#and i dont even have a house but I'm stressed over what that should look like

[spinyax]

why does the hour of 2am compel me to rearrange my fake apartment every night

#i played ffxiv all day today with zero (0) interest in decorating my apartment #it is now 2:50am and ive been in a frenzy looking up insp and fighting on what decor looks nice and makes sense for my character #like #i want to add a bookshelf and have a little study corner but my guy cant read good why the fuck would he have that #ohhhh maybe a little garden corner woukd work if i can find the furniture #and i dont even have a house but I'm stressed over what that should look like #because i knowwwww the second i 'finish' decorating im gonna hate it all and redo everything and waste so much money #fuck ultimates fuck glamor housing is the real endgame #spin lore #yeah maybe i should go to bed

[dcxdpdabbles]

Hey, I dont know if you are currently acepting asks but... Please can you write something with Clockwork/Alfred? I'll give you a cookie?

I really love how you write and i cant find fics with this ship

Danny gets a cryptic message from Clockwork the night that he, Sam, Tucker, and Jazz are supposed to go on a three-week College tour road trip.

A trip that they were going to use to decide where the three graduating students planned on going to college. Jazz was coming along to ease their parents' worry, mainly as a voice of reason. She had taken time off of work and classes just to make this happen.

It had taken months to plan.

So cryptic messages put a damper on the mood. Granted, all notifications from Clockwork were cryptic, but that didn't make this any less stressful.

He had just sat by his bed, leaning his back onto his lower bed frame and mattress, when he noticed the glowing sticker note on the carpeted floor.

"What does it say?" Sam sighs, closing her suitcase. She was kneeling a few feet away from him, double-checking their luggage. "A warning about the trip? Insight of an upcoming trial? Oh, let me guess, one of us is pregnant?."

"It's me, isn't it?" Tuck asks from where he's lying on Danny's bed. He places a hand under his chin with a sigh. "I've noticed a glow in my reflection lately. Danny, you're the Father."

"Shut it, Tuck." Danny laughs, turning the glowing sticky note over. "It just has an address, a date, and a time. Nothing else. I think he wants us to go there when the day comes."

Jazz walks in carrying a tray. She insisted they all take some bedtime tea to help them get enough rest for the drive. She recently started making her own blends after much research and experimenting. Danny loves it and always begs for a jar of her tea whenever he visits her. "What's going on?"

"We have to add a stop to the road plan," Sam sighs. She takes the black mug covered in white laughing sculls, nodding in gratitude to the redhead. "In one week, we have to go to Gotham."

"That's doable. We'll be going through Bludhaven by then. We would use the following two days to go sightseeing a few cities over, but we can sacrifice one of them to head to Gotham instead." Jazz hums, mentally going over their planned-out map that she likely memorized.

Danny groans, carefully resting the black mug with white constellations on the floor beside him. "I really wanted to see the hot springs resort, though."

"Member next time, Danny." Tuck pats his head while his own black mug- this one with little game controllers- is held carefully in his other hand. "After the baby is born, we'll go again."

"Why are you stuck on the whole baby thing?"

"Danny, that's no way to speak to the father of your children, especially while he's carrying," Sam chided from her corner. "The stress is bad for the baby."

"Please stop."

"But Danny," Jazz cuts in, sitting across from him. She crosses her legs underneath her, and her black mug with white books completes the set. "You should be supportive of Tucker in this very delicate time."

"I'm going to Go Ghost and never come back."

"I knew you be a deadbeat dad," Tucker tsks.

The four burst into impish laughter; the ease of the teasing joke and the calming tea rekindled the mood of excitement, even with Clockwork's glowing sticky note being shoved into their luggage to be revisited in a week.

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"Are you sure this is the place?" Danny asks again, leaning forward to where Tucker is driving.

Jaz looks around in fascination at the large houses and spacious yards they pass while Sam sleeps beside Danny in the backseat. She just finished her turn driving for seven hours and wanted to catch up on sleep.

Personally, Danny thinks she shouldn't volunteer for the first shift- they set out at four in the morning to keep to their road plan- but he knows no one else would do it if Sam didn't.

Neither Fenton works well before nine a.m., while Tucker needs help seeing in the dark, so he always gets the day shift.

Tucker's grip on the steering wheel tightens as he grits through his teeth. "For the sixth time, Danny, this is where the GPS said to go. I am literally staring at the icon move on the map as I drive."

"It's just....look at this place! It's rich people. I think they call the cops on us for driving through here." Danny defends, knowing his consent doubts driving his bed friend up a wall but unable to stop fretting.

"I don't think they call the cops....but I think we should move as quickly as possible." Jazz advised as the houses started to grow in both size and property amount. "We're almost there."

"Why would Clockwork want us to come here?" Tucker hissed as their old beat-up fan made a turn into a road that had the trees cut into arches above their heads. It was so obviously fancy that the three got highly uncomfortable. Even Sam's house wasn't so drenched in wealth, and this was just the front entrance.

"Maybe he wants us to investigate a haunted mansion." Danny offers, "Since we're in the area and all."

Danny leans back in his seat. He glances over at Sam; upon noticing the blanket she was using had slid down, he reaches over to tuck her in.

It's just as he sits back that his enhanced sight catches the faintest outline of a man in the trees, crouched down on a branch and watching them. Danny's heart spams, but he has no time to react further as the van moves on and the man's figure disappears in the floral.

"Holy shit!" Danny swears loudly, causing Tucker to jump and tilt the van.

"Dude!" Tucker hisses, "Don't do that! You scared the shit out of me."

"Sorry, sorry." Danny places a hand over his heart, trying to calm the rapid beating. "I think I just saw a demon. Pretty sure that's what Clockwork wanted us to investigate."

"A demon?" Jazz whimpers, eyes flickering all over the trees with unease. "Are you sure it was a demon?"

"It looked liked like a one," Danny responds. "I highly doubt some guy will just go around dressed like a bat for fun."

" Great. Just great. A demon, that's going to be so much fun to deal with," Tucker complains, pressing on the gas more. They don't call him out as the feeling of being watched becomes suffocating.

The sooner they're out of the open, the better.

The end of the driveway opens up to a grand manor that would have made any noble Lord green with envy. Tucker drives around the giant fountain, pulling up to the park in front of the stairway of the main entry.

He squints out the front window as he loops before gasping. "Is that Clockwork?"

The Fenton Siblings each press their noses to the glass of their windows when they come to a complete stop. Both gasped at the exact same time and in the same volume at the man who was casually waiting for them at the door.

It's obviously Clockwork, but he's not in the form they are used to. Not the flouting child, not the sticking middle-aged man, or the aged old entity. No, the form Clockwork uses is a man in his early fifties, with the grace of a sliver fox and, oh, not a ghost.

"Hello, children," Clockwork says, walking down the stairs to meet them. The three are staring at him with slack jaws, half out of their vehicle but lingering in their doors just in case.

Sam snores.

"I'm ever so glad you have come." Clockwork continues, his green eyes flickering with mirth. A smile pulls at his lips, causing laughing lines to appear around his eyes, and it complements his warm bridge skin. He is not blue. "Not a moment too late. Punctual as ever, Jasmine."

"I- ugh, thank you, sir." Jazz shutters before getting her wits about her. "Why did you call us?"

"I will be delaying your trip for the next week." Clockwork lifts up a hand as if to stop any complaints this announcement may cause, which isn't really necessary, seeing as none of them can find the strength to speak. "I will, of course, make it possible to make up the time lost. I just need you four to act as my children for the next week."

"Why?" Tucker's voice is barely above a whisper.

"I can only keep this form for seven days, as I am not a halfa, but in that time, I hope to woo a man. He is a family man through and through, so if I can show him that I am more than capable of caring for a large family, it will help me in the long run." Clockwork then shrugs. "Plus, I need an anchor, and what better than four virgins?"

"Hey!" Danny shouts offended.

Clockwork raises a brow. "Am I wrong, Daniel?"

"No, but you didn't have to expose me like that," Danny grumbles.

"Who are you trying to woo?" Jazz asks, trying to steer the conversation back on track.

Clockwork's cheeks gain a reddish hue, and the three eyes practically pop out of their socket. They never knew the time god could be so...human. It's jarring. "Alfred Pennyworth. The butler of Wayne Manor, four houses down from our manor."

"A butler?" Tucker repeats slowly, "You, the god of time and overseer of all that is, has been, and will be, want to seduce a butler?"

"Yes. He is the love of my core," Clockwork nods determinedly.

Well, who can argue with that?

"Alright." Danny agrees. "So what's our cover story?"

"Yes, my four children- all adopted- and I have recently decided to go learn about our family roots and visit our ancestral home. Only to remodel and check out the family records, we will be out by the end of the week to our next grand adventure. We are old money but one that faded from importance due to lack of contact with the rest of high society. To remedy this, I will be taking you to high-class events." Clockwork sighs dreamily. "We were invited by the Waynes to a gala tomorrow night as a welcome-back party. There, I will see Alfred."

"Alright. And the demon?"

"Demon?"

"A man in the driveway that looked like a bat." Danny helpfully says, even though his voice wavers slightly.

"Oh, you mean Bruce. Yes, that's Alfred's son. Don't worry; he can not cross our driveway. I put a spell that causes humans to forget why they were coming here if not invited by us. Also, he is not a demon. He is a human who dresses like a bat to fight crime. Bruce's children dress like birds to help him."

There is silence that sounds louder than it should as they all take in this information. Clockwork smiles at him, mischievous and graceful in equal parts as they try to make sense of the weird kid Alfred the Butler has.

"I'm going to need a lot of stress-reducing teas for this week." Jazz sighs.

"We can go buy some for you tonight," Clockwork promises, pulling out a black card and grinning with all his teeth. "We're old money now, darling."

"oh my god."

Master Post Link

#dcxdpdabbles #dc x dp crossover #Woo thy Butler my Lord #Old Timers #Fake family #Clockwork is human and here to simp #Bruce was checking out the new neighbors. He's suspicious of them #Team Phantom just wanted to check out colleges

[ilobehwanghyunjin]

My Atlantis

:: You and hyunjin haven't been communicating well. (Mostly hyunjin's fault.)

Warnings:: ANGSTTT,

Hyunjin x fem!reader

"hyunjin... you should eat." You said on the other side of the door. Hyunjin has been painting every minute of the day and you were sick of it. You were sick of Constantly telling him to sleep, eat, drink, and other things that a human is supposed to do to live. You were sick of the constant arguments. You were sick of him not acting like the Hyunjin you met. He was paying you no attention to mind as if you were a ghost.

"I'll eat later." He said annoyed. "Okay"... you said defeated. There was no point of trying to get him to do the right things.

As you plopped on the couch you started overthinking. You decided to go on a walk to clear your mind.

Slipping on your shoes and grabbing your jacket, you walked out.

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Sighing after painting for hours, he plopped down on the couch to look at his phone.

10:00 the clock read.

Thinking you were already asleep he took a shower and walked over to the bed side. You weren't there.

"y/n." He yelled throughout the house as he started to get worried.

He called your phone once only to find it on the living room table.

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It's getting late. You thought to yourself finally deciding to go home to deal with a grumpy hyunjin.

As you walked through the door, it was awfully qhuiet and the place was very destroyed and dirty.

The lights were off too, you thought he already went to sleep.

Quietly tiptoeing your way to the couch, where you have been sleeping for the past week. Only to find hyunjin.

"hyunjin.?" You said kind of confused.

Bombarding you with questions like "OMG WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN."

"Hyunjin, just go to bed."

"Unt unt, you come to bed."

"What do you mean I haven't slept there since last week." Chuckling to light up the mood.

"That's not funny c'mon."

"hyunjin."

"fine sleep there I dont even care." He said stomping into your shared bedroom.

You shrugged and took your shoes off as you laid down to go to sleep as you felt something tug on your arm.

"Y/n.." hyunjin whined

"I'm sorry come to bed please."

"why are you doing this all of a sudden, I haven't slept there for a while n-."

"I know... I know. I can't believe I did that. I can't even believe I slept without you. This week has been very stressful and painting was the only way I could cope with it please come to bed." He says with a pout on his face.

"fine.." you say with a low voice.

