned her up and she settled back to sleep almost straight away.” Wanda ran her hands thorough your hair tucking stray pieces behind your ear. “Poor things exhausted. Im sorry you have to deal with this nat. If you want i can look after her.”

Nat smiled softly “No way. Shes a two person job right now and someone has to be the adult.” She joked slipping into the bed on your other side. She silently thanked tony for sparing no expenses when it came to the rooms. Which also meant bigger beds. It made sense seeings what she walked in on a week prior to your arrival at the compound.

A week earlier…

Nat wanted to fine tony. Actually nat needed to find tony. Yelena thought it would be funny to dye her suit pink so now she needed a new suit before their next mission which was in a couple days. There as no way she would be seen out in public in a pink suit. She would never live it down. After checking the lab just to find it empty she took the lift to the penthouse. Or the stark master floor as tony annoyingly dubbed it.

She knew he would be here if he wasn’t in the lab or on a mission or in the kitchen getting more coffee. Walking to the bedroom she cracked the door open slightly and had to stifle a chuckle. It was barely mid-afternoon and here in the master bedroom was the mighty tony stark, billionaire, playboy, philanthropist cuddled in bed with pepper, morgan and even peter curled up taking a nap together in the bed. Tonys head rested on peters shoulder as peter laid on his back with an arms around tony. Morgan was pressed into Tony’s back with peppers arms around her daughter as they spooned. Nat took a quick selfie with the cuddle pile before slipping out quietly.

Later that afternoon she tried again to find tony, walking into the lab she asked him in a coy manner what he had been up to earlier. The billionaire went a deep red and shrugged as if it was nothing. Nat texted him the selfie and shrugged as well.

“I’d check that if i was you” she said when his phone buzzed in his pocket. Tony narrowed his eyes and took out his phone.

“Cant lie to me.” She said when his face dropped. He huffed.

“I didn’t lie i just didn’t tell you what i was doing.”

“Sure” nat said “anyways i need a new suit but i wanna know why peter was in bed with you. I get your wife and child … but peter?”

“Nat we were going to tell everyone at the party later but I guess… pepper won’t be too mad if i tell you now.” He took a deep breath and began to speak again “may has been doing more work lately so she and i came to the agreement to make me peters other legal guardian. Pepper was ok with it i mean … come on she loves the kid like her own son. Peters been struggling with may being gone more and he hasn’t had a father figure in a long time. N-not like i see myself a his dad or anything b-but i hope he will one day.” Tony said and nat clapped a hand on his back.

“Tony thats wonderful. My lips are sealed and I’ll let you in on a little secret. I walk quiet as the dead so peter doesn’t know i heard him but he accidentally called you dad when he was on the phone with MJ. He already sees you as his father tony. The boy is just like you and I’m so happy for all of you.” She said. And tony had tears forming in his eyes. He quickly brushed them away making a mental note to address titles with peter later. He wanted Pete to know he was ok if he decided to call him dad. Nat smiled at the man in-front of her once more before patting his back again and leaving. She knew tony liked to process emotions on his own or with his family. And despite the avengers being everyone’s second and sometimes first family, she knew he would appreciate the privacy.

Modern gay … I mean … day … again…

The girls were happy when they woke at about 6am to find you still sleeping. They were glad you were ok and slept some more with out being sick again. Bruce had told them to expect you to be sick more if you had thrown up, although different for everyone it was known that concussions may make you sick, confused, nauseous and so much more.

After a short discussion with nat about a plan for the morning they decided nat would stay with you while wanda went to make you all breakfast. Nat gave Jarvis instructions on lighting settings for the room, telling him to make sure it was bright enough to see but not hurt your head more. She saved the settings under “migraine protocol 1” so that if needed it could be used again in future for yourself or others. After you remained asleep for a while you began to squirm. Nat was sat against the headboard reading a book from her room when she froze. Feeling you nuzzle into her leg seemingly seeking out skin to skin contact. Now you had found it you settled again and went back to being still and quiet. Nat smiled and relaxed. She knew you trusted her and loved her in the same odd motherly way she loved you but it melted her heart to know you sought her out even when asleep.

After a moment of loving gazes at your sleeping form wanda came back. She had two stacks of pancakes and toppings for herself and Natasha and a bowl of chicken broth, an old family recipe from sokovia, for you. Wanda set herself up on the bed and nat scratched your head lightly to bring you around.

“Y/n/n” wanda said softly waking you up. She resisted the urge to coo as you rubbed at your eyes like a child. “Baby you need to eat something.” She said and helped you sit up. You looked confused. You nodded and allowed them to feed you. As you were in no place to be doing much that required any form of brain activity. Wanda brought spoon after spoon to your mouth, blowing on it softly for you each time while nat watched amused and ate her pancakes with syrup. Once you had had enough you stopped letting wanda feed you and she sighed.

“You did such a good job baby girl, I’m proud of you. I’ll save the rest for later ok?” She said and stood to put away the dish on your desk to clean up later as the bedside currently housed her own breakfast. You shuffled on the bed and stood up. Wanda was quickly by your side and nat even stopped eating to check on you.

“Y/n? What are you doing?” Wanda asked concerned.

“Bathroom.” You muttered and wanda led you by the arm to the ensuite.

“Leave the door ajar baby.” She said wanting to be able to make sure you were ok. Normally you would have said no, nowhere near comfortable enough to allow such a thing with a girl who you weren’t even officially with yet and the women who had basically become your mother, but you simply nodded to exhausted to argue and too confused to fully register that the two women would hear you pee.

Wanda guided the door shut and slightly ajar and went to sit with nat on the bed. A couple minutes later she knocked on the wall next to the door.

“You ok in there y/n/n?” She asked, hearing you hum in agreement.

a couple seconds later you came out your hands dripping from washing them at the sink. Wanda chucked and darted inside to grab a small towel. She carefully dried your hands giving each a mini massage while she did and then helped you back to the bed.

“Better?” Nat asked, you nodded slightly more aware. “Good. Because the only reasons you are to leave this bed until we say so are to go to the bathroom and to have a bath.

“Bath?” You asked. Still feeling kind of gross from the mission. Wanda had used her magic to change your clothes but that did nothing for the feeling on your sensitive skin.

“Yes Detka, natty and I are happy to help you bathe. Don’t worry we wont judge and i can use my magic to help you feel comfortable.”

“Ok” you said eyes drooping “can i have a bath after a nap.” You said quietly.

“Sure thing baby girl.” Wanda said planting a kiss on the top of your head.

After a short nap in Wanda’s arms after she had finished eating nat went to run a warm bath. She put in plenty of bubble bath liquid she found hidden in a cupboard in the bathroom. She smiled at the avengers themed bubble bath stuff thinking it was cute. She poured a generous amount in. She knew how to help you feel comfy. The bubbles hid naked skin and she knew this from all the times she herself had needed assistance after missions gone wrong. Heck she had even given wanda the same treatment a few months ago. Wanda and nat had a special relationship. Wanda looked up to nat and nat wanted nothing more than to care for wanda the same as she cared for you.

A moment later wanda walked in with you in her arms. You were still half asleep and nat thought you looked adorable snuggled in her arms. With Wanda’s magic your clothes were replaced with a fluffy red towel and you sighed slightly.

“Baby time to wake up sweets.” Wanda said brushing the hair from your eyes as she situated you in the lukewarm water. The towel was placed by the bath for later as the two women washed your hair. Wanda used a cup to pour the water over your head and used her hand to shield it from your face.

You still looked awfully tired but told them it was ok if they saw you naked. Nat laughed and wanda flushed slightly.

“I trust you and i cant really do much myself.” You said and nat and wanda looked at each other then at you.

“Are you sure?” Nat asked and you nodded with your eyes closed.

“Ok then.” Wanda said. After drying you off and dressing you in fresh pjs, wanda used her magic to change the sheets to something more fresh and the three of you snuggled up again.

You were just about to fall asleep again and wanda was dozing lightly when you felt the nausea return. You pushed it away mentally and fell asleep. In hindsight that was a bad idea. A very bad idea. For no more than ten minutes later did nat look up from her book to see you start gagging still lying down. Nat was quick and precise with her movements. She helped you into an upright position and nudged wanda awake before going to grab you another sick bag. Wanda sat up quickly and began to reassure you as nat wasn’t quick enough with the sick bag. You heaved and half ended up on the sheets and half in the sick-bag as wanda rubbed your back. Tears of shame and embarrassment formed in your eyes as you became more aware. Choking back sobs you apologised between heaves.

“Shh baby no. Its not your fault. Focus on getting it all out. You can do it. We’re here and we love you so much.” The tears began to stop as after another round of gagging and a small amount of bile coming up you finally drew a deep breath and stopped. Repeating the same process form earlier. Nat got rid of the sick bag and you were cleaned up along with the sheets. Wanda had used her magic to clean the sheets making sure you knew it wasn’t a big deal. She told you she would rather you throw up on the bed than hold it back and make yourself worse. She could clean sheets but she couldn’t fix your health if you started to make things worse.

When nat retuned she took up her place on the bed again eying the spot where you had thrown up and wanda explained her magic fixed it.

Settling back into a deep sleep wanda and nat conversed in hushed voiced.

“You know if she keeps throwing up we might have to take her to Bruce.”

“Bruce said it was normal though didn’t he?” Wanda replied

“Yes but …” nat ran a hand through her hair “I’m worried about her. Sure she seems more awake than before but i don’t like seeing her this sick.” Wanda reached over an placed a warm hand on Nat’s arm.

“She’ll be ok natty she’s tough and in a couple days to a couple weeks she’ll be good again.” Wanda reassured and nat smiled softly but still concerned. She had seen her fair share of concussions but yours was particularly bad and despite her training she was worried. As the week wore on you got better and better with their help. You only threw up a few more times, each time worrying the girls more until you finally stopped. Your headache died down and slowly they let you do more and more. Their initial worry about your lack of talking was dismissed by a simple conversation where you explained that when things were too much you reacted in two ways usually. The first you went semi non verbal. Not in the sense you couldn’t speak at all but more that words were too hard and despite being able to say somethings you preferred to speak less or not at all in order to let your brain reboot. It was during these times you explained that sign language was useful and nat was happy because clint had taught her and wanda due to him being deaf. The second was your sketchbook. Drawing helped organise the thoughts in your mind. The mindless activity simulating enough fir you to engage with but not too much to overload your ability to recover. Nat had been sure ever since to make sure your sketchbook was within reach of the bed at all times. Even going as far as to bring some of your art supplies over and put them in the drawers within reach.

So here you were sitting and drawing. The girls knew aside from helping you think you liked to draw for fun as well. It was a hobby and a safe practise you had kept for many years.

Wanda returned to the room to find you drawing while nat snuck glances at the paper. Wanda sat beside you and frowned slightly as you angled the book away from her. There was a simple explanation. Since you met her you had made it your mission to capture her in your art. And despite wanting her approval on the drawings the fear of her hating it or seeing it as creepy was too much. Wanda pouted.

“Will i ever get to see your drawings like nat does?” She asked slightly hurt.

“One day. But not until we become … more …” you trailed off and wanda read your mind as your thoughts were loud not just from overthinking but from the concussion.

“Offical?” She supplied and you groaned.

“Don’t do that.” You whined and wanda smiled apologetically.

“Sorry baby girl cant help it sometimes.” She pressed a kiss to your cheeks which went rosy in the wake of her lips. “If you ask nicely I’m sure i can find a name for what we have.” She said coyly. Nat pretended to be involved in her book but she was watching the budding romance out the corner of her eye.

“W-wands.” You stuttered picking at the hem of your shirt.

“Yes baby girl?” She asked feigning her obviousness to your impending question. You mumbled something she pretended not to hear.

“Speak up baby i cant hear you.” She said in your ear.

“Will you be my girlfriend.” You all but yelled out of frustration. Immedialty you went bright red and buried your face in your hands.

“Aww bubs I’m sorry. Of course i will. Im sorry if i teased you too much.” She said pulling you into her chest as you felt small tears of embarrassment fall down your cheeks. Wanda felt you shaking as you sobbed and she pulled away to hold you at arms length. Carefully she pried your fingers from your face and looked sad at what she sound underneath.

“Love I’m sorry. I know it was too much. But I’m happy my girlfriend is so cute. Even when she cries.” Wanda said kissing your cheek as you hiccuped. “Come here baby.” She said patting your lap as your crawled into her arms. She rocked you slightly as a form of stimming to help you process things. After your soft cries ha stopped she kissed your forehead and pulled you both under the covers. She held you close as you dozed off in her arms.

“Be careful with her wands. She loves you very much but she is still much more fragile than stark.” Nat said with no malice.

“I know. I know and I’m going to do my best to give her everything she could ever want or need.” Wanda said looking at you lovingly.

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[robinsvoid]

Ok so its me again and im currently bombarding you with requests but this is one that has been just COMPLETELY taking over my brain atm.

Robin and reader getting into an argument and making up a few days later! And its just all brainrotting fluff and kissing and ugh ;(

༺ ˖࣪ all i need to hear

pairing. robin buckley x f!reader

content warnings. angst! with a happy ending. long post ahead! light makeout session.

note. sorry again for the late reply :sob: i hope u like it anon, i wrote it as fic than a blurb bc i thought it fit hehe

robin is amazing. the sweetest girlfriend you could ever ask for. she takes care of you, makes you happy, and loves you endlessly. you’re always on her mind, just as she is on yours. but it’s hard being together in this predominantly small-minded town, always having to hide your love for each other. you wish you could show the world how incredible she is, how happy she made you. but maybe in another time, you suppose.

and you miss her. even though you see her everyday at school; fleeting gazes during classes you shared with each other, hiding in the corner of the library on different occasions, meeting in the bathroom to share a few secret kisses when no one’s there. but then after school, she gets busy.

it bothers you, how robin seems to have enough time to hang out with everyone but you. she always meets you at lunch, and by your locker right after the last bell, then leaves for band practice and works right after. it’s nice hearing her voice when she calls at night right after she gets off work, but you can’t help but miss her still. you need to see her, be with her, touch her, hold her, kiss her.

luckily, you’ll be able to do all of that tomorrow on saturday before the sun sets, out in some field far from everybody on a picnic blanket you bought at joyce’s store. you had spent days preparing, making all the food robin likes, and cakes, and sandwiches. you couldn’t wait.

that’s why you walk up to robin when she’s packing her things from her locker, after the last bell when everybody rushes out to leave, to tell her all about your excitement. but she looked tired, stressed even, and you wish you could fix it. she’s busy all the time, and you wonder how well she is doing mentally. she also seemed to be rushing a little faster than she usually does, making you wonder what was going on inside her pretty little head.

“hey, rob,” you smile brightly at her, clutching the strap of your backpack a little tighter as she continues to pack, “no band practice? headed to work?”

“uh, no and yes.” she says rather quickly.

robin sighs and turns to look at you, her lips curving into a feeble smile. you looked pretty today, she wishes she could spare a minute to just stare at you, tell you all about how beautiful you are, but she couldn’t. not with the sound of steve’s horn blaring just past the school doors, when it seemed to get louder after each honk.

“is that steve—“

“yeah, we can’t be late to work or else keith’s making us work the morning shifts on the weekend and steve has plans on the weekends and, you know, i won’t get up early on the weekends, so we really have to go now,” robin rubs your shoulder with her hand and smiles. “but i’ll call you later!”

she mouths an ‘i love you’ and quickly rushes past you before you could say anything back. you turn around, slightly troubled, as you watched robin run through the school doors. you see steve in his car, waving briefly at you with a smile before driving off as soon as robin gets in.

a sigh escapes your mouth as you lean against the lockers, already missing your girlfriend’s presence. it’s fine, though, you tell yourself. she’ll call. and you’ll see her tomorrow. everything’s going to be okay.

at least you hoped it would be.

because, well, she didn’t call. it was almost midnight and robin usually calls you before eleven and she didn’t call. you sigh as you lay in bed, still waiting. maybe she fell asleep the moment she got home, because she does that sometimes. and she’ll tell you about it the morning after. that was probably the case.

you fall asleep waiting, shutting your eyes before the clock strikes one. the next morning you wait for her call again.

your phone never rang.

you hoped for the best, assuming that she was preparing for today, maybe she was already on her way to your house, the thought making you jump up from your bed, running down to the kitchen, packing all of the food into a basket your mom bought for you before running back up to dress up and make yourself all pretty for robin.

you do everything with all possible haste, checking the time and deciding that it was still a little bit early. laying in your bed, hoping you don’t mess up your hair too much, you wait and wait. and it was a lot waiting.

where was she? it was already three in the afternoon and it takes a while to get the field. you want to get there before it gets dark, but you also want enough time before the sun sets so that it wouldn’t be as hot as it was at noon. you pick up your telephone and dial her number. she doesn’t answer. where are you, robin?

you spend the next two hours glancing out the window repeatedly, hoping to see robin riding up on her bicycle, fluffy hair ruffled by the wind, a big jacket hanging loosely on her shoulders. but no one was there.

it had gotten partly dark already and your eyes brimmed with tears, threatening to smudge your eyeliner and the rest of your make up. you hated everything you were feeling; lost and dejected and stood up. you decide to get yourself out of your nice clothes and back into your pajamas, wiping all of your make up off afterwards. and just as you were about to get into bed, you hear a some shuffling past your window, then a multiple taps, pebbles clattering against your windowpane.

there was only one person who would do that. and it’s your girlfriend. you see robin looking up at you with a shameful smile, her bicycle laid flat in your lawn, her hair ruffled, her chest rising and falling rather quickly, panting as if she had just ran a mile as fast as she could.

after basically pleading, motioning you to come down, you mustered up all of your courage, still heated from earlier before running down the stairs of your house. stepping out the door, you tugged on your shirt watching as robin reluctantly walked closer. you could tell she had a lot on her mind, a lot of guilt sitting in her chest.

she opened her mouth to say something, but nothing came out. and you can’t help but bite your lip, eyebrows furrowing in confusion.

