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myvampyrez · 1 month

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Just read your last Cloud X Reader and it was super sweet! I was wondering if you could write any headcanon about Cloud being a parent? And his relationship with reader as well Sorry if it’s clear

cloud as a dad hc’s 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪

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mentions of pregnancy (obviously), mentions of morning sickness and postpartum, and obviously babies, lmk if i missed anything love 💕!!

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❥ as we all know, cloud is pretty serious or stoic most of the time. i mean, after everything that’s happened to him, you can’t really blame him. due to the harsh realities of living in the slums of midgar, he wouldn’t want kids unless you two were very stable and sure of your decision. he doesn’t want to bring a child in a world full of hate and despair, so he wants to make sure you both are ready for this!!

❥ when you do decide to get pregnant, cloud is with you every step of the way. he’s still doing jobs as way to make a living for the two of you, but when he comes home, he’s literally so sweet. i can just imagine cloud scolding you for tripping over something even though he’s literally holding you in his arms after he’s caught you lmao.

❥ he’s definitely not fazed by morning sickness or any sort of pain or gross feelings!! he will hold your hair for you when you puke and will massage you when your back hurts (even if he’s super awkward)!!

❥ yes, if you have weird or midnight cravings, cloud will get them for you. no questions asked, you could tap him on the shoulder and he levitates out of bed and just goes to get you your food. maybe a little grumbling at the fact that it’s super late— but once you remind him that you’re carrying his child, he’ll shut up real quick.

❥ i can totally see cloud having a girl and a boy, maybe not twins but at different times. i think he’d want them closer in age so they can protect each other and they’re at least somewhat close in grades? so maybe one baby and then another a year or two after? regardless of their age or their gender, cloud’ll love and cherish them no matter what they are.

❥ i can see cloud as a girl dad just because i’m thinking of those dads where they’re so intimidating and then all of a sudden you just see their tiny daughter in their arms putting bright pastel bows in their hair while they have the most serious face ever.

❥ with his daughter, he’s that, “no boyfriends until you’re 30” type guy. he will support her nonetheless but his daughters future boyfriends should know not to break her heart if they know who her dad is!! i can see cloud teaching his daughter self defense and sparring with her early in the mornings when she has too much energy. when she’s still little, i also think he’d entertain her like he did yuffie where he’ll pretend she beat him up and is just like “(っ｡‸◟ c)”

❥ with his son, he’d also teach him self defense!! there’s not much, if anything, mentioned about cloud’s dad so i think it’d be cloud without a father figure that he’s able to ask for help or depend on when he needs advice. he just doesn’t want his kids growing up like he did.

❥ i dunno about you guys, but i literally adore the little dynamic cloud and denzel have in ac— hence why i made that one fic where reader and cloud took care of him and marlene for the day. i just think it’s really neat how he really looks up to cloud, and i think cloud would appreciate it in his own.. awkward way? so i can just imagine you taking the babies to watch cloud while he trains or exercises or smth and they’re just in utter awe because— their dad is literally so cool??

❥ yes, they will ask for a sword afterwards. please resort to cardboard ones, we do not need any poked out baby eyes on the ground 😭

❥ cloud is the type of parent who’ll multitask around the house and insists that your rest, especially during postpartum. he’ll have a double baby carrier on him, a baby on his chest and other on his back while he’s mushing up their food and simultaneously on the phone with tifa.

❥ speaking of tifa!! she is literally an angel, she will gladly take them off your hands if you guys need it. the babies like to call her “auntie tifa” and she loves it lol. she’ll take them to meet marlene and denzel (depending on which arc we’re in) even though they’d probably be a bit older than your guys’ kids? but nonetheless they love them anyways!!

❥ imagine cloud doing pull-ups with both the babies on him in the carriers LMFAOOO

❥ yeah, these kids are getting spoiled. even if not by you, definitely by cloud. he can be stern but when they’re babies, he can’t help but give in. i can’t help but imagine cloud picking up the babies all awkward when they’re crying and he has like no idea what to do until you coax him into holding the baby properly as he keeps looking up at you for reassurance that he’s not doing anything wrong 😭.

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severeaesthetic · 1 year

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“People I would cheat on my boyfriend with” prank

Dorm Leader’s reactions to this prank

Reader is the prefect

Not proofread

⚠️Suggestive content

Riddle Rosehearts

Why would you pull this prank on this precious baby?

He’s just trying to live by the rules, but you’re over here trying to give him an aneurysm or heart attack

He was just chillin’ in the rose garden playing with his little hedgehog buddies when you practically cornered the poor boy and told him you wanted to practice for your upcoming presentation.

Of course, Riddle being naive and in love, said he would love to help.

So you both walked into the Heartslabyul lounge and Riddle sitting waiting for you to set up and begin.

After setting up you stood in front of the laptop ready to pull off the prank.

How it went down:

Taking a deep breath you finally pulled up the slide show. “This presentation is about people I would cheat on my boyfriend with” you said as you saw the color drain from Riddle’s face. Quickly you clicked next slide. “Absolutely no one. Nobody in this world is better for me than him” you said grinning when the color returns to his face and he gives you a smile of his own. He leans forward looking at the screen.

“My rose, why is there another slide?” He looks at you with genuine curiosity.

I takes everything in you to continue with the prank (I probably wouldn’t be able to continue because he would look at me. He’s baby). You click to the next slide and the last thing he expected/wanted to see was his ex. Floyd Leech to be exact. His bicolored eyes burned a hole into Riddle as he stared at the screen with his mouth gaping. At that time Cater and Trey walked in and felt the tension in the air. Ace came out from somewhere, he was recording the whole thing making sure to get both the screen and Riddle’s reactions.

“Oh man house warden!” Ace said laughing almost to the point of tears “you should’ve seen your face!”

You made your way to stand behind Trey and Cater. Cater wrapped his arm around your waist (platonically) and took a selfie with you, captioning it “#ripprefect you shouldn’t have pranked the house warden”

Riddle stood up remaining silent looking between you and Ace. “Uh oh” Ace said as he took of running. Riddle started to follow before stopping to the side of your body.

He grabbed your chin and made you look him in the eyes. “I will deal with you later” was what he said before walking off to go find Ace.

After Riddle spent the afternoon collaring your friends (minus Epel and Jack because they volunteered to hunt down Adeuce and Grim) he drags you to his room after he had taken his dorm uniform off and put on his sad pjs (We all have sad pjs don’t lie and say he doesn’t, his sad pjs include a sweater that either you gifted him or one of yours that smells like you)

Please reassure him it was a prank. Because the whole time he was chasing your friends self deprecating thoughts were running through his head making him very sad about your relationship and thinking you were gonna leave him. Also reassure him that Floyd was not involved in this and he won’t have to deal with him.

Just lay with him on his bed holding his body as close to yours as possible, maybe run a hand through his hair. If you hear sniffling or you feel your shirt get wet, no you don’t.

“Please don’t do that again” Riddle sniffles snuggling closer to you

You better apologize or we are gonna have problems

Leona Kingscholar

RIP #1

This can go one of three ways depending on what he is doing or what happened earlier that day

If he is napping and you somehow manage to wake him up, he will most likely roll his eyes and growl before grabbing you, then laying on top of you as “punishment” for waking him up

If you manage to find him when he actually went to class he would probably just stand and stare at you before flicking your forehead and walking to whatever class he has next (The best option if you care about your life)

If you happen to find him after a spelldrive scrimmage against Diasomnia that was made mandatory by Vargas, then you will have approximately 0.00000001 seconds left to live.

After you begged and pleaded with Epel not to go through with this today you eventually lost/gave in. You made a mental note to tell Vil about him missing his skincare routine for two days. You managed to find Leona after the match in his bedroom sitting on the edge of the bed mumbling to himself.

How it went down:

You knocked on the open door before walking in and setting your stuff on his desk. “Leo?” Was what he heard that made him cut off his pissed off self tangent. Without saying anything he wrapped his arms around your waist and buried his face in your stomach not saying a word as you began to run your fingers through his hair. “Hey, I know this might not be the best time to ask, but can you help me with my presentation for class. I just wanna record your reaction to my presentation” with that Leona looked up at you slightly glaring.

“Do I get unlimited cuddle and nap privileges if I do?” He said.

“You can have all the cuddles and naps you want” you smile down at him. Because I am going to have a lot of making up to do after this you thought to yourself.

“Alright herbivore” he let your waist go and leaned back on his hands watching as you got everything ready.

Clicking record on your phone you had set up to get his reaction and the screen in view, you clicked to the first slide. “People I would cheat on my boyfriend with” you said trying to keep from grinning. Leona crossed his arms sitting up straight, running his tongue along his front teeth with a smirk egging you on. You gulped and clicked to the next slide. “No body because I’m loyal and I love him” you spoke and Leona rose an eyebrow.

“Go on herbivore, go to the next slide”

“An extra slide?” You pretended to act confused “I probably just hit add slide too many times and there is a blank one.”

Silently he stood up and walked over to you and leaned down to where your faces were inches apart, his hand reached for the mouse and clicked over to the next slide. Where he saw the one he hated the most. That overgrown lizard. Malleus Draconia. A low growl was heard as his gaze was once again staring into your soul. “You have two seconds” he whispered.

You quickly grabbed your phone that was still recording and bolted out of his room. True to his word, Leona waited the two seconds before walking after you out of Savanaclaw. You were running and looking for Jack or Ruggie (who you would have to bribe). Without any luck you ran to the mirror room not looking back to see if Leona was on your tail (get it?). You were about to make it to the mirror room when a heavy body fell on top of you pinning you down to the ground. You were too scared to turn around and see Leona that you barely registered the French that was being spoken. You sighed in relief when you turned around and found it was Rook. You had never been so happy to see your stalker friend.

In your brief moment of relief, you didn’t hear your lazy lion coming up to the two of you. “Ya know, this is the only time I’ve been thankful for the hunter hanging out in Savanaclaw” he eerily spoke.

“Oh! Roi du Leon. I didn’t realize I had caught your prey” Rook said as he stood up and helped you stand as well.

“Don’t worry about it. You made my job a lot easier” the look Leona sent you sent a shiver down your spine. He walked over and threw you over his shoulder and walked back to his room with you saying it was a prank and apologizing over and over. He threw you on the bed and pinned your hands over your head with one hand. “If my prey has the guts to act like a brat, they’re gonna get punished like a brat.”

You did not in fact, forget to snitch on Epel to Vil.

(Let me know if you want an +18 continuation)

Vil Schoenheit

RIP #2

You know Rook doesn’t call him Roi du poison for nothing right?

You know that going through with this prank results in your imminent death right?

On the bright side, he’ll make sure you look beautiful at your funeral and that the service is one to remember.

He was sitting at the vanity in his room applying his make up when you knocked at the door. “Enter” he said not looking at the door.

How it went down:

After knocking you entered the room carrying the necessary equipment to carry out your plan. Sevens, you were going to kill Epel for making you do this. “My queen, I come to ask for your assistance on a project” you say bowing/curtsying. He looks at you in the mirror and raises his eyebrows at the stuff you’re holding before going back to his make up.

“What is the project over sweet potato?”

“Well it’s not really the project. More like the reactions to the project” you said as you began setting up the camera behind the mirror where Vil and the laptop could be seen. “I have to present my project then do a survey thing over the different reactions to the presentation.”

“Very well then, just make sure to get my good side” he said finishing the last of his make up and cleaning his vanity.

