#can you tell my sleep schedule is destroyed

[barcaatthemoon]

closing the distance || alexia putellas x reader ||

you surprise alexia with your transfer to barcelona.

alexia looked absolutely adorable as she laid in bed. the two of you usually facetimed each other for a little while after your respective trainings. it wasn't uncommon for you to just be sitting in your car while you spoke to her, so she didn't question anything in the background.

"hi baby," you greeted alexia. her lips curled into a smile at the term of endearment. the two of you were alone, which meant that alexia didn't have to act so serious. "how did you sleep?"

"as well as i can without you next to me. when will you be down for a visit? i've been missing you," alexia said. you were surprised that she hadn't been whining and pouting a lot more. usually, she threw a little fit until you slotted her into your schedule. alexia was very needy, which had surprised you whenever the two of you first got together.

"soon, very soon. that's actually why i'm calling you right now. i thought that you'd want to know before the news actually breaks." alexia sat up in her bed, knowing exactly what you were talking about already. the two of you had already been through several conversations about your transferring once your contract was up. a lot of the girls had been sad to see you go, especially stina and frida, but you needed to be closer to alexia.

the two of you had been together for a long time, already having lived together for short stints of time whenever you were still living in spain. your transfer to arsenal had nearly destroyed your relationship, and if it wasn't for alexia's spanish teammates talking some sense into her, you knew that it would be nonexistent. however, now the two of you were approaching a few years together, and the natural progression of things to you felt like marriage, which you knew alexia would only agree to if you moved to barcelona with her.

"i want to hear you say it," alexia said.

"it's not official yet, i have to sign the contract first," you told her. alexia's face fell for a moment, but only until you spoke up again. "that's what i was trying to tell you. i'm in barcelona for a bit, and i was wondering if i could stay with you for the week."

"you don't have to ask, this is your home too," alexia told you. you smiled as you moved to get out of your car, which was the first time that alexia realized you weren't in london anymore. "are you outside of apartment building?"

"i am. i had my last practice last week," you told her. alexia dropped her phone as she ran out to see you. you laughed to yourself as you hung up and slipped your phone into your bag. within a minute, alexia was running out to the parking lot and nearly tackling you in a hug. "ale!"

"te amo-," alexia pressed a kiss to your cheek, "-i have missed you, mi amor."

"i missed you too, baby." alexia lifted you up off of the ground in her arms. she set you down gently, pressing several kisses all over your cheeks. you laughed from the sensation of her lips tickling your skin slightly. "let me grab my suitcase and we can go up together."

"don't bother, i've got it," alexia said confidently. you rolled your eyes at her, but let her grab your bags anyway. "i can't believe that you're moving back in with me. we can eat breakfast together, go out for lunches, and i can show you all of my mami's recipes. i don't care about anything other than catching up with you this week. i'm keeping you all to myself."

"you can have me until i sign my contract. i did promise mapi that we'd go out for drinks if i ever came back to barcelona," you reminded alexia. it had been one of the only ways for you to convince the defender to let you go. you had been a good friend of hers at athletico when you had played there together, and she was almost worse than alexia about the idea of losing you.

"i am sure that i can convince you to stay in with me." alexia wiggled her eyebrows and flexed a little. as silly as you found her sometimes, the flexing was unfortunately extremely attractive to you. it was alexia's surefire distraction, and she knew it.

#woso fanfics #woso x reader #woso imagine #alexia putellas imagine #alexia putellas x reader

[darlingbabyboo]

The Fluffy Life of Dating a Delinquent

Tokyo revengers boys and the little things they do (that I want because I'm lonely lol)

Warning: extreme fluff, just Tokrev characters being in love with you

Mikey is the type to buy snacks for you, no matter what. It doesn't matter what time of day it is, he's got some food for you too. He's calling you at 3am in the morning and telling you that he got you some chips, can he come over. He thinks sharing food is the best way to share love and well, he's right ❤

Izana will know everything about you. Your favourite colour, your favourite places to go, what you like to watch. Honey, he got you. You're his assignment and he's passing with an A+. He's the best person when you're sad because he knows exactly what to do. He can cheer you up in five minutes, tops.

Draken is so protective of you 😭. He knows he's well-liked and he's got an entire brothel, might as well take advantage of it. He wants to take care of you, and he knows you need boundaries and space sometimes but he lives a bit of a dangerous life, he needs to make sure you're taken care of. If someone actually got a scratch on your head he's killing them. No questions asked.

Hakkai didn't come from the best family. After the death of his mother, everything kinda fell apart. That's why he wants to start new traditions with you. Getting take out every Friday, matching accessories, whatever it is. He considers you family and he can't wait until you two pass down these traditions to your children.

Baji names cats after things related to you! Your favourite things to eat, do, whatever! Anything that's remotely related to you, that's the new name of the cat! Has given cats pet names that he usually uses for you, sometimes it's a bit confusing, but it's more so endearing.

You can say all you want about Kisaki but no one can say that this man isn't your biggest fan. You're the only one in his eyes but you're also the best. You got no competition but you're also destroying your competition with the twitch of your finger. Ain't it nice, to be someone's one and only 😆

Ran's ideal date is a sleep date. You two watching a movie on the computer, cuddled together under the blankets. He lasts half the movie but it's worth it because he has his hands on your waist and chin on your shoulder. He says he's not a cuddler but his grip on you is like iron, he will not let you move.

Mitsuya will fit you into his schedule no matter what. He's got two younger siblings and a Hakkai to take care of but he always has time for his baby. Yeah, he has three late assignments, five new outfits to make and grocery shopping to take care of, but please tell him about your day. Will take a break from what he's doing for his beautiful baby.

Might not look like it, but Benkei has the best hugs. You guys see him latting Shinichiro's head, now imagine those big strong hands wrapping around you. He's so warm and comforting, his hugs are meant for a higher power. Even if he's strong, he's incredibly careful around you. Big strong men being delicate for you despite their strength 🤤

Rindou makes mixtapes for you. You're always on his mind and when you're on his mind, he just makes a playlist for you. You and him probably share a Spotify account at this point with the amount of playlists dedicated to you. And they all have the same sappy titles 'to the Love of my Life'.

You ever see someone looking at their partner in the picture instead of at the camera. Yeah, that's Shinichiro. He knows that he was lucky to get you, and he's in awe that you still choose to be by his side. Now, the only time he smiling is because he's looking at yours 😁

Cooking together, the best and tastiest love language around. Fits that best boy, Angry has it! Will make your faves, and he HAS to learn food from your culture. He likes going on picnic dates because he can show off his skills to you, and he loves hearing your enjoyment (and you're the real winner with how delicious everything is). You two cook together. Though if you're one of those who are a mess in the kitchen, Angry's just happy to see you enjoy things he made. Pls praise him though, he won't say it but be revels in your praise. Your words are everything to him ❤.

Takemichi is loyal to the end. Don't worry about this boy lacking, he's here for you. He could be in a room of models but the only one he's got his eyes on is you. You're #1 to him 🥰

If you hate someone Chifuyu hates them even more. You say something bad about someone once, he despises them forever and wants to sell their soul to Satan. He will not forgive and he will not forget. He loves you and he will never get other people who don't feel the same.

Wakasa would quit smoking for you. The minute you cough around him, he's throwing his cigar away and replacing them with lollipops. No matter how much he might miss them, your lungs are more important 😙

Those things that you're obsessed with that no one else really cares about? Kakucho will erase those worries, easy. He doesn't mind your ramblings, encourages them. Will keep it all in his mind and remember them so he can participate deeper with things. Your interests are his interests hun!

Kazutora loves spontaneous dates so much. And he makes sure that you two go on them often. Wants to make sure that your relationship never weakens so he loves being around you, and the best way to be around you is doing your favourite things! He will sneak you out if need be so you two can have a picnic in the moonlight.

You need some support, good thing Sanzu offers it unconditionally. Going from things like you needing help on wash day to you needing to cover up a body, your bae's got your back. He might not enjoy doing everything, he's just a tad bratty, but no matter how loud he's complaining throughout, he still gonna do it!

Smiley will defend your honour! He hears some bitch talking about you, he won't let that slide. Blood will be spilled. Someone got something fun to say about your heavenly skin, he gonna kill someone. He's like Draken if Draken was an unhinged gremlin. He will beat someone up and then look at you with a smile on his face like, are you okay precious?

All your dreams of drowning in a strong man's clothes (that's a fantasy we all have, right?) are fulfilled with Mucho. He's so much taller than you (and if not, he's got muscles for days) so whenever you steal some of his clothes, you swim in them. It's a beautiful, comforting, amazing feeling.

Atsushi is the kind to learn how to braid just for you! He knows that going to a barber is expensive so he's got your back. He's doing goddess braids for you, cornrows, whatever you desire. And if you're not a braid person, well good thing he can learn how to!

Shion's pet names are ridiculous! Will call you baby cakes all the time and then start calling you pumpkin the next day. Is he doing this because he's stupid yes but he also likes to see your little smile. All he wants is your goofy little smile 😘

Takeomi is a planner, always, and you're always going to be part of his plans. When he's talking about the future, you're going to be part of it. It's so sweet how casual he is about it, you two will just be laying down in his bed holding hands and he'll be mentioning how good you'd look with a ring on your finger.

Hanma is secretly a romantic. He's an adrenaline junkie in the end though, so he spins things to an insane degree. Sneaking up a ferris wheel and kissing you under the moonlight, telling you to skip school so you guys can watch the sunrise and sunset, skinny dipping at the beach! If it's a bit too much, he gotchu. He's fine with both of you just hanging out on your bed or chilling in the bath. He's not your typical love interest, but he's surprisingly understanding and sweet 😍

Can y'all tell how deprived I am 😭. Also, not proof read because I'm lazy!

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[colourstreakgryffin]

Sorry if this is spoiler-ish!! ;-; But can I request a scenario where the reader, who’s married to Alastor, is having a nightmare where she loses Alastor? This can be after the battle where she almost witnessed Alastor get killed and it haunts her still. Of course with some comfort from the Radio Demon himself at the end :’3

Not spoilerish! I’ve watched the Adam V Alastor fight in full detail and I ABSOLUTELY LOVVEEE this idea! You’re a legit genius, my dear! Thank you so much! Have a wonderful day! First we had big bro Al, then Dad Al, then BF Al, then best friend Al and now, we have best one: husband Al!

