#This hug is gonna keep this touched starved boy wiggling for days

[thefatedthoughtofyou]

You Had A Bad Day ( You've Seen What You Like )

Summary: Reader has a bad day, and goes to her best friends to make it better.

Steddie x pluz size fem!reader, friends to lovers, inexperienced reader, touch starved reader, no use of Y/N (we don't do that in this house), but definite use of pet names, these boys are ridiculous, use of "girl" and feminine pronouns, not an over abundance but they are there! Mentions of slight anger issues, volume control issues, and self esteem issues, all on the readers part.

This is literally only the second x reader fic I've ever written please be gentle!

Enjoy!!! I hope you're all having good days, but just in case, have this! *smooches you*

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Your day had been... shit. That's what it had been. Just shit. And nothing new had really happened. Just the same old shit at work, always having to clean up everyone's mess before you could start your own work for the day. Just an endless cycle, day after day.

You clock out, head home, take a shower, throw on your pajamas, and head to see your boys.

They weren't... your boys.. technically. You all were just friends. Steve and Eddie were each others boys, and you were their friend, their best friend, their third wheel who some would say was maybe a little too close to both of them. But you loved them, both. And they both loved you. You were their girl.

And if in your heart of hearts you wanted more, well, no one needed to know that besides you.

Your stomach turned at the thought of them finding out. That you loved them both. A lot more than friends. Afraid they'd judge you, even though you knew, in the logical part of your brain, that they wouldn't. Ever.

You park your car next to Eddie's van and stomp up the steps of the trailer, ignoring the squeak they let out as you pass over them. The doors unlocked so you walk in, like always. Sighing deeply as the door shuts behind you, already feeling calmer. They both look from the tv to you, their heads moving in synch.

"Can I use your bedroom?" You grumble, shrugging out of your jacket and kicking your shoes off to join theirs in a pile on the floor. Eddie's face brightens as Steve frowns.

"Course you can!" Eddie makes to stand. And you know he's gonna come and hug you, and you want it, but you wanna lay in bed more. So you head straight to his room and fall on his bed with a grunt. Your face shoved into his pillow as you move around a bit, trying to get comfy. You settle on your side with a huff, and feel eyes on you.

Steve and Eddie are standing in the doorway, arms crossed, bothing giving you sympathetic looks.

"Bad day?" Steve asks, already moving toward you, he crouches by the bed, rests his hand on your shoulder. You nod, face still scrunched in a frown, you feel like you've been frowning all day.

"Did you eat yet?" He asks, his fingers moving gently through your hair. You shake your head, and Steve gives you a nod, pushes himself to his feet.

"I'll be back." He ruffles your hair and is gone again. And you... you don't know how he does it.

Because usually when people mention food around you, you immediately feel self-conscious, years of your mothers comments running through your head, but they way Steve asks, always, is full of concern, like he wants to make sure you're eating, not telling you you should be eating less.

"Need some love babe?" Eddie's voice cuts through your thoughts and you look at him, thinking, if he only knew. But you nod, once, still frowning. He claps his hands together once and rubs them together.

"Can do. Cuddles imminent. In three... two... one." His voice robotic as he walked toward you and then threw hismelf onto the bed, you rolled towards him, tried to hold yourself back but he grabbed you, curled himself around you, giving you a squeeze.

"Nuh uh. You're not gettin away I just landed!" He shouted, wiggling as he shook you in his arms. You determinedly keep the frown on your face, eyebrows knitted together as he lets you go, so you can turn and face him. He sees your frown and pouts at you dramatically.

"Wanna talk about it?" He ask, booping your nose gently with his finger, you scrunch your face but don't smile.

"Nothing to say really. Same shit." You sigh  shake your head. He nods, snuggles closer, moving to put his arm under your head so he can get in your space better. You sigh, fingers picking at the sheets between you.

"I just get so angry. And upset. And then I feel like an idiot because no one else is upset. Or cares? And I'm just there seething and full of rage." You huff, frowning at him. He smiles brightly, moves his hand up again and presses two fingers between your eyebrows, trying to sooth the frown, you bite your lip, fighting a smile.

"But that's just how we like you sweetheart. Seething and full of rage. I'm gonna write a song about you, call it that." He smiles again, his fingers dancing over your face gently before he moves again and takes your hand when you growl at him.

"But I get it. It sucks when your emotions are big like that. But the way I see it, and Steve too, it just means you care. And maybe you care too much, at your job at least, cuz that's never gonna fuckin change right?" He scoffs.

"If anything it just gets worse." You grumble. He nods.

"Exactly. But outside of work, when you're with us, or the kids, we like it. You're so emotive, and I mean shit, you and Dustin get together and it's like a full on shouting match, whether you guys are mad or not." He laughs, your cheeks flush. You have volume control issues, that's... definitely a thing, you groan and hide your face in his arm.

"Hey no! It's a good thing!" He laughs, cups your cheek to get your attention, and then you're staring at him, eyes wide, as he blinks at you, soft smile on his lips as his eyes flick to your mouth and then back, his tongue running along his lips he looks at you. You stare for a second longer and look away, rolling to lay on your back with a sigh.

"Yeah. I guess." You say, you wish you could see yourself the way Eddie does, or Steve, or all your friends. You feel Eddie press close again, his hand settles on your arm, warm and steady as he touches you.

"Want me to go set it on fire? So you don't have to go back for a few days?" Eddie asks, he's so close to you, whispering in your ear, and normally that would make you flush, or lose your train of thought, but his words make you laugh, loud and bright. It bursts out of you, and then you snort and grimace, but you're still chuckling when you look back at Eddie, he's still smiling. His head resting on his hand, he's up on his elbow now, looking down at you, his eyes so fucking fond.

"There she is! Welcome back sweetcheeks!" He says, poking your warm cheek and then pressing a kiss to it.

The air in the room changes, he pulls back, but not far, his breath warm on your face as he looks down at you, eyes hooded, his hand moves up your arm, your skin tingling under his touch, his hand warm through your shirt. Your breathing is shakey as his hand moves further, cups your cheek, his thumb moving over your skin slowly. Your breath catches in your throat when his eyes linger on your mouth. Your brow furrows, you're frowning again, this isn't... he can't be.

"Eddie?" You breathe, at the same time he says,

"Can I kiss you?"

You blink at him, sure he can't have just asked you that, he's with... with Steve. But he's looking at you, his hand still on your face, his thumb moving over your bottom lip now as your heart pounds.

"You- what? What about Steve?" You stammer, licking your lips, your breath faltering again as Eddie tracks the movement.

"Hmm?" Eddie hums, his teeth digging into his lip as he stares at you, you know that look, he's only half paying attention, lost in a day dream. You gulp, he's lost in a daydream while staring at your mouth, his thumb pressed into your lip now, softly, but the pressure is intoxicating.

"St- Steve. What about Steve?" You repeat, weakly. Eddie blinks, looking at your eyes again.

"Oh. Yeah. You can kiss him too." His voice is floaty, like he's still not completely paying attention to your concerns, your heart pounds harder at his words.

"What?" You grab his wrist, tug his hand away from your face and he blinks quickly, coming back to himself.

"What?" He asks, trying to look innocent.

"I can kiss him too?" You repeat his words, pointedly, squeezing his wrist tightly. He nods, once, and fucking shrugs again.

"Yeah. See?" He turns to look toward the door.

"Hey Steve! She can kiss you too, right?" He calls, both of you looking at the ceiling as you hear something fall in the kitchen, you glance at Eddie, he closes his eyes, holds up his finger, nods.

"Uuhh..." Steve's voice floats down the hall, you can hear footsteps,

"Yeaaah." Steve's voice again, closer now. He steps into the doorway, face amused as he looks at you and Eddie. Eddie still towering over you, more so now, he's propped up on his hand, his other hand still in your grasp, resting on your stomach as you gape at them. Steve leans against the door frame, smiling now as he gives Eddie a look.

"You jumped the gun on that a bit, don't you think?" Steve asks, cocking his head to the side. Eddie groans next to you, drops his head back.

"Maybe! The forth of July is so far awaayyy." He whines, looking at Steve with big eyes. Steve laughs, shakes his head. Your heart pounds in your ears as you look between them both, you're... so confused. Steve points between the two of you,

"Pause this conversation. I'm gonna go turn the oven off." He says, sounding so much like a mom. And though you're so fucking confused, pretty sure you might actually be dreaming, because what's happening can't be real, you and Eddie both freeze, like always when Steve tells you to pause. You glance at each other, both of your mouths are open, like you'd frozen in the middle of speaking.

You both start grinning, trying not to laugh.

"You can move idiots!" Steve calls from the kitchen. You and Eddie both break at the same time, laughing and falling into each other. You notice you're still holding his hand against your stomach and let him go quickly, looking away.

"Sorry." You mumble, but he doesn't move his hand, drums his fingers against your stomach until you look down, looking at his hand resting there, your cheeks flushing, not wanting him to touch your stomach. Not that he can't see it. But him touching is different. You push his hand away, move it to the bed next to you. He tilts his head, but keeps his hand where you put it. He opens his mouth, brow furrowed, like he wants to say something, but Steve walks back in with a clap of his hands, settling them on his hips as he looks at you both.

"Okay! Let's talk." He says, sounding... chipper. You and Eddie share a look and then snort at him.

"Wow." You say, an over impressed tone in your voice.

"Steve what the hell? How is that romantic?" Eddie asks, shaking his head, dropping it into his hands. You finally sit up, groaning as you almost tumble to the side, Eddie catches you and holds you steady before letting you go again.

"Romantic? You yelled down the hall to me Munson!" Steve huffs, his thumb pointing over his shoudler. Eddie makes a face, then shrugs. You laugh, they're so stupid.

"He was doing okay before that." You mumble, fingers clenching in the sheets, then letting go.

"Oh yeah?" Steve asks, his voice dropping, making your head feel fuzzy as he looks at you. He looks... hungry. He walks toward the bed and sits next you, you try to make room for him and find yourself pressed against Eddie, who doesn't move.

You look over your shoulder at him, find him smiling sweetly at you.

"Hi." He says, his teeth digging into his lip again as he rests his hand on your shoulder, fingers pressing into your soft skin through your shirt. You're about to say hello back when you feel a hand on your knee, Steve.

You look back to him, your head spinning as you realize you're trapped between them. Though you know trapped is a strong word, they'd never make you do anything you didn't want to, and you know they'd let you up if you wanted.

"You wanna kiss me?" You blurt, looking at Steve like he's lost his mind. He laughs, squeezes your knee, leans forward, his eyes dropping to your lips.

"Yeah. We do." He emphasizes the 'we' as Eddie drops his chin on your shoulder, plastering himself against your back, his arms snake around you, hands hovering in front of your stomach before he rests them on your thighs. The touch makes you jump, but most touches do, you're not used to being touched, not used to people wanting to touch you.

"But I- I mean really? Me?" You ask, your hands shaking.

"Yes. You." Eddie breathes into your shoulder, moving to press his lips against your shirt. Your heart flutters. Steve moves his thumb slowly over your knee.

"But I- wait what was that about the fourth of july?" You ask, getting side tracked, but they both chuckle.

"We had a plan." Steve says.

"Steve had a plan. I thought we should just ask you during movie night." Eddie noses into your neck, making you whimper, he moves his hands up then, pressing his palms to your stomach and then wrapping his arms around you. You shift a little, clearly uncomfortable.

"I'm not letting go this time." Eddie whispers, then stills.

"Unless you really want me too." He says, his arms start to let you go and you grab them, haulting their retreat.

"No! I- I mean no, it's... it's nice." You look into your lap but feel him smile into your neck as he nuzzles closer.

"Anyway. My plan was to ask you at the carnival. But someone, couldn't wait I guess." He huffs, rolling his eyes at Eddie. You snort, patting his arm.

"I have no regrets." He says, sounding absolutely sincere.

"Well, maybe one." He whispers, one hand moving up your side, settling over your cheek, turning your head to look at him.

"What? What one?" You ask, shivering when you feel Steve press closer, his chest pressing against your side as Eddie looks into your eyes.

"I shoulda just kissed you earlier. Yelling at Steve ruined the mood." He sighs, licking his lips.

"Wow rude." Steve breathes into your shoulder, pressing a kiss there as Eddie moves his thumb over your lip again.

"She was so concerned about you babe. Didn't want me hurting you. Isn't that right?" He's staring at your mouth again, you're pretty sure your lungs have given up at this point, you feel lightheaded and overwhelmed and you never want it to stop.

"Aww. Really? That's so sweet of you babygirl. To be so concerned for me. But it wouldn't hurt me. I want this too. Want you too." Steve drags his nose across the skin of your neck, pressing a kiss behind your ear, your body feels like it's on fire, pressed between Steve and Eddie, both of them... wanting you. Eddie's thumb presses into your lip, harder this time, drawing your attention, you swallow thickly.

"Is this really happening?" You breathe, hands shaking where they're holding Eddie's arm around your middle, your fingers clutching him tight. He nods, still staring at you, you feel Steve nod, then feel his hand move up your arm to rest on your neck, his thumb soothing the skin under your ear.

"It's real." Eddie breathes, moving closer.

"We want you. Is that okay sweetheart? You wanna be with us?" He asks, his breath warm as it hits your face.

"We see the way you look us. We're not stupid. Or blind." Steve says, his lips brushing your skin again.

"I don't think your st- I mean I wasn't- I'm sorry." You're not sure what to focus on. But the thought of them noticing you looking at them that way makes your stomach flip, though your current situation certainly suggests they didn't mind it too much.

"You don't have to be sorry honey." Eddie whispers, smiling at you, his thumb dragging your lip down before he releases it. You whine in your throat, looking at him with wide eyes, your heart pounding in your chest.

"We liked it. We like you. Obviously." Steve says, chuckling into your neck, pulling you closer to him, away from Eddie, but Eddie follows, leans after you, still cupping your cheek. You shiver again, so much attention on you, their attention on you, making you warm all over.

"W- I like you too. Obviously." You echo Steve's phrasing, rolling your eyes, exasperated, feeling a little out of control. Eddie laughs, deep in his throat.

"I'm gonna kiss you now." He whispers, licking his lips again, eyes on your mouth.

"And I'm gonna kiss you next." Steve whispers, making you laugh, light and airy, a little manic sounding, as Eddie closes the distance, presses his lips to yours.

You sigh into it, whining again when Eddie's tongue runs across your bottom lip, at the same time Steve presses his lips against your throat. Steve opens his mouth, licks at your skin, making you gasp. Eddie takes advantage of your suprise, tilts your head just so and slips his tongue in your mouth, running it over your teeth as you moan, exploring.

Eddie pulls back, rests his head against yours, letting you catch your breath. A task nearly impossible with Steve mouthing at your throat, his hand on the other side of it tugging you closer, his other hand has moved around your waist, his fingers digging into your soft stomach, like he needs you closer.

"Eddie." You breath, he smiles, kisses you again, soft and sweet. And then he's gone, his mouth moving down you cheek to your neck, Steve's hand moving up your neck to turn your head towards him. You're panting as you look at him, your body thrumming with a heat and energy you've never felt so intensely before.

"Hi there." He says, a smirk on his lips as he looks at you.

"Hi." You sigh, already closing your eyes as he leans in. His lips are warm, and wet from the attention he'd been showing your neck. You whimper again, overly conscious of the fact that maybe you're doing it too much. But you can't really help it, the boys you've been in love with for years were both kissing you, and pulling you close. Both of their hands tugging at you, but it didn't feel like they were fighting over you, just, holding you, and needing you, in tandem.

"Steve." You breath it into his mouth, he smiles into yours, his hands moving to hold your face, pulling you closer, so he can kiss you deeper.

"He's got you princess. Don't worry. We won't let you fall apart." Eddie whispers, licking a long path up your neck and making you squirm, your hands tangled in the front of Steve's sweater as he pulls back, dips back in, kisses your bottom lip, sucks it between his, and then brushes his nose up yours. He rests his head against yours, his hands settling on your neck. Both of you panting into the space between you.

Eddie kisses back down your neck and then rests his chin on your shoulder again. His hand reaches out, grabbing at Steve.

Steve smiles, his lashes fluttering as he leans forward, kisses Eddie deeply as he hums against your back. You watch them kiss, until they part and look at you. You look away quickly, cheeks flushing impossibly deeper.

"Hey. It's okay." Steve's fingers under your chin bring your gaze back up to them.

"You're with us now. You can watch us whenever you want. Okay?" He says it so easy. You nod, feeling hot all over.

"C'mere." Eddie says, tugging you down onto the bed, melding himself against your back, nose pressed into your hairline as he nuzzles into your neck. Steve settles down in front of you, tangling your legs and resting his hand on your side. You squirm at the touch, somehow still feeling uncomfortable, after all that. Steve frowns, presses closer.

"You're ours now. We're gonna touch you. But only if you want us too. Is this okay?" He moves his thumb against the fold in your side, you squeeze your eyes shut.

"It is. Or I- I want it to be. It might take some getting used to." You open your eyes, squinting at Steve, and finding him smiling soflty.

"We can help you get used to it." He whispers, kisses the tip of your nose. Eddie snuggles closer, his arm wrapping around your side, hand settling on your stomach again.

"Be more than happy to. Looking forward to it, actually." Eddie whispers into your hair, presses kisses down the back of your neck until he's snuggled against you again. You chuckle, eyes on Steve, he smiles fondly.

"He gets clingy." Steve says, like it's a secret.

"Shut up Steve. I've been waiting to get in on this for fucking ever man. Let me have this." Eddie hisses over your shoulder.

"Yeah Steve. Let him have this." You huff, but there's a laugh bubbling in your throat. Steve scrunches his nose, snorts, and then curls closer, pressing close to your chest, resting his head on your shoulder.

Your hand twitches, you want to reach out, to touch him, but you're not sure. Steve notices, because of course he does. He takes your hand, presses a kiss to your palm.

"You can touch me. I want you to." Steve nods, lets his fingers slip away from yours and you move your hand over his shoulder, and then up into his hair, moving your fingertips over his scalp until he's humming happily, his eyes falling closed.

"Feeling better?" Eddie asks, kissing at your shoulder now. You nod, cover Eddie's hand on your stomach with your own.

"Yeah. One hundred percent. Best fucking day ever." You breathe, squeezing Eddie's hand as he laughs against your skin.

You lay there, warm, and comfortable, as they hold you. Steve falling asleep with your fingers in his hair, Eddie mouthing lazily at your shoulder. You close your eyes, trying to memorize the feeling of them around you, in case you open your eyes, or wake up, and it's all a dream.

But you know in your heart it's not, a dream that is, it's real, they're here, with you. Because they want to be, they want to be with you. You lay between them, cozy and calm, and happy.

Turns out they were your boys all along.

#steddie x reader #steddie x plus size reader #plus size reader #steve harrington x plus size reader #eddie munson x plus size reader #steddie x fem!reader #x reader fic #my writing #mine #my fic

[mismess]

I’ve been going through your phone guy tag and I just- please god someone give that man a hug he deserves it (and whatever the opposite of a broccoli smoothie is)

I’ll eventually get to more proper drawings but by god he’s gonna get them HE’S GOTTA GET THEM

(He’s just gettin’ a lil overwhelmed give him a minute)

#FNAF #Phone Guy #Jeremy Fitzgerald #Doodles #Scotty Guy #Lekko's art #This hug is gonna keep this touched starved boy wiggling for days #Anonymous

[harveywritings92]

MHA/BNHA: They get severely injured and you heal them

You're recovery Girl's granddaughter you have a healing quirk called Angel's Glow, which requires skin on skin contact to work, small wounds, bruises and bone fractures are healed in seconds just by placing your hands on the injured area which will glow blue and repair damage, however wounds that are near fatal are different story. In that case, it’s kind of embarrassing, but you treat it how you would hypothermia, stripping down to your panties (or naked) and lay down holding that person close letting your healing aura cover them, of course you've never been in a situation where you've had to do that, pretty much keeping it reserved for your romantic partner, So when you got a call that your boyfriend was severely injured in a fight and his chances of survival aren't looking to good.

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Fatgum/Taishiro:

Reader's age 26.

The last thing Taishiro remembered was fighting this crazy strong villain with an equally strong quirk! So, one can imagine his confusion when the last thing he remembered before blacking out; was fighting as Fatgum and then waking up after who knows how long as Fitgum and in a stranger's bedroom hooked up to a very annoying heart monitor that would not. stop. beeping! Taishiro slowly sat up; with a grimace expecting to feel pain shooting all throughout his body the second he moved, but to his astonishment nothing happened... 

He was sure his left leg was broken during that fight! he cautiously wiggled his toes and jerk his left leg around, nothing no pain... in fact he felt great; giddy like he had just eaten an entire buffet of his favorite foods! But how did... His train thought was cut short when he felt an slender arm around his waist.

Taishiro suddenly became hyperaware of the other person, a woman. laying in the bed next to him! His heartrate spiked causing the monitor to start beeping rapidly!

The blond carefully reached over and gently pushed the woman's hair away from her face, the BMI hero felt a wave of relief wash over him upon seeing the calm sleeping face of his girlfriend Y/n starring back at him. But the relief quickly shifted to befuddlement, why was she here? he then noticed their apparent lack clothes, His yellow eyes widened and felt his face burn; Taishiro swallowed hard as he checked under blanket... why were they just wearing boxers and panties? 

Spotting a some of his spare clothes in Y/n's closet, Taishiro quietly and carefully got out of the bed; unplugged the Heart monitor before taking it off, and got dressed in his track pants and T-shirt, then careful got Y/n dressed in one of his hoodies before tucking her into bed, Just as Recovery-Girl popped her head in to check on them as she couldn't hear the monitor beeping anymore, and got worried she smiled seeing her *hopefully* soon to-be Grandson-law alive and healthy.  

"Oh thank goodness you're awake..."

"Yeah, I jus' woke up. Sorry for intruddin."

"It's nothing to be sorry for, though I'm sure you're confused how you aren't in a coma or dead."

"...What happened to me?"

Recovery-girl gave him the run down after he was put out of commission, Taishiro was in pretty bad shape, the out come was looking grim when Y/n ordered the ambulance be redirected to her private-practice which also doubled as her home, they got got one of her intern's to use their quirk which could burn off his fat, they cleaned his cuts and got him stitched up then the y/ht woman told everyone to go home; save for her grandmother and Kirishima who refused to leave his mentor until he was sure hew was going to be alright.

it was only when he saw Y/n taking her clothes off did the flustered teen ask about those guest rooms, she offered and recovery- Girl lead him out of the room, the y/ht woman slipped into bed next her her unconscious lover and activated her quirk, Tai's whole body was soon surrounded in veil of blue light that slowly started to repair and heal his broken body.

Taishiro smiled gently as he caressed Y/n's cheek making her wince in her sleep. "The poor thing must be exhausted over using her quirk for two days." the pride the tall man had felt to shifted into concern. "two days?!" he croaked he remembered Y/n telling him that her quirk can also transfer her patients pain onto her to the lessen their burdens, and if he was in really bad shape as recovery-girl described... "Is she gonna be okay?" he asked voice cracking, the old nurse frowned knowing that her granddaughter told him about her quirks pain absobtion. "Well, the next couple days won't be very pleasant for her, I may have to keep her sedated." the blond eyes started to burn as he watched Y/n sleeping soundly, vowing stay by her side and to take her on very nice vacation when this was all over, they could both use it.

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Shoto Todoroki:

Reader age 21, Shoto: 19

This poor touch-starved child was so confused and flustered when he woke up in a strange bed, wearing nothing but his boxers and y/n clinging to him very intimately, all while alarm-bells were going off in his head as part on his mind was still in fight or flight mode as he cautiously scanned his girlfriend expecting this to be a dream, and the villain that attacked him to pop-out at any moment...

