#I buy the chocolate because it will make my wife happy and that is what the Shell of A Person is supposed to do

[alittlebitofrainbyyourside]

Fopps was like 'why have you removed yourself from 90% of your social spaces' and I do not know how to explain that like... it's not that anyone has upset me or that like- Okay, there is an element of like 'the way I care about people is wrong and I am a terrible human being for leading everyone on' but that's like- complicated and more fleeting. 90% of it is absolutely just 'if you give me a captive audience, I will trauma dump rn.' tumblr is mostly safe rn because I frequently forget that I have the ability to make posts and not just reblog things.

#the first thing is just complicated and is about like- the way my dissociation works #at the end of the day- there is a dissociative ... piece? part? Emotional Part? whatever we want to call it. Phase of Self #That does indeed not care about anything. It does not care about you. It does not care about my wife. It does not care. #it is survival mode at it's finest. #but whenever I come out of that dissociative state it feels really gross and bad and like I've been a terrible person #even if like- its only been idk a few hours. #and like this state does not *do* anything. it's not like 'oh I yell at people and I was MEAN' it just feels... empty and blank. #I buy my wife this chocolate when I see it because it's not at our local store anymore. and when I do it when I'm not /that/ dissociated #this feels like an act of love. I feel Love and Warm and Good. I am going to make my wife happy #when I am that kind of dissociated #I still do it I still buy the chocolate but it feels cold and calculated. #I buy the chocolate because it will make my wife happy and that is what the Shell of A Person is supposed to do #but then yeah. You come out and you feel gross like you're just manipulating everyone. Like you're doing all the right things but there's n #there's no light behind the eyes. #and I recognize now that the dissociative state is protective. I recognize that I needed it because I have been through the Horrors #and that if I had to deal with having feelings about things all the time- I wouldn't have made it #and that when I flick back into it- it's probably like... because I've been triggered or some shit and am having too many feelings so #actually we're gonna have none. because that's how you survive #but yeah it creates this really frustrating pattern in my life where like- it's not even *that* state that withdraws from people #it's the one after. Where I have all the feelings about everything and I'm scared I've tricked people! #I've made people think I'm nice and caring and kind when AHAH actually I'm a robot who has only been programmed for kindness #this probably counts as trauma dumping. I'm doing the exact thing I do not want to do rn. #*squints* bah bahbah bah bah bahbahbah

[mssainz]

PART 1 | AFTER FIVE YEARS

Pairing: Carlos Sainz x Reader

Summary: Carlos Sainz finally met his son he had with her ex-wife, Y/N.

Warning: None

“Wow, Mama this place is beautiful!” 

“I’m glad you liked it here, my love,” 

“Mama, can I explore around?,”

“Sure, I’ll come with you,”

You and Cael arrived in Madrid yesterday. Coming back to the place you wanted to forget is nerve wracking for you. This place brings back plenty of memories of you and Carlos together, about five years ago. But seeing how enthusiastic your four-year-old child is, makes you forget why you came back here in the first place.

Seeing how he enjoys the place calms your heart. Bringing him into beautiful places in Madrid makes you happy but exhausted at the same time. You are alone and you have to look after Cael who possesses the energy of a car battery and wants to just run and explore everywhere.

“Mama, can I have an ice cream?”

“Sure, what flavor do you want?”

“I want the chocolate one, Mama”

“Okay, stay here for a moment,”

You went to the ice cream stand nearby to buy Cael an ice cream. You left him at the small bench for him to rest for a moment from running and playing around.

The lane at the ice cream stall was not that long. You are looking at Cael from time to time while waiting for your turn. Gladly, after a few minutes, you finally got Cael’s ice cream, but the one who was supposed to eat it was gone.

“Cael?”

“CAEL!”

You started to panic and find yourself roaming around the plaza to find your son. You searched for him in every corner of the place but he is nowhere to be found.

He can't be that far. Cael where are you?

While you were waiting for your turn, Cael found a ball and followed it. He didn’t notice that while trying to catch the ball, he went far away from you.

Before he knows it, he didn’t know where he was. He tried to calmly find his way back to the bench where you initially left him. He started to walk as far as his tiny legs have taken. His eyes scanned all the people he runs into the plaza.

After few minutes, he started to get worried as no matter steps he take, he can’t seem to find you. He is nearly sobbing as the fact that he lost you is kicking in. Your son is courageous and smart enough to walked towards the first guy he saw for help.

Cael reached for the hem of his shirt. The man is wearing sunglasses, a white button-up shirt, an ivory short, and a white shoes. He removed his sunglasses and bent down to face Cael.

“Hey, buddy,” Carlos greeted Cael with a smile.

“Papa?” Cael confusely said and suddenly hugged him. Carlos was also confused why he called him Papa. But the hug was so warm and felt good, so he hugged Cael back.

“I must have looked like your Papa, am I? Where are your parents?” Carlos asked Cael.

“Sorry, you really looked like Papa. I'm with my Mama but I got lost. I am trying to find her.” Cael said, in verge of crying.

“It's okay buddy, don’t cry. I’ll help you find your Mama,” Carlos caressed Cael’s cheeks.

“May I ask what’s your name and how old are you, buddy?” 

“I’m Sebastian Cael and I’m four years old. Almost five,” Cael said trying to show his four fingers to the man in front of him. Carlos smiled looking at the tiny human being trying to fold his finger.

“Hmm Sebastian Cael, What do you want me to call you?,”

“My friends call me Bash, but my Mama calls me Cael. I prefer if you’ll call me Cael,” Cael said with his naturally puppy brown eyes, melting Carlos.

“I’ll just call you Cael, then. So, can you remember when and where did you last see your Mama?” Carlos patiently wait for his response.

“She told me to rest at the bench as she buys me ice cream. But I got distracted by a ball and followed it,” Cael explained to Carlos how he got lost. Carlos can notice how Cael is trying so hard to hold his tears.

“Cael, buddy. I think you really went too far following the ball because the ice cream stall is at the opposite side of where we are right now. But don’t worry bud we’ll find your Mama, okay?,” Carlos gives Cael a reassuring smile. It is what the boy needs. Cael is in a foreign land and he cannot find his mom. Being snarky is the last thing Carlos wants to be.

Carlos held Cael's hands and walked to the ice cream stall. He tries to rub Cael’s tiny hand from time to time to assure and calm him.

Halfway back to the ice cream stall, Cael found Y/N, who was also looking for him.

“MAMA!” Cael yelled, for you to see him. He immediately let go of Carlos' hands and ran to you. You bent down when you saw Cael and opened your arms for him. 

“God, Cael where have you been, my love? I was worried about you. Are you okay?” You hugged Cael tightly.

“I am okay, Mama. Sorry, I got distracted by a ball and followed it,” Cael said feeling sorry for worrying you.

“It’s okay, love. I’m relieved that you're fine. Mama’s here now,” You replied and kissed Cael’s cheeks.

“A gentleman who looks like Papa helped me find you Mama. He is so kind,” Cael said.

“Hmm?” It took few seconds for you to come back to your senses.

Right, how did Cael find his way back?

“There he is Mama,” Cael said and pointed to Carlos who has been staring at you two for a while now.

Cold sweats gush out of your body. The man you loved, the father of your child, the man you have been avoiding to see for the past five years is standing in flesh in front of you looking devilishly handsome. You can tell how confused he is right now and how you just want to run away with Cael any minute now.

Cael he does not look like your Papa. He is your Papa.

next part

#carlos sainz #carlos sainz x y/n #carlos sainz x reader #carlos sainz x you #f1 x reader #f1 x you #formula 1 x reader #formula one x you #afterfiveyears #cs55 #carlos sainz junior #carlos sainz jr

[lolitaa-17]

The Worst

Toji x Reader | warnings: creampie, breeding, ermmm idk figure it out.

You wipe off all the snow that was on your coat before entering the cabin. It was Christmas eve and months ago you all (Gojo, Geto, Megumi, Nobara, Yuji, and Toji) decided to spend time together at Gojo's cabin.

"Hi." You smiled at everyone as you open the door, revealing Geto and Gojo attempting to make gingerbread houses. Nobara, Yuji and Megumi making hot chocolate. And finally Toji with of course...another women.

You roll your eyes and take off your coat. Gojo and Geto too focused on the gingerbread houses to even notice you, until Yuji yelled out "She's here!!" which caught the attention of everyone. Yuji pulled you into a big hug. Following Nobara and Megumi, and of course Suguru and Satoru. Toji sitting there watching you with his women wrapped around his arms.

You throw him a little awkward wave before walking into the kitchen with the kids. "He just met her yesterday, and he'll probably leave her tomorrow." Megumi whispered quietly as you got closer. You couldn't help but laugh at his comment.

"What took you so long to get here anyway?" Satoru says wrapping his arms around your shoulders. You could feel Toji burning your back with his gaze. "Work, they've been nonstop recently." You sigh taking the hot chocolate that Nobara passed to you. "I say you quit and become Satoru's trophy wife." she says making a heart sign with her hand at you and Satoru.

"Gross, not Sensei." Megumi says softly slapping Nobara's hand. "Let's not bring dating up actually, because someone looks a little..." Suguru says whispering to you and Satoru. You slightly turn to see Toji scrolling on his phone ignoring the women he brought. "Hey um Juliet..right?" Yuji asked.

She looked so happy that we even looked at her, You felt bad for her. She was young and Toji was manipulative. It was the worst combo. She had her life ahead of her. "Yeah!" she tries to get up but Toji grabs her arm "Sit." and so she does.

"Toji, let her go. She looks bored." You say walking towards them. He looks up at your face. He missed it, those doe eyes, those plump lips, they way your hair touched your face. He gets up not taking his eyes off yours "Go ahead then." He pushed passed you making his way out the front door.

"Thank you! I'm Juliet by the way...I haven't gotten your name yet..." She waited and looked at you for to respond. "Y/n.." you smiled and her eyebrows crashed. "Oh so you're the one Toji always talks about." you sighed.

"Let's go join the others...yeah?" You say changing the topic. She followed you with a small smile plastered on her face. She looked happy just to be here.

Time passed and Toji was still outside. You sigh a little worried. "I'm gonna go check on Toji." before you got up from the couch Juliet stops you. "I'll go with you."

