#AND! two bathrooms??? wtf (affectionate)???

[januaryrabbit]

how seventeen would act around their s/o while drunk heheee

pairing: seventeen x gn reader, established relationship, fluff

word count: 1.8k

warnings: alcohol, cursing, mentions of sleeping over and physical affection w/ the boys but it’s meant in a fluffy context, not a suggestive/mature one!

other disclaimers: lowercase intended, probably typos, setting is hanging out with all the boys and with you!!!!!

a/n: i just realized in my wip post i said "crush" instead of "s/o"........WOOPS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! BUT ANYWAY hello everyone, i’m finally back with another post! i;m sorry for the very long hiatus, i p much always have something going on in my life lol @-@ but i have time now to actually write!!! i hope you enjoy this one hehe -mina

✩‧₊˚clingy drunks:

mingyu: this man will not leave you alone. he is in love with you. and he’s cheesy! in a sweet way :) will kiss your hand every few mins, lean on you, or put his arm around you so you lean on him hehe. i think he would also want you to reciprocate the clinginess too hehe,,,it makes him feel loved :3 i can see him moving your hand to his hair to ask you to play with it, and if you stopped, he would just take your hand and put it back in his hair LOl. he strikes me as someone who would take care of you (kinda like how he takes care of drunk hoshi hehe) and makes sure you're ok, even if he's drunk himself :]

seungcheol: omg omg HES GOING TO DOTE ON YOU SO MUCH!!! “jagi are you ok” “jagi do you need water” “jagi i’ll walk you to the bathroom, be careful”...he doesn’t realize that he himself is wobbling around and spilling water, LMAO. he just wants to help his baby!!! would def ask where you’re going if you get up, ask you to stay over with him, etcetc. would always have an arm around you and constantly LOL. would also go on a random rant about how protective he is of you HAHAHA!! like “Y/N . IF ANYONE MAKES YOU UNCOMFORTABLE. TELL ME RIGHT AWAY . I WILL DEFEND YOU TO THE ENDS OF THE EARTH  EVEN IF IT’S MY OWN FRIENDS I DONT CARE WHO I HAVE TO BEAT UP (svt: BRO WTF?????) . GOD I LOVE U SOMUCH .” pls give him some water and a kiss!!!

junhui: i don’t think he’d necessarily be like talkative or doting, but i think he’s the type to just want to be around you and would sit really close to you :3 he almost gives me like Protective Bf vibes in the way that he’d just wanna be by your side to make sure you’re feeling ok too. plus, junnie just likes your company! i can picture him sending a lot of smiles toward you every few minutes because he’s so happy you;re his partner and he feels so comfy with you next to him :) also he likes leaning his head on your shoulder and he WILL show you cat pics the entire night…..pls comment on all of them or he’ll get sad. he also gives me the vibes of someone who has lazy days with his s/o after a night of drinking hehe…napping, hotpot and movies :)))

✩‧₊˚loud/emotional/(verbally) affectionate drunks:

soonyoung: MESSY U WILL HAVE TO CARE HIM !!!! did you see him on lee youngji’s show?? so cuteeee :( he would just shower you w/ affection heheh. im picturing him hugging you from behind like how he hugged the ice in the youngji ep and he would nestle his head into the crook of your neck and reach over to kiss your cheek :3c he would announce like every 20min how much he loves you to the whole room like "THIS IS MY PARTNER I LOVE THEM VERY MUCH THANKS!!!" and would post blurry pics of the two of you on his story with typos "i lvoe tehfm sonmchch" HAHA!! youll definitely have to sober up to take care of him hehe. would definitely start crying bc he loves you so much and YOU have to comfort him……you and mingyu get him to the car that night because he can’t walk by himself. the next morning hes like babe that was so fun round 2 of drinking tonight???????????? (horanghae pose)

seungkwan: BRUH KWAN GETS INTO (JOKE) ARGUMENTS WHILE HE’S DRUNK I HAVE NO DOUBTS!!! 90% of the time he’s trying to pick a fight with mingyu or chan i just know it I KNOW IT TO BE TRUE!! but with his s/o, i think he’s the type to be like HONEY THIS ONE IS FOR YOU and he starts belting a love ballad and singing directly to you HAHA!!! (vernon: why are u always trying to outsing everyone. no one else is singing.) seungkwan ignores vern’s comment and keeps going tho. he almost moves himself to tears by how much he loves you and how much love he’s pouring into his performance LOL. you tell him you love him too and that he doesnt have to sing VERY LOUDLY IN PUBLIC to profess his love !!! its not that serious pls sit down!!! and hes like MY LOVE FOR YOU IS SERIOUS . and that’s how you end up with a pouty and drunk kwan!!!!!!!!!

chan: oh my sweet chan,,he would just shower you with affection LMAO like “i love you. you’re amazing. you look so beautiful right now, you know that?” type of thing. he’s just the biggest simp hehe. i think hes also the type to just wanna have fun, he'd prob cheer you on if you took a shot like FUCK YEAH BABE GO OFF!!!! but i also think that he would be doing EVERYTHING for you. "i'll pour your shot!!!!! don't lift a finger SERIOUSLY!!!!!" asks you every 30min if youve had water. (you: yes. i had some 30min ago. when you GAVE ME SOME.) gets you snacks. if you needed to throw up he WILL hold your hair with a drink in the other hand (for him)!!!! he also helps you put your jacket on at the end of the night. it doesn't matter how drunk he is, he's firm on taking care of YOU!!! <3

✩‧₊˚(physically) affectionate drunks:

wonwoo: he’s all smiles for you hehe. clings onto your arm whenever you’re near him. he wouldn't be too loud or anything, but i think he'd shyly whisper compliments to you now and then about how you look nice or how much he loves you. i think he’d be one of the more chill people, he just feels happier than usual bc of the alcohol hehehhe. usually, wonu is pretty good at keeping himself composed when you show him affection. but when he’s drunk, i think he’d react a little more…he strikes me as someone who’s more verbally/physically affectionate when it’s just you two, but around friends/family he tones it down. but when he’s drunk i think he would be comfortable having you sit on his lap or having an arm around you <3

jihoon: i am convinced lee jihoon is a different man when he’s drunk!!!!!!!!!  i have a hot-ish take when it comes to drunk uji…omg woozi would SOOOO open up physically and emotionally to you..and he’d be the type to always, Always have an arm around your waist and constantly hold your hand, looking at you with a smile that leads all the way up to his eyes. he’s someone who has dealt with a lot in his life, but in this moment, he’s so grateful to be here with his friends, and someone he loves that also loves him for who he is. the reason i think he’d be like this is juts because like. he doesn’t drink much, but when he does, feelings he’s been keeping to himself finally come up to the surface. also his face, neck and ears are constantly bright red because of the alcohol LOL. but ALSO they'd be red the next day when he realizes how he behaved in front of you hehe…. don't tease him too much about it or he'll die of embarrassment!

seokmin: dont ask me why bc idk but i think he would ruffle your hair constantly because youre so cute. then he would get distracted and talk to the bros for a bit, look at you again and remember how cute you are and ruffle it again sorry i dont make the rules!!!!!!! dk is definitely the loud/funny drunk hehe…hes the type to be giggly/try to make everyone laugh :) but i think he’d definitely try to make you laugh the most !! mostly in terms of physical affection though, i think he’d just dote on you a lot…like you know in the dingo video how he kept kissing woozi??? yeah he does that to you. along with the hair ruffles. and the attempts to get you to laugh. good luck. you’re going to drown in affection from this man LOL. 

✩‧₊˚happy/chill drunks:

vernon: HE WILL CARE YOU this man is all vibes. he’s just here to have a good time lol. you’ll probably be the drunk one who needs to be taken care of :3 but if he was somehow convinced to get really drunk, i think he would still just be vibes. but happier vibes. i think he would just laugh at everything and keep a hand constantly on your knee heheh. also i think he would encourage seungkwan’s antics more when he’s drunk i’m just saying .

minghao: minghao is just relishing in the moment of enjoying his time with his friends and partner~ he doesn't strike me as someone who drinks much, kinda like vernon. he'd be more focused on having a good time with everyone! i think he's the type to have hangover remedies ready for you at home for the next day. i think he would also be the type of bf to know when to cut you off LMAO like “y/n’s had 4 shots….hyung STOP pouring them another one!!!!!!!!” he just seems like he'd be prepared to take care of his partner :) you're so lucky!! he’s also the type to observe you and take pictures/videos if you’re doing something funny while you’re drunk LMAO!!!!

joshua: josh is a giggly drunk i have no doubts. also in the dingo video that man was RED af!!! would probably be like “im fine im SO SOBER RIGHT NOW…BABE TELL THEM HOW SOBER I AM!!!” he is not sober. i also think he would be the type to compare hands with you LMAO. you’re just like ???? you know how big both our hands are???? you’re literally my bf???? and hes like I JUST WANTED TO CHECK OK!!! tbh he seems so fun to be around LMAO like he on the way to the hangout hes like “babe lets match each other if u drink i drink” and ur like HELLO SIR???????? WHO IS DRIVING US HOME?????? (jeonghan does and he sleeps over.)  he just wants to have FUN and let loose with the homies and his partner!!!! consequences are for TOMORROW, y/n!!!!!! (he might start sulking if you don’t agree to match him but it’s fine you both know your limits hehe)

jeonghan: i see him as someone who doesn’t go too wild when drinking. kinda like vernon and minghao, i think he’s more there for vibes than getting fucked up lol. if anything, he’s doting on you because he finds you so cute, especially when you’re drunk hehehe. HE would be the one to ask you to do aegyo or something and when you do he just dies of cuteness lmao. i think he would also tease you in silly ways, like convincing you that he and s.coups are actually long lost brothers who found each other in college, or that seungkwan is a natural blonde. and of course you believe him which is the funniest shit ever to him!!!! LMAO!!!!! your shock and wonder at his blatant lies is the cutest thing to him. don’t worry tho he’ll tell you the next day nothing he said was true, except for when he said he loves you :)

#AND SHE POSTS AGAIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! #going to get watermelon tea to reward myself for my third post HAHAHHA #this one was fun to write #the way i started this months ago and wrote it on and off and NOW it's finally being posted LMAO!! #seventeen fluff #seventeen x reader #seventeen imagines #seventeen scenarios #svt imagines #svt x reader #svt fluff #s.coups x reader #jeonghan x reader #joshua x reader #jun x reader #hoshi x reader #wonwoo x reader #woozi x reader #dokyeom x reader #dk x reader #mingyu x reader #minghao x reader #the8 x reader #seungkwan x reader #vernon x reader #dino x reader #rabbit writings #WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

[iloveyourmommorethanyou]

PEACHES AND SALTY HAIR

Hwang Hyunjin, your boyfriend of two years now. Although you’d been friends for 5 before he confessed. You had been in love with him for the entirety of those 5 years. You were so surprised when he confessed. Yeah, sure, you guys had a close bond and could get flirty easily, but you just assumed that’s how he acted with everyone… when he admitted being completely and entirely in love with you, your heart ached from the love you felt in reciprocity.

After two years of dating, you’d learned a lot of things about each other. Even thought you’d been friends with each other for a long time, there were still a lot of things that you didn’t know. You got to know those things through intimacy, living together, sleeping together, etc.

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Summer came around. You and your boyfriend hadn’t seen each other in a while, because of both of your busy schedules with friends. Working, going to concerts, festivals, parties, etc. You hadn’t had a lot of time alone together.

Because of that, you decided to bring him to your lake house. It was about a two hour drive from your shared apartment. He obviously agreed and seemed very excited at the idea, which made you confident in your decision of canceling other plans you had to go with him instead.

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Normal Saturday morning, you woke Hyunjin up at about 9am. He kept grunting and turning in your shared bed as you tried to shake him. He had went out with friends the night before and seemed to have had a rough one. Nonetheless he reluctantly left the sheets shortly after having made a fit, heading to the bathroom.

You made your way to the kitchen. Starting by making coffee. As you waited for the dark brewed liquid to fill your small espresso cup, you felt two long arms wrap around you, and a slow a warm breathing approaching the crook of your neck. You smiled and closed your eyes. Hyunjin nuzzled into you affectionately, obviously still sleepy you thought. Shit. You opened your eyes to your coffee overflowing. Hyunjin laughed at you from the back. But that was up until you shot a dark look at him. Then he helped you clean up the mess and kissed the top of your head before going to the bedroom and start packing.

You eventually got it right and brought a warm mug to your boyfriend who seemed to be deep in thought over what to bring. You laughed at the pile of clothing that was all over your shared bed.

"You okay there?" You ask him while giving him his own cup of coffee.

He looks up at you, taken out of his transe. "Huh, yeah, but baby wtf am I supposed to bring?"

"What do you mean?" You ask

"Well, is it gonna be hot there? Or do I need longer clothes for nighttime? Are we gonna swim? Do I need a classier outfit?" He asked confused.

You chuckle before replying " baby, it’s not that deep." You joke

He gives you an annoyed look.

"Okay okay.” " I told you, the weather’s pretty hot lately, so bring summer clothes, and maybe one fancier outfit if we want to go out for dinner. Besides that I’d say, bring a bathing suit for sure, and then just the essentials. " you finally give a more detailed response.

"Alright." "But can you help me chose tho?" He adds.

"Of course baby."

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After both of your bags were pact, it was time to head on the road. Bags tossed in the trunk, shades on, and good music playing. The sun came out just as you started driving.

Hyunjin’s POV:

As we headed for y/n’s lake house, I couldn’t help but fall in love with her all over again. It’s just that we hadn’t been able to make that much time for each other lately. And as I watched her, driving, relaxed, with her sunglasses on and her hair flowing from the rather hot summer breeze. Singing along to the playlist she’s just put on, she seemed so calm and happy. I liked to see her like that. As I couldn’t help but to stare at her, she eventually noticed.

"What are you looking at?" She asked me.

"Huh, nothing I was looking at the view.." I struggle to respond.

"Yeah, right. " she smiles

"No I swear, it’s just that you were in the way." I cockily answer.

"Ah, you motherff-" she pushes me with her spare arm.

I laugh and then lean closer to kiss her cheek. She seems to calm down after that. Her cheeks turning a pretty shade of pink, I figure I’ve made it. I’ve found a woman I can joke around with, and be myself. Feels good.

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Soon enough, you both arrived at your destination. Hyunjin exhaled a "wooow" as you pulled up in the driveway. Yes, the house was gorgeous. It was your grandma’s. Since she passed away, your family didn’t go as often anymore, and you hadn’t too in a while. But your family wasn’t there, so it was a good occasion to enjoy some alone time with Hyunjin.

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After settling in, you and Hyunjin decided to have a snack outside and enjoy the sun. You looked in the fridge, and yeah.. there was not much. You definitely had to go do some groceries. Although you’d just driven for two hours straight and needed a break. So you grabbed the last two peaches that seemed to be relatively ripe. Looking outside the window, you could see your boyfriend, sunglasses on, shirt off, enjoying a book outback in the sun. You smiled and came out to join him.

"Omg baby." Hyunjin screams out once he sees you.

"What?!!what!" You say worried.

"Oh, sorry nothing, you just.. you look really sexy" he smirks and takes off his sunglasses.

