#normal kids who are loud cant be heard like this..

[luna0713hunter]

hi can you do shanks x reader where he gets jealous when he sees the reader and a crewmate get close? with a fluffy ending please 💞

(i've never requested anything before so sorry if it doesnt make sense)

Author's note : hello darling!how are you doing? Happy Halloween!!!! I love this request so much cause I'm a huge sucker for jealousy fics lmao!!! (And ofc my dear! it's totally alright!feel free to drop by again!)

I want your eyes,only on me

Shanks x reader

Warnings : jealous Shanks,swearing,drinking,some thoughts about insecurities,age gap relationship,maybe slightly suggestive?, sprinkle of angst,and ofc,FLUFF and happy ending

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When the cold liquid slides down Shanks' throat,he wonders if the booze is more bitter or the sight of you.

On normal occasions,or basically on daily basis,the mere sight of you is enough to make his heart swell and a warm smile bloom on his face. But right now,as he watches you laugh and giggle at a joke that the newest member of his crew had just made,the youngest member beside you,he cant help but to wonder if he can drink until he blacks out completely.

Its not the first time he's done that after all.

Shanks downs the last of his drink while throwing his head back,and clenches his teeth from the bitterness that burns his throat,and sets his now empty glass on the table with a loud BANG.

Its honestly a surprise how the glass hadn't shattered yet.

Just as he's about to complain about the lack of whiskey on his table, someone slides right beside him and pours him his comfort drink.

Shanks barely raises his head,already knowing who has come to his rescue.

"planning to black out,Cap?"

"Fuck off, Yasopp."

The red hair pirate's eyebrow twitches when Yasopp lets out his booming laughter. He drinks his entire glass in one go and squeezes his eyes shut.

That was some heavy alcohol. He would surely regret it tomorrow,but for now,its his only salvation.

"what's gotten you in such a good mood,Shanks? I'm actually worried you might overdose if you keep going like that."

Shanks doesnt turn his head away from you,but slides his empty glass toward Yasopp, silently asking for more.

His new member of the crew smiles gently at your giggling form,and offers you a sweet drink while whispering something in your ear.

Shanks feels his single arm shake as he raises the glass to his oddly dry lips and this time,takes a single sip.

He wonders when he's became so weak and soft.

But he always liked you as his only weakness. He loved to be soft for you.

"he's so young. It doesnt help that he's good kid too."

"hold on," Yasopp raises his eyebrow and drinks his own drink;his expression turning confused slightly as he eyes Shanks,you,and then his new crewmate, "are you talking about the new kid?"

"perhaps."

"what about him?"

"dont tell me you havent seen him flirting with y/n all night long. Just look how close they are." He lets out a bitter laugh,and tries to wet his lips with his even more bitter tongue. The taste disgusts him.

"they're almost the same age. I wouldn't be surprised if y/n left for him."

When Yasopp pulls the glass out of his hand,he swears he's ready to raise hell.

"ok, that's enough booze for you."

"are you asking for a fight?you know i can kick your ass,drunk or not."

Yasopp shakes his head and puts the glass far away from his reach. Shanks groans and throws his head back.

"i get that you think he's interested in y/n. But you're obviously way too drunk if you think he has such a power."

"huh?"

"to steal y/n from you,you idiot."

"i swear I'm gonna kick your as-"

"hey,are you overdoing it again?"

And if Shanks still had his glass with him,he would've smashed it on Yasopp's smug face when he heard your voice.

"actually,he is. Would you mind looking after him?"

He groans and throws his arm over his eyes, wondering if he could ask someone to help him get to the ship.

He assumes your answer was positive;since suddenly he can feel your warmth right by his side and a heavy silence falling over the both you.

And when you reach out to brush his bangs out of his face,he turns his head slightly.

"already done with your new friend?"

He watches from the corner of his eyes how your pretty lips pull down,and a small frown settles on your beautiful face.

Gods, he's such an idiot.

But he cant help it. He cant help the bitter and ugly feeling rising in his chest when he sees you talking to someone younger than him. Someone better,more handsome. Someone more close to your age. Someone he's sure you'll be more happy and comfortable with. And he swears he trusts you with all his heart,but he cant blame you if some day you up and left;when one day that actually happens.

He wouldn't stay for him too.

"Shanks, what're you talking about?"

"its nothing," he swallows and he blames it on his alcohol consumed mind, "you should go and have fun. Dont mind me."

And he expects you to do as he says. He expects you to stump away from him;to never look back and finally realizing that you're far more happy without him.

But gods above, he's such a fool.

Instead of hearing you walk away,he feels your warm, gentle hands prying his arm away from his face. With one hand,you caress the back of his rough one,and with the other,you trace his stumbles.

"Babe," your voice is so soft,that it has him swallowing around the lump in his throat, "talk to me,please?"

And how can he ever say no to you?

"i saw...how you enjoyed spending time with the new kid," he clears his throat and closes his eyes when you caress his scarred face, "i dont blame you. No one does. He's a good kid; brilliant, handsome,younger than me-"

"Ok,hold on a sec," you suddenly interrupt him;your voice bewildered as you watch him open his eyes and staring at you questioningly, "you think I'm going to leave you for him, because he's younger than you?"

Shanks blinks.

"yes?"

When you huff,Shanks opens his mouth to defend himself but you beat him to it. You rest the palm of your hands on his cheeks and pull his face closer;making sure to whisper each word against his lips.

"I thought you knew,how much i love our age gap,Cap."

Shanks' eyes draw to your lips,and when you whisper your next words teasingly,he swears he becomes drunk on your breath alone.

"i wouldn't leave you for the world;not even for the One Piece. Never forget that,Daddy."

And at that,Shanks dives for your lips.

The kiss is hungry, unlike any other kiss the two of you had shared in public. Shanks' lips taste like whiskey,a drink you've never liked,but you dont complain about it.

Just having your captain in your arms is more than enough for you.

When the kiss becomes more inappropriate for public eyes,you push slightly at Shanks' chest and giggle when you see him pout.

The red hair captain,one of the most powerful pirates in the seven seas, pouting because you refuse to kiss him more in public.

"babe, we're in public. Save that for when we get to the ship,alright?"

Shanks' groans,and to your surprise, suddenly lays down until his head is in your lap. You thread your fingers through his red locks,and giggle when he nuzzles in you further.

"dont get close to that kid,or I'm throwing him off the ship."

"for your information,he was telling me how much of a great couple you and i make,and that he looks up to you so much."

"..."

You laugh loudly and Shanks' buries his head more in your lap.

"no more word about this. You have to take care of me tomorrow too."

"i always take care of your hangovers,you big baby."

And when you press your lips to his forehead, Shanks seems to finally calm down.

"i love you."

And Shanks know it's a promise you'll never break,not in a billion years.

Not even when you're offered the One Piece on a golden plate.

#one piece live action x reader #one piece x reader #opla shanks x reader #shanks x reader #opla shanks #opla x reader

[starrystevie]

it’s a horribly normal sunday afternoon when everything changes between steve and eddie.

they’re in eddie’s van, windows down and hair flying, rays of a new spring sun warming their winter chilled skin as their arms dangle outside the open windows. some band that steve is sure he’s never heard of is playing loudly though the speakers and eddie looks over at steve with a grin.

the sun gives him a halo like it belongs there, the wind in his curls breaking up the beams to make it look like he’s flying, like hermes or apollo or some other greek god steve cant name while he’s enraptured with the view. eddie's smile crooks up, something mischievous, and he reaches down to grab a tape out of his collection.

“you know what we need?” eddie asks and steve holds his tongue to stop from saying something stupid like 'you'.

the music changes and it’s familiar and loud and, oh no. the crooning first notes of 'somebody to love' cuts into his heart in a way he never expected queen to. he feels like he’s bleeding out, watching eddie’s smile shift and change, playful and wide, and it breaks him. his face crumbles and morphs into something mean, trying to protect the remnants of his guard from crumbling along with it like ancient remains.

"turn that shit off." and steve’s always been a bit of a bitch, eager to fight with bared teeth and bleeding knuckles, but it's never been towards eddie. eddie with his halo of sun and eyes full of warmth and that smile that makes steve feel like he can fly. "now."

eddie scrambles. his hand darts out and fiddles with the volume knob, his smile cracking along the edges and getting soft and worried and steve is made only of anger, boiling over in a tirade. he keeps talking, barely processing what he's saying, but he sees it hurt eddie and that feels right and so fucking wrong all at the same time.

"who told you," he seethes out, hisses through his teeth like a goddamn snake. "it's all just a rumor so don't think for one second that it's true-''

the only person steve has even told is robin, one drunken night with their friends jack and captain morgan, secrets spilling out from them faster than they can make a new drink. he let it slip that he likes queen, relates to queen, and robin cocked her head in that sickeningly endearing way she does, cartoon lightbulb clicking on above her head.

"steve," she whispered, hand reaching out to cover his knee. it was a moment of surprising sobriety when their eyes met and steve felt something click into place for him, too.

"it's okay to be like freddie, right?" his voice was soft, broken and strained, watery smile covering up what little vulnerability he had left.

they danced until sunrise with queen blasting through the way too extravagant speaker system in the living room, screaming lyrics about not wanting to be born at all and asking for someone to find them somebody. they fell into a pile all breathless and dizzy and the relief that flooded steve's system was enough that he could drift into a deep sleep for the first time in a long time.

but now that memory feels tainted, destroyed, because he only told robin and that means she must have told eddie about being like freddie because no one else knew and he thought that robin was the one person he could trust but that seems not real anymore but it's robin and that is the only person who has stuck around but now there's eddie in the back of his mind grinning and that bleeds into him laughing which bleeds into him laughing at steve, turning on a song to let him know he's laughing at him for being like freddie, for being wrong, being wrong, being wrong-

"steve..."

"-it's not even true, anyone can like queen without being a fucking queer, you know? plenty of people like them and are happily married with their 2.5 kids and a goddamn picket fence-"

steve's still ranting when eddie pulls to the side of the road, gravel crunching under the tires, eyes soft and careful as they look over steve. his face feels hot and pinched with his vision blurred from unshed tears that he'll be damned to let fall. his hands are flying around aimlessly in the air as he spits out lie after lie, watching eddie sit and take it unflinchingly.

"steve," he says after a minute of listening, a gentle hand on his knee that steve wants to throw off of him, eager for something tangible to destroy. "stop for a second, please."

he wishes he could but his brain won't let him, so he pauses for a second and catches his breath before starting again and ignoring the way eddie rolls his eyes in disappointment. he rants and he vents and hurls harsh word after word until he can see that eddie's had enough. he wants to keep going, yelling until his throat is as raw as his heart feels, but there are arms wrapping around him and holding him intact so he doesn't fall apart all over the floormats.

"you're okay," steve registers what eddie's saying after a beat or two. he's whispering low into his ear in a repetitive mantra, over and over and over. "you're okay, it's okay. breathe."

it's only after they're both breathing normally that he pulls away.

"what was that about," eddie asks, and it's not accusatory but steve can't help but shy away from the easy way he's looking at him. the tears he had been so good about holding back fall down his cheeks, disloyal soldiers admitting defeat.

"i just-," he breathes out as he keeps his eyes trained to the gear shift. "i thought you knew something about... me."

he hears eddie sigh and steve latches onto it like it's a ray of sun in and of itself. "i know a lot of things about you, steve."

"yeah, but you can't know this one. not yet"

there's fingers tangling into his own and they feel nothing like nancy's or robin's or tracy's or melissa's or heather's and he relishes the calluses that bump into his own. steve doesn't want to look up, he can't look up, but he's a vine and eddie's the sun and he has to face him like it's his life's purpose to do so.

the halo is back around eddie's head again when he finally looks.

"i can wait, if you want me to."