Alastor- Staying Here

It’s been happening nonstop for days… days. Weeks. You can’t sleep like this. Every night, the same nightmare but formatted differently like being tortured over and over again but with a different method. It’s almost like that awful angel has re-manifested and is getting back revenge on Alastor by submitting you to night terrors that have been destroying your sleep schedule

Waking up with a nasty shrill of fear and a cold layer of sweat, your body flung upwards with your eyes shooting open after such a terrible dream, tears welling up in them… your beloved husband, Alastor, slept right next to you with his tall deer-like ears twitching. Knowing that he’s still here and not erased by the head exterminator, Adam is such a relief. Especially since that same Angel, Adam himself, is the reason you’ve been having daily nightmares about a violent and gorey erasure scenario of Alastor with Adam. Adam laughing manically, killing off your husband in the most bloody and ruthless way, wounds all over his body, the radio effects dying out…

It’s awful. You can barely sleep and it’s making you deprived of just a single good night

Sobbing under your breath, right next to your seven year husband. Alastor’s ears twitch once more but this time, as a sign to wake up as well for his peacefully unconscious brain. Yawning and stretching out with a long drawn-out radio glitch in literally no time, his broad body sitting up with you leant over and sobbing into your hands. His crimson eyes looked over to you after a bit longer of waking himself up and just like that, he went from wondering what happened to immediately concerned

“Darling… what’s wrong?”

Alastor asks soft and sweet, his radio voice overtone has completely disappeared so his own organic voice is the only thing remaining. He didn’t even get a chance to speak again since you immediately clung onto him and buried your face into his chest, sobbing and crying for him to never leave you. Alastor doesn’t know what’s wrong but he won’t just let his beloved wife suffer

You legit have to sob and hiccup through your words, telling him about every detail of your repetitive nightmares and Alastor’s body tenses up in pure disgust and malice, mainly towards the idea of being erased by Adam, the now long dead head exterminator. He wouldn’t let him put his hands on himself or you, he loves you way too much. Alastor rubs his hands through your hair, letting you cry into his chest until you finally get over it

You need to cry out your fear and feelings until you can be rational and logical to think. Get the emotions out first

Alastor silently waits for you to come back to him, gently pressing your body together with his, one hand on your back to trace through soft shapes and the other stroking gentle brushes through your hair until you can finally just melt in his embrace, calm down and feel safer with your still very alive husband. Yeah, he was quite close to being erased but he escaped and he has recovered from his injury

“My dear, my love. How long has this been going on?” The guilt to lying and not telling Alastor sooner is already eating your heart apart. You just felt too shy to even drop him a hint about your midnight distress since you always assumed he is already too busy with the Hazbin Hotel to be able to prioritise your minor problems. Your nightmare issue isn’t actually a minor problem at all, that’s what you think but Alastor can see, clear as crystal, that this constant nightmare over him thing is breaking your psyche

“S-since it happened…” Alastor’s eyes widen in shock. You’ve been dealing with nightmares on the daily for two weeks?! How did he not even notice?! God, he is so pissed off at himself and just keeps rocking you, gently laying you down and cuddling you, continuing to massaging rubs of your big menacing hands. The wedding band over his left ring finger rubs on the silky thin fabric of your pyjamas and he can feel the wedding band on your own left ring finger clinging onto him like your hands clinging on his waist

Alastor continues to speak, not remaining silent since it may end up making you believe you’re mad at him for staying silent. He isn’t as mad as his body may seem, he is just worried sick for your health and your mental health over these constant nightmares that are driving a wedge inbetween your sleep schedule. His lips drop down and kisses your forehead, keeping up the sweet, caring and loving tone

His husband tone

“Darling, dearest. I am not mad at you, just embrace me and recover. I’ll make those night terrors go away” Alastor continues to comfort you, soft, quiet and sweet. His soft peppery kisses all over your silky-skinned face, your rosy cheeks. Anything to make those streaming tears halt and your now red puffy demonic eyes. He loves you and he has been neglecting this very serious issue. It’s now his job, as your loyal longtime husband, to take care of you

How grateful you are that Alastor is always right next to you and the nightmares you deal with will never be reality. He’s safe, you’re safe and he is going to be holding your hand through your recovery process

“Would you like to go out and get some fresh air with me?”

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[yeahspider]

stretch my hands ❄️

Ve’s note - omg first post of 2024 ! and ofc it’s a fluffy bang chan fic . sfw it’s all soft and warm . sparsely proofread . short and sweet ! enjoy <3

a warm light in his eyes is what woke chris up . which was weird because it was usually his alarm clock . the sun greeting him before his phone screen was strange . with his terrible sleep schedule it’s usually him kissing the sun good morning . but not today . no today he was off . no work . no meetings . no deadlines . he was free for 24 hours .

stretching his arms out he blindly searched for you . but all he was met with was an empty space . sadness creeped up in his chest . chris was certain you both were off today . schedules rarely lining up together he had thanked last luck for allowing him a reprieve from endless days . but you weren’t here .

a smell coming from the kitchen offended his senses . no . there was no way you were trying to cook . emphasis on trying . he jumped out of bed . almost tripping on his shirt that you discarded for him last night . stepping out the room and following the sound of frustration chris made his way to the kitchen . which could barely be called that .

he finally found you . dressed in his shorts that you swore you didn’t have . and you were knee deep into the mess which was probably supposed to be breakfast . chris watched as you frantically ran around , adding this and that to a recipe that he assumed was pancake batter . next to the stove was a stack of burnt pancakes . your previous tries obviously not proving successful .

“ahh cmon where is the fucking milk i just had it a few seconds ago…” he heard you mutter to yourself . it seemed you had yet to notice his presence as you mumbled out nonsense to yourself . a habit he found endearing and not concerning at all . chris looked to his right and found the milk you had been looking for and thought it was time to officially help you out . he grabbed it and went to hand it to you until you suddenly turned and screamed in his face . standing there stunned chris just laughed at you . which he could tell irritated you slightly .

“why would you walk up on me like that chris you know im jumpy god you made my heart drop to my ass” he heard you say . which only caused him to laugh more . he loved how jumpy you were . your reaction being priceless everytime .

“well maybe if someone wasn’t acting like a mad scientist in our kitchen she would’ve noticed me.” he said to you as he kiss the frown on your lips . chris could never find you anything but cute . your antics made his heart full .

“mad scientist ? god forbid wanting to do something nice for my hardworking super sexy husband .”

“nothing nicer than waking up to a destroyed kitchen.”

“okay you know what christopher -“

he stopped whatever insult that’s was going to come out your mouth with another kiss and a smile . running his hands up and down your sides you calm you . you both knew that it was all jokes .

“what if i order something for us instead, yeah ? i’ll help you clean the kitchen and then we can eat and lounge in bed all day.” he suggested as you tapped your chin pretending to think his offer over .

“that sounds a whole lot better than eating burnt pancakes for breakfast . deal ! ”

#stray kids smut #stray kids x reader #stray kids fanfic #stray kids imagines #stray kids reactions #stray kids scenarios #stray kids headcanons #stray kids fluff #yeahspider #bang chan x you #bang chan drabbles #bang chan angst #bang chan imagines #bang chan fanfic #bang chan fluff #bang chan x reader #bang chan smut

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

AITA because my puppy was destructive and did a lot of damage?

I have a five month old puppy. Since she was five months old I have used a Pet Sitter as she is a puppy and cannot be left unattended. She’s completed puppy training and I’m working through an intermediate obedience class. I’ve lent the Pet Sitter the training manual in the past, so she knows the puppy’s commands and what we are working on.

My partner and I a week off from work so we decided to travel Tuesday - Thursday and Saturday - Sunday. I picked the puppy up Thursday night and brought her back to the Pet Sitter on Saturday afternoon.

On Thursday when I picked up the puppy the Pet Sitter remarked that she didn’t know how I kept a puppy in my apartment without a yard. That the puppy had been running around since 4 am and never got tired. I explained that I walk her and mostly tire her out with mental exercises like training.

The puppy slept most of the day Friday and wasn’t interested in getting up for anything, even food. She seemed completely exhausted and I was worried that the Pet Sitter had overdone it with her. When I dropped her off Saturday I told the Pet Sitter about how tired she’d been but the Pet Sitter didn’t seem concerned.

On Sunday morning the Pet Sitter texted me about how much the puppy loved running around outside in the rain and that she thought the puppy would love to live on a farm.

Sunday afternoon, she texted me saying that my puppy had destroyed her garden. “Hi can you have your roommate come and get the dog? I cannot keep the puppy out of the garden or stop her from destroying the yard.”

By roommate she meant my partner who was with me on vacation out of town. At the time she sent this text my cell phone did not have service and I received this text as well as the others about fifteen ministers later. She sent me pictures of the destroyed garden and a text.

“She literally has chewed up part of the little fence I had around the garden.”

She then sent me several pictures of pictures of my puppy actively chewing on the little fence thing. I felt frustrated that she took pictures rather than telling her to leave it.

She said the damage happened “within 5 minutes it took me to go to the bathroom. She needs a giant farm with cattle or sheep to heard.”

And asked how soon I could pick up the dog. I said we were leaving right away but it was a three hour drive (which ended up being longer due to storms and traffic).

When I got there to pick up the dog she wanted to show me all the damage the dog did and said she left it there like it was so she could show me. I declined because I was scheduled to meet with my puppy’s trainer.

She said she knows it’s not technically my fault but I need to understand she will never watch my puppy again and does not think the puppy is suitable to live in a city and should be on a farm.

I met with my trainer and showed her the texts and pictures and she said that digging and chewing was likely a boredom response. She’s never caused much destruction at my place aside from occasionally chewing things she shouldn’t chew when I wasn’t looking which resulted in me telling her to leave it when I noticed.

I never leave her unattended around the house. She’s kennel trained and if I have to leave her alone even to go to sleep she is in her kennel.

I had no idea she’d destroy the garden, but I also didn’t know the pet sitter had a garden or that she it wasn’t secured in a way to keep dogs out or that she’d leave my puppy unattended.

I’m not sure what how I could have managed the puppy’s behavior since I was not there and hadn’t been there since the day before. I assumed the Pet Sitter knew how to look after puppies since she looks after puppies, and agreed to look after mine and had done so repeatedly.

But I feel guilty about all the damage. The Pet Sitter said she’d done hundreds of dollars of damage to the garden and gotten her into trouble with her landlady for damage done to the yard and vines on the wall.

The Pet Sitter was always really nice. She has everyone call her aunty and called the puppy our baby. She sent puppy home with new toys and gave us a giant gift bag after watching her on Christmas with a new leash and snuffle mats and toys. I’m really sorry the damage happened but I’m not sure what I could have done differently.

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What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole

[mysumeow]

I accidentally took the wrong potion and now I have fox ears?! 1/2 ✦﹐

gn pronouns, afab genitalia, PWP (plot what plot), breeding mentions, overstimulation, cunnilingus.

Summary: The seasonal allergy is killing you, and the cart containing your medicine was destroyed by a group of hilichurls! Luckily, your dear friend Albedo can help you with that, but because of a mistake on his part, you end up taking the wrong medicine.

a/n: THE TITLE lmaooo. I'm poking fun at the premise of this smut, but I did enjoy writing it! Sorry yall i tried to finish this and post it as a one shot but i caught a cold and im fighting for my life akljhfsdlkjfhkhajf heres a drabble with sort of a similar idea to this

› MASTERLIST ‹

You stared at your reflection in the mirror, unable to stop darting your eyes towards the pair of fennec fox ears that seemed to stare right back at you, mocking you for your misfortune.