“All your sides are good” you place a kiss to his shoulder as to not ruin his make up and hit record. “People I would cheat on my boyfriend with” you speak with a straight face trying to keep your voice from wavering. The look he gave you in the mirror would have been enough to kill anyone else. But not you, you’re his sweet potato. Except for right now.

Quickly clicking to the next slide, “No body. My queen is the most beautiful and wonderful person to ever exist.”

Vil smirks looking at your reflection, “you were on thin ice swee-“ as he glances back to the computer he sees there is a hundred more slides. “Care to explain before I start clicking?”

You stay quiet as Vil starts clicking on the slides. Each one has a picture of the two of you with a message of things you love about him. Smiling he gets to the slide before last where you say something about getting married in the future. He clicks on the last slide, expecting to see a drawing or photoshopped photo of you two getting married. Not Neige LeBlanche! Even the little message underneath the picture saying he was still prettier did not help. Closing the laptop Vil stood up and turned to you leaning against the vanity with crossed arms.

With a nervous laugh you quickly pick up your phone and stop recording. “Oh! Look at the time, I have to feed Grim dinner” you slowly start backing out of his room.

“Actually, Rook will take care of that for you” he says taking steps closer to you, looking scarily calm. In the blink of an eye you felt a hand on your throat(not tight enough to do anything) and slight pain from being pushed against the door. “It looks like I have to remind my sweet potato why I’m the fairest in the land”

(Let me know if you want an 18+ continuation)

Kalim Al-Asim

Why?! What in all of Twisted Wonderland could possess you to do this to this wholesome sunshine baby?!?!?!

You monster

Let’s say you are especially evil (because you wanting to pull this prank is absolutely unacceptable) and you decide to actually go through with it.

Jamil will kick your ass (I will also fight you. Jk)

You don’t have to try and find a time where Kalim is in a good mood, because he is hardly in any other mood.

Kalim agrees to meet you at Ramshackle

How it went down

When Kalim made it to Ramshackle you guided him to the couch where you already had everything set up. He was already smiling from getting to spend time with you, but let’s say you don’t have a heart and you kiss him before you go through with this. He smiles so much brighter, just for it to wiped off his face second from now. You get into position and click on the first slide “People I would cheat on my boyfriend with” you say keeping a straight face. Like I said previously, his face drops and is dead silent. You can see his lip trembling and tears forming at his lash line.

Before you can click to the next slide, Kalim is up and almost out the door crying real tears and stammering about how he promised Jamil he would help him with something and needed to leave. Now, if you don’t want to go after him, that’s fine. But be prepared for a very pissed off Jamil on your door quicker than you can say overblot. Jamil will make you apologize by any means necessary. But if you do go after him and catch him before he gets back to Scarabia then you should be able to apologize and maybe just MAYBE he will forgive you. He does love you after all. Even after you do stuff like this. If he does accept your apology, then expect a koala Kalim to be by you 25/8 for a while. You hurt him and he still somewhat things you’re gonna leave him. So humor him will ya? Also, this gives Jamil a break, he doesn’t know whether to hit you or thank you.

So let’s say you’re like me and can’t even think about doing that to the poor baby

Again, Kalim meets you at Ramshackle and he sits on the couch waiting for you to start

You stand there looking at his smiling face, the guilt tearing you apart. “I can’t do it” you say wrapping your arms around him holding him close.

“You can do it, I believe in you!” He speaks up holding you tighter to him.

“No, I can’t, it was supposed to be the set up for a prank but I can’t. You’re to precious to me” you take his face in your hands looking down at him.

“A prank?”

All you do is nod then you grab your phone and show him an example video. “That’s so mean!” He says grabbing you again “I’m glad you didn’t do that to me.”

“I won’t try anything like that again”

Azul Ashengrotto

Why #3

Why would you do this to him.

He is already insecure in your relationship and wants to hide in his octo pot most of the time. This is just gonna set him off.

Azul would probably just sit quietly thinking very bad thoughts. Or on the off chance he does the anime glasses push up thing, then you’re screwed.

How it happened:

You quietly walked into his office (after confirming with Jade that he was just working on stuff for the lounge). He didn't look up from his papers thinking it was Jade bringing him more paperwork. So you quietly set up your phone and hit record before opening the laptop and setting it on his desk. That of course got his attention. "Good evening Angelfish. To what do I owe the pleasure?" He said setting down his pen and papers.

"I need your help on a project. It will only take a second" you said and he nodded. You clicked on the first slide, "people I would cheat on my boyfriend with" you spoke looking at the camera. Azul had raised eyebrows and his mouth was agape. You clicked on the next slide before wrapping your arms around him and kissing his cheek. "No one, because cheating is wrong and I love him unconditionally." You felt Azul getting hot from the blush rising to his cheeks. Then you clicked to the last slide, where a picture you snuck of Jade (you thought he didn't know but he did) was on the screen.

Now Azul knew this was a prank but that didn't stop the negative thoughts. But, you remember when I said he does the anime glasses thing and you're screwed. Well, you're screwed. "Is that so?" He spoke lowly. "Well, how about we do something about that then?" He stood up from his chair and walked out of the office coming back a second later with the eel in tow.

"A little octopus told me about the stunt you pulled" Jade smirked, sitting down on the couch. "How very naughty of you."

Azul sat back at his desk and picked up the papers. "Since you wanted to involve Jade in this, I think it's only fair he gets to help in punishing you. Unfortunately, the lounge doesn't close for a few more hours. So jade and I will be discussing what we will do, and then I'll send Floyd to fetch you after the lounge closes for the day."

"Is it too late to apologize for my actions?" You smiled weakly.

"Yes Angelfish. You are dismissed for now" Azul goes back to his paperwork as Jade ushers you out of the office, closing and locking the door behind you.

"This will be much better than a raise" you heard Jade say through the door.

Idia Shroud

Sorry Idia simps. You're plum out of luck with this one. He's online literally all the time. There is no way he doesn't know about this.

Anyways, let's say you do try and go through with this

There won't be any bad time to pull this prank, unless he's on a game with online friends

How it happened:

You walked right into Idia's room (after a couple months of dating) and asked him for help on a project. You set everything up on his desk and he sat in his gaming chair waiting for you to proceed. After you hit record you hit the first slide. "People I would cheat on my boyfriend with" you said looking from the laptop to him where he sat with his arms crossed.

"Not funny. I already saw this" he says before he closes you laptop and goes back to his game.

"You're not mad?"

"I'm not mad."

Idia is a very good liar. Because when you try to log into your laptop you see an image kind of like this.

Malleus Draconia

RIP #3

You told Lilia and Silver (who fell asleep not even halfway through the conversation) not to tell Sebek.

You decide to do this before one of your nightly walks, asking him to meet you early because you needed his help with something.

Being the lovesick lizard he is, obviously came over early. By an hour and a half.

He is so happy that you aren't scared to ask for his help.

His dreams are about to be crushed

How it happened:

He sat patiently on the couch waiting for you to set everything up. Once you got everything set up you took your place next to him on the couch and clicked on the first slide "this presentation is called people I would cheat on my boyfriend with" you looked at him from your seat. His eyes stay glued to the screen and thunder boomed outside the walls of Ramshackle.

You, being stupids decides to continue the prank and click the last slide. Which has a picture of the lazy lion he so despises. It stays quiet before he stands up and walks out the door without saying a word.

He comes back in time for your nightly walk with a smile as bright as the sun. "Child of man, I have taken care of any other potential suitors that could possibly take you away from me."

"What did you do to Leona?! Also it was a prank!"

"Nothing to worry your pretty head about."

Your phone immediately starts blowing up. With threats from Sebek and Leona, and warnings from Ruggie and Jack.

(should this have taken 3 days to write. No. Did it because I baby sit for my job and can't do anything other than watch the one year old. Yes)

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romanreignseater · 1 year

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The Mouth & Finger Vigilante.

Roman Reigns x Reader

Rating: 18+

Warning: Slight fluff and admiration, which leads straight into a nasty oral session 😁.

“Roman’s fingers and mouth are members of the self-appointed group that solve problems. The problem is being away from his wife without pleasuring her. So, here comes his mouth and fingers to save the day.”

A/N: I wrote this in a single morning 😭. I was dreaming about to be honest. I hope you all love it. Thanks for the support on my last fic.

GIF: @romanreigns

Roman enters the house at 1:14a.m.; after an appearance on Monday Night Raw and a long fight back home; he was exhausted. The three family dogs laid across their beds in the living room, sleeping peacefully. His bag softly thrown to the bench by the front of the door and his shoes put beside it. A sigh leaves his mouth.

He quietly walks up the grand staircase of his multi-million dollar beachfront mansion, and to his left, his children’s bedrooms. Roman opens the door to check on his babies. Then, peddles to the side of their beds to give them each a kiss on their cheeks. The doors close, and his eyes focus to the end of the hallway.

The love of his life, behind those double doors, probably sleeping serene and in his t-shirt. He strides to the doors and opens them.

There she is.

His baby.

His wife.

The mother to his children.

The woman who made him into the man he is today.

And he couldn’t be more grateful.

But, he knows she deprived. His love over FaceTime could only be so much. His love in real life is far more intense. Roman’s been gone for about a week traveling up and down the states promoting WrestleMania 39, and he’s finally arrived back home.

He instantly crawls into the bed beside her and hugs her tightly. She groans as she was awakened by bear-like arms cradling her. “Hey baby.” His smile as big as ever. “Hey! When did you get here?” His love asks with a groggy, yet enthusiastic voice. “About 6 minutes ago, stopped by the kids room first.” She smiles lightly as her eyes begin to flutter closed. “That’s nice.”

He stares at her beautiful glass like skin, as she cuddles up to him more. His eyes once filled with light begin to darken. Her juicy thigh rubs against the top of his. When he remembers all the calls on FaceTime. Her begging and screaming his name, as she wanted the “real thing” back. She missed his touch and he could tell.

He lets go of her and assumes the position on top of her. His baby moves around slightly, when he then pulls the blanket down her body. Just as he knew, his big blue shirt wrapped around her body. Roman gently lifts his shirt to her collarbone, when her breasts became exposed. She twitches for a moment as the cold air from the AC hits her perky nipples. ‘Fuuuuck.’ He thinks to himself. Her tits did look good; good enough to eat.

The Tribal Chief massages her breasts softly as she moaned. He comes up a little bit to suckle her little perky nipples. Roman lapped both of her breasts; covered heavy in his saliva. Her light moans encouraged him to suck a little harder and release. As her perky, wet nipples begin to dry up, he slowly caresses his hands down her slim waist, to her wide hips. Her panties clinged between his fingers as he pulled them down to get to his prized cherry.

She stirs again as the cold air hits her cunt. She stirs once more as Roman lowered his face to her pussy and his hot breath hit it ever so intensely. He begins quickly and licks a bold stripe from her hole to her sensitive clit. “Aaaaaa, that’s good baby.” Her praises make him smirk. He then sops up all her wetness to spread it so viciously around her fat cunt. His tongue flicks up and down her pussy to create more juices.

“Baby.” She moans as her elbows were now propped up and her eyes looking into his. “Eat it baby.” Roman slaps her thigh and she yelps. “Whatchu think I’m doing mama?!” His devilish eyes lowered even more as he continued his abuse on her pussy with his tongue. Her head lolled back against the pillow she was sleeping on, and Roman’s mouth soon consumed the entirety of her cunt. Her clit was sucked and licked so hard, and her legs began to shake.

“Look at me. LOOK AT ME!” He exclaimed.