#surprise i'm back from my vacay with angsty steve even though i most definitely should be catching up on my work #i can't be blamed or this it's solely because i listened to somebody to love yesterday #steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #steddie ficlet #steddie drabble #steddie headcanon #my writing #steddie angst #internalized queerphobia

[munsster]

may i gently request MORE kat-stratford-esque reader with an enemies to lovers with billy, please?

10 things i hate about billy hargrove headcanons

A/N: ur so right anon. the urge to word vomit all about grungy, stubborn billy and his grungy, stubborn s/o

Pairing: Billy Hargrove x Fem!Reader, 10 Things I Hate About You AU

Warnings: 10 things i hate about you au, two assholes in love, enemies to lovers, fluff, hurt(?)/comfort, established relationship, arguing, cursing (cuz i cant control myself around expletives), minor slut-shaming

the story the headcanons

before the whole ‘being bribed’ ordeal, you two knew each other

well, knew of each other

you both had reputations and you were both pretty good at upholding them

you heard the buzz about the new guy from california and his nice ass and his loud music

and he heard about the chick who used to be a popular girl (and a slut, he heard) and then became a loner

so yeah you both had your fortified walls and your differences and your social norms to keep track of

however,,,,,

you’re both also smart enough to know the other is bullshitting immediately after actually having a conversation

he couldn’t wrap his head around why you isolated yourself

after all, you used to be cool (i mean, he heard you got pretty close with harrington more than once. that’s gotta count for something)

and you couldn’t wrap your head around why anyone cares about his ass (no matter how nice it may be)

tldr; the only things you knew about each other came from someone else

also tldr; recipe for disaster

then he’s forced to speak to you and vice versa—yadda yadda—and sure he’s not some jackass stoner and you’re not some shut-in vampire

and maybe he did feel a spark as cliché as that may sound

and maybe he’s not so big and bad, he’s just some new kid

and basically what you’re both thinking is…….. ayo r we aboutta kiss rn 👀

…

NAH im just playin, you fuckin hate each other

HE’S SUCH A JACKASS, ARE YOU KIDDING???

AND YOU’RE SUCH A BITCH. BFFR.

but maybe you’re lonely (you’d never admit it) and maybe he really needs the cash (steve harrington cash cow sugar daddy), so why the hell not

not like it’ll go anywhere.

that would be ridiculous.

👁️🫦👁️

okay so what you like the music he plays when he gives you rides and so what he thinks you’re kinda pretty when you smile and SO WHAT you both have fun when he causes a ruckus over air-hockey at the arcade and you both end up laughing and calling it a tie anyway

it literally doesn’t mean anything

he hates you, and you hate him

yeah….. you hate each other!!!!! duh….

that’s why there’s an awkward silence whenever he glances at your lips for a split second and that’s why you both pull away when your hands brush in the popcorn bucket and that’s why your dates always end with both of you grinning while he watches you duck back through your door

because you HATE each other 😝

honestly, after all is said and done, it’s really silly how nobody saw this happening before

because you’re both definitely smart enough to have connected the dots

but actually, common sense must’ve dipped out the back when you said yes to that first date

oh and all the “so are you two…. are you…???”

“ew gross no, i just….. i’d feel bad saying no, yunno? it’d probably bruise his ego”

and don’t even mention the “have you two…done it?”

“yeah right, i wouldn’t touch her with a ten foot pole if my life depended on it”

so basically everyone’s silently rooting for the two of you

because if they did it out loud, they’d probably get socked. by both of you. at the same time.

wait okay, because now all i’m imagining is how everyone thinks you guys probably duke it out like MONSTERS

like everyone knows your fights are VICIOUS and you’re both definitely like that behind closed doors

except you two are actually laying on the couch, sound asleep with his head on your chest and your hands in his hair

but it’s only because the movie was boring and it’s been a long week, duh, this would never happen under normal circumstances……..

except it happens all the time

like eventually it’s just routine for you two to nap on the couch under the guise of a shitty movie and busy schedules

oh the excuses

its always, but he sucks, and well she’s a bitch

and you both just have to keep coming up with new ones to avoid confrontation with your feelings

*sigh* if only someone hated me enough to cuddle with me and take me mini-golfing and sing me to sleep and braid my hair and make me mixtapes

you just know the final realization is GUTTING

you’re both like: holy fucking shit no i don’t love him/her, i just think he’s/she’s funny and actually really beautiful and nice to be around and makes me feel comfortable and safe and happy for once in my life—holy fucking shit i guess i love him/her

and then it’s all super awkward and dodgy and you both make excuses not to hang out but also when you don’t hang out, you both get really miserable and upset and unbearable

like everyone knows the days you two aren’t talking because you’re both nightmares

speaking of talking: you two talk about each other so much, people have to ask you to shut up. please.

the first time you meet max, she’s like “oh, i’ve heard so much about you. like literally. so much.”

and you’re both like 😳

and billy just drags you away from her before she can say anything else

bonus: once you and max get closer, all you two do is snicker and yap about how billy sucks (lovingly) and how boys suck in general and how max should just ask lucas out

you’re definitely her long lost older sister

seriously, billy has to pry you away from max if he wants to hang out with you

you’re inseparable

it’s obnoxious

and max starts a counter for every time billy references you (in a negative or positive way)

and before he’s even asked you out on a second date, the counter is up to fifty

……. okay now don’t even get me started on the actual relationship

like how you guys would be Lovers

with a capital L

all that hate would turn into love slowly but so, so surely

it confuses everyone, but it’s also really cute.

and gross.

the PDA 🙄 😍

there is no stopping you two

it’s too late, you’re a power couple, sorry

you going to all of his games and practices (you read the whole time, but it’s the thought that counts)

and him taking you to concerts (even though he doesn’t really like your favorite band. it’s still your favorite. and you’re his favorite)

yeah…..

masterlist

#billy hargrove x you #billy hargove x reader #billy stranger things #billy hargrove x fem!reader #billy hargrove headcanons #headcanons #stranger things #x reader #stranger things x y/n #stranger things x reader #fluff #x fem!reader #billy hargrove #enemies to lovers #10 things i hate about you

[vixensbrainrotts]

In another time — Shinichiro Sano

Content: Imagine

Warnings: mentioned accidents, rather derogatory language (from Shinichiro’s point of view) towards a homeless man

Tropes: non-canon content, non-canon Shinichiro

Summary: an alternate universe in which Shinichiro didnt choose his fate, but rather it was forced upon him

Vixen’s two cents: I love Shinichiro. I cant handle him not being there, this is my coping mechanism. Sorry if this is a little odd to read this isnt my normal writing style, i wanted to try something new. If you like this and want to see more, please let me know! Also remember that my requests are always open so if you have an idea, please tell me about it, id love to write it! Enjoy

„Stop Messing with your IV.“ Shinichiro grunts form his chair at the man occupying the hospital bed in front of him. The man on the bed does not respond, only continues to finger the IV insert in the crook of his elbow. Shinichiro sighs, shifting front in the uncomfortable chair and rests his arms on his knees.

The silence in the room was loud. It hung in the air like the stench of the dead. The light was the typical sterile hospital-blue, and the floors were the signature awkward speckled white and blue that every other hospital had.

The window to Shinichiro‘s right would have shown your average hospital park, with your average hospital park paths which weaved around your average hospital park trees and average hospital park ponds.

But none of that could be seen. It was dark; it was late; and most importantly, it was cold. Way too cold to be sitting in front of a homeless man who wouldn’t leave alone his IV. Out of the reflection of the dark window Shinichiro could see the man; the old, wrinkly, rancid lump of a life that he had most literally ran into earlier that day.

„The IV itches.“, it spoke. Shinichiro turned his head to look at him, an almost offended scowl on his face: „So what? You leave that damn thing or or else. I didn‘t drag you in here half alive just for you to die.“ The thing on the bed met Shinichiro‘s eyes and stared. Cold, hard, lifeless beads of black pierced his own eyes, and the air felt electric all of a sudden.

The clock that hung on the wall was the only source of noise, its everlasting ticking marking the endless spiral of time. Shinichiro counted the seconds he heard: three, four but he was sure to already have missed some: eight, nine, ten nevertheless he kept counting: fourteen, fifteen just to see for how long he could endure the daggers thrown his way: twenty-one, twenty-two. Some time around one-seventeen, one-eighteen his eyes started watering, and he gave in, blinking away the tears that had formed.

He heaved another sigh, once again shifting in the chair, this time slouching back and throwing his head over the edge of the backrest. “How are you even alive anymore?“ He grunted at the man, the angle at which he sat making the sound almost guttural. „In general I mean.“ Shinichiro knew the man was homeless; the clothes, the skin , the smell, it all accumulated to the one conclusion. Based on what he saw and sensed however, he could not fathom how the husk of a man sitting on the bed had managed to sustain himself in the first place.

“I’m cursed.” It grumbled back at him. And Shinichiro almost rolled his eyes, “Right.” A lunatic then. he thought, running another hand across his face, contemplating that it would have been better to run the loony over completely. “Cursed.” His voice was flat and unimpressed as it replied to the shrivel in the Hospital bed.

Another silence insued, but this time it was Shinichiro who was staring the man down with a you’ve gotta be kidding me expression. The man was avoiding his eyes, instead choosing to flit his gaze from one ceiling tile to the next. Shin counts the ticks again, and this time he could feel his blood pressure rising. He gets to around fourty-four, fourty-five before the homeless man spoke again.

“I can travel back in time.” Shinichiro didnt know what he was expecting, but this wasnt it.

“What.” It felt like the blood is his body froze, whether it was with rage or with confusion he didn’t know.

“I was naive when i accepted the curse, and now look! Im here. Ive tried to go back and fix it all so often, but it just wont work. I cant do this anymore. I dont want to. I’ve failed and now it’s all over.” The man keeps talking, his already rough voice now thinning into a whispered shout, his voice straining under the sudden stress as he fell into a hysterical spiral, rocking his body back and forth on the bed, his arms coming up to hug himself.

The monitors beside the bed beeped, and nurses came rushing in, flooding the room with a flurry of noise and movement, but Shinichiro remained sitting on the chair, staring down the stranger. Only when one of the male nurses asked him to please leave the room does he get up and remove himself from the room. Shinichiro cast one last look over his shoulder when he stood in the hallway to see the man being lifted onto a separate bed, and be wheeled out behind him into another direction, the nurse squad accompanying him running in perfect coordination.

Shinichiro stood there for a while, and he thinks he might have been offered a seat by a lingering nurse, but he wasnt quite sure. There were no ticks to count, so he didn’t know how long he was standing there. Too long probably. Numbly, Shin made his way down the average hospital stairwell and through the average hospital reception before exiting the average hospital doors, the click that shut the door finally easing his mind.

His breath billowed up in front of him, the clouds of condensation rising slowly, wafting through the cold, crisp air before dissipating completely. His ears picked up on the noise surrounding him- the distant beeping of cars, the solemn crow of a bird in the distance, and most notably, the rain. It was raining now. How strange, he could have sworn it was a clear sky when he looked out the window earlier.

Shinichiro blinks a few times, the piercing cold making his eyes uncomfortably dry as he makes his way down the concrete stairs and towards his bike. It takes him a while to understand that he might have killed that man tonight.

#tokyo revengers #shinichiro sano #tr shinichiro #tokyo revengers shinichiro #shinichiro #tokrev shinichiro #tokyo manji revengers #black dragon #first gen black dragon #tokyo rev #tokyo rev x reader #shinichiro x reader #tokyo revengers x reader #x reader #tokyo rev x you #tokrev #tr content

[r0tt3n-corpse]

(Could u make the reader female?) Could you like make a story about dib being a nerdy guy who was considered the weird kid in hi-skool and reader is like one of the popular kids. Dib is friends with reader brother. he goes over to his friends house but then realizes that his friend is the brother of the reader, and now he becomes best friends with the readers' brother and he cant believe believe that he's at the house of the popular girl. But then he somehow got left alone with the reader in the kitchen, and they flirt with each other. Maybe have a kiss? 👀💓✨️ Thank you 🫶

Here have this ice cream! :3 🍦

I love this request! Sorry if it’s a little out of character (and long 💀)

Fandom: Invader Zim

Warnings: None!