After a few moments of waiting for the dream to end, Shoto cautiously used his fire to burn himself he winced feeling the pain burn his wrist, then the pain went numb the bi-colored haired man's brows furrowed before seeing the familiar blue aura from [y/wt] woman's quirk reverse the damage on his wrist, Shoto's stomach churred as realized what she had done, he carefully removed himself from the warm embrace of her bed and looked around the room for something to wear before spotting some a pair of sweat pants and a T-shirt left out for him, he changed then carefully got his girlfriend dressed into her PJs and her tucked in.

Shoto was the picture of calm as he kept a silent vigil over the [y/hc] woman carefully playing with her hair, but internally he was freaking out! Wondering how long had he been out for? and how long had Y/n been healing him? was she going to be okay?! he grimaced at he saw her wince in her sleep; even a blind man could see she was already suffering from the effects of over using her quirk! "Why would you do something so foolish?" he sighed using his cold half to keep Y/n's forehead cool he felt her temperature spike. "Love makes you do very rash decisions." Shoto jumped to see Recovery-Girl behind him and the dual quirked boy immediate bowed his head to her in forgiveness.

"Don't do that Todoroki, you don't need to apologize."

"But because me Y/n is..."

"It's not you're fault dear, Y/n knew the risks as soon as she heard you were in critical condition."

"How long were we like that?" he asked asked dreading the answer Recovery-Girl frowned as she checked her granddaughter's vitals over. "Four days, I won't lie the next couple days won't be kind to my Granddaughter." She saw Shoto wince knowing the guilt eating at him. "But knowing she has a handsome young man looking after her, should help her make a speedy recovery.~" the room's temperature suddenly spikes as a blush adorned Shoto's cheeks Recovery-Girl giggled jubilantly as she left the room leaving Y/n in Shoto's care.

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Touya/Dabi:

Reader age 25 (note you're quirk can't heal his scars (you've tried) you were childhood friends with him, he kidnapped you and keeps you in his safehouse!)

Dabi woke up that morning with a splitting headache, crap how much did he have to drink? he growled taking a sharp breath as his eyes adjusted to his dimly lit bedroom, trying to piece together what happened last night, when he caught something blue in the dim light at first he thought it was his quirk acting up, but then he noticed some of his staples were missing around his stomach...

The it all came flooding back to him one of the Nomus had gotten lose before it could be "trained" and went on a rampage the villains and a couple heroes on the league payroll stropped it, but not without consequences, the beast managed to take a bite out of Dabi's waist, the scarred man somehow managed to make it home... walking through the front door was the last thing he remembered before blacking out, then he felt his stomach drop when he realized that this blue glow wasn't his flames!

Dabi quickly turned the light on above his bed and found a sleeping Y/n hugging his waist her quirk overworking itself trying to fix his scars, which weren't healing because the tissue was to damaged to fix, "You idiot!" he barked getting out of bed, then paused when he felt a rush cold air on his everything, his teal eyes looked down... Yep, naked as the day he was born, he cussed and checked under the thin sheet Y/n had covered them in, same story.

He check her temperature she was freezing!  "Tch" Dabi quickly readjusted the sheet around his girlfriend's shivering body then went and put on some black sweat pants, he quickly went to drawers and grabbed a pair of boxers and a t-shirt and put those on his y/ht girlfriend, then grabbed the discarded blanket from off the floor covering the couple.

Dabi used his quirk to boost up his body temp while rubbing Y/n’s arms trying warm her up. the last thing he needed was her getting sick, however he paused his ministrations and checked his burner phone... shit it been 2 days since the incident! He had a lot of messages from the league demanding to know where he was, He should probably get around to telling them he's alive... meh, maybe after Y/n recovered those f-ckers will live. 

#boku no hero academia #bnha fanfiction #fatgum x reader #shoto todoroki x reader #dabi x reader #boku no hero x reader #my hero academy fanfiction #Healer! reader

[kasey-writes-stuff]

I just went with the romantic ending to be more self indulgent I hope you all don’t mind 🥺 /gen

You had been feeling very cuddly and like you just wanted nothing more than to be held. It had been a stressful few days with mini panic attacks throughout them and they made you feel very tired and touch starved.... You sat on discord talking to one of your best friends Dream and he could tell you were off and was trying to help comfort you and cheer you up while also keeping a surprise that would for sure cheer you up....

“I don’t know it’s just I get that they’re trying to just think of me and probably think there’s nothing wrong with what they’re doing and its fine there really isn’t anything wrong it’s just very stressful ya know? Because you know me I’m not one for meeting guys especially ones older than me and it just it feels like my mom especially is pressuring me and I just I’m trying to be honest but not be mean and make them upset with me you know” He nods “Well yea you’re probably right they probably mean no harm and mean the best just wanting you to be happy and have someone or to even just take a chance at having someone but you shouldn’t have to put yourself through this you shouldn’t have to feel like you have to walk on egg shells because you’re scared of upsetting them. You should be able to be straight forward okay? You need to think of yourself and your feelings more okay? Yes it’s important to think of others and yes it’s great that you do that but please just take a breathe it’ll all be okay” You smile very softly

“Thank you, I really can’t thank you enough for always being here for me I-“ suddenly there was a knock at the door you blinked surprisingly and turned your head, Dream had to hide a smile “whos that were you expecting someone?” You think for a moment before shaking your head and switching Dream to your phone “no not that I can remember” you heard another knock and grabbed to it phone heading to the door, Dream still holding back a smile as he patiently watches your face waiting for you to open the door... You finally open the door but just as you do a fist hits your forehead... you yelp in pain stumbling backwards slightly before you hear a suddenly very familiar voice.... you look up and... ITS JACK MANIFOLD

“Ow!” “Oh my gosh! I am so sorry love!” You blink a few times before running towards him jumping into his arms, he laughs softly as he catches you “haha hi y/n” You smile widely as you say “hi Jack! What are you doing here?!” He smiles as he says “Well we’ve been talking about wanting to meet up for ages and I know you’ve been having a rough few days so I just figured what the heck! And so I booked a flight and now here I am!” You giggled as you got out of his arms “And here you are!” Suddenly you heard dream’s little cheers and giggles “yes! I got it woo!” You looked down at your phone that laid on the ground having dropped it when you ran and hugged Jack “I forgot I was even on call with you nerd, what exactly did you get?“ He smiled “oh nothing just a a screen recording of your face when you first saw Jack!” Jack giggled softly and you rolled your eyes “oh boy can’t wait for you to torment me with that later” Dream laughed softly “hehe yep can’t wait!” You rolled your eyes again “I’m gonna hang up now” Dream scoffed “what! No don’t hang up! I wanna talk to Jack!” You laughed “nope sorry Dream Jack is all mine!” Jack blushed softly as he laughed

“Yep I’m all theirs Dream! See ya mate!” You hung up on dream and laughed “come on let’s get inside!” Jack nodded and grabbed his bags, you showed him the guest bedroom and let him settle in as you went to the kitchen to find a snack... you settled on some easy Mac and stood scrolling on Twitter while waiting for it to heat up, you were distracted and didn’t hear Jack come in... he snuck behind you and squeezed you sides “BOO!” You shrieked in surprise and jumped from the scare and the squeeze... you nervously blushed and couldn’t help the small giggle that slipped out “AH JACK! Ha” He laughed “I’m sorry love I’m sorry I had to!” He noticed your blush “Hold on why are you blushing?” You nervously looked away “uh no reason just happened because you scared me I guess...” He eyed you questioningly “no no I think there was another reason the question is what was the reason?” You blush nervously “I uh nothing there was no other reason” He titled his head as he curiously reached out and squeezed your sides again

You jump and squeak and suddenly he connects the dots “Oh I see! I get it! You’re ticklish!” You hold your hands up nervously and defensively “J-jack no!” He grins “what I didn’t even say I was gonna do anything love” you light heartedly glare “jack... I know you.... you’re not just gonna ignore this kind of information...” He laughs as he says “yea you’re right!” He gently resumes squeezing your sides and then wiggling his fingers on them before he begins just haphazardly tickling any part of your upper body that he could reach! You shriek before falling into giggles and laughter “GAH JAHAHhahahahcckkkj NOHOHOHOHOO!” He snickers “I think you mean jack yes” he smirks as his hands travel to your hips his eyes widening as you shriek “AAHH NOT THERE!” He grins smugly “Oh not here? Hmm little bit too ticklish here love?” You nod and he says “Welp too bad! Haha!” He begins squeezing your hips with varying intensities causing for you to fall into shrieking laughter! He continues for a few moments before hiccups lace tour laughter that being his cue to stop... he slowly comes to a stop and helps you up off the ground trapping you in a hug!

You giggle residually as you hug him back, he smiles happily hugging you for a few minutes, leaving a kiss on the top of your head before releasing you... You smile and get your easy Mac out of the microwave and take jacks hand with your other and lead him to the living room, he lays down on the couch and you cuddle against him as you turn on the flash... You watch a few episodes as jack cuddles you happily, he presses a few random kisses to the side of your face and top of your head before leaving a few on your neck... he stops and leans his head back curiously “Uh y/n...” you look at him “yea jack?” He looks at you “why aren’t you giggling?” “What?” “Why aren’t you giggling” you look at him questionably and then it clicks “Oh.. oh! Yea my neck isn’t t-tic... you know” He blinks a few times “what no way!” You nod “Yea I don’t know just never has been..” he shakes his head “bloody lucky bloke” you giggle softly “what was that?” His eyes widen as he blushes “n-nothing!” You smirk as you turn and go to press a kiss to jack’s neck but he shrieks and giggles scrunching up his neck before you can do so

You laugh softly “nohoho way this is gold!” Suddenly it hits you both what you were both just doing and you blush dark red embarrassedly.... both of your love languages being touch you didn’t think much of the neck kisses at first until you realized how it could be taken... you both look away from each other but then slowly back to each other... you look at each other’s eyes and then your lips and then back at your eyes... you each nod softly before the distance is closed and your lips connect... they stay connected for a few moments before you both pull away

Jack is first to speak “so uh does this mean what I think it means?” You smirk softly “well what do you think it means?” He smirks softly “Well I think it means you’re my girlfriend” You smirk softly “Well maybe it does” he scoffs “Whatch do you mean maybe?! That’s not an answer!” You giggle “Fine yes it does mean that” He grins smugly “Now that’s more like it” you roll your eyes and kiss him once more

The end

#switch!jack ? #switch!reader? #idk whether to tag fics where both the people get tworded switch or not #cause I think it’s kinda switch but- idk #like jack is the one to start the twords #but then at the end he gets tworded too #jack manifold x reader

[well-its-not-human-anymore]

Touch starved/ hurt reader - hcs or scenarios the turtles? Reader super cool regarding friendship, like funny and open etc etc, but if someone tries to do anything that implies a bit more regarding romantic stuff they are kinda like oop- no. Reader is kinda jumpy and just freezes when someone’s they like does any kind of affection ( blushes a lot, try to run away and avoid those situations) people have taken them for granted which has make them a bit cold and defensive in that area- they want to be more affectionate ( which they know deep down it’s what they crave) but it’s kinda they are a scared / angry cat? Please, hope this makes sense, thank you

( also regarding looks and gender I think you can go with they/them so everyone can see a look but if themselfs in the scenario, and if you are going to any kind of skin ship, make the reader extremely defensive over their arms and tummy pls, I do love hugs but if anyone touches my hips I’ll try to get away so fast omg sbbtjfjdkdksn and I will just close off momentarily, I absolutely hate it, I’m more on the heavy side ( talk and chubby ) and if anyone’s touches the “giggly” parts I get extremely upset ( because of how ppl havemade fun of it over the years) and I think the boys would be very “??? What?” To that reaction cuz they didn’t think it was some thing bad to have? ( like a more soft and chunky/chubby body) because they haven’t been exposed long enough to society’s judgment or beauty standards ( I mean they know about! The ones who would have read more about it maybe it’s Leo and Donnie, but what I mean maybe they have never experienced something like this - themselfs irl) Eitherway this ask is already so long omg I’m sorry and thank you, if it’s too much you don’t have to do it, have a good night/ day!)

Okay first of all I love you and I would die for you. You are a perfect human being and there is literally no one else like you. Your body does a damn good job of keeping all of your organs in place and that's what matters. If anyone tells you different you rock their absolute shit.

And don't worry, I understood the request perfectly so no worries on that, I've got a similar body type except I'm really short. But I'm also super defensive over being touched or having those parts of my body perceived, so trust me when I say you're not alone. We be vibing with this together.

Now to the writing!

TMNT Headcanons

Boys reacting to a touch starved/defensive reader

Michaelangelo

Look man, our boy here is body positivity central, he thinks you look amazing and he wants everyone to know it

As far as you two go he's your best friend, your homie, your main man

So of course he's gonna wanna show you off, why wouldn't he?

He doesn't think you'd have a reason to not be okay with it, you've always been playful with him and his brothers

So obviously there's some widespread confusion once Casey gets tossed into the mix

All Mikey had done was reach behind him and snag you by the waist to pull you over

That was all

The words "and this is my best friend, y/n" never got the chance to leave his mouth

He was definitely not expecting you to squeak out in protest and scramble away from him as fast as humanly possible

Your face was burning red and you were clutching your sides, desperately trying not to bare your teeth in defence

Mikey couldn't help but feel heartbroken

Was there something wrong with him?

You sent Casey an unenthusiastic wave before turning on your heel and basically running out

Leaving a very confused orange turtle behind you

When he finally managed to catch up to you later you rushed to explain why you'd reacted the way you did

You couldn't stand his expression when you explained that no- you didn't think he was disgusting and no, he hadn't done anything wrong.

But he did seem baffled at you telling him that it was because you hated being touched there.

"Look Mikey, I've got no problem with the whole contact thing but you gotta give me a warning or something before you go around grabbing me. Okay?"

He was 100% fine with that

Anything to make you comfortable

But you both got to the point of being able to laugh at your reaction to the turtle trying to hold your hand

"Seriously Michaelangelo, I have a reputation to maintain. How am I supposed to do that when you're giving me feelings?"

Donatello

It completely baffled him

By all accounts it didn't make sense

You threw around compliments like you were playing hot potato and for whatever reason you'd always find someway to playfully flirt with him

But the second one of his brothers suggested something other than the innocent friendship the two of you had you would shut down completely

And coincidentally those types of comments were made at the most inconvenient times

Nothing screamed awkward more than you going stone cold and standoffish over a piece of pie

Bubbly and excited one moment, tossing around those positive affirmations to your favorite people

And staring murderously at an inanimate object the next

You were like an unsolvable rubix cube to him

But he was determined to figure you out

"Y/N?"

You didn't appear to be busy, just sitting on the haphazard bunk in your makeshift area with a book in your lap

The others had gone out on patrol and you weren't sure where Splinter was at that particular moment which left you and Donnie holding down the lair until they got back

The perfect time to approach the subject

"Hey y/n? Can I ask you something?"

His voice always got a little louder when you were alone, less afraid of being overheard. You looked up with a smile

"Fire away Dove."

His cheeks flushed in surprise

"uhhhhh... whydoyounotlikeme?"

You set your book down and leaned forward to stare at him

"Elaborate."

And he did, god he did, he did it at the speed of sound of course, but you caught every word

let me tell you, this boys heart broke for you when you told him that you did like him

you really really did

but the thought of being romantically involved with anyone made you shut down

Donnie assured you that it was fine

he'd wait for you as long as you needed

Raphael

Look, Raph knows a thing or two about being self conscious

out of all of his brothers he's the one who worries about his appearance the most

but you- holy shit he thinks you're the most amazing, perfect human in the world

so when he finds out that you hate being touched and that thinking about relationships makes your skin crawl he doesn't know whether to genuinely cry for you or punch someone in the mouth

both is okay

You'd always been very bold with your words and sometimes you'd even joke that you couldn't even tell when you were flirting with him

it just slipped out

and hearing that even though you could pull that off as easy as breathing and compliment all of them endlessly but you struggled to be comfortable in your own body?

that was a lot to unpack in one sitting

but the longer he sat with you and listened to you talk him through it the more he understood

sure, it was horrible

and he wouldn't likely stop thinking about hurting the people who'd done this to you (there'd be too many to count)

but you had a way of making him understand things

it was his favorite thing about you

"Uh- you know y/n, I uh- personally I think you look great. Like- all the time."

plz insert awkward finger guns here

there, your playful smirk was back and you were wiggling your eyebrows at him

"Awhhhh... is that Raph I see having feelings?"

Leonardo

he'd done enough listening and reading to know how society treated people who it thought was different

and he hated that you'd had to experience that for most of your life

when it came down to it and he saw that you had become particularly hard on yourself he took it upon himself to check in with you

that's how you'd started meditating with him

and you'd found it quite relaxing if you were completely honest

Leo told you that meditation was the best way to connect with your body and understand it

you hoped that in time you would understand what he meant by that

but the positive affirmations were doing something, so you'd take it

he'd always encourage you when you couldn't yourself

and always jump to your defense when the others got a little to out of bounds with their words

you still would noticeably flinch when touched without warning

they were all working with that

and he still found himself saddened that you'd recoil back into your protective walls if anyone mentioned anything inherently romantic

but you were coming around

and he was endlessly proud of you for that

Alright I hope I was able to get down what you were thinking. This one definitely took the most contemplating out of any of the requests I've gotten so I hope you like it!

#tmnt x reader #tmnt bayverse #tmnt headcanons #tmnt leonardo #tmnt raphael #tmnt donatello #tmnt michelangelo #tmnt 2k16 #request #ask response #askbox

[staywritten]

A Love That Lasts│Bang Chan│II

A Love That Lasts │ Chapter II

Synopsis: You’ve spent the last two years, helping your very handsome next door neighbor raise his adorable daughter. The two of you fell into a routine before you knew it. And now you had this little family. You couldn’t help but fall for him. 

Genre: Parent!Au, Dad!Bang Chan, Fluff, Nonidol!Au, smut in a later chapter

Word Count: 2303

Part I

Felix opened the door to Chan’s apartment, heading straight for the fridge “G’day Channie-Hyung” he grabbed the orange juice, helping himself to a glass.

Chan sighed looking back to his computer “You do know this is breaking and entering right?”

“Hey, you’re the single dad, not locking his door here, who’s really at fault?” He scoffed, tossing back his juice. “Anyway, how’s my favorite niece?”

“Fair” Chan closed his laptop before joining Felix in the kitchen. “And your only niece is fine, just changing her outfit for the umpteenth time this morning.” his eyes narrowed “I feel like it’s for a boy and I wanna fight him already”

“Chan relax he’s five” he chuckled. “Besides you can’t deprive Minseo of dating the way you deprive yourself.”

“I’m not deprived. I just haven’t found anyone” he grumbled to himself.

“You’re not looking either, come on let me set you up on a date” he groaned “You know my coworkers are always asking about you. You know Yeji right? Any time you stop by my shoots she always tries to get me to give her your number” 

“I don’t need to date, I’m content really.” He chuckled lightly. “Besides Felix I’m a dad, I’m sure some twenty-year-old model isn’t trying to date me”

“Ok, first off you’re hot so please give yourself more credit and secondly, I’ll lay off but it’s been like five years since Minseo’s mom... you telling me you don’t have any needs? You don’t get lonely? Or even want Minseo to have a mom? I’m not saying going on a date is gonna change all that but, don’t close the door to it”

“Felix please-”

“Fine, fine. But tell me does this have anything to do with a certain sexy doctor next door? Are you two finally…?” he waved his hands around in the air vaguely while wiggling his eyebrows. 

“No! She’s my friend. My very beautiful and caring friend. But a friend”

“First of all, if she's only a friend, you wouldn’t have had to say it that many times, sounds like you’re trying to convince yourself of that. Secondly, it’s been like two years, You seriously not gonna make a move? You two are practically married, do you realize that right?”

“We are not! She’s just my frien-neighbor, occasionally she helps out with Minseo just like you, Jisung, and Changbin.”

“You guys eat dinner together like every night” he crossed his arms over his chest, looking at him in disbelief.

“She lives alone, and she said it’s no trouble cooking for two more.” he sighed. “I know what you’re thinking, our relationship isn’t conventional but it’s completely platonic. Stop looking at me like that Felix. I can have platonic feelings and recognize that she’s hot”

The door swung open as you popped in. Your smile instantly brightening the room. “Hey, Felix! It’s been a while” you wave before shouting down the hallway “Minseo! Baby let’s go, I’m dropping you off today”

Chan turned to you and smiled, meeting you near the door “Thanks for taking her today”

“It’s no problem, good luck at work today, oh and remember to pick up dinner on your way back. I already placed an order for tonight”  you smiled, absently adjusting his button up, smoothing down the collar. “There, now you look ready for a meeting” 

“I got it, I got it” he smiled shyly. “Thank you” His eyes twinkling meeting yours. He reached for your hand, giving it a warm squeeze. “Seriously, thank you for everything”

There was something about how he was looking at you that just made you feel so shy, before you could say anything you heard Minseo running down the hallway, her little feet padding against the wood floor. ‘I’m reaaaaadddddy!” She came barreling out, backpack bouncing as she hugged Chan and gave him a kiss “ByeBye Daddy, byebye Uncle Felix” You held her hand, before kissing Chan on the cheek and walking her out, giving them a final wave. 

“See you tonight Chris”

Chan knew he was done for the minute you pressed your lips against his cheek, and his first reaction was to try and chase your lips. It was the subtlest of moves, but he caught himself. Hoping that Felix hadn’t noticed. He closed the door after watching you two disappear down the stairs, only to be met with Felix’s judgmental stares. 

“Mate, are you kidding me?”

“I… that was pretty domestic wasn’t it?” he raised his brow nervously. 

“It felt like a damn sitcom, I mean it was cute as hell but still”

“Ok, ok set up your little blind date, I’ll go” he groaned. 

“You sure man? Like you two are really cute, you could just ask her out”

“I can’t man...it feels like I’m taking advantage of her...I don’t want her to date me out of a weird obligation she has for Minseo...and like...what if I mess it up?”

“Bro, I don’t understand how your self-esteem got this low but I’ll handle setting up your blind date. I’ll even babysit Minseo for you”

“Thanks, Man”

You walked into your office, placing your bag on your desk. Traffic was pretty light, and Minseo’s school brought you closer to the highway so you made excellent time. “Good Morning Dr. Lee~” you smiled as you looked over your patient files for the day, seeing your colleague walk in. 

Minho gave you a knowing smile “You sure look chipper today. Did you finally make a move on your hot neighbor”

You groaned covering the rising heat on your face. “Ugh please don’t remind me, I’m mortified. This morning I went to his place to pick up his daughter and bring her to school”

“Ugh you guys are sickening, that’s so cute” Minho rolled his eyes, sipping his coffee. “What happened? You jump his bones?”

“You’re disgusting” you scoffed before sinking in your seat. “He was just so cute, and he had a meeting this morning so he was all dressed up and like, I dunno I couldn’t help it. I was fixing his shirt, and like leaned in and kissed his cheek and ugh” you squealed hiding in your arms. 

“Oh my god, this is like foreplay for you isn’t it? You’re so touch starved, that really got you this worked up”

“Oh shut it Minho” you pouted. “He’s just so cute…”

“So when’s the wedding?”

“At this rate, Minseo is gonna get married before me” you sighed.

“Who’s fault is that? You’re attracted to him, you love his daughter, she loves you. You guys are literally a family. What’s stopping you from dating him?”

