#and once I finish it again I'm gonna get mad AGAIN - my life is an endless circle

[grandkhan221b]

Disease that makes you watch TCW for the 6th time

#and once I finish it again I'm gonna get mad AGAIN - my life is an endless circle #anyway fives sweep he's still the goat #star wars #the clone wars #fives #cutup #echo #clone trooper #fanart #my art #domino squad #tcw #I missed may the 4th but happy revenge of the sixth ig

[heeliopheelia]

𝐄𝐍𝐇𝐘𝐏𝐄𝐍 𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐔𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐒/𝐎

part 2

genre: angst, established relationship

word count: 2.9k

warnings: curse words (and some of the boys are really cruel to yn :()

masterlist

LEE HEESEUNG

"Please, can we talk about this tomorrow?" Heeseung groans as he slumps down on the couch, rubbing his face with his hands. He really doesn't want to get mad at you at such late hour but he can't help it when you keep talking his ear off from the moment that he's walked into your shared apartment. "I'm dead tired, just let it go for now, okay?"

"I'm not sleeping with you today," you scoff, not even daring a look at him so that he doesn't notice the tears of frustration that have started brimming in your eyes.

You've just found out from one of Heeseung's friends that he's been out with his ex for almost the entire day. Without telling you a word about it. Normally, you weren't the jealous type as you trust your boyfriend with your whole heart. But after hearing that he's been having the time of his life with the girl that once has broken his heart, while you were at home waiting for him to come back, your thoughts drifted onto a completely different track.

"Why? Fuck, so what if I saw her today?' He exclaims, slapping his thighs with a breathless laugh. "Nothing happened! She just wanted to talk, YN! Talk. Stop trying to turn it into something that it's not."

"Then why didn't you even bother telling me that you were meeting her?" You ask, involuntarily letting yourself get emotional and raising your voice as well. "Who even does shit like that?"

"I just didn't think it would matter so much to you, that's all. I thought you trusted me a little more!"

"So you're saying that if I were to hang out with my ex and didn't tell you anything about it, you'd be fine with it?" You snort when he nods his head. "Alright, yeah. Watch out cause I almost believed you."

"God, you're just like her! Why would I ever think of cheating on you with her when the two of you are exactly alike?" Heeseung ignores the hurt look on your face and keeps on talking nonsense, fueled up by anger. "Both have trust issues. Both are ridiculously jealous. Both are way too clingy for anybody to bear. Fucking twins!"

You laugh in disbelief as you stand up from the couch. "Why are we even in this relationship if I'm so fucking unlovable to you?"

"Good question," he quietly murmurs.

You don't bother to wait for his apology or pleads for you to stay as you know he's way too deep in his anger to even start acknowledging your feelings now. You don't even have the strength to slam the door, so you just quietly let them shut behind you as you walk out on the dark street.

PARK JAY

You cross your arms over your chest, watching as your boyfriend finishes getting dressed for work. He said he would take the day off today but he obviously forgot to do so and now is leaving you hanging onto another empty promise.

"You're twisting my words! I just said you promised you would stay with me today, that's all."

"Well and I said I forgot! End of story," Jay grumbles at you, dismissing you with a wave of his hand. "Whatever, I don't have time for this right now."

"You never do!" You raise your voice involuntarily and turn your face away as you feel the tears gathering in your eyes. How could he forget? "Not even once have I ever been prioritized while being in this relationship with you! And it's not like you even have anything important to do today!"

"We're not having this conversation again," he laughs breathlessly, threading his fingers through his hair. "My boss called me and said he needs my help. Of course my job is gonna come first in a situation like that, YN! After all this time, I thought you'd be more understanding by now."

"Yeah, it's just there are days where I want to be put first for a change. It's not like I ask you for that every week!"

You can't help but let the tears drop down your cheeks, failing to hide your emotions for any longer. You're right, though. Jay knows it too. You never complained about his work or asked him to take the day off, unless the date was important to you. It's just too bad he was too much in his own head to think about it for a little longer.

"I can always take the day off next week!" Jay says with a roll of his eyes. "And, god, why do you always have to cry?"

"Because it's my fucking birthday, you asshole," you breathe out in a broken voice before standing up from the bed.

Jay's eyes almost double in their size as he lets your words repeat in his mind. Birthday. It's your birthday. He tries to grab your wrist as you walk past him but you jerk it away from him.

"YN, I-"

"I don't wanna talk to you right now."

You rush out of the bedroom. Slamming the bathroom door behind you, you slide to the ground and bury your head in your hands, finally letting out the sob that's been weighting on your throat throughout the entire morning. 

SIM JAKE

As you walk out of the restaurant angrily, you dial Jake's number. It's the fourth time you've been stood up by him like that, sitting completely embarrassed and alone at the table reserved for two. Jake was supposed to meet you here forty minutes ago and while at first you waited patiently for him, knowing his schedule is rather tight, after half and hour of having your calls not answered, you started losing your cool.

"Hi, baby. What's up?" You hear his cheerful voice from the other side of the phone.

"Nothing much besides the fact that I've been stood up by my boyfriend once again this week," you reply in a rather passive aggressive manner as you open the door of your car. "How was your day, babe?"

Jake keeps silent for a second or two before a groan leaves his throat. "Fuck, it completely slipped out my mind. I'm sorry."

"Yeah, you should be," you nearly growl, starting your car. You curse quietly when the engine stutters and chokes but doesn't want to start by the first two times. "I waited forty minutes for you, jackass."

"Shit, are you still there? Just wait a little more and I'll be there soon, I promise."

You scoff loudly. "You've got some nerve, I'll give you that, Jake."

You can hear him sigh heavily and you can just picture how he's pinching the bridge of his nose at the moment. "Can you stop that? I already apologized. I'm sorry that I have to work."

"Oh, you're very welcome." You grit your teeth, keeping your phone pressed between your ear and shoulder as you drive out of the parking lot. "Would it really kill you to remember about me even once?"

"YN, you're not being fair right now," he says and you know he's pushing himself to his limits to not raise his voice at you. "Look, one of us has to actually make some money. I can't keep my head wrapped around everything."

"Oh, yeah? So you're at work right now?"

He stutters slightly. Got him. "Well, no I-"

"Jake, are you coming, man?"

Hearing Heeseung's voice shouting on the other line makes your fingers clench on the wheel tightly. You breathe in sharply and let out a short laugh. "Good to know what your priorities are, Jake."

"No, wait, I'm-"

You interrupt him again before ending the call, "Don't bother."

PARK SUNGHOON

You breathe out in relief when you hear the familiar sound of Sunghoon's car pulling up on the driveway. He hasn't been answering any of your calls since the afternoon and you really started getting worried. You've been arguing with each other throughout the couple past weeks and you took notice of how distanced he's become towards you. You've attempted to fix that but it's a really hard task to do with your boyfriend being as stubborn as he is.

"Oh my god, I was so worried about you," you say the second when Sunghoon walks into your house. "Where have you been?"

He only nods his head at you in acknowledgement and toes his shoes off wordlessly. You frown slightly at his sudden muteness and put the sizzling pan aside.

"I made you dinner, figured you'd be hungry," you start again and only get disappointed when he dismisses you curtly.

"I'm not."

Pressing your lips together, you nod your head slightly before following him to the living room and taking a seat next to him, not close enough to irk him any further though. The two of you sit in silence, mindlessly watching the random channel that Sunghoon played. He has his arms folded on his chest and you wonder what went so wrong that he suddenly turned so cold towards you.

So you try again, speaking with a soft voice. "Why didn't you answer my calls today?"

You feel your whole body tensing when he lets out a groan. "Cause I didn't want you distracting me."

"Okay, what the hell is up with you, Hoon? Why the attitude?" You ask, turning away from the TV screen to look at your boyfriend's frowned up face.

You don't miss the roll of his eyes as he clicks his tongue. "For fuck's sake, if I knew you'd be this needy today, I would've stayed out longer."

You try not to show how much his words hurt you but the look on your face tells him a completely different story. You clear your throat and decide on voicing the thought that's made itself way too comfortable in your mind during the past few weeks. "Sometimes I just feel like you don't love me anymore."

"Well, maybe I would've loved you a little more if you stopped being so clingy. Seriously, fifteen calls, YN! Who the hell does that?"

Silence. His hurtful words linger in the air heavily and you both say nothing. You avoid his eyes, lips slightly trembling from the heartbreak. Sunghoon still says nothing as you stand up from the couch and leave the room in a rush.

KIM SUNOO

"Do you even hear yourself? Why would she be lying?" Sunoo shouts at you as he crosses his arms defensively.

You're gripping the edge of your sleeve tightly, trying to prevent yourself from raising your voice as well. Even though you're keeping cool, his words and accusations stab your heart with dozens of needles. Having your boyfriend believing his friend rather than you has got to be one of the worst feelings in the world.

"And why would I be lying?" You ask, glaring him down. "Why would I, your girlfriend, lie about my whereabouts? For fun?"

He scoffs at you,. "Well, you didn't tell me you were hanging out with Sunghoon, did you?"

"No, because I wasn't hanging out with him, we just stumbled upon each other on my way back," you explain calmly as you clench your sleeve even tighter from frustration. "We literally talked for five minutes."

"That's not what what I've heard."

You roll your eyes at his stubbornness. "Yeah, cause what else would a person that's been in love with you for two years tell you?" You can't really help the sarcastic tone that's sneaked itself into your speech and you can see it only irks Sunoo more as he nearly scowls at you.

But all that you've said is the truth. Since the beginning of your relationship, you've noticed his best friend's spiteful looks thrown your way along with the heart-eyes directed at Sunoo. You've kept quiet for all this time, not saying a word even when he ditched you for her or made plans without your knowing. But this, this is just too much for you.

"You don't know what you're talking about," he has the audacity to laugh at you.

"No, Sunoo, it hurts me, you know?" You finally let all of your feelings that have been crumpled inside you for all these years. "Do you ever even try to acknowledge my feelings when you hang out with her?"

"Don't turn this on me right now. And I'm not allowed to have female friends now? What kind of a girlfriend even are you?"

You get up from his bed and scoff at him. "And what kind of a boyfriend accuses his girlfriend of cheating while he sneaks out without her knowledge to meet up with his best friend?"

With that, you turn on your heel and leave his apartment, slamming the door behind you.

YANG JUNGWON

"That's not what friends do, YN! Are you even listening to me?"

"I am but you're being ridiculous!" You bite back at your boyfriend, walking back from a lunch with your best friend.