Popular female reader x Dib Membrane

Y/n sat up straighter in her spot at the lunch table as she and her friends all spoke about the latest drama. The lunch room was loud, it always was, and Y/n and her friends didn’t particularly help. It wasn’t like it was her fault that she got louder when excited, this was the only period she had with some of her friends!

“Y/n!” A familiar voice called, and Y/n turned to see non other than M/n (M/n just means male name btw, for the people who might not have brothers). Y/n excused herself to her friends and stood up, walking to where M/n was sitting with his own friends.

“Y/n, dude, the lunch lady was totally eyeing your table. You gotta be more quiet before you get a lunch detention.” M/n half joked as Y/n made herself comfortable in the lunch seat table next to him. Y/n rolled her eyes. It was true, though. The teachers had been handing out detentions like candy ever since some new school rule was placed.

“I’m not worried. Besides, what’s one lunch detention? You’ve had, like, five actual ones.” Y/n shot back with a laugh, M/n dismissing the comment with a shake of his head.

A black haired boy sat down across from M/n, startling Y/n slightly. The boy adjusted his glasses as he lifted his head, seeming to notice Y/n. There was a noticeably awkward pause as the boy and her made eye contact. He was familiar. Someone she’d passed in the hall? A classmate? It was hard to remember where exactly she’d seen that face. Y/n could feel her face heating up, this was wayyy too awkward for her taste. Y/n quickly turned back to M/n, her words jumbled as she said something about seeing him when she got home before speed walking back to her normal table.

Time skip to at home lol

M/n busted into the house, tossing his bag to the ground near the door before walking up to where Y/n was seated contently on the couch.

“I got Dib coming over. Don’t make it awkward like you did at lunch.” M/n said, hands on his hips as he looked down at Y/n.

“Dib? Really? That was the kids name?” Y/n teased, chuckling before quickly adding, “I guess it’s better than M/n.” M/n frowned, grabbed his bag off the floor, and walked over the front window to wait for his friend.

Y/n wasn’t sure how long it took until someone rung the doorbell, she had truthfully forgotten someone was coming over. M/n had fled to his room a while ago, lying that he was going to clean it. Y/n lifted her head and looked back at M/n’s bedroom door. He must’ve not heard the door. She scoffed and got up off the couch, dragging herself to the front door.

Opening the door, it felt like Y/n was back at the lunch room again. Those big, widened eyes staring at her like she was some kind of alien. The boy, Dib as M/n had called him, seemed to shrink down slightly in her presence. She did the opposite, and straightened up.

“Hello! M/n’s in his room. I’ll get you something to drink.” Y/n said, making some type on excuse to get away from Dib and get her thoughts in order. Dib blinked and nodded along with her words, stepping inside and closing the front door before awkwardly following her to the kitchen. Y/n shoved her hand to the back of the fridge and felt around for a juice box she was sure she had hidden there. Sure enough, it seemed M/n hadn’t found it, and she pulled it out. She stared at the juice in her hand momentarily. No way she was going to give this loser the juice she’d been saving, what was she doing?

With reluctance, Y/n shut the fridge and slid the juice box across the counter in Dib’s direction. He took it with a muttered thanks. Truly a waste of a good juice.

Getting a better look at him, Dib didn’t look half bad. Y/n played with the hem on her shirt. He was cute. She’d admit it. Maybe not willingly, but nonetheless. His hair looked healthy for a teenage boy’s and framed his face nicely, and although he looked like a nerd with those glasses of his, he managed to look handsome too. He was the type of boy Y/n’s friends either picked on or wanted for their first kiss. First kiss. Most of Y/n’s friends had theirs by now. Y/n hadn’t, and by the looks of Dib, neither had he.

“I didn’t know you were friends with M/n.” Y/n said, mostly trying to fill in the silence as she waited for M/n to come and take away his friend. Truthfully, Y/n hadn’t even known Dib existed before today. Dib nodded slightly, putting the now empty juice box back on the counter.

“Uh, yeah. We met online and found out we went to the same high school and then… well, now we hang out.” He explained, adjusting his glasses. Y/n nodded to let him know she was paying attention. She wasn’t actually, but he didn’t need to know that. Y/n noticed Dib’s pale face beginning to redden at the same she realized she’d been staring.

“What’s wrong? Pretty girls make you nervous?” Y/n teased, giggling slightly. Ah, it felt nice to playfully tease someone again, all that awkwardness was starting to get to Y/n.

“Something like that..” Dib said, shifting slightly in his stance. Okay, now it just felt like flirting. Wait, was Y/n actually flirting?? She tried not to get too excited, but the thought of her getting her first kiss was heavy on her mind.

“Well maybe you should come here, I’m sure I look better up close.” Y/n said, taking a step towards Dib’s eyes widened slightly as if he was trying to figure out if she was serious. He slowly came closer. It was hard to tell whether or not he was actually as tall as Y/n, or if that was just him having bad posture. Either way, both Dib and Y/n were blushing at the close proximity.

Both Y/n and Dib were startled as they heard a door opening. Bad timing was typical for M/n. Dib turned slightly towards the noise and Y/n contemplated kissing him on the cheek, but then quickly decided that might be weird and stepped back. M/n entered the kitchen and saw Dib first, still blushing and frozen from the short lived moment. Y/n stepped around him and waved slightly to Dib from behind M/n’s back as she headed to her own room. Seemed her first kiss would have to wait.

(I’m pretty bad at writing people flirting but I also think it fits that they’re kinda awkward since they’re in high school)

#dib x reader #dib membrane #dib might be out of character #character x reader #x reader #x female reader #female reader #poplar reader #invader zim dib #invader zim #fluff #I love subtly making fun of my favorite characters when I write stuff with them in it #awkward #certified yapper #writing #fanfic

[topgunruinedme]

Daggers Daycare||o.3

Synopsis: Maverick finds himself in a situation he cant explain. The daggers are unavailable, and he finds himself in need of help from his old crew. Of cause this wasn't the reunion they expected.

“Did you kidnap an orphanage Mav?”

Warning: age regression (they get turned into children), slight whump mostly fluff, slight swearing, homophobia and 5 idiots with no knowledge on kids caring for some.

Word Count: 1.7k

Read on Ao3

Previous Chapters: Chapter||o.1, Chapter||o.2.

Next Chapter: Chapter||o.4.

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When Ice stepped back into the room after taking a few moments after his call to breathe. He found the others sitting on the couch kind of just watching the kids.

Maverick seemed to have left at some point during that time. His spot on the couch was abandoned but he could be heard making some noise in another room of the house. 

Slider turned to look at him as he entered, the small downturn of his lips displayed his concern, “You all good Ice?”. 

They both knew not to get into it here, Ice nodded sharply. “Work call” he explained, slipping the phone into his pocket already creating a plan on what to do with the children in the week he had free. 

Mentally he started to write out a list. There were a lot of things that would need to be done. 

1. Get equipment, anything kids would need to survive. 

2. Get means to transport the kids to a safer environment. 

3. Feed children and get them to sleep before a possible doctor visit. 

4. He wasn't quite sure what number four was yet.

Wood looked at them all before snorting slightly, Wolf nudged him, raising an eyebrow.

“How did he get us all here?” Wood asked confused, gesturing at the different attire they were all wearing. 

Which was understandable. Ice was still in his work uniform, Slider looked like he was just climbing out of bed in sweats and an old ‘Who’s” band t-shirt. While Wood and Wolf looked like they were getting ready for something, dressed in jeans and t-shirts. 

“I’m only here because I was promised free booze” Slider admitted, he shrugged with a sheepish smile. 

“I was promised an orgy” Wolf shrugged, not at all ashamed to admit it. The flush on Wood’s face deepened. 

“Same!” Wood agreed almost far too quickly and energetically. 

Ice narrowed his eyes; there was definitely something between those two. There had been something back at Top Gun too but he had never caught the two together. Wood was beaming at Wolf with a soft smile as Wolf grinned at him raising an eyebrow.

They turned to him, Ice gave them an unimpressed look. “I got a 911 text” he shrugged.

Slider hummed “That would do it” he nodded as if assuring himself. Ice wasn't sure if he was meant to feel offended or not. Was he that predictable? He didn't always jump to fix Mavericks' problems, did he? 

It had been terrifying to be sitting at his desk getting ready for a meeting only to see the message waiting for him on his phone. 

Maverick: 911.

He had of course called off the rest of his meetings in a “family emergency” that had Doris, his secretary of 5 years, just grinned. She knew the drill by now. Everyone did. 

Family emergency translated to “Maverick’s done something stupid and I’ll be out of office to fix it before he ends the world”. 

He had rushed straight from the office. Ice would normally scold Maverick for using the 911 message prematurely in the wrong situation. 

“No Maverick, running out of tissues when you're sick is not a 911 worthy emergency”, but looking around him he found it oddly fitting. At least he couldn’t fault the man for that. 

The room was loud; the sound of the other children running around, shrieking. Bradley was laying in a pile that consisted of Payback and Fanboy, laying on top of them as he rested. Occasionally giggling when one of the boys would reach out and tickle him. 

Phoenix seemed content on trying to help the glasses bearing younger boy, that Ice could only assume was Bob stacking the cards. Carefully picking them up and placing them in a pile, he wasn't entirely sure what they intended to do with them but he wasn't concerned as long as they were busy. 

Keeping one eye out on the kids while the adults talked to each other quietly, attempting to give Maverick some time by himself to collect himself. 

Ice caught his eyes drifting back over to the two boys in the corner again. He frowned softly, they hadn’t moved. The blond boy sat in the corner, he was watching him tilting his head as the other boy cuddled up to his side looking at them all with distrust. 

They were being so defensive compared to the rest of the children, his eyes shifting to the photo frame on the table of the daggers. 

It must have been just after the mission, Hangman was grinning his chin resting on Bob’s head who was smiling softly in the man's embrace. Coyote had his arm wrapped around Hangman’s shoulder and Phoenix was smiling softly at the camera. 

As predicted Maverick stood beaming in front of them all smaller than the rest with Bradley’s hand on his shoulder. The boy was smiling down at him instead of the camera.  Fanboy and Payback were on their toes on the back of the group doing their best to give most of the group bunny ears with their grinning faces framed over their teammates shoulders. 

Maverick looked happy. 

His eyes slid back over to the two boys, Hangman and Coyote then. It had to be, the two men were close as brothers. He remembered reading a ‘do not separate’ order in Seresin’s file months ago. He doubted even in this mindset that Coyote would let anyone near the younger man. 

His head turned at the sound of someone walking up to him, the soft click of each step was familiar. Too familiar, Maverick’s boots clicked from an old broken buckle that he refused to get fixed. 

He remembered the day at the dinner when Bradley was still young, maybe 10 at the time. He had been bored and snuck under the table, content to play with his uncles shoes. It had been fine until the boy pulled on the buckle and broke it. Maverick had reassured Carol it was fine and an easy fix, but the man never did. 

Maverick was looking at him with a small smile on his face, “Hondo took that photo”. He stepped forward, his fingers brushing the frame. Ice watched him silently. 

The man was clearly remembering something fond, there was a slight happiness in his expression as he looked at it. Something Ice hadn’t seen since Bradley left, leaving his wingman shattered on his doorstep so riddled riddled in depression so deep ice hand’t been sure he could fix him. 

He hadn't. He didn't fix him. He simply gave him a reason to live, reminded him that if he left Bradley wouldn’t have anyone. 

“We need to organize something,  they can't stay here Mav”. He hated having to ruin the Maverick’s moment. It sounded weird calling him Mav again, not Maverick, Not Mitchell. Mav. 

Mavericks' smile faded but he nodded sadly, “I know” he said quietly. 

Ice winced he hadn't intended to insinuate anything let alone remind Maverick of how his last attempt of raising a child had ended up. 

