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maeizy · 1 year

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C!ranboo little sister x reader!

I HATE MYSELF RN, I LOST THE DANG REQEST THERE WAS TWO AND I REMEMBERED THE FIRST ONE- sjdjdnsidndoanfiehidn anyways the request was by @fantasyfiction-net ! and no I dont have a discord server yet! Ill try and make one though, ty for the advice! And yes I'd love to be freinds!!:D annnyways- ONWARD!!

INFO FOR REQESTS MY FANDOMS, AS WELL AS BLOG

GENRE: PURE FLUFF!<3

SYPNOSIS:x-reader where very young sibling,age 4-5. of C!ranboos, gets close with the sbi, Tubbo, philza, tommy ecr. To where he thinks they like the sbi more than him but they dont.

PRONOUNS: gn

TRIGGERS: getting hurt; (by water[since readers also half enderman]), no others!

Notes <3- totally didnt forget about this- I kinda hate it but its whatever I guess. Sorry for being so inactive as of kate, I'm making a lot of more fics, not in this fandom but in others like Lockwood and co ect. Please please please make sure to check out my blog info and my other stuff I have it linked in ever post :D sorry of this is trash but I hope y'all enjoy anyways.

you and ranboo where getting ready to go to philzas house it had just started to snow. you had always been fascinated by the white floating specs that reminded you of your very own purple ones that floated around you from time to time connecting to you to your ender man heritage.

"Y\N!" your older brother Ranboo yelled out as your tiny bare feet thudded out of the shack door breaking free from your bigger brothers arms to excitedly run out to the snow and attempt to flop down on it, but as soon as your bare skin touched the cold frozen flakes of water it burned, the excitement was then sucked away, as a searing pain tore through the pads of your exposed feet.

an enderlike screech of pain burst from your shocked mouth and purple particles was all your vision picked up on as you subconsciously teleported back, with a soft woosh, you popped back into the small space of the entrance of the Shack, that you and ranboo called home.

upright and confused, you where frantically holding your foot with a Audible "ow,ow,ow,ow,ow-" trying to balance on one leg and hopping backwards. already loosing your balance due to your freakishly long limbs for your age. (Thank your enderside) with a hiss you where sent wheeling back. being uncorranated as is, and then adding the fact you where standing how you where at the moment, you knock things down with you as you fall and land on your back with another shriek and a loud thump.

You let out another small, half hurt half annoyed huff, as tears formed at the ends of your green and red eyes. ranboo panicked running over in a semi-shocked state to grab onto you checking the red scorch marks on your left foot as you pushed yourself up on your elbows to let out another soft "ow" as he bent down to pick up your small 5 year old form.

being carefull not to bump into anything as he stumbled to set you on the staircase as he went to go grab some bandages rambling on with a " oh no!- I said to get your enchanted shoes on! Water hurts us-aww no please don't cry- healing poti-TUBBO"

The shorter boys head popped around the thrown open door as cold wind pushing its way in in a blizzard you hadn't noticed brewing till now, too focused on the throb in your foot.

The boys chipper voice was followed by ranboo half falling down the stairs to greet him and help you "Hi ran boo and- RANBOO WHY ARE THEY CRYING?!" ranboo fumbled with The wrappings as he wrapped it around the fresh wound " they went outside! in the snow! without enchanted boots and got hurt when it melted on them!" The little kid rushed over to tubbo hugging him tightly completely oblivious to ranboo who was trying to help; and ran into the shorter hybrids arms tubbo stooped to pick the younger child up as he set them down again on the staircase.

She wasn't full blown crying now, just sniffling as she tried to wipe of runaway tears as tubbo patted her head warmly with a small comforting grin to calm her nerves. she let the goat boy wrap the rest of the bandages around her foot then gave him an exited hug and a small. "thank you tubtub!" And got to her feet ignoring the ache and running to the front door to pick up her shoes, while ran boo wined a little at The younger boo and crossed his long arms in silent protest, giving a little huff of annoyance.

Tubbo chuckled "apparently she just likes me more" he said in a joking tone. But ranboo frowned "pftt-no.she-" tubbo laughed again as ranboos face turned a shade out of embarrassment. "whatever" he grumbled as he walked over to little y\n as she finished yanking the big enchanted boots onto her much smaller feet. she hummed with a happy little smile as he watched her with furrowed eyebrows standing their a little she got up humming a song tommy taught her and unconsciously grabbed his bigger hand bouncing as she pulled him outside "Phil's!phils!phils!" She chanted as her hand slipped from his when they got to the front porch of their small home in the snowy biome. Phil and technos conjoined house in the distance, lit with a warm light as the girl twirled through the snow twords it.

Ranboo teleported to the front step of philzas house with ease and tubbos head peeked out of the door of ranboos house, confused and annoyed, his shouts unheard as he ran across the landscape to join ranboo, and his sibling, who was huffing up the steps. "Cheater" you glared with a tired face. Your brother grinned as tubbo caught up. they didn't bother to knock as tubbo opened the door lazily and thunked his snow boots on the side of the doorframe. piles of snow landing on the hardwood deck from his boot.

The younger boo copied his actions holding onto the door frame for balance. And with a less powerful kick, her boot collided with the door, sending a little amount of Triump into the girl as she soon forgot about it and rushed into the house.

when she spotted philza and Wilbur having a chat in the kitchen she ran straight to them ranboo trailed aimlessly after her finding a spot next to tubbo as he chatted with tommy. Tomny and tubbo where fighting over who got the last peice of cake to which ranboo intervened and took it holding it above their heads while he took little pieces to eat himself while tommy and tubbo complained.

The little girl rushed over to hug phil who managed a "hey mate!" and patted her head and before he could say anymore she found techno who was talking to Wilbur.

"no -you have to kill them, then you can drag them into the-" he spotted the younger girls salt and pepper hair as she was silently staring curiously at him. He switched up his words as she walked up to him with a small cautious and confused face "kill someone?!" You questioned "uh-but of course we would skip the uh first step. and We would -drag them... to a nice place to have a talk-" she laughed hugging the pig-man who akwardly patted her back with a grimance. A glare shot from wilbur burned into technos skull.

You then hugged Wilbur who already had his arms stretched out. and with a warm smile she ran straight into him as she gripped his jumper with all her force. She leaned her small form back to Look up at his muddy eyes. With a mischievous grin then snatched his glasses off his scarred nose putting them on there face quickly, and dodging his long arms they Ignored the shouts of the older man. running off to find philzas arms to hide in. You darted into the living room, stopping shortly to take in there surroundings. the chatter from the boys, the sun streaming through the window, and the wonderful smells coming from the kitchen of whatever Phil was mixing up. it was comforting, but the loud footsteps behind them where not.

You couldn't make it to philza in time so you went to the person you would normally go for comfort, ranboo. Your brothers long limbs where crisscrossed on the floor and he silently nodded along as tubbo and tommy conversed. His green and red eyes found yours and his mouth turned into a grin and you sprinted twords him. Tommy spotted you coming there way and intervened "HEY y\n!" His bandaged arms opened wide, with a boyish toothy grin. Before you could decide who to go to, Wilbur rounded the corner. a glare set on his face as he squinted at her. "AHAHHHH" you ran straight into tommy.

the betrayal on ranboos face was prominent, his arms dropped slowly to his sides as his smile faded. though he didn't show it his heart panged a little As Tommy's arms locked in around you. He was supposed to be the one you ran too. He was your brother!

Wilbur barreled into the living room trying to take you from him. Tommy attempted to throw you on the couch and quickly cover you up with a pillow but it didn't work. The fight was over, Wilbur grabbed his glasses back off your defeaded half dead looking form and grabbed the pillow and proceeded to beat tommy with it.

You lifted yourself up, your hair now disheveled from the two brothers. You looked over to ranboo, your own brother, who looked a bit downtrodden. A wary smile was shot tword you, you huffed, feeling a bit tired you walked over to him, laying your head on his shoulder and gripping his arm "you ok big man?" He said as he patted your head lovingly "yes-can we go home now?" you yawned "we can- but I thought you wanted to hang out with techno, and tommy and-" " ranboo! I wanna spend time with you!" you smiled up at him, your eyes squinted. ranboo, forgetting you where a very unfiltered five year old died at your next words "Tommy's a little loud anyways-" he Busted open with laughter as wilbur did too, pausing over Tommy's defeated form on the spot on the floor where he had been being hit multiple times with the soft round throw pillow clutched in wills grip, tommy yelled in protest "HEY! I PROTECT YOU AND THIS IS HOW YOU REPAY ME??" You look at him blankly " ummmmm- yes." Ranboo shoots grin his way, and scoops you up and grabs your shoes. As you slowly drifted off to sleep, you could hear techno voice echo " the kid was right, you are really obnoxious tommy" and another yelp from the blonde boy as a pillow thrown from techno this time, hit him square in the face. another loud scream was heard this time from tubbo "GET WRECKED" and a bust of laughter was heard.

This was your family.

And as you grew up, it always stayed that way, no matter what you went through, this, what some would call a ragtag group. was stuck with you, as family and you were ok with that, as long as your big brother stuck by your side, you felt impossible.

#dsmp x reader #dream smp headcanons #bench trio headcanons #sbi fanfic #sbi x reader #dream smp imagine #ranboo x reader #tubbo x reader #wilbur soot x reader

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underratedandoverit · 9 months

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Speak My Mind

“i need you now” kisses with orangekip :3c - requested by @midnightpretenders0

“i need you now” kisses: them fisting your shirt into their palms, your hands under their shirt, cold fingertips against their skin, and panting, moving down from their lips to their neck, soft moans that turn louder, shirts being pulled off haphazardly (from this list by @jasminesfury)

~2,5k words orangekip (orange cassidy/kip sabian)

okay if you saw me post this a few days ago lets pretend you didnt. i put it back in the burner after not really liking it and then i got an idea how to add to it so now its back and its better and yeah i do like it a lot more. also i deleted the original post and accidentally drafted the reblogged version so i cant reply to the ask again or edit the original so heres a new post sorry

it starts fluffy, it develops into something more heated, moves to a hurt/comfort territory and ends with comfortable levels of body worship and comfort/fluff. i marked this as mature on ao3 but it doesnt really go anywhere that deep, but just in case since it touches some topics.

cw: body image issues and whatever kind of extreme fluff body worship brings. its not like explicit at all, but you know.

(im also hesitantly going to put out a request for feedback for this one like. i dont want constructive criticism, i would just like to hear what you think if you read it. with this one it would mean a lot as im extremely unsure how i feel about it. so if you could spare a word or two after reading it would be very appreciated ✌)

@stormbornpirate @ss-trashboat

on ao3

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Cassidy’s fingers curled around the coils of Kip’s hair absentmindedly, watching the television screen from the corner of his eye without really paying attention to what was happening on it. He was unfamiliar with the game Kip had picked but enjoyed observing it every now and then nonetheless, for what little attention he was able to pay to the bright colors and fast moving objects. Or maybe it really was that Cassidy enjoyed spending time with Kip, no matter what he was doing.

At least the game seemed to be less hectic than the stuff he usually played, as was suggested by the much calmer presence Kip had sitting on the floor in front of the couch, and the much less frequent use of curse words. He still occasionally let out a few curses or otherwise loud, grumbling noises when faced with difficulties, but Cassidy playing with his hair seemed to help calm him down rather quickly whenever that happened.

They existed in the living room in perfect harmony, one’s presence in the room calming the other, just sitting there doing their own things as Cassidy scrolled through his phone with his other hand.

Pausing the game, Kip straightened his back, stretching his arms over his head, landing one of them on top of Cassidy’s as he brought them back down. Interlacing their fingers together Kip carefully tilted his head back, looking at the blond with a smile as Cassidy continued to play with his hair, still trying to focus on his phone.

But without the sunglasses Kip could see the softening look in his eyes and the small smile tucking in the corner of his lips, no matter how hard he tried to hide it.

“Clementine?”

Cassidy still didn’t look back at him, but let out a quiet sound of acknowledgment. Kip carefully squeezed the hand he was holding with his own.

“I love you.”

