#so thanks for listening I’m sure it is confusing. but I am feeling a lot and reflecting a lot

[alastor-simp]

Hugging Them Out of Nowhere - Lucifer Morningstar, Cherri Bomb, Vox and Valentino

Here is the second part of the hugging headcanon with the other hazbin characters. I am going to try to make Valentino be a bit more approachable in this story since I know he is on this fandoms hit list.Will contain spoilers from some episodes. Enjoy!

Lucifer Morningstar🐥

🐥"OH! Ummm.....something wrong? Did you want to play with one of my rubber ducks?” Lucifer would have no idea what is going on. He will be stood like a statue, while holding one of his signature ducks. Despite being the king of hell, this man is an awkward softie.

🐥Lucifer was officially staying at the hotel now after its renovation after the fight with Adam. It was nice that he was finally making an effort with Charlie’s dreams and acting like a father.

🐥However, this poor man suffered from depression, due to being stressed being the king of hell and also thinking about his wife leaving. Man couldn’t catch a break.

🐥His bedroom is where he would stay when he was like that, crafting another duck figurine at his desk. He hadn’t noticed you coming into his room to see how he was. The minute he felt arms wrap around him is when he realized your presence.

🐥 “Ummmmmmmm….hi there?” Lucifer just remained in the position he was in, staring at you, trying to figure out what was happening. Soon, you had let him go, wearing an apologetic smile.

🐥 “I’m sorry, your highness.” Lucifer jumped when he heard that and waved his hands. “OH! Just call me Lucifer or Luci! Don’t need to be formal with me!” You smiled at him and nodded your head. The both of you stared at each other for a bit before he broke the silence and asked why the sudden hug.

🐥Feeling shy, you rubbed the back of your neck, “Well, I noticed you seemed more melancholic than usual today. Usually when I am sad, a hug always makes me feel better so I thought maybe that would help you.” Red pupils continued to stare at you making you feel nervous, wondering if you had upset him

🐥Your body was met with a strong impact, as Lucifer tackled you in a hug, squeezing you tightly to the point it was hard to breathe. His face was in the crook of your neck, as he continued to squeeze. “C-can’t br-eath.” Gasping out an answer, you felt Lucifer let you go, by still placed his hands on your shoulder.

🐥 “S-sorry! Sorry! I forget my own strength sometimes haha! You okay? No broken bones?” He kept moving his head to peer at you, making sure you were alright. His actions caused you to laugh, surprising him. “You’re such a dad.” Lucifer then smiled at that, placing a hand on his chest, “Of course I am! I am hells number one daddy!” That sentence caused you to cackle, confusing Lucifer even more. “Hahahaha! Don’t ever say that again!” Lucifer tilted his head at you: “Wait, what did I say?”

🐥His clueless side to him was quite cute at times. You managed to calm down. “Lucifer, if you ever need someone to talk to or have another one of your depressed episodes, come find me okay. I’ll be there to listen and also provide comforting hugs." He wore a shocked expression, before he broke into a kind smile, patting your head. "Thank you."

🐥The relationship the both of you had improved a lot. He was more open with you and would discuss his problems. He was kind enough to bring you to his workshop, showing you how to make his prized ducklings. You received a nice surprise when you went into your room and saw a duck figurine that resembled you, with a red rose lying next to it.

Cherri Bomb🍒

🍒"Woah! Hey bit✪✪!! Why the sudden tackle? You looking to throw down?" Cherri is very hyperactive and fun-loving, you almost never see her depressed about anything. She is either throwing bombs during turf wars or partying at the club with Angel Dust. She wasn't close with everyone at the hotel except Angel, but she was friendly as long as you didn't do something to piss her off.

🍒However, she does have a sensitive side to herself, but she puts up a tough guard to hide it. The three of you, yourself, Cherri and Angel were partying at a popular sex club, chugging down shot after shot. It took you a while to notice, since you were slightly buzzed, that Cherri had a more sad expression on her face then usual. You were about to question what was wrong, but she got up quickly from the bar, saying she was going out for a quick smoke.

🍒Sensing something else was going, on you let Angel know that you would be right back, before following after Cherri. Looking everywhere, you were able to find her on the patio deck of the club, smoking a cigarette while leaning on the metal bar. She didn't noticed you until she heard the sound of the door sliding and saw you walking towards her.

🍒 "Oh! Hey hoe! Whatcha doing out here? Craving a smoke too?" She was smiling wide at you, but you can tell that it was forced. Walking closer to her, you threw her arms around her, causing her one eye to stare at you in shock. ""Woah mate! Whats wrong with ya?" She patted one of your arms, wondering what was going on. "Cherri, drop the act already. I saw that look on your face in the club. There is obviously something going on. So come on, spill it."

🍒 Cherri's eye just widen further and the smile on her face dropped. She turned her head down, not saying a word to you as you kept holding her. "AGH! I'm just pissed with myself at the moment! I'm trying so hard to obtain the level of overlord, but it's not working. I need that status, so I can help Angie to be rid of that moth fu✪✪face!!" Cherri yelled out, as she threw the cigarette from her hand, while punching the metal bar with her fist. You continued to listen to her, and hugged her tighter.

🍒You both stayed like that for a bit, before you spoke: "You will do it Cherri Bomb! I believe in you and so does Angel Dust. Its gonna be hard in the beginning, but you can do it. I want the same for Angel too and I'll try to help in anyway I can." After that little speech you gave, you felt Cherri shaking with laughter. "AHAHAHA! Sorry mate, but you fighting in turf wars? I'm sorry, but your baby face is way to sweet to be considered a threat!" Her words cause you to pout. "Still, thanks mate for coming out here and making me feel better." She moved her body, positioning herself so she could hug you back.

🍒The both of you let go after that, just in time for Angel Dust to come, wondering where the both of you went. "Cherri? Toots? What's going on? Y'all been gone for a while, I thought you bailed on me!" The both of you laughed and walked closer to Angel. "Nothing Angel. Just having some girl talk." You didn't want to tell Angel what had happened before since you probably expected Cherri didn't want to worry him. You felt an arm wrap around your shoulder, and pulled you closer to them. Cherri smiled down at you before looking back at Angel. "Sorry Angie, got distracted. Lets get back to the party! I owe you a drink Y/N!" Cherri looked down at you when she said that before pulling you to the bar, with Angel following behind, wearing a smirk.

🍒Cherri exchanged numbers with you after that. She chatted with both you and Angel on the regular. Her messages were very wild and enthusiastic, either sending a picture of herself in a fight or just making funny inappropriate jokes. She had invited you to her crib to hang out at one point. You should consider yourself lucky, cause she only invites the people she cares about to her place, so the fact that she did that means she considers you a very close friend. She has offered to help train you too, since she noticed your lack of skill in combat, so she wanted to help prepare you. She knew that it would help you in the long run and also allow you to tag team together in a turf war.

Vox📺

📺Hugging Vox was not as simple as you think. He had a reputation to uphold as one of the three Vee's. Also he didn't like being touched.

📺He was an alright guy despite his massive ego. You had been in his business for a while, so you knew quickly how he function and acted in certain situations. His mood had been very sour lately, since he had just realized his arch enemy, the radio demon was back after disappearing for seven years. His great plan was to call Alastor out during one of his video podcasts, only to be mocked down by Alastor, causing him to short circuit and cause all the power to be cut off.

📺Vox remained in his office after that, fuming. His screen was flickering every once in a while, as blue sparks kept popping up around him. You hesitated a bit, as you stood at the door to his office, contemplating if you should go in a calm him down or just let him cool off on his own. Finally reaching a decision, you walked in.

📺He was sitting in his large red chair, in front of his multiple screens. The back of the chair was facing you, as you walked closer to wear he was. Having reached closer to him, you look at him, seeing if he was okay. He was leaned back against the chair, hands covering his screen. It was mumbling something to himself, which was hard to make out, but you heard some words like "alastor" and "a✪✪hole."

📺Clearing your throat, you allowed your presence to be know to him. Vox jumped a bit, before removing one of hands to look at you. He was clearly irritated, given the scowl on his face. "The hell you doing in here? I made in clear I was not to be disturbed." You bounced back a bit at his tone, but you stood strong. "I apologize, sir. I had come to see if you were alright, since you have been in here for a few hours." Vox continued to glare at you before putting his hand back to cover his face. "Argh! That old fashion radio di✪✪head still has me pissed off!" You listen to him rant, and wanted to at least find a way to ease his emotions. "Will you allow me to help calm you down?"

📺Vox removed his hands from his face, his screen eyebrows arched up a bit. He gave a sigh and just waved his hand in the air, saying to do whatever. Taking a deep breath, you walked closer to Vox, leaning down to wrap your arms around him. Vox just froze, hands raised up in shock. He wasn't expecting something like this. After a few seconds, you let him go and stood back up, rubbing your neck. "Sorry! I- That always use to make me feel better whenever I am upset about something, so I though that would help you." You continued to look down away from Vox, afraid that you overstepped.

📺You slowly look back at him, hoping he wasn't more enraged. He surprisingly wasn't, but was more stumped then anything. Soon his screen face lit up with his blue-teethed smile. "Well that was a surprise! Didn't expect you to do that?" He continued to smirk at you, which made you twiddle your fingers. "Sorry." Vox just gave a huff, turning his face away. "Well I didn't hate it." That comment surprised you. You weren't able to see his face,, but his screen looked a tad pinkish, but it was hard to make out. Letting out a cough, he turned back and stretched. "Well time to get back and do some overlord work. You can head back and do whatever." Smiling, you bowed your head a bit, "Very well, sir." You turned around, beginning to walk back to the sliding doors. "Vox." You stopped and turned back, "I'm sorry?" Vox spun his chair, around facing you, "You can call me Vox." His face was hard to read, since you never seen him with that kind of expression before. He slowly turned back around, back of the chair facing you now.

📺He was a bit different after that whole interaction. Yes, he was still the egotistical Vox, but he acted a bit softer when he was with you behind closed doors. He would ask how your day was and how the new Voxtech sales were coming along. He tried to have you around more, whenever he was doing his podcasts or having a meeting with the other Vees. You noticed his eyes staring at you, with a sort of soft look, but he would quickly turn around like nothing was happening.

Valentino🦋

🦋It wasn't easy to offer Valentino a hug. He was one of the the three V's, the overlords that dominated most of Pentagram city. Valentino was a busy man, since he controlled a lot of the lustful side of the city, so he was either surrounded by hot demons or working as the director for his porn videos.

🦋 However, he was prone to hissy fits, that would result in him either breaking multiple things in his office or injure one of Velvette's models. You weren't sure what caused this tantrum, but you could hear Valentino's squeaks of rage from his office.

🦋After a couple minutes, it began to quiet down, giving you a sign that it was safe to enter his office now. Opening the door to his office, you saw the mayhem that was now his office space. Papers had scattered the floor, some clothes were throw on the ground and broken pieces of glass were scattered everywhere on the floor. In the middle of the room was a giant red smoke cloud, likely containing the moth himself. You could see him a bit through the smoke, wearing a scowl, but his eyes were closed.

🦋You didn't say a word, and just started to clean up the mess. Valentino peeked his eye out to look at you, and closed it again. After fixing his clothes and throwing away the shards of glass, you picked up the papers, assembling them in a stack and walk over to his desk. Placing them down, you looked up at the moth man in front of you. He was still wearing a scowl, while muttering little curses under his breath. "Umm..Mr. Valentino?", calling out his name, you approached a bit closer, to where you were standing near his chair. Valentino opened his eyes, flashing crimson at you. "What is it?" his tone was still agitated, and his eyes were glaring at you.

🦋You fiddled with your fingers for a bit, then you slowly got closer to him, wrapping your arms around him in a hug. He was very tall, but since he was sitting down, it was easier for you to place your arms around his back, putting you head next to his neck Valentino let out a little squeak in shock, his multiple arms jumping up, which caused the pipe in one of his hands to drop to the ground. "Oh~ You looking to play gatita?" You could tell he was smirking at what you were doing. You shook your head, "I'm not doing this to have sex with you. I'm giving you a hug to cheer you up." Valentino was quiet after you said that. You were about to let go, thinking you made him more upset, but you felt his arms pull you closer, lifting you up to have you sit on his lap. His head bent down as well, leaning closer to your neck.

🦋None of you had said a word, as you continued to hug each other. You felt a pair of lips kiss your neck, giving you goosebumps. Slowly Valentino removed his head from your neck. His two hands moved to push you back, before placing the both of them on your cheeks. He was wearing a very tender expression, it was quite a surprise to see since you only saw him with a smirk or glare. "Gracias hermosa." Leaning down, he placed a kiss on your forehead, causing you to blush.

🦋His attitude with you change entirely after that. He was still a horny bastard, but he cooled it down for you. He wanted you with him at all times, either next to you or sitting on his lap. Vox took a notice to how different Valentino was being, but he didn't question it, since it saved him time and prevented him from having to come and calm Valentino down himself. Valentino began to send you little gifts as well, you expected something erotic like vibrators, but surprisingly, you got roses and beautiful jewelry. He started addressing you by your name more, or he would called you "hermosa" like he did when he kissed your forehead. Welp, looks like you have a giant moth demon attracted to you now.

~END~

(Sorry no Velvette in this headcanon. It is hard for me to write her character. Maybe i'll do a separate headcanon for just Velvette when I have time)

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[baldursgate3tempobsessed]

Ok, I’m a little confused on how to word this request so bear with me.

Would you be willing to write a short fic about Astarion and The Main Character, sharing a tent at camp because relationship, and the main character giving Astarion a massage because he got hurt in battle, but Astarion starts moaning too loud on purpose, and making the other people at the camp think they are having sex?

I realize how weird and specific this is, but I love the idea of Astarion being an absolute Ham, and making the others uncomfortable XD

(Bonus points if the Main Character plays along)

LOL. Yes, I am willing. CW: Actually not many? Allusions to sex I guess? Maye spoilers to be safe? Brief mention of sadboy back story? This is honestly pretty tame.

~

Astarion wasn't against adventuring. If anything he was a fan, especially when comparing it to his old life. But he was only a fan when it was him doing the bloodshed, not when he was the one being knocked around into walls by massive ogres.

It hadn't been the worst pain he'd ever felt, far from it. But it had been fairly intense. Intense enough for it to take multiple tries for him to get back on his feet. And to have you fawning over him.

"Are you sure you're okay?" You asked as the two of you entered the tent hours later, still hovering behind him, "Is there anything I can do?"

"I'm fine darling," Astarion sighed as he plopped down onto his bedroll, exhausted beyond belief, "Nothing that a good night's sleep can't fix."

The healing from Shadowheart had done wonders, even if his muscles were still screaming at him. He was sore yes, but it really was nothing dire. But that wouldn't stop you from fretting, a fact that Astarion was a fan of.

It was no secret that he liked it when you agonized over his well-being. At first he had been a bit offended at your constant worry, taking it as a lack of belief that he could take care of himself. But then he realized you just... cared. About him of all people. Deeply and intimately, in a way that Astarion had never known, but one he could certainly get used to.

"Want me to have a look?" You asked as you sat next to him, your hands already helping to do the work of taking his armor off, "Maybe a massage?"

"That would be perfect," Astarion sighed, more than happy to let you pamper him. He had been hoping that you would ask that. You did have talented hands, "Thank you darling."

After he was divested of his armor you had him lay on his stomach, his back bare as you straddled his legs. Then you got to work, kneading his sore flesh like a pro. Astarion could feel the tension seeping out of his muscles. You really were so good at this, just one more perk of accidently falling in love with you.

He was moaning before he even knew the sounds were out of his mouth. But he didn't give it much thought, not when he knew you didn't mind. If anything you liked hearing him feel so content, even if he could get a little loud.

"Tch."

Astarion blinked his eyes open at the sound. Was... was that a scoff he heard? Astarion strained his ears, listening out of curiosity as you worked wonders on his back. That was one benefit of being a spawn and elf hybrid, he had vastly superior hearing abilities.

"It's happening again," That was definitely Lae'Zel's voice, the gravely cadence instantly recognizable.

"Oh come on, it's not that bad!" He heard Halsin say quietly, only to be met by collective groaning, "Whiners, the lot of you. I would have expected better from you Karlach."

"All I'm saying is that they could pitch their tent a bit farther away, that's all!" She laughed back at him, "Can't a girl be a little jealous?"

"Or a little annoyed," Shadowheart grumbled.

"Or a lot," Gale agreed, grumbling in that very specific way that made Astarion want to slap the frown off of his face.