He cleared his throat, Slider raised an eyebrow at him nudging Wolf and Wood to pay attention. 

“We’ll move them then”,  he really hated this idea but they didn't have any other options, “My house should be big enough for the time being to care for them and have the space for us to crash”.

He saw Wood frown slightly at his wording; he ignored it, “Wood, you and Maverick will stay here to supervise the kids. Do a head count and for heaven sakes write it down, you’re both hopeless with numbers”.

His attention shifted to Slider and Wolf, “Slider, go dig that mini van of yours out of storage. Wolf you're with me, we need to get some car seats. Because they’re sure as hell are not staying the night here”. 

Hollywood slapped Maverick on the shoulder with a sharp grin, “See what did I tell you, Ice has everything under control”. 

Dear god. If this went wrong it would solely be his fault, it would impact his career and his alone. He really hoped he was doing the right thing. 

“What are you waiting for” he asked impatiently when no one moved, “Go, we're losing daylight!”.

Slider sent him a playful look before disappearing, he could hear the sound of a car starting. Wood rolled his eyes stepping towards the kids “Alright you little munchkins. Who wants uncle Wood?”.

Wolf laid a hand on his shoulder, “Are you alright Tom?” he asked quietly. He was looking at him intently trying to find something, an illness, exhaustion, anything he could possibly be hiding. 

“I’m good Wolfie” he shot the man a tired crooked smirk, running his hand through his hair. 

“Busy week” he sighed walking down the hallway with the man by his side silently waiting for him to continue. “This really is the worst week for this to happen” he admitted, unlocking his car letting Wolf slip in after him.

Wolf's hand slid over to grab his, preventing him from starting the car, “We're here for you if you need us Ice, you know that right?”. 

He knew he was talking about their distance. His distance from the group, Ice tore his gaze away from Wolf’s lightly tugging his hand out of the man's grasp, starting the car with a soft purr. 

“I know” he said quietly, they could deal with it later. They had far more pressing things than his mental health. 

He heard Wolf sigh before the man pulled his seatbelt across his body clipping it in, wordlessly Ice copied the man. Putting the car in neutral as they followed the gravel driveway down around the bend onto the main road. 

They could deal with it later, they had to. Because Ice wasn't sure how much further he could go without his boys. 

Wolf's infectious smile, Slider’s gruff laugh and rude jokes that often left everyone howling. 

Wood’s hugs that made you that little bit less homesick and made all your worry disappear. Maverick. His wingman, who had left him in a nest of bogeys. 

Iceman had been homesick for many years, it was about time he came home. 

#top gun fanfiction #top gun imagine #top gun fandom #top gun maverick #top gun 1986 #top gun headcanons #jake hangman seresin #pete maverick mitchell #topgun #natasha pheonix trace #bradly rooster bradshaw #robert bob floyd #mickey fanboy garcia #reuben payback fitch #tom iceman kazansky #ron slider kerner #rick hollywood neven #lenard wolfman wolfe #deaging #de aging

[the-comfort-den]

hey! can i get submas bitties?

Emmet: They can control their volume slightly better Ingo bitties and are super expressive! You can always tell what they're feeling and they can always tell what their Ingo is feeling! They can get bored a little easy so they can get into trouble quiet a bit! They cant read other people but they can read their brother like a book! And he can still be just as loud as his brother(they may be small but they can still be heard over train whistles like Ingos-), they like joltic pokebitties a lot and will happily keep way to many around lol, they cant read social cues for shit and can be seen as 'pushy' or seems to talk 'out of turn', but tbh he and Ingo talk over each other and don’t give a fuck so they kinda don’t care, if they interrupted something important they figure you'll just repeat yourself/continue where you left off, though he does try to people please, they are super eccentric and can be dramatic in the 'gay theater kid' kinda way,

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Ingo: They are loud and cant really control it, they cant control their volume at all, and when they try they're still either super loud or barely above a whisper so it's better to just not adopt an Emmet and Ingo pair if you cant handle his volume, they also cant really emote well and have horrible resting bitch face and will always speak their mind, though they're pretty reserved and are near impossible to read say for by their brother, though he can read others and social cues very easily, and they're very observant, and arent afraid to remind their Emmet that while they will always end up talking over each other that doesn’t mean everyone will put up with that, they're so blunt that they're labeled as rude, but if they wanted to be rude they would be- he doesn’t people please like his brother, unless they feel that bad about it, but even then-

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PLA!Ingo: As they don’t have an Emmet, they can be adopted by themselves, they are slightly more expressive than non PLA!Ingos but still don’t have much of a filter like them, though can control their volume! But tend to be a lil quiet so that might just be that lol, they are very found of pokebitties and of course like Bitty!Sneaslers the most, though also really like Hisuian Sneasels but will also happily care for any pokebitty, they also get along well with other PLA bitties(and I mean from the game),

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Kinda a bonuses:

PLA!Emmet: not actually a proper type, but when an Emmet somehow looses their Ingo they will 'turn into' this type, and are often paired with a PLA!Ingo to try to help their issues, since they cant pair them with an Ingo since they will fight the other Emmet over the Ingo in fear of loosing their brother again- They have a lot of mental issues, like depression, anxiety, paranoia, and often have ptsd/cptsd due to the situation as well, and pairing them with a PLA!Ingo, since they wont have an Emmet already with them, can help them settle in and relax a bit! It will also make them not fight another Emmet over an Ingo as long as you don’t try to pair more than one PLA!Emmet with a PLA!Ingo(or PLA!Emmet with a non PLA!Ingo who has an Emmet)

They very much are Rescue types!

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Aand the alternate/other PLA!Ingo: the one where the Ingo looses their Emmet, similarly to PLA!Emmet they have depression, anxiety, and paranoia, and often have ptsd/cptsd due to loosing their brother, and are often paired with PLA!Emmet's as well due to this! They will also fight another Ingo if they're paired with an Emmet and shouldn't attempted to be paired with an Emmet of either kind that already has an Ingo they're paired to,

They are also rescue types unlike the 'normal' PLA!Ingo

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Remember! Emmet and Ingo bitties HAVE to be adopted together or they will fall into a depression! They are paired/bonded already so it would be like separating the non bitty Emmet and Ingo(which would not end well for their mental states)

Also note that the two rescue types will fight to the death with other Emmet/Ingos unless separated!!

(I will also do bitty cards for Pokemon if asked :])

#bittybones #Emmet bitty #Ingo bitty #PLA!Ingo bitty #Emmet #Ingo #PLA!Ingo #bitty info #bitty card

[blakerideruwu]

This was Suppose to Be a Prompt But I got Carried away..

A Year After LBD Was Defeated and Peace was Rewarded To Everyone, The Crew Wanted to Celebrate In The City of Lanterns Because Of Wukong’s idiot Self with the Samadhi Fire, The People Still Celebrated the Bringing of The Ring Every Year. Wukong was Somewhat Still with the crew and He Felt a Lil Alone Near this Time of Year Because He Normally Spent His Years Alone on the Mountain. Though This year He Spent It With People He Cared Bout But he would Never admit It, He Did However Felt like He was Missing Someone..

“Kid, Did u Ever Get to Reach out to Macaque..?”

“I Did!.. But He Said he was Gonna be Busy So He Said Next Year..” Mk Shrugged.

Wukong Frowned at That, ‘What Could He Be Doing thats Stopping him from Being Here.’ He Thought Walking Ahead Of everyone, He Then Got Bumped Into and Losing His Footing Falling backwards, He Let Out a Small Gasp.

“Monkey Ki—!“

He Closed His Eyes Thinking He was Gonna Land on His Butt and Accidentally Push Someone in the Process..

“Watch Where you’re Going Peaches..” A Deep Stern Voice Was Whispered In Wukong’s Ear.

Wukong Lit Up Like a Light, Flushed Dark Red Then Turned Around To See a Dark Figure Holding Him Up From Falling.

“Mac-“

Wukong Got Cut Off by The Sound of Fireworks and The Loud Noises From the Crowd They Were Being Washed Over in Seconds, Sending Him and Macaque Away from the Crew. Macaque Then Held Wukong by the Waist to Keep Him From Falling While They Got Separated From Everyone Else, Wukong Got Flushed By This Action and Sqeaked From the Sudden Physical Contact, Luckily to Him Macaque didnt Hear Him Because of the Fireworks. Wukong Then Flicked his Tail in Embarrassment And Covered His Now dark red Ears, Macaque let Go Of Wukong’s Waist when Everything Calmed Down.

“The Kiddo Said You we’re gonna be Busy..!” Wukong Managed To Get Out.

“I Had To Lie To Surprise you With This—“

Macaque Then Grabbed something from His Pocket Which Made Wukong Confused, He Then Showed Wukong What He Grabbed, Wukong Then Realized What He was Holding. A Scratched Up Jade pendant With a silver Lining that Came with a Shine From the Bright Lights Of the Fireworks.

“I was Looking Through my Stuff and I found this When we First Cour— Anyways I Completely Forgot to Give it Back To you When You Lost It..” Macaque Looked Away, Flicked His Tail In Embarrassment As He Handed the Pendant to Wukong.

“Well I Found it And It Totally didn’t have any value anymore so—“

Macaque then Stopped Talking and Was Confused By the Silence, He Looked Over Seeing Wukong.. With the Brightest Smile He’s Ever See, He Suddenly Shined Like the Sun, Blazing and Beautiful And With the Fireworks In the Back, He Heard Nothing. All He Heard was the Steady Breathing Of His Own Breathing And the Increasing Sound of His Own Heart, He Stared At Wukong Who was Beaming with Life from the Smile, small Tears leaving His Eyes As He Stared at the Pendant. The Sudden Wash Of A Fuzzy Feeling Was Felt in His Cheeks and Chest. He then Forgot Why He was Here and Continued to Stare at The Beautiful Being In front of Him. he Flicked His Tail When He Realized he was staring And Startled himself, Embarrassed from this—

“WELL WHATEVER YOU CAN HAVE IT BACK!”

Macaque Then Disappeared Into the Shadows Before He Could get a Reaction Let Alone a Response. Wukong Paused for a Second then Realized Macaque was Gone.

“He Had It All this Time..”

Wukong Said, feeling the Fuzzy Warm Feeling again Whenever He saw Macaque Which Made his Cheeks Flush In a Dark Red. He Swayed His Tail From the Response of this Feeling, He Missed This Feeling.. He Put the Pendant In His Pocket And Started to Look For The Kid and His Friends. ‘I Still Cant believe Him..’ He Thought as He Put His Hands in his Pockets and Held the Pendant.

Ignore My capitalization It’s weird And I cant Fix it.. (:

#lego monkie kid #lego monkie king #lmk macaque #monkie kid macaque #six eared macaque #shadowpeach #Shadowpeach lover #it’s my First Piece VIA writing lol

[nauticasdatalog]

Therapy with the Bots:

Because i cant afford it and my shifting attemps are only giving me a good sleep schedule...here you go.

“You know, I feel like I’ve never known what it’s like to be loved.” She whispered but his audials heard it loud and clear, making Ratchet turn his helm too quickly for his attempt of being nonchalant.

But the teen standing on the platform beside him, overlooking Emma and Jazz currently teasing each other about where they were going for their date tonight, only laid her head down against her palm with a look so lost on her face that Ratchet had become accustomed to too easily.

“People say you should give what you want to receive. But I’ve seen people give their whole world to someone or something only for it to let them down. I thought having my dream come true of finally being able to meet your team would make me feel at home but I still feel the same. I still feel left out, I still feel…unneeded.” She sighed before tucking a wisp of her bangs behind her ear after it had brushed under her damp eyelashes and gotten caught.

“Kid-”

“I feel like I give all that I can. That I project my feelings as simply as possible but what do I get in return?” She asked before laughing to herself, “I get called a mother. I get, not friend-zoned! But ‘Mothered’ and in some cases that's not bad but when I can’t shake it off that someone I like will only ever see me that way…it hurts. I just want to be normal. Why is how I care for people not normal?” she questioned and Ratchet's frown only grew as he watched her left hand come up to scratch at the bracelet on her other wrist.