Cassidy finally broke eye contact with his phone, shifting his gaze to the Brit, watching Kip looking at him basically upside down with his head tilted back against the couch cushion. It wasn’t a new thing for Kip to be telling him this, or to break the news at a random moment, but something about this very moment he decided to do it yet again it felt genuine. Serene.

Before Cassidy could speak up, Kip carefully pushed himself off from the floor, not so carefully moving to the couch as he basically flopped on top of Cassidy who had just been lounging on the couch so far. Kip just chuckled at his slightly annoyed groan, wrapping arms around the blond’s midsection as he buried his face into the crook of his neck, letting out a sigh. He got so comfortable so fast that Cassidy didn’t even have time to stop him, just accepting that Kip was there now, acting almost like a weighted blanket on him.

Shaking his head a little, Cassidy could feel his lips twisting into a soft smile though as he ran a hand through Kip’s hair again.

“I love you too.”

The content sound Kip let out sounded almost like purring to him, vibrating through Cassidy’s entire being. He was sure Kip could feel his heart rate accelerating against his own chest, as he could feel the smile on the Brit’s lips against the skin of his neck. Kip didn’t say anything, but it was fairly obvious, especially based on the soft sounds he continued to make as he pressed a soft kiss on Cassidy’s neck.

“Clementine.”

His voice was barely louder than a whisper, peppered with kisses as Kip continued to shower him in small pecks of affection, carefully tracking his neck up to his jaw. Cassidy’s breathing tightened a bit as he felt Kip’s hands moving from underneath him, crawling up his sides onto his chest, carefully tucking on the front of the white t-shirt he was wearing.

Kip sat up, easily straddling him, hands pressed on Cassidy’s chest as Kip smiled down at him, tilting his head to the side a little, almost acting coy in the moment. Cassidy ditched the phone from his hand, arms wrapping around Kip’s waist, hands slowly sneaking up to his neck as he carefully pulled the Brit lower until they were face to face.

Kip chuckled at him a little, but the soft blush lingering on his face from Cassidy taking the control was very obvious.

“My,” Kip whispered, leaning closer to press a little kiss on Cassidy’s lips. “Sweet.” Another kiss. “Little.” Kiss. “Clemen--”

He couldn’t finish the last word before Cassidy yanked him close, pressing their lips together. His hand brushing into Kip’s hair and the back of his head pulled him closer, the almost embarrassingly unintentional moan Kip let out against his mouth allowing Cassidy to deepen the kiss. Kip obviously didn’t mind it, but his hands grabbing onto the chest of Cassidy’s shirt with such noticeable force were a clear indication that maybe he desired something more.

Kip barely let go of the shirt as Cassidy finally pulled them apart, both audibly catching their breath. The blush had definitely gotten stronger on Kip’s face, cheeks glowing red as he rested his forehead against Cassidy’s, eyes closed, trying to calm himself down. This was what he had intended, sure, but the intensity still always caught him off guard when it came to Cassidy. He wasn’t used to this, this being one of the few activities his boyfriend decided to show eagerness to participate in.

“Cle-clementine…”

Cassidy smiled at him, hands running through Kip’s hair and down to his neck, gently nudging the neckline of his shirt. It was fairly obvious what he wanted, Kip obliging as he pushed away from Cassidy’s face, helping him pull off the shirt. As he sat there on top of the blond, eyes still closed as Kip was trying his best to still compose himself after the air that had been knocked out of him with the first kiss, he could feel gentle fingertips against his exposed skin as Cassidy traced them along his abs, climbing up to his chest.

“Has anyone told you before how hot you are?”

Kip’s brows furrowed a bit at the sudden shift of the tone, eyes opening as he looked down at Cassidy, the bright blue eyes staring back at him almost too intensely again. Kip swallowed thickly, trying not to think about the question too much, but he carefully shook his head after a moment.

“No, not really. Not like… This, I guess.”

“Well,” Cassidy smiled at him, almost a smirk forming in the corner of his mouth as his hands firmly planted themselves onto Kip’s chest. “I do. I think you’re hot.”

Kip could feel his whole face heating up, surely Cassidy could feel his racing heartbeat through his chest as well. He watched as the blond smiled, the look almost unbearably adorable on his face, his hands sliding down Kip’s sides as he took in the sight of his boyfriends unclothed upper body sitting on top of him.

“I think you’re really hot,” Cassidy mumbled, averting eyes with Kip as he was now slightly blushing as well, a soft pink shade covering his face as his hands slid down to Kip’s thighs. The Brit just turned his face away, almost ashamed at the sudden compliments as he felt Cassidy’s fingertip drumming against his toned legs.

“…Shut up.”

Cassidy chuckled at him softly, hands easily slipping to Kip’s lower back from their previous position, making the other man noticeably shiver against the touch.

“I mean it though.”

“…No you don’t.”

Cassidy’s hands stopped, brows furrowing a little as he glanced up at Kip’s face, noticing the look that the Brit still wasn’t returning to him, biting his lower lip as he looked almost ashamed to be in the position he was in. This was far from the first time they had been like this, and yet this time specifically had triggered something in Kip that obviously made him more uncomfortable than he led on.

“Kip--”

“It’s fine,” he stated, cutting Cassidy off, hands finally letting go of the t-shirt he had been holding onto this entire time, Kip trying to push himself off of the blond. He got up on his feet, Cassidy quickly sitting up on the couch, hand reaching for Kip, grabbing a hold of his wrist.

“Wait. What’s wrong?”

Kip didn’t turn back towards him, he just stood there, feeling the burning sensation of Cassidy’s hand around his wrist, holding him in place. He didn’t try to fight it, but it was obvious how much Kip wanted to just walk away from all of this, despite not making the full effort to do so. Cassidy wasn’t going to let him go though, knowing that whatever it was that pushed him over the edge like this, it had something to do with him, considering how fine Kip had been with all of this just moments before.

“Hey.” Cassidy gently tucked Kip’s arm, carefully pulling him back on the couch. Kip obliged, sitting down, eyes still averting looking back at Cassidy, the blushing having turned into shame he didn’t want to share with him. “It’s okay. I’m sorry.”

He wasn’t sure what he was apologizing for, but it felt like the right move. Kip took in a sharp breath, but remained silent. Cassidy carefully observed the side of his face, trying to read half of the look he could see, honestly focusing more on the racing heartbeat of Kip’s that he could feel through the hold he had of his wrist.

“...I still mean what I said though.”

Kip tensed up at his words, just as Cassidy thought. So this was really what it was about. Before Kip could argue with him, Cassidy let go of his wrist, shifting on the couch as he pushed himself up, easily straddling Kip’s lap. Much to his surprise the other man wasn’t trying to push him away, but Kip still avoided eye contact, almost as if he was just playing along to let Cassidy do his thing and be happy about it more than anything else.

With a soft smile on his lips, Cassidy’s hand gently cupped Kip’s cheek with one hand, carefully turning his face towards him. Kip’s eyes almost immediately fell down and away from his, but Cassidy tried not to let it discourage him. Instead he grabbed a hold of Kip’s right hand, watching his eyes follow along with it as Cassidy lifted it up to his face, pressing a soft kiss on the back of it.

“I love you,” he stated softly, pressing another kiss on the back of Kip’s hand. “I love every inch of you.”

Kip didn’t stop him this time, Cassidy taking it as a good sign as he kissed his knuckles before peppering little kisses on each of his fingers. “The way you move your fingers is… Mesmerizing.”

He could feel that Kip wanted to pull his hand away from him after that statement, but Cassidy firmly kept his hold, moving to gently kissing Kip’s fingertips, Cassidy’s voice was barely louder than a whisper between each kiss. “I love the way your touch is always so gentle even when you don’t intend it to be so.”

Kip just watched him, quietly, as Cassidy proceeded to kiss up his hand and then his tattooed arm before reaching his shoulder, leaning slightly closer to his ear until the hot breath tickled him slightly, sending shivers down Kip’s spine.

“The way you’re decorated makes you such a work of art I can’t stop admiring you.”

“Orange, please.”

Cassidy pulled away a little, trying not to let the rare usage of his name rather than the affectionate nickname that escaped from Kip’s lips bother him, pressing a quick kiss on his lips instead. “Shh. I love your voice, but not now.”

As Kip fell silent again, slightly taken aback by Cassidy’s almost assertive behavior, the blond pressed a soft peck on his cheek. “When you laugh and your dimples are showing, it drives me insane.”

He could both feel and hear Kip’s breathing tightening up with each word, but Cassidy was far from being done as he carefully kissed the Brit on the eyelid he closed on instinct as Cassidy got close, trying to ignore the mild taste of salt he was getting back. “The intensity in your eyes makes them sparkle brighter than the stars in the night sky.”

As Cassidy moved over to the other eye, not only was he able to taste them, but the tears were visible this time as well. He didn’t want to stop, having the feeling in his heart how important that moment was, but Cassidy gave Kip a moment to process everything before he leaned in again, for another soft kiss on the other eyelid.

“When you look at me, I feel like the most loved person in the world.” Cassidy pulled away, leaning closer to press a kiss, slow and methodical this time, on Kip’s lips again. “And I want you to feel that too.”

Kip didn’t say anything, but Cassidy was able to see the floodgates truly open just before Kip leaned closer, burying his face into the blond’s chest, letting out an audible sob. A soft smile crossed Cassidy’s lips as his arms wrapped around him, pulling Kip as close to him as possible, hand running through his hair slowly as his other hand rubbed his back.

“It’s okay. Take your time.”

They sat there, in each other's arms, for a good while as Kip just quietly cried into Cassidy’s shirt, the muffled sobs melting his heart. As bad as making Kip act like this was making him feel, something in Cassidy told him that he sorely needed this. They didn’t talk about it a lot, but he knew Kip worked extra hard to keep up with his appearance and yet rarely got compliments on it, for whatever reason he really didn’t understand. What Cassidy didn’t know was that it was such a taboo subject for him that this was going to be the reaction to it, but at the same time he was happy that they got to this point.

If anything, he was able to say the things in a way he truly felt and meant directly to him. It wasn’t about proving a point, it was about showing Kip that Cassidy actually cared.

After a while Kip’s sobs quieted down, his face still buried in Cassidy’s chest as he leaned closer, pressing a little kiss in the Brit’s hair, getting a soft whine back from him.

“…Clementine.” His voice was barely a whisper, but the return of that nickname made Cassidy smile just a little bit wider. “I love you.”

Cassidy’s arms unwrapped from around him, the blond leaning slightly away to put some space between the two of them before his hands reached for Kip’s face, carefully lifting it up to look at him. Cassidy’s heart fluttered a little at the glimmer of tears in his eyes, but more importantly at the soft smile now crossing Kip’s lips as well. The Brit was the first one to lean closer, it being his turn to steal a kiss from Cassidy’s lips.

“I love you too.”