The Chief Alchemist was a busy individual, but despite that, he found a way to open his schedule for you.

"A group of hilichurls and mitachurls destroyed the cart that was loaded with the allergy medicine. I have to wait until next week for the next stock," oh, your eyes were so itchy. Spring is known for carrying not only the sweet aroma of flowers in the air but also pollen and other allergens. "If you're not too busy, would you give me a hand with that?"

"I understand. Dealing with allergies can be exhausting. Relief for a common allergy isn't difficult to brew. Sure, I can help you with that."

You looked at him as if he was an angel sent from heaven.

"You're so nice—" unable to finish expressing your gratitude, you had to cover your mouth before sneezing. "Uhg... My nose clogs so bad when I lie down. It makes it hard to sleep, too."

"I'll have Sucrose hand you the medicine, yes? I'll have it done as soon as possible."

"Oh, don't worry about it! Don't rush yourself."

Albedo smiles. "I'm almost done with work, anyway."

With one last thanks, you parted ways and went back to work.

Something as simple as that shouldn't have made you face the predicament you dealt with the next day.

You woke up at your usual time and followed your everyday routine until you saw yourself in the mirror.

"Please excuse Sucrose for mixing up the vials. I'm at fault for not labeling them correctly."

"It's okay! At least my allergy is mitigated, see? I was even able to sleep last night without having to wake up to blow my nose."

You couldn't find it in you to be angry at them. It was a funny outcome, at least!

The not-so-fun outcome, however, was that the herbs that needed the cure to revert you to your original form were Sumeru native and not easy to come across.

In any case, you felt like you were the one at fault, since now Albedo had to go with you to Sumeru's rainforest. Aside from Mondstadt’s best alchemist helping you, the renowned forest watcher offered a hand as well.

“If you need some noise-cancelling earmuffs, take them. Oh, and if you don’t like the attention they attract from people, I can show you a way to fold them without hurting them—”

“It’s okay, Tighnari. Thanks.”

The forest watcher seemed more worried about your new assets than you were, which you did find endearing but just made you feel more guilty too.

“You two must be exhausted from that trip. I’ll go and make one last check on the guest rooms and ensure everything’s alright. I’ll be quick.”

“You look exhausted. Want me to take you to your guest room?"

"Yeah, I think I'll go ahead and sleep," you yawned, tiredness catching up to you. "Good night, Albedo. You should rest too,"

"I will. Rest well."

As you were following Tighnari down the hallway, he stopped and turned towards you. "Albedo asked me to accompany him tomorrow to fetch those herbs you need. We will be heading out at seven, so if you want to join us, you'll have to wake up earlier."

"Hm… I’ll try, but there's no guarantee.”

 “If something’s bothering you, do tell me. Good night,” he nodded.

Later that night, something woke you from your peaceful sleep. You opened your eyes, feeling the sheets too warm on your body, so you kicked them off. The night wasn’t even that hot; in fact, considering how Sumeru gets at this time of the year, it was quite chilly.

And then you became aware of the warmth taking over your body. There was a warmth like no other you had felt; it was like every cell in you was clawing at you to get rid of that sensation.

Barely being able to stand without stumbling over, you managed to exit your room.

Just as you were heading towards Tighnari’s room, which was the closest one, you stumbled upon Albedo, who called out to you.

Your dizzy-like state of mind didn’t allow you to understand what he was trying to say. All you could perceive was his pretty pink lips moving and how nice his arms felt around you to support you.

You sensed his hand go on your forehead, and a shiver made your body tremble.

“I’ll take you to my room, okay?”

It’s not like you had a choice, given your state, and you, with stumbling steps, allowed him to guide you to his room.

You registered the faint sound of the door closing, and the alchemist’s scent enveloped your senses. There was a distinct aroma of cecilias, and a very subtle smell of some chemicals he might’ve used on his last experiment.

“Dilated pupils, labored breathing, high temperature, sweating... I would’ve thought it’s a fever, were it not for the…ardent and hazy look in your eyes,” he helped you lie down on his bed and then sat on the edge of it, thoughtful.

“Hot…m’so hot, Albedo,” you whined, fingers fumbling with the buttons of your shirt.

“Are you in any pain? If you’re feeling discomfort, I can provide you with painkillers.”

You weren’t paying attention to anything about what he was saying; you did what felt natural to you at that moment.

You notice Albedo falling silent, and then you recognize that you had taken his hand while he was talking and placed it on your chest, right where your heart was supposed to be.

“Please…help me. It’s too much.”

You heard his breath hitch, and the longer he took to ponder the situation at hand, the more the need to just grab him by his shirt’s collar and kiss him resonated in your head.

“This is the result of an oversight from my side. Were I not to take care of it, it could be considered negligence on my part. Besides, I’m always up for helping a friend in need,” Albedo began undoing the buttons of your shirt, and as soon as the fabric split open to your sides, you embraced him.

Albedo seemed to stumble a bit to regain balance, his fist clenched next to you in an attempt at holding himself together. He would be lying if he said he didn’t enjoy how you kissed him with such eagerness and the softness of your chest pressed against him.

“Tell me, where do you need me the most?”

“I—you know where.”

“If you don’t tell me about the root of your distress, I might not be able to help you,” he teased.

You wanted to smack off the little smug expression he had.

“Oh, for the love of—” you locked his hips with your legs and grinded down on the obvious stiffness forming beneath his pants. “There, I need you there,”

Albedo nodded as he got rid your pajama shorts down, along with your underwear.

Under normal circumstances, you would’ve been a bit more modest about having your privates at the mercy of a lover’s tantalizing touch, but the moment his deft fingers traced upwards of your lower lips, an involuntary moan escaped your mouth.

“That was quite the reaction. Looking forward to pulling more of those soon,” he observed your body’s responses, taking note of when your hips trembled more. “You’re drenched. I’d say about twice as much a human could be under similar circumstances,”

You couldn’t care less about the nonsense he was mumbling about, but you were close to your orgasm with how he was touching and prodding. One thumb on your clit, and two other fingers going in and out of you.

His unoccupied hand went up from your waist, tracing the figure of your sides, and gently squeezed your chest. His thumb pressed down on your nipple, the pleasure coursing through your body, wave after wave of his attentive care.

“Are you close? You’re…” Albedo’s own sight was hazy, and his heart was beating fast. He swallowed hard, the cloud of lust further obfuscating his rational mind. “…”

He observed how fast you liked it and how rough. He made sure to keep it how you wanted it, if your whines were anything to go by, until your hips stilled from your climax and your release coated his fingers.

While you were panting, he examined the transparent strings of your release when he separated his fingers. He stuck his tongue out and licked his fingers clean, humming pleased at the taste.

You tugged at the sleeve of his coat, the effects of the heat leaving you unsatisfied.

His eyes widened at the fact of your need; even after an orgasm, your body was asking for more. His face relaxed into an amused one, and he shrugged his coat off, followed by him undoing his blue shirt and the rest of his clothing.

“I’ll ensure your hunger is satiated for the rest of the night,” he kissed your cheek tenderness, his soft pink lips lingered on the sensitive skin for a moment before pulling away to gander at your face for any sign of discomfort.

Every part of your body was demanding more, and despite his attempt at keeping everything as attentive as possible, you couldn’t wait any longer and urged him on.

The proximity let you feel the tip of his cock press against your entrance. You jolted as if struck with electricity.

He eased in with a push; your slicked walls took him in with little discomfort. You were dripping ever since you entered the room. Albedo faltered for a second, like he wanted to give you time to adjust, but it wasn’t necessary.

Albedo inhaled sharply, stifling his own groan. Pleasure embraced his physique the moment he slipped in, stuffing you.

You also moaned in pleasure, urging him to already fuck you.

Your words were efficient in making his own craving spiral into something uncontrollable, and he grasped your legs and pushed them as far as they could go against your chest.

“I should’ve expected this. Greed is part of human nature,” he reveled in the tears prickling in the corners of your eyes. “And I don’t mind feeding into yours,”

The position allowed him to stuff you full. The added weight helped with this. You thrashed around at the overwhelming sensation; if anything, it fueled your sexual appetite to receive everything he would pour.

Albedo’s mouth slotted against your exposed neck, tongue lapping your skin, and suckling marks.

You clawed at his pale skin, imprinting crescent shapes of your fingernails onto him, marking him in your way. Albedo groaned louder this time; you had made the soft-spoken alchemist raise his voice.

You watched, amidst tear-filled vision, the sight of his hips pulls away until just the tip was inside, and then drop them down again against yours, filling you to the brim.

And again, and again.

Until the pace became sloppy, moaning into each other's mouths. His tongue delved between your parted lips, his thumb rubbing your clit.

"You're tightening so much," he gasped.

"A-Albedo..." you cried, your legs pulling him in even closer as you came.

With a couple of more sloppy thrusts, his hips faltered, and he stilled, his cum spilling into insides. Entranced by the ravenous nature of sex, he embraced you and made sure you couldn't move an inch away, body taut on yours.

You looked at him, expecting him to fall into your open arms when you outstretched them to him. Instead, he sat back on the bed and pushed your legs open.

You shivered when you felt his tongue tease your clit, you tangled your hands into his blond locks and whined at him to give you a minute.

"You're not satisfied yet, I can tell," the tip of his tongue circled your delicate nub.

He opened his mouth to say something else, but someone opened the door.

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Whenever the haughty prince, Leona Kingscholar, was in a rut, everyone in the palace knew.

Everyone.

The two of you were not quiet, and since he doesn’t like to go anywhere, you would stay cooped up in his room, and all palace staff and residents would make it a point to avoid that area to spare themselves the noise and embarrassment. Neither you nor Leona cared, though. As long as you had time to yourselves, that was all that mattered.

You were currently seated reverse cowgirl on his barbed cock, your puffy cunt stretched wide over the sheer girth. No matter how many times he fucked you silly with it, you could never get used to the size. Thick and long, it filled up the entirety of your cunt and then some, the pointed tip pressing into your cervix. You were shaking and could hardly feel your legs any longer, staying obediently upright on his cock. You didn’t dare move much more than your trembling. He was stretched out on his bed, his arms crossed behind his neck, his eyes closed. If you didn’t know any better, you would think he was sleeping, but the smirk on his face was a dead giveaway, as well as the gentle twitching of his cock within your heat.

The reason your body, quite small in comparison to his, was seated on his groin was to keep yourself plugged up from endeavors just passed. He insisted on it every time. You just had to sit and wait until he was at full mast again, at which point he would tell you to start moving. If simply sitting on his cock was enough to have you trembling, you were sure feeling him slide against your walls would destroy you.