"Oh my fucking god Hyunjin don’t scare me like that." You exhale.

"Sorry, haha" he laughs.

"But you can’t do this to me either.." he adds

"Do what?"

"Show up in a bikini like that." He explains

"What’s wrong with my bikini?" You ask

"Nothing, it’s perfect. But you know I can’t control myself when I see your sexy body." He winks

"Baby!" You hit his arm slightly. "Hey, it’s the same for me! You can’t just lie around without a shirt and think I will be able to control myself.." you add.

"Well then.. should we just not control our selves?" He smiles and leans towards you. But before he can even kiss you you grab your peach and take a big bite.

Hyunjin scoffs, shocked. But brings his lips to yours as soon as you swallow. When he pulls away, he licks his lips cheekily. You stop, and look at him with lust. "You know I love you right?" You ask him. He takes a moment, looks at you, brings your hair behind your ear, and says: " I know, baby." " I know it because I feel it, through your words, your values, your eyes, your touch." " it even drives me crazy, because I feel that way for you as much as you do for me." "So, us, loving each other this much, is fucking addicting." "I love you. " he finishes before kissing you again.

Rosie cheeks and aching lips, you smile whilst looking down, still holding your peach in one hand. Hyunjin pulled you out of your thoughts when he made you look up with his thumb. Stars in his eyes indicated that he wanted you. You knew that look all too well. Just as he was leaning in again, you giggled and got up in a swift motion. Hyunjin stood there, surprised. But soon enough he got up as well, trying to catch you. You began to run off of the dock. He followed you " hey! How can you reject my kiss like that?!" He screamed out. You continued laughing as you were now making circles around the yard, not knowing how to escape him. Ambushed, you were at the end of the dock, one foot away from the water. Hyunjin smirked at your from the other end, slowly approaching you. "No no no baby! Baby! Please no no no. " you screamed out. And just as expected, Hyunjin ran to you and picked you up, jumping in the water with you in his arms.

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The sudden uncomfort of the cold water was overwhelming. When you resurfaced, seeing his squeamish face, you immediately attacked his cheeky ass with as much water as you could. "Bitch!" "How could you do this to me" you laughed out.

Hyunjin was laughing so much he had trouble swimming away from you. Sooner enough you got to him and trapped him between your arms. "Gotcha!" You said.

He turned around, defeated. "Alright, you won." He smiled at you.

Feat touching to rocky ground, you wrapped your legs around your boyfriend’s waist. "What was that for?" He ask.

"The rocks are making my feat hurt." You improvise, and wrap your arms around his head.

"Oh yeah? You sure it wasn’t anything else?" He asks

"No" you respond. Then attack his lips passionately, making him groan. " hmmm baby."

Tongues intertwining and teeth biting, it was sensual. His beautiful wet hair dripping down his face made him look godlike as you pulled away. But as soon as you did, you wanted more.

…

After making out for a couple of minutes, Hyunjin suddenly picks you up in the air, then throws you back down in the water.

When you come back up, you see once again his little face laughing. Revenge haunts your brain and you grab onto his shoulders and drown him in the water for a couple of seconds. War had started.

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After having wrestled in the water like kids for over an hour, you both eventually got tired.

Drying and tanning, both on your separate towels. Layed out on the dock, the sun was shining down on your glowing skin. After a quick summer afternoon nap, you sat back up, and took a look at you boyfriend who was still sleeping.

He was majestic. Like a statue that could be presented in a museum. But at the same time he looked so wholesome and cute. His cheek slightly squished against his towel. It reminded you of the good old days, when you were children, and you felt tired after a big day of playing in the pool. He looked exactly like that, just ten years older. With his hair suddenly turned curly from the salty water. It was wild and free, blowing in the wind, but still not waking him up from his slumber. Inspired by his peaceful state, you layed back down beside him, closing your eyes, you felt a soft kiss on your cheek.

#hwang hyunjin #hyunjin ff #fanfic #hyunjin imagines #stray kids #hyunjin #kpop

[sessakag]

The Uchiha-Uzumaki Fam

Family Time!

Haruto got a little upset that Boruto landed his slip n' slide tricks while he fell flat on his face 😂 so he decided to depressed backfloat in the pool afterwards.

An old pic of Naruto holding Indra while being a calm, rational werewolf for once.

Naruto watching the big game with his boys, and giving them both huggies 🥰

FYI, I love this hoodie on him 😍representing Kurama <3

Naruto trying to work out but Indra is determined to tell him a story about a dinosaur 😅

Sasuke and Itachi having some fun 🥰and reading Indra to sleep after coming home late from his National Security job.

Haruto woke up scared of a monster under his bed, so Sasuke came, sprayed it away and gave him a huggy 🥰

Hina feeling affectionate with her husbands 🥰

I don't know a lot of things in these two pics. First off, Hinata, why are you feeding Sasuke in the bathroom? Naruto, how tf do you break a shower just by cleaning it???! Wtf is happning??😂😂😂

She's very proficient at her witchly concoctions now 😌

She just looked really pretty here 🥰 she lost the baby weight and felt comfortable eating burgers again, lol.

Indra was being clingy this day and stuck to mama all day long, lol.

Gonna take more pics with Hinata and her children, but I swear, they save most of their shenanigans for their dads, lmao. I be snapping pics of the nonsense, plus, I like giving Hinata breaks, she carried and birthed two sets of twins, nurse them and all, mama needs a break, dads gotta put in work now 🥰

#sims 4 #naruto #family life

[thearoaceshark]

JJBA AU: Jojo's Spider Adventures. prt 2

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05/××/2023:

It was May 2023 when there was an incident in D.I.O. The younger brother of the CEO of the company, Diego Brando, was visiting, he went to the research area while waiting to see his brother, but something went wrong.

One of the lizards became violent, began to shake and the staff tried to stop it, a difficult task as it was quite large and strong. Diego debated among themselves to help them or to leave (he worked with animals and was quite strong), but what happened next was so fast that he barely had time to process it, in the struggle a capsule with a yellowish-green liquid flew out and fell and it broke right into the wall he was on, splattering almost completely. Hell, he feels like he accidentally licked up some of that stuff.

A scientist came to see him and gave him her identification, she recommended that he go to wash and disinfect himself in the staff bathroom, but then he had to return to see that there is nothing wrong. He agreed and did as he was told, although in the middle of the shower he started to feel weird. When he finished and began to get dressed, he felt very dizzy and his arm itched, he sat down for a moment and scratched and scratched again and again with more force, he did not notice that his skin was peeling off and underneath it was greener and more scaly .

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Meanwhile, the scientists had already calmed down and locked up the lizard and were putting everything in order for when some visiting students came, they didn't notice that two spiders were missing.

A few minutes later they arrived and the guide started the tour. Among them was a boy dressed in orange and black colors, curiously named Narancia, he was taking photos of all the experiments and specimens, he liked science, and although biology was not his favorite area he could still enjoy it, that and because he had to pass grade.

When they were looking at the spiders, their pink-haired teacher Christine (although they call her Hot Pants affectionately) noticed and told the scientists that two of the aforementioned spiders were missing. They appreciated his observation and promised to locate them.

A few minutes later the student Narancia and the teacher Hot Pants felt a prick in their neck and arm, the minor reacted and patted the place, killing the spider that had bitten him, but the woman saw her arm and the spider that bit her, she took it carefully and wanted to call someone.

Narancia, scared that the spider was poisonous or something, wanted to call one of the staff, but he did not have time as an alarm suddenly sounded and a guard ran out, ordering everyone to evacuate the building. The students and teachers went back to school and none of them knew what happened until they saw the news on their phones that there was a problem in D.I.O with some loose reptiles.

The boy went to sleep a little groggy that night, as did his teacher who had kept the spider that bit him.

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When they woke up the next morning, they had super strength and were sticking to the walls, it was a very strange day when they realized that they had obtained the powers of the Spiders.

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And in Dio Brando's mansion, he was in an underground room watching his brother locked and tied inside a cage, with each passing hour his reptilian features were disappearing, but the DNA samples said that the lizard mutagen was still there, and at any moment it could return to being the monster that almost swallowed his employees.

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Narancia didn't know what to do. How had that happened, and what was he doing now with his spider powers? That were the questions that lived for free in his mind. It probably had to do with that spider, but that didn't solve anything. Were the D.I.Os working with the spiders that gave the spider people their powers? WTF. As far as he knew the Spiders were only associated with the Speedwagon Foundation.

After much thought, the boy decided to try to get the attention of the Spiders, so he made a suit, he found out that he couldn't shoot webs like them, so he made his own shooter, and by the way, he also made some wings so he could glide. It took him several weeks to complete them, in which he also practiced how to live with his new abilities, when he was ready he put on his suit and started patrolling the streets hoping to find some Spider.

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It didn't take long and he ran into Spider-Purple in the streets where he used to swing, it seems the internet did its thing and helped them track him down. Narancia told him how he woke up with powers, and Purple asked him if before that he had been involved in something with spiders, to which he remembered and mentioned that he had been bitten by a spider on a school trip.

Purple told him that his brother had also been bitten and thus obtained his powers, and these were transmitted to himself when he had to give him a blood transfusion. And he asked him if he wanted to be part of the spider society, part of them or part of the villains.

He obviously decided to go with them. So Purple took him to the Speedwagon Foundation to introduce him to the rest of the Spiders. He warned that there would probably also be someone else who had apparently gained spider powers as well.

When they were there, the Spiders were accompanied by a stranger dressed in pink, they discussed whether they should show their identities, it seems that they were all family, he and the pink one were the only strangers. He interrupted them and told them that he could tell them who he was and he took off his mask, the pink one was surprised and also took off his mask revealing that it was his teacher Hot Pants.

They all ended up revealing their identities, and decided that Narancia and Hot Pants would also be part of the Spiders' partnership. They complimented Narancia on his shooters and his wings, but both he and his teacher were told that they needed other costumes, Jonathan laughed, this reminded him of his own beginnings, his costume had changed since then, but his ideals never, he hoped this new allies would be as steadfast as well.

Later Narancia was known to the world as the Aero-Spider.

And Hot Pants was nicknamed Spider-Pink, the media considers her handrogynous, they have never confirmed her gender. By the way, Hot Pants confessed that she had kept the spider that she bit her and kept it as her pet. The Spiders asked him to examine her to find out how two radioactive spiders ended up in D.I.O, that would probably lead them to talk to a relative with whom they had cut almost all connection, they got along very badly, but this was more important.

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Dio had given his brother clear instructions about what had happened to him and what he should do to avoid transforming into that monster again, however a short time later on the news he saw how a giant lizard attacked random passersby.

He managed to catch Diego before the Spiders did, and he reprimanded him, to which he replied that he didn't want those drugs, he wanted to control it himself, and perhaps with those abilities gain power. Dio said nothing to this, only that he would be watching and monitoring him, which Diego accepted.

Dio thought that he could take advantage of this, he would not tell Diego that he is Superior Spider, never, but he could take advantage of him and his powers in his favor.

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A few weeks ago:

When the incident occurred in D.I.O they didn't realize that two spiders were missing afterwards, they had found almost all of them crushed even the spider that bit Narancia, but the ladybug spider (from Hot Pants) and the peacock spider did not appear.

Shortly after escaping from the building, a peacock spider landed on the shoulder of a blond boy in a wheelchair, and bit him. It ended up crushed.

To be Continued>>>

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Jonathan/Spider-Sun's new suit:

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#jjba #spiderverse #jojo's spider adventures #jojo's bizarre adventure #jjba au #narancia ghirga #hot pants #diego brando #dio brando #jonathan joestar #also #it is not mentioned but Dragona is a 3-year-old boy and is the son of Hot Pants and Diego #I'll explain that later #Jonathan Joseph Johnny and Hot Pants are cousins #Jonathan and Joseph do not know Hot Pants and do not know that they are related to her. #And Hot Pants didn't know them either #But Jhonny knows all three of them and knows that they are his cousins.

[simplyfleur]

Hiii!! hope ur doing ok! Would it be ok to request the overtime peeps on dating someone who's super affectionate (physically/verbally)? Totally ok if u don't wanna write this, feel free to ignore! I wish u a good day/night either way!! :D <3

hello, anons（＾ω＾）!! i'm finally getting to all of my asks after a long week of work! i went on a small hiatus, and i apologize for that!! the two of you had somewhat similar requests so i decided to merge them together. i hope that's okay (￣▽￣)!!

— now my life is sweet like cinnamon

affectionate s/o josiah nguyen, damian stasiuk, emery bryan, gavin, and annette

⚠️i'm finally back, and should be opening my inbox again soon. iwas gone longer than i expected, so i apologize for that ｡ﾟ(ﾟ´Д｀ﾟ)ﾟ｡!! also i'mnow starting to post in the bigger font size because it's easier to read on my phone -- i'm so mf blind💀 as always and forever, credit to @/SLOWTH_ARTS (Twitter) @/slowth__605 (Instagram)

JOSIAH is clingy and probably clingier than you. I said it before, but he wants to be with you 24/7 as if he's some undercover secret protection service over you.

Always welcomes and accepts every piece of affection you give him; he loves it and loves you.

Turns this into a challenge to see who gives more affection than the other. He's a gamer, and he can get competitive.

He always has an arm wrapped around you; that way, you're neediness will be satisfied.

Loves to drown himself in your praises and affection; he gets drunk off of this too. If you go on long tangents about how much you love him, he will simply just melt right there.

Whenever you have free time, you immediately go out of your way to find him just to give him all of your love.

When you do this, he's literally like: 🥹🥹 because no one at OSSOTEQ treats him like this.

He's new to all of this affection and attention, and always makes time for it...

As in, he will literally drop whatever he's doing just to receive kisses or hugs from you. Forget the boss's order to mop the bathroom floor, you just asked him to come to your cubicle for a hug.

He gets pouty and passive aggressive whenever you forget to kiss him good morning and/or good bye. He will ignore you for the whole day, and when you realise what you forgot, you have to shower him with attention.

He knows whenever you're in a bad mood because your hugs get tighter and your kisses become needier. It's become a sixth sense for him.

Overall, he loves all of the attention you give him, it makes him feel special and wanted❤️

Affection is so foreign to DAMIAN. He's always so uptight and probably has little to no relationship history, so go easy on him at first.

You touch him for the first time and he just freezes up because wtf just happened to him?? Why do you keep resting your hand on his??

Has a small problem with you being needy all the time, and usually tells you when it's too much for him.

That being said...he does not allow you to touch him during work hours. Big no, you will wait until lunch and/or when your shifts end. He has to maintain his professionalism. Whatever, keep doing it; it makes him flustered and he tells you to stop.

Deep down inside he wants you to continue, he just wants to keep his goody-two-shoes appearance 🙄

Secretly loves your touches and longs for them all day, and he will never tell you. Sometimes he can't wait until the both of you are away from work, and just awkwardly appears at your cubicle.

"I hate disrupting your work, MC, but...would you mind coming here for a second?"

He then proceeds to pull you into a hug. This man is secretly just as needy. He's been denied his feelings for most of his life; give him this chance.

Outside of work, he takes and accepts all of the affection and touches you give him without a care in the world.

Praise him. Do it, and you have putty in your hands! He adores being the centre of attention. The centre of your attention.