“And now we live in a world where people just assume I don’t want to date, or I haven’t figured out who I want to date but they don’t know that I know who I am. I know what I want I just-” she stopped because of the tears beginning to clog up her throat and closed her mouth to try and get rid of it without being too loud about it.

“I just don’t know how to get what I want.” she managed to finish and when she tucked the same piece of hair further back against her scalp, Ratchet took a deep vent before leaning slightly closer to lean against the stairwell structure.

“Before I met Drift, I felt confident in myself. In being alone, in being the only one who understood the things I did, in being an easy name on a schedule but not someone major but just ‘another medic’.” He began to explain and it gained enough of her attention that she softly looked up even with tears welling in her eyes to make contact with him as he spoke to her.

“But then he sauntered into my life and suddenly, I began to become frustrated with myself over things I couldn’t control. I started to want him to see things in me that I hadn’t told him about so that I didn’t have to explain them because I couldn’t. I wanted him to know how I felt about him without the words spoken because I didn’t know how to speak them. Instead, I came off as pushy, ignorant, and probably downright mean when I’d snap at him after a long shift that he had just randomly popped in for during his breaks to chat with me.” He explained and when he saw her small look of concern he smiled down at her and was instantly rewarded with an eyebrow raise in return.

“I’m never going to forget the first time I snapped at him and how he just stood there. Still as a statue until I started to cry. I had hated in that moment how vulnerable I felt. How simple it was for his presence to knock down all of my training and make me cry like a sparkling because I was upset and frustrated. That day I hadn’t felt good enough for my position, for who I wanted to become, and for who I wanted to be for him. Nobody knew the stresses of my job, no one could understand how much pressure I put on myself not to fail because not only was my designation at stake but so were bots' lives. But after he got over his shock, he placed down the cubes in his servos and hugged me. I hadn’t ever shown him any physical affection because I didn’t honestly know how or when to appropriately. I was always so terrified of other bot’s fields because I knew from experience I didn’t like bot’s in mine. But he hugged me, out of the blue and I felt a part of me snap and I was sobbing into his chassis like I had just lost a life.” He expressed with a shake of his helm before turning to gently watch her as she kept her gaze low and towards the red marks now covered by her bracelet.

“I didn’t know how to love but he told me neither did he. When we first bonded and he showed me what it was like to see me break down like that from his point of view, I could feel his spark stuttering in his chassis and the want and the need he had to make me feel better. Because in his glyphs, I -’work so hard to fix others without ever taking a moment to pause and check in on myself’. I let things overwhelm me, I bit my glossa if something bothered me because my opinion wasn’t wanted unless I was giving a possible diagnosis.” When Ratchet stopped again he held out his servo but she hesitated before climbing through the railing and slowly lowering down to sit herself up against his digits.

He slowly laid his thumb down across her lap and he heard her sniffle before rubbing at the underside of her nose for a second before he continued.

“I know what it feels like. To overanalyze everyone else's view of you so that you know what they expect from you. It’s why to me it always felt so easy to walk into my faction because bots expected me to be one thing, a medic. A bot who told you what happened, why it happened, and how to fix it. Not my opinion, not my emotions, not who I had hidden way too deep inside that I thought no one could ever find me.”

“But then Drift had. Without me even knowing it and I still didn’t let it sink in until the darkcycle we bonded.” He said such with a smile big enough that she smiled back while leaning her head against the curve of his digit as the last of her tears dried up on her skin.

“You may feel unseen or buried but have faith that they trust you. That they want to get to know you more the same way you crave to know more about them. You aren’t alone sweetspark. This feeling will pass.” He reassured her with a gentle rub of his thumb against her body and even though the action should have felt wrong, it was the closest form of a hug she felt like she was going to get due to their size difference.

“Thank you Ratchet,”

“You are always welcome youngling.”

#ractchetxdrift #ratchetxreader #comfort #fluff #transformers #writing #i just need to be held by them honestlt

[book-and-cartoons]

A Pair Of World Breakers (Wanda and Peter Parker)

(not a ship just found family idea I had)

disclaimer: I haven't watched DSITMV in awhile or SNWH in awhile so some facts may be off

summery: Wanda appears in NYC and Peter helps her

I leave work another draining day washing dishes and cooking, since I don't have a college to go to anymore I started working for this small business it isn't great and my manager is a bitch but at least it pays the bills for the most part.

I make it to my apartment, I hear the upstairs neighbors screaming and yelling at each other, the walls are cracked and the paint is pealing but at least it has q roof and can keep out most of the cold New York air.

I clime in bed and groan as my head hits the pillow, I roll over to my back and stare up at the ceiling, hearing the yelling still continuing "I did not think this is where I'd be at the stage in life" I mumble.

The next morning I wake up making myself a cup of coffee before my spidery sense kick in, I sigh quickly changing into my suit and stuffing a set of clothes in my back before leaving through the ally fire scape and swinging towards the danger

I expect a robbery or a petty villian but instead i see the scarlet witch or Wanda who looks terrified standing in the middle of traffic of course she doesn't remember who I am but doesn't mean I cant help as spiderman

"Scarlet Witch?" I ask calmly as I land on the ground "who are you?" Her Russian accent has thickend since I last saw her or I could just be here fear

"I'm spiderman a friend to the late iron man do you know where you are?" I ask slowly inching closer, she notices and turns her hands towards me "don't come closer" she states firmly.

I pause my steps, "Wanda, that's your name right?" I say acting like I don't know she nods "Wanda, I can help you but I need you to lower your hands first ok?" I ask

She hesitant, I can tell by the way she tenses looking around her at all the scared people's faces, she relaxs an lowers her hands.

I breath a sigh of relief and careful walk over to the older woman, "let's get you out of the street" I say taking her over to a bench.

It was only a matter of time before the cops show up but I don't know if we can go anywhere so we sit anyway.

"How do you know my name?" She asks "I know a lot about you Wanda, but it doesn't matter how, I do have a question for you though if you'll let me ask" I state

She nods "no offense but aren't you supposed to be dead?" I ask I heard about everything that happened with her trying to find her kids again but how is she alive.

She frowns "I, I didn't die I made the other wizard think I died so I could escape but I've been living back in my home country for the past several months then I wond up in your strange city" she says.

I nod trying to understand everything "why do I feel like I know you? Like under the mask?" She pondered out loud.

I go to say something but I hear sirens, "we've got to go your in a little bit of trouble with the police here, follow me" I say standing up and rushing through the ally ways to where I work, silently groaning because I'm already late for my shift.

"I have to go but I'll have a friend come see you ok? Dont move" I state before sneaking in the back window and changing into my normal clothes and walking to meet Wanda.

"I'm peter, Peter Parker Spiderman's friend" I state walking up to the red head she looks at me before using her magic and changing into her blending in clothes.

"Wanda, so your Spiderman's friend?" She asks I nod "I have a work shift I have to do but you are welcome to sit inside until my shift is over or until spiderman comes back" I said knowing full well the second one wouldnt happen.

She nods and follows me inside sitting at a table by herself, I head to the back thankfully my manager wasn't there so I won't be yelled at.

I put on my apron and get to cooking, I give Wanda a wrong order that I couldn't server before heading back to the kitchen she sits there quietly and confused.

My mind wandered to trying to figure out how she got here with out flying her deliberately.

My shift was long and uneventful thankfully, I close up shop at around 8:00 before heading out to the lobby and sitting across from Wanda.

"Your spiderman" she says plainly I shake my head "no I'm not" I say trying to brush her off "you don't have to lie peter, I can read your mind I'm not as naive as most people" she states.

I sigh, yeah I forgot about that part, "but I still can't forget the feeling of knowing you before" she says

"Your not the only one" I sigh she looks at me confused so I decided to tell her I mean she already knows I'm spiderman might as well.

"Everybody found out that I'm spiderman and it was making my life very difficult so I decided to try to fix it so I asked strange to help me but it back fired badly and instead of everyone just forgeting I'm spiderman everyone forgot peter Parker in general" I say summing up the whole delema

"So you messed with the fabric of space and time?" She asks I nod "yeah that never ends well" she sighs looking out the shop window at the dimly lit street.

"A pair of world breakers" I sigh before laying my head on the table I feel her eyes on me so I sit up and stare at her I small smile crosses her face.

And a mutual silent agreement passed between us, that we were all each other had and that we had both lost everything and nothing at the same time

"I know we don't know each other well peter but we are together in this, I'm still grieving the loss my son's and husband but I'm here for you Peter if you ever need someone" she says

I feels myself relax a little, "and Im still grieving the loss of my aunt and friends as well as tony but I'm here for you too" I say we sit there quietly we both lost our families but maybe we can grieve together and be ok once again….

[I hope this made since just a little headcanons idea I had if for some reason you want a part to let me know]

#Spiderman Tom Holland #wanda maximov #wandavision #wanda maximoff #Wanda maximoff mom #heart to heart #spiderman #scarlet witch #peter parker #amazing spider man #major character death #major character injury #Losing everything #Someone to relate to #found family #Doctor strange into the multiverse #spiderman no way home

[the-firebird69]

I have this all lined up and we're ready to present it to Washington DC that Tommy favino and his have declared independence from the United States of America and are occupying the United States with illegal military bases we're going there today present it off to Garth but we have to do it we get beat up real bad cant just deliver it. So we're going to deliver it there and we're going to speak briefly and Ken is just saying no no no and Garth and the two big guys and Justin they can't do it they won't do it whatever it is no and we're going to take it to the government and we're going to take it to the House of Representatives so our son shows us like the Janitor's closet like one room in the back with Camilla in it or something his mom's laughing and Camilla is laughing it's very loud boy that's rude no Biden is laughing they said they'll hear it we have a lot of points to it when is it our son's being tortured the United States government constantly contradicts what Tommy f is saying and Tommy f is trying to get him to save certain things and they refuse to they need to separate from him, her son says it might result in a coup and it might be who tried to commit the coup in the first place and blame Trump and he says oh no and we say oh yeah that is who it is and mac daddy knows who it is and he's on TV with his big weird looking bag at the Texas school yeah no sunset and you heard it and says that's normally knows it he knows what it's about he says you guys want to present it that's fine it's kind of like working with you he says that's good he had a lot of work here and said where the hell is this cloning the guys cloning like a it's the shifts and they're doing the ships cuz they can't do it in the shadows eventually it's the hospitals got to get me on a kicker 5150 and rescue Bob Brown Jr I almost got Tony us to do it because he gets the the guy Trump to go in the race and up in the UK with the card and I'll take her 5150 sidecar and everyone chases after him and he thinks he ends up in one time Guantanamo Bay prison so we're fighting over it and what you say is very weird you say that Tommy ends up in Guantanamo and that he's not in the movie but he's in the movie much earlier which might be what happened it could be a scenes from when it happened so we're going to go with that now there's a bunch of stuff going on and we need to know about it if I find it actually has smuggled himself on a ship and went back in time I'm going to brain all of you.... So watch out cuz it's just before he was born Wisconsin stupid you know.

Mac daddy says but we're going to head with it they say Jesus Christ which one we doing stupid machine Bob is waiting for you Bob okay I hear this he probably is saying where the hell are you I'll get him and program Trump good that's what he says practically his kid that's not good CA says he's down in the creek go find that Creighton I only have a few days for his ass as a radiated to death we're moving on it

Now that was Mac Daddy and he's going to go get him out of there cuz it brings Trump to the UK and it takes him out of here and no one can stand him and all those idiots go there they go to this race and he must win and everyone thinks he still has power or is his son

Bitol and Goddess Wife

[silenthillbunni]

it just got rlly windy and i just wanna fall asleep to hearing the wind blowing in the trees... but there's this group of kids on my block that are literal devils. they're not children, they're demons from hell. im not usually the kid hating type (i hate their parents), but these kids go beyond what's just being loud annoying kids. these kids are deranged, and there's smth really wrong with them. they make my life a living hell. even if i close my window i still hear them. from early morning to late night. every day. god i honestly from the bottom of my heart just want them gone, i dont care what happens to them, i just want them to disappear and never come back.