“why didn’t you call?”

robin flinched slightly at the tone of your voice. it was quiet. faint. like you’ve been crying. and she already knew that after seeing the way your eyes puffed up, nose a little red and stuffy.

“last night. i-it was really, really busy, i don’t know why. it was like the the whole town was in to have movie night or something and i-i got home and i just passed out the second i stepped into my room. i was tired, a-and i meant to call, but i fell asleep first! (y/n), i was just—“

“and this morning?”

robin answered truthfully, fingers playing anxiously with the hem of her denim jacket, “i-i was at work this morning. keith ended up giving us the morning shift anyway and i- i was rushing again earlier, didn’t have the time to call because steve was already in the driveway so—“

“you could’ve called me while you were at work, robin. it only takes a second.”

“i know! i know. i should’ve. (y/n), i’m so sorry i didn’t—“

“then, why didn’t you?” you say slowly, folding your arms and tears threatening to stain your cheeks once again as you watch robin fidget in distress. “you… you forgot, didn’t you?”

robin’s shoulders slump, eyes falling to stare at the cold ground. she didn’t mean to. she remembered before, but she had gotten so busy with work, practice, and everything else, stressing her out daily. her heart breaks as she watches the look on your face. she wants to take it all away from you; to hold you, to make you smile.

“i feel like you never have time for me anymore, robin. we haven’t done anything together in weeks and the day of the date we planned, you don’t show up. do you know how much i miss you? do you even miss me?”

“yes! of course, i miss you. i miss you everyday—“

“but not enough to remember me?”

robin swears she can hear her heart crack as she opens her mouth to speak, voice straining obscurely, “(y/n), please don’t—“

“just go home, robin.” your voice breaks.

and you don’t say anything else. instead, robin watches you rub your face hurriedly, wiping the tears that you didn’t even give the chance to roll down your skin. she watches as you step away from her, flinching softly at the sound of you slamming the front door. and she stands there for a while, just staring up at your window, hoping you would come to watch her leave like you always do.

but you don’t.

so she bikes all the way home, cries all the way home, misses you all the way home. she wants to go back, to see you again, to tell you how much she loves you. and she calls tonight, but you don’t answer. and she calls again, but you don’t answer.

it’s been happening for three days now; you avoid her during class, you pack your things and leave early after school, you don’t pick up the phone. she wonders what it’ll take for you to notice her, to talk to her. she missed you. she’s been missing you. she wants to hear your voice, wants to feel your skin against hers, wants to kiss you. she misses you so dearly. she loves you so dearly.

on the fourth day, you pick up when she calls you after school. it surprised her when the phone stopped ringing, when she was finally able to hear your voice at the other end of the call, leaving her speechless. in fact, you almost ended it when she went on for so long without saying anything.

“can i come over?” she was hesitant, you could tell by the sound of her voice. it was shaky and she talked slow, almost breathlessly.

you sat on your bed, holding the telephone to your ear for a couple moments, thinking about your decision. you missed her, too. dearly. you wanted her with you. even if you were mad at her. it was one of the many reasons you said yes.

robin bikes over in less than twenty minutes, surprisingly, as it usually takes her a little over thirty minutes to get to your house. she knocks on your door with a rhythmic pattern only you know of and gives you no less than a second to react to the hug she pulled you in for, stumbling a couple of clumsy steps into your house. you breathe her in, still hesitant to hug her back, but you can’t help but give in and wrap your arms around her waist. she smelled of grass and flowers and soon, you figure out why when you pull away from her. she held a flimsy bouquet of flowers that she obviously picked out herself, dirt slightly stuck between her fingernails, petals of yellow and white in her hair, and some of the stems were broken, flowers hanging on for their dear life.

“um, i-it’s for you.” robin, stretches her arm out, handing them to you nervously.

“thank you,” you reply. you could feel her hands shaking when you take them from her. “i’ll go put them in the kitchen. and… it’s just me here, so you don’t have to worry about my family...”

it has her in a daze, seeing you walk away. you were still in the clothes you wore to school, no shoes on, hair down. you look pretty. it’s a thought that often resides in robin’s brain, but you really do. you always do. she mindlessly follows you into the kitchen, watching your every movement. but you did everything to avoid her eyes, and it hurt her.

“are you hungry?”

robin’s eyes widen, your voice pulling her out of her daydream. you placed a tiny mug full of the flowers robin picked out for you onto the kitchen table. she stared at you, unable to formulate the words she wanted to say to you, not knowing if she should answer yes or no, questioning all of her decisions like her life depended on it.

“the cake i made you is still in the fridge. i don’t know if it’s as good as it was before but—“

“yeah! i’m hungry.”

and robin eats it all. not caring if she gets sick from eating too much cake. the only thing that mattered to her was the way you tried to hide your smile when you see some of the icing sitting at the top of her nose, the way you shifted to turn away from her, trying to escape from her.

her hand lands on the leg of the chair you sat in right next to her, dragging it across the tile floor, pulling you closer. she then uses it to lace her fingers between yours, bringing your hand up to her mouth, pressing her lips against your knuckles.

“i love you, (y/n).”

your heart pulsed wildly while she continued to press light kisses on your fingers, repeating the three words again and again against your skin as she watches you bite your lip. your eyes welled up rather quickly; the sound of her voice, her name in your mouth.

robin wanted to cry at the sight knowing how much she hurt you. and she hated herself for it. she wished she could reverse the time, do everything over, just so that you wouldn’t feel the pain you were feeling. now, all she could do was hold you, if you let her. tell you how much you mean to her. how sorry she was.

“i-i took the week off. steve said he’ll cover for me. and…i know i’m… i’ve been a pretty shit girlfriend lately. i know how much you were looking forward to our date. how hard you worked for it. all for me to just forget about it like the stupid idiot i am. it really sucks, and i am so, so sorry, (y/n).” robin’s voice trembles as she rubs her thumb against the skin your hand. “you didn’t deserve that. not from me, or anyone. especially not from me. i was just—“

robin stopped herself, not wanting to keep building up lame excuses to help her dig a deeper hole for herself.

“i know you were stressed, rob,” you tell her, staring down at your intertwined hands. “you were just tired and—“

“no. it doesn’t matter because what i did was not okay. i shouldn’t have done that in the first place. seriously, (y/n), what kind of person am i to forget that sort of thing? i’m honestly an idiot. a complete, total idiot,” robin scoffs at herself, free hand running through her hair in exasperation.

your can’t help but give her a weak smile, holding her hand tighter. it had been a while since you held hands, one of your favorite things as it is one of hers. her hands are a little rough, calluses at the palm of her hand, most likely from all that biking she does, and light cuts along her fingertips, probably from when she picked out the flowers.

“you are an idiot,” you mumble.

robin smiles, scooting her chair even closer, hands holding yours even tighter. she brings her face close, and for a moment, you thought she was going to kiss you. instead, she rests her forehead against your shoulder, nuzzling lightly into your neck.

you can feel her breath against your skin and you were almost positive she could feel how fast your pulse was beating at the moment.

“i can… i can kiss you now, right?” robin sighs when you don’t answer, pressing the crook of her nose against your neck, desperate to feel your lips after basically a week away from you. “please?”

you stare up at the ceiling and let out a breath. you missed the way robin felt against you, the way her skin felt against yours, and her lips, and her scent, and her hands, and everything else. you missed robin. you just missed robin.

you nod lightly, hoping she could feel it, but your thoughts clear as soon as she presses a gentle kiss to your collarbone, your eyes fluttering shut almost immediately. it trails up alongside your neck, then underneath your jaw, her lips ending up towards the skin behind your ear. all of her kisses leaving you weak, moaning as quietly as you could. robin absolutely melts when you lean your head slightly, giving her more room to do her work, as she places her free hand underneath your sweater, rubbing at the skin of your waist.

“robbie,” you moan as robin hums into your skin as a reply.

“hmm…”

after long moments of sloppy but delicate kisses, her lips finally lands against your mouth, soft and plump. truthfully, robin’s heart hammers in her chest, butterflies invading the depths of her stomach. when she kisses you… it feels amazing. they’re delicate and caring, always leaving you wanting more.

robin carefully pulls you closer until you’re seated directly in her lap, hands palming at your thighs as yours dig into her shoulders, squeezing tightly. she takes her time, teasing you with her tongue, pulling away briefly to speak against your lips

“i love you,” she pecks your lips, pulling away to say it again. “i love you.”

and she does it again. and again. and again. and again. and again. until you say it back.

“i love you, robin.”

and she wants to cry. so she does. her hands leave your thighs and wraps her arms around your waist, hugging you as tight as she could, shoving her face against your chest, forehead resting on your shoulder. she whimpers when she feels your hands run through her hair, soothing her, comforting her with your soft hands.

you feel robin’s kisses along your neck once again, making you tug her hair lightly, silently warning her to not leave any marks. but she never listens anyway. she kisses your lips again and again as you smile against her, giving her the chance to open her mouth while your copy her movements, until your tongues touch, leaving you moaning at the contact. your tongues slide slowly while you kiss, wet and sloppy. she hums at your reaction, your moans, god, she could do this all day. it’s fucking amazing how good this all feels, how right it feels.

you place a last kiss to her lips, making her pout slightly when you pull away from her, still seated on her lap.

“i’m still mad at you,” you tell her, all the while running your fingertips against her scalp, playing with her hair in a way that made her stomach flutter.

“i know, baby. i’ll make it up to you. i’ll make it up to you, i promise.”

and evidently, she does.

✦ navigation. © ROBINSVOID

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[snowwolflover]

A deal is deal

part 9

"Wait, what do you mean? I am taking her seriously about changing my clothes a bit but..." Grace stammered before I cut her off with "No buts, Miss Rae is right. Some of what you have is just flat out not appropriate, Especially for someone like you. I warned you about wearing things like you wore today and you did it again anyway. You also agree to behave and do as your told. Your my little sister now and live with me at the house and I promised to take care of you. You also see Miss Rae like a mother and her and I seem to both think this is what's best for you. We are going to get you all taken care of. This weekend you and I will be going in and changeing your WHOLE wardrobe to something more appropriate, end of story." With that I pat her diaper. It was wired, He eyes looked as if she was sad. Maybe even about to cry but I could see her trying not to let out a smile in the corner of her lips. "Now give me a kiss and let's get the rest of what we need so we can get back, Miss Rae is waiting on us." I said. Grace reached over and gave me a kiss on the cheek and we went over to the store. We Made quick work of the list from Miss Rae and got back on the road.

We pulled back up to the house and started to unload everything. Miss Rae had hired a serving staff for the evening and as we entered we saw them setting everything else up. We dropped off the stuff we just picked up in the kitchen and let them take over. Miss Rae came from the back yard and said hello again and let us know where she was with everything. "Everything down here is taken care of, Go ahead and go check on the children Grace. They are your job for the evening. once they are in bed then you may join the party too if you would like" Miss Rae tells her. I jump right in and add "If your not to tiered and cranky by then, since the party will probably be going on well after your ned bed time little one" Graces mouth fell open at that comment. I kept going and said, "Also before you go why don't you show Miss Rae the new clothes we just got you to start your new wardrobe?" I tell her. Grace is a little reluctant but reaches in the bag and pulled out her new dress and showed it to Miss Rae who looked very happy seeing it, Then Grace pulled out the package of Minnie mouse panties and showed those to her as Well. "Well those look more better then that STRING you had up your butt earlier. Very nice. Ok now run upstairs and take care of the kids" Miss Rae said. As Grace turned around to head up Miss Rae added in "if at any point you need to be changed tonight you come get Tiffany or I and we will take care of it, Don't you dare do that yourself". This made Grace go even faster as if she was running from those words.

Miss Rae looked at me after Grace was gone and told me to come see everything. She walked me out back and we looked at the yard being set up. It looked so amazing, like a royal Galla. After so small talk about the party she then told me "I know today was a long day for everyone, expecilly Grace. I want to help as much as I can. When you have time you may take her shopping and use my card. "Get her a new laptop to replace her lost one, New clothes and anything else she needs. I'll pay for it, no problem. Also since she seems to be fitting in this new role so we'll pick up a new ebony hair brush that you can use to spank her if she gets out of line and some pull ups likes she in now too. I want her to grow up to be a true lady." "Yes ma'am, I can do that. Thank you for your kindness." I tell her. "Also if there is anything you need, Please feel free to get it on me as well. I want to support the soon to be president of my sorority and ""Mother"" to my little nanny." she added with a laugh. "Wait, how do you know about that?" I asked. She looked at me with a smile. "I told you before, I still talk to my sister's. I still live this close to my old school and sorority. I sponsor and donate alot to the house and sorority as a whole. As alumni council we keep our eyes and ears open. Also Flora is a legacy and her mother is a close friend of mine. Flora is my god daughter. They should both be here tonight as well." I couldn't believe I didn't know all this. After everything with the house and I now I'm meet someone who does so much and didn't even know it.

We stood around and talked more about her time with the sorority and things she still does until it was time for her to get ready. "I need to go get changed myself, Why don't you go check on the kids and I'll meet up with you soon. Guest should be arriving soon." She said. I agreed and walked up to the kids space. I stood at the top of the stairs watching as Grace played with them kids for a little bit before I said anything, it was too cute to interrupt. Once I saw a good point I did come all the way in the room and Grace gave me a big hug and introduced me to all the kids. We said hi and talked about there toys and everything. As we were sitting there one of the twins yelled I need to go potty, and ran to the bathroom. The other twin seeming to agree said me too and ran to the room as well. Grace followed right behind them "Ok...ok" she called following them in. I walked slowly behind to see Grace interact with the kids. She got the princess training seat down and in place on the toilet and then helped the first girl, then the second. They washed hands and ran back out. I turned and looked at Grace "It's been a while since you have gone? or are you already wet?" I ask. "I'm not wet" Grace said with her stubborn tone. "Then maybe you need to try and go" I teased. She gave me a look for a minute... "Only because I happen to need to go, Not just because you said it" she grumbled... "Yes Baby" I replied sarcastically. Grace reached to pick up the training seat. "Ah ah ah, Don't." I say stopping her. She just looked back and then pulled down her pants and pull up and sat down. With the bathroom door wide open, her pants and pull up pulled down to her ankles and while sitting on a training potty with me watching she went potty. "Oh such a good girl" I praise her. "Now wash your hands for me." I added.

Grace pulled up her pull up and I reached in and check to make sure it was still dry and then she pulled up her pants and washed her hands before returning to play with the kids and I went back downstairs.

Some of the guest had started to arrive and gather in the backyard. I didn't see anyone I knew yet but I started to wonder and meet people. I was introduceing myself as just a friend of Miss Rae's to everyone, unsure what else to say. The music started to play and the grand door to the back yards opened up and out walked Miss Rae and her husband. She was dressed as Bella from beauty and the beast and he was the beast. They went all out on the costumes and looks amazing. The two made there way down the steps in to the courtyard. Miss Rae was handed a microphone and she made a quick speech to the party thank everyone for being her and wished everyone a good night. They started to greet everyone going around the party. When they made there way around to me Miss Rae stopped and introduced me to her husband, "Tiffany this is my Husband, Ryan. Ryan This is a new friend of mine Tiffany. Shes the one I told you about that from the sorority and she is friends with Grace" . Ryan reached out and took my hand in his and gave the top of my hand a kiss "It's very nice to meet you" he says. "Thank you, it's nice to meet you as well Sir." I said. "Oh no, Just Ryan. please " he corrects me. I nodded my head "absolutely, Thank you Ryan." I corrected. "Where is your drink at?" Miss Rae asks me. "Oh I haven't gotten a chance to get one yet." I tell her. "Oh we can't have that, Ryan go get Tiffany and I a drink. please" She says to her husband. without missing a beat he turns "Yes Miss Rae." he says and leaves to go get drinks. I look over at Miss Rae "Your husband calls you Miss Rae also?" I asked. She smirked a little and said "Yes. Everyone does"

"Come on I want you to meet some people" she tells me as she takes my hand and we start to walk deeper in to the party. We walked around for a little bit meeting several lady's ranging from some who were only a couple of years older then I was to some who were more around my parents age. All of them very nice and very well kept. Most were introduced as Miss in front of there name but some were Lady. I did sneak a moment to ask Miss Rae in between greetings why the all were called Miss or Lady. She simply said it was a dignified way of greating. We did run in to Ryan again and he gave us our drinks before Miss Rae dismissed him to go and socialize. Then we came upon a group of 6 women. Miss Rae brought us in to the group and I looked around. I saw that one of them was Flora. We gave each other a quick hug and said hello before Miss Rae started introducing everyone else. First was Miss Amanda, she was Flora mother or as she was introduced Lady Flora. I could tell right away Miss Amanda was the one who everyone else in the group was looking up to but even she seemed to look to Miss Rae. Then we went down the rest of the lady's. Miss Sharon, Miss Ruth, Miss Sylvia and Lady Anna. The it was time for Miss Rae to introduce me. she told the group "This is Tiffany, She is a current members of the sorority and soon to be president of the house when Lady Flora graduates this year." Everyone clapped at that. "She is already showing great promise and I think might also make a good addition to our world as well" Miss Rae added. everyone seemed very excited at this idea. What did she mean? there world? And what about announcing me is the next president? it hasn't even been brought up to the house yet?

