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princessbrunette · 5 months

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okay but just imagine being popes sister and you’re sneaking around with jj and one day hes like talking to you through your bedroom door while jjs balls deep in you

CLOSE CALL!

a.n: this can def apply to regular siblings or just step-siblings with pope. some smut but nothin crazy !!

Closed doors at the Heyward house was allowed.

You were allowed privacy, your room was your space and there was a decent amount of trust between all of the house residents. However, locked doors was a no-no, especially now you and Pope were older and were spending an increasingly large amount of time with the opposite gender.

In your defence, you didn’t even know Pope was home. He was meant to be off with John B that day, looking into some old transcripts that could lead them to a map for some treasure you’d all been after for a while now. This was you and JJ’s day off, one might say — and you spent it straddling his lap on your bed, his cock bullying your insides as you grind down on it, his hips lifting beneath you to meet your bounces. One of his ringed hands clasped your waist, helping you with your movements whilst the other took a moment to run through his sun-bleached hair, slightly matted from the sweaty, balmy atmosphere in your room. “Fuck, that’s good huh?” He groans.

Your jaw dropped, a moan just about to rip from your throat as you drew closer to your orgasm— when the moment was interrupted by a swift, but unmistakable knock at your door, followed by the calling of your name. Pope.

JJ sat up so fast from his laid back position you nearly knocked heads, the blonde wincing and holding your lower back as you clenched hard in surprise. You looked at eachother, eyes wide — before Pope called your name once more.

“I gotta get in there, I hid the key to the safe in your room ‘cos I was paranoid and now—” The handle to your door turns.

“Don’t come in!” You yelp, JJ about 3 seconds from throwing you off him so he could swan dive naked out the window. “I’m naked!” Technically, not a lie.

“So put some clothes on, look I’ve got John B waiting outside and I don’t have time to—”

“I cant, I just got out the shower and I’m air drying. Just— just tell me where the key is and I’ll bring it to you.” You call out, hearing him sigh. JJ shifts a little inside your wet heat, and you both wince this time— both sensitive.

“I don’t really remember. I just know it’s in your dresser— Look if you just let me look it’ll be quicker I really gotta go!” He begs and you bite your lip. Pope wasnt dumb, if you tried to sneak JJ out the window or even off the bed he’d hear the extra set of feet and come bursting in like the protective big brother he was. You stare into JJ’s wide eyes, his expression reading ‘What the hell are you about to do?’ and speak again.

“If you come in you gotta keep your eyes closed, okay?” Your voice wavers unsurely, now if having JJ round during the day wasn’t a big enough risk, this sure was. JJ’s eyes widen, jaw gaping slightly as if you’d lost your mind.

“Obviously, I don’t wanna see you naked, dude.” Pope mutters before swinging the door open, eyes screwed shut as promised, even holding a hand over them for extra precaution.

“Just— take a few steps, and then a few to the left and then face the wall where the dresser is.” You direct him as he stumbles over, following your directions until his back his to you, the dresser now infront of him. The two of you watch Pope rummage through the drawers, searching for where he left the key— JJ practically holding his breath, putting statues to shame.

“You should really be coming to this. It could be pretty big.” He converses, digging around.

“Uh— yeah, maybe I’ll meet you there in a little.” You try and regulate your voice, trying to ignore how you can feel JJ throbbing inside of you, begging for release. You furrowed your brows at him briefly, in disbelief that he was still this hard with his close friend in the room. Must have been all the nerves, JJ was always the adrenaline junkie.

“JJ too. Lemme text him—” He mumbles, and you watch the back of him as he digs into his back pocket. The blonde boy beneath you comes to life, wilding shaking his head and waving at his phone sat proudly on your bedside table like a bomb ready to detonate, sure to make a loud and obnoxious noise if Pope was to text him, giving the game away.

“No!” You yell, a little too urgently, and you watch Popes back straighten a little suspiciously, like he wanted to turn around. “Let—” You clear your throat, attempting at a casual tone. “Let me text him. I’ve been looking for an excuse to text him anyway.”

“Gross, you can’t be crushing on my friends. They’re… dudes. They think with their dicks and it’ll just fuck everything up.” He scolds you, sticking his arm deep in the drawer until he jolted with recognition, finally finding the key amongst a wad of socks. “Ah, got it.”

‘Gross?’ JJ mouths to you, face screwed in offence and you lightly smack his arm, distracted by the conversation.

“Whatever, Pope. We’ll talk about this some other time. Now uh— see yourself out.” He stumbles blindly to the door and shuts it behind him again, the two of you staying rooted to your spot until you heard his feet descend away and out the front door.

JJ collapses onto his back once more, breathing out a loud sigh of relief and from the momentum you fall straight on top of him with an ‘Oof!’

“Jesu— my legs crampin’ up. You really just— invited him in here? Just like that?” He explodes, brows raised as you shuffle into a more comfortable spot, his cock still nestled inside of you.

“I had no choice!” You pout, hoping to win some cute points. “And we got away with it, didn’t we?” You add with a cheeky grin, rolling your hips as you grind him in and out of you once more. He lets out a jagged breath and then a chuckle, shaking his head.

“Oh you’re crazy. You know that right? That you’re crazy?”

“You like it.”

“I do but uh— don’t you have something you should be doing? Like texting me for example?” His smile grows as he speaks and you burst into giggles from his stupid joke and fingers digging into your waist. Not giving you a chance to retaliate, he flips you on your back and gets back to work.

#jj maybank prompt #heyward!reader #jj maybank smut #jj maybank blurb #jj maybank drabble

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slut4sugu · 7 months

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I just know Katsuki has a thing for black girls, espicalllyyy the thicc black girls

(This Drabble is for my black sisters!)

Big eyes, stretch marks, moles, big forehead it doesn’t matter. Seeing a pretty lil thing shine in the sunlight with those beautiful brown eyes is all he needs to fall in love. So when he comes home to your shared apartment and sees you on the couch mindlessly watching some dumb crime show he can’t help but be in awe at the angel curled up on his couch, your pink bedazzled bonnet on (that he bought for your birthday) that matched your cute hello kitty sleepwear. The pink and white shorts hugging your ass so nicely and the tank top revealing the white Lacy bra that was hiding just below the hem. You were absolutely adorable yet so sexy at the same time, so without saying a word he got changed after a couple minutes came back into your shared living room and made himself comfy on your thighs. “Hi katsuuu.” You’re sweet voice always managed to make a smile tug at his lips, “Hey pinky, missed ya loud ass.” You rolled you’re eyes before leaning down and pressing a kiss to the blondes forehead. “Missed you too, you came in a little late so you missed the recap. Want me to fill you in?” He didn’t ever care much for crime shows since he got the real deal at work but seeing you so happy to give him the ‘tea’ about what happened on criminal minds was too cute. “Sure sweets what happened this time.”

(Def has a thing for: streetwear girls, earthy girls, artsy girls, girls who are in boxing, soccer, track, and basketball, sneaker heads, sweet tooth’s, and soft girls.)