Her eyes now set on his as sucked the life out of her cunt. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head. He shook his head vigorously side-to-side with his tongue laid flat against her pussy. “Ooooohhhhh my GODDDD! DON’T STOP.” Her pussy began to convulse as she reached her high.

Roman licked up all her essence. His nose, chin, and beard smothered in her cum. He wipes his face with the back of his hand and climbs up the bed to his fucked out wife. She panted heavily as her thighs clenched together to stafe off that feeling. He grabs her face and sloppily kisses her; making her taste herself. She regains her breath, and slowly looks up at her man. His stare is cold when he spreads her legs again. His fingers where then placed deep inside the mouth of his wife.

She gagged as Roman shoved his two long digits into her throat. His spit covered fingers traveled down to her clenching hole. “AAAAAA! It’s too much!” She exclaimed as he entered her quickly. His fingers moved at a lightning speed, making the woman underneath him beg him to stop. Her cunt began squirting all over his hand and forearm. The inside of her thighs painted with her liquids and the silk sheets drenched as well.

Roman’s hand comes back up to the surface and he rubs her wetness all over her face. He slaps her lightly as she bits her lip sensually. He squishes her cheeks and spits into her wet mouth. She swallows and pulls her tongue back out to prove she swallowed. He grabs the end of his shirt on her body and wipes her face clean. He lays beside her to spoon her.

“Thank you baby, I missed you so much.” Her voice like music to his ears. “I know baby, I missed you too… But watch out for the morning after I drop the kids off at school.” Her breaths hitches.

“I’m taking you anywhere and everywhere around this house.” He moves his lips closer to her ear, “And I’m not stopping until it’s time to pick the kids up from school.” And with that it was a kiss on the cheek goodnight, but her head only surrounded by two things.

“8:00 a.m.”

Through

“2:30 p.m.”

Don’t we ALL love Roman Reigns?!

THE END!!

*Masterlist coming soon 😛. Also, I want to create a tag-squad; let me know if you’d like to be a part of it!!

#roman reigns #roman reigns imagine #roman reigns fanfiction #roman reigns x reader #roman reigns x female reader

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tinkerbelle05 · 8 months

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Maybe We’ll Get Through This Part 1

Characters:Jaime Reyes x Pregnant!reader

Genre: Angst

Summary: You find out that you pregnant while Jaime is at college and, you have yet to tell him.

Warnings: alludes to past sexual experiences, talks of pregnancy, adoption, and abortion, talks about financial insecurity, arguing, lying

Special thanks to @scryarchives for their help!!🫶🏿

You’ve been counting down the dreaded day since you found out about your pregnancy, the day you told Jaime about it. And about the house. And about the garage closing. And about his father’s heart attack. There was a lot you and his family were keeping from him.

For good reason, of course. Knowing how Jaime is, he’d drop out of college and catchthe next plane to come back home, no matter what anyone said.

And he worked too hard for that to happen or to have unnecessary stress cause him to fail his courses.

At least that's what you said to convince yourself that this was a good idea. But the doubt that laid heavy in your stomach was really convincing you that you were wrong in this decision.

You decided to wear an oversized hoodie even in the sweltering Texas heat. Your bump was growing, and you didn’t want to tell Jaime like this. You wanted to ease him into the news.

You would just have to bring a mini fan, ice cold water, and hope that most places have a working AC unit in them.

All of you huddled into Rudy’s car, and you braced yourself for the long ride. It was at least an hour or so. Maybe you could listen to music to calm yourself down.

Or you could obsessing over how you would break the news to Jaime. It was already nerve wracking telling someone your gonna be a father.

Especially when they are a new grad, especially when you were withholding this information for months, especially when you we’re struggling financially.

God, you should’ve aborted the baby the moment you found out. There was still time to do it, all you had to do was take one little pill. Why did you think this was a good idea? That this was doable?

“Everything will be fine, mija,” Mrs. Reyes attempted to reassure and handed you a tissue.

You gladly took it to wipe your tears and blow your nose, “Thank you, Mrs. Reyes.”

You had to keep your emotions in check if you wanted this to work. I mean if you showed up to the airport with puffy eyes and a snotty nose then you could tell Jaime you just really, really missed him.

Which is a case was true, you had really missed him. You missed hugging him, kissing him, and going on dates. Holding his hand, running your hands through his soft curls.

And didn’t they always say the best lie had some truth to it?

The drive to the airport came and went, everything’s a bit of a blur right now with you focused on how to tell Jaime. Your body’s basically on autopilot and before you knew it, you were in a somewhat crowed airport with good AC.

You felt the nice cool air on your flushed skin and hastily wiped some sweat from your forehead. Now you waited, and there he was. All smiles, with his graduation hat sitting playfully crooked on his head and his carry on trailing behind him.

He hugged Nana first, then Milargo, and Mr. Reyes. You couldn’t help but giggle at the sight of Jaime getting peppered with kisses by Mrs. Reyes. Watching him laugh and squirm under her hold, it was cute.

You imagined doing that with you kid one day. Hearing their laughter and whining out for you to stop because it tickled them too much.

No, no you're getting too far ahead now. Let’s just take this one step at a time.

Then it was your turn.

Even though you lived with the Reyes for a year now and were obviously pregnant, you still felt thoroughly embarrassed and self-conscious about showing too much affection in front of them.

So you gave Jaime a hug and quick kiss on the cheek. He held your hand as you made your way to the car and the taco place for lunch.

“How was the flight?” You asked him softly.

“Well, there was a crying baby for like half of the flight so that was great,” he answered sarcastically. “But yea other than that it was alright.”

Your eye twitched at the word “baby” and you felt yourself spiraling.

Does Jaime even want kids?

Does he want them but not right now?

Would he be happy? Angry, that you withheld this information or angry that your pregnant? Angry at both?

“Your sweating,” Jaime noted you. “That’s a pretty thick sweater, aren’t you burning up in that thing?”

You looked at Jaime then shared a knowing look with his sister, “Well, you know what they say Jaime, beauty’s pain.” You smiled tightly at him.

He did not look convinced in the slightest but he didn’t push it, and two continued your easy going conversation until you got to the taco place.

You all filed into the restaurant, at the table that you always sit at because it’s the only one big enough for everyone.

Your mind wandered to the future, as it always does. Would the kid sit on your lap or Jaime’s? Would they have a preference, or just who was holding them at the time? Or will you have to pull up an extra chair and all squeeze to make room?

You cleared your throat and attempted to clear your mind of those thoughts, but you wanted them to happen. You tried to convince yourself that you didn’t want kids, this kid.

But maybe you did want kids?

Or maybe it was just the hormones.

You were starving, the smell was intoxicating and tempted but the thought of food made you nauseous, and this sweater wasn’t making you feel any better.

The waiter came and everyone ordered food but you.

And of course Jaime noticed, he leaned closer into you and whispered into your ear, “Are you sure your okay?”

You brought out your mini fan just for it to blow the hot air back into your face, you winced at the feeling but you nodded your head anyway.

“Of course I am,” you responded. But you felt terrible and it was getting harder to keep the facade up.

Milagro, as observant her brother, noticed this too and huffed, “Okay, he’s had his tacos let’s tell him now.”

The announcement illicit different reactions: Jaime’s was confusion and everyone one else’s was shock. To be honest, there was really no concrete agreed upon time of when you would all tell Jaime the news. The only thing that was agreed on was that we would prolong it as much as possible.

You guessed Milagro was fed up then. You watched as Milagro unceremoniously dumped everything on Jaime; his father’s stroke, losing the garage, and potentially losing the house.

“Wait, so all of you hid this from me? For…for what? So I could focus on some dumb degree and get us more into debt?!” Jaime astonished.

“No, no, you had to focused on school. You worked too hard to give that all up,” Mr. Reyes explained.

“No, no I could’ve been working. I could’ve saved the shop, I….I could’ve been here for my family.” Jaime said. Then he looks at you, “Do you have anything you wanna tell me too?”

You realized that he was joking when he said that but it felt like a big bright light was under you. You wanted to tell him so badly but how?

You've been agonizing over how to do it for months now. What do you say? How do you say it? Do you ease it in or just blurt it out?

Either way, it was now or never.

You took a deep breath, “Jaime, I'm pregnant.”

Part 2

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parad-ice-lostandfound · 3 months

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omg we're mutuals??? i'm flattered honestly since my only other moot (do people say that?) is my rp partner/bestie so i feel like that doesn't really count. so like, i've never done a request before, and i never get requests (defo not sulking abt that lol) but can i maybe get some ace content? i have no idea why i like him so much honestly since he's a lil shit (affectionate), but i do and i have to live with it now. i'm terrible at coming up with shorter prompt ideas, which is probably why i've never requested from anyone before, so sorry that this is so vague. i give you creative license to write whatever you want, just no angst plz. is it weird for a self-proclaimed angst writer to specifically not want angst for their requests? i dunno. feel free to delete this if it's not what you're feeling at the time or i've somehow violated your rules, which i did read. sorry, i talk way too much.

AN: Hi! Don't worry about talking too much, I enjoyed reading it! And I agree, Ace is a little shit, but he's also very cute and occupies space in my brain without paying rent :(

Jokes aside, I hope you like this just as much as I liked writing it! May we never be cured of the loving Ace disease <3

Prompt: can i maybe get some ace content? i have no idea why i like him so much honestly since he's a lil shit (affectionate), but i do and i have to live with it now.

Pairing: Ace Trappola x GN!Reader/Prefect/Yuu

Genre: Fluff

TW: NA

Ace was a menace.

A menace of the highest degree, whose sole purpose in life sometimes seemed to be making you burst a vein with irritation.

A menace who was holding out a bouquet of roses for you, trying to act nonchalant even as his cheeks were tinted a soft red. His eyes were hidden by his sunglasses, but you had no doubt that they were focused on you and your reaction.

"What's this?" You hummed, taking the bouquet and cradling it in your arms. For something that looked so elegant and dainty it sure was heavy, and you were wondering how long Ace had stood outside Ramshackle with them before finally ringing the bell.

Ace cleared his throat, breaking you out of your reverie. He looked effortlessly stylish in everything he wore, but it seemed like he had taken special care with his appearance for today. If he'd given you a warning, maybe you'd have changed into something nicer than your pajamas...

"I, um, I came here to ask you something," he said, voice somber as if he was going to give you bad news. 'But who gives bad news with a bouquet of roses?' You thought to yourself, pushing down the part of you that was ready to overthink the smallest of incidents. You nodded to him to continue.

"Will... uh, will you be m-my Valentine this year?" He trailed off at the end of his sentence, voice breaking slightly. You blinked.

"Your Valentine?"

Ace made a face of indignation at your question. "Oh no, I was actually speaking on behalf of Deuce. Look, there he is, right where you left your last braincell," he huffed, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Are you trying to make me say no?" You asked, narrowing your eyes at him. Shifting the bouquet to one hand, you acted as if you were going to close the door with him still outside. Not that you actually would, but it was still fun to see his eyes widen comically at your action, hand shooting out to stall for time.

"Wait, no that– don't take everything so seriously," he whined, holding the door to stop you from shutting it in his face. You rolled your eyes at his dramatics, letting go of the door but turning and making your way inside. With your back turned to him, you smiled.

"Come in and help me find a vase for these roses," you said, and Ace followed you obediently, refraining from making any other sarcastic remarks that would have him stand outside the house as though he were in timeout for misbehaving.

Once you found a vase big enough to hold all the roses, you filled it with water. As you placed the flowers in it, you felt two strong arms circling your waist and a weight settling on your shoulder.