My mind was going a thousand miles a minute at this point but I tried my best to stay calm and just smile. All the lady's got in to small talk and the. Miss Rae's phone rang. She looked down and looked at the message and then simply put her phone back in her pocket. She looked at me and said "Tiff, would you be a dear and go check on the kids for me. Grace says everyone is down and the rooms cleaned up." "Yes Miss Rae, I would be happy too." I said as I started to excuse myself from the group. "I'll go with you if that's ok" Flora spoke up. I need to stretch my legs a bit anyway. For a quick moment I was worried, What if I needed to check or even change Grace? what if she didn't have everything done up there? Miss Rae suddenly spoke up and said "That's perfect, it will give you lady's a chance to talk some more as well." So I accepted and Flora and I started to walk back to the house.

As we walked back to the house I looked at Flora and said "I didn't know you knew Miss Rae". Flora smiled at me and replied "Oh yes I have known Miss Rae for a few years now. After my mother joined the group she had the lady's all over at her house and soon I was introduced to them all. I got to see what being in the group did for her and knew I needed to join when I could. So now I am." "Well that's so great to hear." I said. Truly unsure how to respond to all of this. "What about you, It sounds like you have a good connection to the group now and could be joining very soon, And with Miss Rae's and the group backing you your a sure thing for the next president" Flora added. "Well to be honest I haven't really thought about it yet. I was still focused on the president role and everything else going on. The group seems like so much more right now." I said. Flora laughed a little said "It's fine, I know it's a lot but you'll be ok. I'm here for you to help make sure you have anything you need right now. You are me sister first and foremost." By this point we were reaching the top of the stairs in the house. We made it to the kids playroom and both looked around. Grace was sitting in the couch waiting. "Oh hi Flora, what are you doing here" Grace asks in shock at seeing her with me at the moment." Flora just said "Miss Rae and My family have been friends for a long time."

I walked in the room and looked around a little and yes it looked like everything was cleaned up. I peeked in the bathroom and it was also all cleaned up with the princess potty seat still sitting on the toilet Incase any little ones needed it over night. I came back over to the main room where Grace was now standing and talking to Flora and said "Well sweetie, It looks like you have everything ready. Did you want to come down with us or did you want to go lay down for a while and I can come get you when its time to head back to the house.?" Grace said she would like to come down with us for a while so I agreed and we turned to start walking back. Flora suddenly spoke up "Before we go back you should probably check on her, Tiff". Grace went pale as soon as she heard the words and I turned back to look at Flora "What?" I asked. "It's fine lady's. I don't care about it but you should probably make sure she doesn't need to change or go potty before we head down." She replied so nonchalantly. "How....How did you know" Grace asked. Flora just said "Grace, sweetie I suppose to know about my house. It's fine, I haven't told anyone. Your secret is safe." I reached over and grabbed Graces skirt and lifted in a little and reach for her pull up to check it. It felt dry at the moment so I said "She's right baby, you don't need to worry about anything. You feel dry right now but do you need to go potty?" I asked "Why don't we try to be safe" I added. I grabbed Graces hand and started to walk her to the bathroom. Grace didn't say a word and just followed. I helped her pull down her legs and Pull up and sat her on the potty. See took a second and then made a little tinkle and looked up at me. I check the pull up since it was down, I took the time to check it again, It was a tiny bit wet but still ok. I just gave her a little look and pulled everything back up and had her wash her hands.

The 3 of us started to go back to the party, Grace and I holding hands. when we reached the back door and Grace looked out she had a shocked look on her face at everything. "Wow" she said. We reentered the part and Flora excused herself to talk to some others and Grace and I went on to find Miss Rae. We found her a few minutes later walking around "So how was everything, In order?" Miss Rae asked. "Yes Ma'am, Grace did a great job." Miss Rae smiled happily "That's good, and did our little one need to change?" Miss Rae added. "No ma'am she was fine and I made sure she tried before we came back down" I told her. "Very nice. Well you two enjoy the part" She told us. The rest of the of the night went without incident and we just had some fun at the party. About 2 hours later I could tell Grace was getting tiered and we were going to have a big day tomorrow so I suggested we head home. Grace agreed and we started to head back to the house. On the way back up we found Miss Rae again and let her know that we would be heading out for the evening. She wished us a good night and again thanked us for everything. Grace and I went back in to get out things, we went upstairs to the guest room where we left our bags and grabbed everything. I decided it would be better to change Grace to the dress we got her before going home so she would be more comfy on the ride. We got the maid outfit off and I grabbed the dress. As I turned to put it on her I noticed her pants were a little puffy. I stopped and checked her and she had wet her pull up. "Grace your wet, why didn't you say anything?" I asked her. "Well ummm, I didn't think it was that bad and it just happens we were walking back...I'm sorry" she said. I stopped her and just laid her down. I walked to the other room and grabbed a pull up and came back in. I changed her really quick in to a new pull up and got the dress on her. we stopped and tossed it in the diaper pail on the way out.

We loaded in the car and made our way home. By the time we got there she was asleep in my car. I woke her as much as I could and helped her to our room. I stripped her down to just her diaper and got her in her bed and then got myself changed and in my bed for the night. Tomorrow is going to be a long day.

[reasonsilovemywife]

Remembered I Owe You A Story

My beautiful bride is on her way back from a visit with her sister and mother.  This reminds me I need to tell you about the first time we met in person.   If you go way back I told the story that we first “met” playing online games and after a what seemed like an eternity, we were finally able to meet in person.  It was her birthday weekend, her parents had agreed to watch the kids for a long weekend and I bought her a round trip ticket for her.  My biological child was with his mother that weekend, so we had the house to ourselves.  The week leading up to her trip, she mentioned she had some chocolate covered espresso beans from Starbucks and they were good.  I was trying to find some cool deserts and snacks so I bought a couple boxes and since I had to make sure I liked them to work with the dessert I was whipping up, I opened one box and ate some.  They were REALLY good.  I ended up eating damn near the whole box.  I do not recommend that.  I think I gave myself heart palpitations from that one.  hahaha As a single dad, I tried to keep the house clean in general, but again, the week leading up to the trip I scrubbed from top to bottom to make sure things were OK.  She had mentioned she gets cold when she sleeps, especially her feet.  So I folded a thick blanket for the bottom half of the bed and put it under my regular top comforter to make sure her feet didn’t get cold at night. The day of the flight, we talked as she drove to the airport, talked while she was going through the airport to her flight.  Then when she boarded the plane I went ahead and left to go to the airport to pick her up.  Please note - it takes me just under an hour to get tot he airport  The flight is two hours.  I left a literal hour early to make sure I got there on time and didn’t miss anything.  What if there was a wreck or something?  No way I was going to be late. She calls me, says she’s landed and working her way through the airport to baggage claim.  The Atlanta Airport has tunnels and mini-subway to move folks from one area to the other so there’s no cell signal (back in the day there, anyway) and so we had to stop talking.  At this point, my heart is racing 1,000 miles an hour.  What’s taking her so long?  She should have come up those escalators by now.  Is she OK?  Did she get cold feet and turn around?  DID SHE GET KIDNAPPED OH MY GOD.... Instead of talking the airport trains, she decided to walk, not realizing the Atlanta Airport is one of the largest in the world -hahahha.   But I get a call - “I think I’m here - there’s escalators here” my heart is going to explode at this point.  180 beats per minute, at least.  “Yeah,” I say, “That’s it....” And I see her.  There’s three escalators coming up here, carrying all the people up and I’m scanning each one back and forth like watching a tennis match.  And.... Holy shit.  How is she even more beautiful than her pictures?  None of the photo’s captured how her hair glowed, how it swayed when she walked.  They didn’t adequately show the way her eyes radiated, the way the corners of her mouth turned up when she started to smile, her smooth, lush skin.   Then I saw her walk.  She had this swagger that just mesmerized me.  A swagger that was accented by her big black boots.  Her jeans were just tight enough.  Her shirt was just low enough with this sheer part that just.... just damn.  We walked towards each other, embraced, and had our first kiss right there in the middle of the airport.  We were in the way of everyone walking, so I stopped the kiss and moved us over to the side, and kissed again.   We walked hand in hand to my truck.  She was wearing this big black leather coat because it was super cold in the Appalachian Mountains, but was 60 degrees here in Atlanta.  She made me turn the air conditioning on, hahahah.  We got home, and I made her my world famous Lemon Pepper Chicken,  Ratatouille for a side with twice baked potatoes and for dessert, I made chocolate covered strawberries, kiwi slices, and dark chocolate covered espresso beans - the same beans that gave me heart palpitations earlier in the week.  Yes, I forced myself to wait until after dinner before we headed to the bedroom and spent the rest of the evening together. 

#wife #love #i love my wife

[maddieladner1999]

Bad idea right? Chapter 5

This chapter continues right after the last. The boys finally have sex and celebrate Ricky passing his exams and getting into college with EJ!

After EJ went back to school the normal texting resumed. They didn’t FaceTime at first to focus on their studying for midterms but they started their scheduled FaceTimes again after the exams. Ricky passed with all As. EJ did too. They decided to celebrate. Ricky figured since EJ visited him last he would go see him. He decided to spend the weekend with him. He left after school on Friday the week after midterms.

Once Ricky arrived he went straight to EJ’s dorm after texting him he was here and EJ telling him he was in his dorm. Ricky does a quick knock. EJ answers.

EJ: it’s only been like a month. Missed me?

Ricky: texting isn’t enough. I needed to see your face. I figured in person was better. We’ll get back to FaceTime next week

EJ: good. (EJ pushes Ricky to the bed)

Ricky: that was fast

EJ: we didn’t exactly get to do this the last few times we saw each other in person. We’re alone. It’s the perfect opportunity

Ricky: carry on them sweetheart

EJ and Ricky don’t just do blowjobs this time. They go for it. EJ finds his condoms in his drawer and starts with his fingers. After Ricky is wide enough he goes inside. It’s been so long since he had any kind of pleasure he unfolds within minutes. Ricky immediately repays the favor. After sex, the boys order some food and eat on the floor again. They watch glee and try not to sing as it’s getting late.

EJ: as much as I love watching this with you on FaceTime in person is by far way better

Ricky: oh yeah? Why’s that?

EJ: because you’re reactions aren’t a second off because technology and I get to do things like this (EJ places his hand on Ricky’s thigh)

Ricky: if we’re going to the random hand placing thing my hands are inching to play with that hair of yours. Which by the way looks extremity sexy already from the sex.

EJ: go ahead. I love it when you play with my hair.

Ricky attacks EJ’s hair with his hands with such force EJ immediately goes to his lap.

EJ: so much for putting my hand on your thigh. It’s a little hard to do now.

Ricky: it’s alright sweetheart. We’ll take turns.

They focus on the show again until they fall asleep. When they wake up the next day, they are spooning. Ricky being the little spoon is a surprise given it wasn’t the position they were in last night. And the computer was off so Ricky must have turned it off because EJ knows he didn’t. Ricky wakes up a few minutes later with the cutest bed head he’s ever seen

EJ: nice hair

Ricky: same to you.

EJ: did you turn the computer off last night?

Ricky: yeah after you fell asleep. I couldn’t watch our show without you.

EJ: I’ve seen it before I wouldn’t be too mad.

Ricky: still. We watch it together. Wasn’t messing with that.

EJ: you’re the best you know that?

Ricky: of course I am.

EJ: so I guess we get the day and most of tomorrow?

Ricky: yep! You wanna keep watching glee or do we have plans today?

EJ: well I wasn’t expecting you until 2 days ago so no plans made but we can come up with something on the fly. And we’ll do that today and watch glee tomorrow

Ricky: sounds good. I’m gonna shower first if that’s ok

EJ: that’s fine. You brought clothes or are you wearing mine?

Ricky: I brought some but if that’s an invitation I will gladly accept.

EJ: well I would love to see you in my clothes so yes it is.

Ricky: pick me out an outfit?

EJ: already on it baby.

Ricky: be back in a few.

The bathroom is luckily all EJ’s since he’s an RA, so Ricky just goes on in. He didn’t bring any soap since he planned on smelling like EJ. He hopes the scent can come home with him. He makes a mental note of what brands EJ uses to buy some for himself. Just to smell. He’s done pretty quickly and comes out the bathroom to find EJ shirtless looking through his clothes

Ricky: still looking for the perfect outfit for me?

EJ: No actually I’m looking for my hoodie to give you while it’s still cool enough for one.

Ricky: you should’ve brought it to sectionals or hell even when you came home for winter break

EJ: I know but I didn’t think of it then.

Ricky: it’s ok. Maybe I’ll loan you mine instead.

EJ: no I want to see you in MY hoodie

Ricky: so assertive.

EJ: you look good in my clothes and it’s always nice to see you on FaceTime but you’re never wearing anything of mine. Now you will be able too

Ricky: that’s adorable. So what am I wearing today?

EJ: it’s laying on the bed. (Pulls something out of the drawer) found it. Here.

Ricky: (catches the hoodie) is it cold today?

EJ: yeah. Wouldn’t need to give it to you now if it wasn’t.

Ricky: right. Well thanks. You gonna shower?

EJ: yeah going now be back in a few baby

EJ showers pretty quick and is dressed even quicker. They’re soon off in EJ’s car on their way wherever they decide to go. They stop for breakfast at the nearby McDonald’s before heading to a roller skating rink. The decide it’s be fun since they both had never done it before. May even be funny. After renting some roller skates they laced up and got in the rink. It was easier than they thought.

Ricky: you’re kinda good at this

EJ: you’re not so bad yourself.

After a few hours the boys were tired and decided to head back. They grabbed some Taco Bell on the way and ate in the car. After laying on the floor from tiredness, the boys decided to watch some more glee. They did just that until they went to sleep again. EJ turning it off this time before kissing Ricky on his forehead goodnight.

The next day Ricky wakes up first. He doesn’t even move because EJ’s grip is so tight he can’t. Once EJ wakes up the grip gets looser and Ricky sits up.

EJ: you good?

Ricky: yeah just a small bed need a stretch

EJ: right. Well you showering first or can I?

Ricky: go ahead.

EJ takes a longer shower today doing some overthinking. Ricky seems to be far away. He hopes he’s not doing the running away thing again. He hasn’t had Ricky very long but he isn’t ready to lose him yet. He thought they were doing good. Now he’s not so sure.

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While EJ is in the shower, Ricky gets a text from Gina.

Gina: hey study buddy how did you do on your exams?

Ricky: good. I got all A’s!

Gina: that’s great. You with EJ?

Ricky: yeah coming home later why what’s up?

Gina: oh nothing just saw you leave on Friday so fast thought maybe you were off to visit him. I wasn’t trying to be weird I just wanted to know how you did on your tests as your tutor.

Ricky: I figured as much. Is that all?

Gina: yep. You have fun now. See you at rehearsal tomorrow

The wildcats were putting on a production of tinker bell this year and as soon as tickets came out last week, Ricky is 100% certain that EJ bought the first one. Soon EJ was exiting the bathroom and getting dressed. Ricky gets up to take his turn but is stopped by EJ

EJ: hey you seemed far away earlier everything ok?

Ricky: yes of course. I was just thinking about how I have to leave you later and got a little upset about it

EJ: so we’re cool?

Ricky: yes we’re cool. I hate when you leave. I hate leaving you.

EJ: I’m always a text away

Ricky: I know but it’s not the same. I can’t play with your hair or wake up in your arms.

EJ: well once you finish school this semester and hopefully get in here you can join me and never leave me side with the exception of class and work and extracurricular activities

Ricky: well I guess it’s a good thing I got my acceptance letter in

EJ: you did? Why didn’t you tell me?

Ricky: I got it in Thursday. I wanted to surprise you.

EJ: is that why you came? Other than missing my face

Ricky: yeah that and passing my midterms. Gina is one hell of a tutor.

EJ: I know. She’s so smart. I’m glad you could stay friends.

Ricky: just because we didn’t work our doesn’t mean we couldn’t be friends

EJ: I know but still.

Ricky: alright I’m gonna go shower now. Get the laptop ready.

EJ: no we’re going to celebrate with a nice lunch.

Ricky: did we sleep through breakfast?