Throughout the entire meal she's been throwing jabs and snarly remarks at you, and although you've already grown used to her attitude, Jungwon just couldn't let that slide. He thinks it's illogical that someone you've been calling your friend for such a long time, would act so mean and nearly insulting towards you.

"I don't understand how can you let her speak to you that way," he breathes out in disbelief. "I wanted to spit in her face after an hour of talking to her, why do you let her do this to you all the time?"

"Because she's my best friend, Won!" You try to stay your ground as you dig into your purse, looking for your keys. "That's just how she is. I've learnt not to take any offence in that. You shouldn't either."

"I just care about you, so forgive me for not liking it when someone insults my girlfriend!"

You sigh, feeling tired from the night and the ongoing argument. "I know you do but I don't see it that way. She's just rough around the edges, that's all."

"Of course you don't see it. All you need is constant validation. You just can't live with the thought of somebody not liking you. You'd let a stranger walk all over you only if it meant you had gotten his approval. That's not fucking healthy, YN!"

"How can you even say that to me? Why would you-," you stop yourself from engaging in this conversation and slump your shoulders with resignation. "I don't wanna do this anymore."

Jungwon sends you a confused look. "What do you mean?"

"I just want to be alone right now," you say and Jungwon can clearly hear the exhaustion in your tone. "I'll see you tomorrow. Thanks for walking me back."

NISHIMURA RIKI

The moment that you hear the door slamming, you sigh as you realize it's one of these days again. For the past week or so, Niki has been coming home frustrated beyond words but not even once has he said what was bothering him. Sure, you've tried to intervene and ask him what's was it all about but he always dismissed you quickly. It hurts you to think that maybe he doesn't trust you enough to confide in you like that.

"Hi," you greet him as you stand up from the couch. You walk over to your boyfriend and wrap your arms around his neck in an attempt of hugging him but only get disappointed when you feel his body tense up. You pull away and look at him pointedly. "Another bad day?"

Niki hums and moves away from you, going into the direction of the kitchen. You follow him, feeling worried for him as you know he has the tendencies of bottling up his emotions inside.

"Wait! Don't ignore me again," you scolded him slightly, forcing yourself to stay calm and speak with the soft tone. You grab him by his forearm. "Niki?"

"Let go of me," he breathes out, voice heavy and your heart screams at the thought of him deciding to struggle with all of it by himself again.

You do as he asks and free his arm instantly. "Okay. Just talk to me, please?"

"There's nothing to talk about, Yn!" He snaps at you and runs his hand through his hair. "Stop pressing me!"

"No, you always keep acting like everything's fine when it's clearly not! I don't want you to keep it all to yourself. I want you to feel like you can talk to me about stuff like that," you explain, trying to keep him on your side. "I want to help you!"

"I don't need your help, though!" He scowls, sending you a sharp look. "If I knew you'd be sticking your nose into my business the second I walked through the door, I wouldn't even bother coming back."

"Hey, that's so cruel and uncalled for, Niki," you gasp slightly, feeling his words pulling at your heart again. "You're my boyfriend, of course I care about you! I hate seeing you like that but you just won't let me understand what's going on with you!"

"Are you my psychiatrist or my girlfriend? Jesus, I'm not in the mood for that right now," he sighs heavily and walks past you straight for the door.

"No, wait!" You call after him but you're too late and he's already slamming the door behind his back.

permanent taglist: @bambisgirl @arizejkt19

#i dont think id forgive all of them so easily in the real life lmao #hoon especially yeah i kinda went off with that one im sorry #enhypen #enhypen imagines #enhypen x reader #enhypen reactions #enhypen reaction #enhypen angst

[love-belle]

about damn time !!!

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ in which he finds out that his pregnant fiancée can really hold a grudge.

or

for when you love them too much to stay mad at them. ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

real life // carlos sainz jr. x fem!reader

warnings - language, pregnancy talks.

author's note - had too much fun writing this, hope u like it as well!! thank u so much for reading, i love you <3 requests are open!!!

≡;- ꒰ °real life ꒱

"charles?"

"yeah?"

"can you tell your friend to stop poking me with that damn stick?"

"carlos," charles sighed, rubbing his face tiredly as he sat between his two best friends.

"yeah?"

"stop poking y/n with that damn stick."

"tell her to tell me that herself."

"y/n?"

"yeah?"

"tell him to stop poking you with that damn stick yourself."

"tell him to stop poking with that damn stick before i break it and shove the pieces high up his ass."

"carlos?"

"yeah?"

"your fiancée is really fucking scary."

"i know."

"why are you guys even fighting?" charles asked, looking from y/n, who was very pointedly ignoring carlos who was watching with a nervous smile on his face, trying his best to get her attention for the past hour. he wasn't very successful and resorted to more inconvenient methods, which included poking his pregnant fiancée with a small wooden stick that he had found in god-knows-which cursed corner of their house.

"ask your friend that because apparently i'm too stupid," y/n snapped, standing up and leaving the room without even sparing carlos a glance.

"shit, what'd you do?" charles asked as he watched her retreating form. "the only time i have ever seen her pissed was when max ate her last cookie. i have never seen a man so terrified."

"why is it you always assume i did something?" carlos whined, burying his face into a cushion.

"because it is always you, that does something," charles retorted, moving to lay back against the couch.

"fair but doesn't mean it's nice," carlos narrowed his eyes at his teammate. "and it was a stupid thing i said this morning. word of advice, it's always better to stay silent when you have a pregnant fiancée with anger issues."

"holy shit," charles laughed in disbelief, not really understanding what stupid thing could his friend have said to make y/n this mad. "what did you say?"

"well, since we found out that we were gonna have a baby, she's been so invested in knowing what's the size of the baby like it's the size of a grain of rice, two grains of rice, end to end, a — "

"what's the size of your crotch goblin right now?"

"first, it's about the size of a blueberry right now and second, don't ever refer to my child as a crotch goblin."

"pet sperm?"

"what is wrong with you?"

charles shrugged, motioning him to continue with his account of what had happened in the morning.

"uh — and she also tells me that the baby grew a heart today, or that the heart is 's' shaped right now and soon it'll have limbs and all, yeah?"

"uh huh," charles hummed, his eyebrows furrowed as he thought about what ever could carlos have had said about this for them to be like this.

"and today, apparently the baby developed a brain or something and y/n came in all excited and she was like 'mi amor, i grew a brain today' referring to our child and i said that..."

"that..?" charles raised his eyebrows, sitting up straight as he watched carlos inhale deeply before he finished his sentence.

"i said that it was about damn time," carlos whispered, as if afraid that y/n would hear him once again.

"oh."

"oh."

"you said that?"

"i said that."

"to a pregnant woman?"

"if the doctor's appointments are legit, then yes, to a pregnant woman."

"who happens to be your fiancée?"

"i'm not sure anymore, to be honest."

"do you have a death wish?!" charles exclaimed, looking at carlos with wide eyes.

he knew how well y/n could hold a grudge and her anger was something you would never want to be on the receiving end of. and a pregnant y/n was a force to be reckoned with. the mood swings were already heavy on not just carlos, but their entire friend group, no one wanting to get yelled at by a woman who wore fluffy socks and sang taylor swift during long drives.

"i knew i fucked up as soon as i said it," carlos groaned, running his hand through his hair. "i thought she was gonna get mad."

"she didn't?" charles asked, surprised at the revelation. he knew if he had said that to her, he would on the next flight, any flight, out of the country.

"no," carlos grimaced, as if reliving that moment. "i thought she would, to be honest, her mood swings are wild this week but she didn't. she just stared at me for a minute before walking away."

"woah," charles nodded, not knowing what to say. "that feels worse."

"yes, especially because i think i made her cry," carlos admitted with a frown, fiddling with his fingers. "i hate it when she cries because she hates it when she cries. something about her feeling overdramatic for crying at every single overwhelming thing, even though i tell her that it's okay. it's just those hormones. she hates crying and this pregnancy is really challenging that and i think i made her cry this morning. she was just excited to tell me about our baby and i unintentionally and indirectly called her stupid."

"you're stupid," charles immediately said, looking at carlos with an incredulous look on his face. "i feel bad for her. i mean, i know that she's mean sometimes and she yells at us when we're being stupid but her crying feels, i don't know, wrong."

"yeah," carlos sighed, standing up and nodded towards the direction of the master bedroom. "i better go and try to talk to her. you'll be okay in the guest room, no?"

"yes, i will be, thank you," charles smiled at his friends before making his way towards the guest bedroom, leaving carlos in the living room.

the man sighed, switching off the tv that played a random movie before he turned off the lights, making his way towards their bedroom.

he paused in the front of the door, his hand lingering on the handle before he pushed it open carefully, thinking that she was already asleep. his eyes took a few seconds to adjust in the dark as he moved blindly towards the bed, reaching for any furniture in his vicinity. he tried his best not to make any noise as he moved as y/n was asleep not even three feet away from him and he would not have her any more mad at him.

he finally found himself by the edge of bed and quickly got in after discarding his t-shirt and pulled the covers over him. he didn't dare move, in fear of waking her up. he knew that it was sometimes difficult for her to fall asleep, always one thing not being right, sometimes it would be the pillow and the other times it would be the texture of the bedsheets against her skin. he had found her in the living room all by herself at three in the morning too many times to count. so, whenever she finally fell asleep, he would do his best not to wake her up.

he sighed, feeling weird, not having her right against him as they both slept. instead she was there, all over her own side of the bed, a good few inches between them.

carlos couldn't take it anymore, he'd gotten used to having her lay next to him, her arms around him while his rested on her stomach, tracing random patterns. with a swift movement, he reached across the bed and pulled her towards him, whispering a soft 'sorry'.

y/n exhaled deeply, her hands unconsciously going around carlos as she shifted to get more comfortable against him.

"this doesn't mean i forgot what you said this morning," y/n's voice spoke, barely above a whisper but carlos heard it loud and clear.

"i'm sorry, hermosa," carlos kissed her forehead, moving to place kisses down her face, sighing softly. "forgive me?"

"you know, i already do," y/n whispered, holding his hand that rested on her stomach. "i'm sorry, i was being overdramatic earlier."

"no, no, no," carlos rushed to correct her, holding his face in her hands as he shook his head. "you were not being overdramatic. you just wanted to share something about our baby with me and i said something stupid and made you cry. i'm sorry."

"technically, these stupid pregnancy hormones made me cry," y/n answered, a slight giggle escaping her making carlos chuckle.

