#im trying to listen to music to calm down. i hate it here
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☆◞: IM ALWAYS JUST A DOOR AWAY ✧ SPENCER REID
SUMMARY: after blowing up at your neighbor, you and your friend decide to have a night out to help you with stress. what could go wrong?
GENERAL WARNINGS: mentions of alcohol and alcohol, angsty, arguing, spencer is kind of (definitely) an asshole, kissing, cursing, somewhat darker plot points as story progresses
THIS CHAPTERS CONTAINS: alcohol and alcohol consumption, characters are drunk, cursing, spencer is an asshole, cursing. also if anything is wrong or said wrong ignore it and pretend it’s all correct thanks 💯🥰🫶🏽
GENRE: enemies to lovers, fluff, angst
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chapter 2 : it’s dr. reid
✎ It has been a couple weeks since you blew up at Spencer, and not much has changed. Well, except for your attitude towards him.
You never smiled or waved at him. In fact, if he even glanced at you, you’d quickly roll your eyes before he got the chance.
As you sat in the back at your work, counting tips, you couldn’t help but think about how much you hated him.
God, he’s so stuck up.
He doesn’t even know me.
Wearing a vest doesn’t make you any better than me or anyo-
"(Y/N), are you okay?”
Your coworker (and closest friend), Liv, interrupts your thoughts. She stared at you with a subtle hint of confusion. You hadn’t even realized you'd been zoned out or that you’d been slamming down the cash on the table.
You and Liv met when you first began working here. She was possibly the happiest person you know, and the kindest. She always listened to you ramble about anything, whether it was a stupid hobby, a rude customer, or even the most mundane story about your week.
“Um yeah. Just some problems..” You weren’t even sure how to answer her. Bringing up the situation made you even more furious.
However, Liv became a bit more concerned with this answer.
“Oh no! What’s wrong? Family troubles, a boy?”
You breathe in deeply, trying to suppress the anger building up again before you start talking.
“It’s just... my neighbor.”
Liv leans on the table you sat at, obviously interested in what you have to say. “Go on…”
Her saying that immediately gave your mind the confirmation it needed to go ahead with your rant.
“Well, when I moved in, I wanted to greet him. I don’t know, trying to be neighborly and whatnot, like one does. But.. like..”
You rub your face with your hands. It became clear to you that talking about this would anger you no matter what, so why not just get it over with?
“He’s such a jerk. Like, he interrupted me when I tried to say hello. He even slammed the door in my face.”
Your friend's eyes widen, leaning more towards you, showing her interest. Honestly, even if she wasn’t showing any care whatsoever, the words would’ve kept spewing out regardless. You needed to get this off your chest.
“Oh, and he showed up at my door, telling me to turn my music down. I have no problem with that, but in the same breath, he tells me how I have terrible taste. He said, 'Some of us have jobs and commitments', or whatever bullshit he said to me. Like oh I’m sorry, I never knew because I don’t also work my ass off!”
Your voice gradually became louder, yet you weren’t quite yelling. All Liv does is nod softly, almost as if she knew how much anger and frustration built up inside of you.
“And I live next to him, I can’t avoid him. He’s like the plague! Maybe during the apartment tour, the realtor could’ve been kind enough to give me a heads-up! Maybe like, ‘Oh, by the way, the neighbor is insanely rude and pretentious, so maybe avoid him if you can’, I dunno!”
“Jesus, (Y/N), I’m sorry.” Liv quickly says. Venting to your friend calmed you down a bit, but you were still visibly annoyed.
“It’s fine… It’s not... whatever.” Your body slumps into the chair, the tip money you were previously counting still spread in front of you.
“Let’s go out tonight. You and me!” Liv suggests happily.
The idea sounds nice, but you haven’t been out in what feels like forever. When you moved, you left all of your dresses and more risqué clothing behind to make the move easier. I mean, you didn’t even think you’d have a reason to go out of the house.
“Liv, thanks for the attempt at helping, but I haven’t gone out in so long. I don’t even have going-out clothes.”
"Well, you’re in luck, sweets! I have tons of going-out clothes, or whatever you call them. When I’m out in a couple hours. Finish counting your tips, go home, shower, and I’ll pick you up. No ifs, ands, or buts. See ya!"
With that, she smiles sweetly at you and hurries off, going to serve another table fast enough so you can’t say no to the plans she made. You let out a small huff, seeing no way out of this.
And Liv was nice; what harm could going out with her do?
You gather the cash and stuff it into an envelope, sliding it into your purse and gathering the rest of your belongings. Untying your apron and setting it down, you exit the restaurant through the back and make your way to your car.
Please let tonight be a good one.
-‘๑’-
“Choose an outfit, any outfit!”
Liv displayed all her dresses for you to choose from on her bed. She had picked you up a couple hours prior, and the two of you had been talking for a while before getting ready.
You straightened your hair and did a smokey makeup look, something you hadn’t done in a while.
The dress selection was quite impressive, but a simple short, sparkly black dress stood out to you the most. You pick it up and show Liv your choice.
“Ooooh, skimpy, yet simple. I like!” Liv said, smiling from ear to ear.
“Go put it on!”
She eagerly pushes you into the bathroom to change, shutting the door behind you.
Slipping the clothes on and staring at yourself in the mirror, you felt insanely confident. Since you hadn’t been out in so long, you forgot how fun it was to get dressed up.
Stepping out of the bathroom and into the room where Liv went to change, she audibly gasped upon seeing you.
“Jesus (Y/N), you look hot!”
A giggle escapes your lips as you look down at the yourself and smile at her.
“I might have to steal this dress, I like them too much.”
“I’d pay you to keep it, you look good.”
The comment made you blush slightly as your friend continued to compliment you.
“Alright, I'm ready. Let’s go!”
The two of you order a cab and head to the club. The thought of Spencer Reid is nowhere in your mind.
-‘๑’-
As you arrive at the club, you can already tell it’s quite full. Just upon entering, you see tons of people dancing and drinking—even a drunk girl spilling her drinks all over herself as her friends quickly try to clean her up.
Liv grabs your arm, dragging you up to the bar in a matter of seconds. It seemed so fast; you hadn’t even noticed she ordered you two drinks.
“Two tequila shots, two waters, and two limes, thank you!” Liv orders from the bartender. He nods and heads off to grab you guys your drinks.
“Starting off strong?” You say this, laughing softly.
“Of course! I want you to have a good night, (Y/N). It’ll be fun, trust me!"
Liv smiled softly at you as she grabbed the salt on the counter, seeing the bartender come back with the shots.
“Here you go. Enjoy, ladies.”
The both of you nod as the bartender steps away, helping others with their drinks. You lick the back of your hand and sprinkle salt on it before grabbing the shot and throwing it back.
It burned slightly, going down your throat, and you winced a bit. Quickly licking the salt off your hands and sucking on the lime, you can’t help but shake a little bit. It’s been so long since you’ve even consumed any sort of alcohol, so this shot felt incredibly strong to you.
"Jesus, I forgot how much I hate tequila.” You say, clearing your throat a bit. You grab your water and take a sip as Liv laughs, seemingly having had no reaction to the shot.
“Welcome back to drinking, huh?” She jokes, which makes you both laugh a little.
-‘๑’-
As the night goes on, the two of you dance and drink more, progressively becoming drunker. The shots began going down like water; a lime wasn’t needed to help anymore.
As you and Liv danced together, you decided to get more shots. Liv was clearly having too much fun to get off the dance floor right away, so you made the sacrifice to step off and grab them.
“I’ll go grab us some more shots; you just stay here.” You say to her, words slurring as you walk over to the bar. You lean on the bar to order more shots, hoping to make them your last ones as you get more and more tired.
The bar was full, so the bartender wasn’t going to tend to you right away. As you take a seat to help you have some sort of balance, you become aware of the presence of someone behind you. Assuming it was Liv, you snap your head to look at the person.
No fucking way
It seemed like you could never escape the nightmare that is Spencer Reid.
"Holy shit, Reid... are you stalking me?” You say this, looking up at the tall man. If your words didn’t indicate how drunk you were, your face did. Your eyes were heavy, and your face was slightly flushed red.
“Stalking you? I wouldn’t even if I was paid.” He states, making you roll your eyes.
“I don’t know what karmic debt I have to pay off, but it sure is hell seeing you everywhere I go.”
The words coming out of your mouth were so slurred, it made him chuckle. This made you roll your eyes again, annoyed at everything he did.
“I’m not particularly pleased to see you either." He answers, not even looking down at you as he scans the bar.
“And besides, you’re not the only one allowed to go out. I’m here with some work friends, not for you. They’re all just too drunk to hold a conversation…”
You laugh slightly as you tilt your head. “You don’t drink”
“No, not really. Can’t say the same can you? Try not to clear out the alcohol…”
Of course he had to throw in a snarky comment quickly. Even if it wasn’t normally seen as rude, coming from him was a different story.
“I’m leaving anyway.. have a.. nice night… or whatever.” You reply swiftly, forgetting the shots you planned to order and hopping out of your seat. You stagger a few steps away before feeling his hand wrap around your forearm, quickly stopping you.
“Wait, how are you getting home? You can’t drive like this.”
It almost felt like you couldn’t roll your eyes anymore than you have. You turn your head to look at him, your hair falling in front of your face.
“Don’t pretend to care.. where.. I’m going." Your words seemed to take forever to get out; you just wanted to get as far away as possible in that moment.
“Just because I don’t like you at all doesn’t mean I’m going to let you be in possibly dangerous situations. Especially in this state..." His eyes didn’t seem angry at that moment; they were just worried. It almost felt foreign to see him not roll his eyes back at you. It shocked you.
“How are you getting home?" Spencer’s voice is a lot more stern this time, startling you a bit. You never expected him, of all people, to care.
"Well, mister Reid…”
“It’s Dr.” He corrects you.
“Whatever.. me and my friend… Liv… will get a cab home. Any other questions?"
When he doesn’t respond right away, you think that’s the end of the interaction. When you attempt to slip your arm out of his grasp, he only tightens his grip a bit more. Not hurting you, but stopping you from walking away.
“I- I don’t think that’s very safe. I’ll give you guys a ride.”
Usually you’d argue and protest, but he seemed too serious to even try. And besides, you’d rather get a free ride than pay for one.
“Whatever..” You begrudgingly agree, pulling your arm away to go get your friend. Liv is easily pulled off the dance floor this time as you explain the situation. She holds onto your arms as you exit the club behind Spencer. It was obvious she had many more drinks than you; you could’ve looked a little sober next to her.
"Hello, sir, thank you for the ride.” She says to Spencer, her words are barely comprehensible. Spencer just nods, not really understanding what she said.
You walk to Spencer’s car with Liv on your arm, then softly help her into the backseat, buckling her up. She was laughing and giggling as you did so, not paying much attention to Spencer at all.
"Please, please, please don’t throw up in my car.” You hear him talk to himself as he walks to the driver's side door and gets in.
As you get in the front seat beside Spencer, you look around at the interior of the car. It was completely clean; there was not a speck of dirt in sight.