"So... be my valentine?" He asked again, voice slightly muffled against your shoulder.

"Give me one good reason to be your valentine," you hummed, not relenting even as Ace whined about you being unfair to him, he got you roses, how could you be so cruel—

Every indignant rise and fall of his voice had the smile on your lips growing and the urge to burst out laughing increasing. You bit your lip to stifle your amusement, but he caught it anyways.

"You little– you were trying to make me beg for it, huh?" He accused you, voice playful as he poked your sides. A peal of laughter left you as you tried to dodge his pokes, your hands swatting at his.

"Stop it!"

"Not until you say yes!"

Breaking free from his hold, you ran to the living room, your giggles filling the air as Ace followed, hot on your trail. You were fast, but Ace was faster, and you blamed hisbeing a member of the basketball club for him managing to foil all your attempts at getting away.

Pinned under him on the couch, you squirmed as he continued tickling you. Laughter left you both breathless and red in the face, and you wheezed when Ace decided to flop on top of you, his weight pressing your body down against the couch.

You hit him lightly at his shoulder. "Get off, you're heavy!"

"Nope. That's what you get for being a brat and trying to make me beg for you to be my valentine when you and I both know your answer'd be yes."

You stuck your tongue out at him, and he mirrored your actions, before he made himself comfortable against you and settled against your chest.

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twistedwonderlandimaginesblog · 11 months

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Could i request Love language hcs for heartslabyul? Thank you 😊 💓

Ace Trappola:

Give: Words of Affirmation.

He's such an honest person you know that if he's praising you, it's genuine. Ace is actually a far better listener than you give him credit for and he proves that he has some sort of emotional intelligence when he managed to pinpoint the things you were most self-conscious about; if it was something you were actively changing, he'd make it clear that he'd be by your side and that he knew you could make it through anything just because you're you.

Receive: Quality Time.

Ace really does want a partner he can just do fun things with. You don’t have to have everything in common, but he does want to be able to run off and do something at a moments notice. The nights where you go out with no destination in mind and end up with a new favorite eatery or shoe store or park to play around in are his absolute favorites, the kind of nights he’d be happy to look back on when you were both too old to do anything considered spontaneous anymore.

Cater Diamond:

Give: Physical Touch.

It’s pretty easy to him, though most of it is mimicry at first. He’s good at playing the doting boyfriend, brushing hair out of your face and having an arm draped around your shoulder when you’re in bigger groups of people (and he doesn’t want to get separated from you). When you do request that he only touch you in the way he wants to, he still plays with your hair, but he much prefers having your pinkys hooked or snuggling only when it’s the two of you.

Receive: Off camera Quality Time.

Cater likes being around you, and he wants you to like being around him whether there’s a camera there or not. He can’t quite get rid of the habit of taking pictures of everything but he does grow to learn that there’s magical moments that a picture can’t capture. Helping him live in the moment and maybe even indulge in moments that shouldn’t be on camera, like skinny dipping in a nearby lake with your hair getting all messed up and make-up dripping down your faces—might not be a good photo, but Cater can’t help but think you were as beautiful as ever.

Deuce Space:

Give: Acts of Service.

He’s a little better at being ordered around to do things rather than picking it up himself, but he’s not completely remiss when it comes to taking care of things around the house. You always did enjoy watching him work on machinery but that’s not all he’s good for—He actually finds some peace in cleaning the house if you’re out for the day doing something else, showing great pride when you come home to find the place sparkling.

Receive: Words of Affirmation.

It’s not something he can articulate well, and he’s certainly not good with words, but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t like being reassured. He’s always wanted you to be honest with him about your relationship and if he needs to be doing more for you, so hearing compliment after compliment can have him soaring on cloud nine. He never knew words could have such a great effect on people but your praise has made it clear how you view him.

Riddle Rosehearts:

Give: Words of Affirmation/Acts of Service.

Riddle wants you to be your best self. He wants to motivate you to achieve your dreams and he never wants you to stop learning, because life was about a constant stream of new information becoming pertinent to the world. You would continue learning and evolving outside of NRC and Riddle wanted to go along with you on that journey. Hearing him praise your intelligence or learning a new skill, or even having him learn a new skill alongside you, is something he does as he learned people are more motivated by praise than threats.

Receive: Quality Time.

He thinks it’s important for a couple to be around each other, and to not fight or snip at each other every moment. He enjoyed having conversations with you, hearing your opinions on this or that, or sharing new knowledge you had learned in your own life that he might never have discovered if it weren’t for you. It’s important to him that you communicate in a meaningful way and that you have activities you can enjoy together, like tea time.

Trey Clover:

Give: Gift-Giving.

He can be an Acts of Service type of lover too, he really just likes to use his hands and do things for you to display his love. He’s not bad with words but he feels like he can come across poorly, especially when he’s annoyed and needs that little moment to himself. But he’s always got you in mind, baking little snacks that he knows you like, making dinner on a night when it’s your turn, and he’s not above buying you a little treat that he knows you would appreciate. He just prefers going with the homemade method, so he might even learn how to sew or do some crafts.

Receive: Acts of Service.

He just likes when you go out of your way to help him out, it always makes him feel loved when he left something a mess to clean up the next day and when he’s down in the kitchen again he discovered you got to it first. Picking up chores when you know he’s got a lot of orders, helping him handle the finances, even offering a helping hand in the kitchen or acting as cashier in the bakery—he appreciated all of those things and expressed his gratitude at the end of every day.

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pix3lplays · 11 months

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Blog intro!

Hi! I’m Pixel!

this is where I’ll be writing Honkai: Star Rail, Genshin Impact, Dr. Stone! (Spoilers for Dr. Stone’s manga are on this blog) One Piece, Hades, Kingdom Hearts, and Triangle Strategy

here are my rules:

-I only write the male characters (Aeons get a pass for this rule)

-Only x readers, no ships

-no nsfw, although sometimes I’ll be a little suggestive haha

-I also don’t write polygamy, sorry

-please specify which men you want! Putting “the Hsr men” will result in me defaulting to whoever I feel like. No longer doing ‘All Men’ since there’s too many, thanks for understanding

-I only write Yanqing and Arlan platonically.

-Please no body based requests such as certain physical characteristics, I’m just uncomfortable writing about that. Plus sized!reader is allowed though!

-No self-harm topics please!

-No child!reader please! I’m just not interested in writing it.

-Only fem! Or GN!reader since I’m a woman and that’s what feels comfortable for me, thank you for understanding!

-Here’s the Dr. Stone characters I will write:

Senku Ishigami (in the chapters where he’s an adult) Hyoga Akatsuki Tsukasa Shishio Ryusui Nanami Stanley Snyder Dr. Xeno Houston Wingfield (I will love you forever if you send a Stanley or a Dr. Xeno request oh my gosh)

Ok so I’m not Incredibly far into the One Piece anime yet, and the freshest scenes in my mind are the Live Action stuff so please keep that in mind, try to keep spoilers to a minimum please! Anyways here’s the One Piece characters I’ll write:

Roronoa Zoro Sanji Vinsmoke Sir Crocodile Captain Smoker Portgas D. Ace Red-Haired Shanks Dracule Mihawk

So yeah, feel free to send a request for any of these characters!

I will be taking a break from Genshin

I will also write fire emblem three houses boys! I love them very much!

Added the Buddy Daddies to my list!

Here’s the Hades list:

Zagreus, Thanatos, Hypnos, Dionysus, Ares

New character!! Writing Spike Spiegel!!

Adding the Ace Attorney characters! Basically the main characters and a few villains, go ahead and ask for the character you want, I’ll most likely be confident in writing them since I Love those games and I’ve played all of them completely through except the Edgeworth ones!

Adding Epsilon from Pluto!!

Adding some Kingdom Hearts characters! Here they are: Xemnas, Xigbar, Saïx, Axel, Vexen, Marluxia, and Zexion

Final Fantasy VII characters I’ll write: Cloud, Sephiroth, Rufus, Tseng, Reno, and Reeve

I’ll write Magus from Chrono Trigger

Feel free to send in an ask! Thank you for reading!

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Masterlist V Masterlist VI

Anon list (I’m so sorry if I forgot you just remind me lol): shady anon, 🫛anon, Star Fries anon, Aquarius anon, tulip anon, Star Ruby anon, 🌌 anon, (E), 🤡anon, 🐉anon, ♣️anon, Starcatcher anon, 🌺anon, 🍂anon, 🐞anon, 🎆anon, 🍠anon, 🎲 anon, 👾anon, tea anon, Phoenix anon, top hat anon, 🫶🏻anon, sky-faring anon, 🌱anon, 🦉anon, 🧚‍♀️anon, 🪐anon, ✉️ anon, 🎪anon, 😭anon, 🎭anon, 🦭anon, 🐑anon, Argenti’s Spouse anon, 💮Anon, 🪷anon, 🪄anon, 🍡anon, 💫anon, joke anon, 🍁anon, 📦 anon, 🫧 anon, 🐜antnon, 🦜 anon, 🪽anon, 🪶anon

#Honkai: Star Rail #Honkai: Star Rail x reader #My writing rules #Dr. Stone #Dr. Stone x reader #Buddy Daddies #Buddy Daddies x reader #Ace attorney #Ace attorney x reader

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cascade05 · 1 year

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DIY (Independent S/O Idea)

I see so many posts about Bakugo who takes care of his s/o and it’s cute and nice, but what if he was dating or married to someone who liked being alone and was used to taking care of themselves?

Warnings : Some language, unedited, also this is way longer than I thought it was gonna be, reader has a big-ass dog, ummmmmm... think that's it

☾ This is a little self-indulgent so bare with me ☽

So, before meeting Bakugo you lived alone. Maybe you had a dog or maybe you had a cat or a lizard, I dunno. Point is, you lived alone. And you liked it that way. You had grown up in a pretty full house without a moment of peace—which was fun and enjoyable sometimes—so, growing up, you knew you never wanted to live with another person EVER again. That also meant you wanted zero romantic relationships because no.

A romantic relationship involves two people who were willing to give to each other. Be it time, energy, or just a listening ear, they would give of themselves to their loved one all because they, well, loved them. You could give. You were very good at giving. Ever since you were a young, blubbering toddler, you gave things to others because it made you feel good to know they were happy. When you are older, you gave other tings—time, energy, money—you were very good at giving.

It was the taking part of the equation—the asking for help and support and love part—that you knew you'd struggle with. People said you could learn but you didn't want to. As a kid, you had spent your whole life giving, but people rarely gave things to you—toys, little gifts, sure. You got those things often enough, but the deeper things in life? The things that were a little harder to give? A listening ear? Empathy? Patience? Support? You didn't have a lot of that. So, you gave that to yourself the best you could because you were good at giving.

You were more independent than most and you were happy like that. You didn't want to learn how to take because you were more than content being by yourself, thinking by yourself, living for yourself... That sort of thing wouldn't be fair for your s/o and it wasn't like you wanted an intimate relationship so you remained single—a virgin in every physical sense of the word.

Then, he showed up. (Hehehehehehehehhehehehehe)

It was a normal evening for you. Nothing out of the ordinary was going on, you didn't feel weird, and your giant fluffy dog (self-indulgent, I know 😔) was lounging about at your feet while you worked. Normal. Your online business was going very well—yes, I'm talking entrepreneur kind of independent—and the ac was blowing the perfect temperature so things were normal—they were especially good, actually.

Then, he showed up.

