#'okay. have fun at school sweetie'

[spectral-honey]

AU where Jason gets his revenge by becoming a lawyer and getting joker sentenced to the death penalty

Bruce is conflicted about it but any time he tries to say anything on the subject Alfred just talks over him like "oh we're so proud of you master Jason you finished college and you didn't even use your father's extensive resources that could've easily gotten someone in this family a degree aren't we so proud master Bruce that Jason got himself a respectable profession--"

#jason todd #red hood #batfam #i also think it would be funny if thats literally the only thing jason does as a lawyer after that he just goes back to being a vigilante #everyone on the internet is like 'the iconic career of jason todd wayne: came back from the dead got a college degree got the joker- #-sentenced to death (finally) and then immediately fucked off to do whatever the hell it is he does for fun' #any time bruce and jason disagree jasons like 'excuse me which one of us is the college drop out and which of us is a practicing attorney?' #alfred 'you could have been a doctor but you became a furry themed vigilante instead' will never let this go #also btw jason just stole reasources from the league to get thru college. maybe at first talia was like what & then jason was like #'my alternate plan was to either get bruce to kill the joker or kill all three of us in an explosion' and talia is like #'okay. have fun at school sweetie' #BTW AN EDIT: this post is not reflective of my IRL beliefs about the criminal justice system or the death penalty #IRL those are way more complicated than gotham city/the joker/jason make it out to be #saw a few people tagging this post mentioning stuff about that

[a-dauntless-daffodil]

Charlie: “-so we have TONS of angel-killing weapons now, thanks to Vaggie! Who had a lovely… Errrr. Fight?”

Vaggie: “It was pretty one sided. Call it a training match.”

Charlie: “She had a lovely training match with Carmilla Carmine! Who repeatedly kneed and kicked her in the face, which I’m not allowed to get upset about, because Vaggie isn’t upset about it!”

Sir Pentious: “Oh that sssounds… Pleasssant?”

Angel Dust: “Of course the one time Saint Sapphic isn’t pissed is when someone actually beats the crap outta her.”

Husk: “Wha’d I say? She’s got issues.”

Niffty: “Kneed in the face by Carmilla Carmine!?” (wistful sigh) “Lucky…”

Husk: “And you’ve got even worse issues, somehow.”

Vaggie: “Meanwhile, Charlie was off singing herself up a whole army in Cannibal Town.”

Charlie: “I wouldn’t call them a whole army-”

Vaggie: “They barely fit inside the hotel, babe.”

Charlie: “-and I wouldn’t really call it mine. Alastor and Rosie helped!”

Vaggie: “Did they give you the cannibal army?”

Charlie: “Nnnnoooo… I mean they did introduce me, but I had to do the convincing part myself.”

Vaggie: “Then it’s your army.”

Charlie: “Huh.”

Charlie: “…..hm.”

Vaggie: “Feels kinda nice, doesn’t it?”

Charlie: (giggling) “Maaaybe a little~”

Angel Dust: “If yous two LBs start kissin’ about the literal man eating army now under ya sway, I’m gonna be sick.”

Vaggie: “Aren’t you supposed to have zero gag reflex?”

Angel Dust: “That’s for sex stuff, Vaggitales. This is sappy and sincere.”

Husk: “A word that’s barely in your fucking vocabulary.”

Charlie: “Now Husk, you know that’s not true-”

Angel Dust: “Oh it’s true baby! But I’d be sucha a gooood little school boy if ya wanted to try teachin’ me, Purrrrfessor~”

Husk: “Can we feed him to the cannibals.”

Charlie: “No!”

Vaggie: “If they get sick before the big fight then we’re all dead.”

Angel Dust: “Hey!”

Sir Pentious: (SNIFFLING)

Charlie: “Oh oh Pen! Don’t be scared- no one’s feeding anyone to any cannibals!”

Vaggie: “Well. We’re not feeding anyone from the hotel to them…”

Charlie: “You hush, beautiful. Now there there Pentious, what wrong?”

Sir Pentious: “Nothing issss now! But EVERYTHING wasss, while you and missss Vaggie were fighting!”

Vaggie: “We weren’t-”

Charlie: “That was just me being-”

Vaggie & Charlie: “...”

Vaggie: “Sorry, you go-”

Charlie: “No no after you!”

Vaggie & Charlie: “..…..”

Hotel Crew: “….”

Vaggie: “Charlie had good reasons for being angry-”

Charlie: “I wasn’t angry! Or, not the way I THOUGHT I was? It’s complicated-”

Vaggie: “Valid. Reasonable. Way more forgiving than called for.”

Charlie: “If I’d just TALKED with you like you’d WANTED-”

Vaggie: “You didn’t want to. That’s fair.”

Charlie: “I guess, but. It wasn’t fun.”

Sir Pentious: “No it wasss not!” (crying) “It sssseemed as though you were ssssplitting up! L-leaving ussss! It wasss! DREADFUL!!”

Charlie: “Ohhhhh nooooo we would never-!”

Vaggie: “The hotel thing is kinda bigger than one relationship, Pentious. We’re not giving up on you guys.”

Charlie: “-and that’s also why we’d never break up.”

Vaggie: “Never’s a long time sweetie… and three years was a long time too.”

Charlie: “Not with you it wasn’t. And forever won’t be either.”

Vaggie: “…”

Angel Dust: “If you cry, I really will throw up.”

Vaggie: “Shut up.”

Charlie: (hugs vaggie) “See, Pen? You don’t have to worry about us, okay?”

Sir Pentious: “Okay. Y-essss.”

Charlie: “Shh sshh, please don’t cry…”

Sir Pentious: (wailing) “I can’t help it!!!”

Vaggie: “Hey, how come HIS tears aren’t vomit worthy but MINE are??”

Angel Dust: “Cuz he’s a sad snake boy in a top hat that cuddles with eggs, and you’re supposed to be tough as nails and impossible to fucking break, Vagina. Seein’ ya as being anything other than gay or pissed? Stomach turning. Yuck” 

Husk: “You’ve got issues too, dumbass.”

Angel Dust: “I know.” (preens) “But they look GOOD on me~”

Sir Pentious: (snuffles) “It’sss jussst so good, sssssseeing you two the way you sssshould be! Ugh.” (dripping) “May I borrow a, a tisssssue, Niffty?”

Niffty: “SURE-”

Husk: “You don’t fucking want that or to know where the fuck it’s been. Here. Napkin.”

Sir Pentious: “Thankssss!”

Sir Pentious:  (LOUD NOSE BLOWING HONK)

Charlie: “Better?”

Sir Pentious: “Much, yessss. But how did you manage it?”

Charlie: “Manage what?”

Sir Pentious: “Fixssssing thingsss between you! After it wasss so bad!”

Husk: “Without any alcohol, even.”

Sir Pentious: "Or exssssplossions!"

Angel Dust: “Yeah toots, three years of not sayin’ she was an angel is a pretty big shit pile to have dropped on ya, even in hell.”

Niffty: “YEAH VAGGIE! HOW MANY SOULS HAVE YOU KILLED?!”

Vaggie: “Thousands.”

Husk: “FUCK.”

Niffty: “OoooOOoohhhhh~”

Angel Dust: “Now that’s a body count. Like, not a good one but. Wow.”

Sir Pentious: “Sssee? And now Charlie isss hugging you! How iss that possssible?”

Vaggie: “… I don’t… I, gave her space….”

Charlie: “She’s Vaggie. I already knew who she was.”

Husk: “Exorcist.”

Angel Dust: “Liar?”

Niffty: “Mass MURDERER heheheh…”

Charlie: “My partner.”

Sir Pentious: “I don’t underssstand! Did ssshe sssay ssssorry?”

Vaggie: “Sorry really wouldn’t cut it.”

Charlie: (laughing) “She helped me start the hotel- and run it- and get my dad’s help talking to heaven, and- more things than I can count, honestly! Doesn’t that say enough?”

Sir Pentious: “Oh… ssso wordsss are not… what mattersss?”

Charlie: “They can matter, but it’s what we DO that makes them mean anything.”   

Sir Pentious: "...what we... do?"

Angel Dust: “Like how heaven and it’s angels say it’s all full of great people up there but then they go an' leave us all to rot and die, yeah?”

Charlie: “Vaggie didn’t."

Angel Dust: "Score! Hell's got ONE angry lesbian on it's side!"

Charlie: "And I won’t either.”

Hotel Crew: “…”

Husk: “Are we done. I need a drink.”

Vaggie: “Y-eah.” (hoarse) (clears throat) “That’s where we’re at now. Any questions?”

Angel Dust: (raises hands) “Husk has one!”

Husk: “Fuck you no I don’t-”

Angel Dust: “Sure ya do babypaws. What the FUCK-”

Angel Dust: (points at Vaggie’s wings)

Angel Dust: “-are THOOOOOOSE???”

Vaggie: “…Those are my wings. Asshole.”

Angel Dust: “Bitch~”

Husk: “Motherfucking dumbasses.”

Charlie: “Angel please, it’s rude to point like that! And to um. Say the other part also- but that’s okay I know you mean it in a nice way!”

Angel Dust: “An’ what about Saint Vagatha huh? She called me shit too! Was that her bein’ nice?”

Charlie: “She-”

Vaggie: “I’m nicely not stabbing you.”

Charlie: “-she’s trying her best.”

Angel Dust: “By not stabbing me?”

Husk: “Now that’s impressive as hell.”

Vaggie: “Thanks.”

Angel Dust: “Hmph. Lucky a guy can take pride in people wantin' to stick stuff in him...”

Sir Pentious: “Vaggie? Pleasse pardon the quesstion, however I ssssseem to recall you sssaying you didn’t HAVE any, ah, wingssss?”

Niffty: “Or tits!”

Vaggie: “They grew back.”

Niffty: “Did your t-”

Vaggie: “Niffty-” (groans) “Look, there’s a cockroach over there. Go hunt, kill- whatever.”

Niffty: "KILL KILL KILL-!"

Charlie: “Aren’t her wings AMAZING! LOOK AT THEM!!! You guys have no idea how soft-! wait they what? Grew back?”

Angel Dust: (grinning) “What about your-”

Vaggie: “Ask about my tits twice in one day and die.”

Charlie: “They were gone? You weren’t just hiding them- Twice?”

Niffty: (on vaggie’s shoulder) (checking down her shirt) “Nope! Tits still missing. Nice pecs though!”

Vaggie: “………”

Angel Dust: “She said it, not me!!”

Vaggie: (SIGH) “These are the people I’m about to risk my life for.”

Charlie: “I feel like I’ve missed something important..?”

Husk: “No you fucking haven’t.”

Angel Dust: “So oh heavenly cunt, what the fuck did ya do with Carmine to get the feather dusters reinstated?”

Vaggie: “No idea. Uh- Thought gay thoughts about Charlie? I guess?”

Charlie: “Awww~!”

Sir Pentious: “Aww!!”

Vaggie: “And mostly non-violent thoughts about the rest of you.”

Niffty: “Booo…”

Vaggie: “Anyway, since Lute didn’t use heavenly steel while tearing them off my back, I guess they just needed time to heal up or whatever.”

Charlie: “I’m SO gonna send a thank-you note to Carmilla for helping you with… tha….”

Charlie: “….tEARING? She, Lute-”

Vaggie: “Not now. Tell you later, babe.”

Charlie: “BUt- I’ve met her TWICE and you didn’t say-!”                   

Vaggie: “Let’s focus on finishing debriefing the troo- the friends for now. ‘kay?”

Charlie: “I…”

Angel Dust: “I TOLD YA IDIOTS IT MIGHT BE A SENSITIVE FUCKING TOPIC!”

Husk: “Then why the fuck did you bring it up!?”

Angel Dust: “My mouth likes to be open and stupid shit comes out of it sometimes- I dunno!”

Vaggie: “Yeah well I’m so not about to start spilling the gory details in the hotel lobby. The cannibals are already starting to look hungry. If we’re up to date on the mission statement and current crew resource management situation, then-”

Niffty: “Hey Vaggie, Vaggieee.”

Vaggie: “What.”

Niffty: (giggles) “Did Lute steal your tits too?”

Vaggie: “….”

Angel Dust: “…what? Don’t glare at ME about ya blindly obvious shortfall in that depar-Tit-ment-”

Husk: “Shut up before she fucking tests some of her new shiny weapons on you.”

Vaggie: “Don’t give me ideas.”

Charlie: “Why is everyone talking about my girlfriend’s breasts. She got her wings ripped off and suddenly has them back, and we’re all just, talking about bra size???”

Angel Dust: “Toots, if she wears bras, it’s gotta be just so’s she looks good for you.”

Vaggie: “I’ll take that compliment.”

Angel Dust: “I wasn’t sayin’ it as one-”

Vaggie: “Change your mind or lose your hair.”

Angel Dust: “-you’re a very loving lesbian and ya make Sappho the OG herself proud.”

Vaggie: “Better.”

Sir Pentious: “E-excusssse me!? Thisss, sssssadistic Lute person iss, ssssssomeone we will be fighting against..?”

Vaggie: “Yeah but I’ll handle her, don’t worry.”

Charlie: “wHAT!?”

Vaggie: “I said, I’m the one who knows how she fights anyway, so I’ll-”

Charlie: “YOU. WILL. NOT-”

Demon Charlie: “-NIFFTY DON’T YOU DARE STUFF THAT DEAD COCKROACH DOWN MY GIRLFRIEND’S SHIRT!!!”

Vaggie: “AUGH?!”

Niffty: “Aww.”

Angel Dust: “Oh that’s nasty.”

Husk: "Hreaugh." (hairball noise) “Whatever’s wrong with you, Niffty, never EVER fucking tell me what it is.”

Niffty: (waving cockroach) “It’s just for padding~ You know what they say! Every little bit helps! Right?”

Charlie & Vaggie: “NO!”

Niffty: (CACKLING)

Sir Pentious: “…..thisss isss, sssssso beautiful….”

Husk: “The fucking cockroach?”

Sir Pentious: “No. Them.” (wipes tear) “They’re ssstill, hugging.”

Angel Dust: “Yeah... It’s almost sweet enough to make a guy puke.”

Husk: “Almost?”

Angel Dust: “Well I’m not gonna ruin the mood for them by actually puking!”

Husk: (smiles) “Uh-huh.”

Angel Dust: “Plus, think of my boots! What if they got splashed on and shit?”

Husk: “Right.”

Angel Dust: “And Niffty’s doin’ good work breakin’ the tension and grossin’ them out anyway…”

Husk: “Mm-hmm.”

Angel Dust: “….And. It’s nice to see ‘em bein’ cute again.”

Husk: “…..”

Angel Dust: “….because it was weird when they weren’t and maybe, MAYBE, I was worried.”

Husk: “There we fucking go. Good boy.”

Angel Dust: “!!!”

Sir Pentious: “Oh that sseems to have cheered him up immenssely..”

Husk: "Fuck."

Angel Dust: “Oooh~ Nauseous to horny in less than a second? Damn, Purrrfessor. That’s a new record even for me~”

Husk: “Fuck no.” (fleeing)

Husk: “Alright, I’m opening the fucking bar! Come get your complimentary we might all be dying together soon drinks- and nobody fucking DARE ask me to use body parts in them. This isn’t fucking Cannibal Town. My drinks are good enough without fingers or eyeballs floating in them or whatever.”