"i love you," carlos sighed, pulling me her impossibly closer to him. "so fucking much."

"i love you so much more," y/n turned head and pulled herself up so she could plant a kiss on his lips, smiling slightly when he pulled her back into another one. "you're the best."

"i think you confused yourself with me, sweetheart."

"of course i did," y/n laid her head back on the pillow, her hands fiddling with carlos' fingers. she couldn't help but feel her heart swell up with love for her fiancé and for her baby, who would be soon joining them.

she stayed there, for god knows how long, thinking of her perfect family before she turned her head towards carlos, not really seeing his face in the dark. with the way he was breathing evenly, the fact that he had not spoken in minutes and the hand that had been tracing shapes on the exposed skin of her stomach laid limp, she reckoned he fell asleep. and even though he was asleep and couldn't hear her, she couldn't help but say it one last time.

"i love you, so fucking much."

#carlos sainz x reader #carlos sainz imagine #carlos sainz drabble #carlos sainz x y/n #carlos sainz x you #carlos sainz x fem!reader #carlos sainz imagines #f1 x female reader #f1 imagines #f1 x reader #f1 imagine #formula one x reader #formula one x you #formula one x y/n

[izzuku]

moan my name──

— to the anon who sent me the request: I'm really sorry | had to delete the post because | accidentally posted it without finishing it and now l'm mad but | made it!

characters─ xiao x male! reader

c/w─ brat behavior (reader), brat tamer xiao, degrading kink, creampie, no specified genitalia so you can think of this as cis reader, trans reader, intersex reader! , dominant xiao, kind of a sir" kink?, rough sex (includes spanking) , overall NSFW!

a/n─ of fucking course | can thank you so much for your request. It always amazes me how much | like xiao and how | main him in game but | BARELY write or draw him it annoys me *sigh*. Either way I'm happy that you like my fics and | hope this one goes to your list as well!

request─ "could i request a brat tamer xiao with a brat male reader? At first reader is not obeying to xiao demands so he fucks reader into oblivion. Before he's complaining that he doesn't want to but then he's delirious about how good xiao's cock feels inside. ls up to you if Xiao fucks reader again full of cum

"Sit down."

"Make me.”

"I'm not repeating myself and I don't want to get mad, [name]. Today wasn't great.”

"I can talk to you if you want, but l'm not sitting. You can't control me you know.” He can feel the corner of your lip tilting upwards as his patience runs thinner. He's been trying to sit you down so he can guard your room in Wangshu Inn but you won't budge until he hangs out with you for the night.

lt isn't clear what your relationship is but you know you care for each other. But in times like this Xiao wishes he could make you stay still as if you were a scared Hilichurl begging for your life. The cord snaps the moment you get close to his ear to whisper: “the only thing you can control are demons” and you're already pushed down to the mattress, gloved hands gripping your wrists.

The action takes you by surprise and before you can say anything, his stern voice grabs a whole of your attention. "Demons? l'll show you what control really feels like”. As rough as his actions, he takes off his gloves with his teeth, yanking them somewhere in the room. "Bend your knees, now" his command sent shivers down your spine but you thought he's still playing cat & mouse.

"C'mon Xiao...you know you're not like that to me. My offer it's still up if you wa-Ah!” you bite back a moan, feeling the hardness of Xiao's knee press against that sensitive area between your legs. Your eyes shifted back to his, them looking hungrily at his next prey, a silent command: “bend your knees or you'll get in trouble”. And you do; slowly dragging your legs up and letting him be in the space between them while he took care of taking his clothes off. “Don't tell me you're mad at me for what I said-" he cut you off again, this time with his arms crossed over his chest and a growl. "Stand up and take your clothes off" his command fell on deaf ears again when you just stared at him. “Are you gonna be a good boy or do | have to fucking tear them off?” Xiao's eyes squinted, looking you up and down. You could even see part of the dark mist surrounding him as if his karmic debt was taking a whole of his mind.

"Y-es..sir.." that seemed to get a reaction from him. "Again" his voice demanded and you obliged, calling him once again 'Sir' while your body was pushed down to his legs. Ass up, naked and on top of Xiao's legs, what a view he had of you...so ready for him. "Stop playing come on Xiao-" a first slap had your body jolting upwards. "Silence. Be good or I'll have to punish you”. And you try, you really try to stay quiet but your ass cheeks are so sensitive with each slap that you have to bite down on your hand to muffle the whimpers.

"How does it feel to get spanked? I thought you had a snarky remark for everything, love". You let out a soft moan when his finger circles your entrance, pushing inside a couple of times...moving your body to get some friction but to no avail. “On your back, hands up and legs spread. You're not allowed to cum until I say so. Do you understand?" His eyes go back to yours again and you don't know if you want to tempt the devil or obey orders. From your lack of response, he acts on his own, turning you around and pushing your legs on his shoulders. “You bet you're gonna obey now” you hear him growl again when he lets out his cock spring free.

There's not much you can say before you feel him pulsating inside of you, exhaling harshly while forcing his length deeper. Xiao's grip on your hips lets you know there's gonna be bruises the next day but you can't come up with coherent thoughts as the thrusts begin. The way his cock hits just the right spot makes you shudder in anticipation. "Come on, speak up. Don't you have something to say?" the way he's treating you have you almost cumming the second but nonetheless you try to obey like a good boy. "T-too fast!" you cry out, eyes shut and hands holding onto dear life. "Believe me when I say you're gonna beg for me to go faster" he breathes out with a sadistic smile.

It isn't until you're dripping loads of cum that he lets you have a rest. When you're so handsome filled with his seed to the brim is when he awaits for one of your common observations just to find a fucked out you under him. "Are you gonna keep disobeying me, [name]?" he calls out for you before he's met with your teary eyes and a trembling smile. “No sir...your cock feels too good to talk back" you breathe out, half laughing; “can't wait for another load inside of me...to be so full of you..”

Oh is he as eager as you to keep you full the rest of the night, plugged, marked, and cuddled to sleep for some time.

#izzuku #male reader #genshin imagines #genshin impact x reader #genshin smut #genshin impact x male reader #xiao smut #xiao genshin x reader #xiao x male reader

[sirthisisa-wendys]

Hi! Could you do a shion x reader where he has a gf that’s way of his league. Shion introduces her to the rest of the tenjiku gang. They can’t believe that the out of everyone shion managed to bag a baddie. Our dear reader loves Shion a lot 😭

It's a Shion Supremacy around here, ladies and gents!

I Mean It: Shion Madarame x Fem!Reader

wc: 636

tw: smut

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"Th-the meeting is gonna start soooooooon!"

Shion isn't whining, you note, sucking up his length and flicking your wrist around his tip before lowering back down. He's just overstimulated.

"Give me a sec, babe," you urge him, still working your mouth around his heavy cock and slurping loudly. "Need to finish." Shion doesn't protest, lacing his fingers through your hair and grunting softly. "Just relax."

All the air leaves Shion's body when you finally take him down your throat, every inch of him nestled sweetly in your beautiful mouth. He practically jumps in the driver's seat, holding onto you for dear life as you suck loudly, coming back up for air.

"'m gonna cum," he whispers huskily, squeezing his eyes shut as your head bobs up and down and you make those little gagging noises he loves. Without much effort, he tenses up and begins to stutter his hips as thick ropes of cum fill your mouth. When you've swallowed every drop, Shion pulls you up and kisses you on the mouth without hesitation.

"I'm fucking lucky," he grins, biting his lower lip and eyeing you with a hungry look. "So lucky to have a girl like you. Can't wait until they see you."

And so you walk into the pitiful warehouse, hand in hand with your beau and observing the place with a displeased look. "This is where he brings you all to meet?"

"Better here than where we were a few years ago," the blonde mutters, wrapping his arm around your waist and holding you close. "Shipyards are private but not glamorous." Shion nips at your ear playfully and you giggle, letting him caress you and say stupid things in your ear.

When you finally get to the space where the other five members are, you stand next to Shion awkwardly, noticing that there aren't any other girls.

"Shion," a white-haired man murmurs. "Who have you brought to our meeting?"

"My girlfriend," Shion pronounces proudly, smirking all the while. "I thought I'd introduce her to you before we started." A long silence precedes intense laughter from all sides of the room. They laugh so loud that it echoes, and you're stuck standing next to Shion, unsure of what to do. He pulls you ever closer, though, and his face tightens into a frown.

"You're a pretty little thing," one of the men chuckles, walking up to you and touching your hair carefully. "How much did he pay you to stand here next to him?"

"Nothing," you quip, shirking away from the man with two braids and a sleepy look about him. "I'm really his girlfriend."

"And pigs can fly," another one scoffs, rolling his red eye. You frown at him, wishing you could sneer at them and make them all believe that you're really his. But when they keep making comments about how Shion "could never" find a woman who looked, talked, or walked like you, you grab his hand.

"Come on, Shion. You don't need their approval." The conversation ceases abruptly, and you take his hand and tug him along with you. "They're just jealous."

"Hold on, hold on," a bulky man calls out before standing. "You say you're his girlfriend."

"I am."

"What side does he sleep on?" Shion isn't sure why Mochi would ask a question like that, but you reply confidently:

"He sleeps like a starfish."

"Yeah, they're fucking." Mochi grumbles, shrugging. "Shion does starfish out in the bed late at night. I'll never forget it in all my years of watching him sleep."

Shion turns to his companions and smirks again. "Such a warm welcome for my girl. Thanks, you guys."

"Congrats," Izana mutters solemnly. "You have me eating my words, Mad Dog. But just this once."

"Once is more than enough, Izana. It's more than enough!"