BONUS !!

ʚ 🍓ɞ he gets jealous every time you drool over Morgan, so he’ll get more quiet and touchy whenever he comes on the screen.

ʚ 🍓ɞ he even mutes the tv when he starts talking to Penelope since you said his voice was hot (ITS FUCKING SHEMAR MOORE OFC HIS VOICE IS HOT)

ʚ 🍓ɞ one night he was feeling petty and he stuffed his fingers in your cunt and asked you whos better <33

#🌸. 𝐀 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐆𝐍 𝐁𝐘 𝐊𝐀𝐌 #bakugou x reader #bakugou x black reader #mha x black reader smut #mha x black female reader #mha x black reader #bakugou x fem!reader #bakugou x you #bakugou katsuki #bakugou fluff #mha x female reader #mha x fem!reader #mha x reader #black reader #🌸.kam gushing #bnha bakugou #mha bakugou #bakugou imagine #mha imagines

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incorrect-riordanverse · 7 months

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finally reading tsats here are my live thoughts (spoilers, obviously):

i’m so excited because some pages are darkly decorated and its so cool. still don’t vibe with the title though (the sun IS a star and its peeving me)

why are we talking about dating darth vader 😟 where are we rn (anakin is a yes, but DARTH VADER???)

maybe i’m too old but the jokes are not funny 😭

“this whole place feels like my soul. empty and dark. dark as the pit of the underworld.” <- i don’t care if he’s joking nico would never say thissss 🙏😭 we’re only 10 pages in but please stop butchering my fav character he’s not himselffff i am cringing so bad

i know i’m being dramatic but if they do nico dirty in this book i’m going to end it all

oh my god i don’t think i’ve thought about the words “significant annoyance” in so long. bringing back good memories for sure.

i can tell which parts were written by riordan and which parts were written by oshiro. i don’t think their voices are blending very well together…

also, maybe it’s because it’s the start of the book and they’re trying to familiarise new readers quickly with the characters but it feels like they’re making nico the caricature of ‘emo and shadow and ebony darkness dementia raven way 🥀⛓️🖤’ and will the caricature of ‘happy and sunshine and blonde and flower gleam and glow ☀️🌈🫧’ and i usually like this dynamic when it’s not blatantly pointed out every other page. i have faith they’ll show more complexity than this later on though. future yan will let me know by the end. (future yan here, im not at the end but the characterisation def does get more complex thank gods)

oh ok so it is bob the titan

since when was nico’s actual name niccolo??? how did i forget this detail??

“you have to listen if not you’ll share my fate.” “ominous much?” <- ok he’s finally himself again guys it’s all good

the one-sided beef nico has with percy will never not be funny

“cookie monster appeared over the mouth of the jar, reached inside and gobbled up nico like the chocolate-chip cookie he was.” <- nevermind i’ve gone back to hating this book again

“what was one straight boy when you spent your whole life longing for the impossible?” <- i’m reminded of that time a few years back where everyone made ‘having an unrequited crush on percy’ nico’s whole fanon personality, so i’m glad they addressed this somewhat. this boy has been through so much and people really thought crushing on percy was the biggest thing to focus on about ‘nico angst.’

“we made a mistake. you have to fix it.” <- call me a red flag but if i was nico i would do anything and everything to not go. i would medicate myself so highly on sleeping pills that i can’t dream (doctor bf can go kick rocks). i would track percy and annabeth down and haul their asses into tartarus instead to do it. and if i had to go i would only go in to kill bob myself for sending me those traumatic ass nightmares. no thx. bro willingly jumped in himself and now wants me to save him. nuh uh.

not cupid being will 😭 its like his aphrodite 😭 i am not well.

they always have a really good and emotionally moving scene and they ruin it with a dumb joke. let it be heavy 👏👏

something’s really fishy and i have a feeling that it might not be bob calling for him

if this whole “grumpy ball of darkness” thing continues i will actually lose it

you can’t tell me the percabeth pep talk was actually needed. i will forgive it because i miss them though

im sensing tension in the gap between nico’s connection to the underworld and his relationship with will and i’m here for ittttt. give me the dramaaa

who is the gorgyra girl and why is she in their business sm?

oh shit a will solace pov??? christmas came early 🙏

nevermind that whole nightmare sequence was so fucked up 😭😭

somebody HELP HIM i never thought we would get will angst (nico angst fs, but will???)

DONT JUMP IN THE STYX PLEASE

SOMEBODY TELL HIM HE’S HELPFUL OMG

nico strangling epiales in his sleep is so fucking cool he’s literally HIM he’s literally THAT GUY

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thewulf · 1 year

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Thick and Thin Part 2 || Jake "Hangman" Seresin

Request: Reader is a former police officer, but now is working at the hard deck. Her last undercover work went terribly wrong and she was hurt really bad (got captured and held in a damp and cold cellar.... See rest here

A/N: We’re pretending the aviators are at Top Gun for a few months not a few weeks! Didn’t follow the prompt completely… but it’s cute! Def more cute than angsty. Enjoy!

Pairing: Jake "Hangman" Seresin x Y/N

Word Count: 3,900+'

Part 1

“Are you alright?” Penny asked. Flicking your eyes up towards the sandy haired woman you gave her a faint nod.

You shot her the best smile you could muster, “I’m fine.”

“I think those glasses are clean enough Y/N. You’ve been at them for the last thirty minutes, yeah?” She took the rag from you sensing something was off. Something didn’t seem quite right with you this afternoon. Far quieter than your normally chipper and happy self.

“Sure. They were just really dirty is all. You should really have that washer checked out.” Nervously, you laughed knowing she sensed you were off. Because of course she did. Penny could read you like a damn book. Any damn book she wanted you to be.

“What’s wrong?” She asked as she watched you walk around the bar. She gently pushed you down into the barstool outside the bar.

Sighing, you knew there wasn’t a way you could get out of talking about this one, “It’s dumb Penny. Really dumb.”

She shook her head, “Can’t be dumb if it’s got you thinking so hard.”

Looking ahead you saw the group of aviators with their newest addition, Olivia, the blonde that you thought was leagues above you, “Jake’s got himself a new girlfriend.” You nodded in her direction trying not to look like you were shooting daggers right at her. You wanted to. This jealousy thing sucked.

Penny’s eyes followed your line of sight over to her regular group of aviators. Her eyes raised as she scanned over the new girl, taking her in, “How do you know she’s with Jake?” She asked hoping you wouldn’t really have an answer.

You shrugged, “Might’ve been his hand on her ass or them making out last night in the booth, something like that.” Looking away you turned your attention back to Penny.

She sighed seeing your deflated face. “Well, that’s a sign I suppose.” She nodded in agreement, “She’s just a fling honey.” Penny continued seeing the utter sadness seep through your expression.

“She’s gorgeous Penny, I don’t think…” You paused not really wanting to think about what this really meant. Did this mean he’d no longer come up and talk with you? Flirt with you? Even you had to admit that was some of the most fun you’d had working at the bar. The nights when Jake were there flew by, he made sure of it.