"YAY" with the widest smile on his face.

You squeal as he picks you up. (Not bridal style)

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As both of you clicked into the bed hyunjin was very close to you as you sighed in relief. Until you felt something wet on your shoulder.

"Love..?" You said in a low voice.

"I'm so sorry I treated you like that I didn't mean to I swear"

"Hyunjin it's okay I promise, can we go to sleep now?".

"Goodnight, I love you" planting a soft kiss to your cheek

"I love you too"

He was sure he'll make it up to you tmmr you

#skz fanfic #skz imagines #skz x reader #skz smut #hwang hyunjin smut #skz hyunjin #hwang hyunjin #hyunjin x female reader #hyunjin x reader #hyunjin angst #Skz angst #straykids angst #hyunjin fluff #stray kids fluff #skz fluff

[idyllic-affections]

what if kaveh adopted a child?

summary. kaveh adopts a random child.

trigger & content warnings. implied past trauma.

tropes, pairings, fic length, & other notes. comfort, found family. kaveh & child!reader. 0.6k words. they/them pronouns used for reader.

author's thoughts. hehe kaveh <3 this was written before the fontaine release, so i dont know how villainous focalors may or may not be but i implied her to be a lil bit villain-like. anyway i probably wont expand upon this one, this brainrot is just a silly little thought i had

kaveh is a man with a heart much too big for his chest.

alhaitham can't really say he's surprised when kaveh tries to sneak in an orphaned, seemingly nonverbal child barely any older than six or seven. they're clinging to the blonde like a lifeline, face buried in his neck and little hands clutching the fabric of his shirt. given how frail they look...

"quit staring. they came from fontaine," kaveh scoffed, one of his hands absently toying with the tips of their knotted hair, "if you must know."

there's a little bit of surprise on alhaitham's face at that—a child that small ran all the way from fontaine to sumeru city? did they communicate that to kaveh, or did he just assume based on their attire?—but it washes away quickly as he turns back to his book. kaveh almost dares to think he'll get off easily at his roommate's brief silence. he should've known better. just as he starts to walk away... "you can't keep them."

what alhaitham doesn't know is that they avoided so, so many others in sumeru city but approached kaveh because they felt safer approaching him rather than anyone else.

it annoys him beyond belief that the scribe fails to understand how intuitive children are (he's far too petty to admit that maybe it's because alhaitham doesn't know what happened, that he wasn't there to witness such a sweet little one approaching him while flinching away from others). they approached kaveh because, in their mind, he felt safer than other people.

there's no way in hell he's abandoning them.

"it's not your choice to make."

"it's my house."

"what do you suggest i do, then?!" he snaps, quickly regaining his composure when the little one in his arms trembles. a sense of guilt weighs on his chest; the poor thing must be exhausted, hungry, and possibly even sick or injured. they don't need any more stress. as infuriating as alhaitham can be... the blonde is more concerned with the child. kaveh's voice lowers significantly as he continues, "i'm not going to just leave them on the streets in a foreign nation."

"oh, i don't know," alhaitham muses, "maybe head to fontaine and find their parents?"

"gone."

both of the roommates fall silent at the little, meek voice. they peek upwards at kaveh.

a sense of calmness washes over them at the gentle, sympathetic expression on his face. he... looks like he could cry for them, actually. they don't have the capacity to completely understand the extent of the architect's empathy quite yet, and so, instead of trying to process why he looks so utterly bothered, they settle on laying their head back on his shoulder. he makes a very nice pillow.

"they're, um, gone," they repeat again, a little louder so the objectively scarier man could hear them with clarity. despite their sleepiness, they do their best to speak clearly and steadily. "l— lady focalors took them."

"...take them to gandharva ville."

kaveh doesn't reply to that, merely walking past his roommate and heading towards the bathroom to run a warm bath for them.

he knows he should. he's busy and won't be able to provide such a fragile thing with the care and attention they need to grow properly, not to mention his looming debt. he also knows that tighnari and collei and all the other forest rangers would take very good care of them until he rids himself of debt or until they're old enough to care for themselves. he knows, but... he just doesn't want to get rid of them. it pains kaveh to even think about doing something like that.

...

archons... he sincerely hopes that he can get rid of his debt and do it fast.

please consider reblogging, it helps me out quite a lot!

#aphelion brainrots 🌸 #: [ adoptive dad kaveh! 🌸 ] #favoniuslibrary #platonic genshin x reader #platonic genshin impact x reader #platonic genshin impact #kaveh x reader #kaveh x you #genshin x reader #genshin child reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin imagines #genshin x child reader

[weebsinstash]

I've talked about romantic/sexual yandere Miguel being goaded on by an alternate of himself or another you, but, I'm also thinking about platonic yandere parental/guardian Miguel getting a little 'push' to realize he wants you to play a more central role in his life, either from being in competition with an alternate of his or outright being told by his alternate that it's what he should do

You're just in the Spider Society minding your own business and you see Miguel talking to, Another Miguel, but this one has glasses or a beauty mark or some distinguishing feature. The two of them are discussing anomalies and "the fate of the multiverse" and other such serious topics when you stroll by, giving a wave and such as hello when the second Miguel actually pauses their conversation to greet you, actually being, well, much like YOUR Miguel with his occasional sarcastic snark but, friendlier, introducing himself to you, shaking your hand, asking you questions like how old you are, how long have you been a Spider, etc, amd you're ready to start cracking jokes about how, maybe you'll start spending time with this new Miguel instead since 'yours' is suddenly so grumpy, when. Oh dear, the awkward thing happens. Here comes the other you, bounding right up to the other Miguel, "Papá, there you are 🥰 this place is like a maze and I got lost looking for you, dont leave me behind again 🥺"

Both you and Miguel are watching your alternates interact, actually silently internally in some weird sort of agreement with "this is kind of weird but also oddly wholesome... what the fuck, why do I want what they have..." but it's just. It's also just a little weird. You're literally watching another you cuddle up to another version of your boss, calling the man their dad, acting like they're legitimately his child, with the other man actually being genuinely caring and considerate back. Eventually in private Dad!Miguel asks Miguel about his relationship with you and is basically met with "what relationship. That's just my coworker" as Dad!Miguel rolls his eyes at his emotionally constipated alternate who's apparently going to need a little encouragement

Part of me is like, what if some bullshit happens like, Dad!Miguel is all "oh yeah well if you have such a handle on things and think they can take care of themself without any support or guidance, what are they doing right now" and Miguel is all huffy and all FINE LETS SEE, IM SURE THEYRE FINE and goes to, use his monitors or whatever to spy on you and, you're having like a mental episode, a real crying session, some real boo hoo sobbing and maybe even cutting yourself as Miguel is "coincidentally" having an epiphany that, hey, maybe you DO need an extra mentor figure in your life... maybe he can... ask you about your day and stuff? Dad!Miguel over here ready to rip his hair out as he realizes your Miguel went through all the second universe stuff and is now an emotionally bottled mess and, in a way needs you as much as you need him

Whether to encourage his alternate or help you since you resemble 'his child', despite all awkward differences, Dad!Miguel sees that you're lonely and struggling and, kinda partially adopts you, becoming something of a mentor, checking in on you, scolding you to est something when his advanced hearing picks up on your stomach growling, making small talk, little things like that, but routinely, becoming a bit of a fixture in your life

Months down the line your Miguel is minding his own business having a pretty ok day and he rounds the corner and. It's Dad! Miguel, convincing you to let him comb your hair because you ran out of the house without doing anything with it first and you've been kind of stressed and tired. Miguel just starting to kind of feel what can only be identified as envy and jealousy as he watches Dad!Miguel spending time with you, "so, are you graduated by now? My child (the other you) is still in university right now" "oh no, I'm not really doing college" "what, but you're so smart! I think you can do anything you put your mind to--"

Miguel turns his back and next time he turns around, Dad!Miguel is getting you gifts for your birthday and it turns out he regularly visits you. The original man's strolling through the lobby and suddenly he sees you with his alternate that he's really starting to hate and, are you speaking Spanish? Since when did you learn Spanish? Did he TEACH you? Have you been spending so much time together that the other him even had that opportunity?

He's just standing there watching Dad!Miguel like, braid your hair or help clean your glasses or do something that's like, platonic but personal, caring, affectionate, and suddenly your Miguel is having the realization, "did this bitch just steal you right under my nose. Did he just baby code MY baby 😤"

Miguel overhears you happily call his alternate Tío and, that's it, he gets so mad he confronts the other him about it in private basically then and there, the other man basically just like "well clearly YOU weren't giving them the support they needed--" and proceeding to give advice on how to get close to you, things you're stressed about and struggling with, things you were too shy and scared to open up about to the original Miguel or anyone who isn't a trusted friend

An alternate version of the YouTwo disaster where YouTwo wants to steal your life because you "stole their dad" when Dad!Miguel spends time with you and they assume they're being replaced out of jealousy, or maybe he even outright wants you for himself, or maybe Dad!Miguel outright meets his unfortunate end in an unrelated villain thing and YouTwo comes to steal YOUR "dad". YouTwo who's more unhinged than ever because their Miguel kind of "broke them in" to be their loving little child and doesn't handle either being replaced or losing the only loved one and source of support they cared about

Of course this is to say, it would DEFINITELY be "unfortunate" if you and Dad!Miguel got so, so close and, then suddenly the man dies and is violently ripped from your life just when you're starting to heal and be happy again and, suddenly you're so heartbroken and vulnerable and, THIS is the moment when your Miguel finally steps up to the plate to truly take care of you amd fully assimilate into your life. You're breaking down sobbing, literally the kind of crying where you can't even stand, you just collapse, and, here he is to pick you up and hold you, embrace you, shoosh you gently and rub your back and let you cry while he helps you feel safe again. He's sorry he's late, but he's here now, so let Papá give you nice big hugs while you cry and then take you back home, ok? His home. Technically YOUR home now, that the two of you share. You'll get served all your favorite foods and made sure you're looked after and, when its time for bed and you get those violent nightmares and images of how your beloved Tío was killed right in front of you and can't manage to sleep, your Papá is there to help hold you and comfort you until you're finally softly snoring in his arms. he looks at you, how heartbroken and, in his eyes, helpless you are, and vows that if anyone ever tries to hurt, or wrong you, or some punk who doesn't deserve you tries to taint your purity, that he'll rip them apart like a wild animal

After all, that's just what good fathers do

#yandere spiderverse #yandere miguel o'hara #miguel o'hara x reader #yandere x reader #sinprompts #yandere stuff #i need to actuallt WRITE. i need to actually WRITE i desire this man in so many ways 😩

[xxtaneria]

𝗯𝗶𝗿𝘁𝗵𝗱𝗮𝘆 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁𝘆 | lamine yamal

summary: lamine toys around with his girlfriend.

TODAY, WAS YOUR sister's 19th birthday. And as she should, and of course, she invited you to it.

your outfit:

You were doing your makeup, as your partner was preparing to go to practice. He looked at you, and smiled.

Lamine admired your pale blue dress, and the all the accessories such as the butterfly hair clip in it.

As you already know, the Moroccan is a bit mischievous. And you felt a pair of eyes staring at you, and next thing, you slightly jump and the lipstick got misplaced on your face. All Lamine did was smirk as you gently tap his cheek.

"Lamine... now I have to do my makeup all over again.." you say in a tsundere-ish tone. "So what? Aren't I allowed to jumpscare you a little?" he replies slyly.

"No.. Now dont you have training to get to?" you ask. His smile faded almost immediately.

"Shit.. I gotta go!" he says giving you a kiss, and his spit went into that kiss. He wipes it off which smudges your makeup even more. He did it on purpose.

"See you at the party later!" Lamine says, before getting out the door.

Wait what? What did he mean by 'See you at the party later' ? You didn't think much of it, before getting your makeup kit and repairing the smudged parts.

˚˖𓍢ִ໋ ✧˚.༘⋆

After getting out the car, you look at your sister's house, it. Was. Lit. You could even see some people standing outside the house, that's how lit it really was.

You walking in through the front door to see tons of people in there. A lot of ballons, the music was blasting, and vice versa. Then you go to the backyard and yeah, pretty much the same, but with some people in the pool.