"Juliet wait can you be my parnter for the game that we're playing?" Megumi says trying to stop her from going with you. He looked at her with those same manipulative pleading eyes his dad had. So how could she say no.

You walk towards Toji's Tacoma. It was black...the windows were very tinted but you knew he was in there. You knocked on the window and immediately the window opened. "What the hell do ya want now?" it smelled like cigarettes. "I was just checking in on you." you softly said still intimidated by just his presence. "Well here I am? So bye." You rolled your eyes and turned around walking away from his car.

"Actually y/n.." Your stop and turn around. "Go tell the others that we're gonna go buy booze, Satoru and Suguru have been begging me."

So here you are, sitting in his car while the music is blasting, of course Toji lets you put on your music. He secretly has the same playlist you do and plays it in the car only when your not around.

He stops at a rest area and shifts his gaze towards you before tunring the music down, "I miss you." You nod "No Toji you can't keep doing this." You look out the window trying to stop yourself from tearing up. "Doing exactly what?" He raises his voice.

"You fucking tell me you miss me and you treat me the same every time!" You look at him as the tears finally fell. His gaze soften. He sighs "I've fucking changed baby, I try to find you in everyone I meet." He wipes your tears and traces his thumb over your lips.

"Bringing another women to spite tonight was one way to fuck up already." You grab his hand not letting go. "So it worked?" He smirked. You rolled your eyes pushing his hand "I still fucking love you!"

"Come here." he pats his lap. "No." you say wiping your tears. "Take your coat off and c'mere." He was captivating, his dominance was something you definitely missed.

He grabs your waist gripping it tightly. "You have no idea how long i've been waiting to see you today." You just looked at Toji, not saying one word, until he started kissing your neck. "Is this what you want out of me?" He pulled away giving you the most offended look.

"Is that what you fucking think?" He lets go of your waist. "Toji I didn't mean it like that, it's just every time-"

"Get off me." He demanded.

He drove back to the cabin after grabbing the booze for Satoru and Suguru. The car ride was silent the whole time. Til you finally arrived, "Give this to them and get Juliet for me." You snatched the drink from him and slammed the car door.

Megumi and Yuji shared a room, while Nobara had her own. "Y/n we didn't know that you and Toji were gonna, well break up so you're gonna have to share." Gojo says a bit awkwardly.

"Hmm just sleep with Satoru, His bed is massive." Geto says before taking one big sip of the whiskey. "No. I'll just sleep in the living room, the couches are somewhat comfy."

All the lights were off, the only light was coming from the massive Christmas tree. You felt guilty for saying what you said to Toji, but it was partially true. You were anxious, how late it was getting and he hadn't arrived yet.

Just as if he heard your thoughts, you could see the headlights pulling up to the front of the Cabin. You quickly close your eyes as soon as you heard the front door opening. You could hear the rustling of him taking his coat and shoes off. Until it stopped, now all you heard were his steps getting closer and closer.

"Come on lets go to the room." He whispers as he slowly pats your shoulder. "Toj-" he huffed, "Y/n it wasn't a fucking question, cmon." You got up and followed behind him. The doors opened revealing the cozy room with presents all over the bed. "Toji...did you do all this?" you asked looking up at him as he loomed behind you now.

"Mhm" he takes off his shirt leaving him only in his grey sweatpants. You could sense that he was still mad. He pushed a couple presents and laid down on the bed. "My love, look I'm sorry at the unnecessary comment earlier. I was just mad..." You grab his face and make him look at you. "Open the gifts goddamnit."

You kiss him before sitting next to him on the bed. You wore the shortest booty shorts you could find paired with a grey tanks top. You notice Toji glaring at you, "You're really bugging me." He puts one of the decorative pillows on top of his lap.

You rolled your eyes and started opening the gifts, a bunch of different expensive perfumes, Lingerie and expensive jewelry. You move the pillow and stratal him. "I love all of this, but Toji I just really want you, I want to start over."

You could feel his rock hard dick under you. Just the feeling of him already had you soaking. "Then lets start over." He leans in and pecks your lips. You tired pulling away but his started kissing you more aggressively. The small grunts coming out of his mouth as he feels you slowly grinding on his clothed dick.

"Fuck" you pull away from the messy make out session and started removing your shirt. How Toji sat there admiring your breast. Taking one and massaging it as he sucks the other one. You lean you head back and soft moan. "Lay down." You hear Toji whisper. so you listen.

He slides off your panties, he slides down to meet your wet cunt thats been waiting to see him. "Sit on me." he looks up at you. "Toji, No I don't want to hur-" He scoffs "Look at you and look at me...sit on me."

"Fuck." You moan as his tongue constantly makes contact with the little pearl with his tongue. You grab a handful of his hair as you hear the loud slurping noise. You look down and you see how small you are compared to Toji. It turned you on, you loved how big Toji was. It made you feel comfortable and safe yet so scared.

"T-Toji f..fuck me already." You gasp and he fastened his tempo with his tongue. You couldn't help but squirm closing your legs tighter and tighter but you were scared you were gonna suffocate Toji.

"Fuck Toji m'done, i wan you inside me." So he stops and tosses you on your stomach. "I fucking miss this ass." He smacks your ass causing you to moan. He spreads open your wet pussy lips before sliding his sweats down revealing his lengthy fat veiny dick. You were looking back as he was getting ready to fuck you.

"m'gonna fuck you so hard." He whispers before thrusting hard into you. "Fucmm" You dig your head into the pillow as he thrusted in with no warning, its been a while, getting used to his dick. "I fucking needed you.." Toji threw his head back as he kept thrusting into you. He looked at you, how quiet and muffled your moans were. He slid a pillow under your stomach and grabbed your by the neck causing you to look up.

"T-Toji stahh.." you bit your lip as the pleasure kept going constantly. With every grunt you heard coming out of Toji, the faster he went. Slapping your ass occasionally. "f..fuck how about I fucking making your pregnant." He says as he feels himself getting ready to cum.

"Pleasmm Toji." You bite your lips. "I wan..it" you gasp. "M'yeah? You wan hold m'fucking kids?" His thrust getting harder and deeper, his tip constantly hitting the gushy spot in your pussy . "Mmhmm, yes i wan it." You moan.

"Fuck." he says letting his load spill inside your pussy. Finally puling out and dropping right next to you. "Fuck Toji." You try to catch your breath. "I've missed it, you, your scent. I missed all of it. I love you so fucking much. I don't ever want to let you go." You lazily smile at him "Cute...clean me up."

He laughs and gets up to grab a rag to clean you.

-

"The Christmas miracle was Toji and Y/n getting back together." Satoru says noticing how touchy Toji had been with you all morning. Nobara rolls her eyes, "Make her a trophy wife, or someone else will." Suguru butts in "I don't think that's gonna be a problem considering they plan on having a-" Toji smacks him on the head. "Shut up."

You embarrassingly walk away from them walking to the Kitchen where Megumi had been making himself a tea. "I'm glad you gave him another chance, the amount of times he would nonstop talk about you was getting annoying, no offense." You laughed, "What are you fucking saying little boy?" Megumi grabbed his mug, "Nothing, I made you a coffee already y/n its on the counter." You grabbed the coffee as Toji wrapped his big arms around your waist.

"He says that about me but he low key misses you too." He chuckles leaning in kissing you passionately. "Mm yeah? Well like father like son." you smile as he gives you that look that you loved, his sly smirk.

#fushiguro toji #jjk smut #jjk toji #jujutsu toji #toji x reader #toji x you #toji smut #fushiguro #smut #drabble

[deanwritings]

The Guest House - Chapter 3

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Series Summary: Dean Winchester is going through a nasty divorce. He doesn't have much left to his name, but what he does have is his house. Leave it to his soon-to-be ex wife to find a way to even ruin that for him. Enter Y/N, who is looking to get away from life for a bit, and stumbles right into the middle of it all.

The Guest House Master List

Word Count: 3,066

A/N: Shoutout to my hubby for helping my break through my writer's block on this chapter 🥰

“Who was that?” Benny asks despite likely knowing the answer. When you’re born and raised somewhere, it’s pretty easy to spot someone out of place. And for Dean to approach an apparent stranger pointed to one person.

“That’s the woman staying in my guest house for the next month.” Dean confirms as he retakes his seat, starting to pick up a fry but throwing back onto his plate as he thinks about your smug smile as you ate your fries in his face. 

Benny looks over Dean to where you’re seated at the counter, now enjoying a sandwich as your legs swing underneath you, too short for the stool you’re sitting on. Benny had watched the whole interaction, and when you had turned to Dean a few times, Benny got a good look at your profile.

“She’s cute” Benny notes as he takes a bite of his own meal, washing it down with a gulp of coffee and a grin. 

“Don’t even start, Ben.” Dean shoots him a pointed look. Dean had eyes, it wasn’t like he hadn’t noticed that himself, but he was too annoyed to care. “If you think she’s so cute, why don’t you have a go at her?” Dean jabs as he picks up his burger and takes a wide bite, sauce splashing on his cheek. 

Benny just chuckles and shakes his head.

“I got enough women in my life.” Between his ex and his daughter, his hands were full. “And I’m not looking to get washed up in your mess.” Dean rolls his eyes.

“Fucking Lisa,” he grumbles before taking another bite. Couldn’t even enjoy his lunch break. It’s like Lisa knew exactly what to do to get under his skin. Which isn’t a surprise.

Back when they were happy, Dean and Lisa knew everything about each other; what they each liked, what they loved, what drove them crazy. It’s why Dean would bring home white chocolate and flowers after Lisa had a rough day at work, or why Lisa would bake a variety of pies in the early days after Dean’s father, John, had passed away, knowing Dean didn’t want to talk about it but it was a way to offer him comfort without being too touchy feely, because Dean hated that when he was younger.  

But now, Lisa was weaponizing the information she had, knowing Dean liked his routines and his personal space. She had thoroughly invaded them without even stepping foot in town. Instead she sent this woman, Y/N, to do her dirty work for her. 

He drops his burger with a sigh and glances over his shoulder; you’re scrolling through your phone as you take another bite of your sandwich. 

