#also just had fun w his lil pout...

[suugarbabe]

HI! i saw that your requests are open?

could i request fic where y/n is drunk at a party and mattheo(her enemy) is just silently watching over her? and then maybe she gets ontop of a table and starts dancing and like after a while mattheo js like “nope thags too much lets go” and drags her to his room and maybe things get a lil spicy with reader confessing and saying how much she hates him to the point hes the only person she can think about. maybe something like “i hate you so much i wish you weren’t so beautiful, because maybe then i wouldnt be inlove with you”??

you dont have to write this if youre not comfy with it🫶🏼🫶🏼

mwuah mwuah much love!

🦈

anon

yes yes yes yes yes yes yes thaaaaank you

it's a party, you're having fun, you don't give a fuck about anything or anyone else, and that has nothing to do with your sour mood from five hours earlier.

So you down your drinks like you've been walking through the desert, fire whiskey after fire whiskey until you feel nothing but the music around you and the taste of cinnamon on your throat.

Mattheo see's you get wobblier as the night goes on, every fire whiskey you grab he gets more and more angry with anyone that even looks at you, which he would never admit, because he hates you and you hate him.

But when he sees you climb up on one of the tables, your skirt riding up and leaving little to the imagination he pushes himself off the wall, long strides getting him to you in less than twenty seconds.

You're so drunk it takes you a second to notice that you've not only been pulled from the table but also thrown over somebody's shoulder. You pound on his back, shouting to let you down and that they're ruining your fun.

"You've had enough fun for everyone at the party, princesa."

The nickname helps with your recognition just in time for Mattheo to place you down in front of him before he sits on the edge of his bed.

You crossed your arms, swaying a little as you pout at him, "W-what exactly do you think you're doing, Riddle?" You tried your best not to slurr, but it was a losing game.

Mattheo leaned back on his hands, "I saved you from embarrassing yourself, you'll thank me in the morning." The smirk he was wearing made you roll your eyes.

Your drunken state made you walk closer to him, standing right between him legs. You grabbed on to one of his thighs for stability, using your hand to point at him, "I hate you Mattheo Riddle."

His face was unchanging and you felt the need to go on, "I hate you, you big beautiful dumb idiot boy." Matteo quirked an eyebrow, mouth slightly agape with his smirk now.

"What did you just say, love?" You grabbed on to his thigh again, this time Mattheo grabbed hold of your waist to help stabilize you. "I saaaiiiddd...I wiiish that you weren't so bloody beautiful."

Mattheo couldn't help but chuckle, "I'm beautiful huh? Well you're one to talk, princesa."

You shook your head. "N-no," you placed a finger over his lips and he couldn't contain the smile that spread across them as you continued, "don't look at me with your dreamy eyes, call me that special nickname and make me fall more in love with you."

If you were more sober you'd regret the confession you'd just made. But instead you just pouted, mad at Mattheo for making you feel the way you did. You fully anticipated him to laugh, to make fun of you for what you just said, but instead you saw a softness in his eyes.

"Say it again."

Your head titled in confusion at his words.

"Tell me what you just said again," he repeated himself with more clear instructions.

You stood there, no longer wobbly due to Matteo's hold, but definitely sobering up the longer you've been talking. Your cheeks were beat red, whether that was from the alcohol or your confession was unclear, but regardless you did your best to stand up taller, look him straight into his deep brown eyes.

"I'm in love with you."

His lips were on yours as soon as you finished your last word, hot and heavy and messy. You're clawing at his shirt and you climb onto his lap, his hands squeezing and grabbing at your ass. You trail your lips across his jaw, down his neck and bite and lick, marking him as yours and the thought of others seeing is driving him crazy.

You go to push him down on the bed but he stops you, holding your wrists against his chest, "What's wrong? Did I do something wrong?"

The pout of your bottom lip makes Mattheo weaker than he'd ever admit, "No, princesa, you did nothing wrong. But you're drunk, we can't go any further than this. I'm a dumb idiot boy but I'm not a scumbag."

He lifted you off his lap and on to the bed next to him. You watched him walk over to his wardrobe before stripping down to his boxers, grabbing one of his t-shirts and bringing it over to you.

"Put this on," you pulled your top off, Mattheo biting the inside of his cheek at your bare chest before you pulled his shirt on. As you shimmy your skirt off he pulled his duvet back, climbing into the bed next to you.

You sank deep into the covers, Mattheo wrapping an arm around your shoulders and pulling you close until your head is resting on his chest. Only then do you realize how tired you really are, how heavy your eyelids are and how thankful you are for the warmth of Mattheo's chest.

Your breathing steadied out as Mattheo's fingers trailed lightly up and down your arm. Mattheo kissed the top of your head, whispering softly to himself, "I'm in love with you too, princesa."

#mattheo riddle x you #mattheo riddle angst #🐬 anon #mattheo riddle x reader #mattheo riddle fic

[luveline]

if you’re up to it!! maybe a single dad!steve w twins? i cant stop thinkin about one of your posts saying he’d have a really rambunctious lil girl and a sweet shy lil boy 🥺 maybe a meet cute with r? or the lil boy warming up to r and letting her hold him for the first time? idk!! also no worries at all if you’re not feeling this! just thought i’d throw it out there okay ilysm mwah

thank you for your request, this was so fun, and I'd been thinking about the twins for a little while now so it was fun to actually write them!! ♥︎ single dad!steve x fem!reader 2.2k

"Sarah," Steve says loudly, "you gotta hold my hand, or we'll have to go home." 

Sarah's eyes widen and she grabs for Steve's bigger fingers. Her palm is sticky with ice cream. No part of her remains unscathed from the disastrous dairy — her blue dress is now purple in splotches, bubblegum ice cream stains like fingerprints, and her blonde hair is darker towards the tips where she'd accidentally leaned into her sundae. Steve doesn't mind, she looks like she enjoyed herself, and her little sighs of joy had proven it, but he worries other people will look at her and think he isn't looking after her properly. 

He's lucky in some ways to be a single dad instead of a single mom. Most people commend him for doing the bare minimum. He's a saint for 'giving mommy a break'. Oh, please, he thinks, rolling his eyes internally each time. 

"But, how come Charlie doesn't have to hold your hand?" she asks, pouting at the injustice of it all. 

"Your brother does need to hold my hand," Steve says. 

"He's holding onto your pants, dad," she grumbles. 

It would be more accurate to say Charlie is hiding behind Steve's pants, rather than holding them. 

He frowns. "Come on, buddy," he says softly, stroking the downy hair from Charlie's face. "It's alright. We're gonna go on the swings." 

His mentioning of the playground has Sarah's hand straining in his. She tugs her small family with huge willpower down the path until the top of the swingset and jungle gym are in sight, and she lets go of Steve's hand. Steve grabs her as kindly as he can. 

"Hey," he says, leaning down. His backpack shifts against his back, their water bottles no doubt crushed under the weight of their coats and lunchboxes. "What's the rules, Sar-bear?" 

She fizzes up like a can of soda as he brushes sticky strands of hair behind her ears. "Um, to be nice. And to not go where you can't see us, and," —she pauses as Steve wipes her mouth, the old spirit and polish marring his shirt sleeve— "to, uh…" 

"To be careful," he finishes for her pointedly. 

"Yes!" she agrees. 

Steve would ask for a kiss here but Sarah's already jumping on tip toes to give him one, her little kiss print more spit than anything else against his bottom lip. He snorts.

Sarah rushes through the gates and Steve and Charlie follow. There's only one other parent at the playground, a mom with a book in her hands and a stroller by her knees, a child Steve assumes to be hers swinging on the swingset. It's too many people for Charlie regardless, not half as eager as his sister.

Steve sits on the bench opposite the jungle gym where Sarah's already climbing, and Charlie holds his arms up to be lifted into his lap. He does so obligingly.

"You don't wanna play?" Steve murmurs warmly in his ear. 

"No," Charlie says succinctly. He's adorable. 

"I can push you on the swings?" 

"Not for now," he says. 

The twins are at mostly all the same developmental milestones. They sound clumsy when they talk, but they talk, big vocabularies and sentences that make Steve well up because they're getting older so quickly. Sarah tells stories like nobody's business. They're good enough to capture even her brother's attention, full of animals and magic and people. Charlie likes listening, will sit enthralled at her feet, and most people who meet him think he's quiet because his sister is so loud, but it's not true. Charlie likes to talk too, he's just timid. Only at home does he come out of his shell, playing out scenes with imaginary characters, singing gibberish karaoke at the top of his little lungs. 

Steve doesn't mind that Charlie's shy around others. He's grateful to see his baby boy's loud side at home. He wishes Charlie would put himself out there, though, for his own sake. 

"The little boy won't mind," Steve insists. "Come on, baby, it'll be fun. We don't wanna sit here watching Sarah all day, do we?" 

Charlie tips his head back against Steve's chest. "I like Sarah." 

Steve laughs, an extreme affection warming his heart. He wraps his arms around Charlie's front and rubs his baby's head with the tip of his nose. 

"I like Sarah, too," he says. His smile is audible and catching. 

They sit there for a while. The sun shines down, the sky a bright blue and dotted with eggshell clouds. Sarah races over rope fixtures and spring boards until she finally reaches the monkey bars. Steve regrets letting her up there when he realises how tall it is and how small she is, shepherding Charlie with him to stand at the side. 

"Daddy," she says, clearly pleased at his arrival and talking with near factual efficiency, "I need your help." 

"Yes you do, honey." 

He puts his arms out. She grabs one bar and tests it to see how her weight will feel, her bottom lip disappearing between white shiny baby teeth. 

"You want me to hold your waist?" he asks knowingly. 

"I think so." 

"I think so too." He holds her waist, her legs against his chest, and tries not to make it too obvious that he's holding the majority of her weight. "Have a go, honey. One hand at a time." 

Sarah 'swings' from handhold to handhold until she gets to the other end of the bars, where she uses his chest to push herself up onto the metal floor. She cheers and rushes to sit down at the top of the slide. 

Charlie stands at the bottom. Steve has to pluck him from in front of it before Sarah rockets her Mary Jane's into his chest, which makes Sarah laugh and cheer even more. 

"Woah, Charlie! I almos'd kicked your face!" 

"You want a turn?" Steve asks him. "We'll use the other side to go on the slide, should we?" 

Sarah had chosen the hard way up to the slide via monkey bars. Charlie takes the easier side, a gentle wooden ramp with a rope for him to hold onto. He climbs to the top of the slide, sits happily at the precipice, wind ruffling the hair out of his bright eyes, and Steve thinks he's going to be brave for a moment. 

Charlie looks at Steve worriedly. "You'll catch me at the end?" 

"Yeah, I'll catch you." 

Charlie slides down to the end, the metal squeaking under his pants, and Steve catches him before his feet can hit the floor as promised. 

Sarah is ecstatic, already at the top waiting for another turn. "Go Charlie!" she shouts, pushing down and slamming into Steve's knees at the end. 

"Excuse me?" 

Steve turns, one kid clinging to his chest, the other his legs. 

You're standing at the gate with a stack of fliers in your arms. Steve's worried he's about to get cold called, thinks, wow, she's a little too pretty to be selling vacuum cleaners curbside, as you hold out a flyer. 

"I'm looking for my friend's cat," you say. "I'm really sorry to interrupt you. Her name's Evangeline and she's orange. She's kinda chubby. Have you seen her?" 

Charlie's pressing his face as far into Steve's neck as physics will allow him to while Steve draws closer to you. His breath warms Steve's skin in hot puffs. 

"I don't think we have. Did you see a cat today, Sar-bear?"