“Huh, is the car new?” You ask, turning your head to face him. He shook his head as he stuck the keys in the ignition, starting the vehicle.
“No. I just don’t drive much. I don’t like to, I usually take the train or have a coworker drive me. Can you give me your guys addresses?”
You nod, telling him both addresses, seeing as Liv was too inebriated to say much. The car begins to move, and you lay your head back to stare out the window. Watching the world pass by was calming; you even began to drift off a little.
Suddenly, the car stops.
“We’re at Livs.” He almost whispers. You lift your head up and look around before getting out of the car. You still had pretty bad balance, but better than Liv’s, who had passed out by now. Spencer gets out as well and helps you hoist Liv out of the backseat.
“How much did you guys drink?” He asks, referencing how drunk your friend was. The two of you begin walking to the door of her house.
“Not a lot, just... a lot..” You joke, laughing at your own stupidity.
“I wouldn’t do that. Alcohol causes 13 percent of deaths among-“
“Boooorinnng.” You interrupt. He presses his lips together as you two reach the door. You dig through the purse Liv had on her shoulder and fish her keys out, quickly unlocking the door and pushing it open.
“I’ll go put her to bed.” You say, dragging Liv off Spencer’s shoulders and to her room. She is easily carried, being quite light. As you reach her room, you set her down on the bed and take her purse off her shoulder, placing the keys beside it on her dresser. She didn’t really respond much, but you did hear her softly snoring as you laid her down.
As you shut the lights off and exit the house, you see Spencer waiting on the sidewalk for you.
“Come on, I’m tired.”
You walk to the car and get it again, buckling up quickly.
As you begin driving, he suddenly begins talking to you.
“I never took you as someone to go out at all.”
“Dr. Reid, you don’t know me at all.”
Saying this makes you realize, you don’t know him either. I mean, he was annoying, yes, but what did he do? What did he like? Were his interests as painstakingly pretentious as he was? You grew curious, then quickly grew confused as to why you were curious at all.
When he laughs at your comment, you immediately snap out of your head. “I do know you’re a pain in the ass.”
“You’re not exactly a dream either, believe me.”
You go back to staring out the window, waiting for the car to finally park in front of your apartment.
When it finally does, you get out as quickly as possible. Unfortunately, Spencer is right behind you.
“Stop following me, weirdo.” You comment as you walk in front of him, refusing to turn around.
"Sorry, princess, but in case you forgot, I’m your neighbor.”
You groan at this comment as you both reach your apartment doors. You were already so irritated and tired that you couldn’t bear another snarky comment or remark from him. Opening your door, you look at him and nod.
“Good night, Dr. Reid.” Your tone was sassy, yet jokey. He rolled his eyes and smiled at you, lifting his hand to wave goodbye. Before he can reply or say anything, you shut the door.
You made him smile.
He smiled cause of you?
Why did you care so much that he smiled? Shouldn’t that annoy you? Maybe you were just too drunk to function properly. You shake the thoughts off and slip into more comfortable clothes, quickly jumping into bed and falling asleep. Maybe tomorrow you’ll be thinking straight…
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how to fight
roommate eren x f!reader
battleships sink beneath the waste (of you and eren)
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content warning: baby (LOL), porco + pieck softness, porco x y/n family feud, someone calls hitch a snitch, fight between u and eren :(
an: sorry for da holdup. I was trying to map out how I want the rest of the things to go before I write the rest of the chapters but I think i’ve got most of it down. fun things in store :D and for the anons who are requesting scenes and dialogue for this story in the ask box....all in good time you guys. im taking very detailed notes keep it coming.
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You lean over, pressing your fingers against the side of Ethan’s cheek, his breath ghosting against your hand. You swear he gets bigger every time you see him, his tiny hands huge compared to when you saw him last. Therapy is expensive, your best friend's newborn baby is free.
Porco’s big eyes, Pieck’s soft nose - the perfect mix of the two people you love the most. Something about him - his life being confined to Porco, Pieck, and occasionally you and Gabi- was soothing. He doesn’t have to worry about these things - about your friends ditching you, having a crush on your roommate, who is dating a girl you can’t help but hate.
You hear Ethan’s breathing hitch in his sleep, the thought leaving your mind, as he turns over on his side to face you. His fingers are clutched around yours, his hold soft. You silently wonder what else he’ll inherit from them. Pieck’s smile, Porco’s ashy blonde hair, the distinct Galliard dimples.
“Why are you staring at my kid like that?”
You turn to find Porco glaring at you, his permanent ever annoyed look pressed on his face. He’s going to get wrinkles by the time he’s thirty.
“Praying he doesn’t get your receding hairline, Galliard.” you whisper, your hand moving back to Ethan’s little tuft of hair.
“I get you’re having some whole crisis thing but do you have to take it out on me? You’re freeloading in my house right now.”
At the sound of Porco’s voice, significantly louder than your quiet whispers, Ethan eyes immediately flutter open, his tiny little cries filling up the space of the room.
“Good job, Pock. Now he’s crying.”
“Shut up.”
Porco rolls his eyes at you, reaching to take Ethan from the crib. He’s lifted him up, whispering soft coos into his ears as Pieck rushes in the room, her fingers swiping the tears off of Ethan’s cheeks. Sparkling black hair, soft smile - the same as when you met her.
After a few minutes, Ethan calms down, his tiny little eyes fluttering back to sleep. You take him from Porco, who begrudgingly hands him over, and set him back down in his crib. You linger for a few seconds, your face pressed against his crib as you watch his listen to his breaths, his tiny chest moving up and down with each one. You only move when you’re forced to - by Pieck linking her arm with yours, leading you downstairs.
“Who woke him up?”
“Twerp.”
“Pock.”
You both turn to glare at each other, as Pieck hands you the plates to set at the table. You and Porco move around each other, shoving each other each time you pass by.
“He’s trying to kick me out. After I so graciously dropped everything to come spend time with you guys. Babysat your kid for free.”
“He’s your godson. You should have come sooner. And stop using my kid to run away from your problems, Y/N.”
Three days ago, Eren told you that he thought the two of you were a mistake. That he was dating the girl who in all senses of the word was everything you weren’t and he had been. Off and on, for a while. Screw you for wanting to get away from that, be surrounded by two people who actually wanted you around.
You couldn’t face Eren. You couldn’t handle him making you breakfast in the morning, listening to the music you liked, brushing his hand against yours when he walked past you. So you decided you weren’t going to. Not until you had to.
So you picked up your keys and drove two hours to Marley, to visit Porco and Pieck. And their five month old son, Ethan. Your godson.
“Leave her alone, Porco.”
Pieck squeezes your shoulder as the three of you settle into the table to eat. You can feel the tears rising to your eyes, the thought of returning and leaving the little bubble you were in for the past few days, to find Hitch and Eren in your apartment.
“I just wanted to see you guys. You always made me feel better. Ethan too.”
You look up to find Porco looking at you, his expression uncharacteristically soft. Somehow his annoyed face is better than this.
“Hey. Want me to beat him up, twerp?”
“You can’t hit a girl, Porco.”
“Clean out your earwax. I meant your roommate, but I can get Snitch if you want too. Pieck’s got real bony knuckles, I’m sure it would hurt.”
“It’s Hitch, honey.”
“Same thing. Who names their kid a verb?”
“Pock, a lot of names are verbs. Like Bob or Sue.”
“Being a smartass isn’t a good look on you babe.”
You press the back of your hands against your cheek, wiping your tears off, as you laugh at Pieck and Porco’s bantering. You don’t miss the way Porco tangles his hand into hers, Porco raising Pieck’s hand to press a kiss to it to shut her up. You remember the first time he did it, on that stupid bench you met them on years ago.
Pieck moved into the house across from you, when you were in the third grade. She was four years your senior, a very cool seventh grader. You distinctly remember her marching over to your yard, big black combat boots, right to where you were playing with Gabi.
You saw her the next day at school, her ankles tangled over each other as she sat alone on the bench outside your classroom. Alone. You walked over, pushing yourself into the seat next to hers.
“Hi Pieck.”
“Hey kid. Enjoying recess?”
You nodded, playing with the ends of your hair as she looked down at you. Some part of her was always intimidating. Like she was ice cold. But the way she smiled was soft, the lines by her eyes spreading when she did. Contradicting, in every sense of the matter.
“Yeah. Did you make any friends yet?”
“Just one. His name’s Porco.”
“Don’t you want more?”
“Not really. He’s all I need. Him and you, of course.”
You remember your heart swelling in your chest - the thought of a seventh grader, big and mighty, wanting to be friends with you. The two of you sat in silence, swinging the ends of your legs on the bench.
You had always appreciated that about Pieck, even at eight years old - that the two of you could sit in the quiet, without having to say anything. Porco idled by a few minutes later, taking the seat directly next to Pieck.
“Who’s the twerp?”
“My friend, Porco. This is Y/N.”
He nods, wordlessly splitting the peanut butter and jelly sandwich he had in half and handing one piece of it to Pieck. You never understood it, the gesture. Or when they started dating. You just remember one day, their hands were pressed together on the bench. They never let go after that.
You’ve tried to make sense of it. At their wedding, right before Pieck walked down the aisle, you turned to Porco and asked him why he gave her half of his sandwich, sat with her on the bench, pressed his hand against hers. You figured he’d say something cheesy you can tell his ugly kids.
“I just felt like I knew her forever. I saw her on the field, staring at the sky, and just wanted to be near her.”
You still didn’t understand, but you nodded, turning your head back down the aisle that Pieck was going to walk down in a few seconds.
“Don’t settle till you find that guy.”
“Which one, Pock?”
“The one who knows the second he meets you.”
“You’re corny. I hope your vows are better than this.”
And they were. You feel Pieck reach over the table, crushing your knuckles in her hand. You look up at the two of them, at the soft little life they live. Sweet tea in the summer, hands pressed together, no other people involved. Except for you, of course.
“I’ll leave after dinner, guys. I should go back anyway. But I might come back the second I see him.”
“I’ll leave the door open, kid.”
“Thanks Pock.”
You feel the tears welling up in your eyes, again, this time falling down your cheeks. The two of them get up from their chairs, their arms around yours. You squeeze their arms, focusing on this sensation as you brace yourself for your return home.
Therapy’s expensive, but violent threats and your best friends are free.
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You jam your door into the key, making it back to Shiganshina a little close to midnight. You thank your stars for Eren’s soccer practices being early in the morning, which virtually guarantees he’ll already be fast asleep in his room.
You swing the door open, flicking on the hallway light as you silently move around. You find that the apartment is slightly messier than usual, Eren’s things strewn all across the room. You leave for three days and he thinks he owns the place.
As you move to put the dirty dishes in the sink, you hear Eren’s door swing open immediately, cursing yourself for choosing the loudest chore to complete. You should have just put his hoodies in the laundry or something.
“Y/N?”
His voice is hoarse, like he’s struggling to get the words out. You look up and find him inches away from you, his arms pressed into the chair. His green eyes are marked by a rim of pink, his shoulders slumped over.
“Hey Eren.”