#fic #request #character: kip sabian #character: orange cassidy #ship: orangekip #aew fanfiction #wrestling fanfiction

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lazybakerart · 2 years

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ur tags about billy being buried in hawkins inspired a fun thought process that ill never write so ill just share it with you :)

billy moving to hawkins is determined to remain unattached; no friends, no relationships, no mentors, nothing that could possibly keep him stuck in hawkins

he still wants to at least try to enjoy his time here so he does what he has to to rise up the food chain, become top dog, be respected at parties and such but again, literally doesnt care about these people at all

everything in s2 happens per normal; billy gets knocked at after the fight and wakes up in a strange house alone and ya know what? investigates bc his sister was here with a bunch of boys that he doesnt know including someone way older than her and theres all these weird drawings so he digs around, finds not much until he gets a little thirsty and opens the freezer for some ice and bam

this slimey fucking alien dog thing flops out and billy scrambles back and lands on his ass, stunned, confused, and honestly? scared

he hightails it out of there, sees his car is fucking gone along with his keys and swears, kicks at a few posts and starts pacing, trying to figure out what the fuck to even do, he cant show up to the house without his car or max, doesnt even know where to begin looking for her on foot, doesnt know hawkins or the hangouts or anything and right as hes about to full on panic, like three cars pull up simultaneously and the whole gaggle of kids pop out of his car along with harrington who is covered in rainbow bandaids, the fucking chief of police is gently tugging another child from the passenger seat and starts carrying her inside, ignoring billy (and while billy didnt get a good look, he swears he saw her face covered in blood), and then wheeler and byers hop out of the last car along with another lady who is also carrying a child

and billys still woozy from whatever max pumped into his system but this is fucking...... bizarre

but honestly? billy doesnt care too much right now because neil is already going to wring his neck for how long this took

so he just gives max a look and ignores everyone else, even brushes off steve when steve tries to give him whatever excuse with a sharp "i dont care harrington"

once inside dustin starts bouncing off the walls about the demodog being out of the freezer and something about the loss of one of the worlds greatest discoveries and begs joyce to let him keep it in her freezer and steve does his best to facilitate the argument but all thats going through his mind is he knows

billy contemplates bringing up the weird alien thing with max, contemplates asking about what the hell was going on that night, but ultimately decides, he doesnt want to get involved, that sounds like getting attached and what is billy not going to do? get attached

but the summer rolls around and billy hits an animal then gets dragged into a warehouse and has a hallucination and gets face fucked by a tentacle and decides, okay fuck it, this has to be related to the weird alien dog and brings it up

hes in this now

he knows about the alternate dimension and the weird girl with the powers and the monsters and the overlord mind fucker

and he knows this mind fucker thing is maybe in him? they arent 100% sure but they want to test him, this whole gaggle of preteens are laying it out for him and are arguing about the best way to do it and billy wishes one of the many adults who know about this crap was involved

but they test him, and the quiet boy with the awful haircut tells him gently that itll be okay, and that is the only thing billy is holding onto

and it turns out hes possessed and he has these thoughts and urges and feelings that flash hot inside of him about the girl with the powers and about the other dimension

but he knows thats not him, this violent thing festering inside of him is that weird tentacle thing from the warehouse trying to control him, trying to make him do things and you know what?

billy has had enough with being told what to do

so he fights and smokes like a chimney to fend this thing off (bc the sauna just wasnt quite hot enough to burn it out, just hot enough for them to know hes possessed)

and these kids are, they believe him, max and the quiet kid are on his side and the girl with the weird powers keeps telling him shell kill it and while sinclair and little wheeler dont like him, they sure do keep an eye on him

and eventually everyone meets up, in the mall, theres a wild cacophony of exchanging individual clues to this fucking wild puzzle that hes somehow part of and now everyone knows everything and is on the same page and max and little byers are laying down everything they know about the mind flayer thats inside billy

its a lot

but once the tentacle monster (thats like 10 times bigger and billy shudders thinking about why its bigger, having caught flashes of what He was doing) crashes into the mall they all jump into their respective plans and fight

billy runs around the food court with harrington and turns on all the stoves and oven and food warmers while the kids are launching fireworks and billy feels everything

steve is gentle when he asks billy if hes okay when billy winces at the heat

tells him hes doing a good job holding off this beast, how hes strong

and they see the mind flayer snagging el, dragging her closer and billy feels His hatred pour into himself and just watches for a moment and just sees a little kid and he runs

runs and pulls out his lighter and flicks it on and waves his hand through the flame which stings a little but gets the flayer to let her go

and hes shouting something, anything to get its attention and backs himself into one of the kitchens and watches that thing start to writhe and feels the writhing in his gut but doesnt stop

and the flayer starts grabbing at him, tries to drag him out of the hot kitchen, tries to pull him out into the open and digs its disgusting claws into his sides and hips and thighs

and the kids are yelling and throwing the last of their fireworks and el is screaming and trying to rip Him apart and steve and robin and nancy and jonathan are finding anything hot anything even remotely warm

when it all stops

the mind flayer lets billy go and sorta spasms a little bit before slumping over and billy falls to his knees and heaves, heaves out black goo and bile and hes sweating like crazy and he flops over onto the cool tile, narrowly avoiding the puddle he just made

he can vaguely hear the walkie talkies blaring off about updates and keys and portals and whos safe

and he hears everyone yelling and asking where everyone is and whos hurt

and he hears his name a few times and hes bleeding bad and hus throat hurts and hes hot and hes hungry

and its robin who finds him, shouts out to everyone else to get bandages or towels and she sits with him, tries to get him to talk and hes so tired

his doesnt remember much else from that night, remembers the blare of sirens, the pain flaring up when he was moved onto a stretcher, remembers max crying and yelling at paramedics to be let onto the ambulance with him, shes his sister

he wakes up in a hospital groaning in pain and hears a soft "oh fuck" and sees steve

he grins sheepishly and presses the call nurse button and explains everything and also explains that max literally stepped out to get a snack like a minute ago shell be here in a second

so now billys a part of it

a part of the biggest secret in the world

and when these mysterious deaths start up again and max is telling him about wills updates about el getting arrested he knows

he did a really sucky job not getting attached to anyone in hawkins

this got kinda long but yeah lol

AMAZING. YES. YESSS.

#billy hargrove #fic #replies

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heliianth · 6 months

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I'm not the same asker, but may I inquire about the opinions on Sonic you think are unpopular? If you're uncomfortable still then... What do you think of Silver haha

im not uncomfortable per se, just dont want to rain on other peoples parade. i usually make characterization posts looking for feedback and similar viewpoints, and bc i know my sonic opinions are unpopular at least from what i can see i wont receive that so it makes this subject offputting for me. but u asked so i shall deliver

im not a huge fan of the interpretation that sonic internalizes or suppresses everything, or considers his "hero role" restrictive or burdensome in the sense that he cant show weakness, etc... maybe im just an adventurehead and new games have more basis for this interpretation, but it kind of feels like the fandom exaggerating traits in order to make sonic an interesting pov character when hes really not meant to be...? thats not to say sonic isnt interesting in general, but i dont think hes equipped for carrying a narrative by himself so usually people try to give him some deeper traumatic internal world to explore when i personally dont think its there, lol. ive said before that i think the most interesting sonic stories to me arent really about Him so much as his effect on other characters and thats why im so mehhh abt this take.

thats not to say sonic doesnt withhold information about himself. in sa2 he very blatantly lies to amy about his thoughts and oftentimes tries to keep others out of harms way by doing stuff himself. but i dont think this is martyrdom or needing to "fulfill his role as a hero" so much as him just feeling some responsibility as, for a while, the oldest kid in the friend group. he doesnt consider himself a hero but hes aware that younger characters, like amy and tails, look up to him so he doesnt want to talk to them like he would a peer. he is generally more serious with characters like knuckles who are around his same age and do not hold him to this pedestal. we see as tails and amy grow he begins to be more relaxed and less "big kid needing to remember his audience" now that they arent as young or star-struck.

splitting up this paragraph to avoid more wall of text but in regards to this ^^^ i also think most of it is just that... hes a private guy. he doesnt particularly want ppl to know whats going on in his brain all the time, has a personal space bubble, doesnt hang around the public often and lots of times doesnt talk much in very social situations. tho i wont knock ppl for trying to find a deeper more psychological reason for it, i dont personally think there is one... hes just an introverted dude. some ppl just dont like talking abt themselves and get awkward abt it.

also what i think of silver? not sure. i think he has good potential... but sonic teams fear of 06 after it flopped so hard didnt let him grow to meet it. i think his arc in that game was unfinished and suffered from the timeline reset. but i also dont remember lots from his story, so i may have to revisit it. i like him in those early days like in rivals, but im afraid to say i dont find him very fascinating nowadays :( sorry! i get why others do tho

#heliianswers #sorry for being such an essay andy today LOL

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rotteneldritchhorror · 9 months

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wait we’re allowed to ask about south park? fuck it tell me your south park headcanons fuckboy

well shit this is gonna be a long post because i dont just love the main boys (love is a strong word for some of em) but i also love random obscure characters and even background characters that never speak soooooo....

also! before i start! i mostly headcanon these characters under the idea that theyre like- 19 since i dont have many thoughts other than canon for while theyre the age theyre at in the show itself

Kenny (starting with my favorite who i project the most onto i think): 5'9, pansexual (and romantic), genderfluid girlboything princessgender princessboy genderfuck genderpunk ADHDgender hypererotigender wingedgender transfemme who steals money from their parents to buy estrogen off of like- amazon in bulk and probably sells some to other transfemmes with shitty parents who wont let them transition. for pronouns, is definitely fine with any and all, literally impossible to misgender this creature, but prefers he/she/they/it/xe/ze/angel pronouns. probably started growing his hair out at like 15 and gave up on trying to keep it short and managable, steals makeup from the dollar store for both herself and it's sister, definitely goes punk at some point (all of his pants are crust pants cause they dont get washed /j), and has a shit tonne of patched clothing both for necessity (he still owns his parka even though hes too big for it, probably cut up the sides and sized it up with a bunch of old clothes that dont get used anymore in the family, definitely has stick and poke tattoos (he probably gave a cute lil bow or heart stick and poke tattoo to Karen and angelself a matching one so theyd always have a reminder of each other no matter what) and definitely is the resident bootleg piercer for those who wanted them when they were younger but their parents didnt let them (Craig, stan, probably kyle, definitely tweek) or those who just straight up dont have the money to get professionally pierced. full of many disorders, specifically: autism, ADHD, bipolar, c-ptsd, BPD, combined generalised and focal photosensitive epilepsy, and probably some level of psychosis from all the trauma and drugs

(thats so much and its just one character lol- welcome)

i dont have many hcs about the other 3 main boys?

Kyle: asexual (sex-favourable or indifferent), biromantic, 5'11, transneu agender enby who uses he/they pronouns. has ADHD and his canonical diabetes

Stan: 5'10, bi demiboy and nonbinary man who uses he/they/it pronouns. Puerto Rican/asian/white mixed (i flip flop between east asian or south-east asian, or both- but we vibe). has depression ADHD, BPD and autism, probably got more into grungy/fairy grunge/whimsigoth fashion as he got older, or at least tries to marry goth, grunge and hippie fashion cause he definitely still holds the values associated with those subcultures, probably got suppppeeerrr into politics and protesting at some point, probably steals signs, probably collaborates with Kenny to steal from big stores (just kenny does it to survive and stan does it out of principle)

Cartman: 5'4 and VERY insecure about it, bi and transfemme but like super hyper closeted (i think he probably eventually gets more chill with his own sexuality, but is super super mega bigoted about literally everyone else. him being into men is fine but anyone else is a fag (derogatory). i have hcs for his disorders but i feel like listing them automatically sounds like im demonising them when im not

Butters: 5'5 (and eric fucking HATES her for it), demisexual and pan, nonbinary genderqueer genderfae bungender/traumabungender sanriogender hellokittygender autigender transfemme demigirl who uses she/they/he/bun/soft/lu/🌸/🌈/☀️/🌧/🫧/🪻/🩰/🧼/🎀/🌀 pronouns. has... so many disorders. Autism, c-ptsd, ptsd, night terrors, dissociative amnesia, DPD, delusional disorder, Alice in Wonderland syndrome and a complete blindness in his left eye (for kinda obvious reasons? maybe?). bun changes their name (legally) to Marjorine Leopold Stotch as soon as she turned 18 (without her parents permission), but still uses the nickname Butters because it doesnt feel that gendered to lu. soft sometimes has delusions of being in VR or dead. His parents refuse his diagnoses because it means they did something wrong (which they obviously did lol) so they dont give him medication, Marj mainly gets 🌸s meds from Kenny, Tweek, Tammy Warner (from that one episode where kenny gets a girlfriend whos a 'slut'), and the goth kids (most of them because they have been perscribed the medication, or, in Kenny's case, because they buy/trade perscription drugs). started transitioning without 🌈 parents' knowledge.

Craig: 5'11, gay and demiromantic, outerspacetix voidgender/agender man who uses he/it pronouns. is just- very mixed- its indigenous/south-east asian/peruvian/black/white and is adopted. has ASPD and autism. his 'exception people' (i dont know if thats the official phrase for it, but people with ASPD apparently can have certain people that bring out strong emotions in them- dont take my word for it though, this is second hand info from someone with ASPD i used to watch on tiktok lol) are Tweek, Thomas (from the tourrettes episode) and Stripe (yes, his guinea pig- sh). he's pretty okay at masking emotions when he needs to (mostly to make his boyfriends feel better and in an attempt to sooth their anxieties). he probably starts getting into grunge/punk at some point during his teens- he probably has a patch jacket/battle jacket thats covered in a mix of political and astrology/space related patches. his spin is space, absolutely.