He briefly wonders if you’re texting Lisa, the two of you laughing about how now that you’ve taken over his guest house, you’ve also wormed your way into his lunch spot. But Dean knows better. He knows he’s been the aggressor in his run-ins with you. You’re either a great actress or truly were just an innocent pawn in Lisa’s slimy scheme, and Dean’s pretty sure it’s the latter. 

It makes him think back to this morning, how you mentioned you were out of work and couldn’t afford to go anywhere else, even if Dean refunded your stay. You’re likely going through some sort of shit if you’re willing to use whatever money you have to get away for a full month. 

He sighs through his nose. You had offered a fresh start, and he had brushed past you like an absolute asshole. 

He likes to think he wasn’t always like this. Once upon a time he would have happily shook your hand, giving you a big grin in the process hoping to maybe get to know you better, find out what you like to drink and buy you one and then see what would happen next. 

But that was youthful innocence then, back when Dean didn’t realize that when you gave your full self to someone, it gave them the power to use it against you one day.

He’s about to consider going back over to you and apologizing, taking you up on your offer, but Billie steps in his path, dropping off a check and a box for his unfinished burger. 

Dean blinks hard out of his thoughts and gives Billie a big smile before reaching into his wallet and dropping enough money to cover his meal and tip, adding it on top of Benny’s own pile. 

“See you boys again soon.” She gives them a wink before they gather their coats, Benny affixing his cap before zipping up his jacket. 

Benny lets Dean lead the way, Dean’s eyes glued to your back as he passes by before he steps back out into the wintery overcast and heads back towards the garage.

After you finished lunch, you continued your stroll down Main Street, restraining yourself to just window shopping during your inaugural visit. You would have four weeks to shop, and you didn’t wait to explore everything the town had to offer on the first day. But now you had a good idea of all the places you would be spending your days for the next month; BILLIES was the only restaurant on main, but there was also a coffee shop, and bar that opened at 2pm. There was a vinyl shop, a bookstore, a few thrift and antique shops, as well as a modern apothecary and a fifties-looking pharmacy. Overall, the town was charming. It’s one of those places that if you were to leave the city, you could envision yourself living here. There was just enough to do to keep you busy and it felt nice to be away from the constant noise and hustle that typically filled your days. You were looking forward to decompressing and maybe even getting to know some of the non-Dean locals while you were here. 

Once your in-town exploration was complete, you headed to the nearest grocery store, only five minutes off Main Street. You loaded up on food for the week, toiletries, some basic cleaning supplies to use during your stay, and a few magazines to keep you busy. You also stopped off at the liquor store to grab another bottle of wine as well as a bottle of whiskey for nights you wanted something a little stronger. 

You were settled in the living room, dusk overshadowing the forest around you, when you hear the rumble of an engine. You peek through the floor to ceiling window, catching headlights flick off as you hear a door slam. 

Honey, I’m home. You smirk to yourself, thinking about a grumpy Dean stomping up the stairs of the front porch. 

You meant what you said about a fresh start, but it didn’t mean you couldn’t tease him to yourself. Afterall, he was an asshole, and you didn’t owe him anything at the end of the day. You had gone out of your way to be nice to him and offer an olive branch, and he shoved it back in your face. 

Your phone vibrates next to you, and you smile as you see your best friend’s face pop up on the screen. 

“Helllooooo.” You answer, your smile growing when you hear her voice.

“Hi!” Sydney chirps. “How’s the getaway?” You snort through your nose. 

“Not exactly what I was picturing.” You glance over your shoulder, back to the now-dark driveway. 

“Let me guess, the pictures of the cabin are super outdated and it actually sucks.” Sydney speculates.

“I wish.” You roll your eyes and turn back to the muted tv. “Turns out the woman who rented me this place doesn’t even live here anymore.”

“Soooo, you got scammed?” 

“Not entirely.” You sigh. “Her husband still lives here – ex husband.” You correct yourself, Dean’s voice ringing in your ears.

“I’m still confused?” You chuckle, picturing Syd’s scrunched face. 

“So was I. Turns out the renters are going through quite the bitter divorce. The husband still lives in the main house but sounds like she left. I guess she rented this place out as a way to piss him off or something. That’s why it was so cheap.”

“Shit,” Sydney hisses and you raise your brows, even though she can’t see you.

“Yeah, shit. The guy almost gave me a heart attack my first night. Came storming in with a gun while I was in the hot tub, thought I was trespassing.” 

“HE PULLED A GUN ON YOU?” Sydney screeches and you have to move the phone away from your ear.

“He didn’t point it at me or anything, he just had it.” You clarify, knowing that Sydney is about to spiral into worst-case what-ifs. 

“Still.” 

“Regardless, he hasn’t pulled it out since. But he has been a massive dick.” You recount your run-ins with Dean so far. 

“No wonder she left him, sounds like an asshole.” Sydney chimes in after you finish telling her about lunch.

“Yeah, but I don’t think she’s much better. I reached out to get a refund for my stay so I could get out of here and she’s refusing. And also, who does something like this?”

“A bitch and a dick, sound like a perfect match.” Syd quips and you laugh. This is why you loved Sydney. The two of you always kept each other laughing, no matter the situation. 

After another twenty minutes, you and Syd say goodbye and you settle in for the night.

Before you know it, your first week is coming to an end. You’ve thoroughly enjoyed sleeping in every day, grabbing coffee in town before deciding which shop to hit. So far you’ve spent most of your time in the bookstore, getting to know the owners, Carrie and Richard Owens. The two have been married over forty years, and this bookshop was their post-retirement dream after working in the city most of their lives. They had been here for almost ten years now and loved every single moment of it, though they missed their children who still lived in the city. Seeing them happy and living their dreams, even in their sixties, gave you hope. There were definitely nights you couldn’t sleep, wondering what you had done and thinking about what you were going to do. Your doubts outweighed your hope at times, but chatting with the Owens left you with a sense of calm and a new book recommendation with each visit. 

Now it was Sunday evening. You had cooked dinner and were trying to focus on the local evening news, but you felt antsy. You hadn’t accounted for just how lonely you would be. You would talk to your mom and Syd most days, either calling them or texting during the times they were busy with their lives, but when you found yourself “home,” there was only so much tv and books to keep you company. 

You pop yourself off the couch and head to the bedroom, trading your sweats for jeans and throwing on your cutest top. You hadn’t yet visited the local bar, Max’s on Main, and figured it could be the perfect cure to your boredom. You could enjoy a drink or two while being around actual people. And hey, you were single, maybe someone would catch your eye and you could live out a whirlwind vacation romance. 

When you get downtown, the street parking is completely full, so you take a few spins down the side streets until you finally find a spot, about three blocks down from the bar. Apparently Sunday evening was popping. 

As you step into the bar, you’re surprised at just how busy it is, but then you notice a hockey game on a few of the screens and patrons wearing matching white and blue jerseys. 

As your eyes roam the room, you notice a few spots at the bar, which was exactly what you wanted. This wasn’t the first time you were going to a bar when you were lonely. If nothing else, usually the bartenders were friendly enough to chat with you here and there and take an edge off the isolation. 

You settle on your stool, unfurling your scarf and zipping off your jacket, letting it rest against the chairback. 

A man about your age throws a coaster down in front of you and places his hands on the bar.

“What can I getcha?” He asks as the crowd roars. You peek at one of the screens behind the bar, seeing a team celebrating. 

“Any chance you have hot toddies?” The weekend had been freezing, and it was too cold for your usual cocktail. You needed something that would warm you, ideally with a splash of bourbon. 

“Sure thing.” He nods and steps away to turn on an eclectic kettle. 

You rest against the bartop, a dark wood that runs down the length of the bar. As you look around, you notice the layout is very similar to BILLIES, but flipped. There’s more high top tables, but the booths back along the opposite side of the room. But whereas BILLIES was more updated, this bar looked like it hadn’t been decorated or remodeled in a good fifteen-plus years. 

Most of the patrons are men of various ages, almost all of whom are watching the game. There is one table full of women, but they too don the same hockey jerseys and are just as invested as their peers. 

“Start a tab?” The bartender returns with your drink, placing it carefully atop your coaster. You reach into your wallet, pull out your card, and hand it to the bartender. You’re not expecting to have more than two drinks since you’re driving, but it was just easier to start a tab versus get a bill for each order.  

After the bartender walks away, you wrap your hands around the crystal, humming at the warmth as your shoulders drop. You take in a deep breath, closing your eyes as the sweet aroma of honey and bourbon steams your senses. 

“Good drink?” You open your eyes to find a man smiling down at you, and you feel the warmth of your drink spread to your cheeks. He takes the seat next to you, his smile never fading underneath his five-o-clock shadow and a swoosh of blonde hair.

“If it tastes as good as it smells, then I hope so.” You return his grin. 

“I’m Nick,” he puts his beer on the counter and raises his hand towards you. You take it, his skin a cool contrast to yours.

“Y/N.” You offer.

“I don’t think I’ve seen you here before.” His eyes almost have a twinkle under the bar lights, and his never-fading smile highlights his sharp jawline. 

“It’s my first time here.” You relax into your seat. “I’m visiting for the month.” 

“Family?” He takes a sip of his beer, and you match his movements with your drink, feeling the bourbon settle soundly in your stomach. 

“Renting. I’m from the city, taking a sabbatical.” You keep it vague. No need to spill your life story to a complete stranger in the first minute of meeting him. 

“How’s your visit so far?”

Dean pours the last of the beer into his cup, emptying the group’s pitcher. He takes a big gulp, putting back about half the pint before he stands. 

“Gonna grab another round. Anyone need anything?” Dean offers the enthralled group as he stands from the table. It wasn’t that he didn’t like hockey, but despite growing up here, the Rangers weren’t his team of choice. He grew up watching the Blues with his dad, and continues to cheer for them to this day, so he doesn’t mind stepping out during a power play to grab another drink. It likely meant there would be no wait at the bar. 

He grabs the empty pitcher and carries it with him, resting along the curve of the bar as he flags down Jacob. 

“Another pitcher?” Jacob assumes, and Dean hands over the empty container.

As he waits, he taps his fingers against the wood, taking in the crowd when he notices someone at the end of the bar and his shoulders tense. 

Nick Olszewski.

Dean went to high school with Nick. Grade A douchebag then and grade A douchebag now. He may have even broken Nick’s nose once senior year.  