Cannibal crowd: (grumbles but politely ques up for drinks)

Charlie: “I think maybe we’ll pass? Vaggie? Our room, us, alone, maybe?”

Vaggie: “Are we gonna talk about stuff?”

Charlie: “I would VERY MUCH like to talk about all things now yes please.”

Vaggie: “Then I’m gonna need a drink. Husk-”

Husk: “Take the fucking bottle.”

Angel Dust: “Here, and this bottle too!”

Charlie: “Oh thank you Angel D- is this LUBE!? Already OPENED lube!??!?”

Angel Dust: “Happy make-up sex~”

Charlie: “I- Vaggie no, not the spear- thanks, Angel Dust, but I think- Vaggie I said not the spear- I think we can do without borrowing your, uh, personal bottle of- okay that’s it, up over the shoulder you go. Hup!”

Vaggie: “I’m gonna kill him! I’m gonna save him from the extermination by killing him RIGHT NOW!”

Charlie: “-and you told me to ignore you when you talk like that. Anyway, everyone else have good night with the drinks and cannibals!”

Angel Dust: "Will do, toots! You gays enjoy eatin' each other out!"

Vaggie: “Babe please just let me strangle him a little bit-”

Charlie: “Nope! We’re gonna go explore some past trauma!”

Angel Dust: “An’ each other’s bodies!!!”

Charlie: (carrying vaggie upstairs) “Not helping!”

Vaggie: (still struggling) “I don't NEED to talk about my trauma- i need to get my hands on that asshole twink!"

Angel Dust: "GET IN LINE BEHIND HALF OF HELL, VAG-GAY!"

Charlie: "Hold my hand instead?"

Vaggie: "...."

Vaggie: (melting) (holds hand) "...fiiiiine."

#hazbin hotel #chaggie #charlie morn #vaggie #angel dust hazbin hotel #husk hazbin hotel #niffty hazbin hotel #sir pentious #incorrect quotes #“what happened after they got back to the hotel in ep 7-” Chaos. #i'd imagine it was chaos and cannibals and dead cockroachs #EVERYWHRE #XD #niffty nooooo

[angels-fantasy]

☆ you go shopping with mitsuki for bakugo's surprise b-day party decorations! ☆

day 3 of the explosive birthday celebration ! hosted by @queenpiranhadon

hanging out with katsuki's mom secretly was not easy, especially when he liked to know where you were and who you were with. not in a crazy, possessive way of course, it's just how he showed he cared.

but when mitsuki, his mom, asked you to go decoration shopping with her, you couldn't just deny her offer. maybe this could be an opportunity to learn more about katsuki, you thought.

while you were shopping for the decorations, you quickly noticed that katsuki had gotten a lot of her personality traits. this was something you knew already, but spending time with her one on one really solidified that idea.

"what do you think about these banners, sweetie?" mitsuki asked, holding up two different 'happy birthday' banners. one was all black, and the other was orange. the color theme of the party was his hero costume colors, which were black, green, and orange.

you hummed and looked at the rest of the decorations in the cart, noticing there was already a lot of color, "i think we should go with the black."

she nodded and threw the banner into the basket, "you've got a good eye, kid." she said, making you smile at the small compliment.

suddenly your phone began to ring and you already had an idea of who it was. picking up the phone, you said "hey katsuki." causing mitsuki to turn around and make a questioning face at you.

you shrugged your arms at her, trying to silently tell her you didn't know why he was calling.

"why the hell are you at the store with my old hag?" he asked, making you chew your nails nervously as you thought of an excuse.

"we're just shopping, katsuki. why are you looking at my location anyways? stalker."

you could already see the veins popping out on his forehead at your question, "answer my question dammit!"

you rolled your eyes, "if you really want to know, i just wanted her help with some outfit ideas. your mom is a fashion designer, you know."

he hmphed and said, "whatever. why didn't you ask me?"

you groaned internally at his question, "because i know you're busy with school work right now-and don't even try to say you're not!"

he mumbled something on the other side, "fine. have fun with the hag."

"stop calling her that! anyways, i need to go okay? talk to you later-bye!" you said, quickly cutting him off before he could say anything else.

you sighed and faced mitsuki, "sorry, he had a million questions about why i was with you. i had to lie about why we were shopping together."

she laughed, "that damn brat doesn't know how to keep his nose out of other peoples business." she said, making you laugh in return since you knew how true it was.

the two of you continued shopping for decorations, finally stopping when the cart seemed full enough.

"i think that's everything, right?" you said, double checking the list you made beforehand.

mitsuki nodded. "it should be. if not, i'll get what we need by myself another time." she said, making you hum.

after checking out and paying for everything, while walking back to her car she said, "thanks for helping me with this. i know katsuki can be a pain sometimes, but you're good to him, so i'm glad you get to help plan his party with us." she then proceeded to pat the top of your head with her free hand roughly, much like katsuki would.

you smiled at her words, "it's no problem. i'm glad to be here."

authors note

i'm so happy i got to be apart of this :) thank you sm to kae who invited me to be apart of this event! this was a great experience and it was fun to write, so i hope you liked it! i'm sorry it was pretty short though... -.-

here is the masterpost, please go check out every one else's work!!

day 1: you make a birthday gift for katsuki - @zanarkandskylines

day 2: you invite all of class 1-A to the party - @xbabyd0lli3x

🪽day 3: you go shopping with mitsuki for bakugou's surprise b-day party decorations - @angels-fantasy

day 4: coming april 17th - @starieq

day 5: coming april 18th - @lowkeyremi

day 6: coming april 19th - @queenpiranhadon

day 7: coming april 20th - @cashmoneyyysstuff

taglist for the event: @gina239 @mystic60 @meowze4r @icedemon1314 @bigsimpo343 @ah-mya @whezdostuff @berry-vioo @seonne @slayfics @food8me @katsuisbaby @azzo0 @kit-katsukii @stoned-anime-babe @kukikoooo

those in orange couldn't be tagged unfortunately :(

#@angels-fantasy #an explosive birthday collab event #fanfiction #fanfic #writers on tumblr #bakugou katsuki #my hero academia #bakugou x reader #katsuki bakugo x reader #mha bakugou #bakugou x you #bakugo katsuki x reader #birthday event #katsuki bakugou birthday #collaboration

[gh0stsp1d3r]

Hi I was wondering if you could write something about what it would be like to take care of a drunk Hobie and also with his hangover if that's okay with you

Cute

Warnings- alcohol, this is everyone’s reminder that Hobies most likely 19, nothing too much

“Ay, now lads, why haven’t we ever bar hopped?” Hobie asked, speech slurred as you rolled your eyes. You knew you would have to take care of him back home.

“Good question, probably because ya can’t hold your alcohol!” Karl laughed at him. Some others around laughed as well.

“That’s not true- is that true?” He looked at you.

“Hobie, sweetie, love of my life, we all know you can’t hold your alcohol.” You said.

“You guys are daft, I can too hold my alcohol. Right Johnnie?” He looked at the bartender.

“My names not Johnnie, Hobie, we’ve known each other for 2 years.”

“Well then who’s Johnnie?”

“Why are you asking me?”

“Cause you look like a Johnnie.”

“Well the answer is no, Hobie.”

“This is bonkers, I mean, seriously.” He huffed like a baby. He tried to get another shot of tequila, it would have been his 7th.

“Okayyyy.. that’s enough.” You took it away from him, handing it back to Karl.

“No fun.” He complained.

“Hobes, you’re plastered.” Karl put his arm around him.

“I am not plastered-“

“Yeah… you kinda are.” You joined in.

Hobie rolled his eyes again.

“Wanna go home?” You asked him.

“I’d love to, beautiful. You gotta boyfriend?” He smirked, putting his arms around you.

“Yeah I do.”

“Oh… well he’s very lucky…” He said, almost sad as he stumbled.

“Hobes, are you really that drunk?”

“I’m not drunk.”

You laughed at him as you walked him to the passenger seat.

You sat down and started driving. When you got to your guys apartment, you looked at him in the passenger seat, he had fallen asleep.

You sighed, getting up and opening his door. You helped him walk upstairs as he yawned and stumbled around.

You unlocked the door, and helped him in. You helped him get onto the bed. He grabbed the covers and looked at you.

He watched you as you got undressed, giggling like a school girl. You rolled your eyes and got into the bed and next to him.

He fell asleep fast, and so did you.

——————————————————————

Next morning, you had to handle a hungover Hobie.

“Do I have to get up?” He whined when you told him he had to get up.

“You know you do. Your boss will murder you.”

“Fuck Miguel. No one’s gonna boss me around.”He rolled over in the bed and put his face in the pillow.

“I have a really bad headache.. can you get me some ibuprofen please?” He looked at you.

You sighed, getting up and going into the bathroom. You gave him one and he thanked you.

You sighed “Just take the day off.” And sat on the bed.

“Was planning on it.” He put his face in the pillows once again as you rubbed his back.

“Shocked you haven’t thrown up yet.” You laughed quietly.

“It’ll probably happen soon.” His voice was muffled against the pillow.

“You know, you’re cute when you’re drunk.”

———-

Tag list:

Hobie- @enviinotes @rayis-psychotic @korizzybee @animechick555 @stupid-ninja @rreasonablydumbb @xxqueen-of-horrorxx @spidypunkk @criodzasn

@techta @1eonk @chipstermation6 @whosace16 @ @l-pandamatic-l

@spider-phoenix @zebralover @my-melo-gf @wiz-te-ria @tzuyuzzs @luvsaluv @mxkn

@deputy-videogamer @666kpopfan @jared-oranges @likelilac @jjkclub

@kitty-kei @blaxk-widow @hoesindifferentshows @lavsluvsu @lampylamperson @artsykerfuffleplus s @notbluees @sp0kyzz @arlipooh @freeingrebels @ken-zah @blustalker @cursedbitchboy @romanoffswoman @chaoticevilbakugo

#hobie brown #hobie brown x reader #spider punk x reader #spider punk #spider man across the spider verse

[arc-misadventures]

The Tutor

Juniper: Hello kids! How goes the tutoring?

Juniper opened the door to her sons, a one loveable goofball named, Jaune Arc to see the sixteen year old sitting at his desk working on school assignment. While his personal tutor, the twenty year old, Glynda Goodwitch helped him better understand his school assignments.

Jaune: Hmm, what?

Glynda: It is going well, Mrs. Arc. Jaune is still struggling with his physics homework, but he has improved drastically compared to when he first started.

Jaune: I have? Feels like I’m still dragging myself out of a muddy hole.

Juniper: Oh, don’t be like that, Jaune. Glynda just said so herself that you’re improving!

Jaune: But, am I?

Juniper sighed in exasperation as she listened to how defeated, Jaune sounded. Years of his sister’s bullying, and putting him down had vasty hurt his self esteem. But, just then she just had a brilliant idea.

Juniper: Glynda, I don’t suppose you could…?

Glynda: Improve, Jaune sense of self confidence? It’s not going well. But, I am trying.

Juniper: Just thought I should ask. At the very least give him advice better than what his father gave him.

Jaune: Hey! Dad’s advice is great!

Juniper: No. No it’s not sweetie.

Jaune turned back to his homework as he silently mumbled to himself.

Juniper: Well, I’ll leave you two alone. Good luck, Jaune!

Jaune: Yeah, luck will certainly help me with all of this.

Juniper rolled her eyes as she left his room. As she made her way down the stairs she suddenly stopped as she just realized she wanted to ask her son something, but she completely forgot to ask him.

She rushed back up the stairs, and flung open the door to, Jaune’s room.

Juniper: Jaune! I forgot I wanted to ask you…

As she barged into his room she was met with the sight of her son lying with his back on his bed. And, his tutor sitting on his waist, her bloused undone leaving her bra clad chest bare for all to see. She looked down to see, Jaune’s hands resting on Glynda’s dress pants as he was slowly moving up her hips. The duo had a pair of radiant blushes across their faces as, Juniper stared at the duo.

Juniper: So…

Juniper: How long has… this… been a thing…?

Glynda: A-About a month…

Juniper: And, you didn’t tell me you two were dating… You two are dating, right?

Jaune: Yeah…

Juniper: And, you didn’t tell me you two were dating because…?

Jaune: Well… she’s older than me… and my tutor so…

Juniper: Okay valid reasons. You were scared I would separate you because of that. Okay. Is this whole relationship developed around the bases of love, or lust.

Glynda: It was lust at first.

Jaune: Yeah, sexy hot teacher does things to a hormonal teenager. Hehe…?

Juniper: Wait does that mean you seduced her, Jaune?

Glynda: To be fair, he was just being a gentleman, I’m the one who shoved my tongue down his throat.

Juniper: I see… so is there any love in this relationship then, cause if so…

Jaune: W-W-Well I’m not old enough to give her a ring yet mom!

Glynda: Wait?! Are you planning on asking me to… to…?!

Jaune: Uhhh…?!

Juniper: Oh my~! Well, all though the age gap is a bit of a problem. I approve!

Jaune: Eh?

Glynda: Thank you, Mrs. Arc.

Juniper: Now you two go back to having your fun.

Jaune: Okay…

Juniper: Oh, and remember kids: Don’t use protection~!

Glynda: Don’t worry we will… Wait… Don’t?

Jaune: W-What does that mean?!

Juniper hummed to herself as she locked the door, and left his room. She will have to get him condoms anyway, she knew her son was a responsible man.

She just had to make sure they would work, properly.

#rwby #jaune arc #juniper arc #glynda goodwitch #jaune x glynda #glynda x jaune #rwby arcwitch

[hamiltonells]

Is this it?-lewis hamilton

lewis hamilton x fem!reader. summary: dating a 7time world champion wasn’t easy especially when you have a crawling baby, and lewis? well he was busy portraying an f1 driver lifestyle and partying. but what happens when the press and rumours get a bit too much.(I suck at summarys😫).

big thank you to anonymous to helped me pick a baby name, you was a big help and your a genius⭐️

WARNINGS: angst,a few time skips, lewis being a little bit of a arsehole, cheating bad writing, povs are everywhere like it’s kinda confusing I’m sorry

I really want to do a part two, so let me know people x

(y/n pov)

“this one’s my favourite” I softly speak as I run my fingers over the ink behind his ear as he lays on my chest.

I’m sat up against the head board in lewis white crisp button up shirt, “hm this one’s my favourite” he mumbles into me as his hand goes straight to the tattoo under my boob that says “𝓁𝑒𝓌𝒾𝓈₄₄” “your my favourite, handsome” I kiss the side of his head.

you had been childhood sweethearts you being slightly younger than him since being in his younger brothers Nicolas year at school, it was that much of an age gap but the media loved t rub it in.

i was broken out of thought when lewis phone goes off, “who’s that” I question “nobody” he grumbled as he puts his phone down,but something was telling me differently.

I reached out of the bed to put my underwear back on from the night before, as I got up out of bed and grabbed my phone. “y/n where are you going” lewis shouted as I was already out of the bedroom making my way to silvas Room, silva the light of you life, your little girl she’s just reached 8 months.

“come on sweetie, let’s get some jobs done aye” you lift her up out of her cot.