She shook her head not letting you respond either, “Look, I’ve known Hangman longer than you. She’s definitely just a fling. Doubt she’ll be around tomorrow.”

Penny was wrong though. She was around the next night and the night after that. When she showed up the following Friday night you were sure you were about to lose it. Your only saving grace being Bradley. He was out on a training mission for the week so when that tall brunette walked through the front door you about sang his praises right then and there. A smile crept up your cheeks as you made eye contact with the cocky son of a bitch you’d grown close to over the previous few months. God were you thrilled he’d taken a job at Top Gun.

“Bradley.” You smiled handing him a tall glass of his favorite draft, “Glad you’re home. First one’s on the house.”

“Better be.” He grinned taking it from you. He only threw his hands up in defense when he saw your bitter scowl, “I kid! Thank you, Y/N. It’s good to be back.”

You nodded, “That’s more like it.” It felt almost foreign to smile after the shitty week of hidden frown’s you’d been giving seeing your less than favorite couple walk through those doors. You hadn’t even tried to make eye contact with him. The second you saw him with her you’d turn the other direction.

Things got a little rocky the third time you saw her. She’d come up and ordered drinks for her and Jake in a not so nice manner. You replied back in a not so nice manner. She tried to get you in trouble with Penny bitching about her bartender having an attitude, but Penny shrugged it off before telling you all about it. That was the night you could feel Jake’s eyes on you, but you couldn’t look at him. Not after that. You hated making yourself look like a fool and you were sure she was painting you as a full on clown now. Why’d you have to let Bradley talk you into your feelings for this stupid boy?

“How’ve you been?” Bradley asked taking a seat in front of you. It was still early enough in the night that you weren’t too busy yet and could spare the time to chat.

You nodded wiping up the counter in front of him, “Okay. Weather’s been shitty. You picked a good week to leave.”

He leaned back taking you all the way in. He too could see right through you like Penny could. A quick glance around the bar confirmed his senses. Hangman was sitting over in the corner with a blonde girl on his lap without a care in the world. He was only gone a week and Hangman had managed this already. Bradley knew how sensitive you were about your injuries. How insure they had made you. How they made you feel like you were less than and didn’t deserve the love you really did deserve. To see Hangman sit there and almost confirm all those fears in the time he was gone pissed him off. Bradley was proud of how much progress he had made with the two idiots who didn’t seem to know what they wanted. He had managed to get you both to confess to him the true nature of either of your feelings. It perplexed him how he was now in a worse off situation than he had left the previous week.

“Who’s that?” Bradley asked leaning closer to the bar again knowing how much you probably didn’t want to be talking about it. But he knew you were trapped. Sure, you could run and serve other customers but eventually you’d have to come back and talk to him.

Rolling your eyes you snuck a quick glance at the overly touchy couple in the booth on the far side of the bar, “Olivia. A teacher or something like that.”

Bradley raised his eyebrows letting his glasses slide down his nose, “You know that’s just a distraction right?”

“Shut up Brad.” You wanted to slap him silly right then and there. You couldn’t let him talk you into getting your hopes up again. The first crash hurt enough already.

“It is! You’re not a man, so how would you know what he’s thinking?” He rattled off.

“And how would you?” You fired back, irritated with him already, “Playing the man card? Really Bradley?”

“Okay, ouch… fair.” He smirked, missing the less than friendly banter back and forth in just the week he’d been gone. He’d gotten so used to you being there that he didn’t realize how much he loved your presence until he took himself out of it.

You shrugged not knowing what to say. You’d love to believe Bradley, but you just couldn’t seem to. They’d stopped in the bar four times in seven days, it felt like he was trying to make a point to you. One that you fully understood and didn’t really want to be a part of. He was choosing her. Not you.

“Come on, he likes you!”

“He’s got a very interesting way of showing it doesn’t he?” You spat out with a little too much disgust in your voice. Even if he did like you, you were annoyed with the whole thing. What were you in? Middle school?

“It’s his way of deflecting! You should know, you’ve done it long enough.” Bradley smirked more to himself than to you. Surely you couldn’t give up on the non-existent relationship before it even started? Bradley was better than that at meddling with relationships and he knew it. Just last week he got Natasha and the girl at the bar to finally strike up a conversation. Big bad Phoenix became a chicken in front of a pretty girl.

“I’m not doing this with you right now. I’ve got people to serve anyway.” You grumbled turning away from him before he could argue. You loved the man with your whole heart, but boy was he difficult. He never backed down from an argument, certainly not when he knew he was right, which he was. Bradley decided he better knock some sense into Hangman. What he didn’t realize is that it would send the Olivia girl right up to the bar where you were.

You hadn’t realized Bradley got up. That was your own fault for not keeping tabs on the loose cannon. You only realized when you heard that familiar cough behind you. A nasally cough to grab your attention. Not even having the energy to fake a smile you mumbled out a somewhat coherent, “What can I get for you?”

“You know, he doesn’t like you. He likes me.” That irrationally squeaky voice that made you want to do questionable things spoke far too confidently for you not to consider what she was saying.

You really hadn’t the energy to deal with this right now, “What are you talking about?”

“Jake. He complains about you all the time. Your attachment issues. Getting sick all the time. You seem pathetic really.”

You wanted to frown. Betrayal coursed through you. How dare he mention that to her? It felt like you were just an object to talk about not a person underneath, “Okay. Are you ordering anything or?” Was all you could think of. You tried to remain as unbothered as you could. Although, you weren’t sure if your face was playing along or not.

“No.”

“Bye.” You rolled your eyes subtly before turning to the next guest. She took the hint retuning to Jake. You were sure she interrupted whatever conversation Bradley and Jake were having as Bradley looked flabbergasted when she climbed right back into his lap. You wanted to turn away but the sheer look of horror on Bradley’s face seemed to make it all worth it.

After serving a few patrons Bradley made his way back to where he was originally sitting, waiting patiently on you. Sliding him another draft you raised your eyebrows, waiting on whatever he had to say, “Exactly what I thought. A simple deflection. An easy one.”

“Just, drop it. Tell me about your training mission?” You really didn’t want to talk about it anymore. It’s all the two of you seemed to chat about anymore. It was exhausting you; you couldn’t imagine how Bradley felt.

The two of you chatted until it got too busy to ignore your bartending duties. You felt a pit in the bottom of your stomach when you saw the two blondes leaving together later on in the night. You felt his eyes on you continuously throughout the night. What had she said to him? If she was that brash coming up to you earlier on in the night then you could only imagine what nasty things she’s said about you to him.

It hurt more than you were mad at him for telling her about you. He had to have known you felt something for him and to do this felt like he was all but rejecting you. Once Bradley left you let yourself spiral in your head but maintain that fake ass smile as you served guests.

It didn’t get better once you got home. You continued to think about what that stupid little mousy faced girl said to you, ‘he doesn’t even like you.’ Could that really be true? Were you really that fucking annoying? Sure, the sickness was a burden, but you never tried to place it on him. Fuck. You couldn’t believe you’d let Bradley right back into your head and let him convince you that.

