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sketchy-rosewitch · 11 months

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Enantiodromia: Murph Connors x afab!gn!reader

Part 2

Warnings: age gap, weed, allusions to past abuse, mentions of foster care, juvy, homelessness (just assume that for the rest of these)

A/N: very shocked with how much a wrote. Also I almost forgot a gif again but I got it :3

Part 1

Masterlist

Taggies: @blurrymango @bosinclairz

You woke up in the early afternoon fully rested. The bed was so soft and comfortable you could stay there for hours, unfortunately you were hungry.

You slowly sit up in bed and twist your torso, then you get up and stretch your arms before making your way out of the room. The stairs start right next to your room so you turn and make your way down them and head towards the kitchen.

There’s a plate with a note on top sitting at island when you enter the kitchen. You grab it.

“Be back at 4:30. Made you some lunch.”

You look down at the sub placed on the plate and smirk at how loaded it is. Sitting down you eat it and think about what you’ll do for the next 4 hours. Honestly you thought about snooping around and honestly it seemed like the best option seeing as you couldn’t leave the house.

Not that you wanted to since without Connors would practically be a death sentence.

You finish your food and throw out the plate then begin your scavenging.

You try the kitchen first, not finding much, even in the junk drawers there was only old grocery lists and expired coupons. You sigh and move into the living room. There’s a wall gallery of his family, he stands out, not having a wife or kids in any of them. You shrug it off and move to his book shelf looking at the different titles, nothing peaks your interest enough.

Except a photo. It’s of Murph and a woman kissing, she has beautiful red hair. You raise a brow and smirk. No wife, sure as hell had a girlfriend though.

You pull the photo out of the frame and hold onto it, definitely thinking about bothering him about it later.

The living room leads to a back porch. You don’t take much time to look at it but you see a large pool, hot tub, and a grill. Also plenty of lounge chairs.

You keep the pool in the back of your head and make your way back through the downstairs, the dining room doesn’t have much either and neither does the laundry room. They’re both practically blank compared to the other well decorated rooms in the house.

The stairs don’t even creak as you walk up them. You hum a bit and look at the artwork hanging on the wall. They’re all of forests and oceans. Something that honestly looks like it belonged in a fantasy world.

The game room seems to completely change the aesthetic of any other part of the house. It’s teen boy like, neon lights, video games, the love seat is even a futon for Christ’s sake! The only thing that is missing is that disgusting odor that you personally don’t miss from being at different home’s.

Murph had every type of game you could think of, from racing games to shooter games to fantasy games. He really didn’t discriminate. You found Mortal Kombat: Deception and really wanted to play that. So along with the few other things you had on your list you kept that in mind too.

The pool table wasn’t anything special as you didn’t know how to play, you’d probably force Murph to teach you at some point like how you were about to do with everything else you’ve so far found out.

Looking in the closet by the pool table you see lots of blankets and towels. He really must have guests come over often. You laugh to yourself.

Yeah right.

There’s a room next to Murph’s but it’s empty, save for a bed that’s in the middle and a small dresser. It wasn’t as decorated as your room but you don’t care, you’d probably get jealous if it had the same amount of effort put into it as yours.

A few hours has past already and you were onto Murph’s room. Was it a bad idea to violate his privacy? Yeah. Do you care? No.

You twist the handle, opening the master bedroom door.

The room has little color compared to the other rooms, yet is still very decorated. It has charcoal walls and a white ceiling, all of the paintings are on a greyscale.

Murph’s bed is made neatly you almost laugh because you never even thought about making your bed.

Murph doesn’t have much on his dresser or side tables, it’s in them where you wanna start teasing him.

Small baggies of weed sit behind a bunch of socks. You take it out.

“Got any grabba? Rolling papers? Come on Murph!” You scowl and shut the drawer, moving onto his bedside tables.

You find rolling papers next to a bong and bowl and smirk pulling all of them out.

Moving to the other end table drawers you rummage and let out a small gasp finding a fleshlight, cock ring, and a regular vibrator in the drawer. Quickly you shut it and a shiver runs up your spine.

You move to his closet, it’s a walk in and you’re entranced by the size of it.

Murph Connors seemed to be a lot of things to you, a slob was not one of them. His clothes were well organized, shirts on one side, jeans on the other, his pajamas are in his dresser. The closet smells of the same cologne that lingers in his truck, luckily it doesn’t leave the closet or else you’d be in a sneezing fit. You sniffle and look through his clothes wondering what you could wear today.

You grab a tank top and flannel from his collection went back into the bedroom to look for accessories, he had a few bracelets and watches, you grab a few bracelets and two necklaces he had then head back into your room with the bowl and weed.

You take off your pajamas and slip on your jeans from yesterday, the tank top and flannel.

Downstairs the front door clicks and slides open. You grab the weed and bowl before making your way down the stairs to greet Murph.

“You know you don’t have to hide this shit. It’s legal.” You raise the baggie in the air.

“The hell are you doin’ goin’ through my stuff?” Murph asks, he huffs at your outfit, you twirl a bit.

“Got bored.”

“That’s why you’re wearing my clothes too?” The older man sighs and walks past you, making his way into the kitchen to get a bottle of water.