Excited, you search around your sister, and you find her, she looked absolutely stunning. She was wearing a tiara, a black dress along with some jewelry and black gloves to finish it off. You go up to her and she sees you.

(I'm just going to use Sira as an example of your sister's name)

Sira runs up to you, enveloping you in a warn, loving hug. "Hey, I'm glad you made hermana!" she says, very happy to see you.

I mean, Sira went out of Barcelona to fulfill her acting dreams and hadn't seen you in about 3 years. So she was. ECSTATIC.

"So, how has acting been for you?" you ask smiling. "Its been good. I'm just excited you're here." Sira replies. She moves her head a bit and sees your partner going in.

"Hey Y/N.. What's your boyfriend here for?" she asks. You turn around and your eyes widen. Lamine comes in and starts talking with the boys there.

"Uhh Sira.. I'm just going to Lamine. Is that okay?" you ask, a bit stressed. "Sure. I don't mind!" Sira replies. You slowly run towards Lamine and luckily, you didn't trip because of your Converses.

When you get to Lamine, you rapidly tap his shoulder. And he turns around. "Amor.. What the fuck are you doing here??"

"Oh, we got off training early and your sister's boyfriend,also known as my teammate, let me come." he smiles and slightly shifts so you could see him.

"Hey, what's good Y/N?" he begins. You smile and look at him closely, then you realize that it was Alejandro Balde, Barça's left back. "Hey, you're Alejandro Balde right?" you question.

"Yep, that's me. And by the way, I'm your sister's boyfriend." Alejandro smiles. "Thats cool dude. How long have you and Sira been dating?"

"Oh, it's been about two weeks. We met on Instagram and we liked eachother ever since." Alejandro replies. Next thing you knew, you found yourself having a conversation between Lamine and Alejandro, your new friend.

Ale looks around and sees the people gathering around. "Oh guys, we're about to go sing happy birthday now." Alejandro says, as he gets up from the sofa and goes in the garden. You and Lamine join him and walk towards the garden, hand in hand.

(I'm lazy asf so skip)

You look at the cake you were eating and you were stewing a little. It did feel a little stuffy in there so you wanted to take a breather. You go outside and sit on the porch, looking at the night sky.

The door opens and Lamine goes outside aswell and sits next to you. "Why did you just walk out like that?" Lamine asks.

"It was a little hard to breathe in there, and it was really chaotic." you reply. In return, Lamine pulls you close and puts an arm around you.

"I get you. It kinda was crowded." "Thanks." you say, and give him a kiss on the cheek. This moment was the best, just you, Lamine, and the, dark, night sky.

"Hey, remember when we got our first tattoos?" you ask, breaking the silence. "Yeah, that was actually pretty cool. I used to think if you get a tattoo, you're putting scribble scrabble on yourself." Lamine laughs.

You look down and your arm, and the ink it has. It was Lamine's debut date for Barcelona, you practically had to get that on you. Meanwhile his tattoo is of your name and birthday, so he had two.

"The tattoo thing was a really good idea Y/N." "I know." you responded as you, shift closer to Lamine and just, be there. For him.

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I’m just tired || Tom holland

Paring: Dad!Tom

Warnings: Tired reader, Angst kinda

Summary: You and Tom have a daughter who is  2 years old. Tom has been away filming and at night you have been getting no sleep, due to your daughter going sleep too late. One day Harry comes over, to see you looking very tired. He offers to help, however you say that your fine. The story carries on from there ;)

(I know it’s kinda like my ‘I’m sorry mummy’ one but people really liked it so here’s another)

Tom and I have a daughter who is now 2 years old turning 3 soon. Her name is Scarlett and she can be a very adorable, nice girl at some times. However she can have her days where she wants to throw tantrums everywhere and scream and cry all the time. It can be very stressful at times because Tom isn't always here. I know he can't help it due to filming, but I miss him a lot. I don't tell him how stressed and tired i've been lately as he's busy filming in America.

Yeah I know I should ask for help from his parents or brothers, however I wanna try be a good mum to Scarlett and try do it on my own. My best friend, Y/B/F/N, even told me that I need a break and I should ask for help, but I simply can't.

Lately Scarlett has been going bed so late around 1-3am. Her bed time routine has been so bad, so i've been up so late recently. Normally she has a good routine but whenever Tom goes she just messes around as I am what they call the 'soft parent'. I try be the mean one but I feel too bad when I try tell her off.

"Scarlett you need to go sleep, your uncle Harry is coming over tomorrow" I lay her back down. The time was currently 2:45am and she just wasn't going sleep.

"No. I want the phone" She huffs.

"You can watch something on my phone tomorrow-we'll today when you wake up" I place her back in her small bed.

"NOOOO" She runs out the room, so I chase after her. "I DONT WANNA GO BED" She screams and cries throwing some of her toys.

"Stop please bubs. Just go sleep" I was absolutely exhausted at this point. I only had 2 hours sleep last night and I know tonight will be the same.

(Btw she's still young so her words won't be clear so that's why they look like they are spelt wrong)

"Daddy would lwt me stay awke" she stood up crossing her arms.

"No he wouldn't"

"Yes daddy would!" she stomps her foot.

I lost it at this point, "WELL YOUR DADDY ISN'T HERE, I AM! SO YOU DO AS YOUR MUM SAYS AND GO TO BED!!" I shouted, then she runs up the stairs crying. Honestly after I said that I felt bad so so bad. This is why I am the soft parent because I never shout at her but she always listen to Tom. It's like she hates me and me only.

Walking up the stairs, I open her room door to see her crying under her covers. Slowly going over to her, I try pull the covers but she holds them tight. "I'm so sorry princess" I whisper.

"Go away pwease" her little voice choked.

"okay. Goodnight" I whisper walking out the room, crying on the way to mine and Toms shared one.

That night I cried all night long, I must've only got like 1 hour sleep. I woke up early in the morning as well , around 7am. The house needed to be cleaned and I had a lot of things to do. Harry was coming over at 1pm.

"Scarlett come down here, your uncle Harry will be here any minute now" I tiredly shout from the living room. Then I heard loud footsteps running down the stairs. Scarlett still hasn't spoken to me since last night but I understand.

About 10 minutes later there was a knock on the door, so I stood up opening it. Harry stood there with a big smile on his face.

"Hi y/n- oh wow are you okay?" His smile fades as he looks at my face.

"Yeah I'm fine" I shut the door behind him, giving him a side hug.

"You sure? You have big bags under your eyes. Are you even sleeping?" He takes his shoes off.

"Yes just had a rough night that's all" I lied sitting back down on the sofa.

"Uncle Harry!" Scarlett yelled jumping into Harry's arms.

"Heyy Scarlett! wow your getting bigger" He holds her on his hip. I can't lie I was trying so bad not to fall asleep. My arm was on the side with my cheek resting in my palm of my hand.

"Y/N you look really tired. I can take scarlett for a bit. Let you get some r-"

I cut him off, "No it's fine. I'm okay. Anyways how's everyone?...."

A couple hours has past, Harry already left. We just talked about random things and he played with Scarlett. He did keep offering to help, however I denied it. I needed to be independent and do this on my own.

Walking into Scarlett room I smile saying, "Bath time"

"I dwnt want a bawth" She says still playing with her toys.

"Come on smelly. You can bring some of your toys with you" I smile picking her up.

"I wanna play stop!" she starts kicking.

"Scarlett, what's up with this behaviour. Your normally a good girl" It was true, normally she's really good but recently she's been so bad. Maybe it was because she misses her dad, I wasn't sure.

She grabs the bathroom door, I shout "Let go!" I lock the bathroom door after so she couldn't get out.

"AHHHHHH" she screams laying on the floor.

After what felt like hours, she finally went into the bath. It must've been around 9p.m when she got out. She even started a fight when getting out the bath because she didn't want to brush her teeth. Scarlett was now laying on my bed crying with her head in the pillow.

That was until my phone rang and the picture with the contact of 'Tom❤️' came up. He normally FaceTimes whenever he can, even though it's hard with the timings.

"oh look daddy's calling" that's when her head shot up, wiping her tears she grabs my phone answering it.

"Hi ba-oh hey princess" he smiles into the phone. I could just about see him, looking cute as ever. It still hurt. I really miss him and I need him :(

"hi daddy" she smiles whilst sniffing. It makes me sad to know that she's so happy when she speaks to her dad and not me. I wouldn't say Im jealous, well I kinda am. But the feeling of your daughter hating you......makes you feeling like shit.

"What's the matter bubs?" he furrowed his eyebrows.

"Nwthing. Just hwr" Scarlett showed the camera quickly to me then back to herself.

Wow she just called me 'her'. I thought wiping a tear that fell, making sure they don't see.

"Scarlett she's your mummy, don't say 'her'-"

"Well shwe been mean. She keeps shouting at mw and she's being not fair!" she whines to him.

"Pass the phone to mummy please bubs" He says and she listens. See what I mean she listens to him but not me.

What am I doing so wrong?

I pick up the phone showing my face with a fake smile. "Hi darling" he smiles.

"Hi Tommy, how's filming?" I ask.

"Good, good. How's everything at home?"

"Everything's great." I lied again and Scarlett just glares at me.

"You sure? Harry called me today saying you looked tired. Which I can see by the bags under your eyes"

"Well Harry was wrong. I'm fine, I just had a rough night"

"Daddy when are you coming home?" Scarlett takes the phone with tears falling down her face.

"very soon scar don't cry though bubs" he says.

"Okay daddy"

"Well be good for mummy yeah?"

"Yeah. Goodnightw daddy" She smiles.

"Goodnight princess" He blows a kiss into the phone, then waiting for the phone to be passed back to me but I pressed to end the call. I know I should've spoken to him, told him that i'm tired and I need help. But Tom would probably try give me a lecture of how I should go to his families house.

Tom then sent a message:

Tom❤️- I thought we were gonna talk. You okay, love? xxx

Y/N - yeah just tired

Tom❤️- Oh okay. We'll get some sleep I love you Goodnight xxx

Y/N- Night love you xx

Little did you know Tom was on his way back. He would probably arrive around 2am-3 but he was coming back to surprise you and Scarlett.  

…………………………………….

Yep, for the fourth night in a row Scarlett doesn't want to go sleep. I've been placing her in her bed, I've tried laying with her, however she just won't go sleep without putting up a fight.

"Do you want me to read a book?" I hold a book in my hands showing her it.

She slaps it out of my hands so it hits my face, "No! I'm not twired" She gets up from her bed.

Grabbing her arm softly, I pull her back down on the bed. "Your staying here until you fall asleep"

"No! No,NOOOO!" she runs down the stairs into the front room. This time I chased after her full of anger as I was tired.

"SCARLETT NO TV BED NOW" Grabbing the controller out of her hands.

"IM NOT TIRED!" She screams and cries.

"I DONT CARE. ITS 3 IN THE F-IN THE MORNING. IM SICK AND TIRED OF THIS BEHAVIOUR. WHAT HAPPENED TO THE GOOD NICE GIRL! IM TIRED AND ALL IM ASKING IS FOR YOU TO GO SLEEP. YOU LISTEN TO YOUR DAD WHY NOT ME" Tears started falling down my face.

"YOUR THE WORSTW MUMMY EWVER THATS WHY!" she throws one of her toys at the wall.

wow. That hurts.

Before I could say anything else back, the door opened and shut. There stood Tom, with his suitcase and a worried expression. His hair was messy, with a curl falling down his face and after 3months of not seeing him he felt like a ghost. You hadn't seen him in ages.

"hey, hey why's my two favourite girls fighting for at this time" he throws his bag on the floor, then flinging his shoes off.

"D-daddy" Scarlett cried running into her dads arms. Him crouching down and picking her up.

"I'm here bubs. Ahh you got so much bigger since I last saw you. Now why you both shouting" He puts her down, looking at me. I was still crying, tears freely falling down my cheeks.

"I hate mummy!" Scarlett quickly says, causing my heart to break. Tom gave me a sympathetic look before turning to our daughter.

"Scarlett you don't mean that-"

"It's fine. Honestly. I do try Scar. But don't worry your dad is here. So he can put you to bed" I fake smile walking away.