Sleep didn’t come easily. The stress of the simple conversation placing too much anxiety on your brain. Not sleeping well with the added stress was never a good mixture for you. When you woke the next morning you felt warm, too warm. You knew what it meant but you decided to try and nap it off. That was a mistake as you woke feeling exponentially worse.

Placing the thermometer under your tongue you frowned when you read 102.6 Degrees read across. Texting Penny that you were sick you took a quick shower before finding your way back into bed. It was amazing what the human brain could do. You let yourself get so wrapped up in those little comments that your body was straight up having a physical reaction as well. Rejecting your thoughts completely.

Frustrated you tried to sleep again. Turning your phone to silent just deciding to ignore it for the afternoon. Not like anybody would be reaching out other than Penny. She’d assume you were just sleeping anyway.

When your eyes opened again the night had taken over. Sighing you popped into the shower rinsing off all the salty sweat that was coating your body. This was the worst of it when your temperature was the highest and you felt freezing. The highest the shower could go only calmed your shivers down some more. Contemplating taking some Tylenol you decided against it, letting your body fight this one off.

Laying on the couch you found a show you liked. Letting yourself drift in and out of sleep to the quiet volume from the television. You would have likely slept there the rest of the night had there not been a knock on the front door. Deciding to ignore it you closed your eyes hoping whomever it was would go away.

But they had other plans. The persistent knocks only seemed to get louder. With a huff you shuffled your feet to the door making sure to keep the blanket wrapped around you. It was far too cold out in the open air to be walking around without one.

Taking a look through the peep hole in the door you frowned seeing Jake on the other side. What in the hell did he want?

“Y/N, open up. I can literally hear you. Right there.”

Damn, were you really breathing that loud? Not really having the option you unlocked the dead bolt opening the door seeing the handsome man before you. He was dressed down, not in any Navy Uniform. You had to admit he looked damn good no matter what he was in. Hot as a pilot and maybe even hotter as a civilian.

He studied you for a second as you simply tried to keep your eyes open. Not having a clue of the time, you shuffled away from the door letting him in. Making your way back to the couch you snuggled right back into the spot you were in earlier, “To what do I owe the pleasure?” You mumbled out.

He took a seat on the opposite side of the couch, “You didn’t text me back… all day.”

“Sorry,” You sighed realizing you really hadn’t looked at your phone since about lunch time and it looked late out now, “Just been sleeping.”

He looked down, almost ashamed, “Why didn’t you call?”

You shrugged, “Didn’t think too. I don’t know. I’ve got everything I need.”

“I told you to call me when you were sick Y/N. I could’ve helped.”

This time your frowned. What was he getting at? Didn’t he have Olivia to fuck or some planes to go fly?

“Thought you were busy. Didn’t want to bother you.” It was a lie. You were too scared to bother him. To place your burden on him especially after what the blondie said the day prior. It was easier to lie than to comfort your feelings so suddenly.

“How many times do I have to tell you, you aren’t a burden Y/N. You aren’t a bother at all. I want to help you! Rooster wants to help you! Do you know how worried sick we’ve been? Penny all but begged me not to come but I couldn’t sit around that bar any longer knowing you weren’t answering your phone. You could’ve been dead for all we knew!” You winced hearing him raise his voice slightly at you.

He noticed, “I’m sorry. So sorry.” He apologized quickly.

A wave of emotions hit you all at once as you finally listened to him. You’d have probably argued back if you didn’t feel like such shit. You hummed closing your eyes while resting your head on the pillow behind you. You felt slightly guilty straight up ignoring him, but your head was pounding, and the fever was apparently raging.

You almost jumped ten feet in the air when Jake’s icy hand contacted your forehead, “Christ, Y/N you’re on fire.”

“And you’re freezing!” You pulled the covers closer hoping it would stop the shivers that erupted from your body.

“Here,” He handed you the thermometer that was on the kitchen table, “Can you check please?”

Placing the thermometer under your tongue you watched him as he watched you. The air in the room felt a little awkward for the first time. It had all usually flown so naturally between the two of you. But you were holding back on him, not letting him know why you were really truly upset… Olivia.

He didn’t look away as your eyes connected with his. He’d missed you, of course. Olivia was exactly that, a distraction from you. Because Jake was just like you. He didn’t think you’d ever give him the time of day. With your background and skillset, you’d be an asset to any relationship. Bradley even tried to talk him into admitting his feelings for you.

He was almost successful. Right before Jake was going to coming to admit his feelings and ask you on a proper date he chickened out and sat on the beach instead. That’s where he met Olivia. And the rest was history.

Until last night. Olivia got in his ear about you. Tried to say bad things before he shut them down right then and there. He reluctantly left with her when she asked him to. It was early and she could sense the irritation coming off of him. Jake broke the weeklong fling off as they walked the beach. He couldn’t stand the thought of even being friends with someone who could be so cruel to you.

He was going to tell you the next night, but you never showed up. You always worked the Saturday evening shift. Almost every bartender did. He barely got an answer out of Penny before he bolted for the door heading straight for your apartment.

You were lost in thought when the thermometer beeped. 103.2 degrees. Whew, that was warm for an adult. You hadn’t recalled the last time your temperature had actually gotten that high. Oh well, you’d just have to deal with it.

“Have you taken any Tylenol?”

You shook your head mumbling out a soft, “No.”

He sighed, “What the hell Y/N? If you aren’t going to call you have to take care of yourself.”

This time your returned the sigh. Tired of the act. He couldn’t really care for you like that. Not even as a friend. Especially if that Olivia said was true, “Why do you care?” You let out a little more coherently. It wasn’t like you to pick fights, but you were confused, truly.

His eyes crinkled downward as he took in your question. Gently, he sat down beside you, “Why would you say that?”

A slight flush coated your cheeks, he seemed so damn genuine, “Olivia… she came up to me yesterday when Bradley came to you. She went on and on about how annoying you thought I was. How attached I was. How being sick was… the worst or something.” You looked down, not having the slightest bit of courage to look up at him.

“And you believed her?” His frown deepened as he considered your words.

You sighed feeling slightly embarrassed about the whole thing, “Yeah, I mean she’s convincing… I guess.”

“Hey,” He took your chin in your hand, “You know that’s not true right.”

You nodded, loving the feeling of your head in his hand, “Yeah.”

“That doesn’t sound very convincing, Y/N.”

“I’m sorry… she’s just better than me. Prettier than me. Smarter…”

“Stop,” He shook his hand giving your chin a gentle squeeze. Not willing to hear such negativity come from your mouth, “First off, I’m sorry. I’m so sorry for making you feel that way. You don’t get to see yourself from my view. How pretty you look when you smile at customers. How smart you sound when your just casually chatting with people. How easily you seem to connect with people. You’re so much more than what you see yourself as. Your not perfect, nobody is, but you’re damn near close to it.”