He likes the tranquil moments where the two of you sit in silence and he allows you to do whatever you want to him. Hug him, kiss him, play with his hair, talk to him, he loves it all ♡

EMERY is also not good with affection. They just don't have the time to constantly have their arm wrapped around you. They're very busy in their department, and doesn't have much time to be touchy with you.

But once they realise they've neglected you for too long, they're quick to apologise and now dedicates a day of the week to just being with you.

They come over to your house, and you're welcome to engulf them into a huge hug and/or cuddle them all day! They like to see how excited you are just by their presence.

Despite not really understanding your physical affection, they really adore your verbal affection.

Whenever you compliment their hair, their outfit, or quite literally anything in general, they feel like they're back in secondary school, obsessing over a crush...

It makes their heart beat faster, and their cheeks turn red. Out of embarrassment, they have to hide their face from you.

"You really think so? I didn't like how it looked this morning, so that meant a lot..." They say while twirling their finger around a lock of hair.

You're the first to ever make them feel this way, and they adore you for that. You make them feel special and validated ♡

And of course what kind of person would they be if they didn't validate you back?? The flirt with you about how stunning you look today or how you make their head spin from your good looks 🤭

GAVIN gobbles down every ounce of affection you give him. He's just as affectionate and touchy, and emphasises it in your relationship.

Similar to Josiah, you're not allowed to go anywhere unless you give him a hug and/or kiss goodbye.

"Mon amour, where is my kiss?" He puckers his lips; yes, he does this in front of everyone. Yes, he says it really loud for everyone to hear 💀

He's one of the few who is not scared to show off how he feels about you. Everyone can see how passionate and loving your relationship is, and if they have a problem with it, they can take it up with Gavin.

He always has an arm or hand on you. That way, he knows that the two of you won't separate in a large crowd...and as said earlier, to show you off.

He's a showy guy, he wants the world to know the two of you are together happily.

And to show off that you're off-limits💀 Deep down he can get insecure; or feel that you're out of his league.

And that's where your verbal affection keeps him going! Whenever you affirm to him how much you love him, and you're so happy to have met a guy like him, he gets all giddy and excited.

And out of excitement, he picks you up and twirls you around because AHHHH love ♡♡♡

He does that lovey-dovey stuff where the two of you "fight" over who loves who the "most-est."

Your relationship is the one that makes people jealous at how affectionate the two of you are towards each other; but you don't care, and neither does Gavin.

He's so in love with you, he never wants to be apart from you ♡

ANNETTE is hesitant towards affection. She doesn't know what makes you feel comfortable and what doesn't; so she kind of awkwardly waits for you to initiate it first.

Trust me, she's just as needy and in need of touch as you are, just give her some time.

As soon as she knows what you're comfortable with, she's all over you.

She especially likes holding you hand. She's the mf that does hand comparisons with you 💀

"Look how big/small my hand is compared to yours!" She exclaims out of excitement. She likes tracing shapes on your hands after comparing them to hers.

She lives for all of your touches, and uses them to energise herself.

Whenever you compliment her or uplift her in any kind of way, she loves it!! It gives her a huge confidence boost!!

If you're outgoing like Gavin and start publicly displaying your relationship, she freaks out because she's not use to all of the attention on her; but nevertheless she loves it!!

She likes knowing that you love her so much that you can show the people around you how much you love her; she thinks it's neat and heart-warming ♡

#fleurwrites #fleuranswersmail #asks #overtime demo #overtime game #overtime demo headcanons #overtime game headcanons #overtime josiah #overtime damian #overtime emery #overtime gavin #overtime annette #josiah overtime #Damian overtime #emery overtime #Gavin overtime #Annette overtime #josiah nguyen #damian stasiuk #Emery Bryan #overtime josiah x reader #overtime damian x reader #overtime emery x reader #overtime gavin x reader #overtime annette x reader #romancing josiahnguyen #romancing damianstasiuk #romancing emerybryan #romancing gavin #romancing annette

[euphoricdisturbia]

if you could and want to!!! could you write some hcs of fez with a shy s/o who’s really shy about affection but likes it a lot? (i hope this makes sense, and it’s totally okay if you don’t want to do it!!) have a great day <333

let’s dooooo itttt , thanks for your request and feel free to send more xx

-so fez has always had a thing for quiet people

-he’s curious about them, always had a lot of questions

-so when he spots a quiet cutie at a party, he’s instantly drawn to her.

-first of all, she’s cute. second, she’s quiet. third, she looks like she doesn’t belong there.

-he thinks to himself, “let me cheer her up”

-so he walks up to her, and asks if she wants to smoke, said cute girl says yes and off they go to the bathroom!!

-one thing he noticed straight away is that she’s very shy and barely says a word.

-he was the only one talking throughout their first conversation

-BUT ONLY COZ HES SOGD CUUUTE, so can ya blame her?

-but it’s all good, he doesn’t mind. as long as he can look at her.

-he really likes her vibe so she gets her number and from there on out, they start hanging out.

-they go from hanging out to dating rather quickly.

-rue and ash r like wtf who is this and where did she come from

-fez tells them to mind their fuckin business and worry about themselves OBVIOUSLY

-once they became official, fez started being super affectionate

-LIKE SUUUUUUPER TOUCHY FEELY

-it was so bad to the point where he thought cute, quiet girl hated it

-but she loved it, every bit of it

-so when he stopped kissing her every five seconds, or rubbing on her leg, or even holding her hand she became sad

-one day they’re just hanging out at his place. he’s rolling up some weed and she has her head on his shoulder

-she’s trying to give him some indication that she wants him to touch her, but he still doesn’t get it

-so when he’s done rolling, she gets on top of him and buries her face in his chest while he smokes

-he loves it but is confused

-“i thought you hated.. this?” he asks

-“hated what?” she pulls back confused

-“ion know.. i thought you didn’t like me touching on you and shit..”

-her face turns red but she musters the courage to say it,

-“i..i like it when you do..”

-her voice is BARELY audible , but it’s just the two of them

-fez smiles and immediately attacks her kisses all over her face, neck and chest

-which sends her into a giggle attack

-and fez decided he loved the sound of her laugh so he kept doing it

-“next time, speak up,” he chuckles before kissing her all over again

-and so she does.

#euphoria #euphoria fanfic #fezco #fezco x lexi #fezco x reader #fezco fic #fez x lexi #cassie howard #jules vaughn #maddy perez #rue bennett #nate jacobs

[sxlver-sweet]

IMAGINE TOMAN HAVING A NIGHT HANGOUT IN DRAKEN'S PLACE AGAIN (AFTER THAT DISHES INCIDENT THEY JUST START HANGING AROUND HIS PLACE) AND THEY JUST HEAR/SAW Y/N COOING AND WOOING DRAKEN CAUSE DRAKEN'S HAVING A FUCKING TRANTUM LIKE "WHY WOULD YOU EVEN LET THEM STAY HERE AGAIN? I THOUGHT IT'S OUR MOVIE NIGHT" AND Y/N'S LIKE "ᵃʷʷ ᵏᵉⁿⁿʸ ᵇᵒᵒ ᵈᵒⁿᵗ ᵇᵉ ˡⁱᵏᵉ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵗʰᵉʸʳᵉ ʲᵘˢᵗ ᵇᵉⁱⁿᵍ ⁿⁱᶜᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵘˢ ᶜᵒᵐᵉ ᵒⁿ ʰᵒʷ 'ᵇᵒᵘᵗ ⁱˡˡ ᵍⁱᵛᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ᵏⁱˢˢᵉˢ" AND DRAKEN'S LIKE "ᵒᵏᵃʸ" AND THEY LIKE ಠ_ಠ AND THEY JUST START THROLLING DRAKEN CAUSE THEY FOUND ANOTHER WAYS TO MAKE FUN OF HIM SO THEY COOING HIM TOO AND OMFG I'M SO NOISY AND THIS SO FUCKING LONG OMFG I SHOULD SHUT UP I'M SORRY,,,,, THIS IS SO OUT OF THE CHARACTER OF THEM SO I'LL LEAVE THE REST TO YOU (also i'm so tired of cryinf and stressing out to all that tea that has been serve in this final arc so we need some crack fluff shit,,,, ik yk that we all live to that happy ending fantasy and they just having the best time of their life cause i love those boys so much and i miss their smile andd omfg im so so noisy i need to shut up now bye)

– 🎴

SMXKCKS NO COME BE LOUD WITH ME😤 WE APPRECIATE THE ENERGY HERE.

OOC IS ACCEPTABLE WHEN IT COMES TO CRACK SHIT LIKE THIS, TRUST ME. EVERYTHING I HAVE TO SAY IS USUALLY OOC ANYWAY SKDKCKDKA

mikey using the bathroom and coming back in your bathrobe like he owns the damn place😭 mf props his foot on the doorframe of the kitchen and goes “ken-chin” in a horrible imitation of a feminine, sultry voice. draken turns around and immediately turns away and looks at the ceiling like “look, god, i don’t know WHAT i did, but you can stop now. i get it. i repent. praise the lord. bar mitzvah, or whatever the fuck the europeans say”

draken IMMEDIATELY removing the boys from the apartment when they poke their heads around the corner like “are we getting kisses, too?”

smiley running his smartass mouth about how draken’s gone soft, which results in draken lunging across the coffee table to throw a punch and consequently jostling the table. mitsuya has a whole panic attack and a half like “THE COFFEE TABLE” and baji just jumps to his feet to grab his porcelain mug with his only concern being “MY FUCKINF HOT CHOCOLATE”

you and mitsuya kicking everyone else out of the kitchen so you two can make dinner. draken feels betrayed. canons fire. the city burns. mikey’s being dragged across the floor out of the kitchen by his ankles while he bitches about how he wants a cherry tomato from the salad. sirens blare. smiley and angry are in the background scrapping over a mf cinnamon applesauce cup.

peh-yan and pah-chin are all quiet and watching you intently as you sweetly, softly explain to them how to properly prepare garlic. anyone else watching the scene would think you’re being harassed. but you’re just so calm about it😭 and pah and peh are looming over you like “👁👄👁 g å r ł ï ç ¿”

they see draken kiss the top of your head, and when you skip away to continue what you’d been doing, draken does a double take to discover that the others are arranged in an organized line behind where you’d been standing. he’s like “wtf are you guys doing” and they’re like “waiting for our turn”

chifuyu and takemichi draped all over each other, mocking and copying every affectionate touch and embrace that you and draken perform. the guys are cracking up as chifuyu, vibrating so harshly with barely restrained laughter that his capillaries are about to burst, caresses takemichi’s face with a faux-adoring expression. but then they stop laughing when they see draken plant a quick peck on your lips. takemichi just looks at chifuyu with red cheeks and wide eyes like “ayo? we bouta kiss? 😳” and chifuyu immediately shoves takemichi off the couch. takemichi hits the floor. the credits roll.

draken panicking and slapping tf out of smiley’s leg when the division captain caresses his calf with his foot and says with a shit-eating grin, “draken, dear, would you mind getting me some more water?” smiley’s leg is bright red and tingling. he 👨‍🦽

#tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers x reader #tokrev #tokrev x reader #tokrev x y/n #tokyo revengers x you #🍬arba’s got mail🍬 #🍬arba’s sugar pill🍬 #[darling.🎴]

[familyfriendlyweed]

late night snaps (quackity x reader)

a/n : before we get into the story, i wanted to thank you all for such support on my first post - i only posted it yesterday, and got a hell lot of likes and reblogs and even gained 23 followers, which is insane for me (or maybe i just don’t know how tumblr works, haha)! anyhow, i’m really happy you guys enjoyed it <3 

 it was 02:37 and you were editing your newest video. you had no idea it would take so long, though! even if you were used to staying up very late, you knew you have to put away your laptop and go get some sleep. 

 saving the video as a draft and shutting your computer off, you started to blindly search for your phone, since your eyes didn’t get used to the darkness yet. finally finding it, you turned it on to set an alarm for the next morning when you suddenly saw a snapchat notification from ten minutes ago. it was from Alex. you curiously unlocked your phone and tapped the little notification to be led straight to snapchat.

idiota : hello mamacita

 your face instantly lit up in a childish smile. you started to type your response eagerly like it wasn’t 2 am and you didn’t have online classes tomorrow. 

 you : why hello there, el señor

 you saw Alex’s silly bitmoji pop up as he started to type.  

 idiota : what is my chica bella doing up so late?

 you giggled, getting comfortable in your bed - this meant a long chatting session on its way.

 you : YOUR chica bella? when did that happen?

 idiota : ANSWER THE QUESTION!!!! >:((((

 you : fine you big baby, i was finishing editing a new video

 idiota : hmm i see, i see

 you : what about you though? u should get some sleep!!! :(((

 Alex’s bitmoji started typing, then stopped for some reason. you lifted your eyebrow at that. then he continued, but it took a while for him to finish.

 idiota : why, i just couldn’t fall asleep when you were on my mind all the time, mi amor

 your cheeks grew red in an instant. you knew you could handle jokes pretty well, but this was quite too much. Alex never got so far as to actually flirt with you.

 you : eh??? what drugs are u on

 idiota : the only drug for me is you mamacita

 you snorted. you had no idea if he was being serious or not, even if the second option was more likely.

 you : literally go to sleep wtf

 idiota : i’d sleep better if you were by my side ;)

 this was enough for you - you felt as if you got one more message like this from him, you’d die from the hotness in your cheeks. setting your phone down, you made your way to the bathroom before bed.

 you came back five minutes later, only to see your phone full of notifications from Alex. your heart was thumping really hard, you weren’t used to this, but you opened snapchat anyway.

 idiota : mamacita?

 idiota : ....

 idiota : mamacita, don’t joke w me like that

 idiota : did you really just leave me on read wtf

 idiota : i’m sad come back :(((

 and at last, there was a snap from him. you were quite scared at this point. with a shaking hand, you opened it.

 you laughed so hard that you seriously thought you’ll have a seizure. still laughing, you snapped a selfie with a cute filter on (you really thought you looked horrible at the moment), captioned it with “your chica bella had to take a piss u simp” and sent it to Alex.

 he opened the snap almost imediatelly and started typing afterwards :

 idiota : mamacita!!!! you look hermosa!!!!

 you : that’s because i have a filter on lmaoo

 idiota : mamacita don’t let yourself down, you are so beautiful :((

 you started to text a sarcastic reply, but stopped. for some reason, Alex seemed like he was being truthful. he wasn’t joking around when he called you beautiful, that was too affectionate.

 you : ...really?

 idiota : si, si! <3

 you tugged at your lip in a thinking manner. true, you had feelings for Alex, but you never thought he had something similar to you. or maybe... maybe he was just supporting you as a friend. figuring that was probably it, you texted :

 you : thank you quacker B]] ur also v handsome

 idiota : mamacita likes me!!!!!😍😍😍

 you smiled sadly. Alex was definitely playing around. you got lost in thought for a few moments, thinking about how would he act if he was actually in love with someone. would he, perhaps, be more mature? that would be very weird to look at.

 finally coming back to planet Earth, you looked at your phone only to see that Alex has written a shit ton of messages again :

 idiota : i want to see you, mamacita

 idiota : it’s fine if u don’t want to, you’re probably going to sleep anyway...

 idiota : but maybe let’s meet tomorrow?

 idiota : mamacita?

 idiota : ....

 idiota : i’m coming over <3

 your heart gave a leap of embarassment and surprise. why would he even say that?

 you : wait what

 you : wdym “i’m coming over”

 you : no tf ur not

 you : go to sleep

 idiota : doesn’t mamacita want to see muah???

 you : no, that would be awesome, but you should go to sleep, really :(

 idiota : y/n, i already told you, i can’t sleep when you’re on my mind

 you froze in spot, staring at your screen for what felt like an eternity. did he just call you by your name? you knew he only says it in serious situations. deciding to change your tactic, you started texting seriously :

 you : are you like... for real now?

 you : because i know you call me by my name in serious situations, but maybe it’s only a prank, so just answer me truthfully, okay?