I had a washing basket in my hand with silvia sitting in it with the clean washing. She was in nothing but her diaper, smiling up at me as I threw warm clothes fresh out of the dryer in the basket with her.

She laughs as I toss a shirt on her head playfully, blanketing her face. She laughs harder and reaches her little hands up to push the black shirt off her face so it just sits on top of her head. She peeks up at me with that big smile and dense dimples.

I pick her up as blow raspberries on her cheek as she giggles, lewis had gone out an ‘important meeting’ apparently he had been on a lot of those lately.

a knock on the door fills your ears as you carry yourself and your little one to the door, a concerned max comes into your eyesight as you open the door surprised, “maxie hey, what you doing here” you smile at him and you welcome him in with a hug as Silvia giggles.

“y/n, are you okay?- oh hello you” his thick Dutch accent entering the room as he pokes her nose.

“yeah of course I am why?” you question him as you lead him into the living room (a little inspo x)

“you haven’t heard have you, oh god” he panics as he searches for his phone in his back pocket, he reaches out for silvia as he passes you his phone.

you couldn’t believe your eyes, but your lew he wouldn’t do this to you just thought you was just going through a rough patch, tears start to well your eyes as max comes and comforts you.

According to People magazine, Lewis and Shakira are getting to know each other better."They're having fun and masturbating," an exclusive source said.Representatives for both did not respond to the magazine.

Shakira was spotted in Miami Wednesday on a boat with the racer, not long after the two were seen running in to each other at a restaurant in the area. see photos..

you couldn’t believe what you was reading, was you so blind to it all?

you feel your throat closing up on you, “y/n breath, breath with me y/n/n” you hear max whisper in your ear, while holding your hand.

“what am I going to do” you hiccup as you look around your living room seeing the happy photos of yourself and you little family.

“hey let’s put the little one down yeah” max rough voice broke you through your thoughts, you both stood up and went to put silva down for the nap.

Max was like you brother, ever since you both had met you was inseparable,he was always around the corner to pick up the pieces for you, you and lewis had many fights over max, but you two was just like brother and sister.

an hour had passed by the time you had fully calmed down, the hard sobs turned into little sniffing onto George’s shoulders, and in that time the doggy carer had stoped by to drop off roscoe.

“I can’t stay here max, I feel suffocated in here” you soft voice broke out as you lifted you head up out of roscoes body, “you and Silvia can stay at mine, but you can’t hide away from him y/n, you have his daughter, you also have Spanish gp you can fly with me if you wanted to”

“yeah that would be great, thank you m”

you was almost ready to walk out of the door when lewis walked in, your bags by the door silva with max bopping up and down while he tried to get her to sleep.

“y/n?” Lewis voice rung out to you followed by a “max?” When he saw you both, “I’ll go wait in the car” max says while passing the little one to lewis when he reaches out for her, and putting your bags in the boot of his car.

“wait in the car?” Lewis ran over by what he said “I need to go lew” “is this about the photos?” he followed after you when you put you last things together.

"-it was not intentional, y/n, we were both drunk-" his voice broke, you freeze in your place, “so it was true”

"Was I not good enough, lewis ?" He stays quiet, eyes finding the carpet beneath his feet “was you daughter not good enough?” The anger you feeling boils in you.

"Don't you ever say that again" it's his turn to become angry. How dare she think that!? He loved you, and he still does, even though he cheated on you.

"But it's true, lew" you now has tears in you eyes and all lewis wants to do is pull you into his chest and tell her that it's not, that he loves her so much, but he doesn't do that, he just sits there and watches her full apart, all because of one? drunken mistake

“Your missing out on you daughters life lewis all because of this party lifestyle”

You sigh and wipes under your eyes "-let's take a break, yeah? So you can figure out what you want. I'm not letting go of all the effort I've put in the last years"

“I’m going to stay with max for a while, I’ll see you at the gp, I’ll bring silva and maybe you can spend time with her there”

lewis wipes his own tears and nods, he doesn’t need to think about what he wants, he knows what he want, his daughter and you.

you both say goodbyes with one last hug at both on your guys doorstep, tears leaving both of your eyes when you whispers goodbye in the corner of his neck.

“bye silv, I’ll see you soon yeah, daddy loves you” he says when you pull apart from him and presses a kiss on to her puffy cheek.

“I love you” lewis confesses after doing the same and pressing a kiss to your cheek, “I love you”.

lewishamilton ✓

lewishamilton: always you 2 ❤️

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#lewis hamilton x reader #lewis hamilton smut #lewis hamilton x you #lewis hamilton fanfic #lewis hamilton fluff #angst #lewis hamilton #hamiltonells

[miguelschamp]

paper rings

pairing: stiles stilinski x fem!reader

summary: stiles can’t wait to spend the rest of his life with you

warnings: none

it was your 11th birthday and you were beyond excited.

your mom had been planning your party for weeks. making sure the theme you wanted was going to be perfect. she invited all of your friends from school, including your two best friends, scott and stiles.

you met scott and stiles in 2nd grade. you tripped and fell onto the wood chips as you were running toward the swing set. as tears blurred your eyes, you heard rapid footsteps coming toward you.

two boys bent down beside you and asked if you were okay before scott ran off to find a teacher. stiles stayed by your side reassuring you that you were okay. and from then on, you guys were friends.

you came down the steps in a pink dress covered in flowers. your hair done and jewelry littering your arms and hands. your mom smiled as you came down the steps.

“scott and stiles are here.” you say running toward the door

“how do you know ?”

“i saw them through my window.” you say swinging the door open. a smile spreads across your features as your friends walk toward the door. you run out towards them as your mom walks out onto the porch.

“happy birthday !” they say as you run toward them. you giggle as the three of you collide in a huge hug.

“thank you.” you smile pulling away. “today’s gonna be so much fun.”

“definitely.” scott says

“happy birthday, sweetie.” melissa says walking up behind the boys

“thank you, ms. melissa.” you beam. you feel your mom place her hand on your shoulder

“why don’t you guys go out back and play until everyone gets here ?” she says

you squeal as you and the boys run around to the backyard.

~

it was darker out now and your party in full swing. you’ve opened presents and had cake. now, everyone was mingling around until they decided to leave.

you had been up since early that morning and you were exhausted. you were running around all day and playing with your friends. ensuring that everyone felt included and was having fun.

now, you sat on a bench that you had in your backyard. everyone was running around in front of you and parents were laughing and enjoying each other’s company.

you look to your left as someone walks toward you. you smile brightly, “hi, stiles.”

“hey.” he says sitting beside you, “are you okay ?”

“yeah.” you nod, “i’m just really tired. i was awake really early this morning.”

“oh, well you had fun today, right ?”

“of course.” you smile before you lay your head on his shoulder. he lays his head on top of yours as you sigh, “today was the best day ever.”

stiles smiles before taking a deep breath, “y/n/n, i have another present for you.”

you sit up, “really ? you didn’t have to. the teddy bear was more than enough.”

when opening your first gift from stiles, you couldn’t believe he had gotten you a bear you had been talking about for months now. your mom had been looking all over for it and couldn’t find it. but, of course, stiles did.

“well, i just wanted to get you something extra for being my best friend.” he says. you smile softly as he digs in his pocket.

he holds his hand out to you. in it was a ring made out of paper. the “diamond” was colored in to imitate the shininess.

“i made it because my dad wouldn’t let me get an actual ring.” he says as you take it from him.

“i love it.” you laugh. it truly was amazing considering an 11 year old boy made it. as you slid it onto your ring finger you held your hand out to him.

“perfect.” he says, “maybe one day i can get you an actual one.”

you smile at him before wrapping your arms around his neck. he quickly hugs you back with a small smile on his face.

•••

you and stiles laid back against his jeep on the outlook of beacon hills. the sun was setting and stiles always made it his mission for the two of you to catch it since you once brought up how you loved them.

it was something that he’s tried doing since the two of you started dating. you guys had been dating for 3 years now. since freshman year of high school and the two of you couldn’t be happier.

your 4 year anniversary was coming up and stiles had something up his sleeve. the ring he gave you for your 11th birthday held significance for the both of you. he remembers you actually wearing and taking care of the ring for a couple of weeks before the “band” ripped.

you were devastated and thought stiles would’ve hated you for ruining his gift. safe to say he wasn’t and was actually shocked at how long the ring lasted.

so, you kept the ring in the box with the other jewelry you were collecting. it now sat in the back of your phone case. it was squished now, but it didn’t matter. it was your favorite.

you watch as he sits up before looking over at you. “yes ?” you say in a sing song voice

“i have a present for you.” he says. you furrow your brows as you sit up.

“okay.” you ask, “wait, our anniversary isn’t for a few months.”

“i know, but i couldn’t keep it from you anymore.” he chuckles as you smile, “y/n, you are the most amazing person i’ve ever met. you mean the world to me and going into senior year, i just want you to know how much i love you. i don’t think scott and i would’ve made it this far with our heads still on our shoulders without you. especially me.”

you laugh as tears behind to gather in your eyes. he lays his hand on your thigh, “you remember the ring i gave you for your birthday.”

you nod as you pull out your phone turning it over. showing off the old gift. “yeah.”

he says nothing as he digs in his pocket pulling out a box. you place your phone down as he holds it out to you. “stiles.”

“open it.” he says as you take it. he watches in anticipation as you open the box. you gasp as you see a shiny ring with a small diamond in the center.

“stiles.” you say softly. you turn to him as he smiles.

“that’s what the paper ring was supposed to look like.” he jokes

he gently takes the box from you. he takes the ring out before grabbing your left hand. he slides the ring onto your ring finger.

“it’s a promise ring.” he says as he rubs your knuckles, “for now until i can replace it.”

you look up at him as a tear falls onto your cheek. he takes no time in wiping it away before cupping your cheek.

“i love you so much.” you say as you sniffle

“i love you more.” he says before leaning in and kissing you gently.

#stiles stilinski #stiles stilinski x reader #stiles stilinski imagine #dylan obrien #teen wolf #teen wolf imagine #miguelschamp

[cwritesforfun]

Regina George x Fem!Reader: Girl Crush

Regina George thinks a lot about Y/N. Like a lot and she talks about her a lot. After a talk with her new friends and her former girl squad, she realizes she is bisexual and that she likes Y/N!

I'm loosely incorporating lyrics from Girl Crush by Little Big Town and they will be in italics! Also - I know the song is about wanting another girl's man, but I used it differently.

** I don't own any of the characters, except for Y/N and Regina's jock friend, Sally** this is from my Wattpad but I added more here!!!!

Y/N = Your Name **

Regina's POV- Saturday Afternoon

I'm on my way to see Y/N. She invited me for a sleepover. We only see each other on weekends because she goes to a different school and it's at least a 30 minute drive away. My mom and her mom don't want either of us driving on week nights. If she ever needed me on a week night though, I would go in a heartbeat.

Recently I found out I was bisexual. I used Aaron back in junior year for power and because I was a b****!!!! I can admit that to myself now. I say now as if it has been so long since it happened. It's only spring of my senior year, so like half a year.

I arrive and knock on the door. Y/N’s mom opens the door and exclaims, "Ah Regina! Good to see you, sweetheart. Y/N is in the backyard already. I can bring your bag to her room if you want to go straight out there." I reply, "Thank you. That's perfect! I'll go out back! Thanks for having me." She replies, "No problem sweetie. You girls have fun." I nod and smile.

I walk through the house, go outside to the chairs next to the pool, and sit next to Y/N, who is lost reading. She's beautiful.

I ask, "Aren't you gonna say hi to your guest?" Y/N looks up, smiles, jumps up, and hugs me. I hug her back and smile. Wow, can we hug forever? Maybe? Pls. She says, "Omg Regina! I'm so sorry! I was just so lost in my book and I lost track of time." Old me would have made fun of her for being such a nerd. New me doesn't do that. That is personal growth.

After we release from the hug, I smile at her. She smiles back and asks, "Sooo... did you wear your swimsuit and want to swim?" I answer, "Yes, and yes!" She then takes off her sundress and she's left in her bikini. My jaw drops. She's wow. Stunning, beautiful, pretty, and perfect. Y/N laughs and replies, "Regina, are you okay over there? Did my bikini leave you speechless?" Oh, she has no idea. I reply, "I ... It is actually very flattering. You look really good." Was it too obvious that I like her? She answers, "Thank you so much." I take off my dress and she says "I love your bathing suit too. Everything is better in pink." She's so sweet! Wow:) I reply, "True."

We both swim and eventually she brings two floats over, so we can both lay on them. We float around the pool and we talk about our life recently.

I get out the pool to grab some water and Y/N swims a little more.

I lie back on the pool chair and Y/N pulls herself out of the pool. Ahhh you know how people do! She places her hands on the side of the pool and pulls herself up and out of the pool letting the water fall down her body. If I didn't already have a crush on her, I would now. That song by Little Big Town goes through my head ... I got a girl crush Hate to admit it but I got a heart rush It ain't slowing down...

She walks over to the chair area and smirks at me. I want to taste her lips ...

I ask, "So what's for lunch?" ... You? She answers, "My mom's making lunch. We found this yummy summer salad recipe and we decided to have smoothies since we will need something to cool us down. Tonight's dinner is going to be so good though because it is pasta and I made dessert." I smile and reply, "Good! I look forward to it!"

Her younger brother walks outside and hands Y/N a tray of two salads + two smoothies. We thank him and he walks off.

She hands me my food and we eat together.

I ask, "Can I ask you something kind of personal?" She answers, "Go ahead." I ask, "This is just something I've been thinking about recently. How do you feel about having friends that are LGBTQ? And what is your sexual orientation?" Yeah I didn't go the subtle route. She answers, "I think everyone deserves to be with whoever they love, so I'm cool with having friends who have different preferences than me. I think it's great to surround yourself with all kinds of different people. I am bisexual actually. What about you?" I answer, "I'm bisexual or I think I am. I only just kind of discovered it, but my friends at my new school said it was obvious. I didn't know it was obvious, but I guess it was." She laughs and smiles.

We continue talking outside until we decide to shower. I take a shower in her bathroom first and when I walk in, I see her perfume. I take off the lid off, smell it, and I smile. This smell is Y/N and it's wonderful. I want to drown myself... In a bottle of her perfume...

After my shower, I throw on my matching pink pajama set and I take a teeny bit of her perfume and put it on me. I then leave the bathroom.

Y/N goes in and showers.

As she's in the bathroom, I call my friend from lacrosse named Sally.

((Start of conversation)) R- Regina S- Sally S - Hey Regina. I thought you were with you know who. What happened with that? Is it not going well? R - Hi Sally. She's in the shower right now. I don't know what to do. S - Join her. R - I already took a shower and no I'm not doing that just yet. I haven't even told her that I like her. S - OK fine. What has happened so far?" R - We hugged, swam, sunbathed, ate lunch, and each took showers. I ... I also dropped my jaw seeing her bikini and just complimented her. It was a close call. Then I asked her what her sexual orientation is and she told me that she is bisexual. I told her I was too. She smiled about it. I just don't know if I want to tell her now or later or ever. S - I ship you two. You're so into her that I'm surprised it took you forever to realize it. What else is planned for the day? R - Dinner with the family and usually we watch a movie plus Y/N made a dessert for tonight, why? S- Wow, you're already meeting the family. I'm so proud of you. R - Omg geez Sally! Not like that! Haha! S - Fine fine whatever you say. Just tell her you like her. She knows you're bi and you know she's bi. That means you have a sliver of a chance. Take that leap. R - A sliver of a chance means I could still get rejected. Okay, I'm gonna go. Thanks, Sally. S - No problem Regina. Go get your girl. ((End of conversation))

I hang up laughing.