If you didn’t feel like you were going evaporate from the fever you were sure your cheeks would be inflamed. But your exhaustion and the heavy conversation seemed to dull your senses a bit, “You really think that?” It took a moment for you to process but once you did you were floored. Jake thought so highly of you?

“Of course, you’re incredible Y/N. You might not believe it, but I do. I see it every day. Olivia was nothing. A distraction from you. I was scared.”

“Of what?” Your eyes fluttered between opened and closed. Not seeming to be able to keep them in one state. You so desperately wanted to keep the conversation going. You were finally broaching the feelings subject. Of course, your fucking body would throw you out of whack when he tried to do so.

“You rejecting me.” He answered all too honestly.

You laughed a little, “I’d never reject you Jake. I’d never feel good enough for you if we’re being honest.”

He took your hand in his gently giving it a squeeze, “You’re more than enough Y/N. Everything I’d ever need.”

Blinking away the tears that Jake inevitably brought on you realized you must not have been successful as you felt his thumb brush away one that escaped, “Don’t cry sweetheart.”

You looked up seeing his overly concerned face. Oh, how soft Jake Seresin could be when he wanted to, “Happy tired tears.” You laughed softly feeling the day and conversation fully catch up with you.

“Come on,” He pinched your side forcing your eyes open, “Let’s get you to bed.”

You shook your head, “I’m good here. Comfy and too tired to move.”

“That’s what I’m here for darling.” Jake didn’t waste anytime laying it on thick. He was a romantic after all.

Without listening to your reservations, he scooped you up with ease. Gently, he laid you down in bed tucking you in under the covers.

“Jake?”

“Yeah?” He smiled looking down at you.

“Can you stay?”

“I thought you’d never ask.” He chucked diving into bed next to you. He pulled you close into him. He’d normally be warmed but you were rocking with your fever at a higher temperature.

“Night Jake.” You sighed enjoying jakes slightly cooler temperature.

“Goodnight. See you in the morning beautiful.”

Tag List: @senjoritanana @blackcatdhisgf @ohgodnotagainn @havlindzk @alana4610 @greasemonkeydarling

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oatmealmika · 10 months

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FEM! TRAFALGAR LAW HEADCANONS BECAUSE I LOVE WOMEN

a/n : sometimes i just wish law was actually written as a girl cuz DAMN

first off, CLOTHES SHE'D WEAR!!

i'm getting major streetwear/chola style vibes from fem! law

like i mean ripped up baggy jeans, croptops, hoodies, oversized t-shirts, sports bras, long clickity clackity nails (if she really wanted to but very occasionally), and of course (his? her?) their hat

she got her earrings done when she was too little to remember so it's just annoying to have to redo them every so often

i have no clue who'd do her tattoos since she most definitely wouldn't trust some sketchy guy to do them

maybe herself but i don't think that's it either

and whenever you ask her, she makes up a different story (like that one blond guy in "ratatouille" who has a criminal record)

"woke up with it" "they're stick n pokes" "this guy i knew who would only wear bucket hats" and of course "nunya"

she is half german and half mexican (may or may not be self projection with the mexican part)

i get HUGE ymir from aot vibes with fem! law

she appears rude, hardheaded, and pessimistic, but she really does care about others and does have some hope in her (wishing her crew likes her horrendous hawaiian shirts)

her music taste is rock, rap, indie dream pop (tv girl), and then sad spanish songs that slap way too hard (i'm thinking "no me queda mas" by selena, a bunch of vicente fernandez songs my mom loves to play at full volume, and "amor eterno" by rocio durcal)

def not straight i mean just look at fem! law fanart on tumblr bro like honey... and man, am i glad she isn't straight cuz GODDAMN

if you go out with her, you need to order for her pls she can't do it on her own

but she will take the bill, no excuses

i think the type of person she needs as a partner would have to be okay with silence, they have to be outgoing and fun but mature with intense situations, and yeah

plays the bass guitar and has been for years

also plays the drums but her main instrument is bass

really wants to be in a band but not really since she hates the idea of having to be nice all the time for the public

at a mall, she either hangs out at hot topic, barnes and nobles, or justice the whole time

got a bunch of piercings all over her but that's a secret lol nobody knows...

UNTIL I TELL YOU: bellybutton, industrial, conch, ear lobe, tragus, bridge, middle tongue, hip, nipple, and then a bunch of genital piercings i will not be discussing any further XD

her most used apps are photos, notes, tumblr, pinterest, depop, and....... ao3

OKAY OKAY as hard as it might be to believe this, this is NOT self projection it is TRUTH

she doesn't religiously read fics or anything, just occasional oneshots about her nerdy crap when she's bored or something

my girl out here reading her "sora, warrior of the sea" 10k+ fics 💀

if you take her home to meet the family, at first they'll be thrown off by her intimidating looks, but soon enough they'll realize what a little loser she is! the cutie patootie she is <3

LOVE LOVE LOVES cringy 70s/80s/90s movies (think "grease", "the princess bride", "pretty in pink", "10 things i hate about you", etc.)

she doesn't know why. she hates the dumb stereotypes and all that stuff, but she just can't help it! she's so real for it too

idk why but i feel like she'd LOVE spiderman???? like as an obsession?

she is pretty normal about the live action movies, it's just SPIDERVERSE THAT MAKES HER GO CRAZY

she also wants to be good at art but never has motivation to do it

she def has an upside down smile (that what it's called? i think of it more as a "oh that's cringy look and stare y'all" smile)

is she scrawny? muscular? i can't decide honestly. like yeah guy law has some brawn, but he is still a pretty lanky guy, so that's why i see fem! law as a lanky chick. but i love muscular women... goddamn she is just lanky. she obviously has some meat on her bones, but not much.

that being said, i don't think she's very curvaceous either (let's pretend oda didn't draw her the way he did). she is no doubt an a cup, and while her butt is fairly larger, she's still pretty flat.

she also only ever wears sports bras since she thinks regular bras are uncomfy and a hassle.

for a va to replace masc! law's, i would say for japanese romi park. for english, i'd say either trina nushimura or elizabeth maxwell.

for one piece live action, i would want like zendaya as fem! law 😭 aye anything for queen zendaya

only bepo knows this, but she wears socks and sandals on sundays no fail.

has a tattoo somewhere of bepo's name inside a heart with an arrow through it (think those tattoos that tough guys get, with instead of bepo, "mom" is what's written)

fem! law still wears ugly ass hawaiian shirts, don't get it mixed up ✊

that's all for now :)

likes and reblogs are appreciated <3

have a good day!!