Astarion rolled his eyes, finding himself to be a bit annoyed as well. While it was true that the two of you could get... excited, you weren't that bad. And Astarion had made it a point to sneak you far away from camp when he really wanted to have his way with you. What more could they ask for? It just felt like envy at this point, an envy that Astarion was petty enough to resent.

"All I'm saying is if I lose one more wink of sleep because of those two, they're getting a piece of my mind," Gale continued, "I'm sure we all can agree on that."

Oh. Well in that case...

"You're so good at this my sweet," Astarion moaned loudly as you worked over a hard knot in his back, "The best I've ever had."

He could hear more groaning from the peanut gallery, but better yet he could hear the smile in your voice as you quietly answered, "I'm just happy it helps. You're so bruised sweetheart, I'm surprised you're still standing. Your pain tolerance is really something else."

That was unfortunately true, a natural consequence after decades and decades of torture. But at least it served him in his newfound freedom.

"Maybe I just like it when it hurts," Astarion groaned loudly, an obvious lie. Especially to your ears.

It was enough to have your hands pausing on him. You leaned in close, whispering a question in his ear, "Are you doing what I think you're doing?"

"Darling, I'll do anything you want me to do," Astarion murmured, hoping that the ridiculous line would get his point across. And it did, of course it did. No one understood him better than you.

Astarion glanced at you as you leaned back, pleased to see the telling smirk on your face as you got back to work.

"Do you like that baby? Should I go lower?" You asked loudly, biting your lip near the end to keep in a giggle, "Would you like that?"

"Please," Astarion moaned out, only half of the sound faked. You really were just that good at giving massages. And the show you were both putting on was having the desired effect.

"For the love of everything that is holy keep it down!" Gale yelled out into the night, doing nothing more than encouraging Astarion to get even louder, "Perfect darling, right there. Gods, I'm close."

"Mm, flip over. I wanna see your face during," You shot back. Astarion could hear it in your voice, that barely contained laughter. And he wasn't doing much better himself. If anything he was a little surprised the others hadn't caught on yet. Maybe even a little offended. The dirty talk you had together wasn't this bad, a fact that they would know if they had actually ever heard it.

But before Astarion could belt out his big finale, the flap of your tent was being pulled open, Gale's voice yelling into it, "For the love of Mystra would you two shut up- oh my gods. They aren't even naked!"

That was the end of the façade. The two of you burst out laughing, you falling down to Astarion's side as you erupted into a pair of giggling idiots.

Karlach joined Gale at the door to the tent, her voice cracking halfway through on a laugh, "I told you they were hamming it up! Wyll, you owe me ten silver!"

Gale was already turning back, a pout on his lips as he muttered, "You're both lucky it was fake. We were five seconds away from sending Lae'zel in to shut you up."

"The threats aren't going to help my desire to continue fucking with you in the future," Astarion called after him, wiping amused tears from his eyes as they both stepped away. You turned to face him, still giggling up a storm as Astarion wrapped an arm around your wasit.

He kissed your cheek, still grinning ear to ear, "I think it's safe to say that I feel much, much better now."

#astarion #astarion x reader #astarion x tav #baldur's gate 3 #asks #silly #so silly #dramatic sad vampire man deserves to be silly #five left!!!!!!!!

[owlight]

Hello, dear! How are you? Maybe I can have a headcanon with the monster trio + ace with a s/o Who has aggressive reflexes? As they approach from behind to cuddle the s/o, and the s/o by reflex takes them and layers on the ground very fast or in the table? 😂 She can lift them really easily^^’ (it would be funny/nice if the s/o is a little smaller than them.. 🥹)

Sorry if I’m not compatible with you’re rules, i didn’t find the rules, so ignore it if you’re uncomfortable..! 😅😅

M alive thank u for asking ,I hope u are doing okay! ,Thank you for requesting <3 love the request it's very cute ,I hope I did u justice!

Monster trio + Ace with a short strong s/o who have aggressive reflexes

Luffy

He take it as a challenge to take you down before you do

Even tho you explained to him ,you didn't mean to pin him down like that! It was simply a reflex!

But Luffy won't take it ,He is stronger than u and will simply have to prove it to you by taking you down in a fight!

You might awaken something feral in this man

" Luffy ,come on , you're not serious about this! I'm not going to fight you, you're far stronger than me! I just have a fast reflex!" He run at you full speed and you once again Pin him down so easily " This mean nothing! Rematch! I can pick you up so easily! How can you pin me down like this when I'm taller than you!??" He asks you in a rather breathy confusion,damn he why does sound out of breath for some reason...

Will start picking you up to show dominance, You're not stronger than him ,even it's...very nice to be pinned by you

he tries to hug you from behind a lot just to have you pin him down 😔 you're so strong he is smitten fr

You've broken a whole table once by accidentally crashing him through it and That's when he decided You're his forever lover fr

He have a strength kink and he doesn't even realize it 😔

Zoro

Zoro always make sure to come at you from the front side

BUT there's that one time this poor man was standing behind you and was going to rest his head on your shoulder as you both stood looking at the crew doing some activity together ,he was trying to be cute for once

" maybe we should join-" Zoro is cut off as you hold and flip him completely off to the ground ,face first to the ground

" Zo-Zoro! You startled me! Why did you sneak up on me like this!" You yell in panic as you help Zoro gets up ,he hold his bleeding nose "Since When you're able to carry my weight like this??" He asks bit too impressed and unbothered by the fact his nose is bleeding " since forever-your nose is bleeding! Chopper! Please come and help Zoro!!"

Listen ,the nose bleed was partly from the physical injury plus How hot that was but no one has to know that but him

He always respected your strength,but to be honest he thought you weren't that strong to carry Him since you're fun sized

But you kinda proved him wrong and He...feel very hot and bothered about it

Another man with strength kink ,he love manhandling you but he kinda doesn't mind if you started manhandling him while training together...yes he let you pin him down often,you think it's because your skills improved but it's only because Zoro like it When you're on top like that

He might be secretly a pervert,but no one will ever know

Sanji

" (y/n) oh love,You look so amazing-" Sanji approach you from behind as he want to hug you from behind,like he usually do ,but this time he made the wrong choice of not warning you or begin loud as he usually is when he approaches you ,It was mere seconds before he was pinned to the ground with you looking down at him in horror he start seeing stars " I'm so so sorry Sanji! You startled me!" You tries to help him gets up ,Sanji meanwhile is in another world "you were always able to do this??" He blur out and you blink at him " yeah? You just never startled me before like this " you mumble as you help him stand up ,he gets up and goes back to hugging you "Oh (y/n) you're so strong! Such a Beauty as you this strong??? I am so lucky to have you!" He start praising you up and down for your strength ,no you won't get rid of him any time soon

he is now a bigger simp than before,not only you are breathtaking,But also strong to pin him down like he is nothing??? He stan his powerful s/o ,He would be cheering for you when you kick asses in battles

He always carry you bridal style when he saves you ,BUT you Deadass can carry him as well ,he would blushing as you do ,his savior,his lover , you're so awesome

He would love to spare with you more ever since

Just so he have you pin him down like damn that's new foreplay idea

he still pick you up whenever to prove he is stronger (a lie,he just love you are small and he want to protect you always)

He got low-key beef with you since he want to be your prince charming your shining knight ,but You are always saving him and carrying him around when he in injured

He won't admit outloud but he loves it secretly, you're so strong and badass and he love to bury his face in your neck when you carry him

100% in denial about this strength kink ,give him some time..

Ace

He heard that you're one of the strongest of the whitebeard crew..but You are like the size of a bean in his eyes (rude) ,but that's only before he joined,after he joined you both become bestie then started causally dating and rest is history

He for sure never really completely saw you as someone who is stronger than him but he never vocalized it because he know he will sleep on the floor if he ever did

But someday,he made the mistake of saying it outloud

" hey take it easy on (y/n) with The punches, They ain't big enough to handle it" he tells Marco as both of you spare together, Marco stares at ace with a questioning look that translate to ' you Really said that?' while you were looking at Ace with 'What the actual fuck you just said' look "ight Pretty boy ,come fight me !" You challenge him and ace raise his hands " I'm not fighting you babe,you ain't built to handle all this" he point at himself and there's few of the crew laughing, Whiteboard look straight up amused at the scene playing Infront of him ,You stand strong as you glares up at ace " You mean you're aren't ready to get your ass kicked? If you're just scared then Just say so , I'm sure Thatch would love your help in the kitchen for dinner anyway" you tell him with a smirk , There's a loud OHHH coming from the crew ,Marco had completely moved away from your side so he doesn't get caught in the cross fire That's happening

" Eh you did not just say that!" Ace says a bit offended " oh yeah I just said , Actually Thatch would keep up with me better than you after thinking" you tell him as you add fuel to the fire that is ace flushed face " Okay it's ON ,Just don't be mad when Your ass is cooked!" He runs at you as you run at him ,both look absolutely feral, Ace goes for a firey punch and you dodge it as you grab his arm and and then grab him... before he know it ,his face is in the ground and you're pinning him down so effortlessly, he is... speechless

New found respect ,Also a new kink unlocked

Will not catch him slacking,he will always be talking about how strong you're from now on,please train with him all the time now

He promise to not set anything on fire when you pin him down , though it's still Very hot when you're bit too close to him...

He is a Prevert but that's for you to know later

#one piece #one piece x reader #one piece headcanons #one piece fanfiction #luffy d monkey #roanoa zoro #vinsmoke sanji #Sabo #portgas d. ace #luffy x reader #zoro x reader #sanji x reader #portgas d ace x you #ace x reader #luffy x you #zoro x you #sanji x you #ace x you #portgas d ace x reader

[showf4lls]

ɞ ― make a home in you; chuckle sandwich

cw + info! fluff, headcanons / no CWs

includes! ted nivison + charlie slimecicle + jschlatt

dedication! @ivyinnit

notes! i’m currently trying to get over a breakup and am kind of struggling w yearning atmo so this request (while old) was kind of perfect thank you for dropping into my askbox, ivy!! little update: it’s been so long since i’ve received this request, i know. it should’ve been easy to get it out quickly, but school absolutely melted me this semester. i know that ivy’s deactivated now, but in the case that she comes across it, i hope you enjoy beloved <3

TED

⎼ y’all schedule out laundry days together. it’s cute as fuck okok

⎼ forehead and cheek kisses while you’re on your way out the door

⎼ if he wakes up before you, he makes your morning drink of choice just the way you like it! though, he prefers to sleep in with you

⎼ if you don’t have any important plans for the day and you’ve set alarms just for the sake of waking up at a certain time, he turns them all off before you wake up. he wants to give you an opportunity to rest as much as you need to; your body will wake up when it’s ready

⎼ brunch dates! while you guys prefer to sleep in together, you alternate between sleeping in and waking up at a reasonable hour depending on your plans. ted really likes taking you out to brunch and just walking around window shopping with you after

⎼ if either of you are going somewhere important, the other will help them get ready and run through a mental checklist with them before they go in order to make sure the person leaving has absolutely everything they need

⎼ y’all are constantly doing bits. it’s kind of confusing for your friends, but neither of you care much because you’re just having a great time

⎼ ted is an absolute gentleman always, not just in the honeymoon phase. constantly opening doors for you, helping you put your sweater on when you’re leaving the house, opening the car door for you. stuff like that

⎼ he rubber ducks for you a lot. just sits down near you and listens, letting you work out your issues by talking it out without feeling awkward about it

⎼ he’s just overall a great listener and very in-tune with your needs. only gives advice and input when you ask for it, but he always makes an effort to validate your feelings. holds you when you need him to and steps back when he senses that you need space. also really good at problem solving and helping out when you get overwhelmed or have sensory overload

– when you have bad days, he has a tendency to go above and beyond. he cooks dinner for you, makes sure your comfy clothes are all washed and clean, and generally just makes sure you have to do as little as possible so that you have the proper space to calm down

CHARLIE

– you guys have rapid fire joke contests together, usually late at night when you’re sitting on kitchen counters, snacking. you go back and forth until either the two of you are laughing so hard that it would be physically impossible to keep going, or someone can’t come up with a joke fast enough

– you try to stay on the sleep cycle but you both tend to get a little out of whack every once in a while, so you have these phases of going to sleep at a decent hour and then going to sleep when the sun is about to come up

– as such, you guys have these phases of making spontaneous runs to the grocery store or gas station to get snacks, usually cereal for some reason. you get whatever you want and charlie never lets you pay for any of it. on the later nights, you guys sometimes experiment with new flavors of things or weird snack combinations

– he has a thing about always making sure you’re warm enough. you’re a little chilly? he’s pulling his sweater off and pulling it over your head. once you’re all comfy and settled, he’s on his way to turn on the heater. your feet are cold? he’s running to get you a pair of fuzzy socks and a blanket in case your legs are cold too. even when you’re about to leave the house -- it’s colder than 50 outside? he’s scrambling around the house, gathering gloves and scarves and beanies for you to take with you in case you get cold, even if they don’t match. no other options but you’re still cold? mans is wrapping himself around you, trying to use his body heat to warm you up himself. he hates when you’re chilly and uncomfortable :[

– brings you home little presents all the time. literally anything that remind him of you. you have a collection of buttons and keychains that he’s seen while walking through shops. he also steals cool props from videos and projects to give to you. you have a little collection going

– loves pda all the time, but not always cuddling (which can sound confusing, but let me explain). he likes casual pda with you around the house, whether it be you resting your feet in his lap while you both lounge across the couch, sitting on the floor and leaning back on his legs while you watch a movie, him putting a hand on the small of your back while he moves around/behind you, holding onto your hand until you’ve walked out of reach, gently pressing his knuckles into your back while you’re laying on the other side of the bed and facing away from him. likes to be touching you when he can be but in little ways that aren’t super overwhelming (mostly because i feel like you’d both be too fidgety to just cuddle)

– some of your most domestic moments are spent in the kitchen, usually cooking dinner together. it’s light and warm and it feels so much like home that you sometimes find yourself questioning if it’s all real. he’s right there to tell you it is. but back to dinner. he loves cooking for you, and you love cooking for him. it’s all laughter and winding down from work days and gentle hugs and swaying together as he hums for you

SCHLATT

– it’s a little hard to find domestic moments with schlatt off the top of your head, but they’re there when you look for them. they’re quiet, but they’re ever present

– he sleeps a lot, meaning that you usually wake up before him. if he’s sleeping light enough to hear you get up, he’ll roll over, half asleep, wrap his arms around your middle, and pull you back into his chest, mumbling a groggy “ten more minutes, babe. i’ll be up then, jus’ ten more minutes.” it’s never just ten more minutes

– he picks you up and carries you around a lot. not in the typical way. if he thinks you’re working yourself too hard, he’ll grab you from your desk and throw you over his shoulder, dropping you onto the couch and forcing you to watch a movie with him. or you’ll be sleepily making yourself a snack in the kitchen and he’ll grab you from behind, just wrapping his arms around your middle and picking you up. he carries you, complaining and squirming, the whole way to your room and tells you it’s nap time

– you guys have a lot of nap dates. it’s an easy, sweet block of time for you guys to spend together, hazy and together while napping on and off. if one of you wakes up, you get to fondly watch the other nap until you fall asleep again. watch the easy rise and fall of their chest, run a hand through their hair, trace gentle patterns on their skin, play with their fingers, listen to the beating of your heart

– you do the dishes together. you wash and schlatt dries. sometimes you get into towel fights or start flicking water at each other with your fingers

– schlatt follows you out of bed when you get up in the middle of the night. he’d never admit it, but he has a hard time sleeping without you. he hates waking up to a cold bed. so when the clock blinks 3:17 and he feels around to find nothing beside him, even if your side of the bed is still warm, he huffs and gets up. pads through the house with puffy, tired eyes until he finds you. wraps his arms around you from behind and rests his chin on your head. “what are you doin’ outta bed?” he never waits for your response, just starts ushering you back to your room

– really likes seeing you in his clothes, again, not that he would ever admit it. he’ll purposely “forget” to do your laundry so that you have to start wearing his hoodies, tee shirts, sweats, etc. it just gives him the warm fuzzies, seeing you be so comfortable and cozy in his clothes

– hangs on you a lot on days when there’s nothing to do. he’s pretty idle about it, too, kind of like a character accessory. sometimes you just have to go around the house doing your stuff with this big man hanging off of you because you don’t have the heart to tell him to leave you alone for an hour or two to get your work done

#✩; yours truly #mcyt x reader #dsmp x reader #dream smp x reader #ted nivison x reader #slimecicle x reader #charlie slimecicle x reader #schlatt x reader #jschlatt x reader #chuckle sandwich fic #ted nivison fluff #ted nivison headcanons #slimecicle fluff #charlie slimecicle fluff #charlie slimecicle fic #schlatt fluff #jschlatt fluff #chuckle sandwich x reader

[veltana]

Mafia AU prequels - Bucky's break-up

✦ Pairing: Stucky/Fem!Reader ✦ Word count: ~1.7k ✦ Rating: Mature ✦ Warnings/tags: hurt/comfort, mild swearing, angst, mentions of alcohol consumption, lots of fluff and feels, platonic cuddling, sharing a bed, Bucky is a dramatic drunk, unrequited love/crush, mention of loki/reader. ✦ Summary: The thing with roommates is that you will hear them during sex occasionally, it can’t be avoided with thin walls in an old building. But since that Wednesday Bucky never once slept alone and the rest of the time he was hardly in the apartment. ✦ Note: This is a prequel to No one as sweet as you set while they were living together in college, which focuses on their growing relationship and how Bucky and Steve started to develop feelings for Sweets as more than just their best friend. You don't need to read No one as sweet as you to get this but I recommend it. (Also posted on AO3)

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Bucky and Dot broke up on a Wednesday around lunch. On Wednesday night Bucky had a new girl in his bed and you and Steve shrugged, put on your headphones, and waited for it to blow over.