"Darling-" Tom tried to call for me but I had already got into the bedroom slamming the door behind me.

Toms POV

"YOUR THE WORSTW MUMMY EWVER THATS WHY!" I heard Scarlett cry before I entered the house.

As I opened the door, it went silent. There stood my two girls, both crying and angry. Scarlett was sitting on the floor, whilst y/n was standing a bit away from her.

"hey, hey why's my two favourite girls fighting for at this time" I throw my bag on the floor, then fling my shoes off.

"D-daddy" Scarlett cried running into my arms. I then crouch down and pick her up.

"I'm here bubs. Ahh you got so much bigger since I last saw you. Now why you both shouting" I put her down, looking at y/n. Tears were streaming down her face, with bags under her eyes. She looked exhausted but still so beautiful.

"I hate mummy!" Scarlett quickly say, I  gave y/n a sympathetic look before turning to our daughter. I knew y/n must feel heart broke right now and upset.

"Scarlett you don't mean that-" I go to say but get cut off by y/n. "It's fine. Honestly. I do try Scar. But don't worry your dad is here. So he can put you to bed" she fakes smiles walking away.

"Darling-" I tried to call for me but she had already got into the bedroom slamming the door behind her.

"Scarlett you don't say them things. Mummy is probably really upset now. You don't hate mummy do you really?" I kneel down to her holding her tiny hands.

"No. But she was being mean" she cries.

"Mummy is tired. She normally lets you off when you do naughty things, you have to learn sometimes. It's nearly 4am and you should be in bed. You have to listen to mummy when she tells you things okay?" I moved a strand of hair behind her ear.

"Okay" she smiles.

"Come on let's get you to bed" I pick her up.

Y/N POV

Ive been laying in my bed for a few minutes now and as I was about to fall asleep I heard the bedroom door open and close shut. My back was turned towards it but I knew it was Tom.

I heard the draws open, which meant that he was getting changed most likely in joggers. He doesn't wear a shirt to bed anyways so that's all he would else wear. The bed then dipped behind me and the covers were pulled up over us. His arm went around my waist pulling me closer to his body. Then his face was snuggled in the back of my neck.

"Darling" he whispered, kissing the back of my neck.

"mhm" is all I said back.

"she's asleep now" he says, I felt his hot breath on the back of my neck, which gave me shivers down my spine.

"Well done" I sniffle. I know it was kinda rude but when I'm really tired I can get like that.

It was silent for a few minutes until he broke it by saying "sorry"

This made me turn around to face him, "It's not your fault Tommy. I should be saying sorry to you. I didn't tell you that she was being like this, she must just miss you. Ever since you left she acted like a brat some days. These past 4 days she's been going bed around this time and i've gotten no sleep at all" I cry.

"Shhh. Come here" He pulls me into his chest.

"I'm just tired" I whispered.

"I know, I know. We will talk about this in the morning okay? Right now you need sleep and so do I. Tomorrow we can go on a date, i'll drop Scarlett off to my mums and we can do something fun whatever you want" he kisses my forehead.

"Thanks babe" I kiss him softly on his lips.

And what he said we did, we went on a cute little date and chilled in watching movies. The next day we picked up Scarlett, she did apologise realising that what she did was wrong. Then we all went to get some ice cream together, as one happy family.

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Exes and androids

Summary: gavin is being a real piece of shit to connor, your boyfriend. connor soon finds you gavin is your ex. angst fallows.

Content: Gavin being a piece of shit. mentions abusive relationships. Cussing. good ending. Readers' house has weird shit in because that's what I'd have in my house, lmao

Jesus, so much work today. All the files were stacking up, and it was overwhelming having to review and fill all of them out. Jesus.

My focus was broken by the sound of quick foot steps heading my way. When my eyes ripped from the files, it was connor. He sat at the empty desk next to mine. Normally, he has a fairly neutral expression, and to an extent, it still is, but you've spent enough time with him to see something not right.

"Are you okay, connor?" I asked, setting down my pen. He began to bounce his leg up and down. "I'm fine, y/n I'm just... I just wanted to spend some time with you, is all. " I pressed my lips together. "Connor, you know you can talk to me about anything, right?" He paused, then nodded. "I know something isn't right. Do you wanna talk about it? Or do you just need some time together for now?" He glanced over my shoulder briefly before speaking. "I just... Gavin has been his usual self, is all... It's been bothering me more and more every day." Gavin. Of corse. That fucker dosnt even treat humans well, let alone androids. "Has Gavin been harassing you again?" Connor nodded, his shoulders square.

"Why didn't you tell me before?"

"I didn't want to stress you out. You've been very busy with work and errands. I didn't want to add to all the stress."

I sighed, and I could feel my heart sink. I held his hand. "Connor, as much as I appreciate the sentiment, you should tell me about things like this. I care about you. There's no need to feel like you are a burden, ok?"

His face tinged blue for a second. "Thank you, y/n. I appreciated that."

Suddenly, a chuckle imminated from behind me. Gavin. "Did the tin-can get dented?" I rolled my eyes. Connor shifted slightly and let go of my hand, it seemed Gavin noticed. "Oh no, I'm sorry. Did I hurt the Ken dolls feelings? I didn't realize Androids needed therapy." "Gavin what the fuck is your deal?" I snapped. He raised his eyebrows in response, his tongue stabbing his cheek. "Get your panties out of a twist, y/n. He's a fucking tin-can. Look at him!" He laughed and shoved Connor slightly. Connor looked down, fidgiting with the sleeve of his coat. I immediately stood up and pushed Gavin back. The entire office began to stare. "I don't care if you don't like him or not. Its fine if you dont like him. The fact is the way you treat him is unacceptable. Now get away from us." "You really care about this thing?" He sounded absolutely baffled and amused. I raised my voice, "Gavin-" Connor put his hand on my shoulder and subtlly shook his head at me. I clenched my fists and let go of a long sigh. "Just get out of here. " I sighed. Gavin chucked "and how the human takes orders from the robot. How ironic" and walked off.

"I'm sorry, Connor." I sighed. "I didn't mean to get so angry, are you alright?" He nodded. "I'm feeling... conflicted." "Conflicted?" "I don't approve of you escalating the situation. But... I appreciate you trying to stand up for me." He gave me a soft smile. I sighed and smiled back. "Where are your stress levels right now?" His eyes twitched for a moment, LED flashing. "87 percent." I glanced at all the work on my desk, then at Jeffres office. "I can take a moment away from work if you want." I offered. "You don't have to. You still have lots of work to be completed." "Hank has so many violations and still works here. I'll be fine with one little rule break. Besides, I want to." "You don't need to. I'd rather just sit here with you for now, if it's not to distracting." He offered. "I'm fine with being a little distracted." I joked "here, take the seat next to me. Nobody uses it anyway."

He pulled out a black wheely chair and placed it next to me, sitting down in one foul swoop. I continued to sort and fill out any files I needed to, rubbing my foot against his ankle every now and then to let him know I didn't forget about him. I could sense he wanted to do more than just sit there. So I grabbed the arm rest of his swivvle chair and pulled the chair closer to me. Arm rests bumping. "What's up?" I asked calmly. "Nothing." I shot him a "sure' look, and he sighed. "I just wanna talk. You've been busy a lot lately, and I hate to interrupt it." I took a moment to look away from my desk to look into his eyes "you can talk to me, sweetness. I mean it." I grabbed his hand, rubbing it with my thumb.

He continued to talk about his latest interest, the works of his new favorite author. How a lot of his stories share similar themes and imagery. How he picked up on what words the author liked to use the most. I continued to nod and occasionally throw in questions that I was lost on. By the time my stack of files was almost done, I noticed his head was leaning against my shoulder. I couldn't help but blush at it. "Connor, you're really cute, you know that?" I whispered. Scribbling some data on the second to last file I needed to. He paused from his discussion before continuing, "Thank you. You are, too." He replied.

I quickly finished my work. Packing up for the day, the office seemingly slowed with most people heading home. By this point, it appeared Connor was finally put at ease, which was good. "Hey, Connor, wanna stay at my house tonight?" He looked up from the new potted plant I had on my desk, a common succulent, and spoke, "Of course. I'd love that." He gave me a warm smile, causing a gitty, flustered feeling to boil in my chest for a brief moment. He's so cute. "Ready to go?" I asked, "lead the way." He replied.

As we stepped into the parking lot, it seemed Gavin had just made his way into his car, some maroon vintage type of deal. He quickly rolled down his window when he spotted us. Jesus christ, he hasn't even spoken, and I already want him to shut up. "Hey y/n. Heading home with your glorified sex toy?" If it were up to me, I'd beat Gavins ass right then and there. I'm so sick of his shit. With all his harrasment voilations, im surprised he hasnt been fired yet. But I had to hold back for Connors sake. "Fuck off Gavin. You're not original." I shouted back flatly. I could feel Connors gaze swiftly make its way to me. Shit. Don't escolate the situation. What am I doing? "So it's not the first time, then someone said something about your bullshit relationship?"

Don't say anything. Don't say anything.

We were almost to my car. I needed to get out of there before I said or did some dumb shit.

"What, to afraid to talk now? I don't bite. Unless you want me to." Jesus christ, I'm gonna puke. We finally got to my car, I quickly pulled out my keys and got in, connor, following swiftly after.

"Is that machine really better than me? That thing is what you replace me with?" My heart sinks. I could feel connor tense across from me at the new revelation. Goddamn it. Did he really have to bring this up now. I quickly jammed the key into the stem of the wheel and peeled out of there.

There was a long moment of silence before one of us finally spoke.

"You dated Gavin?" Connor finally asked

I let out a beath that I've been squeezing in my chest. It felt damn near suffocating. "Unfortunately, yes." I forced out.

"Why?" Connor asked in a dry tone

I let out another sigh. This time, it was full of regret. I lifted one hand from the steering wheel and pinched the bridge of my nose. "When I first met him, I thought his tough guy thing was hot. I liked his angry brute thing, thought it was sexy, I liked his sense of humor... some times, he was fun, I guess." I swallowed, unsure how to even talk about it when I hardly know why I liked him. "The simple way to put it was that I looked at his red flags and went 'that's hot' without thinking about how it'd all affect me. Turns out dating assholes means they are still an asshole except in a relationship now. The more I got to know him, the more vial I realized he was. I saw him through rose tented glasses, and one day, I finally lost them." I let out a regretful sigh and then continued."I was just a idiot, really"

There was a silence for a moment, then connor spoke. "What was the thing that made you two brake up?" That was a strange and unexpected question, but it was reasonable. "Funny enough, it was cause of android shit. I eventually learned how anti android he was, and it kind of put everything else about him in perspective. All his 'quirky little traits' I taught myself to love were giant redflags. Once I realized I got the hell out of there."

I saw connor nodding in the corner of my eye.

"So why are you in a relationship with me?" He paused, his voice a tad more horse "to make him jealous?" My heart broke at the question. The fact that he even thought that possibly made me hurt. I moved one of my hands onto Connors' knees and rubbed it gently. "No, sweet heart, no. I want to date you because I love who you are. You're kind and intelligent, brave, badass, funny, and I don't want to brag too much, but you're hot as hell." I glanced over to see a small smile crack onto his face."Also, I feel no desire to make him feel jealous. Jealousy is for people you still care about. He could fuck out of my life for all I care." I swallowed hard, trying to take a moment to calm down. I slowed at a red light and took a deep breath, and turned my head to connor briefly while I spoke, trying to keep my voice neutral, "He doesn't derve my energy to make him jealous. It's one thing to be an ass to me. But if he's being an ass to you? Well, now I'm pissed." My eyes moved back to the lights in time to see them turn green, and I pressed on the gas. "I love you, Connor. So much. Never forget that, alright?" He nodded softly.

We finally pulled into my driveway. My home wasn't much, small and in the middle of a just above shady area. But I tried my best to make it work. Rose and lavender bushes in the front, little metal statues of mythical creatures scattered strategically, and other whimsical bullshit.

Connor has only been to my house a handful of times, most of the time, when we hang out or go on dates, in public places. Museums, ice skating, public parks, etc. It was just more exciting than sitting around my house. So to see him inside my home was a welcomed but strange sight.