 Alex started typing, it took even longer that before, but at last you saw his message, this time without caps, spammed question/exclamation marks, nothing silly at all :

 idiota : i am serious, y/n. believe me, this is not a prank. i just really wanna see you. 

 your heart skipped a beat or two, your face renewed its redness. you felt as if you were dreaming.

 you : okay... i’m really glad. come over, please

 idiota : thank you so much

 you started pondering in your head - how did this happen? how did this silly conversation turn out like this? 

 but what if Alex texted you because he wanted to come over in the first place? after all, he knew how shitty your sleep schedule was. that would be awesome, you thought, a small smile dancing on your lips.

 you checked the snap map only to see Alex about 100 meters from you. wait... what? 100 METERS??? was Alex near your place the moment he texted you for the first time?

 you jumped up, starting to tidy up your messy room up, only to remember you look like poop at the moment - hair messy, face tired, clothes scrunched. 

 exhaling heavily, you tried to change your appearance quickly - you ran into the bathroom, brushing your hair panickily. then you wrenched the makeup bag open and started to rummage through it trying to find some mascara or something...

 ding ding! 

 you froze, your eyes widened. he was already here, what the hell?!

 you quickly put on some mascara, ran into the hallway while brushing your face with your hands from stress (completely forgetting you have mascara on, somehow) and unlocked the door.

 Alex’s figure was dark, since the lightbulb in the corridor wasn’t working, and it almost gave you a fright. but as soon as he engulfed you in a warm hug, the tension in the pit of your stomach vanished. you hugged him back almost unsurely, but smiling.

 “hello, mamacita”

 you giggled. for some reason, you got the strongest urge to cry. probably from happiness, but it still was confusing to you. nevertheless, tears started running down your cheeks, mixing with mascara, probably making you look like you were going to a halloween dress up party. 

 “hey, why are you crying?” Alex asked, brushing a strand of hair from your face.

 “i look horrible.” you laughed, wiping your tears away.

 “nooo, why won’t you listen to me? i already told you you’re beautiful.” he said with a cute pout. 

 “alright, alright, i’m very beautiful, let me down now.” you said, noticing that he was still holding you in his arms tightly. 

 “whatever the chica bella says.”

 he put you down.

 “aren’t you going to turn on some light? i feel like i’ve gone blind!” Alex exclaimed jokingly and you giggled.

 “i’m like a bat, i hate much light, sorry. buuuut i could turn on this little lamp.” you said, making your way to your desk and turning on a cute little lamp the shade of warm pink.

 “perfect.” Alex said, eyeing you in light now. you thought he’ll make a comment about your awful mascara-stained face, but he said nothing, just smiling and looking at you in awe, like you were some princess in a ball dress instead of a tired college student in messy shorts, an oversized t-shirt and two different socks, because you couldn’t find a pair of the same ones.

 “perfect.” he repeated, shrugging with a smile on his face, like seeing you was everything he needed.

 you laughed and hugged him, muttering a “thanks for coming”. Alex didn’t hesitate and also hugged you, holding you as close as possible, as if he let go of you, he’d drown and would never come back to be by your side again. 

 little did you know, he felt the exact same way.

#quackity #quackity x reader #quackity imagines #quackity imagine #dream smp imagines #dream smp x reader #mcyt x reader #mcyt imagine #mcyt imagines

[virtual-bunny]

Hey! Can I request eren with a s/o whos shy 🥺

a/n: i don’t think this is too good cause i side tracked but wtv, hope you like this anon! i was gonna put smut on this but i got lazy so.

WARNINGS: fluff?

Eren with shy! reader would be like…

-oh boy

-first things first

-you know thoes memes where someone is covering their eyes from the sun

-and then there’s a pic of a gun pointing at the sun and the caption is like

-“IS THE SUN BOTHERING YOU QUEEN/KING(NAME)?!”

-yeah that’s Eren

-when the two of you are out you tend to grab his hand (which is waaay bigger than yours) and tap on it with your thumb

-this is like an alert to him

-“BEEP Y/N IS FEELING ANXIOUS! BEEP!”

-he’d right away hold you close to him and not let you go

-when you two go to a restaurant and the waiter turns to you to ask what you want

-you panic, but then remember you have a bf who is literally your bodyguard

-so Eren orders for you

-he doesn’t mind really

-when he’s like at the bathroom or somewhere far from you and someone comes up to talk to you

-you talk, but once that conversation is done you dash to look for your man bun boyfriend

-once you find him you bump your face to his chest, bury your face in his shirt and hold him

-when this first happened he panicked

-he was ready to fight whoever made you like this

-but once you calmed down and explained, he was like

-“oh”

-when the two of you started dating, god it was so awkaward

-you really tried your best to be affectionate

-you really did

-but your nerves got the best of you

-so when Eren first kissed your cheek, you squealed, face red, and a laughing Eren

-he pinched your cheek and cooed at you

-anywho

-at school if some stupid kids make comments like

-“why are you so quiet”

-“do you not talk”

-“are you mute”

-it makes your anxiety go high bc wtf are you supposed to say

-BUT DO NOT FEAR

-EREN YEAGER IS HERE

-mans deadass will yank the boy backwards, making him fall off his seat

-when you blush Eren loves to tease you

-teasing you to the point you whine and have to cover your face

-Eren is very vocal

-so when he’s arguing with Jean, yelling at him and calling him names

-you’re just standing behind him like (⊙_⊙)

-Sasha and Connie are laughing in the corner, not at Eren, but at you

-the both of you are just so…. not like each other

-Eren likes to show you off

-he’s always like

-“YUP that’s MY girlfriend! Here come say hi-wait”

-oh yeah you don’t like socializing

-but even if you’re a bit tooooo shy

-Eren loves you just the way you are

-you just make him soften up

#attack on titan #eren jaeger #levi ackerman #levi x reader #aot #eren x reader #aot hcs #eren jaeger x reader #eren yeager #fluff #aot fluff #eren jaeger hcs #requests

[stillgirlfrommars]

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So, I already talked about this with @missmorwen​ and I know I don’t have the time to draw and make an actual comic out of it, BUT I cannot stop thinking about this SamSteve-post-engdame-fix-it story (with a dash of BuckyNat, ‘cause that’s just who I am) which is kinda crack and very rom-com (a bit you’ve got mail) inspired and doesn't make much sense, because... PLOT HOLES but * sigh * I kinda wanna share at least the idea so - bear with me:

So, instead of Nat dying, Steve sacrifices his Captain America powers on Vormir and comes back as Skinny!Steve and starts running a political blog called you’ve-got-news in secret, uncovering all kinds of shady business/corruption and becoming the bane of existence of every politician and greedy CEO - but it takes a while for his friends to figure out it's him who’s running that increasingly popular blog (which the new Captain America is actually a big fan of ;)). And the way that happens is as follows:

So, Steve almost died at the end of Endgame. The idiot (affectionate) of course still wanted to fight Thanos, but even with Thor’s Hammer, he took some serious, serious injuries which led to a tough talk with Sam, Nat and Bucky

Like I imagine, that while Steve would not have any regrets whatsoever about giving up his powers, he would still need some time to come to terms with the fact that he won’t be able to participate in the action like he used to. Even though, he actually wants and knows... it’s time to ... start something new, it’s still a process. So, there he is, trying to figure out who he is without the mantle of Captain America, re-defining the way he can and will fight against bullies in the future (cause there is no way he’s gonna stop that).

And to the surprise of everyone, Steve actually doesn’t press for participating in Avenger-style-fights anymore (he still does some of the practical mission planning and shit like that) but most importantly, he starts taking up new hobbies, like cooking or old hobbies like drawing - and he seems happier than he has in a long time, and yeah maybe it’s a bit too good to be true, if Sam starts thinking about it. But, hey, Steve finally seems to be happy so -

Meanwhile, Sam still becomes the new Captain America, and Steve is there while he is adjusting, finding himself in that role. He is there when Sam needs to talk things through, and yeah, it would still be a process like in tfatws series, but ... a little bit less alone, I guess. 

So, the new Captain America fights alongside Nat and Bucky - and it’s good, they work surprisingly well together, but also: those two are stuck right in the middle of a weird assassin!flirting situation (I’m imagening a lot of veeery intense staring at the other while cleaning their weapons or beating someone up, innuendos en masse, dark humour etc.). And frankly, it’s getting on Sam's nerves because they seem to be so oblivious about the whole damn thing. Neither of them is actually admitting to anything, no, they are too busy teasing him about the ‘crush’ he has developed on that mysterious dude who is running the famous political-youve-got-news-blog that gained momentum a while ago and is currently keeping all the corrupt politicians and CEOs on their toes.

So, yeah, Sam might have been caught a couple of times reading or reciting from that blog because - it has actually turned into a pretty efficient way of mobilising people to demonstrate for change and it did give him some tip-offs in regards to who the bad guy really was and yeah. But it’s not a crush... Sam just really likes reading the blog posts, okay. That dude seems pretty cool and they share the same moral code, so... whatever.

What Nat and Bucky and Steve don't know (and he’ll never tell them), is that Sam is actually kiiiiinda already frequently talking with the guy who runs the blog. Anonymously on both ends, of course (because for good reasons both of them are pretty careful about giving away information concerning their identities). And in a way that whole anonymity-thing makes it a lot easier to talk about stuff he finds harder to admit to the people who he knows directly. So, you could say, blog-guy has kinda become Sam's internet friend, but not his crush, no.

Honestly, the crush he is more concerned about (that he also isn't planning on telling anyone about any time soon, cause Bucky would just tease him and Nat would start scheming) is, well, it’s Steve. Because, damn, he likes their get-togethers a lot, the meals Steve's cooking are honestly to die for. They watch baseball together, they do museum-trips... And the way they can talk about (almost) everything... He just feels understood and... yeah, loved (maybe not in the way that he wishes for, but still) and it’s nice to see Steve so happy and okay, maybe it’s getting a bit out of control because Sam took Steve with him to visit Sarah and his nephews and Sarah kinda saw right through his act of ‘hey, this is my best friend’ and ‘what do you mean, I don’t have feelings- okay. Yeah maybe I do’ and told him in no uncertain terms to fucking do something about it and get his shit together.

The thing is, he’s got it bad. But Sam is also torn, because this is the best fucking friendship he's ever had and he does not want to jeopardise that. So, in the end he ends up talking about this with his Internet friend... about how he kinda has this huge crush on his best friend, and his Internet friend is like, ‘TELL ME ABOUT IT, big fucking same here UGH. And I feel like I’m being SO obvious about it all. It’s honestly embarrassing. My other best friend keeps teasing me ‘bout it and tells me to just go for it, but that guy still hasn’t managed to ask out the girl he’s interested in, so, what does he know, right?’. And Sam laughs - at least he’s not alone.

So the days go by (Sam’s pining only increases, Steve took him to a wine tasting the other night and he almost... in his drunk state... almost... but he didn’t) until one day, while blog-guy and Sam are chatting, all of the sudden the blog-guy is like, ‘Shit, I think someone's breaking into my apartment’ and then like, ‘Okay, yes they are’ - and Sam's like, ‘call 911′, and blog-guy writes back ‘mmh think I can handle them’ (and Sam’s like ‘WTF... I know way too many people with zero regards for their own well-being, myself included’)

But then blog-guy is not answering anymore, so Sam frantically calls up Nat who rushes to his flat and Sam says: ‘You need to find out where that IP adress is located ASAP - the dude with that famous blog is in danger.’

And Nat does that multitasking thing where she’s working on the problem while ribbing Sam about the fact that, apparently, Captain America's Internet bestie is that famous blog dude, and- 'Are you sure it’s not a crush?'

But after another minute, Nat sighs and is like, ‘I can't find the location, this thing is encrypted af, it’s impossible.’ Suddenly, she notices something about the setup of the encryption and-, ‘Hang on a second, it was me who set this up for someone back in 2011.′ And as she slips on her jacket, she says to Sam, ‘Come on. I know where we have to go!’

So they make their way to what turns out is Steve's (!!!!) apartment and find him in the middle of a fight against over half a dozen heavily armed people, and yeah - he’s actually doing pretty okay for himself ‘cause he outsmarted a couple of them, but also- they kind of outnumber him, so Nat and Sam get to work.

And Sam doesn't even have time to fully register what that means re:blog-guy until they have successfully defeated the bad guys. After that's done, Steve is like, ‘Thanks guys, but how the hell did you know I was in trouble? Nat... you didn’t bug my apartment, did you??’

And Nat tstsk and then she just laughs because this is priceless and OF CoURSE it is Steve who is behind that blog... (she's a bit mad at herself for not figuring it out sooner, and a bit sad that Steve didn't feel like he could tell her, and that he assumes she has is flat bugged but, also,... kinda impressed.) But then she looks at him with a warm smile on her face, shaking her head, saying, ‘No, I didn’t, Steve.’ Her gaze wanders back and forth between Steve and Sam and she humms- 'That actually makes so much sense oh my god.' So, she leaves them ‘to talk’ ;) and for Sam to explain everything’ - and then it’s just the two of them.

And Sam does explain everything and is like, 'So you're that Blog dude, erm...' He's scratching the back of his neck, cheeks flushed, 'Turns out, we've been talking for months over that blog of yours. I'm (insert-Sam’s-username-here).'- and Steve's eyes go wide and you can literally see him processing that information right then and there and he's sputtering out a light laugh, and he's like 'Hang on a second... I... umm, okay, I gotta ask. So, that best friend you've got a crush on...' Well, it’s now or never -'Is you, yeah..', Sam admits and starts, 'and....' They both laugh again and Steve nods and just says- 'yeah, it’s you, too.'

And then they kiss and yaaay, happy ending!!!

And then the epilogue would be about them having a nice dinner with Bucky and Nat a couple of months later, and the whole time, Sam and Steve are being very much in loveTM. The three guys are standing in the kitchen, while Natasha is in the bathroom and Bucky's making a funny quib about how sickeningly cute Sam and Steve are together - and Sam, well, Sam just raises his eyebrows and is like, 'You know what, you're not allowed to say anything bout that, you and Romanoff have been acting waaaaay worse over the last year. At least we got our shit together in the end, what's your excuse, you are obviously absolutely in love with her!', and of course Nat chooses that exact moment to enter the room, hand on Bucky's waist, dropping a kiss on his cheek and is like, 'What do you mean, we've been dating for 6 months?' And Steve laughs and Sam groans bc .... he loves his friends, he does, but clearly, CLEARLY they ALL have to work on their communication skills!

The End.