But until then, you were simply seated on his cock. You curled and uncurled your toes, already getting antsy while waiting for some movement. It was becoming pure torture. You knew he was enjoying this. You didn’t have to look at him to know that a devilish smirk accompanied the amused scoff you just heard.

You felt him twitch inside you again. Whether he was doing this to tease you or simply because the buildup was hard to bear, you didn’t know. What you did know was that he was hard, and rapidly approaching full mast. You only had so much longer until his twitching tip eventually kissed your cervix, and you would know it was time to start moving again. You still don’t dare to move much, trying to breathe deeply and keep yourself from losing your mind. Even though you’d been sitting for a while, he was still stretching you out. It’s already such a feat, your small hole somehow managing to fit Leona’s impressive girth. You didn’t know how you were going to take much more, even if you knew you could. You start to get a little dizzy, the overwhelming girth becoming hard to bear. Tears prick the edges of your eyes from the odd mix of pain and pleasure. To better get yourself used to his size, you squeeze your walls around him, squeezing your eyes shut at the same time. Tears roll down your face as you clench yourself tightly, desperately attempting to accustom yourself to the enormous length.

You feel him smack your ass, and you yelp at the sharp pain. You slowly turn your body, your cunt twitching at the sensation of movement, looking at him with tears in your eyes. He whips his tail back and forth in satisfaction, a wide smirk on his face. His sharp eyes narrow at your tears, and his smirk only grows wider as a light chuckle escapes his lips.

“Turn around. Let me see you."

His cock twitched in your heat. He was at full mast.

You slowly turn yourself, gently moving your legs the best you can. Your legs feel like jelly, and you struggle to turn while keeping him inside you. You lift yourself with your arms, gently twisting your legs around. Your cunt twitches more at the movement, and you whimper and bite your lip as you twist. When you finally fully turn, facing him, your arms are struggling to hold yourself up, your legs curled behind you. You are slightly lifted off of his cock, and trying to prepare yourself to slide him back in. You don't dare to look at him, already knowing that he is simply enjoying the show. You slowly lower yourself back down, tears spilling from your eyes. You squeeze your eyes shut at the length filling you again, and a small whimper escapes your lips, tightly pursed to prevent moans from slipping out. Tiny sobs slip out as you finally reach his base, your heat having fully taken in his girth. Your whole body is shaking, and despite knowing what's coming, you hope for a little bit of rest in between. But Leona won't afford you that. No, he likes to be entertained.

“Start moving."

You sob at his words, not sure how you were going to manage this on your own. You'd be a liar if you claimed to not enjoy it, though. You liked how he ensured he was always in control, always entertained. You bite your lip and begin to obey, sliding yourself up and down his length. The sensation of him rubbing against your walls is far too much to bear. Your legs are trembling and your lips are no longer pursed, moans slipping from your lips as you ride him. As painful as his girth is, it is also insanely pleasurable, rubbing against all your sweet spots. He grunts, reaching out to grab your hips and steady your movements. You can tell he's resisting the urge to thrust upwards, clenching his jaw and narrowing his eyes. The sound of skin on skin, wet copulation, and loud moaning quickly fills the room.

Your eyes roll back, tears still spilling from them. You grab Leona's wrists, attempting to stabilize yourself. You keep moving, lifting and dropping your body carelessly over his length, simply chasing the ecstasy-inducing friction and the building orgasm threatening to rip through you. You can barely focus, your vision all bleary, but you glance at him and notice his wicked smile, staring at your expression. Of course he enjoyed your tears, an obvious sign of how good it all was. You can feel it approaching, and you dig your nails into Leona's wrists, gasping for air at the feeling. Leona is not in much better shape, grunting and groaning, clearly letting the sensations get to him. To spur him on further, you clench your walls on him again, tightening yourself around him. You curl your toes and loudly sob, feeling the orgasm coming. You keep bouncing, chasing it, addicted to how it feels to be full of such a large girth.

Finally, it comes, and rips through you, causing you to clench your walls even tighter and moan loudly, arching your back at the feeling. Leona thrusts upwards only once, burying his length within you, and releasing deep inside you. His hot cum fills you up all at once, and you relish the feeling, the warmth seeping into your womb and settling in.

The two of you pant heavily as you come down from your high. Your muscles slowly relax, and you begin to slouch, catching your breath from the endeavor. Leona recovers far quicker than you, and pulls his arms back, slapping your thighs and smirking at you again.

“Stay put."

And so, you were to stay put, plugged full, at least until he was hard again and ready for another round.

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Chapter 7

Pairing: Agent Jake 'Hangman' Seresin x Singlemom! Agent Y/n 'Cobra' Y/l/n

Summary: Cobra is finally back on the agency and is finally back in the job. With Kai at home she has to jumble being a mother and a agent. She's sent to her first U.C mission but never thought that she would meet a blonde, green eyed Texan...

Warning: Mentions of gun use, ptsd, mentions of death, mentions of shooting, flirting, mentions of abuse, description of dead body, death, blood, undercover work, alcohol use, smut, kissing

Prologue/ Part 1/ Part 2/Part 3/ Part 4/ Part 5/ Part 6

----------SIX MONTHS LATER-----------

Mornings were the most enjoyable portion of the day in your home. It was calm and tranquil, which was unusual for the couple given the chaos of raising Kai.

You and Jake enjoyed the morning since your new schedules meant you didn't have to worry about work or Kai, whom you loved deeply. Those few hours you may spend together and enjoy a tranquil time in each other's arms

It was early in the morning, with sunlight streaming through the windows, when you felt Jake's massive arms weight on your waist and his nose nuzzling against the nape of your neck.

"Good morning, love," he whispered in his scratchy morning voice, drawing you against his bare chest.

“Good morning… ooh I see our big friend is also joining us this morning” your lips curled into the famous Seresin smirk that Jake thought you while feeling his hard cock against your panty covered ass.

“Can't stop it when I'm sleeping next to a goddess ” he slid his hand under your night gown tugging against the rim of your panties to get access to your slick folds.

“Jakey, what are you doing?” you giggled as he slowly lowered you panties.

“Giving my goddess the affection her needy ass needs. It’s been a while since our last trip downtown ” he says in his morning rasp as he leaves butterfly kisses down the side of your neck.

"It's only seven a.m., and he won't be up until nine, I can tell you that," he pulls you in closer, pressing his hardon into your ass.

"But.." you protested, but your body had already given in to him, allowing him to take control.

He silenced you before sliding his fingers inside your moist and massaging your clit in a circular manner. You moaned as he placed light kisses on the nape of your neck. "Does that feel good, mama?" he teases against your ear, his fingers moist with your sticky as he takes his time pleasing you.

"Mmmhmm," you murmured gently, your body lighting up at his touch. He slips two fingers into your heat and draws circles on your swelling bud with his thumb. Your hand returned to run your fingers through his hair, taking a grip of it as you pulled your hips back as he continued to pump his fingers in and out of you at a regular rhythm, which felt nice but wasn't enough for you.

"Please, Jake, fuck…." you said in a frantic whisper. He had won you over, but he was destroying you.

"What do you need baby?" You can hear the sneer in his mocking tone. "I need you, I want you inside me," you said, as Jake quickly pushed you onto your back and removed your pants.

"Don't worry, sweetheart, I'll take care of you," he says, raising your nightdress above your head.

He bends down to savour your lips, gasping as your tongue swirls with his. He kisses your breast and swirls your peaks around his tongue. Your hand reaches down and pushes his boxers to release his member.

He continues to suck on your tits as you wrap your fingers around his thick shaft, giving him a few strokes before lining him up with your entrance. He slips in smoothly, sighing quietly as his long, thick length fills your tightness.

"Fuck, darling" Jake murmured quietly into your ear, moving his hips into yours slowly and forcefully, making you tremble. His body was wonderfully moulded to yours. You tightened your legs around his hips, bringing him closer as he drove further into you.

"Fuck, Jakey, so close, oh!" you groaned, falling back as you achieved your peak. Jake was near as well, increasing up his tempo as your walls pulsated with the sensation of your high, making him chuckle at how you squirmed beneath him. You were both so caught up in each other's delight that you didn't notice your bedroom door was open.

"Mommy, Jakey?" Your son's tiny voice appears from thin air as you and Jake quickly pull up the covers for a bit of cleavage. Your little son is standing in your door frame, leaning a bit forward as Jake asks him what's up.

"I'm hungry…" Him and Jake have been getting along amazingly for the past few months but yet you still can't get over how shy your son manages to get at times. Jake knows how shy and antisocial Kai can truly get and says.

"Hey bud, give me a minute and I'll be down in the kitchen okay?" Kai to that, full of energy nods his head and runs off down the halls as you where about to get up but Jake quickly pushes you down and gets on top of you, kissing down your neck.

"I'll go take care off him, you rest, I bet I tired you out." He plants one more kiss on your lips and gets up grabbing some underwear and sweatpants beside the bed. "Jake you don't hav-" you've said that line already and many times before, and stops you in your tracks as he grabs a t-shirt and leaves the bedroom to take care of your son.

You lie down on the sofa mattress while staring up at the ceiling, wondering how you got so lucky. You've fallen for an agent that cares for you and your son and protects you no matter what. He cares for your son and how the young boy is doing. Overall he's just a gentleman.

You slowly rise out of bed, picking up your cleavage and pyjamas at the side. You slip on the top and bottom, swiftly walking over to the table where your phone starts to vibrate. You don't hesitate to pick up the phone even though it's an unknown number.

"Hello?"

"Hello Madame Chevalier."

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An Americano Please PT. 7

Word Count : about 2K

TW: Percy🤮, mental health, and descriptions of malnourishment (not ED related) and smoking(not done by anyone in first person)

Jenna's POV (finally)

Oh my god she kissed me. She actually kissed me!

I can't believe I've known her for two weeks and I'm already down this bad. 

The walk home from Y/N's apartment isn't a bad one, just a few blocks away, so when I get to my complex, Percy, my other costar is waiting for me in the lobby.

"So, how was your walk with that girl?" he asks, implying so much with his tone.

"Really nice," I smile, unable to hide my excitement.

"Cool, cool. Emma tells me you all went for pizza together?"

"Yeah, we would have invited you but you were filming."

"Maybe you can take me there some other time. Anyhow, tell me about the walk?"

"Well if you really want all the details..." I start.

"I do," he interjects.

"She and I kissed," I confess, a blush rising in my cheeks.

"Congratulations," he says, his tone coming off a little forced. It's been pretty clear from the beginning that he has some form of feelings for me, but I've made it clear I'm not interested in anything more than friendship.

"Well..." I say awkwardly, "I'm gonna go up to my apartment, get those few hours of sleep."

God that was so awkward.

...

My wake-up alarm blares, causing me to jolt awake. 4:30 already?

I rub the sleep from my eyes, slowly making my way out of bed and into the shower.