Out of the blue, something crashed into your house—through your bedroom balcony, it sounded like. Your dog (Imma name him Biji (Short for Bijronson)—self-indulgent—but you can name him—or her—whatever, I guess...) Anyway, your dog shot up from his spot because of course he did, you did too. He trotted to the bedroom door—not a happy trot, but a cautious, purposeful one—and stood at it, watching whatever was going on.

You arrived next, eyes widening at the whole-ass man who fell into your apartment—into your life but you didn't know that yet. You knew who he was. Of course you knew who he was. The number two hero was a very noticeable man. He was large, a foot taller than you at least. His shoulder width was ridiculous and only enhanced by his small waste. Such a snatched thing. Truly a Doritos shape worthy of nacho cheese dreams. (Nacho cheese Doritos are mvp, don't fight me)

Then there was his stupidly handsome face. A scar ran down the right of it—from the edge of his hairline down to his upper neck. His light blond eyebrow was missing in the middle and his crimson eye was a little milky. He wasn't completely blind in it, but rumor said he would be soon. Most people said it wasn't a pretty sight but you always disagreed. Not only did it look badass, but it proved he went to hell and was strong enough to come back. Which was cool as fuck.

He was awesome—maybe a little bit of a jerk but you didn't need to like him as a person because you didn't know him a just a person. You knew him as Dynamight. As a hero, and he was a damn good hero. More often than not you would joke with your closest friends saying “If he's not Dynamight, I don't want it.“

“Dynamight is the bar.“

“He has to at least be six-foot Dynamight stature before I'll even think about it.“

Silly shit like that—all of which was just that. Silly. A joke. Never in a million years would you want to date Dynamight or any of the other pros you joked about. Your friends knew that. Everyone would share similar jokes before consoling their poor husbands or wives or boos or whatever because it was just a silly thing. You wouldn't even call what you had a celebrity crush. Dynamight and his companions were hot, attractive people. Simple as that. You appreciated the pictures, kay. And what they did for Japan, of fucking course.

We're getting off topic though. What was the topic again? Oh, right.

Dynamight was in your bedroom. On your bed. Your broken bed, might I add. All while you stood wide-eyed in your doorway, frozen as if you were the one who barged in on him. Then he slowly sat up, running a gloved hand through his sooty ash-blond spikes to rid it of glass. It pulled you out of your shocked state. It was then you realized Biji was barking and had been for awhile.

You moved to grab his collar just as the man stood up from his spot. You had been trying to sush your dog but those attempts came to a halt when you saw the condition the hero was in. Thankfully, it didn't seem life-threatening but, then again, you weren't a doctor and that shit looked like it hurted.

“Uh,“ you began, unsure of how to proceed.

The man looked around your room with what looked like disgust and you almost wanted to mouth off at him for the audacity before you realized he wasn't disgusted the dorky pictures of you and loved ones pasted on your dark walls. He looked confused. He turned around in your room a few times, eyeing the place and muttering confused curses. It was then you began to wonder how hard he had hit his pretty head.

You moved to straddle your strong dog who hadn't stopped barking completely but had calmed just a little. He was still on guard but you weren't scared—he sensed that.

“Hey, Mr—“ —were you supposed to say mr— “Dynamight?“

He looked at you. It was a sharp, unimpressed look and you wondered why until you saw his eyes dropped to your ramen pajama pants. The ones that said, “send noods.“ Not that they were embarrassing at all, you told yourself.

The man gave you and your barking companion a once over, gaze lingering on the large black and white dog you were effectively holding back. He looked tired, you noticed. Dynamight clicked his tongue before turning around and walking towards the sizable hole in your glass doors. “Wrong apartment,“ he mumbled and you gaped.

Ruining your beautiful and lovely bed because he was defending citizens from villains was one thing. You could let it pass cause he had a lot more shit to deal with than your glass-ridden floors and broken wall. His agency would cover the damages anyways.

Ruining your shit because he blasted his hot ass into the wrong apartment, however, was a whole other thing. Would he finance the repairs you needed to make? You hoped so but you didn't know, it wasn't during a fight, after all. No, he wasn't leaving until he promised his agency would take care of it. And until he recovered a little because he looked very unsteady on his feet.

“You're leaving?“ was your stupid, shocked question.

He scoffed. You narrowed your eyes at his broad back. Yes, you were enjoying the view and you would've enjoyed it a hell of a lot more if his torn shirt didn't show off his numerous gashes and cuts. Suddenly, you didn't feel like bitching to him about your apartment—you would make him pay for it, but later.

The crunching of glass caught your attention and you realized he really was leaving like that. “Hey, you're hurt,“ you said dumbly because you weren't really sure how to convince him to stay long enough for you to help.

“No shit,“ was his rude—but fair—response.

You huffed in annoyance. At least Biji's barking had stopped and he seemed calmer, albeit tense. Dynamight crashed into the wrong apartment, right? So he was aiming for an apartment in the complex, right? “You're apartment's in this building? Right?“

He said nothing but he didn't need to because you could see the gears in his head turning—could see the realization in his crimson eye. He knew what you were about to suggest but you said it anyway. “Just leave out the door—the actual door, not the one you DIYd,“ you said obviously, nodding to the broken glass.

He looked at said DIY door and grumbled something under his breath. Then he turned to face you. You rose a brow at his glare. It was his turn to nudge his head and he gestured it to your dog. “That flea-bag gonna let me through?“

“His name is Biji—“ “I don't give a fuck—“ “—and he might let you through, so long as you say please.“

The word please must've kickstarted an allergic reaction of some kind because Dynamight's face scrunched up like he swallowed piss. It was oddly adorable and you mentally nodded in satisfaction. If only he made such a face where cameras could catch and immortalize it.

“The hell is wrong with you? You think just cause I'm in your apartment you can order me around?!“

He was starting to raise his voice. Your hold tightened on Biji's collar as the dog began barking again. You took a deep breath in an effort to prevent your own anger from spilling out. “Yes,“ you damn near hissed, tugging Biji back because he was pulling.

Dynamight did not appreciate the answer but you didn't give him a second to bitch about it. “Might I remind you of how you barged in here out of nowhere. I'm not entirely calm and neither is he so, if you want him to be civil, say. Fucking. Please.“

“Be friendly,“ was really what you were telling him. He didn't look like he liked the idea, so you helped him out. “You ruined my door, broke my bed—which people don't get to do until after they take me out for dinner, by the way—“ —he scrunched his face again and you wanted to laugh— “and now I get to clean all that shit up. So, the least you could do is get your dirty ass over here to show Biji that you aren't as much of a threat as first impressions implied.“

A teenager getting his phone taken away—no, a kindergartner getting told to stand in the corner was what the giant hulking man ahead of you reminded you of. With more annoyance than you thought possible, Dynamight begrudgingly drug himself closer to you. He stopped a few feet away—stopping as soon as Biji became a little more frantic.

You gently caressed the dog's side, whispering and muttering calming words to him, promising him the giant man was a friend. Dynamight was allergic to that word too, but he sucked it up—as he should—and slowly removed one of his gloved before holding out the back of his hand to your dog.

Biji wanted to jump out of your hold but you held firm, slowly walking towards Dynamight who rose a brow. If it was in amusement, then you'd shove him out of the conveniently placed hole in your wall. Biji sniffed his hand eagerly. After a few moments, you felt his tail beat against your legs. A small smile spread on your face. “See?“ you cooed. “He's not so bad, is he?“

Biji was too busy sniffing the hero to respond—and he so would've responded otherwise. “Give the side of his neck a nice pat,“ you said softly. “It'll reaffirm you're friendly,“ was added when he glance at you in annoyance.

“Still think you can order me around,“ he scoffed, but much more softly then before.

“I do,“ you responded immediately, “so pet him.“

He hated it, you knew he did because why would a man like Dynamight like being bossed around by someone half his size? But the man gave Biji's long hair a gently pat anyway—not before wiping his hands on his pants, you noticed.

Both of you left the room after and you closed the door behind. “Unless you're scared of dogs, I'm gonna let him go.“

The man said nothing in objection—or anything at all—so you released the beast who ran up to Dynamight immediately. “He might jump so—“ and he was already up, paws on Dynamight's large chest and tail wagging eagerly.

“Biji, down,“ you ordered, gently tugging his collar when he went to jump again.

“Uh,“ you pointed down the hall, “door's that way.“

And off you both walked. No one said a word which gave you a moment to remember the hero's injuries. “I have first aid stuff, if you want it,“ you ended up mumbling because of course he would have his own medical supplies.

“Sure,“ he mumbled back, a rough but oddly civil sound that threw you off guard.

Maybe he was almost out? He probably had to patch himself up a lot. “I, uh, I'll go get it.“

And you did, entrusting Dynamight to Biji's care. You went to your bathroom and grabbed the first-aid kit in record time before returning to the entryway, just in time to see the Great Explosion God Dynamight petting your adorable Biji boy. You really wished you and phone right now because no one would believe you.

“Got it,“ you said softly, grinning when he pulled away with a scowl.

“Here you go, apartment buddy. Need anything else? Bottle of water? Painkillers? Anything?“

He didn't say yes or no. He just clicked his tongue before turning around to open your door. You rolled your eyes, following behind to make sure Biji didn't follow him out but also to make sure he got to the elevator fine. You knew he would—he probably dealt with much worse—but, just in case.

“Nice meeting you, love your work but don't make remodeling my apartment a habit.“

He didn't laugh which was his loss cause you were funny as hell. Dynamight gave you one last glance—a very judgy-looking glance before walking off. “See you around,“ you offer lazily before doing a double take.

He was already at his apartment. He was digging out his keys to his apartment because his apartment was—you counted the numbers.

814.

816.

817.

817, and yours was—“Dang, guess we're apartment neighbors, huh,“ you mumbled.

Not quiet enough because he tossed a glare over his shoulder. You chuckled nervously. “See ya 'round,“ you said and you meant it this time.

You retreated into your apartment after. Apartment 818.

It's funny cause I was gonna make like a headconnon bullet point list thing about Bakugo x Independent s/o but it turned into this which is a drabble. A fun drabble that would make a pretty interesting story...

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overblot squad with an MC/S/O who was done with life the second they entered twisted wonderland.

The no bullshit type who also instigates when in goofy moods. They don't smile often.

Anyone who threatens them... it kinda goes like "give me a reason... I dare you..." and s/o will fuck your life up if you physically harm them.

They have a resting bitch face, and they ALWAYS look angry or annoyed. A lot of people ask if they're upset.

When in contact with overblots, instead of trembling with fear, they act like they just got told to do chores as they started doing chores.

And when they deal with overblots in fights, they genuinely get annoyed when the overblot squad acts like they're the only ones dealing with that kind of stuff. (Literally looked at Jamil and told him he was a slave to people born richer than him just like everyone else)

A realist and pessimist at the same time.

Sleeps way more than Leona, and will not wake up until they feel like living. And their social meter is extremely low.

They eat a lot. Like- a lot. And they will sleep it all off

MBTI is an INTP to give you the rest of the context

Coolio! I'm an ISTP-T, which I found out while trying to figure out different MBTI personality types because I was hella confused. Also, We don't technically know who's overblotting from Diasomnia yet, right??? So I can leave my precious dragon boy out of this, right??? No? Well, it was worth a try *cries in not wanting to think about a Malleus overblot* -Sorry this took so long! I just moved and had no wi-fi until today

OB!Gang with INTP S/O

Riddle

Would honestly be frustrated

"You've broken fifteen of our 810 rules in less than an hour! How DARE you!"

He was apologetic after he overblot and stopped getting on your case for every dorm rule you broke.