Sarah holds her arms up for a flyer. A smile flickers across your face, and Steve can tell you're immediately indoctrinated into the Sarah fan club. She has this charm about her that can get just about anyone on her side, even Hopper. 

It helps that she's beautiful. Steve will admit to parental bias, sure, but Sarah is gorgeous. 

"Thank you," she says, mumbling but not shy as you give her a flyer of her own. 

LOST CAT, the poster says. PLEASE CALL THIS NUMBER IF YOU SEE ME. I AM VERY FRIENDLY. EVANGELINE, SEVEN YEARS OLD, GINGER. I DONT BITE BUT PLEASE DONT PET MY TUMMY, IM PREGNANT.

"Oh no," Steve says.

"Daddy, what does it say?" Sarah asks, pert nose wrinkling in confusion. 

"It says," he begins, "that she's a really nice cat, and she's about to be a mommy." 

"Ohh… I didn't see'd her today." 

"No, I didn't think so." Steve's arms are aching from holding Charlie for so long, but knows from experience he won't be put down. Steve doesn't bother trying it, just shifts Charlie on his hip to encourage his gaze to you where you're standing, patient and a smidge awkward. 

"How about you? Have you seen any cats today?" he asks Charlie. 

Charlie peeks up from Steve to assess you. You're wearing jeans and a dark green jacket, unzipped. There's a smiley face on your t-shirt, black against grey-white. Charlie sees this, sees the very real, very gentle smile you wear on your lips, and relaxes just a touch.

"I don't remember, sorry," he says quietly.

You visibly weaken. Steve gets it. His kids are ridiculously lovely. 

"Don't be sorry, babe," you say sweetly, leaning down to meet his eyes. "Can I ask you for a favour?"

Steve rubs his back. Charlie nods. 

"Could you keep an eye out for me, would that be okay? We don't want Eva to have her kittens by herself. Maybe if you see her daddy can call the number on the poster?" 

You look to him with a different kind of smile. 

"Sure we will!" Sarah says, eyes fixed on the black and white photo of Evangeline.

You fish a pen out of your pocket. "Maybe you could call me." You smile. "You know, if you find her." 

Steve blinks. It takes a second for his body to remember how to talk to girls, pretty girls who want to talk to him. It's been a while. 

"Uh, sure." He hates himself. He can still save it. "What's the reward?" 

He can't save it. 

"If you find Evangeline? We were hoping whoever helped get her home would do it from the goodness of their heart, but I think I could make an exception." Your eyes flit between the twins. You scribble down something Steve can't see on a new poster and offer it to Charlie with an encouraging nod. "Hey, thank you. Any help at all means the world. You guys go on and have a good day, alright? Thanks, handsome." 

"You're welcome," Steve says, a millisecond after he realises you'd been talking to Charlie. 

You laugh and wiggle your fingers at his kids. You're gone as quick as you came down the stone path to the ice cream parlour. 

Steve's boiling. It isn't from the sun. 

"What'd she write, daddy?" Sarah asks. 

He tears his eyes from your retreating figure and lowers Charlie to the ground with a tired groan. He sits on the end of the slide and the twins follow him as they always do, like magnets since the days they learned to crawl. They all squeeze on the end of the slide together. 

"Can I see yours, bud?" he asks.

Steve puts Charlie's flyer on top of his own. Next to Evangeline's chunky body, you've written a tightly packed message. Your handwriting looks like your voice sounds. Steve doesn't know how to explain it. 

You've put down your phone number. Under it, you've written a sloping message: 

find her and maybe we can celebrate! ♥︎ 

"Dad?" Sarah prompts. 

"Oh, right. It says if we find the cat we can celebrate."

"What's 'celebrate'?" 

"Uh, we can celebrate, we can have a reward and a little party."

"A party?" Sarah asks with a gasp. 

"Well, not always?" he says, his heart still pattering from the sight of your number. 

It's too late to amend what he's said. Sarah's heard party, and she wants a party, though her definition of what a party is inaccurate. She thinks parties with Aunt Robin are better than Christmas, movies and popcorn and jiffy pop and Depeche Mode singalong. 

"Dad, we have to find that cat!" 

Steve's thinking the same thing. Any excuse to call you is one he wants to take, not just because you'd been pretty, but because you'd seen him and the kids at the same time. He doesn't wanna be presumptuous, maybe you write your number on all the posters, but even as he thinks it he doubts it. 

Your biro heart feels like a beckoning. 

Or Steve's an idiot. It wouldn't be the first time he was.

"Can we go look, dad?" Charlie asks. 

Steve has a lot of chores waiting for him at home, laundry and dishes and bills he has to do over the phone. He doesn't have time to look for a wandering cat, even if you were super pretty, and you'd talked to the kids like they were golden, and the smile you'd given him at one point felt heavy with something unspoken… 

"Let me get my bag," he says, standing up. "You guys are gonna need your jackets if we're staying out. It's getting cold." 

The twins rush to join him. 

—

my requests are open so if you'd like to see more of steve and the twins let me know, hopefully they can find poor evangeline! and if you enjoyed please consider reblogging, it means the world <3<3<3<3

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[bakugoushotwife]

Headcanons for boyfriend Sasuke please ?

a/n: sure thing, we love feeding the sasuke girlies round these parts

tenderly and with all the love in my heart, sasuke is a horrible boyfriend if you're dating as teens

it's honestly hard to even imagine him as a boyfriend as a teen, so i won't linger here long

here's what i will say, if you manage to go official with him in his teen rogue nin years, you're either the baddest bitch on the planet or the most powerful person he's ever seen or both

assuming you're also some sort of rogue nin/akatsuki member you would help closely with his revenge tour and he would find it easier to talk to you than others

that being said he still doesn't talk very much, his emotions were hard to put into words

he can very rarely show you affection, but he doesn't allow anyone to disrespect you in any way n it's very easy for him to stand up for you to other akatsuki or anyone that feels so bold

and by affection i mean he occasionally holds your hand, and blushes violently every time i love this war criminal

he doesn't stop you from touching him though, he's just touch starved of course and doesn't rlly know how to touch you in a romantic but appropriate way

very defensive so you pretty much always have to agree w him or...nvm u saw how many times he tried to kill sakura

he does value your insight in planning though, let's you give opinions when his head is level

is surprised that anyone even wants to stick by him at all, much less in his crazee era!

but appreciates it by keeping you safe and training w you <3

listen to your favorite dress by lil peep i think that summarizes teen boyfriend sasuke

now young adult sasuke would be much easier to deal with, definitely not walking around on eggshells with him

he still is very awkward and unsure how to flirt or romance you

just like teen sasuke he blushes every time he holds your hand or gives you a sweet kiss

tells you about his brother more openly, a sign he's let you in

constantly asking the boyz for help with dates or gifts for you and always coming home with some goofy ass trinket that shikamaru jokingly told him to get or buying the ugliest dress in konoha because naruto said that hinata said that you would like it

a+ for effort though, king

eventually he just starts asking you for the things you like and you freely tell him all your favorite colors and patterns and scents, all the things you had your eye on or had thought were nice

the adorable thing about sasuke is he has a fantastic memory, so he's able to memorize all the things you told him and slowly acquire them for you

when y'all leave the leaf for his missions, he's protective as always, but trusts in your abilities

#travelgoals

exploring together is so fun because he really is so smart and knows all kinds of fun facts about the different villages and locations you visit

always reups on snacks at the big stops because he knows you'll get cranky

cute starwatching and picnic dates while hunting otsutsuki? yes!

picks flowers for you <3 crying

definitely lets you use the cloak as a blanket during the night

always pretends to be annoyed when you whine that you're still cold

cue the *sigh* into cuddles, like he isn't grinning to himself and super relieved and lucky to have you with him

can oddly write? like not sonnets or anything mf crazy but maybe a slight poem when his heart is just about to burst if he doesn't figure out how to put his love for you into words

doesn't give them to you though, too embarrassed

you find them anyway hehe

they're so sweet and well written that you're shocked but also melting at all of his comparisons of your beauty to the sun and the sound of your voice to music

you're touched

snatches said poems when he notices lol like you're not his partner?

you pout and thank him and he's a bit surprised that you like it but hey he'll give you whatever he writes now

he's so babygirl

your honor i know he's a terrorist but i love him

#naruto x reader #sasuke uchiha #sasuke x reader #kyleewritesnaruto

[rrenzwrld]

dances w the aot boys

learning dances w the boys! i had fun thinking of the lil hcs for this so i hope you have fun reading it! also, thank you so much for 500 followers! 🥹 i really appreciate all the love that yall show me through reblogs, comments, likes, and just reading my stuff at all. it really means a lot! <3

anyways, enjoy and i hope yall continue to stick w me and my stuff from here on out! <3

EREN

— doesn’t believe you when you say it’s something you wanna try w him until you’re up during the day watching tutorials and tells him to join

“you’re kidding.”

“cmon~ you never like to do stuff with me!”

— your whining gets to him and the both of you start off with a “simple” choreo

— he realizes he isn’t as in shape as he thinks… at least not for this

“fuck, i’m tired.. can we take a break now?”

“just one more please?”

— yall do one more dance that he might actually like but he doesn’t let you know that until you catch him doing small parts of it while doing chores around the house

“i’m super shy, super shy..”

ARMIN

— secretly he’s been wanting to try some dances with you since discovering some groups he’s really liked but he’s too insecure about his dancing to actually let you know that

— luckily for him, you chose a dance that he already has an idea on how to do, to the point where he’s doing it better than you

— and if you have trouble, he’s helping you

“i give up.”

“nope, get up. let’s try one more time.”

CONNIE

— he’s a really good dancer anyways and goes to the dance studio regularly but he’s beyond excited when you tell him that you wanna learn some choreo w him

— but you make the mistake of letting him chose the song and he chooses something very easy for him, but very difficult for you

— but when it’s time for you to pick, everything is reversed and he’s pouting bc he can’t learn the easy choreo fast enough

“can’t be good at everything, con.”

“whatever…”

— even though you enjoy spending time together, you don’t go with him to the dance studio when he asks bc you know he’s trying to really show you he’s the better dancer after all

REINER

— he’s too shy, even in the comfort of your own home

— when you try to encourage him to try it out at least, he thinks he can do it until he’s knocking down everything bc he can’t control his body as well as you do

— he quickly comes to a realization that dancing is definitely not his thing so he just sticks to watching you dance around and occasionally hyping you up

— but when you’re not around and he’s home alone, he’s trying to practice his skills so he can have enough confidence to show you later (maybe it’s not good but he’s trying just for you)

JEAN

— sometimes he just flat out refuses until you give up on asking and if you don’t give up on asking, he’ll eventually give in

— he does all the dances halfassed so you won’t ask him to do it anymore. it’s not like he doesn’t wanna spend time w you, dancing and that style of music just isn’t his thing

— but he does support your interests and like reiner, will hype you up in the background

— but sometimes when he’s playing the game w his friends and hears the video playing in the other room, he’ll hum along to it without even realizing

#aot #aot x reader #black reader #aot x black reader #connie springer #eren jeagar #eren yaeger #armin arlert #reiner braun #jean kirstein #connie springer x reader #eren yaeger x reader #reiner braun x reader #jean kirschtein x reader #armin arlet x reader #kpop #dancing

[normspellsman]

the sports i think the sully siblings would play modern au! headcanons

literally came up with this at a basketball game lol

also, just a lil something before i finish my spider fic <3

neteyam

basketball

— kid def dominates the court 100%. he’s definitely a beast at this sport.

— most likely the teammate to be the loudest on & off the court. like he’s always cheering on his fellow teammates & would be the first one to help the other up whenever they trip or get pushed onto the floor.