#one piece #one piece fanfiction #one piece imagines #trafalgar law #trafalgar d water law #op law #fem trafalgar law #law x reader #trafalgar law x reader #one piece headcanons #trafalgar law headcanons #law headcanons #genderbend #she's so real #pathetic loser

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pocketramblr · 9 months

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For 5 ask game: an au where Izuku is a (still quirkless) child prodigy, thus is actually 12 upon receiving 0FA and entering UA

Smallish hiccup, he forgot to mention to All Might he skipped a few grades

1- Izuku has been testing up through school because he realized it's the only way to get a better deal out of there. He won't be moved to a different class away from his bullies, but if he skips a grade he can get a little distance, and more with a second, when he becomes more impressive to the school and classmates who aren't as familiar with his quirklessness. (They aren't nice to him by any means, but getting ignored is better than being exploded on the regular) It means he has to work very hard to study, prioritizing it above all else, and he's hoping to graduate middle school early and then spend a couple years just training for UA. Then, he meets All Might

2- look. They apparently didn't make All Might do any sort of certification or learning program before hiring him as a teacher. He's never taken a child development class! He has no idea how an 12 year old is different from a 14 year old. (PLENTY DIFFERENT BTW. Maybe not at appearance, kids grow differently, but def behavior.) So the fact that this kid skipped two grades is not obvious to him. And Izuku forgets to mention it! (Though his grades are slipping for focusing on training. Towards the end of the school year his teachers wonder if moving up two grades was too much for him, if he'll need to repeat the year. He doesn't, it's still fine.)

3- and then All Might talks about him taking the entrance exam this year, and Izuku just figures it's his plus ultra mindset! Or good strategy, he can test the quirk for a first time in a contained environment, and then have a year or two to just focus on training ofa before he can pass a test he's more familiar with. And uh. Then he gets in.

4- Izuku's muttering during the instructions is complained about by one student, but then a blond boy laughs and takes attention off him, before patting his leg and whispering that it's ok, he and his friend are nervous too. (Next to Mirio, Tamaki is practically curled up in fetal position about the two of them not being in the same arena.) Izuku somehow gets enough rescue points. Yay! He's in 1A, with Mirio and Yuyu, who about fall over when Izuku mentions his age. Which is better than All Might, who coughed up a lung when looking over the student files and seeing young Midoriya's age.

5- after the SF, Bakugou shows up at Izuku's house demanding to know what villain has taken that quirkless kid he slightly forgot about after he ran away to a different school's identity. And how dumb is that villain, to use the name and face of a kid who isn't old enough for ua. Izuku is like "I didn't move schools? I moved up a grade? Two actually? Did you just assume I did when I wasn't sitting behind you anymore and forget about me??" Bakugou would never admit to that so he just yells and then leaves, swearing he'll graduate middle school this year so he can get into UA early too and beat him. Izuku wishes him confused but genuine luck, then has his attention pulled away by Mirio calling to invite him to join he, Yuyu, and Tamaki for lunch as they bemoan their lackluster first SF performance and celebrate they can only go up from there. That makes it a bit awkward when Tamaki nervously invited Nejire, the SF winner along, who wasn't sure how to join the conversation until Mirio cracked a joke about Izuku's age, and then Nejire unleashed a torrent of questions and brightened up, cementing them as more of a group of friends who'd be sticking together a while.

#pocket talks to people #anon #ask game

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themaladaptivewriter12 · 2 months

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Mirai Yuhara and Scarabia

c/w: None!

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Kalim Al-Asim

Between the two of them, there is one brain cell

They both share it

half of it

When they see each other

it's nothing but squeals and dumb ideas

Jamil suffers ୧((#Φ益Φ#))୨

Please send help

They have the stupidest nicknames for each other

will make up a new one everyday

Kalim: "Starbaby!" Mirai: "Starbaby?" Kalim: "Cus your freckles and blonde hair!" Mirai: "Then you're 'Cookieface!'" Kalim: "Cookieface?" (⌒▽⌒)♡ Mirai: "Cus you remind me of a cookie! You're sweet, you're face is little and round, and your hair is the icing." Kalim: (♡°▽°♡) Mirai: (*˘︶˘*).｡.:*♡ Jamil: (눈_눈)

Stupid ideas

Like trying to use the carpet to sand board

or to go sand sledding

Ideas like sleepovers full of candy

which results to the two of the bouncing off the walls like little gremlins all night

No thoughts, head empty

Kalim Al-Asim - Dating Mirai Yuhara

I can't see Mimi with Kalim

maybe Female Mirai

but def not Mirai as he is

hes too twisted for our ball of light magic

but I like Kalim too much not to make one

But nothing changes between the two of them

you wouldn't even know they were dating

they don't even know

I feel Mirai would be aware of the crush, but wouldn't act

Kalim on the other hand isn't aware

he just thinks he's being really really nice to Mirai bc they are friends

But when they do figure it out

Nothing changes!

Maybe there is more hugging

and kissing is def added

but they still are just as ushy gushy

and they still share that brain cell

Jamil Viper

He does not like Mirai

they are nowhere near friends

especially after his overblot

like how did an idiot like Mirai foil his plans?!

Mirai reminds him Kalim in ways and he hates it

It's the stupidity, the air headed nature they both have

Mirai: "You think if I jumped from here, I'd survive? (¯ . ¯٥) Kalim: I don't know. Wanna try? I'll catch you with my magic carpet if it's too high." (≧◡≦) ♡ Mirai: Alright let's do it! Jamil: NO! ABSOLUTELY NOT! (╬`益´)

Jamil hates dealing with Mirai's antics

But he also can't help to be thankful when Mirai reads the room

When Jamil's stressed, Mirai helps out with Jamil's chores

Need to head to the store? Mirai's got him.

Need a nap? He'll distract Kailm for an hour or two

Impromptu party? Mirai will help setup.

Mirai's got Jamil's back

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Two in one day! Let's gooooooooo! ☆ ～('▽^人) I honestly love Kalim and Jamil. Their dynamic is one of the most complex in the game. On a side note, Kalim honestly reminds me of a cookie, and in this case an Oatmeal cream pie. He's just so cute and his face is round and his hair reminds me of the cream icing in the middle. And he's just so sweet and lovable, like a cookie lololol! And no, I don't think Kalim is a complete idiot, but he is a bit of an air head, and I feel Kalim paired with Mirai is just nightmare fuel for Jamil lololol

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Its the way he had his whole body turned toward Jimin in that OT7 live where Jimin looked like a beautiful blonde angel, in his devilish red sweater. The way he was so fixated on Jimin and didn't care that we saw. It was Jimin making that dumb joke and zooming his hand past Jk and Jk not moving a muscle, the closer Jimin got to his face, for me. He just kept staring directly in Jimin's face as he did it. And don't get me started on how after that happened, he kept staring at Jimin until his goofy smile slowly started to fall from his face and he swallowed and had to shake it off. That was def an 'oh shit, I'm dead ass in love with you, aren't I?' realization face if I've ever seen one. Breaks me everytime I see it. Bless him. He stared at Jimin for a full 16 seconds straight without blinking. He was under a spell for sure that day. Said he'd take 5 Jimin's, couldn't stop staring at him, never turned away from him, toward the other members. There is like 20 minute clip from that live of Jk just staring at Jimin & fixated on him floating around that is unedited. I mean WOW. He didn't give a fuck that day. How long was that live again and he spent 98% of the time staring at Jimin? He just soaked in his beautiful boyfriend the entire time. Good for him.