Clyde: 5'8, spanish/east asian bi man (i go back and forth on whether or not to make him cis or trans or like demiboy??? or just a nonbinary man??? idk- just masc), uses he/they/it pronouns and has ADHD and PTSD.

Jimmy: 5'11, Cupiosexual, demiromantic (both bi oriented), is a cis or genderqueer guy and mainly uses he/him but doesnt really care much if you call him anything else, probably has a couple birth marks and cooovveerrsss his crutches in stickers (he probably has a bunch of random stickers related to all kinda shit, 2/3s of which arent even his, he has like- a shit tonne of stickers related to space, and robots, and dark academia, and hearts, and super heros, or whatever the fuck because his friends just give him stickers sometimes)

Tolkien: 6'0, genderfaun enby, omni with a preference for feminine people, has autism and ADHD, uses he/they pronouns, and has a couple scars from canon events (eg; a scar on his forehead from when cartman pelted him with a rock, and a gunshot scar on his shoulder from cartman shooting him)

Tweek: 5'8, nonbinary tweekgender (namegender) demiboy, gaygaygaygaygay, uses he/they/it/tweek/tic pronouns. has ADHD, autism, anxiety disorders and a panic disorder, paranoid personality disorder, C-PTSD, claustrophobia, tourettes and psychosis. he gets triggered by coffee if he hasnt been around coffee for a while (after a while it becomes less triggering and more part of the constant anxiety and paranoia), has psychotic delusions and hallucinations of bugs, the smell of coffee, gangstalking, etc. hes weirdly friends with the goth kids????? tic hangs out with them (as well as Kenny, Craig and butters) a lot, getting to traumadump, rant about anxieties, and just kinda gossip? and it helps it mellow out a bit. (also tweek has a bunch of scars to do with scratching tics, ripping out piercings, etc)

Wendy/Wendyl: 5'9, south east asian, bi, genderfluid/genderfaer, uses she/they/he/fae pronouns and is autistic. her spin is politics and feminism, he has a couple (brightly colored) patch clothes (definitely a pair of patch shorts and a patch skirt). has a couple scars on their knuckles and one on their cheek from fights she's gotten into (both in canon, and during protests or general people fucking with her). fae definitely does kickboxing and probably hosts an underground self defense class for non-men.

i can probably get into more obscure characters now but this is already long enough and im slowly running out of spoons so im kinda done for now

thank you for listening to my autistic ramblings :)

#🌀#south park #south park headcanons #south park hcs #sp fandom #headcanon #trans hc #my headcanons #long post

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#thexonet #maleidolsedit #yixing #exo #zhang yixing #lay zhang #lay #*mine #*exo #hi its been a long time #i got sento and wanted to remember what it was like i had to google Everything #no one reacting to him on idol hits had ever collaborated w him....wig #lu dinghao was so cute . he Is so cute kudos to him for being cute #if this flops i didnt post this but i tried so dont let this flop pls

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astronomical-bagel · 2 years

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Rating the Hermits based on how much they paid attention to Grian punching the floor

I've become minorly obsessed with the way Grian decided to break the stone blocks at the beginning of the first episode of the season, so here's me trying desperately to see what the everliving fuck he's doing. There's no specific order to this because only the wind can tell which hermit I'm gonna watch next.

uh, also, this post is gonna get long sorry, I did my best to watch every hermit BUT i might have missed some, don't @ me im doing this for fun.

also pls dont let this flop this took ENTIRELY too long

Grian: just as incomprehensibly as he broke the blocks, he incomprehensibly failed to include footage of himself doing so, despite there being quite a bit of arguably important dialogue during that time. 0/10

Cleo: cleo passes over grian multiple times before staring at him for a few seconds as he breaks a block. she seems quietly confused, but moves on. bonus points because he entered the frame a couple times afterward and its REALLY funny to see him breaking the block in the background. 9/10, off to a good start

Tango: camera angles made it easy to see every hermit, i had a great view of grian the entire time. 8/10 loved the birds-eye view

Mumbo: didn't show the intro clip at all, nor did I see him look at Grian in other people's povs. 0/10 i expected better of you mumbo

Iskall: cut a lot of the intro out, stared a mountains a lot, but didn't look at grian. 1/10 at least he showed the intro

Impulse: you can see grian a couple times before he breaks the blocks, as well as a clear shot of him at 1:57 of him in the actual act. 3/10 we got to see him but impulse didn't take note of his odd behavior whatsoever

Scar*: He's the first one to log into the server, but we dont see much of grian until the very end of the reunion clip. However, we do get a closer look at grian than we did with impulse, with a much clearer view. unfortunately, cleo does get in the way, but its very possible that scar noticed what grian was doing. 6/10* he gets extra points for all those times grian killed him + his intro made me laugh

Doc: doc passes over grian quite a few times, even gets close to him at one point. its possible that he noticed his strange activity but simply didnt care. 5/10 its okay i guess

False: we get a good several seconds of grian in the corner of the frame, and at the end of the clip false moves like she's about to inspect what grian is doing. 7/10 im hopeful but we can't prove if she took note of it

Gem: again, we have an overhead camera view of all the hermits! Grian is a bit far away and it's very short, but we have a clear view of him! 6/10

Bdubs: we see grian for about .2 seconds. 2/10 (he gets an extra point because he included a sneeze as a transition in his video, and that is just as, if not more, confusing and incomprehensible as what grian was doing.)

Joe: Joe seems to by trying to look everywhere BUT grian. we see him a grand total of twice. 1/10

Pearl: YESSS!!!!! not only do we see grian multiple times, but Pearl baffedly ZOOMS IN on our dear Grian, providing us a clear view of his actions and highlighting how strange it is!!! 10/10, i have NO complaints

Cub: we get a good view of grian but not while he's breaking blocks. 1/10 he tried

Zedaph: didnt show the intro clip, which is a shame. I think he would've liked to study grian. 0/10

Xisuma: we can see grian breaking blocks for a good few seconds, i have more to say but ill save it till the end. 4/10 with a caveat

Keralis: It looks like those big eyes of his have come in handy!!! we get a delightful view of grian breaking the blocks, though it seems he didn't think to make a note of it. 8/10 im pleasantly surprised

TFC: we. we didn't see anything of grian. 1/10 he gets a point bc he at least showed the intro

Beef: we get a decently close shot of grian breaking the stone for about .5 seconds. Beef pays more attention to a sheep in the forest than anyone else. 3/10 the sheep is really cute

Jevin: Jevin is actually right behind grian as he breaks his first block!! we get a front-row view of grian for a good chunk of time, but jevin either doesn't notice or doesnt care about what he's doing. 8/10

xB: We see grian break a block, as well as him working on his next one a couple other times! 6/10 pretty decent

Wels: didnt show the intro 0/10

Stress: stress is standing farther back to see all of the hermits, so we can see grian in the back jumping up and down and punching the ground. its very cute. also we see a really quick shot of grian closer up at the end of the intro. 5/10 it gave me much joy to see grian hopping up and down

Aaaaand thats it! that's all the hermits who have uploaded season 9 videos!! but wait! I mentioned that xismua had a caveat!! I put asterisks on scar's score!! What was that all about??

Well, as I was watching Xisuma's video, staring at grian like a chameleon would at a fly, I noticed someone come over and investigate Grian closer. Who was it, you ask? Well, as you mightve guessed, it was none other than our beloved Mr. Goodtimes!! But that's not all-- Scar, at 2:42, JOINED Grian in punching the ground! I tried to take a screenshot but there were many nametags in the way. this was the best shot i could get

(additional terrifying bdubs for your viewing pleasure)

I dont know why xisuma is the only hermit who managed to even get a glimpse of scar joining in-- though keralis kiiinda sees scar at 1:20 of his video-- but honestly, after the ungodly amount of time it took to find and document all this, finding out that scar joined in has made my entire day better ajdnfg

Anyways! Final scores for Scar and Xisuma!

Xisuma: 7/10 (docked points because getting a good screenshot was so hard :[ )

Scar: 100000/10, i am kissing him directly on the lips. he understood the assignment even better than i did

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vngelgyu · 2 years

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thigh riding

this fic contains 18+ content. minors do not interact.

☆ pairing - bf!beomgyu x f!reader

☆ warnings - thigh riding, pet names (baby, good girl)

☆ word count - .8k

☆ genre - smut

☆ description - reader is turned on but doesnt want gyu to stop playing his game

☆ authors note - i wrote this for @thwethoobeen , and was also half asleep so... hopefully this one doesnt flop as bad as the other 2 fics i posted lmao

☆ tags - @fallinforwoo @bluesoobinnie @sweethyuka @sweetiehyuka

you were sat next to a zoned out beomgyu, squeezing your thighs together to get any type of friction you could but also trying to stop yourself before your situation got worse. you had no idea why you were so turned on but you didnt want to ask your boyfriend to pause his game and help you, hence why you were just sitting there. you could have handled it yourself but your boyfriend wasn't the biggest fan of you taking care of yourself in that way. he didnt see the need for it if you were in his presence. if he was on tour, that would be different, but he was currently right next to you.

you continued your squirming until beomgyu laid a warm hand on your thigh. you had been bumping his leg with yours everytime you moved but he hadn't said anything because it wasnt really bothering him, he was just curious.

"whats wrong" he asked as he looked down at you and rubbed your thigh soothingly. little did he know, his hand on your thigh was the last thing you needed.

you shook your head and looked at the tv to see his game paused, which is what you had been trying to avoid.

"your face is flushed.. are you feeling okay?" he wondered while feeling your cheek to see if you were running a temperature.

"gyu please stop touching me.. im fine" you tried to say normally but it came out breathy and a little whiney due to the simple touches he was giving you.

"y/n... talk to me. do you need something?" he asked, feeling himself growing concered.

"you" you said as you squeezed your thighs together. you didn't want to interrupt his down time but you knew he wouldnt drop it until you told him. beomgyu liked to whine until he got what he want.

beomgyu automatically started standing up, ready to take you to the bedroom, but you grabbed his hand to stop him. "i can handle it gyu, i dont want you to stop playing your game" you told him as he looked down at you from where he stood.

"youre not interrupting anything y/n, come on so i can take care of you" he said, still standing, but you shook your head and let go of his hand.

beomgyu stood there for a second and then nodded before sitting back down with his legs spread. "since you dont want to go to the room, come sit on my thigh" he said as he reached a hand out to help you.

you gave him a small nod and then climbed on his lap with his help. once you felt his thigh against your core, you involuntarily let out a moan.

"poor baby.. you must have been really needy if youre moaning just from contact." beomgyu said as he placed his hands on your hips and began helping you find a good rhythm. you laid your head on his shoulder and quietly said "your game" to remind him.

his hands left your hips and went back to his controller but not before a landed a playful smack to your butt.

you used gyus thigh and slowly ground yourself on it as he played his game. you were moaning quietly into his neck while holding onto his shoulders.

occasionally, beomgyu would bounce his leg and you would let out a choked moan from the pressure on your clit, or he would place his hand on your lower back to push you onto him more. it shocked you how strong he was with just one hand everytime he did it, but there was something about it that contributed to the feeling between your legs.

"come on baby, cum on my thigh, be a good girl and cum for me" he said, drawing his attention away from his game and onto you. he could tell you were close by the way your hips jerked against him, instead of the rhythmic grinding from before.

your moans were grew louder as beomgyu continued to encourage you, but the one thing in particular that set you off was "youre making such a mess on my thigh.. but i cant help but wish that it was my dick instead"

you moaned loudly as beomgyu spoke to you and with one more push against your back, your orgasm washed over you as your hips jerked against his thigh. beomgyu could feel your legs shaking against his and moved his hands to your thighs and began gently rubbing them to help calm you down.