Y/N walked back into the room near the end. I notice her outfit and it's identical pajamas to mine just in a different color. I exclaim, "Omg I love your outfit. Wow, I always forget we have matching ones and then this happens." She replies, "Goals right?!" I laugh and nod. Y/N asks, "So, who were you talking to?" I answer, "My friend, Sally." Y/N asks, "Isn't Sally your lacrosse friend?" I answer, "Yeah, she's really cool and friendly. You'd like her." She replies, "I'll have to go to one of your games this semester to meet her and of course, to support you." I ask, "Wait you'll come to my soccer games to support me?" She answers, "Of course Regina. I'm so proud of how far you've come in both soccer and personal growth this year. I have to support you! And, at least this isn't the dance you did for the talent show." I laugh and ask, "Wait you didn't like it?" She laughs, smirks, and answers, "I liked it when you were dancing and center stage, you were really good." Did she just say I was a good dancer?! I was dating Aaron Samuels at the time, but I really wanted Y/N's opinion. So she liked my dance?! She might actually like me.

Her brother knocks and lets us know dinner is ready.

We go downstairs and eat dinner with her family. It's so good!!

After dinner, we eat dessert and Y/N asks, "How do you like the dessert?" I answer, "It's literally so delicious." She replies, "Thanks. I'm glad you liked it."

After dessert, we go to Y/N's bathroom to brush our teeth. I glance over at Y/N brushing her teeth and smirk causing toothpaste to slip out of my mouth. It's like we're an old married couple in a movie. Imagine me living with Y/N forever and always being her person. That would be the life. I really like her.

We both spit our toothpaste out and Y/N asks, "What made you laugh?" I answer, "Oh nothing. It's a silly idea." I then walk out and to my bag.

When I'm done, I get on her bed and she sits down next to me. She faces me and rests her hand on my hand. Y/N exclaims, "Regina, whatever you have to say, just say it. It made you smile. I want to know what made you smile. I care. I won't call it silly. I promise." I nod and say, "As we brushed our teeth, it just reminded me of old romantic movies where married couples brush their teeth together. That's all." I glance over at her and she replies, "I think that's a cute idea, Regina." Awww. Well, do I take that sliver of a chance? I think I will.

I exclaim, "Y/N, I like you. I've liked you for a while and I just didn't realize that I liked girls until recently. And when I realized it, it all clicked and I've just had a crush on you forever. I know that makes us hanging out awkward depending on what you say back, but I really like you. I just think you're perfect and I'd love to take you out on a date." She smiles and says, "I would love to go on that date with you. I like you too." I smile and ask, "May I kiss you?" She nods and we kiss.

THANKS FOR READING!!! I LOVE YOU ALL :)

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[darkeralmond]

ok hear me out, a Jack Hughes smut where they’ve been together for 2 years and his mom finally lets reader stay over but it ends in smut in their basement 👀👀 maybe their like 18? whatever you’re comfortable with 🫶🏼

I AM HEARING U OUT SO HARD!! TY FOR THE REQUEST ILY!! ❤️❤️

Plans & Rewards

Jack Hughes x fem! reader

synopsis: jack and you have been dating since sophomore year and you haven’t been over to his house in the 2 years you’ve been dating. his mom finally lets you come over for dinner and you two get freaky in the basement.

warnings: 18+, smut, oral sex (m! & f! receiving), slight hair pulling, small dirty talk, jack being a horny devil

word count: 2.5k

a/n: i’m so happy about this little high school au i have going on! it’s so fun to write and is just overall entertaining for me!!

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It’s been 2 years since you first started dating Jack. It all started sophomore year when your English teacher decided to pair you two up for a project. You ended up growing a big crush on him and he asked you out.

It was the last day of sophomore year and you decided to stay after class to talk to her one last time before summer break. “So, why did you pair Jack and I up?” you asked out of pure curiosity.

“Well, Y/N, I knew Jack had a little thing for you,” she said with a grin on her face.

You giggled, your cheeks flushing red. “How?”

She clasped her hands together and leaned forward onto her desk. “Because teachers know their students, sweetie. Trust me, you’ll be together for a long time. I just know it.”

She was right, they do know their students and you two did stay together for a long time.

Now, it was senior year and your relationship was more than perfect. The one problem was that you’ve never once been to his house. It’s not that they didn’t trust you, it’s that they didn’t trust their son.

They believed he would lose his control and get you pregnant right under the roof of their home. A baby was far from what Jack wanted, for now at least. What they were right about was Jack wanting to hook up.

You guys have had sex already. Whether it be at your house, in his car, or just at parties. Not to mention how much of a dirty texter he was. He was a horny devil, and you loved it.

You were laying in bed finishing up your AP Dual Credit work when you heard your phone suddenly ring. You grabbed it and saw it was a call from Jack. Your smile grew wide as you answered the call. “Hey, baby!”

“Hey!” You could tell he was smiling through the sound of his voice. “I was just calling to let you know that my mom is chill with you staying over for dinner tomorrow night. Are you free?”

You gasped as the smile on your face grew incredibly wide. “Of course I’m free! What time?”

“Around 7, but I’ll pick you up, don’t worry,” he answered. The sound of care in his voice caused butterflies to swarm your stomach.

You nodded your head, “Perfect!” You listened to him laugh on the other line. “I’ve got some work to finish but I’ll see you tomorrow!”

“Okay, I love you,” he said.

“I love you too, baby. Bye!” You then hung up the phone and grabbed one of your pillows. You screamed out of excitement and started kicking your feet. You were finally going to have dinner with his parents!

You loved his mom, she was the sweetest person in the world. Jack did something to win over her trust and you were thankful for that.

You walked out of the front door and made your way out to his car which was pulled into your driveway. Your parents weren’t home, but they knew you were going out.

You got into the passenger side and looked over at him. “Hi,” you said. You were wearing a nice red dress and some nice sandals that you had stolen from your mom.

“Hey,” he replied before you two kissed briefly. “You look beautiful as always.”

You shut the car door and giggled, “Well, I need to dress and impress.” He nodded his head in response before pulling out of your house.

The closer you got to his house, the more anxious you got about the dinner. You didn’t have a specific reason, you only had a feeling of worry.

Jack stopped at a red light, looking over at you. He could read you like an open book which meant he could see how stressed you were. “Baby,” he spoke in a low voice and reached out for your hand, giving it a small squeeze. “They like you, you know this.”

You nodded your head. He wouldn’t lie to you, you knew this. “Yeah, I know. I’m just a little nervous,” you confessed, following it up with a nervous giggle.

“I get that,” he said. He then let go of your hand and began driving again when the light turned green. “But I'll be there next to you the whole time.” That made you feel a bit better. What were you so worked up over anyway?

You took a deep breath and got rid of all those nervous jitters. “Plus, I have a plan for us tonight which involves us in the basement.” He glanced over at you and winked. You knew exactly what that plan was just by the look in his eyes, and you weren’t opposed to it at all.

Dinner was good. His mom made cajun pasta which was absolutely divine. His younger brother, Luke, was there at the table with you guys at dinner, obviously playing as the annoying younger brother like usual. You’ve never thought he was annoying though, he was sweet. Jack thought the complete opposite though.

You offered to help Jack and Luke clean up the kitchen after dinner. “Now, you don’t have to do that, dear. You stay right there. You want more to drink?” His mother, Ellen, asked you.

You shook your head and looked over at Jack. “Actually, mom? Is it fine that Y/N and I head down to the basement? I want us to watch a movie.” He glanced down at you then up at his mom again.

She glanced down at you then up and Jack then at her husband then at Jack again. He had a completely innocent look on his face, which was impressive from a guy who just admitted to you an hour prior that he had a plan in that same basement.

After an intense stare down between him and his mom, she finally gave up. “Sure, honey. Netflix and stuff is set up down there,” she sighed.

He smiled widely, “Thanks, mom. I love you.” He looked over at you and winked before heading off to the kitchen to finish up cleaning the dishes with Luke. You giggled as you looked back ahead at his parents.

After a bit of his parents playing 20 questions about your academics and dream colleges, Jack came back to save you. “Alright, we’re heading down now.” He placed his hands on the back of your chair, pulling it out for you to get up.

“Alright,” she smiled before looking up at Jack with a stern expression. “Behave.”

“Yes, ma’am,” he chuckled a bit.

You got out of the chair and Jack led you to the basement. Jack let you enter the basement first, you gave him a smile in response. “So, are we really gonna watch a movie?” you asked when he shut the basement door, your eyebrows raised.

He scoffed, “God, no. We can have it on in the background so they don’t hear us.” He grabbed your hand and led you down to the basement area. It was huge and looked like an amazing hang out spot.

“This is nice!” you said, looking around at all the stuff the basement had to offer. There was a large TV with a really large couch facing it, a pool table, an air hockey table, and a mini fridge. “Do you throw parties down here or some shit like that?”

He laughed, “Luke uses it more than Quinn and I do, but pretty much.” He sat down on the couch and grabbed the remote. You sat next to him and waited for him to pull up Netflix. “What should we watch?” He put the word “watch” in quotes.

“Uh,” you hummed in though while looking at all the movies. “Put on like… a rom com or something?” You knew you weren’t going to be paying attention to the movie, but it just seemed the most fitting for whatever sexual thing that was about to happen.

He threw on a random rom com and turned it up a little bit. It was loud enough to mask our voices, not unless you two shouted… or moaned too loud.

He looked over at you and smirked, he glanced down at your lips before kissing you. Your eyes shut as your hands found their way onto the sides of his face. You fixed your position to where it was more comfortable.

His hands ventured down to your waist as he leaned back, making you lay on top of him. You shifted your position again, straddling on top of his lap. He kissed deeper, causing you to moan quietly.

When you finally pulled away, you gasped for air and looked down at him. The smirk never left his features and he looked extremely proud of himself for even managing to get you two down here.

“So,” you cooed. You had a coy expression wiped across your features. “What do you want to do with me?” You were intrigued with whatever plan he had rolled up his sleeve.

“How about I… go down at you? If you can stay quiet.” His words caused your cheeks to burn red and you nodded yes quickly.

You off of him and sat back down on the couch normally. He got off the couch and positioned himself on his knees right in front of you. You helped him pull off your panties and you rolled up the bottom half of your dress, helping him have better access before letting him take control of everything else.

He spread your legs open and wrapped his arms around your thighs, holding you in place. He dipped his tongue inside you, swirling it around before sucking gently on your clit. You were sensitive to the feel of his mouth, your head tilting back as you let out a quiet moan.

He flicked his tongue against your clit, causing the muscles in your thighs to jolt, his arms still able to hold you down.

He took long strokes with his tongue in between your folds until you started to feel yourself tightening. He took an extra slow lick before playing with your clit with his tongue once more.

As your legs continued to shake as the knot in your core grew stronger. “Jack,” you purred. “Go faster. Please!” The knot in your belly was getting tighter by the second.

Your heart rate was starting to pick up along with your sex drive. Your breaths became heavier and more hitched as pleasure pulsed through your body.

His tongue flicked once more, swirling around your swollen bead. His tongue worked its magic and he could tell how much it was satisfying you. You were going to cum any minute now.

He pulled his face out from between your legs and inserted his middle and ring fingers inside you. He pumped them in and out of you slowly, moving them in circles around your hole while his mouth went back to pleasing your clit.

Your breathing hitched and you arched your back, pressing your hips closer to his mouth as your hands dug into his hair. His lips were busy sucking you, and you felt like you were gonna die.

You tried to take deep breaths but your mind was focused only on his mouth sucking you off. “Please, fuck!” you begged. “Don’t stop.”

His fingers sped up a bit as his mouth kept working you off. You came undone with a moderately loud cry as your whole body shivered from the pleasure.

Your walls contracted around his fingers covering them in your juices. As your muscles relaxed, he pulled his fingers out of you and licked the taste of you off his lips. “Fuck, you taste so good,” he muttered before he came back up to kiss you on the lips.

You tasted the mix of his saliva and your fluid as you kissed him. You pulled away and tucked a couple strands of hair behind your ear. Suddenly, you got a wild idea.

“Now,” you said. “I want to reward you for being such a good boyfriend.” He looked like a dog hearing the word “treat”, his head tilted to the side while a wild eye expression spread across his features. “Take a seat.” You patted the spot next to you.

He sat down, oblivious to the idea in your head. You scooted closer to him and pulled back your hair into a ponytail. You unzipped his pants before pulling down his boxers just enough to reveal his dick.

His breath got caught in his throat at the sudden feeling of your hands on his dick. You lowered your mouth into Jack’s shaft, licking at his slit.

He let out a shaky breath as he shuddered. “Fuck,” he groaned, leaning his head back. Your tongue lapped around his tip before you took all of him in your mouth.

You alternated from sucking him off and licking the head of his penis for a few minutes. He was obviously enjoying it since he kept moving his hips off the couch in order to thrust into your mouth. His hand ran through your hair while you sucked him off.

“Y/n…” he groaned, watching your head bob as you continued to blow him. “Your mouth feels fucking amazing…” His praises kept you turned on as the desire of making him feel good was your main goal.

You were able to taste the precum off his tip before he finally came undone. “Shit, I’m gonna cum!” he groaned loudly before he shot a load in your mouth.

You pulled away from his dick after that, wiping the mix of drool and semen off your chin. It was too much for you to swallow so you found the closest tissue box and grabbed a couple tissues to spit into.

You looked back over to Jack while wiping the rest of his mess off your face. He was still sitting there panting, staring at you with a look of satisfaction swept onto his face. “God, you really know how to work that mouth of yours.”

You chuckled softly before looking back at the TV. You could tell he was done by the way he covered his dick with his boxers before zipping his pants back up. You were pretty exhausted yourself, so you grabbed your panties and slid them back on

“You wanna rewind the movie and actually watch it? It kinda looks good.” You sat back down next to him and scoot in close before placing your head on his shoulder.

He wrapped his arm around you, holding you even closer before answering. “Yeah, sure,” he said before he grabbed the remote and rewinded the movie all the a way to the beginning.

The rest of the night was spent with you and Jack cuddled up on the couch watching this rom com you had forgotten the name of before you eventually fell asleep.

His mother came down to check on you guys, seeing that it was just you and Jack on the couch with no funny business going on. She then crept back upstairs, leaving you two alone again.

#jack hughes #jack hughes x reader #jack hughes x y/n #jack hughes smut #apricot’s highschool au 🏫

[gojocp]

cute "dates"

wc: 1.3k featuring: gojo satoru, geto suguru, megumi fushiguro

a/n: hi!! sorry for being away for so long, school is acc so annoying. i just had a test and i think i did so bad. but whatever, it's over with. anyways, lmk how this is!

GOJO SATORU: ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

"Satoru, where are we going?" you ask, holding your hand in his, reassured by his warmth.

"Uh, yeah about that... I don't know where we are.." he responds, giving a sheepish smile in return to your deadpan stare.