No wonder you're friends with Ace and Deuce

Wants you to stop causing fights so badly

Like, why are you either causing fights or sleeping??? Are you secretly related to Leona???

"Wait, you told Jamil WHAT?"

Leona

Bro gets sick of you when you're awake at this point-

Like, he threatened to turn you to sand during his overblot and you just held out your hand with a sarcastic smile-

Honestly, though, he's glad you aren't opposed to his naps or sleep schedule, a lot of the time he'll also be willing to nap with you even if he's already had one

But if Ruggie wake's him up, then he's trying to wake you up too <3

Fairs fair, after all

He doesn't give a fuckk if you instigate fights, he'll watch it in amusement

Azul

You would get along with Floyd so damn well and Azul swears on what little of his sanity is left that you two are never meeting

Both of you would be causing fights together left and right-

He loves you, he does, but- OH FUCK THE TWEELS ARE HERE! Take a nap while he locks you in his office where you three can never meet, yeah?

He's also low-key wondering if you're Leona's secret sibling or something despite the fact that you're magicless

He'll let you sleep in his office when you need to

He also does everything in his power to try to get you to smile and gets a little insecure when he's unsuccessful

Azul just starts to have some self-doubts because "I'm their boyfriend, why can I never make them happy?"

However, cuddles and reassurances can fix this!

He did get a kick out of you looking at Jamil and telling him to get over it

Jamil

Jamil is just glad that you don't need 24/7 supervision

You won't burn down the house trying to cook, you won't somehow accidentally cut your arm off with a spoon and you can be left alone longer than a toddler without anything going to hell?

In this case, he practically considers you perfect with how often he's dealing with Kalim

Also, you were egging him on when he overblotted???

What's wrong with you? You have no magic-

Oh, wow...you won...

"Everyone's a slave to richer people, Jamil, get over it and eat a snickers or some shit!"

Okay, first of all, you're audacity-

Aaaand now he's stuck with you

"Isn't it supposed to be "You kidnapped me, I'm calling the cops?"

"Nope! You kidnapped me, so you clearly want to put up with my bullshit!"

The only actual issues he has is when he has to go drag you out of a fight or get you to stop hyping others into fighting for your entertainment

Then he just hypnotizes you and pulls you away while scolding you like some sort of child

Honestly looked up child leashes on the twst version of Amazon to see if they had a two pack (one for you and one for Kalim)

Vil

"Love, don't start fights, it's not beautiful at all", "My sweet potato, sleeping too much can be bad for your skin!", "SPUD! As much as I love you, if you do not cease this nonsense then so help me-"

All are common phrases from Vil when it comes to you ❤

Just tell me- how did he fall in love with you??? Like, you're a cross between Kingscholar and Epel and he is about ready to pull an evil queen on both of them some days

But he adores you despite your incorrigible habits that he tries to help you break

Don't expect to sleep in when dating Vil, though. Once he decides you've had enough? He's cursing your bed, pillows and blankets

All in the name of love, he swears!

Idia

Idia tries to get you to just stay in his room with him to stop you from getting into fights

He's respectful - lets you sleep for as long as you want

Although he get's a little loud when he plays video games sometimes

Ortho will honestly bother you more about your sleep schedule than him

Malleus

Confused dragon boi <3

He's a sweetheart and is confused as to why you're starting fights "Because it's fun"

Totally did not ask Sebek to accompany you during school hours in order to protect you, keep you awake during lectures, and keep you out of fights- definitely not, how rude of you to accuse him of that

he would never, Malleus is completely innocent!

"Malleus Draconia, I am TRYING to sleep so if you do not get your screaming cucumber from my bedroom then so help me nobody will be able to save his suicidal ass!"

Oh, you're pissed off now

Welp, time for him to go save Sebek from his (surprisingly dangerous) magicless Child of Man

#twst #twisted wonderland #riddle rosehearts #riddle rosehearts x reader #leona kingscholar #leona kingscholar x reader #azul ashengrotto #azul ashengrotto x reader #jamil viper #jamil viper x reader #vil schoenheit #vil schoenheit x reader #idia shroud #idia shroud x reader #malleus draconia #malleus draconia x reader

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♠️♥️House of Cards♣️♦️

♦️Jack of Diamonds♦️

Private Kyle 'Jack' Harper's Bio

- Information -

Name : Kyle Harper

Codename : Jack

Status : Alive

Rank : Private

Citizenship : American

Bit of a wild card, no?

- Physical Profile -

Height: 5'7 feet

Gender : ? [he/her/they]

Age : 21 years old

Blood type: AB Pos

Eye color: Light Brown

Hair color: Light Blond

Tattoos : Right forearm

Additional Notes : Ear piercings to be removed as ordered

- Personality -

Jack is easily the most outgoing person in any room. He seems to always have energy despite having gone through rigorous training or having just returned from a week long operation. It's easy for Jack to spread this positive influence among his friends but people can find Jack annoying when his energy is misplaced.

Jack is cocky. She thinks she's hot shit. While she is performing quite well for her little experience, Jack is far from the best. Jack lives by the motto of 'Fake it till you make it'.

In addition to their cocky behavior, Jack is not the easiest recruit to deal with. Jack does follow orders when required of them, but that is about as far as they would go. Jack is purposefully leaving in their piercings or generally being a bit of a brat, all trivial matters, and giving his superiors headaches.

This however, does not stop Jack from being the most loyal recruit to his team. Jack always has an eye out for her fellow soldiers, even helping out her superiors when their hour of need arises. Jack always tries to make it even with anyone who's helped them.

- Skill Set -

Weapon(s) : Jack relies on questionable gadgets to help him out in fights, ranging from dummy grenades to dupe his enemies to flat out thermal weapons like Molotov cocktails. Now, Jack isn't able to use fire in battle, so he turns to bombs.

Combat Style : The skills Jack picked up are skills taught to her by her mentor(s). This means he's learning marksmanship and close combat.

Specialized skill : While Jack has no solid specialized skill as of yet, they have a really good pair of legs, being able to outrun and outjump nearly everyone.

- Background -

Jack had always known he wanted to protect the community. That and she really didn't see herself at a boring job till she retires. Originally, Jack had planned on becoming a firefighter, but soon Jack learned that her passion lied with fires, not putting them out. So, Jack opted for the military when he reached of age right after his family relocated to Britain.

In the military however, Jack found themselves in a less than desirable situation of being underestimated. For being so short and unfamiliar with the local customs. Jack vowed not to let this weigh him down, using is as fuel to pass selection.

Jack's loud persona soon caught the attention of a certain Lieutenant Ace. Jack doesn't understand that Ace saw a bit of his past self in them. Causing trouble and diving head first into problems without a second thought. Jack continued to train under Ace until he was told that she had been recommended into joining Task Force Cards. Jack would grow attached to Ace, thinking of him as a good friend and lowkey father figure to herself.

There, Jack met King. King doubted him from the get-go, but seeing it was Ace who insisted that Jack is a strapping young man with lots of potential to grow into a good soldier, Jack was them welcomed into the team. King would then learn that Jack was reckless, needlessly loud and outright rebellious. They both keep it barely civil, but don't interact outside of work.

Jack met Queen right after meeting King. King had assigned Queen to mentor Jack, not knowing Ace was already guiding Jack in his own ways. Jack takes in stride, weighing out that the two had valuable skills they could pick up. Despite Queen obviously trying to straighten out Jack, he didn't get shaped according to her norm. Jack didn't find himself liking Queen, but she was loyal to her despite it all.

- Additional Information -

Jack carries around a rope everywhere, being able to utilize this piece of material in many scenarios. Jack is looking to use it in fights after seeing the use of the Punjab Lasso in Phantom of the Opera. Though, Jack doesn't like to admit they found inspiration for it through theatre

Jack doesn't bother to hide his love for fire. Jack would carry at least one source of fire on himself, be it a lighter or a box of matches. Jack also makes her own bombs, building for a more fiery reaction when set off. Her goal is to one day be able to roast an enemy with fire instead of a bomb. Just your local arsonist fighting against the Geneva convention.

Jack is the easiest person, and often the go-to for companionship. Jack cracks the best jokes and laughs at his own lame jokes and funny shenanigans. Jack smiling widely is also very cute, which says even more when all their teeth are jagged and sharp. Jack is also the recruit the called Ace's smile weird. She stands by what she says.

- Favourites -

Drink: Monster Mango Loco

Food: Strawberry Cake

Animal: Jackrabbits

Hobby: Going for jogs or walks along the beach, collecting lighters

Weather: Sunny beaches and clear blue skies

Song: Bad Boy - Yung Bae, bbno$, Billy Marchiafave

Colour: Neon pink

Flower: White Rose

Moodboard :

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jonjaydami · 18 days

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Hey do you have any hc’s on how the boys confessed to each other or what their first date would be like??

Oh yes I do! So it kinda is taking place currently in my fix it fan fiction for DC cause I think the way they ended the supersons comics is horrible. So I decided the best way to fix it was by making them poly.

So i definitely think that after Jonathan came back from space he and Damian grew apart to a point we're they hardly talked and saw each other and that had to do with a lot of different reasons.

When Jay came into the picture he sought to mend their relationship cause he knows they love each other and they are self destructive idiots. So he sets gets them together and when he realizes how good they are; just the two of them.

He actually tries to break it off with Jonathan but actually Jonathan refuses and they all *finally* have a sit down and talk about how they want thier relationship to work. They realize that not only have they been leading themselves up to this moment but they all have had a crush on each other for literal months but they were to scared to do anything.

This leads to some laughs and apologies to be passed around. Jay and Jonathan already live together but Damian literally spends all of his free time crammed into his boyfriends tiny apartment and promises to get them a house one day (that one day turns out to be a big apartment until they take over the family farm)

Also they do have one on one date nights were Jonathan and Damian go out or Jay and Damian but then they all three go out. Of course his brother judge him for having a harem and he gets teased a lot but the paparazzi is always trying to spin off a bunch of stuff about them being seen together and "Is Damian Wayne cheating on his boyfriend with his other boyfriend?" Headlines. But they could care less. Also they know Lois and Clark are clearing those nasty rumors with the help of Bruce.

But yeah I think they work well together. Plus the real reason I also decided to try and fix it was because Jay Nakamura gets so much hate as a character for no reason. Like I get we don't like him cause DC only shoved him in to dramatically make Jonathan come out as bi. Which I love representation it's about doing it well is what I'm worried about.

Jay is a good character but he was shoved in a bad situation. Plus I know he is a sassy little boy who puts Damian in his place and Jonathan is their golden retriever who can't say no. Damian is there little ace goblin and they love him.