— gives the greatest pep talks before a game & is quite good at hyping up his teammates on an individual level. also helps them out whenever he sees one get too into their heads & tries to get them out of it.

— 100% the team captain no doubt. he pours his whole being into the sports that he does & tries to be perfect in them, practicing so much. he puts a lot of work into his technique & is rewarded through his playing time. poor kid is always on the court but he doesn’t mind too much, just goes to show how good of a player he is.

— my own personal au is that neteyam was put into varsity his freshman year but kids so humble about it, other students can’t even be mad at him for it. he truly deserved it.

track & field

— probably only started this sport to get better / faster at basketball. it started out as something he felt like he should do in order to improve at basketball but then loved the sport at the end.

— probs a sprinter

— he receives so many medals that he has way too many

— always striving to beat his best times

lo’ak

basketball

— he honestly wanted to be like his big bro so bad. he looks up to him so much it’s hella cute.

— he started the sport to be like neteyam but ended up liking it anyway in the end

— tried so hard to make it onto the varsity team but made it onto jv his freshman year. bro was so heartbroken he silently cried on the way home from tryouts. but he did make it onto the varsity team halfway through his sophomore year. the recruited him onto the team after one of the varsity players received a season ending injury.

— 100% the one that instigates fights on the court, which causes neteyam to swoop in & save his ass from being ejected or benched.

— he & neteyam are a force on the court. leads the team in points. bros got telepathy bc they always know when to pass the ball to each other & are always so sync it’s kinda creepy to watch.

— i feel like his jersey number is 0 bc neteyam already had 1 & he wanted that number so he got petty & went w/ 0.

football

— def only did this sport bc jake played it when he was younger. he wanted to impress him & he like jake :(

— stopped playing it once he realized that he was receiving no joy from it & that jake’s praise from it didn’t give him the same feeling it did when he was younger

— might pick it back up in college or something for fun but not very likely

— probably was a quarterback or wide receiver

kiri

figure skating

— idk why i see her doing this but i just do

— so elegant on the ice that it’s almost mesmerizing watching her skate. so graceful too.

— really enjoys the sport. allows her to express how she’s feeling & gives her some alone time.

— literally spends so much time on the ice that the owners of the skating rink know her by name & allow her to skate during holidays or way past closing, trusting her enough to lock the doors behind her on her way out.

— perfectly lands all her jumps & moves, receiving such high scores from the judges after every performance.

— has so many medals that neytiri has multiple bins full of them in the attic lol

— will argue on her death bed that figure skating is a sport & will fight someone if they say it’s not

tuktirey

little league soccer

— jake & neytiri wanted tuk to be involved in some sport to get out her unlimited energy & came up with soccer.

— at first, she wanted nothing to do with it. whining in the car the whole ride to practice, pouting.

— but once she got there, she actually enjoyed it. she even made a friend! once practice was over, she couldn’t wait for tomorrow’s practice.

— loves just running around, chasing after others, & being chased.

— 100% the type of kid to wear her shin guards outside of her socks. hates the feeling of the shin guards against her sweaty skin.

— always has mix matched socks on

— def has brightly colored beads in her hair so when she runs by, she’s just a blur of color running by

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[lovings4turn]

could you maybe plz write something w/ steve harrington coming out as bi to his gf?? he’s just my lil bi boy and i feel like it’d be cute 🥹

☆ you're still you (s.h.)

— steve has something important to tell you, and you're there to reassure him

+ as a bi girlie myself,, bi steve holds a special place in my heart so i love this idea — is it the most realistic portrayal? no but its fun n cute and thats what matters!

instantly, you can tell that something isn't right.

the first sign: steve doesn't immediately hug you when you open the door.

he still envelopes you into his arms at the speed of light, sure, but there's a moment of hesitation that is never normally present when it comes to you. you're willing to brush it off, until the strange behaviour continues.

the second sign: your normally talkative and clingy boyfriend is acting oddly quiet, and his jokes and comments towards the movie you're currently watching seem almost forced.

it's after his fifth halfhearted joke of the evening that you pause the movie, turning to face your boyfriend despite his protests and complaints.

"we were just getting to the best part!" steve whines, a teasing pout playing on his lips.

"steve," you begin, voice soft. steve notices the way you're acting, treating him as though he's a wounded animal, and it's like he knows exactly where this conversation is going.

"i'm fine," he says, voice firm but still soft. it's a tone reserved only for when he doesn't want to speak about something, which does nothing to quell your growing suspicions.

his hand goes to rest on your arm, the touch grounding, and he runs his palm up and down your skin in a soothing motion. "don't worry about me, baby, 'm okay."

"but you're not, steve. you've been acting off all night."

you aren't annoyed, no, you're the furthest thing from it right now. concerned is more of an apt word. you take his silence as a sign to keep talking, knowing if you press just a little longer, he'll come out with it.

"steve, babe, i just wanna know what's wrong," you say, putting your hand on top of his own and squeezing it in a show of reassurance. "hate seeing you like this and not being able to do anything about it."

steve sighs, and the force of his exhale causes his body to shake slightly.

"alright," he mumbles, more to himself in an effort to build up the courage to confess whatever it was he was holding so close to his chest.

"i like you," he begins, wetting his lips with his tongue as he weighs over his next words carefully. "but i... i think i might also like boys, as well..?"

his voice turns up at the end of his statement, making it more of a question as he scans your face for any sign of a reaction. he looks scared, and it hurts you to think steve had felt a level of worry or shame about admitting such a thing.

giving him your most reassuring look, you pull him into a tight hug and can practically feel his body go limp with relief, muscles no longer tense and alert.

"oh steve," you hum, pulling back to cup his face with your hand. his deep, brown eyes are wide as they look into your own, and you can't help but pepper kisses all over his face, delighting in the sound of a laugh escaping his lips. "is that all? you're still you, y'know. it doesn't matter to me, not one bit."

after a pause, you give him a cheeky grin, nodding towards the tv.

"now i see why you're so obsessed with 'ferris bueller's day off'," you tease. "ferris and sloane are quite the eye candy."

as he shoves your shoulder with a disgusted groan, unable to hide the wide smile spreading across his lips, you can't help but feel your heart swell.

your normal steve is back, and you couldn't be happier.

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[sebsxphia]

ok i was half asleep having my nightly thoughts lol and i had to wake up to send you this so i didn’t forget.. so imagine jake is taking care of you on his own for the first time and you’re crying because you want your stuffy named ducky, right? and jake is freaking out because he can’t find a ducky anywhere ! but it turns out the stuffy is a bunny that you named ducky, which he doesn’t figure out till bobby gets home😭

bunny. | ducky.

robert ‘bob’ floyd x little!reader x jake ‘hangman’ seresin.

￫ description: jake tries to find your beloved stuffed animal, “ducky” but it quickly turns to tears when jake can’t find them.

￫ word count: 1K.

￫ c/w: age regression, other than that all fluff, fluff, fluff.

￫ a/n: i hope you enjoy this little fic my love! @uhmellamoanna <3 | woodland creatures | agere masterlist | main masterlist |

You reach up and sheepishly paw at Jake, tugging on his shirt as he closes the story book, “one more, ‘lease, Dada.”

You try your very best to make your voice sound as sickly sweet as you can to convince Jake to read you one more story before he tucks you into bed. He chuckles at your convincing proposition, but places the book on his bedside table and gives your nose a little tap which makes you stifle a giggle.

“I’m sorry, Bluebell. It’s ni’ night time.”

You pout in dissatisfaction and try him one more time, pleading for only one more story, but Jake is clear with his instructions. Tonight was the first time he’d be taking care of you on his own and he wanted to assert himself as your caregiver who could have fun, but also wouldn’t be as lenient as you thought. Jake held just as much of a responsibility as Bob did to take care of you.

The deal is done and Jake is tucking you in, that’s that. However, there is one condition that Jake will tuck you in with as many of your stuffed animals as you request. You list them off one by one and Jake collects them up and tucks them safely in next to you. There will be limited space once Bob gets home and curls up next to you, but you’ll be too deep asleep to notice.

“Mm, one more please, Daddy. Ducky!”

Jake frowns in confusion at your request and scratches the back of his neck, scanning his eyes around your bedroom.

“I, uh… I don’t think there’s a Ducky here, Bluebell.”

You mirror Jake and frown yourself with another small pout forming. “B- but, Ducky, Dada. I need ‘im to sleep.”

“I know, lil’ one, I know, but I can’t find him.”

You protest again, but as Jake turns your bedroom upside down and comes back from your playroom downstairs empty handed, your protests turn into wails and eventually shrieks of tears. Jake is quick to come to your side and soothe your hiccups, swiping his thumb over your cheeks to dry your constant flow of tears. Jake felt an immense of guilt that the first time he was here to take care of you, he had you in tears.

His own words catch in his throat and all he can do to console you is rock you steadily in his arms, shushing and cooing at you quietly. “Daddy Bobby will be home tonight and we’ll look for them, I promise.”

You nod meekly and settle for your beloved stuffed animals that you do have. Although your heartstrings still tug and pull knowing that Ducky was out there somewhere and not safely tucked up next to you. Jake does the best he can to stop your hiccuped tears and suggests reading you the bedtime story you never got.

An hour later and two more stories after, you’re deep in the throws of sleep. Your chest is rising and falling rhythmically and Jake can hear your soft snores. He lets out a hushed, yet contained, sigh of relief that you’re finally sleeping peacefully. As stealthily as he can muster, Jake slips out from under your tight hold around his torso to clean up downstairs before Bob came home.

“J? Honey?” Bob’s voice is a gentle beacon of light guiding Jake back to him and he falls into Bob’s embrace with the dish towel slung over his shoulder. Bob always had a knack for reading people and his favorite pastime was people watching, therefore he could tell with Jake’s slumped shoulders and head buried into the crook of his neck, that something was horribly wrong. “What is it, honey?”

“Bunny,” Jake pulls away from Bob’s reassuring embrace with a look of guilt etched onto his face. “They wanted, ‘Ducky’ but I couldn’t find ‘em anywhere. I don’t remember there being a duck and they couldn’t stop crying. It took them forever to fall asleep and this is my first time looking after them, and-”

“Jake, Jake,” Bob interrupted his flurry of rambling and squeezed at his shoulders. “Don’t worry, honey. They get tearful all the time with me, it’s not you. In that headspace it can be really hard for ‘em…” Jake relaxed under Bob’s touch and his shoulders shifted. “…and, ‘Ducky’ is a stuffed rabbit.”

Jake had a look of defeat and he sighed in exasperation.

“What?”

“Sorry, I should’ve said before I left. We picked ‘em up when we had a play date at a duck pond one time.”

Jake counted his lucky stars that Ducky wasn’t completely made up and he’d be able to console you now. Both of them snorted with hushed laughter and finished up downstairs, listening to Bob tell Jake about his catch up with Natasha. On the way up to their bedroom, Bob collected Ducky.

With a feather light touch, Bob traced his fingertip along your forehead and swiped a stray strand of your hair out from your closed eyes. He bent down carefully and pressed a tender kiss to your temple, murmuring against your flesh so you could just about hear his sweet call. “I’m home, Bunny. Missed you.”

You stirred from your slumber and blinked open your bleary eyes upwards at Bob. Your arms tightly got ahold around his neck and launched him down to the mattress. Bob made an, “omph” sound at the impact and directed you to look over to your side. Jake was sat on the edge of your bed with Ducky safely in his hands. You let out a dry squeal, your voice still laced with sleep, and reached out to Jake handing you your beloved stuffed animal.