EJ: kinda. And I meant brunch so it’s kinda both.

Ricky: sounds good.

After Ricky’s shower, he gets dressed (in EJ’s clothes again obviously) and they hit the road to this nice restaurant serving brunch. They’re too young for mimosas but they still have a good time with the food. They have a water toast to celebrate. Ricky can’t wait for the school year to be over so he can see EJ everyday. EJ is thinking the same thing.

Ricky goes home after a few more episodes of glee. They’re halfway through season 3 now and he’s gonna miss watching it next to EJ and playing with that beautiful head of hair. They don’t watch as many episodes in FaceTime as they did this weekend. They might get though 2 sometimes 3. They get back to their regular routine until it’s time for nationals which is luckily one week before opening night which means he gets to see EJ 2 weekends in a row. He’s never been more excited.

#hsmtmts #ej caswell #ricky bowen #gina porter #caswen #badidearight

[startinglights]

Ok so I started a fic and then I gave up on it, as I do, but basically the idea is that Max gets weirdly obsessed with Daniel’s sex life.

It starts with an interview, back when they are teammates.

They get asked a lot of personal questions sometimes, too many really, about relationships and girlfriends. People don’t seem to care about boundaries.

He doesn’t agree but when he’s asked a question, he still usually answers. Not outright but he more or less says the truth in vague terms.

It’s a bit hypocritical of him to be as interested as he is in Daniel’s answers when he gets asked the same questions. But he is. Max always listens carefully to Daniel’s responses. He claims to have little game and really doesn’t talk about this stuff either in interviews, or even with Max. He never mentions his love life actually.

Which is strange. Max is happy to brag about the chicks he’s banged. Even if he can’t get a girl to stay with him for long, he can usually take one home. He is rich and famous and that alone helps him out, even if he’s a little young, a little awkward still.

But for all that Daniel doesn’t talk about his love life, Max knows he is doing well in that department, which is why he doesn’t get it.

As teammates their rooms are often next to each other. It means Max hears things, sees things.

He hears the moans sometimes so loud and so steady, he has to assume they are fake. He hears the thud of the headboard stead against the wall, or sometimes the creek of the bed springs, lasting an impressively-long time. Whatever, if Daniel wants to tire himself out during race weekends, then he can go right ahead.

Max also sees the parade of pretty girls which exit Daniel’s hotel rooms the next morning. He runs into them in the hallways as he goes for breakfast or for a run. Every single time, the girl looks wrecked. In a good way. Like can barely walk straight, hair messed up, face fully blissed out. Sometimes they are clingy, calling out their appreciation and desire to repeat the night, as Daniel politely pushes them out the door and apologetic look on his face, claiming he will call them.

Max doubts he calls them, if the way his face scrunches up whenever their eyes happen to meet in the hallway as Max glides by, to or from his own door.

Max sees how desperate these girls are and honestly, Max is a little impressed. Daniel is very good-looking, of course, but enough to inspire this level of devotion? Maybe it’s because he’s a celebrity?

But Max is a celebrity and no one is begging him for a repeat performance like this.

It must be the sex. It sounds good, maybe Daniel is some sort of wunderkind in the bedroom. He’s probably got techniques.

One day after a girl with bambi legs had stumbled out of Daniel’s room and into the side of Max as he made his way to the elevator, he had just raised his eyebrows at Daniel, who shrugged and waved goodbye.

It’s awkward as he makes his way down the hall and waits for the elevator, with the girl eventually catching up. She sighs when the elevator opens, empty, and they both get it. He stands beside her and Max is a bit ashamed to admit he reads her messages as she texts someone named Sara.

I had the best sex of my life last night.

I’m wet just thinking about it.

This guy was seriously talented with his tongue and like kinda kinky.

I think I might be ruined now.

And Max’s head sort of explodes from there. It’s all he can think about. Starts asking Daniel about what he does, asks him for pointers. Daniel is weirded out but usually answers.

It doesn’t really work, like sure, maybe some ladies seem happier, but really it just makes Max more obsessed with Daniel.

So then one day, he just straight up asks. Is like “You need to tell me, how do you fuck them!?”

And Daniel is all, like “uhhh, I don’t? Like, sometimes maybe, but often they fuck me? Or peg me, I guess is the correct term…..”

And then of course, Max is 🤯🤯🤯

Begs Daniel to let him do that. Makes excuses is like you need to let me, so you can critique my game but uh, like all that happens is they have a bunch of sex and fall in love and get together and the end.

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#so i can't readmore asks haha #dr3 #mv33 #maxiel #(can't believe you kept this from me...)

[gaystay]

Relationships with GoM + Kagami & Kuroko

Kise

-showers you w/ love and affection 24/7 -lives for your compliments, always comes running up to you so you can tell him how amazing he is -waving excitedly to you every time he makes a good play in practice -gets kicked by Kasamatsu for being loud and annoying while trying to get your attention during practice -you're their manager and you both get scolded for constantly flirting during practice and even games -"Y/N-cchiiiii!!! You look so pretty today- come here come here let me hug you!!"

Midorima

-shy blushy tsundere -is prompted by Takao to show his affection for you a lot -grabs your hand out of nowhere and refuses to make eye contact or address address fact that he wants to hold your hand -has to mentally psych himself up for a good few minutes before trying to kiss you -cant speak coherently for a minute or two if you just lean in and kiss him quickly -"Y-Y-Y/N-N.... you-I- *ajfjskkdj's on the inside*"

Aomine

-says smth pervy (again) -gets smacked (again) -feels bad and spoils you with hugs for a while and listens to you when you tell him to do things -will whine and complain and pout until you agree to take a nap with him -will also just give up and carry you to bed if you resist his pouting -is legitimately learning to tell when you don't need him being difficult so he actually knows when to shut up now -"Can we please take a nap now?? I'm so tireddd...." "AwweDaiki, if you really want to cuddle you can just say so." "....."

Murasakibara

-makes you sit in his lap all the time so he has an excuse not to get up -brings extra food with him so you can eat it together at lunch time -will just sit down and wave his hands at you, silently demanding you come give him cuddles -watching movies and binge eating on the weekends -loves to give you bear hugs and ruffle your hair because he thinks you're so cute and tiny, and you're ok with it because you get to see him smile when you let him do it -"Y/N-chin, I ran out of snacks..... can I have kisses instead?"

Akashi

-smirks at you when you get excited abt something -gives any guy who looks at you for too long the death stare -opens doors for you and kisses your hand like an actual gentleman -will never outright ask for your affection but will go ahead and give you affection whenever he wants some -you're the only one who can just give him a look and silently tell him to tone it down for God's sake -is very protective but still respects your feelings and opinions - "Ah, Y/N-chan, what's that? Of course you can have a kiss. You can have anything you like."

Kagami

-starts out very shy -teases you for how small and feisty you are -picks you up randomly to give you giant hugs -constantly making you laugh because he's just so cute and goofy and such a mama bear even though he looks big and mean -lowkey needs positive reinforcement -insists on cooking for you all the time and then blushes like crazy when you praise his food for 10 straight minutes -is too shy to kiss you in front of his team but will make up for it the next time you're in private - "Y/N... can I- maybe- kiss you?" "Again?" "....yeah..." "You don't have to ask so formally every time now y'know."

Kuroko

-really chill -is very polite and thoughtful -except for the time he found out you were really ticklish and tickled you until you were laughing hysterically -regular dates at maji burger -doesn't do a lot of pda unless you're in private, but he usually shows his affection through words and gestures, not so much touch -no 2 loves you and it makes kuroko so happy - "Y/N-kun, it seems like you and No. 2 are having a good time." *totally not taking pictures bc it's too cute*

[aphrorite]

06/18/22 in honour of my 🎉 100th pwost, hwere r 100agere questions! 💕

cwredit to @/pickledratinajar for dis template. m will fill tis out theoughout da days so few questions a day :D find the template here ૮₍ ˃ ᵕ ˂ ₎ა

08/20/22 update: din realize i not finish dis!! so ‘m went ahead and did so :D

1🐝 what age(s) do you regress to ~

im noot sure ))): im tink for me, is good to not hav specific range or 2 put certain stuffs into category like dat cos it feel like a rule n rules really mess mwe up !!! o_O

2🍯 do you pet regress as well / what animal ~

hmmmm ,, im dont kno !! i lwike sayijg roar and im know how 2 meow n bark hehe but i like bunnies n kittens a lot so mayb if i were 2 petreg it b dose 2 ˃ w ˂

3🥮 how long have you been regressing ~

im officially started regressin on may 18 th ‘22 i tink!!! buuuut thwere hav been time where im guess i was regress/agedre without knowing it befor i discover agere on tumblr 😋😊

4🐌 is your regression voluntary, involuntary, or a mixture ~

a mix of both!!’ a woottt of time it acc vent regress becaus i need destress or am not happy mood, but is also play regression a lot too !!! sometim if i regress a lot doe it become involuntary n is not ideal 4 workie ); is ok doe im make it theough ( ^ω^ )

5🐻 what's your personality like when regressed ~

umm ummmm ,, is more talkativ, bubbly, smiley cheery :3 lot emoticon,, hoppy jump around giggle smile lots skippin big doe eyes uhhhhmm like dat hehe but is often masked bcos i in publicks or aorund fam >_<

6🐴 how often do you regress ~

nowadays when stressed )); some weeks on and off doe jus cos focus on other tings sometime ! but righ now i regress for fun cos is weekend :3

7☕ what helps you get into headspace ~

cute thingies !!! nicknames , “can u do x for me?” my tweddy bear, kicking my feet, skipping when walking hehe!! going on tumblr o_O , stuffies !!!!

8📜 are you a baby, toddler, or big kid regressor ~

umm… all !!!! :OO (no static/set in stone answer)

9🦇 do your likes change when regressed ~

when i rwegress i dont listen to my same musics (am hiphophead!!!), am listne 2 littol ost’s and softie musica, iii like stuffies even more when rewgressed, and i stay far far way from anytin a kid wouldnt want see when regress !

10⏳ do you have a baby voice in headspace ~

ya . my vwoice in head very baby like but when i talk aloud my voic already pwetty hwigh so im dont need to chang voice hehe 🍀🐥

11🍪 what makes you instantly small ~

certain peopol n my stuffie >_<

12🧋why do you regress ~

trauma based

13🌙 pink or blue ~

both!!! periwinkle blue n likeee bubblegum pink r so pwretty ! :3

14⭐ dragons, unicorns or fairies ~

hhmmm… mayb all o_O more leaning toward fairies hehe

15☁️ dinos, princesses, space or safari theme ~

dino princess n space !!!!! :O

16💫 neon, pastel, neutral or dark pallets ~

pastel n neutral~~

17🐮 favorite regression clothes ~

shorteralls , ruffled socks , hair clips , dresses :3 anytin angwlicy

18🌸 favorite color ~

umm… pink, red, blue, white, black, certain greens, pastel yellow n neutrals HSJDHSH

19🐭 do you collect stickers ~

i want to !!!

20🧁 coloring book or paint by numbers ~

color book all da way .

21🍧 playdoh, legos or slime ~

i lwike lego and slime !!

22🦄 finger paint or brushes ~

hmmm both. but finger paint mig b more fun cos is messy hehe

23🧼 crayons, colored pencils or markers ~

all !!!!!!

24☀️ do you have a cg / name for cg ~

no unfortunateleys );

25🌻 do you have a baby sitter ~

noo

26✨ do you have any sibbies ~

noppi

27🧺 do your parents know about your regression ~

nuh uh

28🧋 favorite nicknames / pet names ~

umm,, monkey !! moo,, boo,,, buddy, pumpkin, bubbles/bubs, bun or bunbun, honey, sweets!! bubba, cutie, darling, lovely, cub, little bear

29🍕 ideal playdate ~

m dont know ):

30🐱 sleep in crib or with cg ~

boths. if im had cg doe den sleep in same bed as cg def cos i luv cuddles

31🍼 favorite snack ~

popcorn!!!! 🍿🍿🍿 yumyumyum

32🧸 favorite juice ~

orange juic, peach or apple!

33🍪 favorite icecream flavor ~

cookie n cream, minth choco or cookie dough :3

34🩹 favorite type of milk ~

stawberry or soy!

35🐶 sweet, sour, spicy, bitter or savory ~

sweet spicy n savoury hehe

36🍰 favorite dessert ~

donuts, cake mmm, cupcake,, cookie, churroo, brownie

37🍦 favorite type of chocolate ~

milk chocco!

38⏳ mac & cheese or nuggets ~

nuggets yum

39🎒 favorite movie ~

pixar up!

40🍬 favorite cartoon ~

m don know. but am currently watch molang hehe

41🚀 favorite game ~

ummm. robloxks, sim 4, leagu of legend… lbp2… lbpk,,,, umhmm… sims 2!! stardew valley… sekai colourful stage.. m like lots!

42🎀 favorite disney princess ~

dun hav one o_o

43⚾ if you could have any 1 superpower what would it be ~

invisibility or da ability to stop time!!

44🍄 anime or cartoons ~

anime!

45🍓 favorite carebear ~

dunno o_0

46✏️ shows or movies ~

movie! but m dont watc much >_<

47🐛 do you believe in fairies ~

YES !!!

48🐸 do you have a comfort character ~

nooo not sure o_O

49🌱 do you like rain at night ~

yes is so calming !

50🦕 are you easily scared ~

yes ): vv easily scare

51🧃 are you also a carer ~

nooo m not. but in my head i talk to myself as a carer n it helps with motivation ^_^

52🌵 are you independent or dependent ~

boooth. buut if i had a cg im want be more dependant! like a lwittle babie.

53🍃 what pulls you out of headspace ~

idk how answer dis one.

54🍏 are you scared of bugs ~

they are creepy crawlers :S

55🦝 favorite toy series ~

i… i dont know ):

56🚛 do you use pacis ~

nooope! im suck my thumb doe and dat does the trick :P

57🦴 do you use diaps ~

nuh uh.

58🦈 gear wishlist ~

https://www.amazon.ca/hz/wishlist/ls/66AGC83L85DD?ref_=wl_share hehe

59🍵 favorite regression item ~

my bear! i wuv him so much.

60🐾 sippy cup or bottle ~

sippy cup!

61🦊 oldest stuffie ~

m’ oldest stuffie probbbabbly m’ smol teddy bear named blacky. m found him in a bag full of childhood ones and he was supa cute so m took him up to my room!

62🎃 do you sleep with a stuffie ~

yess. i sleep wit my bear!

63🔥 how many stuffies do you have ~

i haf 7 in my room buut probs more in dat bag if i picked out ones i lwike. i haf bear, blacky, uni, turte, panda, sharkie, and kooky in m’ room.

64🍂 newest favorite stuffie ~

dunnnooo. bear has always been my fave!

65🏵️ build a bear, amusement park, or disney store ~

BUUUILD A BEAR OMGOMGOMGOMG!!!

66🥧 stuffed animals or dolls ~

stuff animal, doll scare me :S

67👽 do you have a bedtime ~ 

sometimes ya sometimes not hehe

68🍭 do you keep an agere journal ~

yes m doooo!!!! and i want buy more stickers for it cos i luuuuv luv luv stickers.

69⚡️ do you have rules ~

nop.

70🍥 blankie or paci ~

blankie <3

71🌈 night light or glow-in-the-dark stars ~

both, i luv litol lights like dat!

72🌿 bedtime stories or lullabies ~

both again - i lwike bedtime story cos cg would tell em, but lullabies r not so sleepable for me, though i do like stardew valley dance of the moonlight jellies, howeva dats not really specified as a lullaby.

73🎩 favorite thing to do outside while small ~

hop around and skip!

74🐵 favorite thing to do inside while small ~

hug my stuffies, dwraw, watch cartoooon, scroll on agere tumblr hehe

75🦋 blanket fort or bouncy house ~

blankie fort!

76🐯 stroller or walk ~

walk!

77🔮 dress up or tea party ~

both!

78🦜 do you like the playground ~

i luv da playground!

79💖 early bird or night owl ~

night owl hoo hoo 🦉

80📝 indoors or outdoors ~

indoor!

81💕 warm or cold weather ~

warm weather :D

82🦢 dogs or cats ~

i luv dem both equally!

83☎️ do you have any pets ~

yess! im hav a cat name roscoe n he orange and white n supa cute <3 i got him last years in september!

84💌 favorite animal ~

too many!!! i like foxes bunnies red panda panda bear dog cat tiger lion turtle duck chicken rooster monke >_< list goes on and on

85🍒 favorite holiday ~

chrismas or halloween!

86🐇 favorite season ~

summa.

87❤️ what’s your big age ~

big age is big secret!

88🌼 what’s a nostalgic place for you ~

primary schoo!

89🐳 playdoh, legos or slime ~

allllll!!!!

90🐙 do you collect anything ~

stuffies ^_^

91🐠 bubble baths or bath toys ~

why cant have both?

92🍑 are your agere interests more fem or masc ~ mmm not sure! i lwike cars and dinosaurs but i also like pink and space n so call girly stuffs.

93☔️ do you stim more while regressed ~

wha dat 0_0

94🎨 favorite place to regress ~

as of rite now, at home!