Connor moved to the couch, sitting down with prefect posture. It looked like he was scanning the space again. "Is that new?" He blurted out. I turned from the shoe basket to see what he was looking at. It was a vintage Barbie doll in the box. The Special Solo in The Spotlight 1994 to be exact. "Yes, it is. I got it for a steal, too. I was super excited." I was a collector of all sorts of things, dolls being one of them. "It's nice, a lot less... menacing than other things in your collection." He replied, giving me a sly smile. I laughed. It's true. Compared to a lot of the other things I collected, it was normal. Animals in jars, creepy toys, old merchandise from gimmicky business, animal bones, gothic furniture. It was certainly an eyesore, but I liked it that way. "Oh, I hope my house doesn't bother you to much." I rumbled, making my way to the couch and sitting next to him. He shook his head and replied, "No, it doesn't. It has a lot of character, and there's always something interesting to look at." I sighed, leaning against the plush back of the couch. "Thanks." I whispered. There was a moment of silence before one of us spoke again.

"Does it bother you how frequently I visit your desk?" Connor suddenly blurted. My gaze returned to Connor. He seemed a bit tense. "Not at all. Why?" I replied. My hand moving towards his back to rub. "I've just... I," He hesitated. I began to sit up straight, wrapping my arm around his waist. I nodded, letting him take his time. "some times i worry i am to annoying. with how frequently i visit your work space." I struggled to hold back a laugh before replying "Connor, you annoy hank to no end and you show no concern about that." he subtly shook his head, a smile barely peaking through his lips. "hank is annoyed by everything." i shrug, smiling "ah, that's true."

Connors smile, for what it was quickly disappeared. "how long did you date Gavin?" my smile fell too, swallowing anxiously. "just barely a year. about ten months." Connor softly shook his head at that. "if he was as awful as you said he was why did you stay that long?" my jaw clenched, a paced out sigh slowly releasing. "he made me feel needed. he made me feel loved in his own special... emotionally distant kind of way. it was often the only thing that had me keep coming back. eventually i learned i deserved more than what he was drip feeding me. the bare minimum and such." "did he ever have sex with you?"

at that I pulled back slightly, offended. "Connor. what was our relationship doesn't matter anymore. it never mattered. the fact is that I'm with you now. you matter Connor. not him." Connor hesitated for a moment before clenching his jaw, repeating "did you ever had sex with him?" I softly squeezing my eyes shut, sighing. "yes. yes i did. a lot." my voice was wavering from anxiety.

Connor didn't respond, I watched as his led flickered, swirling and then turning yellow. he appeared extremely stiff, more than usual. I swallowed hard, a shaky feeling in my skin while he just sat there in silence. goddamn it. I should have just told him everything myself. now I have to break the news to him because of that bastard. I swear to god I'm going to kill Gavin.

"how long were you planning on keeping all of this secret from me?" he whispered, voice dry. you sucked in a shaky breath, "I've been meaning to tell you for a while now. i just could never find a good time." Connor kept his eyes distant. he looked not angry but... sad. hurt. betrayed. "you were with Gavin. my biggest bully. do you know how many times he's tried to kill me?" I opened my mouth to speak but he already began talking. "you loved him. You loved that man."

guilt bubbled in my stomach, my chest burning. "Connor..." I didn't know what to say. the tension was to thick for me to even think of a reply. a sudden chocking feeling came to my throat when heat stung at my eyes.

Connor finally looked at mr. his eyes glossy. "how could you love a monster like that?"

"don't you think i feel bad about it?" I choked out. " I'm the one who dated him. he was abusive and toxic. he kept me coming back by doing the bare minimum and expected me to be grateful for it. and worst of all I was. i don't care about him anymore. i don't even know if i ever did. I'm with you now. i love you." I could feel the heat of fighting off tears in my throat. there was a long moment of silence.

Connors hand squeezed mine. I looked up to see Connor gazing at me with sudden sympathy, regret. "I'm sorry." he whispered, a genuine and soft tone. "I've been selfish in this conversation. i should have thought about your experience with him too." I take in deep breaths, trying to calm down. "i wanted to tell you, i swear i just didn't know how to bring it up..." I mumble. Connor cups my cheek with his hard, plasticky hand. "im sorry, i shouldn't have pushed it." he replied softly, using his thumb to make small stroking patterns.

I let out a sigh as you lean into his palm, embracing the synthetic sensation. "its alright... if i were in your position i probably would have panicked too." I sigh, thinking about what bullying Connor has probably gone through sense working at the station. if Gavin has been putting him through life threatening situations, I'd also be upset to learn that guy dated my current partner.

"you said hes tried to kill you?" I finally asked. a small but sudden anger lighting in my chest. "yes, he has. various times." I move a hand to hold his, the one cupping my face. "you told me about the time he socked you in the stomach but not that. why didn't you tell me?" Connor let out a sigh, "because i could handle it. im a machine build for combat. i didn't want to worry you about him more than i already do." he began to shake his head gently. "I should have told you, though." We both sighed. or whatever android equivalent of a sigh is for connor.

I finally look Connor in the eyes. "Promise me we won't keep secrets from each other, alright?" he nodded,"agreed." and placed a soft kiss on my lips.

#dbh #connor dbh x reader #dbh connor x reader #connor x reader dbh #connor x reader #dbh x reader #connor dbh #dbh connor #deteoit become human #dbh fanfiction #detroit become human Fanfiction #angst #hurt comfort #gavin reed #dbh rk800 #connor rk800

[cshfvck]

𝐑𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐞 - 𝐒𝐨𝐚𝐩 "𝐣𝐨𝐡𝐧" 𝐌𝐚𝐜𝐓𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐱 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐞! 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 ★

‧͙⁺˚･༓☾ 　☽༓･˚⁺‧͙

Genre: Angst/Hurt - Little comfort

a/n: I'm using my old fic's and posting them on here, also if you haven't realized yet i write about dark stuff so if you ever see a post of mine make sure you read the c/w!

c/w: Addiction, Breakdown, Mentions of past abuse/trauma

Male reader!

‧͙⁺˚･༓☾ 　☽༓･˚⁺‧͙

One word. It was just one. "Pathetic." Degrading, possibly rewarding. Reward or punishment?

Red marks, gentle kisses. Heavy alcohol, soothing water. One sounds good, one sounds bad, right? It's obvious isn't it? The answer you should go for? Reward, gentle kisses, soothing water. Where are these in a broken, rotting home- house? I can't even call this place home. The walls are sunken like my eyes. Stress hangs heavy in the air. Not even stress. It's dread, fear, worry. You don't get a choice in this house. Pearl white walls, gentle, soft grey carpet. Velvet couches. Your seeing things again?

Why are you on about a rotting house, love?

Warmth ever so softly embraced itself around the soul sitting at the table. Huh? Something hurts- it hurts. What happened too the house? Please, let me go. The gentle comfort of the blanket was just an act. It tricked me. It tricked YOU. Nails were embedded into a make shift blanket, it dug into goose bump covered skin. Spikes sharply stabbed at the delicate skin around your body. Red wine. … Red wine? Thump. Thump. The bottle stayed still. But it seemed to be vibrating with anger. Red wine. It was red wine. It's just red wine- unseeing eyes locked with the blood pooling underneath the chair. It smelt all too familiar. The blood. The red wine. The sweat in the air. It hung- it was hanging- his breathing sped up. He can't see. Black.

Why? Why is everything black? A broken voice spoke, bearly above a whisper. "Dont- j-just don't. Please.." It hurt too hear his own voice. Everything was black still. He could hear feet shuffling. Please stop. All movement was forbidden. His hands had been tied or something.. Breathing picked up as he felt his stomach churning. Yelling. It was too loud. Please stop yelling. I don't like yelling.

"HAPPY BIRTHDA-"

everyone yelled as you broke down in the chair. The blind fold slipped down your face, but eyes were unseeing. A hand on your shoulder. A knife through your back. He lurched forward, a blur of h/c hair fell too the floor, body trembling violently and heaving. Everyone backed up as the room was transforming back into the rotting house again. You shot up from the floor, limbs uneasy, shaking., trembling even. Your knees buckled as you yelled.

"FUCK!"

That was it. Your stomach swirled as your head slammed off the floor as the stench of bile filled your nose. Your e/c eyes flickered and scrunched shut. A whisper. It was gentle. Fuck this. It was probably an act again. But.. It felt too good to resist the comfort.

"There you go.. Calm down.. They have all gone now. Iv'e got you.. shh shh shh.."

A males voice. His voice felt similar. Sounded familiar even. It wrapped the boy up in a soft embrace.

"It's okay, y/n.. I got you..."

Soap whispered again. His voice soft. You cried harder than ever. Choking on tears and snot.

"Soap-"

"shh.. I'm here. Take as long as you need too calm down lad.. Your all safe in my arms.."

Soap pulled You in for a hug. The pair of you sat on the hard wood floor. You had drifted off at some point. The moon shone down on your face. Clear tear trails ran down his cheeks. Soap frowned but soon got too cleaning up the sick from earlier as Price walked in and looked at soap, speaking with a sigh.

"Fucking hell.."

Price sighed as he told soap to put you into bed and rest up while he cleaned up and poured them both a drink. Soap slowly walk over too and carried you too his room, letting you curl up into his blankets and discarded clothes from the previous day. You stirred a little and huffed, gripping onto a blanket as Soap placed you down.

"I got you, go to sleep.."

Soap gently got you comfy in the bed and sat on the floor. He kept watch over you all night that night. Soap's frame shook as he cried quietly into his knees. Price came into the room with alcohol and handed a bottle to soap as price calmed soap. He caused all this pain. It was all his fault. It always has been. But he always drank for a reason.

Addiction ran in the task force after all.

‧͙⁺˚･༓☾ 　☽༓･˚⁺‧͙

RAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH i hope you like the angst bbgs ;))) jkjkjkjk JK. i hope you enjoy!

#soap x male reader #cod x reader #cod x you #john soap mactavish x reader

[musubiki]

btw idk if someone already asked this but do they say ily right away??? do they hook hook up right away??? i need the deets

YOU KNOW THIS IS SOMETHING I SHOULD HAVE SOLID ALREADY BUT I DONT YET!!!!! i DO know that lime definitely wouldnt let a large amount of time pass between when they hook up and when he tells her hes in love with her (in either order it happens on the same night. now way hes gonna be regularly sleeping with her and still be like "but what if she doesnt like me...")

at least the version in my head i have right now, they dont get together until the post-game (after the main storyline)!! after the witch king is defeated and everything is FINALLY, for the first time since mochi became a witch, quiet and normal. (im putting the rest under a read more bc its a bit long, its just me rambling about what happens) ->

i think he would tell her during the little dinner celebration they have after the witch king is defeated. everyone is there, the witches and their guilds and sulluvan and even the merchant takes a night off to party with them (strange). mochi is outside with pom, pom probably scolding her again on "this is the way you shouldve handled the fight so all that bad stuff wouldnt have happened. you shouldve been more resourceful as a witch blah blah blah--" and lime has to come rescue mochi from poms scoldings. grabs the cat by the neck and gives her to coco (coco likes snuggling pom against her will. shes the friend that grabs cats and forces them into hugs while the cat struggles and meows)

so he stays out there with her for a bit (alone 👀), chatting about nothing. eventually he asks "So now what?" since they always had something going on. and mochi says "Now...we can finally just. rest. run the shop and help people where we can. normal witch stuff." and starts rambling about how theyll still do commissions and fun adventures and travel around and stuff but for the most part, everything will be normal and theres nothing they cant handle anymore. and after shes finally done talking lime just goes "...will you go out with me?"