“Ducky! Thank ‘ou, Daddy Jakey. Lo’ you.”

“You’re welcome, Bluebell. We love you too.”

By this time, half of the original stuffed animals Jake had given you had fallen out of the bed as he thought would happen. Bob neatly placed them together at the foot of the bed before sliding in under the duvet with you both, tucking you close to his chest. You slept soundly that night. Wrapped up in between your two lovers and Ducky clutched safely to your own chest.

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[bbyquokka]

The thought of a idol felix preforming Taste with his gf in the crowd and he keeps catching glances to her 😭

I was wondering if you can do a fem× idol!au smut & fluff towards the end with felix and after the show they just can't keep their hands off each other once they get back to the hotel ( oh and felix a switch )

I adore everything you post keep up the amazing work! ❤️

i speed wrote this. to put into context, i started writing it after your second ask, lmao. i hope it doesnt seem rushed though.. i just had an idea and wanted to jot it down asap before i forgot it (that tends to happen alot to me) anyways; thank you for your kind words, it means a lot! lemme know your thoughts and opinions – i welcome all feedback!

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→ PAIRING: Lee Felix x fem!reader x Hwang Hyunjin

→ GENRE: idol!au | smut | MDNI

→ SYNOPSIS: Hyunjin wants to join in on the fun with you and felix.

→ WARNINGS: implemented threesome | switch!felix | Hyunjin radiates dom energy | mxm (Hyunjin kisses felix) | nipple play | Felix gets a lil jealous and possessive | grinding | rutting | kinda proofread

→ WORDS: 1.1k

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His eyes glued on you. His hand trailing up his inner thigh to his torso, body gliding across the floor. His stare dominating, suffocating. He's looking at you, watching your every move. Taking in every emotion and movement.

Your rosy cheeks, your breath hitching in your throat; he loves making you submit to him. You're weak to him, he's powerful. His voice sends shivers down your spine. The way his hands caress and run over his body sensually brings back memories.

He approaches you, hooking his finger under your chin, the words "just look at me" in a deep, sensual whisper, commanding you to do as you're told. He's making you weak, clouding your mind with nothing but thoughts of him and him only.

He's enjoying this way more than he should. Way more than he is allowed to. He just knows that once you're both back at the hotel, it's going to get even more heated.

Your hands roaming all over one another, clothing discarding in a trail from the door to the bedroom. Lips sucking and kissing the skin of each other's necks, teeth sinking into the delicate skin.

A clear of the throat pulls you both apart, Hyunjin watching you both with a raised brow. You flush pink, aware you're naked in front of your boyfriend's best friend.

"Hyunjin!" You squeak out, covering your body with your hands. Hyunjin laughy softly, approaching you slowly, "What are you doing here?"

"I'm Felix's roommate. Did he forget to tell you?" You look at Felix, a pink color on his cheeks indicating that he did indeed fail to tell you. 

"Felix!" You whine, laughing softly. Felix looks at his feet, aware of the situation. He shrugs and pouts at you both. You raise a brow, slowly 

"Not even a sorry?" The sudden shift in atmosphere causes Felix to shiver and swallow his saliva. Hyunjin felt the sudden change, smirking and finding it amusing. Your sudden boost of confidence takes over as you slowly walk to your boyfriend.

He bites his bottom lip gently, watching you walk slow circles around him. Eyeing him up and down, like a lioness stalking its prey. You stand behind him, kissing the back of his neck. The taste of salt evident on his skin from his sweat, your hands trailing down his abs to the waistband of his underwear that he failed to take off.

"W-What are–"

"Be quiet." You scoff, cupping his clothed erection. Hyunjin watches, arms folded. He finds it amusing to watch his friend go all soft and submissive. He always thought it was the other way around; but he had his suspicions and his behaviour right now, confirms them.

"But, Hyunjin." Felix chokes out, feeling your fingertips lightly outline the length of his cock through the material. You hum, looking at Hyunjin over Felix's shoulder.

"I'm sure Hyunjin doesn't mind, right?" You coo, directing the end of your sentence to Hyunjin. He unfolds his arms, walking towards you both.

"Of course not." He strokes Felix's hair gently before stroking his cheeks, "Just be good for us, lix." He plants a gentle kiss on Felix's lips, a soft whine escaping his lips, indicating that he wants more. Hyunjin pulls away, laughing as Felix’s whines before his gaze falls onto you.

Something about Hyunjin fascinates you. He's not hard to read, but sometimes, you feel like he is. Hyunjin's main concern is you. He wants to get his hands on you, play with you. He's been curious about you just as much as you have about him and maybe tonight will be the night.

Hyunjin grabs your wrist, pulling you flush against his body; his eyes dark with lust. It’s like hyunjin has been waiting for eternity for this moment, to get his hands on you. It’s wrong of him to think and feel that, considering you're his best friend's partner, but he cannot help the way he feels about you; there's just something about you that intrigues Hyunjin. Felix watches, letting out a pathetic whimper. Hyunjin's lips are suddenly on yours, a shock to your system. Your brain fails to register what is happening. 

Felix swallows, unable to do anything about the current situation. He watches Hyunjin kiss you, his plump lips moving against yours slow and sensually. His hands trail down your back, cupping your ass, a muffled moan falls past your lips.

Hyunjins lips trail from your lips to your neck where he softly sucks and bites your skin. You let out soft moans, holding onto Hyunjin's shoulders for stability.

"Can i–?" 

"No." You smirk, looking at Felix who is desperately palming himself, his eyes glossy with desperation.

"Just be a good boy lix and let me take care of y/n." Hyunjin coos, his hands caressing the curve of your ass, lips sucking and kissing your skin trailing down to your breasts. You him, pushing back his hair as his lips wrap around your nipple. He sucks and nibbles on the bud, making you kick your head back and groan softly.

Felix whimpers from the side, feeling a sense of helplessness. All he can do is stand and watch whilst giving himself some sort of relief. The more he watches, the more he wants to join in. He debates about it, wondering if he should.

Why shouldn't he? Why should he let you have all the fun with his best friend? Why is Hyunjin allowed to pleasure you and not him? You're his girlfriend after all!

A wave of jealousy and possessiveness washes over him, clouding his mind and taking over his body. His legs automatically make their way behind you, his hands gripping your hips tightly.

"You really think I would just stand and watch my best friend pleasure you and not do anything about it?" You bite your lip gently, the roles reversing between you both. You swallow thickly, looking behind you with doe eyes as you flutter them, innocently.

Felix scoffs, rolling his eyes as he presses his clothed boner flush against your ass. You grunt, feeling him grind against you. Hyunjin pulls away from your nipple, licking his lips.

"But, you don't like sharing, lix."

"True, but I don't mind if it's Hyunjin." You shiver, the presence of the two men sandwiching you shakes you to your core. You feel your entrance throb, excitement bubbling in your stomach and exploding, coursing through your veins.

Felix trails his hand down your stomach, cupping your cunt. You buck your hips in his hand, desperately rutting in the palm of his hand, wanting some sort of relief. Your slick coats the palm of his hand, Hyunjin watching in amusement 

"Oh, we are going to have so much fun with you!" Hyunjin grins, looking at Felix. 

"We're going to make it a night you will never forget."

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[liannelara-dracula]

Gardening w Yuma [BF Hcs]

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🌱 Wow, you're in for a lot when you work with him.

🌱But its mostly fun and games.

🌱And he always wants you to help, its very rare that he gardens alone because he has your company now, and you're basically the only other person who is allowed in there.

🌱Yuma has honestly taught you a lot about gardening so you know a lot more than when you first started so he feels less of a need to supervise, still he is the expert tho.

🌱In fact there are some plants you're not allowed to tend to because they're tricky plants and he doesn't believe you're there yet.

🌱However, he does have a big spot for you in his heart, little does he want to admit so that's why he has a small gardening section where you plant the flowers you like.

🌱It's probably one of the sweetest things he's done because he built the small gardening area just for you.

🌱So it's honestly sweet.

🌱He has thing wear he likes that you wear white clothes a lot and he loves to get them wet.

🌱Gardening with him means you witness a shirtless Yuma all the time.

🌱He’s always taking it off because he feels hot.

🌱“Damn it’s hot.” He’d admit taking off his tank top.

🌱If you’re staring he finds it amusing that you avert your eyes when he looks in your direction.

🌱“Hey, don’t think you’re sly. I know you’re lookin’.” He’d chuckle, making you blush as you look away.

🌱“I’m not.” You’d say as he walked over to you as you turned away to not look at him.

🌱“Ya right, liar.” He’d point out pinching your cheek causing you to turn and face him.

🌱“Ow!” You’d whine causing him to laugh.

🌱You’d hold your cheek with a pout on your face. “What was that for?!”

🌱“For slackin’ lil pig.” He’d say.

🌱“I was taking a break.” You’d defend.

🌱“Watching me?” He’d smirk, his question being more suggestive.

🌱You’d blush, “shut up!”

🌱If he assigns you the work, he usually gives you the easy stuff.

🌱Although he will give you hard tasks because he likes to see you struggle.

🌱Like he will make you carry something so heavy which he knows is hard to lift and then have you ask him for help after struggling.

🌱One thing he likes to do is harvest with you so you usually hold the basket while he picks the fruit or vegetables and since you are distracted with holding and waiting he likes to steal a kiss from you.

🌱It’s mostly cause you won’t expect this and he gets to see you blush.

🌱He also does this when your planting a flower into a pot and you’ll be fixated on the soil and plant that he watches you for a little bit before crouching down and randomly crashing his lips onto yours.

🌱"Huh, you're beet red, lil' pig." He'd chuckle as you looked away.

🌱"Shut up!"

🌱He will get you muddy😭

🌱He doesn’t care cause he’s not afraid of dirt so he will get you dirty.

🌱In fact it usually starts with him chasing after you in the garden and then tackles you to floor, or in the dirt which is muddy.

🌱And he literally does it on purpose because you don’t like it.

🌱“Yuma! My clothes!”

🌱“Just take them off.” He'd suggest, already about to slide your clothes off.

🌱“No!” You'd argue, stopping his hand from lifting your shirt up.

🌱And because he gets carried away Ruki sometimes steps out and jokes around, “Hey you two, this isn’t the garden of Eden.” He’d laugh seeing Yuma had tackled you to the floor leaving you to look away in embarrassment.

🌱Ruki really enjoys you and Yuma's company all the time so he's not bothered by you two arguing or anything.

🌱He kinda finds it amusing.

🌱Speaking of dirt, when he kisses you he sometimes cups your face with his hands and gets dirt on your cheek.

🌱Oh and if you're wearing white as I said before he likes to put his dirty hand on your ass to leave his hand imprint on your clothes until you wash them. And you hate him for it.

🌱He once did it when his hands were muddy and he just thought it was funny but you were upset.

🌱He likes to turn the hose on and get your clothes wet.

🌱You are usually the one who starts the water fight but when he gets involved it’s not pretty.

🌱And then the next thing you know he’s just looking at your clothes clinging to your body and being completely see-through and he’s tired of waiting.

🌱He also likes it when the clothes are wet if you're not wearing a bra.

🌱And if your nipples stand out that’s a plus to him.

🌱Fucks you up against the window to the house that is by the garden. Even you usually tell him to wait, since you don't want anyone else to see.

🌱He also loves to fuck you in the garden on just the freaking dirt or grass and doesn’t care to get you a mat.

🌱Well not until you insisted.

🌱He likes to mess around with you a lot so he sometimes walks by to lift up your dress.

🌱“Yuma!” You’d gasp, causing him to smirk.

🌱"Just checking." He'd laugh, causing you to glare at him.