95🧵 favorite regression youtuber ~

dun hav one.

96🌈 favorite site/app for regression community ~ tumblrrr!!!!

97💐 what do you wanna be when you grow up ~

happy T_T

98📒 what’s the most nostalgic electronic for you ~

da wii, da macintosh, ds! tomodachi

99📀 a toy you always wanted but never got as a kid ~

build a bear, american girl dolls! polly pocket, littlest pet shop, my little pony, pretend play stuffs, bratz dolls, da list could go on!

100🪐 what is your favorite thing to learn about in headspace ~

my inner child and wha she likes (:

#sfw agere #sfw agere blog #agere #100agereasks #100th post #aphrorite #non com agere #non community agere #🤍

[jimmycartersufo]

this is me having the Tuesday foh museum employee version of Sunday scaries. I love using tumblr as a sort of diary right now especially when writing my hand causes pain!

the last two weeks of work have been especially rough and this week I have some tough stuff to get through that I'm nervous about but it'll be OK. I just struggled with the unknown. time always moves too quickly this time of year and I'm desperate to hold on to my days off because I am so burnt out. the problem is when you're in between those biweekly checks and you're broke as hell but also it's been pouring down rain. I can't help but feel bad and guilty when I do nothing. I didn't do just nothing, I took care of my mom today and I've rested a lot but it still feels weird and bad.

I'm almost back to being in the green for my sick time. I used up all my sick time and my boss had payroll give me negative sick time which was a life saver. I miss my boss so much. everything has gone to shit without her. but she deserves so much better. clearly. anyway, in a couple weeks I'll start to see actual sick time build up again. and on July 1 I'll get more pto 🤡 but thankfully at least Juneteenth falls on a Wednesday so we will have a three day weekend. The museum won't pay it's workers more or respect their security dept (which is historically and systematically Black) but they will do land acknowledgements if they happen to put up a work by a Native person (aka no permanent land acknowledgement lol) and they'll give us Juneteenth off with pay. oh and back of house gets more pto than foh but I'm not here to list alllllll of my complaints rn. but we as a team are counting down the days so we can have a three day weekend. like yeah holiday pay on a day we already have off (every gov holiday that falls on a Monday) but would rather have a floating holiday for more pto. abyway I should hopefully have some sick time built up in a couple months to take a day off for rest.

falling behind on chores again. desp need to spring clean dust because ofc I have to be a maximalist autistic. still need to wash my beach combing finds from a few weeks ago. still need to hang stuff up. the most I can do is pick up a little. do a load of laundry but share the labor with my husband because we don't have the capacity for either or alone. do dishes maybe. make breakfast, lunch, and John makes dinner. take care of mom which is hard sometimes but more than anythjng it has to be done and I can trick my brain into not being an asshole about it. make the bed but in a more "lazy" way. take care of myself and stick to my barely there routine. medicine with alarms, brush teeth, set out the clothes I want to wear at least a day ahead but two days if possible. shower when it's been too long. lotion on my face and my arms and my legs if I can tolerate it. drink water. try and keep my salt levels up. stretches even if it's in bed. my daily puzzles. learn something new (read an article and or a wiki page).

at least tomorrow we get paid. I have to save money for when we go to an Orioles game soon. need to figure out when and how and where we are viewing the eclipse. grocery shopping. taking care of mom if dad is working late/in traffic. look over what bills are do this check. thankfully we get paid I think three times this month? JK it's may we get three paychecks but thankfully I get paid the week of my mom's birthday!!!!!!

I work on late shift this month. bad because no extra money but good because I am so fucking exhausted. I'm basically a sorta manager without all the manager roles and Def not the pay. but that's basically what I am now. thinking about it makes me sick. I goofed up somewhere to end up here with this responsibility. but also it was happenstance. I understand that. and that I have been masking so well for so long.

it's autism awareness day. I am autistic. I am finally feeling right with that. it's been over a year now, and I've spent that time reflecting on my life and the way I am. I was lucky that my sister has been in programs and I basically knew a guy that knew a guy that knew a guy. but I don't have like, a therapist or anthring to guide me through the realities of hey you're autistic and this is why you think and do xyz. I wish I listened to autistic friends years ago that said hey you're autistic and I was like no not me, I don't do this thing but the thing is a lot of those things I didn't think I did I literally did not understand the questioning which is funny. I can't really think of a good example but like you read a question like do you struggle to make eye contact and irs like yes but only in certain circumstances like when I don't know someone but you don't have the way to answer with nuances so you just say no. not the best example but it's like that. what's so interesting about being diagnosed late is you start to kind a breakdown the safety nets of masking and then it seems like you're faking because you're doing all this stuff not in private anymore, like you're regressing or something and it's like no I was just playing a role.

today for dinner I had chicken nuggets and heinz pickle ketchup and we watched a video about being in wdw on 9/11 and I was like oh

rigut now I'm trying to follow my night routine but I'm so anxious to sleep. I did sleep in really late today after sleeping poorly and then getting up to take care of mom in the morning. I woke up just before noon after going back to bed about nine???? so I'm not very tired. I'm going to go figure out my lunch for tomorrow so I don't worry about it in the am and then I'm going to check the laundry and if it's dry enough get my favorite pair of undies (tomboyx boy shorts) and my favorite pants (green!!) and find a top and then make the bed comfy and then I'm gonna use my new neck massager even though I've probably used it too much today and I hope to find a nice wiki article to read :)))))))

[tunaverso]

Hatchi Haru Chapter #2

Hatchi tangled her fingers together and pulled her hands up, stretching her back. She looked around, finally drifting her attention away from the laptop. Shiver and Buttercup, the other barista, were already packed up and ready to leave, only waiting for her. The Seashore Café was already closed and cleaned up, and Hatchi was still there, as usual.

- Want a ride home, sharkie? - Shiver asked, and Buttercup spun the keychain on their fingers.

- I wouldn’t mind, actually - Hatchi answered, putting the laptop back in her bag. - I have to save energy for swimming class tomorrow.

- How’s it going? You better work hard to impress the pretty teacher, huh - Shiver winked, making the shark’s face turn red.

- Aahm, uhh…. - Hatchi looked away - Doing fine I guess! I still can’t even think of leaving the float behind, but I’m making progress on tail swing. Margô said I’m doing well!

- Not so bad, huh? - Shiver said, passing by the door followed by Hatchi. Buttercup held it for them and then locked it, letting out a sigh.

- Busy day, Buttercup? - Hatchi changed subjects. The slender cat blinked, nodding a yes. Hatchi never heard their voice before, even after visiting the Café for so long. Shiver told her they were never pretty much of a speaker, but their voice got even rarer after Buttercup became a teenager.

The three of them got in the car. Hatchi’s house wasn’t too far from there, and soon enough she’d hit home, take a shower and head to play games… Oops, she shouldn’t, her class would start early in the morning. She needed to sleep well if she wanted to get Margô’s attention… in a good way. She always had her attention, but usually because she was either drowning or panicking. It was tough being afraid of water when she was a shark, especially considering the family she came from… Having a sibling who was a professional swimmer and all. Hatchi soon shook this thought out of her mind, focusing on answering her friends’ texts.

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😎🔥💎 Gaymerzz 💎🔥😎

Momoko Tsukiyo 🌈💘: yo hatchi, ur around? wanna play smt today? me and pony gurl made some progress on exploring the cave :]

Momoko Tsukiyo 🌈💘: I MEAN, not that we have been playing all day! i swear im working on the game art, just needed to take a break…….

Anime 🦄💞: Speak for yourself, Tsuki. I made good progress on Detective Softpaws’ background story before joining the server. Think I’ve seen you online for quite a while though…

Momoko Tsukiyo 🌈💘: mind ur own business, nerd 🙄🙄

Momoko Tsukiyo 🌈💘: im kidding girl be sure i love you xoxo

Hatchi rolled her eyes, in a playful manner.

Hatchi Haru 🦈💙: sorry guysss i was caught up coding again! my friends at the café said i didn’t stop tipping for three hours…

Hatchi Haru 🦈💙: i have swimming class tomorrow morning ugh….

Anime 🦄💞: At least you’re seeing your fishy crush ;)

Anime 🦄💞: Hehe

Hatchi Haru 🦈💙: ANIME O///////O

Momoko Tsukiyo 🌈💘: cmon hatchi stop being a sissy and play with us for a while!

Hatchi Haru 🦈💙: ok, ok, imma join the server for just half an hour…

Anime 🦄💞: Are you sure, dear? Won’t you be too tired tomorrow?

Hatchi Haru 🦈💙: nah, trust mama B)

Hatchi Haru 🦈💙: be joining you in 40 mins xoxo

Momoko Tsukiyo 🌈💘: waiting for u!

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The car stopped just as the shark put her phone back in the bag. Another day went by, and now it was time to chill.

🌊🌊🌊🌊🌊🌊🌊🌊🌊🌊🌊🌊🌊🌊🌊🌊🌊🌊

little update before heading to bed! weekends go by so fast, i wish i wrote more in the last days </3 anyways there's a whole week ahead and i'll have plenty of time :] hope you like it!

#hatchi haru

[creamypudding]

Personal ailments

It has not been the best week. Not by a long-shot. And there isn’t a clear ending in sight just yet either. It all started the weekend before the one that just went. I was getting a really bad wax build up in both ears. But during a hair washing session on Sunday my left ear became totally blocked. I started digging at it and figured I could home-remedy this and use an over-the-counter wax dissolver and started using it on Monday. I then went to the drs office on the Thursday before going home, to have the doc inform me it wasn't soft enough to be flushed and I needed to let it sit for an hour minimum and come back next Monday to see him.

That was disappointing.

Thursday evening my partner came home saying he had a scratchy throat. We thought it's probably just him being overworked. I told him not to bother sleeping in the spare bedroom.

That night potato came to visit and I couldn't be bothered putting him back to his own bed, so I brought him into our bedroom.

The next morning, my partner woke up saying he was feeling hot. Sure enough, he had a fever. I moved out of the master bedroom with potato quicksmart, taking all the things I needed and bunkered down in potato's bedroom and put my other stuff in the main bathroom.

We still didn't think too much of my partners ailements, but we were a bit cautious with my partner isolating in the front of the house, between two different rooms, while I was in the back, in my home office that Friday. He started getting a headache and that's when shit became real. The PCR test came back positive Saturday morning.

I was supposed to get my 4th booster shot that Saturday but wasn't sure if I should still bother. Would it help? Make things worse? Did it matter? I went ahead anyway after checking with the pharmacist. I got Moderna. So far I've had three different ones and I gotta say Pfizer gave me the least (also read 'none') side effects. Moderna’s given me inflamed lymph nodes on my neck, but that's ok I guess.  It might also have given me a fever and aches but as you will soon see, I cannot pinpoint an exact cause for reasons.

So, from Saturday morning onward I got in a groove of bringing my partner breakfast, lunch, and dinner as he self-isolated in the master bedroom, while I also juggled our small fry's demands and needs for attention. We started building a paper mache dinosaur which is still a work in progress - being up to the painting stage now. On Saturday evening, Potato was walking around the house, looking for me while I was having a shower, and he wandered into the Death Zone (the master bedroom). Then potato started coughing on Sunday. A real tiny dry cough that he's had in the past. I gave him some antihistamines and we went to bed for the night, although my ear was starting to get hellishly tender and painful over that weekend. I had been picking at the wax, which was coming out. I actually got my hearing back and thought I might not need to go back to the dr’s. But then all my work came undone and I couldn't hear anything anymore in my left ear, Sunday evening. I started running a low-grade temperature Sunday evening. I was fatigued and sore. I wasn’t sure if it was the vaccine, the ear, or heck, possibly even COVID. On top of all these things, my period also decided to finally come, so the aches and fatigue could even have been because of that. There were too many options to narrow down.

My ear was the worst thing, though. I was freaking out, wondering if I had overused the spray because the shell of my ear was feeling dry. So I used olive oil to soak my ear instead, after having done research on safe alternative methods to sprays and drops.

Monday morning came. Potato's cough got worse and he ran a fever. He got COVID and needed to definitely stay at home, even though I was feeling horribly sick and wanted nothing more than to send him away to get looked after by someone else. I thought maybe my olive oil thing had fucked me over even more. I couldn’t wait until the afternoon to see the previous weeks doc, so I hurried over there in the morning, before work started. The doc I saw finally flushed out my ear. He got the tiniest kernel of wax out because I did an awesome job of picking the rest out and my hearing came rushing back. I hadn't heard that clearly in... I don't recall. It suddenly became obvious how clogged my right ear was because it sounded dull on that side. The dr said that the wax expanding is probs what made my left ear sore, though it was probbaly all the picking I did at it that irritated the skin and infected it. He told me to come back on Wednesday so he could have a look to see if there was an infection, and flush out the right side if I soak it in the wax removal stuff for the next few days. I was happy. And this was just yesterday. I could hear. Yeah, my ear fucking caned, but I could hear. It was the best thing.

It was short-lived.

By evening my ear became mega painful and my hearing went again after I had washed my hair because it was manky AF. I swear, I avoided getting water in the left ear. Instead, I definitely know I got some in the right ear, which made my hearing worse on that side.

During the night, I start getting another fever and my ear was pulsing and throbbing and fuck me, did it hurt. I still couldn’t rule out COVID, but this seemed more of an ear related issue making me feel just awful. I wanted to get my right ear cleared out but with my left being useless the last thing I wanted was to soften the wax on the right side and have no hearing in both ears. So I didn’t spray my right ear, and I’m still considering not doing it until the left has been resolved.

As you can see, a lot was happening. Potato is sick. My partner is sick, though his COVID has been mild, and he’s basically over the symptoms now but is still testing positive, so he is staying put in the Death Zone until Thursday.

I’ve been having to single parent the shit out of the household while also doing my job, which was thankfully quiet on Monday. And I thought I could handle the team meeting I had coming up the following day, and maybe even see some clients, though I decided to cancel all face to face appointments I had booked in for Wednesday and Thursday, thinking I could pull off half-days working from home, and save some of my sick leave because who knows when COVID will strike me down. But I was so sick last night. Fever, ear ache, jaw pain, fatigue. I’ve been popping pain meds at night to give me enough respite to get me back to sleep. I woke up this morning with the fever gone. But I decided I would call in sick to work for that day. Potato was burning up. I took a home test for COVID, came up negative, and went out to get pain meds for my spud as what we had was expired. He did not like the flavour. -__- I decided I couldn’t live with this ear ache any longer and my right ear was also getting more waxy and hard to hear out of, so I went to the dr’s office again to demand I get some ear drops, while also planning on getting a different flavor of meds for the spud while I was at the other pharmacy.

I was driving, enjoying the peace and sunshine and music when everything really became overwhelming. Being the sole person to look after everything: cooking, cleaning, working, looking after a sick child, and having to tend to my partner, while I have my own pains and sickness going on, is hard. I started to cry. It was too much. Being away from home, away from needing to be ‘on’ gave me the breathing space to feel how ‘too much’ it all was. And the tears made my ears clog even more, which made me cry more.

I pulled myself together for a bit but ended up crying again at the drs as I was telling him I need medicine. It was great how little he knew how to handle someone crying, telling me that ‘life is hard’. Clearly, no training in how to talk to someone in distress. But I appreciated the offered tissues nonetheless.

I got medicine for myself as well as for the spud that he did actually swallow. My ear pain has reduced, even with two doses of the ear drops. And at worst I’m running a really low-grade fever occasionally. My hearing returned for a second a bit earlier today and I can feel stuff shifting in my ear, so there is hope it’s gonna get better and clear up quickly. But I also think my ear hole is closing up with swelling. I can’t even stick my pinky nail in there. But that will hopefully resolve soon. As long as the medication can still get in there it should be okay, right? After my cry, I decided I couldn’t be Super Woman and took the rest of the week off, which is also why I needed to get to the dr, so I could get a certificate.

It's been an absolute misery over here.

And it continues to be because I don't know if I can escape COVID. I feel a bit gross in the back of my throat now. There is a funky taste back there. Like I'm congested. But that could be discharge from my ear as well. I think it’s probably discharge. My eustachian tube is fucked. I’m sure that’s what’s making it feel like I’ve got a marble stuck between my jaw joint. It’s all swollen and feels and sounds crunchy when I chew or press on it. I may need to go back to the dr before the recommended 5 days and ask for oral medication. Or maybe massaging and heat packs will help, since that seems to ease up the tight ball enough for me to consume food. I did also just now find a handy video of massage techniques, which I think I’ll practice three times a day to go along with my medicinal application. I want my partner out of ISO. I want my spud to be well again, and soon. Can I avoid catching COVID? I’m walking around with a mask on, washing my hands after I touch the tray I serve my partner his meals on, or after I touch the spud to check his temperature. It will be a miracle if I manage to not catch it, especially as I have a small child who doesn't wear a mask (and when he does he doesn't put it over his nose) nor does he cover his coughs on any real consistent basis. I don’t want to get COVID, especially not while I’m battling this other shit. I don’t want to get it at all, and it’s the biggest stress because if I get it I can’t get medical attention for this ear issue. It would suck to get through this week, only to have to take next week off because of COVID.