You should've known it was a bad idea to sneak out of the dorms with your man-child boyfriend. Having been so busy with your school work and going on missions, he thought it would be good for the two of you to go out past curfew. Alone. In the middle of the night. And you should've never let him persuade you into this.

"...are you serious...?" you stare at him, puzzled. How could he not know where you were? It was his idea. "So, did you just keep walking?"

"Yeah, pretty much.." he confesses, a bashful look on his face. "But, it's fine! That just means more time together!"

"Satoru, babe. It's almost 2 in the morning. We both have class in the morning." You try reasoning with him, wanting to at least get some sleep. But that plan goes out the window as he keeps walking, hands still intertwined with yours. "Why did I let you talk me into this..?"

"Uh- because you love me? Duh!!" you remain silent.

"Babe?" No response.

"Sweetie?" Silence.

"You do love me, right?" Nothing.

"Baby?" Silence again.

"Pooks?" You don't falter.

"Okay fine! I don't even like you! Whatever!" No response.

"I don't care!" Still nothing.

After you don't respond for the nth time, he starts again.

"Baby, I didn't mean it! I love you! I'm sorry for getting us lost. You can hit me as many times as you want. Please, say something!!" he half-begs half-whines, pulling you close and peppering your face with kisses.

"...You knew I left my phone at the dorms, right? Why didn't you just use your own?" you question, finally looking up at him. He freezes,

"Uh...Because... uhm.." he trails off, unable to think of a response. "It's because I forgot! Yeah, that's why!" He says, trying to convince you. Your deadpan expression remains the same.

"Okay, okay! It's because.." he pauses, "It's because... I wanted to spend more time with you..." He winces, already scared of your response before you can say it.

"Then you should've just said that. I want to spend more time with you too. We've both just been busy." You sigh, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him in for a sweet kiss. He pauses- momentarily, before kissing back. His hands are all over you, moving from your waist to your back, to your hair, and back to your waist.

You have to pull away from him completely because if you only move your face away, his lips chase yours for another before you get the chance to breathe.

"Can we head back now? You can sleep over with me," you suggest, holding his hand in yours again.

"Yeah."

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

GETO SUGURU: ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

Theme parks are fun... Until your friends ditch you. That's exactly what happened. Atleast you're with your boyfriend!

You were given a week for a break from school, and your self-proclaimed "genius" friends decided to take a trip to an amusement park nearby. Claiming how it's gonna be "soo fun" and "the best day of our lives", (spoiler alert: it wasn't).

So there you were, waiting in line for the Ferris wheel that Shoko had suggested you all go on, it was late and you could see the moon from the top.

"It's not like we have classes tomorrow, I mean- Yaga can only kill us once, right?" Gojo says, explaining his reasoning for going on the Ferris wheel at 10 pm.

"Uh-huh, sure." Suguru agrees, half-heartedly.

"Ugh, whatever! Shoko back me up on this!"

"Nah."

"Excuse me?! How could you? Some friends you guys are."

"Alright, how many?" the employee asks towards your group. Gojo looks between you and Geto, holding hands. He shares a look with Shoko, before saying,

"Yeah... actually, I don't know what was in those churros but my stomach is about to explode, right now!"

"Huh?-"

"Shoko, come with me!" Gojo takes Shoko by the arm and drags her away, leaving the line and essentially ditching you and your boyfriend.

"Wh-"

"How many people?!" the employee asks again, harshly. Clearly, he doesn't get paid enough for this.

"Just two." your boyfriend replies, holding your hand tighter as the employee leads you both to your passenger car.

The ride is peaceful and quiet, as you watch the people below you and Suguru watches you. It's when the car reaches the top, that you can really see the moon illuminating the city.

"Wow..." you start, at a loss for words, "The moon looks beautiful tonight..." you smile softly, as you gaze at the moon, taking in the view. You pull out your phone to snap a photo to keep for memories.

"It does." Suguru agrees, crossing his arms. However, he isn't talking about the moon. As the only thing he's admiring is you. And your smile, the way your eyes crinkle near the corners, your lips curl up and suit your face perfectly. He can't get enough. That's why he hopes he can admire this view forever. But, like everything, all good things must come to an end. As the car reaches the bottom, you're freed from the belts.

"Where do you think they are?" you ask, holding Suguru's hand again as the crowd gets bigger.

"I'm not sure, let me text them." But as he pulls out his phone, he gets a text from the very person he's talking about.

Satoru: did you have fun??? i know im the best wingman ever no need to thank me!!

Suguru: wru?

Satoru: bruh, why is that the first thing you ask me? aren't you gonna say i'm such a good wingman??

Suguru: you're a good wingman wru

Satoru: by the front you're welcome by the way!!

The white-haired male gets left on seen as your boyfriend leads you to the exit. "They're by the front, let's go."

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

MEGUMI FUSHIGURO: ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

"Can ya do this?" you ask your boyfriend, shooting basketballs into the hoop at the arcade. "I know you can't." you tease.

"I can, actually." he enters a token and begins tossing the basketball into the net, getting every single one of them in.

"Yeah, well you can't do it as good as me!" you respond, baffled. Where did he learn to play basketball?

"Okay.." he lets out a breathy laugh.

You had just recently been given a week's break from school, and you decided to go on a date with your boyfriend. You had promised to buy him anything he wanted from the place, a thank-you gift for staying up late all those nights helping you study.

"There's no need, I wanted to do it," he responds softly, denying your request for the nth time.

"What if I beat you in a game? Then will you let me?" you ask, still wanting to thank him.

"Sure." he agrees, not wanting to deal with anymore questions.

So here you were, challenging your boyfriend at whatever game you saw (and losing miserably).

"(Y/N), it's really fine. I don't need anything," he repeats himself like a broken record, trying to convince you to stop wasting your energy and head back to the dorms.

"...are you sure?" you ask, feeling guilty that you couldn't get him a gift.

"Yes, I'm sure. Being with you is more than enough. Now let's head back," he replies, guiding you out of the arcade, not missing how you stare at a cat plushie.

When you get out the door, he quickly says, "I left my bag. Wait right here," and storms back into the arcade.

After waiting for a few minutes, he returns. "I'm back, let's go."

You arrive at your dorm and freshen up in the bathroom, when you get back to your bed, you see the same cat plushie you stared at lying with a note attached to it.

'I had fun. You don't need to get me a gift, because being with you is everything I could ever ask for and more. This is for you, sweet dreams.' - Megumi

#gojocp #jjk #gojo satoru x reader #gojo satoru #jjk fluff #jjk x reader #gojo x reader #satoru gojo fluff #satoru gojo x reader #fushiguro megumi #fushiguro megumi x reader #megumi fushiguro x reader #megumi x reader #megumi fushiguro #jjk megumi #geto suguru x reader #geto x reader #geto suguru #jjk geto #jujutsu geto #satoru

[dellalyra]

i NEED another part of Family Formation where megumi tells the reader that he has a crush on itadori but he’s scared to tell satoru because he don’t want him to make fun of it 😭 PLEASE

A/N: OMG A REQUEST I’M SO HAPPY THANK YOU NONNIE 🤍 I hope this is okay I kinda got carried away and added some more stuff if it’s not pls tell me and I’ll write MORE

Summary: Megumi comes home for the weekend, and he needs some Mom advice.

CW: Feelings, sweetness, the jjk elders 😡, mentions of being insecure about stuff and sexuality, teasing, a loving family, Satoru and Y/N’s baby is in the human world, swearing it’s me it’s gonna be there.

Recommended Listening:

Shrike - Hozier (the first half)

Angel - Finneas (the second half)

Tear in My Heart - Twenty One Pilots (playing at the start)

Family Formation Drabble

You lifted your son out of his playpen as you heard the doorbell ring, and holding him on your hip you almost run to the front of the house.

Opening the door, your eldest son stands with a sheepish smile on his face.

“Hi Mom, hey buddy,” Megumi says, laying his backpack on the tiled floor of the hallway of your and Satoru’s cottage.

“Here Akio, say hi to your brother.” Megumi lifts the 14-month-old from your arms and pats his snowy white head.

“Hi sweetheart, where’s that husband of mine?” You ask, now having to stand on your tiptoes to reach his cheek to kiss him.

“He’s going to the grocery store and said he’d be home in about 40 minutes. Something about meringue, I wasn’t listening.”

“Understandable. Yuuji and Nobara staying at school?” You lead your boys back into the kitchen where you put on a pot of coffee.

“Uh, yeah, they wanted to explore Tokyo for the weekend. Some festival or something.” He plops his brother back in the playpen and comes to sit at the kitchen island with you.

“And you didn’t want to go? I know you’re not a fan of crowds but you guys usually are joined at the hip. You didn’t have to come home for the weekend, sweetie.” Pouring his black coffee into his favourite mug (black, with an M on one side and a fluffy dog on the other).

“Uh no, I kinda needed a breather from Yuu- everyone.” He had flushed red at the name, and your instincts spiked, you’d had an inkling of what might have caused your emotionally constipated son to need a breather but you’d let him tell you if you wanted.

You had seen the shy looks through his eyelashes, the bright red tips of his ears from just a high five. The fact he gravitates toward him during missions. The spike in anger at seeing him hurt. The avoided hearing any form of praise from his pink-haired friend. You knew your son had grown a crush on Yuuji Itadori. To you, it was obvious. Well, to you and Satoru - but you had warned him to not bring it up, or make a deal of it, or try any elaborate schemes. Luckily, the matter of love was something Satoru knew not to meddle in. You both needed to come together naturally, and you wanted the same for your kids.

“I get that, I used to need breaks from your dad’s energy sometimes too. For people like us, sometimes the energy gets overwhelming, same with all the feelings. Maybe you’re spending too much time around me!” You giggle, nudging him in the side.

You hear mumbling (babbling, really) from the other side of the room and then a “Momma, up! Up!” So you pick up Akio on your hip and come back to sit with Megumi. He was staring into his coffee as if he was waiting for it to grow into a corporeal being.

“Mom, can I - can I, um, ask you about something?” He doesn’t look up when he asks.

“Always, sweetheart.”

“I think, I think I - I dunno. Maybe it’s dumb. It’s - I needed to get away this weekend to think for a while. To think about - about Itadori.” He swirls the spoon in his coffee. You know how much effort it’s taking your shy boy to talk about this so you don’t push, gently letting him continue.

“I think I… might like him. Like, as more than a friend.” The sound of his voice is so quiet you are glad the house is quiet.

“That’s great sweetheart, I’m happy to hear that. Have you talked to him about it?” You pet the raven and lock his head in a soothing gesture, keeping your voice steady and even as if coaxing a wolf into playtime.

He shakes his head.

“I’ve not told anyone, only you, and Akio I guess.” He smirks, and the baby on your thigh perks up hearing his name.

“Gumi!” The baby waves to his big brother, showing off his new skill of waving.

“Well, you know whatever you say can stay between us.”

“I don’t know what to do mom, I haven’t done this whole ‘like someone’ thing, and I- Yuuji, he’s a boy and my friend and I don’t want to be fucked with for it.”

“Sweet boy, who do you think wouldn’t be okay with that? I’m bi, your dad’s bi, Nobara well - that girl is completely in love with Maki. Inumaki wouldn’t care, Yuuta would be so happy to see you happy, Principal Yaga has had me, Shoko, Satoru, you kids - and your Uncle Suguru to deal with. You liking a boy is of no consequence to any of us, as long as the boy is good to you and you’re happy.”

“The elders? They’re not exactly accepting. I know you and Dad and all my friends won't care, I just don't want them to punish Yuuji any more.”

“Ha! Honey, have they met our family?! I and your dad have date nights of shouting at the elders. You're our son, Yuuji may as well be too. You guys are under our protection. Plus, if things get really bad - we can pull out the trump card. We can send Uncle Kento in to roll his eyes and call them shits and judge them in the silent scary way you've learned.”

He smirks at this, recalling stories of your temper scaring the senile men, and how Nanami and you team up often to call out bullshit.

“Did I tell you about when your dad and I began dating? The elders blew a fuse. Your dad being who he is, the ‘pinnacle of Sorcery society’ dating me? A girl whose family has been a matriarch fighting the male elders for 350 years? It was a bloodbath, and we were summoned to a meeting and let’s say by the end of it, nobody questioned our relationship again. They even sent us a wedding gift.” You say, pointing at the teapot on the counter.

“We love you, whether you’re straight, gay, sideways, bi - hell honey you could say you want to marry a tree I’d say great when’s the wedding? Him being a boy, is of no matter - what matters is whether or not he makes you happy. Now, have you confessed?” You peck his forehead.

“No. I don’t know how. Plus, I don’t even know if he’s into guys, let alone me.”

“First of all, he is. He told me a while back he had a crush on Timothee Chalamet - so I’d also argue you’re probably his type. Next point - what do you mean ‘let alone me!’, you, kid, are a devilishly handsome guy. You’ve got the whole, tall dark and handsome thing going on! Strong, kind, loyal, sensible - okay I’ll shut up.”

You giggled, knowing your cue to stop was him banging his head on the island, groaning ‘Mom please stop.’

“Yes please shut up now.”

“Megs, I’ve seen the way he looks at you. He’s crazy about you too, I’d bet my technique on it.”

He hums a nonsensical sound, but you can see a small smile on his face.

“Gumi!” Tiny grabby hands pull Megumi’s attention as he picks him up and he summons his divine dog for your son to pet.

“Can you not tell Dad? He’ll just tease me.”

“Hate to break it to you kid but your dad already knew. He’s around you kids 24/7.”

“But he never said anything? Surely if he knew he’d be insufferable.”

“Satoru is kinda good with matters of the heart, believe it or not. He knows this is something you need to do yourself, we both do. He managed to land me didn’t he?” You wink at him, and he smirks.

A voice sounds from the doorway,

“Who managed to land you? Do I have competition for your heart, princess?” Satoru asks, whisking you into his arms and kissing your forehead.

“Oh yes, a beautiful young man which dashing white hair and sparking blue eyes has not let go of me for 10 months.” You gesture to Akio, who is on Megumi’s lap.

“How dare he, I’ll just have to swallow him whole!” Satoru lifts your son into his arms and Megumi rolls his eyes and blows raspberries into his chubby baby belly, much to the infant's delight.

“Gumi, Got you chicken nanban, breast meat don’t worry!” He passes the box to the eldest boy, then turns to you. You smile at how thoughtful your beautiful husband can be.

“Donburi, for you, love of my life, princess, my queen.” He passes you another box.

“And for us, Akio, the ones with gourmet taste, mochi!” He takes a pink container out and all you can do is roll your eyes, thankful you had already given the baby his ACTUAL dinner.

“I’m just gonna go shower, I’ll be back in a few.” He pecks you and Akio on the head and tries to kiss Megumi too only to be swatted away.

As Satoru leaves, you turn to Megumi.

“We both know, and we love you. If you want to talk to me about it, I love hearing it from you, I’ve also been told I’m pretty great at advice - and I swept your dad off his feet. Got the strongest at my feet. It’s okay to take your time, but if you’re worried, I can’t tell you for sure he likes you too, like, a lot, Megumi. I promise.” You wink at him, knowing some humour would make this less uncomfortable for him.