He leans over, pressing his forehead against your shoulder and squeezing. His eyes are still half closed, blinking the sleep out of his eyes. You can smell his minty soap wafting off of him and lean back against the counter to distance yourself from it.
“Am I imagining you or are you really here?”
“Really here, Eren.”
You feel his hands tense on your shoulders, his fingers lightly pushing into your skin.
“I haven’t seen you in three days.”
“I went to see Porco and Pieck for the weekend.”
“It’s Tuesday. You could have at least let me know before you left.”
You hum in acknowledgement, still rinsing the dishes in the sink. You try to focus on the sensation, the warm water splashing against your wrists and the cold plates against your hands. You try to ignore his words, each one leaving stinging, burning, agony in your chest. You’d run back to Porco and Pieck’s now if he wasn’t standing right there. Even the smell of him is petrifying.
You feel him forehead get heavier on your shoulder, pushing farther into you.
“I was worried about you.”
Screw him. Screw him, his stupid words, his sweet smell, and his sad little face for making you feel this way. For wanting to reach forward and press yourself against him till he felt better. For him to wrap his arms around you, press featherlike kisses to your cheeks until you felt better too. You shrug him off, the movement making him stand up straight.
“Sorry Eren.”
“It’s okay. You wake up Porco and Pieck with your morning concert while you were there?”
You clench the plate pressed in your hands so hard it shatters, the glass spreading across the length sink.
“Screw you, Eren.”
“What?”
“I’m so sick of you making fun of me all the time. If something I do annoys you, you should just tell me instead of making passive aggressive comments.”
You watch the confusion spread across his face, as he leans over to take your hands out of your sink, where the shards were still lying against the drain. You pull your hands back, pressing them into your sides as you can feel your searing growing in your chest - in anger, irritation, hurt.
“Hey, what happened? You could never annoy me, peaches. I was just teasing you.”
You shake your head, pressing the heels of your hands against your eyes. No. You were not going to cry in front of him.
“Hey, hey. Talk to me. What happened?”
“You happened. I’m not something for you to laugh at Eren. I have feelings too, you know?”
You push past him, swiping your things off the counter, and slamming your door shut behind you. You feel bad about it, leaving him there when he was just trying to comfort you. But that’s just the thing. The hand that burned you can’t make it better, can it?
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Can I request something with Matt x fem!reader where they go on a walk or something and all of a sudden it starts raining like crazy so they rush back home and get in comfy clothes and then start making out or something? Can get as smutty as u want it to be
Also sorry if you’ve already written something similar, im new to your page and only read a few things but I love your work really really much!!
Torrent
Pairing: Matt Sturniolo X Female Reader
Synopsis: Y/N is having a bit of anxiety, so she stays back to try and calm her mind, but when Matt comes home he decides to take her for a walk to clear her mind, but then the weather gets crazy, and they head back home🫂
Warnings⚠️: This is SMUT! There’s shower sex, but nothing crazy. It’s pretty cute actually🥹
Song for the imagine: Cigarettes out the Window- TV Girl
⚠️This is an 18+ story, so minors do not interact, or do??⚠️
Today just felt like a drag. I was having the worst anxiety, and I didn’t even know why. I spent the whole day with my heart thumping, my head racing and my body shaking. I hated this feeling, and the only person who could help me was Matt.
Sadly Matt was out today filming with his brothers, and doing some stuff at the warehouse. He had asked if he wanted me to join, but I was so anxious I simply couldn’t get up.
I knew they would be gone pretty much the whole day, so I tried to keep my mind off of things. I decided to cook, clean and do some laundry while listening to music. I lit some candles to ease my senses, but still I couldn’t shake this anxious feeling.
I was trying to eat lunch, but my mind wouldn’t let me. I began to feel nauseous. I just wanted to feel okay, and for some reason I couldn’t. I was watching Cars on Disney plus since it was my favorite childhood movie, and taking deep breaths, when suddenly my phone pinged with a message, it was from Matt
Hey baby, how are you doing? I miss you
Hey baby. I’m doing okay. I miss you more
are you sure? You seemed off this morning
yeah… just having a bit of anxiety, but I’m doing alright
want me to come home??
No baby don’t worry I’m okay! I’m watching Cars and eating now. Thank you my love
okay! Just let me know if you change your mind. I’ll be over real quick
okay.
I decided to take a nap to keep my mind off of things since I couldn’t eat, or really calm down.
I had fallen asleep around 2, and woke up when I heard the front door opening. They were home!!
They came up the stairs as I was stretching
“Hey! It looks so clean in here, and smells amazing” Nick said looking around
“Thanks! Did some of that anxiety deep cleaning” I said smiling at them
“I appreciate it! You didn’t have to tho” Chris said
“No, don't even worry! I love it” I said getting up and grabbing my plate to bring to the kitchen, Matt had followed me into the kitchen
“You didn’t eat?” He asked looking at my plate still full
“I tried to, but I just couldn’t” I said
“Baby why didn’t you call me? I would’ve came and spent the day with you” he said looking at little but upset
“Don’t worry baby! I’m okay” I said tossing the food out
“Want to go for a walk?” He asked me
“You know that might actually help me a lot” I said
“Alright let’s go” he said. I went and put my shoes on and grabbed my phone, and we headed out
“So tell me how dirty was the house” Matt said laughing
“Actually it wasn’t too bad. I mean not till I got to Chris' room to put his laundry on his bed for him. That was something out of this world” I said laughing
“Oh god. Chris is actually a child. His room looks like it got flipped upside down repeatedly for 10 minutes” Matt said laughing
“I cleaned it up a bit for him, just so it wasn’t too bad” I said
“Aww you’re so sweet cleaning up after that pig” he said kissing me on the cheek
“I love to clean helps my mind clear” I said to him
“Oh look at that flower” he said pointing behind me
I quickly turned around, and saw a beautiful pink flower hanging off of a vine on someone’s fence.
“Oh that’s so pretty” I said grabbing it and looking at it
“Take it” he said
“No it’ll die by the time we get home” I said frowning a little bit
“But it’ll be a memory” he said
“Yeah, but it looks so pretty right now” I said back to him
He was looking into my eyes, when all of sudden it started to poor on us
“WHAT THE FUCK” we both screamed and started to laugh
“Since fucking when was it supposed to rain” he said grabbing my hand as we started to jog back to the house
We were laughing, and running back to the house trying not to slip or step into any big puddles on the way back
When we got back to the house we were drenched, and cold, and laughing about how bizarre this situation was
We had taken our shoes off at the door, and started to walk up the steps. When we got to the top I slipped and fell to my knees
“OH MY GOD” Matt said laughing so hard, and trying to help me up, but we were laughing too hard we couldn't even focus on each other
“Oh my fucking god” I said holding my stomach and laughing
“Get up” he said doubled over laughing and holding his stomach
“I’m trying” I said as I was trying to get up, and all that we kept hearing was my wet feet squeaking on the floor trying to get up
“I CANT FUCKING BREATHE YOU SOUND LIKE A SQUEAKY TOY” Matt said trying to help me up, but we literally could not get it together
Finally we calmed down, and I got up holding onto Matt as we kept laughing and walking to his room
“Oh god. My knees are going to be tore up tomorrow” I said walking into his room
“It’s okay I’ll put some ointment on them for you” he said shutting his door
“I’m colddddddd” I said shaking my body
“Want to take a warm shower with me?” He asked stripping himself of his wet hoodie
“Ouuu yes that sounds nice” I said also taking off my wet hoodie
We had stripped ourselves of our clothes and left them in a wet pile in his room, and then walked to his bathroom
He got the hot water started, and we both got in
“This feels great” I said letting the hot water hit my back
“It really does” he said also letting the water hit him
We showered together talking and laughing about how funny my fall was, and that he wish he had it recorded
I had finished washing my face when I turned to Matt, and we already looking at me
“You’re so beautiful” he said looking down at my lips
“Thank you baby” I said wiping the water out of my eyes
“Kiss me” he said before pulling me in by my waist
I smashed my lips against his as I ran my fingers through his wet hair
“How does shower sex sound to you?” He asked pulling away from me
“It sounds hot” I said kissing his neck
Matt continued to kiss me, and went down to my neck peppering little love bites here and there.
I sighed at this
“I love you so much Matt. You treat me so well” I said
“I love you more baby” he said coming back up to kiss my lips
“I would get down and suck your dick, but my knees are already hurting from falling” I said, and we both started to giggle thinking back to the fall I had
“Don’t worry baby. I wanna pleasure you” he said laughing a little bit
“I’m ready Matt” I said to him kissing him one last time
Matt had pushed me back against the shower wall allowing the cool tiles to kiss my warm skin. He grabbed my leg lifting it up slightly and with his other hand guided his dick to my entrance.
Slowly he started to slide into me. And then completely bottoming out
“Fuck” I said throwing my head back a little bit
“Shit baby” he said looking at me
Matt started to slowly thrust into me. Making sure we both don’t fall this time. He was kissing my neck as he thrusted deeper and deeper
“Shit matt this feels so good” I said starting to get wobbly in the knees
“I know baby” he said putting one hand on the shower wall next to my head, and the other wrapped around my waist to keep me close
Matt kept fucking into me as a delicious pace, allowing me to feel every inch of him. This felt amazing, and I needed this so badly. He was keeping my mind off of all my worries by fucking me in the best way
“Shit Matt I think I’m gonna cum” I said pulling at his hair in the back of his head
“Me too baby, me too” he said still thrusting into me
“Fuck Matt” I moaned one last time before cumming on his dick. My legs shaking, and my upper body convulsing
He allowed me to come down from my high to catch my breath before pulling out of me
Matt started to jerk himself off before moaning my name and cumming into his hand.
He started to come down from his high, trying to catch his breath before cleaning himself off one last time, and I did the same
“Thank you baby that was amazing” I said kissing his back as he cleaned himself up
“Always for my pretty girl. I’m always here for you to help you take your mind off of anything” he said turning around and kissing me
We both hopped out of the shower and got dressed in his room. Changing into some warm clothes, and then putting our wet clothes to wash
“Wanna watch The Notebook” I asked him laying in his bed
“I’ve never seen it. I’m down” he said after shutting his door, and coming to lay with me
I put the movie on, and we snuggled into each other while watching. Eventually we fell asleep….in each others arms watching a romance movie…..oh how cliché
The End
I’m powering through these requests🤞🏽, and hope you guys enjoyed this one. And for the person that requested this I hope you liked it as well lmk!!!!❤️
-J💅🏽
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I hate you- ✄ Ellie Williams
𝗣𝗔𝗜𝗥𝗜𝗡𝗚 — ellie x enemy!reader
𝗦𝗨𝗠𝗠𝗔𝗥𝗬 — you and ellie HATED each other. well… you thought you did until something snapped inside of ellie.
𝗖𝗪 — smut (mdni), angst, fluff at end. Cursing, violence, threats, strap-on usage, oral (r! receiving), tit play, nipple play, pet names instead of y/n. LMK IF I MISSED ANYTHING
A/N — this is my first piece so bare with me here but i hope you guys like it!
You and Ellie HATED each other. Well you hated her, you thought she was annoying and rude.