The thing with roommates is that you will hear them during sex occasionally, it can’t be avoided with thin walls in an old building. But since that Wednesday Bucky never once slept alone and the rest of the time he was hardly in the apartment.

With your room right in between Steve and Bucky’s, you took the brunt of the sounds and on Friday morning you decided to take shelter in Steve’s room because the girl was a screamer and you had barely slept for two days.

Now it’s Tuesday, around one am and both Steve and you are awake, listening to the moans and sounds making their way through your room and into Steve’s.

"How does he even do it?" Steve sounds a little amazed as you both lay in bed and stare at the ceiling. "Drugs?" you ask. "Honestly, it has to be, how else is he going at it all the time like that?" "Maybe they're all faking it?" you suggest.

"I've never heard anyone complain about him," Steve shrugs. "But I mean statistically he can’t get it right for everyone every time." "If he does, he is one of a kind," you decide. "Tempted to go for a ride?" You hear the smile in Steve's voice without even looking. "No, not really," you grimace. "We should do something, I’m not sure it’s healthy anymore."

"Yeah I know, Sweets, but if I try and grab him like he did with me when I was sad about Peggy he is probably going to punch me," Steve sounds concerned too.

Sweets, that dorky nickname they both have decided to call you because you happen to like all things sweet. Somehow it had stuck, even though you protested. "I can try and talk to him," you pause before continuing. "If he is ever alone again."

Suddenly the front door slams and you realize that the sounds have stopped. Sharing a look both of you rush out of bed, finding Bucky in the kitchen, downing a gallon of juice.

"Want some?" He holds it out when he sees you. The smell of alcohol on his breath is strong, even when you’re a few feet away, pulling out a chair to sit down across from where he’s standing. "No thank you," you answer while Steve leans against the fridge. "So, who was that?" you ask.

Bucky shrugs. "Don't know, met her at a bar." "Are you using protection?" Steve asks with a raised eyebrow. Bucky straightens up, putting the open juice jug down hard on the counter, making liquid slosh out, looking at Steve with black eyes that you’ve never seen before.

"Of course I am, do you think I'm fucking dumb or somethin'," he snarls. Bucky tends to be a little dramatic when he's drunk. In an effort to calm him down you reach out to him. "Hey, Bucky, it's okay, he wasn't-" The moment your fingers touch his arm, he turns and moves his hand. "Don't fucking touch me," he says and the palm of his hand connects with your underarm.

Out of surprise and not because it hurts, you yelp and look up at Bucky, a little confused because he’s never reacted like that before. He stares back at you with horrified eyes, realization dawning on him. Slowly, without another word, he backs away and hurries over to his room, slamming the door behind him like a teenager in a fit.

Steve moves forward and grabs your arm, turning it over to see if you’re hurt. "What the fuck is wrong with him," he murmurs. "It's nothing, I was just surprised," you shrug. "I've hurt myself worse by bumping into tables." "That is no fucking excuse." Steve lets go and starts towards Bucky's door. Before he can knock, Bucky opens it with a bag over his shoulder. He's changed into new clothes and his cap is pulled down low over his eyes.

Steve blocks the doorway and crosses his arms, asking "Where the fuck are you going?" "Heading out, move," Bucky mumbles and tries to duck past Steve but the other won't let him. "The fuck your not, you're gonna stay here and face whatever it is that you’re feeling," Steve's voice is laced with restrained anger. "And you're gonna apologize to Sweets."

You’re about to protest that you're not really hurt, but Steve shoots a look over his shoulder and you clamp your mouth shut. "We understand that you're sad about Dot," Steve is softer now and he leans on the doorframe, giving Bucky a way out but he doesn't take it, he just stands there, looking at the ground.

"You don't understand shit, Steve," Bucky mutter. "Have you even cried?" Steve asks and that makes Bucky’s head snap up, his mouth a thin line. "Real men don't fucking cry," he hisses. They stare at each other for a long while, then Steve points to you. "Can real men apologize when they're being a fucking ass?" Steve asks with poorly hidden disdain.

This is a sore spot for both of them and has been the grounds for arguments before. Bucky has some views on what it means to be a man that neither Steve nor you share. It has gotten better over the years according to Steve but you have not seen Bucky cry once, not to sad movies or when he’s been injured, or even had his heart broken. It's concerning, but maybe you and Steve can help him with that one day.

The bag lands on the floor with a thump and he walks past Steve to where you're sitting on the chair. Without a word he gets down on his knees in front of you and gently grabs your arm, pressing his lips against your skin murmuring "I'm sorry," repeatedly.

Steve has turned to look at you and you meet his eyes that are still hard and annoyed. You use your free hand to remove the cap and run your fingers through Bucky's hair, whispering, "It's okay."

When you do, Bucky stiffens and stops moving for a moment, then he lets go of your arm and buries his face in your pajama-clad lap, his voice trembling when he says, "I'll move out, I swear. I'm so sorry! I'm sorry, Sweets! I didn’t mean to hurt you! I love you so much."

Steve softens immediately and pushes off the door to settle on the floor beside him, rubbing his back. “No need for that Buck,” he says softly and you echo him. “I don’t want you to leave Bucky,” you grab one of his hands and gently press a kiss to the top of it before placing it back again.

After several minutes of silence, Bucky asks angrily into your legs, "Why the fuck does it have to hurt this much.” "I don't know," you answer truthfully. "I wish I never met her, never fucked her, never fucking loved her,” Bucky continues. "No, you don't," Steve argues. "I know it might feel like you will never be happy again but it will get better." Bucky lifts his head and Steve cups his face and brushes his cheeks, even though there are no tears there.

"We love you, and we will help you with anything you need," you promise. Bucky nods and lays his head down against your legs again with Steve's hand still on his cheek.

Eventually, Steve stands up and Bucky looks at him a little worried. "Not leaving, just gonna get another blanket for the bed," he reassures him. While Steve is gone Bucky says, "I'm sorry I hurt you, I love you, Sweets, more than you could ever know." And you smile because even though you know he’s exaggerating, it’s still nice to hear him say it. "I know Bucky, I know," you whisper.

When Steve comes back he pulls Bucky to his feet and guides him into the bedroom. You check the front door before turning all the lights out, then padding over to Steve's room too. They're cuddled together, Bucky's head pressed into Steve's shoulder and you move to slide in behind Bucky, but he grabs you around the waist and pulls you down between them. It makes you giggle and there is a weak smile answering on Bucky's face before you all settle in.

There is not even a light bruise left behind on your arm the next day, but you've never seen Bucky so remorseful. In the following weeks, he accompanies you around to classes, carries your stuff, and has sworn off drinking. Both you and Steve are skeptical because Bucky is famous for his partying but in the months that follow he often goes out but always comes home sober.

One day when you're having lunch at home together on the couch, you ask him about it.

First, he puts his food down before taking hold of your utensils and placing them on the table. Then he grabs you and pulls you into his lap, hugging you so tightly you can hardly breathe.

"I never want to put you in that situation again," he explains. "What if I get angry and do something worse, to you, or Steve, or anyone else." Hugging him back as best you can you say "Maybe you should talk to a professional about it?" "I'm on a waiting list," he replies.

You cuddle into him, really trying to show him that you mean it when you say, "Bucky I'm not afraid of you, I know you didn't mean to hurt me." "Don't make excuses for me," he says and picks up a strand of your hair, twirling it between his fingers.

The moment is cut off by your phone chiming and you wiggle out of his hold. When you pull it out a smile splits your face. "Have to go," you grab another spoonful of fried rice then get up. "Who was that?" Bucky asks.

Since you’re halfway to the door you don't pick up on his tone. "Just someone I've been seeing," "What's his name?" "Loki, he's from Europe!" You turn around with a smile and throw him a kiss before you're out the door.

Bucky feels his heart break, again, only this time he has no excuse to be sad about it because you aren't his.

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[milktei]

Woah I'm new here in Tumblr but I'm glad I came across your blog! Not sure if you're accepting requests but thoughts on Angst/Comfort where trust issues comes after Atsumu (or Kageyama 🙇‍♂️) does something that upsets their s/o??

Man of Many Words

Miya Atsumu x gn!Reader

Genre: Angst with some fluff at the end

Warnings: none(?)

Requests: Closed for now :|

not edited

a/n: First of all i’m so sorry this took so long anon but I hope that this somewhat fulfills your request ;-;. Writers block is crazy I was pumping out one shots so easily and then bam I hate everything I write. The ending of this one in particular was difficult for me but i hope it suffices :’). anyways requests are still closed for now but i’m hoping to write something that will help the creative juices flow again

It is well known among Atsumu’s friends and family that he tends to talk. A lot.

It was something you found endearing about him when you first started dating. Whenever you were with Atsumu, awkward silences were few and far between. There was always something he could talk about it.

For the most part you were happy to listen and talk about whatever it was he rambled about that day. His limitless passion was part of why you fell in love with him.

Still, the habit of his had some drawbacks.

“Oh, congratulations by the way!”

You turn your gaze away from the restaurant window and look at your friend in confusion.

“Congratulations on what?”

It was your friend’s turn to look confused, “On the big promotion silly!”

There was a pause as you took in their words. “How do you even know about that?” You spluttered. “I just got the news a couple days ago. I was planning a big announcement and everything.”

“Oh I ran into Atsumu at the grocery store yesterday and he told me!” their gaze softened when they saw the defeated look on your face. “I’m sorry I thought he would’ve told you”

You waved your hands in front of you, “no no it’s not your fault… I’m not very surprised at this point. I was just hoping to wait for all the paperwork to go through before telling anyone.”

“Well if it’s any comfort I’m proud of you y/n.”

The smile you gave them was bittersweet, “thanks.”

———

Needless to say, you were a bit peeved when you got home that day, though your boyfriend didn’t seem to notice.

“Hi babe! how was lunch?” He called from where he sat on the couch.

You stared blankly at the back at his head for a moment, “fine.”

“That’s great! I was thinkin’ for dinner we could order out ya know? This commercial came on and-“

“Why did you tell f/n about the promotion?”

He paused and finally turned to look at you. Taking in your frustrated state, still, he shrugged, “it seemed like a good time.”

You let your bag fall to the ground before fully stepping into the living room “Atsumu I told you that I wanted to wait, it would have only taken another week.”

Now standing up from the couch, the confusion that was evident on Atsumu’s face only served to fuel your anger.

“But this is such exciting news y/n! There’s no time like the present!”

“Atsumu that’s not for you to decide! That was my news to tell!”

“Like you said, you were gonna tell them eventually!” He raised his hands up in surrender, “I’m sorry but you know that this is just how I am! I was just so excited for you I couldn’t help myself.”

You left that fight defeated that night, unable to think of any comeback, because yes, you did know Atsumu. You knew how your life was never your own being with him. You knew the extent of just how stubborn he was and how ignorant he could be to the world around him. Trying to wrap his mind around something could feel like pulling teeth sometimes.

After managing to get through a tense dinner, life went on. You did end up celebrating with your closest friends and family and soon after you began to take on your new responsibilities.

Unfortunately, Atsumu continued to act as if he hadn’t completely crossed a boundary you had set. He continued to talk about your lives with his friends it seemed that you couldn’t go a full week without somebody asking you about something you never told them about.

The pure helplessness you felt that day remained lingering within you as you carried on with work. You found yourself almost dreading going home, and contemplating not telling him anything.

But how could you when everyday without fail he would grace you with that smile, oozing with love and fondness before sweetly asking you, “So how was your day?”

You were in a bit of a mess with yourself, trying to figure out how to get your concerns through his thick skull. The new role you had taken on further adding to the stress you had been feeling. While you loved your job You were both physically and mentally exhausted.

It was only a matter of time before everything became too much.

To the horror of you colleagues, you had ended up fainting at work. You had finally succumbed to everything in your life that had been piling on top of you.

Luckily, it wasn’t long before you regained consciousness, surrounded by your colleagues you sat up and slowly and rubbed the back of your head sheepishly.

At that moment some paramedics had rounded the corner and while you insisted you were completely fine, you allowed them to check you for injuries and give you some fluids, it wasn’t until they were sure you were stable and didn’t need any further help that they left.

As embarrassing as the entire situation was, you were glad that your boss let you have the rest of the day off, it was near the end of your shift anyways. So you grabbed your bag and left, still mortified at what had just transpired.

As you rode the train home, the events leading up to you losing consciousness replayed in your mind, you thought about everything that had led up to that point. How your coworkers reacted. As you sat in the quiet train, your mind still struggled to process what had happened.

Even with your spiralling mind, everything led to one conclusion.

You couldn’t tell Atsumu about what happened, at least not today.

Because you knew him. You knew exactly what would happen.

It would start with the texts from worried friends, calls from both of your families, and end with people mentioning off handedly, “I heard you fainted the other day. How are you feeling?” and you would be left to do damage control as your boyfriend continued to live his carefree life.

You could tell Atsumu “don’t tell anyone this” but you knew better. You knew better than to trust him and his big mouth. How could you have any other option when he’s never proven that he could listen?

So you would stay quiet. Long enough for you to recover from your lingering headache, long enough for you to process everything that had happened and figure out how to prevent it from happening again.

Long enough to be able to finally relax without worrying who you were going to get a text or call from.

Even with your mind made, the universe seemed to laugh down at you, and make life much more difficult for you than it needed to be.

You nearly cursed out loud when you saw his car in the driveway. He was home early too.

You sighed as you slowly unlocked your front door. The sounds of the TV growing louder as you stepped in.

Atsumu turned back and gave you a look of confusion as you took off your shoes. “Hey babe, wasn’t expecting you ‘til later.”

You smiled at him “I could say the same for you.” you slid your feet into your house slippers “I got a lot of work done today and my boss let me go home early, why are you home?”

Atsumu shrugged “Practically the same as you. Been makin’ a lot of progress at practice lately.”

You walked in front of where he sat and pressed a gentle kiss to his forehead. even with how your relationship had been going, at least this was something you hadn’t lost.

Atsumu wrapped his arms around your waist and looked up at you, “did you eat yet?”

No. I was so busy at work that I kept postponing my break. You thought to yourself bitterly.

“Not yet, I decided that I might as well eat at home if I was leaving early.”

Atsumu hummed, “I haven’t either. We could order something and then watch some movies? Take advantage of our free time.”

You smiled down at him, a relaxed movie day with him was exactly what you needed. “I would like that a lot ‘Tsumu.”

You pulled slightly away and he whined, causing you to laugh softly.

“I’ll go take a shower and you can order whatever you want, ok?”

His pout grew back into the loving smile of his as he nodded, “Can I use your phone? You always have coupons.”

You nodded and he allowed you to fully pull away. Reaching into your bag you pulled out your phone and handed it to him before making your way to your shared bedroom.

It had been maybe 20 minutes of Atsumu scrolling through the various restaurants (he’s very indecisive when it comes to food) before a text from who he recognized as one of your coworkers popped up.

“Hey! Hope your feeling better. We managed to get everything done so there’s no need to worry for your next shift.

Also remember to seek medical attention if anything feels off. I know you were cleared but you hit your head pretty badly.”