(the woman was too stunned to speak meme). its a mix of emotions cuz theres a 5% chance hes joking but the look on his face is so serious. and its also not a total surprise given their very blurred line relationship but it still stuns her to hear him say it.

and in VERY tcwg fashion, of course somehow gets interrupted before she can answer him. coco or sulluvan or SOMEONE starts yelling from the house "HEY THE CATERING GUY IS HERE AND NEEDS MOCHIS SIGNATURE AND OSCARS ALREADY TRYING TO EAT YOU NEED TO HANDLE THIS ASAP!!!" and lime is ready to kill somebody. the rest of the night mochi cant get a second alone with him and every time they make eye contact across the table they both get flustered.

the next day lime probably had to report in or something and mochis groaning to coco about "Noooo i didnt even get to respond what if he hates me!!!" and lime stressing over "Was I too forward...? No way right..??" (hes not overly stressed. at that point hes decided to just be dedicated to being unapologetically in love with her. he has a PRETTY good idea that shed say yeah but in the off chance shes like "nooo" then he decided to love her anyway and just be there for her)

so as soon as he comes home mochi is like "Hey!! Lime!! so uh!! I just remembered I need to go hunting for ingredients in (insert remote getaway she has access to)!! I was wondering if you wanna!! Come with me!!" the whole time red-faced and fidgeting with her braid. lime, bag in hand goes "I'm ready. Lets go now." (pom is like "mmm adventures yum" and mochis like "ahah....just lime." and forces her to stay there)

when they get there (via mochis magic doorway portals), and lime sets his stuff down, and mochi is there stammering and red in the face trying to get her words out, mumbling like "Lime! Uh! About yesterday!! I wanted to!! Um!! Well!! I wanna--//"

and before she can even get proper words out, he grabs her by her waist, pushes her against the counter and kisses her. its one of those deep, passionate, hands-all-over-her kisses. and when he breaks away from her, he nuzzles her hair and presses his forehead to hers and tells her he loves her. he tells her EVERYTHING. how he thinks about her day and night, he misses her when he has to leave, he loves her laugh and her smile and the softness of her touch and the feeling of her warmth on him, and he loves the tone of her voice and the way she cares and does little things for him, and every time he looks at her it makes his whole day. and he tells her how just knowing her has made him a better person and he wouldnt be anything without her. and how hed love her no matter what or no matter how long or no matter if this is something she wants or not, hed love her anyway.

he gives her little kisses between each thing he tells her, and by the end of it shes crying (getting back to the thing i was talking about a few asks ago). she hugs him tightly around his neck with her tears dripping on his uniform and tells him shes loved him her whole life and was always terrified to tell him because she didnt want him to leave and she knows how he generally was with other girls who have crushes on him. as soon as lime hears the "I've loved you my whole life" thing though, his response is "WHAT?! THAT LONG?! WHY DIDN'T YOU SAY SOMETHING?!!" and feels a tinge of being pissed off that he couldve had her this WHOLE TIME, to which she responds "I WAS SCARED!!"

and he smirks at her and says "God, you really are literally a scaredy-cat." and shes still crying lowkey so just leans forward into his chest and muffles out a "Shut up you jerk." and he just stares at her for a bit, stroking her hair and planting little kisses on her head, and asks "...do you really love me?" because hes still in disbelief and this doesnt feel real, to which she reminds him that she (as a witch) will always always always love him and never stop loving him for the rest of her life.

so lime kisses her again. and again., and starts escalating it because god knows now that he has the green light there is NOTHING stopping him from having her. probably lifts her up and carries her into the bedroom to have his way with her

(funny tidbit though-- they were originally gonna stay there for like a week because lime wants her all to himself for a while to get all the s*xual frustration out of his system. he thought once he finally gets to be with her then he would have a better grip on how much he wants her, but in fact it makes it worse. so they end up staying there for like 2-3 weeks and even then they had to be forced to come back because oscar was tired of running the shop by himself and they were fucking up the business)

#anyway. enjoy the read if you wanna read the whole thing #this is one version!! so not set in stone #bpp #text #lore #there could very well be a version where they hook up first if lime at some point is pushed too far and breaks #either way the two events are very closely correlated so if one happens the other will also happen #the last paragraph is why theyre not allowed to be together until after everything is handled because lime would need her far too often

[megsforpresident]

Bestie - part 1 - Bucky X avenger! fem! reader

summary: The Avengers go away for a weekend at one of Tony's beach houses and reader decides that she's going to hook up with Tony to try and forget about her feelings for her best friend Bucky.

content: Flirty reader with Tony, flirty Tony, alcohol, drunken talk, mad Steve, angry and jealous bucky, clueless reader and honestly I dont know more

Word count: around 2k

warnings: drunk avengers, flirting, fighting, angry, violent and jealous bucky, mad Steve, drunk kissing. (let me know if i should add more!)

a/n: i wrote this a really long time ago so i dont really remember it, but let me know if i should add anything else to the warnings and everything.

part 2 is also already up!

You were in your room in the Avengers compound. The suitcase you had opened on the top of your bed was nearly empty as the rest of the room was full of clothes.

Tony had rented a house on the beach for everyone to relax for a while, presence mandatory. The last mission took a bit more of you all but, you succeed.

You were determined to get some this week. It had been way too long since you had sex with someone and you were finally going to do something on the crush you had on Tony from all those years ago.

A knock on your door made you turn the music down a bit as you tried on another bikini top.

"Come in." You said, analysing the lilac bikini top.

"Hey doll…" Bucky started as he walked in but quickly stopped himself, seeing you suitcase barely made and you only in short and bikini tops. "I can't believe you haven't even started making your bag, we're leaving in an hour!" He got closer to you seeing the mess around your room.

"I'm just making sure I use everything I take!" You argued back to your best friend taking the bikini top off again.

"Doll!" Bucky called, covering his eyes.

"Oh c'mon Buck, you've seen me naked before!" You answered as if he was being childish. "Actually I could use your help!" You tried another of your bikini tops, this time a blue one. "What do you think?"

"You…" He said, looking at you. "You look great." he quickly looked at your face.

"It isn't sexy is it?" You asked annoyed. "God, none of them are!"

"You look great in each one of these Doll. Why are you so stressed about this?" He asked as you mentioned for him to tighten the bikini up.

"I wanna hook up with Tony this week." You confessed. "It's been too long of having this crush on him so I decided that I'm just going to let it happen."

"With Tony?" Bucky questioned and you nodded. You couldn't exactly tell but Bucky's heart dropped hearing you talking about another man.

"What about this one?" You questioned and Bucky nodded, telling you you looked great and Tony had to be blind not to drool over you. "I know!" You barely screamed, your chest uncovered as you walked around the room.

Bucky had gotten used to seeing half naked, even if he never looked at you that way, at least he tried not to most of the time. You finally reached the piece you wanted, being one that Bucky gave you for your birthday about two years ago.

He tied you up, and you did look gorgeous in it. He was completely mesmerised by you, by the way you looked, by the way he could see you smiled satisfied in the mirror, everything about you was mesmerising to him.

"This is perfect Bucky!" You said happily, hugging his neck. Your chest pressed to his and he didn't have a problem hugging your naked waist. "You really knew what you were doing choosing this one."

Bucky smiled, agreeing with you, and he in fact was. He could picture how it would look on you when he bought it, how it would hug your breasts perfectly, how it would make your hips look smaller and how it would show off your long tanned legs.

Nat walked in the room, getting the shirt you had asked to borrow from her closet. She cleared her throat with a small smirk and Bucky let go of you a bit uncomfortable.

"Finish getting ready, I'll be down stairs." He said, getting out of the room.

"Don't let Wilson get my seat!" You screamed after him before closing the door. You turned to a smirking Nat. "What?"

"Are you finally going to tell me what's going on between you two?" Natasha asked, handing you the shirt as she sat on your bed.

"We're friends Nat." You said, looking at her seriously.

"You can't just be friends Y/n." She argued back. "Barnes is clearly in love with you." she laughed a bit at your face.

"We're best friends! He's not in love with me! That's crazy Nat." You brushed it off, even if inside you were absolutely freaking out at the thought.

"You can't possibly be that blind." Again, Nat argued. "He has been in love with you for years Y/n, anyone can see it." You were going to argue again but Nat was quicker to get up and speak again. "Ask Steve. Or anyone else, really. And finish your bag!"

You dropped the subject. Bucky came, forcing you to put everything that you could need in the bag and closed it, bringing it downstairs, against your protests.

The team was already in the car for a few hours as you all kept singing on your way there, just to annoy Tony who was driving.

"Oh Stark, we're not that bad are we?" You joked, hugging his shoulder on your tippy toes and he was surprised, but didn't let it be shown.

"You, maybe not, but Thor is awful." He argued, making you laugh as Thor was offended.

" Sorry big guy." You laughed at Thor.

Bucky was a bit far from you,boiling in jealousy. He thought that maybe it was just because of your Friendship but everyone seemed to think there was more. Steve For example, he noticed the look on Bucky's face, he knew that look.

You also noticed after a while, Bucky didn't smile at the small things like he would do before. The look on Bucky's face whenever you talked to Tony was something new for you.

It was dinner time now and, since it was the first night in the house and had taken longer than expected to get there, you all went out for dinner at a fancy restaurant Tony picked.

The restaurant wasn't that far from the house so you decided to walk there with the rest of the team. Bucky had gotten better as you gave him more attention, but every time Stark spoke to you he would go back to being cold.

Right now you sat in the restaurant on Bucky's side, with Sam on the other as you kept making him uncomfortable every time he was mean to Bucky.

Tony also noticed the interaction and that little side of him that could possibly have hope that you liked him, died. The man had a small crush on you, just the way you had on him but he always thought you were with Bucky. It's clear that Bucky is in love with you.

Nat noticed Tony looking at you. She knew about your plans this week but with the look on Tony's face it seemed hard for it to happen if he jumped into conclusions.

"They're not together." Nat said approaching Tony. "Just so you know."

Tony didn't say anything else, he nodded to himself and looked at you a whole different way. They had agreed on not bringing any outsiders to their house for the week, especially if the plan was to hook up with them and get them to leave.

No one said anything about the fact that you could sleep with team members. Ethics say you shouldn't, you're coworkers and it's morally wrong and yet, you couldn't care less.

You and Tony shared a look as he sat across from you and you gave him a trickster smile, that for him, was one of the sexiests things you could do. If this wasn't giving him the small confirmation that you were thinking of the same thing, what was it?

You were blasted. Most of you. After you finished dinner you walked home and, why not, you thought, why not start a bonfire and drink like your life depends on it.

"C'mon doll, time to get you to bed." Bucky said from your side, still more sober than you would think.

"No." You mumbled like a child. "I'm hungry." You continued, hugging Bucky's neck and letting your head fall to his shoulder as your legs rested on his lap.

"I'll make you something," Your eyes lit up as he said it. "If you agree to go to bed right after." You groaned, not wanting the fun to end just yet, but you were really hungry. "Say good night to everyone, c'mon." He brushed your uncovered leg.

"Nighty nighty fellow avengers." You smiled at them with sleepy eyes. "Carry me bucky?" You questioned, readjusting your position on his lap and he held you up like a koala.

"Goodnight." Bucky said as you both moved to the kitchen and he prepared you a toast and a hot chocolate. "Remember you promised to go to bed right after doll." He said turning around from the sink, to where you were sitting.

To tony:

Meet me in my room later :)

You hit send, maybe with a few spelling mistakes but you couldn't care less.

"Yes, buck I know." You rested your head in your hand on the counter. Your face lights up when you see the toast and the hot chocolate with 3 small marshmallows. "Thank you." You smiled.

"Eat up, tomorrow we can enjoy the beach." He said, cleaning what he used as you ate, keeping small conversations.

He cleaned your dishes and carried you upstairs, holding you up like you weigh nothing, even if he was going mad, feeling your heat so close to him.

As he climbed up the stairs, you looked outside, shooting a wink at Tony as you kept intense eye contact.

Bucky took you to your room, helping you change into a large t-shirt you secretly stole from him and a pair of shorts. He carefully took your make up and let your hair down, getting you completely ready for bed.

"I'll see you in the morning doll." He kissed your forehead, getting the bed sheets higher up your body.

"I love you Bucky." You mumbled, a bit sleepy and he smiled.

"I love you too. Sleep tight." He whispered. "I'm right across the hall if you need anything." You nodded and he left, turning the lights off.

He crossed paths with Tony as he walked downstairs to get himself a water bottle but didn't think anything of it, Tony was probably just going to bed.

Truth to be told is that Tony was going up to meet you, expecting to see you in the outfit you were before, dumped on the bed too passed out to remember you even texted him.