It was a Friday night, and you were listening to some music on your phone. You were really sad, so you were listening to some sad/breakup songs by kehlani, your favorite artist. Then, you heard a loud bang on your front door.
You slowly opened it, hoping there wasnt a murderer on the other side. It was just your friend Dina.
“DINA!! I thought you were a serial killer! What the hell??” You exclaimed in annoyance and hands still shaking from the loud noise. tears still running down your cheeks from being sad earlier.
“Whats wrong? Why were you crying?” She asks, truly concerned, especially because your eyes were 𝘀𝘂𝗽𝗲𝗿 red.
“‘S nothing” you said. you knew it was not ‘nothing’. you felt your whole life falling apart and you were getting mad as you started to realize that you had feelings for ellie.
“Fucking liar.” She said walking past you, and into your apartment. “I came to tell you to get ready because we’re going to a party!” She said, seemingly excited.
You HATED parties. The drinks? Awful. The people? Awful. The smell? Awful. Ellie being there? Awful? You knew you had to go because Dina was gonna end up bribing you anyways so you agreed.
“Fine. Whatever.” You said, clearly annoyed that your crying session was rudely interrupted by her loud ass banging.
“Great! Wear something hot!” She excitedly said as she sat down on your couch. You wore a short white dress, tight around your torso. It perfectly showed your boobs, showed off your curves, and complemented your ass. You looked amazing and no one could say you didn’t, no matter how hard they had tried.
You finished up your hair, and got your bag ready. “‘Kay, ‘M ready.” You said to Dina who was still watching TV on your couch.
“Shit, you look hot.” Dina complemented as you two walked out the door. You were not excited for this party. No matter how hard you tried to be. And the thought of Ellie being there seriously haunted you.
You finally arrived at the party and you already wanted to leave. Nonetheless you walked in right behind Dina. Luckily, you had some weed tucked into your dress, knowing you don’t drink at these parties since the alcohol is really bad. You sat down on the couch and took the joint from the top of your dress.
You lit the joint and took a long drag. You knew it was gonna be a tuff night but you had to relax a bit. Then, your eyes met emerald green ones. It was Ellie Williams. You were in love with her hated her.
She looked amazing. A black white wife beater that really showed her muscles. Her short hair tamed down and swept at the front. Her black skinny jeans and converse.
Jesse came in next to her, Dinas boyfriend. Dina made way to them so she could steal Jesse. But you were super nervous as you saw Ellie making her way towards you.
She sat down next to you and you turned red. Thank God for the lights because without them, she would’ve seen and made fun of you.
“Someone’s trying to calm down” She says mockingly. She really liked you but teasing you was the only way to get your attention. Suddenly, you felt her hand snatch the joint from yours, a shocked look appearing on your face.
“Hey what the hell?! I was smoking that!!” Your voice was filled with anger especially with the shitty night you’ve been having.
“I know. Don’t be so angry princess. Just wanted a hit.” Ellie said, voice low and raspy. It was so hot annoying.
“Fuck off! Im so tired of you and everyone taking everything from me! Im done playing your stupid games I fucking hate you!!” You yelled at her and your friends turned their heads to look at you.
Ellies face was coded with shock. She giggled to make herself seem tuff even though she felt terrible for it.
“I SWEAR IF YOU DONT STOP IM GONNA SCREAM AT THE TOP OF MY LUN-“ Your voice was cut off by the sound of what she was about to say next.
“You already are. Relax. Take your joint back and calm down” She handed your joint back to you and you angrily snatched it, taking a drag.
“Whats got you all worked up, hm? Tired of seeing my pretty face?” She teased and you were fuming. You stood up to walk to the bathroom and cry. You looked so beautiful to Ellie it made her wet. And you were tired of seeing her pretty face. It’s all you could think about.
She had the sudden courage from being high and pulled your arm before you could walk away.
“Ellie what the hel-“ Before you could finish she pulled you down onto her lap, clit rubbing against her strap, under her jeans. You whimpered softly at the feeling, looking into her eyes. She placed both hands on your cheeks and kissed you deeply.
You gasped softly from shock and she took the chance to slip her tongue into your mouth. You moan softly into the kiss. You’ve wanted this to happen for longer than you thought. You two made out for what seemed like hours when it was only 5 minutes.
You finally pulled away for air, lips plump and wet. “Ellie… what was that?” You asked, still in shock from what just happened.
“I uh- shit. You probably hate me even more now, huh princess?” Princess. You said you hated that name when in reality, it had an effect on you. Something you couldn’t explain.
“Uh… can you take me home?” You asked, sweetly, a hint of annoyance in your voice. She seemed disappointed and happy at the same time. Happy that you asked her to take you home. Disappointed that you couldn’t even specify whether you hated her or not. It hit her and it hit her hard.
She ended up agreeing and driving you to your apartment. You don’t know how the hell you ended up stumbling into your apartment with her lips on yours.
She pushed you up against the door and her lips found your neck. “Ellie, fuck.” You said as she kissed your neck. “I don’t like your attitude baby. Whats the matter?” She said in between the kisses. You couldn’t help but grip her hair.
Her hands found your dress and she wanted to pull it down so badly. “You look so good tonight baby. Did you think anyone could resist you, hm?” She said as she slowly pulled your dress down.
You couldn’t help but moan. You had no words but you knew it felt so good. She started to play with your boobs with both of her hands and knead them roughly. It made you grip her hair even tighter. She started to bite and suck spots on your neck, leaving marks. She soothed over the spots with her tongue. It hurt but it felt so good.
She picked you up from the bottom of your thighs and carried you to your room. Her lips never left your neck and you had no idea how to feel in that moment.
“Ellie.. I need you, please?” You said with desperation in your voice. You knew you’ve always needed this but you didn’t know how badly you needed it.
“You need me baby, hm? Need me to get rid of that attitude princess?” She said as she laid you down on your bed. “Gonna make you feel so good.” She said before climbing on top of you and kissing you again.
Suddenly you saw her pulling your pink lace panties down, revealing the wet spot that had been growing on them.
“I got you soaked babe?” She placed her finger between your folds, collecting the wetness before replacing it with her tongue.
“I need you els… mmh don’t tease.” You basically moaned out. She loved how she was already making you feel. Hearing her name from your mouth like that drove her crazy.
She teased your clit with her tongue, making shapes with it. You moaned at the feeling. You wanted more but you were too stressed to beg for it.
“I’ve wanted to taste you forever. Tastes so good baby.” She continues to lick and suck on your clit, causing pornographic moans to spill out of your mouth. Your walls clenched from nothing and Ellie could see it. She inserted her tongue into you and it felt so good you could scream.
“Gonna cum on my face baby? I can feel it.” She teased and sucked on your clit harder. You felt it coming and there was a knot in your stomach.
“Gonna cum els.. I- fuck” The knot in your stomach snapped and your orgasm washed over you. Ellie fucked you through it, tongue lapping up all of your juices.
“You want more baby?” She asked and you nodded pathetically. She kissed you and you tasted yourself on her tongue. She then took of her jeans, revealing a black strap. Your mouth opened slightly, shocked at the sight in front of you.
She made her way over to you and gripped your hips tightly, pulling you to the edge of the bed. She swiped the strap between your folds, lubing itself up. You moaned softly at the contact.
She then inserted your cunt with no warning and you gasped softly. She slowly started moving her hips and you moaned. The strap was moving against her clit as she sped up. Your moans grew louder as she thrusted into you.
“You just needed me to fuck the attitude outta you, hm baby?” Ellie said as she went faster into your cunt.
“N-needed it s-so bad els.” You managed to stutter out. It was so hard to talk because of the overwhelming pleasure that was building up inside of you.
She continued to fill you up as she groaned every time the strap rubbed her clit. Your moans grew louder as you felt your second orgasm building up.
The strap continued to crush your g-spot over and over. It was like nothing you had ever experienced. It even made you see stars.
“Fuck ellie… ‘M gonna- im gonna…” You moaned out before you came all over her thighs and your sheets.
She prolonged your orgasm and pulled out. “You did so good for me baby.” She said as she removed the strap on and went to the bathroom.
You whined as she left and she came back with a wet towel. She carefully cleaned you up. You hissed when the towel met your achey cunt.
“I know, its okay im almost done.” Ellie said. It calmed you down as she cleaned you up. She then laid down next to you. She cuddled you and started to speak.
“I’ve wanted this for so long. Teasing you was the only way I could get your attention. ‘M sorry.” She said as she stroked your hair lovingly.
“Its okay els. I’ve wanted this for a long time too.” You say as you begin to close your eyes. You were exhausted and being with Ellie calmed you down.
“Goodnight baby.” She said as she kissed your forehead and turned off the lamp next to your bed. You fell asleep in her arms and you had the best sleep of the year.
a/n again: sorry this is ass but this is my first time writing so😭
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idk if i sent this in last night with my other ask. i was quite sleep deprived n delusional so ignore the other one if i did please 😭 but how about the boys with a mixed!reader? (this is so self indulgent i’m so sorry omg)
this has been established but rafe would absolutely mock me when my accent sneaks in, is worse when i didn’t even notice it in the first place. gets real mean when i roll my eyes and huff n cross my arms while he’s lecturing me on my “behavior issues”. hates it when i play spanish music in his truck bc he doesn’t understand it, but i smack his hand every time he tries to turn Selena off (bc wtf are you doing?? i’m serenading you rn!!). totally smacks me back. hates it even more when i’m speaking spanish on the phone in front of him bc he SWEARS im talking shit (and what if i am?). jokes and asks if he can have “half an n-word card” and gets threatened with bodily harm. tells everyone about his “exotic” gf like bro i’m from cali 😭, but gets annoyed for me when people ask “what are you??”. says “span-glish” instead of “spang-lish” and ignores me when i correct him. he doesn’t ever wanna dance with me but eats it up when i dance on him.
jj also mocks me but is silly asf about it. like i’ll be minding my own business, mumbling in spanish and he comes up behind me and starts muttering gibberish. always asks me to cook bc “baby i just wanna taste your flavor and spice 🥺”. has a love/hate relationship with the attitude. gets a boner whenever i cuss him out in spanish, but also tugs at a few braids whenever the huffs and eye rolls get nasty. cannot stand when i throw a fit, bc either i’m getting what i want or we’re tussling right here!!! right NEOW!!! people always tell me how sweet i am and i fear he would always respond with “only when she wants to be”. walks around shiny asf smelling like vicks whenever he complains about something hurting bc my baby isn’t gonna get sick on my watch. however, when he inevitably gets sick bc he didn’t listen when i told him to put on socks or to dry his hair before bed, i make him drink up every potion and elixir i can think of.