“Nah I’m wearing your clothes cause I don’t wanna get noticed. Quinn will probably have people out trying to find me by now. They know what I was wearing when I left last night, so I had to dig through your stuff if we were going to go clothes shopping.” You explain, Murph gulps down his water then walks over to you and grabs the baggie and bowl from your hand.

“Off limits.” Murph says, walking back towards the foyer. “I’m getting changed, then we’re heading to the store!” He yells. You make an offended noise and cross your arms waiting for Murph.

He comes down, this time now wearing a hat, instead there’s one in his hand, his truck keys in his other. He puts the cap on your head and lays it.

“I’m assuming you don’t wanna wear a hoodie since it’s hot as balls out, but you need something to cover your head kid.” Murph explains, you adjust the cap and nod then you two are out the door.

“So what’s my limit?”

“Don’t have one.”

You frown and look at Murph, his hands are in his pockets and he’s leaning over, looking at the clothes you’re picking out. “There’s gotta be a limit man. Or I won’t get shopping done cause I’ll be worried that I’m spending too much.”

Murph hums, backing up a bit and thinks, you continue looking at shirts and shove them into your cart.

“Two hundred.”

“TWO HUNDRED?!” You look at the older man like he’s crazy.

“Well if you wanna get stuff you like I’d assume it’d be more expensive.”

You scoff. “Dude I’ve never been shopping in my life! I don’t know anything about what I want man.”

You walk into another isle of clearance clothes.

“I mean I could help.”

You snort and look the man up and down. “Yeah right, not when you’re still dressed like the junior’s department at a skate shop you’re not. I may not know what I want. But I do know what I don’t want and it’s a Thrasher crew neck.” You tease, sliding clothes across the rack.

“I’ll take your budget away and then you’ll be stuck wearing whatever I want you to.” Murph grumbles. You aren’t looking at him but you wag your finger and look at the tank top you picked out with your other hand.

“Little bit sexual there Mr. Connors.” You remark. You set the tank top in the cart and grab a short sleeve button up, you look at it and shrug, dropping that too in the cart. “Never thought I’d be clothes shopping in my life.”

“Why’s that?” Murph asks.

“Ya know, foster care, juvy, homeless, recent events. I never really got a chance to do things like this. Didn’t have the money or people who cared enough for me.” You explain. “I just kinda wore whatever anyone had for me in my size. Didn’t matter if it matched or not as long as I had something on me.” A graphic tee goes into your cart. “I don’t know it’s nice. I don’t get much freedom but something like this. It feels good.” You smile sadly.

“Well, I think after this is over a lot more opportunities will come up for you. You’ll have a lot more than clothes shopping to look forward to.” Murph also begins looking through the clothes as if he’s interested, you know he isn’t.

“You really think O’Brien ain’t throwing me in jail after this is all over? I mean you said last night I was practically just evidence.” You toss another shirt in the cart.

“I said you were our only witness.” He corrects, this time he’s pulling out stuff you already looked at. “Shouldn’t have interpreted it that way. You aren’t just some pawn we’re gonna use and throw away after we’re done. I promised I’d help you back on your feet and I’m goin to. I wouldn’t have taken you to do this if I didn’t want to agree to our deal.” He runs his hand through his greying hair and looks down at you. “Gonna make sure you got a good life aight?”

You realize you had stopped looking at clothes and were staring at the man in front of you. Something in your chest panged. You ignore it and instead nod your head at him.

“Okay.” You whisper.

It doesn’t take long for you to shove more clothes into your cart and head over to the dressing rooms.

Your heart rate picks up thinking about how in the movies they always had those cheesy montages and now you finally got to do something similar.

“Help me.”

You picked out almost too many clothes and needed them organized.

Six pairs of jeans

Seven tank tops

Four crew necks

Three button ups

Five graphic tees

Three pairs of pajamas

Two jackets

Your cart held a bunch of accessories such as belts, necklaces, bracelets, earrings and different types of hats. You also had underwear and socks in there too, and very over priced deodorant, hair brush and a toothbrush.

Murph sits down in a chair outside the dressing room and you smile giddily shutting the door.

You grab one of your three turtleneck tanks and slide it on, then a pair of jeans. You smile and open the dressing room door.

“I don’t even look like myself! Imagine with all my accessories! Oh my god this is like the best day ever!”

“Glad you’re likin’ it so much. Look good.”

“And this isn’t even the complete fit my man!” Both of you let out a laugh and you go back into your dressing room and try on the rest of your clothes. Afterwards you set out to the show section and grab a few pairs you like, then head up to the register.

“Dad and kid day?” The cashier asks as she begins to scan items.

“More like sugar daddy and baby day.”

Murph pinches your side causing you to yelp.

“They’re just joking.” Murph side eyes you. You stick your tongue out and the cashier lets out a small fake laugh continuing to scan your clothes.

“201.56.”

Murph pays and you two grab your bags and head to his truck.

“I’ll get you that 1.56 when I get my job.”

Murph shakes his head and smiles at you. “You are ridiculous. You know that? I’m not asking to be be paid back. I don’t want to be.”

He unlocks the truck and you two toss the bags in the back.

“I’m makin’ burgers when we get back.”

You gasp and look over at Murph. “Can you make them on the grill?! I noticed you had one and I’ve never had grilled burgers before!”