#samsteve #buckynat #endgame fix it #Sam Wilson #Steve Rogers #Skinny!Steve #I know it's stupid and cheesy but everything else in my life feels a bit too much at the moment so I needed something cute to think about #Seriously though if anyone wants to use this as a prompt to draw or write... please do

[mariinara]

Sorry, it's me again 🙁

Because Harry is absolutely not the sweet and affectionate type (but we know deep down he is) could you write something where he is braiding the Reader's hair? Like maybe Reader is unaware but when they are on a job and she showers afterwards she always braids her hair and while they're doing the research in the hotel room, Harry always watches as she is doing her hair while reading. So one time after a bad day, she is very frustrated, she showers again, wants to braid her hair, but she's so annoyed and rough, that she messes it up doesn't matter how many times she's trying and Harry just gets up sits behind her and does it for her, because he watched her so many times he learned how to do it 🥺 And she is frozen like "wtf is happening Harry Fucking Flynn is braiding my hair? 😳"

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Lend Me Your Comb (Harry Flynn x Reader FLUFF!!)

(A/N): NO SORRIES!! You of all people know how hard I simp for English daddy 😫❤ And him being THIS sweet?! YES. (ALSO did I base the title on A Beatles song? Yes.)

Category: FLUFF!!

Word-Count: ~2.5K

Warnings: NONE. Just some language.

Harry quietly swiveled in his desk chair, absentmindedly murmuring the words in his book under his breath, clicking his pen, brows furrowed in complete concentration. 

The background sound of you running the shower in your shared bathroom calmed him, somewhat. Helped him focus. He made more decipherable notes at the top of the pages. And he was just in the best mood. Being productive was something he very much enjoyed. 

If research is doing well, Harry's doing well. It meant a step forward for the whole team, and if he gets the credit for it? Even better.

But then came the unexpected.

It was the first time you and him had stayed together in one room. You'd always stay with Chloe, but she was in a different part of the world, doing separate recon, and since you preferred not squandering your money over hotel rooms, Harry convinced you to share a room. Two separate beds for each of you. 

Not bad.

You agreed since you trusted him with your life and sharing a room with him wasn't something you stressed about too much. He was a dear friend and he'd saved your ass and covered for you more than once. You bickered sometimes, but it was all jokes. You worked best together because he was really clever and perceptive and you had knowledge pertaining to archaeology and history.

Flirting was not out of the question for him, but you'd get all heated up and embarrassingly stutter, scolding him to stop it.

But he knew you didn't mean it. He'd stop anyway, but he'd grin and bite down on his lip the moment you're turned away from him, rejoicing in how he made you react. He loved a feisty, fiery woman, too, and if you had anything? It was a short fuse.

The sound of running water ceased and his eyes immediately flickered up to look at the closed bathroom door, his brow raised and his hands lowering to leave the book on his desk.

He swung his legs over the desk, resting his pen behind his ear as he read through a page of the book, analyzing the given map you've pinned to the wall in front of him carefully, tracing the area with his narrowed eyes.

And then the sound of running water stopped, and with it, his train of thoughts. He couldn't help but turn his head towards the bathroom, gingerly reclining back in his seat. Soon enough, the door swung open and the steam trapped inside dispersed, thickening for a second before disappearing in the air conditioned room.

You had a towel around your body and you were squeezing the water out of your hair in another, walking towards the dresser and taking a seat in front of it.

That's when you looked at him through the mirror.

"About time." 

You ignored his prolonged stare and his comment and looked back at your reflection, "Any progress?" You asked.

He took a moment and turned in his chair, rolling it forward so he'd be right next to you, holding the book in his hand, "Right." He sighed, flipping back through the old pages, "Your pointers helped a tad.." He mumbled, "It's definitely around the bay area, but–"

He heard a crackling sound, and when he snapped his head to look up, he saw that you were brushing the knots from your hair, running the bristles through the tips and then going up gradually, and he just watched you, lips slightly parted.

But you paused, turning your head to look at him with a cocked brow, "But?" 

"Oh." He cleared his throat, "We'll need to send our guy there early tomorrow morning to do some peeping before we step there. You've no idea what might be waiting there, yeah?"

"M'yeah." You nodded, "Sounds good." 

He looked at your side profile and inhaled deeply, then let it all out through his mouth, "Great.." He rolled the chair back towards the desk, but sat in a way that he could still see what you're doing in the mirror. 

But he pretended to be engrossed in his book, flickering his eyes down just in time when you'd look at him, but when your guard was down? He silently watched you behind his book, lazily slouched in his chair.

First, you grabbed a comb to make sure all the knots were well taken care of, and second, you split your hair into three sections. Finally, you established a few knots in the braid, and then brought it to the side so you could see further down your hair, fingers working effortlessly and intricately to weave it into something beautiful. 

Did he give a shit about hairstyles?

Not one.

But your managed, calm, metronome-like breathing brought him serenity. And the way you worked through your hair was terribly enjoyable. 

He might like you being all embarrassed when he'd flirt with you, but his favorite part about the braiding process was the satisfied smile you gave yourself when you were done.

It was positively infectious. It made him grin as he nibbled on the cap of his pen, but he nearly dropped everything when you stood up and whirled around, looking directly at him.

But he caught himself, as usual, and pretended to be immersed in reading.

"I'll go change and come right back."

"Mm-hmm." He responded, feigning focus and waving you off. He knew you were rolling your eyes as you walked away, and he couldn't help but follow the sway of your hips with his eyes as you did.

And then he realized.

He really wanted to run his fingers through your hair..

Of course, as the days got messier, the showers were more frequent, and he'd go first just so he could be there when you'd come out and he'd discreetly watch you braiding your hair. You'd do different styles every time, and they were all equally mesmerizing. 

Naturally, as you both progressed in the job, hurdles were built higher than when you started and, oftentimes, you'd trip over them. Which was natural. 

You accepted that. Fucking up was a big part of being in the business. Shaking it off and keeping on was an even bigger part of it. You were willing to do that, had your employer not fucking barked at you about how he couldn't afford failings on your end. 

He definitely seemed like he was ready to cut you down, too.

And Harry took the hit for it. He threw himself over the bus because being yelled at was definitely a devastating kick to morale. He of all people knew that. 

But he was willing to step up for his best girl and promise that your boss wouldn't see you two fail to meet expectations again.

Still, you were in a sour mood.

Jobs like those? They gradually tore at self-confidence. You'd beat yourself up over shortcomings about ten times harder, and while you used to not care about being scolded, you grew very antsy and bitter, gradually.

That was the thing.

As you knew, Harry was perceptive. Too much for his own good. He noticed the behavioral change. And that time? It was so easy to detect how sour your mood had gotten.

You had a grimace plastered across your face. Your fists were balled up at your sides, nails digging into your palms, knuckles whitening. You were practically fuming. He could've sworn he could see steam coming from your ears.

He didn't like pressing on when you were like this. 

He gave you time and then attempted to talk to you.

That's why he walked ahead of you, reaching into his pocket, fumbling and then pulling the card key to your room out, and quickly opened the door. 

You zoomed into the room, walking past him before he could even take a step inside. When he did, he closed the door behind him and watched you take off your dirty jacket at the foot of the bathroom door and kick off your snow boots before slamming the door closed.

Harry cringed at the noise and then shook his head, huffing in annoyance. He needed a shower too but you didn't even give him a chance to do that, so he only took his jacket, t-shirt, and boots off, staying in his grey tank top, pants and socks.

Quietly, he adjusted the black beads of his necklace and ran his hand through his hair before taking a seat at the desk, as usual. 

And there was the faint running water sound to help him with his endeavor. He rubbed his eyes, exhausted and depleted and completely famished, if he was being honest. He hadn't eaten a proper meal in days..

Even so, he pushed all of that aside and hunched over the new documents they've obtained. The requirement was to translate them and then figure out where to go from there. Sanskrit to English. Difficult task. 

He needed you but, obviously, you weren't available, so he went at it on his own, hoping between a dictionary and a notebook.

While he was doing that, you were busy angrily scrubbing at your skin and aggressively brushing your teeth until your gums started to bleed. Washing your hair till your scalp burnt. 

The steam was bugging you more than usual. And your hair was getting stuck everywhere. Falling everywhere. 

You couldn't even brush it properly from being so impatient and angry because holy fuck why was nothing easy, just for once?

Instead of the shower calming you down, it only further angered you, and it prodded you to close the tap with the side of your fist and swing your legs over the tub, rushing wrapping the towel around your body, craving the AC's breeze to cool down your hot, wet skin.

You swung the door open, huffing out, hair a stringy, wet mess. 

Harry's head swiftly turned to stare at you, pencil hanging between his lips, and you walked towards the dresser, like you usually did, without even sparing him a glance.

He frowned, watching you angrily plop down on the chair, shoulders slack as you stared at yourself in the mirror. 

He pulled the pencil from his mouth, slowly setting it down on the desk.

You grabbed the brush, vice grip around the handle, and started roughly and harshly brushing your hair, brows furrowed and arm and shoulder aching.

Harry's eyes widened for a split second and he quickly turned in his chair, leaving everything on the desk and strutting towards you, standing right behind you, 

"Okay, that's enough of you." He reached forward and yanked the brush from your fingers, holding it in his hand.

"Hey!" You glared at him through the mirror.

"Oh, I'm sorry– Did I interrupt your little hair massacre party?" He smirked at you, arms dropping to his sides as he watched your shoulders relaxing and your posture growing more calm, "You really need to stop letting people get under your skin, love.." He shook his head, fingers carefully arranging your hair in a way he could brush it.

Your breath hitched in your throat at how his fingers softly brushed against the skin of your forehead as he pulled some strands back. He was so gentle.. It was hard to believe that was the same guy who detached a guy's spine from his medulla a few hours ago.

"It's hard when he's a massive dick." You responded as he sectioned your hair, starting with the tips like you always have, being careful so as not to hurt you. 

He laughed softly at your response, eyes fixated on your hair, his head tilting from side to side every once and a while,

"I get that." He replied, "But you completely shut down when he yells. It's like you can't do anything but wallow."

You snorted and grinned, "Fuck you" 

He threw you a look and a smirk in the mirror, fingers softly grazing your scalp as he made a new section and moved onto brushing it, "All you had to do was ask, you know."

Your eyes widened and your ears heated up. 

What?

You swallowed, blinking once, "A-Ask what?"

He tapped on your head twice, "For help."

You let out a breath you'd been holding. Whether it was relief or disappointment, you didn't really want to know, "Yeah.." You muttered, fingers fidgeting in your lap.

What the fuck were you thinking?

No, you didn't like Harry. Not that way.

Sure, he was impossibly charming and despicably handsome. Like he was delectable to look at. His demeanor was attractive as well. That smug air about him made him all the more sweeter because you knew it was phony. 

You smiled and bit down on your lip, heart beat picking up in your chest, almost bursting. You could feel it beating. 

And you looked up, "H-Hey, Harry?"

He shushed you softly, "This is the hard part, darling.. Don't want to bollocks it up.." His voice was quiet, devoid of all cockiness, only a tinge of warmth, and you snapped your mouth shut, eyes watching his forearms' muscles flexing behind your head as he worked on what you assumed was a braid.

He can braid?

You caught a proud grin on his face, "Oh, yeah, baby.." He chuckled along with you, and reached forward to set the brush down, "Right– hand me that hair tie, will you?"

Your hand quickly worked to yank your tie from around your wrist to hand to him, and within a few seconds, he was done.

"I am bloody good at everything I do, aren't I?" He praised himself, his fingers softly tucking some very short strand behind your ear, his eyes studying you in the mirror, "There you go."

You smiled up at him. A smile that was absolutely smitten. Just absolutely in love. You didn't realize how much your eyes sparkled, but he saw it and it nearly made his heart leap, but fuck, he was an idiot and he just patted your bare shoulders and turned away from you to sit back down.

Then he remembered something and he quickly turned to you, "Hey, what did you want to say? Earlier." 

You stood up and gave him a confused stare, not realizing what he was talking about, but you quickly remembered and you froze.

"O-Oh." Your gaze averted from his and you reached back to pull your braid to the side and look at how beautiful it was. It pulled that kind of smile to your lips that nearly made Harry break into a grin, but he had a grip on that particular instinct and only looked at you expectantly, "Just.. Thanks." You finally said with a nod, already in a much better mood.

Before he could say anything else, you extracted yourself from the scene, hurrying to the wardrobe to pull out some fresh clothes, not seeing the way he was watching you as you did.

Like he was shocked it only took that for you to feel better. 

And he grinned and got back to work, not being able to think about anything else except the way you'd look and feel when he touches you the way he's always wanted to.

#I LIKED WRITING THIS SO MUCH #harry flynn x reader #uncharted

[drabbles-mc]

My Plus-One (Part 1)

EZ Reyes x Reader

Request by the lovely @ly--canthrope​:  The reader has a large ball/award ceremony/something fancy to attend. Her and Ez have been in each other's lives for years and they make a promise that each year, if there is an event to go to, they would go together. Its been a few years since this tradition has played out, and it is brought up in conversation (maybe talking about their plans for that week, what they are doing and busy with etc) and Ez goes, “I am busy, I am going with you to your event” and he is a pure gentlemen (You can decide thing like; are they bordering that blurred line where they are really affectionate with one another and time frame like, he could be at uni still and travels to go see her just for this event because its special to her)

Warnings: none. just some good old pining 🥺🥺

Word Count: 3.4k 

A/N: I loved writing this so much wtf. I switched up the timing of it a little bit but I think it worked out well! I got a little carried away with it (hence the 3.4k lmao) but I just love EZ and I’m a sucker for friendships with feelings. Please enjoy! (requests are always open)

EZ Tag: @noz4a2​ (if you wanna be added just shoot me a message!)

(Part 2)

You wandered around your small studio apartment, phone held loosely in your hand while you video-chatted with EZ. Both of you had long since given up on making sure that you held the camera at flattering angles. Besides, you were trying to make dinner and not even EZ could stop you from getting food.

“So glad I get to have this conversation with half of your face,” he laughed, shaking his head.

You held the phone up so you could get a better look at him—he was sitting at the table in his trailer, phone propped up as he typed away on his laptop. “This better?” you laughed as you tried to set it up on your counter so he could see more of your face.

“Much,” he smiled, “I miss you.”

You glanced over at him as you turned the stove on, “Miss you too, EZ.”

“So,” you could hear the clicking of his keyboard in the background, “what’re your plans for the week?”

“Meh, not a whole lot going on. I do, though, have a gala for work this Saturday.”

“Oh?” he raised his eyebrows, “Sounds fancy.”

You chuckled, nodding as you waited for your water to boil, “Yea, kinda. I was thinking,” you looked at him through the lens of your phone, “If you aren’t busy, and if you really miss me, you could maybe come and be my date. It’s all paid for and everything already. All you’d have to do is show up and be my arm-candy,” you batted your eyelashes.

“Ah, like the good old days.”

“C’mon, it’s been a while since one of us had to drag the other to an event that was way above our paygrade.”

“What’re you talking about? You just drove out to visit me last year for an event.”

You rolled your eyes, “Your patch-in party is not the same as a fundraising gala, Ezekiel. Although,” you laughed, “it was undoubtedly more fun than this is going to be.”