“I just don’t want to ruin this…”

“Ruin what? Your relationship? Why do you feel like you guys are gonna fail? Don’t you think it’ll be harder for Minseo to have to adjust to another woman in her life aside from you? She’s known you for half her life, as far as she’s concerned you’re family.” he sighed. “Think about it, you’re trying to avoid awkwardness from failing at a relationship because you don’t wanna lose what you have, but if Chan finds someone else and she is perfect for him you’re gonna lose Minseo and him because what woman is gonna want you around?”

Your eyes widened as his words sank in. He had a point, you were fighting to keep what you could untouched for as long as possible, but there was a chance that someone could take them from you and it broke your heart. 

“I’m not trying to scare you...But just maybe talk to him and see if the attraction was mutual”

His words were in the back of your mind all day, any moment you weren’t throwing into your work or patients it was lingering. Did you really stand a chance with him? Could there be a future? 

“If it isn’t my favorite Doctor” a low voice called out of your thoughts, making you look away from the charts. 

“Oh Hey, Dr. Kim” you gave him a cordial smile. 

“I told you to call me Woojin” he gave you that toothy smile, taking a seat on your desk. “How’s your day going?”

“Steady, it’d be even better if my nurse could finish his rounds” you called out a little louder seeing nurse Hyunjin going for yet another cup of coffee outside your office.

“I’m on it” he chimed.

Woojin chuckled before clearing his throat. “So...tonight me and a bunch of the guys are going drinking.”

“The guys?” you raised a brow. 

“Seungmin from pediatrics, Minho from ER, Jihyo and Naeyeon from neuro, a few of the nurses.” he smiled “You wanna come? It’ll be at the pub down the road.”

“Thank you for the invite but I’m busy after work”

“Can’t it wait?”

“I’m picking up a little girl from school. I’m not gonna make her wait” you gave him a forced smile, not liking to defend yourself. 

“Sorry” he raised his hands in defeat. “It won’t be until later, like 11pm since Minho doesn’t get off until then so...if you find yourself with the time swing by.” he smiled “I’ve worked with you for years but I feel like I barely know you.”

“And your way of getting to know me, is at a loud bar with all our co-workers?”

He laughed “You have a point. Maybe we can do coffee sometime.” he pat your desk before heading out. “I’ll text you the address for tonight just in case.”

“Later” you waived, shaking your head. 

After work you grabbed Minseo from school, and she told you every single thing about her day and how her teacher Mr. Yang complimented her dress and all the new hairstyles she wanted to try. Once you got her home and washed up the two of you winded down with some tv as you practiced making her the perfect pigtails for school tomorrow. 

It took the entire day but you finally built up the courage to talk to Chan about your feelings, and possibly address this obvious attraction. You figured you weren’t gonna jump right into Hey, lets date. But somewhere along the lines of. You feel this too, right?

“I’m home” Chan chimed, setting his laptop down just in time to catch his daughter running at full force into his arms. “Hey Baby” he showered her with kisses. “I missed you!”

“How much?” she giggled between his kisses 

“To the moon and back!” he spun her playfully, laughing with her as she giggled. He gave you a tired smile “I even remembered to pick up dinner”

“Perfect”, I was starting to worry since you were late” you smiled helping him unpack it as he had his hands busy with his daughter. Looking over at his stuff, your brows furrowed at the clothing store shopping bag “You did some shopping on your way home?”

“...I did” he faltered, setting Minseo down so she could grab her ribbon from school. He rubbed his neck nervously. “Felix set me up on a blind date tomorrow, and I didn’t have anything appropriate to wear. He thinks I’m out of touch, so he helped me find something”

“Oh…” you almost hated yourself for how obviously disappointed you sound. “Anyone I know?” you practically slammed the container down, trying to figure out what to do with this surging uncomfortable feeling.

“No... Um she’s one of Felix’s model coworkers...” his voice small, all of his nerve dissipating seeing your shift in mood.

You were never one to hide your feelings. You wore your heart on your sleeve. Deceiving people was not one of your strong points. Your eyes shifted down before you forced a laugh. “Wow, a model...that’s nice. I’m sure you’ll look great in what Felix picked out” you unpacked the dinner quicker, clearing your throat to try to ignore the rising tension. 

Chan just stood there, fiddling with his watch, rocking on the heels of his food. Each tick of the second hand on the clock, acting almost like a constant reminder of how awkward it felt. 

“...Did you need a babysitter for tomorrow?” you finally asked after the suffocating silence.

“No...Felix is gonna watch her…” Chan fiddled with his fingers awkwardly. The mood between you two fell instantly, and suddenly he regretted this whole blind date thing. Was it presumptuous to assume you were upset because of him? “I...are you ok…?”

Are you ok? What kind of question is that anyway? It always prompted such a negative response from you. If you had to ask someone if they were ok, that meant they very obviously seemed bothered. And yet there it is slapping you in the face alongside the only acceptable answer to follow up the question with because of social niceties. “I’m fine.” you gave him a bright, tight-lipped smile that didn’t quite reach your eyes. “I...I’m just starving” you tried to blink away the tears that threatened to fall. 

Minseo came out of her room holding her ribbon “This is what Mr. Yang gave me today he said I had the best outfit because it was a blue day and we learned about everything blue and my dress was blue” she beamed. 

“Beautiful Baby, I’m so proud of you” Chan picked her up “You ready for dinner?”

“I’m so ready!” 

Chan sat her down in the chair and looked back toward you. “You ready to eat?”

And there was something about seeing Minseo’s face that just broke you. She frowned seeing your face. Your eyes were glazed over but you were smiling. But it wasn’t like your warm and bright smile she loved. You looked so sad.

She was always so sensitive to her surroundings, Kids were licked that, they could tell when you were sad, and they weren’t afraid to ask questions. And you couldn’t bring yourself to keep up the act in front of her. “Um actually. I just remembered” you laughed “I had a dinner thing tonight with my co-workers, a bunch of stressed doctors drinking tonight at the pub” you clapped your hands “Honestly I’m such a clutz, how could I forget?”

“But you just said you were hungry…” Chan frowned watching you gather your things. “You don’t have time to eat even a little?”

“I don’t. I forgot I have to dress up for this” you smiled, doing everything in your power to avoid looking at him. 

“You’re not eating dinner with us?” Minseo frowned.

“I’m sorry Baby…” you smoothed down her hair not wanting her to feel sad. “I forgot I had to do a work thing...But I’ll tell you what, I’ll stop by tomorrow after I get off of work to tell you a story.”

“Promise?”

“Promise” you wrapped your pinky around hers before pressing your thumb against hers. 

As you walked out, mumbling a small goodbye to Chan he grabbed your arm. His body moving before he could think, just hating this awkward feeling between you two. “Hey seriously...are you ok…?”

“I’m fine.” you gave him a weak smile.

And he didn’t have it in him to fight you on it. Like it wasn’t his place, because after all, you were just neighbors. 

You returned to your apartment and it suddenly felt far too big and far too empty for you. Sighing and slumping against your door. Of course, he’d start dating eventually... It just really sucked that he wanted to start the moment you realized that maybe you stood a chance to date him. 

And it wasn’t your place to tell him to not go. What were you even supposed to say? Hey, I know you’ve been completely platonic friends for the past two years but, hey I really like you sorry I waited for you to literally have a date before I told you? You wiped away the stray tears that fell down your cheek. 

Would it have been better if Minho never made you come to terms with your feelings? Perhaps, but a part of you knew that you would have been heartbroken regardless. All you could do now is to pick up the pieces and cherish what’s left of the time you had with Chan and Minseo. 

To be continued… 

▶Chapter III

I’m sorrryyyyyy 

this chapter went on a little longer than I planned so my series went from a 3 parter to 5 parter but don’t worry it’ll be uploaded quickly

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I know how it feels to not sleep- Maybe some cuddly ego headcannons? I'm in a soft mood since I can't sleep either

❤️ thanks friend

got away from me a little AGAIN

anyway if there’s an ego you want to see and i didn’t put down, i’ll do my best! just send me an ask

okay

Cuddly Ego Headcanons

Illinois

not actually a big cuddler on the road

need to be aware of dangers yknow

danger around every corner

BUT get this man on adventure leave? or whatever?

sleeps so god damn soundly, and basically on top of you

it’s annoying in summer, or if you can’t breathe, or if you need the bathroom, or if you need water, or if—

it’s nice to know he wants you safe in his arms, though, so you can’t mind TOO much

Yancy

oh this poor boy

touch-starved like you wouldn’t believe

mandatory cuddle time is shorter than you’d imagine at happy trails penitentiary

you give him physical affection? he’s yours the rest of the day. rest of time, probably

remarkably good at head/scalp/hair stuff

will hum as you’re cuddling if he’s particularly comfy

does not care which spoon so long as there is spooning happening

Magnum

a Big Dad

good at big bear hugs bc he’s Massive

not the cuddliest pirate at sea

but he won’t turn down his first mate’s request if they’ve shown him the true treasure that is friendship

you gotta be careful though

he’s a salty dog with strong arms— prepare for stink and crunch

he doesn’t mean it, if that helps

Dark

kinda covered him already but.... i’m a simp

not an initiator but DEFINITELY a reciprocator

cool to the touch— sometimes a bonus

very solid and comforting presence (if you’re being held)

sometimes his aura gets carried away and you have like six other arms of void energy around you but yknow

not a wiggle worm! stays in one spot thankfully

likes putting his chin on top of your head

Wilford

oh my GOD

this man loves a cuddle

you have never seen a man so excited at the slightest hint of a cuddle

strong and warm and smells so sweet it’s like a bear hug from a cotton candy machine

will not let you go. you’re stuck with him now. have a fun life.

but seriously he’s Good At It

does not care how, just wants cuddles

Google

Don’t.

but in all seriousness... if you make him, like as an ‘okay, google’ order, he will

but he will not be pleased

all of human knowledge and you don’t know how to cuddle huh?

he’s warm though

catch those fans whirring

“are you blushing?” “no. i am overheating. let me go.”

Eric

don’t cuddle him he’ll die!

he’s not used to physical affection and it’s a lot for him

any kind of affection is too much

when you eventually work up to it, it’s very quick and very hesitant

like you can feel he wants it but he’s scared

i don’t know if he’ll ever get really comfortable with it

but with time and patience, maybe

Actor

how in the hell did i forget him????

he loves attention so... go wild

there’s always gonna be some kind of kissing involved. sorry. that’s just who he is.

squeezes a little too tight for comfort he wants to keep you

firm big spoon but he’d prefer little spoon if he just TRIED IT. MARK.

yeah you aren’t getting up. he’ll whine until you come back.

wants you close at all times for maximum giving and receiving. of affection. yeah.

#asks #planninganotherheist #markiplier egos #ego stuff #fg writes #ego headcanons

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FINDING HOME (A SANDERS SIDES FANFIC)

CHAPTER ONE: JANUS

Logan loves baking. LOVES it. Cooking? Not so much. Cooking involves a lot of improvising and making adjustments that feel right. It’s less of an exact science and has more wiggle room for doing whatever you want. Sure, Logan will get in the mood to experiment with dishes, but otherwise he leaves the cooking to Patton.

But baking?

Baking is Logan’s way of relaxing. It’s all precise measurements and careful direction reading. After a stressful day of working through Thomas’s schedule and helping him stay on task, Logan will sometimes just take over the kitchen and bake. He especially likes baking because the others love to eat whatever dessert he’s cooked up. Not only that, but when Logan is struggling to offer emotional support or comfort for one of the others, he’ll bake them their favourite dessert.

Virgil’s having a bad day where everything’s just too much? An hour or so later, Logan is knocking at his door, a giant chocolate chip cookie with a scoop of ice cream in his hands. Patton having a day where the blues just won’t let up? Boom, Logan’s whipping out a chocolate lava cake. Roman wants to have a treat himself day after a particularly successful performance? The mixed berry pie is almost ready to be taken out of the oven and oh boy does that crust look just delicious (the secret ingredient is a spoonful of extra lemon juice or vanilla).

Logan keeps a special recipe book full of everyone’s favourite baked goods. He writs in extra notes about how Patton really likes just about any dessert that involves pastry because yum, how Virgil prefers chocolate desserts when his anxiety is running particularly high but on good days prefers berry tarts, how Roman adores cinnamon rolls and anything that has a kick or spice to it, and how Remus loves to have as many gummy worms in chocolate mud pies as possible.

But somehow, he keeps overlooking Deceit. Deceit, who has one bad day after another. Deceit, who keeps messing up and hiding because he’s afraid they’ll yell at him. Deceit, who everyone hates. Deceit, who cries when no one’s around and lies about it. (What’s wrong with you, Deceit?” “Maybe I’m a liar.”). He doesn’t mean to, it’s just that Deceit isn’t around the other Sides much.

Then one day Patton asks if anyone’s seen Deceit, Thomas needs to lie about forgetting to study. And the Sides realise no one’s seen him in days. They elect Logan to find him, and Logan looks.

And looks.

And looks.

And looks.

And l o o k s.

And finally, finds Deceit in his room, curled up into a ball on his bed, crying while wearing one of Virgil’s hoodies.

“Deceit?” Logan knocks lightly, and feels ashamed when Deceit flinches.

“W- what did I do wrong th- this time?” Deceit chokes out through his tears, and Logan belatedly realises Deceit has feelings.

Deceit has feelings, and not one of the Sides has ever said a kind word to him. Deceit has feelings, and the Sides might very well have made him depressed because of their insensitivity.

Deceit has feelings, and Logan makes a choice to try and help him. He’s just as important as the other Sides, isn’t he?

“We’re worried about you. No one’s seen you in days…” Logan trails off, unsure how to continue.

“How long?” Deceit asks in the choked up voice Logan is trying to get used to.

“What?” Logan doesn’t know what he means.

“How long did it take you to notice I was gone?” Deceit asks.

Logan can’t lie, Deceit will know if he does.

“Today. Patton brought it to attention because Thomas needs to lie.” Logan says, knowing Deceit will want the full truth.

“Do you want to know how long I’ve been in here, hoping one of you would notice? And when you finally do, it’s only because you need me to do something?” Deceit says, and Logan is slowly getting used to the choked up voice.

Deceit won’t lie about this, Logan knows. He doesn’t know how to act, and that means he doesn’t know how to fake the pain in his voice.

“How long?” Logan asks, sitting on the edge of the bed and knowing he won’t like the answer.

It still comes as a shock when he hears it.

“Three months.” Deceit whispers, and starts crying harder.

Logan doesn’t know what to do. His usual choice would be to bake something, but he doesn’t know what type of dessert Deceit likes.

He suddenly realises no one knows what Deceit likes to eat. Have any of them even seen Deceit eat anything?

“Deceit…” Logan wants to hug the deceptive side, knowing instinctually that this isn’t a trick.

They didn’t notice he was gone for three months. Twelve weeks. Eighty-four days. Two thousand sixteen hours. One hundred twenty thousand nine hundred sixty minutes. Seven million two hundred fifty-seven thousand six hundred seconds. Deceit was alone for every single one.

“Y- you’re gonna yell a- at me.” Deceit hiccups.

“No, no. I promise I won’t.” Logan tells him, hoping the depressed Side will hear he’s telling the truth.

Deceit looks at him, and tries to smile. It comes out broken looking. Logan hugs him, hoping it will comfort Deceit.

“W- what?” Deceit sniffs, and Logan holds the Side as he cries more.

“I’m so sorry we didn’t notice sooner, De.” Logan tries out a nickname he’d been using in his head to make the Side seem less evil.

“W- why are you touching me? I th- thought you hated me…” Deceit’s crying, and Logan’s heart breaks.

“I never hated you, De. I just didn’t like the lying.” Logan says truthfully, knowing he’ll lose all hope of bringing Deceit back to his old self if he lies.

“I- I didn’t like lying e- either.” Deceit admits through his tears, and Logan holds him for a while longer before moving to let go.

Deceit grabs onto Logan’s shirt, and it worries Logan how weak the hold is.

“Do you want me to make you something, De?” Logan asks, wanting Deceit back to his usual sarcastic self.

“W- will the others y- yell at me?” Deceit whispers, and Logan wants to reassure him they won’t.

But he doesn’t know if they will or not.

“I don’t know. Do you feel up to eating?” Logan asks.

“B- but then they’ll y- yell at me and g- get me in trouble with T- Thomas for being g- gone.” Deceit cries harder if possible and buries his face into Logan’s shirt.

Logan feels like absolute crap when he realises he can count Deceit’s ribs. He’s been starving himself.

“And I’ll defend you. It’s our fault you feel like this, so it’s our fault you’ve been gone.” Logan assures him, and helps Deceit stand.

The Side’s legs buckle under his measly weight, and Logan helps him walk to the others after helping Deceit hang Virgil’s old hoodie up in the closet.

“Deceit, Thomas needs to lie about forgetting to study.” Patton says without looking up.

“First we have to discuss a very big issue. Look at what we made him do.” Logan doesn’t care that his voice breaks.

The other sides (Patton, Virgil, Roman, Remus) look up.

“Good to see you’ve been getting exercise, Deceit. You’ve been getting fat.” Remus says, none of the Sides realising just how skinny Deceit was.

“He hasn’t been getting exercise.” Logan interjects, trying to get them to understand.

“Deceit, you’ve gotten paler.” Roman says with a crease to his brow, starting to catch on.

“Do you want me to tell them how I found you?” Logan asks Deceit quiet enough the others don’t hear, noticing how the shaky Side clings to the newfound comfort he’s giving him.

Deceit looks down and nods.

“He was on his bed crying, thinking we hated him. He’s been starving himself because he’s scared we’ll yell at him if he shows up outside of his room. It’s because of our actions that Deceit is like this.” Logan hates how his voice chokes up, making it hard to say the words.

Unsurprisingly, Virgil is the first to walk towards Deceit. Everyone notices how he flinches away and clings tighter to Logan’s sleeve.

“I- i’m sorry I’ve been b- bad. Please don’t g- get me in trouble w- with Thomas.” Deceit whispers, and the rest of the Sides notice he’s been crying.

Virgil looks hurt upon seeing how Deceit flinches away from him.

Deceit knows Logan hasn’t lied to him since finding him, but the last time he saw the others they were yelling at him for making Thomas lie. They’d wanted him to make Thomas lie in the first place, and then they’d yelled at him for it.

Logan murmurs something to Deceit the others can’t hear, and Deceit nods.

“He hadn't come out of his room for three months before we noticed.” Logan tells them, and even Remus looks like he feels bad for doing that to one of their own.

Patton bursts into tears over what he and the others did.

Deceit still looks like he’s expecting one of them to yell at him. Logan helps Deceit into the kitchen, and then helps him into one of the chairs.

“I could bake you something, De.” He offers, an extremely small, almost genuine smile lights up Deceit’s face.

“B- blueberry?” He mumbles, and Logan beams at the progress then deflates as he remembers Remus ate the last of the blueberries last week.

“I could ask one of the others to buy blueberries, or we could go ourselves. Remus ate the last of them last week. I’m really sorry, De.” Logan frowns, and almost wants to cry when he sees Deceit’s smile disappear.

“...” Deceit mumbles something Logan doesn’t catch.

“Could you say that a bit louder?” Logan asks softly, knownig he can’t raise his voice or Deceit will think he’s mad.

“I- I miss when we p- picked blueberries.” Deceit whispers, and Logan hugs him gently.

“We can go tomorrow if you want? Right now it’s too dark.” Logan says quietly, and lets himself smile when Deceit leans into him.

Deceit nods slightly, and lets Logan back up a bit.

“C- can I have some g- grape juice?” Deceit asks quietly, and Logan looks in the fridge.

He grins when he finds the grape juice too sweet for any of them that they still kept for some reason. It was probably Deceit’s, and Logan made sure to be careful as he brought the cup over to the depressed Side.

“Here you go, De.” Logan says quietly, getting the feeling that Deceit’s ears are sensitive after those few months in silence.

Deceit almost smiles, Logan can tell. He’s really trying to be happy, and that’s all Logan can ask after what they did to him.

“You deserve to be treated just like everyone else here, De. I’m sorry I didn’t realise it sooner.” Logan knows any progress he makes with Deceit will be destroyed the second he lies.

It was ironic that Deceit preferred the truth, but Logan wasn’t going to tease him. The corners of Deceit’s mouth lift up, and Logan almost grins.

“J- Janus.” Deceit whispers, barely loud enough for Logan to hear.

“What?” Logan doesn’t understand.

“M- my name. It’s J- Janus.” Deceit whispers.

Logan feels honoured Deceit- Janus, trusts him with this information. He wouldn't tell the Side’s name until he was okay with it.

“Is it okay if I still call you De? So the others don’t overhear your name?” Logan suggests, and since Deceit- sorry, Janus, can tell he’s sincere, he nods.

“I t- trust you.” Janus wants to smile, he really does.

Logan is showing him the first bits of kindness he’s ever known since being formed as a Side. The first bits of kindness that are directed at him, anyway.

Janus finishes his juice, and Logan gently takes the cup so Janus doesn’t hurt himself trying to help. It really worries Logan how much weight the Side has lost.

“Do you wanna watch a movie, De?” Logan asks, and is surprised at the answer he gets.

“A- Aladdin?” Janus asks, his yellow eyes wide and hopeful.

“Of course.” Logan smiles and helps him off the chair.

Janus wants to get away from the contact; Logan should hate him just like everyone else does, after all. Except he knows now that Logan doesn’t hate him, he only hates the lying. The two steadily make their way towards Janus’s room to watch Aladdin, and Logan knows that Janus is making progress. He let Logan touch him, he let Logan hug him. This much progress in a single day is impossibly good.

After a while, Janus is tired. Logan’s holding him gently, the movie isn’t too loud, he actually feels like one of the Sides care about him. But if he goes to sleep, he’ll wake up and all of it - Logan being nice, someone caring, feeling safe - will have been a dream. He doesn’t want to lose it.

“It’s okay, Janus. I’m right here, you can rest.” Logan murmurs to him, hesitantly placing a hand on the Side’s scales.

Janus welcomes the reassuring touch, leaning into Logan’s hand and relaxing. In his head he knew he was safe, but there was always the fear the others would hurt him. Logan kisses Janus’s forehead, and the smaller Side curls up almost contentedly.

“I won’t leave.” Logan promises as Janus slowly falls asleep, curled into him.

And he means it.

#finding home: a sanders sides fanfic #fanfic #sanders sides #deceit sanders #logan sanders #roman sanders #remus sanders #patton sanders #fix it fic #angst #whump #let deceit be loved in peace #finding home

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The Four Times Logan Almost Lost His Shit and the One Time He Did Something About it. (Mall Employee AU)

So this is the most suggestive thing I’ve written in this fandom. It’s not too raunchy, but there are heavy make outs and a little bit of petting. Enjoy! The rest of the Mall Employee AU is here. And as always, feel free to ask all the questions and send prompts~

Relationship: Pre-Relationship Analogical / Pining Analogical / Analogical

Genre: Who knows honestly

Summary: Virgil has this outfit that drives Logan crazy every time he sees him in it and he’s this close from doing something about it. He’s pretty sure Virgil is doing it on purpose. Feat. A little touch-starved Virgil

Warnings: Suggestiveness, Heavy Make Outs, Panic Attacks, Touch Starvation, Drinking, Cursing 

The first time Logan saw him in that outfit, he was pretty sure he short circuited. Patton had just bought Tayln and Virgil the Doc Martens and even though they were outside of Virgil’s typical style, he announced that they were his favorite shoes. He’d been wearing them all week and finally he stepped into their apartment wearing a pastel purple suspender skirt, fishnets, a cropped white sweater, and those docs. 

Thank god for Patton because Logan used the ten minutes his best friend spent telling Virgil how good he looked to rush off to his room and gather his composure. 