#🤢🤢 #they're so horrible #and y'all gotta understand that it takes A LOT !!! A LOT!! to make me feel this much hatred and disgust for children #anyway i know this sounds bad and i promise i dont just walk around and hate children. i dont even hate them they're just so loud #their parents are just worthless and are not fit to be parents but ohmygod these kids are awful #eden rants #i genuinely hate them so much i've never hated anyone this much #normal kids who are loud cant be heard like this.. #just expire... just go away

[dr4cking]

I could request a smut with draco post war, where he and his wife (reader) have tried to have sex but their young children always interrupt them in some way, so they give it to cissy to take care of so they can have privacy. Thank you and only if you feel comfortable writing this request😊😊

Interruption.

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draco malfoy x reader | smut | anon requested.

a/n : hi! thank you for requesting! this one is a really cute idea 😂💞

draco twisted the doorknob entering the house with his sleeping 5 year old son on his hips, the familiar scent tickling his nose as he step into their house, a smile crept up to his face as he sees the mother of his kid busying herself in the kitchen.

“hi dray, he’s asleep?” y/n whispers, walking to her husband, examining their son and she smiles as she sees her son sleeping peacefully resting his head on his father’s shoulder.

“he is, love. i think he got exhausted after playing all day in the park, lemme put this little guy on his bed first okay?” draco said as he kisses her forehead before heading into his son’s bedroom.

draco put scorpius carefully on his bed, pulling the cover up to his small body, he chuckles internally as he watched that scorpius is a spitting image of him. he left a kiss on his forehead as he closed the door quietly then head downstairs going back to his wife.

“hey, how’s your day? i miss you so much, love” draco put his hand around y/n’s waist startling her, he buried his face onto the crook of her neck inhaling his favorite scent making her giggles.

“i miss you too, dray. its been lovely, how about you hmm? did you have fun with our little guy?” y/n said not turning back as she still chopping the carrots.

“we did but he kinda took out all of my energy, you know what that means, right?” draco smirked as he pressed her back closer to his chest, his hands started to groping around her body.

“d-draco scorpius is s-sleeping” y/n said between her moans as her husband pressed her ass against his crotch and rubbing it behind her, she gripped the knife harder.

“then we’ll have to be quiet” he turns her around pushing her back against the table carefully, quickly catching her lips on his, kissing his wife hungrily moaning instantly into the kiss. she broke the kiss to catch some breath.

“f-fuck y/n” draco let out a whispered moan into her ear as he starts grinding his boner on her core, y/n throw her head back in pleasure feeling butterflies errupted in her stomach as he starts to trailing kisses down on her neck and still grinding on her.

“god its been so long since the last time, baby. i cant believe we managed to last that long” y/n chuckles at his words but turns into a hitched moan as draco pulled down the straps of her dress and latching his lips onto her nipple sucking on it, she interlocked her hand with his hair.

“no bra, yeah? as if you know you were gonna get fucked” y/n bites down her bottom lip, her eyes never leaving her husband who started to go down kissing her stomach, she gets more excited as he lifts up the bottom of her dress and kissing her inner thighs.

“d-draco please-” y/n hooked one of her leg onto his shoulder as he pushes her panties aside, he was about to gives all her craving but-

“mommy, daddy!” both of them froze as they heard a small footsteps approaching them, they quickly redressing themselves and act normal as their son run to y/n, hugging her leg.

“whats wrong baby?” y/n asked worriedly as she gets down on his level, patting his head.

“i’m having a nightmare mommy” she places soft kisses to all over his face to calm him down then she looks at draco who still held the frustation on his face, she wanted to laugh but she remember that her baby needs her right now.

“c’mon daddy lets put scorpius back in his room” y/n teasingly said running her fingers on his cheek, draco clenched his jaw gritting his teeth as he realizes what his wife playing at.

“you’re gonna regret that, babygirl” draco whispers into her ear as she walking the three of them to scorpius’s bedroom, he walked behind her and squeezing her ass, he smirks when he heard her gasped.

after an hour of reading scorpius a book, telling him a story, he finally gets back into his sleep but y/n and draco are too tired to continuing what they were about to do in the kitchen.

y/n look up to her husband who already staring at her, her mouth agape as she watches draco mouthed “i’m still horny” to her. holding out her laughter she shook her head.

“not now draco, we almost get caught by our son” y/n said quietly cant help but chuckles lowly when she sees draco whining and rubbing his face in frustration.

>>>>>

the next day comes, draco was sitting on his chair working through something, a quill on his hand and a parchment in front of him. then he heard rustling behind him, he turns around to find his beloved wife, only in a towel.

y/n gives him a wink and motioning him to come over making draco gulped, he made his way to her as fast as possible then pulling her closer by her waist, his lips immediately founding hers, his hand goes to unwrap the towel and it falls down onto the floor.

draco let out a grunts as he sees y/n’s exposed body he was getting hard by the seconds, he grabbed her by her thighs and placed her on his desk. his hands roaming around her body.

y/n moans softly when she feels draco sucking on her nipple, his hand playing with the other and his free hand rubbing her clit collecting the wetness, he brought his fingers into his mouth sucking it hungrily making y/n whimpers at his action. draco was about to pulls down his sweatpants until he heard a soft knocks on the door, he groaned in frustration.

“mommy, daddy? i’m so bored, can we go get an ice cream?” scorpius yelled behind the door making draco frustrated more.

y/n melted at her son’s voice, quickly getting a piece of clothes and putting it on, draco look at her in disbelief.

“are you serious, y/n?” draco loves his son so much but he always had a bad timing.

“draco he wants to get an ice cream, i cant say no to him, later okay? now c’mon” y/n chuckles at his pouted face, she kisses the tip of his nose and leading him with her to approaching their child.

after hours taking a walk and getting an ice cream per their son’s wishes, they go back to the house.

draco took a seat on the couch in their living room reading daily prophet while his wife and his kid starts to playing together in front of him, enjoying their day off but suddenly an owl barging into the house making the three of them turning their heads at it. draco raised his eyebrows in confusion as he takes the letter from the owl.

y/n rose up from the floor wanting to see who was sending them a letter, scorpius still unbothered playing with his toys.

“oh its from mother” draco said as he opened the enveloped.

Dear Draco & Y/n,

How are you? I havent heard anything about the three of you, I sent this letter to tell you both that Lucius & I missed our grandchild so much, I was hoping that he could stay for a little bit in the Manor, we wanted to spend some time with him. I wish you all healthiness as always.

Narcissa.

“perfect.” draco smirked as he finishes reading his mothers’ letter looking up to his wife with a sly grin making her blush.

“scorp?” he called out his son smiling at him as scorpius turning his head to listen to his father.

“do you want to stay with your grandmother and grandfather? they said they missed you and will be happy if you’re staying with them for awhile.”

“really? of course yes dad!! i missed them so much, mommy please pack my stuff” scorpius shouted happily, jumping around with his toy in his hand making his parents laugh at their boy’s cuteness.

in the evening, draco, y/n and scorpius apparated to the Malfoy Manor. lucius and narcissa already waiting at the front door welcoming the little family happily. scorpius runs to his grandmother and she picked him up kissing his cheeks.

“draco, y/n aren’t you staying too?” lucius asked as he watched the couple didnt go inside with them.

“uh father actually we were kinda busy- the work is stuffing up our faces.. but thank you for willing to take care of scorpius” draco nervously said as lucius looked at them in confusion but after connecting the dots together, he nods giving his son a smirk.

“sure sure, have fun you two” y/n widen her eyes but quickly laughed it off, the pair blushing madly because of draco’s father words but draco hurriedly takes her hand in his and apparating back to their house saving them from embarrassment.

as they appeared back in their house draco opened the door and shoving his wife inside kicking the door behind them as he pushed y/n against it.

“woah woah slow down draco” y/n laughs at her husband aggressiveness but interrupted by his lips capturing hers, she returns the kiss with the same passion, moans slipped off of her as draco undressing both of them.

“fuck- i cant take it anymore baby wanna take you right here right now” draco places wet kisses on her neck, marking every inch of her skin. he slowly get down after he finished assaulting her neck, continuing what he was doing yesterday, but now without any interruptions.

“draco.. oh- fuck” y/n couldnt control her moans anymore as draco drowned his head between her thighs eating her out making his wife squirming and scratching on the door.

draco let out a hum at the taste of her, he was hungry he eats her out like a starved men, its not only for her but for his pleasure too. y/n’s moan ringing in his ear filling the house making he gets more hungrier, he inserts his fingers into her thrusting and curling them inside of her making her body shake, his tongue skillfully playing with her clit.

“oh my god draco.. i-im so close!” y/n warned him, she was closer than she thought, after she said that she felt her orgasm snapped through her body, a loud moan of her husband’s name escaped her lips, it feels too good.

“fuck i missed this, babygirl. taste so fucking delicious.” draco hummed as he lapping up her juices closing his eyes at the taste, he was longing for it.

draco stand up after he finished, looking at y/n who was still catching her breath, he chuckles deeply before reconnecting their lips, shoving his tongue down her throat letting her taste herself, he squeezes her ass giving it a few slaps before placing one of her legs on his waist and he starts to lining his cock on her glistening cunt. whimpers and begging came out from her mouth.

“h-holyfuck y/n feels so good” draco groans as he bottomed fully inside her letting her adjust for a second before picking up his pace, he starts to rocked in and out of her, her walls clenching and squeezing hard around him making it impossible for him to last longer.

y/n’s body bouncing up and down uncontrollably against the door, all she cares now was getting her high again and feeling her husband’s cum filling her up. she rolled her hips fucking him back, loud moan left her lips as the head of his brushing her spot, draco took a notice and pounding harder into thek spot making her seeing the stars.

“fuck fuck fuck y/n im gonna fucking come if you keep doing that.” draco wrapped both of her legs on his waist the new angle making his cock going deeper inside her, he screams her name as y/n starts to pulsing around him signaling she was close, he sneaked one of his hand and rubbed a small circle on her clit making her body jolted out at the double pleasure.

“yes- yes.. oh my god im cumming daddy!” y/n doesnt care about her words anymore as she lets her second orgasms washed over her- wait no she’s.. she just squirted all over draco.

“holy shit! that was so fucking hot.. gonna give you all of my cum until you carry my second child.. f-fuck y/n take all of me!” draco screams her name out loud as he stilled, shooting all of his semen into his wife filling her womb non stop until some of it dripped out of her but he quickly pushing it back inside not letting it go to waste.

draco is still inside her, both of their bodies shaking from their intense orgasms. y/n look up to him, sweats running on his forehead, his blonde hair messy, mouth hung open to steadying his breath, he looks like a god.

they continue their activities for a whole days, now without interruptions. rounds after rounds, on the couch, on the desk, against the walls, in their room, in the bathroom, basically everywhere in their house, it was like they were making up for the lost times.

and a month after, lucius and narcissa were given a news, that draco and y/n are expecting their second child.

^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^

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#draco malfoy #draco malfoy smut #draco malfoy x reader #draco malfoy x y/n #draco smut #draco oneshot #draco fanfiction #draco malfoy angst #draco x y/n #draco x reader #harry potter

[noforkingclue]

Ohh yeah I’m glad you like the name Dotty if you wanted to use it❤️❤️ I kinda came up with an idea I my head with that name. (This started cute and then got a bit darker agin but I couldn’t help it…)

When Dotty is little and even as she gets bigger her an her mom play a game called “poke a dot” where one of them will say poke-a-dot and whever is closest goes and “pokes”(lightly)/tickles Dotty while she tries to run away. and she loves it!! Like she will play it with all of her uncles and cousins etc, and when she was little she would just go up and tap (wack) someone on their knee scream “pok da” and then take off leaving them to chase after her😂 And as she grows up she stops doing it where she would run off but whenever she was sad or angry or pouting someone (usually her mom) would go up to her and lightly poke her stomach going “hey poka dot” until she starts laughing.