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[memestockpile]

anatomy of a fall (2023) feel free to change as needed.

let's dry you off.

what makes you so mad you want to explore it?

it makes me feel high, like i'm on drugs.

time is not a problem here.

this is really weird. seeing you again, like this.

you need to wash up and get dressed.

honey, i know this is hard.

you can't spend whole days like this without going outside.

i'm so tired of crying.

don't worry. i'll take care of everything.

i just can't get it in my head.

spare me your comments.

give me your hand.

you need to start seeing yourself the way others are going to perceive you.

i should never have come here.

it's fucking absurd, isn't it?

you can consider me a friend. or not. that's your choice.

the law can't be someone's friend.

our relationship revolved around intellectual stimulation, even if it meant neglecting everything else.

seduction means several things.

i dislike being reduced to a marital status.

i found it atypical, nothing more.

you're nitpicking.

it's hard to read the intentions of someone you can't see.

i can work in any situation.

you couldn't be two places at once.

i'm sorry, i'm not finished.

you can't deny you're at the center of this equation.

this is your problem. you're responsible. deal with it.

after a while, i can tell what's real and what isn't.

it is just a little part of a whole situation.

sometimes a couple is kind of a chaos.

i want to drink all night.

is it a great reason for placing your life in someone's hands?

you look like a dog.

i can't trust someone if i can't put an animal's head on them.

do you remember me from before? when we first met?

i was hopelessly in love.

i think a lot of things i don't tell you.

when you look at me, i can feel that you are judging me.

my love, i just want you to know one thing.

i just wish you would be shielded from all this.

this isn't working for me anymore.

are you fucking serious?

it's a beautiful and generous choice, and i thank you for it, but you don't have to do it.

it's naive and, frankly, it's depressing.

you never smile at anyone.

i have to accept that you fuck other people.

i'm not a victim!

you're incapable of facing your ambitions, and you resent me for it.

you're a monster.

you can still see the dent.

it was sexual. we slept together twice.

it was a tricky year.

interesting take on feelings.

people exaggerate and alter facts when they argue.

i think i want to be alone.

my role is to protect you.

fucking help me!

to overcome doubt, sometimes we have to decide to sway one way rather than the other.

i'm not accusing, just making a point.

you need to be aware of it. it'll happen someday.

you have to try this, really.

i'm gonna throw up.

you're ready to go home?

one more, for the road.

i thought i'd feel relieved.

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[anangelwhodidntfall]

Intimacy Challenge: Day (2)

30 day intimacy challenge 

word count: 2k

Day 2: A good make out session can calm the stress in your life and bring you closer to your partner.

A/N: I’m really nervous about this, i typically stay away from writing anything related to smut only leading up to it, so I apologize if this sucks <3

Z-dog: It had started out really innocent, you two were just in your room since she had no privacy in hers watching a movie and a few kisses here and there. You giggled as you felt her start kissing your jaw and neck before leaning up and pressing another one on your lips to which you deepened. Without breaking the kiss, she pulled you into her lap, where it was much easier for you to kiss her, as you felt her hands sliding up the shirt you were wearing.

You broke apart for a minute so she could lift it over your head and you guys went back to kissing and leaving marks all over each other. You were currently grinding into her as she left lovebites all her your chest when someone knocked on your door making you both confused until you heard that voice.

"Yo Z! Colonel needs us for some kind of meeting!" Lyle said banging on your door.

"Tell him that I'm busy or something." She shouted back as you kept kissing her.

"Z you know he's gonna be mad if you don't show." He said making her roll her eyes.

"I don't care, I'm busy right now." She said making you giggle as she kissed you again.

You both heard the code to your room being opened which made you scramble to cover yourself as your girlfriend hide you behind her back not wanting him to see you like this. Lyle walked in looked at the state of you and your girlfriend and smirked.

"Ohhhh I see now. Looking good y/n." He said as Alicia growled at him.

"Easy there Zdarksink. Just a harmless compliment." He said holding his hands up at her as she still growled at him.

"How do you even know the code to my room?" You asked him.

"Colonel gave it to me in case Zdog here was asleep or something, but clearly she wasn't." He said.

"Babe maybe you should go." You said to her.

"I will once he leaves." She said glaring at him, keeping a protective cover over you.

"Alright I'm going but y/n if you ever get bored, feel free to come see me." He said to you with a wink as you watched your girlfriend fly off the bed.

"I swear to god I will gut you like a fish Wainefleet." She said chasing after him as you laughed.

"I'm so sorry my love, we will continue this later." She said leaning down and placing a kiss on your lips.

"It's alright by the way you look so hot protecting me like that." You said as you saw her sigh.

"Later. We will continue this later." She said giving you one last kiss before leaving. 

Tsu'tey: It had happened during the clan celebration of a good hunt and you showed up dressed like that. Tsu'tey eyes had found you the moment you had arrived with your friends and immediately made his way over towards you.

"Yawne." He said placing a kiss on your hand.

"Tsu." You said placing a kiss on his lips.

"You look so beautiful tonight, did you make this?" He asked making you do a little twirl.

"No bffs name made it for me, do you like it?" You asked him.

"I love it a lot, remind me to give her my thanks." He said licking his lips at you.

And that's how you two ended up in the middle of the woods hands all over each other and kisses all over each other's body. You were slowly grinding into him as he left love bites all over your neck and chest, letting out a moan when he formed his newest before leaning up and catching your mouth with a kiss.

"If you keep moving like that, we will never make it back to the celebration." He said as you smirked at him.

"Lovebirds we are getting ready to eat!" You heard one of your friends call out making you laugh as Tsu'tey groaned.

"We can finish this later my love, I promise." You said giving him one last kiss before standing up and fixing your top.

Neteyam:

Neteyam had a rare moment of peace without having to worry about his siblings or his chores, so he took the chance to spend it with you, which leads to you two having a small but heated makeout session in yall's favorite part of the woods where no one would find you.

"You gotta be quiet, flower you are gonna get us caught." He said in between the kisses being placed on your neck.

"Me? You need to stop, you know that is.. my weak spot..."You said in between moans as he sucked a new love bite onto your neck.

"I know which is why I always kiss you there." He said with a smile as he leaned up and kissed you.

He had you pressed against the tree as you two feverishly kissed one another and were exploring each other's bodies.

"So pretty ma y/n, I can never get enough of you." He said as you smiled pulling him closer to you.

"Neteyam!" You heard Kiri calling out which caused you two to look at each other wide-eyed.

"Neteyam!" Tuk called which forced you to push him off of you so you could fix your top before Tuk came over.

“we will finish this later." He said as his sisters came running over to you.

"Ew." Kiri said after looking at the state you and Neteyam were in which made you guys laugh.

Jake: You were having a rough day and Jake needed some way to help you calm down and relax so he kissed you and half expected you to push him off which you sometimes did when you were frustrated but to his surprise, you melted in his arms where he guided you to the floor, before pulling you into his lap.

"I'm sorry your day was so bad, let me fix it for you?" He asked you in between kisses.

"Please do." You said before going back to kissing him.

All that was said or heard for a while was the sound of kissing, moans, and ragged breaths as you felt relaxed from the terrible day you had. Right now Jake was placing kisses all along your neck and chest area before he pressed a few all over your face and one final on your lips.

"You gonna tell me who's responsible for giving my baby such a rough day?" He asked brushing some of your hair out your face.

"Don't want to talk about it right now, just want to be here with you." You said wrapping your arms around him.

"I can do that too. He said pressing a kiss against your forehead before wrapping his arms around you and pulling you against his chest.

Tasem: He had come back from a hunting trip that he had been on for a few days, he had missed you so much. It was the first time since you guys fully mated that you two had been apart for this long, so when he got back he immediately ran to find you. You had been working on a new top for your friend when he came rushing inside.

"Ma Tarsem!" You said rushing up from your spot and into his arms.

"Ma y/n, I've missed you so much." He said placing kisses all over your face.

"I can tell. Did you even help unpack after the hunt?" You asked him with a giggle.

"No, I only wanted to come see you and get some of my kisses from you." He said placing another kiss on your lips.

"Well, I can help with that." You said placing another kiss on your lips to which he depended.

Reaching behind you and closing the flap to your tent so no one would bother before he picked you up and carried you over to your guy's bed where he sat down and kept you in his lap as you guys kept kissing.

"Missed you so much ma Tarsem." You said as kissed his jaw and neck.

"Missed you more ma y/n." He said running his fingers through your hair as he kissed you.

The only thing that was heard throughout the tent was the sound of breathless moans and kissing, you both hated time apart but it made you it so much more when you were together.

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[theres-a-body-here]

Ghostface x Creep!reader (smut part 2)

Danny's hand trembled as he tried to get a good view of you on your camcorder.

He had a bad trial and was tilted when he came home to you. You told him to rest on the couch. He took off his mask as he grumbled about "second chance" perks.

"How about I cheer you up?"

Danny didn't think you meant this. He thought you were gonna cook or bake for him.

Not that he was complaining. This was better

Way better

The sensation of your lips wrapped around his cock almost drives him to madness. He groans softly and reaches down, tangling his free hand in your hair as he guides you deeper.

"Oh fuck, Wolfie," Danny gasps out, his voice catching slightly. "You're so- so good at this."

You hum in response, sending vibrations up Danny's shaft that makes him shiver with pleasure. His grip on you tightens as he thrusts his hips forward, wanting more of the delicious friction.

"You like sucking my cock?" He asks breathlessly, looking down at you with a hungry gaze.

You, while still maintaining eye contact between pleasuring Danny's throbbing manhood, respond with a muffled moan. You swirl your tongue around the head of his cock before taking it back into his mouth and deep-throating him.

Danny lets out another groan as he feels your hot mouth take all of him in. His eyes flutter closed for a moment before opening again to look upon the sight below to make sure the camcorder had a good angle.

"Good Doggy," He praises as he thrusts gently into your throat.

Danny watches with as you take him deeper into your mouth, bobbing up and down on his cock with practiced ease. The feeling of your hot, wet mouth around him is almost too much to bear.

"Jesus fucking Christ," He grunts out, his fingers digging into the soft skin at the back of your neck. "You're so......fuck."

You bob up and down on his cock as you pay close attention to make sure the camcorder has a good angle before deepthroating him again, taking all 8 inches in one swift motion.

Danny gasps and rocks his hips forward as you take him all the way to the hilt, his eyes rolling back in pleasure. He can feel himself getting closer and closer to the edge with every passing moment.

"I- I'm gonna... gonna cum soon," he warns breathlessly.

Without hesitation, you increase your pace even more determined than ever before, aiming for the "climax" of the film.

Danny's breaths come out in short gasps as he feels himself getting closer and closer to the edge. He moans loudly, the sound echoing throughout the room.

He lets out a whimper of pleasure and looks down at you with a needy expression.

"Fuck, Wolfie, I'm close," Danny gasps out, his hips thrusting forward instinctively as he chases after his release. "Don't stop- please don't stop."

You continue to bob up and down on his cock in response, taking him in deep before pulling back slightly just as he reaches the edge again.

"You want to cum for me?" You ask teasingly before taking him back into their mouth once more.

"Yes- fuck yes," Danny moans out desperately, unable to hold back any longer.

"Fuck, I'm- I'm gonna cum," He warns you as his hips thrust forward frantically. "Fuck, fuck, fuck"

Danny lets out a loud cry as he finally reaches his climax, shooting hot ropes of cum down your throat while gripping onto the camcorder for dear life.