I miss my partner. It breaks my heart to not be able to cuddle my spud when he wants to cuddle. I hate leaving him in front of the TV all day, but I can’t be in the same room as him the entire time. So I’m up and down a lot coz he calls me. Which is another reason I gotta get my ears fixed. I can barely hear shit. It comes in handy, but not when you are the one who has to look after the spud. His dad can come out. If there is an emergency, he would come out, esp as he and potato have COVID. I just gotta vacate the premises, back to my ‘hopefully’ COVID-free spare bedroom. But that’s for emergencies. Which, thankfully, aren’t happening. 

I honestly deserve a spa retreat just for myself over a weekend, where it’s just me, a nice bath, and my laptop to write fics on. I may make that happen yet.

#personal

[landinoandco]

Hey could you do one with max verstappen, where the reader a fight about him not helping around the house (witch he doesnt do because he is just tired from working hard but the reader dont know) so they yell at max and he suddenly walks away but then they find him crying in bed, because hes overworked and feels like hes never gonna be good enough at being a driver and the readers boyfriend. And feels like he can only dissapoint the reader, his dad and cristian. But the reader comforts him. Tnx

Because I'm not good enough...

Max Verstappen x Reader

Warnings: angsty

Word count: 2 k

Requests are open :)

You were sat at the dining room table, staring out at the empty seat in front of you. Your arms crossed across your chest and your lip in between your teeth. You had been sat there for an hour - in the grand scheme of things an hour didn’t seem like such a long time but it was his final warning and an hour was just long enough to allow for your anger to boil over.

Dinner was in the fridge - the same dinner you had cooked an hour ago, your phone lay screen up on the table - the same phone you used to call Max two hours and a half hours ago, he told you he was on his way home. Home whilst you were in the UK was 25 minutes away from the Redbull HQ. This was becoming a regular occurrence, some nights he would come home so late that you had already taken yourself to bed. The atmosphere in the house seemed to freeze over whenever he was around even though you were yet to come out of summer, there was something hanging over the pair of you - unspoken feelings and as of now a red hot anger that threatened to escape from your usually composed nature.

Ever since the championship had taken a turn in the favour of Redbull, Max had started to become much more distant. It started off with him not inviting you along to the races, leaving on the Wednesday before race weekend and sometimes not seeing him until the following Tuesday and that was on a stand alone race weekend. On the triple headers, it could be nearing two weeks until you two were spared 5 minutes alone and even then it was a brief conversation before he rushed back to the factory or to train.

You thought you knew what you signed up for and since yours and Max’s relationship and that was three years ago so you thought you had seen it all - been through it all with him, witnessed every high and every low. This was a new territory and you knew that if it wasn’t tackled soon -

The click of the door lock echoed in the hallway, you straightened in your seat - eyes locked ahead of you and your knee bouncing.

Max sighed loudly and wiped his hand over his face, it had been a long day - he had been at the factory up until Christian had invited him out to lunch, it was nice to catch up with his boss and Max felt like he owed the man so much; guiding him through the years that had led up to the moment they found themselves in. Max felt like over the past years he had matured as a person, sometimes still short tempered but being an F1 driver it wasn’t necessarily a bad trait. After his lunch with Christian, his dad had called him - the less said about the conversation the better. By the time you had called, the last thing he wanted to do was come home and risk upsetting you. He had taken himself on a run - to clear his head and focus on what he was going to say to you because he felt like something definitely needed to be said.

He also owed a lot to you, you had put up with so much over the years and standing by his side even when he had made a mistake - although you were very quick to tell him when he was in the wrong. You seemed to be on his level, a blunt and forward look at life - there was no time for dawdling about when you had things to be done. Life was short and there was no time to waste.

Recently however, he was putting so much pressure and stress on himself about work that the hours slipped away from him and so did the time spent with you. He felt the atmosphere change around the pair of you - as though he was always walking on thin ice, the cracks beginning to show. The guilt he felt was nothing like he had ever felt before, all he wanted to do was talk to you but he was scared of pushing you away - which is ironic because not talking and letting the pent up anger build up was having the same effect. He was never that good when it came to talking about how he felt - as much as he wanted to he felt as though he would be a burden and that he would put too much pressure on you. He could never tell you what he really felt like inside. It was embarrassing, he knew that a professional athlete should never feel what he felt. It weakened him and having weaknesses in a sport like Formula 1 was not an option.

Max shrugged his coat off and walked through to the main room of the apartment - the room where you were sat waiting to pounce as though he was your unsuspecting prey.

He offered a tired smile, in response he got a sneer. Swallowing hard, you felt the anger take over, like some monster escaping from a cage.

“I have been sitting here for an hour, Max -” You shot to your feet, pointing at the table, your voice cracked slightly. “For months, you’ve been leaving me - it’s me who’s been cooking for us both, cleaning, washing - everything, Max. By myself.” You were shouting now, your heart threatening to break free from your chest. Max just stood there, a blank expression on his face - his gaze fixed to the ground. “I don’t understand what went wrong, Max. We were happy, hell, we spoke to each other. Now, I’m alone. In fact, I may as well be alone if this doesn’t change.” The words had fallen out of your mouth before you had any time to consider them - or the consequences. Your eyes went round with shock and you fell back to your seat. A loud silence filled the room.

Max, too, had not expected the words that had initiated the silence. He opened his mouth, eyes still on the ground, then closed it again before raising his head and looking you dead in the eye.

“You don’t mean that.” He managed to mutter, barely being able to raise his voice any louder. He felt a tired emptiness, this was the last thing he had wanted to happen.

“That’s all you have to say to me.” You rounded on him again, angry tears threatening to fall from your eyes.

“No - I -” He stuttered, then closed his eyes, inhaling slowly, “I just don’t think we should talk things through whilst you’re angry -” He saw you about to interject, when he raised his hands. “You have every right to be. That’s not what I’m saying. I think we should wait to talk about it so we don’t say things we are going to regret later.” Max could feel his throat constricting, he was battling to keep his emotions at bay.

You sniffed and nodded slowly, placing your head in your hands - hot tears escaping and shoulders tensed.

Max swallowed thickly, his eyes swimming with tears. He made a move and after no interruption left the room. He had only made it to the stairs before he collapsed, the fatigue getting the better of him. He was such an idiot, a fact he was certainly aware of now, how could he have let things get this bad. Did that make him a selfish person?

He couldn’t hold it in any longer, a harsh sob escaping from his mouth - fingers shaking and his head a loud mess.

As soon as Max had left the room, you had gotten up to get some water - when you paused, a sound catching your attention - a deep sounding sob. You waited, a line appeared between your brows. Slowly and carefully, you inched towards the door - waiting with baited breath for the sound again.

It was coming from the stairs and there was only one person it could be. Regret instantly pooled in the pit of your stomach, you hadn’t meant for him to cry. You were just so angry and he needed to know that.

“Max.” You called out softly, unsurprisingly there was no response. You went in the direction of the stairs and hunched over in front of you was your boyfriend - attempting to stifle his sobs. You rushed forwards, placing your arms around his shoulders and pulled his body into yours. Instinctively he wrapped his arms around your waist. You kissed the top of his head, stroking his hair as he continued to cry - you allowed him to empty his emotions out; some tears of your own betraying you entirely.

“I’m sorry, I really am.” Came a muffled voice. Pausing, you released your hold of him and placed your hands either side of his face - offering him a watery smile. Then, using your sleeves you wiped his tears away - he watched your every move, waiting for you to say something. When you didn’t, he braced himself - lips trembling; he knew it was now or never. He had to tell you how he really felt.

“I’m not good enough.” He stated simply, his eyes glossy. Your forehead furrowed. “I’m never going to be good enough to take the championship, I’m going to let everyone down. Everyone that has ever believed in me - it doesn’t matter what I do, how much work I put in - I’m never good enough. And you -” He paused, meeting your gaze, a lump forming in the back of your throat. “I keep letting you down, time and time again. I was the one who caused this, I’m never going to be good enough for you.”

“If you believe that -” You began, kissing the newly formed tears away, “Then I will eat your race shoe.” You moved to sit next to him on the stairs, pulling him into your side. “Why didn’t you tell me that’s how you felt.”

You felt Max shrug, the side of his head resting on yours. “I didn’t want to burden you with all of my problems, you already put up with so much.”

“I will always have time for you, Max.” Grasping his hand in yours, “You are enough, you are more than enough. You are Max Verstappen, the fastest, strongest guy I know.” You chuckled lightly, “I know it may sometimes feel like that and that’s ok. You are putting yourself through so much - maybe, it’s time to give some consideration for your personal life. It’s unhealthy to work all of the time - then we run into issues like these.” You spoke softly, almost whispering but you could tell he was hanging onto every word you spoke. “I love you, Max. I don’t know what I would do without you.” You admitted, turning your head to look at him. He chewed on his bottom lip, processing your words.

“I love you too, more than anything.” He murmured, placing his forehead on yours. You lifted your head slightly to leave a soft kiss on his nose, earning the corners of his lips to quirk up.

Closing your eyes, you relished being in his arms again, to have him close to you. You had missed it. You had missed him. Both of you knew you had a lot to work through, that it wouldn’t simply disappear but both of you were going to do it together. Hand in hand. And that was more than enough.

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Roleplay in the boudoir isn't strange. Some of your partners even get costumes. Of course, some of those costumes see more use than others. Now you can't help but get at least a little horny whenever you see someone dressed like that. Who was it that forever changed how you see these ones?

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Use the first 8 to find out who really loves these outfits.

Tagged by @nsfwporty ; idk who to tag sooo if u see this and wanna do it go for it !

A/N: i added another category so I could get all 9 Twice members in lol I hope that’s okay. I also did the same sort of thing as @sinswithpleasure with the lil scenarios jumping between real life and purely roleplaying situations :) also sorry its so long and may sound repetitive.. I haven’t done something like this before TT

Police Officer - Nayeon

“You have the right to remain silent,” Officer Im Nayeon said, as she handcuffed you to the chair. “I already told you everything I know. I don’t know where she went, she knocked me out, took my car and left.” Nayeon slammed her fists on the metal table. She thought for a moment before saying, “Maybe there’s a way to get something we both want. I’ve been seeing you eyeing me ever since I walked in here.” You were confused as to why she’d bring that up, but you couldn’t help it, with a body like that and who doesn’t love a woman in uniform.She stepped out of the room for a moment and came back in with a totally different mood. Nayeon pushed your chair back and lowered herself onto her knees, unzipping your pants and pulling out your cock. Officer Im started to slowly stroke your length with her long, slender fingers, bringing it to stand at full attention. Your wrists were handcuffed behind you and the metal dug into your skin at her touch. Soon she brought her mouth to your tip and began furiously devouring your length. 

You watched and moaned as your rod moved in and out of Officer. Im’s wet mouth, “Fuck I need more, Officer.” Your attempt to jerk your hips in tandem with her movements failed when Nayeon completely removed her mouth from you. “You know, you’re not half bad looking and you have a nice big cock. But you’re gonna have to do better than that if you wanna cum. ” She stood up, picked the small handcuff keys from her pocket, jingled them in your face, and walked towards the door laughing to herself. “OK wait! Before she left she may have mentioned a possible place or two she was heading to.” Officer Im stopped with her hand on the doorknob and spun around. “Now, we’re getting somewhere.. Tell me where she is and you’ll be released.. In more ways than one.” She said, returning to the spot on her knees in front of you. She started deep throating you fast, you were impressed at her skills and also a little worried about who could have been watching from the one-way glass, but that soon left your mind when you felt yourself nearing your edge. Nayeon’s tight throat closed around your length and with a few more bobs of her head you were seeing white “Oh fuck! She’s at her old dorm, Officer” You moaned loudly, releasing yourself and painting her throat. After swallowing your load Officer Im stood up, took off your handcuffs, said thank you and left the room without any other word.

Doctor/Nurse - Momo

You’d been sick for about a week with a little head cold and your girlfriend, Momo, was doing all that she could to take care of you, practically acting like your personal nurse. Finally feeling better, you were relaxing in bed when you heard a knock on the door before Momo, dressed in a makeshift nurses outfit strutted in. “It looks like my little Y/N is feeling better! Would you like a lollipop for being such a good patient for Nurse Momo?” You both laughed.‘“No, but I can think of something sweeter that I want right now.”

 “And what would that be?”“I need the nurses special medicine to make me feel even better” You said smirking. Momo knew exactly what you meant before walking over to the bed hiking up her skirt and taking a seat on your face. Instantly you licked up her slit and gathered all of her nectar on your tongue. Momo always tasted so sweet. You ate her out, tongue fucking her and she planted her hands on your chest before grinding down on your face. She was a moaning mess and reached down with one hand slipping it under your sweats and began stroking your cock fast. You were both nearing your edge and with a few more licks and sucks at her clit she released her juices all over your face, at the same time you let go and let yourself erupt all over her hand and your stomach. “Maybe you should be sick more and I could be a nurse more often.”

 Maid/Butler - Tzuyu

“Your dinner is ready, Sir”, “Thank you Ms. Chou.” 

You sat at the small dining table looking out at the nighttime Seoul skyline from your apartment. Both you and Tzuyu liked the idea of one day living a lavish, wealthy lifestyle, and some nights you decided to roleplay around that idea. Tzuyu stood next to you in a classic maids outfit. “Ms. Chou, actually I think I’d like to start with dessert.” “And what would you like, sir?” You quickly got up from your seat and grabbed her waist pulling her in for a passionate kiss. “You” 

Without wasting any time you picked her up and sat her onto the dining table with her long legs, hanging over the edge. You licked your lips as you pulled off Tzuyu’s panties, like unwrapping a piece of candy. Making your way to her center, you planted kisses up her thighs and pushed her skirt up. “Your desert is ready and waiting, Sir” she said, breathily.

You instantly tore into the delicacy before you, hooking your arms under her legs and around her hips to pull her body closer to you. Tzuyu was always sweet, but in her maid fit, she seemed even sweeter. It was like eating the finest fruit tart from a Michelin star restaurant. “Ms. Chou you taste so good” You say between licks. You sucked at her clit and lapped up her juices. She moaned and grabbed handfuls of your hair, pulling your head further into her. You began tongue fucking her, “Oh Sir, right there, that feels so good oh f-fuck im gonna cum, Sir” Within seconds of sucking and licking she squirted all over your face. You drank up as much as you could, some dripping from your chin when she finally released your head from her thighs. “Mmm, Ms. Chou, you’re the best desert on the menu.”

Fairytale Character - Sana

Sana was always a fan of playing dress up, especially in the bedroom. She came out of the bathroom in a short, tight green skirt with a purple bikini top on, her red-orange hair completing the look. “It looks like Ariel finally got her legs” You laughed. “Now all I need is my Prince Eric for a true love's kiss” She said, smiling and sauntering over to you. Sana blew you a kiss and you playfully acted along catching it and putting it to your lips. “Come here, then Ariel, I can give you a lot more than a true love’s kiss.”  You pulled her in for a kiss as she sat on top of you. Your lips danced together while your tongues fought a fierce battle.

Before you knew it clothes were off, and Sana was on top of you bouncing up and down on your cock. The sound of skin slapping skin rang out through your room. Your cock slid in and out of her hole easily, it was practically drowning with how wet she was. “Oh fuck, I’m so close princess” You groaned, your swollen length pulsating inside of her. “Me too!” she said bouncing harder and faster, your hips matching her rhythm.

Suddenly Sana leaned forward, “I want my true love to kiss me while I cum all over his big cock” The second she said that and her perfect lips met yours, you both reached your edges, moaning into each other's mouths and riding out your orgasms. 

CEO/Boss - Jihyo

Being the CEO’s secretary had its perks, sure the rest of the office made fun of you for practically being Park Jihyo’s pet, being at her every beck and call, but there was a damn good reason for it. Park Jihyo wasn’t known for just being a great boss, but with a body and a mind like hers, anyone would gladly take the same position as you. It was a Friday night and you were both staying late to finish preparing for a board meeting next Monday. “Do you have all the copies ready Y/N?” “Yes, they’re all on the conference table, the bottles of water and pens are also ready.”

“Always one step ahead, that’s what I love about you.” You had to admit you’d be lying if you said you’d never fantasized about taking your boss, especially when she showed up looking the way she did. Jihyo sat at her desk chair and swing her feet onto the desk, “Ugh this week has been so stressful, thank God we have a weekend coming up”

“Ma’am.. I hate to remind you, but you have a schedule for both days of that said weekend”, “Fuck… I can’t even have a moment to relax or get a massage.. I don’t remember the last time I had one.” You don’t know where your confidence came from but you sprung out of your seat and stood next to her, “I think I could help with that, boss” You said, snaking your hands onto her shoulders. Jihyo seemed to relax under your touch as you rubbed your fingers into her tight muscles, “Oh yeah that’s good, right there” She said, practically moaning, as you kneaded a knot in her shoulder. You could feel the warmth build up in your groin as your member came to life hearing her. “Fuck it.” it was like you blinked and there you were standing behind your boss who was laid against her own desk, her jacket and bra discarded, her pants and underwear pulled down to her ankles and her heels still on. Similarly your shirt was also gone and your pants were pulled down, your thick cock running between your bosses ass cheeks. “Don’t just stand there, Y/N, fuck me already.” “Yes, ma’am” you said, plunging yourself into her warm depths, she was suffocatingly tight and wet. You took a few slow thrusts at first then, “Harder, you little shit. I’m not paying you overtime if you aren’t putting in the work.” You’ve never seen Jihyo like this, but quite frankly you liked it. Both of you were relieving built up stress and you were happily pounding into her. You pulled her hair so her back was flat against your chest and you ran your hand around to grab at her tits. Massaging her tit and pinching at her nipple drove her over the edge and you had to hold her up as her legs buckled. Jihyo’s pussy pulsated and you erupted inside of your boss, her walls milking your worn out cock. The two of you fell onto the desk, “Shit, boss that felt so fucking good.” “It looks like we might have to do this more often, baby.”