He’s chatting with someone, definitely a woman.

Poor girl. Dean thinks as Jacob returns with the pitcher, and Dean thanks him. 

Dean heads back to the table, dropping the pitcher right in the middle before, for some reason, he takes a glance back towards Nick. And from this angle, he can see exactly the poor girl he’s talking to. 

Shit. 

It’s Y/N. 

Dean turns away, shaking his head. 

He should stay out of it. He and Y/N hadn’t crossed paths since their lunch run-in a few days ago, and he had planned to keep it that way. 

You’re an adult, and free to chat with whomever you want. Even if he’s a complete dickbag. 

But then he thinks back to a few days ago. How he was a total asshole to you, and he had regretted it. He was better than that. This wasn’t the guy he always was. 

Maybe this was his chance at redemption. 

“You good, brother?” Benny looks up, realizing Dean hasn’t sat back down. 

Dean licks his lips and runs a hand down his face.

“I’ll be right back.”

Nick’s hand relaxes easily on your thigh, and you’re leaning into him, your elbow resting on the bar top. 

He was telling you a work story; he’s a real estate agent in the area, and how a couple decided to get a divorce in the middle of a showing. 

“Wait, so did they actually get divorced, or was it just a heat of the moment thing?” You ask, genuinely curious. 

“Oh big time. I reached out a few weeks later to see if they were still interested in the house and the guy told me.”

“Wow,” you take a big sip of your second drink, courtesy of Nick. 

You’re about to ask him a follow up question but you’re interrupted. 

“Thanks for keeping my seat warm, Nick.” A large hand pats Nick’s shoulder, and you both turn towards your uninvited guest, your eyes widening. “But think it’s time for you to go.” 

Oh for fuck’s sake.

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“You’re welcome for saving you.” Dean’s voice has you turning back in your seat. He’s now next to you, literally and figuratively having taken Nick’s spot. 

“Saving me?” You sneer. “More like ruining my night.” You grab your drink and take your own big gulp, needing the bourbon to do more than just warm you now. 

“Tell me, Dean.” You narrow your eyes at him. “What have I done to you that you just think it’s okay to bother me whenever you want?” Your voice quickens as you feel the liquor settle. 

“Because I’ve stayed out of your way, like I promised. I tried to be nice to you. It’s not my fault your ex-wife dragged me into scheme of hers. So if you have a problem, take it up with her!” Your voice raises but is drowned out as the Rangers score another goal, the bar erupting in whoops and cheers as patrons high-five one another. 

Dean runs his tongue along the inside of his cheek, nodding his head at your words as you stare him down. 

“I was saving you from the biggest asshole in town.” He responds once the bar settles back down, his voice calm and even. You raise your eyebrows.

“Are you sure about that?” You challenge. From where you were sitting, he seemed to be winning that award himself.

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#dean x reader #dean imagine #supernatural fanfiction #dean winchester x reader #spn fanfic #dean winchester fic #dean x y/n #the guest house

[yoonsenji]

Summary: When their crush is too oblivious/dumb.

A/n - I'm oblivious as fuck to.

Tokyo revengers ˚｡𖦹

Character:- Sanzu, Izana and Chifuyu.

𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐳𝐮 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐲𝐨.

Sanzu never thought you were that dumb and he of course make fun of you for it. At first you look smart enough but the more he get to know you the dumber you get.

Sanzu tried to hint that he like you since childhood but you would never get it and he would always thought that his hint aren't good enough. But he's older now and he realised you're oblivious to romantic things and Love.

He's very touchy and you'll just let him be, his hand are on your thigh and you'll just stare at him blankly and get back to the conversation real quick. He's holding you by the waist? He's just hugging you in his way, he's flirting with you? He's just playing around.

Good thing is Sanzu knows that you do not give a shit when other tried to confess, it's either you never get that they like you and turn them down by accident or... Sanzu take care of those who are bold enough.

He'll get to call you anything he wants and you would not give a single shit "She's my girlfriend, fuck off before I kill you..." He'll hold you by the waist and threaten the guy who tried to sway you. Meanwhile you'll just stand there wanting to go home.

Sanzu won't and will never make you fall in love with anyone else. Oh, that guy that talk to you is a piece of shit, that girl with white hair is a whore. He does not hesitate to insult anyone if it mean you'll hate them <3

"He was like 'I love you'" you told him as you lay lazily on your bed, "What did you say back...?" Sanzu who was clearly piss off asked you. "I told him 'I know' and you call so I leave them" you told him as a smirk appear on his face, "Good job, baby".

𝐈𝐳𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐤𝐮𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐚𝐰𝐚.

Doesn't like it.

Whenever he is dropping a hint that he's into you, you would simply just give him a friendly smile and act like nothing ever happened.

He doesn't like the fact that you'll let anyone flirt with you and just won't care afterwards. He's happy you don't care about them but you give them the opportunity to flirt! Why would you do such things when he's right there.

Your compliment make his heart go wild but his does nothing to you, you'll just give him a thanks and just do whatever you were doing.

"You're mine, mine only" his voice sound threatening if you dare deny he'll probably stab you. You give him a quick smile "Cool".

No one ever confess to you ever since Izana cams into your life. Totally not because he act like your boyfriend and beat anyone who dare like you, he would never do such things. His hand wrap around your body as you smile seemingly enjoying the moment? If you're there Izana is there.

When Izana realise you're oblivious as hell + dumb, he wasn't surprised. So, inorder to make things more clear he would make all the hint very obvious.

𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐲𝐮 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐨.

He feel like he's in a romantic manga you being the oblivious main character/side character and him being the love strike idiot.

He's trying out all the things he read from manga, buying you valentine's day chocolate even tho it's a normal day, passing letter to you that are just sweet he does get caught by the teacher, holding hand on which he could stop blushing.

He was an idiot in love and you're the idiot who doesn't know.

He'll hold your hand and is very protective, unlike the other two he doesn't care if other like you if you're happy he's happy and he's positive you'll end up loving him.

He used Peke J as a way to call you his wife since, y'know... The cat need parents who love them... He does want you as his wife.

He does get jealous of how close others guy are towards you, since you wouldn't really care about how they act towards you unless they're a total creep.

Fuyu would often drop a big hint that he like you and you understand that, the hint he drop was on accident as well.

You're just pretending to not know so Fuyu could peacefully continue his main character moment until he confess.

Why is my writing soo shit.

#tokyo rev x reader #tokyo revengers anime #tokyo rev x you #x you #female #anime #sano mikey manjiro #sanzu haruchiyo #sanzu x reader #matsuno chifuyu

[moriartyluver]

can we have some mtp boys (separate) on how they’d treat a fem! Reader who is on her period. You don’t need to make it historically accurate & if you’d prefer, you can make it modern au. Thank you!!!

A/N: I did this in a modern AU as suggested because I have no idea how people would have dealt with periods in the 19th century

Characters: William James Moriarty x fem! Reader , Albert James Moriarty x fem! Reader ,Louis James Moriarty x fem! Reader (separate)

Format: headcannons

Genre: hurt/ comfort, fluff

Prompt: the Moriarty brothers with a reader who is on their period.

Warnings: reader is afab, reader is female, established relationships, periods/menstruation etc.

LOUIS would be such a good partner in general so when you’re on your period? He is doing everything!

He’s already very much a househusband male wife kind of guy but it just gets so much more malewifey when you’re on your period

Oh you’re hot water bottle got slightly less warm? Louis is filling it up for your instantly

He will literally shower you in heating pads

I don’t think he’d be very physically affectionate in general, his love language is definitely acts of service and it’s very evident all the time, but if you ask to be held, hold you he will.

He’ll make you anything you want to eat no matter how strange (I always get really weird cravings on my period so if you do aswell, be prepared because Louis will stop at nothing to make you happy)

He has a whole storage cupboard packed with pads and tampons and whatever else you may use, all with your preferred sizes and brands because he’s just that caring. You never run out of pads or tampons with him around.

If any ones annoying you, he’ll be super pissed off and will actually get into a fight for your sake.

If you’re feeling emotional, he’ll be by your side reassuring you that everything’s okay. He’s a bit emotionally constipated but he tries his best for you.

If you ever need sheets to be washed or clothes to be cleaned, he won’t mind at all and he will definitely not get upset.

He himself doesn’t go out unless necessary so he’ll try stay at home with you all the time, just in case you need something (even if you insist that you’re fine)

Overall rating? 10/10 wifey material

WILLIAM probably knows more about your period than you do. Not in a gross mansplaining way but in a well educated husband kind of way

Like he definitely knows when you’re going to start you’re period based on symptoms and stuff before you get that little red surprise in your underwear. Worst feeling tbh.

He helps you learn how to track your cycle and if you’re an inconsistent period girlie like myself, he’s a great help. Imagine just getting ready to go out and then William tells you to make sure to take a pad/tampon/cup with you before you leave 💀

He pampers you too, especially if you live together, but not in the same way louis does.

He’s a bit more strict when it comes to what you should and shouldn’t eat (it’s the protective teacher in him). Liam makes you take magnesium supplements and makes sure you eat healthy even if you’re craving junk food so your cramps don’t get worse.

He’s probably calculated the perfect temperature for your heat pad/hot water bottle 😭

Probably a little more affectionate than his younger brother would be. If you’re complaining about being cold or uncomfortable, he’d put whatever book he’s reading down and hold his arms wide open for you. William absentmindedly rubs your back while listening to you complain about having a uterus

Definitely pressed kisses to your forehead while you ramble like the old fashioned lover he is 🤭

He makes sure to buy you really good quality pads/tampons and is sure to memorise which brands or types you prefer. Might slip a chocolate bar in there too. He also buys you painkillers and gives you the correct doses and everything at the right times

If you don’t feel like speaking much (he loves talking to you for some reason. its adorable) he gets a little upset but he’s a surprisingly good communicator. He doesn’t want to make you feel uneasy and bless his heart, he does all the chores and everything so you don’t have to suffer further while your uterus tries to fucking kill you

Overall rating? ∞/10 (I am totally not biased) I want to marry him idc if he’s a drawing

ALBERT is stupid. I’m sorry that’s a mean way to start off

I think we can all agree he has OCD or OCPD but he’s so sweet to you despite some seeing periods as a ‘Filthy’ thing.