But when he got in, he saw you completely changed, under the covers, still as drunk as one could be.

"You came." You smiled. "Well, obviously not yet but once you get over here we might arrange that." He laughed a bit, moving closer to you.

"You looked so hot tonight, did I tell you that?" He asked and you smiled.

"Please stark, I always look hot." You smirked and moved to sit on his lap. "I'm really attracted to you Tony." You shamelessly admitted.

"I can tell." He smirked now.

"Gonna tell me you're not attracted to me, too big boy?" You said in a bit of a joking matter, the alcohol makes you more bold than you usually would be.

"So beyond belief." He admitted, grabbing your hips, making you sit on top of him fully. "But you're drunk." He kissed your neck, as his hands moved around your body. "I'm not doing this, for as much as I want to, when you aren't yourself."

"I want you." You said, and groaned moving on top of him as he sucked a bruise to your neck, joining them with the ones he had already done.

"Tomorrow baby." He smiled against your skin. "I promise. I need you to get over your drunken state or your body guard will think I took a vantage of you." He joked a bit, not joking at all and you laughed.

He put you back in bed, kissed you for the first time, moved back to your neck, your covered breasts, down your stomach and one last kiss to your throbbing clit before getting up, and leaving the room.

As he left, he was glad that Bucky was already in his room or something of source, which he wasn't. He saw Tony leave your room and he couldn't help but feel frustrated, jealous and somewhat sad.

He loved you. He knew that. He would've done anything for you until the end of time and yet you always choose someone else over him. He meant it as friends, of course.

You always picked a love interest over your friendship, that's what he meant.

#bucky barnes #bucky fluff #bucky x you #avengers #tony stark #tony stank #marvel #buckysam #bucky smut #bucky barnes smut #avenger smut #steve rodgers imagine

[comphetkoncass]

superboy man of tomorrow 2 liveblog lets GOOOOO

obviously spoilers ahead

the cover is exactly how i feel about this guy. yes. squish him. he is pocket-sized. i will pick him up and squeeze him like a stress toy <3

every panel of kon getting hurt tbh (and for fellow kon whumpers. its a fucking FEAST.) <3 but also - that post going around that says ttk cant deflect energy, this is delightful acknowledgement of that. all my homies love when the ttk shatters like an old coke bottle.

obsessed with all the panels about him talking about trying to do this with ~style~, but also getting his ass beat and feeling like this is actually a workout. yes my child. tell me it's difficult. overcome <3

"this is what i wanted. me, on my own, against the scum of the universe" baby no

"no one is coming to save me. not clark, not tim, not cassie, not bart... not even kelex." BABY NO but also. prettiest boy in the galaxy. look at this shit.

the argument about not letting innocent people get hurt. kon you are . such a good person. i love you. u just never falter

intergalactic cloning lore!!! kon finding people who share shocking similarities with him!! i dont often like random characters but i'll admit i'm a fan of these guys. i'm even bothering to remember their names unlike how i treat most side characters (sorry. im a bad comic fan. however. there are so many fucking side characters. do you really expect me to remember everyones name who stays in a comic for less than 3 issues). anyways go pira! these guys are already bonding, i love them and want the best for them. thats right babes you take down that empire. maybe listen to kon about uhhhhhh not letting everyday civilians die in the property damage though. pls.

also there seem to be similarities with some of starfire's backstory? what is it with these alien races who want to clone, splice dna, and/or genetically alter existing races fr. kon and kory should bond over this i think.

kon has sooo much respect for his friends. i love that he keeps mentioning them :') this boy is a bonafide bff. ALSO. HAVE SOME RESPECT FOR YOUR OWN RESOURCEFULNESS HONEY... YOU GOT THIS!!!

"they think i'm just a weapon? well, if both sides are looking for a fight, they're in luck -- i'm just itching to show them what the house of el has to offer." YEAH BABY YOU ARE A PROUD PART OF THE HOUSE OF EL. YOU HAVE A FAMILY. <3 <3 <3

his dorky awkward little grin. ohhh my goddddddddddd. hes so fucking proud of himself. hes teaching them :') he thinks hes such a good role model. im going to squeeze him to death.

"i start to think about what conner kent would do AND ITS INFINITELY COOLER" YOU GO BABY. im so fucking obsessed with this. im having so much goddamn fun with this issue actually. they saw kon stans and they gave us exactly what we wanted. i feel so seen

whos ready to punch through a space fleet. me. im ready. im ready to watch you have the time of your goddamn life next issue.

overall i REALLY like this issue! i don't usually love the whole, "solo series in space" thing because it seems like an excuse to separate characters from the main cast and isolate them and make any growth happen outside of their friendships on earth, which often ends up pretty meh. however. this is fun and engaging and kon references his friends enough that i'm cautiously optimistic.

i do hope kon runs into other mainline characters at some point in this series though; anything to ground this more into main canon and make sure character development ties back to the main series.

#superboy man of tomorrow spoilers #kon-el #my SONNNNNN

[one-abuse-survivor]

im so confused. i think my mom abused me. it hurts, like all the time. and i keep getting flashbacks. but it sounds so dumb. i had a really special relationship with her. she told me i was her special kid bc i didn't burden her with my problems, i helped her with everything, and she could tell me everything. and she did! she told me everything that botehred her, my dad, her sister, her mom, her relatives, her friends, my siblings, even politics.

i helped her with everything too. housework, keeping everyone in the house happy and not fighting, food and ect ect. and now im just hurting all the time, flashing back to it whenever my mom tries to talk to me. i put space btween us bc i got so suicidal bc of everything she would tell me about. i feel like i must be broken or stupid. we had such a special relationship, she told me that, all the time. but it doesn't seem that special anymore. it was like she carried the weight of the world on her shoulders and then put it on mine. but it hurts so fucking much. it sounds stupid to say she abused me. it was special and its not like she was mean to me.

every so often, she'd get mad if i like, acted out or got upset over stuff but she's not mean, she never has been. but it still feels like she hurt me. i just don't understand HOW or if i'm just being stupid? am i just fucking broken? is that why it bothers me so much? i dont know. ig im just asking for like, help or clarity or something. tnx in advance if you have anything to add. sorry to rant in your askbox. <3

Nonnie, I'm so sorry you went through all this.

I know it's hard to believe a parent abused you when they weren't cruel, and when they made you feel so special as a kid. I know it feels like the problem must be you, or like you must be broken if you feel hurt by her when she was never mean to you.

But you are not the problem here, and you were in fact abused. What your mom did to you is called parentification, and it's a term that describes any situation where a parent turns their child into their emotional or physical caregiver, and the parent-child roles are reversed. Parentification is a form of child abuse and childhood trauma, and, as it says in the article I liked, it can cause suicidal thoughts, among many other symptoms and disorders.

So, no, you're neither stupid nor broken for feeling the way you do, nonnie. I know your mom told you what you had was special, but the truth is she was using you to meet her own emotional needs, and neglecting yours.

You were a kid. You deserved to have problems and to go to your parent(s) with them and be met with support. You didn't deserve to be praised for never needing help. You deserved to learn how to ask for help, and to learn that needing help didn't make you a burden. And you didn't deserve to feel like it was your responsibility to keep your family happy, fed, and safe. That amount of stress and responsibility is not something any child should ever have to manage.

I think you're really brave for putting space between you and your mom even with all of these doubts about whether she'd abused you. I hope hearing that you were abused and that you were parentified helps you believe that none of this was your fault. I also hope you can keep putting space between the two of you and looking out for yourself. You deserve help and support while healing from your childhood, nonnie. I hope you know that.

Sending a virtual hug ❤

#ask #abuse #abuse tw #abusive mother tw #suicidal tw #suicidal #parentification #parentification tw #emotional abuse tw #emotional abuse #ptsd tw

[the-100th-witch]

Okay last LAST time i break social media break bc something super awkward and weird happened as I was leaving a book store today!! (im copy pasting my message to my friend bc i wanted to share it publicly also lmao)

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"I went to Barnes and Noble to treat myself bc of all this house business right? well i get out of the store and im in my car talking to my mom (asking if she needed anything before I came home) and this dude knocks on my window!

I roll it down (he didnt look sketchy) and i assumed he was gonna ask if I could jump his car or something (i was literally backing out of my parking spot so like I was leaving)

and he goes "I swear im not a begger" and im like "uh ok??" and then ask "Are you a married woman?" Im like "HUH?" and my mom on the phone is like "is someone bothering you?!? hello??" and im all flustered and confused and honestly over dealing with ppl today so i just go "uh no but im not interested im on the phone and leaving" and i roll up my window bc like HUH

and he kinda walks to his car and then walks back and says "ok but i just wanted to let you know everyone has a type and your it!" and im like "HUUH???" and at that point i just wanted to leave bc im like ToT what is happening?!

maybe i should have just shouted "im aromantic and asexual im not your type bitch" but ugh i always get so flustered when im put on the spot like that! esp after a stressful week (we had to get the house ready for today for ppl to view it so we been cleaning all week)."

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And listen, I get there are very few places to meet potential matches (esp if you hate online dating) but maybe knocking on a young woman's car in a sketchy area as I'm ACTIVELY BACKING OUT and then asking if I was a married woman isn't the move sir ToT

Like the knocking on the window got me flustered and alarms going regardless if you are a danger or not. I'm a small woman and my pepper spray was in my trunk where my purse was (i put my stuff in my trunk bc ppl break windows and i didnt want to lug my big ass purse into a bookstore) so i was like "SHIT" and i rolled it down a little bit bc im a good person and if he needed a jump the least I could do was say "sry I can't jump your car" (i dont have cables and if he did again it's about safety unless he had like a woman with him but even then I dont think i would bc it would take two seconds to pick me up and kidnap me)

It also annoys me bc like bruh READ THE ROOM. If you think that technique is gonna get you a date you're gonna have the cops called on you ToT

If you are seeking out someone to date (esp men) DON'T FOLLOW A WOMAN TO HER CAR AND KNOCK ON HER WINDOW. That's creepy as fuck even if you are the nicest and non-creepy person there is. I don't know you.

#personal #just stick to online dating or do those meetup groups for 30s/40 (or your age group) where they do activities to meet new ppl #there are ways to meet ppl for dating purposes other than online dating or through your work (dont date coworkers ppl it rarely works out) #you got a hobby? find a community group social thing and meet ppl there for fuck sake #stop asking ppl out while they are working thats annoying #and DONT FOLLOW THEM TO THEIR CAR IN A SEMI EMPTY PARKING LOT KNOCKING ON THEIR WINDOW #omg #it's kinda funny the last part like is that suppose to make me stop and reconsider? #i really should have shouted im aroace but i doubt he'd know what that would be and if he did i didnt want to have a discussion anyways #ugh #im wearing a old college hoodie

[ratkingsbread]

🥑💚Rantaro x reader stressful day💚🥑

......y/n.......y/n. Y/N! ....

Mmmmm huh y..yea

Your boss was standing by your work desk probably ready to tell you off for not answering to him sooner you got use to your boss being bitter towards you and piling all of the unfinished work onto you and no one ever wanted to help your coworkers would ask you to finish there work without even saying thank you you wished you could just go home and get rest but sadly the universe isn't as kind as people make it out to be

I need you to finish these papers oh and some of the paperwork you turned in had a few faults so I need you to redo those to

*SLAM* your boss slammed a bunch of neatly stacked papers on your desk

I need these done TONIGHT so the better be done right so pay attention..

...yes sir I'll make sure to have them all ready and done

Your boss walks away as if he didn't just dog pile more work onto you .....this is going to be a long night....

TIME SKIP-

You look over at your desk clock ..... 11:45pm...

You had finally finished all the work your boss told you to get done all you wanted to do was go home and sleep maybe even hang out with your loving boyfriend rantaro he had always been there for you when you where down and was always there to cheer you up when you needed❤️

*sigh* I should start getting ready to leave

You gather your stuff up and grab your bag from beside your desk and make your way to the exit .......

When you get outside it's pouring rain as if the night wasn't bad enough you didn't have a umbrella or a coat and you wouldn't make it on time to take the trains

So all you can do is walk in silence as you get drenched by the cold rain that's so violently pouring down onto you

Time skip

You finally make it home standing in the rain and searching through your bag to find your keys ......