"next time, you can just tell me if you need me, taking care of you is far more important than anything else... now.. you think you can cum again for me?" he asked as he grabbed your hand from his shoulder and placed it over the bulge in his pants.

#tomorrow by together smut #tomorrow by together fluff #tomorrow by together #tomorrow x together smut #tomorrow x together #tomorrow by together scenario #tomorrow x together scenario #txt smut #txt imagines #txt #txt scenario #beomgyu fluff #beomgyu x reader #beomgyu scenarios #beomgyu #beomgyu smut

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Beach Baby - Single Dad!Charlie x Owen

THIS IS PART 4 OF THE SINGLE DAD!CHARLIE SERIES YOU CAN READ PART 1 HERE , THE PREQUEL (PART 2) HERE AND PART 3 HERE

Request: none

Word Count: 3907 words 😳

Summary: Part 4 of Single Dad!Charlie, Margaux and Charlie reunite with Owen in Hawaii after months apart due to lockdown, just in time for Margaux’s fourth birthday

Warnings: technically underage drinking, i guess technically i have to warn that this is implied mutual crushing between owen and charlie, if you dont feel comfortable with romantic chowen do not read

A/N: i couldn’t get this out of my head so i had to write it, and boy did i write it this is the longest non-chaptered fic ive ever written and honestly i could have made it longer but i didnt want it to drag on any more that it already did this is literally more than double the length of my normal fics, i got very carried away

also just a note that i’m not trying to be rude about the fans who met the boys at the airport and i’m sure in real life the boys were happy to stop and chat, but from a parents perspective charlie’s first instinct would be to protect his daughter so i just thought i’d add that. please don’t get upset for that part!

sorry for any mistakes, its 4am and im half asleep trying to read through this to post lol anyways, hope you enjoy!

Tag List: @happinessinthedarkesttimes @littlemissaddict @vicesvsvirtuesfanfic @headheartbellarke @lovesanimals @bartok-the-magnificent @juliefromaustralia @multi-universe21 @rangerelik @kaitieskidmore1 @katrina765 @fandomxreaders @ifilwtmfc

“Papa!” Margaux screamed, racing across the airport to Owen, the blond boy scooping up the nearly four year old and spinning her around when she reached him.

“Maggie! I’ve missed you so much.” Owen exclaimed, pulling his mask down to pepper her cheeks with kisses, causing Margaux to giggle loudly. “Where’s your Daddy?”

“Right behind you.” Owen spun around to find Charlie standing there, clearly smiling at him despite the bandana that covered his mouth, and Owen’s heart skipped a beat at how good Charlie looked in the early morning sun streaming through the airport windows.

Meanwhile Charlie was thinking the exact same thing, admiring how attractive Owen was, especially when he was in his dad mode. He really understood why girls had such a weakness for cute boys with cute kids when he saw Owen with Margaux.

Charlie stepped forward, pulling Owen into a tight hug and Margaux whined in complaint at being squished between her dad and her self declared papa. They pulled away from each other, both boys fighting to hide their slightly flushed cheeks.

“I’m hungry.” Margaux whined, and Charlie was snapped out of his heart eyes daze, his whole focus back on his daughter.

“Let’s get some food into you before our plane leaves then eh.” He replied, and Margaux nodded happily.

Feeling bold Owen grabbed onto Charlie’s hand, lacing their fingers together. It wasn’t unusual for them to do this but it was the first time doing it when they were well known enough that someone might recognise them. But neither of them really cared. They were just happy to be back together again.

The minute they arrived in Hawaii they were met with fans. As much as he loved meeting the fans Charlie couldn’t help but sigh slightly as he tried to protect Margaux as much as he could.

It wasn’t that the fans didn’t know about Margaux, because it was a well known fact that he was a single dad, it was more that he wanted to keep her away from the spotlight. She hadn’t asked for her dad to become a well known actor, and she didn’t deserve to have her life changed because of it. He was determined to give her the most normal life possible.

Eventually they made it to the villa house that they were staying in while in Hawaii, and after throwing their bags into their rooms it was time to have a bit of fun.

“Swim time swim time!” Margaux sung, running laps around the living room. Kenny chuckled at the small girl, looking up at Charlie who was following closely behind her.

“It seems like only yesterday she was a tiny two year old who cried every time you left her side.” He said, and Charlie smiled fondly, sitting down on the chair next to Kenny.

“She’s growing up too fast.” He agreed. “I can’t believe in less than 24 hours time I’ll be a dad to a four year old.”

Margaux tripped on the tiles, landing with a clatter, her bottom lip jutting out. Charlie jumped up, but before he could even think about moving across the room Owen was by Margaux’s side, helping her up and pulling her into a tight hug. He whispered something in her ear and Margaux giggled loudly, her fall already forgotten.

Charlie smiled softly at the scene, his heart filled with love for both the blond boy and his little princess.

“Daddy.” Margaux called, snapping Charlie out of his daze.

“Yeah baby?” He answered, finally making his way across the room.

“Can we swim now?” She asked, grabbing onto his leg. Charlie subconsciously ran his hand through her soft curls.

“Of course we can.” He replied. Margaux glanced up at Owen.

“Papa too?” She questioned.

“Papa too.” Charlie agreed. Margaux peered past him, her gaze landing on Kenny.

“Coming Uncle Kenny?” She asked, and Kenny laughed, standing up.

“Coming Little Gillespie.” He replied.

Margaux smiled contently, taking both Charlie and Owen’s hands to pull them outside towards the pool.

She really did have every single one of them wrapped around her little finger.

Dinner that night was special, as it was supposed to be Carolynn’s last day on the island. They decided on a joint party for her last night, as well as celebrating Margaux’s birthday a day early.

They had headed to a tiny restaurant near their villa, and Charlie had allowed Margaux to pick whatever she wanted from the menu, not that it mattered because she chose chicken nuggets and chips anyways.

The meal was nice, and before they knew it they were arriving back at the villa. Jeremy, Carolynn and Kenny all excused themselves for bed, and Tori settled into the couch, flicking the TV on.

“Bath and bed time baby.” Charlie told Margaux, and she pouted but obeyed, following him into the hallway.

“Hey Char, can I ask you something?” Owen asked, trailing behind the father daughter duo, and Charlie stopped, letting Margaux run ahead to their room.

“Anything.” He smiled.

“Do you mind if I share your room? I know the other bed was meant to be for Margaux but-” Owen started, playing with his fingers slightly.

“She can share with me.” Charlie cut him off. “Bed’s all yours.” Owen looked up, his eyes widening.

“Really?” He checked.

“Of course.” Charlie smiled. Owen grinned, throwing his arms around Charlie’s neck.

“Thanks Char. I just didn’t really want to sleep alone.” He admitted, and Charlie squeezed him tight.

“Any time.” He told Owen, and the blond boy pulled away with a smile, before heading off to the room he was originally going to stay in to collect his bags.

Charlie entered the room that he and Margaux, and now Owen, were sharing, finding his daughter already snuggled into one of the beds, still wearing her dinner clothes. Charlie sighed, moving to pull her out of the bed. Owen entered the room, bags in tow, and Margaux looked up at him excitedly.

“Papa! Are you sleeping here?” She questioned. Owen placed his bags in the corner before answering.

“I am Miss Maggie.” He said, and Margaux cheered.

“You don’t mind sleeping with Daddy?” Charlie checked, and Margaux shook her head, jumping up to throw her arms around Charlie’s neck.

“Nope! More cuddles!” She stated. Charlie laughed, picking her up.

“Exactly right. Now, it’s bath time.” He said, grabbing Margaux’s pyjamas as she clung to him.

“Bye Papa!” Margaux called as Charlie moved to leave the room. Owen waved.

“Bye Maggie!” He replied, matching her enthusiasm. Charlie couldn’t help but smile.

Margaux was so lucky to have someone like Owen in her life. They both were.

“Daddy! Wake up!” Margaux screamed, jumping on top of Charlie. He groaned, squinting as he looked up at his daughter.

“What time is it?” He mumbled. Owen sat up in his own bed, grabbing his phone to check the time.

“4:47am.” He informed Charlie, his voice thick with sleep. Charlie tried to ignore how sexy Owen’s morning voice was, instead focusing on his daughter.

“Mags it’s too early to be awake.” He told her. Margaux pouted, flopping down on top of him.

“Daddy, it’s my birthday!” She exclaimed. Charlie smiled, kissing her cheek.

“I know baby, happy birthday. Now can we sleep for a little bit?” He tried. Margaux thought for a moment.

“Only if Papa comes here too.” She decided.

Charlie’s eyes widened slightly, eyes fixed on Owen as the younger boy sleepily slid out of his bed with no hesitation, and into Charlie’s, snuggling into Charlie’s side the minute he laid down. Margaux squirmed her way under the covers, squishing herself in between the two of them.

Charlie shut his eyes in an attempt to get back to sleep, but it was no use. He opened his eyes again, staring up at the ceiling, as Margaux slept soundly next to him.

His mind was racing, noticing every single little place where Owen’s warm skin was in contact with his. It felt like he was on fire.

“Stop thinking.” Owen mumbled, and Charlie turned his head to see Owen staring at him, his eyes half shut with sleep.

“How did you know?” He questioned. Owen gave him a small smile.

“I always know. Whatever it is, just ignore it for now. Get some sleep, it’s gonna be a big day.” Owen whispered. Charlie paused for a moment, just staring at Owen in the dim light from Margaux’s nightlight. Even half asleep in the almost complete darkness of the room Owen still looked gorgeous. Charlie swallowed.

“You’re right. Thanks O.” He replied.

“Love you.” Owen yawned in response, his eyes shutting again. Charlie smiled softly, moving his hand to brush a bit of Owen’s hair off his face.

“I love you too Owen.” He replied, despite the fact that the younger boy was already asleep. He pressed a soft kiss to Owen’s head, and lowered his voice to no more than a whisper.

“More than I probably should.”

After what felt like no time at all Charlie was being shaken awake again.

“Daddy is it time to get up now?” Margaux questioned, sitting on his chest. Charlie yawned.

He reached over and checked his phone. It was just after 6:30am.

“Okay we can get up. But we’re gonna leave Papa to sleep a little bit more, okay?” Charlie compromised. Margaux thought for a moment before agreeing. Charlie grinned, sliding the both of them out of the bed careful not to wake Owen. Once they were out of the bed Charlie lifted Margaux up, placing her on his hip. He pressed a soft kiss to her temple.

“Now. Let’s go make some birthday pancakes.”

“Happy birthday Little Gillespie.” Jeremy sung, entering the kitchen with Carolynn close behind him.

Margaux grinned, her mouth full of pancake.

“Thank you!” She exclaimed, her words muffled by her food. Carolynn stepped past Jeremy, moving to place a gentle kiss on Margaux’s head and whisper to her. Margaux grinned before looking up at her father.

“Hey Daddy?” She spoke. Charlie made a noise in response.

“Yeah?” He said, flipping pancakes onto a plate for both Jeremy and Carolynn.

“Do you think the birthday fairy could found me here?” Margaux questioned, her eyes full of hope. Charlie couldn’t help but smile, not even bothering to correct her words, as he placed the pan down.

“Should we go find out?” He asked. Margaux’s eyes widened in excitement.

“Yeah! But first we have to get Papa.” She decided. Charlie nodded.

“You wanna go wake him up? Tell him we made him some pancakes?” He asked, and Margaux grinned, already sliding out of her chair.

“Okay Daddy!” She replied, before rushing out of the room. The room fell silent for a few moments before Carolynn cleared her throat.

“So Charlie...” She raised an eyebrow. “How long have you been in love with Owen?”

Charlie choked on his coffee.

“I’m sorry, what?” He spluttered. Carolynn grinned.

“You heard me.” She said. Charlie hesitated.

“I’m not-” He stopped. “I-”

He groaned. There was no use denying it if clearly he was obvious enough that his friends had figured him out.

“Since filming.” He admitted. Carolynn cheered.

“You owe me $20.” She told her husband, who glared at Charlie.

“You just had to admit it, huh?” Jeremy shook his head, and Charlie shrugged, a small smile on his face.