Virgil was only twenty! Sure, it was legal, but he was still seven years Logan’s junior. Logan shouldn’t be attracted to him but he just wanted to grab Virgil, pull him into his room and- 

He got up, jumping around like an idiot for a minute before he was heading back to the living room. 

Patton was still gushing over Virgil. 

“Look at you! This is the cutest thing ever!” He said, fixing Virgil’s suspenders so they were crossed in the back instead. 

“The skirt really isn’t too much? I just thought... I dunno. We’re all hanging out here and no one would judge me so I thought I’d do it here. But on the way up there was this old couple and they were giving me looks...”

“They’re just old fashioned, ViVi! I think you look great. It’s so cute- like pastel punk! And your hairs faded right now so it fits so well!” Patton chirped happily.  

“V, you look really nice. I think you look good in skirts.” Logan said, because he had to say something he couldn’t just stay quiet. 

But then Virgil was turning bright red and and leaning into Patton’s hugs and he looked so cute and shy and god Logan was going to scream. 

“Thanks, L...” He mumbled, looking down. Logan’s fingers twitched and he had to shove his hands into his pockets to keep from reaching out to Virgil. This was going to be a long night. 

*** The second time Virgil wore the outfit they were recording a video for Roman’s channel. They were on a rooftop, singing King of the Clouds and Logan was having issues. 

They kept passing each other off. Roman wanted it to start with them all perched together on a table, then after the first couple of lines of verse Virgil and Dee would lay back on the table, the others would get up and Roman would be the only one singing until he passed it off to Patton and Remy, then Remy broke away and walked over to sing with Dee for the chorus, then Dee would break away to sing with Logan and so on. 

That wasn’t the problem. The problem was that Roman wanted them to all have bored, straight faces and hang all over each other through the whole thing and Logan was sure the little rat purposefully set him up. 

He started the song with Virgil sitting on the table, Logan sitting on the bench seat under him and Virgil’s legs on either side of Logan. The younger boys arms were resting on his shoulders and his chin was resting on top of Logan’s head. 

Logan’s arm was resting against Virgil’s thigh. How did Roman want him to keep a straight face with all of this? 

Thankfully Patton, who was in the same position with Dee saw this, took mercy on him, and kept breaking into giggles so they’d have to reshoot and Logan had time to gain his composure.

Remy kept smirking over at him every time they had to cut. Roman had him in the same position as well. 

“You okay, baby?” He asked. Logan only glared in response. 

“I’m fine.” He muttered. 

The shoot took forever. When they were done, they all went down to Roman’s apartment and ordered pizza. Virgil was perched in Patton’s lap and his legs were laid across Logan’s. Logan had his hands resting on Virgil’s calves and he was sure he was going to lose it. He wondered if Virgil knew what this outfit did to him. 

And then Patton was getting up for something and Virgil was crawling into Logan’s lap instead. He kept wiggling around and it was driving Logan crazy. 

“Something wrong?” Virgil asked, turning to Logan. His voice was too innocent, and Roman was smirking at him from across the room. 

“Everything is fine, Starlight.”

Little rats. 

*** The third time he wore it, Logan almost broke. They were shopping for Christmas presents . They’d been out all day- it was the first time that Virgil had worn it in public- and Logan pretty much had acted as his protector. Anyone who tried to open their mouth and say anything about the skirt was met with glares from Logan. 

He’d made sure his arm was around Virgil’s shoulders or they were holding hands the entire time. People would be less inclined to say anything when Virgil was walking around being protected by a six one man with a nice build and muscular arms. 

When they got back to Logan’s apartment and started wrapping the presents, Virgil kept fidgeting and his hands were shaking and Logan was growing more and more concerned. 

“V? You okay?” He asked. 

“I don’t know!” Virgil screamed, throwing down the tape he was holding. Logan calmly moved the presents they were wrapping to the side, then kneeled so he was right in front of Virgil. 

“Breathe. Breathe for me, Starlight.” He murmured, knowing that particular nickname always calmed him down. It meant Logan or Patton or both were here and Virgil associated both of them with protection- almost as much as he associated Thomas with it. He led Virgil through his breathing exercises a couple of times before he reached forward, then stopped right by Virgil’s cheek.

“Can I touch you?”

Virgil desperately started nodding.

Ohhh... 

Logan got up, then picked Virgil up and settled down on the couch with him backwards in his lap. He held him close for a few minutes and when that didn’t work he snuck his hand up the back of Virgil’s sweater and started gently scratching his nails up and down his skin. 

Virgil gave a shaky sigh and his cries started turning into little sniffles as he leaned into it. 

“Were you feeling touch starved, V?” Logan finally asked. Virgil only started crying again.

“Hey, hey hey hey.” He cooed, reaching up to scratch at his scalp. Normally he could go the calm, collected route, but he knew that didn’t work with Virgil like it did with the others. Virgil was much more like Patton. “Focus on me, I’m right here. I’ve got you, don’t you worry. What’s wrong, V? If it’s not that, we’ll still figure it out. Were you just feeling touch starved, V? Was that all? I’ll make it all better, you just have to tell me.” 

Virgil hesitated, then nodded. Logan hummed in response. 

“You know you can tell me anytime. You know you can tell any of us. We’ll hold you anytime you need.” 

Virgil pulled back a little, then lifted his hands up to start signing. Nonverbal, then.

I’m sorry. You were holding me all day, I thought you were gonna get annoyed. 

“I’d never get annoyed of you.” Logan murmured, stroking Virgil’s arms gently. Virgil stared into his eyes for a good minute before Logan was scratching his back again and a shiver was running up his spine. He leaned into Logan again and started nuzzling into his neck, and Logan wanted to scream about how adorable it was. Instead, he fixed Virgil’s skirt that was riding up a bit and kissed his head. 

“You’re so beautiful.” He murmured. Virgil froze for a second, then went right back to nuzzling Logan’s neck. 

Logan had never wanted to break more than in that moment. Virgil just turned twenty two... he could lean down and capture Virgil’s lips against his and take him to bed and show him just how much Logan didn’t mind touching him. 

But it wasn’t the right time. 

Virgil just had an anxiety attack, he desperately wanted touch right now and Logan refused to take advantage of him. If he ever admitted his feelings for Virgil, it was going to be when they were both in good moods and neither of them were inhibited by drugs or alcohol or anxiety attacks.

“Want me to read to you?” He asked.

Virgil nodded into his neck.

When Patton came home that evening, the two of them were curled up on the couch. Logan had Virgil trapped between him and the couch and he was holding him from behind, one hand resting under his sweater on his tummy. There was a blanket covering their waists and Patton smiled, walking over and gently pulling the blanket up to cover a little higher. 

Logan’s eyes blinked open and Patton smiled at him. “Hi Logi-bear.” He murmured. 

“Hey...” Logan mumbled, pulling Virgil in closer when the boy made a soft sleepy noise. He looked down at him, stroking his bangs away from his face. 

“What happened?” 

“Virgil had an attack and he went non verbal. I think I overdid it while we went shopping.” He mumbled. “I... he was wearing this outfit and people kept staring so I was holding his hand the whole time.” 

Patton nodded, running his fingers through Logan’s hair. They’d all figured out how Virgil was early on. He’d never say no to touch unless he was mid anxiety attack. But if you gave him constant touch, you had to keep it consistent until he was ready to step away or he’d end up having an anxiety attack. 

They didn’t mind of course. They were all happy to give him constant touch and usually if they had to do something, another person could take over and continue the touch until Virgil was ready to let go. 

“Want me to take over?” Patton asked, smiling down at Virgil. The boy seemed like he was slipping in and out of consciousness now. Sleepy still and unwilling to wake up fully but still listening to them. “He’s so cute when he’s like this, let me have him for a bit.” He murmured. 

Virgil let out a loud whine and Logan hushed him, pressing a kiss to his head. “Maybe later, Small.” They couldn’t always pass him off. Sometimes Virgil just wanted to cling to who he was with, and right now Logan could tell he didn’t want to move. He was secure between Logan and the back of the couch, there was a warm hand on his tummy, and if he lost either of those Logan knew Virgil was going to start panicking again. 

Logan didn’t mind either. He didn’t want to lose Virgil right now. 

*** The fourth time he wore it Logan was positive it was on purpose. They were at a party, Virgil kept brushing against him and leaning over and god- he had on panties underneath. 

Virgil usually wasn’t this confident. But get alcohol in him.... 

“Lo-gan~” Virgil called, prancing over and plopping right down in Logan’s lap. “You’re so pretty. Why can’t you be my boyfriend?” He pouted. 

Logan had to take a breath, grabbing onto Virgil’s waist when he almost slipped off his lap. “We shouldn’t have this conversation right now, Virgil.” He said, even though he had only seen him have two shots with Roman and that was an hour ago. He could barely even smell the alcohol on his breath and usually it was much worse when Virgil was drunk. 

“Why not?” 

“Because you’re drunk.” No he wasn’t. 

Virgil had become quite the actor over the years. 

“Then when?” Virgil asked, giving a little shove to Logan’s shoulder. Yeah, Virgil was sober. A little tipsy at most. Drunk Virgil would have giggled and moved on to the next topic. He had a pretty short attention span. 

So, two could play at that game. Logan knew he would never have the courage to do this if he wasn’t tipsy himself, but he couldn’t help it now. He didn’t always like when Virgil wanted to play his little games. He glanced around, making sure no one was paying attention to them before he placed his hands on Virgil’s hips and leaned up to his ear. 

“When you’re not wearing the outfit that makes me want to do unspeakable things to you and you aren’t pretending to be drunk to get a rise out of me.” He purred into his ear. Yeah, he’d channeled Remy for a second there. 

“Wha-?” 

“You don’t think I know you, V? I’ve watched you grow up. I know everything about you. You’re mine. You were always meant to be mine. And I’m yours.” He hummed, digging his fingers into his hips. 

“Logan!”

“You wear pretty things like this to get my attention, don’t you, baby?” He chuckled, reaching down to thumb at the hem of his skirt. 

“What- No!” Virgil squeaked

“Yes...” Logan purred. “I can’t wait to ravish you in that... I should just do it now. I think we’ve waited long enough, don’t you?” He asked. Virgil was quiet. “Starlight~”

“Y-Yes...” He squeaked. 

“Hmmm... no. It wouldn’t be ethical. You’re drunk. You know I’d never do anything without your consent.”

He stood up and dropped the stunned Virgil on the couch, then headed to the kitchen to get another drink. 

And maybe that was a little mean, but Virgil shouldn’t start what he can’t handle.

*** The first time Virgil wore the outfit when they were together, Logan took a deep breath like always. He was at the table working, waiting for Patton and Virgil to come out so they could head off to Roman’s musical. 

“Ready.” Virgil chirped, heading over to the fridge. “I think we should take Roman to dinner tonight too. Maybe his favorite place?” He leaned over, grabbing a bottle from the bottom of the fridge and that’s when Logan remembered. 

He didn’t have to stay controlled. 

Logan calmly closed his laptop, then walked over and brushed his hand over Virgil’s lower back. He was still talking, but Logan was barely listening. “L?” Logan smirked, grabbing Virgil’s hips and quickly scooping him up on the counter. “Logan-“

“You know exactly what this outfit does to me baby, don’t you?” He asked. 

Virgil furrowed his eyebrows, reaching up to grab onto his shirt. “What?”

“Don’t play dumb.”

Virgil’s expression quickly morphed into a smirk, and he dragged his hands up to snake around Logan’s neck. “But you like it when I play dumb, sir.” 

And then Logan’s lips were on his and his hands were on his thighs, sneaking up the skirt. 

He was kissing him and biting and sucking little kisses into his neck and collarbones and Virgil kept making these tiny noises that were driving him crazy. 

“Do you have any idea how hard I’ve had to work not to say anything while you’re wearing this? While you look like this? Fuck, you’re so sexy. You make me insane.” Logan was purring, and he might have been overdoing it a bit but he knew that Virgil had trouble with his body image sometimes and this had to be helping. “You’ve never looked better than this in it though. Oh no, this is definitely the best one. Wanna know why, baby boy?”

“Why?” Virgil whined, trying desperately to pull Logan’s lips back to his neck. Logan hummed, kissing his collarbone once. “Because this time you’re truly, officially, mine.” He growled.

“We need to go!” 

Logan jumped back a second, then turned to glare at Patton. “I’m a little busy right now, Small.” 

Patton stomped over, grabbing a magazine off the table and rolling it up. He started smacking Logan with it, getting him to back off. “Bad! Can you two wait?! The musical starts in thirty minutes and if we’re late Roman is going to kill us!” He shouted. 

Virgil giggled a little, reaching out as Patton helped him down from the counter. 

“Let’s go.” 

Logan grumbled, reaching over to pull Virgil into his side and only being met with another smack of the magazine. “Hey!”

“You can have him back when we’re there, let’s go!” Patton scolded, only making Virgil’s giggles louder. 

The second that they got there, Logan wouldn’t let go of Virgil. He kept a hand on Virgil’s thigh for the entire play, and then had Virgil sit with his thighs in Logan’s lap under the table during dinner. 

When they got home, Logan rushed them straight to his bedroom and shut the door behind him by pushing Virgil against it. “Fucking finally.” He breathed, kissing down his jaw and sucking a hickey into Virgil’s neck. “You’re gonna get it. For every fucking time you’ve teased me in this outfit. You’re gonna get it.”

After that night, Logan bought Virgil many more pretty things to wear.

#not incorrect quotes #mall employee au #sanders sides au #thomas sanders au #thomas sanders #virgil sanders #roman sanders #logan sanders #patton sanders #sanders sides #analogical #pining analogical #pre relationship analogical

[meat-husband]

Brahms Heelshire - Alphabet Ask Meme

I’m hoping to start doing requests on this blog, so I thought I would start up with the alphabet ask memes as a sort of intro! I figure all the letters get asked eventually, so I’m just doing all of them in one go. There will be one of these posted for each character I’m writing.

I have a page with what and who I write for here.

Both the NSFW and fluff alphabet asks are under the cut!

NSFW Alphabet

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

You better be prepared to pamper this boy afterwards – snacks, cuddles, the works. Brahms isn't going to want to lift a finger, but he definitely expects to be taken care of. Get him tucked into bed or cuddled up on the couch, and expect to be there a while, petting his hair, kissing his mask and holding him. Getting up from this position is going to be the hard part. Brahms is a clingy bastard and he's not gonna let go just because you can't feel your legs or you have to pee. If you're lucky, he'll fall asleep and you can sneak away (and risk him waking up grumpy) otherwise, you're in for the long haul.

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

Brahms is a boob man and I will tolerate no dissent on this topic. It doesn't really matter what size, shape, etc. he just wants dem titties. If you ever need to get him out of the walls, a low cut shirt or clingy sweater is a guaranteed way to get it done quickly.

Not really a body part, but Brahms likes being tall – especially if he's got a short S/O. He might not want to be on top all the time, but he wants to be in charge and it's easier to boss people around when you're nearly two goddamn feet taller than them.

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

He doesn't have much of a preference for where it ends up, which is a good thing considering he's a bit unpredictable. It's hard to tell what or when he might tip over the edge, this boy is 2 seconds away from nutting at any given moment tbh. If it happens to get on him, though, he'll whine and moan about it until you clean him up, preferably with your mouth.

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

Brahms is a garbage boi, all of his secrets are dirty ones. Probably the one he'd most want to keep hidden from you, though, is the fates of the nanny’s who arrived before you did. He’d be tempted to threaten you with the knowledge, but ultimately he thinks it’s best you don’t know too much.

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

He's probably got a computer in that incel man cave of his, so he’s seen some shit - but that doesn't mean he has any idea what to do with a real person. In fact, any pre-planned ideas of what he might do go flying right out the door once he's got a Real Live Naked Person™ in front of him.

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

Whatever you can do to him while he’s relaxing on a comfy pile of pillows.

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

Just fuckin' desperate lol.

Clingy, grabby, hard porcelain kisses and lots of bratty whining.

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

Brahms knows how to bathe and take care of himself. But that's what you're here for. Showers/baths are a couples event now, and you always have to sit on the side of the tub with the faucet. He will absolutely refuse to do even the most basic self care unless you're helping or doing it for him, so haircuts, bath time, laundry days, etc., are up to you to enforce. It's rare that these moments turn into sex, he prefers the bonding and cuddles they bring, so even if he gets a little riled up he'll wait until the moment is over.

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

BRUH. The rest of your damn life is going to be one long, intimate moment as far as Brahms is concerned. You are never going to have a damn moment to yourself now. Watching TV? Brahms is right next to you, complaining that you're not paying him enough attention. Reading a book? Bedtime stories only in this house. Making dinner? Brahms is following you around the kitchen, whining that he's hungry but getting in the damn way every step you take. It might get annoying and make you long for five seconds where a giant, hairy man-child isn't tugging on your sleeve, but he thinks this shit is the height of romance. Every remaining second of your life is going to be intimate. His day revolves around you and he expects the same in return.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation head canon)

There is not enough time in the day for all the fucking this boy requires, so he'll have to take care of himself occasionally. Most of the time you never even know about it – he retreats to his room in the walls, or watches you silently through a peep hole somewhere – but if he ever feels like he's being neglected (god forbid you need to leave the house for a few hours, he's like a dog that panics and thinks you're leaving forever) you will wake up one morning to find the most treasured things you own covered in cum. He will refuse to apologize no matter how angry you are – clearly if you'd only take better care of him, this wouldn't have happened.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Skipping over the obvious ones, Brahms is really into body worship. Let him lay back on some soft pillows and spend a while undressing him, giving him soft kisses and quiet whispers of praise. Tbh he'd probably nut before you got to the main event. He also loves being teased, so give him all the kisses he wants, but not where he wants.

L = Location (Favorite places to do the do)

Since you're alone in the house, nowhere is really off-limits or taboo. His favorite is probably inside the walls, though. Dark and enclosed, almost not enough space to fit two people, forcing you to keep incredibly close. He might even be comfortable enough to take off the mask in this situation.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

Honestly, it'd be faster to list what doesn't get him going. He's been touch starved for so long that even innocent touches like hugs and goodnight kisses can set him off.

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

Not a lot of things he would outright say no to. Obviously, though, no threesomes/involving other people. This is a monogamous relationship with no wiggle room.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

Get used to blowjobs, cause they're gonna be a big part of sexy times in the future. Really, anything that lets Brahms lay back and get pampered is something he'll like. It would take a lot of convincing and trust to get him to remove the mask in order to reciprocate though, and it may be that he'd never do it. He would want to, and maybe that frustration will encourage him to give in, but he would never risk showing his face to you.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? Etc.)

Brahms relies a lot on instinct, so left to his own devices he's rushed, desperately trying to cum and doing whatever he can to get there. You'll have to slow him down and make him take his time, which he won't always want to do. When that happens, just let him have his way and once he's got what he wants, he'll do his part to take care of you.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

He really prefers drawn out, long sessions, but realistically you'll get more quickies just because he's a needy garbage boy who doesn't wanna wait for his rewards.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

There isn't much risk to take with Brahms, in terms of getting caught together. You're alone in a giant house and he's good about staying out of sight whenever someone does come around. Personal safety is another thing entirely. Mood swings are a common thing for Brahms and you have to be careful of any misstep. Something as simple as answering the phone can drive him into a tantrum and it's during these rages that he feels the need to take charge and remind you of who's really in control here.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

Normally, it's quick and rough, but if you can manage to keep him focused then he can go until he loses that focus. His max times in a row is probably two - maybe three if he's angry and needs to work off that energy - simply because you gotta make time for the post sex snuggles.

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

Brahms would absolutely be the type to own a fleshlight, I swear to God. But I can't see him managing to sneak that onto the grocery list, so most likely he does not own anything before you show up. He would totally be into whatever you wanna bring him, though, and I think he'd enjoy something to hide under clothing or for you to wear in public secretly. He'd have a love/hate relationship with chastity devices for sure! Loves the teasing aspect, but will 100% lose his temper the first time he gets a boner and you don't immediately take it off.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

His teasing game is non-existent tbh, it's just gonna end up with him desperately humping your leg. He will try but your willpower is stronger than his, so he'll lose pretty quickly.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

He screams at the top of his lungs until he’s out of breath. God forbid you tell him to hush, that’s only going to make him louder, just to annoy you. You would think all those years of hiding away would give him some volume control.

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

He will never fully believe that you wouldn’t leave if the right opportunity came up. Everything you mention that references your life before him infuriates him and only reinforces this belief. Old photos, souvenirs and mementos are some of the first things he’ll get rid of when you come to stay.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive)

That much fucking can’t be good for you. You tell him his dick will fall off if he keeps it up and he isn’t amused (he still doesn’t know if you were joking or not).

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Most of the time, Brahms won’t fall asleep afterwards, but he will pretend to. Once you’ve cuddled him enough, he’ll close his eyes and keep still, waiting to see what you might do without him watching. Leaving the bed is a big no-no, but if you keep close and drift off yourself, he’ll do the same (after making sure that you’re not faking too).

Fluff Alphabet

A = Attractive (What do they find attractive about the other?)

How trusting you are. You might be the nanny, but he’s still in charge so having someone who won’t fight him and try to get away with breaking the rules is a plus.

B = Baby (Do they want a family? Why/Why not?) If you’re living with Brahms, you’ve already got a baby (it’s him, he’s the baby). He’s not going to want a child of his own, at all. It would be dangerous to even hint at this being a possibility.

C = Cuddle (How do they cuddle?)

You’re gonna have to get used to him hanging off of you like a monkey most of the time. It doesn’t matter if he’s got to lean down, arms around your shoulders, and shuffle along behind you awkwardly as you walk, he’s a touchy boy. It would be easier to give in and lay down with him, but then you’d never get anything done.

D = Dates (What are dates with them like?)

Does hovering ominously over you from the end of your bed while you sleep count? He’s a little torn because he has no idea what exactly a normal date would consist of locked up in the house, but he’s also seen plenty of romantic movies and they seem important to relationships. You eat dinner together, does that count as a date? The people in his movies did that. So as far as he’s concerned, you’ve had quite a few dates and it’s up to you to decide if you want to burst that bubble.

E = Everything (You are my ____ (e.g. my life, my world…))

‘You are mine.’

There’s no compromise with this, Brahms is a lifelong commitment (even if it’s only for your life). This relationship is your full time job now and there’s no room for error, cause he’s just waiting for you to mess it up.

F = Feelings (When did they know they were in love?)

It would take a lot for him to realize he actually likes you beyond being his pretty nanny. He thinks he loves you immediately so it’s going to come as a shock when he figures out he was just super horny lol. Once you’ve both settled into a life together and he sees you doing things to please him because you want him to be happy, rather than because you’re afraid, it will start to shake up how he thinks of you.

G = Gentle (Are they gentle? If so, how?)

Most of the time he’s very gentle, but it’s more out of timidity and nervousness than anything else. He’s not used to contact with other people and he’s unsure of how to go about it. Eventually he’ll get over the nervousness, but unfortunately he’s still got no social skills so prepare for some of the most awkward cuddles you’ve ever had.

H = Hands (How do they like to hold hands?)

All the time. It’s really tiring hearing that little huff every time you pull your hands away to do some task or chore. And it’s not long before one or both of them are occupied by his and you’ve got to tug them away again. He’s really got no concept of personal space.

I = Impression (What was their first impression?)

He was interested right away, like he always is when a new nanny arrives. He followed you in the walls, trying to get a better look without giving himself away. Once he picks up on how pliable you are, willing to follow the rules and not ask questions, he knows you’re going to be staying.

J = Jealousy (Do they get jealous?)