🌱He probably has a couple of fruit trees so you sometimes sit up on the tree to put the fruit in the basket and he likes to watch you.

🌱Especially if you're wearing a skirt or long shirt that exposes your legs and possibly even your ass.

🌱“You tryin’ give me a show, lil’ pig?” He’d grin, grabbing your ass.

🌱“Stop.” You’d say trying to ignore him as you’d push his hand away and adjust your clothes.

🌱He’d leave you be because he doesn’t want you to fall but he gets a kick out of seeing you adjust your clothes over and over again.

🌱“You’re cute.” He’d grin, making you blush.

🌱“Yuma, stop. You’re going to make me fall—ah!” You’d scream as you lost balance, but he’d of course catch you since he’s right by.

🌱I mean he’s like as tall as the tree how hard could it be.

🌱You had closed your eyes but opened them after realizing you were in his arms.

🌱“You’re so light. You weigh as much as a piglet.” He’d point out.

🌱“Hey—“ Before you could say anything he’d steal a kiss from you to keep you quiet.

🌱He really likes kissing you, and he corners you by the tree. Yuma even gives you hickies if he’s really in the mood.

🌱“Yuma, stop.” You’d giggle trying to push him off your neck since it tickled. He was getting too handsy already in the morning.

🌱Speaking of handsy, he always trying to take off your clothes, which means sliding the straps of the dress off and trying to expose your chest.

🌱Though he likes doing this he’d be mad if someone like Kou walked in on you both.

🌱“Hey guys—oh my bad I didn’t know your girl was here too.” Kou would laugh seeing him pull you behind him to cover you protectively.

🌱“Damn it man, get out!” Yuma would shout to which you held him back by the arm, preventing him from fighting with him as you still stood behind him, adjusting the top of your dress.

🌱“Okay, but let me know when I’m an uncle at least.” He’d joke leaving you both alone again.

🌱“That little—“

🌱“Yuma, it’s okay he didn’t see anything.” Even though he does believe you he’s going to interrogate him just to make sure.

🌱r.i.p kou

🌱Sometimes he makes you wear one of his shirts instead. Because it’s basically like a dress on you.

🌱He also likes braiding your hair if you say it's really hot outside.

🌱And he's pretty good at it, don't tell him that tho, though he doesn't like to talk about it.

🌱Mostly cause he doesn't want his brothers to know.

🌱He sometimes feeds you a sugar cube, mouth to mouth of course. Usually, after he's done braiding your hair, or if you two have finished gardening for the day.

🌱Apart from gardening he also does handy work so he sometimes repaints the fence or repairs areas outside.

🌱And he always paints shirtless, and has you paint with him.

🌱Of course he gets an idea in his head tho.

🌱“Hey what’s that?” He’d ask, getting your attention and having you look elsewhere keeping you distracted, allowing him to dab paint on your nose with his finger.

🌱“Yuma!”

🌱He casually grabs your ass while you’re watering the plants or picking fruit.

🌱 Sometimes you argue with him about what to plant in terms of flowers and it's just really silly banter.

🌱I mean it gets so bad that you end up calling him Farmer, which he doesn't like.

🌱"Alright that's it." He'd smirk, throwing you over his shoulder

🌱He makes fun of you for getting tired sometimes he will catch you yawning or almost losing balance. "Tired already, lil' pig?"

🌱"Huh? No, I'm okay." You'd smile, trying to shake off your tiredness.

🌱 "C'mere." He'd say, before putting you on his back to give you a piggyback ride.

🌱He usually does this when you are really tired, so he gives you a piggyback ride around the garden and he just keeps working with you on his back.

🌱Likes to have his arms around your waist while to both admire the garden, he usually resists his chin on your head.

🌱“So when is that idiot gonna be an uncle?”

🌱“Yuma!”

🌱“What?!”

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[gyuzpurizzn]

spelling ate queen pur! 💅

warnings: the L word, beomgyu jealous ??, cringy LOL, taehyun being a little baddie purr

wc: 815

*author’s note under*

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after texting beomgyu, you got ready.

putting on a simple outfit.

you then went to your brother’s room letting him know that you are going out somewhere.

“taehyun, im going out somewhere with my friends, please let mom know.” you said.

“oh, right i forgot to tell you. mom said we going to the choi beach house on saturday for the summer. she said that you can bring your friends.”

“how come she told you? not me.”

“maybe because im the favorite haha.”

“you’re not.”

“i am.”

“ok bye, i hate you.”

“yeah sure you do, i love you too, lil sis.”

“im older!”

“you don’t act like the older one.” taehyun said with a giggle.

“im going to drop kick you right now, kang taehyun.” you said in a serious tone.

“anyways.”

“i’m also going out, have fun yn!”

“you too!”

—

beomgyu had texted you, notifying you that he’s outside of your house.

you soon got up from your bed and got you stuff.

“bye taehyun, love you!” you shouted hoping that he heard you.

“bye yn, love you too!” he shouted back.

—

as soon as you stepped inside of beomgyu’s car, he ruffled your hair.

“hi yn!”

“beomgyu stop. i just did my hair.” as you said trying to sound angry as possible, but the smile in your face gave it away.

beomgyu lets out a laugh and went over to fix your hair.

“there. there. i fixed it. are you happy now?” beomgyu rolled his eyes accompanied by a giggle.

—

you guys arrived. finally.

you then texted the groupchat, to see if anyone has arrived.

“kai and chaewon are there already, and yunjin is on the way! let’s go beomgyu, hurry up!” you said with excitement and then pulling his hand to go inside the coffee shop.

litlle did you know, beomgyu was blushing when you held his hand.

you guys then found hueningkai and chaewon all the way at the back of the shop, it was a cute place and quite simple which you loved.

“kai! chaewon!” you said as you hugged them.

“hi yn and beomgyu!” chaewon said.

kai and beomgyu did their little handshake and bro hugged, while beomgyu hugged chaewon.

minutes after, settling down.

hueningkai then saw yunjin coming in.

“yunjin, right here!” hueningkai shouted to get yunjin’s attention.

yunjin then goes up to them.

“hi guys, i’m so sorry im late!” hugging you guys.

“honestly, im not suprised.” beomgyu said.

“oh shut up.”

“anyways, do you guys wanna order now?” chaewon asked.

“sure! i’m so excited to try out their coffee.” you responded.

“what yn said.” huening kai said.

—

after ordering, you got a iced mocha macchiato.

you guys then sat down in the same seat you guys sat before.

you guys were just talking about anything, honestly.

“yn, can i try your drink?” beomgyu said with a pout.

“why..? you have your own.”

“please!” dragging out the word

“ugh, youre so annoying. fine” you said jokingly while rolling your eyes.

“dude yn. no way.” yunjin said.

“what?”

“do not turn around.”

you then turned around.

“dude, i just said don’t turned around.”

“what’s he doing here?!?”

“i don’t know.”

you heard the bell ring.

“oh my god. oh my god. i hope he doesn’t see me.”

you looked at them, they were at the counter ordering their drinks.

you then made eye contact with taehyun.

“what are you doing here?” you mouthed.

taehyun shrugs.

taehyun had a light bulb moment.

“yn, is that you?”

which caused soobin and his friends to look at you guys.

soobin and taehyun went up to you guys’ table, after telling the guys to order for them.

(yeonjun is not there, he modeling guys duhhhh. sunghoon is also not there, due to ice skating practice.)

“hi yn and beomgyu! and friends!” soobin said with a smile.

“hi soobin!” you said with a blush.

“yeah hi to you too, yn.” taehyun said unamused.

everyone greeted taehyun and soobin.

“what are you guys doing here?”

god why would you say that.

“ah, you know, to check this place out! fancy seeing you here!” soobin said

“yeah haha.”

“we should probably get going, soob. you know don’t wanna disturb them.” taehyun said.

“yeah, we should. anyways it was nice seeing you guys. also, beomgyu, mom said to be back before dinner. bye guys!”

“okay, see you later.” beomgyu said.

“bye yn and friends and beomgyu!” taehyun said.

everyone said their goodbyes to soobin and taehyun.

then after that, you guys went back to talking.

you may not have noticed it, but beomgyu’s mood turned a little sour after they left.

hueningkai definitely noticed beomgyu’s mood change.

—

“bye beomgyu! thanks for the ride. drive home safe, i love you!” hugging him as you guys got to your doorstep.

“bye yn. i had a lot of fun! i love you too, take care!” beomgyu said.

BONUS — SONG OF THE DAY ⭐️!

SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG TO DO. i had to do some school work but yeah, im back :33 i am also thinking of like double posting today but i don’t know. im trying to get like 4-5 chapters posted before this week ends so yapppp! ALSOOO three day weekend! woooo! do you guys have any plans? let me know !!!!!

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[stevebabey]

another one! 📽 📽

imagine it’s summer and it’s hot and the sun is so toasty on your skin and steve feels restless and spontaneous so he suggests you go on a drive so you pack some driving snacks and hit the road. it somehow ends with you and steve at lovers lake (or a less traumatic lake for him poor lad lol) and y’all go for a dip, in your underwear or maybe, ya know, a lil skinny dipping shenanigans are in your future 😉 *in the summertime by mungo jerry plays*

okay ily ruby have fun and again congrats girl!!! xoxo

mmmmm we all deserve summertime steve for fuckin real obsessed with the vibes you have created in the studio today maddie ur brain so delicio 🌊 yet again, i cannot shut up for the life of me <3 i want to go swchimming w him so bad fr he’s such a summer bf

it’ll have been one of those sweltering nights where even the sheets feel too much and come morning, not one ounce of you wants to stay in bed and cuddle like you normally do because it’s stinkin’ hot and you’re fairly certain steve is already sweating lightly just pressed next to you— you tell him as much when he tries to sleepily cuddle you in closer, giving him a pout and a “s’too warm, stevie :(“ and steve can’t even disagree, he’s burning up in the heat of the sun through your windows - but there’s also a glimpse of blue blue sky stretching out endlessly, which means opportunity !

so he flops back, relents the space and stares at the ceiling while u stare at him, just observing him lovingly, counting every mole <3 he takes a minute of quiet contemplation, during which your back manages to get completely heated, pressed against the mattress, and you’re bout to complain bout it again when he blows a raspberry and turns his head to face you. “d’ya wanna go for a drive? :) nd maybe a swim?” and god, if that doesn’t sound like heaven- you’re nodding along before you even open your mouth but also, u gotta check in with him “you sure ya wanna swim, stevie?” and his eyes search your face for a moment, thinking about it properly, before he nods, a grateful smile pulling at his lips, “yeah, honey, we’ll drive outta hawkins to find a good spot- sound okay?”

overtop your swimsuit, you pick a nice pair of daisy-dukes that definitely catch steve’s eye for an extra second and you grin, having to shoo him into getting ready— and you meet him down in his car, rolling the windows down to combat the sun that’s letting out blistering hot heatwaves, making u long for a popsicle or anything icy really. steve’s out a couple minutes later, two towels over his shoulders and a— you sit up a bit straighter, spotting the picnic basket in his hands!!! he calls forward as he opens the trunk to put stuff in, “i thought we could have some snacks! make a lil picnic date of it!” and you chest bursts with warmth and love for him and you literally can’t say anything except, “you’re sorta incredible, steve harrington” and it’s just the thing to say to get that flushed colour on his cheeks that has nothing to do with the heat and all to do with what you do to him.