Yes I still headcanon Damian as on the Ace spectrum. I hope this is what you were kinda looking for. If you want to read my fanfiction it's called "fixing ourselves" and it's under partypirate on ao3 <3

#jay nakamura #jonathan kent #jonathan x jay #jondami #jonjaydami #batfam #batman #damain wayne #dc comics #dc universe #hope this is okay!#i tried #im never recovering from this #headcanon #chat is this real #im tweaking #it is real

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HIII it's me again :D glad to hear you're doing well!! I hope life is being kind to you <3

of course, take your time to get to this part of the story!! I hope you end up liking sabo as well !! and get ready for the heartbreak of marineford... no really, get a few tissues because there are gonna be tears

coming back to the au, your ideas continue to amaze me, I swear I had this exact expression of shock 😲 reading everything, ITS SO GOOD !!! it's very in character for whitebeard to want to take responsability of blackbeard's actions and appear to help luffy, and of course shanks is going to help his boy (also, don't wanna spoil too much, but he gets there late for reasons and IMAGINE him seeing he failed to protect the sweet boy he was confident would become the new king of the pirates, that he passed his precious hat to... he'd be blaming himself so hard and I'm here for it!)

now that's pretty much what happens in canon, but throw in the revolutionary army in the mix?? PERFECTION !!! of course Dragon would want to save his son, so it'd make sense for him to send some people to help, and who better than the boy he trained himself, sabo? there's no way that could go wrong, right ^^ (it's going to go terribly!)

the idea of sabo meeting with his brothers but not recognizing them... acting like strangers... then gaining back his memories... being right there seeing with his own eyes when it all goes down and not being able to do anything about it, to save his little brother (who he's just starting to remember is his little brother at all)... and worse, thinking he lost BOTH of them at once, right when he got his memory of them back... I'm going insane just thinking about it !!! the guilt this boy feels in canon is already off the charts, imagine in this scenario in which he was THERE and still it didn't change a thing and his baby brother died right in front of him??? he's gonna be consumed by it, probably won't feel worthy of daring to show his face to ace after everything and trying to isolate himself to wallow on his guilt and self-hatred... we love emotionally unstable blorbos in this house!! god help koala and olivia who will have to deal with this mess. and then sabo and ace will have no choice but to meet in dressrosa and that's! gonna be fun! not for them... but for us it will!

THE KOBYFICATION OF DEUCE. YOUR BRAIN IS HUGE!!!! THIS IS GENIUS!!! deuce running his anti marine propaganda newspaper is so important to me... him joining the revolutionary army... it's everything I could ever ask for... and the acedeuce beloveds... with the added bonus of that awkward moment when your coworker/boss is your crush's brother AND your crush's mother figure is also your coworker and hears you gush about him

isuka mention !!! she's such a cutie, glad to see she's here too !! also her taking the role of ace's marine rival is just perfect

sorry I got way too excited with this but your au is just way too amazing <3 thank you once more for sharing your ideas!!

🐝

I’m so sorry I took so long to respond to this.

I’m very afraid of getting to Marineford. My mental health can’t deal with the stress at the moment.

But yes you get it. Sabo and Ace working together to save Luffy without realizing it.

Like Ace just wants to get Luffy out of Impel down and this masked loser is slowing him down. How dare he!

Meanwhile Sabo has the biggest headache (particularly from his memories trying to resurface) because Ace is the most reckless person to ever live. He’s going to get them caught! Stop attacking everyone!

These two just can’t work together because Ace is in panic mode and this person who is only here to save Luffy because Dragon sent him can’t possibly understand the stress Ace is under. How important Luffy is.

Sabo (at the time) doesn’t get it. He needs to get his bosses son out of here. He gets that his adopted older brother is emotional but just calm down and think!

Later Sabo, with all of his memories will look back at this time and wonder. If I had let Ace rush it. If we were both fighting desperately for our little brother, could we have gotten to Luffy in time?

Even later when the meet at Dressrosa and Ace puts together just who the Masked loser in impel down was. When he realizes it was Sabo who “slowed him down” (kept him alive!) he has no idea how to feel. Enraged (why didn’t Sabo care about Luffy) confused (this couldn’t be their brother) desperate (one of his brothers is here, he’s not alone) upset (where was Sabo the past two years? Past 12? Ace needed him! Luffy needed them!) and fury (Luffy will never get to be with both his big brothers every again. He died think Sabo was gone)

Needless to say Ace has a lot of BIG feelings the day Sabo walks back into his life.

Back to Deuce!

I love him so much. His anti-marine paper is so important to me to. Like his dream is to be a writer. Let him write. Let him tell the world exactly what the Marines and pirates do. Let him tell the world about liberated countries and the injustices of the world government.

People say he’s afraid to show his face and that’s why he wears a mask and uses a fake name. But Deuce has never been more himself. He’s never been truer to himself than when he goes by the name Ace gave him.

He tells everyone how amazing the reverse strawhats are. And you best believe when Ace’s lineage gets out he’s writing about not only Ace’s character (how he saves people because he wants to, how no man should be judged by who their father is) but he’s doing his research on the original pirate king and just destroying all the lies the world government circulated about him. The public conscious changes. Roger’s wasn’t a horrible person, in fact he helped a lot of people. And even if he wasn’t should they really hold a son accountable for his father?

(This is after Luffy’s death and you best believe Deuce dragged the Marines for filth over that. The public knows Luffy as a 16 almost 17 year old who never left his home island. Sure he was a bit wild but everyone liked him. He never hurt anyone. And yet the government killed him because of what his father, who he never met, had done. Deuce ran them over the coals. He couldn’t stop what happened at Marineford. The revs wouldn’t even let him go to fight (he was to important by then) but he’s not going to have the last picture Ace has of his little brother be the one the papers ran with Luffy dying in Ace’s arms. Every piece he writes about Luffy he tries to find an old photo from Dawn island or Dragon’s surveillance to attach to the article. It drives home that he was just a boy, while also giving Ace new picture of his precious brother to cherish.

Speaking of Acedeuce. Deuce suffers those two years Nico Olive is there. It’s already awkward enough that Sabo, who has heard him talk about how down bad he is for Ace for two years, turns out to be Ace’s brother. But Nico Olivia? He never knows peace.

On one hand it’s nice. She helps him write his pieces about Luffy. (Ace told a lot of stories during their 3 years together) in exchange she gets a nice copy of every picture they find of Luffy and Ace from Dragon’s surveillance (he definitely had people watching over his boy) she collects them to give to Ace when they reunite.

On the other hand, she is relentless. Constantly teasing Deuce about his crush. (She’s met him before. In the early days of his paper before he was recruited by the Revs.) constantly asking when he was going to ask her captain out? When the wedding would be? Should he be joining the crew once they were official?

Deuce thinks she’s just teasing him. And he could live with it, if she didn’t make it sound like Ace wanted him to. (Baby is in hard core denial that his feelings could be returned)

Nico Olivia does not see herself as cruel. She is asking honest questions. To her (and the crew) Ace’s crush on Deuce was obvious. The question was never Ace’s feelings but Deuce’s though Olivia knew from the way Deuce wrote about Ace that he must have feelings for her captain, it was nice to have it confirmed by the other Revs. (Koala makes fun of Deuces crush at all times, especially now that it makes Sabo squirm because that’s HIS big brother they are talking about!) to Olivia she can’t see why the two boys wouldn’t get together. (After Ace has had time to grieve and process his loss of course)

Her captain deserves good things. He early lets himself want, believing he does not deserve the goodness of the world. Olivia violently disagrees. She wants her boy happy. And Deuce is a great young man who would make her boy happy. Sure she might be a little pushy, but she’s not getting any younger. Excuse her for wanting to see her kids get married before she dies. (She’s not dying anytime soon, but she will use guilt to her advantage if it will make these two knuckle heads get it together sooner rather than later)

#one piece #monkey d. luffy #fire fist ace #portagas d. ace #one piece ace #reverse strawhat pirate au #masked deuce #revolutionary sabo #one piece sabo #nico olvia #acedeuce #Sabo remeber who Ace and Luffy are right as he watches one of them die is the coldest thing I’ve done in a while. and I stand by it #deuce deserves to have his own paper. spread the truth Deuce!#Nico Olivia watching the pinning mess that is Acedeuce form both sides: you need to get it together #i want to see my kid married! (with grandkids please)

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ruinedbylanadelrey · 8 months

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King of Your Heart

Frankie Morales x F!Reader

Chapter 5 "More than friends but less than lovers"

summary: All that Frankie has ever wanted to be was your everything. After years of being best friends one phone call changes everything between the two of you.

inspired by The King by Sarah Kinsley

warnings: 18+, MINORS DNI, age gap (reader is 28-29, Frankie 38-39), friends with benefits -> situationship, Frankie isn't a dad, jealously, best friends with benefits, reader is lowkey toxic, drugs, smoking weed, alcohol consumption, reader wears makeup, reader has long hair, self-hate (both characters), yearning, secrets, no y/n, possessiveness, triple frontier boys, Tom is dead, reader is a flirt,

inside the world of king of your heart

playlist

series mainlist | main masterlist

taglist: @hiroikegawa

The humid air hit your cold skin from the AC when you slipped out to the patio of Frankie's backyard. It was just about to be sunrise, you were wearing Frankie's shirt and had a joint rolled the night before if you needed to get a little high on the blind date. The sky was fading to a blue and orange ombre. You kept replaying what you said to Frankie.

'...we are more than just friends,'

Frankie never said it back. God this is so childish! You were angry that he didn't say 'we are more than just friends,' no confirmation, just let you blow him and smear across your face. Did you break the rules first? Or was it when Frankie drove to Ben's place? You raised the lighter to the joint in your mouth. Taking in the first hit in weeks.Savoring the taste of weed and the feeling of the smoke filling up your lungs to the very top. You expel the weed and feel the warmth of the upcoming high approach.

Your heart was beating fast as the internal monologue in your head became the forefront of your mind. This isn't how it's supposed to be, Frankie can't be in love with you!

Why would he?

Especially since he knows how you treat men. He could never love you. You think of yourself as a bad person because you become in a relationship, cold and distant but such a tease. But you are in his house, not kicked out as soon as your escapades were over, and you're wearing his shirt walking around his home like you've always been living there.

It's easy, comforting, not labels, just being with each other, caring for each other, not single but not taken. You loved everything about it, Frankie was your connection and you would be his too.

"Kind like more than friends but less than lovers," You explained to Frankie, sitting on his lap when he joined you outside, just watching you smoke. "The less than lovers is kinda harsh." Frankie isn't going to beat around the bush anymore. "I don't mean it as we don't romantically care for each other but it's not at the level either." You spoke like you had all the answers, it seems that way due to the weed opening your mind just a bit bigger than Frankie's.

"I love you, Frankie I do but being friends knocks my romantic love for you down a bit too much," Your words felt like small snake bites to Frankie. Here you were getting cold and distant, instead of how usually warm and open you are to him.

Always putting out the fire just when it begins to spark.

Frankie sighs, not knowing what to say but just to let you dangle the idea of being together in front of his heart. Maybe things are actually better left unsaid. Just to keep you in his life for a while longer.

You pulled into the community center's parking lot, for the MMA fight. Ben and Frankie waiting on the bed of Frankie's truck. You quickly threw the car in park and got out to greet them.

"Told you I would be here, Benny," You quickly kissed his cheek and patted his back. "I need you here every fight, you're my good luck charm," Benny chuckles, You turn to Frankie who has his hands in his pockets, and you give him a weak smile. "Well I'm going head inside and grab our seats, Good luck pretty boy," You said as you readjusted your purse before heading inside.

Ben turns to look at Frankie watching you walk away, he whistles at you making you turn around a roll your eyes seeing that it was Benny whistling at you. Frankie throws him a glare over his shoulder.

"Hey, you weren't gonna do it," Ben smirks, he thinks he's the only one in the know about the two of you.

"What's going on with you guys anyway?" Ben takes the lead inside to locker room. Frankie sighs, takes off his cap, and runs his fingers through his curls.

"the fuck if I know," Frankie really didn't know where the line is anymore. You both keep picking it up and moving it so far away from 'just friends'.

One night you and him would go on a date and not even have sex. Then the next day Frankie is fucking you for hours until you both pass out. Another day you'll freak out and bring the line to purely platonic. You openly flirt with him in front of everyone but still make eyes at strangers at the bar.