pope and i would have conversations about colorism, and then talk shit about how kelce is the token black friend and whitewashed in the same breath. he’d see how i struggled while doing the back of my head sometimes and make me teach him how to braid so he can help. he’s a quick learner and eventually whenever someone asks “who did your hair? 😍” the answer is always “MY MANNNN!!!”. researches the best hair products for me and pouts whenever i try to do it myself. also walks around looking shiny but it’s shea butter instead of vicks bc we moisturize round these parts. no ashy knees on my watch!! picks up spanish so he can get in good with my mom and grandma. our dads would totally get along, so they go bond over whatever it is old black men bond over while we run around doing fuckshit with the gang. my dad 100% tells him not to let me punk him (spoiler! he gets punked a lot!!! doesn’t mind bc he loves me)
john b would also help with my hair, but mostly the detangling part (it takes forever at first bc he’s scared of tugging). says he loves my hair n says i should leave it down more often (it’s wild n frizzy bc of the heat n humidity), and doesn’t understand when i say it’s not supposed to look like that ):. doesn’t really mind the attitude as long as it isn’t directed towards him and it’s nothing too crazy. will pinch me in public with a “fix your face”. quickly learns that “calm down” translates to “shut up”. also learns that i really don’t like being told to shut up, so his response to hissy fits is to throw me over his shoulder and deal with me in the car 😓. picks up a little spanglish, makes me teach him the right pronunciations bc he’s not tryna look like an idiot in front of the fam. him and my dad look at each other confused while my mom, grandma, and i are cracking jokes in spanish (he doesn’t know what’s going right now either babe). the fam loves him bc he helps with the heavy lifting around the house, and that boy will eat whatever they put in front of him. almost cries when grandma calls him “mijo”.
sorry if this was a lot lmao, apparently the creative juices flow best at 6am after an all-nighter <3
bye I really don't have much to add because you really nailed it!!! like LOL writing them with woc is always so funny in ways that it shouldn't be
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(i hope this is the correct format now !!!! 🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼 its the same thing soo)
hii i would love to have a go on your match up event!! it seems really interesting … the fandom is hsr !!!
im a libra sun scorpio rising, pronouns are they/she and im a esfp! im afab omnisexual (no pref) and demiromantic.
my personality is mainly carefree, sociable and chill. i can be chaotic and talkative, but i have mood swings often and can change to a entirely different person: quiet and aloof. i appear secretive and closed off at first but i love talking to people. i appear to be extremely chaotic, childish and energetic, but i’m very mature. i don’t hesitate to help people, and i’m very independent. it looks like i don’t care about what other people say about me, but im extremely insecure about myself. i strongly desire to express myself freely, without holding back or being made fun of. i appear to be optimistic to others, but i’m a pessimist, hating on myself for whatever i do. i can be quite unstable at times and can throw tantrums sometimes, but all it takes to calm me down is giving me my favourite food. i’m very clingy as well. i’m a perfectionist, working extremely hard to make my art look nice + studying hard 24/7. i overwork a lot, to the point i forget to take care of myself. anyway my self esteem can change a lot. i can go from comparing myself to others to being confident in myself. i overthink a lot. when i get angry i appear to be sweet still, but my tone and words are very much aggressive and rude. overall im a bubbly and sociable person ^_^
MOVING ON my interests are food, art, music (esp metal & rock genre), anything cute, bizzare and unknown things, and video games. i enjoy going to arcades, shopping, going to concerts and cosplay conventions, and lastly DRAWING!!! my fashion style is jirai kei, ryousangata and subcul jirai kei. i’m learning how to play the guitar and some piano. i don’t dislike many things, i just hate cockroaches, a few bitter foods and heights. i do taekwondo and a little bit of badminton.
love language is gift giving, quality time and physical touch.. i don’t like being touched though unless i initiate it.
SORRY THIS IS SO LONG… ty and have a good day !!!! or night
HEYYY THERE CUTIEPIE sure are right on track, and so here you have your matchup, oooohhh
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DAN HENG
Talkative partner x quiet reserved boyfriend trope on TOP!
Ok ok I get it you might say he's boring, and he's this and that blablabla
But listen I think he would balance your chaotic and childish personality out without watering it down.
Is very caring of you and kind of worried when you get burned out, so he will scold you
Two pessimists meet and the world collapses of the negativity /j
I think he'd go out shopping with you, he wouldnt complain nor like say anything, just follow you along, answer questions you ask him and occasionally ask some himself
Also he will very much try to boost your confidence, he's very subtle but adds small things like "you look pretty today" "I like your jeans" "beautiful." Just like small things through out the day when he sees you
He also likes that you can be independently mature and childish when the time is right
He appreciates that a lot actually, and thinks of it as a positive trait
Also expect more quality time and acts of service from him, gift giving here and there, and least of physical touch but he will give it to you if u initiate it
#honkai star rail#hsr x reader#honkai star rail x reader#honkai x reader#honkai star rail x female reader#honkai star rail x you#honkai star rail x gender neutral reader#honkai star rail x male reader#hsr x gn reader#hsr x y/n#hsr x you#hsr x male reader#hsr x gender neutral reader#hsr x female reader#dan heng x y/n#hsr dan heng#dan heng x you#dan heng x reader#dan heng
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Can you do some headcanons for Jack Hughes or Mitch Marner about them being with an ADHD/neurodivergent girl?? Like, a lot of my personal things are weird noises, textures (I love soft, but hate scratchy), random bouts of singing, and constant movement/fidgeting
yes ofc!! i’ll do mitch since you seem to be pretty infatuated with him! and there’s 100% nothing wrong with that.
as someone who doesn’t have adhd and isn’t neurodivergent, this might be a little bad and i apologize and ill try my best.
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mitch marner with an ADHD/neurodivergent gf!
warnings/content: just fluff, mitch is sweet and understanding, gf has adhd and is neurodivergent, mentions of triggers gf doesn’t like (ill try not to add a lot so it doesn’t affect you), that should be all!
a/n- here’s my work for this request and i hope it’s close as can be, i want it to make sense and i want people to understand it. i’m extremely sorry if this offends anyone
definition of adhd: A chronic condition including attention difficulty, hyperactivity, and impulsiveness.
ADHD often begins in childhood and can persist into adulthood. It may contribute to low self-esteem, troubled relationships, and difficulty at school or work.
definition of neurodiversity: The term “neurodivergent” describes people whose brain differences affect how their brain works. That means they have different strengths and challenges from people whose brains don't have those differences. The possible differences include medical disorders, learning disabilities and other conditions.
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mitch marner
-mitch is an extremely sweet and understanding person. when you guys first started becoming friends and when you started dating, you explained everything to him.
-by explaining i mean telling him how certain things affect you, how you act towards certain things, what makes you comfy and uncomfy.
-he made sure to listen and understand what you meant. mitch is a vocal yet well kept person, so he doesn’t really have problems asking when he doesn’t get something you say
-he also made sure not to ask to much or push anything further, he knows how hard it can be so he immediately educated himself to better understand.
-i feel like he can relate to some of the triggers you have or things you absolutely love.
-as neurodiversity is a bigger factor to depression, when you have downtimes, he makes sure to stay by your side but also give you space when needed
-if you guys are out in public, say at awards, he’s definitely making sure you’re 100% near him at all times. he doesn’t want you out of his line of sight, just to protect you.
-he loves you!! don’t forget that!! anything that you think are flaws, he sees them as perfection im telling you. mitch is extremely honest, so it goes perfect!!
-textures and sounds can play a huge roll in your life, so he makes sure he knows what you like and don’t like. such as soft texture and scratchy texture (i don’t really like that either).
-one of his favorite things about you, and there’s thousands, is when you just randomly start singing. like he’ll just be chilling with you on the couch, you both on your phones, and you just start singing. it’s like music to his ears, which it pretty much is music.
-your voice calms him down when he’s the one that’s had a bad day, and everyone has one no matter who you are and it’s normal. that’s why he always wants to be near you. you give him the comfort he needs and wants.
-when you move or fidget a lot, he calmly asks if everything’s okay and if you need him to do something or help you. i feel like that’s what he’d be like during the start and mid friendship and relationship.
-the longer you stayed with him, the more normal it was for him to know what to do. practice makes perfect and mitch lives by that, as hes also a hockey player and you need practice for that.
-overall, mitch understands you and loves you for who you are. and it’ll stay that way forever!
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okay well i hope you liked that! i tried to research and make sure i didn’t get anything wrong. i hope this wont offend anyone as im not the best educated on this stuff!
#post*guerillateezsworld#fluff#hockey#nhl#toronto maple leafs#mitch marner#mitch marner fluff#head cannons#imagine
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Hi! Can i ask you for a mâtch-up pls.(*^-^*)
Possibly RID or TFP characters (if dont feel like doing it i understand)
Pronouns:She/her/hers
My name is Petek and im 15 my height is 1.62. İm a brunette with mid long hair, more than three moles in my face and medium brown eyes. My skin is medium so i wear dark colors (i mostly wear black jeans with red or other darke colored hoodies )
İ'm very emotional and happy and also shy person , if theres a fight near me, i cant skip the 4D movie im my school🤣 i love pets so much (escpesialy cockatiels🥹)
Most of the time im a silent person and don't care about anybody if they teas me .i mostly listen to music al the time .i'm very friendly,a little flirty and sometimes serius person .i'm half Bulgarian 🇧🇬 and half Turkish 🇹🇷
Sideswipe Matchup
You moved to Crown city because your parents had work here. You had no trouble making friends despite your shyness. Your best friend was Russel Clay. Every time you’d ask to go to his home and hang out, he would make some excuse. Eventually you got fed up and went to his house, a box of cookies in your hands.
You immediately froze when you saw a huge red robot creeping around. “What the hell?” You spoke aloud. The robot froze, trying to say he was a mecha with the city for city improvement.
“Yeah bud, I’m not that dumb.” You deadpanned. “Is Russel here?”
“Uh, yeah.” He didn’t know what to do. “I’m Sideswipe.”
That was how your friendship began. You were often invited to the scrapyard to hang out with them and you just clicked with Sideswipe. Despite Bumblebee’s protests, he would often take you to fights with Decepticons.
Sideswipe would always protect you, but he wanted to show off how strong he was. He’d often get carried away showing off and proceed to get pummeled by whatever Decepticon he was battling. .
One day you were taken hostage by Steeljaw- Bumblebee told him to calm down but Sideswipe was already speeding away from the Scrapyard. When he found Steeljaw, he transformed and went to hit him.
“Ah ah…. Careful, I’d hate to squish this little human.” Steeljaw grinned. “Now… I have some terms for her release. I want-”
Unfortunately for Steeljaw, Sideswipe is all action and no talk when it comes to his best friend. He punched Steeljaw square in his jaw and snatched you away right as the other Autobots arrived on the scene. They went to fight the Decepticons while Sideswipe drove you back to the scrapyard. He had learned a valuable lesson about not putting you in danger.
“Are you hurt?” He asked you, holding you in his servo and pushing you around with his digit to check for injuries. You began laughing as he tickled you accidentally.
“S-s-stop! Can’t…breathe!” You laughed. Sideswipe worried he was hurting you until he realized what was really happening.
“Really? Like when I do…this?” He poked your side with a devious grin. He tickled you for a while until you went limp from laughing.
After the sweet moment happened, a slight frown appeared on his face. He began to wonder what would have happened if something went wrong and you got hurt. You knew that look and poked his hand.