Danny pulls out of your mouth as his chest heaves with exhaustion, his cock slick with saliva and cum. He gently takes hold of your chin and points the camcorder at your open mouth, which is full of his cum.

"Swallow it," He commands softly, watching closely through the lens of the camera.

You obediently swallow down every last drop in front of Danny, who lets out a low groan at the sight.

"That's it," he murmurs approvingly. "You're such a good doggy for me."

As you finish swallowing, Danny leans down to capture your lips in a passionate kiss before pulling back and turning off the camera.

You chuckle as you take the camera from him, grinning with satisfaction at having captured such a hot scene.

"I'll make sure to burn this on a CD," You say, giving Danny a playful wink. "Can't let any of this go to waste. And I'm gonna need you for some more scenes too."

Danny grins back at you and slumps onto the couch beside him, still breathing heavily from the workout.

"Anytime, babe," He says with a smirk as he leans back on the couch. "You know I'm always up for whatever you want to do."

You thought of new scenes you two can create as you rewatch the video. This is gonna be some of your finest work.

Masterlist here

#dbd x reader #dead by daylight x reader #dead by daylight #killer!reader #creep!reader #danny johnson x reader #ghostface x reader #ghostface #danny johnson

[postwarlevi]

Protective

Content: 2.4k words of dad to be Jean worrying maybe a little too much about you and the baby.

a/n- first time with established relationship with Jean! Kind of got away from me but I hope you enjoy anyway :)

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"What are you doing?!" You freeze at hearing your husbands voice ring out. Caught again!

"Nothing! I was just-" You don't even get to finish your sentence before Jean is scooping you up into him arms, off the first step of the little stool and back onto completely solid ground.

"You were just getting off of there!" He says, taking the stool and removing it from the kitchen.

"I was just trying to reach the flour!" You follow him into the living room, explaining yourself.

"I could reach it for you, just ask me." He says, turning back towards you once the stool is far enough away.

"Okay, could you get me the flour?" You mumble, not meeting his gaze.

He hugs you around the waist, petting you hair. "Flour would be for.. baking?" He asks in a way as if you are doing something wrong.

You huff at him. "Of course! I was just going to make a little strawberry dessert!" Just a little something!

"You know you can't have a lot of sugar." He speaks calming and still holds you despite your obvious rising irritation.

"Jean!" You whine at him. "I can't go the entire time without something sweet! And you love strawberries!" You would have preferred a blueberry dessert, but were hoping by making it strawberry, you could talk him into letting you make it.

He smooths your hair back and kisses your head, ignoring the daggers you shoot at him from under your lashes as you look up at him. "I told you, I wouldn't have it if you couldn't have it. And, you can't have it. Not yet." Not even strawberries would entice him.

"You don't let me do anything!" You sigh in defeat and lay your head against his chest, annoyed, but still showing him acceptance and appreciation, knowing that he has your wellbeing in mind.

"I'm going to let you give birth in a couple months." He chuckles, rubbing your belly.

Your mood changes instantly and you grin and hug him for real.

"Yes, a couple more months. A couple more months of not letting me do anything." You say playfully, looking up at him.

"I know. I know." Jean let's out a tiny sigh. "I can't help it. It's our first baby. I've always tried to keep you safe, and now I'm keeping both of you safe. It's stressful." He says, a bit of worry in his voice.

"Honey, nothing is going to happen. But I promise, I won't get on step stools anymore. And I'll keep my sugar intake down, mostly. And I won't go water the plants when it's too hot, and I won't get in the car when Sasha is driving, and-"

He cuts you off with a snort. "I know I can overreact, and I won't promise I'll get better. But you shouldn't let Sasha drive no matter what your condition." You both laugh together.

You both find something to eat and settle down on the couch together and watch a bit of television. You sigh happily and kiss Jeans cheek, who smiles at you. You never really get mad at him, and neither of you can stay annoyed for long.

You try to be understanding. This is your first child, after all. Six months ago a little life had been created and now in three more months they would be here.

Though you've been a bit nervous, overall you've held it together. Children are born every day. There's no reason for any nerves. Your husband, however, is a different story.

Not only is he insistent on listening to your doctors to a tee, he has been reading baby books and perhaps has taken up a bad habit of searching the internet as well. Any little ache or pain you get, any sneeze, any new craving, Jean is right on it. He doesn't let you lift a finger if he can help it. He doesn't let you do anything that could compromise you. Nothing, at all. It's been a lot, and you would possibly kill for something sweet at this point. But you know he has yours and your little ones best interest in mind.

"I'm gonna go out with Connie and Marco for a bit tomorrow, is that okay? I could stay home if you want." He asks you as he puts his empty plate on the coffee table, making you almost laugh.

"Of course you should go, I don't want you stuck with me all the time. Save that for baby." The house to yourself? Even just for a little while? It sounds wonderful.

"Well, it's not stuck babe, but, thanks. Sasha said she'd come stay with you." Though he wouldn't let her drive you around, Sasha could come to the house.

"Honey, I don't need a babysitter." You almost pout. You love Sasha, she's your best friend, but you haven't had a moment to yourself in… months.

Jean takes your almost empty plate of healthy snacks and puts it aside, pulling you to his chest. "I know." He knows he's being silly, but with you, he wouldn't take any chances.

You put your arms around him and close your eyes. "Okay. Okay." You say quietly. Maybe girls day would be nice.

You're only allowed light duty at the moment and are lucky Jean let's you stand long enough to wash the dishes yourself. Though he is never far.

Later in the evening he helps you into the bath and you relax pretty good. You wonder if maybe you can talk Sasha into taking you for a walk in the park tomorrow. If it were up to Jean he'd push YOU around in a stroller. You just want to stretch a bit.

"I love you." He says to you once you're in bed for the evening, after helping you dry your hair. He has you pulled in close and strokes your hair.

"I love you too." You say softly, kissing his mouth lightly and snuggling in close to your sweet, warm lover.

Really, how lucky you are, that you have a husband so caring and loving and involved in the whole process. You would take that and not being allowed to get out of bed yourself over having to do this without a partner.

The next day when Sasha arrives she makes quite the entrance, making you light up.

"Worlds best auntie is here!" She sing songs and pats Jeans arm as she comes in.

"Sasha, please!" Jean tries to settle her down. "Remember what I said." He goes over a few things, like no sugar, making you roll your eyes.

"Yeah, yeah, leave, go, your wifey is fine with me." She comes over to hug you and you giggle.

"Go on you." You agree as you hug Sasha back, then go over to Jean. "I'll be good." You promise him, giving him a kiss before sending him on his way.

To Sasha's credit, she takes very good care of you. Helping clean up and doing whatever you want that's within reason. You do go for a short walk, but it turns out, you get tired fairly quickly and head back sooner than you thought.

Sasha also sneaks you a piece of dark chocolate, and you almost melt as you eat the semi sweet goodness.

"Thank you!" A little walk and a piece of candy and you are magically still in one piece. Perhaps you wouldn't mention some of this to Jean though. Especially when you realize your feet are swelling just a tiny bit.

"Can I feel?" Sasha asks you with wide eyes and an outstretched hand as you both sit on the front porch swing.

"Oh course." You stick your belly out more and smile as Sasha puts her hand on your stomach.

"Are you nervous?" She asks quietly, as if she's going to scare you or the baby.

"About giving birth? Yeah, a little."

And for the next little while you talk about the topic and how you're doing and how Jean is doing and if you're ready, and so on.

"The guys really had to convince him to go out today. He doesn't want to be without you." Sasha tells you.

"Yeah, I know. And it's great, really, though I appreciate you guys helping out. Jean is just so… worried." He kind of always has been anxious over things, it's gotten better over the years, though it's come back strong with the new addition coming.

"You help him through it, you know. He loves you so much." Sasha says of her friend. She's known him a long time and sees how good you've been for him. He deals with things much better thanks to you.

It's not long after that Jean is home and he and Sasha trade off. You say your goodbyes to Sasha and hug your husband.

"How was your day?" You ask as you sit on the couch and put your arms around each other.

"It was nice. I feel good. And, babe, I'm sorry. The guys were telling me to relax a bit, I guess everyone has been. I just want to make sure you're happy and healthy, that's it. I hope I haven't been… intolerable." He says with a grimace, realizing that he's only added to your limitations lately.

"Oh Jean, it's fine. You've been so wonderful. You're taking such good care of me, I feel like the luckiest woman. I know how much you love me, us." You put his hand on your stomach, making him smile and nuzzle you head with his chin.

"So very much, and, I worry, you know… which isn't an excuse really to have been acting like I have." He sounds disappointed in himself, making you give a sad smile.

It's really not been as bad as he's making it out. Nothing about this has been easy for either of you. More so, you've been worried about him, which he suspects, and is part of why he's feeling bad.

"It's okay Jean, really. I do understand and know you've been trying your best for all of us, and it's all I could ask for. And everything is going to be fine."

You feel him squeeze you a little tighter and he let's out a soft, "I know."

"And how was your day?" He asks, helping you off the couch and into the kitchen where he starts making dinner.

As you tell him small details of some of the things you did, you notice he does a slight double take and frowns. You pause, knowing you haven't said anything he should scoff at, so, it must be…

"Your feet are a little swollen. Did you go walking?" He asks, trying not to sound to disapproving.

You actually laugh. "Of course you noticed. Yes, yes, we went for a walk. And you and the doctors were right, I didn't get very far. But it was nice to do it anyway." You tell him, and he hears the satisfaction in your voice.

Almost done making dinner, he comes over and leans in to kiss your cheek. "Good. I'll rub your feet later."

Your smile brightens and you hug him, whispering. "I also had a piece of chocolate." You kind of broke your promise, but it really was a tiny piece.

Jean chuckles and holds your cheeks, looking into your eyes. "I'm glad. As long as you enjoyed it. Cause that's all you're getting for a while." He says teasingly and you both laugh together as you continue your evening.

The next few months go by faster than you can imagine. Jean is still very protective but tries to let you indulge sometimes.

Before you know it, a healthy baby boy is born, and you become the most happy, doting parents on the planet. Any tiny cry or cough and you are both right there. How Jean has been acting and treating you, you understand more than ever now.

Jean is still the more anxious one. He's ready to call the doctor over anything new or unexpected, no matter how small. He tries to be more calm so it doesn't affect you or the baby. He's been making pretty good strides the last few months.