“Giving me the hard sell, Y/N,” he laughed and shook his head.

“If you’re too busy with club shit, I get it. I know I didn’t really give you much of a heads-up.”

“Well…” he dragged out the word, milking every letter for all it was worth, “I am gonna be busy.”

“Fuck,” you sighed, “I get it, I do. Sorry I always protcrastin—”

“Let me finish,” he smiled, “I’m gonna be busy with you, so I’ll let the guys know that my weekend is booked.”

You laughed, clapping your hands excitedly, “Yay! Oh, I can’t wait to see you. I feel like it’s been forever.”

“Because it has,” he waited for you to look back to your phone, “When was the last time you came back home to SanPa?”

You sighed, shaking your head, “God, like, six months maybe? Maybe a little more? Work has just been nuts, you know?”

“You think they’re gonna relocate you back closer to home any time soon?”

You shrugged, “Not sure. I hope so, though. I miss bugging you all the time in person not just by blowing up your phone.”

“Well, you’ll get to bug me in person all weekend. Text me your address and anything else I should know. I can probably come out Friday night if that works for you?”

You nodded, “Yea, that’s fine by me. You can crash here if you want but I gotta warn you, my place is wicked small.”

“I’m currently living in a trailer, Y/N,” he chuckled, “I’m sure we’ll be fine.”

“Alright,” your heart felt so much lighter knowing that he was going to be able to go with you—you hated going to these kinds of things by yourself, “I’ll text you all the details and stuff later this week.”

“Sounds good. Go back to making your gourmet ramen over there,” he chuckled, “I’ll see you soon. Love you.”

“Love you too, EZ,” you waved goodbye before hanging up the call. You let out a sigh of relief as you tucked your phone back into your pocket.

The week seemed to fly by. Any time that you felt yourself getting stressed, or overwhelmed, or homesick, you remembered that you were going to be able to spend the whole weekend with your best friend. It made the rest of your problems seem so insignificant. Every night you’d come home and you’d see your dress hanging against the door of your closet, begging to be worn. You’d smile and run your fingers along the fabric whenever you’d walk by it. Back when you were in high school and college, the two of you went to everything together. Each prom, award ceremony, induction ceremony, friends’ weddings, you name it, it was the two of you showing up together no matter what. You had your own unspoken language, knowing when the other was ready to tap out and call it a night. Sometimes to keep things interesting you’d try to sneak out unseen, other times one of you would come up with any excuse you could so that you could leave early without anyone giving you a hard time about it. It’d been a few years since either of you had an excuse to get dressed up together.

You were finishing cleaning up your apartment when you felt your phone going off in your pocket. You glanced down and smiled at the sigh of EZ’s name on the screen, “Hey, what’s up? Everything okay?”

“Yea. I think,” he chuckled, “I think I’m outside the right building? Everything looks the same here.”

You laughed as you walked over and peeked out your window. Sure enough, you saw him sitting, leaning against his bike, “I see you. I’ll be right down,” you hung up and made sure to close your closet door before heading downstairs to greet him.

You came barreling out the front door of your apartment building, tackling him in a hug. He laughed, sweeping you up off of your feet and swinging you around as he held you tight to him. You wrapped your legs around his waist, forcing him to hold you for a few moments. It had been way too long since you last saw him in person.

“I’ve missed you,” you mumbled against his neck.

“I’ve missed you too.”

You finally let go, dropping your feet back to the ground. You helped EZ get his two bags and had him follow you up the stairs to your apartment. You kept apologizing in advance for the fact that all you had was a studio, so there wasn’t going to be a lot of room, and there was no grand tour to give him. He smiled and shook his head, constantly telling you that he didn’t care.

You opened the door, dropping one of his bags next to the couch, “This is,” you chuckled, “my beautiful kingdom.”

EZ smiled as he looked around your apartment. It was a studio, so there wasn’t a whole lot of space, but it was all modern and renovated. He was impressed by how much you had managed to utilize the space. He also liked being able to see how you chose to decorate a space that was completely your own. The last time he got to visit you, you had been sharing an apartment with a roommate and the two of you had completely opposite tastes in décor. He liked the vibe you had created—a lot of bright, happy colors. He recognized some of the art on the walls as things you had commissioned your friends to make for you because you liked having things that were one-of-a-kind.

“This is a pretty great spot, Y/N.”

You smiled, “Thanks. It’s home for now,” you sighed, “I have no guest room to offer you, but the couch does pull out so you won’t be too crammed for the next couple nights.”

He chuckled, nodding, “I appreciate it.”

“You eat before you left?”

He nodded, “Yea I’m all set. Didn’t want to be taking any of your ramen from you.”

You gave him a playful slap to the arm, “So considerate.”

The two of you spent the night sitting on the couch together catching up, a show on the television just for background noise. It crept late into the night before the exhaustion started to show on EZ’s face. He had had a long day but he was enjoying the fact that he was actually face-to-face with you for the first time in months.

“I’ll let you get some sleep,” you smiled as you stood up off the couch, “If you’re up for it in the morning there’s a really good coffee spot a few blocks from here.”

He smiled, nodding, “Sounds good.”

“Bathroom is right through there if you wanna change. I’ll see you in the morning,” you leaned in and gave him a hug that you dragged out to last a little longer than you usually would, “Goodnight.”

The morning and afternoon flew right by, and before you knew it the two of you were getting ready for the gala. You chastised EZ for leaving his dress clothes in his bags for so long. All these years and he still hadn’t figured out that they needed to hang to cut down on wrinkles. You ironed out his slacks and shirt, impressed by the fact that he had also brought a suit jacket. It was an all-black ensemble that you knew would make your coworkers drool over him, and you were going to soak up every second of that.

You left the bathroom open for him to get changed as you retreated to the semi-privacy of the space that passed for your bedroom. You shimmied into your dress, pulling the straps up onto your shoulders. You zipped it up as much as you could without risking ripping any of the stitching, thankful that you had EZ to help you with it the rest of the way. You looked at yourself in the mirror and smiled, still loving the dress as much as you had the day you tried it on in the store.

You had settled on a deep burgundy dress. It was a little low-cut, but not so much that you felt overly exposed. It was floor length, and had a slit up to just below your hip that you could only see once you started walking. You had picked up some simple jewelry—a few gold bangles and a long necklace that draped down your chest. Deciding to pull the whole look together with your favorite pair of black heels. A little height boost when you were walking with EZ never hurt.

“Hey, EZ? Can you come finish zipping me up?”

You heard the sounds of his dress shoes on the hardwood. He poked his head around the half-wall that separated your bed from the rest of your apartment. His eyes grew wide as he took in the sight of you. He cleared his throat, trying to get his thoughts in order as he remembered the actual reason you had called him over.

You pulled your hair off to the side and turned so your back was to him, thankful that it gave the added benefit of hiding the giant grin on your face. He tried to be as gentle as possible, the rough pads of his fingers grazing lightly against your back as he pulled the zipper up the last of the way.

“You look amazing, Y/N,” he smiled at you.

“Yea, we clean up alright, don’t we?” you patted his chest, practically salivating over the sight of him in dress clothes for the first time in years. You reached and undid the top button of his shirt, allowing a little bit of his collarbone to be exposed.

“Feeling a little risqué tonight?” he chuckled.

“Who knows when we’re going to get to do this again?” you smiled, “Might as well make the most of it.”

“I was gonna offer to take you on the bike,” he laughed as he looked you up and down for the hundredth time in two minutes, “But I don’t think that dress would make it.”

You nodded, “You’re right. We’ll take my car,” you walked over and grabbed the small clutch that you had picked up just for this occasion, pulling your keys out of it, “You ready?”

“I think so,” he patted his pockets down to make sure that he still had his phone and wallet, “You gonna give me the dirt on all your coworkers on the ride over?”

“Of course,” you smiled as you ushered him out the door, locking it behind the two of you.

You parked the car at the venue and EZ all but leapt out of the car to come and open your door for you. You chuckled as he held his hand out to help you step out onto the pavement. He hadn’t even wanted you to be the one to drive there, but you insisted since he knew nothing about the area.

He gently wrapped his arm around your waist as the two of you walked into the venue. You knew that your coworkers weren’t expecting you to show up with a plus-one. You had been quite clear about the fact that you weren’t dating anyone, and that no one at your job interested you enough to break your, “I don’t date coworkers” rule. There were quite a few lax jaws as the two of you strolled into the event room. Anyone else might have been nervous, but EZ saw how much you loved it and he was eating up every second of it.

You brought him around and introduced him to everyone, reveling in the fact that his arm never left your waist. After a handful of introductions, you dragged him across the room to introduce you to your boss.

“Cynthia,” you smiled wide, “This is my friend Ezekiel. Ezekiel, this is my boss Cynthia.”

“Please, call me Cindy,” she held out her hand, eyes slowly raking over the man you had put in front of her, not that you could blame her, “It’s nice to meet you, Ezekiel. I have to admit, Y/N here is a bit of an enigma around the office,” she turned her attention to you, “You look amazing, by the way.”

You smiled, “Thank you, so do you. A little more than business casual, huh?”

She laughed, nodding, “That’s for sure,” she paused, “Also, don’t forget, it’s open bar. So help yourselves.”

You tapped your fingers together mischievously, “Ah, don’t mind if I do.”

“I’ll make sure to catch up with you two later,” she smiled at EZ, “It was nice to meet you, Ezekiel.”

“Nice to meet you too,” he nodded politely before she walked away, swept up in a sea of other conversations.

“Remind me to keep a close eye on you around her,” you laughed, “Don’t want her snatching you up.”

The night wore on, and you were impressed with how easily EZ blended into the crowd with everyone from work. He made his way through a lot of small talk, a lot of, “So how do you know Y/N?” and other questions of the sort. The whole night he couldn’t help but to keep looking over at you, making sure that he had physical contact with you in one way or another. You couldn’t pretend that you minded it.

By your fourth glass of wine EZ had managed to get your keys from you, promising that he would drive the both of you back to your apartment safely and responsibly. His largest obstacle of the evening was hiding your bidding number sign from you so you didn’t spend money that you didn’t have.

“You’re the one who told me,” he said quietly in your ear, trying to suppress a laugh, “that your financial contribution was the, and I quote, buttload of money you paid for our tickets here.”

You huffed, trying and failing to give him a displeased expression, “But I wanna feel like a fancy rich person, EZ.”

He smiled at you, resting his hand on your thigh, “You’re certainly dressed like one, Y/N, so for tonight that’ll have to be enough. And besides, I’m your personal chauffer, so it doesn’t get more fancy rich person than that.”

You smirked over at him, placing your hand on top of his and interlocking your fingers, “I’m really glad that you’re here.”

He squeezed your fingers lightly, “Yea, me too.”

The evening was beginning to wind down, and EZ could see it on your face that if he didn’t get you out soon, you were going to start causing trouble. It was fine when the two of you were out among people you didn’t know, but he didn’t think that he’d be a very good friend if he let you start drunkenly stirring the pot with your coworkers. He convinced you to start saying your goodbyes, his hand placed on the small of your back as the two of you maneuvered through the small crowds of people in the event space.

You were walking through the parking garage, your hand entwined with his as you swung your arms back and forth, “What a night!”

EZ chuckled, spinning you carefully so you didn’t fall over, but still got to enjoy the flow of your dress when you spun and moved, “I’m honored I got the invite.”

“You sure you’re good to drive?”

He laughed, nodding, “I’m sure. Not like you could take over for me anyway.”

He helped you into the passenger seat before going around and getting in, sliding the seat back so he could actually fit. He chuckled as he saw you out of the corner of his eye, peeling your shoes off before you even left the parking garage. The whole drive home you went on and on about how much your coworkers loved him, you could just tell. He smiled and nodded, letting one hand stray and come to rest on your thigh.

He parked outside your apartment building and you looked over at him with your biggest puppy-dog eyes, “Ezekiel, I don’t wanna put my shoes back on. Will you carry me upstairs?”

He laughed and nodded, “Yes, but only because tonight you’re a fancy rich lady.”

“You’re so good to me. I love you,” you smiled over at him.

He felt his heart beating harder inside his chest, “I love you too.”

He carried you bridal style up the stairs with such ease. You loved every moment of it. He held onto you as you unlocked the door, still wrapped up in his arms. You giggled into his neck as he kicked the door shut behind you and turned the deadbolt. He carried you to your bed, setting you down gently. You smiled up at him from your mattress, reaching out and taking his hand in your own.

“I’ve missed you so much, EZ.”

He traced his thumb over your knuckles, “Yea, I’ve missed you too.”

Before he could walk out to collapse on the couch you asked him, “Can you help me with my dress?”

He swallowed hard, nodding, “Yea, of course, whatever you need.”

You pulled your hair off to the side again so he could pull the zipper down. If you didn’t know any better, you’d say that there was a slight trembling to his hands as he fumbled with the zipper, pulling it down slowly. He took a deep breath as he gently pushed the straps down off your shoulders. You hummed in approval as you leaned back against him, melting into him as he wrapped his arms around your waist. There were a few beats of silence before you felt him lightly press his lips against the bare skin of your shoulder, gently kissing the soft skin there.

Your breath caught in your throat and it took you a second to get the words out, “You could, um,” you were thankful that you weren’t facing him so he couldn’t see the nervousness on your face, “you could stay in my bed tonight…if you wanted. It’s probably…you know…more comfortable than the couch.”

His lips were still pressed against your shoulder and you could feel his laughter vibrate against your skin, “Yea? You sure?”

You turned around so you were facing him. He leaned in, resting his forehead against yours. He was holding you close enough that you were certain that he could feel your heart palpitating, “Yea. I’m not ready to give up your company yet.”

He kissed your forehead, “Let’s get to bed then.”

#mayans mc #mayans fx #mayansmc #mayans mc imagine #ezekiel reyes #ezekiel reyes imagine #ez reyes #ez reyes x you #ez reyes x reader #ez reyes imagine #ez reyes fanfic #ezekiel reyes x reader #ezekiel reyes fanfic #fanfiction #my writing #drabblesmc #request #ez request

[daemcnis]

( ZIÓN MORENO, 21, SHE/HER ) class is in session for LUCÍA ALMA ROSAS ROMERO. the student file says they are a CAMBION and that they belong to HOUSE LUMINA, currently being a THIRD year, where they’ll study MENTAL MAGIC.  |  c, 29, ast, she/her.

𝑨𝑻 𝑨 𝑮𝑳𝑨𝑵𝑪𝑬

name: lucía alma rosas romero.

nicknames:  lu / lucí.

age: 21.

gender: trans female.

pronouns: she/her.

sexuality: bisexual.

romantic orientation: demiromantic.

place of birth or where are they from: roseford, ohio.

occupation:  ethical hacker / student.

immediate family:  delores romero (mother), luca rosas (father),  amaia rosas romero (sister)

𝑨𝑷𝑷𝑬𝑨𝑹𝑨𝑵𝑪𝑬

faceclaim: zión moreno.

height: 5′10″.

eyes: brown.

hair: dark brown.

piercings: she has two on each lobe and her upper helix on both ears

tattoos: she has her underboob tattooed, tattoos on one of her hips/down her leg, a small tattoo on one of her fingers, and on her foot. i've added pictures here on her pinboard !

scars: nothing major. some scars on  the backs of her legs that are pretty light / not very visible anymore. any other scars from surgeries or procedures are not visible. 

birthmark: n/a

dominant hand: right-handed

fashion style: basically she has two looks; one which is very femme, very girly and well put together and the other is her like... very comfy, sweaters and joggers, look. you never know which one she's going to be sporting from one day to the next so her closet is probably a fun time / choose your own adventure. 

perfume: " aqua allegoria orange soleia " by guerlain 

accessories: very much a necklace, rings, and ankle bracelet person.  sometimes she'll throw her hair up in a messy bun with scrunchies but for the most part she wears it down and messy or in braids.  she gets her nails done once every 4-6 weeks so sometimes they are pretty grown out or the art might match a season that's passed.