You wouldn’t tell him so you weren’t interfering in something you knew would happen naturally, but you knew for sure because Yuuji had asked you what Megumi’s favourite restaurant was so he could ask him on a date on his birthday in two weeks. But that was a secret you keep to yourself, well, and Satoru and Akio. Megumi may be smarter than Yuuji, but Yuuji was far more aware of feelings. He had been worried he’d be turned down, but you assured the pink-headed boy he wouldn’t be - to which he thanked you, Satoru and Akio for his very informative babbles and bounced out of the room to get help planning from Nobara.

“Thanks, Mom.” Megumi gives you a small smile, sheepish as ever.

“No need, it’s my pleasure, darling boy.” You kissed his forehead (smiling at not being swatted away).

“Ahhh baba! Puppy gumi! Jababuoa.” Akio says from his high chair.

“Very true Akio, you’re not wrong. Megumi, opinion?”

“No, he’s definitely onto something, good job buddy.”

#gojo x reader #gojo satoru x reader #jjk x reader #gojo satoru #jjk #gojo fluff #anime #dad!gojo #itafushi #nobara x maki #megumi x itadori #yuuji x megumi

[ladykailitha]

Not All That Glitters is Gold Part 14

I'm thinking about writing an epilogue/sequel to this because after reading the ending, I feel like I've cheated you out of something special, but the story feels like it should have ended after the rut. So let me know in the comments if you would like see the bonding and birth of their first child.

First of two chapters being posted today.

The after party. Tommy makes an appearance and Chrissy comes to rescue...well so do everyone in Stevie's corner, but especially her.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12 Part 13

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The after party was buzzing with the who’s who of the industry. Producers and artists mingled with label execs and the best escorts Starcourt had to offer.

Steve had been invited to a couple of these in his time and always had fun.

Eddie was talking to this beautiful actress in a long purple and black gown. She had song on the soundtrack of her latest movie, surprising a lot of people with her vocal talents in addition to her acting.

Steve gulped down a bit of champagne to chase the bile of jealousy that he had forced back down.

“Well if it isn’t, Steve Harrington,” a cool voice said behind him.

Steve schooled his expression and turned around.

There was Tommy Hagan.

It had been a lovely couple of months where they hadn’t run into each at an event at all.

Steve smiled. “Hey, Tommy, you working a client or just the room tonight?”

When Starcourt supplied omegas to after parties like this one, they were allowed to network to get new clients. So not only were they paid well, they could bring in even more money by picking up new clients.

“He doesn’t love you, you know,” Tommy sneered. “This is all stunt to take the attention off of the fact that he fucked up with two omegas and nearly caused a scandal for the label both times.”

Steve knew that was the reason for the ‘fake dating’ contract. It was his business to know. “What’s the matter, Tommy? Upset that I get to fuck your favorite rockstar? You must have been so livid when you found out that I got invited to their charity gala and you didn’t.”

“You think you’re so special getting a million dollar cherry pop price,” Tommy snapped. “But that just means that you had to stay longer to pay it off, stupid.”

Steve rolled his eyes. “Yes, and I made that my first year. I didn’t have to stay, but I know my worth, sweetie. And it is a hell of a lot more than a million dollars.”

“You’ve got your claws in him now,” Tommy hissed, “but he’ll figure out that you’re as shallow as your intelligence.”

Steve flushed and Tommy smirked, knowing he hit the mark. The one thing that Steve was always worried about and that was coming across as the dumb bunny.

“I’m not stupid,” he whispered harshly. “Just because I haven’t gone to fancy schools doesn’t mean I’m dumb.”

Tommy laughed cruelly. “Look around you, Steve. This is all you’ll ever have. All you’ll know. You’re only worth is what’s between your legs, not what’s between your ears.”

Tears stung at the corner of Steve’s eyes.

Then there was a warm arm that slid around his waist and Steve leaned into the embrace.

“You okay, baby?” Eddie murmured, pressing a kiss to the top of his head.

“Much better now that you’re here,” Steve whispered back, nuzzling the under side of his throat.

“Stevie and I were just having a little chat,” Tommy said all false smiles, “weren’t we?”

Steve pressed further into Eddie’s side.

Eddie scoffed. “I heard what you were saying, it’s why I came over.”

Tommy blanched. “What?”

“And I did not like what you said at all.” He kissed Steve soundly on the lips. “Troy and Robin are waiting for you, babe. They’ll take you somewhere where you can calm down and I’ll be right behind you, okay?”

Steve nodded and went right into the waiting arms of Robin, Troy covering Steve from behind so no one could see how upset he was.

“You’re Tommy Hagan, right?” Eddie asked, low and menacing.

Tommy nodded.

“I’ve been hearing about your supposed rivalry with Steve from a couple different people tonight.” Eddie’s tone grew even darker.

Tommy opened his mouth, but Eddie held up his hand to stop him, “And no, Steve was not one of them. From other handlers and escorts. From what I could gather, you’re pissed because he rose to the top of the company faster than you did. He’s prettier, more charming, and better at his job.”

“Think whatever you like,” Tommy scoffed. But the red flush to his cheeks belied his statement.

“And now he’s dating the lead singer of your favorite band and you are just eaten up with envy and jealousy,” Eddie continued. “So you decided to go after Steve’s intelligence knowing it was a soft spot for him. But there are different kinds of intelligence and Steve’s is all emotional. And that’s what makes him brilliant at what he does.”

“Still makes him as dumb as a rock,” Tommy hissed.

Eddie just shook his head. “I’m making a complaint against you with the agency. This is really bad behavior for a Starcourt omega and doesn’t reflect well on them.”

Then Tommy really did pale. All color drained from his face, leaving his freckles more pronounced in the absence of color on his cheeks.

Eddie just shook his head and went in search of Steve.

Troy spotted him first and waved him over to a small alcove where Robin was rubbing Steve’s back as he struggled to calm down.

Eddie knelt in front of him and began rubbing his arms. “Hey, sweetheart. Do you need to leave?”

Steve took in a deep shuddering breath and held in his a moment. “No. Tommy is an ass but I can handle it.”

“You don’t have to if you don’t want to,” Eddie murmured, caressing Steve’s cheek with his thumb. “With the horrible questions, the sexist alpha, and now this asshole. You admit it affected you and we can go home.”

Steve’s lip quivered. “But what about you, don’t you have to be here?”

“Sweetheart,” Eddie said, cupping his cheeks, “I have been here. I could duck out. The rest of the band is still here as well as Benny and our producer Alexi. They could hold court if you really needed us to go right now.”

“Tommy’s already been reported to management,” Troy said, cradling his ear. “They still want Eddie to make a formal complaint, but they’re pulling Tommy out and replacing him with Chrissy Cunningham.”

Robin nodded. “Elinor and a couple other omegas who were here with actual clients had run afoul of him as well.”

Steve raised his head. “Wait, really? He’s pissed that he was only here to work the room as opposed to being with a client? Is he stupid?”

Troy raised his hand and rocked his fingers back and forth. “The jury is still out on that one.”

Eddie looked back between Troy and Steve in confusion. “I don’t understand.”

“It depends on the client,” Steve said, “but an escort can make $1000-5000 a night. But working a room, you’re paid an five grand plus the chance to pick up future clients. Alphas that aren’t there with anyone who might have an event coming up that would be improved by having an escort. Maybe their rut is coming up soon. Working a room can net an escort closer to ten to fifteen grand.”

Eddie blinked. “Holy shit. Now, I’m wondering how he could be so stupid.”

“I could answer that,” a warm female voice said behind them.

Steve looked up and grinned. “Chrissy!”

Eddie stood up and turned around to see one of the prettiest female omegas he ever seen. Her strawberry blonde hair was artfully pulled back in a wavy bun, highlighting her green eyes and dazzling smile. She wore a pink mermaid tail dress that had feathers on her hips and on the train. She held a matching clutch.

She gave Steve a hug. “I’m sorry Tommy was an douchebag tonight, cher. But I’m here now.”

Steve relaxed, the last bit of tension bleeding from his frame with her casual support.

“So why would d-bag want a client over working the room if the gains are greater working the room?” Eddie asked, shoving his hands into his jacket pockets.

He had changed, too. The tuxedo pants had been replaced by leather ones, and he wore a band tee under a leather jacket. His knee high boots gave him a little extra height on Steve even in his own heels.

Chrissy smiled up at him. “Because if you’re working the room, that means you weren’t good enough to get a client going to the Grammy’s. It’s about the prestige of being with a big name artist. And that clout can’t be bought. Steve here is going to get more requests being at Eddie’s side, then I will from working the room.”

Robin snorted. “Only because Steve’s that hot.”

Steve ducked his head to hide his blush. He really did have the best of friends.

Chrissy giggled. “There’s a little bit to that, sure. But the salient point is that Tommy is jealous because he knows that even with Eddie courting Steve, Steve is going to make a hell of a lot more money than Tommy could hope to dream of in just this year.”

“He was trying to upset the escorts on jobs so that they would leave,” Troy said, “which would free up the clients for those only working the room.”

Steve and Chrissy gave Troy an appraising eyebrow, impressed.

“Sounds about right,” Steve said. “Which means leaving would be giving in to his schemes. Plus, Chrissy is here now. That makes the party way more fun.”

Eddie held out his hand and helped Steve to his feet. “Whatever you want, princess. I am but yours to command.”

Steve wagged his eyebrows. “Something I’ll consider for tonight.”

Robin and Chrissy wolf whistled.

Troy just shook his head. With Robin in tow, Troy melded back into the crowds to keep an eye on Steve from a distance.

Chrissy was introduced to the band. Jeff was immediately smitten by her charms.

He was falling over his feet to impress her.

“Jeffy here writes our music,” Eddie told her and Steve. “I write the lyrics and he turns them into songs. Really I have the easy part. He does all the heavy lifting.”

Gareth, immediately picking up on where Eddie was going with this followed that up with, “Yeah. Which considering he boxes to stay in shape it’s really easy for him.”

“You box?” Chrissy asked, all interest. “Do you actually get in the ring or do you just go up against punching bags to prevent ruining the prettiest face of the band?”

Steve hissed at her, “You take that back! Eddie is the hottest member of the band.”

“Hottest guitarist, maybe,” Elinor huffed. “Hottest member is clearly Gareth.”

The three alphas were starting to growl when Brian stepped in. “Guys, guys. You’re all very pretty. The prettiest. Now can we move on?”

Just when everyone had calmed down, he said, “Besides we all know the best looking one in the band is me!”

His friends dogpiled him and wrestled him to the ground.

Chrissy leaned over to Steve as the four of the tussled. “Do they do this often?”

Steve just shrugged. He hadn’t had the chance to hang out with band yet.

Elinor rolled her eyes. “They are like this all the time. In a minute or so, they’ll get tired, give up and move on like nothing has happened. They’ll straighten their clothes and hair, all the better for it.”

Sure enough they did just that.

Brian looked the worst for wear considering he had been the one under attack, but nothing was torn or out of place and quite quickly they were looking like nothing had happened.

“I love these dorks,” Eddie murmured. “So, so much.”

Steve kissed his cheek. “That’s good, because I think you’re stuck with them, being in a band and all.”

Jeff giggled. “Is he stuck in here with us, or are we stuck in here with him?”

Steve tapped his lips thoughtfully. “Oh, definitely the latter.”

“Hey!” Eddie protested.

Gareth shook his head. “No, no. I’m with Steve on this one. We are definitely stuck in here with you.”

“Traitors,” he muttered darkly.

Steve nuzzled his scent gland and Eddie’s alpha purred. It took every ounce of Steve’s professionalism he had to keep the replying chirp quiet enough that only Eddie could hear.

Eddie grinned. “Just let me make the rounds one more time and then you and I will get out of here.”

Steve nodded and then watched him go. He grabbed another glass of champagne from a passing waiter and downed in one gulp.

Chrissy’s eyes went wide and she slipped her arm through his and murmured, “Come on, cher. Let’s talk, you look like you need it.”

Steve nodded and followed her outside to get some fresh air. Once there he told her all about his night and not just the Tommy fuckery.

“I was standing there already feeling jealous about the gorgeous female omega actress that he was talking to and then Tommy came in and poked at my other biggest insecurity and I just crumpled...”

Chrissy put her arm around his shoulder and laid her head on his chest.

“You’re going to have to decide if that side of his job is going to be worth it, because if you’re freaking out over him just talking to an actress,” she said gently, “how are you going to fare when he goes on tour?”

Steve sighed. It was one of the reasons that Neil never requested to court him. Being on tour all the time, the constantly being away from Steve who was very much of fixture of LA.

“I don’t know,” he admitted softly. “But he stirs something inside me that I have never felt before and it’s addicting. It feels like flying and I worry that I’ll fly too close to the sun and fall.”

“Soar anyway, Steve,” she advised him. “It’s scary and it’s new. But soar anyway. You deserve a chance at happiness, just be sure to tell Eddie when you feel this way. Because he’s not a mind reader. He can’t see what’s happening behind his back.”

Steve frowned. “What do you mean?”

“Eddie was told Tommy was harassing you,” Chrissy said. She held up her hand before Steve could say anything. “Now before you get all in your head thinking that he had to be told to come to your rescue, we both know that’s not true. But he had to be told you were in danger. Because it was happening where he couldn’t see. So you have to tell him when you’re feeling left out or jealous, because if it’s happening where he can’t see, he can’t fix it.”

Steve let out a long sigh. “Yeah, I see what you mean. If I had been more honest about the actress, Eddie would have already been by my side and maybe Tommy would have still approached or not, but probably not.”

She nodded. She turned around and saw Eddie looking for Steve. She spun Steve around and pushed him toward Eddie.

“Now go get your man.”

Steve stumbled into the venue and began moving quickly so he could reach Eddie faster.

Suddenly Eddie had an armful of soft omega.

“Hey, sweetheart,” he murmured into Steve’s ear, wrapping his arms tightly around his waist. “You ready to go home?”

“Yeah,” Steve said softly. “Take me home, Eds.”

****

Part 15 Part 16 Part 17

The confrontation with Tommy had been stewing in my head since I first starting writing the story, originally it was going to be with the Nancy and Billy at New Yorker party but there was already too much going on in that chapter so it got moved here.

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The Talk

Pairing - Pete 'Maverick' Mitchell x daughter!reader, Bradley Bradshaw x Mitchell!reader

Word count - 2,701

Warnings - mentions of sex, lil' splash of angst, fluff

Summary - you and Bradley near the next step in your relationship, however, you worry about it

Sequel to - 'Overprotective Aviators'

A/N - what is up y'all? I appear once more to offer y'all a fic that was a lovely anon request! I had so much fun writing this and I hope I did the idea justice! I won't ramble so as per y'all, please send in requests, feedback and enjoy!!!

It had been almost one year since Bradley asked you out on a date and your relationship was still going strong. It took your dad a good week or so to actually process the fact you were dating his best friend’s son but after a long talk with Bradley which ended with Bradley ensuring he’d do his best by you and wouldn’t break your heart; your dad accepted it. Though it didn’t stop him from insisting you kept your PDA to a minimum when you were in his immediate vicinity.