driving along, you desperately wish you had a camera if only to capture the image of steve beside you, windows down, the breeze ruffling his hair and the collar of his shirt which is unbuttoned dangerously low. you can see the thatch of chest hair against his tan chest, his collarbones that are honestly begging for a lovebite or maybe ten, those classic cool glasses sitting on the bridge of his nose. you’re fairly certain you could look at him like this for hours- and he seems to return the sentiment fully, spending the drive torn between glancing at you in the passenger seat — one hand curled over your thigh, fingers drumming, and a happy grin on his face — and his eyes on the open road that takes you out of hawkins. the warm wind whips in through the windows and blankets you both in the glow of summer :)

steve ends up finding a nice swimming hole, 20 minutes out of hawkins, that’s part of one big river winding through the countryside. it’s busy, people swarming around the water like ants to honey, but that’s to be expected in the the heat of summer. you nd steve both instinctively steer clear of the crowd, wandering further up stream to see if you can find a sweet lil bay for just the two of you— and you manage to find another sweet lil spot that’s empty besides from you two and steve declares himself king of the beach, planting the picnic basket like a flag.

the heat is infinitely worse out of the car, without any wind to cool you off, and the trickling sounds of the river might be your greatest temptation, besides your boyfriend who’s wasted no time in tugging his shirt up and over his head. the sight of him in just those small swimming shorts, tan hairy thighs on display, might just rival the river for your attention. the water in the river moves about sluggishly, swirling around itself in a syrupy motion, and you know it’s about to be the best cool off of your life- you follow steve’s motions and shed off your shorts and shirt in record speed

steve’s already waiting for you in the shallows, water sloshing around his ankles noisily, and looking back at you he can’t resist the urge to let a little whistle when you drop your shorts — it earns him an endeared eye-roll that only makes his grin a little wider, his hand planting on his hips, “just enjoying the view, don’t mind me” so you take that as your cue to take off, feet splashing in the shallow water and you’re diving in without a moments hesitation— it’s freezing and the sensation of it zings every nerve til you’re unable to do anything but grin and curse when you come up because fuck, it’s cold. it’s fantastically cold.

steve’s still waiting in the shallows, that familiar smitten expression on his face as he watches you gasp at the temperature change and push back your soaked hair from your face, spin to look for him and grin wider when he comes into view. you paddle back in his direction, shaking off the droplets that collect at your chin. your feet find the bottom of the riverbed and you stand, against the push of the river, and hold out your hands for him, trying to coax him in to join you in the deeper parts of the river. because you know, it’s always a bit hard after everything, entering water again — you can still see the twisted up skin that stretches up his sides, faded with time, but a memory etched into his skin all the same.

steve takes a step out towards you, then another, then pauses and his eyes scour the water all around you— his expression already falling away to concern. you can sense his mothering sense rising up and try to quell it before he can voice any anxieties, “eyes on me, stevie” you say, with a wry grin and make grabby hands at him, encouraging him more- you can see the quick inhale he does before he pushes forward, eyes focused on you, your loving grin, your inviting hands, and he doesn’t stop til he can grab them with his own. you’re pushing off the riverbed instantly, legs up and around his waist and shifting so your hands circle around his neck, sweet murmurs about how you’re proud of him til steve is warm enough in the face that he simply has to dunk to both of you, his mischievous grin giving you warning just a second too late

you’re gasping, coughing just a bit when he pulls you both back up and you smack him in the chest— “you bastard! you- i can’t believe you—“ and when he sinks his knees a little deeper, you change your tone quick, clambering closer to him, “don’t you dare, steve, i swear, if you want remain in a loving relationship you will—” “gimme a kiss,” he interrupts and your head snaps from watching the cool water swirl around you to his face and he’s grinning, completely serious, his hands on your waist pulling you closer til he’s nosing along the damp plane of your neck, mumbling into it “kiss or get dunked. that’s the deal, sweetheart,” and then he presses a hot kiss under your jaw and pulls back to wait for you to make a decision. you sigh real heavy like it’s a chore, hanging your head back as you pretend to think about it with a loud “hmmmm” til you’re about sure he’s gonna dunk you again. your thighs tighten and you pull yourself up with your grip around his neck and give him exactly what he asked for :) then u guys eat ur picnic and it’s the perfect lil summertime date :) this is too long my god

#u said make this fluffy #i said what if this is about steve not liking swimming anymore #but you convincing him #I W A N T him bro #summertime steve always gets me #he's the bf that just loves to use the easy gravity in water to always hold you #its piggybacks all the time #its carrying u bridal style always #if u go swimming with the gang dustin YELLS at the two of you to stop being mushy constantly #sorry ran outta ideas for picnic #its there <3 its got lil sandwiches w the crusts (poorly) cut off #plus one chocolate bar that melted immediately #ok im done now #hope this itches the scratch u wanted maddie <3 #ruby's very own tour of hawkins #steve x reader #steve harrington #steve harrington drabble #stevie drabbles! #uhhhh no more tags #this is sorta just for maddie if anyone else enjoys it WAHOO

[littletealseal]

A Playdate To Remember: Chapter 3

CW: Use of parental terms

Purple Yam Cookie was the first to wake from his nap, he yawned adorably and stretched a bit before looking around the room while still on his back. He sleepily gazed at the glow in the dark stars and moons around the ceiling and wall around him, with his pacifier still in his mouth bobbing it about a bit, the little cookie was still rather deep in his head space and was curious about the time. He did see a small bit of light poke though the darkening curtains so it must have still been daytime, maybe noon? 11am? He turned to his side and hugged Boris a bit as he thought, he almost forgot he wasn’t at home but he still felt so safe.

The purple haired cookies attention was directed to the crib next to him when he started to hear Pitaya start to wake up, the hatchling rubbed his eyes before looking around and then looking to Yam, who still looked very sleepy.

“ Heeey Yammy…” Pitaya said with a yawn, also still rather tiny. “ you ok??”

Yam could only nod and yawn as he suckled on his pacifier and hugged Boris, now starting to feel very silent from how small he was feeling.

“ Yu real tiny?” The hatchling received another nod and continued to talk. “ Das otay.. am small too.. mm havin’ lots of fun!” He said while rolling onto his back and stuck his arms and legs into the air, wiggling them as he did so.

Yam nodded again letting the hatchling know he was listening, it’s been awhile since the warrior had felt this small, usually he could talk a bit like how PItaya was, but right now all that could possibly come out of his mouth was babbling. Pitaya continued to mindlessly chat as footsteps could now be heard from outside, with the door to the nursery soon slowly opening to reveal Milk.

“aww you two up from your naps?” The white haired cookie asked the two little ones.

“ yaayaaa… mm hungy..” Pitaya pouted a bit as his belly growled, he sat up to get a better look at the caregiver.

“ Aww well we can find some yummy things for the both of you to nibble on, are you hungry Yammy?” Milk asked as he walked up to his babies crib and began to lower the bars, said baby just nodded and made grabby hands to signal that he wanted to be picked up. “ Heheh ok sweetie, heere we go!” Milk exaggeratedly said as he lifted the purple haired cookie up and out of the crib, Hollyberry was soon in the room and smiled down at her now squeaking baby.

The two caregivers walked out of the nursery with both bundles in hand and Yam just nuzzled into the crook of Milks neck, sighing and just feeling very small and safe in his daddies arms, and semi listening to what the three were talking about, just feeling at ease. Before the little one knew it they were in the dining hall and Pitaya was excited as always as he was put into his highchair, Yam was about to be put in one as well but whined when Milk tried to sit him down.

“oh? Aww hun you wanna sit with dada?” Yam nodded to this and Milk smiled. “ Alright dear you can stay here then, though do you know what you want to eat?” Yam pondered but ended up shrugging , Milk knew what this meant if Yam wasn’t sure what to have. “ hmm.. do you want just some warm fruity cereal then?” This caused Yam to gently nod and smile behind his pacifier. “Heheh, alright dear I’ll let auntie Holly know” He placed a kiss onto Yams head and he just smiled and nuzzled into Milks shoulder.

Milk then explained to HollyBerry on what Yam wanted, with a nod she then told the cooks what to have made for their little ones, Pitaya settled on having some jellysaur nuggets with some apple sauce and a juice box after he was rambling on about what he wanted like the happy and energetic baby he is. The two caregivers made sure to keep their little ones distracted so they wouldn’t fuss over waiting for their food, with HollyBerry playing lil games like peek a boo and I spy with Pitaya, while Milk just walked around a bit by the table with Yam still in his arms and bobbed him in his arms while doing so. Yam still was very much relaxed and almost fell asleep again! Though before he know it both his and Pitayas lunches were ready, Holly and Milk ate before while they were asleep so they were good. The four seemed to be perfectly busy and in their own world until two cookies entered the dining hall.

“Hi Grandmama! Hi Pitaya!!” Princess Cookie happily said as she came in with Knight Cookie following behind her, diligent in keeping her safe as usual.

“Oh hey ya two! What are you both up too?” Holly said cheerfully as her granddaughter ran over to hug her, making her chuckle. Pitaya squeaked at the royal cookie with curiosity in his eyes, but puffed up his mane when Knight approached, trying to look scary.

“ I’m good! Just wanted to see what this little guy was up too” Princess said as she looked to the fluffy hatchling and showed him her scepter, causing Pitaya to become distracted enough by the gem on top of it to relax himself. “ Heheh you’re so cu- huh? Who’s this lil guy?” Princess asked when she finally noticed Yam, who looked a bit spooked and blushed from shyness.

“O-oh that’s Purple Yam Cookie and his caregiver; Milk Cookie, they’re gonna be stayin’ here for a few days to play with Pitaya” HollyBerry said in hopes of distracting Princess away from Yam, since she noticed that he was becoming a bit nervous by someone new seeing him like this.

“ Oh that’s so cool! Aww he’s so so cute! Hi there lil guy!” Princess exclaimed and said to the purple haired cookie.

Yam just hid his face in Milks neck as a response, feeling very shy and nervous now. Milk noticed this and attempted to sooth him by rubbing his back. “ Aww hun it’s ok, sorry he’s just very shy when like this around new people” Milk said while blushing a bit.

“ Oh I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to spook him.. he’s really small I guess?” Princess asked while trying to get her scepter back from Pitaya, who now was nibbling on it.

“ Yeah, under a year like Pitaya here, but I think a bit younger?” HollyBerry said, knowing Pitaya was around 10 months but wasn’t sure on Yams exact age range, just knew he was really tiny.

“ Ohhh I see, kinda like how Knight is I guess” Princess said the last bit in a whisper, as to not embarrass the seemingly frustrated Knight, who was wanting to help in getting the royals scepter back from Pitaya, who was still nibbling on it. He then thought to just tickle the babies tummy and this worked in making the hatchling let go of the scepter.

“ Ahah! Gotcha, thanks Knight!” The armored cookie smiled as Pitaya huffed and crossed his arms in annoyance. “ D’aww you’re so cute! It’s ok ‘Taya we can still play after you and Yam eat! Does that sound good?” This perked Pitaya up a bit as he nodded “Ok! Then I’ll be seeing you two cuties later! Bye Everyone!” Princess said while then taking off out and down one of the hallways.

“A-Aa! Your majesty wait!” Knight said with a bit of panic in his voice as he tried to catch up with the quick royal, this made HollyBerry laugh and shake her head.

“ Ahaha, there really ain’t a dull moment with that girl, is Yam ok though?” Holly asked as she looked to the still hiding cookie.

“ Oh I think he will be in a moment. Sweetie it’s ok to come out now…” Milk cooed as he tried to coax Yam out into looking around again, this worked a bit with Yam shyly looking a little before babbling a bit. “ Awww..”

“ Hmm.. oh! I’ll be right back since I think a certain someones nuggies are ready~ “ HollyBerry said to the now curious hatchling as she got up from her chair and went into the kitchen. Pitaya squealed with joy and bounced in his chair as the food was brought out by HollyBerry, both on proper baby sized plates and in baby sized bowls.