"Honey, I think you can put him down now." You say one night, standing in the nursery, after finally getting him to sleep.

"I'm never putting him down." Jean says in the most sweet voice you've ever heard from him as he looks down at your sleeping son. This is not nerves but love, and happiness.

It warms your heart and you rest your head on Jeans shoulder, stroking your babies hand gently. "Our boy." You smile, and soon find yourself back in your bedroom with baby resting on Jeans chest as he sits up in bed.

"You can't sleep like that." You remind him that it's safer for him to sleep in his crib, earning a soft grunt from Jean.

"Just a little while longer." He says, pulling you close once you're in bed too.

"You're doing such a great job, daddy." You tell him, snuggling against his side, enjoying the quiet evening with your two loves.

"So are you, mommy. I couldn't do this without you" He kisses your head.

"Me neither." You whisper, making sure he knows how much you need him.

The three of you cuddle for a while until finally putting baby back in his crib.

"Maybe we can just put the crib in our room." Jean says as you leave the nursery, making you giggle.

You do not put the crib in your room, and your little one is right there, safe and sound in the morning, and every morning thereafter.

It takes more practice, on both your parts, but most anxiety of raising a child turns into positivity and creativity over time. There's still bumps as he grows and gets older and everyone experiences new and different feeling and emotions. There are highs and lows like doctor visits, losing a tooth, throwing tantrums, making friends, birthday parties, getting good grades in school, and sometimes not so good ones.

It all comes up again when baby number is announced, but the joy and love outweigh any nerves, as you and Jean look forward to meeting another new little life, ready to do it all over again, and give your son a sibling.

"And I promise, not to ban chocolate." He gives his word, and keeps it. This time around, both of you don't feel like novices anymore.

Though, you don't think you've ever seen quite the look on Jeans face when you find out this one's going to be a girl.

#jean kirstein #jean kirschtein #jean #jean x reader #jean kirsten x reader #jean fluff #jean kirstein fluff #attack on titan #aot #dad jean

[kirbybecomesastarwarrior]

If I became the Monster...

If I became the monster, and threw that guilt away Would that make us stronger? Would it keep our foes at bay? If I became the monster to everyone but us And made sure we got home again Who would care if we're unjust If I became the

Lyrics from "Monster" from Epic the Musical

Guys, this is Meta Knight's song... it fits him perfectly!

This scene takes place around the time of Garlude's death...

Due to MK's reputation & everyone's prejudice against him being part demon. Many rumors spread that he ran away from the fight or he had jinxed her... Meta Knight couldn't help but blame himself.

Things have just been getting harder... and he was just getting so tired of losing people... which got him to think of something... something awful...

However, Jecra wouldn't allow it... he had no desire to see Meta Knight sacrificing himself... thankfully, he talked to him before he even got the chance to...

Convo:-

MK: Jec... what if I could save all of us with this

J: Oh no, you don't... I'm not gonna let you destroy yourself for us...

MK: But you all have homes and families to return to... Oh no... Garlude had a daughter, right? And I... Jec I should hav-

J: META KNIGHT! Don't you dare finish that!

MK: But it's my fault Jec... it's the least I can do-

J: DON'T LET THOSE F#CK*NG RUMORS GET TO YOU! IT'S NOT YOUR FAULT YOU HEAR ME!... Meta, please don't do this...

MK: Jecra I just...*starts tearing* I just don't want to lose anyone else... I'm just so tired of Jec- *cries* It just keeps getting harder...

J: I know, Mets... I know... You're okay with me... you're safe with me... We love you so much... Meta, your life matters too! I'll say it as many times as I have to until you believe it... *Pulls him in for a hug

MK: Jec- I don't know what I'd do without you...

Finally, Meta Knight allows himself to cry in Jecra's arms and mourn the death of their friend...

Guess who ends up becoming the monster first... Oh, the irony is so painful... I can't believe I produced this.

Keep reading for more context & lore...

LORE TIME BABY!

Since the betrayal of Yamikage & the disappearance of the Ancients (the only people who had the power to reign him in), the GSA was now on the brink of ruin... Due to the lack of soldiers, everyone was spread out thin. This was when Uther reached his peak madness...

Similar to MK & Garlude... Sir Arthur & a small group (higher-ups who had some sort of moral code left) were sent out on a crusade to find the legendary sword Excalibur. (Which I will get into later...)

But in truth, these were all just "fool's errands" and were just ploys to get those who opposed him to be killed. And with Sir Arthur gone...(presumably dead), no one had free reign of the GSA...

Uther took this as an opportunity to cut Meta Knight's unit in half... putting them in squadrons that would surely use them as death fodder. Meta Knight loved his everyone squadron... he couldn't change the order... so he did something else.

Every time someone from the other half of his unit was dragged out to fight, he'd volunteer to go with them. Sir Uther used his affection for his team against him... (hoping he would die out there...)

(He tried to pull the same trick with Galaxia, and he was supremely pissed that MK came out alive... )

Meta kept sacrificing so much of himself to keep Jecra and his squadron safe... So many of his friends were dying now... and were forced to be scattered about. He couldn't save all of them (he couldn't be in two places at once...); now Garlude and his mentor were gone.

So yeah MK was already in a bad place... Garlude's death was just the cherry on top...

This brings us to this... "what if he became the monster", Meta Knight contemplates whether or not he should allow himself to unleash untapped power... and use his dark magic.

I can't say that much (because of spoilers), but he has a connection with Nightmare that allows him to tap into his pool of power... everyone in the GSA knew of his wings, but only his team (Team Halberd) knew of this connection of with Nightmare.

They knew he was playing with some dangerous forces...

But for those of you who were wondering what Meta Knight meant in the previous chapter in "Had I not tried to play the hero back then…... Perhaps this is my punishment..."

It's referring to this... Meta Knight does eventually go berserk after the death of Jecra! It was to protect the remaining people in his squadron... but it was all for not... they all still ended up dying.

But ultimately it was these powers that allowed Meta Knight to be the only one of the only survivors of the war... though he paid a terrible price because of it.

For those of you who were keeping up with the previous post... it was Jecra (Knuckle Joe's father).

I'm not going to confirm anything just yet, but Jecra was Meta Knight's right-hand man... his rock... his person... <3: Feel free to use this as shipping fodder... (MetaxJecra)

There's gonna be more lore-dumping before the next chapter 2-3 weeks until the next chapter. (which means more Jecra)

I hope you all enjoyed it!

#kirby #meta knight #kbasw #jecra #knuckle joe's father #hoshi no kaabii #garlude #metajecra #kirby anime #epic the musical #kirby right back at ya #knuckle joe #angst #kirby gsa #gsa

[ros3ybabe]

Day 18 - 90 Day Challenge 🎀

90 days is a long time but I'm finding I'm enjoying these daily updates more and more as I keep posting them. Its so nice to be able to share my daily life and little accomplishments with people <3 yesterday (saturday) was a fairly decent day despite the fact that I didn't fall asleep until midnight last night. But, it's a new day and I still have bunches to do this week before I can take my rest. Once I get that rest, I know it'll have been well deserved.

🏋‍♀️ Physical Health

walked to work

talked myself out of eating a bowl of spicy cheesey ramen as it would've upset my stomach majorly

drank an entire liter of essentia electrolyte water

ordered some healthy groceries (I'm gonna make fajita chicken burritos today! and I bought some fairlife chocolate protein shakes....so good)

🧠 Mental Health

made a list of things/routines I'd like to accomplish/set for my winter break

❤️ Emotional Health

was honest and cried to my boyfriend about how I was feeling about myself (again, such a loving and supportive man, I'm so lucky)

📚 Intellectual Health

completed a financial literacy post class quiz and got a 10/10

completed anatomy lab exam 3 and got a 25/30

completed and submitted my make up lab report

🏘 Adulting

sent my professors each an email with a copy of my attendance letter from my therapist (yay debilitating mental illness)

cleared my room of the trash that was in it (need to clear out my empty boxes next)

took out what dirty dishes I had

worked a ~6 hour shift

made and received a grocery delivery

🥰 Self Love/Care

night time skincare

washed my hair and used a hair mask

overall, decent day. I woke up late for work so it was definitely a rough start to the day but I'm not mad about it because the day still ended up being great! My goals for today are to finish my 3 assignments due tonight, complete both of my presentations for my culinary class, and study for my psyc exam that's tomorrow. That's my main focus of today.

til next time lovelies 🩷

#pink pilates girl #pink pilates princess #self care #self development #self love #wonyoungism #it girl #health & fitness #mental health #physical health #that girl energy #that girl #it girl energy #clean girl #green juice girl #pink academia #pilates aesthetic #pink aesthetic #pink blog #pink moodboard #uni student aesthetic #university student #college student #student life #student #college studyblr #self improvement #studyblr #langblr #girl blogger

[heartsoji]

this is so ooc of my chigi chigi choo choo train but idgaf <3

chigiri was finishing up some schoolwork at his desk when he sensed an intense stare at his back. he glanced back to see you, on his bed, seemingly trying to communicate with your eyes without having to make eye contact, looking slightly grumpy.

"what's wrong, love?"

your eyes widened a bit before you averted your gaze immediately. "'s nothing, chi."

well, chigiri sure as hell wasn't buying that. he hopped off his chair and sat beside you on his bed, gently brushing his hand against yours.

"hey, what's the matter?" when you hesitated again, he said, "we're in private here, and you know i won't tell anyone. just let me know what's on your mind, hm?" he then gently tucked a piece of hair behind your ear. (why would he do that his hair is always in his face like a little emo boy and would def be unhappy if his hair was out of his face OMG I SHOULD MAKE A HC AB U DOING THAT TO HIM AND HIM GETTING UPSET BUT THEN UR LIKE 'I WANNA SEE UR PRETTY FACE' OMG I JUST HAD THE IDEA AND ITS GONNA SIT IN MY BRAIN UNTIL I WRITE IT NOWWW AJSASJ) "i want to know what's going on in that pretty head of yours."

your face heat up a bit. "promise you won't be mad?"

he silently nodded his head in response, giving your hand a squeeze.

"i feel like your laptop is getting more attention than your girlfriend." you pouted, averting your gaze once more.

your statement earned a pretty laugh from chigiri. "sorry, love. i guess i haven't given you much affection today, have i?" he paused for a moment. "i'm sorry. the workload has been much heavier lately, and its taken up a lot of my energy. but that's no excuse. i'll make it up to you, 'kay?" he leaned forward and gently pressed a kiss to your cheek.

you flushed a bit. "it's no big deal, chi. do you mind if i just sit on your lap while you work, though?"