The further into the relationship you got with Bradley, you started to get more intimate, lingering touches lasted longer than usual. You hadn’t had sex with Bradley, but your mind was screaming at you that you were getting clear signs you were nearing that step in your relationship. You were sure Bradley had much more relationship experience than you. He had girlfriends before he got with you, but Bradley was your first relationship. You had never been massively popular in high school so many boys didn’t look your way. Even if you did have boys throwing themselves at your feet, you were sure your dad would’ve chased them away sharpish.

Carole had quickly caught onto the changes that happened with you. She noticed how you and Bradley were more touchy than usual. How you often went off seeking privacy with him more often than not. She knew Maverick and Goose hadn’t picked up on the changes. She loved the two men dearly, but she knew there wasn’t a thought that occurred in their heads most of the time. She also knew that she should have a conversation with you, woman to woman.

One day, when Bradley was out with Maverick and Goose, working on repairs on the P-51 Mustang Maverick had found himself in possession of, Carole had headed over to your house, knocking on the door and greeting you with a smile.

“Hey, sweetie. Could we have a chat?” Carole asks as you invite her in, following you into the living room and sitting on the sofa as you nod.

“Of course. Is everything okay?” You reply, sitting down on the sofa, leaving a little gap between both you and her as your mind begins to race with worst-case scenarios.

“I just wanted to have a chat with you, woman to woman.” Carole says softly, taking one of your hands in hers and squeezing it softly. You remained silent, confused about what she was getting at.

“Now, sweetheart, I’ve noticed some changes with you and Bradley, and something is telling me you two are nearing that step where you are going to have sex for the first time.” Carole says, getting straight to the point as you feel your face get hot very suddenly.

“What? Carole, I don’t-”

“y/n, don’t bother denying it. I have eyes you know. It’s okay if you want to take that next step together.” Carole says, not letting you try and hide behind a lie. You remain silent for a moment, processing her words and thinking about your own doubts.

“I’m scared.” You admit quietly, dropping your head as Carole squeezes your hand softly, getting you to look at her.

“What are you scared of, sweetie?” Carole asks softly, her gaze never leaving you. She was all too aware that you didn’t have any kind of maternal figure in your life, so she always did her best to be a trusted woman in your life, especially since your dad had a tendency to sleep around and never get in a relationship.

“Bradley’s been in more relationships than me. He probably knows what to do and what not to do with things like that. I’m scared I’m not good enough for him.” You confess, blinking back the tears that threaten to spill past your defences as Carole coos quietly, bringing you into her arms as she rubs a hand up and down your back as she holds you tight.

“Oh y/n/n. You don’t need to worry about that. Bradley is most definitely head over heels for you. I know taking steps like this is scary, but communication is key in relationships, sweetie. Goose and I have to have conversations about things. Every couple needs communication, it’s what keeps relationships afloat. You don’t even need to have the conversation the next time you see him if it doesn’t feel right. Just make sure you do talk about it. I’m sure if you spoke to him, he’d understand. If he doesn’t then just know he’d have some hell to deal with because I did not raise him to be that way.” Carole says, pulling away and grinning when she notices the small smile creeping onto your face. You knew she was right, that relationships required communication and if you just spoke to Bradley, you were sure everything would be okay. Before you could say another word, you hear the front door unlock and Maverick announce his return with Goose and Bradley entering behind.

“Honey, what are you doing here?” Goose says the moment he sees Carole in the living room, immediately sweeping her up into his arms and pressing a delicate kiss upon her lips.

“Just wanted to keep y/n company while you men were gone.” Carole says, grinning up at her husband with loving eyes. Bradley then squeezes past his parents and sits alongside you, pulling you into a quick kiss.

“Hey, don’t push your luck, Bradshaw.” Maverick scolds as you and Bradley pull away from the kiss, smiling softly at each other.

“Dad.” You mutter, glancing over at Maverick who holds his hands up in mock surrender.

“Let’s go sit in the garden, the weather’s beautiful.” Bradley says, tugging you to your feet and leading you to the back door to head out into the garden as the adults watch with soft smiles. The second the two of you are out of sight, Carole turns to Maverick.

“Mav, we need to talk. Alone.”

“Wha- don’t you want to include me in this conversation too, honey?” Goose splutters, looking between Maverick and his wife.

“Nick, honey, I love you, but this is a Maverick thing. Besides, I know he’ll tell you the second the two of you are left alone.” Carole says, looking up at her husband and patting his cheek lovingly as he pouts lightly. Carole then grabs Maverick’s wrist, tugging him into the privacy of the kitchen and turning to face him the moment she hears Goose turning on the tv to occupy himself.

“What did you need to talk about, Carole?” Maverick says, leaning back against the kitchen counter with folded arms.

“You need to speak to your daughter.” Carole says bluntly looking at Maverick who blinks in shock.

“I literally spoke to her a minute ago.” Maverick starts, confused as to where Carole was going with this conversation.

“No. Your daughter is growing up Pete. And growing up means that when she gets into a serious relationship, she’s going to take that big step when she’s ready.” Carole says, watching as Maverick’s eyes narrow in confusion before widening in realisation.

“You don’t mean…” Maverick starts, knowing where Carole was going but hoping he was wrong.

“Sex? Yes, I do mean that.” Carole says as Maverick glances out the kitchen window, seeing you and Bradley curled up together in the hammock.

“I- are you- how did you find out?” Maverick manages to force out, looking back at Carole who bites back an amused grin at Maverick being rendered almost speechless for the first time in his life.

“I spoke to her, woman to woman. I gave her a little advice, but her dad needs to give her the rest.” Carole says, watching as Maverick’s shoulders slacken.

“You’ve given her some advice, why can’t you give her the rest? I’m not a woman.” Maverick says, rubbing the back of his neck nervously.

“Pete, I may be a woman but you’re her father. You’re the only parent she has, and she needs her dad to talk to her about this whether you like it or not. She needs you to teach her how to be safe when it comes to sex. I know it's an awkward conversation, believe me, I know. How do you think Goose fared when we gave the talk to Bradley? He couldn’t get a full sentence out, I think he stopped functioning altogether. I know it’s tough when you realise your kid is growing up, but they still need our love and support regardless of their growing independence. Just talk to her Mav.” Carole says, resting a hand on Maverick’s upper arm as she gives him a soft smile. Maverick sighs lightly, but nods his head regardless, looking down at the tiled kitchen floor.

“I’ll talk to her.” Maverick says as he shifts his gaze to look back up at Carole who pats his arm.

“Good. Now, let’s get back to Goose, he might go insane if he’s alone any longer.” Carole laughs lightly, turning around and opening the kitchen door and heading into the living room while Maverick remains rooted in place for a moment, thinking over how to approach the conversation with you, re-joining Carole, and Goose once he had collected his thoughts.

That evening, after the Bradshaw’s had headed home for the night, Maverick was sitting alongside you on the sofa as you watched the tv. Carole’s words echoed around Maverick’s head as he glanced at you out of the corner of his eye. Without warning, Maverick grabbed the remote and muted the tv, ignoring your protests.

“y/n, we need to talk.” Maverick starts, and you immediately have a feeling that you know where this is going.

“Did you speak to Carole?” You ask, fiddling with your fingers as you look down at your hands.

“I’d say she cornered me into the kitchen and spoke to me. But yes, we spoke.” Maverick says after letting out a weak chuckle.

“Dad, I-”

“Squirt, you’re going to need to let me talk, okay?” Maverick politely interrupts, shuffling around to face you properly.

“Carole told me that you reckon that you and Bradley are nearing that next step in your relationship. I need to make sure you know how to be safe when you do make that step. You need to know you have the right to say no if you don’t want to have sex. Don’t let yourself feel pressured into saying yes if you don’t want to. As long as you’re safe and know you have the right to say ‘no’, you’ll be fine. I just want you to be safe.” Maverick says, making you look up at him before he offers you a soft smile before he reaches out, wraps an arm around your shoulders and tugs you into his side.

“Bradley won’t force me to do anything, will he?” You ask, looking up at your dad who softens.

“No, sweetheart. As much as I like to pretend that he annoys me because he’s dating you, I know he’s so in love with you and Goose and Carole raised him to be nothing but respectful. It’s just important that you know that you can say no if you don’t want to have sex.” Maverick assures, rubbing a hand up and down your back before pressing a kiss to the top of your head as you nod against his side.

“I really love Bradley. I’m scared I’m not good enough for him because I don’t have as much relationship experience as him.” You admit quietly, curling further into your dad’s arms like you were little again.

“Oh, y/n/n. Like I said, Bradley is hopelessly in love with you. He’s as in love with you as Goose is in love with Carole. You have nothing to worry about.” Maverick reassures, squeezing you lightly.

“Carole said a similar thing.” You say as you laugh lightly to yourself as you remember Carole’s words from earlier. Maverick didn’t reply, opting to stay silent and relish the feeling of you curled in his arms. He knew you were growing more independent by the day, and that you would reach a point where you wouldn’t want to find solace in your father’s arms anymore, so he relished any moment he got with you.

“I love you, dad.” You mumble, smiling to yourself when you feel your dad press another kiss to the top of your head.

“I love you too, y/n.” Maverick whispers as you return your attention to the muted television, planning on how to approach Bradley with the conversation.

The time for you to speak to Bradley came a couple of days later, Maverick and Goose were at Top Gun, teaching, and Carole was out visiting some friends, so you had gone around to Bradley’s house. The two of you were upstairs in his room and sat on his bed as you kissed each other passionately. As you pulled away, resting your foreheads against each other, Bradley’s hand brushed against your thigh as he moved to set it on your hip. You tensed up at the contact and Bradley noticed, immediately pulling away and looking at you worriedly.

“Are you okay?” Bradley asked, his eyes searching yours as you silently scold yourself for flinching at Bradley’s touch. You’d never flinched at his touch before, but you knew why you had done so. It was time to have the conversation you were most fearing.

“Bradley, I feel like we’re getting close to that step in our relationship where we… you know… have sex and I’m going to be honest; I’m terrified I’m not going to be good enough for you. You’ve been in relationships before, and I don’t know how well I measure up to old girlfriends you had.” You ramble, opening your mouth to speak more but being stopped by Bradley gently resting a finger on your lips to silence you.

“Honey, let me talk for a moment, okay? It’s okay if you don’t have much relationship experience, we all start somewhere. I don’t know everything about relationships. I love you, and there’s no rush about anything. We don’t have to have sex or anything unless we’re both ready. There’s no rush for anything. Yes, we’re getting a bit more intimate but that doesn’t mean we have to be leaping into anything if we’re not ready. We can take it slow, that’s more than okay.” Bradley says, his gentle smile never leaving his face as he speaks, his finger moving from your lip so he can cup your face gently, his smile widening as you leaned into his touch.

“I love you too Bradley. Sorry for blurting all that out, I’ve just been panicking for a couple of days.” You apologise, attempting to bury your face in his palm. Bradley carefully removes his hand so he can see you properly.

“There’s my beautiful girl. It’s okay. I’m glad we talked about this. My parents always tell me that communication is important. I also want to be sure you know you can always come to me to talk if you need to.” Bradley says softly, leaning in and pressing his forehead to yours as a smile breaks out across your face.

“And you can always talk to me if you need.” You say, quickly leaning closer to press a quick kiss to Bradley’s lips. Just as you pull away, Bradley grabs your waist and pulls you back in, kissing you again as you bite back a giggle at your boyfriend’s sudden movement.

“Is this okay?” Bradley asks as he pulls away, his eyes flicking down to his hands before looking back up at you.

“More than okay.” You confirm, kissing him once more until the need for air becomes too much.

“As much as I’d love to keep kissing you. I had a date idea. There’s that new mini-golf place that has just opened along the beach. I was thinking we could go there and test it out, a bit of fun and competition.” Bradley says after pulling away and a cheeky smile crosses his face.

“I hope you’re ready to lose Bradshaw.” You say, a smirk covering your face.

“In your dreams, Mitchell.”

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*Wesper kids first day of school*

Wylan: Have a good day sweetie

Jesper: You’re gonna have a great time, heres your bag

Wesper kid: Why are you telling me to ‘have a good day’ surely you will be there to know what kind of day Im having??

Wylan: We will be back later

Wesper kid: Theres food in this bag? Are you casting me adrift??? Is this because I didnt eat my vegetables? I’ll eat all my veggies I promise and tidy my room

Jesper: You didnt do anything wrong, love. This is school, you’re going to learn things and have fun

Wylan: And make lots of friends, its alright

Wesper kid: Its alright? There are BARS around this place! How will I have fun? Everyone here looks as miserable as I feel

Wesper kid: Even the grown ups look miserable!

Wylan: We will be back at 3 to pick you up

Wesper kid: 3?! Ghezzen knows when that will be!? You know I cant tell the time! What if you just wait outside and I can signal you if its not going well

Jesper: Okay its time to go in, we will see you at 3

Wesper kid: *Being led inside* Explain my absence to my toys they wont understand why Ive gone!

#wesper kid is just as dramatic as his dads #jes and wylan agree its important for their son to go to a regular school #doesnt mean they dont sob on the way home and count the minutes until 3 #wesper kid doesnt agree #soc #soc incorrect quotes #six of crows incorrect quotes #six of crows #wylan van eck #jesper fahey #wesper kid #wesper parents #wesper

[infin1ty-garden]

STILL ALIVE

ೃ⁀➷ summary: headcanons of the f1 drivers as the scream killer, ghostface ೃ⁀➷ charcters: CS55, LN4, OP81, LS2, CL16, MV1 & DR3 ೃ⁀➷ warnings: mention of murder, drugs and drinking ೃ⁀➷ word count: 1k ೃ⁀➷ author note: suppose to be a halloween special but couldn't finish it in time

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CARLOS AND LANDO

They are kind of the Billy and Stu being ghostface for fun mostly and fame Lando was already popular but in school that couldn't compare to real fame and the fastest way to do so, be a serial killer And who better to be a accomplice then his best friend, Carlos The first victim was easy Lando found out his charm still worked even on the phone while Carlos did the killing Carlos never felt better, the thrill of kill will be something he wouldn't be able to live without That's where you come in having arrived home to find your boyfriend covered in blood

"Baby, it's not what it looks like," you were horrified understandably. You tried running but Lando stopped you from leaving. "Sweety don't leave. It's gonna be okay," you were suddenly out like a light. Only to wake up tied to a chair and duct tape covering your mouth.

You started thrashing around in order to free yourself but to no avail. "Don't worry we won't hurt you," Lando said as he slowly caressed your face. Your head jerked violently away from him. "He isn't lying. We will never harm you. I know your scared and confused."

They kept to their promise to you but the killings didn't stop But your relationship changed with Carlos. It took time to trust him again and Lando as well They treated you like a queen, it was all so confusing. They were murderers. They had killed people What will you do turn them in or be a accomplice by association?

OSCAR AND LOGAN

Oscar had been using the ghostface identity for a while now what he didn't expect was a showdown with the real ghostfaces Once Logan finally managed to take off the mask only for his friend's eye to be staring back at him Since that moment the three of you teamed up, worked together, killed together It has brought you closer and added a new partner to your and Logan's relationship Logan for a while has had some form of feelings for Oscar, only now realising that those weren't just friendship but love Oscar fit right in with the both of you like this was meant to happen

Oscar and Logan had gone out for a kill. Their victim this time, your ex. The guy decided to pop back into your life, thought he could embarrass you or coax the boys in leaving you. Whatever his plan was...