“Hey, I”m okay. No injuries, except my ears from listening to Steeljaw yap.” You joked. He smiled a bit, but he didn’t cheer up until you pestered him for an hour.
Much to your protests, he never took you to anything that may be dangerous. You were his friend, and he realized you mattered to him more than showing off.
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What are your fave scenes in s3? ☺️
im so glad u asked anon .. ive been waiting to find an excuse to talk abt this. ….
ep2: ok so in ep2 i’m sooooo obsessed with the tiny scene where simon puts his head on wille’s shoulder like a little dog or something. there’s just something sooo innocent and wholesome about it. but then there’s also wille and august’s fight and oh my god. the way wille almost killed him just because he said a few words to his bf… like calm down but also i support u. then again I actually have found myself kinda rooting for august this season so… kinda yikes too. and oh my god wait wait i have to talk about simon’s new song. FIRST OF FUCKING ALL THE REFERENCE TO REVOLUTION BY ELIAS (which im coincidentally listening to right now)??? AND THEN ALSO HIS LITTLE CHUCKLE WHEN HE GETS THR POSITIVE COMMENTS (which are absolutely deserved. it needs to be on Spotify right now) THAT SCENE. I LOVE SIMON. BUT THEN AGAIN NOT EVEN THR BEST PART BECAUSE I INOW IT WS SAD BUT WHEN WILLE CALLED SIMON TELLING HIM HE NEEDED TO DELETE THR VIDEO HIS LITTLE OKAY… !!//&&
ep3: for ep3 firstly the pre-camp scene when wille picks up simon. the “big boy”. IM CRYING. and the hammock scene …….. ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh. but oh my god do not even get me fuckinf started on the rave scene. that one frame of wilmon. roshella and frederika’s jealousy (ok personally i am not a stella nor frederika fan. the way they treat Felice is an absolute no but still that scene killed me). BUT ALSO WILMON’s TENT FIGHT??? I MEAN LIKE. THE SHUSHING. WILLE REFERENCINF SIMON SELLIG TO AUGUST. ABSOLUTELY. FOUL. ok but the one that really did it for me was simon and linda comfort scene. i cried during that scene. i love love love linda and simon so much no one will get it.
ep4: wilmon flirting during the inspection. no further notes . anyways sara and her dad bonding driving singing scene. I didn’t include most of sara’s scenes in my favourite scenes but oh my god can I just say sara, august, and micke this season I loved their stories sos so much. and the singing while driving scene. it hurt me. because as much as I hate to admit it micke reminds me of my own dad (and wille. wille this season. when I watched some of his scenes I got fully afraid). so yeah that’s really important to me!! ok anyway there is also the baking scene. no further notes on this one too. OK BUT THE HALLWAY MAKEOUT I SCREAMED. WHAT. I really really really need edvin and omar’s commentary on this one.
ep4: not many fave scenes in this one but my favourite scene in this ep was probably the one after simon’s home was broke into and wille runs to him and embraces him in a hug. no kissing, no sneaky flirting (as much as I love those things) just pure warmth and love and care. I loved it.
ep5: actually ep5 Broke me but since young royals is just so amazing I still managed to have favourite scenes in this one. first is the music room fight. yes yes I know it was terrible but it was terrible and I loved it. I just really loved the intensity here and it was such a huge contrast from the previous seasons too because tbh s1 and s2 to me were mostly like wille being obsessed with simon and simon being an amazing confident assertive boyfriend. but this season…. this scene… it changed. wille’s angry so much and it’s like simon is just trying his best. he’s sacrificed some of his own feelings to care for wille’s (not saying he didn’t do that previous seasons) it was biggggg. ALSO THE MORNING HAPPY BIRTHDAY. I LOVE YOU WILMON. oh OH OH AND THEN AUGUST GIVING SAFA THE LETTER. like I said previously i actually am kind of rooting for august this season and sara I love her screen time so much she’s such an interesting character. so the combo of this … it was crazy. and I honestly really enjoyed the way sara just hugged august it made me smile very hard but ngl the kiss was abit too much for me. i think that was like…not good of them to do. last but not least wilmon birthday fight. can i just say. the whole cast in that scene were amazing. you know the famous fallen angel painting. that was how amazing edvin’s acting was. it was so so intense. and simon/omar .. i respect them so much in that scene. anyways we’re not gonna talk abt the bed scene because that doesn’t exist in my little head anymore :)
okay that was it i believe. both waiting for and watching the last episode will probably include a lot of crying. but u know it is what it is!! we rock this shit right!! i love young royals with my whole heart and to the anon that sent me this ask im so so sorry for dumping all this on u but thank u for letting me talk :3 n to anyone else who saw this if u read even one paragraph of this i love you
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HI BLUE!!!! im here with some silly plotting thats been driving me up a wall but i love it and its so very soft to me. i love these guys. little world building things. zam making jam in his spare time because its a long process that can be relatively hands off but is also very rewarding...
- Vitalasy sits down in the chair beside where Zam had been, idly fiddling with his comm
- "Do you know where Subz is?" Vi asks, and it confuses Zam for a moment, since he could've just messaged Subz, but he answers earnestly
- "He said he had something he wanted to take care of, it might've been something to do with the villagers?"
- Vitalasy just hums and turns off his comm, no longer focusing on whatever was going on in chat and instead just idly looking around the kitchen
- "I guess it can wait until later then - What're you doing up this early?"
- "Couldn't sleep, so I was out watching the sunrise, but now... I dunno. I need to find something to do until I crash, I guess?" Zam sighs, leaning on the counter near Vi, the smell of coffee isn't his favorite one, but he doesn't mind it as much these days
- "Make yourself some tea, then? That should help, unless there's something weighing on you?"
- That startles him out of the quiet calm as he denies anything being on his mind, though the raven he saw earlier is a figure that he isn't sure is going to leave his thoughts until he sees it again - he remembers hearing once that they're a bad omen
- "No, no! Nothing on my mind, just -" He pauses, tapping on the brooch with his nail to indicate what he's talking about, "- a lot to get used to, you know? I mean, this is so... Different to Team Awesome."
- He hates bringing up his old team, but its unavoidable if he's going to be honest - and he promised himself he'd be honest about how he felt and what he thinks, he isn't going to fall into that same spiral all over again
- "You have all the time in the world to figure it out." Vitalasy says, and it really sounds like he means it, even if Zam isn't fully sure he believes that
- But, the coffee is done by now, and he doesn't want it to get cold, so he pulls out two mugs from the cupboard and sets his mind to pouring out an even amount for the both of them, leaving enough headroom to stir in sugar and milk, handing Vitalasy his cup before going back and cutting a small piece of bread for himself, finding the single remaining jar of the sweetberry jam he made a while ago buried in the back of the cabinet and deciding to put some on the bread
- He can hear Vitalasy gawk, and knows now who it was thats gone through the majority of it, and that puts a smile on his face
there's something so soft about it despite the slight tension between them... zam's so anxious but trying to find the right way to weasel his way out of talking about it while vitalasy isn't even trying to get that much info out of him.. ovufbnjmkd
ALSO i would send my usual "i listened to this while writing" but i genuinely just put on an animal crossing music thing that plays the songs hourly
soooo instead you get the initial spark song for this fic <3
^ criminally underrated... only like 1k monthly listeners on spotify!!
OGHH the like… hesitant affection… biting biting. even with tension between them they r still fucking soft i love this so much. u put so much detail into ur outlines i could never lmao i just wing it. i put in so much detail and headcanons and world building i love it
also this song is so good HELLO
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Hi there! I ADORE YOUR WORK. Can you maybe write a fic that’s hurt/comfort? Pearl calming Marina down from a panic attack. It would be super comforting to me ^u^
bro i cant believe this ask came in bc i was literally just thinking about a situation like this in the shower (who doesn't imagine fanfics while taking a shower) so tada here we go with pearlina <3 and thank u so much im so glad u like my stuff!!!! sorry it took a while to get it out!!
[cw, description of intense panic attack, PTSD symptoms]
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Marina didn't know what happened, one minute she was watching a new movie with her girlfriend and cuddling on the couch, the next she was hyperventilating and sobbing. Curled up in a ball on herself, her knees were folded up to her chest and her arms wrapped around them with a death grip, her nails were starting to dig into her skin but she couldn't feel it.
Pearl was just as confused, but she knew the octoling got like this sometimes, a symptom of her PTSD which they talked about before. The moment she realized Marina spiraling, she did her best to comfort her and try to prevent a full panic attack but her flashbacks were too intense. She sat with her girlfriend, trying to talk to her and get her to come back into reality, away from the torture her mind was subjecting her to.
"Rina, you're safe, you're here with me in Inkopolis, you're home. It's alright baby, please come back to me... please Marina," she pleaded in her gentlest tone, the one she only used for times like this.
Marina gasped in between sobs, trying to catch her breath but it only made her feel like she couldn't breathe at all, furthering her panic. The only sounds she could make were short syllables caught in her breath, completely incomprehensible. Pearl reached out and grabbed one of Marina's hands, leading it away from where she had been clawing herself by accident. She placed it on her chest where the octoling could feel her heartbeat and the movement of her body.
"Here, focus on me, kay? Feel me and match me, follow my rhythm, you're great at doin' that. Feel how I breathe like this, really slow and steady, just in... and out. In... and out." She demonstrated taking large, deep breaths through her nose and slowly exhaling. "Your turn now, just try it with me, in... and out."
Marina did her best to focus on Pearl, seeing the small inkling's body and feeling her heartbeat while she was breathing distracted her from the current pain she was in. She was still hiccuping, but she managed to take a somewhat normal breath in and exhale it quickly. Then again a second time, she tried following her girlfriend, but her body's involuntary reaction was making it hard. She didn't have control, everything was out of her control and she couldn't do anything-
"Pearlie- can't... I can't breathe Pearlie, I-"
"I know sweetheart, I know. You can do it, just look at me, just focus on my face and my movement and my voice, look in my eyes and see how many colors you find. Look at my skin and every single pore and mole I have, hear all the things I say and the sound of me moving on the couch, hear the fan cooling the house and the music playing,” she looked into her girlfriend’s eyes, desperately wanting the tears to clear from them. She didn’t know what else she could do to help, she hated feeling so useless like this.
The octoling’s eyes darted from Pearl’s eyes to her face to her lips, she saw the gold and yellow and brown in her eyes. She saw the delicate swirls of color blend together outside her pupil and she traced the outline of Pearl’s eye markings with her gaze. Her skin was pale and clear, but Marina still counted every tiny freckle she could find no matter how insignificant it was.
She could hear Pearl guiding the same breathing exercise she began earlier, and she hadn’t noticed that she had been following along with the rise and fall of the inkling’s chest. When did she stop gasping and start breathing? She listened in to the faint sound of the air conditioner buzzing throughout the house, a sound she mostly tuned out on a daily basis seemed so helpful now. The bluetooth speaker was connected to Pearl’s phone, playing a quiet piano melody of the Calamari Inkantation.