You bled through the sheets? He’ll calmly help you fix that dw sweetie. If you bleed through your pants in public and anyone gives you any dirty looks or some weird shit because people hate uterus havers, he’s not called one of the most unhinged mtp characters for nothing 😊

Ok but this man knows nothing about periods though. I’m so sorry. Like you had to explain to him that no you can’t hold in the blood nor do you use your pad as a bandaid of some sort

Would probably send you one of these :(yes I made that)

He needs Louis to go shopping with him to help get you stuff because this man is smart enough for eton but not enough to know that different colours on pad packages are not flavours 🙄

Also he’s a shit cook so you still have to do that if u don’t wanna starve

Probably the most affectionate out of the brothers. He’s very cuddly with you when you need him to be (mainly because he feels bad for being so damn useless)

Overall rating? 2/10 💀

#moriarty the patriot #william james moriarty #william moriarty #william moriarty x reader #yuukoku no moriarty x reader #moriarty the patriot x reader #mtp william #yuukoku no moriarty #yuumori x reader

[lokisbiiiitch1993]

I thought of something that goes with the whole Loki and pregnant wife theme. What about Loki helping Y/N make food for her weird pregnancy cravings. Except wanting to eat dirt, I swear everyone on my moms side tried to eat dirt while pregnant.

Thank you for the Ask ❤️ omg thinking about it makes me soo emotional...because it feels so looong ago as I experienced that myself - everything went by so fast - I was so young and naive -and now my Baby's are 10 and 12

I remember at my first pregnancy I ate everyday Salat with cucumber, tomatoes and bell peppers

Can't remember what I ate at my second one but I know I liked fries with ice cream at McDonald's 😅

Pregnancy Cravings

What's wrong ,Darling? Why are you crying? Loki asked concerned worried that you might be in pain .

I ...I .. am hungry ... But we have nothing...I want to eat ... We have no pickles...no chocolate - you started sobbing ....I want fries but we only have potatoes but I don't feel like cooking...and ... I don't want to go out ...

Darling,I could go out and buy everything you want!

Noo ... I .. don't want you to go..*sob* I want you here with meee

Then ...I will make fries for you! Loki declared

You don't need to do anything ,my Love - he said softly, caressing your Belly

Smiling,he takes your Hand and guides you to the Couch - Darling,calm down and relax here - Loki advised

30 minutes later Loki announced that the Fries will be soon ready

Excited you replied - Yay ...Thank you, But please don't salt the Fries ,I like them tasteless

Whaaat...As you wish,my Dear -Loki replied sweetly - usually he would tease you but not when you are Pregnant and your Hormones drive you crazy - he doesn't want to risk making you upset again.

Happily you went to the Freezer to get the Vanilla Ice Cream to use as a dip for the Fries.

Sitting besides you Loki can't imagine something better than watching the Love of his Life, Pregnant with his Baby eating happily Food that he made from scratch - he can't help but feel Proud , Happy and Satisfied with his Life

My Masterlist

#loki #loki laufeyson #mcu loki #loki fluff #loki imagine #loki x reader #loki x you #loki x female reader #loki x y/n #loki of asgard #loki odinson #loki marvel #loki laufeyson x reader #marvel imagine #marvel x reader #mcu x reader #marvel fanfiction #marvel mcu #marvel #mcu

[jardin-de-limaginaire]

Could you Mischa meeting the readers parents.

Ps. All of your work has been awesome ❤️

Aww thx for complimenting my works! It really makes me happy that there are people who like my works.

Here's your order of Mischa Bachinski meeting the readers parents (I will implement (Y/N)'s two moms from my last oneshot because why not)

Also thank you guys for 50+ followers. Ily all very much!

(Tw: none!)

Word count: 1,081 words

An awkward dinner (feat: my parents) (MISCHA BACHINSKI X GN! READER)

(𝓨/𝓝)'𝓼 𝓟𝓞𝓥

Today was the day when I'll die from embarrassment. You might wonder "why (Y/N)? What's gonna happen today?" And the simple answer is that today my boyfriend is gonna meet my moms.

Mischa and I haven't been dating for long, but ever since we've started dating, my moms have been eager to meet him.

I told Mischa that my moms wanted to meet him, and he's been curious himself about who they are, and that's how today we're gonna have dinner together (together with my moms)

Right now, I was waiting by the door, fidgeting with my hands. It had been almost half an hour since the text from mischa had said that he was on his way. I knew he wouldn’t be late but I wasn't exactly sure what to do until he arrived. After all, it’s not everyday you invite your boyfriend to meet your parents.

I waited, and waited some more, feeling like minutes were taking hours, and seconds were taking years. While I was panicking on the inside, I heard my doorbell ring. It must be Mischa

I slowly opened the door to reveal him, with a bouquet of flowers. it was pretty cheesy, to be honest, but I was still excited about the gift.

"Hey, (Y/N), I just bought some flowers for you and your moms cuz my parents didn't give me enough money to buy you something better. Hope you three like them!" Mischa said.

I smiled brightly at him, happy that he thought of even buying for me and my parents something. "You really are the sweetest, Misch-Misch!" I said as I kissed his cheek, and he started giggling a little in a very silly yet adorable way.

"Oh, (Y/N)!" I heard a voice call and I turned around and saw my mom walk through the door, holding a batch of chocolate chip cookies on a pan. She looked at Mischa and smiled at him. "Hello sweetie! You must be Mischa, right? (Y/N) has already told us stories about you!" She said, being as nice and welcoming toward Mischa as she could. She took him by the shoulder and walked to the kitchen, dragging Mischa behind and me walking next to them. It was honestly really funny seeing Mischa, who is very and I mean VERY tall, being dragged by such a short woman.

Once we entered the kitchen, we were greeted by my mama, who was sitting at the table and looking at us with a smile.

"Hey, you must be Mischa, right? My son/daughter/child has told us a lot about you!" She greeted him, shaking his hand, before ruffling his hair. Mischa chuckled at the gesture.

"Oh! We need to introduce ourselves first!" Mama said, looking at mom before smiling at each other. "My name is Aadhira, and this is my wife, Soleil !" She introduced herself and mom to Mischa, as they began shaking hands. Mischa seemed really happy to meet my parents.

"It is a pleasure meeting you two, Mrs. Aadhira and Mrs. Soleil!" Mischa said. I smiled that until now, nothing embarrassing has happened.

"Oh, Mischa! Would you like seeing some pictures of (Y/N) when they were younger?" My mom asked. Oh boy, why must I have the worst luck ever? I looked at Mischa, silently begging him to say no.

"Umm...Sure!" He said. I mentally facepalmed, feeling my cheeks getting warmer. Why must everything bad happen to me?

My cheeks became even warmer when I saw my mama bring the "big ol' book of memories", as she would call it. Mischa looked quite curious to look through the images of me as a baby.

Mama put the book on her lap and herself in the middle of the couch, as everyone put themselves next to her. She opened the book and showed the first image. The first image was made an hour after I was born.

"This is (Y/N) when they were born! Weren't they adorable?" Mom asked Mischa, to which Mischa nodded, looking eager to look at more baby pics of me.

We spent minutes looking at pictures of me, like when I was watching my very first Disney movie, when I listened to The Beatles for the first time, First day of elementary school, and many more.

I was silently begging mama to close that book, but she couldn't hear my silent plea.

"And this is the Alice in Wonderland play that (Y/N) participated in. They played the Mad Hatter!" My mama said enthusiastically, before she looked at me. "(Y/N), honey, are you ok?" She asked, concerned, looking into my eyes. I gave her the most innocent smile I could muster and replied, "Of course! Why wouldn't I be?!" "Honey, we know when you lie. Is everything alright?" My mom asked while rubbing circles on my back. Oh, how I wished she'd stop doing that!

"Yeah, I'm alright..." I said before I could feel tears well up in my eyes. "Dear, please don't cry!" Mama said as I burst into tears.

"Sorry, but I don't want you to embarrass me in front of my boyfriend!" I said hiccuping.

Both my moms looked at me with sad expressions, as Mischa walked up to me and hugged me. I hugged back, and my moms joined in. We all had a group hug, and I began crying more.

"We're so sorry honey! We didn't mean to embarrass you! We just want to talk about your accomplishments, since we're so proud of you!" Mom said.

"Huh?" I hiccuped.

"You heard them. They are proud of you, and so am I! I'm very sorry for looking through your childhood photos, but it makes me happy when I see pictures of people I'm close to, no matter what age they were when the photo was taken." Mischa said, and I gave him a melancholic smile I truly don't deserve him. He's too sweet for this world.

The rest of the evening was spent with us watching movies and playing family games like "Uno" and "Guess who?". We stopped looking at my baby photos since my parents finally understood that I was not comfortable with those pictures. I'm truly happy to have these amazing parents and a fantastic boyfriend as a cherry on top. I could never ask for more!

𝑅𝑒𝒷𝓁𝑜𝑔 >> 𝐿𝒾𝓀𝑒 (𝒩𝑜𝓉 𝒻𝑜𝓇𝒸𝒾𝓃𝑔, 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝐼 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓎 𝓃𝑒𝑒𝒹 𝓂𝑜𝓇𝑒 𝓇𝑒𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓈𝓉𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝒹𝑒𝓇𝓈)

#Randommoonchild #x reader #ride the cyclone #ride the cyclone x reader #ride the cyclone mischa #mischa bachinski x reader #mischa bachinski #mischa rtc #mischa x reader #rtc #rtc x reader

[faeirtopia]

ʚɞ ; husband logan!

pairing! husband!logan x fem!reader

warnings! brief mentions of sex.

this man.. this man will be the best husband.

he’ll cook you meals when you’re not feeling good.

he’ll do the dishes, sweep the floor, dust surfaces that need to be dusted and etc etc just for you.

“don’t worry about it, sweet girl. I got it for you.”

unexpectedly buys you flowers, chocolates, or new sets of pajamas.

just because he loves to spoil you so much.

“you better be at the game tonight, no if or buts.”

stares at the wedding ring on your finger and smirks at you when you catch him doing so.

a very clingy but warm and loving husband he is.

always needs to have his arms wrapped around your waist. especially if you’re cooking.

will sway you both side to side and leave kisses along the side of your neck.