“Admit what?” Owen’s voice came from behind them, deep from sleep, and Charlie took a sip of his coffee to try to distract himself. Owen always looked good but in the early morning light, his hair still a mess from sleeping, he looked ethereal. Charlie bit his lip to stop himself from staring.

“Nothing important.” Carolynn replied, and Charlie shot her a thankful look.

“Can we see if the birthday fairy visited now?” Margaux sighed, clearly impatient. They all laughed.

“Of course baby.” Charlie told her, standing up. He grabbed the plate of pancakes he had made for Owen, handing them to the younger boy as he passed him.

Margaux lead the way to the living area where Kenny and Tori were already sat waiting, squealing with excitement when she saw the small pile of presents on the table.

“They came!” She exclaimed, and Charlie couldn’t help but smile, ruffling her hair affectionately.

Margaux settled down on the couch as everyone spread out around the room, and one by one she opened the presents, eyes widening with excitement at every single one.

Charlie had gotten her a few dolls that he knew she had been wanting, plus some new clothes, books and other toys.

Jeremy and Carolynn had gotten her a small paint set with a Frozen paint by numbers.

Kenny had gotten her a tiny version of the Sunset Curve shirt that the cast had all received.

Tori had gotten her a little lilac tutu.

Madi, Jadah and Savannah had sent their presents, some handmade earrings, little stud versions of the ghost drawings that Carolynn had created from Madi, a small pair of overalls from Savannah, and a colouring book from Jadah.

But her absolute favourite gift had come from Owen, a tan coloured bear from Build-A-Bear that he had dressed like Luke, and the clothes to change the bear into Reggie, Alex and Julie if she wanted to.

After hugs all round the group decided to go their own ways, with Kenny heading off to spend the day relaxing, and Tori, Jeremy and Carolynn going to the beach to sunbathe since Carolynn’s flight had been delayed.

“Where do you want to go today birthday girl?” Charlie asked, as he and Owen collected the pile of gifts to move them back to their room.

Margaux frowned in thought, the bear still grasped in her arms.

“Hiking.” She decided, and Charlie laughed. She was definitely his daughter.

“You sure? We can do whatever you want to do.” He checked. Margaux nodded, her attention focused on her new clothes that Charlie had placed on the bed to fold later.

“I’m sure.” She said, reaching for the Sunset Curve shirt and overalls. “Can I wear this?”

“Of course you can.” Charlie agreed.

“I’m gonna have a quick shower.” Owen said, grabbing some clothes out of his bag. Charlie nodded, focused on helping Margaux change out of her pyjamas into her new clothes.

“Do you think we can have some time tonight just you and me?” Charlie asked once Margaux was dressed, moving to grab her hairbrush and some hair ties.

“Yes please Daddy.” Margaux agreed, sitting on the edge of the bed as Charlie sat behind her.

“We could go get dinner just the two of us, and then come back here for birthday cake.” He suggested. Margaux frowned, clearly thinking.

“Is it chocolate cake?” She asked after a moment, and Charlie paused from brushing her hair to kiss the top of her head.

“You’ll have to wait and see.” He teased. Charlie finished tying her hair up into two little space buns, not quite proper buns but as close as he could get with her shortish hair.

“I hope it’s chocolate cake. I love chocolate cake.” She giggled, standing up on the bed and turning around to hug her father. Charlie wrapped his arms around her, a gesture that was so safe and familiar.

“Me too baby, me too.” He agreed. Margaux snuggled her head into his shoulder.

“Is Papa coming hiking?” She questioned. Charlie grinned to himself.

“Do you want him to come?” He asked. Margaux didn’t even hesitate.

“Yes.”

“Then I’m sure he’d love to come.” Charlie assured her. She pulled away. looking him in the eyes. Charlie had always loved that she had gotten his eyes.

“Do I ask him?” She said, eyes wide. Charlie struggled to contain a laugh at how serious she looked.

“When he comes back, yeah.” He nodded.

“When who comes back?” Owen asked, re-entering the room. Margaux jumped up, throwing herself at the 20 year old. He lifted her up with no hesitation.

“Are you gonna come hiking?” Margaux asked, her bottom lip jutting out in a pleading way.

“Of course I am. Wouldn’t want to miss spending time with my two favourite people.” Owen grinned, kissing her nose causing her to giggle. Charlie’s heart skipped a beat at the declaration that he was one of Owen’s favourite people.

“Yay! Can we go now?” Margaux turned in Owen’s arms to face her father. He nodded, standing up from the bed.

“Shoes, and then we can go.” He said, and Margaux squirmed her way out of Owen’s arms to go find her running shoes.

Charlie exchanged a look with Owen, the both of them thinking the same thing.

It was going to be a long day.

Hiking with a just turned four year old was exhausting, even despite them choosing the easiest possible trail so that she wouldn’t have any issues.

It was fine at first, Margaux excitedly looking at the plants and trying to spot any animals in the trees, but after about twenty minutes she got bored and tired, and Charlie and Owen spent the rest of the hike passing her back and forth between the two of them.

Finally they made it back to the villa, and after a quick stop for lunch Margaux was recharged and ready for the rest of the day.

“Can we swim?” She asked. Charlie nodded.

“We’ll go and get changed, and then we can go in the pool for a while until we have to get ready for dinner, okay?” He suggested.

“Okay Daddy.” Margaux smiled sweetly.

After quickly changing into their swimmers, Charlie, Margaux and Owen ended up in the pool, Jeremy and Carolynn lounging nearby.

They swam for a few hours until Margaux got thirsty, and with a promise of apple juice she and Charlie climbed out of the pool leaving Owen to go sit with the Shada’s.

Charlie walked inside the villa, finding Kenny sat at the kitchen bench reading while Tori lounged on one of the couches, staring at her phone.

“Why don’t we do cake now, so that you don’t have to worry about rushing home?” Kenny spoke up, as Charlie manoeuvred through the kitchen to get the apple juice out, Margaux clinging to his chest like a baby koala.

“That’s a good idea. Do you want to do your birthday cake now Mags?” Charlie asked his daughter, pouring her some apple juice. She sipped on the juice, looking up at him with wide eyes.

“Yeah!” She exclaimed. Charlie smiled.

“Okay, can you go get Papa, Aunty Care and Uncle Jer for me?” He asked, placing her down. She nodded eagerly, handing her cup of juice to him before rushing outside to where Owen, Jeremy and Carolynn were still sat.

Charlie grabbed the cake out of the fridge and placed it on the bench, before putting the four candles in, and grabbing a lighter.

“Have you seen my camera Kenny?” He asked, and Kenny just pointed to the end of the bench where the camera was sitting. Charlie smiled gratefully, grabbing the camera.

“Want me to take photos?” Tori offered, and Charlie nodded, handing her the camera.

Margaux re-entered the room, Owen and the Shada’s following close behind her, and when she reached her father he lifted her up. Kenny took the lighter, lighting the candles on the cake and together they sung Happy Birthday to Margaux, Tori snapping photos as the four year old blew out her candles.

Charlie held Margaux close to him as Kenny divided the cake up, thankful that he had such an amazing family to spend his little girl’s birthday with.

When Charlie and Margaux made it back to the villa after their dinner that night, the newly four year old was ready to fall asleep. Charlie carried her to bed, silently thanking his past self for deciding to give her a bath and do her birthday cake before they went to dinner because now all he had to do was change her into her pyjamas.

He changed her quickly seeing that she was almost asleep, and tucked her into the bed.

“Did you have a good birthday baby?” Charlie asked softly, settling down next to his daughter.

Margaux just nodded in response.

“That’s good.” Charlie ran a hand through her curls. “Goodnight baby girl.”

“Big girl.” Margaux mumbled sleepily. Charlie smiled, leaning down and kissing her head.

“You might be a big girl now but you’ll always be my baby girl.” He whispered. “I love you.”

“I love you too Daddy.” Margaux replied, her eyes already shut and her arms wrapped tightly around her new bear. Charlie stood up slowly and headed to the door, leaving it open a crack for a little bit of light to shine in.

He paused for a moment, just taking in the reality that Margaux was already four years old, and that she was growing up too fast. With one last look at the door he made his way down the hallway and outside to where he knew Owen was waiting.

“She’s asleep.” He announced, flopping down on the outdoor sofa next to Owen.

“I’m not shocked, she’s had a big day.” Owen replied, handing Charlie a cold beer that he had clearly gotten for him. Charlie took it thankfully, taking a large swig.

“Can you believe that she’s four already? It feels like she was only just born and I was waking up to find out that her mother was gone and that it was only me and her. It was terrifying at the time, but looking back I wouldn’t change it for the world.” He rambled. Owen rested his head on Charlie’s shoulder and Charlie wrapped his arm around the younger boy, pulling him closer.

“You should be proud of yourself Char. You’ve done an amazing job.” Owen complimented, snuggling closer to Charlie as he took a mouthful of his beer.

“You think so?” Charlie questioned. Owen nodded against his shoulder.

“I know so.” He sat up. “Margaux is the most well behaved kid I’ve ever met, I don’t think I’ve ever seen her misbehave once in all the time I’ve known her. She’s an amazing kid and it’s all because she has the most amazing father.”

“Thank you.” Charlie whispered, suddenly realising how close Owen was to him. He could feel Owen’s warm breath on his lips, and he found himself leaning in, the urge to kiss Owen overtaking his entire being. His lips brushed against Owen’s ever so slightly, but before they could properly commit to the kiss they were interrupted.

“Hey, we’re gonna play...” Tori’s voice came and they jumped apart quickly. She trailed off, eyeing them carefully. “Were you two about to kiss?”

Charlie cleared his throat. Owen’s eyes widened.

“Uh... no?” Owen lied. Tori shot them a suspicious look but clearly decided against pushing.

“Right... well we’re gonna play Cards Against Humanity if you want to join us.” She told them, before turning and heading back inside. Neither Charlie nor Owen moved, the silence was deafening. Finally Owen spoke.

“Sorry.” He muttered quickly, before standing up and rushing inside. Charlie groaned, watching him leave, the feeling of Owen’s lips still lingering on his own.

“Fuck.” He sighed, downing the last of his beer before standing up to join the rest of the group inside.

He would have to deal with the Owen situation later.

#single dad!charlie #single dad!charlie x owen #charlie gillespie #owen joyner #owen patrick joyner #dad!charlie #chowen

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dragonanarchist1155 · 2 years

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I posted 9623 times in 2021

79 posts created (1%)

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For every post I created, I reblogged 120.8 posts.

I added 136 tags in 2021

#uwu - 40 posts

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Longest Tag: 140 characters

#reminds me of netflix and their tendency to kill good series because after the 2nd season they dont bring more subscriptions to the platform

My Top Posts in 2021

i got hit by strong nostalgia and opened up my very old writing.com account and searched for the stories i used to read in there even though the website is extremely hostile...

but i only managed to make myself sad. the worst thing when you are hit by nostalgia for stories is finding out that some of those stories you once read are gone.

i managed to find “snakes charm” an old snake tf interactive story with very long plotlines i used to read a lot, and “Realm Drifter”, a multiverse traveling interactive story with dragons and dragon riders which is full of fanfiction and plotlines so large that hit the limit for expansion in that old website...

but there was one, a pure original dragon story fiction i couldn't find...

i tried my best, used all the search terms, looked up as deep as i could, tried to remember more details, and i couldn't find it. i remembered “realm drifter” had a plotline where they went into that story so i pushed through the limiters the website has, and managed to find the part where the story was...

it was called Life of a Dragon.

its gone. it was written by dragonpuppy and their account is not findable in that website. as far as i know there aren't other websites where they had content, and the username is just close enough to real words without identifiers that all my searches give me false positives.

i even tried the wayback machine, but nope, not saved.

i’m sad.