“Whatever you want I’ll be sure to provide.”

You look at the pool water and groan. “Can’t believe I forgot about a swimsuit!”

Murph chuckles from his spot at the grill. You slide off your worn out sneakers and jeans.

“What are you doing?” Murph sounds flustered but you honestly can’t tell with the way the sun is setting behind the house.

“Swimming anyways!”

You take a few steps back before running and jumping into the water. Coolness immediately takes over your skin and you come back up to the surface.

“I haven’t been in a pool in forever! Holy shit this is amazing.”

“Glad you like it, doesn’t really get used as often as I’d like it to, only cause I’m at work.” Murph explains, you dive under and back up then float on your back.

“It’ll get used all the time since I’m here! I’ll go fucking skinny dipping for all I care!” You shout flapping your arms around.

“Yeah? You gonna use my hot tub too? Shit hasn’t been used since the last party I had.”

“You are your girlfriend don’t use it?” You ask, Murph furrows his brows at you and sets two of the four burgers he was making on a plate.

“Girlfriend?”

You nod and make your way to your jeans, grabbing the photo from your pocket. You walk in the close by the grill. He bends down and squints his eyes. Something crosses his face that resembles Kennedy slowly getting pissed, you flinch when Murph snatches the photo from you.

“Stop goin’ through my shit. For your sake and mine.”

His entire demeanor changes, swim to the closest latter and wring out your tank top. “You gonna tell me who she is.” Your tone changes too. He looks over at you, instead of him being pissed there’s a sad glassy look in his eyes.

“Ex wife. Guess I didn’t get rid of everything.” Murph crumples the photo up and tosses it close to the charcoal watching it burn.

“What happened?”

“You really enjoy getting into people’s business don’t you?”

You can’t tell his tone of voice at all.

“Just trying to see what I’m working with.” You shrug and lay back in one of the lounge chairs.

“You’re working with a cop in the mcu who is divorced cause his wife didn’t wanna have kids. I like cooking too.” Murph plates your burgers.

“Well see! If you tell me stuff then I won’t have to go through your stuff.”

“Just eat your food.” Murph hands you your plate and puts the condiments on the end table between the two lounge chairs.

Murph comes back with his burgers and the two of you eat.

You let out an exaggerated moan. “Murph! It is so fucking good you like cooking man. Cause you’re great at it! I can’t cook for shit! I don’t think I’ll ever go back to fast food with your skills!”

He laughs and shakes his head. “Thanks. But sometimes I do get lazy and order out myself. Can’t promise I’ll cook on those days.”

“Fine, I’ll go back to fast food on those days only. Oh, you got something.” You point on your face where the ketchup on his face would be. He somehow misses it. “No, no.” You laugh as is spreads more. You take your own napkin and wipe it off. “How are you living alone man.” You chuckle.

“I manage.”

The sky turns dark over the next half hour and it gets cold, you take Murph’s flannel and put it on then go sit by the pools edge. Only the porch light is on but it doesn’t take away from the stars in the sky.

“Glad you live away from the city. I mean I do like the city lights but nothing beats this.” You point up. Murph hums in agreement coming to sit next to you. The pool likes illuminate his skin, you look at his beard and smirk.

“Never seen a guy with a beard like yours.”

“You like it.” He smirks and rubs it with his hand.

“Yeah, it’s a little goofy, but it suits you.”

He nudges you playfully.

The two of you stay like that throughout some of the night. Playfully bantering and getting to know one another more and more. Murph called it quits around two in the morning. He told you he had to be up early for work. He’d be back by eight though.

You gathered up your belongings and the two of you made your way inside saying goodnight to each other before each of you shut your bedroom doors clocking out for the night

#murph connors x reader #house of wax #bo sinclair #murph connors

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menacingmetal · 3 months

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tagged by @nowandthane to play a get to know you game thank you for tagging meeeee 🥹

no pressure taggys: @happyhumannoises2 @faradayys (sorry I keep tagging you on every social media LOL)

Three ships

Last song

Last film

Currently reading

Currently craving

Three ships: normally id rant your ear off about ships but right now i'm not super crazy about any right now... Ive been seeing and rb some gorgeous shakarian and minthara x tav art though! also I've been rotating my oc otp troubleshooting space duo in my head a lot recently so I commissioned 2 ppl to make art of them >-< and I also gotta finish a drawing of them too, Im stuck at the lineart stage :3

Last song: Heavy Metal Lover by Lady Gaga

Last film: Saltburn LOL... I recommend it its pretty good. Also awkward but fun to watch with friends lol

Currently reading: Oops I haven't read a physical book in a while, all I read is fanfic nowadays, that said I need to catch up on Eternal Lids Apart, an amazing series on ao3 about a batarian and human that itches my need for more alien x human mass effect content ❤️

Currently craving: gfs chocolate bday cake thats in the fridge lol

#tag games

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woodrocko · 8 months

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damn I like the plot and the characters 😭😭😭

Bfdi 1a: Take the plunge

bfdi 4: Sweet Tooth

bfdi 20: gardening hero

bfdia 3: zoogy boogey doog

bfdia 5a: get in the van

bfdia 5b: (that one game)

idfb 1: Welcome Back

bfb 12: DO YOU LIKE ROLEPLAY 👹

bfb 14: don’t dig straight down

bfb 22: Who stole donut’s diary

bfb 28: back from beginning

bfb 30: back from beginning

tpot 1: you rinow those buttons don’t do anything, right?