Maybe even on one of the rare days when reader is gone with the ladies for a girls night and Dotty is at home with her ”dad” they play the game. By this point tommy has lIke begrudgingly began to accept Dotty as something that makes reader happy and she is prett cute even if it’s the nagging idea of ”who’s” she really is. But it’s one of the first times reader has left Dotty home on a ladies weekend and not brought her along (b/c she’s still unsure of how Tommy will treat her). Dotty loves her “dad” as she’s a little kid and as far as shes concerned he loves her too he’s just a bit grumpy most of the time, especially around the dog.

But tonight Dotty just wants her mom and “daddy” isn’t mama, and that’s an issue. So even though the night goes ok with Tommy caring for her (or mostly letting the maids play with her) she still misses her mom when she goes to bed. And to top it off tonight there is a big story and Dotty is scared. Not if the storm because she usually loves to watch the lighting with her mom (safely from the house) but because her moms not here. Moms not in the house and what is she gets hurt by the storm. what if mama gets hurt and she stops letting dotty come up with names for the “surprise” she can’t tell daddy yet.

No, tonight mom isn’t home, it only dad and theres a storm and now it seems louder than normal and dotty can’t sleep and Oliver cant sleep even when they go hide in the closet because it’s so loud. Tommy also can’t sleep tonight either. Not just because of the storm but for the same reason dotty can’t sleep. He’s nervous something will happen to the reader and the he‘ll be alone. Well alone with Dorthy, but Tom doesn’t really know what he would do with her if you died. One one hand she’s a reminder of what he couldn’t have, but on the other she would be the last true thing he had of you. And the made her special in her own way even if it’s the same thing that made her ”undesired“ in a sense. If you died Tom’s not quite sure what he’d do with Dorthy. He didn’t know if he could let her go either.

But anyway Tommy in his nervousness decided to go check on Dorothy (which he always calls her) almost as if to check that you still had a reason to come back and that even while gone a part of you was still here. Or at least that’s what he told himself, he still is repulsed to admit he could love/ care for something “he” made, something “he” took from Tommy. But he goes and at first he panics when he sees she’s not in her bed because if she’s gone how could he guarantee you staying with him.

Eventually he finds her in the closet curled up into Oliver who as usual stares at Tom with a warning look each time he comes close to Dorothy. But now Tom knows is not the time for resentment, as he sees tears falling down the little girls face. He doesn’t want to see her cry and he’s almost surprised to realize it’s not just because of how mad you’d be at him if you heard that he didn’t comfort her. So for the first time possibly ever Tommy takes little Dorothy into his arms and tells her in a soft voice “hey poka dot, it’s gonna be ok” . As he is lightly poking her in the stomach and he pulls her into his chest letting her bury her face in his chest and scrunch her fingers into his shirt. And he sits in the floor of the nursery/bedroom he had no interest in helping make, while lightly poking and tickling the little piece of you that remained in the house that night whispering the same soft words that he similarly did to you when you had what Tom called “episodes” and let you anger out on him.

Because Tommy loved you as much as he resented “him” and even though you were gone tonight and Tommy never liked you away from his side, maybe tonight you weren’t complete gone. You had left a small piece of you (tainted as it was) for him to hold even in your absence, to wait until you return. You had left a small piece of you, a tiny speck for him to hold, a minuscule portion to remind him that you you’d always return. Tonight Tommy realized that you had left him a little tiny dot.

Anon, whoever you are, I love you.

This is so sweet but also so dark.

I can imagine you finally getting home, far later then expected. You try to be quiet but Tommy never sleeps well when you're away so you know he's awake. You hear him coming down the stairs and you take a deep breath in preparing for the oncoming punishment.

Instead Tommy just marches straight towards you, not saying a word. You open your mouth to defend yourself but Tommy just wraps an arm around your waist, pulls you towards him, and smashes his mouth against yours.

You let out a squeak of surprise and Tommy cups your cheek and brushes his thumb over your wet skin. When he finally breaks away he said quietly,

"I missed you. We both have."

And it's then that you know that Tommy has finally come to accept Dotty and you're terrified.

#peaky blinders #thomas shelby x reader #tommy shelby x reader #Oliver vs Tommy

[50-percent-winchester-sister]

Just Get Out

Prompt: After John dies, Dean and Sam take it upon themselves to look after you, but...

Dean: 18

Sam: 14

Y/N: 7

Word Count: 2,030

   It's just been a month since your dad, John Winchester died, and all you have left family wise are your older brothers Sam and Dean. You didn't know what death really meant since you are so young, but your brothers knew, and they knew too well. Since you were seven your dad didn't really let you in on what he and your brothers did, all you know is that you and sometimes Sam get left at a motel for a while and they come back bloody and bruised. So when John died, Sam and Dean don't really talk as much as they used to, but for you, they really do try.

  What you did know is how to practically annoy the hell out of them...well...sometimes. You are mostly a good kid according to Sam, who decided to take on the 'motherly' role, and Dean the 'fatherly' role. When Dean turned 18, he decided on his own to drop out of high school, but you and Sam are still in school, and Sam plans to keep it that way.

  Okay now onto the story

  Its 7:36pm, Sam went to the library for homework, so tonight is just you and Dean. You and Dean are in the kitchen and hes making dinner while you sit on the kitchen table. "Alright Y/N, we don't got much tonight, so I'm making mac and cheese...the good kind, not the kind Sam makes," Dean says with a tiny smirk.

  "But De, I don't want macky cheese, I want chicken!" You say with a small but excited voice. Dean turns back to you, frowns and says "Y/N, we dont have chicken, this is all we got until Sam goes to the store."

  "Wait what!?!?! But De I want chicken now!!" you say filled with whine and a little bit of sass. 'geez I really don't want to deal with this right now,' Dean thinks to himself "Y/N please, just reason with me tonight, I'll make Sam go to the store tomorrow," He says sounding defeated. Oh but hell no, in your tiny seven year old brain, you knew what you had to do

Step 1: Be quiet and wait like a good sister

Step 2: Once De is done and sets food in front of you

Step 3: PUSH IT OFF ON THE FLOOR

Step 4: Wait hold on-

Step 5: Why does De look like hes about to ye-

  "Fucking hell, really Y/N!? You cant be fucking serious, what the hell was that for?" Dean yells at you. "De I said I wanted-" But he cut you off and said "I JUST TOLD YOU THIS IS ALL WE GOT" He says louder than his first statement. Now your'e shaken, but you know it takes more to make you cry.

  "I don't care! I don't want macky cheese De!"

  "Y/N, just get out"

...This is the calmest hes been all week

  "Wha-"

  "JUST GET THE HELL OUT" Dean practically screams.

  Okay now that there is starting to make you cry

  You quickly get off of the kitchen chair and you bolt to the stairs where all the bedrooms are. But of course you have to turn around and yell

  "I WISH DAD WAS HERE, HE WOULD GET REAL MAD IF YOU YELLED AT ME!" and then you run up the stairs and slam your door shut, locking it in the process. _______________________________________

  'Great that's just fuckin' perfect,' Dean thinks to himself. 'What the hell am I supposed to tell Sammy? Oh yeah, I screamed at Y/N because she wouldn't comply, and now foods all over the floor and I think I'm having a meltdown!'

  'Sometimes I wish I never came here!' you think to yourself, pretty much sobbing while laying down on your bed. 'wouldn't be surprised if he didn't want me here too-."

  You fall asleep shortly after the thought and Dean couldn't be any more relieved when he hears the door open and to see Sam with his backpack in one arm and a couple books in the other hand.

  "Hey whats-...what happened?" Sam says slowly putting his backpack on the floor. Sam staring at Dean and all the food that's on the floor around him "oh, haha, this? oh, its nothing Sam, just a minor fuckin' mishap!" Dean says laughing through each word with eyes that look like hes about to sob any minute.

  "....Dean?" Sam asks. Its been a while since there was major conflict... well since the whole situation with Dad anyways. "Was it Y/N?"

  "What? No of course not, this is just a normal Friday fuckin night....yeah just, don't worry 'bout it" Dean says with his voice dying down a little bit.

  "Should I go talk to her?" Sam asks. such a small voice but its filled with a lot of concern.

  "No, she's asleep...maybe later?" Dean says back to him. 'He seems tired' Sam thinks to himself. 'Well I did leave her here with him...' _______________________________________

  You wake up pretty early... well early for you anyways, its 9:30am and you got woken up to puffy red eyes and really messed up hair. You go ahead and leave your bedroom and when you enter the kitchen you get greeted by Sam, who is making breakfast.

  "Morning sunshine," Sam says with a slight happy tone, but still pretty monotone. 'he's trying, that's a good thing' you think to yourself.

  "Morning..." you say back, rubbing your eyes and climbing up onto the chair near the kitchen table. "So...wheres De?" you ask in a sleepy tone. "He's more or less still asleep" Sam replies. Sure enough right when Sam says that, Dean walks in all sleepy-like too. 'so similar' Sam thinks. "Morning to you too sunshine" Sam says with a pretty wide grin afterwards. "Bite me, princess" Dean shoots back, also with a small smirk.

  You look at Dean, Dean looks at you, and a couple seconds later you two look away, but the stare you two gave felt like it was forever.

  "Hi" you managed to squeak out. Without meaning to, you were quiet and a little bit nervous.

  "Hey" Dean replies, but not looking at you, instead looking at the table, then to his hands, and then to Sam.

  "Hey Sammy, do you think dad had any hunts that he wrote down in his journal for us to do?" Dean asks. Looking around Dean finds your dads journal on the couch in the living room. He picks it up and skims through the pages.

  "I...don't know? Dad never talked to me personally about hunts, just you" Sam says as a matter-of-factly. Sam sets your breakfast down in front of you, and a plate for Dean on the other side of the table. "Why?" Sam asks.

  "Because I want to hunt? We haven't in a while and you know dad will tear us a new one if he sees us on our asses doing nothing," Dean proclaims, in a slight aggressive manner, though it was almost accidental.

  "But he's...not here," you say out loud without meaning to. You look up to see Sam and Dean both looking at you, and right then you look back down. While looking down you hear footsteps, and right when you look back up, you see Dean staring right at you. 'The eye contact is unbearable' you think to yourself

  "Just because hes dead, doesn't mean we can just fuck around and do nothing," Dean says with so much venom you begin to shake a little.

  "Dean. Back. Up." Sam says, looking at Dean with an angry look and his teeth practically glued together. Sam takes Deans shoulder and yanks him back, and he makes Dean bend down so he can whisper something into his ear.

  "I know you and Y/N have this personal issue going on right now, but I'll be damned if I ever hear you talk to her like that again, hear me?" Sam whispers, he lets go of Dean shoulder and looks at Dean. Dean looks back at him, looks at you, looks at Sam again, and nods, running his hand through his hair.

  "Good," Sam says quietly. Sam walks towards you and bends down, "When you're finished with your breakfast, head on up to your room, you're not in trouble, but I'll talk with you later, okay?" Sam tells you,

  "Okay" You say, looking at Sam. You finished your breakfast rather quickly. During that time, Dean went into his own room, and Sam went out into the backyard to do whatever he does, you're not really sure. You put your dirty plates into the sink and you fast walk to your room, and you quietly shut your door. _______________________________________

  Waiting.....sucks. You have no clue how long you waited for Sam but it felt like forever. In reality it was probably like thirty minutes, but thirty minutes to a seven year old is all day.

  You begin to space out when you hear a small knock on your door. You jump a bit because you didn't really expect it since you didn't know when Sam would come by.