For the first time since her panic began, Marina unclenched her hand and stretched out her fingers, gaining feeling back in them again. Her arms felt like they were vibrating, she could hardly feel any of her body earlier, but now at least the uncomfortable feeling of her arms being “asleep” was providing some sensation. She closed her eyes for a moment to fully take in the calming energy Pearl had created for her, breathing in the Inkantation melody like it was a lifeline. It always had been for her, for many people who heard it when they were at their lowest.
“You’re okay Rina, I got you.” Pearl said softly, reaching out to bring her girlfriend into her arms.
“Pearl,” Marina whispered as she fell into the embrace, wrapping her arms around the inkling’s small frame. She could feel the softness of Pearl’s sweatshirt on her skin, the tingling in her arms was fading much more now and she couldn’t get enough of the texture she could feel again.
Her face was still damp, but her tears weren’t falling anymore. Her breath still shook upon each deep inhale but she didn’t feel restricted or unable to breathe like she had before.
Pearl squeezed her tight, playing with her long brown and teal tentacles idly, “You’re safe, baby. You’re always safe with me, I’ll protect you from anything.”
Marina could only nod in confirmation, her voice too weak for her to speak without it failing her. Pearl didn’t need the words though, the two of them always had an understanding of what was left unsaid through their body language. It was okay that she couldn’t voice the words right now, the inkling knew them anyway.
“I love you so much,” she sighed and rubbed the octoling’s back comfortingly. It had gotten late, the movie they were watching had ended and the house was fairly quiet now. She felt like she could fall asleep right there on the couch, holding her girlfriend tight and chasing away any bad memories or nightmares that may try to haunt her.
Marina felt herself relaxing, after an emotional outburst like that she was exhausted. Her mind and body both were shutting down for the night, but it didn’t stop her from tracing her finger on Pearl’s chest in the shape of a heart - her way of responding, “I love you too.”
#splatoon#splatoon fic#splatoon fanfic#splatoon drabble#splatoon ask#splatoon 2#off the hook#pearlina#pearl houzuki#marina ida#pearl x marina#marina splatoon#pearl splatoon#oth#oth splatoon#tw panic attack
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HOBI IS WORKING WITH JCOLE I REPEAT HOBI IS WORKING WITH JCOLE AHHHHH
Our boys are really industry heavyweights at this point, aren’t they BPP???? They really just out here casually collabing with their favorite artists growing up like Hobi just dropped the news that he collabed with The J.Cole the day before his single drops 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 Am I wrong to think that they really earned these artists respect for them to even think to collab with them????Like I doubt J.Cole needs Hobi/BTS clout lmao and even Erykah Badu came out to do a song with Namjoon and I’m convinced Chris Martin is in love with Jin atp lmao like atp I’m convinced that RIHANNA X RAPLINE OR BEYONCE X JIMIN ISNT A FARFETCHED DREAM OF US DELULUS LIKE ITS NOT AN IMPOSSIBILITY BUT A REAL POSSIBILTY NOW
IM SO PROUD AND I LOVE THIS FOR THEM YOU GO BOYS
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Ask 2: OMG I LOVE THAT TEASER MELODY!!!!!!! I think Imma love that song!! I'm so excited (and sad. AND WITH JCOLE HIS INSPIRATION OMMMMGGGGG I'm so happy. I'm SO giddy. lol I'm really glad to have this music. I needed them cuz I'm doing a competition on release day. I was feeling anxious. If it's going to be blue side esque, I'll just listen to this nonstop to calm myself down. Also Jimin Tiffany?? He looks fantastic. I hope there's ads, I'll go to the shops just to see him (I HATE both usually lol)
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Ask 3: BPPPPPPPPP I'M CRYING THIS SONG IS EVERYTHING EVERYTTHING I LOVE HIM WITH ALL MY HEART
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Ask 4: Jermaine Lamarr Cole respects Jung Hoseok and made a song with him fuck I'm gone. Bpp, how you feeling?
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Hi Anon(s),
I don't even know where to begin.
I just wrote possibly what is my most effusively adoring Jimin post and maybe it's also the lack of sleep making me slightly delirious but I nearly burst into tears just now trying to reply to you talking about Hobi. Because y'all, my emotions are completely fried right now. Hobi has completely wrecked and destabilized me with On The Street. Part of the reason I'm here is because of how happy I feel, and it is 100% the result of his music, that song in particular, and what it confirms to me for the umpeenth time about who Hoseok is.
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Y'all, I'm so happy for him. Like I'm sitting on my couch, wig off, feet up, running my hands down my face every two seconds through my hair clutching my fro to ground myself while On The Street plays on surround sound.
Everything about On The Street is perfect. I'll write an actual review once I've calmed down but Jesus it's so fucking good.
J Cole is an artist notorious for pulling no punches and being real with the music he makes and who he makes it with. Like Jermaine is one of a handful of rappers that Kendrick gives full cred to. I've been fighting the urge to scream since this song dropped like y'all have no idea how incredible, how legendary this collaboration is precisely because of the sort of artist both J Cole and J-hope are, and I can only imagine how Hobi feels right now.
All the guys are meeting their heroes and rather than it being an unpleasant experience, they've all developed so much as artists already that their first collaborations with their heroes is mutually satisfying and underpinned by mutual respect.
Everything about this song is so beautiful and I hope you're able to enjoy listening to it very often.
#Hobi#Jhope#on the street#and yes Jimin snagging that Tiffany collab is way overdue#Who in BTS wears jewelry more than jimin?#no one#bts
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KIDGE SUMMER EVENT
Day 3 : road trip
Characters: Pidge/Katie holt, Keith Kogane, Hunk Garret, Lance Mcclain, Takashi/Shiro Shirogane, Coran Hieronymus Wimbleton Smythe
Pairing: pidge and keith : kidge
post season 8/ canon AU
tw: language
A/N: I wrote that one a long time ago and my english was pretty bad back then so im very sorry if some sentences seem weird ... Also, I know that how I wrote it looks like the fanfiction I wrote for the second day of the event but it's not on purpose lol. anyways, enjoy :)
(other a/n at the end)
-HAAAA , GLAD SUMMER FINALY ARRIVED !! PLUS , We finaly get to spend time together !
Lance said taking his suitcase in the van that the paladin's had borrowed for a road tripe .
-sure lance.... shiro is there air conditioning in the van ??... it's so hot in here ...
-yes hunk ... guys !! does every one packed their stufs in the van ??
Everyone noded .
-well , for us to not have any problems in the road , I made a plan of who is sitting next to who :
first , I'll be driving t'ill it's 6pm , so until 6pm , hunk will be next to me in the front place because he is capable of vomiting while im driving .. ever since only the front windows can be fully oppened , Hunk will have to stay on the front...
behind , keith , you'll be on the right sit and Lance in the left .
-HA NO SHIRO !! why did you had to put mullet next to me ?!
Lance frowned .
-don't worry , pidge will be in the middle . Ever since she is the smallest and also because if you two start fighting , she'll kill you both .. can I count on you Pidge ?
-I guess....
-good . Then , coran , you'll have the back place just for you . You'll be driving all night so , we need you to rest .
-Why does Coran get the best place ?! that's unfaire !
-Im the oldest ! if I sleep , all day , I need to be confortable .
-Alright , everyone , in the van , let's not get late .
everyone sighed and headed to the van .
They sat and the van engin started making noise .
-Keith , if you start annoying me , I'll use my special attack.
-You're the one annoying me... just don't talk to me ok ?
-first :keith . You don't want to see his special attack ever since it's a fart . One time , he killed a bug with his fart .. secondly , if you two fight , I'll rip your ass off . Understood ?
Pidge interupted not get her eyes off her nintendo .
The two guys sighed .
-What are you playing by the way ?
Lance asked pidge sidly looking at pidge . ( He was mad that he couldn't keep going on the argument .)
-Well . I am playing pokemon .
-Why did I even ask .. Can I try ?
Pidge thought a moment . If she let lance play with her nintendo , she is sure to not here them fight all day .
-Sure.
She handed her nintendo to Lance .
Pidge sighed and took her heaphones on to listen to some music . She closed her eyes to think .
"great . I can't even rest my head anywhere . I hate being in the middle seat."
She frowned while thinking which keith noticed.
-Something wrong ?
He asked her.
-Pff . Just hate the middle seat . It feels so unconfortable .
keith looked at her a moment.
- Well.. You can rest yourself on me . I don't mind .
- Are you sure ?
-Yeah.
-Thanks.
Pidge immediatly rested her head against keith's shoulder and closed her eyes . This time , not to think , but to enjoy the moment . She never realy huged Keith so this simple contact made her happy .
After a moment , she was on her mind when she felt something different . keith's arm was now behind her , pulling her closer .
She could feel her face getting warm and red .
HO MY GOSHH !? WHY DO I BLUSH ?! Calm down Katie ! it's only Keith ! my dearest and hotest frie-
Shit.
Ok think through .
he is my friend , it is friendly . keith would never like a girl like me .. calm down now. just enjoy.
She pretend to sleep and then burried her head under his arm .
What she didn't knew was that keith was also blushing hard and biting his tong .
He didn't knew why tho .. was it because of her ?..
The night was slowly falling . Lance was still playing with pidge's nintendo , Hunk was talking with shiro and coran was sleeping in the back seats. As for Pidge and Keith , they haden't mooved . Exept that now , Pidge was more tucked onto keith's arms. keith, him , was looking out of the window . all he was thinking about was her and how cute she was looking .
When the sun was compleatly down , they stoped in a parking for coran to drive the night .
In the same time , some people changed sits :
Hunk went where Coran was at first and Lance joined him saying that he didn't wanted to sleep next to the love birds . Shiro took Hunks's place .
Keith and Pidge had now more space. Pidge could go seat in Lance's seat but keith's chest felt way better . It felt so warm and safe .
She was starting to fall asleep and when she finaly was asleep , keith placed her compleatly on his chest . He laid his legs on the seats and now , Keith was half laid with pidge above him . He pated her head and smiled at her cutenes .
-Is pidge asleep ?
shiro asked .
-I guess.
Keith answered .
-ho ok , you can put her on the seat there if she bothers you . Also , for everyone , there are blankets in the back . Lance , can you grab them please ?
Shiro continued .
Lance proceed to do what shiro asked him for .
-Im good , she is not bothering , no worries .
Lance turned to keith with the blankets . He had a grin on his face .
-Woooo~ you like that when she is above you , am I right ?~ Shiro , I told you those two are litteral love birds .
-Shut the fuck up Lance .
Keith said puting a hand on Pidge's ear to not wake her up.
-You guys stop . You two are saying non aproprieted stufs right now . You are sure adultes now but being adult doesn't mean swearing and saying sexual stufs all the time . This is litteraly not the right time . Now grab a blanket and rest , we'll have a long journey before arriving to our first spot..
Both Keith and Lance stayed quiet . Lance got back in his sit and droped two blankets at keith . Keith putted it on pidge and cuddled her a moment .
She sure was the cuddliest thing he EVER hugged . And Keith did huged Arusians back then . He could say ; Pidge's hugs were worthing 1000000 Arusians hugs.
He fell asleep with his arms wraped around her .