Devil/Angel - Dahyun

It was Halloween, you and your girlfriend, Dahyun, were at a friend's party. She insisted you dress up in a couples costume, but didn’t plan on looking for one until the very last minute, of course the only one left at the story was the devil and angel. Dahyun kept bumping her wings into everyone while you both danced but you couldn’t keep your eyes off of her. The white dress fit her well and there was something about the whole getup with you as a devil and her as an angel that was slowly turning you on. You grabbed her hand and brought her to the bathroom and lifted her onto the sink. She was about to take off the wings and halo, but you stopped her. “Keep them on. I wanna fuck my little angel.” Dahyun moaned at your words as you pierced her to the hilt with your length. “Oh God, yes” She moaned, throwing her head back and wrapping her creamy legs around your waist. Her heavenly pussy squeezed against your cock, her arms around your neck and gripping onto the plastic horns that adorned your head. The whole situation was sinful even if only halloween costumes. An angel being fucked by the devil, red and white flashes of movements, sounds of skin slapping skin. Dahyun was usually a conservative and quiet girl when it came to sex, but it seemed this situation also had a major effect on her. She was a moaning, mewling mess underneath you while you pounded into her. “I’m gonna.. Gonna cum” barely a whisper in your ear. “Cum for me, angel.” Dahyun’s body shook and convulsed with pleasure as she reached her peak. You held on to her and slowed your thrusts as she rode out her orgasm on your cock. You were close too and Dahyun knew it. She recovered and hopped off the sink, getting on her knees in front of you. She pumped your cock mercilessly, twisting and gripping it, massaging your aching balls until you erupted and painted her face. Spurts of cum shot out and marked her angelic face.

Athlete Coach - Mina

It was a normal day at the gym for you, you were a seasoned gymnast and had daily practices in prep for the Olympic Qualifiers coming up. When you got into the gym there was a group of girls also “practicing?” Although it wasn’t normal gymnastics, but rhythmic gymnastics. Gymnastics that also involved hoops, balls, and dance. You didn’t think much of it and went to the uneven bars to warm up. You lifted yourself up and from the peak of your pull up, someone caught your eye. The main dancer, it seemed, was standing in the middle of the other girls. She was wearing a black shimmery outfit demonstrating some move with the hoop above her head. She was elegant and seemed to know exactly what she was doing with every move of her body. After your practice you went over to find her. She was practicing alone in one of the dance rooms, “Hi, I’m Y/N I’m one of the gymnasts here, I haven’t seen you here before.. But your routine was really good!” 

She shyly smiled and looked back at you, “Hi Y/N, my name is Mina, Myoi Mina. I’m actually a ballet dancer, but the girls asked for my advice on their routine so I’ve been helping them prepare for the tournament. I’m glad you like it. I liked your routine as well, you sure know how to catch a girl's attention with all of those flips and such.” You laughed nervously, thinking maybe it was too obvious, but regardless you did catch her a few times staring at you too. “Haha yeah your moves were cool too, I don’t even think I’m that flexible enough to pull that off.” Mina took her chance with that. “Here let me show you.” She brought her leg straight up doing a split in the air, you gulped and your eyes trailed her body. “Holy shit” You said under your breath. She wasn’t wearing any panties… “Are you just gonna look or are you gonna help me, help you. I’ll teach you what you need to know about flexibility.”

Soon you were full on fucking in the empty dance studio, watching yourself in the floor to ceiling length mirrors as Mina showed off just how flexible she was. First you pounded her standing up with her leg straight in the air over your shoulder, next you had your way with her up against the mirror, her legs wrapped around your waist, contorting her body in all sorts of way to bring you both pleasure.. Mina kept surprising you with positions, downward dog with her back deliciously arched, on her back with her legs pulled up against her torso. She came a handful of times but was adamant about you finishing in what she thought was the perfect position. Mina returned to her standing position with her leg above her head, she loved watching herself in the mirror and she loved it even more to see herself getting pounded into. You grabbed her hips and pushed her against the mirror, her juices were already dripping down her legs from her splayed lips.”Cum inside me, I want to feel you inside of me while I dance.” You were sent over the edge and released your seed deep inside of the gorgeous dance teacher.

TV Show/Anime Character - Jeongyeon 

You and Jeongyeon had just finished watching the kdrama Mine and she had gotten pretty into the characters and particularly their style. Mine was about these women who are in the process of finding themselves and their own loves, however, the part that captured Jeongyeon’s interest was their lavish chaebol lifestyle. Of course it caught your interest too, the idea of being able to wear fancy clothes and drive a nice car with a mansion was always a fantasy. One night you both decided to test drive this fantasy for yourselves. You both got dressed in what was about the fanciest attire you had in your quaint apartment and went out for a dinner date. You had dinner at a nice steak restaurant where you had to make a reservation in advance and even have your car valeted. Dinner was amazing, considering the price, but it was worth it.

The drive home is when things began to heat up. It was about a 30 minute drive, feeling bold after some wine, you slid your hand over the gear shift to rest on Jeongyeon’s thigh. “That was a wonderful dinner, wasn’t it Ms. Yoo?” “Yes, it was, I say we go back to the Cadenza [a house name from Mine] and have some fun.” You slowly moved your hand up to just rest over her covered center. She held her breath as she grabbed your hand and pushed it towards her. You rubbed her through her panties and she did the same to you, stroking your covered length to life. “I don’t know if we’ll even make it home.” You said, taking a turn and drove to a secluded lookout point the two of you used to frequent in your younger days of dating. “I bet even the fancy and rich decide to get down and dirty sometimes” She said, while you hopped into the backseat.  Jeongyeon pulled off her panties before climbing to the back and straddling you. 

You pulled down your pants and let your erection spring free, until Jeongyeon lowered herself to the hilt. “You better not get any of your filthy cum on this dress. It’s expensive.” She said, pointing a finger at where your bodies were connected. “Don’t worry it’s expensive too and it’s not going anywhere but inside of you.” You said, grabbing her hips and starting to thrust up into her. She started bouncing on top of you and you both became moaning messes, erratically slamming your bodies together in the small space of the car. “Fuck I’m close” Jeongyeon moaned, “Me too” You replied, between thrusts. As your cock slipped in and out of her, you shifted your position ever so slightly and started hitting her g-spot exactly on point. “FUCK! Right there!” Jeongyeon’s orgasm caught her off guard as her movements slowed and her pussy pulsed around your cock, “Cum with me, baby.” On cue, you came pushing your dick as far as it could go inside of her, her pussy clamped shut around it milking you and not letting anything escape. As you rode out your orgasms she leaned into your ear and said, “You’re Mine.”

Waitress/Waiter - Chaeyoung

“Here’s your usual Y/N!” Chaeyoung smiled as she placed the plate of chicken and waffles and a cup of coffee in front of you. You were a regular at this diner near your house and for as long as you can remember, Chaeyoung had also been working there and serving you. She had this certain vibe to her that was different from anyone else in the town, from changing her hair color with the seasons, to having the most unique and fashionable outfits. The two of you had known each other for so long and you had a special relationship, one could call it something like a friends with benefits type deal. You finished your meal and Chaeyoung came with the bill. “You want the regular tip or the special tip today, Chae?” “The special.” She said, smirking. She told her coworker she was going on break and went into the storage room. You followed her a minute later. Chaeyoung was significantly smaller than you, but she was still able to push you and pin you up against the door crashing your lips together. “We gotta make this fast before the boss comes back.” You swiftly unbuckled your pants and picked her up. 

The only perks of having to wear a uniform for the job was that the uniform was only a short skirt. She moved her panties over to the side and you ran your tip through her slit. “Mmm fuck, you’re already so wet Chae.” Before she could answer you slipped inside of her and started pumping in and out of her warm cunt. It wasn’t the first time fucking in the storage room, nor would it be the last, but every time it was exhilarating. The threat of getting caught, of people hearing, knocking over stock shelves or brooms, made it even hotter than it was. That’s what Chaeyoung was, a daredevil, she pushed the limits. She certainly was no stranger to pushing you to your own limits, “Cum inside me Y/N, I want it. Tip me good, maybe even some extra for special service. Fuck, you’re so deep.” Her words sent shivers down your spine and your knees almost buckled as you came and painted her deepest insides with your seed. She loved being filled, the sensation of thick spurt after spurt being let out inside of her sent her over the edge too. Chaeyoung came, clinging onto you, digging her nails into your back. You let her down once you both recovered and cleaned up. “I think that tip will last me at least the rest of the week… Come back soon!” She waved before straightening her skirt and leaving the room.

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Consequenses // Thomas Raggi

words // 1590

warnings // smut ahead hehe and not even a full smut, just a snippet honestly

pairing // Thomas Raggi x F!Reader

author's note // if you want to be on the tag list let me know. ok please let me know on the taglist link if you have asked me to tag you and i havent right now... I lost some of the user names so yeah im so sorry 🥺

request // yes

summary // Reader has been breaking Thomas’ rules by teasing him for days. Thomas eventually is fed up and shows Reader what happens when you disobey.

tag list: @bieberhoodforever @tabi-toast @ginny-lily @moriro-da-regina @the-killer-queenie @makapaka11 @bidet-and-legolas @atremendousstrawberrycollection @otaculo @selenophiliaxx

Music, throbbing lights and booze was the way Thomas and his partner decided to spend his weekend off. An average gathering made to feel like a party amongst the closest friends of the band and everyone’s partners. Of course the guitarist couldn’t resist bringing his lover along. He had not seen her in a while, traveling around and working on new music had made the relationship hard for the two of them, things only becoming harder when they started being unsatisfied with their more intimate relationship. The longing did not help much, instead it brought anger and anxiety, both resulting in ruining both of their moods.

The suggestion came from Y/N in the afternoon after Thomas took a break. They were sitting on the couch watching some tv show neither cared for, slowly trying to relax and potentially do more than sitting on the couch. The thought had occurred a few days ago, while the man was still not there, when his lover was maybe watching a bit of an erotic movie. “Maybe we should… switch,” was all she said. No explanation, no details, nothing.

Not much convincing was needed so here they were. Y/N being dominant was finding it a little hard to just sit there and listen. Thus the dom turned into a brat, choosing to tease the man during their first night together.

It was rather simple to get Thomas all riled up this fine night. They happened to have a small fight before the party (a disagreement over minimal things truly) so they were both in a very tense mood while at the party. Thomas was on the one side of the yard, talking with some of his friends, while Y/N was on the other, revealing clothing and lingerie (with certain movements it was visible to the man - and anyone else that paid attention, but not many did). The man was unable to take his eyes off his partner. See, she knew that the result would be pretty good.

“Keep this up and the result will not be very nice for you, amore,” he whispered in her ear when he finally approached her. His hand right above her ass, face too close for comfort.

“I am not sure I want to stop,” said Y/N, an evil smirk decorating her face. Her hips moved side to side, making sure the man could see. Back on her plotting she was.

At first things went smoothly: a bit of seductive dancing, a bit of drinking… The casual. But soon that would change as well. Ethan was sitting on a pool chair, joking about Y/N’s dancing, having a playful back and forth with each other until Y/N sat on his lap. It was nothing unusual for the two, it had happened plenty of times before, but both Thomas and her knew that this time was different.

By now Thomas is fuming. If he was in a cartoon his face would have gone comically red, smoke coming out his face in an exaggerated way. The cigarette and drink in his hand did little to help restrain him. For that, he downed the rest of his drink in an instant, smashing his cigarette on an ashtray and moving to his friends and partner. “Sorry to cut your fun short,” he smiled, trying to keep it together, “but me and Y/N need to go. Honestly, I’m feeling very tired,” he finished, taking Y/N’s hand in his and pulling her up and towards him.

Their friends did not say much, but rather voiced their goodbyes allowing the pair to leave the party.

Getting in the car was now the easy task, but one of them was dreading it. She knew that this would be so fun, but she was undeniably afraid of what could potentially happen that night. “What do you think you have been doing, dolcezza?” He all but growled, roughly turning her face towards his with his hand.

“Me? Nothing. I was just trying to have fun with my friends.” Oh, the innocent act. If Thomas wasn’t hot and bothered (more of the later) already, he certainly was now.

“I don't think so, baby. I think you have been very very naughty. I think you need a punishment.” His tone was playful but his eyes told a different story. Y/N was in for a long night, and they were still in the car. Thomas’ hands had already begun to travel all around his lover, faces dangerously close. And like that the vigorous kissing started.

“You shouldn't have acted like that tonight, amore,” he commented before he started driving back to their shared apartment. The ride was quiet but the tension and anticipation was loud as hell.

Patience was out the window the moment Y/N opened the door to their home. Thomas pushed her to the wall, attacking her neck with kisses. “I warned you enough times, my love, now it’s time for actions,” he commented, hand slowly traveling up to her neck, lightly squeezing, blocking the blood flow lightly making her lightheaded but so much more desperate for him. “Turn around and put your hands on the wall - just like that, good girl! Now, ass perked up.”

She was very well aware of what was about to happen and saying that she did not want it would be a lie. She was rather used to serving spankings to the man whenever he disrespected her - rather lenient - rules, taking such an adrenaline rush every time, but oh did she get a rush now, too. Thomas was getting more and more confident by the minute, Y/N getting rather aroused from it.

Thus she obeyed his demands, pushing her ass back, all there for him to do what he wanted. Thomas quickly got to work moving up her tiny little skirt to have her exposed to his will. Her ass looked amazing in that white lace thong she wore, making the man undeniably hard. “You know what you’re doing, don’t you? You planned for this to happen-” slap, “you knew I would not be able to hold back, didn’t you, puppy?” slap. “Answer me!”

“Yes, daddy,” Y/N responded very timidly, slightly flinching every time he struck her cheeks.

“Good, good. Now count for me, and you will thank me for each slap.”

“One. Thank you, daddy,” she began with his rhythm getting quicker and his force bigger by each slap of his palm. They reached around twenty five before Thomas decided on his next move. He said nothing but roughly turned Y/N around, pulling her towards their shared bedroom, lightly. After closing the door behind him - more out of habit than any actual practical reason- he pushed her to the bed, legs automatically falling open as he stared with lust in his eyes.

“Just sit there and do nothing,” he ordered, “no touching, or there will be consequences.” He did not go far after that, he only undressed and picked up the condoms and the lube, just making sure that she was entirely ready (not that he truly needed it at the moment - just a safety precaution) and knelt in front of his lover.

“Mhm,” he moaned, “you are looking delicious, but I’m not sure you can handle it. Maybe we should do this anoth-”

“No, no! Please, I can handle it! I can handle anything! Please, please!” she exclaimed, or more so whined, making Thomas smirk like a cheshire cat and proceeding with his actions.

“Anything, you say? Hm, we’ll see about that.” Oh boy was she about to regret those words.

His tongue started to tease her immediately as he finished his sentence. It was small short licks and little pecks on her clit, featherly but was agonizing in this case. The pace was slow, timid, really, all in an attempt to show his love in the most painful way possible. Her eyes were shut tightly, mouth hung open releasing heavenly (or rather sinful) noises - a pleasing confirmation of Thomas’ plan working perfectly. Y/N’s back was arched up as her head hung behind, chest bouncing in the attempt to gain more pleasure by Thomas.

“Thommy, please,” she whined, earning a slap on her thigh.

“You are being ungrateful, amore. I shouldn’t be giving you any pleasure at all. You’ll take what you can.” The lack of contact for the few seconds he spoke was enough to cause another fit of whines, but his breath on her heat made far worse ‘damage’.

He wasted no time moving up and away from his disheveled lover, moving to the dresser. Y/N simply sat there, mouth falling open, but this time due to confusion. It was clear that frustration had already started to pick up. Thomas on the other hand was enjoying the situation fully, finding it rather entertaining how he could make her melt so easily.

“Thommy. Come back,” she uttered in her usual dominating tone. Nothing. “Thomas, come back here-”

“What did you just say to me, puppy?” If he was pissed before, now he was livid, and it was clear as day. If this were some weird cartoon his eyes would’ve glowed red - a thought that did not help Y/N’s pleasurable fear. His hand had swiftly reached Y/N’s neck, not tightening up, yet making his stance threatening. “I think you have forgotten how things are going on around here, my love. You are not on the lead right now. I am. And you will pay for that.”