This is probably the most obvious ‘yes’. There are exactly two people allowed inside the house and you’re one of them. Anyone else is horribly unwelcome and it won’t end well. He might allow some temporary visitors once you’ve stayed with him a while (you gotta get WiFi set up ASAP before you go insane) but they’re on thin ice.

K = Kiss (How do they kiss? Who initiated the first kiss?)

Of course, your first kiss has gotta be the goodnight kiss. There’s a creepy man living in the walls, a quick smooch is the worst he could ask from you, and he’s delighted by how quickly you accept the rules of the house. Of course he doesn’t stop at demanding bedtime kisses anymore.

L = Love (Who says ‘I love you’ first?)

Brahms will say it first, a lot, and before he really means it. He mistakes lust and want for love at first and it will take him a long time to realize that they aren’t the same. But love and trust aren’t the same thing, and when he does figure out how much he likes you it’s only going to make him more possessive and overbearing. 

M = Memory (What’s their favourite memory together?)

The first time you invited him in to sleep in your bed. Of course it wasn’t the first time he’d slept there, he would always sneak in or slip past you before you could close the door, and good luck getting him off the bed once he’s in. Eventually you give up trying to keep him out and automatically assume that’s where he’s spending the night when it comes time to tuck him in.

N = Nickel (Do they spoil? Do they buy the person they love everything?)

Technically, he’s super fucking loaded. He could crawl out of those walls and buy you a gold plated yacht. But you’re here to spoil him, not the other way around, and you best believe he expects it too. Not with money, but virtually everything else. He wants your attention, time, love - anything you might have to give and more.

O = Orange (What colour reminds them of their other half?)

Grey, like the skies outside. He sees the way you look at the windows, the look on your face when you go outside and see the stars. But he’s confident that you’ll follow the rules, because he’s made sure you know what will happen if you don’t.

P = Pet names (What pet names do they use?)

He doesn’t mind you giving him pet names, he’ll probably get off on it tbh, but he doesn’t use them for you. He always uses your full first name, no shortening it, and it’s honestly sort of off putting (that’s probably why he does it).

Q = Quaint (What is their favourite non-modern thing?)

He has an old paint by numbers set that he’s had since before the fire. He’s filled in all the pages and used up all the paint, but he keeps them anyways. He’s copied the pictures so often that he can nearly do them without looking at the original.

R = Rainy Day (What do they like to do on a rainy day?)

‘Outdoors’ isn’t really his thing. Rain doesn’t make a difference when you never leave the house anyways, but he’ll appreciate that any plans you may have had in town will be delayed.

S = Sad (How do they cheer themselves/others up?)

He’s naturally a loner and doesn’t want to be around anyone when he’s upset. He’ll keep away for days until finally slinking out when you least expect him. That doesn’t mean he’s not watching you, of course.

T = Talking (What do they like to talk about?)

Brahms isn’t very talkative and most of your conversations are a little one-sided. Most of the time he uses the boy-voice and keeps his sentences short and simple, but if you’ve really upset him then he’ll scream and rage, one of the only times you’ll hear his natural voice.

U = Unencumbered (What helps them relax?)

Once you’ve fallen asleep and he can sneak off to his space in the walls. He wants to be beside you 24/7, but that brings its own stress and he can’t fully relax when every little noise wakes him, afraid you’re sneaking away.

V = Vaunt (What do they like to show off? What are they proud of?)

He’s normally such a brat that when you genuinely praise him for something he’s quick to repeat it. Oh, you liked the sandwich he made you? Guess what you’re eating for breakfast, lunch and dinner for the next two months. He’ll also take things you use everyday and return them like a proud dog bringing in the paper, like he wasn’t the one that hid them in the first place.

W = Wedding (When, how?)

Brahms is pretty firmly not about that life. You’re his nanny before anything else and he’s comfortable the way things are. That doesn’t meant this isn’t a serious relationship, cause he expects the same amount of loyalty and love you’d give a husband, but he isn’t going to break the facade.

X = Xylophone (What’s their song?)

Well, he’s not going to pick just one! Brahms loves music but he also likes variety. He’s got favorites of course, but there hasn’t been a lot of new material and he doesn’t want to get tired of the best ones. Do not attempt to introduce him to modern music though, he will just be offended.

Y = Yes (Do they ever think of getting married/proposing?)

Your relationship is a weird thing. You’re his girlfriend, sort of? But really his nanny. Who’s really his girlfriend. Sometimes hostage. It’s confusing, but marriage is for sure not a part of that equation. Even if it were possible, with him legally dead, it’s not something Brahms would want anyways.

Z = Zebra (If they wanted a pet, what would they get?)

He’s not into animals at all. Besides, you’ve got him to take care of and that should be what you spend your time on.

#Brahms Heelshire #Slashers #The Boy 2016 #Headcanon #Slasher x reader #yeah yeah i know hes not technically a slasher #but i aint making a different tag for him so there #this was the first one i wrote and none of the others are as good kill me pls #ive just got a lot to say about stinky wall boys

[nicolewoo]

First night on the road

Pairing: Finn Balor x Reader

Scenario: It’s the reader’s first night backstage at RAW and meeting the good brothers.

Warnings: A little cursing

I'd only been in the arena for a few minutes before I heard a delighted scream. “YYYY/NNNNNNN” Ettore was running straight for me. He wrapped me in a huge hug, picking me up off my feet and spinning me around. “I heard you were coming to work with us!!!” Kofi and Austin followed close behind wrapping me in a giant group hug.

“Who's here?” Kofi asked jokingly, and all three members of The New Day began chanting “Who?” “Who?” “Who?”

“Y/N! That's who!” Ettore said.

I couldn't help the laughter that escaped me. I felt a pair of hands wrap around my waist and pull me back from the pack of jokers. “Easy now fellas. T'is one's mine.” Fergal joked as he pulled me against his chest.

“So the rumors are all true?” Austin asked.

All three of them looked to Fergal and I. I paused for effect but smiled big and said “Yes.”

“You're really working for RAW?” Kofi asked.

“No.” I corrected. “I'm working for the WWE, but for NXT.” I informed them.

“But you're on the road with us?” Ettore questioned.

“Yep.” I grinned at them all.

At that, Fergal and I were wrapped in a giant group hug again.

“Seriously though,” Austin said after a second. “We are so glad everything worked out for you.” He paused before adding “Both of you.” He wiggled an eyebrow at Fergal. “But why are you traveling with RAW if you're working for NXT?”

“I can work anywhere, and they wanted to keep Fergal and I together, so here I am.” I explained hoping that they wouldn't ask more questions about what I do for the company.

Kofi asked, “So what are you doing for the WWE?” Figures.

I pondered a second before answering, “It's all technical social media stuff.” I tried to appease them, but they were having none of it. They stared at me expecting a little more information.

Austin was the one who spoke, “Go on. We're smart men. What type of technical social media stuff?”

Fergal stepped in now, “Guys, she's not allowed to talk about it. She has an NDA.”

That brought a couple of raised eyebrows. “So, you're like the WWE CIA or something?” Ettore joked.

“Something like that. A little more like MI6 actually.” I laughed, grateful for both Ferg and Ettore for allowing me an easy way to end the questions.

“Now young lady,” Kofi wrapped an arm over my shoulders. “You're gonna have dinner with us, right?”

“Guys, it's her first night....” Fergal was going to say something else, but Ettore cut her off.

“Then she's lucky to have friends to eat dinner with. You can't hide her away from us Ferg. You can come to dinner too.” Kofi said.

I knew Fergal didn't like to eat at catering. He preferred to grab his food and go eat alone or with the good brothers, so I knew a compromise was in order. “Gentlemen,” I butted in. “How about we all eat together tomorrow? I promise. I just want to get familiar with everything today.” I smiled warmly, and they smiled back.

“Tomorrow then.” Austin ceded.

“I'm gonna get her settled in, guys. We'll have dinner tomorrow.” Fergal promised. I got hugs from each of them before we left.

Walking through the halls I got a LOT of odd looks. Some seemed confused, some seemed unhappy. No matter how they looked, everyone noticed Fergal and I walking in together. I heard whispers behind us after we passed. Fergal squeezed my hand to reassure me. “Give t'em time. T'ey'll love you once t'ey get ta know ya.” He gave me a warm smile and ran his thumb over my knuckles. “Here we are.” Ferg knocked on the door that had a piece of paper taped to it reading BALOR CLUB. He ducked his head in checking to make sure everyone was decent.

“I haven't been this nervous since I first met you.” I admitted.

Fergal grabbed my hand, “No reason to be nervous. T'ey're gonna luv ya.” Ferg looked down at me, “No reason to be nervous. Trust me, luv.” He placed a quick kiss on my forehead then opened the door.

Chad (Carl Anderson) and Andy (Luke Gallows) were both dressed in their ring gear. Both were taller than I thought; which only intimidated me more.

“There she is!” said Chad and he walked full speed to wrap me in a giant hug. I'm usually a hugger, but not before I've even met someone. A split second later, Andy joined the hug and pulled Fergal in too.

“Group hug!” he practically yelled.

“All right. All right.” Ferg said pushing the boys back. “Give her some room to breath.” He wrapped his arm around my waist. “You ok, luv?”

The combination of my anxiety and the crazy greeting had me laughing. “Yeah, I think so.”

“Enough mushy, Ferg.” Chad said. “She's gonna have to get used to us hugging her,” he smiled at me.

“Y/N these are t'e good brothers, Chad and Andy,” he introduced the duo properly. I noticed the smiles on their faces as they shook my hand.

“Good to meet the woman who put a permanent smile on Ferg here.” Andy said as he patted Ferg on the shoulder a bit too hard.

Chad and Andy had the first match of the night and Fergal had the second to last match, which meant I'd have someone with me at all times. It was a comforting thought. I knew the boys would be kind when in charge of me.

After Fergal got into his ring gear, we headed to a nearby room to watch the show with other talent. By the time we headed back to the dressing room, the boys were showered and dressed in street clothes.

“Do you want to watch Fergy's match?” Andy asked.

I nodded yes, “If you don't mind.” The three of us settled headed back into the common area to watch the match.

Watching Ferg wrestle before I met him was one thing. Now that we were together, I cringed at every hit he took. Andy took notice and patted my shoulder reassuringly. “You'll get used to it, Y/N.”

“He's the best, well, besides me. Nothing to worry about.” Chad said.

“You say that like he hasn't just returned from 7 months of recovery.” I said quietly.

“I know it's all a bit scary,” Andy said, “But once you get to know more about wrestling, you'll learn what can hurt a wrestler and what just looks dangerous.” His assurance didn't help, because I knew that any move could hurt someone if done wrong. Needless to say, I was happy when the match was over.

After the match, we went back to the locker room and talked while Fergal got showered and dressed.

“Ok, I'm starved. Let's get some food.” Chad said bluntly as Fergal finished dressing.

We all followed behind and climbed into the SUV the good brothers had rented for this leg of the journey. The boys started immediately asking about me. “How do you like it in the WWE?” “Tell us your hobbies.” “Favorite music.” Thankfully, it was a quick drive, because I was starting to feel like I was being interrogated.

Ferg squeezed my hand before we got out. I was finally getting used to the idea that I couldn't touch him in public. Andy opened my door, and helped me onto the sidewalk. Ferg came around the car and placed his hand on the small of my back. Andy then placed his hand higher on my back. I cocked my head a bit and looked to Fergal for an explanation. “Ah, t'e brothers.... actually t'e whole roster will help cover any PDAs. If I touch you, and someone else touches you, t'e press and fans won't assume you're dating anyone.... jus' t'at we're all friends. It's how everyone keeps their relationships secret.”

“That's genius.” I declared.

The restaurant was beautiful and posh. Low lights, candles, classical music, white tablecloths. We followed the maitre d to a side room just off the main dining room. We were still within view of the other patrons, but partially blocked. I could see the guys appreciated a bit of privacy. Just a bit.

We were joined by Benjamin Satterley (Neville) and Rami Sebei (Sami Zayn). Once we settled in, the conversation became all about wrestling. First, the wrestling here at the WWE. Story lines, who's the best heel, etc. Then came the old “embarrassing” stories from NJPW. Chad was dead set on telling me every crazy thing Fergal did while in Japan. Ferg was turning brighter shades of red with each story. Ben must have noticed, because he stopped Chad by turning the conversation to me.

We discussed my work history and what it was like to live just across the river from St. Louis. The guys were all excited for their next show in St. Louis because I agreed to show them the city. When the conversation turned to what my role was in the WWE, I panicked. The Non-disclosure-agreement loomed in my mind. “I'm working with creative.”

“Thank the heavens!” Ben said. “Maybe you can get the writers' heads out of their arses,” He started, but Fergal stopped him with a hand on his shoulder.

“Guys, she's just started. She's not even working on the main roster. She's working with NXT.” He interjected.

“And actually,” I continued, “I'm working with the social media side of things,” I said shyly. I didn't want to disappoint them, but it was true. Of course, I didn't offer up that much of what I was doing.

Rami jumped in to calm the boys, “As long as you're happy and you're sticking around. I haven't seen this guy” He patted Ferg on the shoulder, “so happy in ages.” That made Ferg smile shyly.

“Wait.” Ben started, “You're working on NXT, and you're on the road with RAW? That makes no sense.” He looked to me for answers, but I didn't have any that I could say aloud. My eyes shot to Fergal who promptly changed the subject. “Guys, it's boring.... trust me.” Well THAT wasn't the response I wanted. I elbowed Ferg in the ribs. “I just mean, that none of us would want to do it. Sitting at a computer all day isn't our idea of fun.”

“You're not out of the dog-house yet,” I teased.

Fergal snaked an arm around my waist, and to cover the PDA, Rami wrapped his arm around my shoulder. Both of them leaned in to kiss my cheek. “The other patrons are going to think I'm a slut.” I joked nodding my head to the other dining room.

Just then, the food arrived breaking up the whole thing. Chad and Andy insisted I sit between them; Ferg across from me. I almost protested, but it really was the smartest move to keep our relationship a secret from the public. At least this way, I got to enjoy the salacious looks Ferg shot at me and the warm smile as he talked to his friends. He really was too beautiful. I said a thankful prayer in my head.

Dinner was eaten, jokes were told, stories were re-lived, laughter and joy all around.

When the plates were cleared, the conversation turned to Fergal's injury and the time off. I could see a hint of pity on all of the guys faces when talking about the 7 months off, but Ferg smiled the whole time.

“I neva woulda met t'is wonderful lass if it wasn't for t'e injury.” He beamed at me, and my heart swelled with joy. I hoped he meant it.

“Here's to bad circumstances that bring us joy,” Rami raised a glass to toast, and we did.

We were then interrupted once by a young boy about 8 years old. He'd spotted the superstars from the main dining room. He knocked on the door jamb with father in tow and asked for autographs. His dad apologized for interrupting our night, but the boys were happy to put a smile on the kid's face. The father explained that his son was obsessed with wrestling and wanted to become a wrestler. Ben made sure to tell the boy, “Find me when you graduate from school. I might need a tag team partner then.” It was really sweet.

By the time we climbed back into the SUV to go back to the hotel, I was exhausted. I snuggled up close to Fergal and rested my head on his shoulder. Chad and Andy were shockingly quiet, and I was nearly asleep by the time we arrived.

“Let's get ya inside.” Ferg whispered as he helped me out of the car and up to our hotel room. “Did ya have a good first day on t'e road?” He asked as we got ready for sleep.

I nodded yes. “Good but tiring.” I admitted as I crawled under the covers and Ferg crawled in behind me pulling me against his chest and wrapping his arm around me.

#finn balor fergal devitt wwe raw

[amazingmsme]

You’ve seen Umbrella Academy right? Got any headcanons for the siblings? :D

YES I DO! I LOVE THEM ALL SO MUCH! I'll do headcanons in order of their numbers. Putting it under the cut cause I got carried away & they got longer than expected 

Luther-my big boy-he's always really serious & so the others will try to do everything they can to make him laugh-like it's a game they play & whoever makes him laugh wins-one time Klaus won just by screaming "LOOK WHAT I CAN DO!" & just fucking decked Diego right in the face. Luther couldn't stop laughing for 5 minutes straight-when they would get too loud & their dad was gonna get onto them, he always tried to take the fall-he's a big ol softie-totally cries like a baby when any animal in a movie dies-his favorite food is lasagna. He'll eat the whole pan by himself if no one's watching him, so Grace usually had to make two just in case-his laugh is really loud & booming. Allison likes to tease him that it shakes the whole room-being the "oldest" he likes to pick on all the rest of them, even now when they're all adults -he's the biggest tickle monster ever omg he'll just scoop up anyone that's near & doesn't let them go until he feels like they've had enough-he's ticklish too tho, & if you think his siblings don't take advantage of that you're dead wrong-his underarms are definitely his worst. Whenever he holds something above one of their heads they just dig their fingers in under his arm & it comes crashing down

Diego-the angstiest lad-he would always wrestle with Luther when they were kids & pouted when Luther won-if he gets over excited or emotional his stutter will come back for a few seconds-he played the knife game a lot & one time accidentally stabbed his hand. Five & Klaus laughed their asses off as he cried & Grace had to doctor his hand-he always acts super tough & broody all the time but actually is a pretty sweet dork-he isn't the biggest fan of his laugh so he has a fake chuckle he uses instead. His family are all like "wtf that's not how you sound"-you ever heard Tom Hardy laugh? That's what he sounds like-it's really high pitched & bubbly -it embarrasses him so it takes effort to get him laughing like that, but if they ever want to hear it they just have to squeeze his knee & he falls back in loud laughter-he tries to act like he's not ticklish & will hold out for as long as he can before he gives up-his hips and thighs are the worst & he gets so desperate it's adorable-like he'll be a begging pleading mess after only a few seconds-no lie he pulled a knife on Five when he snuck up on him & squeezed his hips-he gets embarrassed about how ticklish he is & if anyone teases him about it he blushes SO hard

Allison-my cool daughter-she's literally so caring but doesn't always know how best to show it-the Mom Friend-after mending her relationship with Vanya they have sleepovers like once a month-if any of the siblings are sick she makes a big pot of soup-would kill for Claire if need be-the master of hide & seek cause she's played it so much with her daughter-a very teasy ler-she'll wiggle her fingers at you to let you know what's coming before chasing you-100% calls herself the tickle monster-has the sweetest laugh ever-her neck & knees are her sweet spots but her stomach is a close second-will literally screech if you scratch behind her ears

Klaus-the very definition of disaster gay(pan)-either looks like a trash ass hobo or an utter king, there's no in between-after he gets sober he practices his abilities practically day & night with Ben so he can summon Dave-once he finally does they hold each other for so long & Klaus cries for 15 minutes straight before he's able to speak coherently -Dave stays pretty consistently after that, tho not as much as Ben-the fact that no one ever takes him seriously actually hurts his feelings a good bit but he's Klaus so he can't let them know it affects him-pretty secretive about his power cause he doesn't like talking about it-tried his best to keep his ptsd a secret from the others but Diego picked right up on the signs & once things calmed down after the apocalypse he told the rest of the family-after getting better with his ability he summoned Ben so that the others could see him. He was the only one not to cry cause he's used to seeing him constantly(but he did tear up from seeing everyone so emotional)-says the most random things whether he's high or not-once ate a tube of toothpaste because he refused to go to the store & buy groceries -a very bouncy & giggly boy-just has so much pent up energy-everyone always gangs up on him cause he says something annoying or just cause-low key does things to provoke his siblings-if you get his ribs or underarms, congrats you've killed him-his feet are pretty bad as well-but his hips are def the worst. & since he's so skinny all you have to do is drill your thumbs into the bone to drive him up the wall insane-now that Ben can actually touch him without phasing through him he totally tickles him all the time-Klaus honestly likes being tickled cause he thinks it's fun & it helps him relax-but you better watch out, cause as he likes to say, karma is one hell of a bitch-he's super teasy, but in like a casual way? Like he can destroy someone while also having a completely normal conversation. He'll even sh them if they're laughing too loud!-loves to act oblivious while tickling you. He'll be all "why are you laughing, I'm not that funny! Oh I'm sorry, does that tickle? I didn't even notice"

Five-he's a very feisty boi-ultimate sass master -literally has a comeback for everything-he's really touch starved after spending so much time alone in the apocalypse -time traveling fucked with his brain so he mutters incoherently to himself a lot-hates that he appears younger than his siblings because he's older & wiser damnit!-uses his young appearance to his advantage tho, so it has its ups & downs-ever since his rediscovery of puppy dog eyes he can get almost whatever he wants-he can hide anywhere cause of his small size, so good luck trying to find him-misses Delores with all his heart. With his messed up mind he saw her as an actual person & losing her hurt him -he uses his ability to trap & corner his siblings so that he can attack them-like Diego or someone will tease him & try to sprint away only for Five to pop up in the doorway leaning casually like "oh I'm sorry, did you think I'd let you get away with that?" before he tickles him-he will show absolutely No Mercy, once he gets a hold of you, he won't let go until he feels like it-also uses his ability to dodge out of family tickle fights cause he knows they'll get him if he doesn't -like Klaus, he's also ganged up on, & it's even easier since he's tiny compared to the rest of them-his laugh is a really loud cackle & his eyes & nose scrunch up a lot, it's adorable-he swears like a sailor when tickled & thrashes around, but nothing really helps-he claims he's "too old for this shit" but Luther's like "you're never too old for this" before straight up murdering him

Ben-my dead son-it's hard for him to see all of his family but being unable to interact with them-he just wishes he can hug them & talk to them one more time-when Klaus finally made it happen, he was so overjoyed it was the sweetest thing ever-sick & tired of all the hentai jokes unless he's the one making them-used to be embarrassed about his power but now realizes how cool he is-was already bffs with Klaus when he was alive but they've gotten closer now that he died-pretty easy going & wants to have fun-helped keep everyone together & kept them from tearing each other's throats out, so once he hit the dust the family just kinda drifted apart-the fact that he has powers helps him stay around even when Klaus is high. Plus he's just stubborn & doesn't want to leave -gets kinda sad when he sees the other kids messing around & targeting each other cause he can only watch-his worst spots are his back, stomach & hips & he basically will go limp if you tickle him, he just gives up-has really breathy laughter-will tear up 5 seconds after laughing my precious boy-after he gets the hang of his powers, Klaus surprised him out of nowhere & attacked him for no reason-he claimed he was making up for lost time but Ben said he was just being mean-he'd be lying tho if he said he didn't enjoy every second of it

Vanya-my sweet baby dear, poor child-she's only just now learning to love herself-has major trust issues, & the shit with Harold did NOTHING to help-cried for like a week after the apocalypse cause she just feels so guilty & sorry-mended her relationship with Allison & loves her sister so much-almost cried when Claire called her Aunt Vanya-very claustrophobic-as much as she loves classical music, she also really loves classic & alternative rock-Diego literally had to beg her to play The Devil Went Down to Georgia but he managed to convince her & everyone was #shook-gets really embarrassed when anyone compliments her about anything & tries to deny it-apologizes over the smallest things. Allison told her she doesn't have to & she's trying to break the habit-really enjoys practicing with her power now that she knows she has it. She's gotten a lot better at controlling it-still pretty scared of Luther. He's apologized for everything & she forgave him but she can't help but flinch if he moves too quickly towards her, & it kinda breaks his heart -even more touch starved than Five cause while he had a childhood with the others, she was isolated & alone & had very little contact. It wasn't until after the apocalypse that she experienced a true genuine hug-always got sad when the others would play around & laugh & have fun cause it was one more thing she wasn't included in, so she's used to just hiding away by herself to practice -was barely ever the target during a tickle fight so she barely even remembers what it feels like-she honestly thinks she's grown out of it(spoiler alert: she hasn't)-a tickle fight breaks out while she's reading in the living room & out of habit she tries to go to her room cause she's used to disappearing without being noticed but Five teleports in front of her & is like um where the hell do you think you're going?-so she's like "to go read?" & by this point they have Allison & Diego's attention & Five's all "so you think you can just slink away scot free?" She tells him she's not ticklish & he belts out a laugh "I seem to remember otherwise" "well you're also like 60 so..." & that's how they found out she's still extremely ticklish-they never let her live it down-I mean they gotta make her feel included right? So it would be rude not to-her ears/neck, sides, & feet are death spots, she can't handle it-not much of a ler, but when she is she uses her skilled musician's hands to utterly wreck you, but overall she's pretty gentle-when she hears laughter her powers kinda go nuts(it's just a genuinely pure sound so she tends to really focus on it)& if it's her own laughter then it's even harder for her to control her abilities cause that fact makes her embarrassed & jittery so it takes her a while to calm down

Sorry this took so long, I've been pretty busy! But I had such a blast writing these so if you'd like to hear more or just want to talk about UA hit me up cause I'm always down to screech about my children(you can probably tell who my favorites are based off the length of each of their headcanons)

[alternateafterthought]

Now and Forever

Calum Hood x Reader

Summary: Coming back home for Y/N was something she had tried to avoid for many years and finding love was something she didn’t expect… not when her one greatest love was who she was avoiding.