He froze as he read the text over and over. He didn’t even realize how much time had passed until you came walking out of your bedroom with a relaxed smile on your face.

“Soo, you decide on a place yet?”

You were met with an extremely uncharacteristic silence, your brows furrowed as you looked at your boyfriend staring intently at your phone.

“Atsumu?”

The next thing you knew, Atsumu flipped the screen to you.

“y/n what is this? Medical attention? Did something happen?”

Your eyes skimmed the message and you froze.

“…O-oh there was a bit of an incident at work that happened before I left. No need to worry!” you tried to wave his hand away and mustered the calmest smile you could.

He looked unconvinced.

“y/n…”

You felt your resolve crumble where you stood. The accusatory look he gave you full of worry, and worse, anger.

You sighed shakily, “ever since the promotion I’ve been finding it hard to find time to really relax so…” you looked away, unable to look him in the eye due to your guilt. “I ended up fainting.”

Atsumu shot up from where he sat, “You passed out?!” his hands frantically grabbed at your shoulders, trying to get you to look at him “You should have told me right away! I could have picked you up! Who knows what would have happened if you fainted again on the subway. I can’t believe you lied, you were just going to keep this from me? Why? Why didn’t you tell me-“

You pushed yourself out of his grip, “Because I didn’t want to!” you huffed, tired of his tirade, “I admit that I was fully content with not telling you.”

His hands dropped from your shoulders and you almost broke at the sight of his crestfallen face “Why?”

You took a deep breath, “I was…scared that you were gonna tell someone.”

There was a moment of tense silence. “You…you could’ve just asked me to not-“

“Could I Atsumu? Could I really? I’m not sure if I believe that, especially after you told me that that’s just who you were and that it was unavoidable.” You paused as you realized you were raising your voice, you looked away in shame. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to yell. It’s just that sometimes I wish that our business could be our own Atsumu, even for a little bit.”

You took his silence as a cue to keep explaining yourself.

“I needed time today to finally relax for once and process everything. I can’t do that if I have someone new calling me every five minutes to make sure that I’m okay. I want to be able to worry about my own wellbeing, without having to manage other people’s. I can’t do that if you tell everyone you know what’s happening in my life.”

Atsumu’s continued silence began to worry you. “Atsumu?”

Without warning you were pulled into the familiar strong arms that could only belong to your boyfriend.

“I’m sorry y/n.” he mumbled into your hair “I thought I was being supportive. I just love bragging about to to everyone and letting people know how we’re doing. I never really thought about how that would affect you. I’m sorry I made you stress out so much.”

You smiled into his chest and hugged him back “I’m happy that you understand ‘Tsumu. There’s nothing wrong with gushing about me, I just need you to understand my boundaries.”

You felt him nod “I’m sorry again I’ll do my best.”

You could already feel yourself relaxing again into his arms “that’s all I’m asking for Atsumu, thank you.”

You let out a sigh of relief as you held each other. It felt as if a massive weight had been lifted off your shoulders.

The tender moment was interrupted by the sound of a stomach growl. There was a stunned silence before the two of you burst into a fit of laughter.

Atsumu looked down at you with a gaze that filled you with an indescribable warmth, laughter still evident in his face. “How ‘bout we order and finally relax for the night? Just the two of us?”

You smiled fondly up at the man and nodded “Just the two of us.”

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[lilmoonbunny]

Betrayal; Brynjolf

When Karliah appears back at the Thieves Guild after Mercer has informed them of Y/N's death, Brynjolf is quick to see red.

Spoilers for the Thieves Guild questline.

Brynjolf was a thief, there was no doubt about it. Thievery was in his blood, and always had been. Unattached, flirtatious, and talented at what he did, that was how most people would describe him, yet there was always someone who saw him differently.

Y/N, the latest addition to the thieves guild, was recruited by Brynjolf a few months ago now and the pair became fast friends. Having been the one to recruit and train her, Brynjolf knew a lot about the woman, including her distrust of those around her.

It took Y/N a while to open up to Brynjolf, for reasons unbeknownst to him. Naturally, he assumed there was something in her past, a lover, perhaps? Brynjolf didn’t like the way that thought made him feel, so he did what he did best and ignored it. He didn’t have feelings for her, he couldn’t…

So why did he feel so depressed when Mercer told him how Karliah had killed the woman in cold blood? Why did he lock himself away for days on end? Surely it was just a friend thing, right? He totally didn’t regret not telling her how he felt. Why would he?

“You better have a good reason for coming here, Karliah.” Brynjolf spat, being held back from attacking by Rune. “I should kill you where you stand.”

“It was not I who betrayed the guild,” she spoke softly, sensing Brynjolf’s anger.

“That is not what I am talking about,” he raged, freeing himself from Rune’s grasp and flying towards Karliah, only to be grabbed once again.

“She is telling the truth, Bryn,”

That voice…? It can’t be, surely.

“Y/N!?” Brynjolf immediately sprung backwards, holding the speaker at arm’s length. “You’re alive? Mercer said-“

“Mercer tried to kill me, Brynjolf. You’ve been lied to this whole time. Karliah saved my life.” She spoke quietly as she stared into Brynjolf’s erratic eyes.

He couldn’t believe that she was here in front of him. Mercer said that she had been killed, yet here she stood with Karliah, claiming that Mercer – the man who he trusted more than anything – had betrayed them.

There was no doubt that Y/N had been injured, the way she stood was enough proof of that, but by Mercer? That was not possible… So why did he trust her more than Mercer?

A sudden tug on his hand pulled Brynjolf from his thoughts. “Listen to her, Bryn. For me.”

He could never deny her anything.

And so he listened to Karliah. Every single word she spoke angered him and made him resent Mercer. His hand was still in Y/N’s, and he never wanted to let go, squeezing it gently to calm himself, as well as to remind himself that she was alive.

“I’ll kill him,” Brynjolf snarled. He wasn’t entirely sure what angered him more. That he had betrayed the entire guild, or that he had tried to kill Y/N whose hand was still in his own, earning more than a few confused looks from the other guild members, yet a knowing one from Karliah.

A soft squeeze on his hand pulled him from his anger, however, and his gaze fell on the woman beside him as she gave him a comforting smile. He nodded at her, taking a deep breath to completely calm himself.

She is alive and here. Everything is fine, Brynjolf.

Most people had left the Flagon by now - their anger at Mercer’s betrayal fuelling their plans for revenge – leaving only Brynjolf, Y/N, and Karliah, the latter being quick to excuse herself.

“Thank you for trusting me, Brynjolf,” Y/N whispered, as though she was ashamed of what she was saying. “I didn’t know if you would.” Her words had the red-heads eyes widening as he quickly spun to face her with a force that almost sent him flying.

“I’ll always trust you. I’m just… I’m glad you are alive.” He admitted, one hand resting on the table in front of them whilst the other nursed his drink.

Y/N smiled to herself, a blush running up her cheeks as she took his hand in hers again.

“I’m glad to be back here with you.”

Now it was his turn to blush as he cleared his throat, unsure at what to say.

As he glanced over at Y/N, he noticed that she was already staring at him, and for the first time for as long as she had known him, Brynjolf was rendered speechless.

“I think I should be getting some rest,” Y/N said before he could think of something to say. She lifted herself from the seat she occupied, releasing Brynjolf’s hand in the process. “You should too.”

Brynjolf stared at her for a moment as she turned to leave.

“Y/N,” he called out, abruptly standing up.

Y/N turned to face him, confusion on her features. “What is it, Bryn?”

He hesitated.

“Please never leave me again,”

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[v1olentdelights]

A Day to Forget

fisher brothers x fisher!reader TW: alludes to previous comments about weight and looks, current comments about appearance, uncomfortable presence of a father, laurel making an oopsies- Summary: Adam makes an unwanted appearance... a/n: I feel like Laurel would know that Adam and the reader have a bad relationship, so I changed it a tiny bit!

The Fourth of July had to have been one of your favorite holidays. The sun, the food, the laughter, card games, drinks, parties, you honestly could go on and on about how much you loved it. This year, you had gotten a new bathing suit your mother and brothers approved of  (not that you needed it, but it was nice to have) that you would be wearing along with some linen overalls. 

While your mother and Laurel were out with Belly to grab some things from the store, you, Conrad, and Jeremiah were left to set up the house. You were dancing around a little to your chosen music as you put out the napkins and paper plates, much to Jeremiah's disliking. There was a knock at the door and while you would have offered to get it, Jeremiah was quick to launch himself down the hall, as far away from your music choice as possible. 

It wasn’t hard to hear the disdain in his voice as he addressed whoever was at the door. This caused you and Conrad to exchange confused expressions before he went down the hall as well. You were sure they’d just shoo you away, but you made your way down as well. It wasn’t hard to catch sight of the brunette head of hair, the one thing that set you and your brothers  apart from your father.

“I just came to drop this off,” he gestures to the small box wrapped in firework patterned paper “I’m not trying to create any trouble boys.” He sounded surprised. Did he expect to be welcomed right away? You tried to peer over your brother’s shoulders and apparently had done so because your father cut off his next plea and pushed past the boys to see you. 

“Hey honey,” He looked you up and down, examining you from head to toe, you just knew he was going to make a comment about how you look. 

“That’s an interesting choice of  clothing.” Both of the boys make an exasperated clearing of the throat noise, Adam rolls his eyes and without even looking at them “I just mean, don’t you want to cover up a bit more? You are showing a lot of skin.”

“Dad, what are you doing?” Jeremia sounded more tired of this even than upset. 

“You can’t just say shit like that, dad. Especially not to your daughter of all people, sometimes I see why mom-

“Adam!” Laurel cuts off whatever Conrad was about to stay. Again you peer over someone's shoulder, they are all too tall for their own good. Crossing your arms in hopes to pull everything that is sticking out back in. 

“Laurel, finally someone reasonable.” He turns but puts his arm around your shoulders, something that wouldn’t set you off if it were anyone else. Your eyes start to water but you manage to hold it in not wanting to cause an even bigger scene. Conrad notices this and pushes Adams arm off before pulling you behind him. 

“Can’t you see that she’s uncomfortable?” Somehow he keeps his voice down, and for that you are thankful. “Just leave, it's obvious no one wants you here anyways.” 

“Yeah.” Jeremiah adds as he points to the open door, Laurel still watching from the porch. 

“Well then, I see I’m unwelcome…” he trails off before huffing and pushing the wrapped up box into your hands before stepping outside where both mothers are standing. As soon as Adam is in his car Laurel is quick to face you. 

“Darling, I am sorry. I told him to arrive later, when I knew you and the kids would be gone so you wouldn’t have to see him. But obviously he can’t listen to directions,” she sighed and rolled her eyes “I’m sorry we weren’t here.” 

“It’s fine, thank you Laurel.” You pull her into a hug and she holds you a moment longer, giving you a tight squeeze. 

“You alright, bug?” Conrad asks with concern still shining in his eyes after you pull away from the hug. 

“I’m alright. Thank you, Connie.” you smile before going to help the others grab the bags from the car.

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[makeyoumine69]

Yours to Claim

◥ PAIRING: Sub!Patrick Bateman x Fem!Reader; Sugar Daddy!Patrick Bateman x Fem!Reader

◥ SUMMARY: To prove his trust in you, Patrick has decided to give you absolute control over him. Only to find out how needy he can be.

◥ WARNINGS: NSFW │porn with feelings, handcuffs, oral (both receiving), face sitting, anal fingering, body worship, cum eating/play, handjobs, masturbation, teasing, edging (kinda), vaginal sex, reversed cowgirl sex position, a lot of creampie, nipple play/tits sucking, Daddy kink, Praise kink, dirty talk, pet names, touch starved baby Patty himself.

◥ WORDCOUNT: 3.3k

◥ SONG REC: Trevor Something - Lovesong🥵

◥ A/N: This song is everything, it makes things to me, so I highly recommend you listen to this song while reading! Many thanks to my dear @tres-spades-hotel for proofreading! 🥰

Hope you like it! *hugs*

◥ LINKS: [Sweet like a Cupcake Masterlist] [Main Masterlist]

A sweet scent of aroma candle hit your nose once you entered Patrick’s bedroom, it was enveloping you like a mist, and you couldn’t help but exclaim:

“Can’t believe you are using them.” You kept looking at the candle on his bed table. “I thought you didn’t like my gift … you always don’t.”

Bateman only chuckled, strolling around his bedroom. Soon, you watched him stand near the window as he was definitely reflecting on something. Now, you were pretty sure that his weird behavior was not just your suspicion.

“I really love it, these candles seem to have a relaxing effect,” he smirked, in his casual arrogant way, so sexy and so Patrick. “Cupcake, I have something for you too.” 

After saying that, he quickly reached into his bed table and took out two pairs of black leather handcuffs. From seeing them, your heart almost stopped beating.

“W-what are you going to do with that?”

His mysterious laughing only made you even more nervous. “It’s not for you, silly. It’s for me.”

Frowning, you gave him a confused look, stepping backwards slightly.

“Do you remember our talk about trust and control?” Bateman muttered, coming closer with a cocky grin on his face.

“Yes, I do.”

“Good.” Still sneering, Patrick stood face to face with you, fumbling with the handcuffs in his hands. “You probably can’t trust me after all the things that happened.” He pressed a palm against your cheek, and you closed your eyes from the delightful feeling of the warmth his skin was radiating. “And it’s reasonable … but I trust you, because I believe you won’t do me any harm. Am I right, honey?”

You nearly purred from the pleasant sensation as he stroked your chin and you nuzzled against his gentle fingers. “Mmm, yes, Daddy.”

“Good girl,” Bateman mused before leaning down to leave a passionate kiss on your lips, impelling you to whimper against his mouth as his wet tongue was sliding against yours. “Never in my life have I allowed anyone to do this to me. I want you to know that … besides, you always wanted to have some control over me, huh?”

“Why do you think so?” Panting, you let him press you against his firm body and when he did so, you immediately felt how hard he was, so stony, damn it. “Maybe it’s one of your sneaky tricks?”

“Uh, Cupcake … sometimes you love to struggle, right? You love to be a brat.” 

You didn’t even notice being pressed against the doorway to his bedroom; his dark brown eyes were looking right through you, as if they were searching for your hidden, dirty desires. “Now, do you need my help to undress?”

With a cunning smirk, you glided a finger across his sharp cheekbone, crooning: “No, Daddy … if this time I’m in charge here, I want to watch you undressing first.”

Some kind of a muffled groan escaped Patrick’s lips, which were suddenly dry from a high level of arousal. “Mmm, you’re such a tricky little foxy. I like that.”

Breathing sharply, Bateman licked your lips and moved away to his bed as he started to undo his clothes. The way he was doing it was permeated with a pure arrogance and self-confidence, which was not surprising at all, because his body was just a piece of art.

Mesmerized, you watched him remove his suspenders, and unbutton his blue shirt, not breaking eye contact with you. You gasped, as your ravenous gaze was roaming all around his solid torso, his perfect relief was forcing your blood to rush faster in your veins.

“You like that?” He suddenly asked, slowly removing his pants. Obviously, he was expecting your praises.

“Yes, Patrick.” You bit your lower lip, your hands were clutching the thin fabric of your dress. “Can’t wait to touch you, Daddy …”

"Mmm," he growled, and oh God, he sounded so good, so hot. You almost started shaking when you heard him make that noise. When he was down to his Calvin Klein boxers, he sat on the edge of his bed and beckoned you over. "Maybe you can help me with this?" Bateman pointed at his underwear, cupping his groin and rubbing his rock hard dick. 

“Maybe,” you gasped and finally moved to his bed. “But first, let me put your suit somewhere safe, I don’t want to listen to your rants about spoiling your expensive clothes.”

Patrick froze in a shock, a pleasant shock, as he watched you take his suit and walk into his living room. He didn't say anything, so you just put his clothes on the back of his white couch, panting heavily and trying your best to calm down - your heart was beating so fast it was probably going to break your chest. You couldn't really believe it was happening … and the thing that frightened you the most was that the feeling of being in control of him turned you on so much. Closing your eyes for a moment, you admitted that helping him with his clothes was an excuse to run away from the bedroom to catch your breath.

"Baby?" His slightly annoyed voice brought you back to reality, so you quickly took off your dress, leaving only the sexy black lingerie he bought you a few days ago.

“I was busy undressing myself.” With a shaky voice, you leaned against the doorway, admiring the view of his muscular body. “Are you sure you want me to do this?”

“Yes, dear.” He tapped the place next to him. “I’m yours to claim.”