"sure. come here." chigiri leaned into his chair and patted his lap for you to sit. as you gently sat yourself down facing him, he wrapped his arms around you gently and pressed a sweet kiss to your head, a gentle smile curling his pretty lips. he soothingly rubbed your back and whispered, "i love you a lot, ok? don't you ever doubt it!"

you laughed, making his heart skip a beat. "i won't." you smiled as you cuddled closer into his chest.

"i really do." chigiri repeated. "you're the most precious thing in the world to me. seriously, i'm so fucking in love with you. hell, maybe even a little too much."

he hugged you tightly and leaned his head on your shoulder, feeling nothing other than utter bliss and peace. as he gently inhaled your scent and felt his muscles relax, he once again realized (as he had every single day) that he was falling in love with you over and over again.

and he would continue to do so for the rest of his life.

wow this is bad

#this ending is trash #its fine i still have writers block #everyone leave me alone #also this is so ooc #BUT WTV #IDGAF #IF U HAVE A PROBLEM LEAVE #chigiri x reader #chigiri fluff #chigiri x y/n #blue lock chigiri #chigiri imagines #chigiri comfort #chigiri cuddles #blue lock x reader #bllk x reader #blue lock fluff

[eruscreaminginthedistance]

Ugh it's taken me like a week to post this because reformatting PF posts on my phone is a bitch so I'm gonna throw this out here so that i don't put it off any longer; my Dune Part 2 review.

Basically, I feel like I'm living through a Category 5 LOTR event in real time. I was worried going into the second film that I was overhyped and that I should temper my expectations; speculative fiction adaptations 9 times out of 10 are usually dead on arrival and Dune Part 1 already defied the odds for being as good as it was for an almost 1-to-1 recreation.

I feel like after this I could confidently trust Denis Villeneuve with my life. The man's not really making a product. He clearly LOVES sci fi. Respect for the source material oozes out of every scene of Dune, and his little tweaks and changes are done with care and with a sense of critically engaging with the story that shows real thought.

Praying to the gods that once Denis finishes the trilogy he brings out a boxset DVDs with at least three behind the scenes DVDs MINIMUM. I need to see every single aspect of production on this leviathan of a project and then ritualistically watch all three movies back to back as I would with LOTR.

Spoilers under the cut

In terms of what I liked:

I've only read the first two books in full - Children and God Emperor are next on my list to finish this year - so I can't speak as an uber knowledgeable Dune nerd who knows the books back to front, but I'm very confident when I say that Denis's changes to the source material didn't take away from the experience of the story at all.

- Chani's probably the biggest change of all in the sequel and oh my god does it revitalise her character. I was quite shocked scrolling through tags to see book readers complain about how much the movie changed her and her arc. What are they mad about? That they gave Chani something to do other than sucking Paul's dick? In the book, literally everyone is 100% behind Paul uncritically accepting every single thing he does and Chani is just one of a swarm of characters that do that. I say this with much love because I like her book counterpart but I struggle to understand the people who claim to be so invested in book Paul and Chani's dynamic as opposed to the film's when book Chani's whole character is "Wife", until Dune Messiah when she gets the "Nagging Wife" upgrade. Denis's version effectively makes her co-protagonist with Paul and it was so exciting to see that play out on screen. She became the moral litmus test and the last vestige of uncorrupted ideals in the movie; Paul's descent into fascism and betrayal of the Fremen would not have hit nearly as hard if everyone went along with it like in the book.. I really felt for Chani having to watch everyone she knows get swept up in this insane fervour. She's too dedicated to the concept of freedom to fall for the bullshit and that was such a relief ti witness. Film Chani is her own character, not just another limb of Paul's, so her story is going in a slightly different direction and I'm really excited to see that. Would not have been nearly as hyped if her whole arc was just going to be "be pregnant. die" again.

- Jessica being an absolute FREAK. She was probably my favourite character from the book and I was so pissed she wasn't in Dune Messiah. I needed to get inside her head and wiggle around in there while I was reading, and Denis fed me. In the book, I got the impression she was quite a passive participant in the prophecy, so getting to see her go full wicked witch in the film was a massive highlight. Speaking to Alia in the womb, her sinister use of The Voice (such a horrific departure from her only using it for self defence in Part 1), her FASHION. Denis needs to adapt her into Dune Messiah I refuse to watch a version of Messiah without Jessica in it.

- Stilgar came out of nowhere with the steel chair for me. The first book is filled back to back with noble fatherly leader figures so he got very lost in the shuffle and I didn't really pay attention to him that much beyond being one of Paul's many mentors. I read a tiny bit of Children before watching Part 2 and Stilgar seriously considering murdering Paul's children made me do a double take. Then seeing him in this movie blew me away. Guys I think I've slept on Stilgar all this time xD. Not gonna lie though, the film beefs up his character quite a lot from the books. I think it was a good decision to make him comedic relief, because it offsets that "religious fundamentalist" element that could put people off. It makes him much softer and more likeable. He's just a guy with big hopes and big dreams and a big heart who's a bit silly sometimes, and that makes him the ultimate prey for Paul and Jessica. It's absolutely sickening to see them exploit his sincere faith and beliefs and I'm getting upset now just thinking about all the horrific things he'll be lead to do. Denis did a fantastic job of making him a more sympathetic and softer character for people to compare with his post-timeskip Space Hitler's Right Hand Man role.

- Introducing Princess Irulan early hell yeah!! Huge improvement on the book imo; she was very much a dark horse character for this film and Florence Pugh nailed it. I loved her being the narrator much like in the book, and it was interesting to see her contribute to putting the pieces in place for the endgame, rather than just turn up at the end. More of her please, Denis!

- One of my complaints about the first film was that there wasn't enough Harkonnen action, specifically the Harkonnen-Atreides rivalry, which was talked about a bit but not really shown. Denis made all those Harkonnen scenes specifically for me. I adored the balls to the wall aesthetics and the incredibly villainous acting. This film isn't afraid of moustache twirls and villainous laughter and I LOVE that. It felt fresh. Villains who just love doing bad shit and aren't even trying to justify themselves they just LOVE being horrible creatures in their black stone murder palaces.

- What can I say about the look of the film. You've all seen it. If you haven't then go fix that. It's one of the most visually cohesive and stunning films I've seen in a long time. I don't know how a world can feel so real and yet unreal (/pos) at the same time.

- Hans Zimmer showed the fuck UP for this score. I've been listening to it nonstop all weekend. I kinda miss the Atreides bagpipes but the new horns drive me insane so it's a good tradeoff.

Things I'm on the fence about:

- I think it was a good call to remove the whole thing with Paul uh, inheriting Harah from Jamis. It gave more screentime to Chani and I think would have really put viewers off Paul when really you wanna keep people going in blind rooting for him until the third act. BUT I was surprised she wasn't in the film at all? I was convinced that the lady we see Chani talking with was supposed to be an adapted Harah, but I'm seeing everywhere online that that's not supposed to be her and Harah wasn't in the film? Why not? It just felt a bit weird that she's just some nameless Fremen.

- I'm not gonna lie I forgot Thufir existed on my first watch. I think me not missing him overall is a good sign. I didn't rewatch part 1 so I guess I assumed they'd killed him off in the Arrakeen attack, and didn't realise his part had been cut until I saw an article about it later. That was kind of disappointing. While I think the film is perfectly fine without him, I think the inclusion of his plot as kind-of prisoner kind-of strategist for the Harkonnens would have really solidified the Harkonnen-Atreides rivalry. Again because we almost never see an Atreides and Harkonnen onscreen together, so having him there to exemplify it in practice I think could have just polished things up for me personally. But also I want all films to be 5 hours long so what do I know.

- Jessica and Chani didn't interact nearly as much as I wanted them to tbh. I'm hoping that Dune Messiah beefs up their relationship.

- Timothee Chalamet

Things I didn't like:

- Not Paul btw, just Timothee

- Been saying this since the first movie but him and Zendaya were really only cast cos they're hot ticket items right now, not because they have the look and feel of the characters or the world; they just wanted to cast some hot supermodels in the roles

- Zendaya justifies her casting though by being the better actor though; I was sceptical but I came to buy her as Chani and she did a good job resonating with me

- Timothee's just a guy though, wasn't impressed

- Which is a huge problem because the emotional throughline of the movie is their romance and I just. Did not buy it. Timothee could not have paid me to believe that he was in love with Chani. They were like the definition of everybody's beautiful but nobody's horny. Just saying words with their blank hot faces. At least Zendaya put some effort in.

Anyway 10/10. This is going in my top 5 movies of all time and is one of the best book to screen adaptations I have ever seen.

#dune #dune part 2 #crossposting #pillowfort

[he4rts4alexis]

Can I request Eric Craig Tolkien and Stan x reader separate when the reader wants plastic surgery like a bbl or a bj ?

Imma be honest I didn't know what to write for this it's a little unacaurate because i don't really know what plastic surgery is I do like I know it's getting things changed about your body but like I don't know how it works imma say it like that

I also didn't know if you wanted head canons or not but I did a conversation for all Stan and Eric is platonic and Craig and Tolkien are romantic

Eric

"Cartman I think I want a boob job" "you need a boob job" "no seriously" "I'm being serious your tits are flat" "that's not the type of support I was looking for but whatever" "look if you do get it make sure it's somewhere safe like..." "Miami" "yeah Miami " "I was going there anyway" "had to make sure" "mhm" You go to Miami and get your boob job and to Cartman's surprise they actually look good.

Craig

"Tucker" "what" "what would you do if I had plastic surgery on my ass like I got butt filler?" "I don't know" "that's not an answer" "well why would you get one anyways your butt is fine" " nuh uh look at it" you stand up "it's flat that's what bebe said at the sleepover" "bebe wears a push up bra and bounces when she walks to make her tits jiggle" "yeah your right" " I always am" he gave you a smug grin and you punched him "ow" "sorry" you end up not getting the work done.