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Pspspspsps

*flops on your legs, not letting you do anything until i get pets and cuddles* òwó

14 notes • Posted 2021-01-07 07:50:29 GMT

What people/media think ADHD looks like:

"Squirrel!" *obnoxious child* *screaming child* *child.*

What ADHD actually looks like:

*that one scene from malcom in the middle where hal tries to fix the lightbulb and ends up tuning his car and when told to fix the lightbulb he considers all of that part of the process of fixing the lightbulb*

21 notes • Posted 2021-04-16 03:11:42 GMT

I want to BOOP a dragon snoot

22 notes • Posted 2021-03-21 17:12:58 GMT

You know what I fucking love

When people who make videos, be they live action, vlogs, animation or clips from streams, add small or even tiny words or phrases as effects or comments about something

Like I was watching this video and during the narration the maker of the video didnt acknowledge it but he spilled water on his shoe and he did this

It's a smol blyat

Its beautiful

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brelione · 4 years

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Lets Get Sheet Faced (Sarah Cameron X Reader)

You could always rely on Sarah for a place to stay when your home life got to be too much for you.Your brother had died in a tragic surfing accident three years ago and ever since then your life has been a living hell.Your parents hated eachother and had screaming matches,often ending with things being broken and you getting caught up in the middle of it.You could always tell when it was about to start,sneaking out your back door with a back pack with an outfit and a phone charger.You never bothered telling them where you were going or who you’d be with or when you’d be back.

They never asked.You didnt even have to text her,you’d just walk into her bedroom.That was the agenda for today.You heard the sound of something metal hit the floor,probably a butterknife,and it somehow escalated to screaming about who had been responsible for the death of your brother.You grabbed your bag and left,beginning your long walk to Sarah’s.You two had been dating for nearly five months and your parents didnt know.You didnt even know if they knew about Sarah at all.You opened the door,a few tears stained your face along with a thin layer of sweat from the hot day.You closed the door behind you,sighing in relief at the feel of air conditioning cooling the sweat against your skin.

You dragged your feet up the stairs,opening Sarah’s door.She was laying on her stomach on her bed,scrolling through something when she looked up to see you.She bit her lip,knowing by the look on your face why you were here.She knew that you didnt like to talk about it and preferred distractions over therapy sessions. “Hey,pretty girl.Long time no see,wanna go in the pool?”She asked.You smiled,nodding. “Im gonna need to borrow one of your suits,left mine at the house.”You spoke,opening the top drawer of her white dresser.You changed into a bikini of hers,it was a light ash like purple that tied in the back.The two of you went out to the back yard,seeing the seven foot tall drug monster already out there.He was laying on his back in a chair,shirtless and his hair glistening from the obnoxious amount of gel he put in it.You rolled your eyes,sitting on the steps in the shallow end.

Sarah sat in the water with you,sighing as she held your hand and unknowingly started tracing her name onto your palm.She did that a lot without realizing it,kind of just a silent action to remind you that she loved you. “I just feel like everything was always about him,you know?And then when he died nothing changed they just...I dont know.”You mumbled.She nodded,biting her lip lightly. “Do you-do you miss him?”She asked,knowing it was a sensitive topic.You simply shrugged,not thinking too much about the question.He had been 13 when he died,you had been nine. “I mean…..no?That sounds like a terrible thing to say but he just...I didnt have a relationship with him.Like at all.

He’d hit me and fight me but that was it.Obviously like it was weird because there was just...an empty hole in life but like it wasnt a deep hole.I dont remember having him around or what it felt like so I cant really miss him.”You tried to put your thoughts into words,failing miserably.Sarah just nodded,squeezing your hand.Once you had cooled off and the air had gone slightly cold,the sky growing a light shade of gray and the soft sounds of rain hitting the water began the two of you finally went back inside.She offered you some cookies and chips,taking a bag of lays and a box of oreos upstairs.

She flopped dramatically onto her bed,rolling onto her side and sending you a nod. “How are you doing?”She tried to impersonate Joey from Friends.You rolled your eyes,sitting next to her on the bed. “No,no the real question is how are you doing?”You mimicked the same voice,making her giggle. “I love you.”she grinned. “Love you too.”You answered,plugging in your phone and not seeing one text message from either of your parents.Your attention was brought away from your phone when Sarah let out a gasp,jumping off the bed and going into her bathroom and giggling.

You leaned against the pillows,asking her what she was looking for.When she emerged from the bathroom she was holding a box of moisturising sheet masks. “Hey-you wanna get sheet faced?”She laughed.Your face dropped,eyes narrowing as your lips curved into a smile. “I hate that i just said that.”She laughed,opening the box and pouring the packets onto the bed. “What color do you want?Oooh-look theres a (Y/F/C) one!”She exclaimed,tossing you the package.You took it,going to the bathroom and being joined by her.She handed you a makeup wipe before wiping off the small amount of mascara and concealer she wore before laying the sheet over her skin.She took the two empty packages,putting them into the trash and informing you that the masks were biodegradable.

She made you take a mirror selfie for her streaks so you ended up with your legs around her waist,arms draping over her shoulders as you clung onto her like a monkey,resting your head on her shoulder so your face was in view of the camera.The package said to keep it on for twenty minutes which Sarah thought was the perfect amount of time to paint your toenails.She pulled out her bag of different nail polishes,letting you pick two. “Dont wiggle your toes!”She giggled,trying to hold down your ankle as you moved to a comfortable position that you could see the tv at.You went on Netflix,putting on the office and nearly kicking Sarah in the face.She laughed,painting a layer of (Y/F/C) and waiting for them to dry.

Before she could add the designs her alarm went off,telling you to take off the masks and rinse your faces.She threw a towel at you,you failed to catch it so she picked it up and held it to your face,wiping off the water as you giggled.She dried off her face,going to leave the bathroom but you grabbed her hand. “You have something just right there.”You grinned before cupping her face and kissing her lightly.She blushed,pulling you back to the bed. “We should order like...ooh what about subs?”She asked.You nodded. “Sure,should we ask Rafe if he wants one?”You asked.She giggled,adding a layer of glittery nail polish to your toenails. “No,he has a truck if he wants food he can get it himself.”She answered,flopping her hand in a makeshift fan to make the polish dry faster.You giggled.

“IDENTITY THEFT IS NOT A JOKE JIM!”You exclaimed loudly.She smiled, “MILLIONS OF FAMILIES SUFFER EVERY YEAR!”she finished the quote.As soon as your nails dried she asked to do your hair,pulling you so that your back was against her chest. “Shit,dude,I really need new parents.Like imagine if Jim and Pam were my parents that would be fantastic.”You huffed as her fingers tugged lightly at your hair,trying to get rid of the small knots.She grinned,kissing the back of your neck lightly. “I could be like your dad and your mom...your dom!Shit-wait-NO!”She laughed,blushing.You leaned forward,laughing into your hands. “Sarah-oh my god!”You laughed,smacking her arm lightly.She pushed her hair behind her ears,dimples popping from her large smile.

Your laughter was interrupted by Rafe opening the door,phone in hand. “What do you guys want from dominos?”He asked.Sarah shrugged,not really caring. “Pineapple pizza and chocolate lava cakes,please.”You grinned.He nodded,shutting the door.Sarah got back to styling your hair,fingertips grazing your scalp as she braided your hair into sections,twisting them all together to create a bun,smiling at her creation. “You look so cute right now.”She grinned.You leaned your head back so your could see her properly,kissing her nose. “Love you.”You grinned. “I love me too.”She answered,making you laugh again.

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thereallamham · 4 years

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A short Stevnel fic

I actually wrote this around November though I didnt know if I should post it anywhere or not

Actually

I don't even know if I was on Tumblr back then

I probably was but I dont friken remember bfksbfj

Anyway enjoy this slighty dark I guess fanfic

Also sorry if the writing is a bit 'eh' I wasn't and still am not the best writer lmao

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Steven laid in bed with his ears straining to hear the sound again.

He didn't know what the sound was, but it sounded like a distant crack in a window or perhaps the sound of plates shattering.

It was nearly two in the morning when Steven first heard the sound, he wasn't sure if it were a fading noise from his dreams or if it were happening in real life, in the temple. He continued to wait for the sound for the next five or so minutes only to be met with silence apart from the wind blowing outside. Yawning, the boy curled up into his sheets and blankets and decided that it was just his brain playing tricks on him. Closing his eyes, he soon fell back asleep.

Not even ten minutes later, the crack was heard again, this time it sounded much more forceful and Steven was sure that it wasn't in his head. He slowly lifted himself off the bed, using his arms as support. Blinking away the fogginess from his vision, he slid off the mattress and into his red flip flops before gingerly making his way tawards the staircase.

He flinched, again, hearing another crack. It seemed like every time he'd hear it, it'd sound even more desperate than the last. The boy furrowed his brow, his thoughts running wild. Was it an intruder? Was someone trying to break it? Not that that'd be an issue of course, he did have powers after all. But the thought of a stranger, possibly with a weapon, breaking into his home made him nervous.

His thoughts were interrupted once he reached the bottom of the stairs. There standing in the darkness, only illuminated by the light of the moon, was the familiar outline of a thin, pink gem who was hunched over and seemed to be... Twitching? Shaking?

"Spinel..?" Steven called out softly.

He was immediately met with a sight that shook him to his very core. Spinel whipped around to face him, tears streaming down her cheeks, eyes as wide as the moon and as panicked as a deer caught in a vehicle's headlights. Her entire body was trembling and she seemed to be holding something very tightly and very close to her chest.

Her lips trembled as she tried to think of something to say, but all that she could manage were small sobs.

"Spinel, what happened?" Steven slowly approached the gem as to not frighten her, ultimately making her flinch and take a step back anyway.

Due to her standing in a different spot than before, Steven was able to see clearly that whatever she was holding against her chest, she didn't want him to see. Steven gulped and took another step forward, "Spinel, please answer me, I just want to know what's wrong."

By now, all of the drowsiness that he was feeling from the lack of sleep before had vanished and was now replaced with worry and fear.

Every step he took forward would cause the pink gem to take a step back. Steven could see from where he was standing that Spinel was starting to grow more and more panicked by the second, her eyes darting around frantically for some sort of escape.

Suddenly, she began running towards the warp pad. Steven did a double take before mentally screaming at his legs to chance after her.

"Spinel! Wait!"

The gem didn't even glance back. Her eyes were pinpointed on the warp pad and nothing else. She was nearly there until she was suddenly tackled to the ground by the person she wished so desperately to be away from at the moment.

Trying to ignore Spinel's cries for him to leave her alone, the first thing Steven went for was the object she was holding, which proved to be rather difficult. She was kicking frantically and arching herself away from him, only for Steven to wrap a strong arm around her mid section, trying to keep her still.

He eventually managed to grab her hands and rip away the object she had such a strong hold on. Steven paled, realizing that it was a large kitchen knife. With small fragments of pink glittered on the tip. Steven's hold on Spinel tightened as he threw the utensil as far away from them as possible, flinching as it clattered and slid across the floor.

Spinel continued to struggle against him, clawing and pulling at the arm wrapped around her waist. "S-Steven let go!" Steven released her for a second, but before Spinel was able to make a run for it, he grabbed her shoulders and pinned her firmly to the ground on her back.

The half gem's eyes widened in horror at realizing that his thoughts had been right. Spinel's gem was covered in scratches and cracks and chipped corners. Steven couldn't help but tear up at the sight.

He hadn't noticed that his hold on Spinel had loosened until he was suddenly shuved away from her. Spinel's immediate reaction was to get up and warp as far away as possible from here, but it seemed like her body went against her wishes. Instead of running to the warp, she took about two steps away from Steven before her legs gave in and she fell to the ground, shivering and gasping with sorrow.

Steven rubbed the back of his aching head with a groan before setting his eyes on the broken gem. She was on her side, curled up into a small ball with her fingers pulling sharply at her hair, and Steven could see so clearly that she was trying to contain her sobs.

He slowly made his way over to her, placing a comforting hand on her side, "Spinel, please," he began, "let me heal your gem before it gets worse." He begged her softly. She didn't respond. Steven frowned before sliding a hand underneath her small form and lifting her up to lean her forehead against his chest. She didn't complain.

The boy began to rub slow, comforting circles along her back, murmuring words of enlightenment to ease her whimpers.