tpot 4: gardening zero

tpot 7: the seven wonder of goiky

Contestants:

pillow

blackhole

pie

tree

bottle

liy

pen

remote

flower

pencil

match

Fanny

lightning

snowball

bubble

ruby

eraser

bell

fries

puffball

yellow face

marker

stapy

foldy

robot flower

golfball

tennis ball

basketball

8-ball

blocky

grassy

lollipop

saw

gaty

dora

teardrop

book

ice cube

taco

roboty

woody

balloony

rocky

cloudy

nickel

leafy

david

gelatin

donut

barf bag

bracelety

naily

Bomby

firey Jr.

spongey

loser

cake

eggy

coiny

firey

clock

needle

winner

taggy

Teams:

The squishy cherries

the squashy grapes

death P.A.C.T

beep

bleh

team ice cube

the losers

a better name than that

free food

iance

are you okay

just not

the S!

death P.A.C.T

the strongest team on earth

team8s

hosts:

Announcer

x (for a few eps)

donut (for a few eps)

co-hosts:

purple face (co-co-host)

seasons:

bfdi

bfdia

idfb

bfb

tpot

aAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

#bfb flower #bfb #gelatin #gelatin bfb #im sorry guys #i cant #do this #oh my god #im in pain #im not okay #holy #why #why am i like this #woah #my back hates me #aaaaaa #aaaaaaaa #aaaaaaaaaaaa #aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

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corrieguards · 9 months

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WIP WEDNESDAY

Rolling in a little late but tysm for the tags @wings-and-beskar and @book-of-baba-fett 🩵🩵

This snippet is from a Cody x reader smut wip that i woke up at 3am last night to scribble down (which explains the incoherence) I'm thinking of adding it on as a part 4 to the 'Outrank You' series?? Not sure yet, might just end up being a one shot.

smut under the cut!! +18

He taps your ass, his other hand tugging gently at you hip “Turn over meshla”

You whine a little, but with his help sluggishly turn over anyway, twisting to flop onto your back.

Cody leans back onto his heels, a corner of his mouth quirking up into a soft smirk as he takes you in, splayed across the bed for him. He smoothes a callused hand up your hip, shiver running down your spine at the feel of his skin on yours.

“You doing okay?”

You hum distractedly in response, eyes still closed and he huffs out a laugh, murmering softly

"Hey" he squeezes your thigh "Open your eyes for me?”

You huff in mock annoyance, muttering a quiet “So bossy” but blearily blink your eyes open. Any annoyance you might have felt is immediatly thrown out the window as you're greeted with the sight of Cody, cocking his head and smiling down at you fondly.

Gods he’s handsome.

“You doing okay there baby?” he repeats, a slight smugness creeping into his voice. You hum again, lazily grinding your hips into his. He chuckles, crowding over you to tenderly cup your jaw, thumb swiping softly over your cheekbone.

“Gone a little cockdumb, huh pretty girl?”

Open taggies for anyone who hasn't shared yet!! Please tag me if you do, i really do wanna read it <3e

#wip wednesday #tag games

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we-are-team8s · 1 year

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Let me tell you how Thanksgiving in my BFB Sims AU went....

This post has LOTS of pictures, so I put them under the cut!

Pencil was blowing kisses to everybody and Bubble caught it

Pencil does not like that she caught it

Taggy's heart breaks (don't know who did it) while Needle and Donut discuss fitness

No idea what flower is thinking but she is a mood

X breaks into Teardrop's bedroom to play video games while Lollipop dissociates

Ruby watches Coiny dance on the patio

Nine pulls a karaoke machine out of thin air and starts performing.... Outside. Everyone else is inside except for Ruby and Coiny who are being themselves on the patio

Firey, Leafy, and Taggy decide to decorate the house

Four sneaks around in a swimsuit, bigfoot style, while Taco watches

Book is actually eating like a normal thanksgiving person--while reading another book of course

Pencil brought this dish

I think Match is mad this sphere of destiny is only normal quality

A random neighborhood kid (who I aptly named Flaxy) asks Firey for help with her homework

Donut decides to be wholesome by doing the dishes

Teardrop becomes a fairy

Saw is just confused

WHO CUTS TURKEY LIKE THAT

Book starts a book club

Four thinks no one can hear him singing outside but Coiny knows

More people dance on the patio while Needy sits with a sketchbook

Donut discovers a soccer ball

Most everyone leaves by morning, except Donut, who decides to play soccer with Nine, and Lollipop, who accompanies Teardrop in the hot tub.

Not everyone showed up, but Teardrop still hosted a pretty gnarly rad tubular thanksgiving party in my opinion. I love this AU. I hope y'all do to! I hope everyone reading this has had a great time, and Happy Holidays!