Warning: Smut, language

Word Count: 9,438

A/N: Okay… so I got a little crazy and just started writing. I was going for a short and sweet smut but… well this happened. Leave a comment or message me if you would like to be added to my tag list. Requests are open.

Y/N had not been back home in years, 7 to be exact. Having left to go to university and overseas to finish her study, where she fell in love with an English painter. For 4 years they lived in a tiny studio apartment together in Rome, and Florence, and Paris, and Belgium, and recently in London. And after 4 years, Y/N had called it quits.

Y/N didn’t know when, but if she had to guess, 10 months ago she stopped feeling happy with her current situation. Actually, she wasn’t happy with moving around and still moving forward with her life, she wasn’t feeling the love she once had with her painter anymore. And Y/N’s mother had taught her not to beat around the bush, not to hold onto someone or something so tightly that it hurts her more.

So here she was, at Sydney International Airport, her entire life packed into 2 massive suitcases and a handbag. Y/N was just happy to be back on home soil, the humid air a welcome to her exposed skin, the sun warming her, a thin layer of sweat slinging to her. She knew how to deal with the heat, even after nearly 5 years of living international Y/N’s skin still welcomed the Australian sun, the smell of the sea living in her hair.

“Y/N, over here.” A voice spoke over the crowd.

Y/N smiled and waved; “Hey dad.” She ran in for a hug.

“How have you been?” He asked as Y/N pulled away a little, fixing her handbag back up her shoulder.

“I’ve been good.” Y/N smiled. “But god have I missed this place.”

“Well it’s definitely missed you.” Y/N laughed a little as he dad kept talking. “It’s been quiet for 5 years now, with you and the boys leaving to follow your dreams, it’s been too quiet for all of us.”

“The boys don’t come home much?” Y/N asked, trying not to sound too invested into them.

“You’d be surprised how when children leave the nest and have a taste of freedom how quickly they don’t come back.” Y/N’s dad smiled knowingly at his only daughter.

“I called, and texted and wrote.” Y/N laughed as her dad took the cart with her bags as they started to walk out into the parking lot. “How many people my age write letters?”

“Sweetie, only you would write a handwritten letter every week to your mother and me so you didn’t accidently call when someone you were avoiding was visiting.” Her dad laughed as she punched his arm.

“I was not avoiding anyone.” Y/N laughed.

“Riiiight.” Her dad laughed loudly. “And the thought of the boys being home wouldn’t make you book the first flight out of here.”

“Of course not…” Y/N shrugged, smirking. “I’d go for a drive to Nan’s out in the country and see how she’s going.”

“You’re something else, Y/N. I’ll give you that.” Y/N’s dad smiled, wrapping his arm around his daughter as they finally reached the car.

“I’m awesome what are you talking about?” Y/N laughed as she got into the passenger seat of her dad’s jeep.

“Just get in the car.” Y/N’s dad rolled his eyes laughing. “Your mother is expecting you home for a long stay.”

“Johnny and Benji?” Y/N asked, turning in her seat.

“Well Benji is at school, you know he started 9th grade this year right?” He asked.

“I sent him a backpack, remember?” Y/N nodded as she watched her dad get into the driver’s seat.

“Oh right. He refuses to use any other bag for school.” He shook his head, thinking of it. “And where else would Johnny be?” He raised an eyebrow.

“Well I was praying he got himself a girlfriend by now and moved out of mums.” Y/N laughed. “But I guess you can’t pick and choose your kids.”

“Don’t I know it.” Y/N’s dad pulled out of the space, heading for the exit.

“I hate you.” Y/N laughed.

“Nah, you just hate I’m the only one who can keep up with you.” Y/N’s dad laughed. “But you better remember where you got it from.”

“I know where.” Y/N watched the passing cars. “Mum’s pretty good at keeping you in line too.”

Laughing loudly at her dad’s mocking shocked face, Y/N couldn’t help but watch the passing life around her. The beaches, the people, the heat, her family. She didn’t realise just how much she had missed everything as they finally pulled up into the driveway of her childhood home. She could see through a window, her mum practically running around the kitchen, no doubt food everywhere, covering every surface on the kitchen and dining.

Y/N saw the exact moment her mum spotted her, she had dropped something and screamed with joy. Mind you, Y/N screamed just as loud, throwing her handbag at her dad as she ran towards the door. Her mum had beat her to it, throwing the door open and wrapping her arms around her daughter, pulling her in tight as she began to cry.

“Mum, please don’t cry. Your gonna make me cry.” Y/N wiped at the few that had already started to fall.

“I can cry if I want. My daughter has finally come home after 5 long years.” She pulled back a little, setting her hands on Y/N’s cheeks. “You look beautiful. London agreed with you.”

“Not like home though.” Y/N smiled. “So, what have you cooked for me? I’m starving and I want to eat before I go pick Benji up.”

“You sure you want to? You just got home.” Her mum asked.

“I did promise the minute I got home, I was to pick Benji up no matter what.” Y/N smiled.

“Shit, who the fuck let you back in the country?” Asked a voice from the door.

“The same people who mixed up the babies and gave us you.” Y/N smirked at her older brother.

“You wish.” Johnny laughed as he pulled her into a bear hug.

“Eww, get off me. You’re all sweaty.” Y/N struggled to get out of her brothers hold. “What have you been doing?”

“Three guesses.” Johnny wiggled his eyebrows suggestively.

“Packing your shit to move out of mum’s house?” Y/N mocked concentration. “I mean it’s definitely not getting laid because who would want you?”

“You’re such a brat.” Johnny reached for Y/N, tickling her.

“Hey, leave your sister alone and come help me with these bags.” Y/N’s dad called to Johnny.

“Why can’t she take her own crap inside?” Johnny asked, walking towards their dad anyway.

“Because they like me more.” Y/N laughed as her mum came to wrap an arm around her waist.

“That’s enough you two.” She spoke. “Now get those into Y/N’s room. We’ll be in the kitchen.” Walking into the never changing house, Y/N turned to her mum as she continued to speak. “So how long are you back for?”

“Um… I’m thinking about moving back actually.” Y/N smiled as they walked into the kitchen.

“Are you serious?” Her mum asked, hopeful.

“Yeah I’m missing home.” Y/N smiled. “So I figured I can travel whenever I want, but I would go looking for an apartment or something here.”

“You’ve stopped running then?” Her mum asked excited.

“Why is everyone asking if I’m running? What is there to run from?” Y/N asked confused.

“So you haven’t been running from Calum these past 5 years?” Johnny asked, walking in to the kitchen, their dad behind.

“Why would I be running from him?” Y/N asked a little more harshly then she’d have liked to.

Y/N watched as her parents looked at each other, questioningly. This just made her confused, why would she be running from Calum? Well, the more appropriate question would be, how did they figure out she was running from Calum.

“Well you have been in love with him since forever.” Johnny laughed as he jumped to sit on the counter.

“Are we talking about the same person?” Y/N asked.

“So she’s still in denial.” Johnny looked at their parents before picking up one of the chocolate chip cookies that sat on the counter next to him.

“Johnny, those are for your sister.” Y/N’s mum quickly changed the subject.

“Well it’s not like she’s going to eat them all. You made near 3 batches.” He said around a bite.

“So, what did you cook, sweetheart?” Dad asked mum, kissing her cheek.

“Y/N’s favorite.” Her mum smiled at her.

“Grandma’s friend chicken?” Y/N asked excited.

“Now that’s a welcome home or what?” Her dad asked.

“That depends… Grandpa’s Pie too?” Y/N asked.

“You can’t have Grandma’s fried chicken without Grandpa’s Pie.” Her mum smiled, touching her nose.

“Yes.” Y/N took her jacket off. “How can I help?”

“Which translates to, what can she eat?” Johnny laughed, getting down from the counter.

“Go sit down. I’ve done everything.” Her mum laughed. “You too love.” She leaned over and kissed her husband.

After Y/N sat down and caught up with her family and ate as much fried chicken and pie as her body would allow her to, she took her father’s jeep and drove the familiar streets of Sydney to her younger brother’s school. Y/N had not seen him in person since he was 9 and just starting 4th grade, and now he was 14 and she couldn’t wait to see him. Pulling up into the car park, she got out of the car and walked to the office to get him out of class.

When he was called out, she saw his feet dragged, the backpack she had sent him firmly on his back. He looked down at his feet before looking up and taking in the room before him. When he realised it was his big sister, Y/N, standing in front of him, his face picked up, a small yell leaving his lips as he ran and jumped into her arms.

“Y/N/N!” He wrapped his little arms around her neck.

“Hey buddy.” Y/N spun him around. “It’s so good to see you.”

“I thought you were never coming home.” Benji spoke into Y/N’s neck.

“Of course I was coming home. I had to see my little man didn’t i?” Y/N asked as Benji moved back a little.

Benji nodded as he laughed a little, placing his little hands on Y/N’s cheeks; “Can we go to the beach right now?”

“Not right now buddy.” Y/N laughed a little. “But it is Friday, so how about tomorrow, me and you spend the whole day at the beach?”

“That sounds fair.” Benji smiled.

Getting into the jeep, Y/N couldn’t help but stare at her little brother a bit, well not so little brother anymore.

“What?” He asked, fixing his hat.

“Nothing. You’ve just grown so much since I saw you late.” Y/N pulled out of the school. “Soon you won’t be my little brother anymore. I mean you’re almost taller than me now.”

“Well you haven’t seen me in what?” Benji shrugged. “5 years now.”

“Yeah, 5 years now.” Y/N echoed.

“You haven’t changed much though.” Benji looked at his sister, still the spitting imagine of what he remembers. “Except your hair.”

“I was always blonde.” Y/N touched her hair.

“Nah, when I saw you last, you had pink hair.” Benji smiled, thinking of the last picture he had of his sister.

“Oh yeah, I was right.” Y/N laughed.

“Did mum make friend chicken for you?” Benji asked.

“Yeah she did. She made enough for the entire street.” Y/N nodded.

“She’s been cooking since last night. I think she’s invited some people over tonight for you.” Benji watched Y/N’s face cringe.

“Why?” Y/N looked up.

“You’ve been gone for a while. She must want to convince everyone you really are back in town.” Benji laughed.

“I’m not some myth.” Y/N said.

“You might as well have been.” Benji looked to Y/N again.

“Well I’m home now.” Y/N smiled. “And I’m not going anywhere. Not for a long time.”

“What?” Benji asked.

“You wanna help me find an apartment next week? Because if I’m going to stay here, I need somewhere to live.” Y/N smiled.

“You’re really staying?” Benji asked, unsure.

“I’m really staying. If I go anywhere, you can come with me if you want.” Y/N reassured him.

Even after Y/N and Benji got back home, their mother was dancing around the kitchen, cooking up a storm. With a quick wave to them, she handed Benji a small plate of food before Y/N went into her room, finding that not one bit of it had changed in the time that she was away. But Y/N didn’t really stop to look around, instead climbing into bed and falling straight to sleep as soon as her head hit the pillow.

 When Y/N woke up, the sun no longer enveloped the room, but instead it was dark, a glow coming from out of her window. Y/N could tell before getting up that her parents had a bonfire light in the back yard, the smell of a bbq came up to her room on the second story of their house, the sound of people talking and laughing coming through her open windows. Y/N rolled onto her back, knowing she will need to get changed and go down and socialise when all she really wanted to do was roll over and go back to sleep.

“Mum wanted me to wake you like half an hour ago.” Benji spoke from the desk chair in Y/N’s room. “I figured you wouldn’t have wanted to go down anyway so I didn’t bother to wake you.”

“This is why I love you.” Y/N smiled at her little brother. “But we both know mum will be up any minute now. I should at least change my clothes.”

“I’ll wait outside.” Benji stood and walked to the door.

“Who’s out there?” Y/N asked.

She got her answer by a simple look from Benji. One that said ‘Everyone’. With a nod, Y/N stood from her bed, going through her suitcases to find something for the now cooler air that was sweeping through her windows. Considering it was still short weather of an Australian Summer, Y/N opted for jean shorts and a sweater, slipping into a pair of flats before moving her hair into a quick ponytail and moving out of her room.

“Hey sweetie, I was just coming to get you.” Y/N’s mum stood at the top of the stairs. “I sent Benji up here half an hour ago to get you. Everyone’s been waiting to see you.”

“Yeah, I heard.” Y/N smiled.

“Well, out ya come.” Her mum held out a hand. “Your Aunt and Uncle are here to see you. They want to say hello.”

“Fun.” Y/N faked enthusiasm that her mother chose to ignore.

Following her mother and Benji, Y/N saw that the back yard was full of people, her dad standing at the bbq with her uncle, and 3 other men as they laughed and drank beer. Her Aunt was standing in the kitchen with 3 other women who Y/N quickly recognised straight away.

“Y/N it’s so good to finally have you back home.” Y/N’s aunt wrapped her into a hug.

“Hey, how’ve you been?” Y/N asked stepping back.

“I’ve been good, but what about you? Living overseas and coming back to little ole Sydney.” She stepped back to stand with the other women.

“Well everyone comes back home someday right.” Y/N moved along to the next person.

“Hey sweetie, it’s so good to see you.” Liz Hemmings hugged Y/N.

“You too.” Y/N smiled, then hugged Karen Clifford. “Hello, how are ya?”

“Good. Good.” Karen smiled, kissing Y/N’s cheek.

“About time you came home.” Anne Marie Irwin wrapped her arms around Y/N. “Lauren was about ready to fly over to London and bring you back herself.”

“I was meant to visit earlier, I just…” Y/N breathed deeply shaking her head as she smiled and thought about her time away.

“Was in love.” Joy Hood smiled, moving to where Anne once stood.

“Yeah, I was in love.” Y/N smiled widely.

“He was a writer, right?” Joy asked, holding Y/N to her as they faced everyone.

“A painter actually.” Y/N nodded.

“How long were you with him?” Karen asked.

“4 years. And 5 countries.” Y/N smiled.

“5 countries?” Joy asked.

“We meet in Florence and lived there for a year. Then Rome, then Belgium, the Paris and finally London for 8 months.” Y/N listed her homes for the past 4 years.

“That would have been so amazing and romantic with a painter.” Anne swooned with the other girls.

“Oh god yes it was.” Y/N thought back to her time in Europe. “He was like… so intense you know.” Y/N smiled. “Like sometimes he’d go into like a trance and paint for days. Then on the 4th or 5th day he’d stop painting and like… worship me.” Every women in the room gave a jealous moan. “We’d just stay up all night talking and just… loving each other. He’d take me to breakfast, he cooked for me-“

“Okay stop, stop.” Karen laughed. “Your just teasing us now.”

“That was the point.” Y/N laughed with the others.

“So, why’d you come back home? And without this amazing man?” Liz asked.

“Um… We just fell out of love. Our lives going in 2 completely different ways.” Everyone giving an understandable nod. “I wasn’t going to drag him along if we were only going to end up hating each other.”

“That’s actually very grown up of you.” Liz smiled.

“Who would have thought Y/N would have grown into the most sensible out of all of our children.” Joy laughed, as they all remembered their children’s younger years.

“Well… I was bound to mature faster than any of the boys.” Y/N laughed. “That and I think we can all agree that I didn’t take as many hits to the head as any of the boys.”

The laughter that erupted caught the attention of the men out the back, all listening to the women inside laughing. Y/N’s father caught the sight of his only daughter, laughing with the women inside, she was home and she was safe, that’s all he could be thankful for.

 It was later, everyone had eaten and were now sitting around the bonfire, talking and drinking. Y/N looked around and couldn’t be happier with where she was right now, having missed these nights. There was something still missing, but Y/N would never admit that to anyone, let alone herself.

“I’m going to get a drink. Anyone want one?” Y/N stood.

“Yes please.” Her mum said.

“Me too.”

“Yep.”

“I would.”

“Please.”

5 people raised a hand. With a nod, Y/N moved into the house and to the kitchen to get what she needed. Y/N could feel something, someone watching her, but she couldn’t see anyone around her. Sitting everything on the counter, she moved to the front door and opened it, seeing something she wasn’t expecting to.

Screaming at the top of her lungs, Y/N slammed the door on a screaming man’s face. She moved back a little too quickly for herself and tripped over, falling to the ground as the door swung open again, 4 people running towards her to help her up. Y/N saw everyone from the back run in to see what was happening, seeing Y/N laying on the floor, Calum Hood kneeling next to her body, Ashton, Michael and Luke leaning over top.

“Aw man.” Y/N reached up and punched Calum on the arm.

“Ow, seriously?” Calum asked.

“You scared the shit out of me asshole.” Y/N closed her eyes, holding her head.

“Well there’s no need to beat me up for that.” Calum moved his hands to touch the back of Y/N’s head. “Did you hit your head hard?”

“No…” Y/N moved Calum’s hands away. “I feel on my arse, not my head.”

“Well what’s the difference with you?” Michael smirked over Y/N.

Y/N didn’t answer, instead giving him a middle finger salute which he laughed at. Calum helped Y/N stand before she moved back to take a look at all of them.

“So…” Y/N was at a loss for words.

“How’ve you been?” Ashton asked.

“Good. Good. Yourself?” Y/N nodded.

“Yeah good.” Ashton nodded.

“We’ve been pretty busy lately.” Luke Smiled. “New album and all.”

“You guys finally have new music?” Y/N asked, knowing the 5sos fandom was on meltdown having not had anything new in way too long.

“Why are we acting like we don’t know you?” Michael asked, pulling Y/N into his body. “How’s it going you dork.”

“It’s good to be home.” Y/N hugged Michael tightly, glad he didn’t treat her any differently. “What about you though? You guys travel just as much as I do.”

“Yeah, but we haven’t been avoiding coming home for nearly 5 years.” Michael laughed as Luke came in for a hug.

“Holy shit…” Y/N laughed.

“What?” Luke asked confused.

“You got big.” Y/N looked up to him. “I mean look at these shoulders.” Y/N put her hands on his shoulders. “You must have girls falling at your feet now kid.”

“Your such an asshole.” Luke laughed, tucking hair behind his ear.

“Kid your hot. Own it.” Y/N laughed, slapping his arse before jumping into Ashton’s arms.

“How the heck are ya?” Ashton spun around with Y/N in his arms.

“I’m home. How do you think I am?” Y/N laughed as he put her down.

“Glad to be home.” Ashton kissed her forehead.

“So, how long are you home for?” Luke asked as Y/N stood beside him, sinking naturally under his arm.

“Um… I’m here to stay.” Y/N smiled up at him. “I got bored of London. I wanted the heat and the beach and my mum.” Y/N looked at her mum who stood with everyone else.

It was then that Y/N remembered Calum was behind her, having stood off to the side, hands tucked away deep in his pockets. He concentrated on his shoes, listening to everything, just like she remembered him. Calum had always been quiet, and after growing up together, Y/N knew that it was just Calum… until she caught a glimpse of his eyes and Y/N could tell exactly what he was thinking.

“Hey.” Y/N smiled to Calum.

“Hey.” He nodded.

It was quiet until; “Really? That’s all you two got to say to each other? ‘Hey’.”

Y/N turned and saw Mali standing at the open door. Ashton, Luke, Michael and Calum acted quickly, covering their ears as Y/N and Mali screamed and tackled each other to the ground. Each girl almost in tears having not seen each other in years, having felt like they lost a sister almost 5 years ago.

“Where the fuck have you been?” Mali whispered to Y/N.

“Running.” Y/N whispering back to Mali, knowing she was the only one who knew.

“Well if you do it again imma fuck you up.” Mali laughed.

“I’m surprisingly okay with that.” Y/N laughed.

“Y/N!” A voice screamed, Y/N seeing only a flash of colours jumping on her. “YOU’RE BACK!”

“Lauren… Look at you. You’ve grown so much.” Y/N laughed, moving to wrap her arms around Lauren.

“Okay, okay. Up you guys get.” Y/N’s mum started to help the girls up. “Y/N’s not going anywhere, you can talk to her all night if you want to.”

“Come on ladies. I think I owe you a drink.” Y/N pulled Mali and Lauren with her.

“Well looks like we won’t be seeing these girls for the next 12 hours.” Ashton laughed.

“Nah… something closer to 15 hours.” Luke walked past the girls as they stood at the bottom of the stairs.

“At least we know it won’t be 5 years.” Calum moved to the kitchen.

“More like 3 and a half years… right Cal.” Y/N raised an eyebrow as she walked up the stairs, leaving everyone confused.

Mali and Lauren moved behind Y/N quickly, even though the girls weren’t the same ages, they were sisters and protected each other and loved like sisters. No matter what they go through, no matter what they do or where they go. They’re sisters.

It was about 2am when Mali and Lauren were passed out, Y/N leaving them to sleep as she moved through the now quiet house. Y/N already knew where she was going, she knew what she was going to do… what she didn’t know was how the night was going to end.

Walking a block away from her own house, Y/N moved into a the darkness of another familiar house, moving down the side of the house to the back door. Y/N wasn’t surprised to see Calum sitting on the steps of the back door, cigarette lit as he waited to her. They didn’t move for a few moments, each of them watching the other closely, trying to decide if the other was really here.

“What’re you doing here?” Calum asked, sounding bored.

“I came to talk.” Y/N crossed her arms over her chest.

“You came to talk? Now?” Calum asked, checking his phone. “At 2am, you came to talk?”

“If I’d have shown up tomorrow morning with your parents or sister or the boys here, would you have talked to me?” Y/N raised an eyebrow. With Calum’s silence Y/N spoke; “Exactly. So let’s talk.”

“What’s there to say Y/N?” Calum spoke quickly. “I tell you I love you and run away on the first flight to god knows where. Doesn’t sound like there’s much to talk about.”

“It wasn’t like that.” Y/N sighed.

“Then what was it like?” Calum put his cigarette out. “If you didn’t love me back, that’s all you had to say. I didn’t need that stupid letter you wrote me. Or one night together to never see you again.” Calum walked down the 3 steps, standing face to face with the girl who broke both of their hearts.

“I-“

“I don’t want any excuses Y/N. I don’t need answers that are going to raise more questions for me.” Calum stepped a little closer to Y/N. “Just be completely honest with me.”

“I loved you then like I love you now.” Y/N said straight away, hearing Calum’s breath hitch. “I just couldn’t be with you.”

“And whys that?” Calum asked.