𝑰𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑬𝑺𝑻𝑺

hobbies: roller-skating, running, surfing, karate, photography, online scrapbooking, travel, travel planning, participating in tourism facebook groups/forums, construction projects (putting furniture together, fixing a chair, putting new tile down in the bathroom, etc.)

food:  bruschetta, gnocchi, mole with tamal, wonton soup, gyoza, any kind of bbq food, paella, ramen, tacos, margherita pizza, fresh mozzarella, most pastas

snacks/dessert:  sour candy, anything dark chocolate, red velvet cupcakes, snack pack puddings, anything oreo, cheesecakes, tiramisu, tres leches cake, mochi, tiramisu

drinks:  sparkling waters, any vodka based cocktails, coffee coffee coffee, boba, hot chocolate, coke zero, and mountain dew spark

music:  she usually just throws spotify mood playlists on based on how she's feeling. nothing overly specific, only has like... 1 big playlist with every song she's ever dropped a like on.

series:  manifest, the layover, breakfast lunch and dinner, buzzfeed unsolved, the amazing race, dark tourist, sense 8. 

movies:  horror movies & disney movies. no particular favorites for horror movies, she'll watch anything. really enjoyed coco & encanto recently.

literature:  exclusively reads fantasy novels. neil gaiman is her favorite author.

𝑷𝑬𝑹𝑺𝑶𝑵𝑨𝑳𝑰𝑻𝒀

positive traits: adventurous, affectionate, bold, loyal, efficient, uninhibited, whimsical.

negative traits: impulsive, impatient, stubborn, confrontational, flaky, forgetful, mischievous.

how do they appear to other people? tove lo vc: i'm a cool girl. no but seriously, she blows through cities and in and out of people's lives like a ghost so she probably seems very? unattainable? there one minute, gone the next, and you're left wondering wtf just happened and if you're ever going to see her again. being at arcanas is probably the most “stable” thing she’s done in recent years. for friends, she very much seems like she's always busy but also always around? will definitely accept your facetime calls on the bus, or in class when she's supposed to be paying attention.

how do they act when they're alone? she completely powers down when she's alone. very quiet, almost like she needs to recharge before she surges back out into the world and takes it on again. she spends very little time at "home" and actually has no permanent address. her gov. id still says she still lives at home with her parents and all her mail gets sent there.

zodiac sign: june 16 / gemini ☀️ 

mbti: ENFP.

𝑴𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑨𝑳

education: she finished high school early at 16, and then she did two years at university before she was expelled. one of her professors was an asshole and purposely graded minority students unfairly so she hacked into the university's system and got caught changing grades for some of her classmates. six months later. no charges were pressed and as far as the school knew she only changed one set of test results but she was expelled with a blemish on her record.

literacy:  well-read but scatterbrained. 

languages:  she's multilingual and speaks english, spanish, mandarin, french, and arabic fluently. she has a pretty good handle on japanese and is working on learning portuguese. she has a special interest in languages and has worked with companies internationally to beef up their security systems so understanding languages is a vital part of her job. 

disorders:  tw: depression / mental health / eating disorders. no details just diagnosis.  diagnosed with major depressive disorder as a teenager, currently medicated. in bullimia recovery. 

phobias: fear of confined spaces, fear of geese, not really a phobia phobia but she hates feet.

𝑩𝑰𝑶𝑮𝑹𝑨𝑷𝑯𝒀

- for most of her life she was an only child. her younger sister amaia is 11 years younger than her and just turned 10. this makes lucía feel like she's crumbling into dust because she remembers holding that little baby but she does really love them! her sister is experimenting with their gender identity and uses she/they pronouns.  apparently the rosas romero's are completely incapable of producing cis het children which makes lu joyful. 

tw: mental health / adhd

- she always struggled with school but in the way that most extroverted kids do.  she talked too much, was often called a distraction to her peers, and would be forced to sit in the corner by herself because of it.  she was smart so no testing was ever really done but there's a very good chance that if she had, she'd fall somewhere on the ADHD spectrum.  as an adult, she's not big on labels so pursuing any kind of diagnosis isn't of any interest to her. 

- she identifies as bisexual but has only ever had romantic relationships with women. as a rule however, she doesn't pursue relationships and isn't very big on commitment.  she is more of a one night / when i'm in the area stands and casual flings. if she did more than just casual flings, she would probably identify as ethically non-monogamous but y’know. she doesn’t. 

- she's close with her family for the most part. there was a period where things were a little tense with her parents as she was growing up but that was more out of ignorance than actual contempt. they all get on perfectly fine now and she's eternally grateful at how supportive they've been both financially when she was younger and emotionally now. 

- she started hacking at a young age. it started out with little things, poking holes in the security firewalls at school so she could play games on the school tablets. a girl had to keep up with her neopets after all. as a teenager she used it as escapism, targeting systems and companies who were anti-lgbt and crashing their servers or signing their CEOs up for crazy mailing lists. nobody ever really suffered from what she was doing so no harm no foul, right? 

- after 2 years of university were basically flushed down the drain, she knew she was going to be in trouble if she couldn't figure out what her next steps were. it was definitely a risky move, hacking a private security firm and pointing out all of their weaknesses in hopes that they'd hire her but it worked.  once her foot was in the door, her work could speak for itself and her work is flexible, allowing her to work from wherever as long as she has an internet connection and can set up her laptop / drives. she's worked from many a coffee shop, or airport, but she mostly only works during the summer, or on breaks from school, as being a student takes up the majority of her time otherwise. 

- she didn’t know anything about being a cambion, or about the supernatural, until she was 18 years old and her abilities were triggered. it was then that she found out — surprise, her dad? who had always been a little... odd, but she figured that was just him being eccentric, was actually a demon. he sat her down and told her everything, even told her there was a school she could go to to learn to control her powers. it was only when she arrived at the school that she found out she had a sibling. turns out her dad had a whole second family he just neglected to mention. i’ll leave that plot kind of vague for right now in case someone picks up that connection but that’s going to/has rocked her world pretty significantly.

- though she’s flighty, the kind of person who spends every single cent they have on travel, or impulse buys, she’s very dedicated to her studies. being the best is very important and it’s a matter of pride, really. becoming a regent was just part of the whole overachiever thing. does she enjoy the paperwork? or the busywork that comes with it? no... but she does love a title. there’s also a part of her that always feels like she’s playing catch up, having not known about any of this until she was 18. 

#arcanas:intro #tw: mental health mentions #tw: eating disorders #no mentions just the diagnosis

[urlocalbunny]

ethan nsfw alphabet

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

Ethan likes to clean you and he tells you to "GO PEE RN OR YOU MIGHT GET SICK" and you'll definitely bath ew wtf. But when he clean you you barely feel anything but his humming and some faint kisses on your back. If you're a map he might poke some light bruises a bit. To see you squirm >:3

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

He likes his abs. Not too much, not too little. He's fine as fuck. Heh. As for you, ass. Ass. No matter what ass. If it's yours. Ass.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

He cums quick spurts lmao and he cums a little. Enough for a good gulp, that's it. Tastes like bleach and it's clear.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He'd love to examine you and train with his knives on you. You're so cute even when you try to dom him that he can't help it. Maybe if you let him give you a scar and you give him one, or if you just dress yourself as a nurse and he'll put you under pressure and see how much you squirm to give him good head... Good, now he's hard.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

He knows what he's doing with your body because he's a doctor. But I think he's still a little inexperienced because he didn't have many deep relationships so he thinks sex is way more shallow than it is (yet he already loves it lol) you'll feel good, but he's going to be mildly surprised by you each time.

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

Heh, he loves the ones where you're bent and restrained while he fucks you mercilessly, or the ones where he can ride you and see your angry face whenever he edges you to ready you about how much of a shitty dom you are.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

He's not goofy, but he's sarcastic and a BIG brat. If you're subbing, he's the degrader type, the intensity I up to what he thinks you can handle. He also likes to talk dirty and laugh at you so beware.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

He's on the hairy side bc shaving is not good for the skin and he won't fucking do wax. That shit hURTS, but you won't be bothered if you want to give him head. Kinda pleasing honestly. He trims often.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

When he's too fucked out, he's going to be the most affectionate little pet you could ever ask for whether he's domming or not. He'll literally sob and tell how much he loves you. And he gets WAY nicer when you're finished until you go to sleep or part ways. He'll go back to normal when you meet and be a brat by then.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

He does jack off twice a week? Maybe 6 times a month? He doesn't feel like jacking off too much, but if someone he likes is around, he'll jack off a LOT, and he just can't stop bc his mind is way too fertile.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Knife play, nurse play, choking, shibari (receiving, let's all pretend to be shocked.), Dom and sub dynamics, he also loves to bend you in many ways. He also loves getting caught by people he knows, and semi-public places.

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

Moondance alleys where it's dark, his room, your room, the bathroom.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going) when you just coax him, play his game and win. He likes how nasty you get...

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Hurt you beyond combined, make you feel miserable because of his own pleasure, hurt your feelings, scare you.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)He loves to receive WAY more than giving, but he'll do it. You'll have to teach him more tho, he doesn't know what to do sometimes bc you make eye contact and he's just RED.

P = Pace (Are they fats and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.) He's fast and mildly to very rough. He loves to cling onto you and sometimes, when it's a cold day in hell, he'll take it slow. That's his way of saying he loves you.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.) He thinks quickies are the best invention. He's mad? Quickie. He's gotta go but he craves it? Quickie. He does enjoy proper sex too and he'll make them sessions amazing, but to him there should be something to relieve you both quick.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.) He loves to experiment! Esp if you're the dom. Please do make him your little dummy. If you experiment shibari, he'll even skip to the bed and tell you to "hurry the hell up!"

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…) he lasts a few hours, but if he's too tired, quickie it is bc he won't spend his ENTIRE stamina fucking.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

He has a few toys and they're mostly toys you can use on a partner. He keeps them on a case and he takes pride on his lil collection.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

I'd say he's the biggest tease if it wasn't for Ivan. But hey, he teases you completely out in the open and with people watching, so if you're a dom, put him in line.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make) kinda low but he talks and moans often enough. You can't hear him much because he likes to hear you instead, but if you despise a guy that's not vocal, don't worry, that's not him.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

Ethan once told you you should have drunk sex after you denied him one night because you didn't want to take advantage. He then allows you to do it the next time he tries it, and it's kinda weird because you're drunk too and he tells you all the little things about you that he never did while sober and you're in love wow.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words) his dick is so pretty hihihih! It's curved upwards a little, the head is proportional and pretty. He does trim so it looks all the more appealing. He's veiny.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Not all the time, but two-three times a week? that's fine with him.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards) He cums, aftercare, sleep. you can talk to him in your dreams if it's that important. Now sleep.

#moonlight lovers #moonlight lovers headcanons #moonlight lovers smut #bunny's writing #ml ethan #moonlight lovers fanfiction #nsfwbunny #ethan smut #ethan x mc

[gaarasgoddess]

Welcome to Suna - Part 6

Welcome to Suna. Where the lights never die and the fun never  stops. Sakura and Ino lie to their parents to spend a wild weekend in a  forbidden city. Will they regret it? Or will they both find something  worth coming for?Main pairing is GaaraxSakura and side  InoxKankuro.[Listening to 1989 album by Taylor Swift.]

Chapter summary: Sakura is too tempting for Gaara. And a picnic has surprise visitors. [this story will be unpredictably erotic from now on: warning]

[Please read previous parts first. part 1 and part 2 and part 3. And part 4. And part 5.]

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Gaara woke quickly after Sakura got bored waiting for him. The cold air hit her and she was going to slide under the covers but she really need to use the bathroom. She really needed to pee. He saw her rush into the room and she felt self-conscious in the bathroom, trying not to make much noise. She’d picked up the bathrobe he had slipped off her before they’d ... done that, and finished up quickly before heading back into the bedroom.

He's still naked.

She blushed heavily, watching him cleaning himself of residue from their activities, her eyes unable to not rake over his body. When her eyes met his she froze and then looked away quickly, ashamed of how embarrassed she was.

“You can look,” he said huskily and Sakura nodded, slowly turning her head to look again.

He’s a smug bastard.

His smirk was almost as brash as his nakedness. He finished cleaning himself and walked to her slowly, so clearly turned on by how she now openly perused his body. She saw his dick twitch and felt a similar stirring in her nether region.

“As much as I’d love to fuck you again,” he cupped her face and kissed her lips softly. “I have a promise to keep.”

She was confused and it showed. “Promise?” She licked her lips wishing he would kiss her again.

Gaara obliged and Sakura wrapped an arm around his waist and pulled him closer. His skin felt hot as he attacked her mouth. The gentle nibbling turned into a fight for dominance as they wrestled each other’s tongue, moaning and grinding.

Sakura’s hand slipped down from his waist and ran over his butt brazenly. When he didn’t complain she boldly fingered his muscled six pack before slipping her hand to lightly grasp his dick. He gasped.

“You’re a vixen.” Gaara kissed her fiercely for a few seconds as she pumped him. Then he maneuvered her up against the wall next to his bed. “But two can play at that game.”

He didn’t bother grabbing another condom, slipping his cock between her folds but not inside her. He gripped her hips to stop her from sliding him in and kissed her confusion away, now thrusting but not entering her. Sakura groaned, moving her hips with his as he fucked her thigh gap instead of her pussy.

“God Gaara!”

“Yes!”

The friction was burning but she didn’t care. Sakura threw her head back, screaming his name as she came so hard. He chuckled and lavished her neck as he satiated his own desire, then pulled away before he could cum on her. She groaned, struggling to stand upright as Gaara stroked himself. She didn’t know or care why he hadn’t fucked her wholly. She was happy. A smile plastered to her face as he chuckled and grabbed a towel to clean her up.

“Thanks,” she mumbled.

"Come on,” he kissed her forehead.

“What now?”

“Ready to continue that tour I promised you?” He asked, throwing on a pair of jeans and polo shirt. He looked really good whether he was wearing clothes or not.

Not sure what else to do, Sakura nodded.

“I should be able to find something better for you to wear,” he said, then waggled his eyebrows. “Not that I’m complaining about the view.”

She hugged the robe to her body more tightly. Gaara wrapped an arm around her and kissed the top of her head. He was so affectionate she still couldn’t believe it was real. This weekend was shaping up to be the best ever. The only problem would be leaving him behind.

Sakura pushed away those morose thoughts. She just wasn’t used to this and needed to keep her heart out of it. She liked boys way too easily when they didn’t give her the time of day, let alone actually wanted her. She was a sucker for a pretty face.