Was he actually bluffing to cloud your mind? You couldn’t think about it anyway, as you stepped in his direction, spellbound.

With a slight push, you forced him to lay flat on his back before you got on top of him, petting his tiddies here and there, making his breath heavier. Nervously, you grabbed the handcuffs and insisted:

"Put your hands up, Patty.” You watched him obey and in response you moved your hips, grinding against the arching bulge in his boxers, coaxing a low gasp to fall from his kissable lips. “Mmm-D-Daddy, you’re so needy, I can feel it…”

“Yes, Cupcake.” He tensed under your touch when you cuffed his hands above his head – he certainly didn’t feel comfortable not being in control, because it was making him so vulnerable. But Bateman tried his best to hide it. “You think that’s tight enough?”

“I’m sure.” You cupped his beautiful face and teased him as you drew near to his lips in order to kiss him. At the very last second, you broke away, not giving him a chance. “Keep your legs together.”

Though the handcuffs looked durable you doubted that they would stop him if he got really savage, according to how strong he was. When you finished cuffing him, you looked into his eyes, watching his lips tick – he definitely wanted to say something, something mocking or triggering, but he didn’t. 

“Look at you, Daddy.” You slid your palms against his bare chest down to his abs, and then you finally touched his engorged cock, massaging it ever so lightly. “So exposed and cute … mmm–you want me to remove them, right?”

“Ahrgh-yeah.” 

It seemed like he was about to crest his high at any second, as you felt his dick twitching in your grasp and you couldn't stop yourself from bowing down to his groin to suck his long shaft through the expensive fabric of his boxers. 

“C’mon, pull them down already.”

“Not so fast, Patrick.” You smiled at him, giving his cock a long lick and when you heard him moaning louder, you decided to spare his torments, slowly dragging down his underwear to free his fully erected dick. “Gosh, it’s so big … mmm.” there was no way to resist as you got down and took his leaking tip inside your mouth, swallowing his sweet pre-cum with the whimper of pleasure.

“F-fuck.” He started to fidget around his perfect white sheets whilst his cheeks became notably flushed. “C-Cupcake…”

“You taste so delicious, Daddy…” you mewled before cupping his ass to shove his cock deep inside your throat, that set him completely on fire, his balls tensed intensively so you had to stop your ravenous attack. You didn’t want him to cum yet. “Mmhm-does it feel good?”

Huffing, he nuzzled against the pillows to brush away his already sweated locks. “Too good, baby… go on.”

“Uh, uh,” you refused and teased him again, rubbing against his glistening dick, making your lingerie so wet with the mix of liquids and spreading it along his pubis. “You have no say in that, Daddy …” You continued to roll your hips against his manhood, not pushing too hard, and bent down to his face to help him with his messy hair. As you did so, Patrick tried to reach your lips to plant a kiss on them, but you pulled away and pressed a finger to his mouth, which he obediently took in, sucking it and tasting himself.

Shit, this was turning you on so much, you didn't even realize you were about to fall over the edge, just watching him desperately suckle your finger with his eyes closed and his brows knit together from tension.

"Ahh, you look beautiful when you're so needy," you mused from above as you took your finger out and removed your bra. When you pulled down your panties, Bateman couldn't take his eyes off your dripping pussy as his mouth began to water uncontrollably.

"Let me taste you," he huffed, watching you touch yourself with light strokes. "I'm going to make you feel so good, b-baby." His voice wavered with a carnal urge to touch you, he wanted to tear you apart right here, but now he could only submit, it was his idea after all. "Cupcake, please ... sit on my face."

"Mmm, Daddy, you want this?" You raised yourself up a little to give him a better view of your blushing cunt as you spread your legs wider and rubbed your clit to taunt him even more. "Maybe you just want to watch me touch myself? You always love that ..."

"Jesus." Patrick slumped his head down on the pillow as he couldn't just look at you anymore, his stony cock jerking constantly, especially when you 'accidentally' brushed against it. "Baby, I'm so f-f-fucking close ..."

“I k-know, Daddy.”

“Mmm-hmm, please!”

"Please what?" you repeated, shaking with the impending rapture as you continued to stroke your sensitive little nub, slipping along his thick shaft and watching him writhe beneath you. "Do you want me to make you cum or ... do you w-want to have a taste of me?"

Bateman let out a guttural sound from the friction of your soaked pussy sliding against his beefy shaft. "I ... I want both ..."

"Choose one, Daddy ... and ask me nicely." You gave him the illusion of a choice, but in your mind you already had a plan for what you were going to do next.

"I ... I beg you, mm-ahhg, holy fuck!" He almost screamed as you sat backwards so he could now see your tight hot pussy right in front of his eyes as you sucked his throbbing cock really vigorously and played with his heavy sac. 

Almost choking, Patrick tried to get closer to your cunt to at least lick your folds, but as soon as you felt his hot breath, you distanced from him, setting the pace of your bobbing and stroking his full length with both hands, while your juices were almost dropping down on his face.

That was too much, even for a man like him.

“F-fuck…aahh-fuck, (Y/N)!” Bateman was moaning shamelessly, withering around his big bed as if he was lying on burning coals.

“Mmhm,” you wailed around his fat girth, making obscene wet sounds each time his cock was slipping inside your mouth but once you felt him shaking, you quickly pulled his dick out and knelt beside him, letting him cum all over his perfect stomach. “Yes, Daddy … mm-gimme your cum.” You spurred him to tremble even more as you pushed two fingers into his tight asshole, massaging his prostate and prolonging his vivid orgasm.

“S-shit …” He hissed, still quivering and loading his hot seed to the last drop.

“Good boy,” you whispered and caressed his face, leaning down to smear his cum around his brawny torso, licking it off from your digits and closing your eyes in delight. “Gosh … It’s so tasty.”

With that said, you grinded against his pubis once more to get covered with his warm fluid before you lifted yourself up a bit and towered over his extremely blushing face. Patrick was breathing so hard that you even started to worry, but when he opened his hazel eyes and saw your pretty little pussy, he gave you a look full of desperation and need that left you almost speechless. 

Arching your back, you lowered yourself a little and let his extremely wet tongue brush against your very sensitive clit - you moaned immediately, almost falling on his face, but you managed to balance yourself, controlling the distance between your pussy and his greedy mouth.

“Cupcake,” Bateman murmured and made a few little kitten licks along your folds. “Fuck, I will make you cum so hard, you will drown my face in your sweet flavor … if you let me.”

Damn, he was always saying the right words, which were driving you crazy. Moaning, you slowly straddled his gorgeous face and as soon your hips hugged his head, Patrick latched to your cunt like a starving man as he was literally devouring you like his life was dependent on it.

“Aa-aww, Patrick, mmm-I’m about to cum, aahh!” You squeaked, clinging to the ledge in the wall over his bed. “Yes, yes … eat my pussy like a good D-daddy you are, aah …”

These candles didn’t just have a soothing effect, but an aphrodisiac one as well; you couldn’t control your body as your mind was completely dazed. The only thing that was important right now – his heated tongue fucking you from below.

Your climax washed over you like a fucking tsunami, forcing your toes to curl almost painfully as your whole body rocked erratically, but it only caused him to slurp at your cunt even more eagerly, Patrick was shaking his head to rub his nose against your pulsating, swollen tip.

"Mmm-mhh, Pat-" You froze in a silent shriek, squeezing his head between your legs and rubbing against his face to prolong your fierce orgasm, fearing you might even break his nose if your humping became too intense.

But Bateman only moaned against your lower lips, drinking in all of your delicious wetness, clinging to your pussy so tightly you thought he wouldn't ever let you go.

Nearly sobbing, you got up from his abused face, leaving him completely breathless but satisfied, as Patrick couldn't stop smiling smugly, looking at you from under his eyelashes … God, his completely dazed look nearly made you cum again.

Sudden exhaustion hit you hard, but you wanted to continue this spicy game as you didn't know when you would have another chance to control this delicious man.

“Uh, Jesus …” Bateman muffled, fidgeting beneath you from uncomfortableness. “I think I can do it forever, your luscious pussy tastes so amazing.”

You just grinned in response, bending down to his face and pressing him against your boobs, rubbing them against him.  Almost immediately Patrick started to wiggle his head, trying to catch one of your taut nipples, but you didn't let him as you watched him stretch his neck as far as it would go.

“My pussy was not enough? Such a starved, needy boy.”

“I’ll never get enough of you, baby.” He licked his lips briefly, his eyes were fixated on your hard peaks, and his chin was so fucking sleek, it was literally glistering like it was oiled. “Never …”

"Oh, is that so?" You let him take one of your nipples and he moaned in pleasure, sucking it like a baby, causing your throat to tighten with a loud whimper.

“Mmm, yes …” He was literally wild, consuming your hot flesh with a squelching sound and making your legs shake again. Panting, you turn around to wrap your hand around his already hard cock, and it seemed like he hadn't cum at all.

"You want me to fuck you, Daddy? So you can cream my little hole?" You provoked him by pulling away from his face.

Tightening his hands, Patrick pulled desperately at the handcuffs, but he was already too tired to wrestle, so he just pushed his hips up against yours, making his answer pretty clear. "Do whatever you want with me, Cupcake."

His voice was all that mattered to you at that moment as you suddenly pressed your lips to his, feeling the cocktail of different liquids on them and kissing him harder than you had planned, but he answered with no less effort. And then you stuck out your tongue, and without a word, Bateman took it into his mouth and sucked it obediently.

"You're such a good Daddy, so good." You stroked his cheek before turning around and bending over so he could see your pretty butt and pussy. "You always take good care of me ... and now I'm going to take care of you."

Grinning, you looked at him from behind, his thick dick buried in your overstimulated womb. Fuck, his was so big, every time you had sex you had to adjust to its size, but today you couldn't wait to embrace the feeling of being so full. So you took him as far as you could, spreading your legs to give him a proper look at how your feverish pussy struggled to encircle his beefy girth.

“Aaah, Daddy … mmm, it feels so good!”

“Mmm, fuck … oh shit, babe, your pussy clenching around me so tightly, aah-fuck,” Patrick moaned even louder than you, watching his dick slipping in and out of your moist cunt with wet shameless sounds as you were bounsing on his hips, with your back to his face. 

The friction was too intense. You doubted you could last long, even without stimulating your clit, just hearing his loud whimpers was enough to make your next orgasm settle in your womb. Mewling, you had to bend over and hold on to his ankles for support as you rode him really hard, almost rough, not to mention his thrusting firm hips that he couldn't use at full power since he was cuffed, but he couldn't just lie still.

"Ahh, Pat-Patrick ... I love the sounds you are making! Moan louder!" you blurted out, feeling yourself almost numb and fucking him deeper; you could feel every vein on his huge cock twitching in ecstasy.

"(Y/N), you will be ... the fucking death of me, oh GOD." He wanted to slap your ass, he wanted to squeeze your fucking neck and make you choke, but instead he was watching you bob up and down on his creamy cock. "Mmmhm-fuck, yes ... encase my dick with your pussy, fuck yes ..."

Those were the last words you heard as you pressed against the spot between his spread legs, shaking so badly you couldn't even utter a sound, your saliva running down your chin as your inner walls continued to spasm. With all the strength you had left, you continued to impale yourself on his cock, and the next second you felt him pumping you with his hot cum, making you so fucking full that it even poured out of your pussy and floated down his dick and his used balls.

A white veil soon covered your vision and you couldn't even remember if you had released Patrick or not, along with the things that happened next, as a feeling of total insanity took all your thoughts away. It consumed you like a tornado, leaving nothing but the nasty sounds of your bodies slapping against each other and your pitiful high-pitched cries as you seemed to accept your fate and let the beast tear you apart.

There could be no mercy, when it came to Patrick Bateman.

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[still-not-over-transformers]

Hellooo!! I was wondering if you could do a poly! Optimus Prime x Fem! Human! Reader x poly! Megatron where the reader has ADHD thankss♡♡

I hope I respectfully honored your request. And I hope you enjoyed my work. Since no continuity was specified, I'm making it open to individual interpretation :3

Under Pressure

Optimus x Megatron x Female Human Reader POLY

Word Count: 900

Warnings: None

It had been a rather stressful day for (Y/N). At work, your boss had unexpectedly sprung a group presentation project that he had assigned you to without consulting you. To make matters worse, there was a very tight timeline the project had to be completed by, on top of the other work projects you already had on your desk. It honestly felt like your boss wanted to watch you have a mental breakdown. After this bombshell, you spent the rest of your shift struggling to come up with any ideas for your portion of the project, and you felt a migraine creep up as you struggled to focus. After feeling burnt out mentally, you clocked out at the end of your long shift and couldn’t leave your workplace faster. 

As you stepped into the employee parking lot, a familiar semi-truck was waiting for you in the guest-parking section. You stepped onto the bar side step and climbed your way inside of the cab, quietly sitting in the passenger-side seat. After a few seconds of silence, Optimus spoke up “How was work today?” You paused a moment before responding hesitantly, “It… could’ve been a better shift.” Optimus was concerned by your response, but he could tell (Y/N) probably didn’t want to share details quite yet, so he wouldn’t press the issue for now. “I see. Would you like to listen to music on the drive home? You can choose whatever station you prefer,” his tone was gentle as he concealed his growing worry. You leaned towards the center console and tuned the radio to your favorite station, hoping the music would ease some of your stress, “Thanks, Optimus.” 

The rest of the drive was marked by silence as neither (Y/N) nor Optimus said a word. Eventually, Optimus would pull into a small and secluded base before coming to a stop. The passenger-side door opened, and as you began to climb down from the cab Optimus couldn’t help but speak. “(Y/N), if there’s anything ever on your mind, know I am always ready to lend an audio receptor,��� he spoke softly, as if afraid he might scare you off. You paused for a moment before smiling quaintly, “Again, thank you Optimus but I’m okay, I promise you.” You stepped off of the cab and headed inside the base. Shortly afterwards, Optimus transformed out of his alt mode and slowly followed after you, being unable to shake the feeling you were ‘not’ actually okay. 

You made your way inside the base, you typed a code into the private quarters you shared with Optimus and Megatron. The doors opened for you, and you immediately went towards a large couch and collapsed on the thick cushions. As you attempt to calm your mind, a large servo gently presses on your shoulder. As you glance up you see none other than Megatron looking down upon you with a coy smile, “If it isn’t my stunning rose, beautiful as her thorns are sharp. How was your day?” Despite the pressure and stress you felt, Megatron’s cute pet names for you never ceased to make you blush. “Today was— it… honestly was terrible” you frowned, unable to fake how you truly felt. 

Hearing this, Megatron’s smile slowly faded and he knelt down before you, his gaze locked onto yours. “Did someone harm you? If so, they will surely pay for offending my rose…” His ruby optics narrowed and burned with anger. Not wanting any more stress, you quickly grasped his servo, “No, no— Please just… Don’t.” Megatron paused at your words and relaxed his frame, albeit confused. At this moment, Optimus made his way into your shared chambers, carrying a human-sized mug of tea in his servos on a tiny, human-sized tray and drawing Megatron’s attention. “I didn’t mean to bother you, (Y/N), but I could tell on our drive here that you were distressed, so I thought some tea might help,” he spoke softly as he handed the mug to (Y/N). 

You smiled up at Optimus as you took the mug of tea, wondering as to how he managed to prepare a human-sized portion of tea in a human-sized mug, “You’re too sweet… Both of you.” As you glanced at both Megatron and Optimus, they sat on either side of you on the massive Cybertronian-sized couch that had been custom-made. Megatron fluffed up a human-sized pillow you had purchased and laid it against your back before softly wrapping a servo around your right shoulder, “We are here to listen to you, (Y/N). And decimate your manager if you permit us to.” Optimus briefly shot dagger at Megatron, clearly disagreeing with any form of unnecessary violence as usual. “I’m certain Megatron means to state that both of us are here to support you and comfort you in whatever way you require. And that you should know you are the most valuable, talented, capable, and beautiful being in the entire universe.” Optimus wrapped his servo around your left shoulder and leaned closer to you, his signature soft smile across his faceplate as he gazed down at you. 

Despite the pressure and stress of the day, you could find some respite and comfort in the arms of lovers. And certainly, they would be more than willing to assist you in relieving your workplace endeavors….