#bfb #tpot #bfdi #bfb sims au #the sims 3 #Teardrop #Lollipop #Pencil #Leafy #Match #Bubble #Ruby #Flower #Coiny #Donut #Taco #Book #Four #X #Nine #9 #Firey #Needle #Taggy #Price Tag #Saw #Gaty

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cheshire-castle-library · 1 year

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READING UPDATE TAG

Tagged by @notetaeker!! Thank's for thinking of me Q.Q <3

I'm one of those "samples a ton of books and never finishes squat" kind of readers so I definitely need the motivation x')

list of books i want to read/finish reading before the new year !

Committed to finish:

Magical Girl book my fellow Wrimo wrote that is excellent i hope they publish it one day yall would love this thing omg!!!

Stardust by Neil Gaiman (technically a re-read since this was my bedtime story since my parent's knew i was on the way)

Want to finish but will not manage in 26 days:

The Sword of Destiny by Andrzej Sapkowski

The Lightning Thief by Rick Riordan (10 year re-read)

The Two Towers by JRR Tolkien

Overlord Vol. 1 by Kugane Maruyama

The Greatest Demon Lord Is Reborn as a Typical Nobody Vol.1 by Myojin Katou

The Genius Princes Guide to Raising a Nation Out of Debt Vol. 1 by Toru Toba

Ender's Game by Orson Scott Card (technically 3rd read since my parents and i read it together in middle school, and then i re-read it before the movie came out)

Alright taggy time!! (No pressure, just if you want to!!) @jaewul @twilightexorcist @litriu @literallyheretorotaway @josis-teacup @sleepanon @pyr0cue @shhhitscoffeetime @commsofficerdougeiffel @lantern-hill @redstar-winterorbit and whoever sees this and wants to do it!! Please tag me back I wanna see what yall like to read!

#my big mouth #friend stuff #tag game #cheshire castle log #books #reading list #neil gaiman #stardust #the witcher #rick riordan #the lightning thief #tolkein #light novels #ender's game #idk man i just like the feeling of books and then i get anxiety and stop reading/listening #audio books

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vampirebutterflies · 1 year

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taggied by @not-nervous-jester kissu ( ˘ ³˘)💕

Last song: I got halfway through I wanna dance with you by royel otis before my phone died so technically last Full Song was demon by blake rose

Three ships: Ed x Stede, oluwande x jim, and will solace x nico di angelo

First ever ship: god. percabeth maybe ??? Actually probably lief and jasmine from deltora quest if we wanna go waaaay back. Now I’ve got old memories of self insert fanfics I’d make up in my head as a kid after reading the books and then watching the anime

yes I’d ship my self insert with both lief and jasmine And a more grown up version of self insert to ship with barda. Barda was my absolute favourite because anime lief and jasmine could get hell annoying and also homeboy was known as barda the bear so uhhhh jesus fucking christ let’s move on

Currently reading: unfortunately I am Jared 19 and never learned how to read 😌 I got partway through song of achilles a few months ago does that count

Currently watching: no current series i don’t think?? am mindlessly watching the hairy bikers with my parents. I would do anything for Dave and Si I love them so much. Silly lovely fun uncle energy. They’re making Thai spring rolls with teeny tiny shrimp right now

Currently consuming: woter because I’m a dehydrated little bug

Last movie: knives out I think?

Currently craving: mixed berry sorbet (I’m making some tomorrow), painkillers (taken some just waiting for them to kick in) and a three hour hug

Don’t have enough spoons to tag nine people per the rules so @blakbonnet @blackbeardskneebrace @chupacactus @gremlin-soup also anyone else who sees this and wants to play mwah <3

#sorry to potentially one-up ur weird kid story jams lshfldbffk #tag game #mercury moments

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peebeexd · 2 years

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I have a personal hc of trans lesbian gb x he/she genderfluid lesbian tb- my brain really decided to sit on that

oh nice! i'm not a tb x gb shipper, but i like this hc a lot! i also hc tb to be genderfluid lol

i have a few hc on other characters sexualities and gender aswell! but i cant remember if i shared any them or not...... i'm going to just say i havent and share them because why not

(no character is in any particular order, these characters are just the ones i have headcannons for)

(sexuality, gender - pronouns (writing each pronoun seperately bc thats easier lol) )

Puffball - lesbian, transmasc - they/them, it/its Fries - gay, male (cis) - he/him Gelatin - gay, transmasc - he/him, they/them, jell/jello Donut - gay, male (trans) - he/him Barf Bag - pan, transmasc - she/her, they/them Taggy - lesbian, transmasc - they/them Pencil - lesbian, female (cis) - she/her, they/them Match - lesbian, female (trans) - she/her, they/them Profily - gay, transfem - they/them Tennis Ball - pan, genderfluid - he/him, they/them Ruby - lesbian, transfem - she/her, they/them, gem/stone Pen - gay, transfem - he/him, they/them Book - bi, female (trans) - she/her Basket Ball - pan, female (cis) - she/her Eraser - gay, male (cis) - he/him Four - gay, agender - they/them X - gay, agender - they/them, he/him Two - gay, agender - they/them, she/her

thats all the characters i have made hc for their sexuality, gender and pronouns at the moment! i'll make another post when i make more of these hc or if i change any of the ones i've already mentioned lol

thanks anon for sharing your hc!! if anyone else has any headcannons, feel free to share :D

#bfdi #bfb #tpot #headcannons #bfdi headcannons #im not tagging all of the characters lol #asks #zooby rambles

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socialwriter · 4 years

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Could I please get a reader x dad!jj fic? I’m so soft for dad!jj🥺🥺

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My ovaries? exploded.