Gaara rummaged through his closet but didn’t find anything. "Hang on, I’ll be back.”

She waited for him by checking her phone, thinking maybe Ino would text or call. It was already ten o’clock and Sakura was surprised she’d slept for so long. She thought of sending Ino a text and decided not to. Then changed her mind thinking it would be best to be safe. But before she’d finished tapping the letters, Gaara returned. She tossed her phone back in her purse, now forgotten as Gaara strode back into the room.

He couldn’t resist feeling her up as she dressed, not a moment of peace as Gaara had decided there was no need for either of them to be shy around each other naked anymore. But he didn’t take it too far since he had other plans for the rest of their morning.

“Let’s go, love.”

Sakura fumbled with her purse and followed Gaara out of the room.

.x.

“Are your parents home?”

Gaara nodded and tugged on her hand when this admission made her pause. “They’re working so we won’t be bothered. And we have this entire wing to ourselves. Come on.”

His family estate was larger than she’d thought. They moved through the hallways and into a few of the rooms as Gaara gave her the tour. The gaming room was larger than her whole living room and bedroom back home. She had never played pool before and didn’t play gaming consoles so she just hummed and smiled along with him. He had a jukebox too and admitted he loved this kind of stuff. His television took up most of the wall and the entertainment room could host every teenager in her year back home, easily.

She wondered if he ever had parties here.

A few more rooms later, he was summoning a servant and Sakura flushed at their subtle surprise to her presence. Did this mean Gaara didn’t normally bring girls home like this? It made her feel special.

“We’re heading out to the gardens,” he told the servant. “We’ll need brunch and a picnic blanket. Be sure to pack some honey.”

He ushered the servant away and Sakura was awed and impressed.

“My lady,” he said offering his arm and smirking at her.

“Thank you.” Sakura accepted his arm and allowed him to lead her outside into the bright sun. She giggled.

“Find that funny, huh?”

She just smiled. He took them to a stone path that wound through the gardens in this section of his home. She loved the flowers and bushes and sounds of birds, looking this way and that. Gaara kept her from stopping too long, wanting to get to the designated spot sometime today.

The path opened up to a grassy area with a fountain and Sakura was struck yet again by how rich Gaara’s family was. She could never compete with this.

Stop those thoughts.

She inhaled deeply to calm herself and returned his kisses when Gaara started nipping at her bottom lip, asking for entrance. They stood there, just enjoying each other before a servant arrived with the things Gaara had requested. A picnic basket, a bottle of what looked like a fruity cocktail and two glasses, and a blanket. They set it all up then bowed and left them alone.

“Is that alcohol?”

“Yes but go easy, love.”

Sakura scoffed at him then sat on the blanket as he followed and joined her. “I’m not getting drunk in the middle of the day.”

“Whatever you say.” He leaned over and kissed her softly before turning to open the basket to unload it.

Onigiri rice balls, egg sandwiches, a Karaage Bento, Wanpaku Sandwich and a squeeze bottle of honey; Sakura dug in. But Gaara put the honey aside.

“That’s for later,” he promised.

“So tell me...”

Gaara pressed a finger to her lips and she took the hint, falling silent as they ate. She didn’t realise how hungry she was and didn’t pay attention to anything but the food prepared for them. Gaara poured their drinks and held hers out to her when she was part way finished. She devoured it, rolling her eyes at him when he chuckled.

“Hungry?”

“You have no idea.”

“Oh I think I do.”

He gave her a hungry look and took the sandwich from her hand without breaking eye contact. He kissed her, hard and painfully, his hand sneaking up to pinch her nipple. She moaned just as her phone vibrated loudly, startling them and causing them to break apart.

Sakura swallowed thickly and dug into her purse to quickly pull it out. It was a text from Ino. She groaned as Gaara pulled bodily away from her.

‘Where R U 4head?‘

She glanced at Gaara, who was now unscrewing the cap on the honey bottle, then typed back 'Busy. wtf you want?’.

‘Bitchy. R U with that redhead?’

‘Yeah.’

‘U okay?’

‘Fine. Will C U later.’

‘Later, tater.’

Sakura shoved the phone back in her bag. “Sorry.”

Gaara just shrugged and shifted to sit next to her. “Lie back.”

She narrowed her eyes for a moment then sighed when he just raised an eyebrow at her and did as he instructed. Gaara ran a hand over her covered breasts, his finger circling where he could feel her nipple.

“May I?”

She nodded knowing what he was about to do.

Gaara undid the buttons on the shirt he’d given her, stopping half-way down her torso, and pushed the fabric aside to expose her breasts to the warm air. He paused for a moment, leant down to suckled at one nipple before slathering the honey along both of her tits, rubbing it into her skin like he was massaging. Sakura moaned, closing her eyes and sighing with contentment.

A moment later she felt his mouth encase her left nipple and she grasped his hair knowing he loved that. He licked his way along her skin, worshipping her as he went, suckling at the honey and moving to hover over her for better access.

After a few minutes, he started on undoing the rest of her buttons, sitting up to do so. Two voices interrupted them at the same time, making GaaSaku freeze.

“Gaara?”

“Sakura?”

When they realised what they were interrupted doing, Gaara and Sakura snapped up and she was too stunned to cover up. Gaara hastily moved her shirt to cover her breasts and she blushed, turning away to do up the buttons.

“Kankuro,” Gaara growled.

“Well, well.” Ino whistled. “Looks like we interrupted something.”

“Ino-pig,” Sakura snarled. “Ever heard of decorum?”

“Is it that new sex toy that--”

“Shut up.”

Kankuro laughed as the girls stared at each other. “Well if no-one else is going to say it, I have to: Sakura has a great pair of tits.”

Ino smacked him over the back of his head.

.x.

#gaasaku #gaara x sakura #Sabaku No Gaara #Haruno Sakura #sakura #gaara #Ino x Kankuro #drabble #my story

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Caulscott headcanons

My headcanons for Caulscott :D

 After the incident in the bathroom, Before Max could activate the fire alarm. Max had a thought. What if she just talked to him? So Max comes out of hiding and talks to Nathan. She talks him down and consoles him. He’s hesitant to trust her and angry for thinking this twee hipster could think of helping him, but something inside him just gives in and accepts Max’s help. He just sobs and silently says “I’m just sick of people trying to control me” and as Nathan breaks down, Max hugs Nathan

Because of Max’s act of kindness, empathy and understanding, this helps change Nathan’s outlook on life and inspires him to be better. He first starts off by finding Chloe on campus and apologizes to her and gives her the money to bury the hatchet and just tells her he’s sick of people trying to control him and she knows what he means, talks about her step-douche and they just share a smoke together. Then he uses the Prescott influence to bury Kate’s video and to tell everyone in the Vortex Club to delete it. Nathan and Victoria would then apologize to Kate and tell her it’s gone. Nathan feels good about himself and hope Max approves.

Instead of a violent confrontation, Nathan and Max would just talk. He’d invite her to find him by his SUV. They’d talk. Nathan would tell her of making amends and Max tells him she is proud of him and it’s a slow start to their relationship. And Max asks Nathan for advice about Chloe and about her dream. Nathan tells her he should just talk to her and as for the tornado, he goes “you.....you’ve seen the storm too?” It is at this instant that Nathan and Max feel closer than they’ve ever been to anyone

Nathan confides in Max just listens and empathize with him. He can trust Max with even the deepest secrets he hides. He could just vent it all out to Max and she’d just listen. He could tell her everything about his father, the dark room, Rachel and Jefferson and just cry on her shoulder and just having Max embrace him with a hug would just be what he deserves. After hearing all that, Max wouldn’t judge or doubt him. After he’s calmed down Max would try to give some advice and try to direct him into a better and healthy life and together they would take Jefferson down.

Max introduces Nathan to Warren. Warren is wary because it’s Nathan Prescott, but Max assures Warren that he’s different and better. Nathan and Warren become friends. 

Max, Nathan and Warren have movie nights together

Nathan tells Kate almost everytime he sees her that she’s sorry, but that it’s okay everytime.

Max and Kate play their guitar and Violin while Nathan watches cuddling Alice

They take a lot of photoshoot dates together, Max always says her pictures are bad, but Nathan shouts “WTF ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT CAULFIELD? THESE ARE AMAZING, NEVER DOUBT YOURSELF, OKAY?” And this makes Max smile

Eventually Max and Nathan hangout with Chloe. Nathan and Chloe become friends cause they are two sides of the same coin

Eventually, Nathan convinces Max and Victoria to make peace and become friends “Vic and Max, you just need to make up and put your differences aside. You are obviously similar and would be great friends.” this prompts Victoria and Max to become friends, this also prompts for Hayden, Taylor and Courtney to become friends with Max. Max has entered the Vortex Club and she surprisingly loves it

Max enjoys being in the Vortex Club. Aside from Zach and Logan, she gets along with everyone. 

Max has girls nights with Victoria, Taylor, Courtney and Dana. Max has so much fun and tells Nathan all about it

Nathan loves buying Max expensive jewelry and dressing her up with expensive and fashionable outfits. Max rarely wears them, but on rare occasions she does and it makes Nathan happy. On the rare occasions where Max wears a dress or skirt, Nathan blushes and tells her “you look so pretty”

In order not to get her pricey jewelry dirty, Max takes Nathan to antique shops and thrift stores to buy instant film and on a rare outing, he picks out a deer pendant that Max wears everyday. She also buys Nathan a Whale pendant it makes them both smile at each other

Victoria is the first to notice that Nathan has feelings for Max and when confronted he says “she just makes me feel really good about myself, more than my sister ever did. I really love her Vic”

Chloe notices that Max has a thing for Nathan, they talk and Max just tells Chloe “He’s changed for the better and I just find him soothing and I love him” and convinces her to make the first move. Then Hayden sends Max a text “please ask him out on a date already, he won’t shut up about you.” This prompts Max to make the first move 

Max and Nathan’s first date is at the aquarium and Max takes Nathan to see the whales. This lights Nathan’s face up and embraces Max and the two of them smile at the whales as they hold hands. The date ends with Max and Nathan going to the Lighthouse and sharing their first kiss

On really cold days and as a way to show off his love for her to the school, Nathan gives Max his red jacket and Max decides to buy Nathan a Blue Jacket so he won’t get cold and so she could show everyone her love for him and the jacket would remind them of their first date with the whales. Now they each wear their jackets every day.

Nathan wears the blue jacket, but he’s inspired by Max’s Doe shirts, that Nathan starts to wear Whale shirts

Nathan calls Max his “precious Doe” and Max calls Nathan her “soothing Whale”

Max always does her best to help Nathan through his episodes. She leaves him little post its that remind him that she loves him or like really affectionately rubbing his arm when he’s getting riled up or even just cuddling with him while they listen to whale sounds and neglect their homework and shut off the world.

Max has a hard time helping Nathan cope through episodes. She wants to just smother him in love and support but a lot of times he needs space, and she has a hard time adjusting to and accepting that. Sometimes she can be doting and thinks she knows what Nathan "really” needs. They marathon movies, binge shows and play video games together a lot. They cuddle up on the couch with some junk food and just play for hours.

Max is very nervous to her first Vortex Club party, but Nathan is there for her and his confidence just rubs off on her and they have so much fun at the parties and they especially love dancing together.

Before every date and Vortex Club party, Victoria, Courtney, Taylor and Dana dress and doll Max up. Max didn’t like it at first but it grew on her and she loves looking great for Nathan and girls night out

Max always reminds Nathan to take his meds and to drink his water

Nathan assures her every day that her photos are amazing and she needs to stop doubting herself. He is this close to organizing an intervention to get Chloe, Kate, Warren, Victoria, Hayden, Taylor and Courtney together just to tell Max “love your work already”

During his violent outbursts or during his breakdowns, Max just hugs him from behind and just holds him and Nathan just lets her

They go on midnight drives, and lie down stargazing in the back of his truck.

They 50-50 on being big and little spoons

They enjoy holding hand and cuddling and kissing

They are there for each other when either of them have nightmares about Jefferson. Max is especially there for Nathan about his nightmares regarding Sean

Upon taking Max to meet his family. Kristine loves Max and tells her “I can’t wait till we become sisters” Nathan’s mother approves. Sean is Sean and tells Nathan he is disappointed in Nathan in how low he has fallen. This is the final straw and finally snaps and stands up to him. “NO, YOU DON’T EVER TALK ABOUT HER OR TALK TO HER LIKE THAT. I LOVE MAX. SHE MAKES ME FEEL GOOD ABOUT MYSELF. SHE’S DONE MORE FOR ME THAN YOU EVER DONE. AND I DON’T GIVE A SHIT WHAT YOU DO, I AM DONE WITH YOU AND I AM DONE WITH THE PRESCOTT NAME.” Max and Kristine are proud of him. When Victoria and Hayden hears this they send him texts telling him how proud that he finally stood up to that bastard.

During their first time having sex, they are gentle and soft with each other. But after seeing the displays in Nathan’s dorm, Max gives Nathan permission to be rough with her and to explore kinks together

Max is kinda quiet when they first start to get it on but Nathan can tell when she’s getting close because her back will start to arch and shake, her hands will tremble and grip his hair, and she’ll start to pant and say his name a lot

Nathan introduces Max into BDSM. At first He believes Max to be innocent about it, but in time Max reveals herself to be a freak in the sheets

Max is into oral and Nathan loves to give it to her while caressing her face and kissing her afterwords and Nathan loves to return the favor  by eating her out and Max plays with his hair

Max really likes it when he uses his fingers to thrust in and out while he strokes her clit with his tongue. she’s basically screamed while coming after a while of this

Max likes to tease him a lot. she’ll barely brush against his cock and he’ll feel how wet she is and cry out in ecstasy, begging her to let him touch her or eat her out

Nathan’s not super loud but he can get more noisy. he’ll whisper “oh, fuck” when he enters her and positively sob when he comes

They’ll usually fall asleep and cuddle after they finish. Nathan will either hold Max in his arms or he’ll fall asleep with his cheek pressed against her chest, hugging her waist

Max is into bondage

They are both switches. When it’s Nathan’s turn to be the dom, Max calls him “Sir” and when it’s Max’s turn to be the dom, Nathan calls her “Mistress”

They can be more intimate than sexual

They are rough, but soft with each other. 

The safeword is “whatever”

Max would be his solid rock but Nathan would want to be someone for Max who she can rely on, too. and they would show each other with little gestures how much they care for each other. Max is his universe and Nathan is her whale

Upon graduating from Blackwell, Max would become a successful photographer, while Nathan pursues a career in Marine Biology 

Soon they get married. Nathan takes Max’s last name as the final end to his father’s influence and just because “Nathan Caulfield” sounds so good to him

When Max walks down the aisle, Nathan is in tears

Warren, Hayden and Victoria are Nathan’s Fellowship(thanks to Warren’s suggestion) Victoria prepares a speech for him that makes Nathan cry

Chloe is Max’s best man and prepares a speech that makes her cry...Max and Nathan cry together

Nathan cries again after exchanging vows

Max and Nathan have taken photos of each other throughout their entire time together and they each made photo albums for each other and present it as wedding presents to each other

Max and Nathan are at peace and just happy together

#Life Is Strange #Caulscott #Nathan Prescott #Max Caulfield