  You get up off your bed and you begin to walk to your door when the door was already opening. you stop and look up

  "...Dean?" You ask. 'uh-oh' you think to yourself. You walk back a little bit and he sits down on your bedroom floor and holds his arms out for you to come sit in his lap. He hasn't said a word yet you heard exactly what he is wanting to ask.

  You look at him. He looks at you. Both have no clue what to say to each other.

  You slowly walk towards him, and you climb into his lap, both getting comfortable in the process

  It had to have been like five minutes before Dean starts talking. "I'm sorry" he says to you. Smiling, you start talking too. "Me too" you say and you look up to see Dean beginning to tear up.

  Okay now its time to panic

  Dean crying is something that you never see so...you begin to tear up too.

  "De? Are you okay?"

  "I wish Dad was here, He would get real mad at me if he saw the way I was acting" Dean says. "Wouldn't be surprised if he beat my ass, just because I'm eighteen, doesn't mean shit to him" he says with a small laugh after the comment.

  "Well I think you're doing a good job" You say to him quietly, but loud enough for him to hear. "Just because you're eighteen, doesn't mean you aren't bad at being a brother, neither is Sam" You add.

  Dean, trying not to just sob in front of you, breaths in and breaths out a couple of times.

  "You're seven, when did you become so smart?" Dean asks hugging you rather tightly

  You giggle at his comment and say, "I'm your sister, I had to have learned something from you."

  "Good answer" Dean says.

  Without knowing, Sam is leaning on the door frame, with his arms crossed looking at you and Dean with the biggest smile ever. "Hey," Sam says and makes both you and Dean jump slightly, Sam giggles and that and continues,

  "The garage called, they want you to come in and help fix a 67' Mustang," Sam says.

  "Oh whaaat," you whine. you begin to get off of Dean so he can go to his job when he quickly snatches you back up, gets up off of the ground and throws you over his shoulders.

  "How do you feel about coming with me? Who knows maybe-"

  "Will Seth be there?" You ask excitedly. (For some backstory, John's long time friend Seth works where Dean works, and ever since you met Seth, you've practically 'fallen in love' with him)

  "More than likely, he likes old cars like we do," Dean replies. "Yes! okay come on, lets go, come on, come on, come on" You say, trying to hurry up Dean,

  "Okay, okay, lets go" Dean laughs while replying. You two leave the room, and Sam closes your door. Again, with a big smile on his face, Sam starts thinking to himself, 'Yeah, everything will be okay'

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‘Akumatized Marinette’ A funny prompt!

So ive seen a few different fics and posts where Lila convinces the class that Marinette is in fact Mayura and/or is working in some way for Hawkmoth, using such evidence as ‘Marinette’s never been akumatized’ and citing how sometimes Marinette’s attempts to be helpful or friendly or yes her mistakes have resulted in an akuma going after her classmates. Also other evidence like how many akumas the class has had total. But what if Lila could not convince class that Marinette was working with Hawkmoth, desperate to connect Marinette to the supervillain in hopes of plummeting her reputation Lila claims that Marinette is in fact AKUMATIZED hence her villainous actions towards Lila!

Now just follow me here:

What if the class don't believe Lila THAT MUCH. Sure Lila has them convinced that she’s a diplomats daughter and that shes got a million illnesses and physical problems and yes she even has everyone believing that she’s famous and that her and Adrien are a secret item [how scandalous!]. But no one in the class will for a SECOND believe that Marinette is working with Hawkmoth. Lila has tried broaching the subject several times, shes tried leaving ‘hints’ and pointing things out that seem ‘incriminating’ but each and every time she does the class scoff and each of them begin listing a 100 reasons why Marinette is definitely NOT a fan of Hawkmoth and would never work with him.

Frustrated but determined to connect the super villain to Marinette and alienate the girl further Lila seethes and plots. Getting more frustrated each failed attempt and trying to chew off her own sausage hair when people talk about how Marinette would definitely kick Hawkmoth’s ass. Then one day Marinette walks in with a totally new look, she’s cut her hair into a messy pixie cut and is going for a pink punk look. The look gets everyone's attention and the day is spent with everyone complimenting the baker girl [she even gets asked out by a few of the guys in the other classes] frustrated that everyone is paying attention to Marinette instead of herself Lila cant help but make up some big lie about how Marinette assaulted her and stole her money.

The class is justifiably shocked! They have been especially protective of Marinette and her reputation ever since she was expelled and nearly akumatized so more then a few of them start yelling at Lila even Alya who normally sides with Lila due to her belief that her designer friend is jealous is furious at Lila for making an accusation like that! Desperate to recover from the poorly timed and worded lie she’s made Lila thinks fast and comes up with a scheme just crazy enough to work! She claims that obviously it wasn’t ACTUALLY Marinette, no it was the horrible akuma MARIONETTE! The class blinks taken aback but they can’t help but ask what Lila is talking about.

The italian smirks feeling sinister pleasure course through her. She begins weaving her sob story tale! About how Marinette had snuck into one of Adrien and Lila’s photoshoots! Where the poor baker girl saw them *gasp* KISSING! Poor Marinette heartbroken and distraught was akumatized into the horrible monster Marionette! Who stalked Lila home and attacked her! She goes on to claim that the Marinette who was in class today was NOT in fact their good friend rocking a new style and haircut but was instead a vicious akuma after all why do you think Lila was keeping so far away from Marinette all day? She’s TRAUMATIZED after her ordeal and now Marionette the akuma is attending class as if she were Marinette! How terrible could Hawkmoth be to be using their heartbroken friend like this!

The class doesn’t want to believe it, but it makes such perfect sense Marinette WOULD be heartbroken by seeing Adrien the ‘love of her life’ kissing Lila her main rival! And just yesterday Marinette looked completely normal with her cute little pigtails and her signature outfit! She never told any of them she was even GOING to get a haircut! And surely if Marinette was going to make such a big change in her appearance she would have told her bestie Alya right?

But now what is the class to do? Poor Marinette is akumatized and they have no idea what to do or what her object could possibly be! Max, always the logical one concludes that they should simply contact Ladybug and have her help poor Marinette! Lila quickly jumps in claiming she already tried contacting Ladybug OBVIOUSLY since the pair are besties! But that Marionette tricked Ladybug into believing she wasn’t akumatized at all! “No!” Lila laments, “were going to need to take care of this ourselves!”

The class is resolute determined to help poor Marinette without the help of Ladybug who has fallen for Hawkmoth’s most clever trick yet. But Lila is quick to warn them that they MUST be careful after all Marionette is a VERY powerful akuma, they cant know for sure the true extent of her terrible powers or when or WHO she might attack next! Lila fears that it will be poor Adrien or perhaps herself again! Insert fake sobs here. The class vow to protect Lila and Adrien from Marionette, and Alya who believes she’s best equipped for this situation since she IS Rena Rouge takes charge of the situation, they decide that no one is allowed to be alone with Marionette and NONE of them are to let the akuma know that they are on to her! They need to play the long game and figure out what her akumatized object is so that they can snatch it and free Marinette from Hawkmoth’s dastardly clutches!

Lila rejoices believing that she’s finally achieved victory, the class now think that Marinette is a dangerous monster and will isolate her, not to mention Lila now believes she can make up any lie she wants about Marinette and that the class will unquestioningly believe her! She goes home with a pep in her step eagerly plotting for all the lies and perks she can get from this newest lie and decides to eat a whole tub of ice cream to celebrate her cleverness, unaware that she’s just signed the ticket for her defeat.

You see the class LOVE Marinette, she’s their friend, and ‘learning’ that she’s been turned into some sort of monstrous extremely clever akuma is both a suprise and none at all. Later on as they all chat in the newly made text group Max points out how it was obvious that Marinette would become the most dangerous and clever akuma shes the smartest person in class besides himself and extremely creative and resourceful. Rose laments about how hurt Marinette must be and how they simply MUST save her as soon as possible. Alix curses Hawkmoth out and claims that the sick freak was probably TARGETING Marinette for awhile now because of how awesome she is. Nino and Kim cry about how their childhood bff needs them now more then ever! And Alya tells them to get ready because they cant abandon Marinette now that she needs them most!

The next day Lila comes to class ready to spin another tale about how the vicious akuma Marionette destroyed her room last night! And while the class do listen and tell Lila that it sucks that happened they seem noticeably... Distracted. When Marinette walks into the room the class practically explodes, Rose and Juleka INSIST that Marinette sit behind them so they can talk! Everyone has some sweet compliment to give to the baker reminding her about how wonderful she is! Lila’s jaw drops open as her classmates practically rush to hug and touch and talk to what they believe is a horrible monstrous Akuma! And it doesnt end their.

Lila asks Alya to hang out at the mall? She cant her and Nino are going to be on ‘Marionette’ surveillance tracking the akuma to see what shes up to and if she might show her akumatized object! Lila decides to try woo Mylene and Ivan into letting her handle their charities ‘finances’? Mylene starts crying about how the charity was Marinette’s idea before she got akumatized and now she might not even remember how amazing it was when shes eventually de-akumatized Lila cant stand hearing them talk about her enemy and gives up her pursuit of the funds. Lila decides to hang out with Kitty Section? They invited Marionette to every show hoping Luka would notice that she’s an akuma and use his amazing intuition to help free poor poor Marinette!

Instead of ostracizing the girl Marinette is now invited to every big event, and is constantly being showered with compliments and love as if the class believes that just loving Marinette enough will be the thing that ‘de-akumatizes’ her. “At least they wont let her anywhere near myself or Adrien.” Lila thinks bitterly as she gets her 5th warning that day that Lila might want to sit out the class going to the movies together with MARIONETTE.

During this time the class has been pulling off various ‘heists’ slowly going through each and every one of Marinette’s belongings to check if its the akumatized object. And I do mean every single belonging. Her sketchbook was ruled out within the first few days same with her signature earrings it was Kim who checked those and it involved a complicated plan involving taking Marinette swimming and having Kim fake a drowning in order to get close enough to ‘Marionette’ to check the studs. Luckily for Tikki, Ondine who was also at the pool decided to save Kim instead and the poor jock got quite flustered when the swimmer performed CPR on him.

Nino and the rest of the boys are the ones tasked with breaking into Marinette’s room while the girl is away on a sleepover with the girls. In order to ‘test’ each object in her room for the source of the akuma. They got a bit too loud and had to make a last minute escape when they heard Tom and Sabine going into fight mode. Poor Nino wasn’t fast enough and was forced to lie through his teeth that he’d been trying to surprise Marinette with a hangout like when they were little kids. [poor kid ended up drinking hot cocoa with Tom and Sabine as they showed off embarrassing baby pictures of Nino and Marinette together]

After about a month or so of shenanigans including a very embarrassing incident involving the entire class accidentally spying on Marinette’s first big date with Luka/Kagami/Felix/Damian [just pick one they are all great ships] and them getting caught red handed thanks to Alix and Kim roughhousing and making a scene at the nice restaurant. And another incident that Alya refers to only as the ‘duck incident’ [Nino can no longer be around birds or feathers] the class is no closer to learning where Marionette’s akumatized object is. And Lila Rossi who thought she’d be bathing in her victory is on the verge of screaming if one more person ignores her!

How does it end? Well maybe the class stage an intervention hoping they can free Marinette with the power of love only for Marinette to fall off of something laughing when she learns what Lila’s big lie was. Maybe Lila finally snaps and screams when she hears the class lament about POOR Marinette for the billionth time. Maybe the class try breaking absolutely everything Marinette owns, Maybe Juleka points out that its kind of weird that Marionette the akuma doesn’t really do... anything? And can change clothes? Can akuma’s do that? No right??? Aren’t their clothes like melded to their body??? Maybe the class finally get Adrien thinking he can ‘fix’ Marinette only for him to very confusedly tell them hes not dating Lila and has never kissed her and what Marinette akumatized??? Maybe The class recruit Luka and Kagami, Marinette’s other friends only for them to have a great laugh at the class before pointing out the literal mountain of things wrong with everything they just said.

Just fun shenanigans and ‘akumatized’ Marinette.

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