“I-“ Y/N cut herself off, breathing deeply. “I was pregnant.”

“What?” Calum stepped back a little.

“The day you told me you loved me, was the day I found out I was pregnant.” Y/N looked at the space between them. “I was 17, I was scared. So I booked the first flight out of Sydney to my Aunt over in Italy. I was going to have the baby and never come back.”

“So… you have a child somewhere in the world?” Calum asked, a little shocked.

“No I don’t.” Y/N looked almost broken then. “3 months in, I had a miscarriage.” Calum moved closer to Y/N, pushing his hands deep into the pockets of his sweat pants so he didn’t touch her. “But I was so ashamed of just running out on you that I never came back. I finished school there and then I meet him.”

“So when I found you, you lead me on.” Calum accused Y/N.

“No… I just… I wanted to feel loved by a man I loved back. Even for just one night.” Y/N bared her soul. “But I was so scared and ashamed of everything that I felt I didn’t deserve you, no matter how much I loved you.”

“That was never your decision to make alone.” Calum spoke softly. “That’s something we should have decided together.”

Y/N looked into Calum’s soft eyes, a small smile playing on his lips. She had missed this, being around Calum, but after everything she had done, she felt she didn’t deserve to be. So why was she still here?

She was still standing there because she could still feel the ghost of what Calum had left her with before. The memory of his hands on her skin, burning to the touch, how his lips kissed every inch of her body, caressed the places she needed him to be. Y/N was, for the first time in her life, screamed in her head to be selfish and to take what she wanted. But she needed something, which would drive her selfishness, a sign that if she took what she wanted, she was never going to run again.

“Fuck.” Calum whispered, taking a small step back.

Y/N was a little confused, hurt even, until she watched Calum move his hand, fixing what was an impressive bulge in his pants. She smirked then, finding what she needed in that moment for her to reach out her hand and pull Calum closer to her own body, feeling his harsh breath brush against her face.

“God I missed you.” Calum whispered as his hands gripped Y/N’s waist, pulling her right against his warm body.

Y/N’s hands wrapped themselves into Calum’s thick hair, pulling at it slightly as she bought her lips up to meet his own in a familiar kiss. For a fraction of a second, Calum’s lips softly caressed Y/N’s, before he claimed hers in a fierce kiss, opening her mouth for him, allowing their tongues to meet. A deep grown came from the back of Calum’s throat as she walked him back to the step, breaking the kiss only slightly as he sat back down, pulling Y/N on top to straddle him.

Calum’s large hands moved down her body, coming down to cup her ass, bringing her up higher to sit just where he needed her. Y/N’s hands moved down his chest, feeling the rapid beat of his heart, perfectly in tune with her own racing heart as they continued a heated rushed kiss. Calum moved his hips, pushing his clothed cock against Y/N’s pussy, ripping an inhuman noise from Y/N’s lips. She moved back a little, resting her forehead on Calum’s, trying to catch watch little breath was around them in that moment.

“We cant.” Y/N moved her hands to his hair again. “I have your sister and Lauren at my house and I promised Benji that we’d hand out tomorrow. I can’t change my plans with him.”

“Okay…” Calum moved back, taking deep breathes. “Okay that’s understandable.”

“But I won’t leave you like this.” Y/N’s hands travelled down Calum’s body, reaching his sweat pants. “Just let me do this for you.”

“Here? Outside?” Calum raised an eyebrow at the women on top of him.

“We’ve already wasted enough time… so why bother going inside?” Y/N asked as her hand slipped into the front of his sweats.

Y/N gripped, well tried to, the base of Calum’s cock, moving her hand slowly to the tip as she climbed off of his lap and down to her knees. Y/N moved his sweats as his cock stood hard and free, with one look, she gripped him with both hands, running her thump over the slippery tip. Y/N’s eyes never once left Calum’s as she wrapped her lips around the tip of his cock, drawing out a groan from Calum as he intensely watched Y/N on her knees in front of him.

“Shit… fuck…” Calum breathed out, his hands pulling Y/N’s hair up to the top of her head, never obstructing from the view he had.

Y/N’s eyes watched as Calum’s grew darker as she moved his cock, running her tongue from his balls to the tip, opening her mouth to take in as much as she could. Calum hit the back of her throat as she gagged slightly, one hand holding the base of his cock the other moving to cup his balls.

Calum thrusted on instinct then, causing Y/N’s eyes to slightly water, she could feel spit drip down her chin. Calum moved on his own now, Y/N moaning around his in her mouth as he cursed her name and moaned.

“I’m gonna cum.” Calum breathed out.

Y/N pushed Calum’s hips down, moving back to the top before deep throating his entire cock. After the fourth bob of her head, Calum’s hand gripped her hair tightly, pushing her down as he came. Y/N had braced herself, as spurt after spurt of cum hit the back of her throat before she moved back, gulping in as much air as her lungs would allow her as spit and cum trailed down her jaw and chest.

Calum took a moment to catch his breath before putting himself back into his pants and walking inside quickly to grab paper towel as he came back to take care of Y/N. They were quiet, the loudest thing being the wind as Calum handed Y/N paper towel to clean herself up before looking back up to Calum.

He didn’t have to think about it, not even what just happen was going to stop him, and he moved his hand to Y/N’s chin, lifting her head to look as him as he kissed her, softly on the mouth. This time it was soft and was going nowhere and yet it meant more to both of them then any before.

“I’ll walk you home.” Calum murmured against Y/N’s lips.

“You don’t have to.” She smiled.

“I know I don’t have to. But I want to.” Calum intertwined their hands. “I’m not letting you go this time. Not ever.”

Standing out of the front Y/N’s house, Calum pulled her back into his body, kissing her softly.

“Can I see you tomorrow?” Calum whispered.

“I’m hanging out with Benji all day.” Y/N smiled.

“Let me take you to dinner then. Just me and you.” Calum looked into her eyes.

“Dinner? I’d love that.” Y/N kissed his lips again. “But we can’t let anyone know.” Calum looked hurt, but Y/N continued. “I want you all to myself for a little while.”

“That sounds fair.” Calum Kissed Y/N’s nose lightly. “Goodnight.”

“Goodnight.” Y/N laughed as she ran around her house to the back door to sneak back into her house and up to her room where Mali and Lauren were still peacefully asleep.

 For the entire day, nothing or no one could ruin Y/N’s day. The smile on her face seemed to be permanently etched on her lips, and no one questioned it, thinking she was just glad to be home. The only person who knew what was really going on was Calum, who had been impatient about seeing Y/N all day, but had happily given her the time with her family.

At around 2 in the afternoon, Y/N got a text from Calum to meet him at his place, which could only mean one thing… Calum asked Joy to cook. And she could smell it. The food wafting out of every open window as Y/N stood in front of Calum’s house, knocking twice before she heard heavy footsteps running to answer the door. The smile on both their faces matched as Calum opened the door, staring at each other as time slowed to a stop.

“Hey.” Y/N smiled.

“Hey.” Calum moved back a little. “Come in.”

Smiling, Y/N took his outstretched hand, as they made their way to the kitchen. Y/N was nervous. The last time they had eaten anything together, Y/N had been left at the restaurant, alone, confused and ready to run. Now, here they were standing in the Hood family’s dining room, Calum pulling out a chair for Y/N to sit down.

“Thank you.” She smiled as she sat.

“You’re welcome.” Calum kissed her cheek lightly before moving to the kitchen to grab 2 plates. “I had mum make up this before she went out.”

“I figured as much.” Y/N laughed lightly. “Last I remember you burn water.”

“Hey!” Calum sat a plate in front of her. “I can actually cook now.”

“Just not steak and potatoes?” Y/N looked at the plate then to Calum’s red face.

“Okay, I’m still learning.” He laughed a little, scratching the back of his neck.

“Well it looks amazing.” Y/N smiled. “I’ll have to thank your mum when I see her next.” She laughed a little. “Speaking of, where are your parents?”

“I asked them if I could have the house for a few hours.” Calum watched Y/N cut a piece of steak, watching as her lips wrapped around the meat, her tongue catching a bit of gravy that drips down her lips. “I said I wanted to hang out with you like old times. So I treated them to dinner.”

“Well, that’s very generous of you.” Y/N moaned around the piece of meat in her mouth. “This is so good.”

A hushed silence fell over the two as they started to eat, the echo of metal forks hitting the plate the only sound. They had been here once before and it didn’t end well, no doubt both of them thinking about it, the air having a touch of unease hanging over them.

“This is awkward for you, isn’t it?” Calum stated it more than asking a question. “Is it me?”

“What? No. no, this is perfect.” Y/N shook her head. “You’re perfect.” Y/N looked into Calum’s rich brown eyes, thinking of the earth after it’s rained. “I just don’t want to mess this up… not again.”

“Believe me. You won’t.” Calum smiled, moving to stand in front of Y/N. “No matter what, I’m holding onto you this time.”

“Second door on the left right?” Y/N asked a confused Calum as she stood, walking to the hall. “You’re bedroom?”

“Yeah.” Calum nodded, eyes darkening.

“Well, come on then. Second door on the left.”

Y/N and Calum stumbled into his room, their lips moving in time with their hands ripping at each other’s clothes. The glow of a street light out the front of the house was their only source of light as clothes started to be thrown around the room, the cool air caressing Y/N’s heated skin as Calum lay her on the bed.

“God, I missed you.” Calum hovered over Y/N’s exposed body, moving the strap over her bra down her arm to expose her breast.

“Touch me.” Y/N moaned.

Calum’s warm mouth enclosed around Y/N’s hard nipple as he pulled his jeans off his own body, never leaving direct contact with her skin.

“This isn’t going to be slow.” Calum looked up to Y/N, dragging her panties down her thigh slowly.

“I need-“ Y/N cut herself off. “Please.”

“God yes.” Calum confirmed, tossing her panties away and unclipping her bra and discarding it just as quickly.

Calum leaned down again, sucking on Y/N’s nipple again, causing her to moan, her hands dug into his hair, pulling at it. As he threw her bra off, his hot mouth transferred to her other nipple, showing it just as much attention as the other as her nails moved across Calum’s scalp.

“Condom.” Y/N whispered.

Calum moved off her a little, reaching into his top draw of one of his bed side tables, sitting a box on the table before grabbing one of them. Ripping it open, Y/N took it from him, sitting up against the headboard.

“Lay down.” Y/N smiled, moving around him.

Calum’s slightly laboured breath passed Y/N’s ear as he lay down, taking the spot she once lay. Straddling his waist, Y/N gripped him, swiping her thumb over the tip as he jerked forward before she rolled the condom on. Shuffling up a little, Y/N sat closer to where she needed to be, but she had to ask first.

“Are you sure?” Her doubt getting the best of her.

“Yes. I want you. Now and forever.” Calum’s soft voice reached her ears.

Smiling at him, Y/N took Calum’s cock in her hand, rubbing him against her wet pussy a few times as he thrusted forward, needing to be inside her as much as she needed him. Slowly, Y/N moved up a little before lining him up perfect for her to let him enter her. Taking him all the way to the hilt, Calum cursed as Y/N let out a moan, throwing her head back, eyes closed. Calum’s hands gripped Y/N’s waist, his fingertips digging into her skin as she moved slightly to get comfortable, adjusting to his impressive size.

“Oh god.” Y/N groaned. “God…”

“Are you okay?” Calum asked as he bit his lip, trying not to move.

“Yeah. Yeah I’m perfect.” Y/N laughed a little. “I just forgot how big you were.”

Y/N took a few deep breaths, leaning forward a little to get comfortable. Calum watched carefully, not wanting to hurt Y/N in any way, watching for any sign to pull out at any moment.

“Please fuck me.” Y/N looked into Calum’s eyes, giving him the nod to go for it.

Calum’s grip on Y/N became feral as he slowly eased out of her and thrust deep within her, causing a small scream to fall out of Y/N’s mouth. With every pounding thrust, Y/N cried out in pleasure, never missing a beat as she pushed down against him to meet every thrust. Calum never once slowed down his quick pace, his eyes never leaving the beautiful women on top of him, head thrown back, hair falling around her, moans and cries leaving her lips as he pounded into her.

“Oh my god… I’m gonna cum.” Y/N moved her hands to lean forward on Calum. “Shit, your gonna make me cum.”

“Same.” Calum could just hiss out as he hit deep inside of Y/N.

Y/N came then, Calum hitting the perfect spot within her, never slowing as he watched her come completely undone on top of him. As Y/N started to shake with bliss, Calum reached his own orgasm, holding Y/N to his sweaty body as they both tried to catch their breath.

Listening as Calum’s heartbeat came to a slow steady pace, Y/N finally moved to remove Calum from inside of her still, rolling off of him to the side. She closed her eyes and breath softly, feeling Calum move off the bed and then running water before coming back. When Y/N opened her eyes again, Calum was getting into bed again, moving as close as he could, pulling Y/N in and wrapping a blanket around them both. It was then, it the quiet and bliss, that Y/N drift off to sleep.

 Y/N woke up a few hours later, rolling over to see it was 1am, to use the bathroom and get a glass of water. She had gone out to the kitchen in one of Calum’s shirts and a pair of his boxers to get a glass of water when she saw that they had forgotten to clean up their dinner after they only ate half of it.  Not being one to leave the mess, Y/N started to clean the table down, before starting to wash the dishes.

She heard his soft footfalls, moving towards the kitchen. She didn’t have to turn to see he was only in a pair of sweats, or that he was rubbing his eyes as he walked to towards her. Calum’s warm hands came to sit on her hips, moving his body to press against Y/N’s, as his lips kissed the shell of her ear.

“You don’t have to do this.” Calum whispered, moving his hand under her shirt, his fingers splaying across her stomach.

“I can’t just leave it here for your mother to clean.” Y/N smiled, pulling the plug out to drain the water. “I don’t mind.”

“Well, I should at least say thank you for that.” Calum moved his hands down into the waistband of the boxers she wore, easing his middle finger inside of Y/N.

Jerking backwards, Y/N moved closer to Calum’s body, her ass hitting Calum’s semi hard dick; “Oh god.” Y/N breathed deeply.

“Will you let me say thank you?” Calum’s thumb brushed against her clit, trailing his fingers down her cunt, massaging her inner walls.

“Oh God… yes.” Y/N’s head moved back to lean against his bare shoulder.

Y/N’s hands gripped the edge of the sink, her knuckles white as Calum’s other hand moved up to cup her breast. Calum buried his fingers deep within Y/N, moving faster as Y/N gripped his wrist, keeping his hand where she needed him, his lips moved against her neck. Y/N started to breath heavily, writhing against Calum’s hand. Y/N’s eyes were closed, head thrown back as she moaned loudly, Calum’s fingers moving quicker.

“Cum on my hand. I got ya.” Calum whispered.

Biting her lip, Y/N’s body shuddered, trying not to scream as her orgasm pulsed through her body. Calum moving his hand to rub her clit fast and hard as she withered, her hands moving from the sink to grip Calum’s thighs, her body hitting the edge of the sink as Calum pushed her forward.

“Jesus fucking Christ.” Y/N breathed out.

Calum kicked Y/N’s legs apart, moving her to lean down as she heard something ripping. She could tell what it was as she positioned herself to lean back over the sink, still trying to breath normally. Calum pushed the boxer she wore down, which now sat at her ankles, his own following suit at his ankles.

“I’m gonna need you to be very quiet.” Calum whispered.

“Mmmh.” Y/N moaned as she felt his cock move against her. “So big.” She whispered as he pushed forward down to the hilt.

Calum’s hands gripped Y/N’s waist, pulling her back to meet his thrust. He didn’t give her time to adjust to his size, but she didn’t need it as she pushed back against him, moaning as her head fell forward. Y/N could only hear two things, Calum’s skin slapping against her own and the deep groans falling from Calum’s lips, trying her hardest to not make any noise.

Y/N felt completely filled by Calum, driving in and out, in and out of her, taking her to delirious pleasure.

“Yes. Yes. Yes.” Y/N chanted quietly. “Please. God yes.”

Calum was hitting her sweet spot, repeatedly and without pause, almost ripping her next orgasm out of her soul. Calum place his hand over Y/N’s mouth to quieten her as she withered through her second orgasm. Calum whispered something, his voice deeper than ever before as he started to cum, his cock throbbing inside of Y/N. He stayed buried, deep in Y/N’s warm pussy as they both breathed deeply, trying to catch any air they could.

Y/N almost collapsed against the sink, but Calum was quicker and held his arm around her, pulling her to him. Calum pulled out of Y/N, turning her around to lean against the sink as he took of the condom before wrapping his arms around Y/N again. Calum moved lazily, pulling his own boxers up and then Y/N’s before kissing her nose, and then her lips as she leaned into Calum breathing normally now.

“Are you okay?” Calum asked Y/N.

“Perfect.” She looked up to meet Calum’s eyes. “But I think we should go to bed now.”

“Let’s go then.” Calum smirked before lifting Y/N up bridal style.

“Calum…” She giggled as he started to walk to his room.

“You know I’ve been thinking…” Calum spoke as he sat Y/N on the bed. “I should probably look into getting my own place here.”

“You could do that.” Y/N moved over as Calum kneeled on the bed. “It’s the smart thing to do.”

“It’s also a place I can have you again, and again, and again, and again.” Calum moved over top of Y/N, kissing her lightly. “And you’re looking to get your own place anyway.”

“Calum Hood…” Y/N ran her fingers through Calum’s hair. “Are you asking me to move in with you?”

“After 5 years, why wait? I want to start forever with you now.” Calum smiled.

“I’d love to.” Y/N leaned up and kissed Calum lightly.

“I think it’s time you went back to sleep.” Calum laughed a little as Y/N yawned. “Goodnight.” Calum kiss Y/N as he lay down next to her.

“Goodnight, Cal.” Y/N cuddled into Calum’s warmth.

 Calum had woken up about 5 minutes ago, having been to the bathroom and back into bed, not yet wanting to leave their bubble. He knew the exact moment Y/N woke up, her body moving closer to his own, no doubt looking for extra warmth to go back to sleep.

“Good morning.” Calum whispered.

Y/N groaned, saying something unintelligible before rolling over, pulling the blanket over her head as she moved to lie on Calum’s chest. Calum laughed a little, the vibrations moving through a sleepy Y/N.

“Don’t you look beautiful in the morning.” Calum laughed a little.

“Of course.” Y/N moved the blanket to rest under her chin. “Doesn’t every women?”

“Yep, that troll hair and drool are what every man wants to see in the morning.” Calum kissed her forehead.

“Any woman that looks perfect waking up has been up for at least an hour before a man wakes up to make herself look desirable.” Y/N peaked through the lids of her eyes, blinking to let little by little sunlight in.

“Well aren’t I lucky to be waking up with you.” Calum smiled, kissing Y/N’s nose.

“You are really smooth this morning. You know that?” Y/N laughed a little.

“I’m always smooth.” Calum laughed.

“Uh huh.” Y/N  laughed, lying on her back. “Cause I believe that.”

“Hey,” Calum rolled to move on top of Y/N. “You’re still here aren’t you?”

“Oh shut up.” Y/N laughed.

“Mmmh.” Calum moved down Y/N’s naked body. “Make me.”

Calum’s lips soft kissed his way down Y/N’s breast, removing the shirt that was covering her body, sucking on her nipples softly before moving down, trailing the boxers she wore down her legs before he ended up between her legs. Y/N moan softly, her hands subconsciously moved to wrap into Calum’s hair, her eyes falling shut once again as Calum kissed his way to her pussy.

Calum slipped a finger into Y/N’s pussy, seeing if she was just as ready for him as he was for her. Feeling she was wet, his moved his mouth down to suck on her clit, drawing another moan from her lips. Calum moved his finger slowly at first, slowly gaining momentum as Y/N’s moans became louder, tongue fucking her now.

It surprised Y/N more than it should have, tightening her thighs around Calum’s head; “Fuck, you’re making me cum.”

Calum latched onto Y/N’s clit, his fingers moving faster inside Y/N as he kept her on her high, before slowing as she started to shake. Giving one last kiss to her clit, Calum made his way back up Y/N’s body, finally looking her in the eyes.

“Good morning.” He said again.

“Good morning.” Y/N breathed out.

Y/N reached her hand up, pulling Calum down to kiss her on the mouth, tasting herself on his tongue.

“I have to admit.” Y/N giggled. “I’ve never been woken up quiet like that before.”

“Well, you better get used to it.” Calum smirked. “That’ll be the best way I wake you up for the rest of our lives.”

Y/N laughed loudly then, Calum joining her as he kissed her again, softly at first, then again and again. Calum couldn’t get enough, and from the sounds Y/N made, he knew she couldn’t either, touching and kissing and caressing. She moved her hips up, pressing her cunt against Calum’s cloth hard cock, almost begging him to get inside of her.

Calum reached over to his bedside table again, ripping the foil off and quickly throwing his own boxers somewhere into his room. Making sure the condom was on, he leaned back over Y/N’s body, ghosting his fingertips up her thighs, over her hips, between her breast to cup her face. Bringing his own lips down to kiss Y/N sweetly before he slid slowly and purposely into the warmth of Y/N’s pussy.

Leaning down to kiss Y/N a little harder, Calum started to lazily move his hips, kissing down to her breast. Y/N moaned, running her hands through Calum’s hair as their hips started to meet each other. Calum sat up onto his knees as he quickened his pace, Y/N moving her hands to grip his headboard above her head.

“Harder. Please.” Y/N groaned desperately moving her hips. “More.”

Calum started to pound into Y/N, one of his hands held a feral grip on her waist, the other moving to rub her clit harshly. They weren’t even trying to be quiet anymore, Calum rocking into Y/N enough to make the headboard hit the wall. Y/N moaned loudly, a deep groan building in Calum’s chest as his skin slapped hers, hitting her sweet spot again and again.

“Oh my god,” Y/N moaned as Calum leaned down, attaching his lips to hers, moving her legs up as he harshly pounded into her. “Harder. Harder.”

Calum moved at a feral pace, his head falling into Y/N’s neck as she bit into his shoulder to keep her from screaming. She could hardly concentrate, only just hearing Calum muttering what sounded like some type of prayer to Y/N as he continued to move inside of her.

“You’re gonna make me cum.” Y/N cried. “Oh my god, I’m cumming.” Y/N cried as her orgasm ripped through her.

“Fuck.” Calum swore, emptying himself into the condom. “Fuck. Shit.” Calum thrusted once, twice before coming to a stop.

Calum fell to lay completely over Y/N, lazily kissing her neck as Y/N moaned lightly. Y/N could feel Calum still inside of her, neither of them in any hurry to move, loving the feel of how close they were.

“I never knew I could be a morning person.” Y/N laughed, causing Calum to laugh with her.

“Well get used to it.” Calum kissed Y/N softly before pulling out of her completely. “Because you are stuck with me from now on.”

“God I hope so.” Y/N leaned up to kiss him before he rolled off of her, standing and stretching before disposing of the used condom.

He turned to look at Y/N, holding a hand out to her.

“Come on. Let’s go have a shower.” Y/N raised an eyebrow. “Just to shower. I want to take you out for breakfast.”

“Okay then.” Y/N let Calum help her up.

 An hour later, Y/N and Calum moved quietly down the hall, hoping not to wake his parents so they could go out to eat. They thought they were safe as they reached the living room.

“So… how was your night?” A voice caused Y/N and Calum to jump.

Turning, they saw Michael, Luke and Ashton sitting at the table, eating breakfast with Calum’s father and sister, his mother in the kitchen. Each person had a different expression on their face, from a smirk to a smile and a raised eyebrow in disgust. Y/N wanted to be angry, but one look at Calum’s face of horror as he realised his mother was still in the house and awake, having no doubt heard them, he wanted to die on the stop.