....FU**

you shouted realizing you forgot your keys on the kitchen counter that morning you had told yourself to get your keys over and over again and you still forgot your keys

At this point you where fed up you just wanted to go inside and cry but instead your standing alone in the cold pouring rain

You pull out your phone to call your boyfriend so he can come save you from the cold miserable outdoors

..bzzzzzzz ..........bzzzzzzz zzz.......bzzzCLICK

Hello ?

Oh hey hun I locked myself out of the house ..can you please unlock the door

Oh yeah hold on one sec

*CLICK*

...you can hear the door unlocked and then slowly open revealing your boyfriend giving you a loving smile his smile quickly fadeing as he sees the cold sad tired mess that stands in front of him

Jeez y/n your shivering let's get you inside your going to catch a cold if you stand out here any longer

Your boyfriend rantaro quickly rushes to get you inside and out of the cold

Your soaked your sad cold tired stressed and are probably going to catch a cold now

I'll go get you a pair of clothes so you don't have to wear those soggy things

O..oh rantaro you don't have to do that I can do it myse-

Nope I'll do it I think you should lay down you look exhausted ..

Your boyfriend grabs your hands and drags you away to the room so you can get changed

Here you can use these

Rantaro hands you one of his over sized shirts and a pair of shorts for you to change into

You rush to the bathroom to get changed into something less soggy and when you come out of the bathroom you boyfriend is waiting for you on the bed while searching for something on the tv

So y/n wanna tell me what happened

..what do you mean

I mean you came home soaking wet and you always come home late at night dont you think your over working yourself a bit?

...no I'm fine there's no need to worry about me so much it I just had a lot of extra paperwork my boss needed me to get done

Extra paperwork? You've told me it's been. Extra paperwork for 2 months now

I.......

Your boyfriend pats a seat next to him on the bed asking you to sit next to him you take a seat on the bed next to rantaro...

Y/n what's wrong...

For months you've been stressed staying at work late to do what others didn't want to do getting less and less sleep as time goes on and bottling up what you didn't want your boyfriend to hear all that stress anger tiredness was making you wanna cry till you just can't anymore

....*sniffle* sniffle*

Without even noticing you started crying ........

Oh y/n...

rantaro looks at you with the most sympathetic eyes and pulls you closer to him

Your sobbing turns into full on crying and you lean your head on rantaro and you cry on rantaros shoulder

I just wanna sleep but there's always more work for me to do the keep giving more work then I should be doing there's always stacks of paperwork on my desk when I get in the office and the just give me more and more at the end of the day I don't know what to do *sob* *sob*

Rantaro just sits and listens to everything your saying he truly did care about you after all and it hurts to see you so sad

It's ok your home now there's nothing to worry about I'll call you into work tomorrow you should stay home you need to take a break from work ❤️

*Sniffle* o...ok... .....

Here I'll even put on a movie it might help you sleep you don't have to worry about anything ❤️

You rested on rantaros lap for a bit and as you feel yourself drifting to sleep........

Rantaro.....

Yea?

......................Thank you 💖

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AAAAAA THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR READING I really hope it wasn't that bad or to short it's my first request I've done and also the first thing I've ever written so I hope it wasn't to cringe. ✨HAVE A GOOD DAY STAY SAFE AND RATKINGS OUT 👑🐭✨

#danganronpa #danganronpa x reader #rantaro x reader #rantaro amami #rantaro #danganronpa x you

[fangirlstorycreator]

Terry KK3 X Reader

Context: You work for Terry, and one day you see him looking very stressed. You offer to take him out of the house to help him unwind, have a laugh. And it ends up being a very sweet ending 💚

You were Terry Silver's cleaner, and you cleaned all the rooms of his large white house nearly 5 days a week. As it was such a large place and there were plenty of rooms to clean, you could always keep yourself busy. You first met Terry when you came for an interview to be his cleaner, he instantly took a liking to you and gave you the job within a few minutes of getting to know you, he always had a smile and brightened any room he walked in with his bubbly and excitable nature. As you would clean, he would sometimes walk by the room you were cleaning in and just chat to you. He was always so polite to you and make you laugh, he was just wonderful to you. Even though he was employing you, you considered him one of your closest friends. You knew he did sometimes have a temper, like when he was trying to make a deal over the phone with one of his companies or someone had not done what he requested. But never ever did he upset you or get angry around you.

He was always well dressed, either in his GI to train with some of his colleagues, or he would wear his suit or smart trousers and a white work shirt. He always looked presentable and wealthy...not to mention extremely attractive. You couldn't deny how handsome he was and you couldn't take your eyes off him most days. How could you? His sharp jaw line, blue eyes, cheeky smile and the body of a GOD! You never told him what you thought, because you were nothing like him, he was so rich that money was no object and he could have anything and anyone he wanted. Where as you were someone who always had to work harder and harder for your money, and in the end, most of it went towards bills. Money wise, you were both very diffrent, and the thought of that stayed in your mind when you thought about any kind of future with him. There was one day that you had just finished cleaning one of the lounges when you were carrying your bucket of cleaning products and made your way to the room next door.

It was Terry's office, but when you opened the door, you didnt realise he was in there. He was sat at the desk looking rather grumpy. When you had walked in, it was just as he was finishing what looked like a heated argument with someone on the phone, and he slammed the phone down onto his desk before hiding his face in his hands in frustration. "Oh sorry Terry, I didnt realise you were in hear....umm, are you ok?" "Hmm? Oh uhh, yeh I'm, I'm fine Y/N" His hands come away from his face, and you could see how exhausted he was. "You dont look fine Terry, you look fed up" He exhales deeply before giving you a tired smile. "You can read me like a book cant you Y/N? Ahh yeh your right I am fed up. Sometimes it's just, it's difficult having to juggle all of these deals and jobs. I wish I could escape it for a while. But unfortunately I cant do that" "Why do you say that? Of course you can do that. Take a break Terry, you work so hard, you deserve it" "But that's the thing Y/N...I honestly dont know how. This is such a normality in my life and taking time away isnt something I do, or no how to do"

You put the cleaning products and sit on the sofa next to his desk. "Isnt there something you normally do to unwind after a difficult day?" "Well yeh there are a few but, they dont distract me or stop me thinking about all of this. I dont know what will" Having a little think to yourself, you get an idea. "What if I was to offer you a way to help you?" "What are you thinking?" "Ah well hears the thing, if you want me to help you out, I want to suprise you. So you'll have to trust me, and I cant tell you what it is until were there" He smiles cheekily, wondering what you have in mind. "This sounds interesting, what would I have to do?" "Well first, you should go and get dressed into something that doesn't make you look like your about to walk into an office. Just grab a pair of jeans, or a baggy shirt, something your comfortable it" "Alright, so where are we-" "Ah ah ah! Like I said, you have to trust me. Now go on, get your self changed" Despite him employing you, he loved that you talked and treated him like a normal man, so of course he listened, smiled at you and made his way upstairs to his room.

You had got changed yourself and were waiting by his front door in a pair of ripped blue jeggings and a white top, and when he walked up to you, he was wearing a pair of jeans, a white top and a pale green jacket. He now looked like a normal person you would walk past in the street. "That's better, you look for comfortable now Terry" "I definitely feel it, and you look....very beautiful yourself Y/N" "Oh...thank you Terry, that's very kind of you. Now, lets get going" You both leave Terry's house and get into your car, still not telling him where your taking him. "So are you going to give me a clue about where your taking me?" "Well let's just say it's a place that I think is perfect for you, and its safe to say its going to distract you" He just smiles and sits back in his seat, enjoying the anticipation. A few minutes later, your pulling into a car park close to the seaside, and when you and Terry get out of the car, that's when he sees where you have taken him. He sees infront of him many vibrant colours and the sound of laughter and childrens voices, you had brought him to an amusement park at the seaside.

"Oh my god Y/N, you brought me to an amusement park?! I've always wanted to go to one of these! I was never able to go growing up, I cant belive it!" You just enjoy watching Terry look like an exited boy as he looks the park in the distance, his eyes light up. "This place reminds me of you Terry, excitableand fun, and I wanted to bring you to help you take your mind off work, so? What do you think?" "What do I think?! Who cares what I think, let's go!" He takes you by the hand and you both run, smiling like children as you enter the amusement park. There was so many things he wanted to try, so of course you did. You both went on the ghost train, the rollercoaster, he held your hand as you screamed around too. And once you had gone on all of the rides, you walked around the food stalls and grabbed a bite to eat. You had a burger and Terry had a jumbo hotdog, but that wasnt enough for him. A sweet sugary smell filled the air and Terry practically ran towards the candy floss and donut stand. "Hey! Could I get a candy floss? What would you like Y/N?" "I'd like to try a donut please" The lady behind the stall gave you your donut and made up Terry's candy floss. It was bigger than his head, but his face looked so exited by it.

By the time you had got through half your donut, Terry was nearly all the way through his candy floss. "My god Terry! Dont you think you should slow down a little?" "Nope!" You both laugh and carry on walking and eating your sugary treats. Later on that afternoon, you went to look at the games stalls, hooking the duck or throwing a ball to knock down the tower of cans. But there was a stool that caught Terry's eye, well not the game so much, but one of the prizes. He walked over and he looked amazed at this toy hanging from the stool. "I didn't know these kind of toys were still around" "What toys Terry? The stuffed tiger at the back?" "Its the exact same toy I had as a child. You see, I haven't said this to anyone before, but my mother wasnt around a lot, hence why I was raised by my dad. But before she left she gave me a toy tiger to remember her by. And that's it, right up there" You can see memories flash in Terry's eyes, and even a tear starts to form. "I lost it when I was 10, and I tried everything to find it again, but I couldn't" You rest your hand in his shoulder, even though be was way taller than you, and give him a comforting smile. He smiles at you, then you turn to face the man behind the stall.

"I'd like to play for that tiger please" "Of course miss" Terry looks a little shocked, but over the moon at what your doing for him. "Right miss, there are 4 ways to win this game, in front of you is an air rifle with little pellets, and hear are 5 metal men standing against this wall. If you get one down, you win some stickers, if you get two down you win a small toy of your choosing, if you knock down 3 you win the prize tiger at the back. But if you get all 5 of them down, you win the tiger and a larger toy of your choosing" "Right, let's do this" "Woudnt you maybe like your Male friend have a go? Shooting a gun jsnt very lady like" You raise an eye brow to him and Terry just chuckles behind you. "Oooh, I dont think you should have said that my friend" Terry said. As a result of his comments, you load up the gun, and without even taking this mans words in, you aim at the silver men against the wall, and one by one, all 5 of the men get shot down. The man behind the stall looks stunned, and you just put the gun down and smile. "So, my good man, I will take that tiger and the panda squishmellow please" He grabs both toys and hands them to you, then you say to him "Oh and by the way, you should never judge a book by its cover" then you saunter away with Terry.

"Oh my god Y/N that's was awesome!" "Well thank you Terry, hear you go, your tiger toy" He takes it into his hands and holds it close to his chest, closing his eyes and hugging the tiger, almost like he was reliving a part of his childhood. "Y/N you have no idea how much this means to me, what can I do to thank you?" "Theres no need to thank me Terry, besides I got my own prize, this super squishy panda, its sooo cute!" He laughs at you adorable response, but he cant help but admire you. "Do you know how cute you are when you talk about your little panda?" "I cant help it, I just love things that are super cute and sweet" His hand reaches for you face and his fingers rest under your chin, moving it up to look at him. "So do I....." Just having him touch you like this was beautiful, and the way he looked at you was hypnotic. Then leaned down and pressed his large and softly inviting lips onto yours. He was an incredible kisser, and as he kissed you deeper, it was so amazing that it made you feel like you were floating. You had never been kissed this sweetly before, and you couldn't get enough of it. When you both pull away, his eyes never left yours. "Well, that was certainly a nice way to say thank you" "I'm glad you think so Y/N. Why dont we head back to my house?" "Did you want me to get back to cleaning?" You ask as you giggle. "No baby, I want to show you how thankful I am to you...in many other ways....."

#thomas ian griffith #sensei targaryen #terry silver #terry silver x reader