My driver comes to pick me up at 5:15, there's no time to visit Y/N for coffee today.

I'm in the makeup trailer by 5:30, getting my hair done as soon as I arrive.

"Morning Jenna," Joy smiles from across the trailer.

"Hello," I wave.

"Percy tells me you had a lot of fun last night," Georgie winks from a few chairs over, his gorgon headdress being carefully placed on his head.

"He told you that?" my jaw drops in disbelief. Georgie nods. Wow Percy, That's really none of your business to share.

And look who it is, Percy Hynes White walks into the trailer.

"What the fuck Percy!" I exclaim, "you told them I kissed Y/N?"

"Jenna, I need you to sit still so we can get your eyeliner right," the makeup artist tells me.

"Okay, give me one second."

"Yeah, I told him, so?" he rolls his eyes

"Percy, it's my right to say who I kiss. Not yours."

"Well last I checked I had the right to freedom of speech," he retorts.

"Look, I don't want to start a fight, Percy," I say, trying to be calm, "but you can't do that again."

"Okay, fine," he sighs exasperatedly, "I won't go around telling people about your stupid barista girlfriend." He dramatically exits, slamming the door behind him. What a diva.

"To be clear, guys, she's not my girlfriend," I clarify.

"Not yet anyway," Georgie winks.

"Don't get my hopes up."

Every day of the week my schedule piles up more and more.

I have cello in between shoots, fencing after work, and archery with Percy every few days. 

It's Saturday already and I haven't seen Y/N once! I hope she doesn't think I'm ghosting her.

I just got onto set and immediately I'm rushed into the costume trailer to get into my fencing gear. It's such an action heavy day and I already feel so light headed. I want to tell the director that I can't do it. I know it will just absolutely destroy me, but before I can get a word out, I'm practically pulled onto set.

My breakfast of a small fruit salad churns in my stomach. I can't so much as focus for twenty seconds as the stunt choreographer starts to debrief us on the scene.

I look over at Joy, the person I'm fighting in this scene, she seems to be taking everything in perfectly.

My head starts to ache with dizziness.

"Jenna, are you okay?" the AD asks.

Say it's fine. Like you always do. Be easy to work with.

"I- I think I n-need to sit down," I stutter quietly. My legs practically give away the second a chair is brought over to me.

The on set nurse is quick to bring me a glass of water which I drink gratefully.

"Are you feeling nauseated, Jenna?" she asks me.

"No, just a little lightheaded," I force a smile.

"You look a tad pale, did you have breakfast this morning?" she inquires.

"Yeah, I had a fruit salad."

"Is that what you have every day?" she asks.

"More or less," I answer truthfully.

"That's not nearly enough protein and nutrients for someone with a schedule like yours. Do you ever have eggs?"

"No, I'm a vegan," I explain.

"Oh right, well in that case you need to find a way to get more protein and iron or else it's only going to get worse," she tells me.

"O-okay," I say. God Jenna, you've really messed up this time.

"You should go home and get some rest, I'll get the producers to move your cello class to tomorrow."

"No!" I exclaim, "I need to do this!"

"Jenna, I can't let you do this today. You need to rest and recover."

"No, I need to be on set!" What kind of lead in a show DOESN'T show up to set when she needs to be there. What kind of person does this make me?

"Jenna, you need to rest. How about a compromise, you can do your cello lesson, but you need to go back to your apartment and get rest."

"Fine," I sigh, disappointed in myself.

"Do you have anyone who can take you home?" she asks, "all of our drivers are on break right now."

"No," I say half heartedly. I could ask Y/N, but I don't want to burden her. I don't want to burden anyone.

"Okay, let's get you to your trailer and you can lie down there for now." I nod cautiously. Standing up is worse than usual. Immediately, I can feel myself getting dizzy.

We walk back to my trailer, I find myself lying down on the couch. My head spins with worry What if production is delayed because of me?

I hear a knock on my trailer door, "Hey Jenna, it's me, Emma.

"Come in," I say happily. I love being around Emma. She's such a positive person.

"Joy says you're not feeling too good."

"Yeah, I guess," I say.

"I'm sorry to hear that," she sits down next to me, "you wanna talk?"

"It's just a lot," I confess, "all of these classes, and shoots, and work in general. It's just so much. And now I have to change what I'm eating because apparently I'm not getting enough nutrients!" Tears start to fall down my face.

"Hey, I've got you," she soothes me, stroking my hair, "it's gonna be okay."

It's about then that I slowly fall asleep.

Y/N's POV:

God, I hope I didn't fuck up with Jenna. The last time I was Tuesday night when we kissed. I haven't even gotten a text since.

I'm scared, what if she doesn't like me anymore?

"What's got you so upset? " Nessa asks between drags on her cigarette. I cough on the smoke coming from it.

"I just wish I could talk to Jenna," I admit.

"Man, just chill, it's normal to go a few days without talking to someone."

"Yeah, but normally if the last interaction was a kiss, it means that relationship is over," I point out.

"Just chill out, okay, acting's like, a hard job."

"Fine," I say, getting up, "I'm gonna drive home. See ya tomorrow."

The walk from the coffee shop to my car is less than two minutes. I only drove to work today because I was coming from Nessa's apartment and didn't want to leave my car there.

As soon as I get into the driver's seat, my phone starts to buzz with a call from a number I haven't seen before. Curious, I decide to pick up.

"Hello, is this Y/N?" the voice behind the phone asks.

"Yes, who is this?"

"Hi! This is Emma from Tuesday night, Jenna's not feeling well today, and I was wondering if you could drive her home from set?"

"Shit, is she okay?" I inquire. Fuck, I hope everything is alright!

"She'll be fine," Emma assures me, "can you drive her?"

"Sure, is she okay with that?"

"In all honesty, she's asleep right now and I found your number on a piece of paper on her counter."

"Isn't that an invasion of privacy?"

"Shut up, I was doing what I thought was right."

"Okay, fine, I'll come pick her up, but I don't want her to be surprised to see me."

"Deal." I hang up the phone. This day just got a lot more interesting.

I pull up to set about thirty minutes later to see Jenna and Emma waiting for me. I can see immediately what Emma meant by Jenna not feeling well.

There were heavy bags under her eyes, but the rest of her skin was so much paler than usual. I could see her twitching a bit, and it seemed like she was struggling to stay alert. Seeing her like this immediately replaces any resentment I may have had for her for avoiding me with pure concern.

"Hey there," I roll down the window to talk to them.

"Thank you so much for coming," Jenna says, smiling weakly.

"Here, let me help you into the car," I say gently, getting out to open the passenger seat door for her.

"I'll let you two be on your merry way then," Emma says cheerfully, "Feel better, Jenna." Leaving me and Jenna alone in the car together.

The silence between us is anything but comfortable. The radio went to static from low signal, and neither of us know what to say.

After a painfully awkward twenty five minutes, we pull up next to her apartment. 

"Can you help me up?" she asks, clearly a little embarrassed. I smile, and offer her a hand which she gratefully takes.

"Thank you so much, I don't know how I can repay you."

"Consider it a random act of kindness." She laughs a little.

The two of us walk to the elevator quietly, not really knowing what we could possibly say.

"So what's got you feeling so sick?" I ask curiously.

"Not getting enough protein, I guess."

"Oh that makes sense. Film sets probably don't have the best vegan options."

"On that, we can agree," she laughs weakly. The door flies open, revealing Jenna's apartment floor. I've never been in her place before.

"I'm right down the hall," she directs me.

I nod, and start walking with her.

She quickly disappears into her room to put on some more comfortable clothes, coming out in sweatpants and a white t-shirt.

"Here, let's get you some food," I say, bringing her a pb&j sandwich, "I know its not a gourmet meal or anything, but peanut butter's really good for you."

"Thank you so much," she smiles, "I don't deserve you."

"Hey, don't say that," I say. 

"But I don'ttt," she whines, "I don't talk to you for days after kissing you and yet you come to take care of me as soon as you hear I'm not doing too good!" 

"Jenna, please just eat your sandwich," I laugh, "we can talk about it when you're doing better."

She nods, "okay."

A few minutes later, she's done with the sandwich, and I can tell she's getting tired.

"Hey, do you wanna try to get some rest?" I suggest. She nods quietly.

I help her up from the couch, and guide her to her room.

She goes to the bed to lie down, pulling the covers over herself to stay warm

I turn to leave, my plan is to go home, but it's quickly thwarted.

"Can you stay?" she pleads, "I don't want to be alone."

"Sure," I smile, sitting down on the opposite side of the bed. She slowly repositions herself to be cuddled up to my side, laying her head in my lap.

"Good night, Y/N/N," she says softly.

"Good night," I smile, kissing her forehead. 

I can see her vibrantly blushing in the dim light of her room. She's just so insanely cute.

I run my fingers through her hair, trying to soothe her. It doesn't take long before she fully falls asleep.

The two of us are gonna have a lot to talk about when she wakes up.

#jenna ortega #i love jenna ortega #jenna ortega x reader #cute #jenna ortega x fem!reader #tara carpenter #reader insert #wednesday addams #vada cavell #jenna ortega x you #coffee shop romance #an americano please #jenna ortega fanfic #fanfic #y/n #fem!y/n #jenna marie ortega #wednesday addams x reader #wednesday show #emma myers #percy hynes white #georgie farmer #wednesday 2022 #netflix wednesday

[shankss-magnificent-ass]

A Growing Relationship

Pairing King the wildfire x GN!reader

Warnings: arguing, implied dead family, fluff

King would never admit it, but he was infatuated with you. Not that he needed to admit it, everyone could tell from how he treated you. And by that they mean without contempt like he does with everyone else who isn't Kaido. The only person who didn't know was you, but only because you suck at reading social cues. While while occasionally inconvenient it was one thing about you, that he found endearing about you. However, one of his least favorite things about you was your height. You were around average height of a human, so he towered over you. Meaning he could never truly be physically intimate with you as a man, which frustrated him to no end but didn't stop him from wanting to be with you.

It was almost love at first sight for King when he saw you the first time. You had joined under a subordinate captain, and were taking a tour of Onigashima when he laid eyes on you. He had no idea who you were, and he didn't know what drew you to him, but he pulled a few strings to get you working under him as his assistant. You were responsible for keeping him on track, managing his schedule, and anything he asked. Much to King's pleasure, you proved yourself to be a valuable asset to his work. You even kept his office presentable, from replacing the floorboards he regularly scorches, to dusting the floor to ceiling shelves of his book case. The latter always puzzled him because he never saw you getting the ladders to get up there.

King never bothered to ask you how you managed it because he was too busy trying his hardest to get closer to you. He wanted to know everything about you. Your mere presence engendered a peace in him that he had never felt that made him content just to be around you. You were the kindest person he had ever met, and he loved your indomitable spirit that refused to let anyone kill said kindness or change you as a person. The intriguing thing about you is there were whispers that you had a devil fruit, but no one, not even your captain knew what it did. And you refused to reveal or use it, not even Kaido could get you to change your mind. Which intimidated most members of the crew since no one knew for sure what you were capable of.