Pitaya dove into his food by snatching up a nugget and nibbling on it happily while squeaking and making Holly chuckle, Milk however helped feed Yam by giving him spoon fulls of the warm cereal with fruit bits in it. Yam took little bites and was still completely at ease, he held onto Milks shirt while eating but also took the time to sleepily look around. Halfway through HollyBerry began to help Pitaya eat as he was making too much of a mess on his own, and so did Yam to an extent when he pawed at his food when Milk wasn’t looking, and getting some of the warm cereal on the table in the shape of tiny handprints, making Yam giggle a bit. Soon enough both babies had finished eating and had their mouths and hands washed before the four started to make their way back to the playroom, with Pitaya next to HollyBerry on all fours, excitedly talking about what he wanted to do, Yam however was still in a sleepy mood while suckling on his pacifier in Milks arms, scanning and filming everything around him. As they enter the play room, Pitaya barrels in and topples onto the large rug where his toys are, giggling the whole time and now on his back while hugging his tail.

“ Whoa whoa kiddo slow down there! You don’t wanna get a bellyache do ya?” HollyBerry chuckled as she walked over to the giggly dragon and blew a raspberry on his cheek, making him laugh more and kick his lil legs.

Milk sat down with Yam still in his arms and now in his lap, the small bundle still held on like a koala and looked around the room while suckling on his pacifier. It wasn't until Yam noticed some building blocks that he wanted to get down, Milk let the baby down onto the floor and Yam shuffle crawled over to the toys with Boris in one hand, and started to pick up some blocks with another. The purple haired cookie stared and inspected each block as he stacked them without thought, seemingly content. Yam continues this as he props Boris up next to some of the built blocks, Pitaya crawls over to see what little cookie was up too and squeaks at the stuffed donkey toy.

“ Bo…Bowis..” Yam manages to say as he points to his stuffie, letting Pitaya know what his name is.

“ Oh? Bowis?? He cool” Pitaya smiled as he pawed at the stuffie before looking back to what Yam was building.. just random towers and some low buildings too. The hatchling wanted so bad to knock them down out of habit but knew that would really upset Yam, so instead he grabbed a random block and started to chew on it.

“ Oh hold on kiddo, you don’t want to rip that apart” HollyBerry warned as she walked over to Pitaya to gently remove the block from the hatchlings mouth and give him one of his teething toys, a multicolored ring in the shape of a bunny. Pitaya took to the teether right away and happily chewed, now on his back with his tail swishing about.

This semi silent playtime continued on for sometime, with Yam building and shaking random baby safe toys he found while crawling about, to Pitaya just chewing away on his teether, both babies seemed to be perfectly fine.. until the silence was suddenly broken by a soft knock, making everyone look to the door in curiosity.

Hey everyone, I want to sincerely apologize for how late this chapter is. I had almost finished writing it before alot of real life stuff had gotten in the way, such as getting sick multiple times, some serious things happening that prevented me from feeling smol.. and just that, I haven’t been able to feel comfortable enough to regress the way I’d like to for some time.. Though now.. I’m starting to feel a bit better and I hope to continue writing this fic for you all <:3 

Again I hope you enjoy this chapter

Chapter 1 Chapter 2

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[arolesbianism]

Oh ya I never did actually share all the swaps in the dst roleswap au huh. Uhhhh list and basic ideas below the cut babey

Wigfrid (Wilson): basically just Wigfrid but if she never auditioned for Wigfrid and got into a few too many fights with different directors and then moved out into the middle of nowhere to pout. She and Wanda were also penpalls, and she is also autistic as hell

Wx-78 (Maxwell): after having debatably accidentally maybe murdering a fellow scientist they fled to britain to remake their identity (they still named themself Wx-78 lol) and while they were there they picked up a young easy to manipulate eager young "scientist" as their "assistant" and took him with them back to the us to attempt to rebuild their resources and continue their research. I made a whole other post abt them already so I won't go through it all here but long story short they got attached had a breakdown over getting attached and fucked over his life only to have it backfire on them spectacularly and they ended up on the nightmare throne rip

Wilson (Charlie): the previously mentioned young scientist, he was picked up by Wx as a teenager, and proceeded to idolise them for a while, but began to grow impatient and itched to make his own scientific discoveries. Soon after, he found the codex, and initially researched it in secret, but eventually got fond out and was forced to hand it over to Wx. The two would continue to research it together, but eventually Wx abruptly called off any further research into the constant and the two got into a big fight. Soon after this, Wx kicked out Wilson (who was in his early 20s at the time) and in an act of desperate rage Wilson attempted to break into the lab a few days later to steal the codex, leading to a bit of a wrestle between him and Wx which ended in them both getting dragged into the constant

Wanda (Wendy): our secondary protagonist, this is basically just a Wanda who never invented time travel lol. She is still alas not immune to the consequences of other Wandas who fiddled with time though, as soon before being dragged into the constant two separate versions of herself tried to travel to her world, both dying in the process. Now she is haunted by both a 17 year old version of herself and a god knows how many year old version of herself who are both yelling at her to invent time travel and are both refusing to elaborate on anything ever. She is very stressed all the time but hey at least both ghosts seem invested in keeping her alive

Abigail (Walter): less of a boy scout and more of a kid who eats random berries that have been laying in the dirt for a week. She didn't die in this au, but after she dragged Wendy out to some woods for a fun lil adventure, the two got separated, and after hours of searching, she ended up having to be dragged home as soon after Wendy was declared missing. Not fully understanding what was going on, Abby packed up some snacks and headed back out in secret to try to find her sister. She ended up getting super lost, and after a few nights, she finally broke down as she found a torn up remnants of one of Wendy's belongings, hungry and cold and just wanting to bring her sister home. Unfortunately for her, a certain figure would offer her a way to reunite with her sister (but hey, they weren't completely lying)

Wendy (Wx-78): its this point onwards that things start getting less detailed as we get into the "Im still working on it ok" zone. But long story short, Wendy died in the woods, a certain little boy did a fun lil dubiously scientific science to bring him back, yay. Unfortunately, he lost most of his memories, and ended up just wandering sitting around for a good while feeling empty and meaningless, leaving him to be very vulnerable to being manipulated by our favorite dipshit

Walter (Wanda): lil guy who has been stuck in a hell of a timeloop, to the point where he has long since lost the ability to remember the start of it. All he rly knows is that he has a weird curse going on, and that he has a watch he doesn't remember how he got that he has to use to stop it. Well more like prolong the inevitable. He's generally similar to canon Walter, but with a bit more of a not rly present vibe abt him. He has issues lol

Wes (Wigfrid): now here's where we start getting rly vague. My basic idea for Wes is that he's a famous actor who kind of ended up where he is by accident, and has basically spent the past few years constantly in character and never showing his face out of deep rooted anxiety. This habit continues strong into the constant, where he always strictly sticks to the character of whatever mask he's wearing. His different masks are based off of canon don't starve characters, but I'm not gonna go into my hypothetical kits for this au here lol

Willow (Wolfgang): having been forced into a sort of heel like role for most of her life, shes used to being treated like a villain and has learned to revel in the role. To the point where she very much started taking it too far lol. I imagine she still worked for Them to some extent, but in a much more. Openly violent way. I could go more into my ideas for her, but thatd just turn into kit talk so moving on

Wickerbottom (Woodie): she definitely has a colorful past, having amassed 3 werebeast curses and a decent amount of enemies, but I'll admit I uh. Don't have very detailed ideas for her backstory. I'm thinking she probably knew Wolfgang and Woodie, and that her werebeast forms are a werebat, a werecat and a wereghost, but thats abt it

Wurt (Wormwood): rly nothing too fancy here. She's a treeguard probably, she considers plants friends, she likes to learn, wow

Wormwood (Wurt): same sitch here, hes just a friendly merm

Webber (Wagstaff): the mystery boy himself, it's him! Im going to proceed to not elaborate as he's very important but I still need to develop him A Lot

Charlie (Webber): she cave spider

Winona (Warly): either an ex linecook or a survival chef or smth? Idk I feel like there's potential here but I still need to chose a concrete direction to take her

Maxwell (Wes): he's just William lmao

Woodie (Willow): local canadian haunted by fire. Idk man he's probably kinda depresses

Wolfgang (Wickerbottom): I'm gonna be real with y'all he's Wickerbottom cause that was the last thing I had left over. I imagine he probably got wrapped up in her drama back in the day and was left to maintain her library after she disappeared into the night at some point. After that library fire happened and similar sitch as canon except he is very much not happy abt absorbing so much cursed knowledge and is just shaking and crying anytime he has to apply said knowledge

Warly (Winona): Im gonna be real I have like nothing for him rn but Ill get to it I prommy

Wilba (Wortox): Wilba jumpscare! I'm gonna be real I just wanted an excuse to include her. I'm thinking she's Claus's kid and has gimmics based off of that, but otherwise no real thoughts abt her atm

And I thinkkkkk that's everyone? Idk it's 1 am if I missed someone Im sorry but also I need 2 sleep

#rat rambles #love how you can feel my brain deteriorating as this goes on lol #anyways good night

[theheartbrokenones]

Okay here is a sneak peek to the reincarnation story for Snirius I was talking about the first four chapter will be super long dealing with each life til Chapter five where they are on the Hogwarts express

I am your Loyal servant and you are a country King. If the whole world plots to extinguish your light, If they find the need to make you break and cry, Don’t you worry, dear, I am right by your side. So just smile for me; it’ll be alright.

Children laughter could be heard in the castle courtyard as children could be seen playing around. “Siri!” A gentle voice called out as they run giggling as they played smiling brightly, Sirius turns smiling seeing his Severus running to him before the other jumped into Sirius waiting arms. “There you are!” Their friends cheered seeing Severus, “Sorry I had to finish the cleaning you know how Mistress Luciana gets, plus Master Luke stopped me to remind me of lessons.” Severus pouted before sliding out of Sirius hold and bowing to the other children even though they are friends Severus is a servant among the royal and rich. He is Sirius personal Servant and handpicked to be the new Druid of the Kingdom to advise Sirius in his role as king. “We know Sevie it’s fine how about we play a new game?” Lilith spoke up her bright red hair tied up with green ribbons spoke, holding Jameson hand making Severus giggle again. “Why are we playing house? Are you and Jamie going to play wife and husband?” He was teasing as Frances and Albelgal laughed along with Remus. Lilith smirked as Jameson blush, “no, well yes but it's you and Sirius will be having a royal wedding!” She giggled seeing the surprise before a blush settled on his chubby cheeks. “R-really Lil’s we can’t!” He stuttered out looking around, “Why not?” She pouts as their friends snickered while Sirius was just amused still holding onto Severus, “W-well um we don’t have a dress or veil or even rings!” He nodded thinking he got them out of it. “P-plus Sirius hasn’t agreed.” He looked at Sirius who hummed. “I have no problem marrying Severus.” He smirked seeing that cute surprised looked on Severus face along with those rosy cheeks.