“I love you so much, I’m so happy we’re married.”

long mornings in bed especially on his days off.

trips to his favorite spots in new york and it being more romantic than ever since you’re married.

“don’t you wonder what our kids will look like?”

tries to find a accurate app of what your kids would look like.

plans dinner dates all the time!!!

either at home dinner dates, expensive restaurant dinner dates, near the beach dinner dates.

“this is for my wife!” and hits the hardest homerun in his career.

speaking of that, he loves saying “this is my wife” his face will get a bit red and he’s just so excited.

constantly walks around shirtless and purposely does so to make you flustered.

he wakes you up with neck, shoulder, and back kisses which turns into morning sex.

speaking of sex… he’s your husband now so expect shower sex, kitchen sex, balcony sex, middle of the night sex??? he can’t get enough of you.

best husband logan, we all need him.

#logan o’hoppe #mlb #baseball #fanfic #imagines #mlb fanfic #mlb imagines #mlb american league #mlb fandom #writers on tumblr #writing #headcanon

[hebimoonlightwrites]

hi hebi! i hope youre having a good day :) if possible, can i ask for the "type of boyfriend" for yohei, iori, and yuto? ty! -🌟

Writer's corner: Hi anon-🌟!! I really am! Thank you! Hope you're having a lovely day as well! Also, of course! Here! Hope you like it! if not, please let me know and ask for something else so I can write another one for you! Enjoy~

Warnings: a few of bad words because of these three fools.

⋆𝒴𝑜𝒽𝑒𝒾, 𝐼𝑜𝓇𝒾 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒴𝓊𝓉𝑜⋆ 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝓉𝓎𝓅𝑒 𝑜𝒻 𝒷𝑜𝓎𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹

⋆Yohei would be the best boyfriend, no doubt.

⋆He'd treat his s/o so well!

⋆Like spending some time with them, listening to them if they need to talk to him, buying them a lot of stuff they like.

⋆"Ya' told me ya' liked that, so I bought that for ya'!"

⋆I feel like he's the type of boyfriend who would surely be the most passionate one among these three guys of this request.

⋆He'd make his s/o spends the best Valentine's day, by buying them a bunch of their favourite flowers and some chocolate. Then he'd totally bring them to a restaurant and have dinner together.

⋆But I'm sure he'd also smirk after his s/o scolds him for still smoking. So he'd tease them.

⋆"What...? You're afraid of losing me~?"

⋆Yohei is a man among men, he's gentle and kind-hearted, even if he was part of Yazuka in the past.

⋆I'm sure he'd worry about his s/o's feelings a lot and ask them if they're alright in some particular situations.

⋆"S/o.. you seem tired. Are you okay?"

⋆In case s/o is having a bad time, Yohei would play the piano for them, trying to calm them down and relax them.

⋆He would also protect them, showing s/o that they can count on him every time they feel alone.

⋆If anyone hurted them even a little bit, Yohei would make them pay for it, no doubt!

⋆He'd forget to being a simple bartender and beat that person's ass so hard!

⋆"Don't you even dare anymore to bother my wife/husband, you shithead!"

⋆I think Yohei is the type of boyfriend who would cook for s/o too, since he already prepares food for Shiki and Ryu in the morning.

⋆Tell me... wouldn't be so amazing to see him in front of the stove, wearing a pink apron, maybe with the "kiss the chef" note on it, cooking for you? Yes, it would... Also a little bit funny, though.

⋆I think like he would show PDA only when jealous. Yes, because I do think he'd get jealous, maybe not frequently, but only when he notices someone who's flirting with his s/o.

⋆That's when he'd hug s/o by their hips and kiss them passionately.

⋆"What?... Can't I kiss my s/o in public?!"

⋆In my opinion Yohei would also be the type of boyfriend to snuggle on his s/o's body, hugging them and cuddling them until they both fall asleep after a long day.

⋆But he works at night, so I guess he'd be the one to reach his s/o and sweetly snuggle on them when he comes back home... in the morning, in short.

⋆"Hush... It's me.. I've come back, love.."

⋆Yohei would provide s/o a lot of joyful and unforgettable moments, that's sure, since he'd love them more than himself.

⋆"We're such a great couple, aren't we? ... 𝒯𝑜𝑔𝑒𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇, 𝓌𝑒 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝒹𝑜 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓎𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔!"

⋆One word: fun.

⋆Along with Iori, nobody could be bored at all!

⋆Iori always shows up as a joyful and always happy man, with deep values and a strong family relationship with his fellows AKYR.

⋆I don't know why, but I feel like Iori would cover his s/o in gold, making them wear tons of jewelleries, bracelets, rings, earrings, necklaces...

⋆"Look at yourself, honey.. You're... You're beautiful..!"

⋆He'd treat them well too, of course, and always try his best to make them feel loved and appreciated.

⋆I think he'd also prefer to spend his time with s/o to with guests at Club CANDY.

⋆Contrary to Yohei, Iori would show PDA in public without any kind of embarrassment of hesitation.

⋆He'd always there, hugging his s/o by their hips and kissing them in front of people.

⋆He'd love to show others that s/o is his partner and would be proud if someone compliments him for having such a cute and beautiful one!

⋆As I've written for Yohei, I definitely can imagine Iori being jealous, especially after seeing some delinquents smirking, staring at s/o.

⋆As an ex Yakuza member as well, Iori would even start a fight if his s/o was in danger.

⋆He'd show his ability and agility, dodging his opponents' punches or kicks and beating theis asses very hard.

⋆"You've made a great mistake by choosing your target wrongly!"

⋆Iori is surely the one who'd bring his s/o to karaoke only to show them how great he is at imitating.

⋆Maybe he'd also decide to go there to cheer them up after a long and stressful day.

⋆It'd be funny hearing Iori's voice changes from a deep note to an higher one, depending on the singer he has to imitate.

⋆He'd blush so heavily after seeing s/o laughing at him!

⋆"I'm great, yeah??!... H-hey! Don't look at me like that, s/o!! Also stop laughing!! It's my special skill, okay?!"

⋆But he'd be relieved after that, because he'd know he'd have managed to make s/o smile and laugh.

⋆Iori would definitely worry about s/o's mental and physical health.

⋆He'd be happy, though, to see them spending some time with also his fellows AKYR.

⋆Iori would smile softly after seeing s/o, Satsuki and Reo playing video-games or even seeing s/o petting cats with Hokusai or helping Zen training.

⋆I'm sure he'd love s/o even more after seeing them getting along well with those who are part of Iori's actual family.

⋆Because we know what Iori thinks about family...

⋆"Family doesn't depend on blood, but on time spent together... and 𝓎𝑜𝓊'𝓇𝑒 𝒶𝓁𝓈𝑜 𝓅𝒶𝓇𝓉 𝑜𝒻 𝓂𝓎 𝒻𝒶𝓂𝒾𝓁𝓎, 𝓈/𝑜... I.. I love you."

⋆I don't know if it could be a good thing having Yuto as a boyfriend, since he has a double personality and his other self isn't as friendly as we could expect!

⋆Seriously, it could be dangerous.. We're talking about a man who's constantly afraid because he doesn't know what his evil self is doing behind his back!

⋆But.. Well.. I think he could manage to protect his s/o thanks to that scary part of himself.

⋆Like.. I've just imagined Yuto hanging out with s/o and suddenly being stopped by a group of delinquents who want to act as superiors and scare them both.

⋆"Pl...Please!! Leave us alone!! I'm telling you to protect all of us!!"

⋆Yuto's good self would say while those delinquents are already approaching, laughing..

⋆Seriously. Even if he's 32, he's such a small man! Nobody can be afraid of him.

⋆Nobody can be... right?...

⋆I think that group itself would end up being terribly frightened by Yuto's other self, who'd show up because they have caused trouble, after grabbing s/o's wrist.

⋆"I told you not to cause trouble.. You did by grabbing their wrist... and now I'll punish you all!"

⋆s/o would stay in a corner, sitting on the ground, looking shocked at his boyfriend's evil self making Yuto doing some violent and horrible things, like hitting those guys with his phantometal, his Brutal Baton.

⋆I feel like Yuto's good self would feel embarrassed and would even get panicked a lot after realizing that s/o has seen him.. has seen that creature.

⋆He'd try so hard to keep him hidden but, of course, would fail.

⋆He's stronger than Yuto.

⋆Yuto would surely pray him not to hurt s/o.

⋆Because when that person- no- that thing shows up, Yuto can't control him, can't stop him, but just wait until he's satisfied enough to go away.

⋆"s/o... wouldn't... wouldn't be better for you to let me go..? I.. I don't want you to be in danger, because of me.."

⋆But when his evil self isn't around, Yuto would be the best and adorable boyfriend ever.

⋆I totally imagine him lying on the sofa with his s/o, both watching some travel shows, Yuto's favourites!

⋆"Woah... That place is so beautiful... it seems so calm and relaxing.. We should go there on holiday, babe."

⋆He'd caress their back while hugging them on the sofa, then kiss their head sweetly and, when s/o falls asleep, feel something hot in his chest.

⋆That would be his heart warming up after seeing s/o's relaxed sleepy expression.

⋆How can they fall asleep on him without any kind of fear or hesitation?

⋆After all... who knows when he'll wake up?

⋆Yuto would totally stare at s/o while they're sleeping on his chest and caress their cheeks softly, admiring each centimeters of their face.

⋆Then he'd totally whisper some sweet words to them, even if he knows they can't hear him.

⋆"I love you, babe.. Thank you for loving each part of me... even... even him... I promise 𝐼 𝓌𝑜𝓃'𝓉 𝓁𝑒𝓉 𝒶𝓃𝓎𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝒽𝓊𝓇𝓉𝓈 𝓎𝑜𝓊.. 𝓃𝑒𝒾𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝒽𝒾𝓂."

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#paradox live #paradox live x mc #paradox live x reader #paradox live mc #paradox live the cat's whiskers #the cat's whiskers #yohei kanbayashi #paradox live akyr #akyr #akan yatsura #iori suiseki #paradox live gokuluck #gokuluck #yuto inukai

[spaghettificationandpretzels]

(Sorry for the late submission 😭) but I would LOVE #8 with the one and only Ms. Lyla Winston!