Ever since you had found out you were pregnant with your second kid, your two year old son Justin had grown extremely protective of you. Sitting in your lap at all times, hugging your barely there baby bump, and standing in front of you to protect you from anything and everything. You thought it was adorable, and JJ did too. That is until Justin started thinking that he needed to protect you from JJ too. Anytime the two of you got near one another, especially if he wasn’t in the middle, Justin would either throw a fit or try to push your husband back. Currently, the three of you were watching ‘The Jungle Book’ in your bedroom. You and JJ were laying next to each other, while Justin was on your lap, cuddling your stomach. Everything was quiet and peaceful, that is until JJ decided to grab your hand and intertwine your fingers together.

“Daddy no!” Justin screeched, standing up and pulling JJ’s hand away from yours immediately. You have to bite your lip to keep from laughing, but you can’t help but let out a giggle when you see the dumbfounded look on JJ’s face.

“What's the matter little man?” JJ questions, pulling your son into his own lap.

“Daddy, mommy has a baby in her belly. You have to be gentle, like this,” Justin brings his hand up right in front of JJ’s face, showing him before gingerly placing his hand on top of your outstretched hand. “You don’t hurt mommy like this.”

“Ahh, I see,” JJ says, making a face like he’s thinking deeply about what Justin had just said.

“Would you like me to show you how daddy?” JJ nods in response, so Justin takes one of JJ’s hands in both of his, lightly placing it on top of yours. “Better!”

You giggle, leaning over and pressing a kiss to Justin’s cheek. “My knight in shining armor.”

He nods earnestly, a grin plastered on his face. A couple of hours later, JJ walks into your bedroom, and closes the door as quietly as possible. “He go down for his nap alright?”

JJ nods, crawling over to you in bed. “Since I couldn’t do this earlier…” He presses a rough but passionate kiss to your lips, hungry for all the attention he was deprived of while your son was awake. Eventually you both pull away, panting for air as JJ starts trailing slow, sweet kisses down your neck.

You push him away for a second, a thought coming to your mind. “Hey, you gotta be gentle with me. I’m having a baby mister.”

JJ scoffs at your words, pulling you closer. “Oh, I’ll show you gentle.”

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donutloverxo · 4 years

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About the hoe thoughts thing, how about some kinky BDSM stuff with Andy where the reader is handcuffed and and blindfolded and... just, take that where you want to. *blushes*

Thanks for the request cutie❤ Andy Barber x reader, 557 words, smut bondage blindfolds and orgasm denial ahead

Masterlist

“What’s this?” Andy asked as you hummed nonchalantly looking over your shoulder, your eyes popped out of your head as you saw him going through your fifty shades books. “You like these kinds of books?” You couldn’t exactly tell if he was disgusted by it or otherwise. “Well yeah...”

Before you knew it he carried you over to your bed, he tied your hands together with his belt, you didn’t really have handcuffs handy so you had to improvise, the leather delicious biting into your skin, only made the whole situation scarier and more exciting. “Andy?” You called out for him. He was digging for something in the closet. “Found it!” He exclaimed climbing the bed and crawling over you. You gulped as you saw him holding the eye mask you sleep with, your eyes always so sensitive to light.

“Hey” You looked into his eyes, his pupils blown wide as he licked his plump rosy lips “Do you trust me?” He asked. You nodded your head without even thinking about it. You trusted him more than you trusted yourself, you’d give him your life if he asked for it. He slid the eye mask over your eyes, blinding you.

Your breathe hitched as you felt him trail kisses down your neck, slipping his tongue in your mouth before moving down to suck and love on your nipples. You sighed as he swirled his tongue around a nub, his fingers slipped into your cunt, his touch light and teasing.

Without your vision you felt as if all your other senses were heightened. You could smell your arousal, his mouth and fingers wreaking havoc on you as you couldn’t help but blush at the noises he made sucking marks all over your breasts. He released your nipple with a pop and he pushed your legs apart with his broad shoulders.

You purred at the scratch of his bread against your thigh as he kissed you all over, but not where you needed him the most. “Andy please I need you” You whimpered.

“Don’t worry baby. I gotchu” He said diving into your cunt, swiping his tongue up to your clit, wrapping his mouth around it so he could give it a few harsh sucks. He had to press on your stomach to stop you from squirming, always making his job so hard for him. He released your clit, pushing his tongue inside your channel fucking you with it. He could feel how you were almost there, with you thrashing above him, the way your cunt was clenching around his tongue. But he wouldn’t let you, not yet. “We need to decide what you’re going to call me” He declared removing his mouth from your cunt, feeling just a little bit bad at your clear unhappiness because of your ruined orgasm.

“Seriously?! Now?” You huffed trying to pull him back him to finish what he started.