“See there then it is simple your robes are fine as a dress next time I will bring one. We are about the same size anyway and Al and I can make a veil along with a ring Jamie and Remie can walk you while Frances is the priest oh it will be so much fun!” The others begin even with Severus weak protest, he turns to Sirius who just smiled petting Severus head. “Don’t worry it will be fun just relax Sev.” Severus couldn’t help the way his heart skipped a beat looking in Sirius eyes, ‘I can’t relax not when you are looking at me like that Siri. I know we are kids and I am just a lowly servant but I know I love you. Even if They will be angry if you wish it then I will then I shall do it.’ “As you wish my prince.” He whisper looking into those silver eyes. Sirius huffs out a laugh before squeezing Severus hands before walking away. The girls dragged Severus away giggling putting a flower crown on his head that had ribbons tied into it and handed Sirius something that Severus couldn’t see yet. Jameson and Remus held Severus hand as flowers were pushed into his hands before being walked down to Sirius who looked at him with an expression he couldn’t tell of what but it made his heart flutter and his soul sing he felt the magic in his body thrum as they locked eyes. He knew his eyes must be glowing and the flowers in his hair were glowing feeding from his magic he couldn’t help but smile shyly at Sirius even if this was a silly game and they were kids he couldn’t help but dream and hope it would one day be real.

(There was fire, sounds of swords cutting through the air smoke filled the air as screams also. He was running rushing dodging and casting spells he needed to make it to hurry to him as he held the vial in his hand. His lungs and legs begged him to stop to breathe but he needed to hurry. His tears falling as he saw the bodies on the ground and he wanted to crumble to fall to the floor and never get back up but he couldn't now. Not with the surrounding madness.)

Tell me what you think, this isn’t all that I wrote I just wanna give you a sneak peek at it!

#fanfic #ao3 author #ao3fic #ao3 fanfic #snirius #severus snape #sirius orion black #morally ambiguous sirius black #dark sirius black #reincarnation

[chase2452]

the target audience for my art is me at age 12

#zutara #zuko #katara #sharkboy and lavagirl #the adventures of sharkboy and lavagirl in 3-d #atla #a:tla #avatar the last airbender #quarantine regression hit me hard. so hard that im having a sharkboy and lavagirl phase . #also lmao... yes i am still drawing zutara fanart . what of it #it occured to me after i was halfway through coloring that it would probably make more sense for katara to be the ice princess in this au #but uhhhh its my art and ill do what i want . and what i want is sharkboy katara . #im very pleased w how the purple flaming hair came out on zuko . very nice very good #also just had fun w his lil pout... #and katara is just . universally fun to draw. i love her so much #anyways im not taking constructive criticism on this subject matter at the time . :) #no thoughts only dumb crossovers #chase.draws #original post #im addicted to outdated fanart subjects #500 #1k #2k #3k #4k #5k #10k #15k

[earthtooz]

hello!! can you make haikyuu boys with one y / nq has a flirty and charming personality? Let's say you call everyone by "cute, adorable boy, darling, love" and that kind of thing, with the characters you want !!

𝗛𝗤 𝗕𝗢𝗬𝗦 𝗪𝗜𝗧𝗛 𝗔 𝗙𝗟𝗜𝗥𝗧𝗬 𝗦/𝗢

#↳ with bokuto kotaro, iwaizumi hajime, miya atsumu and kuroo tetsuro!!!!

warnings: swearing, fluff :)

a/n: yas 🥰🥰 i believe in confident or flirty reader supremacy!!!! also it becomes suggestive in some parts (iwai's) so please be 16+ to read! this was a lil something i wanted to get out before i whip out some longer fics, but i hope this matched your standards anon! thank you sm for requesting, i had a lot of fun w it <3

༉‧₊˚. 𝗕𝗢𝗞𝗨𝗧𝗢 𝗞𝗢𝗧𝗔𝗥𝗢:

he'd be so into a flirty s/o- BYEE SAY NO MORE!!

like he loves it, someone to banter with? someone who he can joke around with? he's falling for you in no time.

especially when they're a verbal flirt, he probably won't be able to read body language all too well- apart from winks... and kissing... or making out.

he probably also can't tell that you're flirting with him unless it's super direct! he loves pick-up lines, especially smart ones that he's never heard before, those always get a good giggle out of him, but he also adores being complimented. calling him nicknames that no one else does gets his heart going.

'bo', 'taro' (omg like the food), 'kou', you probably won't call him endearments unless you know he's comfortable with them. (calling him 'cutie' is his ultimate weakness, but it's kinda cringe... oh well, he is cute tho)

greeting him at school, if you slip in a 'looking handsome as ever today, bokuto" with a sly wink, he'll be red in the face and giggling about it until break time.

babie 😟😟

i think just knowing someone that can be flirtatious or charming or 'bold' is very reassuring to bokuto, because he's someone who's 100% all the time. knowing he won't scare you away with how enthusiastic he can be is a dealbreaker. bonus points if you know how to reciprocate that energy or know how to calm him down without ruining his good vibes!

bokuto will ask you out almost INSTANTLY. no hesitation, and you'll probably agree with no hesitation either.

sometimes he'll flirt back, returning it with a compliment of his own, such as, 'you're looking fine as always, y/n!' or a bad pickup line, 'i must be in a museum, because you're a work of art!'

when you're in an official relationship, the flirting becomes even worse- like imagine:

"akaashi, do you think i complimented y/n enough today?" bokuto slumps as he plops down on the changeroom bench, dejected. "i think fifty times is more than enough, bokuto," the setter replies simply. "but what if they don't believe me? i need to text them right now!"

it's not even charming anymore, you're both just down bad

physical touch is another factor he likes and if he knows you're comfortable with it, he won't be shy when it comes to greeting you with hugs.

once he's really comfortable with you, he'll just cling onto you. wherever you go, expect fukurodani's ace to appear a minute later.

y'know how akaashi sometimes tells bokuto that there's a cute person in the stands watching him? so he can play better?

yah, you're the cute person in the stands.

you show up to every game that you can watch and he has a pre-game ritual with you where he must get a good luck kiss.

and you're more than happy to grant it, grabbing him by both cheeks and pulling him in.

bokuto thinks he can conquer the world when you pull away, saying, "show everyone just how great you are, yah?" he holds onto your waist tightly, "you'll be watching me, right?" "of course, i only got eyes for the most handsome volleyball player," he gives you a look, "most handsome man ever," you correct. the widest smile breaks out on his face, "i'll win for you, just watch!" you laugh softly with your boyfriend, gushing, "always."

on games that you can't attend, bokuto is pouting at you every day leading up to it, silently begging for you to come. as much as you want to, it just wasn't possible.

you need to warn akaashi about that a few days beforehand, so he knows what to do.

you'll send as many texts as possible wishing bokuto luck beforehand, selfies are not excluded. you'll even caption some of them, 'i'll be cheering for my favourite boy today :))'

you have him wrapped around your finger, and he has you around his too.

༉‧₊˚. 𝗜𝗪𝗔𝗜𝗭𝗨𝗠𝗜 𝗛𝗔𝗝𝗜𝗠𝗘:

*runs away giggling*

oh yeah, this man definitely goes wild when it comes to body language.

y'know the fuck-me-eyes? oH MY GOD- it will give him heart palpitations, especially when you smirk afterwards.

BUT also, hear me out, y'know how when people tilt their head upwards and slightly to the side it makes them look more confident? if you look at him like that with a small smirk, he is a GONER.

someone who's confident and self-assured is iwaizumi's type, so if you know your worth and never settle for less, he's so into that.

first few times when you did the look to him, he malfunctioned and needed a few minutes to comprehend everything, how captivating you became with that intense and purposeful eye contact, quirking your lips up slightly before walking away.

next few times, he becomes used to it and adds to the tension with a confident look of his own.

now it was your turn to internally shut down.

well, i mean, so long as hajime could breathe, you weren't safe from his irresistible good looks. and biceps.

oh the world is so cruel.

also dies a little inside every time you hold eye contact with him and turn your body to face him so he knows he has your full attention.

okay but fr the amount of tension there is between you two is NOT platonic... nor is it healthy, and iwaizumi decides to do something about this ;)

after a long work week, iwaizumi is relieved to be able to have friday night off so he can accept your offer to go to a local club and have a couple of drinks. and he was at his breaking point if you kept looking at him like that. iwaizumi wasn't sure just how much longer he could resist that coy smile of yours, and keeping his composure suddenly became one of the hardest things to do. especially when you're right in front of his face. so close, yet so far. as you near your face to his for the nth time that night, he loses all sense of restraint and meets your lips halfway in a fervent kiss. you melt into him with little to no hesitation and iwaizumi swears that you'll be the death of him. with how fast his heart was racing, it didn't seem like he had much longer on this earth. might as well spend the days telling you just how gorgeous you are. "what took you so long, love?" you muttered breathlessly against him. the athletic trainer smirks, "i'll make up for lost time, don't let that pretty face worry about it." he doesn't go home alone that night.

after that, he knows how to deal with you ;) AHAHAHAHHA lol

n e ways... you'd start calling him a lot more affectionate endearments from then on, such as 'darling', 'my love' or 'babe'.

when you two become official, you learn to reserve the look for moments of bribery- either because you want something or you're just looking for a good time up to you mwahaha

and he's hanging onto your every word when you speak to him, so long as you look at him like that.

༉‧₊˚. 𝗠𝗜𝗬𝗔 𝗔𝗧𝗦𝗨𝗠𝗨:

ayo did you know that miya atsumu has his own version of the fuck-me-eyes LMFAOOO (the ones who get it, get it)

okay anyways, atsumu would also be a complete sucker for sweet talkers, more specifically people who he can have a back and forth with.

especially when you add your own terms of endearment to the end like yas, call that man a pretty boy and watch him turn into a mess right in front of you 😍

you be like, "you flirt like this to everyone, pretty boy?"

and he's all like "no brain, only y/n."

cackling at that PLS, he's all bark, no bite.

the chemistry between you happened naturally. he's an extroverted and charismatic character who always spiced up other people's lives, so when you brought something to his table, miya atsumu is running circles around you.

he's got a filthy mouth and loud insults to compliment it, but you know how to shut him up- much to osamu's pleasure.

speaking about osamu, he had no idea atsumu had positive adjectives in his vocabulary to describe someone with, so when he hears his blond-haired twin talk about you in a dreamy tone, he is shocked.

when atsumu realises his developing feelings for you, he begins to put a lot of emphasis in his body language... and it doesn't work. sometimes he'll catch you in a classroom and lean against the door with his arms crossed, trying to act as suave as possible.

because he's actually overthinking everything, such as what word he's going to say next, whether or not he should stand up a little straighter- he's a complete mess. it wasn't fair that you were so effortlessly charming.

but you find it endearing nonetheless, because it gives you a lot more to tease him about.

however when atsumu is head over heels for you, he becomes even messier- sometimes stuttering over his words and looking away so he can hide his flustered expression when you call him a 'pretty boy'.

he's transparent about his behaviour as well, and it's kind of hard to not notice how much a certain setter likes you when he's acting like a fool in love.

when you've had enough of it, you stop his rambling mid-sentence by putting a hand on his shoulder, smiling up at him, "you don't need to try so hard, miya, i like you the way you are."

with a supportive pat, you walk away, leaving a shocked miya atsumu in an empty hallway after school.

he chases after you and asks shyly to walk you home, and you've never heard him be so quiet and gentle before, so you take up his offer with a wide smile.

in a proper relationship, the flirting doesn't stop, except it's paired with more shameless terms of endearment. and it's become a contest to see who can be the cringiest.

"we still on today for after school, sugar bubs?" atsumu asks as he takes the seat beside you, and you gag a little at the nickname. "anything for you, my little lovely," you leaned your chin onto your hands, fluttering your lashes at him. he breaks out in laughter, "ew, that was horrible!" "i know, i'm sorry." suna grumbles from the corner, "do you guys ever shut the fuck up?"

much to atsumu's dismay, you've begun to call suna 'my little lovely' instead of him.

seriously though, this man adores you and is willing to put up with any shit you throw at him, so long as you continue being his.

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