Tolkien

You were laying on Tolkien's chest "Tolkien I need money to get my ass done" "okay how much" "You're not gonna talk me out of it I thought you were gonna say like oh y/n your body's perfect" "I thought if I did that you would get mad at me" "I'm just joking" "oh okay" a couple weeks later he takes you to a luxurious clinic "oh okay you did your big one I see" "had to treat you nice babe" couple hours later you get your bbl and you walk out limping "you okay?" "Yeah just a little swelling" you try to sit in the car but it hurts a lot yeah this is gonna be a long car ride

Stan

"stanny wanny" "don't call me that ever again" "my bad" "yeah but what is it" "how would you think people would see me if I get a boob job" "they would probably see you as Kim Kardashian" "haha so funny" "but seriously Kenny will love it he will be all over you" "sounds like a win win to me" "ew gross" "oh shut up I didn't say anything when you were fuck-" "shut the fuck up" he said as he cut you off "ok ok damn don't have to get all pissy" "just go get the damn work done" "No I just take gummies it's less painful" "pussy" You slap him dead in his shit.

I know I didn't finish the rest for Stan but I got a hair appointment in the morning and it's 5 am I will finish once I get back I promise

Anyways quick note YOUR BODY IS BEAUTIFUL NO MATTER WHAT ANY LOW LIFE CUNT HAS TO SAY ABOUT IT😘💋 xoxo

#alexis 💕 #south park #craig tucker #stan marsh #eric cartman #tolkien black #south park x you #south park x y/n #south park x reader #craig tucker x reader #craig tucker x you #sp craig #stan marsh x reader #stan marsh x y/n #stan marsh x you #eric cartman x reader #eric cartman x y/n

[love-kurdt]

wip (what is poppin') wednesday

from chapter 2 of ntwdt >:) this fucking document is 37 pages long rn. to put that into perspective, the entirety of TIMT adds up to 37 pages. and i'm only on part 2 of 4. i think i've gone mad

“We’ve been here for, what,” I checked my watch, just to verify how long we’d been seated in the diner booth, “four and a half hours? And I still barely know anything about you!”

Matt chuckled. “Well, we’ve gotta finish the ten things about you, first!”

“Not my fault you keep distracting me.”

I could hear the grin spreading across his face as he teased, “I’m distracting, now, am I?”

“You are,” I admitted.

Matt narrowed his eyes and stroked his chin in feigned suspicion. “Interesting.”

“Okay,” I took a deep breath, pushing the conversation forward before I got too flustered and lost my train of thought once again. “So… Hawkins, Jonathan, D&D, books, my major, singing, alcohol, my father, Dustin–”

“Dustin doesn’t count,” Matt said.

“He does, too!” I insisted, letting a little bit of my inner child seep through the cracks.

“Fine,” Matt relented with a slight eye roll, “But only because I like you.”

Well, that was very forward of him. It wasn’t too out of pocket, given the fact that I’d literally made out with him not even ten minutes into knowing his name, but listening to a guy openly admitting his romantic feelings for me without any form of hesitation was something I had yet to get used to. I spent years hiding my own feelings, and Mike… fuck Mike. “I like you, too,” I heard myself say.

“… And that’s ten.”

“Wait really?” I shook my head in confusion. “What was ten?”

“That you’re into me.”

“Oh,” I said with a slight eye roll at my own stupidity, “Yeah. I guess that was ten things.”

“And that’s my number one. I like you,” he nudged my foot with his under the table with a smirk, “I have severe ADHD, I have a dog back home named Swayze— he’s a pomeranian. I’m a sophomore material studies major because I can’t make decisions to save my life. I have a passion for writing and have this dream of writing and illustrating my own stories someday–”

“Woah, wait, me too!” I interrupted, and Matt’s eyes lit up in surprise.

“Wait, you write as well?”

How to Explain The Status of Your Co-Writing Relationship with Your Ex-Best Friend Who You Were in Unrequited but Not Actually Unrequited Love With Without Mentioning His Name for Dummies would’ve been pretty useful right about now. “Well… no. I used to work on silly comic books with some of my old friends, but I only illustrated. Someone else did the writing.”

“Cool,” Matt nodded in approval.

“I have no idea what's gonna happen next. But, whatever it is, I... I think we should work together. I think it'll be easier if we're... we're a team. Friends. Best friends.”

“Cool.” 

“Cool.”

“So, uh—” Fuck, I hadn’t even realized I’d spaced out. “That was five, right?” Matt asked me, and I nodded, taking a sip of my Diet Coke. How long did I dissociate for? This hadn’t happened to me in months.

#byler #byler fanfic #byler fic #byler tumblr #mike wheeler #will byers #will x mike #mike x will #stranger things #stranger things fic #ntwdt2 #wip #wip wednesday

[blessyourhondahurley]

Suptober day 31 - This Bliss

A fluffy domestic day in the life of a happy, settled, married, post-hunter Dean Winchester and family.

Suptober prompt: Trick or Treat

(Read on AO3)

As the coffeemaker blurts out its last few brewing burbles, Dean snags the pot and pours himself a tall, fragrant cup. They've been experimenting with flavored blends recently, a project that Cas has gotten really into after Charlie sent him a gift basket of assorted coffees and teas for his “birthday” last month. Thanks to four decades of sludgy diner joe, Dean maintains pathologically low expectations for his morning cuppa, but he's finally comfortable enough in his masculinity to admit that the salted caramel spice variety they're drinking this week is fucking stellar, especially with a dash of cream. He adds that dash now, then shrugs and stirs in a little sugar as well. Why not treat himself?

There's a scuffle behind him, and he turns just in time to see Sam and Eileen stalking through the kitchen, arguing silently. He hasn't yet mastered the finer points of sign language, but somehow he catches “screwdriver”, “watermelon”, and “recycling bin” and decides not to inquire further. They disappear together through the door to the garage, still gesticulating furiously at each other.

Dean smiles at their backs and takes a seat at the kitchen table, He has another sip of his coffee and unlocks his phone. The villagers in his Animal Crossing town need his help with a fishing tournament today. He casts his line and waits.

“–en we'll ask Dean!!” is the only warning he gets before his kids burst into the room. Jack's in the lead, looking distressed. Claire is half a step behind, sporting the world-weary smirk she likes to wear like armor.

As soon as they're in front of him, they both start talking at once, and it's impossible to understand anything they're saying. Dean puts out his hands above the table, palms facing down, and lowers them slowly, a sign for calm down. Their voices trail off in perfect sync.

“Okay, let's try that again, only maybe this time actual communication can occur?” Dean points at his son. “Jacky, you go first.” Claire jolts, her mouth falling open like she wants to protest, but Dean turns his pointing finger upwards to indicate wait. “You'll get your turn, hon. I promise.”

“Claire says I'm too old to trick or treat tonight!” Jack says plaintively. “I'm only five!”

“Yeah but you look twenty-f–” his sister butts in.

Dean cuts her off with a barked “hey!” Mollified, she makes a zip-it gesture across her mouth, crosses her arms, and waits.

Jack continues. “Am I gonna get in trouble if I go out tonight? I don't want anyone to be mad at me! You and Dad said I could, though! My costume's all ready!!” He's giving the most puppiest of puppy-dog eyes, and as he finishes speaking his piece, a single perfect tear wells up and runs down his cheek.

Dean reaches for his son's hand and gives it a reassuring squeeze. “Claire-bear?” he prompts.

“I just don't wanna see the kid get his hopes up for nothing,” she says grimly. “He doesn't exactly look like your average first grader. People don't take too kindly to grown-ass men tryin' to scam them out of their Kit-Kats.”

“I get it,” Dean acknowledges, giving her a nod.

At this apparent confirmation of Claire's point, Jack looks like his heart is crumbling to bits in his chest.

“Hang on now, buddy,” Dean continues before the kid can work himself up to a full-blown meltdown. “Your sister's just looking out for you. But she hasn't spent as much time in Lebanon as we have, so she doesn't know that everybody's gonna be expecting you at their houses tonight. I saw Marta at the post office the other day and she said to tell you she's got a jumbo-size 3 Musketeers with your name on it.”

Jack is smiling so wide now it looks like his face is gonna split in half. Dean turns to Claire. “In fact,” he says, eyebrows raised, “I'm absolutely certain no one would mind in the least if Jack brought his big sister out with him this year. Whaddaya say, kiddo? You wanna scam some Kit-Kats with us tonight?”

His daughter likes to think she's a hard-ass, a firmly closed book, but Dean watches the emotions play across her face as she tries and fails to suppress her excitement at the prospect. She's still adjusting to peacetime, to post-hunter life. They all are. He and Cas like to grab every opportunity they can find to let their kids be kids for a change.

Claire is still struggling to find the words that will simultaneously convey both I don't give a shit about anything because I'm a stone cold bitch and yes please please please take me trick or treating tonight but Jack doesn't bother waiting. He grabs his sister's hand and starts tugging her down the hall, free-associating ideas for her costume as they go.

As their voices fade from his hearing, he gets up to freshen his cooling coffee. While he's at the pot, he reaches into the cupboard overhead and pulls out Cas's favorite mug, the sky-blue one with the cartoon bees all over it. He's just tipping a dollop of cream into each cup when his husband shuffles in, looking rumpled and delectable in his bathrobe and ratty slippers.

Dean presses the warm mug into his seeking hand and wraps an arm around his waist.

“Morning, sunshine,” he says with a soft smile. He nuzzles Cas's extravagant bedhead and breathes in the warm smell of the skin behind his husband's ear.

“Good morning, beloved,” comes the rumbled reply. “What were the kids talking about? They seemed agitated about something.”

“Claire's gonna come out with us tonight. Jacky's helping her figure out her costume.”

Cas takes a deep drink of his coffee and hums happily. “That's nice.”

“Mm-hmm. She's super excited about it, but she'd never admit that. Gotta keep up the tough cookie facade.”

“She reminds me of you at that age,” Cas says with a grin.

Dean snorts a laugh. “Yeah, I was a tightly-wrapped little basket case back then. Closet case, too, I guess. Took me a lotta years to become who I really am.”

Cas finishes off his coffee and sets his mug on the counter, freeing his hands to pull his husband close. “Indeed,” he rumbles as he starts to trail a line of kisses up Dean's neck. “You've matured into an exemplary father, a wonderful husband, and a magnificent man. And on that note...” Cas's morning stubble rubbing against the thin skin of his throat gives him the shivery tingles, like it always does.

“On that note?” Dean prompts, his voice breathy and tremulous.

“The children will be occupied with their costumes for the next hour or two,” Cas observes. His hands move down to gently cup his husband's ass. “I think you should take me back to bed.”

Dean flashes back for a moment on all of those basket-case years when he was too scared, too exhausted, too repressed, too busy expecting to die at any minute to bother dreaming about a happily ever after for his story. He never could have imagined anything this good, anyway. Safe in his home, warm with the knowledge that his family is nearby, he walks hand in hand with the love of his life back to their room.

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