- Thank You, I hope you enjoyed this fluff :3

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[kiibichio]

PLAY DATE 2. 𐙚 ❤︎ M. STURNIOLO

OVERVIEW ;; you and matt get into a heated argument over your ‘friends with benefits’ deal, how will it end ?? (good ending i promise)

CONTAINS ;; angst, fluff, good ending !! (that’s it?)

momo speaks ;; PART TWO OF THISSS. this was so fun to writeee. I HOPE U GUYS REALLY LIKED IT BC I WORKED HARDD MAN I WAS BREAKING A SWEAT OVER HERE (but kinda rushed). enjoy !! (PART ONE HERE <33)

date published ;; 02.20.24

not proofread !!

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6:49 pm.

“are you serious? you just told me you ‘missed me so much’, but you’re letting me leave just like that? am i just some sort of play date to you?” i ask, sitting up. anger, sadness and confusion written all over my face.

maybe i shouldn’t have said that.

matt goes silent for a while, then speaks up.

“you do realize that when we started this we both mutually agreed to have no feelings right?” he says, trying to keep his cool

“well- i mean yeah, but-” i try to speak

“then what makes you think i want to be something more?” he cuts me off. he stands up and starts to get dressed.

“matt. good fucking god, i mean you just have sex with me that damn near kick me out?”

tears start filling my eyes. shit.

“yeah!” he exclaims sarcastically “i do because when we established this, i told you i didnt want a fucking relationship. we’re just friends that just so happen to fuck.” matt raises his voice at me.

then the water works break. goddammit.

i wipe my eyes before speaking up, “okay then… if that’s how you want it to be, then we can end this shit right fucking now. im not gonna allow myself to be used like some damn sex toy.”

“wait.. y/n- c’mon i didn’t mean it like that.” matt tries to explain, regretting what he had just said.

“oh no. i fully understand what you meant,” i reply, now getting dressed.

“fuck..” he mumbles under his breath, but still loud enough for me to hear.

“that’s all you have to say?” i stand up after putting my shoes on, crossing my arms in front of the bedroom door.

matt goes silent.

“oh, what? we’re mute now? real cute.” i ask sarcastically before storming out the room. he follows behind me, trying to explain himself with ‘y/n this!’ and ‘y/n that!’ but i easily tune him out.

as i reach the front door, it starts to open.

it’s just chris and nick, i give a small wave and quickly pass by them and start walking to my house.

ill be damned if i ever let somebody treat me like this shit again.

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an hour later, i get a knock on my door. dear lord, who is it now? i walk over to the front door and open it.

matt’s on the other side.

“hey.. forgot your phone…” he says sheepishly, handing it over to me.

“mhm. thanks.” i answer. i start to close the door before he pushes it open again.

“can i… come in?” he asks

“why? so you can screw me over again? no thanks.”

“y/n. im serious. please?”

i can tell he’s serious, but im still hesitant.

i sigh and open the door wider to let him enter.

he makes his way to the couch, while i lock the door and follow behind him, but sitting on the opposite side of him.

there’s a few moments of uncomfortable silence.

“just gonna sit there?”

he lets out a deep breath, “listen, i’m sorry for yelling at you earlier. i didn’t take your feelings into consideration and i clearly wasn’t thinking in that moment.” matt explains sincerely.

“i accept your apology. and i understand, but now that my secrets out, we cant keep doing this. it’s just- not.. right.” i shake my head

“that’s another thing i wanted to talk about. it’s not that i don’t like you.. i do- it’s just…” he sighs

“what, matt? you can talk to me. we’re still friends.” i speak. i move closer to him and put my hand on top of his.

“ive been extremely busy lately. flying back and forth, videos, podcasts, everything. its just a lot to handle and im not sure im ready for commitment. so its not a no.. its just a ‘not now.’” he looks at me.

after he said that, i felt like a weight lifted off my shoulders. i needed that sense of reassurance. but now i feel like the asshole. i should’ve thought about him too.

“that’s perfectly fine, matt. i can handle that.” i start to smile, “ill wait for you, matt. take as much time as you need.”

he hugs me and i can feel his face growing into a soft smile against my shoulder.

“thank you, y/n.”

4 months later ;;

“matt! baby, i missed you so much!!” i say, leaping in his arms as he walks out into the airport parking lot towards my car. i attack him with kisses all over his face and hug him just a bit too tight.

“too tight, my love.” he says almost out of breath.

“it’s not my fault, this is the first time you’ve ever left me like this! i just really, really missed you.” i exclaim, letting go of him.

“you’re so extra.” he chuckles

okay that first part was a partial lie, but it really is the first time he’s gone back to boston without his girlfriend of 2 months!

“can you two get a room? good fucking god.” nick says disgusted, chris nodding his head and agreeing with his brother.

me and matt both shoot them the middle finger and continue walking to the car.

he grabs my hand, “i missed you too, though baby. i was thinking about you the whole time. and…” he continues to tell me how much he had missed me and loves me.

best boyfriend ever.

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momo speaks (again) ;; ugh this was really rushed im sorry if it sucks 😭😭 BUT I GOT IT DONE. love you guys <3 hope you enjoyed !! TOODLES xx

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[nfr-girly]

Little Hope - Bradley Bradshaw x reader (Part 3)

a/n: this one’s a little longer, not sure wether to make part 4 the last part or part 5, but hope you like it! x

part 1 part 2

Hope had settled in nicely to pre-school. She had made a good amount of friends and Bradley’s nerves were completely gone upon seeing how happy she was.

Every now and then Bradley and Y/N would talk, usually either about Hope, or the Navy. Bradley cherished the few minutes they spent talking, as he knew he would never be able to go any further with them.

Y/N knew it was unprofessional to have a crush on a parent, she had tried to get over her little crush on him, but every time he walked in she could feel herself fall even more.

Your POV

As im sorting out my classroom, a few of my students, including Hope, colour as they wait for their parents. Today Hopes uncle, technically family friend, is picking her up today. So I didn’t glam up as much as I usually did..

“Mavvy!! Hope runs up to the man, who I assume is Maverick, and hugs him.

“Hey kiddo!! Listen you and me have got a fun day planned, me and Penny are gonna get you some ice cream, then we’ll take you to the beach. That sound good?”

“uhuh” she nodded

I walk over to maverick and shake his hand

“Hi I’m Hopes teacher, you must be Maverick?”

“Yeah well my real names Pete but thats my call sign, everyone calls me it. Nice to meet you” he says shaking my hand back.

“I’ll just go grab Hopes things for you!” I walk over to Hopes peg, before I hear some whispering

“Hey kid, is she the one your dad’s always talking about?”

I pause in my steps. The one your dads always talking about? He wasn’t talking about me? Right?

“Yep, daddy was right Miss L/N is very pretty. I think he has a crush on her.” Hope whispers that last part a lot quieter, but I still hear it.

“Well I think you need to start playing Cupid”

Hope gasps in excitement. Redness fills my cheeks as I try to comprehend the conversation I unintentionally eavesdropped in.

I realise I’ve been stood at the peg for way too long, and quickly grab her things and walk over.

“Here’s hopes things, are you doing anything nice this weekend?” I bend down to hopes height so she doesn’t have to look up.

“Yep, my dad and uncle mavvy are taking me to the beach, they’re going to play football.”

“Well that sounds like a lot of fun!”

“You know Y/N if you’d like you can come to watch! It’s mostly boys but there is a woman named natasha. I’m sure you guys would get along.”

“Yes please miss L/N please come!!” Hope jumps up and down in excitement

I pick myself back up and think. Would it be weird to go? I am Hopes teacher after all. But I suppose I couldn’t miss out on such a generous invitation.

“Okay sure! Which area of the beach is it? I’ll get an uber there” I ask

“Oh no we can pick you up. What’s your address?”

I gave him my address and we specified I meet them outside my apartment at 9.

“Thanks so much again for the invitation. I’ll see you then. Bye hope!” I wave at them as they walk towards their car. Did I make a mistake? Probably. Did I care? No.

The next day: Saturday

I’m deciding what to wear to the beach. I can’t put on much revealing. Hopes gonna be there, so will Bradley. I decide to go with shorts, and a short sleeve top.

I get a text from maverick that they’re outside. I can only assume Bradley’s there in the car with them. God what is he doesn’t know I’m coming? He’ll be so weirded out by me. What am I doing??

Bradley’s POV

Maverick comes to a stop next to an apartment building, I furrow my eyebrows in confusion.

“Hey why are we stopping?”

“To pick up miss L/N” Hope yells out before Pete can get a word in. But my heart stops.

What did she mean we’re here to pick up Y/N?

“Wait what? Pete what’s she talking about?” I started to get annoyed, but also worried. Pete knew about my stupid crush on Y/N. I didn’t think he’d do something about it though.

“Listen, you and me both know you aren’t gonna do shit about your feelings for that girl. So me and Hope decided to invite her to the game. She’s only watching and on the plus side she could watch Hope.”

“What and you didn’t even ask me first?” I ask, starting to get frustrated

“You can act mad, but are you gonna pretend that you aren’t thrilled about actually being able to talk to her for more than 5 seconds?”

Despite my frustration. That shut me up quick.

“She’s here!!” I hear Hope squeal out. I turn my head to the right and see her. Oh my god..

“I’ll go help her with her bags” Pete says before getting out.

I would protest to do it myself, but I’m caught in a trance and I can’t get out. Was it possible for any woman to be that beautiful?

She had decided to wear shorts with a top. Did she know how cute she looked? I snap out of my trance when I realise she has just gotten into the car.

I turn my head to look at her and she looked at me. No words were spoke yet we said so much. She smiled at me before smiling at hope

“Hello Hope how are you doing?” She asked

“I’m okay, you look really pretty miss L/N”

“Aw thank you very much, you look pretty too, I love your bow”

Hope giggled and y/n smiled and then turned to me

“Hey Bradley, how are you?” She asked

I take a moment to conjure up my thoughts, not processing what she had just asked me, being too fixated on her

“Oh uh- yeah sorry I’m great thanks, y-you look great by the way” I immediately regret asking that and internally slapped myself

Her cheeks go red for a moment before responding

“Oh- thank you um, you don’t look too bad yourself” she smiles, suddenly becoming shy

“Okay we ready to hit the road?” Pete asks putting his seatbelt on

We all nod and he starts driving. God. What am I going to do?

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[softxsuki]

STRONG ENOUGH--Mikey Sano (WRITTEN BY 🕰️ ANON, NOT ME)

Pairing: Mikey x Fem!Reader

Warnings: mentions of guys ganging up on a woman, fighting, feelings of fear

Genre: Fluff

Post-Type: Oneshot

Word Count: 1.3k (almost 1.4k)

Summary: In which after training you to fight a little, Mikey walks you home, but you run into a little trouble after stopping somewhere quickly and waiting for Mikey to get back (it turns out to not be so troublesome though)

[A/N: This piece is written by one of my followers that she wanted me to post for her, so I hope you guys enjoy it as much as I did! This is written by my 🕰️anon! So again, I did NOT write this. ]

*****note N/N means nickname*****

  “Make sure your foot is aimed a little higher. See, like this.”

  You felt slightly anxious as Mikey kicked the air, his feet making a clean one-eighty degree. Did he think you could do that on your first day practicing with him?

  Mikey turned to look at you and gestured for you to copy what he just did. You groaned internally, regretting the fact that you didn’t listen to Draken and Mitsuya’s warnings to not ask Mikey to teach you self-defense. 

  “Um…’Jiro?”

  “Yeah?”

“Maybe let’s leave the hard stuff for later, please?” you asked, practically pleading with him to understand that you might just break your hip if you tried to pull what he just did.

  “But I could do this when I was in elementary school”, Mikey said, tilting his head to the side in confusion. 

  Of course he could! He’s the Invincible Mikey! You thought, cursing your luck. 

  Mikey wasn’t the best teacher when it came to fighting but he loved you and so, thankfully, he was as patient as he could be with you.

  After a lot of practicing, you could finally do a decent kick (though it was nowhere near as good as Mikey’s, of course).

  You spent the rest of the day talking with Mikey and Emma. Amidst the laughter and slight bickering between the siblings, you decided to head home as soon as you realized that it was getting dark.  Mikey noticed you looking outside and decided that he should walk you home.

  “Ah, (N/N), it’s getting dark. I can wa-"

  “Manjiro!! It’s getting dark! Can’t you walk your girlfriend home?!” Emma yelled at her brother who was looking flabbergasted at the fact that he lost the opportunity to be a good boyfriend. You laughed at their antics and just shrugged.

  “It’s alright. I can go home on my own- “

“Ah, great, now you’ve upset her '', Emma said, crossing her arms over her chest as she looked at Mikey disapprovingly. 

  Mikey just deadpanned at his sister before getting up and grabbing his jacket. “Come one, (N/N). Let’s get you home.”

You nodded before thanking Emma for her hospitality. Emma just smiled as she thought to herself how wonderful it would be to have someone as kind and sweet as you in the family.

  Both of you turned around quickly to see Mikey starting his motorcycle. Upon seeing the both of you staring at him, he thought he needed to clarify what he was doing.

  “Oh. I am dropping her off on the bike- “

  “Like heck you are!”

  You wouldn’t have minded it one bit but Emma didn’t like the fact that neither of you would be riding with helmets.

  “AH! You are turning into Ken-chin…”, Mikey said, causing Emma to blush as he mentioned Draken. You smiled knowingly at her which caused her to turn even more red. 

  “Oh, fine! I’m going inside!”

  The both of you watched as Emma went back inside the very beautiful house that the Sanos lived in. Mikey sighed and scratched the back of his head as he hopped off the bike. “The last thing I need is more nagging once I come back… you don’t mind walking, (N/N)?”

  “Nope!”, you said. You walked towards where Mikey was standing and took his hand in yours, causing his face to flush pink. Chuckling slightly at how adorable he looked, you both began walking back to your home. 

  Winter was soon coming and the air had a chill to it. You felt a sneeze come along and you tried your best to stifle it. Mikey saw you desperately trying not to look like you were cold and tried not to laugh at your actions. He was still in his Toman uniform after a meeting and remembering something Chifuyu taught him, he took off his jacket and placed it around your shoulders.

  He smiled in relief as he saw you fit your arms into the sleeves. You sighed as you felt the warmth now surrounding you. Though you were thankful, Mikey didn’t have another jacket and his shirt was just a thin cotton one. 

  “Wait, ‘Jiro, aren’t you cold?”

  Yes, yes he was, Desperately. He hoped you wouldn’t want to keep the jacket once you reached home. 

  “No”, he said, moments before he let out a big sneeze. You started laughing before starting to remove the jacket. But Mikey stopped you as he rubbed his nose. 

  “Keep it on. Ken-chin’s place is nearby. I’ll borrow a jacket from him.”

  As you tried to imagine Mikey wearing Draken’s jacket, you felt Mikey take your hand in his again, making you feel happy. Mikey, noticing your smile, felt even happier. 

  Soon, the both of you reached the brothel where Draken lived. You didn’t feel like going up there, so you chose to stay down while Mikey went up to see Draken. 

The minutes seemed to be passing by peacefully as you watched the slow moving traffic in front of you. But it was only a moment before some guy and his friends started to hit on you.

  “Oh, come on, darling. Just come with us, we’ll be nice”, one of them yelled, as the others chortled in response. You hated feeling this uncomfortable. As you thought of what you could do, you remembered what Mikey taught you.

  “You’ll feel scared when you think you aren’t strong enough to beat them. You don’t have to be physically stronger than them though- just make sure to show them who’s boss.”

  “So, what do you say, doll?” sneered the one who was speaking earlier. 

  “No”, you said firmly. 

“No?”, the guy repeated in disbelief, “I don’t think so, missy.”

  You panicked as you realized he was coming towards you. He grabbed your arm quickly and you tensed up not knowing what to do. Everything you learnt was disappearing from your head-

  “Remember to position your foot correctly. Then you can land the strongest kick.”

  There were no thoughts put into your actions as your instincts took over. Quickly raising your foot as high as you could, you land a hard kick right at his groin.

  The man let go of you and whimpered as he fell to the ground, his arms clutching where you had just kicked him with full force.

  “H-Hey…dude. Isn’t that a Toman uniform she’s wearing? Is she…is she from Toman!?”, someone from their group screamed and suddenly all the men who had gathered there ran away (one of them dragged away the guy who was on the floor).

  Your breaths were labored as you watched them scurry away from you. Your face felt warm and your body was still shivering from the sudden movement and from how scary the situation was. 

  You almost cried in relief when Mikey came out wearing a jacket that looked five sizes too big for him.

  “Manjiro!”

  His eyes widened at your disheveled state. “(Y/N)?”