Masterlist

Toffee and Rum Raisin

Contains: Fluff

1.0K words

Money can't buy happiness, but it can buy Ice cream and that’s basically the same thing.' - Unknown

"What are you going here?"

You sighed, "It's so hot, the AC at went died and I know for sure it would still be running here."

Lyla chuckled, "It is. I'm editing so I could use the company anyway."

She walked you through the set and into the editing studio before waving at the couch for you to sit, "What's on the agenda today?"

Lyla smiled, "Custom video, a guy who's really into cake and sprinkles. No nudity so I don't get to see you all flustered."

You shook your head, "Hey, the only T and A I want to see is yours. It's different for you because it's your job, our roads are paved because of your excellent production skills."

Lyla shot you a look, "You're laying it on thick, what do you want?"

You shook your head, "I told you what I wanted, I want to hang in the cool with you."

Lyla tapped the seat next to her, "Well come and make yourself useful and help me. I'll show you how to edit the sound so the background noise is gone."

You huffed, "I thought I was helping by sitting here and looking pretty." Nevertheless, you did as she asked and sat beside her.

Lyla moved in close enough that your arms touched as she showed you how to isolate the audio for the film, it seemed easy enough and after twenty minutes of you asking every question you could think of, you were well on your way to helping her get the video up, "I'm surprised you trust me with this."

She smiled, "I keep telling you that you should come and work with me, you'd be good at this."

You shook your head, "I love my job." You paused, "But if it wasn't there I would be here in a heartbeat."

"That's good to know. How are you doing over there?" You noticed she had stopped taking glances at your screen after a while.

You pointed at the progress bar, "I'm further along than you. I've got a few more things to remove here before I go onto the next scene."

Lyla sighed, "Wow you're fast, are you sure you haven't done this before?"

You nodded, "Yep, positive. I just have a great teacher."

Lyla leaned over and pecked your cheek, "You're too sweet to me."

****

One video turned into two, which turned into six and by the time the sun was setting, you and Lyla had gotten enough done that she could take the weekend off, "I'm impressed, you're really good at that."

You sighed, "I did enjoy it." She opened her mouth to speak but you stopped her, "But I'm going back to my day job, if I have to listen to the same lines over and over again, day in and day out, I will go nuts.

Lyla smiled, "Ok them, what do you want to do?"

You tapped your pocket, "I have ten bucks in my pocket and a craving for ice cream, you wanna come with?"

She nodded, "Hell yeah."

You hopped in her car and she drove you to the park where they had the best ice cream stand in all of Charming, with its blue and white pinstripes and big twisty ice cream cone sign. You could hear the milk bar music from the speakers as you walked closer. There was a flash of little legs and blond hair as a child ran up to you, "Auntie, auntie, are you here for the picnic?"

You could see Jax and his wife waving from the distance and Abel pointed over to the stand, "Can we get ice cream?"

Lyla shook her head and pointed to his shirt, "I think I can already see some chocolate ice cream on your shirt, little man, I don't think your mummy and daddy would like it if you had any more."

Abel seemed unfazed, "Ok, but are you here for the picnic?"

You sighed, "Well, Auntie Lyla and I are going to get ourselves some ice cream and them we'll see if we have time, is that alright?"

He nodded, "Yes ok." With that, he was off again, running back towards his mother and father on the grass.

You chuckled, "He is such a cute kid."

"I know right." She nodded towards the stand, "What do you want my dear?"

"The usual, Toffee in a cup with caramel sauce and chocolate shavings." You took her hand with a smile, "I think I know what you're going to get."

She rolled her eyes lovingly, "Yeah, and what is that?"

You held back a smile, "Rum and raisin because you're a little old man inside."

Lyla elbowed your rib, "I am not an old man, it just tastes good."

You walked up to the stand hand in hand and ordered before sitting down at the picnic tables, "We're going to have to go over there and sit with Jax for a while."

You sighed, "I know, it's just we see them every day. It would be nice to have some time to ourselves."

Lyla chuckled, "It will hurt his little feelings. Plus, we're Abel's favourite aunts anyway and I don't want to lose my spot."

"Alright." You pointed to her ice cream, "It looks so boring, you didn't even get toppings."

She blinked and took her spoon before taking some from the scoop and holding it in front of your face, "Just try some."

You gave it a sniff, the cold dessert giving only sweetness then leaned in and ate it, "So?"

You shook your head, "Nope, it tastes like creamy rum. If I wanted to relive my twenties I do it in style and drink whiskey."

Lyla huffed, "I find it hard to believe you got drunk in your twenties."

You held back a giggle, "Hey, there were many nights where I was three sheets to the wind singing the backstreet boys out of a car window."

"I bet that was a sight to see." There was such fondness in her eyes, "Jax is waving us over, we better go and say hello."

You nodded, "Alright, but when we got home, I digging up some photos I have of me on Bourbon Street on mardi gras. You'll see, I was wild."

Lyla grinned, "I can't wait."

Fin

#lyla winston x you #lyla x reader #lyla winston #lyla winston x reader #lyla winston fanfic #lyla winston fic #winter ave zoli #sons of anarhcy fanficton #sons of anarchy #samcro

[ingravinoveritas]

Not the first thing I'm thinking when Georgia has the pride flag in her vday post (bless her) being "ah, Michael :)"

(I love David's cards every year, they're so cute?)

Hi, Anons! (Grouping all these together since they're related.)

I did indeed see Georgia's Valentine's day post, and thought it was quite interesting. (It's here, for those who haven't seen it yet.) And let's get a few visuals up so we can discuss:

My first thought was that this appears to be Georgia's card to David, rather than David's card to her (which I think is what you were thinking it was, Anon #1). But we can see him holding it, and also the message on it seems more like Georgia's style than his (to me, at least). Interesting, though, that she shared both their cards last year, but only the one this time around.

I also found it curious that Georgia put the pride flag in her post, especially without any context. I know that it certainly could be because of the volatile atmosphere around gay/trans rights in the UK (particularly the horrific murder of Brianna Ghey), but Georgia posted a picture of Brianna in her Insta story yesterday, so I'm not sure the pride flag was related to that. It could also be a sign of support for Wilf...but I can't help thinking that it's somehow for David, too. Even if it's not said aloud, or specifically named, it's just...there, you know?

So I totally get you thinking of Michael, because that crossed my mind, too. I could so easily see Michael and David wishing each other a Happy Valentine's Day, and getting each other sweet little gifts. Nothing flashy or expensive, and certainly nothing "traditional" (flowers, chocolates, etc.), but something that is meaningful to them specifically. Like David getting Michael an autographed copy of his favorite Stephen King novel, or Michael getting David a pair of rainbow cufflinks or a childhood toy he'd always wanted but would never buy for himself.

(I could also see David giving Michael one of these cards:

...Or heck, either of them giving the other any one of several of these hilarious and cute Valentine's cards for same-sex couples.)

But yes...like you, Anon #2, I did notice the lack of a post from AL, and I also found it telling. It was pointed out to me by @invisibleicewands earlier that several folks spotted Michael in Cardiff today, so it does make one wonder whether he and AL were even together for V-Day. Whatever the case may be, to your point, Anon #3, I'm actually glad AL didn't comment on Georgia's post, because I'd rather no comment than some insincere, PR-laced sentiment that continues pushing the disingenuous "AL and Georgia are BFFs" narrative.

I do think AL has very much been trying to model herself after Georgia and her and Michael's relationship after GT and DT's for the last few years, but with limited (if any) success, especially given how much more attention Georgia's "other wife" posts have gotten than anything AL has ever posted. So it would not surprise me if AL was slightly jealous of or annoyed by Georgia's post (or more precisely by the fact that she had nothing to post next to it).

As for Michael dressing more like David, I assume you're referring to the ridiculous shirt Michael wore on Australian TV in December, but I'm not so sure I agree. Michael used to dress much more flamboyantly than he does now (top hats, onesies, and blue fur-lined paisley ponchos all come to mind), so if anything, I'd say Michael wearing that shirt was him dressing more like himself, rather than David. (I could definitely see David stealing that shirt from him, though.)

So, those are my thoughts on this year's Valentine's Day content. Thanks for writing in, Anons, and Happy V-Day to you all! 💗

#anonymous #reply post #michael sheen #welsh seduction machine #david tennant #soft scottish hipster gigolo #georgia tennant #relationships #i think AL thought her 'my love' in the birthday post would sell their relationship #but now we have this lovey picture of DT and GT #again see re: massive contrast with georgia tennant #also a sharp contrast to michael and how he constantly gushes over david #curiouser and curiouser #valentine's day #ineffable lovers #discourse

[livia-dovehallow]

I'm eating dinner so these will probably be food-related headcanons hehe

Gabriel likes to cook. He never thought he would make something for anyone, because he preferred to be served rather than serve, but you know, just being around Cecily made him want to bake her favorite pies, so she would be happy. He wasn't really great at first and burned part of the Institute kitchen, but he got better after a few weeks of practice.

When Cecily was pregnant with Alex, Gabriel used to talk to her stomach to make her laugh. She was very stressed because she was ordered to stay in bed since she was almost due and her ankles were so swollen it hurt to walk. They both read stories to the baby and imagined how they would be. Cecily always craved extra dark chocolate during this period, because she claimed it soothed her nerves. More than once, Gabriel secretly went to Paris with a portal so he could buy her French chocolate.

the image of gabriel cooking dinner is so domestically attractive what a dilf

aside from my pining, i love that he would put in so much effort to learn something that wasn’t strictly necessary just so he could make cecily smile and be happy

me, now picturing both of them in the kitchen together, happily making dinner for their band of devils

as for the chocolate headcanon, i am still obsessed with how far we all collectively agree gabriel will go to ensure cecily is all right—figuratively and literally. boy going to a whole different country because his pregnant wife wants something is so funny to me but so true

i’m also obsessed with chocolate so i may be biased toward the notion that cecily also loves chocolate

#maggie answers #luciehercndale #cecily herondale #gabriel lightwood #gabrily #gabrily headcanons

[m0on-boys]

Steven's Playlist Lyrics:

Juliet: I need to cry, but I can't get anything out of my head...my sour boy (marc) is a pain, I wanna shoot him in the brain, but I'd miss him in the morning...but I need to understand when I can power through and I need so help from you...sometimes I act like I know, but I'm really just a kid with two corks in his eyes, and a bully in his head (before he knew marc)

CVS: An I wanna buy chocolate hearts from CVS...say I love you just a little bit too soon

Be Nice To Me: But you're a killer and I'm your bestfriend....and I'd love to tell you stories, but I can't remember how they went...can we talk about this later? Your voice is driving me, driving me insane

Are You Bored Yet?: What's wrong, you've been askin' but I don't have an answer...how come, I'm still thinkin' let's pretend to fall asleep now

I Exist I Exist I Exist: Ignoring the voices and feelings that tell me to get out of this house, I can't make them stop, I'm just like my mom, and you said "No, these demons will fall, you're so precious to us all"...I, I can't do this alone, I still need you to hold, so don't let go, because I'm afraid

Lovely: Pull my heart out, hold it close, won't you hug me and hold me and tell me I'm lovely...look inside my skull, I'm not thinking at all

Cliffy: So just tell me, are you still hurting? And where did you come by, all of those burdens?