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Ok request: how about Spencer and reader in relationship, but he ends up meeting Maeve and reader is devestated when she(or GN) finds out obvs, but finds comfort in... Hotch?? And somehow that makes more sense to everyone like they partner up a lot and are close?? Idk something along those lines 🥺

Mended Hearts 

Spencer Reid x Reader, Aaron Hotchner x Reader 

Warnings: cheating, mild arguing, a kiss or two 

Category: mix of angst and fluff. 

Word Count: 3.5k

Author’s Note: I know Spencer and Maeve didn’t email but for the purpose of this, they did. Also, reader is friends with Matt and Kristy before Matt joined the BAU, just go with it :)

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Spencer’s been distant lately, more than usual. He seemed happier too and it couldn’t be from you because he barely spoke to you now. Your mind wandered to the most hurtful conclusion, he’s cheating. 

Something about it felt wrong, it hurt you but if he was, you wanted to know. You turned to the one person you knew could help you, Penelope. You knocked on her door before she called out to come in. “Office of supreme knowledge, how can I be of service ?” she spun her chair around to see you with a pout on your face. 

“Oh sugar plum, what’s wrong?” she pulled you into a hug, your head resting on her shoulder. 

“I think Spencer’s cheating” you admit to her, she looked at you, she couldn't help but let out a giggle. 

“Boy wonder ? Cheating ? No, I don’t think so. He was about to combust when he asked you out, how could he manage having two relationships ?” 

“Pen, I'm serious. Haven’t you noticed him lately ? Happier ? It’s not me that’s putting the smile on his face” 

The smile dropped from Penelope’s face, she looked sad. Sad for you, sad for Spencer, sad for herself because she never thought Spencer was capable of those things. 

“What can I do love?” 

“Can you check for me? Find out if he is?” 

“Are you sure you want to know ? There’s no going back after this.” Penelope said to you as she sat in her chair, turning to face her monitor. 

Letting out a shaky breath, you nodded. “yeah, I want- need to know” 

“I'll find you later sugar, you should get back before they start to wonder” She gave you a smile as you left her office. You stepped back into the bullpen and made your way to your desk, Spencer stopped by your desk as he headed to Hotch’s office. 

“Hey” he smiled at you, you could feel your heart hurting already. 

“Hi Spence” you smiled back. 

“Almost done ? I can take them up to Hotch” he glanced at the files on your desk, you shook your head. 

“It’s alright, I've still got some more to do” 

“Okay, where were you ?” 

“You’re awfully nosy today Dr. Reid” 

Spencer chuckled, “Sorry” 

“It’s okay. I went to the bathroom and ran down to the IRT to see Kristy, she came to visit Matt” 

Spencer nodded and kissed the top of your head as he left. You watched as he walked up to Hotch’s office. Something felt off, even if he wasn’t cheating then he was definitely up to something. The pen tapped against the desk, your eyes glued to Spencer and Hotch in his office. 

They were two opposing personalities. 

Spencer was shy and quiet, liked to spend his time buried in books and ramble his way through a conversation and you loved that about him, but Aaron, there was just something about him. Aaron was bold, he was born to be a leader. Someone who didn't shy away from trouble, not that Spencer did but Aaron would let himself take the heat of the trouble over any of you. He made sure he was the one bearing the burden so none of you would have too and you admired that about him, you always have. 

A chime coming from your computer pulled your focus from the two men. 

From Penelope Garica: my office, 10 minutes babydoll. 

Penelope’s messages always brought a smile to your face but not today. Today was much different. She said she would call you if she found something and she did. Your heart sank in your chest when it popped up on your screen. Spencer was coming back into the bullpen as you were getting up. 

“Ready to head home ?” 

“Oh no, you go ahead. I have to go over something with Penelope and i’ll be home in a little” 

“You sure? I can wait if you like” 

“It’s fine Spencer. I’ll see you at home” 

You left him standing in the bullpen and headed to Penelope’s office. She spun her chair around when she heard the door shut. “Baby..” she started, her screens covered in emails between Spencer and a woman named Maeve. 

“I want to see you” 

“Hold your hand and walk together, no one would be able to stop us” 

“The sun to my moon, Spencer Reid. That’s what you are” 

“I love you.” 

Your eyes clung to that last line. 

“I love you.”

The same words he hadn't said to you in weeks. The words that used to mean everything to you now meant nothing. 

“Who is she?” 

“Maeve Donovan. She’s a geneticist, in her late 20s. There isn't much about her out there hun, I'm sorry.” Penelope gave your hand a squeeze. 

“How long?” 

“Beginning of last year. They exchanged numbers.” 

“His work number ?” 

“Personal” 

You nodded and let out a sigh. There was a weird sense of relief, like a weight lifted off your chest because you knew, you didn’t have to wonder if he was cheating. 

You knew he was. 

“Thank you Penelope” you kissed her cheek, she smiled at you. “I’m here if you need anything else. Call me whenever sweetie” 

Rushing back into the bullpen, you grabbed your car, Aaron was stepping out of his office as you hurried to the doors. “L/n! your reports?” “my desk Hotch!” you shouted back before running to catch the elevator. 

There was a rush, unlike anything you’ve felt before. You knew you couldn't stay with Spencer, especially when he was in love with Maeve, whoever she might be. It didn't make it any less painful, but it was what was best for you and you were all that matter because clearly Spencer didn’t feel the same way. 

Approaching the apartment, you could hear Spencer’s loud laugh from the other side of the door. When your key clicked in the lock, he whispered a goodbye to whoever he was speaking to. Spencer smiled at you when you walked in. 

“Sorry, did I interrupt your conversation ?” you asked, he shook his head. 

“No, it’s alright.” 

“Who was it ?” 

“Just a friend.” 

Just a friend, my ass. you knew it had to be Maeve, who would make him laugh like that? 

“oh your new friend Maeve?” 

Spencer’s smile dropped, he looked as if he saw a ghost. 

“Sorry should I have said your girlfriend Maeve ?” 

“How did you-” “so you are cheating on me? Let’s just make that clear” 

Spencer was at a loss for words and that’s something you don’t ever see. You headed to the bedroom to pack up your clothes. “Where are you going ?” Spencer followed you to the room, he watched you put the clothes in the bag. “I don't know, I’m not going to stay here” 

Spencer grabbed your hand, you pulled away from him. “Maeve and I.. we’re- we’re just friends” 

“Tell me you don't love her Spencer.” you stopped and looked at him. “Can you tell me that you don’t love her? That you love me instead?” 

“I do love you, y/n” 

“But you love Maeve more ?” 

“Y/n, please. Let me explain what happened” Spencer begging you. 

“Spencer stop, please. I don't want to hear it. I know you love me but you can’t love us both. Maeve makes you happy, and you deserve to be happy, even if it’s not with me” your voice wavered for a moment, you closed the bag. 

“It’s over Spencer” 

“No it can't be done, not like this” 

“Then what Spencer ? You want me to cheat on you too ? For a whole year nonetheless and then lie to your face ? Would that be okay ? Because That’s fair, right? You broke my heart and I break yours. Life isn’t fair Spencer, you of all people know that.” 

Spencer followed your steps to the door. “You can’t go” he sighed, “Watch me” you stepped out of the apartment and left as fast as you could. 

You drove around aimlessly for an hour, stopping in a parking lot to figure out where to stay for the night. Dave had a date, Emily had a sin-to-win weekend, Derek was working on house renovations all weekend so you didn’t want to disturb any of them. You thought of calling Penelope but you knew she’d already bed in bed and she deserves her rest. JJ had a full house, you could stay with Matt but he already has two kids and two more on the way, you’re sure they wouldn’t mind but you couldn't do that to them. By default, you ended back in the F.B.I parking lot. 

You took the back stairs up to the BAU. The bullpen was empty and only the desk lights were on. Tossing your bag on the door by your desk, you spotted your reports still on your desk. Figuring you'd take them up to Hotch’s office and he’d have them for the morning, you picked them up. 

Up the stairs and you pushed the door open, Aaron sat at his desk. A mug in one hand and a pen in the other. The two of you looking at each other like deer in headlights. “What are you doing here?” you both say at the same time, making you smile. 

“Um I forgot something” you stood by the door. Aaron glanced at his watch, “y/n, it’s 2:20 in the morning, what did you forget that was so important ?” 

“my chapstick” you lied, Aaron hummed.

He didn't believe you. 

“The truth, agent l/n ?” he asked, his eyes on his papers. You let out a sigh, do you come up with another lie or do you pour your heart out to your boss ? Aaron glanced up at you, waiting on an answer. 

“Spencer cheated on me and I found out. I ended it with him and I didn't know where to go so I'm here” 

Second one it is then. 

“Sit down” was all Aaron said to you. Making your way to the couch in his office, you quietly sat down and waited for Aaron to say something to you. 

An hour had passed and you made yourself comfortable on the couch as you watched Aaron do his work. Your shoes were on the floor and you curled into the side of the couch. You had dozed off at one point, only to be awoken by Aaron putting a blanket over you after coming back with another cup of coffee. The clock chimed as it hit 4am, Aaron finally shut the file he was working on and looked over at you. 

“Y/n” 

“Sir” 

“It’s just us, you can call me Aaron you know” he made his way over to you on the couch. 

“Don’t you want to get home to Jack ? You could probably be there for when he wakes up” you looked over the man that was sitting beside you.

 His hair was ruffled from his fingers running through it, his jacket and tie hung on the back of his chair and his sleeves were rolled up. His shoes seemed to be somewhere in his office, he shifted on the couch, bringing up a leg on the couch, his sock clad foot hanging off. 

“Jack’s at a friend’s house tonight. What happened with Spencer ? If you don’t mind me asking of course” Aaron leaned into the side of the couch, you let out a sigh. “That bad huh ?” Aaron joked, making you smile. 

“Well, he had been distant lately but he seemed happy and I knew it couldn't be me making him happy. I had Penelope do some digging for me, you know, just in case he was” you said, Aaron gave you a look when you mentioned Penelope. You put your hands up defensively, “come on Aaron, it’s only fair. You know he probably would have done the same.” Aaron nodded, waiting for you to continue. 

“Penny found a bunch of emails between him and some woman named Maeve from last year to now. I asked him if he was cheated and he didn’t deny it so I left. I wasn’t sure where to go and I ended up here” 

Aaron just looked at you. He too, was at a loss of words. 

“I can transfer him” Aaron said, you shook your head. 

“Thank you but that won't be necessary. Spencer made his choice. He can continue to work with me without issue, like he did when he was lying to me” you leaned against the backrest of the couch. Aaron smiled at you. 

“You’re always been a tough one y/n. I admire you for that” his hand reached out for yours. You smiled at him, your hand in his, Aaron’s hand fit in yours like you were made for each other. Your side pressed into the couch, your eyes felt heavy. 

“Hey, come here” Aaron stretches out his arms, you look at him, unsure if you should go. “It’s okay, I don’t bite” he chuckled. Shifting on the couch, your back rested against Aaron’s chest, his arm wrapped around you. 

“Comfortable ?” 

“mhm hm” 

--

“Be quiet” Penelope whispered to Emily who was taking pictures. Spencer and Derek walked in to see them standing by Hotch’s office door. “What’s going on?” Derek asked, jogging up the stairs and Spencer followed him. 

Derek and Spencer both halted when they saw what was in front of them. Hotch was laid on the couch and you were on top of him, your head on his chest and his arm resting on your back. 

Derek looked over at Spencer, Spencer’s eyes glued to his boss and his ex cuddled up on the couch together. Derek grabbed Spencer’s arm and dragged him over to the other side of the door. 

“Okay what the hell is that Reid ?” 

“Uh I um-I don't know” 

“Stop bullshitting Spencer, you know everything. Now why is y/n cuddled up with Hotch right now?” 

“Derek I-” 

“God, just spit it out Spencer!” 

“I cheated” 

Derek looked at Spencer, his eyes wide and he was in shock. Did he mishear him ? Was this a dream ? 

“You did what ?”

“I met this woman, Maeve and she’s amazing and she makes me so happy... happier than y/n did” Spencer whispered that last part. Derek didn't say anything, he was still trying to process what Spencer had just said. 

“How could you ?” Derek asked him, Spencer’s heart dropped. His best friend was disappointed in him. “They did nothing but love and support you and this is what you do ? you cheat on them ? I never expected this. I care about both of you but I can’t believe you right now.” Derek left Spencer standing in the hallway. 

“Babygirl should someone wake them ? We have a case” Derek’s arm wrapped around Penelope’s shoulder, her arm around his waist. Before Penelope could answer, Hotch’s phone rang. The ringer woke the both of you, you sat up as did Hotch. You rubbed your eyes, you saw Derek, Penelope, Emily and Spencer at the door. Hotch went over to get his phone, he didn't notice the company you had. 

“Y/n, we’ve got a case” he turns to you, your eyes on the door. Hotch followed your eyes to the door, now seeing the group of agents at the door. “Good morning everyone, we have a case. Wheels up in 30, we’ll brief quickly and then get on the jet.” Aaron walked over to the door and shut it. 

You watched everyone walk down into the bullpen from the window before turning to Aaron. “I think we should talk” you say quietly, “about ?” he begins unbuttoning his shirt. 

“What are you doing ?” your eyes wide, confused as to why your boss was undressing in front of you. “Changing my shirt” he pulls on out of the drawer. “Hm anyways, I’m pretty sure they’re all wondering why I was asleep with you when I'm still with spenc- oh shit, I'm not with Spencer” 

“Are you going to tell them ?” Aaron asks you while tucking his shirt into his pants. You nodded as you walked over to him, you pulled up the collar of his shirt, you tied his tie and rested your hands on his chest after fixing the collar. 

“Yeah I am” you leaned up slightly and gave Aaron a kiss, he smiled against your lips and kissed you. 

“Let’s go” you walked out of the office, Aaron followed you to the briefing room. “Goodmorning, are we ready to start ?” Aaron asked as the two of you settled in. “Okay I have to ask” Emily started, “What the hell was that ? You’re sleeping with Hotch ? wWhat about Spencer ?” Emily turned to you. You shook your head and looked over at Spencer, his head hung low. 

“Spencer cheated on me, I didn’t know where to go, I ended up here and I hung out with Hotch last night. That’s all. Now can we get back to work ?” 

The room went quiet, you could feel the tension building in the room, the eyes shifting in the room from you to Spencer to Aaron. 

“The sunshine state requires your presence, my crime fighting darlings!” Penelope started, pulling the attention away from you guys. 

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The flight home from the case was quiet, everyone had gotten over the cheating fiasco, Spencer sat on the couch at one end of the jet and you sat at the other end across from Hotch. He was working on some paperwork and you were reading a book, everyone else was asleep. 

“I'm going to get some tea, would you like some ?” you put the book down and stood up, “maybe some coffee?” he mumbled and you nodded, “I'll be back” you walked down the jet to the coffee machine. You could feel Spencer’s eyes on you as you walked past. You walked back towards Spencer and sat beside him on the couch. 

He closed the door that was in his hands and rested in on his lap. “Hi” he whispered, “hi” you whispered back. 

“Can we talk?” you asked him, he nodded. 

“Why’d you do it? I’m not upset, I just- I need to know” 

“Would you believe me if I said I never meant to ? She was helping me with my headaches and we began talking. I didn’t realize how much I enjoyed her company until it was too late” 

You just let out a hum, you didn't even think his answer was worth a response.

“Y/n, I promise you,” he reached for your hands, you watched him but didn't move, “I never meant to hurt you, I will always care about you and I'm sorry. I really am.” he said to you. Spencer seems genuine but you weren't quite ready to forgive him. 

“I don't forgive you. I don't know if I can but.. I appreciate it. Can I ask you something else ?” 

“Anything” 

“Did she know?” you look at him, his eyes on you. 

“About ?” 

“Us, did she know you were in a relationship?” Spencer paused for a moment, he nodded. “She did” he said and you chuckled, “some girl you got there Spencer” you stood up.

 “I’ll be by on Saturday for my stuff, I'll be there from around 9 or 10 until 5 so can you leave during that time ?” 

“Uh sure, that's fine” 

You left Spencer on the couch and you went to make the coffee. You returned to Aaron a few minutes later with a mug. Sitting beside him this time, your head rested on his shoulder, “thank you” he smiled, you nodded, “of course” 

“Who were you talking to just now ?” 

“Spencer” 

Aaron put down the pen and turned to you. “What ?” “I just needed to know Aaron” you sighed. 

“What did he say ? Just remember I can still transfer him” Aaron smiled at you, his comment made you laugh. “He said he didn’t realize they were so into each other until it was too late” Aaron face twisted into a weird expression, “oh okay then” 

“mhm hm” 

“What are you going to do now ? You have to get the rest of your things, right ?” Aaron looked down at you. Shifting, your head now resting on his lap, his fingers running through your hair. “I do, I'm going over on Saturday” you mumbled, eyes fluttering shut. 

“Do you have somewhere to stay ?” he asks you, his eyes on you. “I was thinking of staying with you if that’s okay ?” your eyes were still closed and you couldn’t see him but Aaron had a smile on his face.

“Yeah, I'd like that” he leaned down and kissed your forehead. 

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