  He quickly walked up to where you were standing and wrapped his arms around you. He didn’t know what had happened after he had left but he knew he needed to be there for you right now.

  “I was so scared, ‘Jiro… “

“(N/N)...what happened?”

  You told him everything that had happened and you saw his face turn angry for a second before he started laughing when you told him about how you kicked the guy right where the sun doesn’t shine. 

  “And then they all ran away after seeing the jacket cause they thought I was in Toman!”

  Mikey was chuckling even as placed a small kiss on your head. “I am sorry you had to go through that, love. But didn’t I tell you? You are strong enough to deal with anything.”

  You smiled at his words. Manjiro Sano believed in you. And slowly, you started to  believe in yourself as well.

  “And what on earth are you wearing?”

  “Um, Ken-chin’s jacket?”

  “You look like a toddler who went shopping in the adults section.”

  And that was why you had to deal with a pouty Mikey all the way to your house.

  You also shouldn’t have been surprised to see the same people who had tried to hit on you yesterday beaten up until they were black and blue. How Mikey knew it was them, we don’t know. He just does. He’s Manjiro Sano after all.

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Posted: 1/10/2023

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[natalias-wife]

𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐈 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞? 𝐏𝐭. 𝟐

Pairings: WandaNat x reader

Warnings: Angst, slight mention of abuse

Word count: 6k

Authors note: Surprise if you forgot about this. I’m so sorry for making you all wait this long. But here it finally is, I hope you guys like it. I don’t know how to feel about it, I feel like some parts are pretty shitty but I hope you guys do like it. The end is a little rushed but I hope it’s not too obvious. I also have no idea how to write a fighting scene with details

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Fury had called the two woman for a meeting. Apparently they are being sent on a no contact mission which always sucks since they hate being away from you without being able to talk to you. They’re not sure how long the mission will take since it’s one of those unpredictable ones. After the meeting they went to find you wanting to spend time with you since they had to leave the next day and they would miss you a lot. When they finally found you, you were sitting in the living room playing a game with Sam. “Detka can we talk to you?” Wanda asked which made you look up at them. You nodded and Sam paused the game. Following the two woman to your room you were a bit confused. You all sat down on your bed and you noticed that Wanda was fidgeting which made you grab her hands into yours. “What’s going on?” You were the first to break the silence and both woman looked at you. Sighing Nat decided to speak “We’re being sent on a no contact mission and we’re not sure for how long.” You let out a quiet ‘oh’ and your soft smile faltered slightly. “We wanted to spent time with you before we have to leave.” Wanda said which made you smile.

The three of you decided to just stay in bed today and spent the day watching movies with snacks while just cuddling. The day was full of laughter and just a lot of “I love you’s” and a lot of kisses. At midnight the three of you went up to the roof to stargaze since you loved talking about the galaxy and the constellations. When you see a constellation you explain to the girls what that one means and they listen closely smiling at how cute you are. The way your smile lights up when they ask you a question about it makes them fall for you even more if that’s even possible. When it was time to go to sleep you went to your room and cuddled with the two woman. They promised to wake you up when they have to leave so that you can say goodbye.

When you woke up before the two woman you decided to make them breakfast. When you finished you brought the breakfast back up to your room and woke them up. Nat was the first to wake up and looked at you with a soft smile then gave you a kiss before thanking you for the breakfast with another kiss. When Wanda woke up as well she also gave you a kiss just like Nat and thanked you for the breakfast with a big smile. While the three of you were eating breakfast you stole one of Nat’s eggs and one of Wanda’s toast. They both looked at you with a death stare and you looked at them with an innocent smile while taking a bite out of each of their stolen food. Nat and Wanda fought back by stealing your waffles and flipping you off. You jokingly pouted “you’re so mean to me.” You said while wiping away fake tears. They chuckled at your antics and both gave you a kiss on either one of your cheeks. “I love you both so much.” You said while looking at the two lovingly. “I love you both too. Im so glad to have you both.” Wanda said with a soft smile. “I love you both even more and I’m always going to love you. I am so lucky to have you both.” Nat said while fidgeting slightly. Having always been insecure about outing her feelings you and Wanda both got really emotional when she said that. You grabbed Nat’s right hand and Wanda her left hand and smiled at her in reassurance. You gave her a soft kiss and when you pulled away Wanda gave Nat a kiss as well. Sadly just then they were alerted to get ready since they’ll be leaving soon. You gave them both a kiss to let them get ready and headed to the hangar where the rest of the team would be to say goodbye as well. You greeted the guys and stood next to Steve. When both of the woman came into the hanger everyone walked up to them and said their goodbyes. You waited last and when it was finally your turn you gave them both a hug. “Я тебя люблю. (I love you)” You tried, but it sounded broken and you probably didn’t pronounce it right. That didn’t seem to matter though as both woman got a huge smile on their face and gave you a tight hug. “Я тоже тебя люблю. (I love you too)” both woman said at the same time. You didn’t understand what it meant, but guessed that they said something like ‘I love you too.’ or something close to that. They both gave you a deep kiss after each other and had tears in their eyes. Nat being better at hiding them, but you still noticed and smiled softly at them. “When did you learn that?” Wanda asked while stroking your face. You bit your lip before answering “I’ve been asking Yelena to teach me.” Nat smiled at her sister and looked at you adoringly. Sadly the moment was interrupted when both woman were told to get on the jet. You gave both woman one more long lasting kiss and a tight hug before waving goodbye to them. “I’ll miss you!” You shouted when the jet door was about to close. “We’ll miss you too!” Wanda shouted back and Nat shouted an agreement. When the jet left you walked up to the others “you guys are so affectionate it makes me want to throw up.” Yelena teased and you rolled your eyes playfully while giving her a light push.

//

Wanda and Nat were sitting in the jet while listening to their briefing. They’ll be hiding out in a hotel for a while and will have to keep watch on this abandoned building across of it. Apparently there’s been alerts of some weapons being sold to enemy organizations. When they arrived at the hotel they set up some equipment to make sure they can keep an eye on the building. “I’m going to get us some coffee.” Wanda said before leaning down to Nat who was sitting on a chair while watching the building and giving her a kiss. When she retuned she sat next to Natasha and gave her, her coffee. “Any movement?” Wanda asked after grabbing some binoculars. Nat shook her head and responded with ‘nothing so far’.

//

When a few hours had passed and nothing changed the two woman decided to take a few hours each of keeping an eye on the building. When one of them gets too tired they can wake the other to switch in for them. Wanda being the first to go to sleep since Nat is more used to staying awake than she is.

This would go on for weeks since there really wasn’t any movement until 3 and a half weeks later when Wanda was keeping watch while Nat was sleeping. When she saw someone entering the building with a suitcase and some other people following behind she immediately decided to wake up Nat. Shaking the redhead awake the woman quickly woke up and asked her what was going on. “Someone just entered the building.” She answered. The two woman geared up and walked over to the abandoned building across the street. Finding a ventilation system where they could fit in they entered the building through there. There was a group of men and they all stood around a table looking at what seemed to be blueprints of some kind. They couldn’t quite see what it was, although they could hear what the men were saying.

“We got the elements you asked us to get and we’ve started working on creating the weapon, but it’s going to take a while before it’s ready. Hopefully it’ll be finished by the end of the month, but we can’t say so with certainty.” One of the men who seemed to be around 5’11 and had black hair and a small beard was the first to speak and mostly explained this to who is probably their leader. The man with grey hair and a grey beard sighed heavily and ran his hand through his hair. He threw a chair across the room and started shouting “It was supposed to be ready weeks ago! I gave you one job. You had around a year to get this ready! We’ve been working on this for years now and yet it still isn’t ready.”

“Excuse me sir, but this isn’t something we can rush. We’ve never made anything like this.” One of the younger men tried to reason but their assumed leader sarcastically laughed and smashed his fist on the table “If this isn’t done by the end of the month I will make sure none of you will ever see the light of day ever again understood?”. They all let out a ‘yes sir!’ and left the building. When their leader left as well Wanda and Natasha went back to the hotel. They had taken some pictures of the blueprints and also recorded the conversations. They send the evidence to Fury and waited for a response and orders from their boss.

//

The two woman walked into the facility not worrying about anyone recognizing them since they had masks on. They entered what seemed to be a type of hangar with a huge weapon in the middle of it. They walked up to it and looked around but didn’t see anyone so Natasha put a usb in the computer connected to the weapon. “Did you get the info?” She asked into her comms and got a simple yes back from Tony. Tony was working on getting all the info that he can on the weapon and finding a way to destroying it. When he finished transferring the data and also downloading a virus onto the weapons system he told the two woman he was finished and turned off his comms. Natasha took the usb out and they left the room.

While walking down the halls the alarm started blaring and a group of guarded men came charging towards them. When they realized the men were after them they started fighting back Wanda using her powers mostly and Natasha using her widow bites and hand to hand combat. When even more men came barging in from both sides they looked at each other. Then they put their hands up and placed their weapons on the floor. A few man grabbed them by the arms and dragged them towards one of the rooms in the facility what seemed to be a conference room. In the middle of the room the same guy from the abandoned building was standing there. He motioned for them to sit down and so they did. Natasha glared at the man and asked what he wanted. He sat down and put his hands on the table and smirked at the woman.

“Well why don’t we start off with some introductions no? My name is Philip y/l/n. Does that name sound familiar?” He asked the last part with a teasing tone. Wanda made eye contact with Nat and noticed her gaze falter slightly. “You see your dear y/n is my daughter and what I want well…. I want for her to suffer the way she made me suffer. I want her to know what it’s like to have her heartbroken. She deserves it.” His tone was venomous. “What I want is for you to break her little heart. Make it painful too. Not just a simple breakup…. no that may hurt, but it doesn’t hurt enough. What I want is for you to make her think she doesn’t deserve to be loved, because well she doesn’t. I want you to ignore her existence as if she’s a ghost. I want her to feel like you never cared for her.”

Wanda and Natasha looked at each other and scoffed at the man. “You actually think we’d hurt her? You’re crazy if you believe we’d do anything like that.” Wanda was the first to speak out about it. “Look old man whatever your problems are with her you better stay the hell away from her. We’re never going to hurt her and if you believe we are than you’re even stupider than you look.” Natasha followed.

The man just smirked and motioned for some guys to hand him some stuff. “I think this will change your mind.” He said as he threw a file on the table. Opening it in front of the two woman they looked at the inside. There being pictures of you and of you and the two woman as well as pictures of you with the others from the team.

“So you’ve been watching her like a creep that doesn’t change anything.” Natasha spoke.

“Doesn’t it though? You see I’ve been watching her even in public while she was on a date with you and you never noticed.” He threw some more pictures on the table of the three of them outside of the compound. He then also turned on this monitor and showed them a video of you and the two woman on a walk at the beach. Their third date with you.. Then it switched to the three of you at a fair. That was on Wanda’s birthday a few years ago. You decided to take the woman to a fair since they’d never been before and you wanted to show them what it’s like. Then it switched to one of Tony’s infamous party’s. It kept going through some videos of them with you and of you at the tower. Then it switched to a live video and both woman tensed. There was a red dot aimed right at you and you didn’t realize. You were sitting by the kitchen just eating your lunch and there was a sniper aimed at you. Wanda’s heart dropped and she’s sure the same happened to Nat as she looked at the other woman.

“Changed your mind?” Your father asked with a teasing voice. “As you can see if you don’t well… bye bye y/n.” Natasha clenched her jaw and glared at the man. ‘I’m gonna kill him.’ Wanda could hear Nat’s thoughts and honestly hers weren’t any different. Although killing him wouldn’t change the fact that he still has someone ready to kill you right now. If they killed him then they kill you too and that’s not worth it. “We’ll do whatever you want just-“ Wanda swallowed the lump in her throat before continuing, “Just please don’t hurt her.” Her voice cracked and Natasha grabbed her hand squeezing it slightly. ‘We’ll figure something out.’ she heard Nat whisper to her. She gave her a nod back and held back her tears. “Good. So let’s go over what you’re going to do one more time.” Your father started explaining his plan to them and they have no choice but to cooperate… they couldn’t lose you..

//

When the two woman walked into the compound and saw you sitting there waiting for them they felt their hearts drop. Yet they had to keep the plan up or they’d lose you forever. So that’s what they did. They walked straight past you and went to Wanda’s old room. When they entered the room Wanda burst into tears and Natasha comforted her lover as best as she could while her own heart was hurting too.

The next morning the two woman entered the living room and sat with the guys. They started telling the guys about their missions, although they kept out the parts that could compromise everything. When you entered the room they tried to focus on their conversation of the guys and not you. Although once you sat down and your thoughts started becoming louder Wanda couldn’t help, but hear them. When she heard you thinking about them and questioning your relationship and what you did wrong she felt her heart break even more and wanting nothing more than to just walk up to you and apologize. She sighed and turned her attention back to the guys. After breakfast Wanda and Nat went back to their room and Wanda started pacing around. “I don’t know if I can do this Nat.” She announced before Nat wrapped her arms around her and pulled her into a hug. “I don’t think I can either. But it’s worth it if it means she’ll be safe.” Nat tried to help Wanda calm down, although it unfortunately wasn’t working.

Every moment they were in the same room as you felt like torture. They wanted nothing more than to run into your arms. But they couldn’t.. not until they figured out a way to stop your father. As the weeks passed they felt even worse for having to hurt you. They always try to remind themselves that it’s for the best, that they’re saving you by doing this. But it doesn’t do anything to comfort them.

//

It was your birthday today. Natasha and Wanda laid in bed together, both of them staring up at the ceiling with blank looks. They were lost in thought, thinking about what it’d be like if they were with you right now. Celebrating your birthday with you. The guys asked them to come congratulate you with them, but they knew they couldn’t so they declined. They made up an excuse by saying they had other plans and couldn’t be there. Although Steve could tell that was a lie, he didn’t question it further.

//

It’s been over a year since they started avoiding you. They’re still looking for your father and thinking of a plan to stop him, but they haven’t made a lot of progress. “The guys a ghost.” Tony told them before continuing, “I can’t find anything about him.”

This made Natasha and Wanda look at each other with a saddened look. They’d told Tony the truth about what happened and asked him if he could help find information about the guy. They thought that with all his tech it could’ve helped them out a lot. But unfortunately Tony hasn’t found anything yet and it’s been months since he started looking.

Before either Natasha or Wanda could respond the team was called in for training. The two of them along with Tony went to the training room. Everyone from the team stood in a line and Fury stood across from them.

“I’m going to be assigning you guys into pairs for sparring. You’ll stay with your partner for the next few weeks.” Fury stated as he glanced around at the team. “The pairs I chose are Thor and Steve, Sam and Bucky, Clint and Wanda, Bruce and Tony and finally Natasha and y/n.” Fury announced the pairs and Natasha looked at Wanda as soon as they heard she got paired with you. Then she looked over at you before looking back at Wanda who squeezes her hand reassuringly. As everyone started going over to their partners you went over to Fury and Natasha heard you asking him to switch partners which made her feel an ache in her heart. Unfortunately for you Fury declined so now you and Natasha were standing across from each other anyways.

You and Natasha both got into a fighting stance she could tell you were waiting for her to attack first but she didn’t move. She didn’t want to hurt you, which thinking about it is kind of ironic, since all she’s been doing for so long is hurt you. You finally made the first move and started attacking Natasha who was dodging every move you made, but she wasn’t fighting back. She could tell you were getting frustrated so she let you have an opening, although she later realized she probably shouldn’t have. You took the opening and being blinded by anger you hit her right in the face with full force. Natasha stumbled back from the force and held her nose which had started bleeding. She could see in your eyes that you felt incredibly guilty and she saw that you were ready to apologize when the rest of the team rushed to her side. Steve started yelling at you which made Natasha feel guilty. “I’m okay! I’m okay!” Natasha reassured the team before Wanda took her to the med-bay to check if her nose was broken.

“Are you okay?” Wanda asked Natasha after doctor Cho confirmed that her nose wasn’t broken. “Yeah I’m okay.” Natasha reassured her girlfriend and squeezes her hand.