They couldn't let that slide. His blood was the one on their knives. Every stab brought a smile to their faces. Only stopping when he wasn't breathing. Logan was a bit shaken up despite everything he still wasn't used to it.

Once they'd come home the first thing Logan did was look for you. Oscar and you spent the rest of your night comforting Logan. Playing with his hair and cuddling. It was a nice finish to the day.

CHARLES LECLERC

Charles had been obsessed with you for a while but now he didn't have to hide his affection with the ghostface identity he could act anyway he wanted It would be an understatement if say ghostface bringing you roses wasn't weird Wasn't ghostface a vicious killer murdering a bunch of people on campus He would leave you different gifts every time but never appearing himself, untill...

"What's your favourite scary movie?" You rolled your eyes. "Pierre, this is so unoriginal on halloween really?" The only answer on the other side is breathing. "This isn't fucking Pierre," you walked around the apartment locking the doors just incase.

"Okay then who are you," you said, taking a knife. "There's no need for that," ghostface suddenly appeared slowly making his way towards you. "I'm not going to hurt you," you swung the knife. "Sure," then in a second the knife was flying out of your hands and you were pinned to the wall.

"I mean it, I didn't spend weeks planning the perfect gifts for you to treat me like this."

"I don't care, take them back," he held your face so you were looking at him. The mask was removed and you saw the face of your best friend staring at you. "Charles! WHAT THE FUCK! You scared the shit out of me," he moved away from you.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to scare you so badly," you gently cradled his face. "You dumb idiot."

DANIEL AND MAX

Both of the drivers have had a crush on you and what better way to get rid off the competition then murdering them You would come crying to them about one of your friends dying. They would be all comforting, despite they're the reason for your distress Your reaction would not deter them from their actions, in fact encourage them You would become closer and more dependent on them. It made them feel like they're on cloud nine. All this attention from you like a drug they can't get enough of You were with them almost all the time

You were at a halloween party one of your friends was having. Max and Daniel stuck to you like two guard dogs. Anybody who they didn't recognize or got too close, they would stand in front of you like a wall. Daniel was dressed up as a shirtless cowboy and Max as ghostface.

You had gotten really drunk and Daniel had lost track of you. You were looking to get even more drunk but someone grabbed your waist grinding their boner into you. Without a word he started taking you to a room, one you didn't recognize.

Everything was a blur. The guy was on you and started kissing you. The same dude was suddenly thrown on the ground. Daniel was in front of you in an instant. "Hey, did he do anything to you," he asked, looking over every part of you. Max was dealing with the dude.

By dealing, killing. You stared in shock. No matter how drunk. It was still murder. Max started stabbing him and didn't stop until he was choking on his own blood. "Max?" Daniel quickly turned your face away from the scene as you hugged him. "I just wanna go home."

It took you a while to trust Max again but you did cuz you had no one else

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[crimsonkenjii-writes]

Take Your Child to Work Day

Tomioka Giyuu x Wife!Reader • Kimetsu Gakuen AU

Synopsis: You and Giyuu couldn’t find a babysitter in time so Giyuu opted out to taking his son to work with him

A/N: I had Dad!Giyuu brain rot so then drew Giyuu reading to his son and then I thought of this idea as I was drawing so now I'm writing it lol

CW: none just fluff ♡

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“Are you really sure you're okay with that? Would the school be okay with that??” You ask your husband, taking another glance down at your phone to catch the time. You both needed to leave the house soon to get to work. However, you couldn’t leave your son home alone. He was too young to be left in the empty house unmonitored. But calling off of work wasn’t an option either. Your husband had offered to take his son to work with him.

“I mean, its a school. Its always filled with kids. I'm sure they won’t mind, especially if I explain what happened. The babysitter called last minute saying she got sick and couldn’t come today, its no one’s fault.”

You place your hand on top of your child’s head, still feeling worried about the time crunch and who would watch over your son. “Hmmm I guess. You sure he’ll have a spot to sit down and stayed entertained?”

“I’m sure.” Your husband responds, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth to reassure you that everything would turn out just fine. You smile back at him, looking at the time once more and taking note that you both didn’t really have much of an option anyways. You bend down to reach your child’s gaze, cupping his chubby cheeks into your palms.

“Okay, Sweetie. You’re going to be going to work with your Papa today. Make sure to behave and do what Papa says, alright?”

A wide grin appears on your child’s face, excited at the fact he’d get to spend all day with his dad. You start to place kisses all across his face, squeezing his cheeks and telling him how much you’ll miss him and to have an amazing day. Standing back up to place a kiss on Giyuu’s lips.

“Okay, I got to start heading out, take care. I’ll see you both later.” Giyuu gives you a goodbye as you rush out the door. Now looking down to his boy who already had his arms outstretched for his father. Giyuu bends down to grab ahold of him and lift him into his arms.

“We’re going to have a lot of fun today! Lets pack you a lunch super quick and then head out, okay?”

-

Giyuu’s larger hand held onto his son’s much tinier hand as they both walked onto the campus. Giyuu having to take much shorter strides for his son’s shorter legs to keep up.

“Here’s the plan, I’m gonna take you to the teacher’s office and you can sit at my desk. I have plenty of paper and markers there for you to draw with. I’ll also try and snatch some crayons from Uzui’s class if you’d like. But I’m going to have to be in the gym for my classes, okay? I wont be next to you all day, but I’ll still be here. You okay with that?”

“Yes, I’m okay with it!” Your boy cheered out, excited to be at his father’s desk. Already imaging to pretend to be his father at the desk and feel like a real teacher.

Giyuu walked into the teacher’s office, deep down hoping no one would be there to question why he had brought his child to work. But alas, almost every teacher was still at their desks, organizing through papers and planners to prepare for the day. He slightly grimaced to himself to see the full room.

“Oh, Tomioka-san! You’re here, you’re later than usual.” Kanae beams out. Her eyes slowly scan down to see a much smaller looking Giyuu attached to his leg. Her eyes instantly light up as she gets up from her seat. “Oh my goodness!! Tomioka-san! Is this your little boy?! He’s looks just like you, he’s so adorable!” Giyuu swallows, knowing that Kanae’s voice had reached the rest of the teachers and all heads turned to him instantly. Kanae resting her hands on her knees as she bent down to greet his son.

“Nice to meet you, Little Tomioka! I’m Kanae!” She smiles brightly. Your son starts to grow shy and clings on more to his father as he mumbles out a hello.

“Tomioka! You brought your son?!” Rengoku’s voice booms loudly standing up from his desk to catch a glimpse. Giyuu simply nods as Kanae straightens out her posture, “May I ask why?” She asks Giyuu.

“My wife and I couldn’t find a babysitter. The one we hired called in last minute apologizing that she couldn’t make it because she got sick. So I decided to take him with me.”

“Where the hell are you gonna keep him?” Sanemi asks aggressively, his intimidating eyes glaring at Giyuu. Arms crossed over his chest as he stayed seated in his chair, spun around to be facing the two.

“At my desk, of course.” He answers coolly. He looks over at Uzui was was curiously peering over the desks to get a look at Giyuu’s son. “Uzui, would it be alright if my son borrowed some crayons from the art room?” The tall man nods in agreement, a small smile on his face. He had to admit, a little version of Tomioka was indeed adorable. Even if he wasn’t the best of friends with his father, he wouldn’t deny a young child some crayons to help keep them occupied.

Rengoku walks over, standing beside Kanae to greet your child. A smile a lot bigger than his usual one making his eyes crinkle with joy. He voice booming out loudly as he greeted the small boy. Your son jumps, scared off by his voice and hides more behind Giyuu’s legs. Rengoku apologizes and kneels down, lowering his voice and hold out his hand for your son.

“Its Uncle Rengoku,” Giyuu calls out to his son. “You’ve both met before, though I’m sure you were too little to remember. No need to be so shy, say hi.” He pats the top of his child’s head to help reassure him. Now that your son was looking at him, he remembers a vague memory of hair that looked like fire. Still too shy, he waves hello from behind his father. Rengoku lets out a laugh, finding the boy adorable.

“He’s just as reserved as you!” Rengoku speaks as he stands back up. Giyuu lets out a small puff of air through his noise, a small smile as he looks down at his son.

“I have my free period first thing, I could keep your son companied while you’re teaching your class, Tomioka-San.” Kanae speaks out.

“That would be great, thank you.” Giyuu answers. He grabs a hold of his son’s hand and guides him over to his desk, lifting him to set him in his chair. “I have to get going real soon, okay? Kanae-san will keep you company for now. I’ll miss you, be good, okay?” Giyuu places a kiss on his sons forehead before heading out of the office to the gym.

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The whistle screeches loudly as Giyuu blew air into it.

“No resting! Keep running! Looking at you, Agatsuma!”

The yellow haired boy groans, huffing out loudly as he tried to pick his pace back up to a jog again. It was already second period, meaning its already be a little over an hour since Giyuu had seen his son. He knew he would be alright, but his mind still wandered, hoping he was gleefully coloring on the spare papers on his desk. Kanae was a very nice women and very good with children, he knew she’d be able to soothe him if he did start to get anxious. Though it was second period, meaning she probably had headed to her class already. He hoped his son wasn’t too lonely now. There should at least be another teacher in the room, right? Hopefully no one too intimidating… Giyuu shudders at the thought of his poor son having to be alone in a room with Shinazugawa. Hopefully Rengoku had his second period as his free period.

“Tomioka!!” A voice shouts out behind him. Giyuu turns to see Sanemi walking into the gym, his son on his hip with tears rolling down his red cheeks. His little fists rubbing his puffy eyes.

“What happened?” Giyuu asks concerned, his attention no longer on his students as he reached out for his upset son. “You didn’t scare him, did you?”

“Asshole, I’m actually great with kids. I have a ton of younger siblings you know. Your kid was just crying ‘cause he missed you. Couldn’t get him to quiet down, all he did was ask for you.” Sanemi looks at your son as he passes him on to Giyuu. Maybe his mind was playing tricks on him, but Sanemi actually looked concerned for the young boy. Maybe Sanemi really was a lot softer than Giyuu thought.

“ ‘M sorry, Papa. I just missed you…” your son hiccuped out through sobs, his small fists now clinging on to Giyuu’s track suit as he buried his face into his father’s chest. Giyuu combed his fingers through his son’s hair to help soothe him. “It’s okay, I’m here now. You can just stay in the gym with me, you can sit on the bleachers.” He brings his attention back to Sanemi who’s eyes were still trained on the boy. “Thank you for bringing him, Shinazugawa.” Sanemi nods, eyes darting back to Giyuu’s son. Satisfied to see that he’s finally calmed down and starts to walk out of the gym.

“Tomioka-Sensei!!!” A student yells loudly, “Is that your son?!” Giyuu suddenly remembers that he in the middle of a class. None of the students were doing their laps anymore and were all sparkling with joy as they eyed the small boy in his arms.

“I didn’t tell any of you to stop running!” He shouts at the students. They all jump at his command and go back to their physical activities.

-

The bell rings and all the students immediately run up to Giyuu who was standing beside his son who was sat on the bleachers, little legs swaying happily.

“Tomioka-Sensei! Your son is so cute!” A dark red headed boy chimes out first. His maroon eyes sparkling with joy as he stared at the little version of Giyuu.

“Kamado, what have I told you about those earrings?” Giyuu scolds.

“I apologize! They’re my father’s! But can I say hi to your son? Please?!” He beams, barely able to contain his excitement. His other friends gathered behind him, most of them also looking eager to say hello. Giyuu sighs in defeat, “Yes, but don’t bombard him, he can get shy.” Giyuu turns over, holding out his hand for his son to call him over. His son hops to his feet and runs to grab ahold of his father’s hand. His little eyes peering up at the students gleaming at him. Tanjiro gets down on his knee to get eye level with the boy, a sweet smile on his face as he speaks gently.

“Hi, Tomioka-kun! How are you? Happy to be at work with your Papa?”

Your son smiles at the mention of his father and nods excitedly. Tanjiro can feel his heart being squeezed, he found him just too adorable. Reminding him of his baby siblings back at home. Nezuko next to her brother, peering happily at the young boy also seeing her own younger siblings in him. Bringing her hand to pat the top of your son’s head.

“Tomioka-Sensei, I didn’t know you had a wife and family.” Zenitsu lets out quietly. He found his son adorable, but felt too nervous to get any closer. The boy with the unbuttoned shirt next to him just staring in silence with a certain twinkle in his green eyes. A girl with a ponytail on one side of her head with an adorable butterfly clip standing along with the group of kids but looking more spaced out than the rest. And finally another girl with inky black pig tails and blue eyes looking excited beside her. Though stepping closer to also greet the young boy, crouching down besides the Kamado siblings.

“Your son looks just like you, he’s super cute!” The girl chimes out.

“Thank you, Kanzaki.” Giyuu responds, peering down at his son. He looked a lot more comfortable with this crowd. Most likely because they were much closer to his age compared to a room full of adults. Giyuu cant help but smile to himself, watching his son enjoying the attention he was receiving.

-

Finally back home after a long day, Giyuu sighs as he opens the door with his son on his hip. You were already home and started on dinner, immediately wiping your hands on a towel to meet your two favorite boys at the door.

“How was it?” You ask excitedly, reaching out your arms for your son was doing the same for you and calling out "Mama". Immediately kissing his soft cheeks and squeezing him tight to you in a warm hug. Leaning over to give Giyuu his greeting kiss.

“It went well, the teachers were helpful and cared for him when they could. Though he did cry when Shinazugawa was with him.”

You gasp, “Oh no, did he scare him? He can be pretty intense sometimes…” you loved Sanemi but even you had to admit he can be scary to look at.

“No, he’s actually really good with kids. He was crying because he missed me. It was probably scary for him in such a big, unfamiliar building without his Papa.” Giyuu smiles at his son, moving some stray hairs out of his face. “Right? Uncle Shinazugawa was nice? You were just missing me?”

Your son nods at Giyuu’s words, remembering how nice the white haired man was. Remembering how he doodled funny images onto the paper with him. How his grip was too strong he ended up breaking half the crayons. Remembering how when he started to cry that he brought him into an embrace and rocked him to try and soothe him. His thumb wiping away tears that continuously rolled down his cheeks.

“Shinazugawa brought him to me in the middle of my class and all the students were staring.” Giyuu adds on. “It was too hot out so we had class inside so he was able to sit on the bleachers. Not much else happened after that. Just more teachers and students greeting him and telling me how identical we look.”

You smile at your husband, “That’s great to hear. I’m glad it all worked out. Now let me continue with dinner, you two must be hungry, I know I am!” You set your son down and walk back to the kitchen, Giyuu following behind you to help wherever he could.

#baby Tomioka looks super chubby in the drawing #but I think its cute #anyways dad!Giyuu brain rot everyone #I’ll post the full drawing later bevause I need to be asleep #i did not mean to stay up this late writing this fic lmao #if I stopped it would have stayed a WIP forever lolol #i also feel like im not accurate about Japanese schools at all in this #but its fine cuz baby Tomioka is the main focus anyways lol #tomioka giyuu x reader #kny fanfic #kny x reader #tomioka giyuu drabble #kny imagines #giyuu imagines #giyuu x you #giyuu x y/n