The most mind blowing part is he's been doing this consistently for years HELP😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

Lord let this be me

😭🤨🤨🤨

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princessfishy · 10 months

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More Spectacular Spiderman bullshit cuz I really liked that show Anyways idk these kids can go to college and burn it down cuz their all so fucking dumb

Peter's girlfriends? The ginger and the blonde? Oh yea thats these two, their def fags

//do not use my art

again, even if these versions are older, i dont draw nsfw of aged up characters cuz that's weird

#marvel #mcu #spiderman art #spider verse #across the spider verse #spectacular spiderman #atsv #green goblin #spiderman #venom #venom symbiote #eddie brock #peter b parker #awe look at the guys #just a bunch of dumbfucks with no braincels

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dickmedowndc · 10 months

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Hero Crush - Virgil Hawkins x Reader

Word Count: 1,515

Summary: When Richie starts asking about your younger years, he learns something interesting about your old teenage hero crush – it was Static. Unaware of your friends’ secret identities, Virgil has to try and remain collected after Richie calls him in ASAP, only to hear you defending your old puppy-love crush on the electric hero from an all too amused, and momentarily vexing, blond.

Notes: I just rewatch Static Shock a lot, okay, don’t @ me – Sparky needs some love. I can hardly find anything for him, so I shall make the content.

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“See, I need you to repeat that,” Richie chided, leaning forward with sudden rapt attention – one hand absent-mindedly playing with his earing.

You could only huff, shoving his face away from you before leaning back, your cheeks beginning to burn in embarrassment. “I don’t know your game here, Foley, but you can knock that self-satisfied look right off your dumb smug face.” You couldn’t be sure where his sudden interest had come from in your answer, but that look he was giving you said that you likely didn’t want to know either.

“No, I really need to hear you say it again: who was your childhood crush?”

The smile threatening to take over on his face was hard to ignore, but you pushed it aside, glaring at his mocking attempt of being serious. “It was Static!” You bark out, throwing your hands up in frustration. “You’re acting like I was the only teenager who had a major crush on him.”

Richie held his hands up in surrender. “True, you weren't – there was a line of girls and guys wanting to plant one on him.”

You can’t help the huff of laughter that slips past your lips, though you’re still trying to hold onto your irritated persona with the blond in front of you. “There still is,” you finally chime, leaning back.

Richie seems like he’s about to agree, or make some sort of smart remark, before a devious grin finds its way onto his face. “Actually -”

That’s all the warning you get before he leans back with his hands cupped around his mouth and shouts. “VIRG!”

And just when you thought you could avoid another noise complaint from the neighbors.

“Man, Richie, why’d you have to yell so loud? I bet they heard you all the way on the Watchtower,” Virgil gripes, finger in his ear as he shakes his head in a show of over dramatics. Still, he makes his way forwards before finding a seat next to you on the couch.

“I was just playing twenty questions with our resident dork here,” he chimes, gesturing towards you.

“He was interrogating me,” you interrupt.

“I was curious!” He pushes his glasses back up the bridge of his nose when they’re knocked loose from his jolt backwards. “But I really think you need to hear this one, Virgil.”

You can only roll your eyes, leaning as far back into the couch as you can – praying to any deity listening that it opens and swallows you whole before you can embarrass yourself. Richie will get you to admit it, one way or the other, and it’s always easier to go along with what he wants when he seems this determined than it is to find out whatever information he has hidden away on you and ready to hold, affectionately, over your head as leverage. “Richie asked who my teenage crush was,” you say, turning towards Virgil but refusing to make eye contact, “and I said it was Static.”

You do finally look to the man beside you when you hear him choke on his own drink. “I’m sorry – did you say Static?”

“Why are you guys acting like that’s so surprising!”

Richie seems to shoot a knowing look at Virgil, one you can’t quite decipher, and it only fuels your fire. Though you can at least acknowledge it seems to have ticked off something in Virgil who is staring Richie down like he can set him ablaze with his mind.

Richie pays no mind to Virgil’s apparent telepathic attempts at threatening him, turning his attention back to you instead. “I mean, why Static though?”

You scoff, insulted he would say such a thing and ready to defend your choice. “Well for starters, because I have good taste, so jot that down Foley.”

You pause and glance at Virgil when you hear him honest to god snort before he hides his face behind his hand.

“And secondly, have you seen him in action? I mean come on! Listen, he’s gotta be roughly our age. And he was cute when we were younger, and he’s still hot now.”

Virgil interrupts you this time, leaning in. “Wait, are you saying you still have a thing for him?”

You flush at that before straightening up and staring him down. “What of it?”

Virgil says nothing, but you can see the flustered look he hides a moment later when he takes a long sip of his drink.

Then it’s back to the blond who started this all. Richie is laughing, looking back at an awkward Virgil – for a reason you can’t place – and seeming all too amused with the situation at hand. “Was there like, a moment that solidified it or was it a gradual thing?”

You actually have to pause and think at that, eyes fixed on the floor and face scrunched up in consideration. Almost three minutes pass before you can finally give your honest answer. “It was gradual for a bit, I think, but then there was one fight in particular that just,” you click your tongue and absently wave your hand, “ya know, sold it.”

“Oh, please enlighten us.”

“You know, you really seem to be enjoying this.” you huff, arms crossed as you stare down the man seated in front of you.

“Consider it my payment since I was outvoted on our movie tonight.” Again, he shoots a look at Virgil, who at least has the decency to give him an apologetic shrug.

Sure, the electric hero hadn’t wanted to see the movie you had put up on the table, but when your eyes had lit up talking about it Virgil was sold – breaking the tie between you and Richie in your favor. He had popcorn thrown at him all night in retaliation while you weren’t looking, but it had been worth it.

Your resigned sigh brings everyone back to the present as you close your eyes, face scrunched up again and nose held between your fingers like you’re willing away a headache. Suddenly you shift forward, elbows to your knees as you recount it. “Fine - so it was one of the times when he was fighting Hotstreak – I don’t remember how long ago. But for some reason he had his sleeves rolled up and his glasses down. And firstly, that was already, like.” You falter, trying to find the words before just making the ‘perfect’ sign with your hand. “But then! This huge wall of fire went at him and Static made this barrier with his powers. This huge glowing field of electricity that surrounded him.” You taper off, embarrassed at how animated you had gotten recounting it. “That was it, I’d say.”

Richie seems all too pleased with this information, and he’s staring you down in a way that tells you he’s biting his tongue so something doesn’t slip out. It’s vexing, really. Virgil, you notice on the other hand, seems completely embarrassed by your admission – and for your life you can’t understand why that is.

“You know what I think,” Richie starts.

“I’d rather not.”

Your plea goes ignored.

“I think that when you see Static you should just plant a kiss right on his cheek.”

You stare at Richie incredulously, “I’m not doing that.”

“You should.”

You don’t try to argue with him, only looking to Virgil for any sort of desperate help before you throttle the blond and take your trio to a duo.