The two woman went to sleep and while Natasha fell asleep, Wanda couldn’t. She felt pissed by you punching Natasha. She couldn’t help but feel like you did it on purpose to get back at them. So she got up quietly and moves down the hallway before she barged into your room. “Are you out of your fucking mind?! Huh? You’re lucky all you did Is give her a bruise and that nothing’s broken. You’re fucking pathetic you know that?” Wanda heard you scoff at her words which made her feel even angrier and tilt her head slightly. “You’re really so hurt by us breaking up with you that you decided to hit her huh? Instead of talking to us like a grown up. Grow the fuck up y/n!” You laughed sarcastically at her words. “You think that’s why I hit her? You’re really just so full of yourself aren’t you? Mhm? I’m sorry that I got pissed but you both know I have fucking anger issues. I’m sorry that I made a move I shouldn’t have made! But you’re fucking pathetic for thinking that this is all about us because frankly it’s not just about us! Talking to me about how I should grow the fuck up when you and Natasha should’ve talked to me instead of ignoring me like normal people do. Fuck you Wanda honestly go to hell. And get the fuck out.” Your words made her feel extremely guilty for yelling at you. She knew she was in the wrong. She went to speak but you yelled at her to get out so she did.

She left your room and went back to the med-bay, quietly getting back into bed next to Natasha. She couldn’t sleep though. Her mind kept replaying the argument she just had with you. She felt incredibly guilty and wanted to apologize to you.. but she knew that if she did, she’d also have to explain why they’d been avoiding you and she can’t do that without bringing you in danger. Just then the rest of the team, except for you, came walking into the med-bay. Wanda motioned for them to be quiet, not wanting them to wake Natasha up. She reassured the guys that she’s okay and they stayed for a little while longer before going back to their rooms. After the guys left Wanda burst down in tears. She leaned against Natasha who wrapped her arms around Wanda in her sleep and Wanda cried in her chest. Eventually Wanda fell asleep with Natasha still holding her close.

//

When the two woman woke up and went downstairs to eat breakfast they noticed that the guys were panicking. “What’s wrong?” Natasha was the first to speak up. The guys all looked at them and stayed silent. Tony hesitated before speaking up, “Y/n’s gone.. Steve went to ask her to go on a run but she wasn’t in her room.. and her stuff is gone. She left a note for Fury..”

The two woman froze, not wanting to believe this was true. “What? What’d the note say?” Wanda was the one to speak up this time. “it just says not to come look for her.. and that she quits.” Tony handed the note to the two woman. “You can’t be serious.. this has to be a joke.” Natasha and Wanda were in disbelief. “Unfortunately it’s not.” Fury stated as he walked into the room. “She’s really gone.”

//

After finding out you left the two woman were even more pissed at your father. They knew it was their fault you left. Wanda told Natasha about the argument you had with her before you left and Natasha got mad at Wanda, but knew Wanda already felt guilty so she didn’t want to make it worse and reassured Wanda that everything will be okay. They’ve been spending every moment of their time tracking down your father, while also asking Tony to track you down, wanting to know if you were safe. They eventually found out you were in England and not long after they found your whereabouts, they found your father’s as well. “That can’t be right..” Wanda said looking at your fathers whereabouts. “Unfortunately it is..” Tony stated also not looking happy about it. Your father was in England.. just like you were. “And that’s not the worst part of this.. I found this.” He opened a video on the screen and turned it on. It showed your father, sitting across another men. “Good job tracking her down. I can’t believe I’m finally getting my revenge. I need you to get the guys together. Grab her when she’s off guard, don’t alert her. If you fuck this up. I will kill you.” Your father threatened. “Let’s go over the plan one last time. You will follow her and when you catch her off guard, you’ll sedate her with this,” he holds up a needle, “and then you’ll take her back here. Do you understand?” Your father questioned the men. “Yes boss. I understand.” The men assured his boss. “Good then go. I want her here before midnight.” Your father stated and after that the video ended.

“He’s going to kill her..” Wanda sounded panicked. “We don’t know that for sure.” Natasha tried to reassure Wanda, but she felt panicked herself. “Either way we have to stop him.” Tony chimed in and the two woman agreed. “We can take the quinjet.” The three of them rushed to the quinjet and Tony started the jet before starting to fly towards your location.

As soon as they landed they rushed into the apartment you’d been staying at but you were no where to be seen. Tony checked your current location and saw that you were in the warehouse your father is at as well. “We’re too late.. he’s already taken her.” Tony told the two woman. “We can still save her.” Natasha told them and the three of them got back in the quinjet before flying to the warehouse. As soon as they arrived the two woman rushed into the warehouse. Tony stayed on the ship and instructed them where to go through their comms. Eventually the two woman saw you tied to a chair with your father standing across from you. “She’s still unconscious.” Wanda whispered to Natasha who noticed that as well. They wanted to move towards you, but there were too many guarded men.

//

You were starting to wake up and as soon as you opened your eyes and adjusted to your surroundings your eyes fell on your father. “Dad?” Your voice cracked as you looked at the man who you thought was dead. You then realized you were tied up which made you frown.

“Hello Y/n.” Your father spoke to you and glared at you. “Surprised?” He asked with a slight smirk on his face. “Dad? W-what? I thought you were dead..” you were still in shock and confused as to why you were tied up. “Oh you must have so many questions.” He moved closer to you. “You see Y/n. I wasn’t there. I wasn’t there when hydra killed Elizabeth and Aiden. I wasn’t there when you got them killed.” He growled at the last part. “What?” You looked at him shocked that he’s blaming you. “I didn’t-“ you started but he interrupted you, “yes you did. You got them killed! It was all your fault! You lead them there! They were only after you, they didn’t have to get hurt!” Your father started shouting at you and you felt tears flow down your face. “No..” your voice cracked again, “I didn’t know Hydra was following me..”

“But they were. And I lost the love of my life thanks to you! And my son!” Your father moved even closer to you. “You’ll pay for it. You’ll pay for all of it.”

“It wasn’t my fault! They tried to save me.. I tried to stop them from doing so but they wouldn’t listen!” You tried to argue but he wasn’t listening.

He moves even closer to you and Wanda could tell he was ready to hit you so she used her powers to stop him. The two woman stepped into the room. “What-,” your father noticed the two woman, “get them!” He yelled at his men who aimed their weapons at the two woman but Wanda used her powers to make them drop their weapons. Natasha and Wanda started fighting the men until they were all unconscious. Then they turned to your father and Wanda tilted her head before pushing him against the wall with her powers. “We had a deal.” She growled and her eyes turned red. Natasha rushed over to you and started untying you. You stood up as soon as she fully untied you. Wanda pushed your father on the ground in front of you and Natasha.

Natasha grabbed the man by his collar. “You’re going to regret this.” She threatened the men. You looked at him still feeling shocked that your own father wanted to kill you. Wanda grabbed your hand and took you outside, back to the quinjet. She didn’t want you to see Natasha killing your father, since even though he’s a terrible person, he’s still your father. Tony stayed in the front of the quinjet even after Natasha entered the quinjet as well. You stayed in the back with the two woman before speaking up, “you said you made a deal.” You looked at Wanda and she looked back at you. “What’d you mean with that?” You asked her and you heard the two woman take deep breaths. “We never wanted to hurt you y/n.. that no contact mission we went on. It involved your father. We didn’t know he was your father until he told us. We were ready to kill him but before we could he told us that even if we did kill him, he had a shooter ready to kill you and even if he died the shooter would be alerted.. and he would’ve killed you. He wanted to make a deal with us.. that he wouldn’t kill you if we broke your heat.. in the way he asked us to.. we didn’t want to but we didn’t want you to die… so we agreed.” Natasha told you the truth and you were shocked. The two woman both started tearing up and you did too. “We’re sorry Y/n.. we’re so sorry.” Wanda’s voice cracked and you moved over to her before grabbing her hand and squeezing it reassuringly. “So you didn’t want to break up with me.. but if you didn’t he’d kill me?” You asked just for clarification and they both nodded. You pulled them both into a hug and reassured them that it was okay.

“How about we go back to the compound and we can talk more about this there?” You offered and they agreed. As soon as you got the compound, the three of you went to Wanda’s room and sat on her bed. “Do you still love me?” You asked the two woman and they both nodded. “We never stopped.” Wanda admitted honestly. “I still love you too.” You told the two who smiled at that. “I want to try this again. But this time it something like this ever happens again, please just talk to me. I get that it might be hard since you’re scared I’d get hurt, but there’s places in the compound where I can’t get shot from outside.” You looked at the two woman who agreed with your words. “Yeah I guess we never really thought about that.. we were just scared.” Natasha caressed your hand. “I know. I get it, I would’ve done the same if the roles were reversed. But I don’t want to lose you again. So do you want to get back together?” You wondered. “Of course we do.” Natasha and Wanda said in sync.

All you needed to hear was their confirmation before you kissed the two woman. “Good. Let’s forget about what happened and get back to normal.” The two woman agreed with your words and the three of you laid down on Wanda’s bed, cuddling with each other. You spend the rest of the night like that, soaking up in each others comfort.

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Six Sentence Sunday/Creative Proof of Life

Thanks for the tags, @alexalexinii, @shrekgogurt, and @that-disabled-princess!

This WIP post is basically a proof of life statement. I can't believe it's been over a month since I posted Chapter 1 of the Haunting of Simon Snow. I'm so overdue for chapter 2, BUT... instead I finished writing the rough draft. I've been attempting to outline, because when I rough a draft, I really rough it up. Ahem.

So I have been working on it, even if there is zero evidence on AO3 as of yet.

How about some sentences? I haven't sliced up chapters yet, so not sure if this is from chapter two or three, but here's a snippet of Simon on the phone with Penny expressing some smooshy sentiments:

I curl up on the couch a bit more, maneuvering myself so my wings aren’t crushed. “I went flying last night,” I confess then, in quiet tones. Like someone might hear me. “You— Oh, but… You can’t! What if someone sees you?” I can actually hear her biting her lip. She wants to spell my problems away, and she can’t. “But I can,” I say, smiling a bit more. “There’s no one around for acres. No one will even willingly drive here on account of the house being haunted. It’s empty. And I’m flying at night.” I say flying in the present tense and realize I fully intend to fly again tonight.

Penny huffs. Her specialty. “I don’t like it.” “I do,” I say easily, warming up to explaining, hoping she’ll understand. “It’s so freeing, Pen. Like the weight of the world can’t hold me down, anymore. I feel… It’s like… It’s like I’m closer to the stars. Like I’m close to stirring up the milky way.” I let out a sigh, my eyes closing as I drop my head back, indulging in that recent memory. “I don’t hate it as much, when I’m up there. You know?” There’s a few seconds of silence, and I open my eyes again. “Pen?” “Hate what?” she asks quietly.

(just in case you were worried I wouldn't be including angst...)

Bit more info on my progress (maybe some whinging) and tags and hellos below the cut!

Fun facts about my ineffecient writing process:

I spent more than one or two hours clearing asterisks from my rough draft this morning. (Because discord has trained me to do *this* when I write instead of this.) Because I'm trying to listen to my draft via screen readers, but it keeps sounding like "asterisk-impossible-star-fuck me" (that's my favorite one honestly, it's supposed to read "Impossible. Fuck me.") which is really annoying (more often than amusing). ANYWAY… what this has revealed to me is that I use "Fuck" a lot, as well as "So good." Ahem. Take from that what you will.

BTW, I'm sure there's an easier way to do that than manually. Please don't tell me for at least a few days, or I might lose it. I am but a mortal being, with a tattered heart and patience worn thin. (Or something.)

OKAY. It's been awhile since I did one of these posts. Time really flies. Gonna give this list my best shot, but as always, open to any who want to participate! (Also adding some new names in for the new year so this is sort of my "Gee I hope this is cool with you" super long tag list. If you'd rather not be tagged, just drop me a missive to that effect!)

@leithillustration @prettygoododds @rimeswithpurple @artsyunderstudy @blackberrysummerblog @hushed-chorus @nightimedreamersworld @best--dress @whatevertheweather @ileadacharmedlife @scribble-tier @imagineacoolusername @brilla-brilla-estrellita @alleycat0306 @angelsfalling16 @fatalfangirl @erzbethluna @tender-ministrations @anxious-m3ss @ebbpettier @bubble-gumhead @facewithoutheart @bazzybelle @theimpossibledemon @aristocratic-otter @mooncello @cutestkilla @annabellelux @ic3-que3n @j-nipper-95 @letraspal @messofthejess @onepintobean @palimpsessed @raenestee @supercutedinosaurs @theearlgreymage @thewholelemon @wellbelesbian @you-remind-me-of-the-babe @youarenevertooold @bookish-bogwitch @martsonmars @orange-peony @mostlymaudlin @stardustasincocaine @confused-bi-queer

Lastly, quick note/question. Tumblr seems to be remiss in informing me when I've been tagged in other posts. Is this a common issue?

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you probably won’t answer this and rightly so but idk what’s wrong or holding me back cause i always get symptoms, i know the next thing is for me to enter and i don’t. I obviously won’t be giving up but i see such great success stories (mostly your anons) about how they persisted and entered and i continue to persist but it doesn’t happen and idk why. I have worked out my doubts and fears and i genuinely know nothing is holding me back.

I am not dwelling in this negativity of me not entering but i guess the reason why i am sending this to you is because i want to know if i’m missing something? i promise you i’m good (no negative self talk) i worked so hard to be at this stage, but just confused about what’s not clicking

Here’s what i do:

relax my bod, stay still

listen to a sub while taking deep breaths, i affirm

i try to keep my mind focused on just the affirmations and breathing

i get symptoms

i know, i really believe i’ll tap in and continue to do what i’m doing

but i don’t enter

(i try to do the theta method where i visualise myself in water and space but can’t continue to do it for long because it does the opposite of relax for me?)

if you end up answering, i appreciate it a lot! thank you maya!! hope you’re having a good day!

Hi love! I get a lot of asks like this or very similar ones, and I really can't tell you what you are supposedly doing right or wrong because I’m not there, and I’m not you. And to be real, you might not even be doing anything wrong in the first place.

From what you've shared, it sounds like you're already doing a lot of things right. You're listening to subs, focusing on your affirmations and breathing, and you've even attempted the theta method (though I understand if it doesn't work for everyone).

I’m sure you already know if you’re this far, but the law always emphasizes the importance of feeling natural about your desired state. If you're constantly aware that you're trying to manifest something, it might create a sense of separation between you and your desired state. Instead, try to assume a state of already having what you want. Feel it to be natural. Live in the end. That’s what my experience was at least.

Regardless there are a plethora of methods out there that exist to help you on your journey. Each one is unique and tailored to address different issues that you might be facing. So, if you think you have a problem, rest assured there's a method where that issue won't exist.

Maybe you're too focused on symptoms, which, by the way, are just your body falling asleep. They're not an external sign pointing to something else. While it's a good thing that your body is relaxing and preparing for sleep, remember that your goal is to detach from your physical body. Try affirming "I am not my body, and symptoms don't affect me" while you experience these symptoms.

Visualization can also be a helpful tool like you said. If imagining yourself floating in space and being sucked into the void visualization doesn't work for you, try a different scene. Maybe it's the mountain tops, or maybe it's being comforted in bed with someone you find safe. The key is to tailor the visualization to what makes you feel comfortable and relaxed.

If awake methods are too distracting for you, it’s fine. There are plenty of sleep methods available. These methods focus on using the state between wakefulness and sleep (like the hypnagogic state) to shift your awareness. They can be less intense and easier to practice than awake methods.

And if you're looking for something more unconventional, there are other methods out there. I recently posted about a reverse psychology method, and there are more in my masterlist. Plus, @gorgeouslypink discusses many different void methods that tackle a variety of issues.

In your journey, the answer you're seeking will always lie within yourself. It's about understanding your own rhythms, your own energy, and your own paths to relaxation and manifestation.

Start by writing down what works best for you. What practices make you feel the most relaxed? Is it a specific method or a combination of several? Maybe it doesn’t even exist but doing that particular thing helps you. Or, at this point, is it just setting an intention and letting yourself do your own thing, knowing that what you desire is already yours?

You are the best judge of what works for you. I can guide you, provide suggestions, and share different methods, but ultimately, you are the one who knows what feels right.

Maybe Instead of trying to force the method in your next attempt to reach the void, ask yourself what you think you should be doing.

Trust your intuition. It's always with you and can guide you towards your desired state. calming your mind and living in the present moment will always help. At any point you can tap into your subconscious mind, where all your answers lie.

So, pay attention to your inner voice. It's always speaking, always guiding. Even when you're not actively seeking answers, it's there, speaking with you.

Also, if you’re “knowing” the same way you knew I wouldn’t answer this ask even though I am, that might also be your issue. Thinking and knowing are different things. If you’re telling and convincing yourself you’re going to tap into the void while also in your mind knowing you won’t at the same time, you’re better off attempting with an altered state of consciousness like a hypnagogia or SP.

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