Scrawny: Hate feeling like I'm not in control...I've been sleeping with the light on, I tend to freak myself out

Come Over (again): I'm just so sick can't even look at myself, it's a mental hell...take her name out of your mouth, you don't deserve to mourn (at first to marc abt his mom)

Mr Loverman: I've got this shake in my leg, shaking the thoughts from my head...I've shattered now, I'm spilling out...I'm Mr Loverman, and I miss my lover, man

Worry: I worry, I worry too much...it's not paranoia if it's really there

Fire and the Flood: Anywhere I go there you are...and I'll always feel you in my blood, everything is fine when your hand's resting next to mine

Watch Your Mouth: Do you think I care about your new job and your new hair? Do you think I cry 'bout your new friends and your new guy? I do.

Loverboy: I can't ever be your everything but I wanna be your loverboy...sometimes I think I went soft, sad boy got played out, cut up and ripped off...opening up after deafening loss, it's definitely hard let me happy, I've carried my cross...silly fuckin' loverboy

Twin Size Mattress: It's no big surprise you turned out this way when they closed their eyes and prayed you would change and they cut your hair, and sent you away. You stopped by my house the night you escaped with tears in my eyes I begged you to stay you said "Hey man, I love you, but no fucking way!"

Superman: You've crossed the finish line, won the race but lost your mind, was it worth it after all?

Falling Apart: Let the past just disappear, try to untie from an old life but it always drags me down...we were running in the dark we were following our hearts

Cringe: She said your spirit doesn't move like it did before, she said that I don't look like me no more, no more I said "I'm just tired"...sweating all my sins out, putting all my thoughts back together

White Lie: If we can make it through another day with you believing in my innocence and we can make it through another year 'cause we both need it to forget this fear

Two Moons: Sorry, please excuse me for my mess my hearts been pouring through my chest

The Woods: This is not where your supposed to be, if the roots get hold of your heart they'll never set you free...(I just feel like the struggle followed by free me and I am lost and I am scared is very much steven/marc identity struggles vibes)

Wildflower Wildfire: Here's the deal my father never stepped in when his wife would rage at me so I ended up awkward but sweet later than hospitals and still on my feet comfortably numb but with lithium came poetry

#moon knight #steven grant #marvel #moonknight #playlist #music #🌙

[writer1queenjaysblog]

Sugar daddy au!

Ok after taking some time to think of some ideas 💡 I finally thought of something! 4town as sugar daddies & yes I'll be using my oc Ruby for this. (This contains 21+ themes minors DNI! Drugs and alcohol , str!pper , sugar daddy, cussing, s*x)

How she met them!

Robaire

She was a str!pper and was dancing doing tricks on the pole. She usually got 10's 20's 50's but she never had all 100$ rain on her before, after her dance a sexy, tall, chocolate handsome man stood up smiling at her she smiled back as the bouncer Devon helped her. (He's in his 30's in this au )

After that he's been doing that a lot making it rain 100 $ and she ended with 1000$ to nearly 2000$ he finally spoke to her "Hey beautiful you did excellent as always. " "Why thank you sir."

"It's Robaire.. Robaire Bennet . He kissed her hand as she blushed and they've been talking ever since. He told her about his past and family life saying how lonely he was and before she knew she moves out if her crappy apartment to a deluxe condo.

"Anything you want baby girl tell me I'll buy it , get it, I'll have my chefs fix it whatever it is." "Well I am Hungry how about some food for lunch I have to be at work soon to make this money."

He giggled giggled before kissing her "No need to ma your taking the nights off." "Ro babe I can't. " She giggled "my boss said the owner will be mad." "I am the owner baby girl. "

"You are?!" "Yup and I've been watching you for about a year now and I'm impressed and I think I'm in love with you."

After that they've been dating ever since .

Sex

He's loves looking at her wether she's on top or bottom he smiles at her while she moans and screams for him. 🥵

He's a top/ Dom (duh 🥴😏)

Fav positions 😉 are ones where he remains on top of her since that's what he likes. Will have her legs on his shoulders no cap😶🧢, will eat it and go back in my guys is a savage!!!

Size: 10 inches🥵😖🤤😵‍💫

"Don't worry about it bae I'll always love you and make sure you're happy babygirl. I'll take care of it whatever it is it's yours daddy will protect and take care of you."

Jesse

Was a escort and she was the best which is what Jesse looked for the very best so when she was highly recommend by her boss (Who knew Jesse was famous and had a lot of money) she knew that Ruby would be her cash cow but she doesn't treat her or the other workers nice and so after she was exposed and Jesse helped them they got close.

He loves being with her 24/7 and planned a future with her his bitter ex wife tried to get between them but she just made it harder for herself 🤦🏾‍♀️.

She's his joy and he loves spoiling Ruby a lot like buying her shoes, new dresses, and fancy food, etc. He'll always make sure she gets what she wants even though she doesn't ask for it or anything for that matter.

She sees a nice dress and shoes she likes but she buys Jesse a gift instead he feels bad about her spending money on him and he gave it to her to spend on herself so he takes the gift back and gets the money for it back, buys the things she wanted and surprise her and he buys what she bought with his money and she doesn't know.

Sex

He's dominant but soft and gentle and he loves watching her fall apart under him. He knows what turns her body on and all that time he sees spent in art class did wonders on his fingers 😏 and he knows how to use that tongue very well too.

Kisses her lips top and bottom 😜 and will record everything I mean everything.

P*$$y so good he'll be thinking about her 24/7 all day everyday and will dick her down whenever and wherever he feels like it and just like that poof she's pregnant 😂🤰🏾.

"My darling it's alright I'm here I'll take great care of you baby you don't have to work anymore because I'm going to take care of you baby girl daddy's going to make you happy."

#4town headcanons #4town #4town robaire #4town jesse

[tellthemeerkatsitsfine]

When I first decided to stop listening to Gavin Osborn's songs a few at a time on YouTube and just took to Bandcamp to buy the discography and get into it properly, almost 18 months ago now, that happened to be the same day I broke up with my girlfriend. This is a coincidence, I'd been planning to do that before we broke up, and the breakup came on pretty suddenly, so it wasn't like I'd decided to buy a bunch of Gavin Osborn's a way to cope with that (there were comedy things that I threw myself too hard into in the following 2 days specifically as a coping mechanism, but those didn't include Gavin Osborn, they included re-listening to Kitson's After the Beginning Before the End twice in a row and then making that compilation video where it sounds like the Chocolate Milk Gang are having a political argument - though actually that video does include a couple of Gavin Osborn songs). I insist that this, and only this, is the reason why the song Sweet Bedford made me cry the first time I heard it. You did get me with that one, Gavin, but to be fair, on that day, you could have made me cry with a picture of a leaf in the right light.

Anyway, another consequence of me picking that day to go through Gavin Osborn's catalogue from start to finish is that I kind of glossed over the couple of particularly romantic albums in the middle. I mean, I still listened to them, I listened to every song on every album once, and then went back over my favourites. But the flaw in doing albums this way is you miss songs that could have become your favourites on repeat listens, because they never get another shot. Maybe you glossed over them because they're the type of song that's a slower burn, that benefits from hearing again, that has more going on than is immediately obvious. Or maybe you glossed over them because you'd just ended the first serious relationship you'd been in for ten years, or possibly ever depending on how you define "serious", and you don't need the extreme detail of how much Gavin Osborn loves his wife, you're very pleased that they're happy but also you're going to listen to those couple of romance-heavy albums with your ears only half open and careful not to look at any pictures of leaves.

That is my reasoning for why this gem largely escaped my notice, when I go through my favourite Gavin Osborn songs. I just heard it in an old recording and my first thought was that this can't be on his albums, or I'd have heard it before and would love it. Then I checked, saw what album it was on, thought more closely about the subject matter, and said, "Oh, right, that would be why I listened in a manner so detached that I didn't remember hearing it."

I love it when Gavin Osborn gets suddenly intense. It's his ridiculously, almost absurdly easygoing and affable persona, so when he suddenly swears, or as he seems to in this song, references the way we as humans are constantly choosing to hold back from our capacity for gruesome violence, the contrast hits you and it's great.

That has reminded me of why I've been trying to do more album listening lately, rather than picking out songs, especially for things I've discovered in the last 4 or 5 years (the songs I loved when I was younger - I've already heard every song on those albums a million times, I am convinced that if there are songs on there that I skip, that's fine, if I was going to fall in love with that song I'd have done it by now). You catch good bits that you might have glossed over otherwise.

I've been doing a lot of listening to comedy-adjacent musicians in the past couple of months, with Grace Petrie's new album that I'm obessed with and there's some other stuff that I'd been listening to on YouTube/Soundcloud for a while, and then this weekend decided to just go buy it on Bandcamp because 1) that makes album listening easier and you can hear the songs in their proper context, and 2) if an artist puts their work on Bandcamp and therefore gives you the option to pay them directly for their work, you should try to do that. I've been enjoying it a lot.

This wasn't a particularly coherent post so just to tie it all together, Bandcamp is good and full album listening (if not every time, at least the first few times rather than just once to give each song a chance) is good and I like it when Gavin Osborn employs needlessly violent imagery.

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