The was until late one night King had gotten into a fight with Queen and the scuffle resulted in both of them destroying part of the crew's dorms, including yours, with all of your stuff with it. In fact, it was he, who wrecked your stuff, because it was all burnt to a crisp. King had caught sight of you during the fight, and he was surprised to see the look of rage in your eyes. After the fight King approached you to apologize.

"I will pay for everything to be replaced, and arrange for new sleeping quarters while yours are being rebuilt. I'll also pull some strings to let you have design input for your new quarters."

King grew nervous when you just gave him a hard glare and crossed your arms, while tapping your foot.

"I really didn't mean to.... It was just some stuff, please."

"Just some stuff!" You shrieked, "You have no idea what you've done!"

"Don't you think you're overreacting? Queen started the fight anyway," He huffed, trying to deflect the blame and your ire.

Out of nowhere you grew in size, becoming tall enough to look him in the eyes. You pointed a finger in his face and yelled, "You destroyed the only things I had left of my family King. My photo album was a pile of ash! I'm now going to forget what they looked like because of you. You boiled my rock collection, burned my book collection, sat on my glasses, and torched all of my clothes! You destroyed everything I owned, I have every right to be upset with you King!"

Your growth spurt shocked everyone in the room into silence, and half of the crew was watching you chew him out. King lowered his voice to show sincerity when he asked, "I had no idea, I'm so sorry. What can I do to make things right between us?"

King watched your rage and anger deflate, leaving behind exhaustion and sorrow. Guilt filled the Lunarian upon hearing the tone at which you replied, "... I don't know, I'm too tired and angry to think. I just want to be alone and to go to sleep."

King placed his hands on your shoulders and offered, "You can sleep in my bed if you would like, I'll take the couch." King knew how much you preferred your privacy, and there was nowhere in Onigshima that was more private than his room.

"I can't take your bed King, I'll just sleep on the couch in your office~" You started to pull away, while avoiding eye contact with him.

But King interrupted, "Yes you can, I just had clean sheets put on this afternoon. I also insist you take my bed for the night, because last time you slept on the couch in my office you messed up your back. I cannot have you out of service for a week like last time." Leaving no room for argument, he turned you around to lead you to to his quarters.

"You're shaking," you noted once the two of you were down the hall and out of earshot of the others.

King was admittedly excited because now not only did he know intimacy was possible. But he now had the opportunity to prove to you that he was boyfriend material. He excused himself, "I've never had a sleepover before... I'll have someone find you some pajamas and clothes for you to wear tomorrow." He'd rather look childish than like a creep.

"This isn't a sleepover.... Wait you've never had a sleepover before? How?"

King sighed, "I had an... unorthodox childhood, very isolated. But I know you probably don't have the energy for an actual sleepover, this is the closest I've ever gotten to one." He smiled when he heard to mumble in agreement but that perhaps tomorrow night the two of you could have a proper one.

In his quarters he left you alone to unwind while he went to call the tailor to get you some clothes to wear while he has a new wardrobe made for you. Upon his return he found you face down, half on and half off his bed, sound asleep. He watched you while mulling over his thoughts, there's a part of him that's scared of getting hurt again. That you'll turn him into the government for the reward money. But he knew you wouldn't, you had always expressed extreme disdain for the world nobles and their systems of power. However, that did not mean that he didn't trust you with his secret. Once he decided he would take this disaster he caused, and use it to open up to you. King moved to your bedside, took a seat and removed your shoes. After depositing them neatly beside the nightstand he picked you up tenderly and tucked you into his bed. The tall man took a moment to brush your hair out of your face, admiring your soft features, before he leaned in and kisses your forehead. His breath fanned over your skin as he mumbled, "Good night, and sweet dream dreams."

Coming Soon

#one piece #one piece x reader #king the wildfire #king the conflagration #one piece scenario #king the conflagration x reader #king the wildfire x reader #alber op #from the depths of the dragon's hoard #tma original #5/28/23 #no beta we die like men

[robby-bobby-tommy]

Well, it's time for my hcs. (Mostly UM and KO)

Ultra Magnus has a terrible CPTSD. Sometimes he hears a plane and immediately transforms his hands into blasters. When he talks to someone he tries to continue the dialogue, but all his attention goes to figuring out the location of the enemy. (+ he has bad sleep schedule)

I'M also has a terrible case of 'bad things happen to bots when I leave them'. He doesn't like staying away from the battle, because he cares very much for his new found family. He isn't afraid of dying for the cause, but he doesn't want to lose anyone.

At the free time he has helped some Autobots make their battle skills better. Like he spared with Miko in Apex armor so she could practice her punches and also had classes for medics (Ratchet and KO). They didn't have blasters, which is disadvantage, but they figured out the way to fight almost as good as others.

Speaking of KO. He wasn't very welcomed at team at first, so he was watched very closely. Yet sooner or later they've warmed up to him. KO was a bit afraid at first, but seeing that they meant no harm, he came back to his sassy attitude.

Also KO has some appreciation problems. When he was a decepticon he had to earn the respect and after Shockwave came along he felt very replaceable. He wasn't thanked for his work half as much as he should. So when Ratchet thanked KO in 3 season he genuinely said "you're welcome".

But the moment he felt he was accepted into team prime was when OP didn't let him on some mission. It went like "Why can't I join?", "Knock Out, comrade, you aren't in need of another warrior, yet we may use the help of a second medic." "We can't just lose medics around. Too important." Ratchet adds. After like the whole team nods. And KO felt so appreciated

After that he became very close to Team Prime and (if they stayed on earth) to kids. When some bully is rude to Jack, KO would let Darby drive himself in school just to show off. He'd watch horrors with Miko, and even tell some interesting stuff abt Cybertronian culture, organism ect to Raf

Also he'd race with Bee and Smokescreen, but he is hella competitive. Like this scene in Avatar The Last Airbender, where Azula plays volleyball. "You'll never rise from the ashes of humiliation!" "Dude... It's not that deep bro.."

Oh, and he'd be very awkward with Smokey cuz like... He tried to open him up. But Smokey doesn't mind it, saying that they're even after he put KO in the wall

The other very strange relationship he has with Bulkhead. It's because of Breakdown. Bulkhead hated him and, as we all know, KO was in a relationship with him. Bulk ofc doesn't hold anything against KO for his relationship, yet they'd have a lot of different opinions on BD. They would talk a lot, finding out more about BD's past

And boy oh boy he had a wild one. Him and Bulkhead were born in the same class. They were builders, as Bulkhead said 'I can build stuff, I can break stuff. That's all.' Yet both of them wanted to do more good in the world, so they joined the Wreckers (before the war it was a gang that helped everyone in need and protected the weak), where they've met. Bulk and BD quickly became brothers in arms but the war seperated them

Once BD heard a broadcast of Megatron's ideas of reforming Cybertron and became a great supporter. He joined the decepticons cuz he thought it was his chance to make the world better. He was so blinded by Meg's promises that he thought this crimes were justified. Bulkhead was more observant, and felt something shady and was grossed out by bombings. But the thing that brought them apart and made them enemies was BD's betrayal. Early in the war Megatron was merciless and Wreckers mostly opposed him. Breakdown pledge allegiance to Megan. He wanted whole gang to join, but they refused and Big M wanted to destroy them all. Breakdown told the location of their hideout, and when Wreckers met there, they were greeted by pistols. It was a big fight, some lives were lost. After that BD went with Decepticons and Bulkhead with the Autobots. Now Bulk hated BD for his betrayal

KO never knew abt that cuz he met BD later. Knock Out was a doctor in one of the neutral cities, that were captured by Decepticons early in the war, and decided to join the "winning team" Just to survive

After all the talks Bulkhead started to respect KO more

Knock Out, Bee and Smokey regularly forcing the gang to go to the drive in theaters.

Arcee, June and Miko have a girls nights where they judge everyone

OP and UM are very close. To the point they're mistaken for brothers (they call each other that in private)

Ultra Magnus doesn't like to show affection in public, so when someone wants to hug him or smt like that, they always ask him to another room. Like after OP came back in season 3, Optimus said smt like "Ultra Magnus, old friend, for a word". And then they are just hugging in another room

Optiratch. Just them. Married. Conjux endura. That's all

Megatron, Soundwave and Shockwave are mean girls.

Megasound cuz you can't stop me. And Shocky just third wheeling his spark out.

Shockwave actually started to like Starscream when they were left on earth.

Agent Fowler and June dating, cuz they both deserve better

KO, Arcee and Ratchet form a widow club after the film.

KO and Arcee beat Arachnid's aft together.

That's all for now.

#transformers #tfp #transformers prime #maccadam #megatron #tfp megatron #soundwave #tfp starscream #shockwave #tfp shockwave #knock out #knockout #tfp knockout #ultra magnus #tfp ultra magnus #optimus prime #tfp optimus prime #ratchet #tfp ratchet #arcee #tfp arcee #bulkhead #tfp bulkhead #breakdown #tfp breakdown #bumblebee #tfp bumblebee #smokescreen #tfp smokescreen #agent fowler

[russellsppttemplates]

Sebastian and family coming to meet the babies after they are born . Like imagine him and Hanna telling mick to take care of mama and the babies

"Is uncle Sebastian coming herd today?", Aurora asked you while you changed Harriet's diaper, "yes, him and aunt Hanna are stopping by, they want to see you and Seb since they haven't seen you in a while and they also want to meet Harriet", you tapped your youngest's nose, seeing her gummy smile, "That's right, baby girl, we are having visitors, Harriet, yes, we are", you cooed while you finished fastening her popper buttons of her bodysuit, pulling her closer to you and walking dowstairs to meet the other guys, "hello, hello", you greeted Angie and Hazel, their wagging tails showing their excitement as Mick walked up to you, "do you need me to take this one?", he stretched his arms out, pulling her to his chest, "I really need a shower", you blushed, kissing his cheek and heading back upstairs so you could look a little more presentable for your guests.

With having three kids, you had your routine down to the most efficient it could be, showing up in the living room not long later with your hair blowdried and wearing comfy lounge wear clothes, "did you guys behave well for papa?", you asked as your son walked up to you, hugging your legs, "Hi, mama", he said, smiling up at you and asking you to pick him up with his hands, "hello, my love", you cooed, brushing his hair out of his forehead and eyes before kissing his pale skin, "did you guys tidy your toys like I asked you to?", you questioned, seeing Aurora nod along with Sebastian, "we only had to get papa's help because we built that logo tower and we didn't want to destroy it so we can show uncle Seb, but we did the rest", your son defendeded as you saw Mick nod in the background, Harriet sleeping on his chest, "Good job, guys", you complimented, looking to Aurora so she knew you were directing the praise at her, too.