"She goes back and forth with the idea of 'us'. She said 'more than friends but less than lovers.' I think whatever we are doing now is working, at least for me..." Frankie's drained voice carries through the empty hallway,

"She's a bit harsh to you, Fish," Benny said patting Frankie on the back, Frankie laughs dryly and quiets down when Ben pushes open the door to the locker room, he hears Pope and Will laughing. Ben doesn't miss a beat when he knocks his fist on the metal lockers grabbing the attention of the group. Everyone is shaking hands and giving aggressive hugs before heading out to ring. You were waiting with beers in your hands, and cheering as they announced Ben's name.

Your smile was big and beaming, and your voice carried throughout the loud crowd. Ben winks as you pass by.

"There she is!" Santiago pokes your waist, causing you to almost drop everyone's beer.

"Watch it!" You giggled at Pope who took the drinks from you and passed them out.

"Let me guess you paid for this with everyone's poker money," Will jokes kissing you on the top of your head.

"It makes great pocket money," You rest your head briefly on Will's chest to talk back. Frankie sits down, watching you look up at Will with such love and tenderness.

Does she look at me like that? Is that how she looks at everyone?

"She looks at you entirely differently," Pope takes a seat next to Frankie, it was like he was in Frankie's head.

"How do you know that?" Frankie wipes away the foam of the beer off his mustache. Pope laughs and shakes his head, taking a glance at you and Will now chatting about his fiancee and her wedding planning.

"Her eyes get wide and she bites her lips and then grows into a smile that just says it all." He said, Frankie scrunches his brows together, trying to recall every time he's seen you look at him.

To him it was so normal, that is just how you look at him. It was not the same look you gave Will, the look Frankie gets has love and lust in it.

"I'm done talking about this," Frankie snaps, looking down the row to watch you type on your phone, Your brightness was down and you had it angled for no one to see.

'You're being kind of a dick for ignoring me'

Your text buzzes Frankie's phone in his pocket. You were a little bit hurt by Frankie being distant since you were out with the guys. Frankie pulls out his phone and reads the message, he becomes annoyed by it.

He doesn't know how to act anymore, can he be touchy with you? Can he sit next to you? Can he breathe near you without anyone smirking? You watched him roll his eyes and shove the phone back into the pocket.

If looks could kill Frankie would be a dead man. You glared at him, the bell rang and the fight started. You rest your chin in your hands watching Ben throwing the first punch, Will and Pope stand up cheering him on. You glanced at Frankie who decided to stand up and join them.

A rash of embarrassment flushes your neck traveling all over your face. Why is he being like this? Do you not exist out of sex? You could feel your heart tear, tendrils of muscles being pulled apart. Why do you fight yourself about being happy for once? Frankie is everything you want. He will outshine anyone even if someone cloned him. You want him for his faults and all.

You're being selfish and reaching out for more when you set the limit. Frankie isn't going to cross the line until you do.

Fuck it!

You walk down the row and stand next to him, Frankie turns to you and looks down at you. What is she doing? You wrap your arms around his waist and rest your head on his chest watching Benny continuing to be the winner of the fight. You angle your head to see Frankie watching you, every move you make, his arms wrapped around your shoulders and his hand petting your hair.

Line crossed. No one is pulling away. You both live to see the look on each other's faces.

#frankie morales #frankie morales x you #frankie morales x reader #frankie morales fluff #triple frontier #triple frontier fic #frankie morales smut #frankie morales x f!reader #pedro pascal

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I'm that one Anon who is ace FtM and wanted to know about other "FtM"s experiences with risky sex and getting knocked up, and I am Living for all of these people coming forward to either reveal their accidental pregnancy, or confessing how badly they want to be bred!

It reminds me of a fantasy of mine that I recently had that I wanted to share: across the street from my house is a big parking lot and series of stores, so we get a lot of homeless people and panhandlers and the like. And I imagined one day, after work, approaching one of the homeless men and making an offer.

"so I don't carry any cash on me and don't have my wallet, but if you want, we can find somewhere and I can give you a handjob?" and he'd be skeptical at first but eventually shrug and agree. We go to the nearby park (it's late at night so it's empty save for some other sleeping or zoned out homeless people) and I start to jack him off, slowly but surely. I'm a virgin and it shows, and he mocks me for it, and before too long I'm squirming on the bench and soaking wet bc I HAVE to fuck him.

I immediately offer him my dripping wet pussy and he's surprised for a moment bc he couldn't tell if I was a boy or a girl, but that settles it, and he agrees enthusiastically. I love the idea of being fucked in a public bathroom by a stranger, so we pick a place and start to walk over. During the walk I tell him all of my conditions for fucking me: "don't lick me or kiss me. You can give me hickies but only if there somewhere I can hide them, like my shoulders or my chest. Don't fondle my chest, I don't have much feeling there and no breasts anyways. Don't touch my asshole. That's pretty much it"

"there's a convenience store nearby, you got condoms?" He asks gruffly. I blink wide eyes at him as we get to the McDonald's we plan on fucking in the restrooms of. "Oh, I was planning on letting you cum inside of my bare cunt" now he looks surprised by clearly turned on

"shit. You on any--"

"birth control? Nah. But the risk is more than half the fun for me. That's why I don't wanna know your name, and why I'm not taking off my hat or pulling down my mask. If I get knocked up, it's going to be by a total stranger" he doesn't waste any time corralling me into the bathroom. There's a private family room with a door that locks, and no one is paying attention, so we go in there and I quickly pull my pants down to my knees and lean against the wall

"hurry up and fuck me" I pant, and he doesn't even pull his pants down further than bellow mid thigh before he's thrusting his hard cock into me and I'm hiding my moans. He gets closer and I start to whisper "yes yes yes, inside me, cum inside me, knock me up, wanna have a stranger's baby!" and he cums so hard inside of me that we both see white.

I do my best to keep his cum in me, and I thank him. He thanks me as well and then offers to let the other homeless people around here know about me being a bareback cum dump. I get him to ensure they're all clean and agree to come back over the next few weeks, taking dozens of raw loads from strangers inside my unprotected pussy.

In an ideal situation, I would get knocked up, carry to term, deliver my baby, and then wait at least 4 weeks before going out to get pregnant again. But ofc this is a fantasy, and even if I did let a bunch of men raw my pussy, I would likely not get pregnant :(

Thought you and some of your followers would like to hear my thoughts tho ❤️

This particular scenario isn't quite my thing, but posting it for others' enjoyment!

And yes, being the recipient of all those life stories - fertile little "boys" learning that they're going to be mommies, or giving in to their pussies and knowing what the result will be, or just turning from self-respecting "trans men" into frantic bitches in heat - is maybe my favorite part of running this blog.

#ftm detransition kink #kink interactions #ftm misgendering kink #reorientation writing #reor: anon ask #ftm breeding #ftm girl #reor: anon fiction

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I'd love Eddie Munson with a small but mighty fem girl with the smutty prompt “Slap my ass again and I’ll make you fuck me in that closet.” Not remotely self indulgent lol

Also you are incredible. Love everything you write AND you've got me seriously thinking about starting to write for Eddie...

omg pls write for eddie pls do it!!!! thank you for loving my writing i encourage you wholeheartedly!!!

He’d done it twice tonight already.

The first time, he pulled you in for a kiss, hands starting innocently at your waist, one drifting down to your hip, and then to your ass. He gives it a little tap. Not exactly a slap, but just enough to stir a fire within you. Just enough to get you wild under his touch and annoyed that you’re with all of your friends. You glare at him, but you let it go for now.

“C’mon, sweets, I hear the kings table calling our names,” Eddie whispers, low and almost sultry, as he heads to the table with the thirty rack and the cards and your immediate group of friends.

The kids are all busy with Max, helping her navigate Steve’s large house better by mapping it out with her. Its sweet, the way they’re so devoted to each other. You’d always seen Max as a younger sister, but you’re happy she now has so many people to rely on instead of just you like she has for the past year or so.

You take your seat in a wooden chair, one of many from the Harrington;’s impossibly large dining room set. Around you are Eddie, Steve, Nancy, Robin, Jonathan, and his new friend Argyle that you were starting to really warm up to. It was weird, the entire groups dynamic, what with at least half of this group either having dated, crushed on, or currently dating each other, but it all worked out for you guys.

“Alright, lets start!” Johnathan calls, pulling a card from the circle of facedown cards around you.

Ace.

“Waterfall!” Nancy calls, and one by one, starting with Johnathan you all start drinking. You’re only allowed to stop when the person in front of you in the clockwise order stops, and you’re thankful you picked a seat so close to Johnathan. He stopped, and then Argyle stopped, and then you kept going, just to fuck over Eddie and the rest of them for a few more seconds. Then you finally showed them mercy, a good ten seconds of gulping at their drinks later, and finally put your can of swill beer down. Eddie winks at you over his can, and you know you’re in for it. He holds on another five seconds before he finally relents for Robin, Steve, and finally Nancy. She’s going to have to get carried home by Jonathan and Argyle tonight.

Argyle pulls the next card, and has to pick a partner to drink with. Of course, he picks Jonathan.

You go ahead and pull your card, a jack. Never Have I Ever card.

“Okay fuck, never have I ever… dated anyone in this room,” you say, and it’s true. You and Eddie aren’t dating. You aren’t friends, but you aren’t dating. He never asked. You and Robin are the only ones to not drink and put down a finger, making you raise your eyebrows; did Eddie think you were dating? Not that you didn’t want to, but it wasn’t something he ever asked.

“Never have I ever,” Eddie starts, “Had a crush on Nancy Wheeler.”

He saves you from your thought spiral, Mike gags somewhere from the living room, and everyone but you and him put another finger down and drink. Damn. The Nancy Wheeler effect on these people.

Robin goes next, one of her three fingers for this round down.

“Never have I ever liked someone for more than three years.”

You, Eddie, and Steve put a finger down and drink. You’re down to two, but Eddie is out, ending the round.

“Well, I need another. Come with me?” Eddie announces; then turns to you and asks.

You nod, and he grabs your hand to lead you back to the kitchen.

“Not dating, huh?” he asks, slapping your ass again as he guides you in past the fridge.

“I don’t date people that don’t ask,” you quip.

“But I’m dating you,” he supplies.

“You never asked.”

“Maybe I thought you knew.”

You only laugh, and turn away from him to grab another beer.

He slaps your ass again. God Damn it.

“Slap my ass again and I’ll make you fuck me in that closet,” you hiss.

He pulls you in close, chest to chest.

“You promise?” he asks.

“uh huh.”

He slaps your ass again, and you drag him towards the pantry.

Pantry is an interesting word for it, more like a walk in closet with whatever Steve could scrounge from Family Video.

“You sure?”

Fucking deadly.

You grab his curls, pulling him in tightly for a kiss, tongue immediately finding his. He pushes you against the shelves, your knees almost immediately buckling at his force, and he tries to catch you as quickly as he can. Eddie holds you against him, pulling your legs around his hips but himself also buckling quickly.

“You’re drunk!” you shout.

“Only tipsy,” and he bends you back so you’re straddling him.

“Gonna make you ride me,” he says, and you can’t say no to that, already working at your pants yo unbutton and pull them off you. You get off of him only long enough to get your jeans down past your feet and he pulls you onto him again.

“Fuck,” you hiss as your knees hit the hardwood of the pantry straddling him.

“This what you wanted?”

“Yeah,” He pants.

“Lose those pants baby,” you urge.

He can’t move fast enough.

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson imagine

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