It went on like this for a good twenty or so minutes. With Steven just rocking them back and forth while telling her over and over again that everything was okay. Spinel eventually calmed down and reduced her cries to small sniffles. Steven's mind was still focused on healing Spinel's gem, but everytime he made a move to do so, she'd cover it and burry her face into his chest. Sighing, he decided to try once more.

"Spinel?" He began quietly.

Spinel blinked but didn't respond.

"Please, Spinel. Let me heal your gem, I just want to help you."

Again, he was met with silence. Gulping and growing silently nervous, he hugged her rather tightly. "please." he uttered, more to himself than Spinel. The gem sighed and shakily pushed herself away from him. They stared into each others eyes for a moment, studying each others facial expressions. Steven looked tired, worried and confused. Spinel looked tired as well, but also hopeless and weak. She tore her gaze away from him and lifted up one of her hands to feel her broken gem. She ran her fingers over each of the cracks, fighting the urge to scratch at them and make the cuts deeper. She couldn't help but notice Steven flinch everytime she gently clawed at it.

She gulped before turning back to face him, "okay.." she moved her hand away from her gem, "you can heal it.."

Steven smiled and gripped her shoulders to pull her closer towards him, "thank you, Spinel.."

Spinel forced a smile before looking away once more, not wanting to see Steven gently press his lips onto her gem. A shiver ran through her body. And just like that, all the damage she had done was gone. She saw Steven carefully examine it to make sure that every crack and cut was indeed gone. Spinel couldn't help but heat up under his gaze.

"Do you want to come with me? To my room?" He asked, silently hoping she'd say yes. Who knows what she'd try to do while she was alone again. Fortunately, she nodded her head in agreement.

#steven universe #steven quartz universe #spinel #steven x spinel #stevnel #spinven #fanfic #shipfic #warning for self//harm #kinda sad i guess #idk how to tag stuff

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fiftyshadesgrl · 5 years

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He saved me/ part 1

Summary: reader is in a abusive relationship. When things take a turn for the worst she finds help in the winchesters.

Warning: toruture, rape, violence, language, drug use and abuse. If you are triggered by any of these please do not read.

Another day i lived in fear. Fear of when my boyfriend got home from his nightly tirade. Drinking, fucking whores, snorting whatever he could get crushed up and sucked up a straw. The bruises still lingered on my body from the night before. I lay there silently in bed hoping that he just wouldnt come home.

I looked at the clock and it read 4:15 am and maybe just maybe tonight i would get a break. Just as i started to relax i heard the front door slam open then slam shut. I heard him stumbling through the living room towards the hall. Hes getting closer to our room and i knew what would happen. I prayed 'dear lord please just give me enough strength to take whatever is about to happen.'

The door to the bedroom flew open as parker fell to the floor. I didnt dare move i lay perfecrly still holding my breath as he crawled towards the bed. He grabbed a fistful of the bed covers and pulled himself up on my side of the bed.

"Honey im home." He sneered and my stomach turned. I clutched the covers tight staying silent. He crawled on top of me and he smelled like cheap vodka and whiskey and i could make out the white powder under both nostrils. His pupils were dilated and he had that crazed look in his eyes. He grabbed the covers and yanked he was beyond strong when he was under the influence.

The moment the covers were pulled off of me i balled up tucking my knees as close to my chest as i could get. He grabbed my arm and flipped me on my back. I was shaking so bad and i felt like i couldnt breathe. He fumbled with his belt buckle but then he noticed i had clothes on. He reached in his back pocket and i knew what he was reaching for. I heard the distinct click and then seen the light reflect off the blade of his switch blade knife he always carried.

"What have i told you? When i come home you better be fucking naked!" He yelled. I flinched at his loud booming voice. He grabbed my shirt and rammed the blade through the top. He didnt show any remorse that he had cut my chin in the process. He loved and got off on the suffering he put me through. The fabric tore away from body and he then grabbed my panties. He brought the knife down and cut them off as well. Cutting my lower stomach all the way to my most sensitive area.

A groan escaped my lips as the pain hit and burnt my entire body. I wanted to beg and plead for him to stop but that would just encourage him and make him want to cause more pain. So i lay there not saying a word.

He unbuckled and unzipped his pants as he pulled my legs open. There were restraints on each post of our bed so he could keep me from moving or resisting. He cuffed on ankle on one post and then he stretched my other leg painfully across to the other post. My tendons and muscles burnt and felt like they were going to tear right off the bone. A tear slipped out from under my lashes and he loved it. At least he hadnt hit me yet.

He discarded his pants behind him somewhere and positioned himself over me. I braced myself for the pain and sure enough he slammed into me knowing i was dry and not a bit into it. I bit my lip and tried to get through it.

"Dont pretend like you dont like it." He said roughly as he pounded in and out of me. I felt a warm liquid leaking from my pussy and i knew it wasnt because i was turned on. I wouldnt be surprised if it wasnt blood. When i turned my head away from him he wrapped his big hand around my throat and began choking me. I struggled to breathe and began clawing at his hands. He laughed as he began to squeeze harder. My eyes felt like they were going to burst from the sockets. Darkness started edging its way into my vision as my eyes started to roll in the back of my head. My hands fell limp to my sides, then and only then did he release his hold on me.

I gasped for air coughing hard and trying to steady myself. "Shut up bitch!" He yelled as his fist connected with my face. Blood spilled from my mouth. Another fist connected with my chest. The air left my lungs yet again. I gasped for air again hoping this would be over soon. He pulled the rope attaching the restraints to the bed and i felt a ripping searing pain from my inner thigh to behind my knee. I screamed out in pain. I tried not to because it satisfied him knowing he could cause me pain.

He released my legs then flipped me on my belly. I cried out in pain as he grabbed my leg that was already in so much pain. "Thats right you fucking cunt. Let me hear you scream." A fire inside me slowly built and i flipped onto my side bringing my knee up to his balls. He grabbed them and fell to the side off the bed.

I rolled the opposite direction and landed in a painful thud on the floor. I crawled away towards the open bedroom door and made it to the hallway before he caught me.

"Oh yeah, i love it when you fight back." He sneered above me. I looked up at him and spit in his face. "Fuck you parker. I fucking hate you. Youll never do this to me ever again. When you sober up in the morning ill be gone." I said a little shakily but i tried to sound serious. He just laughed and bent down. He grabbed me by my hair and slammed my face into the wall. I heard a crack knowing he probably fractured my skull and broke my nose at the same time. The blood ran down my face from my nose and he loved it.

He shoved three fingers into me painfully and then held them up to my face. They were coated in blood. He rubbed it down his face like war paint. I felt like i was going to throw up but swallowed down the bile rising in my throat. He smiled and held the switch blade up in front of my face. I tried to move away but he grabbed my hair even harder and pulled my face towards the blade. The tip was centimeters away from my eye. I could feel it rubbing through my eyelashes as i blinked.

I started to cry as i whispered "please just let me go."

He laughed a sadistic laugh and ran the blade down under my eye to my jawbone leaving a trail of blood in its wake. "Now wheres the fun in that? Im just getting started."

Two hours later....

I lay in a pool of my blood in the living room. I tried to fight him off as best i could but i failed. There was blood all over the walls and a blood trail coming from our room all the way to where i lay now. Parker laid on the couch passed out, my blood all over him. I was so weak but i knew this was my one chance. The daylight was just starting to seep through the curtains. Our neighbors would be up and about soon. If i could make it out to the side walk someone would help me. Wouldnt they?

I started crawling towards the front door i froze when parker stirred but didnt wake. It took me forever to reach the front door and it seemed even longer to open it. I made it to the front porch and shivered when the cold fall air hit my bare skin. I didnt care if i was naked or not i needed help. I crawled towards the front steps and tried to go down them but my arms gave way to the blood loss and i rolled down and hit my head against the sidewalk.

My vision blurred but i had come to far to pass out now. I pushed it to the back of my mind with the last of my strength i crawled down our walkway. I was just a few feet away from the main road and sidewalk. My leg lamely dragging behind me. Finally i made it past our fence to the main sidewalk. My hand landed on a booted foot as i flopped down on my side. I closed my eyes and just whispered three words. "Please. Help. Me."

#deanwinchester #dean x reader #sam winchester #dean winchester #supernatural

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cybervoider · 4 years

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a test post in which i paste a bunch of notes i wrote after watching good omens for the forth time like two weeks ago to see how this works

• you would not believe your eyes, if the antichrist grew up to make Fireflies • my favorite scenes were all the ones with the burning car. idk they just made me laugh for that reason you can't describe • but the "lord heal this bike" is my favorite moment probably just... there are no words • oh and "haster." "-levista." • AND "SHUT UUUUUUUUUUUP" "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA"

• sunglasses demon sad boy.

• he seems like he enjoys general mischief but when it comes down to like... idk very stereotypical evil thingys™ he's not into it. but still bad boy but just... likeable bad boy who mostly likes to inconvenience people because thats funny. probably would've been generally decent if he wasn't gonna die for it. maybe. • "let's ride off into the stars together like lovers haha jk...unless? actually please im begging you"

• angel food cake is like... sweet but also asshole.

• like idk seems to have a bit of a disconnect (and some sort of "above this" complex but all of those loser angles got that) but like, at least he's not as bad as the rest of the creepy skybox cult. he’d probably be so much better without them. otherwise he's a nice southern pansy. • it made me sad the last time i watched it when i realized that only after he literally gets rejected by the presidential speaker for god does he turn to his best friend like... that gives me so many mixed emotions. ugh :(

• their character interactions were my favorite though even if they tried to tear my heart out but jokes on you i dont have a heart >:) • im mad that they didnt hold hands >:( let them hold hands dammit. it's not gay if you say no homo first.

• toad man and chameleon guy are like "lol we don't trust anyone" but are just... always hanging around eachother. • haster is ridiculous he's definitely lost it it's great. his screams. just. there are no words. crazy man. "what's a computer." • sad that ligur has to become a puddle of goo. how do you think froggy is handling it? besides the whole....screaming his head off. • gabriel and michael remind me of my dad and his mom. idk it's just their whole.. demeanor and look. eugh. • gabriels hilarious though like... complete dumbass asshole and it's great. can't even describe it. • dagon's pretty cute ngl. lispy demon. cute lil scales and metal teeth. good. very good. i approve. gimme. • uriels cute too but like...cold asshole. no cute lisp either. dagon's better. • oh and beez. yucky. cute but yucky. looks and sounds like they're just so done with everything all the time i love it. • i can't spell his name but i hate the "can't have war without war" guy like his mouth is always hanging open and his smile is all weird??? yuck. no thanks.

• i want to see the four horsemen drinking tea at that shop. • also death is the best out of the four of them if only just because he was playing some arcade trivia game in the background in a bikers outfit. it's too perfect • i would say pollution looks cool but i care about the environment too much. like fuck off you little shit how dare you ruin that creek??? you bitch. • war has that stupid smiling face all the time like can she ever stop grinning • im hungry now and im blaming it on toothy guy.

• i swear every rewatch my brain keeps flip flopping on whether emo americans dad knew the plan or not and i dont even know why • emo kid has probably so many issues from being sung lullabies about ruling the world like... i just had my sister play a song about someone's funeral and look where i ended up • adams cool enough besides the fact that it must be canon that he ends up making some alternate universe of owl city. british owl city. • i like how he's got that kind of... im not sure how you describe it but he's got this "neutral" expression alot of the time i felt fit the kid who's gonna end everything. • pepper is great. 90% sure she grows up to be a lesbian queen. you go girl. • wednesday is... the fourth day of the week. and a little witch. that is all. • the rest of the them all get some kind of background but apparently according to the narration brian just... exists. • also i love how it's says "always supportive of adam" when he's the first to doubt him and also just *picks up some sort of wooden thing to knock him out* • anathema is cool. i loved all her different dresses. gives me big sister vibes. • did the same actor do both newt and adultery??? • okay they get to bang literally right after they meet but you can't have dumbass immortals hold hands??? bruh >:(

anyways i enjoyed it

#good omens #is this right #i have no idea what im doing #enjoy all the rambling #i would rewatch it again but im pretty sure my family canceled the amazon video thingy #probably for the best because id just #*hide under blanket for 6 hours*#again

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