When Sebastian and Hanna arrived, they were quick to put the food they had brought on the coffee table, even though Mick had insisted they didn't need to, and looked for the newest addition to the family, "hey, gorgeous girl", Hanna said as Mick out Harriet in her arms since she had woken up, "We'll be in the kitchen making some tea and grabbing other drinks, okay?", Mick said as he and Sebastian walked to the kitchen.

"So, how are you handling three kids?", the older German driver asked as Mick walked around, boiling the kettle and grabbing what they needed, "we're doing good, and now it really shows how retiring from racing was the best idea. There's no way this wouldn't have fallen all on Y/N and I wouldn't want any of that to happen. Besides, I spend more time with the kids, everything I have work related can be fit into the schedule when they're at school, Harriet is a pretty calm baby, too", he smiled.

"They're family, and at the end of the day, they're our priority", Sebastian said, "we have skills very few have and the privilege to have the best job in the world, but they're your constant. They're always going to be there for you and because of you. Y/N is an amazing woman, I've always told you that, and now she's an amazing mother, and it's your job to take care of them, too. I know you do, but there's never too much reminders, I find", he chuckled, hearing his wife walk inside, "Harriet spit a little on me, bless her, do you have a wet cloth I can use?", she asked as Mick pointed to the sink, "thanks", she said as she asked Sebastian to stretch out her shirt while she dabbed, "you guys are doing so well, Aurora and Seb are such great kids with you two and Harriet, and she's so calm, too", she took the opportunity to praise.

"Y/N has been a champion, as always, and I'm trying my best to keep up with her as well, although I doubt that I'm as good as her", Mick blushed, "trust me, you are. Because you care for them, because you found ways to help and that's all they can ask of you. The other day I was FaceTiming Seb and he was telling me how you had picked him up from school and he was so happy about it", Hanna added.

"You have built a good, strong family, Mick", she rubbed his back, "now I have to go back because Rora and Seb want to show me a Lego tower", she smiled.

(Thank you for submitting an ask 🤍)

#mick schumacher blurb #inês writes blurbs #f1 blurb #f1 x reader

[liveforjeongin]

this is my first time asking because I really like your writing, can I request lee Changbin.? It doesn’t matter who the Ler is, and go crazy with the prompts..I just need him, desperately. Thank you so much for doing what you do and have a great day ahead!

Just A Light Poke

I literally love you I LOVE lee!Changbin

I chose some prompts also, cuz I honestly didn't know what to write, but reading the prompts gave me some inspiration so I decided using some of them, I hope that's fine

And you're so sweet anon, thank youuu

Also thanks for the request<33

-tickle fic, if you don't like that you can keep scrolling

lee!Changbin ler!Jeongin

requested by: anon

warnings: threatens against the shoes (lol😭), raspberries, nibbles, swearing, kinda long

Prompt 23, list #1: “I thought that you said you weren’t ticklish.”

Prompt 36, list #1: “I didn’t tell you to stop…”

Prompt 47, list #1: “I think that i like this. Can you do it some more?”

Prompt 99, list #1: “You almost never swear! This must be a lot for you!”

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Skz had been on schedule the whole day. On interviews, recording some content for Stay, just like some episodes of 2Kids Show, and also practicing for the upcoming presentations on music awards there are between December and January.

The members, were tired but also happy and proud of themselves for how this era was doing, but one member, Changbin, woke up with extreme energy that day.

Changbin was being extremely loud and clingy, more than usual, especially with Jeongin, always hugging him and chasing him for hugs or to ask him for kisses (which are never given).

Jeongin normally wouldn't care, and actually, wasn't caring at the moment. He knows how Changbin is, and he might seem bothered by that, but he's actually not. In fact, Jeongin also woke up in a good, playful mood that day, so we can say their energies where matching together and they were having fun in between all the tiring things the were having to do across the day.

While they were playfully fooling around after and interview, Jeongin poked Changbin's side. It was a light poke, Jeongin didn't even think when he did it, but Changbin practically jumped at it. Jeongin just giggled a bit and decided to not think much about it.

But... How many times had Changbin wreck him after seeing his extremely ticklish reaction to the lightest touch? This was the perfect opportunity to get him back. So the maknae just kept that information for later, he was really going to destroy that guy...

Some hours later, it was already 9pm, the members were extremely tired, excepting for Changbin, who somehow kept some energy, so it was sure the members in the 3racha+Hyunjin dorm weren't going to sleep soon. Maybe our baby bread could help them with that...

It was a surprise for the whole group when Jeongin asked Chan if he could to go with them to their dorm, and he'd go to his later. It's not like Jeongin didn't like visit his hyungs from the other dorm, it's just that... Well, he wasn't likely to go after a long work day.

And definitely not at 9pm.

But 3racha and Hyunjin were happy to be visited by their maknae, despite the hour, so they accepted.

After being threatened by Minho about selling all his shoes if he wasn't at their dorm before 10:30pm, Jeongin entered the car where 3racha+Hyunjin were, and they went to their dorm.

Once in the 3racha+Hyunjin dorm, Jeongin sat on a living room's couch with Chan. They were going to see a movie cuz there was actually nothing much to do, while Changbin, Jisung and Hyunjin went each one to their own room.

Around minute 20, Jeongin decided to go complete his mission before the dwaekki fell asleep, so he confessed his plan to Chan, who understoond perfectly and paused the movie so the youngest wouldn't miss anything.

Jeongin stood up and walked towards Changbin's room "Hyung? You still awake?" He asked, making sure to not be too loud in case he was already asleep.

"Yup. Come in, Innie" Changbin said from the other side of the door.

Jeongin entered the older's room, closing the door behind him and sitting down next to him in his bed "What you doing, hyung?" He asked innocently, as if he waren't about to tickle the shit out of him.

Changbin was happy to have a time with his youngest, after all, he appreciated the members a lot and was happy when they were the ones looking for him, it felt good.

"Just scrolling through Instagram. Nothing new or interesting. What about you? Weren't you watching a movie with Chan hyung?"

"Oh, yes, but... You'll see, I've been thinking about something the whole day and now I need to do it, could you let me?" Jeongin asked, with that cute and infallible smile of his.

"Let you do... Exactly what?" The dwaekki asked, raising an eyebrow, now finding the youngest's behavior non usual from him.

"Can I tickle you, hyung? I won't be too mean, really"

Changbin was surprised and flustered by the maknae's question, he was expecting everything but that "T-Tickle me? Are you serious? Pfft, I'm... Not even ticklish, so it would be in vain if you tried. Sorry to disappoint you, baby bread" The older rushed to reply, the nervousness evident in his voice and a light pink blush spreading over his cheeks.

"If you're not ticklish then you wouldn't mind if I test it myself, right?" Jeongin grinned at the older, knowing he will win this fight

"U-Uhhhh... I-I..."

Without letting him say another word, Jeongin jumped over the rapper and sat on his thighs, also keeping his arms above his head.

It was so unexpected that Changbin couldn't even fight back, and at the moment he realized everything, he was already pinned down by the youngest.

Jeongin didn't lose any more time and immediately started squeezing the older's side, provoking loud, cute giggles out of him, and attempts of squirming, that failed since Jeongin had him immobilized.

"Oh? What's that, hyung? I thought you said you weren't ticklish" Innie teased, with a grin on his face.

"Shuhuhuhuhut up, Jeongihihihin!" Changbin blushed at the youngest's teases

Jeongin gasped dramatically "How dare you say such rude things to your dongsaeng, hyung? Channie hyung have told you multiple times that you have to respect your youngers!" The maknae went wild on Changbin's ribs, his worst spot from far

"N-NohohOHOHOHOHO INNIHIHIHIHIHIE! WAHAHAHAHAIT! INNIE, INNIHIHIHIE IT TICKLES SO MUHUHUHUHUCH. I CAN'T TAKE IHIHIHIHIT!"

After a few more seconds torturing the older, Jeongin stopped and got off of his hyung, leaving Changbin all blushed and breathing hard.

"I didn't tell you to stop..." Changbin said as turned his face to face (lol😭) Innie.

Jeongin looked at the dwaekki, a bit surprised at his words "What do you mean?" Asked, just to make sure he understood right.

"I mean that... I think that I like this. Can you do it some more?" Changbin asked shyly

Jeongin could only smile at the older's request, not having expected that, but finding it extremely cute, so sat back on Changbin thighs and started squeezing his hips, making him go crazy.

"WaHAHAHAHAIT JEONGIN, THAT'S BAHAHAHHAHAHAD! THAT'S REALLY BAHAHAHHAHAHAD!"

"Awwwww, you like this, hyungie?"

Changbin could barely talk, so answered as he could, not thinking twice before doing it "HAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAA YEHEHEHEHEHES, YEHEHEHEHHEHEHES!"

Jeongin smiled and lifted up the older's shirt, and without any warning, blew a raspberry close to his side, making Changbin kick his legs and move his head like crazy, while did his best to push Jeongin's head out of his belly, failing even though he's so strong, but strong people also become weak when tickled. Understand him.

"FUHUHUHUHUHUCK! FUCK, JEONGIHIHIHIHIN, THAT'S TOO BAHAHAHAD! THAT'S BAD, IT'S BAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAD, IT'S REALLY BAHAHAHHAD"

Jeongin giggled on the dwaekki's belly "You almost never swear! This must be a lot for you!" And then proceeded to nibble all over the other guy's midsection while scribbling his ribs, which drove the older totally insane.

"NOHOHOHOHOHOHO, JEONGIHIHIHIHIN! JEONGIN, FUHUHUHUHUCK, THIS IS TOO BAD! IT'S TOO BAD, I CAN'T TAKE IHIHIHIHIT! HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA JEONGIN, JEONGIN STOP, STOP PLEHEHEHEHEASE!"

Jeongin finally stopped, getting off of his hyung for the second time, and stroking his hair a bit, as an aftercare.

"Was that too much, hyungie?" The younger asked softly, to what the older shook his head and blushed while answering "It was great, thank you, Innie"

Changbin then gave a small but tight hug to his dongsaeng, as another way of thanking him. Jeongin, even though he wasn't a great fan of skinship, accepted the hug with a slight smile, and even hugged Binnie back.

After pulling away from the hug, Binnie stared a the ceiling for some seconds, and then spoke up again "What time did Lee Know hyung said you had to be home or else he'd sell all your shoes?"

"SHIT, YOU'RE RIGHT" Jeongin quickly checked the hour: 10:23pm. He could make it to the dorm in seven minutes, right? He hoped so, or his shoes were going to pay the consequences.

Innie stood up from Changbin's bed in a rush, yelling a "Good night Changbin, Han, and Hyunjin hyungs" while running all over the dorm. Then arrived the living room and let a tired from running "Good night Channie hyung" out. Chan couldn't help but giggle at the youngest's hurry, but replied with a "Good night for you too Innie, and you better run cuz it's already 10:25", which only made the maknae even more worried, so he ran out of the dorm towards his, which fortunately was just a few streets away.