Y/N turned her body into Calum’s and let out a loud laugh, Luke, Michael and Ashton joining her. Calum wrapped an arm around her laughing body, giving a nervous laughed to his father, avoiding his mother’s eye at all cost.

“So, did you two want breakfast?” Joy asked, trying her hardest not to start laughing.

“We’re leaving.” Calum announced, pulling Y/N behind him.

“Okay then. Have a great day.” Joy yelled after them.

“We are never going to live this down.” Calum opened the passenger car door for Y/N.

“Nope, not a chance in hell will we.” She kissed him lightly.

“Do you think mum heard us this morning?” Calum asked Y/N.

“What do you think?” She motioned behind him back to the house.

At the window the boys stood, making provocative assumptions to them both, laughing loudly. Joy could be seen in the kitchen, laughing just as loudly with Calum’s father and sister.

“Oh god.” Calum looked up. “Just kill me now.”

“Hey…” Y/N slapped his chest. “They’re all gonna have to deal with us for the rest of our lives. Now and forever.”

“Now and forever.” Calum kissed Y/N lightly before moving to the driver’s seat.

Y/N had found love years ago, it just took her a few years, 7 to be exact, to keep it. Even through every bump in the road, she would always find her way back to him. This was it, she knew as they drove down the street, as Calum moved his hand to intertwine their finger, bringing it up to plant a kiss on the back of her palm. Y/N was done running, and even if she did run, she knew and could count on Calum chasing after her and bringing her back home. Now and forever.

#calum hood #calum hood imagine #calum hood imagines #calum hood 5sos #calum hood 5sos imagine #calum hood 5sos imagines #calum thomas hood #calum thomas hood imagine #calum thomas hood imagines #cth #cth imagine #cth imagines #5sos #5sos imagine #5sos imagines #5 seconds of summer #5 seconds of summer imagine #5 seconds of summer imagines #luke hemmings #michael clifford #ashton irwin #smut #smut imagine #smut imagines #5sos smut #5sos smut imagine #5sos sumt imagines #calum hood smut #calum hood smut imagine #calum hood smut imagines

[aroseandapen]

{Where the sky and water meet}

Trying out a 30 day OTP OT3 Challenge with any combination of the saioumota boys. New OumotaWeek flavors!

Day 17: Washing (+day 5, AU) - oumota

AO3

(Kaito visits the merman who’s taken a liking to both him and the sweets he brings. He can’t deny that cute face, even if he does go home wet and smelling like fish.)

Standing waist-deep in water, feeling the waves push and pull him along, Kaito couldn’t help but imagine what could happen to someone alone in the ocean like this. While the shore wasn’t too far away, it was devoid of anyone who might see something if Kaito ran into a problem. An image like that made him nervous for a brief moment, before he forced his thoughts elsewhere, to the very reason why he needed a secluded beach instead.

He focused on the goal ahead of him, a rocky outcropping that he found made a perfect place to sit. Kaito waded towards it, holding his messenger bag up so that it wouldn’t get wet.

As he reached it, out of the corner of his eye he saw something darting toward him. He spun around, teetering dangerously from the quick movement. The shape moved in on him fast, the water bending over it as it swam towards him.

“Shit, dammit,” he muttered to himself, holding his bag above his head and bracing himself.

The swimming shape breached the water’s surface with a splash, and Kaito just caught sight of a bright-smiling face and mischievous purple eyes before it hit him, wet arms wrapping around his chest and he stumbled backwards one... two... three steps...

And fell backward into the water.

A spray of bubbles escaped his mouth as his head dunked below the surface, before he had the good sense to hold his breath. Somehow, miraculously, he kept his bag held aloft and above the water as he used his free hand to grope at the muddy sand beneath him. He pushed himself back up, and once again got to his feet.

This time with a new weight hanging off of him.

“What the hell was that for, Kokichi? I brought you cake, and you’re going to ruin it by getting it wet like that.”

A deceptively human face grinned up at him, the iridescent purple fins at the sides of his head wiggling in delight. The sharp teeth that lined his mouth had once intimidated Kaito, but now they were nowhere near as unnerving as the way the merman now batted his second set of eyelids at him, the translucent film slipping down and up over his eyeballs making him shudder at the sight.

“And will you stop that? It’s creepy.”

“Stop what? I’m just soooo happy to see you. It’s boring and lonely in the ocean by my self alllll week.” Kokichi pouted, as if he wasn’t fully aware that what he was doing gave Kaito chills. Despite his feigned innocence, he did stop, his gaze flickering up to the bag that Kaito still held above his head. “Oooh, ohh, you brought me cake? Gimme, gimme!”

“Hold on, let me sit down first, geez. You’re such a child,” he grumbled, mostly to himself as he waded the short distance left between him and the outcropping that’d been his original goal. The rock that had become a meeting place for him and the (quite excited) merman.

Kokichi released him, splashing back down into the water and drifting until Kaito sat down and got himself situated. The moment he did, and the messenger bag was set to the side where it wouldn’t accidentally fall into the water, Kokichi hauled himself up out of the water with surprising strength for such a slim upper body. He flopped right into Kaito’s lap, wiggling around until he could recline against the rock with him, sitting right beside him with his tail thrown across Kaito.

He grinned, wrapping his arms around him. Always touchy, Kaito found, but that could only be expected. From what Kokichi told him, there wasn’t exactly anyone that he could touch and cuddle with in the open ocean. Mermaids--mermen? merfolk?--seemed to be mainly solitary. Kaito would be touch-starved too in that case.

“Ok, you’re sitting! Now gimme my cake!”

Kaito almost wanted to say no with how demanding Kokichi was acting, but he couldn’t bear to refuse him with the way his eyes sparkled with unrestrained excitement. So he muttered out a half-reluctant assent, opening his bag to pull out a plastic container, with a piece of cake that he’d bought at the nearby bakery on his way there.

Kokichi snatched it from him the moment he had it within reach, tearing it open and grabbing the cake whole with his bare hand. Globs of frosting squished off between his fingers, and Kaito grimaced as he held his fistful of cake to his face and chomped into it.

“I brought a fork you know...” he said, to which Kokichi gave him a puzzled look, but didn’t respond.

Right, Kaito supposed it didn’t matter anyway. Although it seemed unpleasant and messy to him, he guessed that anything would just wash off once he went back into the water. Besides... Kokichi’s regular diet of fish guts and other raw seafood had to be messier than bread and frosting.

“Mmm,” Kokichi hummed out his pleasure as he devoured the slice. It was gone in no time, and he slowly licked the frosting from his fingers. “It’s so good, next time you should bring me more.”

“We’ll see,” he said, keeping vague. “Now get off, if you’re going to sit in my lap here, I’m not getting frosting all over me.”

“You’re so *mean*,” Kokichi pouted, but complied, rolling off of Kaito and into the water.

“Well it’s bad enough having to walk home soaking wet and freezing after being out here for a few hours.” Not to mention the persistent smell of fish that hung around him even after a long, hot shower. “I don’t need to be all sticky as well.”

Kokichi pulled himself back into his place, freshly rinsed off. He wrapped an arm around Kaito’s neck, smirking as he brought their faces closer together. His other hand rested on Kaito’s cheek, and he could feel Kokichi’s breath on his lips.

“Well I know a way to keep you warm in the ocean, if that’s a problem.”

Kaito felt his cheeks warm, his heart skipping a beat at how suggestive Kokichi sounded there. It took a few seconds for him to remember the implication under his words, and he pushed Kokichi’s face away.

“Fucking stop that already. I’m not kissing you.”

Kokichi pouted again, although he didn’t seem too bothered by the rejection. “Aww, I’m so sad that you won’t let me turn you into a mermaid. I bet you’d make a really handsome one too. You’ll just lose a few memories in the process, but you’ve been human your whoooole life. It’s selfish if you don’t give the rest of us a turn!”

“You were already human once,” Kaito pointed out, remembering what Kokichi had told him. Supposedly, through a kiss a mermaid and a human could switch places, at the cost of the human’s memories and their former life. He couldn’t imagine why anyone would do that willingly, but if it were true then apparently Kokichi had.

Not that Kokichi could recall it, anyway.

“Yeah I guess.” Kokichi shrugged, tracing his fingertips over Kaito’s chest. “I mean, being human must suck if I’m here now, so who cares! Even if the cake is really good.”

Kaito didn’t know how to respond to that. Although the merman brushed it off, he felt as if Kokichi wasn’t being completely honest with remaining as he was. He wrapped his arms around Kokichi’s waist, hugging him closer. His hand trailed over his tail, careful of the scales that could cut him if he let his guard down. Kokichi had told him once that it felt a little nice, although the sensation was dull and his tail wasn’t so sensitive as Kaito’s skin seemed to be in comparison.

The silence persisted for a few minutes, before Kokichi tilted his face up towards him with a pleading smile.

“Are you sure you don’t wanna kiss me? I bet I’m a really good kisser, and being a mermaid isn’t so bad, other than the long hours of boredom and isolation that come with it.”

Kaito rolled his eyes. “Man, you’re really selling me on this.”

“Buuuut I’ll come visit you every day! And maybe bring you some cake!” Kokichi leaned in, brushing his lips over Kaito’s shoulder. “And I’ll kiss you so hard you’ll literally forget everything about yourself, nee-heehee.”

“I don’t really know why I put up with you sometimes.”

“Because you loooove me!”

“Ugh, you’re being ridiculous.”

Kokichi’s eyes twinkled in the sun like purple-colored sea glass. “But you don’t deny it~. I bet you really do want to kiss me.”

“Shut up or I’m not going to bring you anything ever again,” he said, but it was an empty threat. “Anyway, I told you. I have things I want to get done before I die, and I gotta work hard and make it happen. I’m studying for the astronaut certification exam, and a buddy of a buddy of mine is gonna get me fake papers saying that I’m a college graduate so I can take it! My dreams are right within reach!”

The merman didn’t respond right away, his face slipping into a blank expression that Kaito couldn’t read. When he did speak again, his tone was neutral. “Why so soon? You can just go to college first, and then take the exam.”

“I can’t wait! I want to go to space as soon as possible!” The thought brought a huge grin to his face. “Man, I just can’t wait. I want to explore the universe and go farther places than any man has gone before! My name will be in history books, and I’ll blaze the way for others to come after me.”

Kokichi’s smile was small, almost strained. “I can’t believe Kaito is such a nerd,” he said with a tiny giggle.

“Hey, I am not!”

“You’re such a nerd,” Kokichi insisted, his smile growing. “Don’t forget me when you’re meeting aliens and bringing home space rocks.”

Even if his tone was light, Kokichi’s words put a damper on Kaito’s bolstering mood. Right, in his moment of excitement he completely forgot what that sort of thing would mean for his visits with Kokichi. When he went for training, he’d have even less chance to come to the beach. The weekly visits would become monthly, or even less. Only a few times a year he’d be able to come out.

“I’d still come visit whenever I can, you know. I’m not going to forget you.”

A beat passed, the silence more telling than anything Kokichi would ever say aloud. “Nee-heehee, of course you wouldn’t! There’s no way you could ever forget anyone as adorable and fun to hang around as me!”

And the conversation turned away from there, and they continued chatting for the next few hours as if their impending separation weren’t hanging over their heads like a blade ready to come down on them. All the while, Kaito couldn’t get Kokichi’s earlier words out of his head.

‘being a mermaid isn’t so bad, other than the long hours of boredom and isolation that come with it.’

A guilty desire bubbled up in Kaito’s chest, and he immediately felt sick for it. Yet, as ashamed as he was of it, he couldn’t deny that he wished that someone would one day soon come along who was willing to trade places with Kokichi. And he hated himself for it.

#oumota #oumotaweek2018 #oumotaweek #drv3 #danganronpa v3 #kokichi ouma #kaito momota #mermaid au #holy fuck this took so long to write #drabble #30 day challenge

[thatoneloser-kid]

deanoru prompt: karolina dean didn't peg nico minoru as a cuddler/touchy pda so she was very much surprised. she always melts whenever nico touches her (or even looks at her tbh)

It wasn’t that Nico didn’t show her any kind of affection, Nico was the most loving person she had ever been around, once you got past that bristly exterior.

After they started dating, in secret at first, Nico was just all over her, it was like she was starved of attention with them being a secret and it all just exploded out of her when they were alone.

She would curled up against Karolina’s chest, lay across her lap, rest her head against her chest with her leg thrown over Karolina. She was constantly playing with Karolina’s fingers or kissing her neck.

But Karolina never pegged her as someone who was touchy feely in public, she didn’t expect any PDA when they came out.

So, when they were kicked out of the closet by an angry Alex who caught them half naked, Nico with Karolina sitting on the dresser at Karolina’s place, Nico wedges in between her legs as they kissed, she was surprised when Nico went from keeping a little distance between them to practically (and a few times literally) sitting on her lap.

The first time I happened was the day after they had been caught, they met up at Chase’s place and Karolina took a seat on armchair, figured Nico would want to keep a little distance like she had the night before. But when Nico got there she shucked her jacket off and planted herself on Karolina’s lap.

Karolina let out an embarrassing little squeak, making Chase smirk over at her, her arms hanging uselessly in the air for a few seconds before settling around Nico’s hip, one settling on her thigh.

“Hey, baby.” Nico whispered against her ear, planting a kiss on her cheek.

“Uh, hey,” Karolina croaked, her cheeks heating up, the tips of her ears probably red.

“You okay?” Nico asked.

“She’s blushed,” Molly grinned from the bean bag across from when, her mouth stuffed with the popcorn Gert had brought.

“Am not,” Karolina huffed.

“Geez, I thought you guys were secretly dating for weeks before we found out.” Gert commented.

“We were.” Nico confirmed.

“And she still gets all flustered like that?” Chase whistled, looking almost impressed. “You gotta tell me how you pull that off, Minoru.”

“I’m not flustered,” Karolina huffed, choking a little on her saliva when Nico wiggled a little.

The group grinned over at her, bar Alex, who was uncharacteristically quiet during the whole exchange.

“Shut up,” Karolina huffed.

Karolina thought Nico was just making a statement that night, making a point of showing the gang they were together, she figured Nico would stop after that night.

Boy was she wrong.

She was standing at her locker the next day, they weren’t out in school so Karolina thought it would just be business as usual, stuffing books into her locker when Nico came over, her hand tickling the sliver of exposed skin on Karolina’s lower back as she walked past and leant against the locker beside Karolina’s. “I really like those jeans on you.”

“Are you- we aren’t out here yet, are you sure?”

“I’m sure if you are,” Nico said, her lips hooking up into a little smirk as she pushed herself of the locker, looking at Karolina with a look that had her stomach fluttering.

“I am,”

“Good,” Nico hummed, her hips landing on Karolina’s hips, backing her up against the locker and kissing her pushing herself up onto her toes.

Karolina’s entire body buzzed, her whole body shaking as she kissed back, her hands hovering by Nico’s hips unsurely, until Nico grabbed them and placed them on her hips, a little lower than Karolina would have placed them. Then Nico’s hands found Karolina’s cheeks, softly creasing them and, god, Karolina just melted.

A wolf whistle forced them apart, Karolina leaning back against the locker, dazed, while Nico glanced to her left to see Chase grinning at them from down the hall , Molly on his back who was also grinning.

“Get it, Dean.” Chase called in that obnoxious jock voice he had, making Molly laugh.

“Get a room, more like it.” Molly said.

“We will,” Nico whispered, looking up at Karolina through her eyelashes. “Mine. Tonight.”

Karolina nodded dumbly, which was stupid, it wasn’t like this was the first time they had had sex.

Karolina spent the rest of the day feeling like she could just barely breath, her cheeks seemed to be permanently red because Nico just didn’t stop touching her.

In the hallways, at lunch, even in class, where she placed a hand on Karolina’s leg, making her jump, her knee hitting off the table and her pen making a huge line through the work she had just done.

Nico just smirked down at her book, tracing little hearts on her thigh.

What truly surprised her, though, was the first time they were around their parents.

It was at a parents evening at the school and Karolina showed up with Leslie (Frank was away on some job for the church), and they had just stepped through the door when she had an armful of Nico.

“Save me,” Nico whispered against her ear, making Karolina laugh, her face hiding in Nico’s neck.

It could be played off as a friendly hug, but the kiss that followed couldn’t, a soft, lingering on that smudged a little black lipstick on Karolina’s lips (she really had to talk to Nico about getting smudge proof stuff).

“Nervous?” Nico asked, using her thumb to wipe Karolina’s lips.

“Yeah,” Karolina forced out through a dry throat.

“Why?” Nico said. “You’re a straight A, goody two shoes, I think it’s me who has to worry.”

“Oh, no, not about that.” Karolina admitted.

“Me?” Nico arched an eyebrow at her. “I make you nervous?”

“Are you surprised?” Karolina laughed softly.

“Let’s go, Nico.” Robert called and when Karolina looked over at him he was watching them with a soft smile.

“You’re gonna be fine,” Karolina assures, planting a kiss on Nico’s forehead.

“See you in there, nerd.”

Nico headed over to her dad, and Karolina dreaded the look on her mother’s face, she had no real idea how she would react.

“You didn’t tell me you two were finally together,” her mother said, sliding her arm around Karolina’s waist.

“Finally?”

“Well, yeah.” Leslie laughed. “You have had a thing for that girl since you were kids.”

That surprised Karolina, which must had came across in her expression cause Leslie smiled. “You knew?”

“About Nico, yes. I didn’t, and don’t, know where you sit on the spectrum.”

“Girls,” Karolina said. “Just girls.”

That didn’t seem to phase her mother, who just squeezed her side and gave her a stern look. “Is there anything you have to tell me before we go in here?”

Nico spent the entire event casting her looks, soft, loving ones and Karolina just melted every time.

This was something she couldn’t wait to have Nico look at her like that for the rest of her life.

#nico x karolina #nico minoru #karolina dean #deanoru #runaways #marvels runaways

[haodycowboy]

kissing seventeen

lo and behold i am back with this series literally no one asked for but alas!

bts ver. mx ver. ptg ver.

this is very long so ‘tis under the cut. thanks for reading if u do! (also im so sorry for being annoying with the 345 tags)

seungcheol: the best boyfriend kisses. he’s a warm person so when he holds you it feels like he’s completely engulfing you. smiley kisses. lots o tongue. but like somehow gentleman still?? like he knows how to chill without sticking his tongue down your throat. just like,,, subtle bleps. yeah, a blep boy. a possessive, competitive boy, so if he sees any of the other boys with one of their s/o’s even so much as peck each other on the cheek this kid will make out with you anywhere just so everyone and you know that he loves you the most and knows how to show it.

jeonghan: treats you like royalty. literally the epitome of the respecting women meme so of course when he kisses you that’s all ur gonna be getting honey. holds your face a lot. audible boy. always tells u how u make him feel. his is always breathless after he kisses you. will tell you how much he loves ur kisses. always.

josh: always kisses you at the door after dates. is shy about it. once you’re like a seasoned couple that shits over boo. is always about improving himself and the two of you as a couple so over time he’s becoming very in tune with you and himself. has acquired all the knowledge on what you like/dislike. knows your body language down to a fuckin T my dude. tbh he’s probably looked up and taught himself how to read body language.

junhui: sexy kisser. teaser. pushes your head up a lot. like you know that kind of kiss where he tilts your head back with his hand on your chin. likes leading the kisses but revels in it when you get bold. doesn’t necessarily dislike having you in his lap but likes kissing you when you’re above him, if that makes sense. like he’ll have you on the counter, up against the wall with your legs wrapped around his waist ya know?

soonyoung: always escalates fast. not that you mind but literally everything you do riles him up. you gotta calculate how to kiss him before you do it. beware of where you put your hands. another tease but like, a cute one? whenever you ask for kisses he’ll lean back to watch you pucker your lips, then he’ll kiss you, but like, very light, and he’ll continually lean back to see you get frustrated and just keep doing that till you hold him to you and kiss the living daylights out of him. doesn’t mind, of course. a lip biter.

wonwoo: a very unpredictable boy. is aware of the many ways people can kiss. sees it in movies and reads it in books and always likes experimenting with u to see which ones make you gasp the most. the one consistent thing is that he likes kissing your neck. no hickeys tho, those scare him. he knows most people are sensitive on and around their necks (you being no different) and just loves the reaction he always gets out of you. loves it when you sit behind him on the couch and kiss his shoulder while he does whatever.

jihoon: gives a lot of pecks. but doesn’t outweigh how much he makes out with you. while you make out he pauses a lot to just peck your lips and continues on kissin’. he likes when you talk. like when you come home and kiss him first thing, he’ll ask about your day and give you little kisses in between. kisses you a lot before bed. wants you on top of him giving him lazy kisses. when I say on top of him I literally mean like, just lie on him deadweight and kiss him until you fall asleep on his chest so he doesn’t have to be too far from you.

seokmin: the one that giggles. really. its never ending. will blatantly ask you to kiss him. this is only at random times tho. like you’ll be in a different room and just, “babe can you kiss me real quick?” “why yes of course my love!” loves that shit. he always looks forward to the quick nicknames you give him. and their dumb too. (bubblegum boy, sweet sugary pie crust, stuff like that) always picks you up in his arms to kiss you. and of course he’ll swing you around. sometimes he won’t even kiss you hell just wiggle you in his arms.

mingyu: always wants you in his lap. a butt kinda guy. a fucking whiny little shit. like seriously if you’re not holding the way he wants to be held he’ll just try to reposition your hands/arms/literally whatever to his liking. one of his favorite ways to hold you is with you locked inside of his frame, like his arms are completely wrapped around you just kissin u all day. opposite of wonwoo, he’s the one behind you on the couch giving you shoulder kisses.

minghao: a very very shy kisser. doesn’t matter how long into the relationship it is. isn’t a giggle boy, but smiles a lot. doesn’t kiss you for very long, unless you want to then of course anything for you. he might not like long make out sessions but he does kiss you a lot throughout the day. will always kiss you in the morning. morning breath does. not. matter to him he wants you to be happy whenever you’re with him so what better way to do that than kiss you every waking moment. oddly, likes pda? nothing too crazy, but he loves fiddling with your hands when you’re out with everyone.

seungkwan: this boy!!!! takes his sweet! damn! time! loves cherishing you. if you’ve managed to snatch boo seungkwan, this man will love you till the end of time. he got a whole family of ladies that’ll fuck him up if he hurts you so there’s no room for error when he’s in a relationship. you can get right to the point with him, but do not expect to clash teeth or have super swollen lips or rushed kisses. you are a treasure to him and he will treat u as such. a lot of the dates you guys will go one will be based around cliche kissing scenes (in the rain, under a lit threshold at some fancy country club, on a boat that doubles as a restaurant). seriously, there is never a dull moment with him when y’all plan shit like this.

hansol: giggle boy #2. reacts to every sound you make. lots of fucking eye contact. loves it when you whine for him to kiss you more. will bite his lip while staring yours down. sighs when you hold his head in your hands. he gets sleepy when you play with his hair. so kisses + hair playin’ = a very submissive hansol in the most innocent sense. like if he’s being kinda unreasonable and won’t brush his teeth before bed just kiss him a lil and card your hands through his hair and BAM. your wish is his command.

chan: always excited to kiss you. likes to hold your head. his hands are always threaded in your hair. one of thems touch-starved kinda people so he always happy to kiss you and feel you around him. loves being the recipient of back hugs. doesn’t matter if you’re tol or smol. just gotta like giving him back hugs. loves it when you kiss his neck. he’s a bit ticklish but he loves that tingly feeling (what a cute weirdo). so in exchange you get to hear the Laugh™ and if that doesn’t make you want to kiss him more, who are you honestly.

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