“How about sir? That’s too formal” He chuckled “Master? No?” He chuckled again as you tried to kick him. “don’t worry honey you know I’ll always take care of you” He flipped you onto your stomach, spreading your cheeks to get a good look at your slick coated holes. “I’m gonna fill you up” he groaned pushing into your weeping channel “make you feel so good, you won’t ever need that book again”

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alri-xo · 4 years

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Quarantine: We Could Happen (ScottxDeaf!Reader)

A/N: Hellooooo... HoW yoU dOinNN'? So basically I decided to make this based off a Deaf!Michael Clifford Fanfic I read maybe about 3 years ago and like I fell in love with it and stuff and now, im writing one... This will be the LAST addition to the Quarantine series (Masterlist on my blog description). Thanks @witchymegg for supporting this idea. Sign Language parts will be italicized. Oh, and please click on this link for the inspo of this fic.

Pairing: Scott Lang (Ant Man) x Deaf!Reader

Warnings: None

Normal POV

"Okay, y/n... We are gonna do a few more modifications on your device tomorrow..." Tony said handing you your sign-to-speech device.

"Thanks, Mr. Stark... Will be back here before further notice..." the robotic voice from your device responded as it kept up with your signing. You were so used to sign language that despite this tech that is made for you, old habits die hard.

You were basically born deaf. You always had a hard time to fit in and defend yourself. But with the rest of your senses heightened, you were basically one of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s best agents, making you go on missions everywhere. Because of the Avengers, you didn't see your deafness as a disability and you saw it more as a blessing.

That's how you met Scott. He was called in for a mission with you. He didn't know you're deaf because you were ignoring him. But as time flew by and thanks to your device, you communicated with a bit more ease and a tablet to write on for Scott.

You wore the device like a headband as you walked off to your room. You stepped into the elevator and pressed the button to your floor. Just as the doors were about to close when a hand stopped them. Scott walked in giving you a small smile.

Hey, y/n

He signed thinking if what he did was correct. You beamed a smile, which he loves despite barely any sound coming out of your mouth.

Hey, Scott... Nice to see you...

He gave a small nod as the elevator stopped at your floor. You signed goodbye as you walked off too soon to see he signed take care.

After the small exchange of hello's in the elevator, Scott realized a couple of things. One, he forgot the tablet Tony gave him for him to talk to you and two, he knows that you hang out with him a lot, and in those times he found things that you have yet to know.

He frankly thinks you're not ready for it as he saw you as someone independent despite your condition and with the years of bullying and discrimination, it may be hard for you to accept him as someone more than a friend.

It took him days to surprise you. Quarantine gave him ample time to think about his plan. He wanted to do this alone so it could be intimate and it wouldn't be too overwhelming for you. He knows you're deaf but he knows you can sense things especially when people are being shady.

💓

You were at your room reading a book and smiling to yourself as you reached Chapter 3 when the prince reveals himself to the young maiden.

Another thing about you is that you can sense vibrations and energy on the floor and the walls with ease. You sensed someone walking towards your room. The footsteps getting more obvious as it came to a halt on your door.

You approached the door and opened it to see Scott looking at you nervously.

"Hi, y/n... Are you busy right now?" He wrote on the tablet and showed it to you...

"I'm not busy, Scott... My book can wait..." the voice from your device synced with your sign language.

Scott gestured for him to come in and you oblige. To you he looked a little more nervous than his usual self. You figured if he was hiding something from you. But you figured that's something for a different time.

He sat down on the chair in your room as he connected to the speaker. You cocked an eyebrow as he knew of your condition but decided to put on some music.

He froze a little as he realized what he just did. He went on to doing it anyways, sparking the curiosity in you.

He settled himself down on the chair as you saw his hands pat on his lap before he starts to do something.

I'll hold the door

Please come in

And just sit here for a while

This is my way of telling you

I need you in my life

He signed the lyrics of the song, by the looks of it. You felt a blush creep on your cheeks as you watched him.

It's so cold

Without your touch

I've been dreaming way too much

Can we just turn this into reality?

He didn't care if he looked dumb trying to keep up with the lyrics or forgetting a few signs. You didn't care either. You watched him attentively as his green eyes bore into yours occasionally. You buried your face in your hands all flustered with his actions.

'Cause I've been thinking 'bout you lately

Maybe, you could save me from this

Crazy world we live in

And I know we could happen

'Cause you know that I've been feeling you

On the next verse, he picked you up and held your hand and placed a hand on your waist and started to dance you around. He heard you giggle as he danced you around your room.

You leaned on his chest as he continued to dance you around, holding you close this time. You looked at each other occasionally, smiling brightly as you became all goofy as the song continued.

"So... You like me huh, Scott?" The device asked as you attempted to sign with your hands still wrapped around him.

He gave you a thumb's up and cocked his eyebrows, smiling lightly. You looked at him for a moment longer, and you leaned in to kiss his cheek.

I like you too, Scotty...

A/N: I really hope you enjoyed reading this fic and Im sorry if it's pretty cheesy but im all about cheesy things and yeah. Stay safe

-Alri

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littleshechan · 5 years

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Taggy Thingy ~ This or that, aesthetics mode?

Honey and lemon or milk and sugar - musicals or plays - lemonade or iced tea - strawberries or raspberries - winter or summer - beaches or forests - diners or cafés - unicorns or dragons - gemstones or crystals - hummingbirds or owls - fireworks or sparklers - brunch or happy hour - sweet or sour - Rome or Amsterdam - classic or modern art - sushi or ramen- sun or moon - polka dots or stripes - macaroons or croissants - glitter or matte - Degas or Seurat - aquariums or planetariums (I'd love to go to one again) - road trip or camping trip (not that I plan on ever going on one again x. X)- colouring books or watercolour - fairy lights or candles.