Changbin, meanwhile, was still staring at the ceiling, replaying the scene of Innie absolutely wrecking the total shit out of him. Damn, that felt so good and liberating.... Maybe he could ask him for more one day...

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AHHIE'S BACK AGAIN, HELLO😻

And I'm back with my long fics with an even longer introduction, this feels more me than ever

I love lee!Changbin so this was really fun and cute to write

I hope you guys like it, and lmk if you prefer long or short fics the most, I'm still having a crisis with that

Also, heavily thinking on doing a taglist for all of my fics, what do you think????

And please tell me you get the shoes thing I couldn't think of anything better but I really liked it😭 (Heavily thinking on writing a drabble or an os with that, help)

Anyway-

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[bemusedlybespectacled]

Apologies for the off topic but would you have any tips on writing lawyers who arent just smarmy?

I DO INDEED.

Some negative traits for a lawyer character that aren't "smarmy asshole:"

Being gossipy. I have never, in my entire fucking life, met a lawyer who didn't like drama, and I am including myself in that. I know the exact details of at least three different affairs involving other attorneys in my area, all of which happened years before I started work. In law school I knew which professors had married students (and, in one case, divorced his wife who was also a professor at the same law school to marry a student), who was sleeping with whom, and who'd been kicked out for various infractions. This does extend to our clients, and we definitely will complain about them to other attorneys (within the bounds of not sharing confidential information).

On a similar note, being critical of other attorneys. So-and-so never files motions on time, or doesn't know the rules of evidence well enough to make objections, or can't write their way out of a paper bag.

Being competitive. This is more a thing with litigators, I think, but god does it feel good when you crush your opponent into the dirt. Law is an adversarial system with winners and losers, and it is so fun to be the winner. Even when you like the opponent, there's something innately satisfying when you destroy them with your superior skills.

Not knowing how other people operate. This can take a variety of forms. For some people, it's that "I have no idea if what I'm talking about is common knowledge or something only I know, so I need to explain it in detail" thing. For others, it can be "oh, not everyone thinks attempted murder is funny. Whoopsie." I had a conversation with a fellow attorney where I nodded along politely while he complained to me that representing landlords was no longer profitable for him, all the while thinking, "Does he....... does he not know that I do eviction defense?"

Being know-it-alls. I feel like this goes without saying, but quite a lot of lawyers are very confident in their knowledge and will be assholes about it. However, this doesn't stop them from...

Being perfectly average. The common idea about lawyers is that they're all Harvard-educated geniuses who know everything there is to know about everything. And I am here to tell you that lawyers are just as capable of being dumbasses as anyone else. I am incapable of doing math, and so are a lot of lawyers (the judge in the Alex Jones case kept joking about her inability to do math). When I was in law school editing the students' journal articles, I needed to give a remedial training on how to write essays because some people genuinely didn't fucking know how. And I'm not even getting into the guys who didn't know what sundown towns were.

On the flip side, some positive traits for a lawyer character:

Caring a lot. It is really, really common to burn out on law, either because your subject matter is depressing or your schedule is fucked or your clients just keep being in horrible situations that you can't help them in.

Being fucking nerds. About the law, about other interests like history or science, about fandom shit. I just found out that one of the public defenders here is taking his girlfriend (also a lawyer) to a con this week; he's easily 10+ years older than me and really good at oral arguments. I am mutuals on Tumblr with so many fucking lawyers. And that can include getting excited about weird shit, like me watching the Alex Jones trial the way other people watch sports events.

Having good social skills. Law is a service profession. Even in cases where your client isn't a human person (in-house counsel for a corporation, mergers & acquisitions, criminal prosecution where your client is The State), you are still providing a service and you are going to need to interact with the humans that benefit from that service, even if it's the complaining witness in a criminal case or the CEO of a company you work for. Attorneys with bad social skills – who are obstructionist to their opponents, or abuse their staff, or are bad with clients, or are smarmy assholes – are not liked in the profession, and being liked goes a long way with other attorneys. The number of times I've done things like call another attorney and said something like, "Hey, your client is violating the custody order, can you tell him to knock it off so I don't need to file something about it?" or "Why don't we both knock CPS out of this case and then do the adversarial thing when they're gone?" is... a lot.

In general:

Most lawyers are not making shitloads of money unless they are at very specific firms or doing extremely specific kinds of work. The majority of lawyers are basically middle class. So while the "rich asshole lawyer" stereotype exists for a reason, most lawyers aren't.

We have very strict ethical rules that we need to follow. Now, the ethical rules were implemented because people weren't being ethical on their own, but we do have them. If you want to be a nerd, go look up your local bar's sanctions page.

We specialize in different areas of law. Just like how an eye doctor might vaguely remember stuff about the endocrine system from medical school but probably doesn't know more than that, a criminal lawyer is probably not going to go into, say, wills & trusts. They can, but most people find their niche in an area they like.

There are other kinds of law than just corporate and criminal. Where is my seasons-long TV series about legal aid? Environmental prosecution? TAXES?

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Tim and Damian Sharing Robin

Think of it this way: A cafe only needs one barista at a time, but there are multiple baristas who cover different shifts

Scheduling errors where BOTH of them thought they were gonna be Robin that night and the ensuing fistfight

Scheduling errors where both of them thought the OTHER was gonna be Robin and the panic that ensues. Damian planned a trip to the art museum. Tim planned a date with Bernard. Bruce is like “I don’t NEED a Robin” and they’re both like “YES YOU DO”. Jason ends up being Robin. Everyone assumes Robin simply got hit by a magic spell that made him Buff and Twice His Size

Tim and Dami sometimes getting mixed up for each other. Tim is mortified that he’s short enough that people think he might be the same person as his ten year old brother

People who think there’s just one Robin assuming that Robin just brings his sword out when he feels more murdery and his bo staff when he feels less murdery

Bernard being like “I have a conspiracy theory where Red Robin sometimes acts as Robin because of the bo staff, different looks, and different character”. Tim is like. Wow my boyfriend is so smart. Time to gaslight him.

Tim and Dami switching Robin shifts without informing Bruce and letting Bruce be absolutely baffled and off-footed when a different son shows up.

Bruce is like “tonight Tim is Robin so we’ll look into [investigation that requires computer skills]”. Dami shows up and Bruce is like uh oh. This is why Bruce has like 50 different contingency plans, because his children just do stuff without telling him and it destroys all his og plans

One time Tim and Dami switch and Bruce doesn’t notice for a solid 10 minutes because he’s so sleep deprived

Core Four invites Tim to a group get-together so he asks Damian to switch shifts with him, Damian demands a bribe, Tim gives Damian a new set of brushes

Damian wants to go see an animated movie with his art club, tries to ask Dick to ask Tim to switch with him, Tim appears very smug and tries to ask for a favour in turn but then Dick being a DICK says that Tim has to be the “older brother” and “if he’d do it anyways he should just do it” and “as the older brother you can’t take advantage of a ten year old”

Tim: I’m supposed to be MATURE and just allow the switch without forcing you to take my weekend shifts-- Damian: HAH Tim: --BUT I’M NOT MATURE SO TAKE THE WEEKEND SHIFTS SO I CAN STAY WITH THE KENTS ON THE LONG WEEKEND.

Tim and Damian forming a union and presenting their terms and conditions to Bruce saying that they’ll strike unless he agrees. Bruce, exhausted, points out that he has literally been trying for over a decade to get Robin to stop existing and that THEY were the ones to force him to accept them as superheroes. He gives into the union’s conditions anyways.

#dc #batfam #Tim Drake #Timothy Drake #Damian Wayne #Damian al Ghul #sharing robin au #tim and damian: you will have no robin unless you have a movie night with us once a week! #bruce who literally fired dick from robin bc he was scared for dick's health and told tim he refused to have another robin and didn't even #appoint damian as robin and literally only has robin bc his reckless children will go whether he approves or NOT and it may as well be #with his support and supervision so that he can try to keep them safe: #i literally would've had movie night with you anyways bc i love you and also yes please stop being robin please stop #tim and damian BOTH being robin allowing each other to explore more of a normal non-cape life + have better overall health #bruce being so pleasantly surprised by his sons going OUT with FRIENDS and CHOOSING to spend nights at home etc #alfred looks at bruce like. so when are YOU getting a coworker batman. b is like. idk what you're talking about??? i'm fine??? #bruce is btw like. in his forties or fifties and his joints are COMPLAINING about all his time as batman #clark shows up one day like 'i can be your coworker batman!!!' and bruce is like #first of all you are already superman. second of all you can't work in gotham. third of all. i refuse. #it's clownery your honour

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I seen a lot of people liking my post about Brahms so here you go more

Daily life with Brahms

(Including sleeping schedule, cooking, and more)(swf) Request open

Brahms loves your bed, he has been sleeping on one destroyed smelly matters for years. He will lay in your bed for hours at first, its just so soft, and it smells like you too! Its really great.

Cooking with him isnt the best thing but it sure is entertaining to watch him try to force open can or peel carrorts for first time

You need to guide him, before he gets frustrated, unless you want 2meter child in your kichen. If you will show patience and care it will inspire him to try again ( it sounds so deep, remeber we are Talking about peeling potatos right now)

He loves setting plates and stuff on table before dinner! It reminds him of chilhood^^ also its some sort of relaxing for him.

If you are very caring person His mommy/daddy issues will kick in (not in sexy way, more in 🥺i wanna hugs and support way)

Will hug you from behind, its His favorite way to greet you, if you easly spooked he will do it alot just to spook you

If you guys know each other for long time he may take his mask off once or twice

Brahms trying to figure out how broom works after droping cerial box on the floor at 2am.

Brahms siliently going to your bed while you sleep just to snuggle with you in your super comfortable bed

If you paint your nails he wants some too! Please paint his nails

He hopes you buy a camera so yall can take silly photos together and have special album for it. Also He would take photos of you while you do the most random stuff ever(for example photo of you just nomally eating soup)

Cuddles: he favorite cuddles posiosion is when you are laying On bed, he lays on you, you wrap your arms and legs(or only arms) around him, and play with his hair. He gets sleepi soo fast, and he loves when you hum too!

Please give him one of yours headbans or give him a haircut, his hair is on his eyes its only matter of time when he falls of stairs.

I know that he smells when you met him first time but after long bath he accualy has nice sent.

Hes a cat person, and hes scared of rats

Once he ate raw potato while you werent looking

He is insecure about his looks so if you tell him you love his hight/looks/voice/whatever you punks like theese days, he will be blushing and cover his face. And everytime he sees this part of his body will smile :)

Those headcanons may be read as platonic or romantic

Request open

(I wrote this in span of 15minutes so there may be mistakes)

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