Hawkins is as much help as a wet piece of end bread – which is to say, absolutely none. But he is doing a better job at molding himself into the couch than you were earlier, and you’ll give him credit for that, even if his actions have you puzzled.

It’s all the more reason he’s endearing, you muse quietly to yourself.

You catch Richie’s knowing smirk from the corner of your eye and turn to him with a look that has him reeling back. As though he understands the threat at hand should he say anything to allude to your painfully obvious crush on Virgil. But he never would, and you know that. You’ve been friends with the pair long enough that you think you’d trust them over the local heroes to have your back.

Finally, the topic changes and you can breathe a sigh of relief, shoulders slumping and tension leaving your body.

And days later, when Static has his next fight – well, maybe you notice a little faster when faced with an older version of Static pulling the same stunt that had your teenage heart swooning those few years before. The icing on top is when someone from the crowd asks him to say one of his old lines and he decides to humor them, just for a moment. “The name’s Static, I’ll put a shock to your system.” punctuated with a wink as he finally pushes his shades from his face.

If it has any effect on you that’s your own business, and you’ll take that knowledge to the grave, no matter how much Virgil and Richie bring it up with an all-too-knowing glint.

#nicole writes #dc x reader #virgil hawkins x reader #static x reader

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scottishaccentsareawesome · 1 year

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I had an add on to my Mav knew Carole first thoughts. Imagine, if you will, that any time any of the flyboys heard Mav and Goose talking about her, the phrasing just made it seem like she was married to Mav, not Goose. Of course, this frustrates Ice bc he's in love with this reckless, short-ass of an apparently married pilot but also all the others are kinda confused bc they've definitely heard Goose talk about a wife and son? But the only woman they ever hear Mav/Goose talk about is Carole. So, Carole finally comes for a visit and just fucking LAUNCHES herself at Mav for this giant hug before, to the surprise of the flyboys, tackling Goose and smothering him in kisses while Mav picks up Bradley. Just, utter confusion and misunderstanding galore on everyone's part, except Carole herself. (Oh, and Mav has def been flirting with Ice this whole time and been so annoyed at how oblivious this dumb blond is)

...Dude, you have to write this fanfic.

Misunderstandings Galore, Idiots in Love, Jealousy...IT'S PRACTICALLY SHAKESPEARE!!!!!

#top gun #icemav #maverick & carole #goose x carole #I would read and Bookmark and Kudos the HELL outta this!!!!

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wannab-urs · 9 months

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The Spreadsheet Digest - Vol 12

Hi friends!!

I read a certain dark romance book this week and then also spent some time trying to catch up on all my lovely mutuals' fics (and there were many), so the rec list is only like 9 fics this week. I guess that's still a lot? It's no 27 fics though.

If you tagged me in a fic this week, I'm planning to get to those soon I promise. The actual spreadsheet with all my recs can be found here and the masterlist for my fic recs can be found here.

Anyway recs below the Pedge

Adversity a Frankie/Ezra series by @the-ginger-hedge-witch

This combo... okay I'll just start with how unreasonably HOT this is. Like you got Ezra: protective, talkative, wild, a little feral, definitely likes to use his mouth, lean and impeccably dressed with that dumb little blond patch. Then you have Frankie: Established Canon Pussy Eating King, def talks you through it, broad shoulders and a cute belly, patchy beard you'd just die to have between your legs, broody boy. So obviously, I'm already about to pass out. And then!! Their relationship with each other makes me feel so many things. The way Ez pulls Frankie out of his fucked up head and the way Frankie settles Ezra UGH. And then!!! and then!!!!!!! The way they take care of reader and the way they all love each other and balance each other out!! The hints of the other TF boys in there is v fun also. I know this series is old, but I am dying for it to be added to. Every glimpse into this wonderful lil throuple was wonderful. <3333

i've got headaches and bad luck but they couldn't touch you - a Joel one shot by @tremendum

Brat tamer!Joel is sooooo fucking hot. This is filthy and I love it!

warmth - a Joel one shot by @grippingbeskar

ooooh i love how at first this is just a sweet lil fluffy thing and then you put *you can stop reading here if you aren't a whore. however, i am, so i will continue* LMAO. I'm obviously a whore so I obviously kept reading. This one is for my thigh riding girlies <333

the worthwhile fight - a Marcus P one shot by @swiftispunk

So glad you decided to write some sweet angel baby Marcus P!! And I love the lil twist with reader being the protective one, because.... I actually cannot see Marcus punching anyone. Like I'm sure he would if he had to, but in my head he's such a soft boy I can't. The smut, as usual, was just absolutely immaculate. Looking forward to more marcus from you maybe...???? (please)

Sparks fly - a Joel one shot by @ezrasbirdie

Ok listen... This is the second anal fic I've read in as many weeks that made me have emotions other than filth... How do y'all keep doing this to me. The story is adorable, I love it!! And then they eat each other's asses and it's hot and it's a good time. Honestly I'd still give this a shot if you're not into the idea of eating Joel Miller's ass bc there's a bunch of super cute interactions and some smut before that happens... If you're a freak tho... this is the one

Just a little taste - a Din one shot by @jksprincess10

I fucking love inexperienced!Din and I love when he tastes pussy for the first time and just goes absolutely nuts. This was so hot ugh.

Fire a Din one shot by @jksprincess10

Din Djarin Fluff Supremacy

Hungry Hearts - a Joel series by @atinylittlepain

Young Joel... in booty shorts... playing baseball??? Being a gratuitous flirt and a total asshole in the most frustratingly charming of ways?? Ok and then... he's also a MECHANIC... Slutty Joel is everything. Oh but let's not stop there! We also get girl dad Joel being the most stereotypical softball parent ever. Sarah and Ellie being so very Sarah and Ellie about the whole thing. Also like if you needed more incentive for some reason Joel gets hit in the balls while being a douchebag. I feel like I'm not selling this as well as I should be, but I don't want to give too much away. It's delightful. Read it!!

Peace - a Joel one shot by @swiftispunk

As a former John Green novel SIMP, I love the living eulogy thing. It has a special place in my heart and I refuse to apologize for that. This fic had me tearing up bc like... Joel Miller deserves to hear how good he is and how much he means to people and he doesn't really ever get that in canon. Not really. I am going to have a literal breakdown bye

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The Appreciation of Fine Liquor - an Ezra one shot by @write-and-buried

poor baby - a Joel series by @walkintotheriveranddisappear

Just a little game - Javi P one shot @walkintotheriveranddisappear

quickie (boyfriend's dad!joel x reader) - a Joel one shot by @joelscruff

𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒎𝒆, 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒎𝒆, 𝒕𝒐𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒎𝒆, 𝒉𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒚 - a Dieter one shot by @psychedelic-ink

warm up - a Dieter one shot by @ezrasbirdie

Dieter Bravo x Library AU - a Dieter one shot @fuckyeahdindjarin

Bouquet, Bloom, Blossom - a Dieter series by @mypoisonedvine

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