In the next morning, the both woke up with a flash light... Two flash lights... They opened their eyes to find Shiro that was taking pictures of the both cuddling and sleeping, Pidge's face nestled under Keith's chin and Keith holding her close to him with his arms wrapped around her.
When they saw it, They both blushed a mess. Pidge was now arguing with Shiro about the pictures.
Even if the morning was a mess, they have to admit:
That was the best sleep they had in a lifetime .
(I have to clarify that even if I did Lance annoying in a few fanfics, I love him <3 )
#kidge summer event#voltron#kidge#pidge#voltron pidge#keith#voltron legendary defender#pidge and keith#voltron kidge#keith and pidge#keith voltron
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ok in an effort to not just always be complaining on tumblr 247 here is a list of Good AND Bad things..
GOOD:
have succulent plant named cassandra (<- reason to leave bed at least long enough to open blinds and let sunlight in, thus making me happier)
discovering so much good music lately
bought tix to two events im really excited about
have another tub of cookie dough in the fridge
got a 98% on a paper
no longer have a crush on my friend but still have heart racing feeling mixed with being close friends that makes me happy
v day is coming up and im writing my friends little notes
BAD:
i literally never want to leave bed in the morning and am probably having a depressive episode... lmfao.......
either im lactose intolerant or my body hates me but i was in extraordinary pain for the last like five hours So not sure about that
i am fucking insane about one of my friends in a way that calms down sometimes and then gets really bad and i think today is like not my day in terms of that
Way too busy and nobody to talk to about this (<- therapy tomorrow but is not excited for therapy)
So life has good moments but it is miserable sludge. i mostly just desire to keep cassandra the succulent alive Listen to more jessie reyez & try not to be hated. Lol
#long post#i was trying to go to my friends room bc i thought ppl were There#but i walked past a nearby study room in which he was calling someone and we made dead eye contact#and then i proceeded to not enter his room bc i was mostly looking for him#So i like. kind of went back to my room in an alternate path and then was like haha can i. Hang out in the other friend room#but apparently they are studying which is what i needed to be doing but like now i also texted this other friend#So it does appear like i am desperate and overly reliant on him. and usually when hes on the phone that is a bad sign#SO LIKE whatever. Explodes into five hundred pieces#ITS FINE its fine. its not as bad as it was the beginning of sem but still. The Sludge#today was the first day this week where i woke up not wanting to kill myself though which is genhuinely so good#YIPPEEEE
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Cheer up mission
this is a tickle fic so if you dont like to read these things this is not for you,
fandom:marvel characters: Carol danvers and teen!reader summary: The reader is in a bad mood and Carol is here to change it, and to find the reader’s laugh.
and thank you @lee4wandamaximoff for helping me with the finish touches!
When you were 15 you were rescued from the red room by Yelena and Nat.
you had no family or friends to go live with so they took you to the avengers campus,after a couple of months you become an avenger and went on missions with the other avengers, while being an avenger Carol took you under her wing and she was training with you and spent time with you. She was like a big sister to you,the one that you never had.
you didnt really show your emotions and you didnt laugh or smile when you were with the team,beacuse the red room taught you the emotions are a weakness.
It's been a year at the campus and you become 16 in less than a month, but you didnt really want to celebrate your birthday because it was the day that you went into the red room. you hated your birthday. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
only the thought about the red room and what you have been trough made you depressed,and in a bad mood.
later that day you and Carol started a practice and you were still in a bad mood, she noticed it and finished the practice earlier than usual.
you went up to your room,took a cold shower and changed into shorts and a large shirt. you jumped on your bed and scrolled on your phone and listened to music when you suddenly heard a knock on your door.
“Who is it?” you asked, and a familiar voice answered you, “its me y/n can i come in?” Carol asked and poked her head inside your room. she sat down on the side of the bed and you said “please tell me you wont give me one of you speeches about me opening up to people or something like that'' Carol only giggled under her breath and said “no i'm not going to give you a speech, i'm just hear to check on you” “what's going on?” she asked softly and you looked down on your phone out of shame because it was the first time you thought about opening up to someone about your past.
It took you a couple of seconds before you started to talk, “you know about my past in the red room, how i got seperated from my family and all of that happened on my birthday when i was 10 and im still kinda traumatized about all of that” you laughed awkwardly because you didn't want Carol to see you like that. “I'm so sorry that you've been through all of that…” Carol said and hugged you while you started to sob quietly on her shoulder.
she tried to calm you down by rubbing your back and she accidentally brushed her hand on your side and you yelp, “omg are you okay?! Did I hurt you?” she asked “n-no i'm fine you didnt hurt me” you answered praying she didnt think about doing this again because you were SUPER ticklish.
Carol only looked at you with a smirk on her face and asked you “are you ticklish y/n?” “what!? me!? n-no im not ticklish” you said while backing up and then you hit the wall that your bed was next to you, you had nowhere to run or hide.
“So why are you backing up?” Carol said while getting closer to you, “you dont want to do it Carol! I can hit and you know I can!” you said while trying to stop her from getting closer to you, Carol gasped with a smile on her face and she jumped and tackled you to the bed. “it for your own good y/n and now i can finally hear your laugh” she said while sitting at your waist wiggling her fingers towards your sides,when she finally touched your sides you yelped and put your hands on your mouth. “please dont do this! dont you da—” you were cut off when she started spidering your sides up and down, you held your breath and closed your eyes.
and then she saw that the side tickling didnt made you laugh so she went down for your hips, and boy, you were so close to burst into laughter. you gigled under your breath and Carol teased “i know you want to laugh, let it all out” then she did the one thing you didn't want her to do: go for your ribs, your worst spot.
your hand were still on your mouth when she touched you ribs, you arched your back and squirmed so hard that you almost got Carol of of you, “wow you really dont want me to tickle you there, is it that bad?” she asked while her hands were resting on your ribs. “yehehehes please dont tickle mehehe there” you said trying to figure a way out she saw you eyes movement and said “oh darling you dont have a way out of this, you need to lau-” she was cut in the middle when a pillow that you threw at her hit her face, “oh now you are so done!” she said with the biggest smile and threw the pillow on you face and shake her hand to your ribs
“HAHAHAHAAHAHA CAROL DOHOHOHONT” you said while Carol was laughing at you squirmed and laughed so hard she never saw you like that she kept tickling you ribs and you screamed and laughed like you never did, she then dug her hands into your armpits so you just took the pillow that she threw on you and you covered your face so that she can't see your smile, “why are you covering your face? i want to see your smile and hear your laugh” she said with a teasing voice and took away the pillow from your face and you were blushing madly.
“PLEAEAEASE STOHOHOHOHP!!” you screamed,Then she went down to your thighs and you let out a scream and you started to laugh so hard, “CAHAHAROL I CAHAHAHNT TAKE IT HAHAHA” you screamed “okay okay i'll give you a break” and lightly kept tickling you tummy.
“sooooo do you want to watch a movie or i can keep tickling you for a little while” she said while getting off of your waist.
it took you a minute to answer her because you were catching your breath.
“A MOVIE! i choose the first option!,and please dont tell everyone they would end me” you said while hugging her. in the middle of the movie you poked Carol side and she flinched and giggled, so you asked her, “are YOU ticklish Carol?”
TO BE CONTINUE
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Hiii. first of all I wish you all the best from here, it really pains me to know what happened there,I hope you're alright and don't worry answer when you can it's totally fine. So, I'm an Aries, moon in Leo sun in Aries. I'm an Infj. I'm a reserved person, but open with my peers with who I feel confident. Right now I'm struggling to find my place in the world, and to understand what to do with my life. I have my up and downs yes, but most of the time I try to stay calm and not get aggressive on people. I tend to have anger issues but not severe ones. Im the eldest daughter so you can already figure out that I have an awful relationship with family and expecially with my mother. I'm not interested I'm marriage, nor in having kids. And yes I'm bi, and I love being feminine and masculine at the same time. I love drawing, listening to music and collecting antiquated objects. I'm also very interested in spirituality and astrology. I hate standards, narrow-minded people and useless conflicts. If I had to pick my favourite movies I'd choose girl interrupted, lost in translation and portrait of a lady on fire (I really do recommend you to watch them, they're fenomenal), and my confort show it's ATLA. Speaking of music I listen to all kind of generes but rap, raggeton and trap. My favourite artist is by far Amy Lee from Evanescence, she accompanied me trough my middle school years, and I have a huge crush on her. I'd also include Mazzy Star, Jessie jo stark and of course Lana del Rey. While my favourite writers are Virginia Wolf and Sylvia Plath. I'd like to ask you to pair me with someone from BSD please.
Thank you for your good wishes and empathy dear (ɔ˘ ³(ˆ‿ˆc) It can be really hard to hear such words at this time...
And please don't worry about things with your family, even if it ends up with or without your family <3 I understand you very well and I'm always here to talk, I hope you find your place in the world, but remember that sometimes we may not find it even until middle age, well it's better than nothing, right! <3 ALSO THANKS FOR YOUR RECOMMENDS!
I match you with... (っ＾▿＾)💨
OSAMU DAZAI!
Dazai falls in love with anyone who are both masculine and feminine. Change my mind. By the way, I think Aries and Gemini will get along very well with their fullness of life and energy, so Dazai will definitely be happy. I think I don't need to explain the relationship of INFJ and ENTP I MEAN-
Most people say Dazai is a playboy and will cheat even if he falls in love. I disagree. The man literally says "something or someone that will keep me alive", after finding that person, let alone cheating, he might even kill himself for them, I really think that if he finds that person, he will be someone like you because Dazai doesn't have a reason to live but a person to show what to live. He needs someone to show him. And I think you're perfect for that. <3 After Dazai found you, he would learn that life is not built for certain things to live, but to be happy with beauty of people's, minds, things and discovery by living and experiencing.
He is overly respectful of your ideas of marriage and children because he thinks the same. I think it's mostly because he doesn't break the reaffirmation of his own life with his children or a commitment that will last forever. Surprisingly respectful (": <3 By the way, his absolute favorite thing to live and do with you is philosophical conversations. This guy sits down and takes notes on your conversations, I'm not kidding.
I think the main problem in your relationship is that you both have problems with yourselfs. His nonchalantness, your anger, and the pride that you two have of tickling each other. These are usually tempered by love, not romantic love for each other, while this can sometimes lead to serious breakouts. If you can both admit your follies and work it out with a sweet talk, there should be no problem! <3
Most of your relationship is about doing and talking about the things you want to live and talk about your whole life :3 Dazai definitely likes your upright stance and determination, which makes it easy to find strength in himself. When he's with you I think he always say, "Sometimes you can't be a good person, but with the thought of being a good person, you can become a good person." in his head. You, on the other hand, love Dazai's baboons and the way he always smiles and supports you PURRFECT!
Finally, some of the moments I dream about for the two of you: Shaking your feet on top of a building at sunrise, trying the craziest things imaginable, writing a poem as you get sad and angry and reading it to each other for take it off from your chest, and finally, snuggling under blankets during an island vacation while talking about anything. <3
NOT ME SIMPING FOR YOU Hope you'll like it <3
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