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sillesworldofwriting · 6 years

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Sick As A Dog

Title: Sick As A Dog

AO3

Chapter No./One-Shot/ Drabble: One-Shot

Words: 1020

Challenge: K’s Follower Challenge

Prompt: Being taken care of

Pairing: Jensen x Reader

Warnings: fluff

Author’s Note: My entry for @just-another-winchester 200 Follower Challenge! Thanks to @tngrayson for beta reading!

You groaned as you heard your phone ring. Why was someone calling you now of all times? You didn’t even have the energy to open your eyes properly, how were you supposed to accept the call? You phone was laying on the bedside table which, was too far away.

The ringing stopped after a while and you breathed a sigh of relief. Hopefully the person got the hint and wouldn’t try again. You were disappointed a few moments later as “Carry On My Wayward Son” was played anew.

“God damn it,” you cursed, heaving yourself up and turning around to grab your phone. Seeing who was calling made you groan again.

The caller ID said Jensen and you knew that your boyfriend would be worried if you didn’t answer your phone for the second time. He was a worry wart like that.

But you also knew that he would immediately see that you were as sick as a dog which would make him worry too. You didn’t know which option was worse at the moment.

Sucking it up, you answered the call and pressed the phone to your ear.

“Hey, honey,” you said with a sick voice that made you wince in your mind. Yep, he was definitely going to notice.

“Y/N, hey,” Jensen greeted you, the concern already present in his tone. “Is something wrong? You don’t sound so good.”

Sighing, you rubbed at the bridge of your nose. There was no use in lying to him, you had to tell him the truth.

“I’ve got a cold. Nothing serious,” you explained, willing him to accept it and trying to suppress a cough at the same time.

“Are you sure?” he inquired. You could see his frown in your mind and had to smile a bit. Always such a mother hen. That’s why it was better not to tell him that you also had a fever and that your whole body hurt. You would take care of yourself. He deserved this long weekend off with his friends.

“I’m sure. I’m going to be much better by the time you’re back from skiing,” you reassured him.

“If you say so,” he said, still hesitant but finally launching into a story about Jared and his mishap.

A few minutes later you hung up the phone but not without Jensen asking you one last time if you really were okay, to which you explained again that everything was fine and that he should enjoy his time away.

Sighing, you laid your phone back onto the bed side table, debating if you should get up and make yourself something to eat. The kitchen was so far away. Your stomach rumbled angrily, deciding for you. Make something to eat and maybe some tea and then back to bed it was. You needed to be better when Jensen came home.

You woke up the next day with a monster headache and a squizzie stomach.

“Damn it,” you cursed, hiding under your blanket from the sunlight that was streaming into the bedroom from the window. “So much for being better.”

No way in hell were you getting out of bed, even though you knew you needed to. You needed to go to the toilet, and you desperately needed something to drink so you could wash the bad taste out of your mouth, but you were afraid of what moving would do to your head.

Suddenly, you could hear the door to your bedroom open.

“Y/N?”

Surprised, you pulled the blanket over your head to see your boyfriend standing at the foot of your bed.

“Jensen? What..?” You were overcome with a coughing fit before you could finish the question.

The bed dipped beside you but didn’t notice it, trying to concentrate on ending the coughing.

“Easy, easy,” murmured Jensen as he stroked your back, giving you a bit of comfort.

A few minutes later you finally were able to breathe normally again without hacking your lungs out and you relaxed against Jensen.

“Just a cold, my ass,” he whispered under his breath, giving you a kiss on your sweat soaked temple. “Your burning up, love.”

You sighed, closing your eyes. The question of why he was here was still burning on your tongue, but you were enjoying the closeness between you too much to say anything.

“You should have told me that it was this bad,” Jensen chided, giving away his concern in the tone of his voice.

“I didn’t know it was going to be,” you admitted softly, eyes still closed and pressing yourself closer to him, searching for warmth as shivers began to wrack your body.

“Well, I’m glad that I followed my gut and booked the next flight home then. I’m gonna take care of you know.”

“I know you will,” you replied, smiling beside your discomfort. Even though you felt guilty that he flew home early, you couldn’t help but be glad that he was here now. You knew you would feel better soon. Jensen always made you feel better no matter what. “I’m sorry that I ruined your weekend with the boys.”

“You didn’t ruin anything. Jared actually told me to go. He was worried about you too.”

“I’m still sorry.”

“Don’t be. There’s nothing to be sorry about. Come on. Up you go,” he said, helping you stand up from the bed. You leaned heavily against him as your head began to pound again and you got slightly dizzy.

“I hate being ill,” you muttered, annoyed with how weak you were.

“Who doesn’t?” Jensen chuckled, laying is arm around your shoulders to guide you to the bathroom. “Can you take it from here? I’m going to make you some tea and warm up some chicken soup.”

“Yes,” you answered, nodding and taking a step into the bathroom without your knees giving out which you counted as a win.

“Good. Be back in a few.” With those words, he left you to do your business and to get get what you would need for the next couple of hours.

You smiled to yourself. You really had the best boyfriend.

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